Perfect Strangers Page #5

to be the one to give in.

In fact, I think it's wise.

The only couples I see who last

are those where one of the two...

manages to take a step back,

but is really a step ahead.

I don't want us to end up like...

Barbie and Ken.

You full of plastic

and me without any balls.

- I'll change my shirt, it's sticky.

- Good idea.

- The wine's good.

- WhatsApp for Peppe.

- The only one who's not worried.

- It's a photo.

From Isa Clementini.

- Wait, it's not Lucilla !

- Why are you shouting ?

- To emphasize it.

- Isa Clementini sometimes sends me...

You'll break it.

- What's up ?

- Nothing...

- What is it ?

- Can I have a look ?

- It's private.

- Everyone's sharing tonight.

- Let us see.

- Show us or I'll get up...

- Show us that photo.

- Get your hand off it !

- Let go !

- Okay.

Tonight everyone can look...

Well I'll be damned, Peppe !

- You chipped it.

- Let me see.

- Just a sec !

- You have to see this.

You're in the field, how do you...

Which way do you look at this ?

- Whose is it ?

- Guess.

- Looks like she's lying face down.

- Who is she ?

- It's not for you.

- What is it ?

No, no, no...

Have you seen Peppe's girlfriend !

She's not my girlfriend, do you

think I'd have a girlfriend like that ?

- She's doing pilates.

- No, the Sun Salutation.

Peppe had no one for years after

his divorce, now girlfriends, lovers...

You don't have to explain.

1 ,000 points for Peppe.

- Yes, right.

- Hooray for Miss Clementini.

What's that ? A text ?

- Who got a text ?

- You did.

- It's mine, here.

- Afrog ring tone ?

Who, me ?

Do you think I'm that stupid ?

The kids must've done it.

"How are you ?"

How sweet...

Who's Lucio ?

A co-worker from the legal office.

- I don't remember him.

- You were on maternity leave.

He's a nice guy.

Why's he asking how you are ?

Because today I lost my temper

about that case in Basilicata

that's been dragging on.

He noticed I was a bit...

- And you're not replying ?

- No.

I don't understand people

who don't answer texts.

It won't take a second.

This person was kind enough

to ask...

All you have to say is,

"I'm fine, I'm at home."

- That's right.

- Why ? He's not at home.

- That's right.

- I was just saying...

Then write, "I'm fine, thanks.

I'm having dinner with friends."

- That's right.

- Why must he say where he is ?

It's just a matter of principle.

We don't have any privacy any more.

Once phone calls started with:

"How are you ?"

Now it's:
"Where are you ?"

- No, he asked "how are you ?"

- That's my business !

Okay ?

Why should I tell you where I am ?

Why ?

And why the f*** would you care ?

- Why are you taking it out on me ?

- These things are ruining our lives.

They're taking our private lives

away from us.

And we're allowing them to,

day after day, without realizing it.

- Okay, I won't answer it.

- Good, don't answer it.

Guys, this eclipse is having

a bad effect on you.

Rocco, you've got an email.

- I've got a text too.

- No, first Rocco's email.

Scared ?

Scared ofwhat ?

Orizzonti Tour.

The house in Salina's confirmed.

- Thank goodness !

- You were lucky.

Let's read Carlotta's text.

No, I want to read one out.

I've learnt something I want to...

Siri, read email.

You have no new email.

Not even Siri understands you.

What email ?

- It's a message.

- A message.

Siri, read the message.

You have a message

from +393462371733.

Dear Mrs. De Rosa,

we'd like to inform you

we have a spot

available in June.

During this time

we're offering a 25% discount.

Do not hesitate to call us

for further information.

Thank you for contacting us.

La Quiete Home for the Elderly.

- Do you want to answer ?

- I don't want to answer.

Who sends messages at this hour ?!

They're crazy !

- La Quiete ? Is it a rest home ?

- No...

I went there last week with

my friend Rita, her mom's there.

It's lovely, I had a look around

and asked for some information.

- That's all.

- That's all ?

You asked for information

at a rest home ?

That's like going to a funeral and

asking if there's a tomb available.

It's not a rest home.

it's a five-star facility.

So what ?

- Why didn't you tell me ?

- I forgot.

I didn't even save the number.

I don't believe it.

You want to kick mom out.

Don't pass me off as something I'm not.

I'm not kicking anyone out.

- That woman adores you.

- I know.

She helps us out with the kids,

with everything.

- Or am I mistaken ?

- You're not mistaken, but...

But what ?

I love her too, you know that.

But ever since she's been with us,

our dynamics have changed.

Admit it.

Sure... mom, who sleeps

in a cubicle at the end of the hall,

is to blame for our problems.

Yes, that's possible.

Pretend I never said anything.

We don't have problems, it's fine.

I'm fond of Cosimo's mom too,

but if she came to live with us...

I'm sorry, darling,

but I couldn't cope.

With my mother ? I wouldn't want

to live with her either.

Some facilities are so nice

that old folks beg to go there.

- It's like a resort.

- Did she tell you to say that ?

Would you live with Carlotta's mom ?

- My mother's a widow. Hers isn't.

- Mine isn't.

Lele's right... but she can be a pain

in the ass when she wants to be.

I got more slaps from your mom

than from my dad.

- Obviously not enough.

- Your mom's not bursting with charm.

Okay, I'll admit she can be

a bit difficult.

- What time it is ?

- Just after ten.

- Let's go and see the eclipse.

- Yes !

- Leave the phones on the table.

- Can I take mine ? For a photo.

- Okay, just you. Not you !

- Come on, the eclipse !

They're well-organized.

As soon as they bury one,

they send out a message

to find a replacement.

- No joke, they were fully booked.

- I should open a nursing home.

Open one in the hills.

Capers outside, old folks inside.

It's lovely, though

I still see two of them.

There are two,

one on top of the other.

- Lovely, isn't it ?

- Yes.

It won't last much longer,

then it'll disappear.

Listen, I'm sorry about before,

I said it without thinking.

- I wouldn't want you to be upset.

- I'm not upset.

I wonder why eclipses

fascinate us so much.

- The Dark Side of the Moon !

- Great record !

Let's take a photo, come over here.

- Who'll take it ?

- I will.

- Squeeze together.

- I'll bend down or we won't fit.

Wait, darling, I'll do it. Hold it...

- Everyone in ? Smile.

- One...

"Hi".

- What does he want on a Friday night ?

- I don't know.

- Who's Ivano ?

- Her ex.

- He's pissed.

- No.

- I'm joking.

- Let's take the photo.

- Why did you save his number as Ivano ?

- How else ? That's his name.

- By his surname.

- Come on, he's her ex !

- Precisely !

- Exes are dangerous.

They're like the Japanese,

they never give up.

Especially if they got dumped.

That's right.

Bianca ? Bianca ?

- Who broke it off ?

- Me.

Come on, take this photo.

He's harmless,

but it's the principle...

Smile !

One, two...

"I feel like screwing"

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