Sinyora Enrica ile Italyan Olmak Page #6

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- Come on! Say it again.

- No!

- Come on!

- No way!

I insist, please Ekin!

Sorry Salvatore.

OK.

I think it was like...

You are the Goddess of love.

Star of the suns.

I am yours against all your

deformity.

I just belong to you...

You are so romantic.

Come here!

But here...

It's ok, no one will see us here!

Good morning.

No orange juice this morning?

Where have you been?

You didn't come home last night?

How did you figure that?

I knocked on your door this

morning, you weren't there.

I was in Valentina's room. You were

asleep when we came back, Signora.

Don't be polite to me like that!

So, what happened?

You'll never know!

She wasn't there when I woke up.

Do you know where she is?

Did you hook up with her?

Come on!

I said did you hook up with Valentina?

So!

Where?

Why do you say it like that?

Did you hook up with her in my house?

I really don't understand these

questions. No we didn't make out here!

We were too drunk and we passed out

immediately after we came home.

Did you see Valentina?

I'm leaving soon...

...thinking of sending a postcard

to my uncle.

About my decision to stay here...

This girl is really gonna kill me...

Hello?

Hello, Valentina!

- Raffo?

- Hi Salvatore. How are you?

Have you seen Valentina?

- No, I haven't seen her.

- By the way I'm fine, thank you.

Hey, look at me!

Don't say a word!

I'll talk to you later.

Vale, what's happening?

Vale, what's happening?

Stop whining like a girl!

Who do you think you are?

You jackass!

What the hell are you doing with

this guy?

Was I supposed to ask you who to

hang out with?

Of course you should!

Oh really? Why should I?

Cause you kissed me!

How old are you? Twelve or something!

So what if I kissed you?

I see, that's all then!

Yes it's all Ekin. It's only for sex!

What the f*** are you looking for?

Mind your own business!

But I just thought...

What did you think?

Did you think that you would be an

Italian with making pasta and...

...talking Italian with Signora Enrica!

Do you think that, Ekin?

Let's go!

Who are you?

So called Salvatore!

F*** off!

Why is my father's bicycle here?

Welcome.

I see you learnt to speak Italian.

What are you doing here?

Should I have asked you before

coming?

Do I need to get permission from

you to be in my own house?

You're drunk Giovanni!

I know who you get the courage

from to talk to me like this!

Ok Gianni, I'll let Signora Enrica

know that you're here!

Don't worry!

She went to tombola!

Weird! The woman never

went anywhere for years...

I have never seen her go

anywhere for all these years...

...but now I find out from my friends

that she went to tombola!

Actually, I didn't see much of her

when I was a little child either but...

Giovanni, I still don't get the point!

I saw you two!

You were dancing!

So it was you outside!

Maybe it was you on the phone!

Giovanni you're drunk!

Like that time...

At first, I didn't think that

you could go this far.

I think you're exaggerating!

Now I see that you've gone too far

but remember that this not your home!

I can't stand anymore.

I'm going my room.

Where are you running to, you bastard!

This has gone too far!

What do you want from me!

Tell me! Is this what you want!

Bravo! Bravo!

Well done Ekin!

Keep going!

Signora Enrica, it's not how it seems!

Get out of my house!

But Signora!

I said get out!

Get out off here!

Giovanni? Giovanni, are you ok?

Giovanni?

I put some money in the envelope.

It's near the door.

Should be enough to get you

by for a while.

I'm not here for that!

I came to get my father's belongings.

They are in the downstairs

storage, aren't they?

# When I was child... #

# I was always crying for you not to

send me to the boarding school. #

You were trying to

get me away from you.

# The rage you had for

my father... #

# ...was so strong... #

# ...you involved me in it too... #

# Whereas... #

# ...I didn't even have a clue about

anything that went on... #

# Now I know everything... #

But now I don't have a mother...

# 1960 SAN LEO CHAMPION

'SALVATORE FRANCESCO FABBRI'#

By the way, that knife was mine...

Mom!

# What about your story? #

How did you come here?

You mean my story?

It's a long story. My father is a

shop owner in Istanbul, Grand Bazaar.

Wait a minute!

Here's his business card.

# When I grew up he wanted

me to work with him... #

# He wanted me to learn the art of trade. #

# Anyway, I have an uncle as well.

He is a great guy. #

# He likes Italy. #

# Now he is investing

in the wine business. #

# He always wanted to work with me! #

But my father won't allow this.

Anyway my uncle sent me

here to...

...travel around and gain knowledge.

So it seems that he hit the jackpot.

# Now because of me... #

# ...they don't talk to each other. #

# Just like your wine... #

# ...I am a very valuable asset. #

As we talk about it,

shall we open the wine?

- Ekin!

# - Ok ok! I forgot it! #

Welcome! How may I serve you?

Are you American?

German?

Spanish?

I'm Italian.

I'm looking for Ekin.

Now, I get it!

I try to find Ekin.

Where is Ekin?

Ekin isn't here!

I don't have a son Ekin!

Get away! Leave here!

Get away!

"You were right, everybody can change."

Cheers Signora Enrica.

Cheers Ekin.

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