Reality Page #5
- You say so?
Surely, you need to have
faith and hope.
Don't worry.
- You say I have to go on like this?
- Of course.
Don't worry.
Good luck.
Auntie.
Don't just stand there,
let's go down and see Unc.
Why are you looking at me like that?
Is he eating?
Not much.
He's parked in front of the TV
night and day.
He's depressed.
It's useless beating around the bush,
you love him
or else you wouldn't be here.
You came because you want to be here.
Yeah, he matters to me.
This won't last,
things like this never do.
He'll get up from the TV
and you have to be here.
Don't jump on him when he talks,
let it go in one ear
and out the other, okay?
Then come up here
and let him talk to himself.
He needs you.
She'll go 1.
Let's get going.
Give us a smile.
Look at these nice fritters,
he loves them.
Are they hot?
Let's go.
Luciano, there's a surprise for you.
Come and see who's here.
So, he's kept giving away stuff?
Luciano!
- Maria! How is he?
- He's at home.
It was a real blow.
But he's tough, he'll get over it,
have him come see us.
- Hi, how are you?
- Can't complain.
- Coffee?
- No thanks, I'm in a hurry.
Say hi to Luciano.
How is he doing?
He's doing therapy,
little by little...
I could tell he was losing his mind.
Losing his mind?
Careful what you say!
He's just a little down,
he hasn't lost his mind.
He'll get better
seeing a psychologist.
What psychologist?
A doctor! It's different.
Say hi, tell him I'll come visit.
Don't worry, he'll come see you.
Bye.
It's official, he's lost it.
Look how he moves!
- See him?
- Yeah, he's dancing.
Ever see me dance?
Isn't that my dancing?
- You're saying it's just like that?
- That's my dance!
You can't be
the only one who dances like that.
Look how he moves, those steps!
Ever seen me dance?
Did you invent that dance?
Remember when
I went for the tryouts?
The things I said,
know what they did, those bastards?
They took what's me
and gave it to them.
So, they stole your ideas.
- You don't believe me?
- Could be.
But you're overdoing it.
You're all against me now,
just because I went a little off.
Why don't you believe me?
You weren't at the tryout,
I'm the only one
who knows what I said.
but you're overdoing it.
- You're willing!
- What do you care?
You've got this nice family,
a wife, kids...
You're hurting them, they see you
sprawled on this couch all day.
It hurts me hard.
You don't care, but I do.
I don't care
if you believe me or not.
What we care about is you.
And I care about all of you, so?
What can I say?
He's a little depressed.
It might be the medication.
It's not the medication,
it's Luciano who's changed.
Laying on that couch night and day.
- What does the doctor say 7
- That it's the Big Brother shock!
Be patient,
"when the show's over,
your husband will recover."
So, it won't last forever.
I don't believe that anymore.
I can't take it, I'm really down.
I know.
I've tried everything,
I confront him, he gets aggressive,
I go along with him and it's worse.
I don't know what else to do.
Don't take it so hard.
I can't do this anymore.
- I'm scared.
- Hush...
I'm scared!
What if he stays like this?
Don't even say that.
I know someone who could help.
in hard times.
I'll talk to him.
Luciano has to feel our love,
love always triumphs.
Today we'll read a powerful
passage from the New Testament.
Here Jesus asks us
to understand ourselves,
to understand the difference
between being and seeming,
between what's true and false.
This is the only way
to understand our limits,
our capabilities.
If we don't know ourselves,
we'll never have the strength
to face life.
we get closer to ourselves.
Often, we run after appearances
and lose ourselves,
and that's not good.
It's not by chance
that someone
knocked at our door today,
a friend of ours
He's asked for our help,
to be part of our community.
He's a richness for us.
We'll help and sustain him.
- Bread.
- Meatballs too.
Meatballs!
- Alright.
- Hi, Luciano.
- Hi.
- How are you?
- Fine.
- More?
- Just a little.
Pasta? Michele, give him some.
Give that woman some chicken.
Cheese.
Papa, when will you be back?
When will I be back?
Tomorrow.
Come here.
See you tomorrow.
Be good kids.
Your jacket.
Thank you, honey.
- Bye, see you tomorrow.
- Don't worry.
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