Perfect Strangers Page #7

- Fine then.

- Wait, let him talk.

Talk ? He hasn't said anything

for 20 years.

What was I supposed to tell you ?

What were you supposed

to tell me ?

We've been friends since childhood,

tell me who you are.

He's the same person

you've always confided in,

and shared everything with.

I wouldn't say everything, Peppe.

He omitted a small detail.

And perhaps he should've told me.

I should have told you ?

- Why ?

- We've slept together.

Took a shower together.

I want to know if my best friend's a fag.

I might decide it's fine by me,

but I want to know, damn it !

"I might decide it's fine by me" ?

Do you hear yourself ?

Do you realize what you said ?

Do you realize

what you didn't say ?

- But what's the problem ?

- I'm asking him, I want to know.

Let me get this straight.

Does it bother you that I'm a fag,

orjust that I didn't tell you ?

- You're going too far, Cosimo.

- Okay...

Ifyou find it normal,

then it's all in my head.

Okay ? It's all good.

I'm exaggerating.

I was wrong. Forgive me.

No, I'm the one who's wrong.

I was wrong to think

we were friends.

Better not drink from the bottle...

F*** off, Rocco !

He's not cheating on you

with another woman,

so he's not questioning

his relationship with you.

He's questioning himself.

He told you lies

because it was inevitable,

but you must decide ifyou want him,

and ifyou can forgive him or not,

that's the real problem.

The real problem is that

Lucio's missing my husband's kisses.

- When did this affair start ?

- What affair ? This is absurd.

Not really. You haven't

touched me in months.

I was sure you had someone else,

maybe a whore like Peppe's.

It would all make sense.

- It'd make sense ?

- How long has it been going on ?

Lele, how long ?

How long has it been going on ?

Not long.

- Can I say something ?

- No.

How many ?

- How many what ?

- How many before him ?

None.

Lucio's the only one.

All right...

Thanks for dinner.

- Let's go, we'll talk at home.

- In front of the kids ?

"Kids, we have something to tell you.

Daddy's a fag !

But don't tell your teacher,

or you'll show daddy up

when he picks you up from school."

- Have you finished ?

- Why don't you say something ?

They're your friends,

they want to know.

Let's go home.

You go home.

It's yours.

Hello, yes ?

Hi, Cosimo, at last !

You're hard to get a hold of.

Don't you check your messages ?

l've left loads

over the last two weeks.

- I know, Maurizio...

- l've called you a hundred times.

- I know, you're right.

- Just tell me if she liked the ring.

Yes, she liked it.

Sorry, now's not a good time.

Well did she like the earrings ?

Sorry, but I really have to go.

I'm tied up. Bye.

Did who like the earrings ?

- You, they were for you.

- For me ?

- Yes...

- I don't wear earrings.

- I don't even have pierced ears.

- Well, I got them...

- You're telling lies.

- No, it's not a lie.

Have I ever lied to you ?

Enough of this game, it's bad for us.

- Too many misunderstandings now.

- They were for Ginevra.

Ginevra ?

What are you talking about ?

Tell me you're not screwing Ginevra.

Screwing Ginevra ?

What do you mean ?

Who were those f***ing

earrings for then ?

Answer it.

- It's Marika, come on.

- Talk to Marika.

It's a work thing...

Bianca, give me that phone.

Give me that phone.

Give me that f***ing phone !

Hello, sweetie ?

Sorry for calling so late, Cosimo...

l panicked. l did the test

and there are two lines on it.

l think it's positive.

l think l'm pregnant. Am l ?

Am l pregnant ? l can't tell,

do two lines mean positive ?

Cosimo, can you hear me ?

Are you there ?

Can you hear me, sweetie ?

F*** !

Bianca !

Bianca.

Open this door.

Open it, please !

You're disgusting.

Eva !

What's wrong ?

Nothing.

- Are you sure ?

- Yes.

What the...

What the f*** !

We've onlyjust gotten married,

we screw every day, we're happy...

Will you tell me why ?

I don't know.

Bianca, I really don't know.

I didn't even want to get married.

I never believed in marriage.

Marriage makes me sad and anxious.

I didn't want a child, either.

What do I know

about bringing kids up ?

I just wanted to be free.

Then that a**hole came along

and turned my life upside-down.

He made me believe we could

be happy and I trusted him, but...

How the f*** does

Marika fit in with this ?

- How the f*** does she fit in ?

- Go away !

- Don't open it.

- Go away !

Carlotta, it's me, open the door.

Will you open the door ?

It doesn't mean anything, you know.

He's just a guy on Facebook.

Look at me !

I don't even know him.

A guy you don't know asks

ifyou're wearing panties ?

It's a game. But we've never met.

We just write to each other.

- Call him.

- What ?

Call him !

I can't, I've never spoken to him.

He's got a family.

- Really ? You have a family too.

- Come on...

- Call him !

- We only write...

- If it's a game, call him.

- Please, don't call him !

- What would I say to him ?

- Let's see how well you know him.

Play the game.

Hello ?

Carlotta, is that you ?

Hi.

- Sorry, was l wrong to write tonight ?

- No, it's okay.

What a surprise !

How come you're calling ?

- I was curious to hear your voice.

- l'm glad you did.

I'd like to meet up too.

But we agreed not to.

Or rather, you didn't want to.

You're right, yes.

I did say that.

lf you've changed your mind,

we could meet, l'd like to.

- Sorry, I have to go now.

- Carlotta, wait.

- What ?

- You've got a nice voice.

- lt's not how l imagined it.

- Bye.

You see...

Are you wearing panties or not ?

Just curious.

We're all very curious,

we'd like to know.

- Are you ?

- Stop it.

- It's an easy question, tell me.

- Please, just stop it.

- Stop it, please !

- Let me see.

Stop it !

- I'm going home.

- Tell the kids about this too.

Tell them their mother

doesn't wear panties.

All this fuss over panties !

Here you go.

- I'm not wearing any, happy ?

- Hey...

- What are you doing ?

- Leave me alone.

After what I've heard tonight,

this is nothing.

I'll tell you a secret you won't find

on my phone, or Lele's.

- Don't do this.

- Quiet, let me finish.

I was driving that night, not Lele.

He took the blame but I was driving.

I was drunk, I'd have ended up in jail.

But what would we have done

with the kids ?

We chose...

what is it we always say ?

The lesser of two evils.

But a man died, I wouldn't

call that the "lesser of two evils".

- Okay, that's enough now.

- Enough what, Lele ?

You do realize we haven't discussed

it since, like it never happened ?

The only thing that's kept us

together was my guilt.

The guilt you've made me feel

over the years.

Why haven't we split up ?

People should learn

how to split up.

If only you'd told me

you were a fag !

It would've made things easier.

Actually, I'm the one who's the fag.

Fag !

Did I say it right ?

When you say it, you always

articulate it like this... fag !

You pronounce it with two Fs

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