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- Please, don't call my parents!

Inside!

They said it was me!

You're the reason I've been losing mail!

- I won't do it again, please!

I swear to God, I'll never do it again!

Please, I swear!

Please, I swear to Baby Jesus!

I won't ever do it again!

Please!

- Ist...

Quick, out! Out!

I've already called the police. Out!

Imagine what you'll be like as adults!

You should be ashamed!

Like squirrels, do you?

The postman and I will make the report;

in two days the police will arrest you!

Criminals!

Are you happy, now? The police!

I'm in so much trouble and it's your fault!

You made me destroy dolls, smoke,

throw water balloons at people...

But you liked doing that...

- No!

I'm not like you; I'm a normal kid.

Like Maria Teresa?

All we do is play.

Have you binned the letters?

- No, they're in a box.

F***, what are you waiting for? The police?

You have to burn the proof!

Ist!

I liked Ricky.

What did you like?

How do you do it, Mum?

- Do what?

Make them fall in love.

I'm a witch. I do pink magic,

the magic of love.

Are you still playing with stuffed animals?

Come on, it's time for bed.

Did you brush your teeth? Let's see.

Okay, but put your braces on.

Then go to sleep, okay?

Goodnight.

Is your mother home?

Mum! Mum, it's for you!

A registered letter, miss. Addressed to you

and Mr. Guido Bernadotte, do you accept?

Sign here, please.

Thank you, have a nice day.

You're under arrest, Miss.

In this letter from a one Manuel Ginori

in Bolivia, there's cocaine.

The dogs sniffed it out. Follow us.

Just a moment.

Who sent it? Who's this Ginori?

What do you mean, who's Ginori?

You signed for the letter.

Why, when a letter shows up do

you send it back?

They sent it to Bernadotte, too,

who's not my partner anymore.

Manuel Ginori, who's that?

What do you mean, Mum? Manuel Ginori,

that nice guy with the moustache.

The one who gave us the dolls, Manuel!

Follow us.

Okay, let's go.

Get dressed, please.

Let's go.

The pianist Yvonne Casella

was arrested today...

for supposedly receiving

cocaine from Bolivia.

What the f*** have you done?

You got Mum arrested!

You don't love her, you've never loved her!

It's always your fault, always!

The actor Guido Bernadotte, who has

been accused of narcotic trafficking...

You got Dad arrested, too!

See what you've done?

Now for the latest headlines...

Two burned bodies have been found

in the countryside around Bari.

According to investigators,

it could be a mafia-related...

It's too salty.

- Eat it.

Yes?

Aria, it's for you.

You and I are over! It's your fault

that I lost the role in the film!

Arrested for drugs...

I'm finished, finished!

They arrest your mother and you don't

warn me that the police are coming?

Are you stupid? Lucrezia and I are off

to India and you'll never see me again!

You're not my daughter,

you're a police spy!

Get rid of Aria's plate.

I don't want to see her.

From now on, she eats through there.

What's wrong, Mum?

Do you feel like crying?

What a horrible experience, Miss.

You must have seen some horrible folk.

Just like people everywhere.

Hey, Aria!

Today's your birthday: congratulations!

Are you happy to see me? Me, too.

Where's my mum? - I don't know.

Through there, powdering her nose.

Happy birthday to us.

Come here, my darling.

Mum, will you nurse me?

Congratulations!

Go and have fun.

Aria, will you tell us how you sent your

mum to jail? Sent her to the slammer!

To the slammer!

Nobody loves me.

That's enough of this annoying music.

Turn it off, the match is on!

No football at my party, no!

What do you mean, no? Go to bed,

don't be so annoying. - No!

It's my party!

Move!

Your father isn't here.

We have the weekend off.

Take your weekend off.

Soon it'll be full moon.

Listen to this:
let's have a

big party on that day.

But not mini pizza and orangeade,

"One Thousand and One Nights" stuff.

Hey, listen to me.

Dad's building will become

like an enchanted castle.

Yeah, I know!

Want to come to my party? Here!

Adriano, want to come to my party?

You can come, too!

Adriano is coming, too.

Don't you get it? He doesn't give

a damn about you, he's just playing.

Did your new friend tell you to say that?

Want to come to my party?

Follow me.

The way. - Okay, the cakes on the table.

Go and show them, Lucy. On the table!

DANCING ROOM:

Hi. - You're the first ones.

Come in, it's in the dancing room.

Poor thing, it would be better

if Adriano didn't come.

He won't come, anyway.

See what she's wearing?

Hi, the party's through there.

- What, is it your birthday?

No, it's a dance party.

It's not decorated badly.

- Yeah, a bit over the top, though.

Hi.

- Ah, it's you.

Come in.

Look, Ciccio is here!

Hey, Ciccio! - Hi.

Pass me some of that cake?

Hey, shall we play the traffic

light game? - Yeah!

I'll be the traffic light,

you know the rules...

Red, kiss on the cheek. Green, change

partners. Blue, kiss on the mouth.

The first couple: Aria and...

Adriano.

Aria and Adriano, Aria and Adriano!

And I say blue! Go and wait for her!

- Go on, Adriano!

One, two, three, four, five,

six, seven, eight, nine, ten!

Go, Aria!

SINNING ROOM:

I'm over here.

Is it forever?

- Yeah.

It doesn't seem real,

I'm here and I can touch you.

I know everything about you,

you're like a cat.

I thought you didn't notice me.

What?

I wrote your name on the walls.

Like Ciccio?

- No, no!

No, no!

Ciccio!

No, I meant what I said!

I swear!

You fell for it!

- Nice joke!

Ciccio, you're a genius!

Number one!

Ciccio, the best!

Some snog, what a whore!

Bernadotte, take this!

- No, Adriano! Stop!

Please, this is my dad's house!

Piece of sh*t awards!

- No, no!

Ist!

Ist, help me!

There, now no more meowing.

Yvonne, you can't send her to a

boarding school. What do you mean?

What does her father say?

She's your daughter, how can you be

so heartless? She's nine years old!

It's not what she did to you,

it's what you've done to her!

I told you, you'll walk again.

You're already getting better.

I'm not afraid of dying, you know.

My mum is dead, too.

Get rid of the curtain, I don't want it.

- No, stay like that, it's good for you.

No, I can't live without my mum.

- I'm here, and I'll always be here.

No, you only love Mia...

Viva Marx! Viva Lenin!

Viva Mao Tse-Tung!

MISUNDERSTOOD:

I told you this, not to play the victim...

but because this way you know me better...

and hopefully, you'll be kinder...

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