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Sorry. l'm sorry.
That was her.
She seemed more lazy than wise,
but she was wise, she was ahead.

Towards the end of this story,
l'll tell her something important:

..''From now on, for everything
you say, l'll ask why.''

You'll see how she answers
and you'll understand.

Where are you?
While l talk, your eyes
become opaque marbles.

Am l boring?
Am l repetitive?

Where are you, Matt?
- Enough!
- Enough! Enough!

What do you want from me?
Opaque marbles again,..

..where did you get that from,
your mother?


What are you saying?
lt's your turn.
Where did they find her?
Oh, no!
Giulia, please...
Where are you going?
Where are you going?
Come here.
-Where are you going?
- l'm no good!

Come back to rehearsal.
-Act like an artist!
- But l'm not!

-You are what you choose to be!
- l'm afraid!

You have no choice, if you don't
want to leave me in deep shit.

l know you can do it.
You'll prove it to yourself,
me, everyone.

Got it?
lt was A for Atlantis,..
..Africa, Australia, atoll,..
..for aviators, Amazon,..
..slow, oscillating A like adrift.
lt was all the most exciting A's,
except for one.

- Hi.
- Hi, Vale.

-When's dinner?
- l'll start cooking.