Take Me Away
- Year:
- 2003
- 90 min
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Hi, Luciana.
...the painter!
I live there.
I know where you live,
I see you every day.
That's my house.
That's mine.
Wait.
I'm good in every subject,
we can do
our homework together.
I'm good in Geography too.
I know all the capitals.
Know the capital
of the Philippines?
It's Quezon City.
You are smart.
Will they let you come over?
Yes.
I gave you a discount.
It's one euro instead
of 1.20 for the cans.
The bottles 70 cents
instead of one euro.
- Your total is 52 euros.
- I can't.
- How about 50?
- All right.
Give me the money now.
I have an important meeting,
a half hour ago!
- Did they fix it?
- Yes.
Tony, my van isn't working right.
My mechanic is an idiot.
I'll pay you if you take a look at it.
No money, you're a friend.
Look at that van...
It's the belt.
Luciana,
did you hear about Othello?
No, what happened?
He was selling beer to the gypsies
and since they're mechanics
and something was wrong
with his van,
he asked them for help.
Not only did they fix it,
but they did it for free.
- That was nice.
- Right!
I don't know how much they got,
but it was a lot!
And he didn't realize it?
Who, that fool?
How could he,
even the kids were in on it.
They were showing him
the engine in front
while they cleaned out the back!
- I don't believe it.
- It's the truth.
Last time he told his mother
they stole his van,
but he really sold it
to pay off gambling debts.
That's Othello for you!
I know, but nobody wants
those gypsies around.
Italo's bar is getting signatures
to kick them out.
What do they do wrong?
It's not what they do,
it's what they are.
Do you like to live
over people
who don't have a toilet,
so they do it right in the street?
Come here,
I want to show you something.
What?
I'll show you.
Sit down.
These are my keepsakes
from when I was a kid.
This is my grandmother,
she's dead now.
On my mother's side.
She's pretty.
This is my grandfather,
he fought the Germans.
This is when I was just born.
Okay, it's the wrong one.
That's my cousin,
she's older than me.
She's a nurse now.
Look,
this is your house.
And this is you
looking out the window.
I would see you
but didn't know who you were.
Wow, can I keep it?
- Yes.
- What?
- Whatever you want.
All right.
To my friend, Romana...
She's very nice.
Here you are.
I read your note
that you were up here.
She's a friend from school,
we're doing homework together.
Hi, what's your name?
Her name's Romana.
What a pretty name!
Where do you live?
Next door.
- I can show you if you want.
- Okay.
So you live nearby.
Is that it?
I'm going to have
a house someday.
I have to go.
- Behave and be careful.
- All right.
Bye.
See,
it's an antique.
I always keep it with me,
you never know...
This has every place
in the world in it,
- even though I'll never go there.
- What's here?
- Nothing.
- Just the sea.
The sea!
What?
- Have you been there?
- Yes.
- Is it nice?
- It's really nice!
- Can we go there?
- Sure.
- Do you promise?
- Yes.
- Really?
- Yes.
What do you think, Mom?
- Will it fall?
- It won't.
Can anyone help me?
Who would that 'anyone' be?
How about me?
Good morning, Madame.
- Well? How did it go?
- Take a guess.
I lost out and that's it.
The Carabinieri said
I can press charges
against unknown suspects.
But you wait,
I'll make those damn gypsies pay.
Alfredo,
I have to ask you a favor.
What favor?
You need to pay me right away.
Come on, don't be like that.
If only Venezia
had beaten Juventus,
I would have got 600 euros
but it didn't happen.
If I could just win once,
just once!
You never win, Othello, never!
People like us have
to work for a living!
We pay after 60 days.
It's always been that way.
Where do you get these ideas?
You can't say no to a friend.
I don't have the money!
Look at what we've
made this morning!
Please, I'm in trouble
and don't know what to do.
You deserve it!
You sell beer to
those drunken gypsies!
I'm a supplier, I can't decide
who to sell to and who not.
That's hardly
what's going to ruin your business.
Can you help me,
I'm a refugee from Kosovo.
- Stop that!
- You creep!
Leave her alone!
- They'll kill you!
- Get out, you animal!
You know what?
Go get your beer somewhere else!
- F*** off!
- You animal!
Come here, sweetie.
Let me see.
We'll take you to the hospital,
they'll clean you up.
We'll put that animal behind bars!
Leave me alone,
don't touch me!
What did I do?
Forget it,
she's just a gypsy.
No, my van!
- Where are you going?
- Let me go!
Come here, my little boy!
Mommy, call the firemen!
Don't worry,
they're coming.
Mrs. Romoli!
Do you remember me?
I'm De Angelis's mom, class 2B.
De Angelis... right.
I apologize for not coming
to the teacher conferences.
- But I've been busy.
- That's why I don't remember you.
I know, I'm sorry.
I'll come next month,
I promise.
I'm working on an art exhibition,
I'm a painter.
I promise.
- Is your husband a painter?
- No, a shopkeeper, why?
I don't remember him either.
I know what you're saying,
but my husband and I
are good parents.
Well, I don't know,
but we try to be.
- Do you understand?
- No.
I mean,
we may not follow him
as much as we'd like,
but we care about his education,
we want him to continue.
We want him to go
to high school and university.
Good luck.
What does that mean?
You remind me of
how I used to be.
My students were my own kids,
maybe a little more active.
I thought they'd be smart,
go to university...
Some might be teachers...
Years went by,
some ended up dead or in jail.
But most ended up
at the local bar doing nothing.
All of them,
even the brightest ones.
They all had that same stupid
and ordinary look on their faces.
No, none of them
went to university.
Come on, please.
We've been friends for 15 years,
we've never had problems.
So?
Friends have disagreements
sometimes.
You just have to talk about it.
- A coffee, please.
- Two.
And we worked it out,
didn't we?
Are you fighting
about the other day?
When Marisa wanted
to call the cops?
- What did you do?
- Nothing!
I just slapped a gypsy girl around.
- Killed her?
You can do what you want,
but not in my store!
That's the problem.
You did a lot of damage in it.
I apologized.
They burnt my van,
those crooks.
I wish I had proof it was them.
Alfredo's right,
you can't cause trouble in a store.
Especially a friend's store.
This time those f***ing gypsies
got me,
but all of you could be next!
That's another story.
See, you don't solve anything
by beating them up,
so you have to find
another method.
I know how to get rid of them.
Fear,
we have to scare them.
Really scare them.
I'd better leave.
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde!
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