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[dramatic music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
[footsteps approaching]
[Carlo] Where are you coming from?
What did you do?
[officer] He was trespassing on public property.
I was just taking a walk through the park.
[officer] And tried to evade an officer.
Look. I wasn't evading you. Okay?
[officer] You didn't have any form of identification.
Here's his ID, officer.
This is what you need, isn't it?
[officer] Well, Mr. Pentecoste, you can go.
- [Carlo] Thanks. - [officer] The ticket'll be mailed to you.
- Yeah. I bet. - Goodbye.
I'm sorry about this, Marghe.
STATE POLICE MILAN POLICE HEADQUARTERS
Sorry for what? You were just walking.
I mean, it was late, you went out to get some air, take a walk. It happens.
But you got picked up by the police.
[Carlo sighs]
[Margherita sighs]
All right. Look.
- I went to the park to... - Carlo...
There's no need.
If I were you, I wouldn't wanna be asked about it.
Wait. What are you saying?
What do you mean?
Hey. Come on.
I can't.
What do you mean?
I can't do this.
[melancholy music playing]
[Carlo] We really need to talk, Marghe.
- Huh? - Come on, Carlo.
- [Carlo] Let's go home and talk about it. - Can't.
What are we doing? I mean...
It's like we're the musicians on the Titanic
who just kept on playing while the ship went down.
Enough.
Marghe...
[car door closes]
...tell me you don't mean that.
[Giulia] You find them okay?
[Margherita] Yeah. I did.
[sighs] I got the keys, and I'm in.
Well, stay as long as you want.
The gallery's set up to house visiting artists
and you're an artist, aren't you?
Architect Verna.
It's beautiful. Wow.
A great place for being depressed.
I can join you.
No, no, no, no.
No. Actually,
I think I wanna be alone tonight.
Okay.
Just sleep on it.
You've dealt with more than enough for one day. You know?
- I love you. - Thank you.
[Giulia] Good night.
[somber music playing]
[sighs heavily]
[train brakes screeching]
[indistinct chatter]
[train doors open]
[train hissing]
[announcer speaking indistinctly]
[cell phone vibrating]
[Carlo groans]
[groans]
[cell phone clicks]
What is it?
One of your students saw you last night.
Saw me doing what? What did I do?
They saw you leaving the symposium accompanied by Ms. Sofia Casadei,
who called, by the way, and dropped out of the course.
Is it safe to assume these two events are linked,
or am I jumping to conclusions?
Are you seriously asking me that or was that rhetorical?
Are you being funny?
I swear I have never been more serious in my life.
It's clear you've drawn your conclusions
and now it seems my career is on the line. Isn't it?
First, the "misunderstanding," as you called it,
and now this too.
You really think that I slept with Sofia?
[dean] That's another thing. Now you call her Sofia.
Before it was "the girl," or "the student." No?
No. I didn't sleep with her.
[dean] Professor Pentecoste,
the code of ethics that you signed doesn't just mention sex,
but inappropriate personal relations between teachers and students.
[inhales deeply] Are you honestly saying that there's nothing unprofessional
going on with you and Sofia Casadei?
["Trampoline" by SHAED playing]
And there goes the Titanic.
♪ I've been having... ♪
♪ Trip and fall in ♪
♪ I've been having dreams ♪
[inaudible]
♪ Wait, if I'm on fire ♪
♪ How am I so deep in love ♪
♪ When I dream of dying ♪
♪ I never feel so loved ♪
♪ Wait, if I'm on fire ♪
♪ I never feel so... ♪
[inaudible]
[train zooming]
Hey. What are you doing here?
I've been trying to call you, but you won't answer your phone.
And you thought it'd be best to just ambush me here then?
What do you mean "ambush"?
I just want to understand what happened at the university.
How do you know about that?
Oh. Of course.
The old geezers of this city gossip. Don't they?
I see the dean just couldn't wait to tell you about it.
He only called me as a consideration. Nothing more.
And what did he tell you?
That I molested a student?
I know you're not the kind of person who would do something like that.
So then why is it so hard to believe I'm worried about you?
You're worried about what'll happen to you.
How it affects you.
You really think I'm here just for me?
Prove that you're not.
Don't blame me for the mess you've created.
It's not my fault that you got fired.
[tense music playing]
[sighs heavily]
I think you better leave.
[door opens]
Call me if you want.
THE WAY THINGS ARE BY SOFIA CASADEI
Hi, Sofia.
Hi, Sauro!
[doorbell ringing]
[indistinct chatter]
[man] Sofia!
I came home.
Do you want something to eat?
No. I'm fine.
I thought I would buy you some flowers, but I think they're too crowded in there.
No. It's not bad.
I found those down in the cellar.
They belonged to Mom, right?
Why are you here? What's going on in Milan?
Tell me.
One minute.
[bag zipping]
What's this?
I wrote it.
How Things Are
[dramatic music playing]
[Sofia] The day my life changed forever
was the day my mother asked me to take a drive with her.
She was like that.
Driven by spontaneous decisions.
When her mind went dark, she decided she needed to get away from everyone.
And when the light came back,
she ran after all of the emotions that she had lost in the meantime.
That day she wanted to take me to the church where she married my father.
He made her happy.
That day I witnessed her last attempt at remembering him.
Remembering their happiness.
[wind whooshing]
[Sofia] I never made it to the church.
That day my mother's last attempt failed.
[car alarm beeping]
The memory faded from her,
as did the salvation that it had brought..
[suspenseful music building]
[inaudible]
[pages rustling]
I'm really late. I'm sorry. I know.
It's okay. Don't worry about it.
[door closes]
Listen, Margherita.
Some clients called. They're interested in Concordia.
Wanted to know if they could see it.
- See it when? - [Eva] Now.
I could go, if that would be better.
Okay.
[dramatic music playing]
[exhales]
Wait a minute, Eva.
I should go.
- These floors are incredible. - Yes.
- Are they all the original tiles? - From the 1800s.
This way.
And this is the real showstopper in the house, the living room.
It's over 60 square meters, plenty of natural light.
It's great. It's everything we wanted.
Here. Follow me.
[chuckles]
- The windows are west facing? - All of them.
The light in here is perfect.
Everything about this is perfect.
I can picture you here.
[woman exhales] So can we!
[man] The only problem now is, how are we gonna decorate it?
He and I have such different tastes on everything.
Actually, the truth is we don't have any taste at all.
I could help. Only if you want, of course.
I have a few ideas for in here.
I know you always thought that Mom was killed in an accident.
I knew that she killed herself, and I never told you.
I didn't ever know how to tell you.
[inhales]
No skid marks were found on the road, Sofia.
So, I kept it from you because I worried it'd be too much to put on you.
What happened to your mom wasn't her fault.
Her illness took her.
[birds chirping]
I'm glad you wrote that story.
It was good for both of us.
And it was perfect because your story's beautiful.
Do you know that?
- You're saying that 'cause you have to. - No.
I don't know much about literature, but, I mean, I know this,
it took a lot of courage to write that.
You can feel that courage in every word.
Well, I couldn't have done it alone. Someone helped me.
Really?
A man.
He was my teacher.
He helped you?
And is this teacher the reason you came back?
Yeah. I suppose he is.
Well...
I suppose I can assume the way that all ended. Right?
[chuckles]
Well, you have my number,
so if you need anything else, give me a call.
Go ahead.
- We wanna take it. Yes. - Oh, great!
I'm happy to hear it!
What are the next steps for us?
I'll have the office call you, and we'll set up an appointment.
- Okay. Perfect. - Perfect.
- Can we drive you back to the office? - No. Thanks. It's not far.
- You bet. Thanks for everything! - Yes. Thank you.
- Goodbye, now. - See you.
[indistinct chatter]
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I should have left as soon as his wife came to see me.
[inhales]
I know it's stupid, but I was convinced for a while
that everything would go back to how it was,
but I couldn't just be his student after that.
[indistinct chatter]
Anyway, it's all over now.
Are you sure?
I am.
So who's that standing in front of my house then?
["I Love You" by Woodkid playing]
[birds chirping]
[Sofia] How did you know where I lived?
You're great at describing places.
[birds chirping]
Well, not just places.
♪ Where the light shivers offshore ♪
I knew that you'd find your own voice.
Your story is one of the best things I've ever read. I mean it.
And you're here just to talk to me about my story?
Yes.
You could've called me.
I know I could have.
But I wanted to see you.
You had your chance already.
You pushed me away. Remember?
♪ You only seem to care about you ♪
♪ Is there any chance You could see me too? ♪
So what do you want?
♪ Is there anything I could do ♪
♪ Just to get some attention from you? ♪
♪ In the waves I've lost every trace of you ♪
♪ Where are you? ♪
[inaudible]
♪ After all I drifted ashore ♪
♪ Through the streams of oceans ♪
♪ Whispers wasted in the sand ♪
♪ As we were dancing in the blue ♪
♪ I was synchronized with you ♪
♪ But now the sound of love Is out of tune ♪
♪ Whatever I feel for you ♪
♪ You only seem to care about you ♪
♪ Is there any chance You could see me too? ♪
♪ 'Cause I love you ♪
♪ Is there anything I could do ♪
♪ Just to get some attention from you? ♪
♪ In the waves I've lost every trace of you ♪
♪ Where are you? ♪
[Carlo] I have to ask for your forgiveness.
[Sofia] What for?
For convincing everyone that there was nothing between you and me.
The school dean,
Margherita...
myself.
I wanted everyone to think it was all a lie.
But the truth is...
I have always wanted this.
And now, wanting this doesn't seem so wrong because this is real.
Is this your favorite Chinese place?
Isn't it good?
[chuckles]
Don't cook much, do you?
What are you saying?
[both laughing]
That wasn't an insult!
Tell me about you.
What do you like?
Someone that fixes bodies by day
and destroys them by night.
And why does it matter?
Shouldn't I know about it?
You've taken care of me.
No one has ever done that before.
That's what matters.
[boxes clatter]
[both breathing heavily]
[train rattling]
[sighs]
[Margherita exhales]
I'LL CALL YOU LATER! M.
[dramatic music playing]
[cell phone vibrating]
[groans]
[door creaks]
[cell phone ringing]
Hey.
Hey. What's going on?
What do you mean "what's going on?" I talked to Dad.
He told me you lost your job. Are you okay?
Margherita's gone.
[Silvia] What?
She left.
I'll come over. Okay? We can talk about it more.
No, no, no, no.
Uh, I... I'm not at home.
[Silvia] Where are you?
In Rimini.
Why the hell are you in Rimini?
Are you with the student?
[chuckles]
Right. Got it. Don't say it, it's better.
Just don't make things worse.
- Call me when you're back. - Okay.
[door closes]
[Sofia groans]
Good morning.
Mm. Breakfast?
Sure. [chuckles]
[doorbell rings]
One second!
I'm coming!
- Who is it? - [Anna] It's me.
Ah. Here you are.
Please. Yes. Come on in.
Who told you I was here?
Well, I also have your friends' numbers. And seeing how you just disappeared...
Whose place is this?
It's Giulia's. It's for artists when their work's in the gallery.
Listen. Why aren't you at the house? Huh?
You're done with Carlo. Is that it?
- I'm not talking about this. - Oh. We're talking, all right.
Margherita? Why don't you tell me anything?
What's going on? What tore you apart?
I slept with someone else.
- Who is he? - What's it matter?
- [Anna] When was this? - Just leave it alone, Mom!
Margherita.
What were you thinking? What happened?
I don't know.
Nothing.
For once, I didn't think. I just... I mean, I don't know.
I followed my instincts.
I did what I wanted. All right? And it just happened.
I felt empowered.
[scoffs]
Margherita, sweetie.
Look. I understand.
Look. Every marriage has its crisis.
But now it's important you be careful with what you do.
- You have to call Carlo... - 'Cause that's what you did?
What? Stay faithful to a marriage? I did.
No. Stay faithful to your husband even if he's cheating on you.
Carlo is having an affair?
It's not about me and Carlo, this is about you and Papa.
What are you saying?
- No. Nothing. - [Anna] No, no, no, no, no.
Tell me. What is it?
Mom, Dad had an affair.
It went on for years.
Huh.
Honey, what are you saying?
Mom, I'm sorry.
I found these letters he sent to a woman named Clara.
[sighs]
[breathes deeply]
[sighs heavily]
[scoffs]
Sorry.
I'd like to see the letters he sent to her.
After...
After a lifetime of pretending not to see it...
Hold on. You knew about it?
[scoffs]
It was a different time, Margherita.
Things were different back then.
I couldn't just decide to leave him.
You have a decision.
But that's why you can't just say that things happen to you, and that's it
because you have the power to make them happen!
[dramatic music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
[Sofia] These donuts are the best in Rimini.
- [Carlo] Mmm. - [Sofia chuckles]
- They don't skimp on the custard. - [Carlo] I noticed.
Do you always wear that bracelet?
Mm.
It was my mom's.
I actually thought I'd lost it. I was a wreck.
Hey. But then it magically reappeared in my bag one day.
"Magically", huh?
There's no explanation for it.
[exhales]
Got anything to tell me?
I have to go back to Milan.
Okay.
[door opens]
Carlo?
[dramatic music playing]
[wine bottle clatters]
I mean, honestly, teaching was just always what made the most sense to me.
It kept me close to writing, and I was able to pay my rent.
[seagulls warbling]
Now, I'll just have to do something else.
Another thing that's fallen apart because of me.
No.
It's all my fault. I'm responsible for losing everything.
You didn't lose everything, you know.
You have your story.
Your new novel.
Are you almost done?
I'm stuck on the ending.
[papers rustling]
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MARGHERITA I MISS YOU...
CAN WE MEET UP TOMORROW?
So you think the two laps we just did will be considered enough?
Tradition says that you have to walk around the lighthouse twice, but you know...
Well, if tradition says so...
[cell phone chimes]
[dramatic music playing]
[seagulls warbling]
Go find your ending, okay?
It's all right.
Safe travels.
[both laughing]
Look. Maybe we should just go out to eat instead.
[both chuckle]
I mean, it doesn't even look that good.
Don't worry about it. You've already done enough.
Like what?
You helped me start over.
But?
There's a "but", right?
It's been years...
I feel like I've forgotten who I am.
And now, suddenly, everything is changing from one minute to the next.
And I can't do anything about it.
I have to just roll with what is.
Without me.
With you.
But...
Look. If we were to keep sleeping together, it would only
ruin what this could be.
["Dirge" by Death In Vegas playing]
Thanks.
What was that for?
You're so beautiful.
Thank you.
[motorcycle engine revving]
ONE MAN, ONE WOMAN
PERMANENTLY DELETE FILE? YES - NO
[inaudible]
YES
[song fades]
[dramatic music playing]
LOOSELY BASED ON "FIDELITY" BY MARCO MISSIROLI
[music fades]