Lost in Florence

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First one to see it

gets to keep it.

Right, oh yeah!

I'm gonna get ya.

- Not bad.

- I saw it first.

It's mine.

You can look, but don't touch.

Beautiful.

Come on.

No time to waste!

To my favorite cousin, Eric...

Thank you for being

the last one of my cousins

to actually come and visit us...

And, sorry, to my...

Future cousin?

Whoa!

Just because you were

a child bride

doesn't mean we all need to be.

Who's already giving me sh*t?

And we're not even related yet.

Thank you, you're gonna fit in.

Cheers, you guys,

glad you're here.

That was way too easy.

Who says treasure has to be

hard?

Is it my birthday?

You know what day it is.

It's June 5.

The day we met.

So...

I have five boxes here.

Inside each one of these boxes

are two things

that go great together.

That's the theme

for today, okay?

Now this big box over here,

you see this one?

- Yeah.

- It only has one thing in it.

So you have to open that one

last.

Where do I start?

I don't know,

pretty much wherever you want.

I think I'm gonna go with this

one.

Hmmm...

Hmmm!

I see...

Allow me...

Hey...

Ooh!

Oh, my god...

Who is... who is that handsome

man?

Ohhh.

Alright...

- This is the big one.

- Yeah that's...

That's the big one, alright.

Oh, Eric...

Come here.

Come on.

Eric!

Wake up! Come on!

Hey!

You're gonna miss

your plane, come on.

- He's still in bed?

- Yeah.

Where's Colleen?

She left.

Can I stay with you guys

for a little while longer?

Sure! No problem.

Let me tell my mom so she knows.

She's not gonna mind.

She thinks you're cute.

I'm gonna go back to sleep.

Okay.

I'm gonna go make some food.

Okay!

48 hours in bed is enough!

I'm not bringing you

any more food.

Do you wanna talk?

No.

Okay...

Well, you cannot

stay in bed forever.

In fact you can't stay in bed

for another minute.

Come on, let's go.

It's "bring your cousin

to work" day.

I didn't really like her anyway.

Bullshit.

You loved her.

Everybody loved her.

How could you not?

You spend so long...

Wondering if you're ever

gonna ever fall in love,

hoping...

That it's gonna happen to you.

Then it does and...

You're happy. You think...

This is gonna last forever.

Maybe it'll still work out.

Come on...

We Italians believe

in true love.

- We, Italians?

- Uh-huh.

We're from Connecticut.

Shut up.

You're gonna be saying that

soon enough.

Ciao.

Ciao.

That's Manuela.

I'm Sal.

My idiot cousin, dino.

Hi.

So I hear you play football.

Yeah.

Football?

American football, you dumbass.

Football?

- You familiar with the sport?

- A wee bit.

You heard of the saints?

No, okay.

They're a team from New Orleans.

And they drafted me.

And I made it

to the last round of cuts.

So they said,

"why don't you play in Canada,

get some more experience."

So I did, and then last year,

ah...

I blew my knee out

during a pre-season game.

So you can't play anymore?

No, I can play.

I've been rehabbing the knee.

Getting ready, they said to

come out again this year, so...

Come on, Eric, all bad things

lead to good things.

If you say so, Gianni.

Hey.

You're here now, this is good.

Drink.

Okay.

- Drink.

- There you go!

That's the first time I've been

able to drink expresso.

Bravo, ercole! Now you're almost

as Italian as your cousin.

- Don't call him Ercole.

- Why not?

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

what does Ercole mean?

It's...

I... no, you...

Come on, what does it mean?

Tell me what it means.

It's an Italian thing,

don't worry about that.

Okay.

- Cin Cin!

- Cheers!

Bloody hell,

this Amaro's disgusting!

Did he say "bloody hell"?

Would you like

some more "bloody hell"?

Ahh, yes!

Scusa.

- Here you go, guys.

- Hey!

What is this?

This place has a specialty,

this is not German-Belgian crap.

This is Pebber.

Pebber?

What's that?

Pbr...

Pabst blue ribbon.

Fantastic, I love it!

Wow!

By the way, you don't have

a phone, you need a mobile.

- A mobile?

- Yeah, a phone, like this.

A cell phone?

No, I'm okay.

Listen, I can get you

a very good deal with minutes...

Hold on.

- I gotta get this, sorry.

- Okay, I don't need a phone.

Well, anyway, I've never seen

soccer played like that before.

You've got an interesting way

of playing football.

- Not exactly big on finesse.

- Well...

I'm sorry guys I have to leave,

I have to see somebody.

You want to to come with me?

I think you should come with me.

Pronto?

Pronto...

- Vieni.

- Yeah.

What is it?

They are practicing Calcio

storico.

Is it a sport?

Listen, Calcio storico is

a very ancient game

that we play here in Florence.

The army of the Caesars

used it to prepare for battle.

So how do you play?

All you must know is

to take the ball

to the other side of the field,

and throw it into the net.

That gets you one point.

But if you throw it

over the net,

then the other team

gets half a point.

How do you stop the other team?

However you want.

There are no more rules.

In the renaissance,

Florentines began

competing against each other.

Many great men played it,

popes, medicis, Caravaggio.

Leonardo DaVinci

designed the ball.

Now, every summer,

there's a small tournament

that we play among

the four quarters of the city.

We live in Santo Spirito,

so this is our team.

Tonight some new players

are coming for the team to see.

I promised Paolo

to help choose them.

Paolo is that guy over there,

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