Naples in Veils Page #3

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If you want some water for the night,

there are bottles in the kitchen.

There's a lot of light in the morning.

It's all right, I'm used to it.

Thank you.

Good night, then.

Good night.

Good night.

You're acting weird.

You're not speaking to me anymore,

what's wrong?

What's wrong...

After everything that's happened...

are you surprised?

It's not that.

That's an excuse,

an excuse to close all the doors again.

Don't be like me, Adriana.

Why, what did you do?

I closed myself up

in that mausoleum of a house,

I turned it into a monument to memory.

Now I wouldn't make that mistake again,

at least I wouldn't be alone.

You like it like this, or else you would

have found someone.

Ah, really? And who, an old man?

I don't like old men,

I've never liked them.

And with the young ones

I'd feel ridiculous.

You have to hurry up, Adriana,

you've got to find a man,

a guy who's with you every day,

to have kids with.

Then you can cheat on him,

but eternal love, passion...

Forget about it, Adriana,

think about living.

Look how beautiful they are.

Yeah, beautiful...

You're almost exactly the same as

Andrea.

Why almost?

He was more...

more confident, at least so it seemed.

But after all, I barely knew him.

We're even, you and me.

We don't know anything about Andrea,

and yet we won't be able to forget him.

Why did you give me all these clothes?

- Don't you like them?

- They're beautiful.

But you shouldn't have.

How do you prefer me?

Are you flirting with me?

Do you mind?

I don't know,

I'm very tired.

Good morning.

- Good morning.

- Don't get up.

- Please, have a seat.

- Thank you.

Forgive me if I brought you here, but it

wasn't appropriate in the office.

It's not a problem.

On my day off I take him to the beach.

- Which one is he?

- Giovanni, that's him.

Doctor,

my boss doesn't know anything about it.

This is a courtesy I'm extending to you.

Thank you.

The photos are yours.

Anyway, the people who entered

your house were not thieves,

they were looking for something.

What?

Maybe something that Galderisi left.

If there was anything at home

I would have noticed.

The house hides things well.

To do things by the book

I should ask for a warrant.

No, please, if that could be avoided

you'd be doing me a favor.

Dad, is there an apple left?

Here it is.

Here.

Aren't you going to introduce yourself?

Doctor Cozzolino, this is Giovanni.

Hi, Adriana.

Giovanni.

She's a real doctor, you know?

- Is Daddy ill?

- No, I'm just a friend.

Then come for a meal with us sometime.

All right, thank you, you're very kind.

Will you peel the apple for me, please?

The knife.

Here it is.

Did Andrea take them?

Don't touch them.

- Why did you take them?

- I didn't know about them.

The police officer showed them to me.

Did he give them to you?

So, did he see you like this?

Did he see you like this?

- Wait.

- No, I'm embarrassed.

Why?

You're so beautiful.

Let me look at you.

Do you like looking at me'?

Does it turn you on?

What did you do that night?

I'm not telling you.

Why?

See the little angels,

they lift the veil.

The veil that reveals the arcane

of alchemy and magic

that will give way to medical science.

Now we're entering this large hall,

that is the finest example

of Neapolitan baroque rococo.

The number and the position of the vases

reveals the tree of life.

After the Masonic labyrinth,

the mysterical journey

ended exactly here,

in front of the great uterus,

the veiled uterus.

To prevent the miracle of birth,

the demon placed his talon...

Adriana, can I tell you something?

You mustn't get mad though.

It's just like a soap opera.

C'mon, twins, the orphanage,

you keeping this guy in the house

like Jane Eyre...

- Thank you, goodbye.

- Goodbye.

I thought he was in danger.

What danger? Adriana, he is the danger.

Little one, look me in the eye.

Did you f*** him too?

A classic!

Two brothers, twins no less,

the competition...

Maybe you're even falling in love.

Pasquale, do you think

I should kick him out?

Little one, only you can know that.

Does your cop friend know anything?

How do you know about Antonio?

Adriana!

I'm only seeing him

for the investigation.

I found a clue:
Andrea left numbers

written on the mirror.

Show me these numbers.

Six!

Something that smells

not quite like a rose.

None of us have got it,

but we've never missed it!

Six, the one that chases the mice.

- What is it?

- A p*ssy.

C'mon... Forty-two. Here it is.

In the morning it wakes you,

at night it won't let you sleep.

But it doesn't rouse

that atrophied thing

you have between your legs.

Forty-two, coffee!

Eighteen!

He's performed another miracle,

he's melted it this year too.

- San Gennaro!

- Eighteen, blood.

Trifecta!

I got a trifecta! 18, 37 and 6.

- What ass!

- I only got a trifecta!

- Ten!

- He's got bigger one than Pel!

The monk, coffee, Punch, Maradona...

What do these numbers mean?

It's Naples.

42, coffee.

18, blood.

The numbers say it, it's Naples.

This city, its secrets...

it doesn't reveal them to anyone.

The break's over.

Let's go.

Are you serious?

Aunty Amnesia's still alive...

Adele, Aunty Amnesia's young,

she's eighty.

Adriana, forget it,

Tecla will take care of it tomorrow.

Don't worry.

Not at all, my pleasure.

What's with her tonight?

She looks like she can't wait to leave.

Adriana still hasn't taken in

what happened to her,

and you should understand her.

She doesn't speak to me anymore.

I wonder where she got that from.

To get a peep out of you...

do you remember?

What do you mean?

What do I mean? Don't pretend

you don't understand.

Truth is the daughter of time.

Talk about Isabella, the things you've

done, about what happened.

Adele... anyway, she knows.

She doesn't know.

In Naples?

In Naples and she doesn't know?

One word more, one word less,

she knows everything!

But it would be good

if she heard it from your mouth.

I better get going, it's late and

tomorrow morning I have to work.

Pasquale, you coming?

What's wrong? Why are you

looking at me like that?

I'm off, speak to you tomorrow.

- Bye, sweetheart.

- Bye, Pasquale.

When we were little girls I liked

scaring her, I played tricks on her.

Your mother was always perfect,

the prettiest, the best behaved.

I was the evil sister

and she was the good one.

Do you remember where you hid

when you were little?

I would shut her up in here in the dark.

Then, when we grew up,

she got all the attention,

all eyes were on her

and she wanted everything:

success, love, Domenico.

And if she didn't succeed

it made her ill,

she really suffered.

These are your father's things.

This is beautiful.

I gave him that, you can keep it.

Aunt...

is it true what they said

about my mother?

Your mother made up a lot of things,

but not everything.

What do you mean, not everything?

Your father and I cheated on her,

we did everything to avoid it happening.

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