[♪ musical swirl ♪]
[metalic ping]
[rolling waves]
[orchestral chord]
[woman on recording] Your word for today is
"lo voglio."
- [device dings] - [man] Lo voglio.
[recording] Lo voglio.
- [device dings] - [man] Lo voglio.
["Perfect" by Ed Sheeran playing]
[group singing "Happy Birthday"]
♪ I found a love ♪
♪ For me ♪
[excited chatter]
♪ Darling, just dive right in ♪
[woman exclaims]
♪ And follow my lead ♪
[laughter, squealing]
♪ Well, I found a girl ♪
[inaudible dialogue]
♪ Beautiful and sweet ♪
[indistinct chatter]
♪ I never knew you were the someone ♪
♪ Waiting for me ♪
♪ 'Cause we were just kids when we fell in love ♪
♪ Not knowing what it was... ♪
[whispers] All right, guys. We're gonna go see Ms. Rigon.
Come on, let's go. All right, here we go.
Come on in. Come on in, guys.
Okay, guys, here we are in Ms. Rigon's class. Let's go!
- [kids] Hi! - Yeah! All right.
Now I want you to reveal your artwork on three.
Uno, due, tre!
Aw, it's so nice.
"Will you... marry me?" [gasps]
[kids gasp]
[speaking in Italian] Marry me in Rome, Italy.
- In Rome? - Yeah.
Yes!
[all cheering]
[kids chanting] She said yes! She said yes!
She said yes! She said yes!
["Perfect Symphony" with Andrea Bocelli plays]
["Perfect Symphony" continues playing]
["Perfect Symphony" continues faintly over speakers]
[hushed chatter]
[exhales]
Hey. Denise, what's going on?
She was just here.
She is here. So she's here?
She was here, and then she wasn't.
Okay. Uh...
- I don't know where she is. - I'm going to check the back.
Where are you going?
[hushed chatter]
[sighs]
["Marechiaro, Marechiaro" by Sergio Bruni plays]
[sighs]
- [big band strikes up in song] - [phone line ringing]
[voicemail] This is Heather. Sorry I missed your call.
Leave me a message.
[phone line ringing]
Hi, this is Heather. Sorry I missed your call.
Leave me a message.
[tires screech]
Heather! Heather, honey?
Come on. Oh.
Hey, Mrs. McNally.
I'm telling you, she was there and then she-she just wasn't.
Call me if you hear anything, okay? All right.
["Marechiaro, Marechiaro" continues playing]
[song fades]
["Marechiaro, Marechiaro" resumes playing]
[pilot over PA] Ladies and gentlemen,
we are cleared for takeoff.
We should be getting off the ground shortly.
[panting, muttering]
[phone rings]
Denise, is-is Heather there?
No. Where are you? What's going on?
I'm on a plane.
Sir, please put your phone away.
Okay. No problem. I'm gonna do that.
What do I do with all the guests?
Feed them. I don't know.
She just told you to put your phone down.
I know, but it's my wedding planner.
- [frantic chatter over phone] - [chiming]
Really?!
[chiming repeatedly]
Matt?
- I gotta go. - Sir, put your phone away.
I'm not saying it again.
Okay. Okay, fine. Listen, call me if you hear anything, okay?
I-I have to get off the plane.
Sir, sit down! Sir, we are taking off!
[splutters] I have to get off the plane. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
[muttering frantically]
[grunts]
- [passengers gasping] - [song ends]
Listen-- No, no, no! No grazie! No grazie!
[lock clicks]
She just needs space!
[glass squeaks]
[soft lounge music playing]
Buona sera, signore.
Hey. [mutters]
Um, I'm just gonna need to move some things around
with my reservation.
Okay. Name?
Yes, it's Matthew Taylor.
[keyboard clacking]
Yes. I see you already checked into the honeymoon suite.
Congratulations.
No, no, no, no congratulations yet.
I need to, uh, postpone the honeymoon.
It's the "Two Become One" package.
Is there something wrong?
At the moment, yeah, there is.
There is something wrong right now. But it's all...
We're gonna need to shift some things down a bit.
Shift?
The tour, the dinner reservations,
the few days in Tuscany.
Let's just go ahead and let's do it.
Yeah, you can, uh, shift it.
Mr. Taylor, I'm sorry, but I cannot shift anything.
Yeah.
Even Ed Sheeran?
Ed Sheeran?
The concert tickets, can I sell those?
I don't want to. They're great seats and all, but it's just--
Sorry, but it's impossible.
Yeah, okay.
[sighs]
Look, I think we both know things didn't go too...
too well today. [chuckles]
What do you say we just get a refund on everything?
Mr. Taylor, I understand your frustration, but...
I can do nothing.
[sighs] This wasn't supposed to happen.
If I was in your position, Mr. Taylor,
I would just enjoy the package myself.
Go see Italy. It's beautiful.
See the sights. Drink wine. Eat lots of food.
Go on my honeymoon?
Call it what you want.
Honeymoon, vacation.
It's paid for.
I will keep this here with me for when Mrs. Taylor returns.
[sighs]
Thank you.
Uh, Marcello. Thank you so much, yeah.
- You're welcome. - Yeah, okay.
[Marcello] Buona notte.
[luggage thudding]
[emotional music plays]
[fountain whirring softly]
[liquid trickling]
[pained groaning]
[siren wails in distance]
[groaning continues]
[man] Oh, it's so nice to be here. Are you having fun?
[woman] Yeah.
- Hey-- - You showing me something?
Tomorrow, that fountain... what do we-- what do we do there?
Trevi?
We're going to go look at it.
- That's it? We just look at it? - It's old.
Well, it's an old fountain. We're gonna go.
I think you toss cash in it or something.
[groans]
- I don't know if there's fish. - You want us to do the Trevi.
Well, that-that's part of the tour.
[Matt groaning]
Shh.
[pained groaning]
What is that?
[groaning]
[man] That sound?
It's not any louder than you.
Well, I don't know about that.
- Just-- all right. - Get your elbow over there.
Yeah, but you're on my side.
I'm reading my book.
- It's not a book. It's a magazine. -[shushes]
It's not even in English.
[pained groaning]
It's starting. We just got here. It's starting, just like that.
Why does this happen every single marriage?
[upbeat music playing]
[Matt] Ma, I'm telling you, there's nothing to worry about.
She just needs some space. Everything's fine.
The wedding's still on.
I gotta be here. Look, I can't start over again.
- [kids chattering]
- [mother] You can start over. Come home.
[laughter]
["Il pullover" by Gianni Meccia playing]
Uh, scusi? Un doppio espresso, per favore.
[barista speaking Italian]
Do-Donna, sweetheart, what would you like?
Uh, sweetheart. Honey?
Uh, honey? Honey?
We're going to be late for the tandem tours.
Honey, she has a baby.
And I'm gonna need you to check your tone
because it's climbing a little bit.
Okay. [stammers] Why don't you go ahead, yeah.
Honey, I'm just worried about being late for this tour, okay?
I understand, but I need you to respect me right now.
Oh, I do respect you.
I respect the baby, too.
But we-we should really get going.
I'm proud of you.
Okay, we're going to be late.
Yeah, let's-- Okay, let's just--
We'll-We'll come back for the coffee.
I got to go, Ma. I love you.
Hey. No. No, grazie. [chuckles]
[dishware clatters]
No, grazie.
Sorry. Okay. Sorry.
[speaking in Italian]
[sighs]
[barista speaks in Italian]
[Matt sighs]
[door closes]
[barista 2] Buongiorno.
[in Italian] Greetings
Uh...
[in Italian] May I have...
espresso
and...
croissant
espresso.
Um... [mutters]
- [phone chimes] - Uh... Um...
[speaking in Italian] Come on, give it to me.
Uh, "zoo... chero."
"Zoo-chero"?
Yes.
- "Zoo-chero." - "Zoo-chero"?
"Zoo-chero," the thing?
[chattering in Italian]
[yelling in Italian] I’m sick of this stupid ball.
- "Zoo-chero." - "Zoo-chero"?
"Zoo-chero."
They weren't playing with you. The kids.
[in Italian] You have to be careful.
Keep your eyes open in Rome.
[sighs]
Uh, sorry. It's...
[in Italian] Sugar.
Uh... uh, what is?
You say it wrong. Zucchero. Not "zoo-chero."
Oh, I think-- No, I think it is "zoo-chero."
Only 'cause in the app it says... Let me see, I'm sorry.
I'm pretty sure, yeah. It's double C.
Go sit.
[in Italian] We'll take care of you. Ok? Don't worry.
Just want "zoo-chero" in-in the coffee.
Okay. Ciao.
[sighs]
[in Italian] Here it is. Cappuccino with "zoo-chero."
[soft chuckle]
- Grazie. - Prego.
Sorry about that, too. I, uh...
I checked my app, and, uh, you're-you're right.
It is, uh... z-zucchero?
Zucchero. It is, uh, difficult.
Sì. I should have known you were right on that.
Sorry about that. I'm trying to learn.
[sighs, speaks in Italian] That’s it...
[in Italian] Is everything ok?
[speaks in Italian] You seem a bit...
What?
No, because they are just kids, and...
[speaks in Italian] problem.
No, no, no, nothing. I'm-I'm fine.
It wasn't... It's not them.
Um, if you are afraid to leave,
I sneak you out the back. [clicks tongue]
[chuckles] No. No, I'm okay. Thank you so much.
By the way, there was about 30 of them.
- [speaks Italian] Too many.
There was a lot.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
But we can take them.
- Yeah. - [both chuckle]
[chuckles] Uh, wow. [speaks in Italian] Smile. Sì.
Yeah.
Cheer up, Zoo-chero. You are in Rome, okay?
- Okay. - Cheer up. [chuckles softly]
[soft music plays]
Thank you.
[laughs softly] Okay.
Ciao.
[crowd chattering]
["Il cielo in una stanza" by Mina Mazzini plays]
["Il cielo in una stanza" continues playing]
What is wrong with your face?
What do you mean? I'm smiling.
Oh, yeah, no, don't do that. Okay, try again.
["Il cielo in una stanza" continues playing]
[man] Is that guy by himself still?
How you doing?
["Il cielo in una stanza" continues playing]
[inaudible dialogue]
[Matt speaking indistinctly on phone]
In Rome? Yes!
[cheering]
[kids chanting] She said yes! She said yes! She said yes!
She said yes!
[chanting continues faintly]
[music ends]
[Marcello] Looking dapper, Mr. Taylor.
Give me the good news.
Still nothing yet.
I'm praying things work out.
[lush lounge piano music plays]
[inaudible dialogue]
[dramatic whoosh]
Hm?
[man] What are you doing?
[splutters] I'm sorry?
Is this seat taken?
Uh. Yeah. Yeah, that's for my fiancée.
Oh, yeah.
I'm sorry, do-do I know you? Uh...
Oh, I've been seeing you all day.
You on that honeymoon package?
- Yeah. - The "Two Become One"?
- Yes. - Where's your two?
I only see one.
Well, that's... that's personal. I mean...
Oh.
Oh, it's a no-show.
Oh. Hey, scusi, Big Tuna. Big Tuna, bring that over here.
No, no. Come, come, come. Graz', graz'.
Keep this. He's going to need that.
He got left at the altar.
I... No, no, I never-- I never said that.
No, no, you didn't.
You said "fiancée," which means you didn't get married.
What... What are you talking about?
No. What are you-- [stammers] Who are you? I'm sorry.
Oh, my name's Julian.
My friends call me Julie or Jules, like family.
Name?
What do your friends call you?
Matt. They call...
Matty. Well, now that you're single, you're gonna...
need a dirty rebound.
I-I-I don't need-- I'll tell you what I need.
You know what I need? I need to be left alone,
if you don't mind.
- Aw, let me be your wingman. - I don't need a wingman.
- Please! - I'm not single.
Matty, something is broken.
Nothing's broken. We...
We're just putting a pause on things right now.
And when-when she's ready,
- we're gonna resume. - No. No.
See that smokefest over there? Playing with the dingle balls?
That's Meghan. That's my wife.
We've divorced each other twice. This is our third honeymoon.
I know what you're thinking, but I was never left at the altar.
That you don't resume.
Okay, let's get out of here. You know what I mean?
This whole scene's a bit depressing now.
I'm not going anywhere. I don't know who you are.
We're in the same package. We'll get there.
- Bottoms up. - I-I don't-- I don't drink.
Mm-hm.
Tonight you do.
["Unica" by Antonello Venditti playing]
[lively chatter]
[Donna] Babe, what's taking so long?
I don't know. I guess they don't speak English here.
[Donna] Honey, you gotta speak Italian!
Ohh!
Hey guys! Guys, come here, come here.
- [Donna squeals] - This is Matt.
He's on the same honeymoon package as us.
Only he's solo mio.
Fiancée left him at the altar,
- but don't bring it up. - [Matt] That's not 100%.
This is-- this is-- uh, Phil.
Neil. Neil Simmons.
I'm a therapist. It's awful what happened to you.
Hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa. What'd I just say?
We're gonna work it-- we're gonna work it out.
- We're working it out now. - Oh, good. Donna.
- Oh. - So nice to meet you.
This is my lovely bride and, uh, my therapist,
- Donna. - He doesn't need to know that.
You married your therapist? Ain't that against the rules?
Let it slide, babe. They seem happy to me.
Let's get a couple of tables and pull them together, eh, Matty?
- Great idea. - Sounds great.
It's actually not against the law.
[Meghan] Really? Sounds messy.
Hey, this guy didn't even get down on his knee
to propose this last time.
Come on. I just had knee surgery, for crying out loud!
Soon enough, I asked her out.
- I said no. - She said no.
But, you know, we kept it all a secret.
[Donna] Until now.
[Julian] Wow.
I thought we talked about not sharing too much.
- I know. It's just-- - Change the subject.
Okay. I actually do have a mild case of angina,
but the medication is--
Ah-ah-ah. An-gina.
Hey, why'd you get left?
Oh, come on, babe. Give him some time here.
No, I want to know who we're rooting for.
It could be his fault.
Yeah, you know, Meghan's right. Like, we have to unpack this
- for Matthew's sake. - No.
We could just respect his personal space.
I think he needs to spend some time in the gutters.
I'm gonna get a drink. Anyone like a drink?
Look at the poor guy.
- He just got left flat. - Gutters are good.
Hey. Can I get a drink, please?
[woman laughs]
[Italian accent] Is weird.
I usually do not like Americans.
But you're different.
[splutters] Are you talking to me?
Mm-hmm. [giggles] I'm Claudia.
[laughs]
I'm-I'm engaged though. So, yeah.
I don't see a ring.
Uh... that's 'cause I'm engaged, and I'm a-- I'm a man.
- Oh. - So we don't do... you know?
[slurring] Well, do you love her?
My fiancée. I really... I do.
- I like your hair. [giggles] - Yeah.
Nope, definitely his fault. Look at him.
He's already got another one lined up.
That's what I'm talking about. The gutters, babe.
Aw, that's not going to help him. He needs to heal.
Oh, you're one of those guys.
What's that supposed to mean?
You know what it means.
All right. You-- Okay, you know what?
I'm going to go to the restroom.
- Donna, watch my drink. - Take it with you.
I'm going to take it with me.
Mmm. [slurring] So... she just left you?
She did. But we're-we're-we're working it out.
We're in the process of working it out.
- Aww! - Yeah.
- No, my poor baby. No. - Yeah. Oh, boy. Oh.
Oh. Thank you so much.
[Claudia moaning]
- That's very sweet. - [patrons applauding]
Very sweet of you, but, uh, yeah.
How we doing? I could take a beer. Whatever's easiest.
[slurring] I gotta use the washroom.
Okay.
Eh, don't go anywhere. Huh?
Okay. Oh, thank you so much.
[lounge singer plays "Nessun dorma"]
[mouthing]
[mouthing] Do you have your wallet?
[mouthing] Thank you.
He's amazing.
He's alright.
Alright?
What're you talking about?
I can sing better.
Are you crazy? He's incredible!
I'm telling you...
Show me!
Go!
Go up there?
Yes!
No, no.
["Nessun dorma" crescendos]
[song ends]
[patrons applauding]
[lounge music plays]
[Claudia] You like me, huh?
[slurring] And I asked for one thing, and then didn't get it.
And I was like, "All right. How do...
How do you not love Ed Sheeran?"
- Do you know... - [Claudia chuckles]
- You know what I'm saying? - Scusi, guys.
Uh, bar's closed.
- Mm. - [bartender] Thank you.
[Matt speaks indistinctly]
[Matt] There you go.
- Oop, right here. - Yeah, yeah.
There you go. [slurring] That's just nice and easy.
- I know. - There you go.
It's my birthday.
Happy birthday... [in Italian accent] ...Claudia.
You're cute. [chuckles]
It's my honeymoon.
And what are you doing here with me?
Celebrating your birthday.
[Claudia chuckles]
[mimicking party horn]
[wheezy laughter]
[both laughing]
[coughs]
[sharp exhale]
[Claudia sighs]
Everything... [groaning]
Everything is just...
Everything is just a mess, you know?
And I...
I like... I always thought I'd be married and have like kids
and everything like that.
But then I hit, like, 50, and I realized...
[Claudia sighs]
...it may... it may not happen, you know?
And then I met Heather. It was so good.
And then, boof.
[Claudia sighs]
[soft music plays]
- She's gone. - [lighter clicks]
[sighs] And just like that, I'm...
- I'm alone again, you know? And... [lighter clicking]
I just...
[lighter clicking]
I'm too old to do this.
Where is she now?
She's somewhere out there.
[sighs]
And where are you?
[distant siren wailing]
[Claudia sighs]
I'm alone on my honeymoon.
No.
Where are you?
["Città vuota" by Mina playing]
Look around...
Roma's beauty is here for you.
Don't let your heart close your eyes to it.
Whoa.
She's the only woman I ever loved.
[whispers] She doesn't have to be.
[clattering]
[music halts suddenly]
[grunts, sighs]
[panting]
[soft music plays]
[exhales]
[ice clinking]
[grunting]
Call Heather.
- [line ringing] - [cork pops]
[voicemail] This is Heather. Sorry I missed your call.
- Leave me a message. - [beep]
[Matt in singsong] Hey, Heather.
[normal voice] It's me again.
[slurring] I don't...
know if you're getting these messages or not.
Anyway, I miss you.
You know, I'm on the honeymoon.
I'm on it now.
[Matt chuckles]
We went to the fountain today, and...
it's on a boat.
[soft music playing]
I miss you.
I wish you were here.
[sighs]
Julian's weird.
[phone vibrating]
[groans]
[vibrating continues]
[groans]
- [sighs] - [vibrating stops]
Oh, no, no.
No. Oh, no!
[line ringing]
[tone chimes]
[automated voice] We're sorry.
Your call cannot be completed as dialed.
Please check the number and try again.
[scoffs]
["Città vuota" playing]
Buongiorno, Mr. Taylor.
She's still not here.
Okay.
[doorbell jingles]
["Ciao, mai più la vedrò" by Gian Pieretti playing]
Do you have my wallet? I don't know what happened to it.
Did you bring your bundle sack?
No, I didn't pack it.
I didn't... I didn't think I needed it.
[exclaims in Italian] Too much fun last night, Zoo-chero?
- Oh. - [chuckles]
Uh, no, no, no. Just, uh, no fun. Just a pounding headache.
- Try, try. Yes. Yes. - Oh, okay.
- Whoa. - No, no, no.
- Whoa. What-- - Drink, drink.
- Espresso grappa. It's perfect mix.
- No, no, no.
No, I had so much last night. I-I had too much. I--
[shushes] Drink, drink. Trust me.
- [sighs] Mm? - That's pretty good.
[in Italian] In Italian we call it a richiamino.
[muttering]
Richiamino. It's a small comeback.
Because when you drink in the evening,
you must drink in the morning.
Oh, the "hair of the dog."
- Hair of the dog? - That's what they call it.
- [speaks in Italian] - When you're drinking--
The American language, it very strange.
- Yeah. - Hair of the dog.
Did you pack it?
[speaking in Italian]
[groans] Oh. Grazie. Oh, thank you so much.
She said, "Pay attention in Rome."
Yeah. Oh.
[Matt] Oof.
Um, so...
Why... What are you doing here?
Oh, um, uh, v-visiting.
- You know. Yeah. - Oh, okay. Yes.
Alone? Or, um, or are you with that woman from last night?
- [speaks in Italian] - Oh, no. Definitely--
- No? - Definitely not with her.
No, so... solo mio.
"Only mine"?
What?
No, because that's what it means.
Solo mio, it's "only mine."
What is this?
You ordered it. Drink it.
Hey, isn't that the chick from last night?
It's Matty. No, no, it's not the same chick.
That's a different gal. She works here.
Oh, that, that is no longer this. That is more like a...
Where did you learn Italian?
- I have an app. - Because it's very--
- I got an app. And I'm on the-- - Ah. [in Italian] an app?
- Sì. - [in Italian] Delete it. Okay?
- No, no, no, get off the app. - Why? How am I going to learn?
It's better. I speak with me.
If you learn Italian, I am perfect teacher. Okay?
Well, that's nice. Thank you very much.
- I see you with the bike. - Yes.
But the bike for two. And you are alone.
Oh. Yeah. I, uh...
I booked it six months ago.
And, uh, I tried to shift the whole tour
and do it, like, another time.
Uh, because, uh... yeah.
Okay. You are a strange man.
Yes, sorry, but very strange.
What's your name?
Oh, I'm, uh, Matt. Matt Taylor.
- Matt Taylor. - Matt Taylor.
- Okay. - Yeah.
- Good. - [chuckles]
- And you are, uh...? - Sì. [speaks in Italian]
Like that? Oh, well...
It's a pleasure to meet you, "Caffè del Sole."
- [speaks in Italian] Gia. - No, no, I know. I know.
I was just trying to be funny. Sorry.
Okay. Keep trying.
[both laugh]
That was nice.
[in Italian] I’m going to get a coffee, sorry.
Okay, okay. Sorry.
["È la pioggia che va" by Caterina Caselli playing]
- [bike bell dings]
- [Julian] Matty! Matty! Get a bike.
[kids chattering]
[Matt] Scusi.
Uh, I was wondering if today I, uh... I'm with the tandem tour.
We could get a-a one-seater today.
[in Italian] What?
What?
Uno. Uno-seater.
[in Italian] Impossible.
Impossible.
[stammers] I think you got, like, 20 bikes in here.
[in Italian] Go away. Bye.
[Matt] There's a lot.
[vendor speaking in Italian]
[clamoring]
[in Italian] Make me a coffee, please.
[in Italian] And find me Gia.
- [kids yelling] - No, no, no, no!
[kids clamoring]
Vincenzo... [in Italian]
[in Italian] If you answered my calls,
I wouldn't have to come here.
[in Italian] I know, but today is not a day to talk.
We need to talk.
Very, very busy. Excuse me.
Gia.
[clamoring]
[in Italian] You should be in school!
[kids clamoring]
- [in Italian] Come on, move it! - Why? Where?
What are you talking about?
[kids clamoring]
- [Gia squealing] - [Matt] Whoa!
Oh my-- Where am I going? I gotta get back to the tour!
I gotta get back to the tour.
Whoa. [chuckles] Oh, no, no, no.
Okay, okay. Oh.
Hey! I think that was Matthew.
- Who's on the back? - Coffee lady.
- [Neil gasps] - [Julian] Go, Matty! Go!
[Gia shouts in Italian]
["È la pioggia che va" continues playing]
[bike bell dings]
- Here, here. - Okay, okay, okay.
Okay. Yeah. [pants] That was-- that was a lot of little bumps.
- You're okay? - Yeah, fine. [panting]
Okay. Come on. Can-Can we eat?
- Okay. - Andiamo.
Okay. Oh, wow. [straining] Okay.
[panting] Wow.
[indistinct chatter]
[speaking in Italian]
Enzo. [speaking in Italian]
Gia. Ciao.
[conversing in Italian]
[both speaking in Italian]
Hey. [speaking in Italian]
Okay.
[speaking in Italian]
[conversing in Italian]
- He's very friendly. - [Matt] Wow.
[Gia] Grazie.
[in Italian] Here's a flower!
[speaks in Italian]
Wow.
- Gia! - [both speaking in Italian]
Mwah! [speaks in Italian]
Thank you.
[in Italian] Who is he? Does he speak Italian?
[in Italian] No, he's American. He doesn't understand Italian.
One rose for you.
- Oh, no, no, no. - For the missus, for the missus.
We're not together. No.
Small money, small money. Big help for my family.
No, no. I'm not--
[in Italian] But we're just friends.
[in Italian] No, I swear. Really! [laughs]
Please, she's my daughter. She's so cute. Come on.
- Okay. Yeah. - Take this.
- That's all I want. - One charge.
- Take that, that's fine. - Oh. For you also.
Oh. Thank you. I don't want any--
And one bag for the missus.
Yeah. Okay.
You want something?
- No, no, no. [speaks in Italian] - Grazie, grazie, grazie.
[conversing in Italian]
Uh, you know what, I'm just gonna put it...
- [speaking in Italian] - I don't know.
He said it was for his family.
[speaks in Italian]
Yeah. Yeah.
Nice. Okay.
- Wow. Where did that come from? - [speaking in Italian]
[overlapping chatter]
- Mwah! - Yeah. That's--
[conversing in Italian]
- [laughing] - Okay. All right, yeah.
[conversing in Italian]
[inaudible dialogue]
[soft mandolin music plays]
[Matt] How long have you had the cafe?
- [Gia] Three years. - Three years?
- Yes. - Wow.
I love it, but I will miss it.
You'll miss it? Why?
Uh, we are-- we are closing.
But why are you closing?
Um, he won't sell me the building.
Your landlord?
Sì, yes. And why stay?
- Right. - Ah.
Wow. What are you gonna do next?
I don't know. And you?
Um, what-what do you do, Matt Taylor?
Oh, me? Um, I'm an art teacher. I-I teach art.
- Ah. - Yeah.
- Che bello, to be able to teach. - Sì. Yeah.
You must be so... so talented.
Yeah. Well, fourth grade.
I teach fourth graders, so it's not--
[speaks in Italian] Someone gave you a job!
- Yeah. - Ha!
[chuckles] And I do it for the kids.
Kids? Wow. How many?
- Uh, 15. - Fifteen?
Yeah.
[scoffs]
All the same woman?
No, no, not my-not my kids. Fifteen students.
I have 15 students in my class.
- Studenti. - Sì.
- [laughs] Ah, okay! - Yeah.
No, no. Fifteen students. Yeah, they're amazing.
I-I don't have any kids. Do you have kids?
- No, no. No kids. - Okay.
- Okay. Come on. - What?
- Show me some art. - What? Oh, all right.
Yes, yes, yes.
Okay. Actually, I'm very proud of this. Here we go.
- There you go. [chuckles] - [Gia] Hmm. Wow.
You are not very good.
This is my kid... My class made this for me.
Ah, it was studenti.
[chuckles] They made it for me before I came to Italy.
Lookit, they drew these pictures.
Oh.
- Ah... - They cut your-your head off.
Yes. Had to have a talk with his, uh, parents.
[laughs]
That was... that was a weird one.
But, um...
Sorry, but I want to see... your art. Your work.
Oh. I-I don't... I don't have any.
I don't-I don't take pictures of it anyway.
[exclaims in Italian] I don't believe you. Come on!
I'm serious. I do like... I do, like,
hori-- like, uh, landscapes.
- [gasps] - What?
[speaks in Italian]
I have a good idea.
Yes, because, um, make me something, huh?
- You draw for me. - No, but I draw landscapes.
Yes, it's okay. Get your pencil. Come on!
I draw landscapes. I don't--
["Nessuno" by Mina plays]
[indistinct chatter]
[in Italian] Can you paint a portrait of both of us?
We came here on a tandem bike.
Smile. Don't move.
- That is not close to me. - No. This is you.
- It's perfect. - Why are my hands so little?
- I got tiny-- [laughs] - Oh, my, my. Little, little.
[both laugh]
- That's so beautiful. - That's tiny.
- That's crazy hands. - Oh, yes. It's beautiful.
I don't want-- Do you want this, by the way?
No, no, no. Keep it. Okay?
Okay. Um, all right.
Well, then I'm gonna give you... Hold on.
[laughs] In my little bag of tricks I got here.
- You want a fan? - So nice.
- No? You sure? - No, thank you. I'm sure.
Okay. All right, no worries.
Um... Ooh, then take a phone charger.
You got to take a phone charger.
- Uh, wow.
- And you want to, alright? - [indistinct]
Yeah. I had fun.
- You know... - [sighs]
Thank you for the ride. Thank you.
Thank you. I had a... I had fun today.
You know.
- Prego. - Prego.
- Ciao. - Ciao.
Ciao, ciao.
- Oh, I'm sorry. - Okay.
[speaks in Italian] No, wait, wait. Okay? Stop. Like this.
Okay.
[soft music playing]
Hmm?
It's not hard. Don't be weird.
- Okay. - Okay.
Ciao.
[soft music continues]
[gentle music plays]
[traffic bustling in the distance]
[Julian and Meghan arguing nearby]
[Matt sighs]
[Julian] Ah, kiss my ass!
Julie?
Matty!
Everything okay?
Hundred percent!
Where'd you sneak off today with the coffee lady, huh?
- No, I-I-- - Save it! Coming over!
What's going on?
I-I was just telling Julie--
I can't hear ya. I'm coming over.
[knocking, door opens]
- Did you kiss her? - [Matt] What?
Did you kiss her? I saw you on the bike today.
Oh, this room's gonna work out good for you.
- This is nice. - What are you talking about?
Did you kiss her?
- No. - But you wanted to!
- No. She-she kissed me. - Nice!
No! But it was weird. Is that wrong, by the way?
It was one kiss, each side though.
So that's a total of two. She did the thing.
Where-- You know?
Yeah. It happens all over Europe.
It doesn't mean a thing.
Was it fast or was it slow?
She, like, grabbed my face, and then she was like, like...
Mmm. And then she was like-- [moans, kisses]
Nice.
- See? Goodbye kiss. - No, it's not.
Of course it is!
She was saying goodbye.
- No, it's not-- - What are you talking about?!
Goodbye kiss is like a, "Mwah, mwah."
That, what you just demonstrated was, um...
[in Italian accent] "I like you
more of espresso and tongue."
See? Did-Did you like it?
[grunts softly]
You did!
- [Neil] Okay. - You did!
Where'd you leave things with Heather?
She blocked me.
Heather blocked you?!
- We can get through this. - Done. Finished.
- I don't know-- - Single.
- You need some time. - You are single.
He's not single. You're not single.
That's what I'm talking about.
- Just swim a little bit. - Take some time--
You spent the whole day with the Italian coffee lady
and she kissed you!
You don't need an Italian coffee lady.
On the cheek!
You gotta stop. Please, guys! Guys, please!
I don't even know you guys and you...
What the hell? The hell you guys doing to me?
Okay. Let's just all sit down and hit a hard reset.
- Hmm? - [Matt sighs]
[sighs]
What's with the Ed Sheeran t-shirt?
What?
You're wearing an Ed Sheeran t-shirt.
I like his music.
It's just a little odd.
He's allowed to like what he likes.
Thank you. Yeah. I like what I like. What's the big deal?
You're almost 60.
You're an old man with an earring.
- You got a hoop earring. - What's wrong with the hoop?
Matthew, he made a choice.
Yeah. A choice of, like, what a pirate would make
or somebody's grandma.
I may not be a grandma,
but I am in a loving relationship.
Okay. That's a little hurtful.
Loving? Real loving. Okay? You divorced the same woman twice.
And married thrice, which is three more times than you.
Okay. Guys, guys, guys. Listen, listen.
This is starting to get a little toxic, okay?
Toxic? What are you talking about, toxic?
You are not even a real therapist.
You married yours.
Excuse me?
Oh, yeah, Sparky, I looked you up.
You are a physical therapist. You wrap ankles.
Yeah. For the Orlando Magic.
That's the NBA, my friend.
I don't care. Neither does Matty. He's just gotta move on.
Yes, maybe, but not right now.
Is that your opinion or your therapist's?
Alright, Captain Jack. You know what?
I am a thousand times more qualified
to help him than you are.
Okay. I don't need either of you guys helping me!
This is... You-You're not perfect.
You-Your relationships aren't perfect.
[breathing shakily]
Jules, I already know your problem
with Meghan, you know why?
'Cause you guys don't shut up. You don't shut up!
Shut up, man!
And you're no better.
You and Donna, just 'cause you don't raise your voice
doesn't mean it's not a fight.
Heather and I ne-- we never did any of that, ever!
What we had was perfect.
But for some reason, you and...
you and Meghan are still together,
and you and Donna just got married, but...
Why not me?
[sighs] What's wrong with me?
Matthew...
There's nothing wrong with you.
Our relationships,
however flawed,
they work because we have a foundation.
I mean, the only thing that brought Julian and Meghan
back together three times
was the foundation that they built with each other.
No matter how mad you guys are, right,
you both say "I love you" when going to bed, am I right?
No, no.
"Going to bed not angry" is kind of a amateur move.
Case in point.
They're not perfect.
Donna and I aren't perfect either.
No relationship is.
[Julian] Matty...
It's time that you accept it.
Heather... is gone.
[Julian sighs]
[Matt sniffles]
[sobbing]
[sniffles]
[crying softly]
I'm sorry. [sniffles]
Oh, my... You're crying too.
Yeah, I am. [sniffles]
[Matt] And you?
Nah, I-I can't. I tried.
[sighs deeply] Gosh.
I mean, I'm sorry about all this, man.
- I really am. - [Neil] No, no, no.
I won't hear of it.
[Julian] I wonder what these are?
Yeah. Those are our wedding gifts.
- Don't-- - [Julian] Oh...
Please don't touch those.
Probably a lot of money in here.
Don't touch that, please.
That's ours. Mine and Heather's.
Oh, no, no. There's no more "ours."
Heather's gone. These are yours.
Listen, this is how it's gonna unfold.
We're gonna open these up, keep the cash and leave the checks,
and tonight, we're gonna boogie-woogie hard,
and tomorrow we're gonna keep the wheels on the bus a-rollin'
right into Tuscany.
Capichie?
I can't disagree with him. I mean, it would be...
extremely cathartic. [chuckles]
[sighs]
Good! And I'm gonna invite the coffee lady.
- [energetic pop music plays] - Line 'em up, buddy.
You know what, shots all over for the whole bar.
Shots for the whole bar.
[bartender] We don't accept US dollars.
All right, you know what, just start a tab.
Just the five, though, not the... not whole bar.
Thanks.
["Sarà perché ti amo" by Ricchi & Poveri playing]
The Neily Express has landed in the station, everybody!
Hey, you guys didn't tell me
that they don't take American cash.
They don't.
No, I had to start a tab.
[groans] Oh, man.
You invited her?
I did. She said she couldn't come.
So she changed her mind. I-I wonder why.
Zoo-chero! Ciao! Ah, bravo!
Perfetto. Two kiss, mwah, mwah.
Yeah, and I-I didn't make it weird.
Long time, no see.
What do you mean?
I'm just saying, we were... we were together a little...
- Ah. - It's alright. Uh, sorry.
- Hey, do you want a drink? - Shall we dance?
Do you want a drink?
[speaks in Italian, clears throat] Drink is good. Perfect.
Sure. All right. Come on.
What-What do you want?
I want what you want.
I-I don't know what I want, so...
Ah, perfetto!
[speaks in Italian]
["Sarà perché ti amo" continues playing]
So, he-he was just knocking on your door, huh?
Yes! Yelling, "Coffee lady! Coffee lady!"
But is he-- is he crazy?
Hundred percent. He's very, very crazy. Yeah.
- Neil! - [Neil] Yeah!
I can't anymore.
Can you get a song that I can sing to?
I hear you, bro, and I got you.
The other... the other friends you have a long time?
- Oh, no, no. I don't know them. - No?
I don't know any of them. No, I don't know him or his wife.
What?
[both laugh]
["Drift Away" strikes up]
[sings along] ♪ Day after day I'm more confused ♪
[Neil] Huh?
[singing off-key] ♪ Yet I look for the light ♪
♪ through the pouring rain ♪
♪ You know that's a game I hate to lose ♪
♪ And I'm feelin' the strain ♪
♪ Ain't it a shame? ♪
♪ Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul ♪
♪ I wanna get lost in your rock 'n' roll and drift away ♪
- ♪ Oh, give me... ♪ - That, uh, "Drift Away"?
- Well, that's, uh... - [Gia] What?
- That's random. - Random?
It's, uh, it was just out of the blue. The song, you know?
"The blue"? No, I don't know. [speaks in Italian]
[both laughing]
[speaking in Italian]
What does that mean?
[speaks in Italian] Let's dance.
Oh, go!
Come on! Andiamo!
No, no, no, no.
- Vai! - No, no, no!
- Why not? - It's okay.
- No, I'm just-- - [speaks in Italian]
I don't public dance.
- [exclaims] - No.
Come on! Let's dance!
♪ Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul ♪
[Julian] My woman! Right! It's Dobie Gray!
- Come on. Dance with me. - [Matt] No, I--
Why am I-- You go dance...
[Gia] Dance to the song!
- [Matt] No! - Dance with me!
I... [laughs] I can't even do that.
[singing in Italian]
[Claudia] You!
Only one you've ever loved!
Huh?
[curses in Italian]
- [music halts] - [all gasping]
- ["Drift Away" resumes] - [crash]
Meghan! Go!
- [Meghan growls] - [blow lands]
- Easy, easy, easy. - Oh. Okay, okay.
- [winces] - No, no. It's okay. No, no, no.
No broke.
- Not broke? - No.
I know because, um,
I-I broke my sister arm.
- You did? On purpose? - Yeah.
And we were kids, and I had a crush on this boy,
Alessio Brancato.
One day he arrives on this orange Vespa, and I loved it.
- He was like a movie star, no? - Right.
So he invites me for a ride,
but my sister jumped on before me.
[speaking in Italian]
- "Get off or I break your arm." - Ooh!
- You said this? Oh no! No! - I told her--
- Yes. She go down. - Oh!
[mutters] She-she go down. She-She break her arm.
I was like, "Oh, I didn't mean to.
- But I told you." - Yeah.
[speaking in Italian]
[Matt] Yeah.
Alessio, sparito, took off.
- I think I scared him. - I think you did.
- That's crazy. - Yeah. [sighs]
Okay, um, your hotel is around the corner.
Yeah, um... I-I, um... the soccer kids, though, maybe...
Am I gonna be okay going home, or...?
- Uh, there is a risk, yes. - Sì.
Um... [sighs]
So a bit dangerous, I think.
But, um, if you want to, if you are scared,
you-you can-can come in.
Oh, good. Yeah, it's safer.
- It's better. - Much safer.
- And espresso if you want. - That would work.
- If you want. - No, I would do that.
- Okay. - Okay.
[speaks in Italian]
[doorbell jingles]
- [Gia] Prego. - [Matt] Okay.
Mm. [speaks in Italian]
Do you need, uh, any help?
No, no. I got this. Thank you.
No, no. Play some music. It's there.
- Okay. - Okay?
Uh, what do you want to hear?
Um, anything. I want to hear what you want.
Or do you not know?
I know music.
[gasps] Perfetto. Bravo.
[speaks in Italian]
[Matt] All right.
[softly] Okay.
[mumbling in Italian]
- [light jazz music plays on stereo]
That's good.
[clears throat]
[sighs]
[microwave dings]
[speaks in Italian]
[humming]
[Gia exclaims in Italian]
- What? - This is my dessert.
- You made this? - Yeah, with my hands.
Okay. [chuckles] Are you serious?
- Yes! - All right, bon appétit!
No, that's French. Um, buon appetito.
Buon appetito, okay.
[speaks in Italian]
- Mm, wow. It's warm. - Buono?
- Good? [speaks in Italian] - It's warm.
- It's so good. - Yeah. I'm so happy.
Wow. Nice job.
So, what is your plan for tomorrow?
Oh, we're going to, uh, Tuscany to, uh...
We're going to a vineyard,
and they're gonna tell us about wine.
Okay. You should go to the Palio, absolutely.
And what is that?
Eh, what is it? Um, famous horse race, okay?
It's happening this weekend.
And my family has a horse racing.
Are you, uh, are you going?
No, no, no, I don't go anymore.
But you should, because, um... [speaks in Italian] It's crazy.
- A lot of fun, a lot of fight. - Wow.
I think I had enough with the fighting tonight.
That was enough for me.
Huh. But that didn't count as a fight. She knocked you out.
No, no, I never-- I never went out.
- No, no, no, you went down. - I couldn't get my hands up.
She was coming in very fast. She was, like, lightning fast.
Fast and you... [speaks Italian, clicks tongue]
Yeah, but I wasn't out. You keep doing that like I'm out.
Don't worry, yeah, it's a secret, okay?
[chuckles] All right, fine. She's, uh...
- Mm. [mumbles] - Wow.
[sighs]
[speaks in Italian]
What are you really doing here, Matt Taylor?
[chuckles]
I-I was in a relationship that ended...
pretty bad.
Okay.
Me too. [chuckles] Yes.
Um...
He said he wanted kids,
and made me wait ten years.
[scoffs] And then I found out why he was never ready.
Wh-Why?
Hard to take care of kids when you are busy
with so many other women.
[Gia scoffs]
[chuckles] I'm not sure why I told you that.
[sighs] I never even told my family.
- They don't-- they don't know? - [sighs]
It was a sign. I wasn't meant to be married.
I wasn't meant to be a mom.
I'm sorry.
No, no, no. [speaks in Italian] Don't be, okay?
Uh, in the past... [speaks in Italian]
Uh, ci devi provare.
Wh-What is that?
- Ci devi provare. - What is it?
You have to try.
Don't be afraid.
Um, take chances.
[speaks in Italian] Okay?
- [speaks in Italian] - [splutters] I try everything.
I-I take chances all the time.
[scoffs] Oh, no, no. You don't dance.
Eh, you are afraid of your art.
You didn't sing "Nessun dorma."
Just try, Matt. Just try, okay?
Even if it could hurt, just try.
Ci devi provare.
[Gia sighs]
[light jazz continues on stereo]
[music ends]
Um...
I was wondering if maybe you want to come
to Tuscany with us this week.
I have a, uh... Oh, I have an extra ticket on, uh...
[splutters] On the bus. It-It's a double-decker,
but it's... the ticket is Priority Plus
if you want to come.
[chuckles softly]
- Priority Plus? - Yeah.
Okay. So, a bus is Priority Plus?
It's the best part of the bus.
Okay.
I never travel in Priority Plus. Okay, thank you.
Um, grazie.
- All right. - Nice, okay. [laughs]
Priority Plus.
- Okay. [laughs] - [laughs]
["Unica" by Antonello Venditti plays]
[inaudible dialogue]
[Gia] Tutti Toscana!
["Unica" continues playing]
[inaudible dialogue]
[whispers] Hey, Neil-sy, check out our guy.
Check him out.
[indistinct chatter]
Matthew, you have to tell her.
I wouldn't do that, no.
It's dishonest.
And what exactly is he being dishonest about?
He brought another woman on his honeymoon.
Hey, just keep it down.
She's sitting in Heather's seat.
Yeah.
They're holding hands like a couple of schoolkids.
Well, let's not ruin it for them, okay?
My house with my family, okay?
- Oh, yes! - Yes!
Oh.
[whispers] It's just a bus ride.
Look, she has family in Siena.
I-I-I had an extra ticket.
- It's just a reward. - [Meghan] Hey, you!
Gia just invited us all to her family's villa.
Do we have time?
Oh, we got time, right, Matty?
- Yeah, I mean, yeah. - Yeah.
- [squeals] Yay! - Salute.
[whispers] It's not just a bus ride anymore.
He's right. It's not.
It's time to meet the famiglia.
[laughs]
["Qui e là" by Patty Bravo playing]
[speaking in Italian]
Oh!
["Qui e là" by Patty Bravo continues]
[lively indistinct chatter]
Hey!
Hey! Hi!
[indistinct chatter]
[music fades]
[Gia sighs]
[piano plays faintly in background]
[Matt] Oh, you-you met Andrea Bocelli?
Yes. This is, um, after the concert. Yeah.
Wow. You met him-- you met him a few times. [chuckles]
- [Gia] I love this. So cute. - That's insane.
This is... wow!
I mean, you guys are really big fans.
[Gia] For me, he's, uh, the best.
Okay. Come. Come with me.
[whispers] Wow!
["Nessun dorma" playing on piano]
[Matt] What the--?
He's my uncle. Yeah.
Why didn't you tell me Andrea Bocelli was your uncle?
Uh, I-I just did. [chuckles]
[Meghan] Whoa!
[whispers] He played with Ed Sheeran!
[song ends]
[cheering]
Bravo! [speaks in Italian]
Benvenuti. Welcome to my house.
[Meghan] Wow!
[conversing in Italian]
[light mandolin music playing]
[inaudible dialogue]
[indistinct chatter]
["Reginella" by Roberto Murolo plays]
[inaudible dialogue]
[laughter]
[all exclaiming, chattering in Italian]
[singing along in Italian]
[song ends]
Matt Taylor! [sighs] Sorry.
Can you go with Andrea to get some tomatoes?
Yeah. Um... Oh, but I had a little wine.
Maybe I shouldn't drive.
Mm-hmm. You don't need to.
Tranquilo. Ciao.
["Caffè espresso" by Gloria Christian plays]
[man and Andrea conversing in Italian]
[conversation continues]
[Matt] Quanto costa?
- [Andrea] Are you kidding me? - No, yes!
- Are you kidding me? - No, I'm not kidding.
I gotta pay. I have to pay.
- No, no, no. I do it. - [Matt groans]
Thank you so much, Mr. Bocelli.
No, no, no. Don't worry.
[vendor speaks in Italian]
Thank you very much.
[conversing in Italian]
Okay, Matt. Let's go.
- Let's go. - Andiamo.
[in Italian] Good luck at the Palio, Andrea!
[Andrea in Italian] Thank you, Giglio!
We will win!
[Andrea singing in Italian]
["Tango italiano" by Cocki Mazzetti plays]
[laughter]
[chattering in Italian]
[inaudible dialogue]
Matty, Matty. How crazy is this?
We're having the best time in Bro-celli's house.
Okay. First of all, it's Bocelli. All right.
Let's take it easy with the drinking.
I haven't had anything yet.
Your teeth are purple.
I've had two wines. I'm a little nervous.
Okay.
[greeting in Italian]
[speaking Italian under breath]
[in Italian] Gia, how are you?
Good, good. Thank you.
I wanted to talk to you the other day.
I had things to do.
[conversing in Italian]
Where did you come from?
Um... Matt, uh, this is Vincenzo.
Ciao.
Americano?
- Yeah. - [Neil] So are we.
That's my lovely bride, Donna, down there.
- [Vincenzo] Hi. - Ciao.
Hi.
How do you know all these people?
Mm. We're all in the same honeymoon package together.
Meghan!
Congratulations.
And you too?
Oh, uh... [stammers] I met her at her cafe.
Her cafe? It's my cafe.
Eh, Vincenzo owns the building.
Oh, he's your landlord? Oh, okay.
[Gia] Yes.
I used to be more.
[Vincenzo speaks in Italian]
[Gia speaking in Italian]
[conversing in Italian]
Sorry. He's a very, um, competitive man.
[speaks in Italian] Continue.
[indistinct chatter]
[glass clinking]
[clears throat]
[glass clinking insistently]
[in Italian] Andrea, can we say grace, please?
Sure, it's a good thing.
[praying in Italian]
Lord, we thank you for this food.
Bless this wonderful family...
And all our new friends.
- Amen. - [all] Amen.
[in Italian] We also add a little prayer
for our horse, Mistico.
Tomorrow, may he conclude the Palio as a victor!
[cheering]
Mistico!
Oh, salutes! Yes!
[all cheersing in Italian]
- Cheers! - Salute.
What about a prayer for my horse, Andrea?
[chuckles] You'll need more than prayers.
And you need more than Mistico to beat Onda tomorrow.
Mistico is a great horse.
Yes, a great horse that you left behind.
[scoffs] Mistico was once mine, a gift from Andrea.
[speaking in Italian]
Ne-ne-ne-ne-neve!
[in Italian] You always did have a hard time seeing
anything through.
[Gia in Italian] What did you just say?
I guess that makes two of us!
Are you really giving up the cafe?
Yes, because now you'll have no reason to see me anymore.
[arguing in Italian]
Ne-ne-ne-ne-neve! Ne-ne-ne-ne-neve!
Okay, Vincenzo. [clears throat]
Ne-ne-ne-ne-neve!
Let's say Mistico wins tomorrow, you sell me the building.
And when mine crosses before yours?
I renew the lease.
Okay.
[relative] Ne-ne-neve!
[speaks in Italian]
- [glasses clink] - Salute.
Salute.
- Salute. - [all cheersing]
[in Italian] May the best horse win!
[chattering in Italian]
[singing in Italian]
[indistinct chatter]
[laughter]
Okay... [speaks in Italian]
- Oh boy. Okay. - Try.
- Is this one? - Yes. Good?
- Oh! [spits] - No?
Very sour and it just... it had a bug on it.
[laughs] Sorry!
Is this what you brought me here for?
Uh, no, no, no, no, no. Uh, come.
[sighs] This is it.
Landscapes. [chuckles]
What do you think?
It's... beautiful.
Can you paint for me?
Uh, I can.
- Yes? - Um, yeah.
Uh, but I guess that would mean I had to come back sometime.
Don't leave.
[soft music plays]
Stay.
Um, come to the race with me tomorrow.
Yes.
- Yes? - Yeah, I'm in.
I will do that.
- Okay. - Yeah.
Molto bene. You are not so afraid anymore.
I like this Matteo.
Oh. [soft chuckle]
He... He needed much help.
It's not hard.
Don't be weird.
[splutters] I-I-I...
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
No, no, no.
There's something I gotta tell you.
I... [sighs] Man, I don't know.
I should have told you this before.
Um... it's just... [stammers]
No, what is it? You-You're not married?
- No. - Ah. Okay.
But I was supposed to be a few days ago.
[speaks in Italian]
Look, I-I didn't-- and I didn't expect this to happen.
But I gotta tell you, I-I like-- I...
I love spending time with you.
[exclaims in Italian] What? But you were going to get married.
No. I mean, yes, I was. But she-she left me.
And it-it wasn't meant to be. Look at this, here.
She left me this.
It wasn't-- It wasn't meant to be.
[tender music plays]
I-I didn't know how to tell you. And...
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't know this was going to happen.
And I didn't... Please.
Look, you helped me remember a part of myself
that I haven't seen in a long time.
I'm sorry.
[speaks in Italian] I can't. I'm sorry.
No.
[sighs, speaks softly in Italian]
[sighs]
[tender music continues]
Is she crying?
[indistinct chatter]
[Matt sighs]
I've been there, brother. Don't waste your time.
[plays sad melody on piano]
[Donna] You told her?
- Yeah. - Aw.
Well, you know, you can't really blame her.
[sighs] I know. I just...
Hey, you were honest.
It's okay to not be okay if you're not okay.
Look, I...
I don't know what...
what the hell I'm even doing here.
I'm supposed to be married,
I'm 4,000 miles away in Andrea Bocelli's house,
and I just...
[sighs] I don't know.
You know, Neil used to schedule,
like, this unnecessary amount of appointments with me,
just to be in the same room with me.
And it wasn't until the 24th session that I realized
there was something maybe there.
But then he asked me out. And, of course, I couldn't say yes.
The whole patient-therapist thing, it's weird.
Not legal.
It is actually illegal.
And then one day, he just barged right into my office
and declared his love for me.
But, you know, after I had security escort him out,
that's kind of when I realized
Neil didn't give up on me.
Aw.
You know, after our first divorce,
I was in such a bad space.
And I just went to Cancún with girlfriends just to get away.
And suddenly, there's this huge commotion on the beach.
We thought it was like a baby seal
trapped in a net or something.
No, it was my Julie trying to swim to shore.
- [Donna] Aw. - He didn't have a passport,
so, yeah, it was-- [scoffs] Anyway, he does give up on me,
but never for that long.
I think what we're trying to say is if it's real,
- don't give up on her. - Yes.
She wants to know what are you going to do to win her over.
Like, over and over again in some cases.
Yeah.
All you have to do is try.
[soft chuckle]
Ci devi provare.
[Donna] Yeah.
Ci devi provare.
What did he say?
"Cheeseburger provadi."
[hopeful music plays]
[music swells, fades]
[off-key] ♪ Nessun dorma ♪
This is the best day of your life.
This is the best day of my life, Jules.
- I think so. - I think so too.
[confidently] ♪ Nessun dorma ♪
["Nessun dorma" melody plays on piano]
[Andrea sings "Nessun dorma"]
[both singing in Italian]
[melody continues on piano]
[Andrea resumes singing]
[orchestral backing swells]
[both singing in Italian]
[Andrea and Matt continue singing]
[holds note]
[orchestra swells]
Yes!
[cheering]
- Matt! Matty! - Matthew!
[Neil] That's what I'm talkin' about!
[Julian] Wow!
Bravo!
[cheering continues]
Wow! Matty! So good!
[music ends]
[cheering fades]
["Ritornerai" by Bruno Lauzi plays]
["Ritornerai" continues playing]
Gia.
[in Italian] Good Luck.
Grazie.
["Ritornerai" continues playing]
- [music halts] - [crowd cheering]
[somber, poignant music plays]
[cheering continues]
[somber music continues]
[inaudible]
[somber music continues]
Delicious grape right off the vine, babe.
- Try it. Mm. - No, no.
[sighs deeply]
What's wrong with you?
I just really miss Matty.
[music fades]
Mr. Taylor, checking out early?
[sighs] Ah, sì.
Well, hope you enjoyed your time here.
Thanks, Marcello.
[straining]
[gentle music playing]
So, um, how are you?
[chuckles softly]
Yeah.
Matt, I'm so sorry.
I... I shouldn't have run.
I was just... I was just scared.
And I'm still scared.
I don't know what I'm doing.
I... You know, maybe I made a mistake.
You know, maybe we could still fix this.
Hey, you didn't do anything wrong.
It's not your fault.
[sighs]
I couldn't make you happy.
And I want you to be happy.
[sniffles] I wish I'd handled it differently.
I should have been honest and just talked to you, and I--
It's not who-- It's not who we were.
[sighs]
We didn't want to lose what we had
because we were afraid of being alone.
[sniffles, sighs]
Yeah.
Are you gonna be okay?
Yeah.
- [gasps] I'm glad. - Me too.
Are you all right?
[breathes shakily]
Um, yeah.
Yeah.
I will be.
I wish you would have given me the letter a little sooner.
- Right. - That would have...
I didn't write it till the morning we were getting married.
- Oh. - So, it's, you know--
It was the greatest breakup letter I ever received, so...
[Heather laughs, sniffles]
[sniffles]
I had help with it.
This woman at the coffee shop, she, um...
She saw that I was...
I was really struggling.
[tender music plays]
[Heather] And she said that if I was having doubts,
I couldn't marry you.
She was right.
[music turns dramatic]
[music swells]
[music fades]
[doorbell jingles]
[Vincenzo] Ciao, Gia.
[in Italian] Vincenzo, I already signed the lease.
You didn't have to come here.
I know.
I came to say hello...
And to make you an offer.
But why, Vincenzo? I lost the bet.
I know.
But I can't keep the cafe forever.
[Vincenzo chuckles]
Thank you.
Thank you, Vincenzo.
You better go get him.
No, it's too late. He's already gone.
He's out there waiting
for you on a motorcycle.
Go!
[soft guitar music plays]
[Matt] I'm going to a concert.
I got an extra ticket. You wanna go?
No. No, no, no. [speaks in Italian]
Okay? Um, I need to say the truth, because, um...
Um, the day of your wedding, she was in my shop.
It's incredible. And I-I just wanted to help, okay?
Gia, I-I know.
- You don't understand. - Listen to me.
I do. Listen, she told me.
All right? You did a good thing.
Okay. You lied to me.
You broke up my wedding!
- [speaks in Italian] - My life upside down!
- You understand that? - I did it. I'm sorry.
And all of a sudden, now you're here, and now I'm asking you.
Oh! Sorry.
[in Italian] This is beautiful.
[sniffles] Where did you get this?
I traded Heather's ring in for it.
It's not a Vespa, but it's got some orange,
and it's a lot faster.
- No, it's better. - A Vespa's not gonna work.
- All right? - Right. [sniffles]
Hey. Come with me, please.
Come with me.
- Yes! - Yes!
- I said yes. Andiamo! - Let's go. Andiamo!
You like Ed Sheeran?
[panting, speaking rapidly in Italian]
Do you know the streets?
- What are you talking about? - I'm driving.
You're not driving. Are you kidding me?
- It's not a Vespa. - Okay.
This is not a Vespa.
- [speaking in Italian] - All right. Yeah, yeah.
Ahh!
[in Italian] Miss...
No smoking here.
It's my birthday.
[upbeat music playing]
- [Matt] Hey, Marcello! - [Gia] Ciao!
Arrivederci, Mr. and Mrs. Taylor!
["Photograph" by Ed Sheeran playing]
[crowd cheering]
[speaks in Italian] Okay.
[speaks in Italian]
Come on, let's go. Let's go.
Go, go, go.
- [speaks in Italian] - Sì, sì.
[panting] Here you go. That's two, two, two.
Okay. Grazie, grazie.
[Ed Sheeran] ♪ ...hurt sometimes ♪
- [Gia laughs] - [Matt] Wow.
♪ But it's the only thing that I know ♪
[laughs]
[crowd cheering]
♪ And when it gets hard ♪
♪ You know it can get hard sometimes ♪
♪ It is the only thing that makes us feel alive ♪
♪ So you can keep me ♪
♪ Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans ♪
♪ Holding me closer till our eyes meet ♪
♪ You won't ever be alone ♪
♪ And if you hurt me ♪
♪ Inside that necklace you got when you were sixteen ♪
♪ Next to your heartbeat, where I should be ♪
♪ Keep it deep within your soul ♪
♪ And if you hurt me Well, that's okay, baby ♪
♪ Only words bleed ♪
♪ Inside these pages, you just hold me ♪
♪ And I won't ever let you go ♪
♪ You go ♪
♪ When I'm away... ♪
[audience continues singing, fades]
["L-O-V-E" (Italian Version) by Nat King Cole plays]
[song ends]
[bright, cheerful music playing]
[music fades]
[serene music playing]
[music turns dramatic]
[music ends]