Via Margutta Page #3

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- Of course, you're right.

If I was alone over there, I would

have thrown myself out the window!

I don't feel like it, I'm not hungry.

- Come on, let's go.

Don't be like that!

- Come on, Marta!

Hi, Stefano!

- Hi!

Hey, come and sit down over here!

- It's Giorgio!

Sit down, Marta.

Emilio!

- I'll be right there!

I'll have the soup.

- Me, too.

Cute, the little Butterfly.

See that, Gio'?

- Marta, have you been crying?

- Me? No!

- And Christic?

He's gone, thank God.

He got the point, finally.

I was tired of him. Ah, Emilio!

- Yes?

A plate of cannelloni.

- Right away. - Who gives a damn?

That's the spirit, Marta!

Bill, look at this!

He has 30 meals to pay for...

and he's still playing the fool.

- Capri! Giosu! - Giosu?

"Dear friends, I'm thinking

of you with endless pain...

Kisses from Capri. Enjoy your

misery. See you soon, Giosu".

Laugh it up, it's over 30,000 lire!

Don't worry, this time he'll pay.

It might be in marks, but he'll pay.

You're all the same!

What's this guy after?

- He's an admirer of yours.

He heard you sing 2 months ago,

and he still remembers you.

Thomas Ocampo.

Pleased to meet you.

A little dark, but he seems nice.

Go ahead.

Hello, Mr. Contigliani.

- Hello, Donata.

How's it going with the dubbing?

- Four screams in a week.

Still, it's better than nothing.

- And you?

What's an amateur painter to do?

- Very funny!

I said one thing two years ago,

and he still won't forgive me.

Ah, the laugh of Marta!

Always when she's eating.

Leave her alone, poor thing.

If you can't laugh, what's the use?

I envy her.

It's not good to be like us two,

unsettled, full of problems.

You, for example, always sitting there

all tense, your ambition gnawing away.

And you?

Sorry?

What's your problem?

Well, who doesn't have problems?

Emilio!

Listen, Miss, all it takes is a word.

I'll drop everything and come

to Tokyo with you.

Look, I won't even bother with dessert!

Bill, this girl doesn't

understand a thing!

"Well", eh?

I show her "well".

Bill, come with me.

- Where?

Giosu's method, come on!

- Ah, yes.

Where are you going?

- We'll be right back.

It's not about state of mind,

nor is it about pride.

When you're young you want to make it...

and without uselessly wasting time.

You need to be alone.

- That's not always the case.

And nothing justifies

the weight of solitude.

A few words exchanged among friends

is good for you...

a helping hand at the right moment.

Renato!

- Yes?

Put it on my tab.

- Can I buy you a coffee?

No, thanks. Coming?

- No, I'll stay a while.

You should stay, too.

- No, I'm tired.

Excuse me, okay? Bye.

Don't take any notice of him,

he's like that with everyone.

It bothers him because he still

hasn't had the success he deserves.

But he respects you, you know?

He says you're better than other critics.

You're a good girl, Donata.

I can see that Stefano loves you.

Yes, Miss.

I'm the guy who was sitting next

to you, I have to talk to you!

Certain encounters are born inside us

the day we are born into the world.

Translate.

- Certainly.

Why's she laughing, did you translate it?

- Of course, I translated it fine.

Now I have to talk to her...

Well, "goodbee".

- "Goodbye".

"Bye".

- Yes.

Thomas!

Yes? - Do you like pineapple?

- Very much!

Then come, I bought one this morning!

In my studio, even the summer

becomes spring, understand?

Bill, translate for me.

If she laughs again, I'll sock you!

Watch it!

- Alright.

Giosu!

- Hello, friends!

Right now? When did you get back?

The Davidian Giosu Corsetti is off!

He's found his sponsor.

Marco, if you hadn't left that night...

you'd have made your fortune,

I'm telling you.

So you've decided?

- Of course, they're 2 good girls...

friendly, one can get over

that first impression.

Now they're all tanned from the beach.

Put the suitcase in the car.

Anyway, I'm leaving.

Don't you see how suffocating

this place is?

It's a big world out there, and you'll

realise that once you leave Via Margutta.

You should have seen the terrace

of the hotel at Capri.

A nice breakfast and an

endless sea in front of us.

It's a big world out there, you know?

Where did you find this one?

And the paintings, how will you send them?

- What, the paintings?

No, I'll make new paintings,

new inspiration!

You've no idea the slingshots

they have in Germany.

Marco, this is 3 months for the studio...

the money owed to the trattoria,

the maid and the gas.

If I've given you too much,

have a drink on me. - Thanks.

The old shirts and ties I've

left behind, you can have.

They're mine!

- Exactly, keep them.

Why the long faces? I'll be back, I won't

leave you with your debts and brushes.

It breaks my heart to leave.

I'll go, otherwise I'll start crying.

Bye, Stefano, good luck!

- Bye!

Remember, money is your freedom.

Bye, Bill.

- Bye, good luck. - Thanks.

Bye, Marco. Bye, Gio'!

- Bye.

As soon as I get to Zurich,

I'll send you a postcard!

Farewell, Marta!

- Giosu, when did you get back?

Bye, Christic!

- This isn't Christic, it's Thomas!

Thomas Ocampo!

- Yeah, camp here and you'll never make it!

Stop!

Where are you going?

- I'm leaving, going to Zurich!

How sad.

- Why?

He got what he wanted.

If only we were all as good as him.

- Don't talk nonsense!

In a month or two he'll be back here,

thrown out of the country.

He won't get anything that way.

Know what our only salvation is?

Work, just work!

Where's my Japanese girl?

Bill!

Bill!

Where's my Japanese girl?

- She's here with me, don't worry!

What do you mean, don't worry?

- She doesn't understand Italian...

so I'm translating for you.

- Bill, open up! Damn you!

You get up at 6 every morning,

take 2 trams to get to Via Margutta...

then spend all day slogging through

the studios of those freeloaders...

that only pay you when they feel like it.

- Are preaching to me now?

Of course! I could have found you

a job as a maid, if you wanted.

Who is this Marco?

Do me a favour!

If it's bothering you that much,

just leave and forget about it.

I'm in Via Margutta because he's there!

I can't sleep at night, thinking of him!

You're such a fool!

Do you have the cards?

- Of course I do.

Cut them with your left hand.

Here, look:

this is you, the Queen of Coins.

That's the woman who's coming tomorrow.

She's telling her husband that she's...

coming to Rome for the war memorials,

but she's coming to pose for a portrait.

What a whore!

- What else?

This is him, the Jack of Coins.

- What does it say? - Hold on...

Long-lasting love.

- Oh God, then what?

Then divorce...

- Good heavens!

Then what?

- Hold on.

There's also the Two of Swords.

- Well?

Well, if there's a problem,

they won't meet it.

Is there a problem?

- Who knows? Hold on.

What does it say?

- Just a moment, be patient...

Miss...

Miss, I'm sorry but there's a problem.

Sorry? - Mr. Marco asks

if you might leave.

His fiance is up there.

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