Lost in Florence Page #3

thugs out of all of them!

But, fine, I'm not your mother.

I'm just the one who has to call

your mother and tell her

why you're in the hospital

with a coma.

Did I just win this argument?

You know, you're very sexy

when you agree with me.

I'm gonna leave.

Grazie.

Are you sure

you know how to drive?

You want to race?

Do you like it?

You know, it's not bad.

Oh my god, look at this.

It's my favorite place.

It makes me happy.

It makes me happy

to be here with you.

Me, too.

But Paolo is...

My teammate...

And friend.

I know.

But Paolo and I had problems

before you come.

We just want different things.

I don't know,

it just feels wrong, you know.

I don't belong to him,

like a Vespa.

Of course not, but...

Tomorrow,

you could be here with him.

Don't be jealous.

I'm not jealous of...

- Coll, co...

- Colleen.

Colleen.

You were with her

for a long time, right?

Maybe you could be

together again.

I don't know.

Well, I don't know either.

We will have to make decisions.

But tomorrow,

we think about tomorrow.

Today, you are here.

And you're here with me.

There are differences

between Italians and Americans.

I'm sorry.

See?

Oh.

Any other differences

I should know about?

So, you take the fruits

from the trucks,

and you take them to these big

tables where they're sold.

Now, many many Calcio storico

players work there, no?

At the market,

everyone is friends.

Everyone works very hard.

When the sun comes up,

the job is finished.

Paolo's gonna make sure

everything's okay with you.

Paolo?

Has he always worked

in the market?

No.

When he was eighteen,

he was a soccer player,

a very good one,

the best in Florence.

I thought he was a king.

Then he signed

for a big professional team.

But it didn't work out.

What happened?

Was he injured?

Worse...

He was not good enough.

He came back home, and

it's hard, I understand.

Usually you have to be an old

man before your dream dies.

But not for him, you know?

Yeah.

Anyway, you need to find a

new dream, maybe a simpler one.

And try to be happy with that.

So we work together.

Pomodoro...

Ohhh.

I play for many years.

And now the new rules,

they say I too old next year.

The last five years,

our team lose...

Against the blue team

in the finals.

Is important for me to win.

This way,

I'm always a hero here.

If I lose, I'm nothing.

Gianni said you played

soccer professionally.

Nobody remember that no more.

I try for many years.

Finally, no team want me.

So I stop.

At least you gave it

your best shot, right?

Oh, please!

That is what you say to a boy.

"Oh, you try hard,

is most important thing."

We know the difference,

we are men, you and I.

Trying is nothing.

Thinking and wanting is nothing.

The world remember

only what we do.

- Hey.

- Hey.

You understand?

Something about his

girlfriend...

My girlfriend.

I try very hard with her.

But it's not good.

I'm sorry to hear that.

You and I, now we are brothers.

Let me give you a little advice.

Be careful to who

you give your heart.

Find a nice American girl,

a traditional girl.

What's wrong with Italian girls?

You no want an Italian girl.

Too difficult.

It keeps you awake at night.

Massimo, basta, please...

Tell the next person

I can't drink any more.

Okay.

Oh, it's not for you,

it's for me.

I need a drink because

a dear, dear friend of mine

has been keeping

secrets from me.

No, make that two dear friends.

You don't tell me

you're playing Calcio storico.

The only reason I found out

is because now

all the local girls

ask me is if I know you.

You should tell them you are me.

Tried that, it didn't work.

More importantly,

my dear friend Gianni

didn't tell me that

he's got a younger sister,

much less that she's crazy hot!

Yeah, I wonder why.

Let me give you a little

bit of advice here, bro.

I thought things

were going great with Chiara...

She was flirting with me,

leading me on...

And what did I get?

Niente. Zero.

Not even a kiss.

I thought I understood

Italian women, but...

Ciao, Ragazzi.

Hey, it's Salvatore,

the one who's always too busy

to come to my wife's class.

I'll be next door at the bar,

pretending I'm you.

- Trying to learn the future.

- Learn the future?

- That's impossible.

- No, the future tense.

Oh...

Listen...

Is everything okay? Anybody

causing you trouble or problem?

No, why?

No, no, nothing...

Just...

Just try to stay

in our neighborhood these days

until Calcio storico finishes.

Stay with Stefania,

she takes care of you.

What's going on?

Nothing, nothing,

just forget about it.

- Sure.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah...

- I'll help you learn the future.

- Okay.

Oh my god...

You're gonna give me

another concussion.

- Concussion?

- Yeah.

What a concussion is?

A concussion is

when your head goes...

Then I have a concussion for

you.

Can I ask you something

about audibles.

- Audibles?

- Uh-huh.

You want to know

about audibles right now?

- Yes.

- Okay.

When the quarterback

says, "Omaha,"

everybody knows what to do?

Everybody.

But what does "Omaha" mean?

"Omaha" means

that the quarterback

knows a better play.

Omaha.

Oh, my god, Eric!

You're such an American!

Have I taught you nothing?

This is the best,

you're gonna love it.

I know, but no thank you.

Okay, maybe you don't

understand, this is the riserva.

I understand your skipping

the regular Chianti but this...

Eric...

No. Thank you.

- What's wrong? Are you sick?

- No.

Okay, what is it?

Are you being dense on purpose?

No, what're you talking about?

Come over here.

Gianni and I are pregnant!

Oh, my god!

- Congratulations!

- Thank you.

I didn't even know

you were trying.

It's not something

that you broadcast.

And it's taken us

a little while, you know.

You're gonna be

such a great mom.

Do you think so?

I do.

Gianni is so happy.

This is, like, everything

for an Italian guy, to be a dad.

Wait a minute...

Your kid's gonna be an Italian?

Not an American?

That's gotta be a little weird.

No...

This is home now.

Well...

I wish I could see you

with your big belly.

You can.

Just stay.

You can move into the apartment

with Gianni's mom.

What do you mean?

What about you guys?

I think we're moving to Rome!

Gianni said that something

he's been working on

might actually pan out.

- That's fantastic!

- I know.

We've been dreaming

about this forever,

I can't believe this is...

About to happen!

Hey...

Listen, come here.

You need to read me

on this play, okay?

If I take

my first step toward you,

you release upfield.

If it's away from you,

you delay, and then cut around

for the reverse, okay? Got it?

No.

Okay, okay, get some water.

I can't wait until next year,

when someone

will get water for me.

Why do you play

Calcio storico, anyway?

Same as everybody else.

I play for the glory.

And for the girls.

Look, man,

when I played football,

I met a lot of guys who played

for the wrong reasons.

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