Magnifica presenza (Magnificent Presence) Page #5

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They're becoming oppressive,

they stick their noses in everything.

Then when I need them,

I can't find them.

And they're strange,

they say they're actors...

...but they have code words,

they hide.

I wanted to ask you...

...since you're the only one

who believes me...

Have you ever heard

of Livia Morosini?

She must be an actress.

Do you know how to trace her?

Speak formally to her,

don't look at her too much...

...don't ask her name.

Abbess,

that's what they all call her.

Just let me handle it.

Hello.

- Abbess.

- Hello.

Lu!

Livia Morosini

can change her name...

...neighborhood, city, planet...

...but we know how to find her.

Aren't you coming?

At a certain age, it's best to limit

affairs with young women...

...and totally avoid affairs

with the old ones...

...they might be contagious.

Good luck.

Thank you.

Who is it?

Hello,

I'm looking for Alice Tempesta.

- Is that you?

- Yes, that's me.

I have a message for you.

- What's it about?

- It's from...

...your company,

the Apollonio Company.

Fiction, fiction.

What are you saying?

Does the apartment at 37 Via

Cavalcanti mean anything to you?

Livia Morosini...

...does it mean anything to you?

He's always been problematical,

even as a kid, and lately...

- Pumpkin!

- What happened?

You fainted.

Good thing Paolo

was on the tram with you.

He was so nice,

he came in the ambulance.

- Hi.

- How's it going?

I'm Dr. Cuccurullo.

Are you up to

answering a few questions?

How long have you been

having these visions?

Maria, what did you tell him?

Don't be angry with your cousin.

First of all, she's not my cousin...

...my mother and hers are cousins,

we're almost not related.

And these people...

...you see in your house...

...what do they do?

Do they walk through walls?

Are they transparent, can they fly?

Maria, you're a real a**hole!

No, calm down, relax.

Your cousin

is only trying to help you.

Doctor...

...they're normal people.

Men, woman...

Except I'm the only one

who can see them.

Now, that's interesting.

- There's a little boy too.

- What's he like?

He's a boy.

A bit fat, always wants to eat.

- What were you like as a child?

- Normal.

No, remember, you were tubby.

Absolutely not.

Not much, but you were

slightly overweight.

I was never a fat boy.

You see? I didn't say "fat"...

...but you said "fat boy".

- Admit it, come on.

- What? Maria, tell him.

If the doctor says so...

- Okay, I was a tub of lard.

- Good.

Your cousin told me

you had a nervous breakdown.

She also said

your father passed away recently.

Don't worry, we'll cure you,

but you need absolute rest.

Then these symptoms will go.

Let's hope the ghosts go too.

Listen...

So, Pietro, we're agreed:

no more auditions

or things like that.

- Things like what?

- That cause anxiety.

Dreams lead to disappointment

and then a sense of failure.

Why failure?

An audition could go well.

You see? You're deluded.

- Just croissants?

- Just croissants.

But in the daytime.

Doctor, we don't make croissants

in the daytime.

I want you back on your feet.

We'll release you tomorrow...

- I'll only work...

- You'll work?

- Only during the day.

- During the day, it's simple.

- Only during the day.

- Only during the day.

Doctor, am I really, really cured?

- Cured...

- Of course.

Actually, tomorrow

I'll even explain how to...

Excuse me a moment.

Hello?

Get off.

Any trouble, let me know

before it's too late, okay?

You'll see, it'll all work out.

But I'm fine.

I'm completely cured.

- But how are you?

- Just great.

You're sure?

I'm angry.

I didn't want things to go this way.

But I'll find a solution.

I already have an idea.

You know what they say?

When one door closes, another opens.

I've already seen it,

I just have to ring the bell.

I'm off, I have three divorces today.

- Bye.

- Bye.

- Go home.

- I am home.

Go!

Let's see...

...maybe there's a Garibaldi.

One of the satin-like ones.

Nothing, just the usual duplicates.

Anyway, I have another album

for the duplicates.

How does it go?

I don't remember the steps.

There was this one.

On my own it doesn't...

Alright, forgive me.

Forgive me.

I'm apologizing.

What fiction?

Reality.

Who are you?

How do you know our code word?

I don't know

what they told you about me...

...so I'll tell you everything I know...

...but then I never want

to speak about this again.

It's too painful for me.

My name is Livia Morosini...

...and I should have been

here too, with them...

...in this house...

...69 years ago.

They were hidden...

...in a small room...

...with a low ceiling, somewhere.

The opening had been blocked...

...by a piece of antique furniture

which was very heavy.

The one who hid them

was tortured and killed.

They put a small heater in the room...

...a very old one.

Incredible!

With all that was happening outside...

...to die in 1943...

...because of a faulty heater.

Excuse me a moment.

Ma'am...

The company was on tour.

They crossed borders

and moved freely in Europe.

We'd be invited to embassies,

to official dinners.

We were at war,

yet we were drinking champagne.

But meantime we were in contact

with the partisans.

They were spies...

We were spies.

All I remember about that evening

were the shots and screams.

Fifteen minutes before curtain...

...all hell broke loose.

When I heard they'd found bodies...

...I knew right away it was them.

But by then I was far away

in Buenos Aires...

...with another identity...

...another life.

What's the matter?

- Meaning?

- What's he doing here?

Don't worry, he's here for me

not for you, understand?

- Understand?

- What?

Look at this beauty...

...we're going to Naples,

he wants me to meet his family...

...maybe we'll move there.

Don't tell me,

another door opened!

And the baby?

I still have to give him

the good news.

But he's a doctor, he'll know.

- No, he won't, he's so good-hearted.

- Okay, but he's a doctor.

Let's go, he wants

to have a toast with you.

- Where?

- At the snack bar.

- I can't, I have to go...

- You have to help me, okay?

- Don't be a pain, let's go.

- Okay, let's go.

I have to thank you.

If you hadn't come to the hospital...

Of course, I was concerned

about your physical health...

...but I'd never have met Maria.

So, you're well, aren't you?

- Honey, you've been cured, right?

- Yes.

I'm perfectly cured.

Also because visions

are sort of my field...

...my specialty.

I've cured thirty-two.

Thirty-three.

Pietro, are you alright?

Thirty-two.

- Okay, let's have a toast.

- To our meeting.

And one for Pietro.

Excuse me.

- Just a moment.

- Pietro, where are you going?

Ivan!

- What are you doing here?

- Hi, Pietro.

- Let's go.

- Wait.

Come on, take my hand.

Come on! Wait for what...

Are you totally crazy?

It's normal, a minor setback.

Phase B.

That's why I asked him

all those questions.

You're so good!

Wait.

It's dangerous.

Maria, drink.

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