All Roads Lead to Rome Page #2

Where's my stupid phone?

Aah!

Oh, honey, look.

It's... wow.

It's gotta be here somewhere.

I'm sorry. Sorry, sorry.

Where the hell's my phone?

Oh, sorry, Ms. lady,

but we're almost there.

Sorry.

Wow. It's exactly the same.

20 years in the blink of an eye.

Ohh.

It's really something, isn't it?

Oh.

Where is it?

Where's what? Oh, you know what?

I have to remember

to write to uncle George

and thank him... My cell phone,

which I strongly

suspect you stole.

Well, that would be very

uncharacteristic of me.

I am someone people steal from.

Give it to me!

I don't have it.

Gosh.

Oh, calm dow...

Calm down. Please!

I don't have it.

Give it to me! I don't...

Buongiorno.

You rented the

cottage from George?

I live opposite, so...

Luca?

Maggie?

I thought...

I thought you moved to France.

I moved back.

I bought the old farm,

the villa.

The big villa?

This cannot be happening.

She must be your sister?

She wishes.

This is... This is summer.

She's my daughter.

Your daughter.

I can't believe this.

I know. Me neither. It's...

May I invite you for a

drink in... in my garden?

Oh, that's... That's very nice,

but we just got here,

and we haven't

even unpacked, and...

I understand.

But if you change your mind,

you are very welcome.

Bye.

Bye.

Ma.

Ma!

Yep?

Is he why we're here?

No.

No, no, god, no. I...

I had no idea.

I thought he moved away.

You knew he was back.

I haven't thought of him

in 20 years.

Yeah, right.

Sheez.

Yo.

Oh, my god. Tyler, you're out.

You made bail?

Didn't you, uh, get my text?

My... my mom's such a b*tch.

I think she stole my phone.

How crazy is that?

Babe, you have got

to get back here.

If you don't get back and

take the rap for this,

I am going down,

like down to a place

even lower down than,

like, Chinatown low.

I know, but it's complicated.

Complicated is

how I'm gonna feel...

Tyler. If I go down for this.

I'll try and get home, ok? I...

I love you, Tyler.

Stop it.

You do?

I'll find a way.

I promise.

Ok.

Maybe we should go

say hello, you know?

Might seem rude not to.

You settling in?

Mm-hmm.

It's nice, isn't it?

Yeah.

Oh, see? This must

be his pottery.

It's pretty colors.

Wow.

Hey. Hey.

You came after all.

Come. Let me

offer you something.

Oh, no. I mean, you don't

need to go to any trouble.

Ah, come on. I insist.

You are my guests. Come on.

Wow.

The villa. The villa, yes.

The villa.

So...

You married...

What was it? Jock?

Jack. Jack. Oh, Jack.

I'm happy everything worked out.

I mean, actually, we were...

We were divorced last year,

so I-it didn't...

I'm sorry to hear that.

No, no, no. It's ok.

Just... Please, sit down.

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