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what do you think he'd tell me?
Lately he'd been... quiet.
You know how he can be.
He seemed sad.
Do you do that for every trip?
It's a method of mine,
so I don't get bored.
- Can I see?
- Yes.
I've never been able to.
You already knew Italian
when you came here?
Not as well as you.
I hitchhiked here without being able
to say a word to anyone.
My husband was the first
who spoke some French,
it was like a miracle for me.
- He gave you a ride too?
- Yes.
When...
when I met my husband's mother...
I didn't know how to behave.
You met her here?
Yes, they lived here then.
I didn't know...
or as a self-assured woman.
What did you feel like?
Neither of the two...
I think I was eager for her to like me.
Like you.
The mosaic depicts ten women in bikinis
putting on a show
in honor of the goddess Tethys.
Judging from their bodies,
we can deduce that beauty standards
were different than today.
In the first centuries,
three out often women died in childbirth.
Wide hips, hence the chance
of surviving childbirth,
were greatly valued by men back then.
You thought Louis Rard invented it?
- Huh?
- The bikini.
That's before your time.
Feeling better?
Yes, thanks.
Thanks to the Turkish bath,
one of the few good things
my husband left me.
- You didn't see eye to eye?
- We did, very much.
Even when it came to getting divorced.
I was the first woman to divorce
in this part of Sicily.
- Did you know that?
- Yes.
Giuseppe told me.
He even told me
about his grandmother's divorce.
When my mother-in-law realized
that God didn't strike me dead
after the divorce,
she wanted to do the same.
She began saying:
"I want to live my own life!"
What did she do after divorcing?
Nothing, she went to live with her son.
One day I had an overwhelming feeling
that it was over between me and him.
I saw him from afar with his lover,
a coworker who was half his age.
He was smoking and gesticulating,
being funny,
and she looked at him...
And laughed, hung on his every word.
There was a veneration in her eyes
that I would never again feel.
Never again.
Were you disappointed?
No, I knew he had a lover,
I wasn't jealous.
Feeling jealousy means
you still desire someone, right?
Are you jealous?
Very.
How about Giuseppe... is he jealous?
Yes.
I was jealous...
of my husband
when I still wanted to make love to him.
We tried to pretend for many years,
but couldn't manage.
Do you mind me telling you this?
No, why would I?
I don't know...
because I'm your boyfriend's mother.
You must be thinking...
"Now what should I say to her?
Maybe this, maybe not that..."
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