Buen Camino

And it's the first time you get your prostate checked?

The first time, yes.

And why didn't you do it earlier?

- I don't know. - I'll tell you.

That's because you think you're still young.

Aren't you young at 50?

My Italian friend, today your adulthood begins.

And it begins with a finger up the ass? Nice.

And it won't be the last.

Doctor, I'm not ready.

Can I choose the finger?

This man is my father.

Father… Forget it, it's better.

He seems weak now, scared…

He's endearing, right?

Well, just a month ago he was different, very different.

Wanna know how he was?

Then stop, Doctor! Let's go back a little.

Yes! Put those there. The big fire pits in the garden, instead.

Good morning.

Nice to meet you, I'm Elizabeth Aldridge from People's Mosaic.

Zalone. Sorry for the ruckus.

What are they doing?

Next month I turn 50.

I'm organizing a small, intimate gathering.

Sir, we confirmed the 800 guests. Did you see Tutankhamun's pyramid?

Tutankhamen? That's the Filipino version, Maurice.

Let's do something big that will be remembered, come on!

Let's dismantle everything.

- What were you saying, madame? - I wanted to thank you.

I'm doing a profile on new…

- How do you say? Italian moneybags. - That's how they call us.

Many refused, but you've been very kind.

Look, it's always nice to show wealth to people who can't have it.

You make them dream, right? Come dream with me.

I got some information about you.

Yes? What do they say?

They say you're eccentric, self-centered…

No, look, people often speak without knowing anything.

Do you live here, in Sardinia?

Also.

Let's say Rome, Milan, I have houses a bit everywhere.

I see that, besides the love for yourself,

in your life there's another big love.

Here we're touching on the most intimate feelings.

Here a tear appears, because let's admit it,

who doesn't like Ferraris?

I own six. I can show them to you, if you want.

I was talking about your daughter.

Who put these pictures here?

Yes, she's my daughter.

- What's her name? - Cristal.

- Crystal... - No, Cristal, like the champagne.

Is she here with you?

No, Cristal lives with her mother.

Linda Restelli, the model you were married to, right?

That I left, I left her. I want that clear, write that down.

How can one leave such a pretty model.

You get the new model of the model, even prettier.

Come see.

Sweetheart!

I'm getting interviewed. She's Martina.

- Hi, nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you. May I?

- Please. - Sit down.

Do you want to ask her questions? She can even speak.

You're very young, how old are you?

- Twenty-five. - And where are you from, Martina?

- Mexico City. - She never says which city, she's private.

But tell me, you're a rich 50-years-old man.

Aren't you embarrassed to be with a 25-year-old Mexican model?

Look, the nationality has never been a problem for me.

Even if she were Bolivian, Argentinian, I would have accepted it. Look at her?

Why, are you racist?

She's got a residence permit, mostly in the bedroom.

All right. I'm sorry, how long have you been together?

- A year today. - Today?

- Today, really? - True.

I expected at least a flower.

What a gaffe. How can I make it up to you?

It's real love Pure love.

Like a diamond with a sapphire.

Like a gold bar That's safe in Switzerland.

It's real love Honest love.

That cares nothing for money.

Swear me, sweet fairy, It's only love, if you gave it to me.

This place is so beautiful.

Maybe the villa is a bit small, I have bigger ones,

but I'm very fond of this one.

Listen, where does this wealth come from?

It didn't fall from the sky.

Write it down.

Everything I own

is the result of 60 years of sacrifice and hard work.

But you're turning 50.

My father's, I meant.

Not mine. Absolutely not! Come on, I'll introduce you to him.

Eugenio, my father. Order of Merit for Labor.

He worked every day of his life.

He worked even the day mom died.

Think about it. A small upholsterer from the south of Italy

who starts the first small sofa factory in the North,

then the big plant in Brianza, the stock market quotation,

and the stroke.

Oh, poor him.

Dad!

I'm here with a journalist, she's from the U.S.

I'm showing her all my wealth. Are you glad?

You can't understand him, he lost the language hemisphere.

Maybe he wants to say: "I really care about you,"

"I love you so much." Who knows?

Doctor, will he ever speak again?

It's tough.

He's very unmotivated.

Dad! Life is beautiful.

We must cruise in it, Dad.

I don't work Because if I work

I'm sure to get stuck And not be in love.

Let's dance!

What will you do together now?

We'll do a tour of the five continents,

then we'll go back to Sardinia to celebrate my love.

All good, but why the five continents?

- Let's do them all, come on! - All!

What, don't we have petrol?

It's true, he has everything.

He has money, villas, cars,

- boats, beautiful women… - It's your ex-wife.

He really has everything.

Linda? I'm getting interviewed, can you call me later?

No, actually. He misses something.

When did you see her last?

Yesterday morning.

Yes. And we found her phone in the drawer.

Did you check her social media profiles?

She closed them all.

About time! Organs of social propaganda disguised as democracy.

Well, what's happening here?

They can't find Cristal.

Did we check the house thoroughly? It's 5,400 square feet here.

Who's the man?

I'm the owner of the building, and father of the girl.

Aren't you the father?

No, Tarek is my partner. He lives here with me.

- He's the father. - Let's call him "father."

No, I am the father, Startrek!

Cristal, and surname?

Zalone.

She's a minor, right?

- Yes. - She's a minor.

Date of birth?

Please. Let's take turns, I'm a gentleman.

- No, I wouldn't dare. - Say it.

Can you tell me the date?

I'll try.

So, it was the year they inaugurated the Palma Noir in Ibiza.

So, it was around 2007-2008.

It wasn't summer yet.

- 15 April 2008. - It was April.

I helped him.

It's easy this way.

What kind of girl is Cristal?

She's a victim of a competitive and alienating society

where every individual is destined to an existential solitude.

Do you get why my daughter run away?

Can you imagine listening to him every day?

Mrs. Restelli, do you have recent pictures of Cristal?

- Yes, come with me. - Do we have them?

Sorry, but your ex-wife is Linda Restelli?

- The model? - You still recognize her?

I mean, look how she was. Look.

She really changed.

"Enough with fashion, now I do experimental theater."

Experimental theater? She's looking for a theater!

No one wants her. Awful! Don't go see her.

What does he do?

What do I know? He's a writer, a director.

An original man.

Very original.

He's the only Palestinian that occupies a land.

My house, my Gaza. Here.

Good.

We'll start the search.

Yes, but we're exaggerating.

Too much alarmism. My daughter will come back tonight.

We're not exaggerating. Do you know what Corina did?

- Who's she? - Cristal's best friend.

She jumped from her balcony.

- Do you know that? - The chubby one?

But why?

- Because of you. - Me?

And people that say "chubby."

Those who use abusive language and show arrogant contempt.

- Luckily Corina survived. - She's chubby, she must have bounced.

Right, Marshal? If she were thinner, she'd probably break.

Did you talk to this Corina? Does she know anything of Cristal?

She doesn't answer the phone.

Let's do something. The uniform might scare her.

- I'll go to Corina. - No. I'll go, I'm the father.

- Do you know where she lives? - We go together.

Move.