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has had a billion views.

By the way, some newspapers

want to interview you.

What shall I tell them ?

Have a think then let me know.

Well, you guys look happy.

Spend a few days in Rome

and have a riot.

Oh God, "have a riot"...

What a horrible thought !

- Bye.

- Bye.

If there's nothing you need, I'll go.

After all... you're in good hands.

The doctor... she's a good-looking lady.

Well, see you tomorrow.

You don't need to come.

I'm staying in a hotel nearby,

so I can be here for a few days.

Maybe we'll go back together.

I mean... we'll go home together.

Well, bye.

That was Angela.

They wanted to come to Rome to visit you,

but I told her we're leaving.

Here you are !

Some journalists want to see you.

They know you're getting discharged so...

shall I send them up ?

I suggest you see them today,

or tomorrow it'll be worse.

The images you've just seen

have gone viral.

During Tuesday's clashes a protester

was hit by a policeman

with a truncheon, causing a gash

on his forehead.

We're at the hospital where this protester

is being treated.

Luckily, he's out of danger

and he's here with us: Riccardo Tirelli.

So, Riccardo, you...

and many others like you,

came to Rome

to exercise your right

to stand up for your rights.

It was a peaceful protest

and then, suddenly, you were attacked.

Actually, I didn't even make it

as far as the protest.

- And we weren't attacked.

- So...

Tell us what happened.

Well...

Me and two friends of mine

got caught up in a group

that was trying to join the protest.

They were already hyped up,

with megaphones, chanting...

A sort of spontaneous fringe gathering.

More or less...

The street was being blocked

by a group of policemen.

- Insults started flying...

- And that's when you were attacked.

We were the ones who attacked.

It's the game of roles.

Every day you get mad

and you suck it up.

You get mad and you suck it up.

You resist and resist, until one day...

you either blow your top

or take it out on someone.

None of us wanted to take it out

on the police.

- But they were sent there.

- And then ?

And then you go back to making

salami for 1,200 euros a month,

after 30 years in the same job,

to seeing your retirement age

get further away,

to having your house robbed of

the few things you own every 5 years,

to praying that you or your family

don't get sick

'cause you'll wait 8 months

for a scan.

In a few months,

my son's starting a Drama degree.

He's the first in the family

to go to uni.

For some reason, he's fond

of the area where he grew up.

What's the likelihood of him staying there

or joining the hundred thousand

people who emigrate every year ?

The images are very gory,

they show that you lost a lot of blood

and that you fainted after you were hit.

But what I want to ask you is:

do you remember what you were thinking

at that moment when...

you lost consciousness ?

I was thinking that...

I didn't want to think about anything.

Maybe this last phrase sums up

all the frustration

felt by a category that feels invisible.

Hold on...

I'm not a category, okay ?

I'm just speaking for myself.

Hey, I'm up here.

I only speak for myself.

Okay.

We're done, I think that'll do.

Hi.

Hi, mum.

Come on, dinner's ready.

You mean that you cooked ?

Indian take-away. Martina brought it.

Martina ?

Come on, let's go !

Now, to end the report

on Tuesday's protest,

let's hear from someone

who was wounded in the clashes.

The images are very gory,

they show that you lost a lot of blood.

Do you remember what you were thinking

at that moment when

you lost consciousness ?

I was thinking that...

I didn't want to think about anything.

Now for our report on nutrition.

You'll win an Oscar!

You're a film star!

You showed them, Riko !

More like they showed me.

You wanted to bust that truncheon

with your head.

Riko !

- Do you like Indian food ?

- Yes.

Do you want to try real Indian food ?

Come to lunch on Sunday.

- Bring your wife.

- Great, thanks.

- See you Sunday. You know where I live.

- Bye.

I know, they've split up three

or four times but always make up.

Patrizio in a steady relationship ?

No way !

Let's see, maybe.

Anyway, you look happy.

I am happy.

But?

But you still haven't told him.

Don't tell him, not ever.

Don't tell him.

And stop having all those doubts.

I love our Monday lunches.

Let's do it more often !

Hi.

I was worried.

There's no need.

So, want to tell me about it?

I'm sure you've heard it all.

No, don't.

No!

I mean it, no.

No?

This is no good.

"This is no good ?".

What do you mean ?

You're the first guy

to ever refuse a blow job.

Edda... let's call it off, okay.

Who are you screwing ?

Sogliani ? Tedeschi ?

One of these days

I'll go get my hair cut by your wife !

I'm dying to have a long chat with her!

I'm outside, come out.

No, I'm not coming in.

You come out.

Well?

- Haven't we said "enough" enough ?

- I'll decide when it's enough.

You'll decide ?

- They broke your wrists last year.

- Are you my uncle ?

- I'm watching, not playing.

- Sure !

What about the casino in Venice ?

Every other day.

And the fruit machines in the county ?

Every other day...

Do you expect us to just sit back

and watch you ?

No, mind your own goddamn business.

And you...

You know how it works with junkies.

You have to hit rock bottom.

I'll be all right.

See you on Friday.

Hi, guys.

- How are you ?

- Good.

Come on in.

My father.

I ate like there's no tomorrow !

Sorry, what ?

I've never eaten so much

in all my life.

- You didn't eat a lot.

- Yes, I did !

- How long have you lived here ?

- I was born here.

Why did your parents choose a place

with the world's worst climate ?

My father's brother lived here

and he persuaded him.

I like it here, I always have.

You're a beautiful family.

You remind me of the stories

my father used to tell me.

He lived with five siblings...

- His parents, and grandparents...

- Don't you like your family ?

Don't you have kids ?

We have a son,

who's almost as old as you.

We wanted to have many more.

But I wasn't able to have any more...

after Luca.

I lost him when I was six months pregnant.

A few more days and he'd have made it.

In these cases the doctors suggest

you see the baby,

otherwise goodness knows

what you'll imagine...

So we held him for a few minutes.

He was perfect.

He had...

Riko's hands !

He was perfect.

I've always wondered

if he managed to take...

at least one breath of our air.

I'm sorry.

It was a long time ago.

Have you been married long ?

Very long.

Maybe too long.

Pavak always says that he's a good man.

- Really ?

- He always says:

"Honest".

Honest...

That's not a family.

- It's an asylum.

- What commotion.

Wonderful commotion.

I need to tell you something.

However much you think I'm a sh*t,

just know that I feel even worse.

But I've not come to say sorry,

I know that's not enough.

I came to tell you that it was my fault.

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