Summer Affair (Il sole nella pelle)

- So, Lisa... - Lisa and nothing else!

As a last name...

You can state Lisa M. in the report.

And the boy?

Give me the Robert Werner file, with W.

- You understand, the girl is a minor. - Naturally.

Well then...

Robert Werner, nationality: French.

Frenchman?

Yes. Alsatian.

A pity. A German would give more in such a case.

19 years old, blue eyes, special features: a tattoo.

What kind of tattoo?

A flower on his arm.

Carnacelli Marina.

Go.

Please.

Well, you're the last person to see her.

- Me and all the others. - But you are her best friend.

I've already spoken to the others.

But I don't know anything. I only know what everyone knows.

That's what you think. But that's not true.

Everyone sees things in different ways.

In their way.

Tell me everything from the beginning.

She told me about him at school.

But I saw him for the first time in Polynesia.

- Well, that's what we called it. - And where is this, this Polynesia?

Well, where is it now?

- Over there! - Damn how far it is...

Giorgio!

Put the steering wheel lock in.

- Why do you always take us to Polynesia? - You'll see soon.

Let's go, let's go!

Loretta! Isabella!

- Were you here before? - No.

You'll see what great people they are!

Come on, come on!

- Also a foot bath? - So you can at least wash your feet once.

A bit uncomfortable, this Polynesia.

- What if I slip? - Oh, these stones!

Are you excited?

Well, you'll see him again in a moment.

Hey!

- Look! - Man, what a hot one...

That's why it's called Polynesia.

- And that's just the beginning. - Come!

Let's go, let's go...

Quiet quiet...

You know it, right? Even the boys... are almost all naked.

That's their business.

You really are a girl...

- Gosh! - And there's another one.

Look at them.

Haven't you seen him yet?

Come on, look for him!

Or are you afraid he's here with someone?

Hey, look!

- Look! - This one!

Look at them!

- You play so well! - Yes I like it.

You're a minstrel. You know, the ones who traveled the world singing.

Yes certainly.

I know you know everything.

Don't exaggerate.

The only thing I want to know

- I don't know that. - What?

- The police! - Run!

- Hurry up! - Just run away!

Gianni! Gianni!

Come on, come on, boys.

Let's go, let's go!

- Faster faster! - Go, go!

Up, go!

- And get dressed again! - What a story!

- Well, very good! - Let's go, let's go.

Let's go, boys.

Come on, come on. Get in.

I have to go now.

- Where? - To the others. - But why?

You're lucky you didn't get caught.

You didn't do anything bad.

- Neither did the others. - But then you'll go to prison!

There are famous predecessors:

Socrates, Gandhi,

Bertrand Russell, Jesus and so many others.

So many others...

I told you we have nothing to do with them.

These are our documents. We are students. From Rome.

Come on, get your IDs out.

- What were you doing here? - Nothing. We were curious.

Well. Go now.

Just go. But don't mingle with these people anymore.

Come on, go home now!

And what are you waiting for? Come on, move.

- But I... - Are you one of the others?

Well, go, go home, let's go!

Why them and not us?

Well, we are students.

These are stray dogs, they don't have tags.

So he was on the police register?

Like all foreigners.

A custom that is common in all countries.

Does he smoke? I mean: Is he on drugs?

No.

For that matter, he doesn't even smoke cigarettes.

No...

He didn't do anything wrong,

until then.

Here they are, they are coming!

But children, what are you doing? Go home.

- Excuse me, are you a university professor? - Yes.

- And you were Lisa's literature teacher, right? - Yes.

What was Lisa like? What kind of girl was she?

An impeccable girl, in every way.

Hardworking, intelligent, educated.

- And the family? - An exemplary family.

Her father is a big industrialist.

- In which industry? - Automobiles.

- Your father is coming soon, Miss. - Thank you, I'll wait for him here.

Engineers! Please excuse me, I forgot something:

A problem that only takes a minute.

If I could ask you.

Please.

Marina? Oh, it's you.

I'm with Dad at the factory. I'm waiting for him.

I'm sorry, what?

They're out again, have you seen him?

When was that? Yes, yes, I'm coming! Thanks. Bye!

I like this idea of ​​a Renaissance loggia on Roman walls.

Do you know that you speak like a real Italian?

I like to think so.

I'm a bastard.

What do you mean?

My father is Alsatian.

My mother is Italian.

How beautiful it is outside.

So much drama because of two days in prison.

They locked up a friend, an architecture student, for two months.

Were you in love with him?

For a few days. But it was over before he got out again.

At your age, love comes and goes.

That's not true.

I just need to seriously fall in love.

Don't you believe me?

Let's go up. I want to see this loggia up close.

It's already late, I have to go back home.

- How come? - Why? Because they're waiting for me.

They should.

This place is so beautiful.

- Don't you like it? - Of course I like it.

Don't you remember you met me here?

- Even. - I have to go now. - But why?

Oh, Robert, there are rules you have to respect.

You'll see the same day,

you will have the same number of children,

but you won't experience this one moment again,

this one hour.

Why?

Listen, Robert,

why don't you come visit me at home after dinner? Do you like?

Where?

I push.

No.

- No, I pass. - I push.

Push... I want to see.

- I'm out. - Three aces.

- I have a street. - Congratulations!

Giovanni, where are you going?

- The young lady has a visitor. - Oh, well, just go.

Did you hear, my daughter has a visitor!

I have to admit to myself that she is no longer a child.

- It's always like that with children. - The years are indeed passing by.

- Also in your case! - How nice! Yes, probably true...

Did you see? I can invite friends to the house.

My parents are very modern, they give me complete freedom.

Like in Europe.

What does that mean? Italy is also Europe.

But it's a shame that you can only be outside until 12.30 p.m.

When are you eating?

- When I'm hungry. - And you always have,

when you're hungry, something to eat?

Of course.

And what is your father doing?

- Guess! - Painter? - No. It's more industrial.

- How does your mother kill her time? - Right now she's playing poker.

- And you? - Me? I...

And you? What are you doing?

I'm here with you. And I like it.

- Marco! - Hello! - Hello!

- The man of the house! - So early today, what happened?

- How are you all? - A nice surprise!

- What day is today? - Thursday.

Thursday...

- The Thursday Poker. - That's right!

Just keep going, otherwise you'll lose your rhythm.

And then you'll blame me!

A martini.

- Is Lisa at home? - Yes. She has a guest.

Please.