Last Night of Amore (L’ultima notte di Amore)

Viviana I have to run away.

When Franco arrives let me call.

- But a kick in the ass! - Ernesto is enough!

I have to do something important,

can I leave Sharon here for an hour?

No, Cosimo. Take her to the taxi stand.

All right, thank you.

This is Anna, Franco's daughter. Answer.

Ernest! You're a pain in the ass with that gun!

Come here, my love.

Go to the window and see if Franco comes.

Go.

- Hello, Anna. - Anna, darling.

Hi Vivi, has the present for dad arrived?

Yes, here it is, look.

Perfect! Tell him it's from mom too.

Sure, he'll be happy.

I can't wait to see him in this suit.

How are you, are you in love with someone?

I don't have time, I have to study like crazy.

But she's daddy's girl, if she finds

a boyfriend, he'll have a heart attack.

he He's been rehearsing his parting speech for a month now.

"Once upon a time there was a good policeman, who in

35 years of service he never..." How is it that he says he?

“… shot a Christian in his lifetime.”

Even Anna knows it.

My dad is really Franco Amore, in name and in fact.

Here he is, he's coming.

Gabriele, turn off the lamp back there.

We all have to hide. You get under the table.

Don't mess everything up. Doctor Loria, be careful with your glass.

Fulvio take it here.

- Ernesto? - Where am I hiding?

You...

Come here, sit on the armchair...

and you hide with your jacket.

Watch out for the bottle.

Ok. Very good.

Wonderful, do you hang me there?

You have to stick to the wall like wallpaper.

Perfect.

My love.

Surprise!

What do you look like?

- I had a stroke. - Poor pensioner.

- Hello. - Hello.

What a surprise.

I went for a jog. He how are you?

Well.

Starting tomorrow you can plan the marathon.

Look over there, how are you?

- Hello. - Look who's here.

Here I am! I'm here too!

What are you doing here? Don't you have to study for exams?

I wouldn't have missed your party for the world.

I'm sorry I'm not the ii.

Look at your daughter and your ex what a sweetie they sent you.

- How beautiful! - For tonight and for tomorrow's photos.

Yes, for the speech.

I'm told you're preparing a beautiful retirement speech.

It will take pinching.

No, the speech is beautiful.

Try on the jacket, I want to see how it fits on you.

Let's try it. Sarah, can you hold this?

One and two.

Here you go, what do you say?

From behind it is perfect!

- Really. - Yes, it's perfect!

Love.

- He got excited! - Drink!

- Sorry... - A toast!

Excuse me.

Surely it's Sarno, he's already called a couple of times.

In fact it's him, he'll want to wish you a happy birthday.

Doctor, good evening.

Yes.

All right.

All right.

- I have to go, excuse me. - Now?

Tonight too?

You retire tomorrow, can't someone else go?

I'm sorry my love.

It was Sarno, the usual trouble.

- At this time? - I'll call you if I need to.

You stay.

Of course, you come and go.

- We'll wait for you here. - Yes.

- Excuse me. - We keep the party warm.

Take the sparkling wine, come on!

Hi, I'm a colleague.

Let him through.

Thank you.

What was Dino doing here?

Do you know something?

I don't know shit, Doc.'

Three bullets to the chest.

One severed the aorta.

She was...

a quick death.

Stopped!

"The first time I wore a 'uniform

I was 20.

And today, after 35 years,

I can guarantee that I am even more proud...

even more proud...

more and more.

Always...

prouder of my choice..."

"...of my choice made."

Circular.

"More and more proud...

of my choice...

done."

And voilà, heaven.

What you are holding is not

a watch, you are holding time.

Let's be clear.

When you train at Milan, maybe Ibra doesn't even look at you.

But if she in the locker room she sees what you have on her wrist,

then see how she works hard to make you score!

And then she costs shit!

Bro, do you want to take a selfie with Abdu?

- No thank you. I support Inter. - Shit, Inter.

Everyone has his cross.

Sell ​​a 50,000 euro watch

and drive around in a shit car?

It's a service car. And a real cop.

He acts as my chauffeur when I need him and I give him 50 euros.

Be a good boy.

Lady.

Frank.

Have a couple of hours of extra time?

Abdu, at the next goal you tap your

wrist and do Cosimo's C for the camera.

- Promised. - Be good, understand?

Fuck Abdu!

These fucking Chinese, someone has to explain it to me.

It would take Piero Angela.

Do you know how the hairless business is done?

"The new generations...

The younger generations..."

Well, it's the same.

"...they should look at the photos of our heroes at the police station,

and be inspired by those heroic looks".

"Be inspired by the looks..."

Heroic!

"...to heroic looks..."

Yes?

What the fuck happened?

Help me or we are ruined!

The Chinese boss is dying.

- Did you call the ambulance? - You called her!

Go down and make her call.

Get the driver, because if he dies I want a Chinese witness.

Go!

Stronger. These are caresses.

Where the fuck am I going dressed like this?

Hey!

What do you want?

Leave it alone, it doesn't suit you.

These people hurt you.

Thank you. I do.

Get dressed in the elevator.

Come on, Frank.

I'm in.

Can you give me a hand?

Can you press 29?

The last one?

If you don't look down, nothing happens.

Don't worry.

"Don't look down."

I look down.

Finally I can look at Milan from above.

I take off my whim.

How am I, Frank?

You are an angel.

You always answer me like this.

Can't you see that I'm sitting because of you?

You made me run.

My feet already hurt.

I like it when you sweat because of me.

Frank!

I'm serious.

How am I?

In my opinion?

No, according to the parish priest of San Demente.

I don't know what he thinks, but to

me you are an angel come down to earth.

All right.

Even the parish priest, if he saw you, would say:

"Miracle!

Angels exist."

- You're a lunatic. - No!

- Watch out! You make my jacket dirty. - Excuse me. For charity.

- What's up? - You are pretty.

Yes?

Much.

All right.

Allowed?