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It's what a son does, Ma.

Enjoy the ride.

There you go, Ma.

There you are.

Watch your feet.

I won't rest until I find the men

that did this to you, Ma.

Let me put some lotion on you.

It will help.

Ha!

Oh!

Okay.

You are in a very good mood lately.

I think maybe you

are up to something again.

I knew it.

What is it this time?

I found something

that I can truly achieve.

Not like the other things

that I tried to do.

This was right in front of me

the whole time.

I just didn't see it.

But if I can do this thing, Ma,

it will be big.

I will never understand you, my son.

I gotta go to work, Ma.

Okay?

I love you.

Good night, okay?

- Good night, my son.

- Good night, Ma.

Yes?

Boss, we have a problem.

Your plan, your bg plan?

I got a call from a frend of mne

who knows the Russans

from the dark sde of the sland.

They know about everythng

that we're dong.

They know everythng, Parme.

Word was probably leaked

from the muscle that we hired

to facilitate our power move.

Exposure is inevitable.

I just didn't think

it would come so soon.

All right. All right.

Get everybody together.

I'm on my way.

We'll figure out how to handle this.

Parme, Parme, be careful.

Yeah, yeah. I'm fine, I'm fine.

They won't move on me

so quickly, you know.

We're gonna work this out, F.

Nobody's gonna get

in the way of what I want.

Okay?

Nobody.

Motherf***er!

Ah! Oh!

Oh! Motherf***er!

The blood of the Natve Amercans

s on all of our hands!

People will pay attention.

I will save this ancient land,

you f***ers!

Okay.

Okay, okay, okay.

All right. I'm coming down.

Save our trees!

Save our trees!

Save our trees!

Save our trees!

Save our trees!

Excuse me.

Hello.

I have been in an accident.

Can you help me?

Hey, buddy,

you're getting out or what?

Here it is.

The biggest f***er of the batch.

That's where we start.

Let's go.

Now, what's this?

What are you doing?

Those are mine, gentlemen.

What the hell you doing up there?

You don't look like

one of those protesters.

Get your ass down here!

I'm not going anywhere, gentlemen.

- I start cutting, you'll get down.

- Yeah.

- We got a job to do!

- Yeah!

Knock it off!

- I climb up there, I cut you in half!

- And I'll help!

Who the hell you think you are?

My name is Parmetto Tarzo.

Who the f*** is Parmetto Tarzo?

Exactly.

My name is Parmetto Tarzo,

and I'm not coming down

until I complete my task.

Mr. Tarzo!

We need to know

what the hell you're doing.

Nicholas, are you ready for me?

Trs belle lumre, Mr. Tarzo.

I'm ready when you are.

Good, good.

You can answer

some questions now?

With all due respect, Mr. Tarzo,

you need to come down from there.

You're trespassing.

Who are you?

We bought this land,

and the cops here

told us who you are,

and we mean no disrespect at all,

but we're about to start construction,

and we can't do anything

if you're still up there.

Well, then, you have a problem.

Mr. Tarzo, you still

haven't answered the question.

What is your task here?

I am tree-sitting in protest

of the destruction of this forest,

and I will remain up here

until something is done.

Why the hell do you even care?

- You're a f***ing gangster!

- Whoa! Wait!

Holy sh*t! It's him!

F*** me sideways!

Parmie!

Parmie, the cops called us

to talk you down.

What in God's name

are you doing up there?

He's trying to save the forest.

Hey, I've known you 15 years.

You've never mentioned the forest

or anything to do with nature.

Not once.

What the f***

are you doing up there?

Okay.

Here's the deal from my captain.

We can't force him down.

He may have a weapon.

If we can't talk him down,

we're to issue a closure order

on the whole forest.

No destruction, no construction.

No one but cops allowed entry.

Un-f***ing-believable!

I'm losing an arm and a leg here,

Mr. Tarzo!

Can you guys help me out here?

Take it easy.

Parmie!

Parmie, we don't hear from you

for three weeks.

Now you're perched

in a very tall elm tree,

and you're trying

to save some forest land.

Have you gone insane, my friend?

Oh, my God, no!

Do mo! Do mo! Do mo, Parmie!

Oh, Jesus.

Do mo, Parmie!

Parmie! What in God's name

are you doing?

Why did you bring her here, Officer?

To talk you down, Mr. Tarzo.

Que cosa fa? Que cosa fa?

Scend!

- Mama, go home.

- Scend! Cosa fa?

She's falling apart, Mr. Tarzo.

For Christ's sake!

Just come on down.

Everybody, just shut the f*** up!

I want everybody to leave,

so me and my mom can be alone.

Mommy,

you need to calm down, okay?

You need to go home.

I am not going anywhere

until you tell me

how you ended up up there.

Ma...

Do you remember when I told you

that I had a new plan?

Yes.

Yeah?

Well, because of that plan...

...my men, they...

...they tried to kill me,

but I survived.

I went home...

...and I kept it from you, Ma.

But I fell into a state of despair.

And all my dreams

were destroyed, Mama.

So I decided

that I would take my own life.

But moments

before I ended my existence,

my eyes, they fell on a headline

in a newspaper,

and this sparked a memory inside

my head of a man sitting in a tree.

And this man...

...he was trying to save this...

...very land,

but they intimidated him.

And they got him to come down.

Look, I can save

this ancient land, Ma.

Ah! And that would be something.

People would know your name.

Everything you've always wanted.

That's right.

Who knows me better than you, Ma?

I always knew that this desire

would get you into trouble.

If you just found love, Parmie.

L'amore.

If one person you love

knows your name, this is enough.

Ma, you gotta forget

about this love thing.

How can you say such a thing?

Oh...

My last days on this Earth

are very sad, Parmie.

I should never have left Italy

for this godforsaken island!

Help!

Jesus!

Motherf***er!

What the f***?

Gesu Chrsto!

Oh!

There's...

I...

I love you, Mama.

I love you, my son.

You broke my heart.

What?

Hey...

You're not coming down,

huh, Mr. Tarzo?

No.

Why don't you stay here,

and we'll post some guys

around the edges of the forest.

But you know what?

Make sure nobody says anything

to anybody about this.

All right, Mrs. Tarzo,

we'll take you home, okay?

Okay.

Hey, give me a hand real quick?

You take care of my mother.

I love you, Ma.

Which one of us will die first?

It overwhelms me.

I want it to be me.

What are you talking about?

This is supposed to be

a happy occasion, all right?

Yeah?

Did you read the manual?

Yes.

Hey, careful.

Cheers!

Cheers!

Let's have a baby.

Really?

Are you ready?

I think I am.

I used to think, why mess up

this perfect thing between us

by bringing someone else into it?

And now it seems right.

Like the baby will be us.

You know, not separate,

but an extension.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

- Are you sure?

- Yes, yes, I'm sure.

I want to do it right now.

- Yes, yes, yes!

- You do?

Albert Ensten's Annus MrabIs,

hs year of mracles.

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