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- Michele...

- I have to sort things out for Jonny

He's the bane of my life,

like guys who don't issue receipts.

They let me go, I'm on my way.

Don't bother. Your brother

landed the US contract.

He's a genius!

My brother? Jonny?

Believe me, he's a genius.

We're celebrating at the villa.

Bring everyone.

It's going to be unforgettable.

Come on, call him back!

I tried three times.

His phone's always off.

It'll make me look desperate.

- I'll call him then.

- No, Camilla!

I'll call him one last time.

- It's ringing!

- Told you so.

Sorry, I called a lot.

Sorry I didn't call you back,

I'm working all the time.

I'm still at the office now.

When can you see him?

I was thinking...

When can I see you?

When can you see me?

I don't know...

Are you free tomorrow evening?

Am I free tomorrow evening?

- Totally!

- Yes, I'm free.

I'll call you.

Call me!

Bye, kiss you...

See, easy. Just wait till tomorrow...

Cut it out!

Want us to put a slow number on?

Move it!

I told you to hire foreigners instead.

Here, on the lei. Move it!

I have a recipe

for a really good one...

- Giovanni!

- Hows it going?

Everything's just fine.

Auntie's happy if you're happy

You're happy, right?

Good evening, signora.

Lovely to see you.

You're so elegant.

Who are you this evening?

Princess Sissi?

You're very elegant too.

You like it?

Then I'm happy

Congratulations,

this place is really beautiful.

Yes, we're fond of it.

Really beautiful.

The beautiful part's still to come.

I'll see you later.

Sure, get lost.

What a slut!

- Auntie!

- She's a slut. What can I do?

How do I have to put it?

I can't stomach her.

You get it?

I get it. '

Try another canap then.

I'll see you later.

The poor boy's crazy!

Vanished!

Everything ok?

Wonderful, he's telling me

some great stories.

What were you saying?

You're swam to secrecy.

This villa...

it's beautiful, right?

Well, it doesn't exist

where the tax service is consumed.

It doesn't exist. it's a miracle!

Let's have a drink.

No, I'm interested in this.

Go on.

I'm talking to your dad.

It belongs to a company

that's part of another company

based in Antigua,

which doesn't exist

because it's a palm tree.

A dead palm tree!

Hear that, the palm tree died!

I heard. It died. Let's go.

No, the dead palm interests me.

Go on.

He's interested.

- Let's talk about the Maserati.

- All Fight.

- Got a minute?

- I love these stories.

It's in my uncle's name.

And where's my uncle?

- I don't know

- Where is he?

- He's dead.

- He's dead, Dad.

- Like the palm tree.

- Under the palm tree.

Get it, Giovanni?

This guy's a fiscal ghost!

You're something else!

Did I mention the Filipino maid?

- Something to drink?

- No thanks.

Why're you here?

I'm working. And you?

Me too. it's a party for the agency.

All these people...

I saw your colleagues.

Your boss too.

You saw her'?

Yes, she was around earlier.

You spoke to her'?

To say what?

Nothing.

Since we're both here,

why not go back to the city together?

After? Me and you?

Great idea.

Excuse me, may I have

your attention, please?

Giovanni...

Can you come up here?

What does she want now?

All my boss ever thinks about

is work.

What a drag. Sorry

- Off you go.

- I won't be long.

Good evening.

- What is it?

- Come on.

Forgive the interruption

but I have some important news.

All right...

Giovanni and I,

after two years

of a long and happy engagement

have decided to marry.

Someone doesn't seem too happy.

Speech!

You want a speech?

I'll give you one.

Mr. Berman, let me start with you.

I've wanted to say this

for a long time now.

Mr. Berman, your Crazy Pizza

is a piece of sh*t!

Enough.

No. You want a speech,

you're getting one.

Federica, I'm sick

of the advertising agency,

your dad, the fishes, Cuban salsa...

Don't take it personally.

Federica, I'm sick of you!

What the hell is that idiot saying?

He's an idiot!

How could you imagine marriage?

How could you think of it?

I don't want to marry you.

I don't love you!

I love someone else.

That's Auntie's little Giovanni!

Bravo!

You love someone else?

Then get the hell out of here,

right now! Understand?

- Go.

- I go?

Just go, Giovanni.

You get the message!

Dump the Milanese b*tch,

she fooled y'all

but she couldn't fool me,

I saw her true colors!

Know what?

She can keep all this sh*t!

The villa, the grounds

and the whole shebang!

Sorry.

I get carried away now and then.

Don't cry.

No, baby... Don't cry!

You're lucky.

You're rid of that jerk!

You're a failure! A loser!

You'll never get ahead

without us!

- Who's the failure?

- He is!

- My son?

- Exactly!

Let's see who's the failure now...

Marshal Michele Vernia,

special officer with the Tax Police.

- Not the Tax Police...

- Yes, the Tax Police.

- It's not fair...

- No, it's fair.

Alice, stop!

You're a bastard like the others!

- Let me explain.

- Drop dead!

We're gonna have a blast tonight!

Let me explain, Alice!

One Night?

Alice!

One Night?

Oh, my God...

She fainted.

Poor dear.

What did you do to my gin?

She doesn't even know you!

We waved to each other at Gilez.

What do you know?

She's not in love with you.

She fell for me,

thinking I was you.

I played along to make her love me.

Get it?

So she loves me?

No, she loves me!

- No, she loves me!

- No, me!

Enough!

We'll let her decide.

Ok, bro.

Which one of you is Giovanni?

I am.

He is, he is.

Sometime later

So that was that.

Jonny arrived

and changed my life in a Hash.

I returned to electronic engineering...

Giovanni, the new personnel manager

wants to see you.

Federica changed lives too.

- All right, Cuban music is...

- Emotion!

- It's...

- Vibration!

- It's...

- Feeling!

The music!

Paquito, put the music on!

Dance!

I love you, baby.

Keep that butt tight!

Someone's dancing at the agency too.

That's 2004 finished,

now let's move on to 2005.

Can't we tum a blind eye?

Sure...

Let's turn a blind eye,

two eyes, the mouth, both ears

and shut down the whole company!

Not the company...

My friend, remember this:

the Tax Police...

no peace.

Jonny turned up and everything changed,

fortunately.

How's the love of my life?

The love of your life is fine.

Want to say hi to Dad, sweetheart?

She says you're awesome.

Keep her away from Jonny..

All right.

Come on in, Vernia!

I have to go.

Ok, bye.

Love you.

You're doing a great job, Vernia,

with excellent results.

I have some good news for you.

I see you're from Genoa, by the way.

I'm in love with Genoa.

Such a beautiful city.

There's a great restaurant

by the harbor...

- What's it called?

- There are a few.

This one has a sea view.

It's by the harbor...

Enough small talk...

You're the new section head

for your department.

Happy?

Very happy.

In this company you soon pick out

the people of merit from the rest.

- Right?

- No way!

What are you doing?

I've had it!

I've had it with these goddam watches!

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