"The boy blushed and rejected the nymph's courtship.
"But, undaunted, while he bathed in the lake,
"she embraced him and asked the gods never to be separated from him.
"Her wish was granted, and from then on, their bodies became one creature.
"Half man and half woman."
EIGHT YEARS EARLIER
"Hermaphroditus then made a request to his parents, Hermes and Aphrodite:
"'From today, any male that bathes in the nymph's waters,
"'will also take on the features of a woman.'
"And so it was."
Come on, give me the book.
Till what page?
NOW
-Page 85. -Page 85...
1628.
What does it say?
Like...
No more taxes?
No.
Don't you want to stay at home?
No.
You?
What is it?
Here's what I've been thinking.
What?
If you want to make some money, you can work to the glass shop.
When would I study?
You know everything they taught this year, right?
Your mom will pick you up at 1:00 p.m.
Good. Rub the balloon on the felt.
Rub it. You too.
Hey.
Rub it.
Are you upset with me?
-A bit. -Why?
Nina. You want to leave?
-No, I'm sorry. -Good.
Now, I move the balloon close to the water jet, and...
See?
-Hey! -Out, right now!
-It wasn't me. It was Risorio. -It's not true.
Don't make me laugh.
Out, both of you. I don't want to see you.
Out!
She's my best friend. I couldn't say anything.
What if it'd been Saturday when he was alone?
What if he'd done something stupid again?
I didn't know he was home alone.
You know Marco only talks to me.
It was up to her to tell him.
I shouldn't have stayed in Rome.
I didn't think about it at the time. I'm sorry.
All right.
Okay.
Want to talk about it after school?
I told you. I can't go out anymore.
Until when?
-Who the fuck knows? -What do you mean, who knows?
I'm sorry.
Doesn't look like it.
Nina, please. Don't start.
Fine.
I understand.
Bye.
What do you mean, bye?
If someone doesn't do what you say, you run away?
I run away?
Look at me, Andrea.
I run away?
Fuck off.
-It was this close... -Hey.
-Hi. -Hi.
All good?
Yes.
This one was good.
-Time? -Do it in a race, and you'll see.
-Come on. -Go, do some stretches, go.
Marika. Ilo is not answering either.
I'll call Dani again.
What the hell do they want?
So...
Why the sleeping bag?
-We said "locked in." -Yes, but we don't have to sleep there.
Come on, bro.
Watch their documentary.
They stayed in a villa for a month to record the album.
What do we have to do with Måneskin?
Nothing. But that's how you do an album.
Everyone together, day and night.
Fine, but they had a pool. We don't even have a toilet.
-I'll tell you something. -What?
If I had to pick between the two, I'd pick the shed.
-Really? -Yes, the shed is our nest.
It's our hood. I swear, I'll never leave it.
Don't be offended if I don't sleep here.
Of course I'll be offended.
Hey, what's that ruckus?
Don't know.
What the fuck?
Vittorio.
There's a small problem.
Shouldn't they have sent a notice or something?
They did. My uncle said not to worry, that he had friends in the town hall.
What a bullshitter.
Yeah.
-Guys, I got a lot. Want some? -I also have some.
Here.
They look good together.
Want some, Dani?
Hey.
Hi.
How are you?
Good.
Are you sure?
You seem strange lately.
How are you?
I'm good.
I think Daniele withdrew.
INBOX 1 NEW E-MAIL FROM DANIELE TRAMET
Sorry, I should make a call.
Okay.
Sorry for the last thing I wrote. I was upset and I felt duped.
I'm sure you understand.
Since you sent me pics of a girl from Sabaudia,
you must be from around here too.
I'd like to meet you. Whoever you are.
Hi.
Where are the bags that were in here?
I think I've used them all.
Okay.
-I can empty one. -I'll figure something out. Don't worry.
Did your friend tell you I helped him?
Who? Andrea Risorio?
I did it because he's your friend.
As far as I'm concerned, you could arrest him now.
But thanks.
Are these the famous Soviet night vision goggles?
They were used in Afghanistan. They're collectibles.
-Can I have a look? -Of course.
-How do you use them? -I'll show you.
Wait. So...
This should be the right way.
You know, I haven't been able to make them work.
I think I've been duped.
You're an idiot, Dennis.
But I liked them.
If you want, I can help you get your things downstairs.
Really?
Thanks.
Okay. Let's go.
Hey, Ramirez. Mind your business.
Who cares about you, Sami?
Can you see anything?
What should I see?
A night spent working.
-You can see it from here. -Told you. Put it under here.
How can I read them?
Invent something. Drop a pen or something.
-Well... -Do I need to teach you everything? Hurry.
Good morning.
What is this?
A pillowcase.
Your stuff's inside.
Nina. Why are you like this?
Good morning.
Always picking up these fucking balls.
-You always forget them. -Well...
We had stuff to do, right?
-What? -Let's go.
Hi, Caro.
-Hi. -Hi, Caro.
-May I? -Yes.
Do you need a hand?
How are you?
Well... I can't sleep much.
Me neither.
I have some under eye concealer, if you want.
I'm really sorry.
I've been thinking about it a lot.
Though we're a bit different...
I enjoy being with you.
I wanted to tell you.
You enjoy being with me like you'd enjoy being with a panda cub.
Why?
It's not your fault.
I've always been treated this way. And I didn't fight it.
Whenever I was at odds with someone, I would act crazy.
Then they'd back off and treat me like a child.
It's sad.
I don't treat you like a child.
I told you what I did right away.
When did you tell me?
When I acted like Calimero and you felt pity for me.
Come on...
I can't take being like this anymore.
I can't take being like this anymore either.
I've always hated it.
Wanna play?
I should go to the pool.
-Andrea. -Hey.
Load more glass or you'll finish tomorrow.
Should I do the whole van?
No, three vans. The rest will come soon.
-Hello? -Hi, Andrea. This is Raffa.
Hey, can I call you in a minute?
Yes, but I have class in half an hour.
-Yes, okay. -Okay, bye.
What's up? Are you tired?
No, sorry, Uncle. Just low blood sugar.
-Low blood sugar? -Yes.
Here. Get a chocolate from the machine.
Thanks.
So? Tell me, I'm curious.
-What's the class? -It's a master of Asian cuisine.
Cool.
-You want to be a cook? -I am a cook.
Andrea. Do you want to tell me?
-I don't have much time. -Okay.
I'll summarize.
I wrote to Daniele that what I'd told him was bullshit.
At first, he got mad, told me to fuck off.
But then he asked me to meet up.
Don't you want to meet him?
No.
I'm ashamed.
What do you want me to tell you?
You can hide your whole life. But that's a shitty life, trust me.
I know.
I'll call you back.
-Hey. -Hi, Dad.
You're not feeling well?
I'm not a hundred percent. But I'll feel better.
You sure? Maybe it's better to go home.
No, Dad, don't worry. I'll go back there.
Come here.
EIGHT YEARS EARLIER
No, you're good.
Get closer. Dry yourself with the heater.
-Can you do it? Is it working? -A bit.
Why did you do that?
Tell me!
If you shout, I won't.
Of course I shout.
You run away from home, cross the barbed wire
and jump in the lake, a protected monument.
Can't I have a normal son? No!
There was no barbed wire where I climbed.
Shut up. Tell me why you did it!
Hey! I'm talking to you. Can you speak?
I don't know...
NOW
What is this stuff?
Can you pull over?
Will you?
I'll tell Mom and Marco.
Aren't these shoes uncomfortable?
ZELIA Did you also get lots of followers
after the video?
I hate you!
I didn't.
Still very sad?
Can one of you drive me to do something?
Honey, it's almost midnight.
Please.
-Bye, Dad. Thank you. -Bye.
Can you come out onto your mother's balcony, please?
Happy birthday!
Thank you.
-Coming up or should I come down? -I brought my pajamas.
I brought you an infusion.
I'd like to meet you too, but I need to say
that as you may have guessed, I'm a guy.
But I don't always feel like one.
Fuck.
DANIELE TRAMET Saturday afternoon?
Ever been to the Garden of Ninfa?
TODAY IS NINA ZANIER'S BIRTHDAY Write a message...
Okay. Let's do this.
We can feel bad for another 30 seconds at most.
We have one last quick cry,
then that's it.
Enough with those twins. Enough with Daniele.
Life goes on.
And we're very cool.
I'm in.
I'll time it.
-I can't, on command. -Me neither.
Ten, nine, eight,
-seven, six, five, four, -Seven, six, five, four,
-three, two, one. -three, two, one.
Enough. Now, we're cool.
-Cool. -Cool girls eating.
Go ahead.
Andrea.
-"Happy birthday. Lots of love." -Come on!
"Thanks" and a heart?
Nina!
-Okay, just "Thanks." -Okay.
Come in.
-Happy birthday, Nina. -Thank you.
Hi, Caro, how are you?
I've been better, but I'm okay. You?
Same here.
Help me convince her to do something tomorrow?
-I work every night until Sunday. -It's for the best.
What about Saturday afternoon at Grandpa's?
Perfect! Who do we invite?
No one. I don't want a party.
-Do we tell Micol? -No!
Why not?
Because I fucked her ex.
You?
But Andrea is special, you know.
-Okay. -Nina...
-Okay, you're right. Andrea sucks. -Perfect.
-Hey. -Hi.
-Should I wait for you? -No, I'll take a while.
See you there?
I don't know if I can make it.
Okay. We'll talk later.
You wanna beat me up too?
Who else did?
Your brother didn't tell you anything?
My brother never tells me anything.
Bye, Marco.
Nina.
-Hey. Hi. -Hi.
-Had to finish something. -No worries.
If I knew, I'd have your gift.
You can bring it later, if you want.
I'm having a lunch at my grandpa's, with Carola and my sister.
And I wanted to invite you.
Okay, sure.
But I wanted to tell you something.
Andrea.
-What? -You and Andrea.
Who told you?
No, I saw the stories about the fair. You disappeared...
Andrea said he had to tell me something.
Yes, I know. Yes.
Anyway, it was just one night.
-We don't even speak anymore. -It's your business.
Okay.
I didn't expect it.
I know. Me neither.
Well, I didn't expect you to hit on me either.
-I hit on you? -Well, yes.
Who invited me to the farmhouse?
Who was scared to sleep alone in the attic?
-That attic was really scary. -Really? Please.
-Really. -Please, that's bullshit.
-Well, you wanna get milkshakes? -Milkshakes?
Yes.
-Hey. -Hi.
-You threw it in the kitchen? -I wrapped it in paper towels.
Thank you.
-My parents will be home soon. -Is your brother in?
Yes.
Why?
-Hey, Lucio. -Hey.
Can you send me the videos of the party? Vittorio is breaking my balls.
Our phones were dead. We didn't film anything.
Really?
Yeah, sorry.
-Okay. Bye. -Bye.
-When will we meet up again? -Soon. Will you text me?
-Soon? Tomorrow. -Bye.
-Turn that thing off. -No, I'm not done.
Hey, what the fuck?
You showed me the videos. Why did you lie to him?
I deleted them all.
Why?
Lucio.
We messed up.
What?
Sixteen years is a lot!
Thank you.
-Grandpa, did we bring a knife? -Sure. I'll check.
-How's the parrot? -Don't mention him.
He flew away. Grandpa is sad.
Okay.
Your phone is ringing.
Answer it, it's okay.
Hi, Zeli.
All good. I'm in the country at Nina's for her birthday.
Why?
What's wrong?
Can the girls come over?
Yes. Sure.
Marco, give me the keys to the bike.
Wanna get in trouble again?
I spoke to Dad the other day. I can go out.
Do you think I'm stupid?
Call him.
How'd you convince him?
We talked.
About what?
Marco, I'm late.
-Fuck off, Andrea! -Marco, give me the fucking keys!
Marco! Hey! Open up!
-No, fuck off, Andrea! -Fuck!
How did it end up in this group?
A friend sent it to him, told him not to share it.
-You know these things end badly, right? -Yes, I know.
How clear is it that it's me?
You can see the leg a bit.
My face?
A bit.
Show me.
EIGHT YEARS EARLIER
-You can't come up this wet. -Why?
Where are your parents?
NOW
-Hi, can I get a ticket? -Sure.
-It's €2. -Okay.
-Thanks. -Thank you.
We bump into each other a lot.
Hey.
Where are you going?
The station.
I'm going to Ninfa. Ever been?
Mind if I put on some music?
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