All Roads Lead to Rome Page #5

Take that small road.

What, that one?

Yeah, that one. Why?

Because it's quicker.

Turn. Turn.

I am.

Yeah, we will have

the advantage.

Ok.

Voil.

Or whatever.

Arrivederci, grandma!

What the...

Roma.

Fine.

Rome first, and then

I'll fly from there.

Deal?

How far is it to Rome, anyway?

300 chilometri.

300 kilometers? It'll be

the middle of the night

before we get there if we

don't take the Autostrada.

No Autostrada. No hurry.

3:
00 tomorrow.

You're supposed to be

there at 3:
00 tomorrow?

Why is it so important?

What is it you have to do?

I hope you realize what a

sacrifice I'm making here.

I have someone waiting for

me in New York, you know.

He needs help, or

he's gonna go to jail,

and I'm the only one

who can save him.

I guess you wouldn't

understand that.

Why?

Because I love him.

And he loves me, too.

But he says that if

I don't help him now,

we'll have no future together.

You know, he's desperate.

He's been waiting

for days already.

Ho aspettato 50 anni.

Hey, that's...

I needed.

You're sure they're gonna

come by here, right?

Yes. 100%.

What's that,

that picture?

Nothing.

Hey, you.

I tell you about me and Tyler,

and you say, "nothing."

How's that fair?

Who's that?

"Candy & Marcel."

Candy, Carmen.

Is this you?

E Marcellino.

What were you, part of some

pop group or something?

S.

We were very young,

and Marcello gaspari...

arrive in my town,

and we sing together.

We made a tour

in Napoli, Roma, Firenze,

and I felt in love with him,

but I had to go home.

I was supposed to get married.

Avevo promesso.

To Luca's father?

Yes.

So what happened?

What?

I mean, why did you marry

an a**hole like Jack?

I guess I didn't think he

was that big of an a**hole.

What about you? Hmm?

What?

Tell me you were serious

about one woman,

one woman... Ohh.

In your entire life.

Heh.

Yeah, I'd like to hear this.

I take all women seriously.

This is my most serious subject.

Really.

But, see, there was one woman.

Yeah, what? It didn't work out?

She had, um... Come Se dice?

A fistfight with my mother.

Heh. She had a fistfight

with your mother?

Yes. Wow. Who won?

My mother.

Your mother.

Anyway, her nose was too fat.

What? W-wow.

What? Really?

Yes.

Really? Here I am.

I'm trying to have, like,

a Sincere conversation,

but it's with this guy,

this so...

He's this superficial guy...

Oh, my god.

Very superficial guy.

That's it. That's why, no?

Because I was too superficial?

No.

Actually, they were two of the

nicest months of my life.

Last year, my husband died.

I cry a lot.

But one day, I receive letter.

From Marcellino?

1, 2, 3 letters.

Segreto.

Segreto? Secret?

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