The First Beautiful Thing Page #5

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- One cotton candy.

- Mom, there's a line! ...Excuse us!

How much?

Yum, I've always loved cotton candy.

- Sure you can eat that?

- Even kids eat it!

- Have a bite.

- I've always hated it.

- Let's go.

- Could we dance a bit?

- You're nuts.

- Just one dance.

Come on!

Move a bit, it's nice.

Now come here...

Move those feet.

No!

Why? It isn't bad for me.

Nice, hold me close.

I haven't danced in ages.

Nesi only takes me to art exhibits

and the theater.

He's so serious.

But he's kind, he buys the groceries

and pays some bills.

He gave me a bouquet of roses

this big for my birthday!

Let's go, you have a cough.

- Come on...

- No.

We'll dance slow.

Let's slow dance, cheek to cheek.

Can you believe

he asked me to marry him?

- Who?

- Loriano, Nesi.

It'd be a dream come true for him,

he even wrote me a poem.

He writes poems like you,

and he's shy like you.

What a silly man!

He didn't want me to read them,

but I found them!

Come on, move those feet!

You're as stiff as a mummy, darling!

That's it, let's go. Everyone's staring.

Have some fun, for Christ's sake!

You never let yourself go.

Mom...

Why am I so unhappy?

- What did you say?

- Nothing.

You were always such a sourpuss!

You should be more confident.

Bravo!

Wait a sec, mom.

What's so funny?

I want to laugh, too.

- What's your problem?

- I'm dancing with my mom.

Piss off, get lost!

Hey, is she okay?

Mom!

Let go!

- I'll make some breaded cutlets.

- I just need to close up.

- The variety show is on tonight.

- Great!

See you next Wednesday, Mrs. Viviana.

Good night, Mr. Mansani.

I think my sister's getting suspicious.

She almost went downstairs today.

Let's go.

Hurry.

Kids!

I'm hungry, I wanted to buy some bread

but Bruno said no

and hit me in the head.

She was playing ball with the buoy.

Kids, you can't do that.

Armando's right, you've got to behave,

Mrs. Viviana only comes on Wednesdays.

Let's have some pasta.

- It just needs to be heated up.

- Good boy.

- I have to go in 5 minutes.

- Of course, Armando. Come on.

We had a good day today.

How'd you manage to sell

those wet suits?

- I couldn't get rid of them.

- I slashed the price.

Did you see these bills?

They're almost due.

Remember, the suppliers get paid

at the end of the month.

Order some more flippers,

we only have large sizes left.

Good.

What is it Armando?

- Is something wrong?

- No, I'd better go.

We can't seem to sell

these flip flops.

Give them away

with the red suits.

Want to stay for dinner?

We have tons of food.

I can make beef chops too.

You heard my sister, I'd better go.

- Some other time.

- Sure.

All right.

Kids, say bye to Mr. Mansani!

- Help me set the table.

- Good night, Mr. Mansani.

- Honey, what are you wearing?

- Good night.

Why don't you take her

on a roller coaster next time?

Cotton candy?

Sure, now it's my fault.

She wanted to dance

and eat cotton candy.

- I didn't even want to come here...

- Just shut up!

Let her get some rest, she needs it.

And you should be prepared

for anything.

- Doctor, is it time?

- We'll see if she recovers.

The important thing is

that she doesn't suffer.

But she won't be back on her feet.

Doctor,

we've decided to take her home.

- Who decided?

- Shut up, dummy.

- Can we do that?

- No way!

She can receive treatment at home too.

If you can handle it and Anna agrees,

then take her home.

We'll wait and see.

Good night.

- It would be better.

- I don't know.

I'm right here, you know.

God, the door's open!

Hurry up.

Dad!

Son!

What are you doing here?

How are you?

Are you all right?

Don't tell anyone you saw me.

- Not even mom.

- All right.

How's Valeria? Does she bug you?

It's your job to take care of her,

you're a young man now.

This is the situation with mom and I...

- But we'll see...

- Right.

Go on.

Get some sleep.

Come here.

Take this,

don't tell mom I gave it to you.

Go on.

Is she laughing?

She must be immortal.

Remember when she died

at the Bagni Pancaldi?

- Dad was taking pictures...

- No, it was the Super 8 film...

Right.

I remember,

she felt sick and collapsed...

- A congestion.

- Congestion...

They put her on the gurney

in the infirmary,

she was pale and cold...

She was dead!

Then she opened her eyes,

just like that...

"I'd love a cream doughnut!"

What's so funny?

- I want to laugh too.

- We were just chatting.

How do you feel?

No, you can't take that off.

- Would you lift me up?

- Grab a pillow.

Hold on, mom.

Nice and easy, ready?

Easy!

Hush up, you!

Always scolding them.

They're good kids.

Mom, listen.

Since the doctor himself

said it's doable...

Would you prefer to stay here

or go home?

- I've made up my mind.

- What?

I'll marry him.

I don't get it.

- What did she say?

- I don't understand, what?

If the two of you agree...

- Do you think we can do it?

- What, mom?

You're thick!

She wants to marry Loriano,

this guy here.

- Move it!

- Nesi!

- What, Mario?

- You tell her!

Get out of the way!

- Where are they taking me?

- To the hospital, relax.

Don't die on me.

Come get us if she's not there.

Let's not make a scene.

- Should I go in too?

- No.

- What a drag...

- Don't you dare.

Hello? Cardiology.

Dad.

Hello!

It's nothing.

They just need to run some tests,

then I'll go home.

- I'm fine.

- Sure.

- Mom?

- She's outside with Valeria.

- Should I get them?

- No, your aunt will flip out.

Come here.

Here, give this to mom.

Don't read it, put it away.

Put it in your pocket, hide it.

Can I give you a kiss?

Forget it...

Go on, don't worry.

What are you looking at? Go.

Dear Anna,

at this difficult time, I realized

many things I never understood.

I forgive all your mistakes

and I still love you.

I have this heart problem because

I've been far from you and the kids.

So I've decided

that when I get out of here...

- Where's your mother?

- Give it back.

No, it's for your dad's own good,

and yours and your sister's.

- You'll thank me one day.

- Get out of the way.

... when I get out of here

I'll come get you

and we can be together again

if you want.

She can't come in here!

How dare she come in here

after she killed him!

What's she doing? Is she nuts?

This is what dad would've wanted.

- You disgust me! No shame!

- Let's go, ignore them.

Good, get out of here!

Mario wouldn't have wanted you here.

He only loved me

and those poor kids!

He wanted them back, not you!

Poor thing. No one ever loved you

because you're selfish and mean...

- And you're ugly as hell!

- Shame on you!

You deserve to be out on the street!

Let go of me!

And you can forget about the house!

Mario left it to me!

That witch, I'll show her.

I'll hire a lawyer.

Open that door.

Start your engines!

- Here we are.

- Hooray!

- That way.

- Anna in pole position!

- Silly!

- Beautiful home!

Offer these darling nurses

and the doctor something.

Valeria, will you take care of it?

I sure keep you kids busy...

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