A Father's Diary

I haven't done anything wrong.

I'm innocent.

Can anybody hear me?

I don't deserve to be here!

I don't deserve to be here!

I don't deserve to be here!

I did not do anything!

I did not do anything!

I did not do anything.

I did not do anything.

I did not do anything.

I don't deserve to be here.

I don't deserve to be here.

I just love my family.

I was only protecting my family.

Home, home, home,

my heaven on earth.

The place where belongs my heart.

Love, joy, hope, and pride.

My only reason to be alive.

Home, home, home, my heaven on earth.

The place where belongs my heart.

I'll get it.

There's nothing that tastes better than Italian treat.

What is that?

The stuff you can't stop eating.

Thank you!

Grazie.

- Oh. - Oh.

Hello.

Hello.

Oh, I love my girls.

So how is your mother?

Good, Mio Zia, she and father

are just doing the 10 o'clock prayer.

- Praying for your brother's sin? - Yes.

Oh, Maria.

Isabella, ask your father

to mark his fishing calendar.

Again, it's Saturday morning,

6:30 AM, Morningside Bridge, got it?

Okay, Mio Zio.

Mark the calendars.

Ready to surprise him this Saturday?

Ah, yes.

Oh, my girls.

Treat?

Lord, I know Your grace covers all sins.

We just have to accept it.

Forgive my baby for his sinful ways.

I blame myself for spoiling him.

Please guide and save our Mario from sin.

Amen.

Amen.

My invisible friend,

I said no, I'm not a weed person.

It's all my fault, I blame myself.

Why?

For not sending you to a religious school.

Don't worry, Father.

Behind this honest daughter

is my amazing dad in the world.

The core of my heart is an honest girl,

the one that calls me Babaji.

Oh, I love you, Babaji.

I love you too, Beta.

Come on, now let's go to sleep,

- all right? - Oh.

Good night...

Okay.

My sweet little pumpkin.

Mm?

Somebody forgot something.

Oh yeah, I forgot something.

Your Babaji's getting very old.

Uh-huh.

All right.

So, once upon a time..

There lived two Tweety birds in the Morningside Park,

one named Tuna and the other named Tuni,

and they had this blue and golden feathers.

One day, Tuna said to Tuni,

"I'd like to have some deliciously-smelling muffins."

And then Tuna said to Tuni,

I'd like you to fly over the seven seas and mountains,

all the way to Vietnam and get me some rice.

And then fly back all over the seven seas, and mountains,

and the two oceans all the way into Cuba,

and get me some sugar from there.

And then finally, I'd like you

to fly back over the seven seas, and mountains,

and over the snow-capped peaks

of the Himalayas into Bangladesh,

and get me some fire..

From the "Royal Bengal Tigers"

of the Sundarban...

All praise be to Allah!

My heaven on earth,

the place where belongs my heart.

Faria, my...

Mm?

Hassan, my love.

You know, Faria,

couple should spend some time together,

you know, away from our parental duties.

Just you and I.

Just you and me, just enjoy ourselves.

You know what?

You should come with me for our fishing next Saturday.

Really, just once.

You'll enjoy it, come.

I think my appetite is more important

than the suffering of a fish.

Come on, Faria,

- just once. - No, love.

Ah, just once.

Let me remain a vegan.

Oh, Faria.

Come.

I so admire you being a vegan.

Ow, oh.

It's okay, it's okay.

- Should be fine, should be fine. - Ow.

Okay, keep your legs up over there

in case of bad ankle.

Oh my God.

Okay?

- Okay. - Slowly, slowly, slowly.

Faria.

Slowly, right there, right there.

Okay.

Sit, okay.

Hassan, my love.

Morning, officers.

Morning, sir.

- Morning. - Sorry to bother you,

but this is just a courtesy call.

Wanted to let you know what's been going on in the area.

Is there a problem, officers?

Like gangs, notorious Galloway Boys, or...

Uh, we're not sure yet,

but there have been reports of muggings in the area,

especially near Morningside Bridge.

We're just asking people to be vigilant

and report anything suspicious,

especially if you see a man that looks like this.

Sure, officer, I appreciate it.

Thanks for coming around.

Thank you.

Here is Mommy, come my baby...

Chick..chick..chick..come..come...

Chick..chick..chick..come..come...

Who the bloody hell did this harm to me?

Come to me...

Who the bloody hell stole my chicken?

Oh, Allah!

Oh, Allah!

Who the bloody hell stole my chicken?

And the Lord, and the Messenger, and the Allah!

Will do five days of fasting.

Will donate sweets to the mosque.

Please return my precious.

Neither will have rice nor dal!

How will I pass the days and nights?

And the Lord, and the Messenger, and the Allah!

Please return my precious.

Oh, Hassan!

Someone stole all my five chickens...

- How am I going to sell eggs now? - Wait, Chachi...

How am I going to sell eggs now?

Please return my precious.

Shafi Chachi, I still feel your pain.

Coming...

This one? Or that one?

Chachi, Chachi.

Chachi, Chachi.

Who is there?

Chicken!

My precious!

Thank you, Allah. You've returned them!

I've prayed a lot.

Returned my gold, my diamond...

Healed my heart wounds.

Wait, I'll bring some treats.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Perugina Rossana.

There you go.

Grazie, thank you so much.

Thank you, Papa.

There you go.

Mm.

Marco, my friend, I wish I had these.

Perugina Rossana with you in your childhood.

Still miss Italy, yeah?

Calabria, my family home.

I still smelled my grandma's sauce

simmering in the morning.

Seems like yesterday.

Seeing my grandpa pouring the grape juice

into the handmade oak wine barrel.