Tomorrow's a New Day (Domani è un altro giorno)

TOMORROW'S A NEW DAY

I'm going.

You gotta be strong, okay ?

Love you !

How are you ?

- You got on a plane ? - I got on a plane.

- It didn't crash ? - No. Apparently not.

I'm glad you're here.

Come in.

Pato, look who's here !

Uncle Tommaso from Canada. Remember him ?

Hi.

- Your suitcase ? - It's at the hotel across the street.

Hotel ? Why not stay here with me ?

I have jet lag, I need to sleep alone.

Truth is, you've never liked my house. Pato !

That is true.

Why didn't you tell me you were coming ?

- I wanted to surprise you. - Well, you surprised me.

But you could've done it sooner.

- Don't you feel a bit guilt-ridden ? - More than a bit.

- Guilt would keep me awake at night. - It does keep me awake.

Thanks to you, I don't sleep and I'm seeing a shrink.

- A shrink ? - Yes.

What the hell do you tell your shrink ?

- Not the truth ? - No !

Before I forget, I have some stuff for you.

Some nice whiskey.

And other things.

- What's this ? - A drawing from the kids.

We should avoid these kinds of things.

Tommaso...

- How long are you here for ? - Four days.

- That's all ? - I have to work on Monday.

Are you here to have a talk with me, too ?

Well, when I found out about your decision...

I hoped we could talk it over.

- Bad idea ? - Yes.

Because if that's what you think, just go the fuck back to Canada.

Gather up all these gifts and go home.

But I'll keep this.

Listen, Giuliano...

you know how afraid I am of flying, right ?

Do you think I'd take such a long trip,

get here, be told off by you, and just go back home ?

I'll be here for four days, Giuliano. Deal with it.

It might be rough,

but I've dealt with you all my life, you can handle four days.

Here's what you can do...

take Pato for a walk at the park nearby, all right ?

See you outside in 20 minutes, I'll go shower.

Okay.

You're a stud.

A stud, so to speak...

Let's go.

Come on.

Here we are.

Sit down, sit.

Down, Pato.

Good boy.

Hello.

Pato, hi.

- Know him ? - Yes.

- You're Giuliano's friend ? - Yes.

Give him this.

He asked for it a week ago but vanished.

All right, thanks.

- That's 50 euros. - Right ! Sorry. I thought...

you had an arrangement.

- Out in the open ? - Relax.

Okay.

How's Giuliano ?

He's taking a shower, he's fine.

- You guys are close ? - We are.

- Give him my best. - Okay.

- Your name ? - He knows.

He knows, of course.

- Is that Pato ? - I guess he's a local celebrity.

- Where's Giuliano ? - At home.

- Are you all right ? - At home, then...

I'll go there.

- Hey. - Where are you ?

We're coming. But this girl from the park might beat me there.

She's cute but skittish. Do you two need time alone ?

- Does she have blue eyes ? - Yes, cute, blue eyes...

- But very skittish. - Long hair, about 5'5 ?

Maybe 5'6 or 5'7. How the heck should I know !

I need to avoid that nag !

- See you in 5 minutes by the stairs. - Okay, by the stairs...

How can you stand it ?

Quit staring, you stress me out.

Tommaso ? Let's go, she's still in the vicinity.

Come on.

Who is she ?

A pain in the ass, a two-bit actress...

I'll explain later.

- Where are we going ? - To the vet.

It's nearby, we can walk there.

Tommaso ?

- Why are we whispering ? - Dunno, you started.

I did ?

Before I saw the skittish girl another one gave me this for you,

maybe we shouldn't walk around with it.

20 euros ? I wanted 50.

No, it's 50, I paid her.

She ripped you off, it's 20.

Which ?

Why are you pinning his photo up ?

So someone will adopt him, or so I hope.

Can't your cousin Paola take him ?

She has a tiny apartment and a cat.

He's a handful.

Plus, I still need to talk to him.

Talk to him ?

- Mocking me ? - No.

He's a dog, not a plant, he has personality.

He's so alert, look at him.

- Yeah. - He understands everything.

I have two kids, Pato's one of them. Got it ?

- You can go in, Mr. Baroni. - Thanks.

Hold him. He's too sensitive to come in.

Come on, Tommaso.

- Check the parameters. - Okay, doc.

- Hi, Giuliano. - How are you ?

Fine, you ? Today's hectic.

No worries.

- I'll be quick. - What is it ?

- An issue with Pato. - His paw ?

His paw's fine.

I was wondering how a dog reacts to loss, to grief.

You mean, the death...

Of his owner ?

How might he react ?

Well... it's somewhat like being abandoned.

Animals are troubled by loss.

On a physical level, how...

He might seem withdrawn at first,

have psychosomatic symptoms, digestive issues...

What about those things you see in the papers,

those articles that make you cry

about dogs who wait around for their dead owners...

- Shall we go into my office ? - No need.

I'm just worried about my dog.

I have to put him up for adoption,

what's better: a family with kids or a single man like me ?

I don't know, Giuliano.

If you want I can ask my friend who's an animal psychologist.

Great idea.

I'll pay for his tests in advance so whoever adopts him

will keep coming to you.

He'll be well taken care of.

- Can I leave him for a few hours ? - No problem.

- Thanks. - Sure.

- Bye, Giuliano. Bye. - Goodbye.

You're a stud, Tommaso !

I love you.

What matters in life is love.

Families, partnerships, relationships.

Pato and I.

You and I.

I come after the dog...

But that's fine, buy me breakfast and I'll be fine with anything.

Breakfast it is.

Who would've thought we'd still be friends after all this time ?

Not me.

Can I say something deep ?

- Yes, but I need breakfast. - I know.

- I need to say something. - Say it.

I've always admired the fact that you never expect anything in return.

You're generous, Tommaso, I'm not.

All right, thanks.

- And you ? - Me what ?

What have you learned from me after all these years ?

- Nothing ? - Nope, zilch.

You are brave.

You're brave.

You've always faced things with bravery,

even now.

This alone made the trip

from that godforsaken place you live in worth it.

What's it called again ? It always cracks me up.

Katz Awry ? Katz Thigh ?

- Katz Thai ? - Cat's Eye.

- Katz Sigh ! - Cat's Eye, like eye of a cat.

Eye of a cat... Taxi !

Cat's Eye ! Can you take us to... Cat's Eye ?

Hello, sorry I'm late.

No problem, doctor.

My cousin Paola couldn't come, so I brought my friend.

- Hello. - Hello.

He's from Cat's Eye, a town in Canada. Ever heard of it ?

It's a hotspot for people who are running from the law.

- I'm not running from the law. - I figured.

He came to visit.

One last time.

Well, as I mentioned, we should start another round of chemo.

We'll change the meds, as I told you last time,

and do a liver scan, which is essential.

We can do blood work tomorrow and the scan on Friday.

No.