A Classic Horror Story

["Il Cielo In Una Stanza" by Gino Paoli playing]

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Elisa, are you okay?

It's the second time I've thrown up.

You need to eat something, sweetheart.

The surgery is scheduled for tomorrow at two.

The doctor says you have to be in good shape.

It's tomorrow?

Why? Do you wanna wait?

No.

You're on a trial at work, Elisa.

You can't afford to have a baby.

Yes, I know.

It's the best thing to do.

Come on. We'll get you a new wardrobe. How about that?

Huh?

Elisa?

Sound good?

-Mm-hmm. -

I love you, sweetie.

Very, very much.

Love you too, Mama.

I'll see you tonight.

A big kiss.

HI ELISA, IT'S TIME TO JOIN YOUR FRIENDS

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One two, three. Action.

Hi to all of the friends of Fabrizio, and welcome to my newest video.

I've got a small riddle for you guys.

Where are we going on our trip if I sing this song to you?

Exactly. Off to my hometown Calabria.

And on the adventure, joining us, we have…

Just tell us your name and your destination.

Don't worry. I'll cut this part out.

Is your channel really called "Friends of Fabrizio"?

-Yeah, my little sister chose it. -Ah.

Hi, um, I'm Sofia, and I'm going to attend a wedding--

Hi. My name is Mark, and we're going to the, uh, "marriaggio."

-"Matrimonio." - Is it your wedding?

-No. -No. Not yet.

Guys, can you try not to overlap?

Otherwise, it will be impossible to edit the video later. You know?

Uh, I'm Riccardo, a doctor.

Can you tell us more about you? For instance, where are you going?

I'm… I'm gonna see my family. That's enough. Just… just stop.

I'm sorry, but, you know, you have a great look.

You look awesome on camera. You could totally be an actor.

- Hi. - Ciao. Hi.

Don't worry.

It's for his Instagram or something like that.

- It's a travel blog. - Oh, a travel blog.

What am I supposed to do?

Okay, you can state your name and where you're going.

Um, I'm Elisa, and I'm going to spend time with my parents.

- Hi, Elisa. - Hi.

Guys, could you actually tell us a bit more about yourselves?

I need the viewers to really grow to like you.

No? Okay. Can you at least give a little wave with your hand?

Let's get going!

Our friends have to warm up. The time is 4:37, and we're just about--

- Ten minutes late. -True. As the doctor said, we are late.

So, goodbye to you, dear friends of Fabrizio,

and always remember, "We'll be friends till the end of time."

And cut. That's a wrap.

- Who was the god of time? -Zeus.

No, it's time. It's Chronos.

Which male animal has to live inside the female in order to mate?

I know it. Sea devil.

- -God, that turns me on.

Oh God.

- Are you thirsty? - Yeah.

Look in the fridge.

Hell yes, man. Whoo!

It's "beer o'clock."

Hey, you just got yourself five stars.

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- Another word for grains? -Wheat.

What does the clown from It feed upon? Children.

- - Fear.

What did you say?

Children are just a means to an end. Pennywise feeds on their fear.

- - Elisa. This is good.

-No, I'm fine. Thank you. - Come on. You only live once.

Really, I'm fine.

You're gonna be old the rest of your life. So, enjoy now.

Mark, come on.

Just take a sip. Be part of the tribe.

Cheers.

The apostle who betrayed Jesus?

I had a friend that said around here

there is the most beautiful mile of Italy.

- You told me about that guy. - Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

- "Drangheta." - 'Ndrangheta.

MOTHER AND DAUGHTER DISAPPEAR IN THE SHADOW OF 'NDRANGHETA

- "Endranguetta." - 'Ndràngheta.

-'Ndrangheta. - 'Ndrangheta.

'Ndrangheta!

- Yes! -Yeah!

Like this. Yes!

What's it about?

Um, this is the Mafia of queste zone.

The Mafia over here.

- Do you have more than one? - Yes.

Oh, like pasta!

Trenette, tagliatelle. Fusilli.

I like fusilli.

Oh. Oh shit. Look at this.

MAYOR AGAINST MAFIA

Who's her stylist?

-Looks like a period. - Mark, please.

Okay. Sorry. She looks like a lasagna.

No, that's the mayor. She's got balls.

She took half of the people off the streets.

Elisa, doesn't she look like a lasagna?

-Are you okay? -

Hmm.

Something's up with her.

Yeah, it's called car sickness.

Hmm. Not sure if it's the car sickness.

- -

- -Why aren't you answering?

Please pick up.

If we talk, we can find a solution that works for us and our girl.

I had a shitty day. Sorry. It won't happen again.

Be reasonable.

We're adults. Okay?

-Bye. - Hey.

What the fuck are you doing? You can't. Stop! You can't!

- Baby, get outta here. -You can't!

Like this, we'll get to the wedding,

and they'll be grandparents.

- Mark. - Look.

This camper is my mother's, okay? She never lets anyone drive it.

If something happens, she'll smash my head.

-What are you doing? - Taking over.

- You're drunk. -I drive better when I'm drinking.

What a dickhead.

You can take the wheel if you don't feel safe. It's no problem.

I don't have my driver's license with me.

Problem solved, then.

No. My ass "problem solved." Problem not solved! Is that clear?

- -

Are you from here?

-You live here? -Yes, yes.

But, um, I live in Rome for school. Studying film. I'm in film school.

So, go make movies.

Enough of this Instagram shit.

Um, it's complicato in Italy.

Are you okay? How… how did this happen?

-Huh? -

-Yeah. Uh, what happened? - Ah.

An asshole once grabbed me from the back of my head

and smashed it into the wall, like, three times.

Ah shit.

Me too. I was, uh… I was, uh…

-Assholes. - Stronzo.

In school.

But then I hurt someone.

When you're a teenager, you think violence is cool.

Like in some bad movie.

Hey.

To good movies.

-Yeah. -Yeah. Cheers.

-Mark! -

-Fuck! -

- Fuck! -Watch the table and don't trip.

-No! - Go to the sofa. Put him down.

- - Rotate. Okay.

- Yeah. -

Stop, stop!