MISUNDERSTOOD
Where are the children, Duncombe?
They're not here.
I sent them away.
To the Gill's house.
As soon as I realised there was no hope.
They don't know anything yet.
I'll tell Andrea.
He's old enough.
I don't yet know how but I'll find the courage.
Milo...
We'll try to distract him.
He believes that she left.
The nanny should already have arrived.
She will be very helpful.
She's a serious woman, an expert.
Milo... he's so delicate... so fragile.
Just like... like his mother.
Keep him close.
He needs you and you need him.
All right.
Thank for me the whole of the British community please.
Of course.
- Thanks. Accompany the Pastor to his home. - Yes, sir.
Children! Milo! Andrea!
Look who's here!
Dora! Dora!
- Hello, Dora. - Hello, Andrea.
- When did you arrive? - When did you arrive?
- You came back to us? - To work?
How could I? Don't you know I now have a husband and laundry service?
Who would take care of them? No, I just came for a little visit.
Blow, come on, blow.
- I've got a cold! - That's not new!
Come on let's go, I'll take you back home.
Has mum returned?
No, not yet. Come on, say bye to Mrs. Gill.
- Hello. - Dora.
- Hello, Andrea. - Go
Goodbye Mrs. Gill and thank you very much.
Goodbye Mrs. Gill and thank you very much!
Come on, who'll be first!
I'll give you a five metre head start.
- No, ten! - Seven!
Four, six, nine...
- Eight, ten. - Go!
Milo don't run! You'll sweat and you have a cold!
That's not fair, you left before me!
Dad! Dad! Dad!
Milo.
- Dad! - How are you, little fish?
- Well... Did you leave mum in London? - Yes.
- Why? - She still had some things to do.
- When will she get back? - Soon.
- In how many days? - Oh... Two... three...
- How were you at Gill's? - Very well.
Not at all! "Stop that baby, be quiet baby, don't speak baby, don't touch baby..."
And you would stop wouldn't you? Look at him, Mr. Consul, poor baby.
If only you were there daddy...
He chased lions... then he fell from the north pole...
and ripped his shirt.
Good morning children!
- No. No injection! - No Milo!
- No, no, no! - I'll take it orally.
No, Milo.
It's only your nanny. Look at her.
Treasure!
She's dressed for injections.
Oh no.
Here.
I present you my two children... This is Milo...
This is Andrea. This is Miss Luisa.
- What's she for? - Well... She has to clothe you,
feed you... she'll keep you company...
and... she will play with you.
I'm going to play with Andrea.
- Come on. - What will mother do when she returns,
- if she does everything? - I know that we will become friends,
and now give me a nice little kiss.
- Here it is! - Milo!
But why? She's good you know... and she knows so many nice games.
So many!
- Just like Mary Poppins? - Of course!
Do you have a magic bag?
I have a bag, even if it isn't magical.
I'll stay with you for a little. Will you give her your hand?
Of course he'll give me it.
Well done! What a treasure!
You come too, Andrea.
No Andrea. You wait.
I have to speak with him a moment. Milo, go over there, be good.
I have to tell you something.
It's not easy for me... to tell you what I have to say.
You saw...
I had to hire a nanny.
From now on it won't be the same, here at home.
When I sent you to the Gill's house...
I told had them tell you... that mother had to suddenly leave.
And it wasn't true.
Instead she was here at home. Sick...
and...
and during your absence... she got worse.
And now... you see Andrea...
I know.
The Gills said it quietly...
but I heard them anyway.
Stop that!
Better that way Andrea. It gives me pleasure this courage of yours.
I knew you were strong in fact...
I had decided to tell you that...
mother is no more.
But until now I didn't imagine.
Better that way...
everything will be easier in your life.
There is only one thing you have to promise me...
Yes father.
That you won't tell Milo anything.
No father.
Promise?
Promise.
Now go.
- I think you need a nice bath, no? - Yes father.
I know Will...
that if you had been able you would have come.
Don't worry about it.
She smiled until the last you know... I still can't believe it.
The children? No Will. They're children.
What do you think they'll hear
Mummy! The tow...
- Daddy isn't here? - No. He had to stay in the office.
He was waiting for a call from London.
Bye English!
- Go! - Quick get on!
- Franzini! Get down if you have the courage! - No! You get down instead!
- I'll get you off with punches! - What are you doing!
It's always you! But also you Franzini! Down! Down!
Give me my hat you idiot!
Sir. Don't bother. Just forget it.
Done!
Please stop by the stationary shop on Via Maggio.
Of course.
By the way, would you have 180 lire to lend me?
Yes Sir!
Come on my love... this is for the love of Jesus... come on!
- But they don't make Jesus eat this disgusting stuff! - Shame on you!
- Careful! It will spill! - Here he is! Here he is!
- Andrea! Andrea! - Here.
- Hello, Milo. - Close it. There's a draft.
- We missed you too. - You have it?
Yes.
Come on love, eat up.
Go away.
Andrea. Let him eat in peace.
Come on, eat up, it will make...
- you feel better. - No. I don't like it, I'm not hungry and I don't feel like it.
Do what you like then.
I will show your father how much food you left.
Andrea, don't close the door...
don't put yourself out.
You see how good I was. I ate it all.
- You ate it. - No!
Funny.
What do you think you've done? Milo has to nourish himself.
- It had supplements. - It was disgusting.
He's right! What do you feed him?
Good. Show him your example.
I will also tell your father about you. Milo!
But it's two days I have no fever.
Now let's check eh?
Andrea has a neck wound!
Yes. This morning I fought someone. He caled me "English".
Why, aren't you English?
Yes. But when they tell you it's an insult.
Very impressive.
Go and disinfect it at least.
- Look how cool! - Is it stratospheric? - Of course.
It cost 180 lire. Come on, come on.
Quick! Get the counter-weight!
- Hey. Careful about the thermometer! - I'm holding it. - Well done!
- Here... - Do you have matches? - Of course. Against the wind!
Ready for take-off. Go! 10, 9, 8, 7...
- What are you doing idiot! Look! - 3, 2, 1...
Perfect take-off.
It went at least 1000 metres
It hit a cloud.
What are you doing with the window open? You've gone crazy Andrea!
You want him to get pneumonia! Come my little star...
You close the window!
- Oh! The thermometer! - Here it is! - Did it break?
No because I took it out. But if I hadn't been fast...
Why you laughing?
It was your fault you know?
- My fault? - Yes yours. You made his temperature come back. 37.4°.
- Let me see! - Andrea give me the thermometer!
- Exactly 37. You're a liar! - I'm better! I'm better!
Hooray! Hooray!
Go back to bed!
You still have a fever! You have to be in bed, sleeping!
Andrea. Don't touch! Mum.
Dad is not even coming today?
He phoned just a moment ago.
He'll dine out with some guests.
Sir. You're not hungry?
Absolutely!
- Where you going with that? - To eat it.
- Where? - With Milo. - No way!
Milo has to rest now.
Yes Andrea! Come eat here!
Shut up! Sleep!
I'm not tired!
And you go away immediately. Go back to the dining hall.
I don't feel like eating alone.
Come Andrea!
Listen Andrea. I have to do my job here. Your father wants...
Milo to rest in the afternoon... and I have to respect his orders. Understood?
And you too.
Andrea! Andrea! Andrea!
- OK - Good.
Now stop Milo! Sleep!
Come Andrea!
Your brother was good, you saw?
You go away! Andrea!
Sleep Milo. We'll be together later.
Calm down!
No. Go away!
Don't touch me! I won't sleep anyway!
You can shout until tomorrow evening if you want!
I won't get you up...
until you've slept.
I want Andrea!
Stop it! That's enough Milo!
Andrea!
Andrea! Go!
Andrea!
A black crow...
was perched on the highest branch...
of a large tree... with a nice piece of cheese in it's beak.
A small hungry elephant came along...
"Throw me your cheese crow", said the little elephant...
or I will make you have a nice shower.
But the crow didn't let himself be intimidated...
and so... the elephant's trunk launched...
A large... jet... of water...
But I'm still not sleeping.
The elephant had a good laugh... and left.
Then a starving tiger came along...
"Fly down to me", said the tiger sweetly.
Place your cheese...
on my nose...
and I will show you a wonderful game.
But the crow didn't move.
Because... he didn't trust the tiger.
No.
Don't turn it off. I'm still not sleepy.
And how come Andrea? It's late.
I don't know. Can you stay here a little more?
You want to know how the tale ends, eh?
No. I can't believe it Andrea. You're too old now, no?
Yes father.
You want to know why you can't sleep?
Because you're upset about what you did today.
- What did I do? - You didn't do anything to Milo?
He was anxious all day long. He didn't want to sleep...
until I'd come back. You saw how long it took...
him to fall asleep. Why do you do these things Andrea?
You know it's bad for him.
- It's the fault of that... witch, daddy. - Come on Andrea - Yes daddy!
I'll tell you a good one now. Milo didn't have a fever today.
I saw the thermometer. But that woman invented that,
to keep him in bed. If I took care of Milo...
- he wouldn't get ill again. - Don't be silly Andrea.
- Now go to sleep. - What you don't believe me?!
About the fever yes, of course. But maybe you saw badly. Good night.
Good night.
- Daddy? - Yes?
Tomorrow at school, there's the judo tournament.
- Can you come and see me? - I don't think I'll be able to Andrea.
But all the parents are there dad...
OK. If I can. But I can't tell...
the Irish delegation that the Consul isn't here
because he went to his son's judo contest. Don't you think?
- Yes daddy. - Good night
- Maybe tomorrow I'll win, daddy. - Good night.
Fight!
Bussi wins.
Fanzini. Duncombe.
Bow.
Fight.
Well done Franzini!
Go English!
Franzini wins!
Bow.
Ah, it's you. What do you want? Why aren't you in bed?
Listen dad... I have to explain something to you. Today I lost but I was winning.
- Even you saw that when you came, no? - Came where?
- To the Judo! - Oh yes... but don't shout. Stay calm.
How can I be calm!?
I had already almost got his back on the carpet...
there was nothing left, nothing, but then... then you came and then...
- You mean it was better if I hadn't come? - But no! You don't understand!
You told me you wouldn't come... so I wasn't waiting for you any more...
but you came and I suddenly saw you...
so Franzini took the opportunity...
to slip from under and come on top... but I gave it everything Dad. Everything...
just that my arms wouldn't hold me, they shook...
they weren't shaking,
just that they couldn't hold me.
- You're really upset about losing? - No, no it's not that, yes also...
- just that it makes me angry... - Anyway it's not serious.
In fact. You have to also learn to lose.
You'll win next time... when I won't be there.
- Yes Dad. - Now go back to sleep.
Good night.
- I disturbed you didn't I? - No. Not at all.
You were working with the recorder?
Well. Good night.
Good night.
John... why are you inside with this nice sun?
Come into the garden.
You come here.
What did you do? Your hair's a mess.
I was on the swing with Andrea.
What is it, a tape recorder?
Yes.
But it's on! It's recording everything we say?
Yes. Come on say something. Speak.
What should I say?
Recite a poem.
Mine? But I can't recite.
That doesn't matter... Then... wait... read. Try to read this,
- with feeling though. - What is it? No.
Not Eliot. How can I?
Come on. You're embarrassed with me?
OK, I'll try.
That's good.
What do you want? Be quiet. Sleep.
I can't. I'm scared.
Of what? There's the lightening conductor, no?
Yes I know... but I'm scared anyway.
Put your head under the pillow then.
Help I'm drowing! I'm drowning.
OK. OK. Come into my bed.
I'm scared even with you. I want mum.
Stop it.
I want mum...
why doesn't she come back?
You always say she'll be back... and she never does. I want her.
Stop it. Mum has things to do.
Things to do, to do, always things to do. Where is she?
Where do you think? In a place.
Damn how tiresome you are.
What place?
A villa. A wonderful villa.
With a big green lawn.
And there's also a lake with swans.
And then the stables with so many horses.
And Sunday they go hunting foxes...
in the middle of the woods.
Like the paintings in the hallway?
Yes. Well done.
And what's mum doing there?
Mum?
Mum... does what she did here with us.
She prepares breakfast with buttered bread...
she puts lipstick on. And everyone obeys her because...
she's beautiful.
But then why doesn't she do that here. Does she not think of us?
Of course... of course she thinks of us.
Only that... only she can't...
Dad!
Milo.
- I want to go to your bed. - What is it? No darling,
you can't, don't be a nuisance... you have to sleep in your bed.
- I want to be in your bed, not in mine! - No.
Come on, be good little fish...
- I'm scared of thunder... - No. - Yes, I'm scared of thunder.
- There is no more thunder. - Yes. It's still here. - No it went away, listen.
Now you lie here and you'll fall asleep immediately...
I want mum.
Mum is dead.
- What did you tell him? - Nothing Dad. I promise, nothing!
Come sweetheart, come with me.
Dad!
He doesn't believe me. Why? Why doesn't Dad want to believe me?
Come on, count!
1... 2... 3... 4...
5... 7... 9...
8... 10... 12... 13...
15... 17...
Miss, what comes after 17?
What did you say? Milo!
Please stay there! Wait, I'm coming!
- Look out! - Stop it!
What comes after 17?
Milo, for the love of baby Jesus, get down!
You get angry with baby Jesus!
- Come on! Tell me what comes after 17! - I don't know.
- Who put you up there? - Andrea. I'm the stopwatch.
- Andrea. Andrea. Get down... - I can't.
Milo! It doesn't count. I met a wounded horse on the course!
- Go. Start again! - I told you to stop!
- 1... 2... 3... 4... - Andrea!
- Milo, don't move. Andrea! - 5... 7... 9...
12... Watch out for the wounded horse Andrea!
12... Well done!
Andrea, I order you to stop!
That's an order, understood? Stop immediately! Andrea!
1... 2... 3... 5...
Now I want to see if you're brave enough to run me over!
Get out the way!
Get out the way idiot! Get out!
Don't fall!
I could have killed you.
Yes idiot, it would have been better if he had!
Yes, idiot, idiot and idiot!
Just look at this idiot!
She made me even break my bike.
- Miss, help me down, I want to go! - I've had enough! I'm going.
Your Dad will have to find another.
- I can't stand it any more! - Andrea, get me down!
Stay there Milo. I'm coming.
- Come on, put your feet here... - Andrea, you did well. Very well.
She's really an idiot.
- Mum was always happy when I went fast on my bike. - Really!?
She would urge me on... "Quicker Andrea, come on... pedal!"
"Come on, you have to beat the record!" And she looked at her watch.
And... she would give me a prize... Now this idiot.
- What right does she have? - Andrea, shall we make a promise? - Yes.
- Then promise - I promise. Well, what did you make me promise?
- I can't remember any more - Well done!
Ah yes, even she she says sorry, we'll send her away anyway.
- I promise! - Andrea, did the slap hurt you?
No.
- Then can you take me to the lake? - Of course. Now we're free anyway.
And if another comes, we'll send her away too.
- We'll send them all away kicking them in the ass... - Milo!
- Who teaches you these rude words? - You.
Mum would sit here, when she brought us to the lake.
Sat on the ground?
No. She would bring a folding chair.
Andrea, what was mum like?
- You don't remember her? - Before yes, but now not so much.
Well, didn't you see the portrait in the hall?
- Yes. - In summer she was like that. In winter a little paler.
When she ran... she was all red, and would laugh...
I remember that she laughed.
She was always happy. When she played cards, she would cheat!
What did she do?
She would cheat, take...
two cards instead of one.
Why?
Because she wanted to win. Dad caught her out many times...
but she would say if she didn't cheat, she didn't have fun.
- You look like her. - Who? Mum?
Yes, eyes and mouth.
And when you laugh it's the same.
Andrea. What does it mean to be dead?
- It's difficult to explain. - Why?
Try to close your eyes, not breath and block your ears.
You see. It should be like that more or less.
No. I can't see anything.
What did you want to see?
Mum.
To see her you'd have to really die.
- You know what that branch is? - It's a branch that has fallen.
- No, it's an audacity-meter. - What is an a-a-audacity-meter?
It's this, look!
If I hang here, nothing happens. It doesn't creak...
because there is no danger... but if I go a little further it goes "crack".
I've already reached two "cracks"
I want to see if I can do three. If I do three, I beat my own record.
Careful Andrea, it went "crack"!
Yes! One!
Two!
Stop Andrea!
Shut up or I can't hear it!
Come on.
Harder, come on! I'll do it.
No it's mine.
Come on then!
You don't have stength?
- I have more! - Yes, but I spend it!
- 100... 200... - 700... 900...
- Wait! - 500... 600... 700... 800...
900... 1000... 1100... 1200...
1300... 1400... 1500... 1600...
1700... 1800... 1900...
- The idiot forgot them. - The idiot? Good!
Anyway... who's going to see her anymore?
3000... 3100... 3200...
5200... 5300... 5400... 5500...
5600... 5700... 5800!
- Is that enough? - Yes. I think so.
The important thing is to have a nice idea. A great one. The price doesn't matter.
Well, wish me good luck!
Andrea!
Well? What happened? What you doing on the ground? Why you crying?
The money is half mine. Actually more than half.
Milo, let's not start please... I can't take you to Florence...
On the rack? Are you crazy?
- Tomorrow the other one comes, the new one. - Tomorrow?
Yes. And because of you...
Dad chose a really strict one.
Andrea, today is the last day
that we two... that us two can...
do what we like.
Milo, please stop it. Don't insist.
Be good. Don't cry.
No, I insist.
Or cry, but later, wait for me to leave! Bye!
Get out Milo!
Milo, get out the way! Anyway it's useless...
I found it!
- A pipe, a lovely pipe. - He doesn't smoke!
- Who are they? - Two sheriffs...
Milo, don't get distracted... Think hard, we have to find something...
- to give Dad. - An umbrella!
He has four. All of them bought in London. Mum would always...
- bring them when she came back. - Maybe they're broken.
- A raincoat! - No. - A vest!
Yes, a shirt... what a waste to have a rich Dad.
Damn. We just give him the money and he buys...
- what he likes! - Ready?
Now it's your turn Milo. Be still and smile.
Stay still.
It's the photographers fault...
he said half an hour, then he took two.
God, let us arrive a minute... even just one minute... before Dad.
- You're going like a snail. - It's uphill... you're heavy!
Hello!
Look at those two Mr. Consul.
How irresponsible...
But... It's Andrea... and Milo is also there!
Andrea!
Let go of the bus, let go immediately!
You want to kill youself? Let go I told you!
We'll settle this at home!
I don't know what to say Andrea. I give up. It's not worth shouting at you!
You are incorrigible. You don't have the slightest sense of responsibility.
- Are you listening? - Yes Dad.
From now on, for me, you can do whatever...
you like.
All the crazy things you want. Anyway it's useless fighting against you.
But only you...
and not with Milo! Did you understand me?
I didn't want to take him Dad... He wanted to come,
- he always follows me. - And why does he follow?
Because he cares for you, no?
- Yes Dad. - Whereas you obviously do not.
You think you do, but for you he's a toy, some fun...
What do you want?
Happy birthday, Dad.
Ah, it's my birthday.
True, thanks so much.
Open it.
Do you like it Dad?
It's really a magnificent thought...
I am very happy, thank you.
- We bought it with both our money. - Oh yes?
- But I had more... - Now go though, eh? Go over there...
So it's I who should be prudent, eh?
Send me to college Dad... I'm too naughty.
You're not naughty. You're just made that way.
Things don't affect you, they slide off...
I didn't even see you suffer when...
I had said it was lucky for you to be like that.
But be careful not to exaggerate though.
Because at some point, without meaning to...
you could really harm your brother... Now go, go... enough.
Andrea. Thank you for the present.
But there is only one present I want from you. Only one.
Try to be better... at least try. You promise?
Yes Dad.
Children! Where did you hide my right slipper?
Hello, hello? Nazi spy has passed...
She didn't see me.
OK. Received. Stay alert. Only shoot if necessary.
Operation Martian Base in Space continues...
Seen: mysterious...
black figure...
It looks mummified...
probably in a state of hibernation.
threatened by a remote-controlled...
robot! With...
metal fingers...
Arriving Lawrence of Arabia...
and the White Sheik...
Friends or foes?
Attention, attention!
Dinosaur sighting...
Threatening... my right foot.
Base. Sighted new mysterious...
object in distance...
I'll go and explore... Over and out.
- Agent ZK here... - Spy X2 here.
- Can I go and pee? - You disturb me for this?
I'm in the middle of action. Go!
Thank you!
John! Why are you inside with this nice sun?
- Milo! - You come here.
What have you done? Your hair's a mess
I was on the swing with Andrea.
What is it, a tape recorder?
Yes.
Oh God! It's on. And it's recording everything we say?
Yes. Come on say something. Speak.
What should I say?
Recite a poem.
But I can't recite.
That doesn't matter... Then... wait... read.
- Try to read this, with feeling though. - What is it? No.
Not Eliot. How can I?
Come on. You're embarrassed with me?
OK, I'll try.
That's good.
Hello!
Here spy X2, Uncle Will has arrived.
For me it's enough if I can't hear chickens, or children.
- I can get them to pull off the chicken's neck. - But not the children?
Ah, here they are. Come, come in... Thank you, Miss Judy.
- This is Milo. - Milo, what you doing?
- Who told you you could...? - Eat!
- No. - Eat. At least your mouth will be busy...
And this is Andrea.
Hello.
Hello, Andrea. Last time I saw you, you were this small...
You grew. Well done.
Well done, both of you. You go to school?
I go to school.
He's still small.
He's really good. He has all 9 and 10.
Oh my God! I don't want to believe it!
Why?
Because studying is absolutely unnatural.
- A slow suicide. - I study very little.
Almost never.
How do you manage?
Don't tell me you're intelligent by any chance?
- Not particularly. - Thank goodness!
Why?
Becuase intelligence, remember child, is even more dangerous than study.
Don't worry Andrea. Uncle Will is joking.
Not at all.
I'm always convinced by what I say.
- Enough now! - It's for Uncle.
Thanks my dear.
In any case I realise that as educator...
I am of little value.
The truth is I don't like children.
And I don't like old people.
- Andrea, you lack humour. - On the contrary!
Nice reply... well done Andrea!
- Yes, yes, but now go and play. - Yes Father.
And don't make noise.
Break all you like...
but do it in silence.
Let's go Milo.
Uncle Will. What do you have in all those suitcases?
Nothing important. Just some heads.
- Heads? - Yes, little children's heads.
I collect them.
My recorder!
Who touched it Mr. Casilino?
I didn't Mr. Consul
- Someone touched it! A tape's disappeared. - I don't know Mr. Consul.
- You know what there is in the suitcases? - Leave me alone!
Have you gone mad? Milo did you hurt yourself?
- To my head - You are crazy.
What's up, Milo?
I didn't touch it Dad!
You threw him on the ground!
No Dad, I didn't touch your tape recorder.
I hope you aren't lying Andrea.
No Dad. I promise.
Cancelled.
Cancelled, you know what that means?
It's not there anymore. It's gone.
- Can't you make it return? - How can you if it's not there any more?
You must have pressed the wrong button,
but the tape is still good.
Try again. Do something. I'll pay all you like.
Nothing to do with paying, don't you understand?
If it's not there, it's not there.
And yet you seem like an intelligent boy.
Come here, boy!
Yes?
You forgot the tape.
You're crying?
What was on that tape?
- My mother's voice. - Your mother's voice?
- Yes. - And you cry?
Why? Is she dead?
Yes.
Yes?
So sorry little one, but what can I do?
If I were a magician... Come, come poor boy.
Calm down, come on.
I'll give you a drop of stuff and it'll lift you up.
It's strong, eh? It burns. But it's great.
In a minute you'll feel like new man. Come, sit here.
You'll feel immediately better, you'll see.
Hello?
Yes it's me.
What do you want?
OK.
Not today.
Tomorrow. Of course.
- What's happening? - He's drunk!
Not in your room. In mine, it's safer.
Grit your teeth son, let's not leave traces.
No no, not on the carpet.
One last effort.
Here we are.
If I were you, I would try to throw up quietly...
otherwise everyone will arrive.
And I promise you are not a pleasant sight.
- Finished? - Yes.
First you filled up...
then you emptied.
And now a little on the bed.
And now, if your use of reason has returned, remove for me one curiosity...
You get drunk every Thursday,
or today was special?
It's the first time Uncle.
Ah well, you started a little quickly.
I know that sometimes these steps are necessary...
I think you had good motives...
Don't ask me Uncle, I won't tell you.
No no, don't worry...
There's a tacit agreement between us drinkers...
to respect the others' right to get drunk.
Now rest, and try to look presentable for dinner at least.
You know Uncle, it's not true I don't like old people.
And I continue to...
not like children.
There in that tomb is a preacher,
with a huge beard... with the face of a bandit.
There is a poet, with her husband, but she's not famous...
Some Parker, who isn't in the encyclopedia.
This one's son died 100 years ago...
- There is Mum - You're right at home here.
You come often?
Sometimes.
- Oh Dad, they're here even this time. - Yes.
Cornflowers, she liked so much, they're always here.
I wonder who brings them.
- Dad shall I go change the water? - Go.
You know what I often think Will?
I should have forced her to take care of herself.
- Maybe... - Why do you continue to torment yourself?
You couldn't have made her live under a glass bowl...
she would never have been happy.
She was like that, John.
Look Will. Look at Andrea.
The world could collapse...
and he continues to play.
I think you're wrong John.
Andrea is like a dog...
without an owner.
Try to caress him...
Andrea is not a dog.
He's a child... and I expect from him human reactions.
I don't want to offend children or dogs...
but they both share the need for an owner.
I tried to be a friend to Andrea.
Not friend John, owner.
Make him carry a paper in his mouth and you'll see how happy he'll be.
Oh Will. Can't you speak seriously even once?
No, but I'll shut up.
Anyway you've understood me.
Well Dad? Aren't we going?
Listen Will... leave me at the Consulate.
You keep the car and go where you like. I don't know... Florence...
Maybe Andrea wants to go on the go-cart.
Yes. The go-cart, and I'll watch.
I have a delegation of Nigerian students for breakfast.
You also come, and then at 3 we'll take you to the station?
So we'll see you at the restaurant. Don't pick me up.
- I'll come directly with the Nigerians. - OK.
Andrea.
Wouldn't you like to stay with me instead?
Why?
Well, you could help me...
you could open my letters, if you want to of course.
Yes, I want to, I want to.
- Even me, even I want to come! - No, you're with me.
I want to open the letters.
It's boring, it's a job! Go, go...
Let me get off, I want to go with Dad.
Let me go.
Come.
Listen... wouldn't you have prefered to go with Milo to the go-cart?
No Dad. I prefer to be with you 2 million times!
- Let's go? - Of course.
Andrea, where you going?
My office is on the ground floor.
- What, you've never come here? - Never Dad.
Really? Upstairs are the rooms for receptions and parties.
Behold, here works your father. Make yourself comfortable.
- Do you like it? - Yes father.
Sit down. Sit.
Did you see the portrait of the Queen? The big one.
There's a dedicated autograph on it.
To Sir Edward John Duncombe.
How much post, eh?
But the portrait we have of mum at home is nicer.
Here she's a bit sad.
Yes. You're right.
She wasn't like that.
Good morning Mr. Consul.
- Good morning Charles, come in. - Did you see the post?
Yes, thank you Charles. Let me introduce my son Andrea.
- My eldest. - Good morning Andrea, how are you?
- This morning he came here to give me a hand. - Well done.
I had to open his envelopes.
I got distracted Andrea, how stupid of me!
That doesn't matter.
Take this pad and pen and go to that table.
Take the chair.
Give him a hand please Charles.
I'll dictate a letter.
A very important letter...
to our ambassador in Rome.
Come, sit.
Are you ready?
Yes Dad.
Good.
So good luck.
Excuse me.
Thank you Charles.
"My dear ambassador... I reply to you about...
"the projected transfer... to another site...
"of the offices of our consulate... here in Florence.
"There are many problems...
"and I would prefer to tell you in person...
"during my next visit...
"to Rome."
Slower Dad.
You're right, sorry.
- Tell me. - Yes Dad.
Saturday, in school, what important lessons do you have?
Saturday...
class work in maths, why?
Because... I thought to bring you to Rome with me.
- But if you have class work... - Yes Dad. Please!
We could leave by car after you get back from school.
We eat on the way, and in 3 hours we're in Rome...
- and we come back Sunday evening - Really Dad. You mean it?
Of course. Nothing wrong with that. But you'll have to be a perfect secretary...
otherwise why should I bring you?
- Yes Dad. - Meanwhile, let's finish this letter.
Yes Dad.
So. Re-read it.
Where did you get to?
"Dear Ambassador..."
A friend of mine died exactly that way... they boiled him, then they covered him...
in mayonnaise, capers and olives... a nice portion of salad...
Luckily it wasn't a great loss because he was unfriendly.
- But we have to tell Dad. - Better not to.
- Here they are. We've been looking for an hour. - What you doing there?
Come on, quick, we're hungry!
Come on Milo, come! What you doing?
Go back to your table.
What is this novelty.
You don't get up from the table, you know.
And you don't whisper.
If you have something to say, say it out loud.
So. What did you want to tell Andrea?
Come on.
Well?
Mm?
I can't hear.
I told you not to speak in a low voice.
Bring it out! Come on.
What you scared of? Don't worry. No one will eat you.
That's not true! Carnivorous men eat human flesh!
Milo. What are you saying? Have you gone mad?
Uncle Will told me.
They are cannibals, they eat human flesh,
especially if it's tender...
and white.
Milo, I'm certain that your Uncle couldn't...
have said such a shocking thing.
Do you realise what you've done?
You've offended my guests.
Why did you get him angry today.
He had promised me something.
You will see... Wait...
Bye!
They'll roast you, Uncle Will. On the grill!
Let's go.
Andrea, where you going?
Shh. Sleep!
- Andrea, where you going? - Milo, go back to sleep!
Why are you running away from home?
Me? Are you crazy? Go back to bed or you'll get a cold.
- Go! Come on. - If you're not running away why did you take the car?
To wash it. I want to surprise Dad.
I want to surprise him too.
But Dad has been good to me, not to you. What have you got to do with it?
Why has he been good?
He's taking me to Rome.
I don't believe you.
Yes. We're going today, after lunch. Me and him.
I also want to come to Rome.
But Milo we're going for work.
He needs a secretary so he's taking me.
I help him. Please Milo. Go to sleep.
- Even I'll help him! - Shut up! Shut up!
- You can't! You're too young! - You are too.
- I'm the eldest son. - Me too.
Shut up! Shut up!
Listen Milo. If I let you wash the car with me will you stop?
- Will you stop? - Yes.
- And then you'll go to sleep? - What?
And then you'll go to sleep?
- Yes. - What?
OK.
Is the water coming?
Yes.
Don't come down here, you'll get wet, and then get a cold.
Stay there.
Now turn it off.
Milo!
What are you doing? Have you gone mad?
Why did you wet yourself?
Leave me alone.
Come here, I'll dry you.
Milo, stop!
Milo!
- Why do you run, why did you wet yourself? - I didn't do it on purpose.
- Yes, you did it on purpose. - I didn't do it on purpose.
Don't talk nonsense Andrea. Who do you think will believe you?
Why would he have wet himself?
- I don't know but he did! - Not true.
Yes it's true. I saw you perfectly.
And now I'll go and tell Dad.
It's enough that he believes me.
You can't wake him up now. Dad got in late.
He said he shouldn't be called before 9.
Doesn't matter. You tell him when he wakes up.
Just tell him everything I told you.
You'll see. He'll believe me. Now everything has changed.
Yes, and you'll be late for school too.
All right!
Well done. You are even sneezing on purpose now.
Won't you take my temperature.
Hello, Andrea.
Miss Judy. Did Dad leave?
Yes.
Left for Rome?
Yes.
Didn't you explain to him?
Dad didn't take you to Rome.
- Why? - Dad is really angry.
You're dead when he comes back!
Now I even have a fever.
38.2
Didn't you tell him it was you?
No.
You see, even I'm the first-born.
Andrea, can you help me glue?
Is... His Excellence... John Edward Duncombe there?
What did you say?
Yes, tell him his son, he knows me.
- Excuse me. - This way.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Hello? Andrea, where are you?
At home Dad. Good evening Dad.
First of all, who gave you permission to call Rome?
I'll pay Dad. For one week, don't give me pocket money.
Listen Dad. I don't mind that you didn't take me to Rome.
I mind that you believe me.
This time it's not my fault if Milo has fever.
He has a fever?
Yes he does, but only a little. Miss Judy has called the doctor.
Yes, I'll call her later. Listen Dad, this morning I wanted...
Yes Dad. Immediately Dad.
Miss Judy. Come immediately. Dad is here.
What is it Andrea?
Andrea, where are you?
Where did you end up?
What you doing there?
Dad on the phone from Rome wants to speak with you.
Yes? Oh. Good evening Mr. Duncombe.
Actually I thought I wouldn't disturb you.
- To not worry you. - Pass him to me.
A normal cold like other times.
Yes. He ordered the usual things...
and said it's time to take the tonsils out.
Yes, he's sleeping. More than an hour ago...
His fever's going.
No, there's no need to change your plans.
Come when you've decided.
OK. Don't worry Mr. Duncombe. Good night Mr...
Oh sorry. Andrea wanted to speak with you.
Very well...
Good night Mr. Duncombe.
He was in a rush. He says he'll speak with you when he returns.
No. Anyway he's not interested.
But if he thinks I'll pay the phone call, he's crazy!
Santina. The thermos!
Here it is.
Bye Milo. You'll see how lovely the clinic is...
When you come back, I'll make you a ricotta pudding.
- Mr. Consul. The post. - Ah. Thanks.
Bye, Milo.
- Get in the back please. - Please open the door.
I'll give you my tonsils so you can put them in alcohol.
Bye, Milo. Come back soon.
Bye.
Quick, let's go.
Bye, Milo.
Bye, sweetheart.
No, the operation went well... but now he has to go...
for 15 days to the sea to convalesce.
- Ah! - He's not even coming back for one day.
The day after tomorrow he leaves the clinic and Dad will accompany him by car...
to Castilloncello. Him and Miss Judy.
- And you're not going? - Ouch!
- I have school. - Ah!
- Give it to me. - Did I burn them?
No, but it's ironed enough.
So give me something to remove stains.
Don't you have anything else to do? It's late. It's 7 and I have to close.
- Another 5 minutes... - If the guard passes...
and sees the shutter open, it's a 10,000 lire fine.
Go quickly. It's late for you too.
They'll shout at you.
Give it to me. I'll do it.
No one shouts at me anymore.
- Why, have you become good? - I don't know.
For them it's enough that I'm not in the way.
- Do you miss the scoldings? - There you are. - Thanks.
Come back when you like. You keep me company.
I don't need company.
I said you would keep it for me.
OK. If I find 2 hours I'll come. Bye.
- Orange juice, beer... - Hey!
Can I have a beer?
100 lire, thanks.
Coca-Cola.
A popcorn please.
How much is it?
- The coke? - No everything. I'll pay for everything.
200.
There you are.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Fancy cakes, orange.
Fancy cakes, juices, beer.
I'm one of those who if I have my 5 minutes...
I always kick Maria, the waitress...
and Miss Judy I send to hell just as she starts to speak.
And I sent my brother to hospital by beating him...
- What does your Dad say? - I never see my Dad.
- Not even for lunch. - Why, he has a whole day?
No, he's a politician. But I have other ideas.
- You know they operated my appendix? - Yes?
If only you knew! They put me to sleep. But first they tied me.
- Yeah. - With straps. There was gauze, alcohol, scissors, everything...
- What a hospital. My mother has insurance... - And your mother?
- Well my mother... - Why you don't have one?
Of course I do. But she's always in her room. She never leaves.
- Why, is she old? - What old? She's 20.
So she had you when she was 10...
What's that got to do with it? I don't know...
But she... she's the only one I get on with...
She talks, sings, and I record her on tape.
The tape for hair?
- What hair-tape! A magnetic tape! - I gotta go. Bye
Come home, Andreina.
- Wait a little more. We talk, we chat... - I have to go, bye.
- Hey, but what's your name? - Dracula!
- Andrea, I'm back. - Milo, you got better!
- Yes, how many "cracks" did you get to? - Four.
- But who did you come with? - By myself. I escaped...
Come on Andrea. Do it! Now I'll come too!
No Milo. I'm on the limit of safety! No!
- Just until the first "crack". - Stop! It can't hold both of us!
I'm light. They even took my tonsils out.
Stop! No!...
Mr. Consul, Miss Judy just called from the villa. She was very agitated.
- Why? - I don't know. She didn't tell me.
She didn't even know herself... but it seems that both children fell in the lake.
Milo. If something happened to Milo...
No. It's useless to telephone, no one will reply...
not even Miss Judy is there. She went to find the children.
This time he'll pay!
Run!
Milo? Milo?
Dad!
Milo where are you? How are you darling? Are you okay?
God, what a fright!
- Mr. Consul. - Yes? - They climbed up a branch,
the branch broke, and they fell into the water.
Andrea we took to the living room.
What do you mean "you took him"?
The audacity-metre broke.
- What? - I don't know what that means.
But come over there, come to Andrea.
Why did you put him here?
He asked for it.
The syringe please.
Andrea.
You see... everything went well.
Milo... didn't hurt himself.
Don't think about it. You're in a lot of pain...
- What's wrong with him, what did you do? - Be calm Andrea...
you'll see that in a minute you won't feel the pain.
Tighten your fist.
Well done. Like that.
Excuse me?
Milo.
Stay over there. Andrea has hurt himself.
Dad.
Yes son. I'm here.
You're... angry with me?
No, no Andrea. Why should I be?
Yes, because I knew it was dangerous.
But only because of that I did it.
It would help me settle my nerves.
Nerves? Why?
No it's not a worsening... it's only the effect of the injection.
He's falling asleep.
What does he have? Tell me!
Unfortunately I fear there might be a lesion to the spinal column.
What?
Yes.
- How is it possible? - The branch fell on him...
and he hit some stones below.
I don't want to move him.
We have to x-ray him immediately...
and call a specialist.
- Where is the telephone? - Judy?
Take the Doctor to my office.
Come.
No, wait! I'll go.
I'll telephone... I want the best, from Rome, Milan...
from abroad if necessary.
They can fly here.
He's still agitated. He asks for you.
- Here Andrea. I'm here. - Dad.
- Send all those doctors away. Don't call them again. - Why?
Because I don't want them. I don't want them.
But they're here to cure you. To heal you.
They can't. They're not capable.
Yes, yes Andrea. They're the best. The best in the world.
No Dad, I know what a paralysis of the lower limbs means.
I heard them... while they were saying it.
I will not... be able to walk again.
No, no, no. I assure you. You misunderstood.
Let's hope.
Why did you put him in a cage?
Come up, quiet, quiet... what you doing here? Go back to bed.
- What you doing here? - Take him back to bed.
- Let's go Milo. Be good. - I have to say good night to Andrea.
Quiet. I'll tell him for you.
- No me! - You'll tell him when he's better.
And if he gets better in the daytime?
- Promise me one thing... - What? Anything you want.
- Swear it. - I swear.
If I won't be able to walk again, don't cure me.
I told you, you will walk. You're already getting better.
I'm not scared of dying, you know?
Even Mum died.
- Remove the tent, I don't want it! - You have to be under here love.
I don't want it. I don't want to live without Mum.
But I am here dear, I will always be close by... always next to you.
No. You only love Milo.
No. I don't want to live...
without Mum.
You never embrace me.
Mr. Teacher...
I didn't finish the essay...
It doesn't come... I don't know what to write anymore...
I'm sorry.
The whistle...
The whistle is too strong.
Too strong.
It burns.
It's breaking my ear-drums.
Mom, Mom!
It's dark.
Like the tape recorder, I erased your voice.
Only Dad wanted to listen to it.
It's the fever.
I'll give him an injection.
Only a miracle they said. If he survives, he will never move again.
Paralysed Will, from the waist down. He's as if dead.
We can't move him, not even from the sofa. Not even touch him.
He still has the shirt he had yesterday, when he was running and jumping.
I messed everything up.
I thought he was invulnerable, instead... Instead... he was weaker.
And... now it is he who judges me.
He thinks I never loved him.
He can't go like this. Without having me spoken to him.
But he has so few moments of clarity.
Hello. ZK here... I see a very mean animal.
Here mean animal... see good boy to eat.
- Mr. Consul. - Did he wake up? - He's still sleeping, but he seems calm.
Thank you.
Maria told me that you haven't eaten since yesterday.
Would you like me to prepare something?
- No, I don't want anything. Thanks. - Milo. Be quiet.
No. Let him play.
Go and sleep for an hour.
I don't want to sleep. I only want to speak with Andrea.
Every minute could be the last.
Please go upstairs and get my electric razor. Do you mind?
- Of course no Mr. Consul. - Thank you.
The notebook...
I want to finish the exam...
I can't...
Mr. Teacher, I can't...
It's too hard.
He always says that in his delirium. He always talks of this notebook.
About this exercise.
I can't finish it at home.
Dad... can't help me.
One, two, three, four, five, seven, nine...
Eight, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen...
No, Milo!
Why?
Hi Dad.
Hi son.
You slept you know?
- How do you feel? - Well.
So, so.
What's that?
This?
You didn't read it?
No.
I wanted to read it with you. I heard you talk about it in your dream.
You spoke of a homework you couldn't do...
- Maybe I can help you? - No Dad. Don't read it.
I didn't finish it.
I know. Because of that I want to try to help you.
At least once.
If you want.
"Describe your best friend, and explain...
"on what your friendship is based."
"Without any doubt my best friend is my father.
"Naturally he is much older than I, but this makes no difference."
"He's very tall, he's very strong...
"He can easily pick me up with one arm, and he speaks many languages."
"Beyond Father-Son, we are very good friends and...
our friendship is based on many things."
"For example we often play together...
"and there is never a secret between us."
"If sometimes I feel sad, he immediately understands me..."
"So he picks me up, and says to me..."
Why didn't you finish it?
- You never say anything to me. - Andrea...
Do you want us to finish it together?
I beg you. Let's try.
- If you want. - Of course. Immediately.
Let's see how we can continue it...
He picks me up in his arms and he says "My son, forgive me.
"Because it's not true that your father has always understood you...
"He was so blinded by his pain, that he didn't realise...
"that... maybe you suffered even more than him."
True?
What?
"Dad took a long time to understand this. Too long.
"And this is sad... unforgiveable...
"But from now on we will really be friends because... now it's he who asks you...
"and he's proud to ask you...
"you are exactly the son that every father would want to have."
- Is... is that all true Dad? - Yes.
You'll see... that I'll get better...
and I don't care if I can't walk anymore...
But I feel so weak.
So... even if I don't live...
don't be sad.
When Mum... left...
I stayed with you.
But if Mum wants me now.
Dad!
Andrea.
Andrea!
Andrea, I was able to go round the house
with the ball without making a mistake.
Dad. Has he gone to sleep?
Yes.
Will he wake if I give him a kiss?
No.
Go. Go back to play.