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LOVE IS IMPERFECT I have a secret.
Everyone has always one inside.
Everyone has chosen it and turned it off.
Everyone... wanting and suffering.
And I have a doubt.
It will never, never, never be useless listening to its echo.
Consulting it secretively, and it's...
...the summer that returns, it seemed so far. It's all either more sad, or else it withstands.
That outrageous look that insinuates:
I'll come to take you with my hands.
And I'll be the one you didn't expect.
I'll be that wind that you carry inside.
And this fate that no one has ever chosen. And then, love is a simple thing and now? Now? Now I'll prove it to you.
This is me.
And this is only me in the very moment I have decided
that I can make you laugh but never by coincidence.
This is me if I return and if then I go away.
These are my people.
They are my roads and my faces.
Bridges that bring me to that time when I was a child.
And... burning memories and being honest, I remain present but I am not like I was.
And that desire to tell you laughing: I'll come to take you with my hands.
And I'll be the one you didn't expect.
I'll be that wind that you carry inside.
And this fate that no one has ever chosen. And then...
Hello? Hi, Beba. Good morning.
A psychoanalyst? You're crazy! Can't you search for him by yourself?
You have to stop it.
I'm not your caretaker. You have to stop thinking that I don't have my own life.
As usual, see you? Yes. No, I don't! I was going to go out to do a very important thing. And it's not about my job.
No, I won't tell you! It's my business!
Yes, okay, I'll try.
No! I don't know if I'll be able to find a cool guy as analyst. Got it? I'll find what I'll find!
Okay. Bye, kisses.
- Do you want something? - No, no, nothing. Thanks.
- Come in, please. - Thank you.
Good morning, I'm dr. Galbiati.
I need an appointment with dr. Villanova.
- Are you a patient of him? - No... no, I'm not.
And who recommended you to consult him?
The nameplate! I drive through this street very often, and I've noticed it...
I quickly check the organizer.
"What in the end we need to say is that we can't command the unconscious."
For an appointment with dr. Villanova you have to wait. He won't have an available date sooner than about a month, a month and a half.
- But if you want I'll have time in two weeks. - Yes, it's good. I think it's okay.
Thursday 18, 4:30PM.
- What's the name? - Bollani. Roberta.
Good. I'll wait for you, miss Bollani.
No, it's not me! She is my best friend, she is lawyer. She has no time, then she asked me to search for an analyst for her. But I'm not the patient.
She thinks I'm able to find the right people. Maybe for the others! Because when it's about me I'm a disaster!
But... actually I don't even believe in psychoanalysis. On the contrary, I think that people should solve their own problems by themselves.
I should also pay someone to tell him my messy situation?! That's exaggerated!
Am I blabbering? Probably I'm. I'll report to my friend, thank you. She'll be very happy...
Listen, you can't take the *** out of me, got it? NO! YOU CAN'T TAKE THE *** OUT OF ME! It's not the first time you tell me something and later I discover you've told me ***!
Why are you telling me that. I've never forbid you to do anything.
Have I ever breathed down your neck? HAVE I EVER BREATHED YOUR NECK? No! It doesn't seems to me, I have ever breathed down your neck.
Because I don't care a ***, got it? I DON'T CARE A ***!
No, "I don't care a ***" not meaning that I don't care about you...
Excuse me! A cappuccino, please. Very hot!
...I can't believe it! I can't understand why I'm still together with such a person like you. You're really a ***!
That you are! Analyst okay
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Excuse me! The su...gar.
This is cane sugar, I don't know if it's okay for you.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Oh God! My moped!
Are you hurt?
- Are you hurt? Wait, I help you. - *** off, little ***!
- Your daughter has destroyed my motorbike! ***! - Wait! First of all, she's not my daughter. Second, stop one moment. Can someone help me to lift it?
Everything to talk with that *** mobile phone! She fell down like a ***!
Keep calm!
- My mobile phone, where is my mobile phone? - The mobile phone is there!
- Where is it?! Where is it?! - It's here. Slow down. Keep calm.
What's happening?
What's happening? You take care of this girl, I'll give my personal information to this "gentleman". Give me a piece of paper...
You only have a wound on the eyebrow. Does it hurt anything?
- Ouch! Ouch! It hurts! - Can you move it?
- My car is here, we drive her to the E.R. - Yes. I come. I come. That's my personal info.
- Where is he? Thanks. - I'm here. Bye.
Are you still here?
I've been in there more than an hour.
Well, you're lucky! By the way, today is my day off. I can wait.
Did they see her?
Yes, yes. She only has a problem in her leg. She should only put on it some ice all night long.
And a bruised eyebrow.
They thought, I'm her mother. The same as the "possessed guy"!
No, too young.
- The little girl? - No, you!
Thanks God! At least someone!
- Do you know her? - No. No, I don't! Surely my moped knew her better than me!
I've just discovered her name is Adriana.
I'm Ettore.
Elena.
Together we are really a Homeric couple!
And this is our today's Odyssey.
Iliad... Ettore and Elena, they are in the Iliad.
They will return us her in 15 minutes.
Thanks.
- Are you sure? Don't you want me to drive you in front of your home? - No, no, no! Here is okay, really, thanks.
- Goodbye, it has been a pleasure. - For me too.
Except the accident!
Bye.
He's not your husband?
No!
And in addition he's too old. Don't you think?
What does it means? You would be a nice couple.
- Do you live here? - No, somewhere else.
- So why didn't you accept the-- - Nooo! Here is where my father works. If my mother should see me like this, she would make a scene I'll hardly forget!
Let's say that my father is... softer. He feels guilty because he abandoned us. You can imagine!
Your father is dr. Villanova?
- Yes, are you a patient of him? Do you know him? - No, no, I've read the nameplate.
- Oh...! - Okay, don't forget, he? Take care of you.
- I swear I won't sit again on your moped! - No, not only on mine! Generally on any moped! Given the way you act when you speak at the phone!
Bye!
- Thanks. - You're welcome!
Elena?
You have a good scent.
Thanks.
Elena!! Elena, wait!
- What's up? - My father is not here and I don't want to stay with the ***. Can you drive me at home?
- I'm sorry, I've only one helmet. - It's near here!
- Okay, but two people on the moped with only one helmet... - Yes, but I can't go walking with the leg in these conditions.
- Okay, but I said you I don't have another helmet! - Pleaseee!!
NO!!
Listen-- No, what are you doing?! Hold onto me!
- It's okay this way? - Yes, less strong, otherwise we fall down!
Here we are!
Can I have your number? What? Don't you want to know if I'll be still alive or dead?
Okay... 338-942267
Later I call you, so you have my number too.
- How old are you? - Puh! What a question!
Thirty-five.
I'm eighteen. I look like older, you look like younger, don't we?
Thank you. You're nice.
Wait...
Take me with you, please. At least for tonight. Only one night.
I can't face her.
No, come on. Then your mother will be worried about you.
I tell her I'll sleep by a female friend. Come on! What does it cost to you?
No, really.
Adriana, what are you doing? Are you crying?
Why? Do you never cry?!
She's crazy!
Adriana, wait!