(hands on hips) It's Saturday.
(He opens a smaller box. Inside: a faded photograph of a young, beautiful woman who looks like Eleonora but isn't. On the back, written in Italian: "Sofia, 1989. Ti amerò sempre." – "Sofia, 1989. I will love you always.")
(smiling, tearful) That's what family is, tesoro. Sad things we carry together. Scene 3: The Living Room – Night
(They all laugh. The camera pulls back. The subtitle appears:)
(to Lorenzo) You still want to go to the arcade?
Nah. I think I'll stay.
(Giulio goes pale. The music swells—typical I Cesaroni dramedy style.)
Maybe because it's boring.
(whispering) That's not your mother.
(The whole family is on the couch, eating takeout pizza. The photo of Sofia is now on the mantelpiece, next to the wedding photo.)
Wait, we have an aunt?
Is your company prepared for the cost of downtime?
