Perfect Strangers

Tell you what...

Read the dosage on the package.

Yes, they go by size.

Get a tablet

and hide it in her kibble.

I think half should be enough,

but...

look at the dosage...

Stop it !

No, sorry, I didn't mean you.

I was talking to my dog.

I have a Labrador, yes.

Get down ! Yes, yes...

Yes, they're very affectionate dogs.

With children,

but particularly with adults.

- Where are you going ?

- I told you, to Chicca's.

- I don't believe you.

- Don't then.

You're seeing Gregorio.

No !

By telling lies, you're hurting

yourself more than me.

What a pain ! Chicca

and I are meeting the others.

- Gregorio might be there.

- Why do you need these ?

- They're not mine.

- They were in your bag.

- I'm holding them for Chicca.

- Think I'm stupid ?

And stop rummaging through my bag.

God ! You drive me crazy !

I know the feeling !

Rosa, it's late, time for bed.

Come with mommy.

- Say night-night to grandma.

- Night-night.

- Bye, sweetie.

- Bruno, I want you in bed by ten.

- Hear that ? Ten o'clock.

- And no fuss.

He doesn't make a fuss with grandma.

- Because you spoil him.

- That's not true !

Forget it.

I've stopped taking the pill.

- I'm glad.

- Really ?

Yes.

Your daughter spews lies.

- You've got nothing to say ?

- Well, she's 17...

- It's normal.

- She's going out with Gregorio.

- So ? They're an item.

- I don't like him.

- She does.

- Rocco, you don't like him either.

No, I don't like him either.

But it's pointless trying to stop her.

Your parents didn't like you dating me,

but it made no difference.

How many teens have you treated,

Eva ? Some still thank you.

- Try to be a bit more detached.

- She's my daughter.

- I can't be detached.

- You're always criticizing her.

She criticizes me !

- I'll take that.

- Thanks.

- Wait, I forgot my phone.

- Hurry, it's late !

She's got condoms in her bag.

- How do you know ?

- I found them.

- You searched her bag ?

- I was looking for something.

Eva !

Sofia's going through the drama

of leaving the family unit.

Then let's allow her to

without being pains.

It would be wrong, she needs

a conflict to define herself,

a model to detach herselffrom,

understand ?

Eva, my mother was a green...

- Oh God !

- A greengrocer.

You can't imagine

how much simpler it was.

I left the family unit

without my parents even noticing.

My mom would ask: "Where's Rocco ?"

"Dunno, has he gone out ?"

PERFECT STRANGERS

- Lovely moon. What time's the eclipse?

- Dunno.

Why did we call Bruno Bruno ?

- Huh ?

- My father'sAmedeo, yours is Ennio.

What were we thinking calling him

"Bruno" ? Do you like it ?

So now we're having doubts

10 years later ?

No...

- And don't talk back to mom like that.

- Like what ?

Like you did.

- It's biodynamic, will it be okay ?

- For 25 euros it'd better be !

- Pull over and we'll get another.

- Bianca...

- It's a dinner, not a wine tasting.

- But Eva's a nitpicker.

I'm not in the mood to hear her.

Then we'll say I bought it,

so she can pick on me.

- What are you doing ?

- Taking the price off.

Are you crazy ? 25 euros.

Stick it on the cork !

I'll get it.

- Hello.

- How are things ?

- Has Peppe arrived yet ?

- Not yet.

I made a tiramisu.

Cosimo and Bianca are on their way up.

- Okay. Ricotta or mascarpone ?

- Mascarpone.

Let's see ifyou have the guts

to say yours is better.

Come in.

Hi !

- I made a tiramisu. Sofia ?

- In her bedroom.

- I'll go and say hello.

- No, leave her be.

- You're at war ?

- Guerrilla warfare.

What happened ?

I found condoms in her bag.

No !

- God, what if Rosa does that ?

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