The First Beautiful Thing

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Dear friends,

let's have a round of applause

now that we've reached

the finals of this pageant.

It's time

to crown Miss Pancaldi 1971.

Put your hands together

for this extraordinary jury

led by the incredible

maestro Anselmo Viani,

the famous singer who'll perform

a gem from his repertoire.

Now I have a surprise

for you all

that'll keep you

on the edge of your seats.

This year, the Bagni Pancaldi

committee has decided

to crown one of you mothers

as Miss Summer Mamma.

Our scouts are already getting to work.

Watch out pretty moms,

because you could become

tonight's big star.

The Nuove Dimensioni Band will provide

tonight's musical entertainment.

Hit it!

I see the scouts

are working hard.

Pick Anna! Pick her!

Another mom has been selected,

let's cheer her on!

Friends, let's show some

Bagni Pancaldi love

for these pretty young moms

who'll be tonight's stars.

This way, please.

What a surprise!

Let's meet these lovely moms

from Bagni Pancaldi.

- The first...

- Mara Marmugi.

- Elisa Lorelli.

- Great.

Who, me?

Anna Nigiotti-Michelucci.

Beautiful!

Luana Bertuccelli.

Great. I have a surprise for you all.

Tonight's winner will be chosen

exclusively by one

of our dear friends...

Go ahead, maestro.

Anselmo, you rule!

We have a winner!

Miss Summer Mamma 1971!

- Mom won!

- Watch out, dummy.

Let's get to know our winner.

Here are our lovely assistants,

Marta and Emanuela.

May I say something?

Mrs... Anna, is that right?

You could've easily competed

in the main pageant! Am I right?

Absolutely.

She's hot!

Are you nervous?

A little.

Your flowers... and let's

have a smile for the photographers.

Anna, where are those kids of yours?

Are you really a mom?

There are my kids,

Bruno and Valeria.

Say hi, kids!

They're both great singers,

you should hear them.

- And that must be your husband.

- Mario.

- He's a bit shy.

- Shy... What can I say?

He's a lucky guy!

Let's hear it for this year's

Miss Summer Mamma

and our other contestants, thank you!

- This way?

- Yes.

Let's pick up where we left off

with the main pageant,

back to our contestants.

Here are our finalists...

All right,

we've reached the finals,

let's hear from our judges...

and let's have a round of applause

for them too.

Your votes have been counted...

Geez!

Sorry.

Sorry!

Hey, chief!

So Prof, did you like the goods?

It's a shame to smoke it.

I read that book you gave me,

pretty cool!

Great.

I've got some special stuff,

some pure brown.

I'm all set, but thanks for the offer.

- I'll save a gram for you.

- Thanks but no thanks.

Have a good night, thanks.

Prof, your helmet!

They'll pull you over!

Sweetie...

Caterina waited half an hour for you.

- Who?

- The girl you tutor.

I made rice and roast beef.

It's in the oven...

with the cake.

I already had a slice.

Happy birthday!

Sandra...

Have a seat.

What? I am sitting!

Don't laugh, this is serious.

At least take off your helmet,

you look crazy!

It's off. So has anything

really changed?

I don't think so, do you?

My helmet's off now,

what's changed?

Has anything changed?

Don't think so!

- Can we have this talk or not?

- Honey, what talk?

Sandra, we can't go on like this.

It's clear to everyone, even the cats.

You're better than me...

You went to the park again.

- Don't change the subject...

- You went!

This is serious,

we're breaking up! And...

"You went to the park..."

This is serious!

You spent your birthday

at the park, like a regular junkie!

I can't believe it, Bruno.

At your age!

I've told you before,

I'm not a junkie. At best...

- An occasional user.

- Exactly, at best.

Right, at best!

It's hard to say it, hard to hear it,

it's all very hard,

but it's time for us

to go back to our own homes.

Bruno, I hate to say it

but this is my house.

Then we'll keep pretending

like we don't understand.

Do we want to misunderstand

each other? Then let's.

He's insane, totally insane!

Hey Michelucci, try some veal aspic,

it tastes like sh*t!

- Then you eat it!

- Are you Professor Michelucci?

- Yes.

- There's a young lady here to see you.

But my office hours are on Wednesday.

She's downstairs, will you see her?

Tell her you couldn't find me.

You tried, not a trace!

- Do you have a minute, professor?

- No.

Uncle!

Hey, how are you?

- I'm with mom, didn't you see her?

- No.

- Are you nuts? Why'd you run?

- Valeria, what a nice surprise!

How about that! Hi!

How are you?

How can I get a hold of you?

You don't answer your calls or emails.

- You look well.

- And look how tall Sergio is!

- Aldo. Sergio's my brother.

- Mom's getting worse.

- Valeria, please.

- She's in palliative care now.

It's a matter of weeks.

If you don't go see her,

you'll never forgive yourself.

It's not that I don't want

to see her...

I've got exams to grade,

I'm really busy...

I'd really like to see her.

I'll be in touch, for sure.

Just give me some...

It was nice to see you.

Bye, Aldo.

Say hello to your dad.

I'll call you.

Yeah, I'll call you!

Why me...

What a piece of sh*t!

I can't believe this.

I told you it was useless.

Come on!

What is he doing?

They've stopped giving her chemo,

it's pointless, just pain killers.

Poor thing, she sleeps all the time.

She'll be shocked to see you.

- You already have your license?

- He turned 18 in March.

- In June...

- He's graduating soon.

Then we'll see about college.

Why don't you let him talk?

He's 18, he drives... let him talk.

You didn't tell your girlfriend

you were leaving.

- Who?

- Don't you live with a woman?

Yeah, it's called a "roommate".

I'm taking a nap,

I didn't sleep a wink last night.

So nice to talk to you!

F*** you!

What is this?

It doesn't look like a hospital.

- It's called a "hospice".

- What?

Hospice.

- She's asleep. Go ahead.

- What about you?

I'm going home.

You can sleep in the armchair.

Valeria...

Ma'am, are there any night buses

for the station?

A shuttle?

Get out of here!

You're hurting me!

- Daddy doesn't want you to.

- Shut up, dummy. Go to sleep.

You need to shut up

and get out of this house!

Get out of my sight!

Understand?

You're trying to kill me!

Get dressed kids. We're leaving.

Damn me for agreeing

to stay in Livorno.

Damn me for coming to Livorno.

You suffocated me.

You're trying to kill me!

What are you doing?

You're the one leaving!

You're leaving! The kids stay here!

- I don't want mom to leave.

- Shut up!

- When dad calms down, it'll be fine.

- No, it won't be fine.

Take that off!

You know what?

The three of you, get out! Leave!

Get out of my sight!

I don't want to see you again

for 100 years!

If you dare come up those stairs again

I'll kill you!

Did you all see that?

I kicked her out! Mind your own

f***ing business now.

We're fine.

The show's over.

Did you see everything, Nesi?

Idiot!

Better!

- Mom, I forgot Gigi!

- Your bear? We'll come back for him.

I want him now! He can't stay alone!

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