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( cows mooing )
( music playing )
Man: There is an unholy spell upon this village.
Our foolish greed has dimmed our past
and darkened our future.
Yet there is nothing to be done about it.
No one marries now in Piano.
No one falls in love,
or even dares to.
Last night, as he lay dying,
the old man confessed what he knew
and what he tried to do
to rid us of this curse,
that gypsy spell he wove.
I can bury a man, but not his sins.
Whoa!
( music playing )
( phone ringing )
Tyler Hutton's office. Yes, of course.
I'll tell him immediately.
Tyler?
Hey, Tyler, your dad wants you.
Are you okay?
Well, they finally came in.
The divorce papers, they're so official looking.
Look.
I'm really sorry, Tyler.
Okay, no, I'm not. I'm glad, actually.
And you should be, too. Megan treated you like--
So did you win?
She got the business, what's left of it.
And she got the car.
The nice one, too.
And she got the cat.
To be honest, I hated that cat.
He's waiting. Move it.
Man: What do you think of this hemline?
Go for it.
And this?
- Good. - Okay.
Okay, everybody, thank you. Out. Out!
Bye. Sorry, guys. Sorry.
- What happened to you? - Pinched nerve.
Have a seat, Tyler.
I can't fly, so I've decided to send you.
To Milan. It's just a quick check on the new spring lines.
By the way, you look like hell.
- Thank you so much. - Handbags and boots.
You won't have to place any orders. I'll do that.
You leave tomorrow. Marta has your travel arrangements.
- Questions? - Yeah.
You know, you might want to send somebody
that's a little more up to speed on handbags.
Look at me, Tyler.
How did a bed and breakfast look good to you on paper?
Do we have to go through this again? I told you I made a mistake.
Why do you have to keep rubbing it in my face all the time?
Because I don't want you to forget the smell of failure.
Look, Tyler, I know I'm partly to blame for the way things are,
but if your mother hadn't poisoned--
She didn't poison anything.
We might've gotten to know each other better.
But that ship has sailed.
What matters now is that you're exactly where you need to be,
learning how to run this company.
You just have some catching up to do.
When did I ever say
that I wanted to run this company?
You had your dreams, Tyler.
And what did they get you?
A messy, expensive divorce,
chapter 11, and that-- that stinking cat.
I didn't even get the cat.
Don't piss this chance away, son.
You are gonna be very, very successful.
And when you are, you're gonna thank me
for kicking your butt when you needed it.
Just get on that plane and hit the ground running.
Got it?
- Got it. - Bravo.
Gonna do it your way.
What have I got to lose?
( groans )
You've got everything to lose.
Just a couple of details, Tyler.
First, window or aisle?
( chatter, laughter )
( bell tolling )
Paolo: You look tired.
Are you sure you don't wish to rest?
No, let's eat. Let's talk business.
I like to hit the ground running.
Driver, Trattoria Del Vecchio.
( indistinct chatter )
And for you, sir?
Uh, what's good here?
May I suggest the risotto Milanese
or perhaps the veal Milanese?
- We'll do both. - Yeah.
Gentlemen, I'm so sorry.
Traffic was an absolute nightmare.
Scusami, Paolo. Mr. Hudson, I'm Hugo Galante.
Nice to meet you. Uh, Tyler. Tyler is fine.
Have a seat. So, what are we having to drink?
Do you want some wine? Red wine? It's killer.
Red wine is perfect, thanks.
- Yeah. - Absolutely fine, thanks.
You see this thing? What is that? You know?
- It's, like, where are we? - It keeps making me want to go to the toilet.
That's weird.
Sorry.
Mm, I'm sorry, but I'm gonna have to disagree with you guys.
I think that social media is great and all that...
( belches ) but you really have to think
about the full-page magazine ads.
I mean, glossy things. That-- that's what sets fashion apart.
Yet your father's approach was quite the opp--
( groans ) My father.
- Was quite the opposite. - ( chuckles )
He was always very quick to embrace new technologies,
and he's done fairly well in this billion-euro industry.
Well, my father isn't here, is he? He's not around.
Look, I'll look at your stuff tomorrow.
And if I like what I see, I'm in.
Does anybody want another round?
- No, no, no. - Come on.
No, it's my pleasure. Don't worry about it.
- It's not like I'm paying for it. - ( laughing )
To the old man. Pops!
Mm, you know what I really want to see?
I want to see boots with a purpose.
Yeah. I'm talking about actual boots.
Riding boots, cowboy boots. Man, I'm talking about authentic boots.
That's what I want to see. It's gotta have life, purpose.
It's gotta mean something. Am I right?
- Aw, come on, hey? - Mm-mm.
Whoo. That tastes like purpose.
Can you believe this guy?
( speaking Italian )
Good night!
- Crying out loud. - ( laughing )
Hey, man. Come on.
- Door's deceptively transparent. - No, you did that.
That wasn't there when I walked in.
- It was there. - It wasn't there.
- It was-- - ( thud )
- Steady, steady. - Okay, hey.
How much further is it?
It's really easy. It's just right--
it's right around the corner, I told you.
So we'll talk some business tomorrow.
Come pick you up, yeah? Hmm?
Maybe we should just get him a taxi, eh?
No, no. There's-- we don't need a taxi.
I told you. We don't have to do that. I'm right here.
I told you it's right-- it's-- no, no, no.
No, no, no. You guys are idiots.
It's over there. ( laughing )
- You sure? - Yeah, no, I'm-- I'm--
It's-- I'm fine. I'm good.
I'll take it from here.
- Boots! Authentic boots. - Boots.
He got his dad's looks. He didn't get the brains.
There, that's him.
Mr. Tyler?
Come with us, please.
No, I'm okay.
I don't need a taxi. Hey, hey, hey!
- Come on! - Ow!
( shouting in Italian )
Wait! What's going on? Help!
- Hey! Hey! Help! - Shut up!
You think maybe we should have gotten him a taxi?
He'll be all right.
- Faster! - ( moaning )
Shut up or you go in the boot!
- Shut! - What is it with boots?
- Bambo, take A-4. - Do you have any idea who I am? Ow!
We only know what we need to know.
That really hurt. That hurt my face.
- And it hurt my neck. - ( grumbling )
- ( speaking Italian ) - ( muffled whimpering )
- ( siren chirps ) - The police!
( speaking Italian )
( siren blaring )
( speaking Italian )
Aldo: Bambo, take A-4!
And do not stop for anything except fuel.
Cetto: Any possibility of food?
Aldo: No!
- Bambo? - Yeah?
- Where the hell are we? - You tell me. You got the GPS.
Stupid thing doesn't work in the rain,
and never in mountains.
Cetto, what does the map say?
Cetto: We have a map?
- We are lost. - ( honks horn )
Lost? What do you mean lost? You-- you don't have a plan?
Of course we do. We got a safe house to stick you in
until we find out just how much your old man loves you.
Cetto: Aldo, do you think we should be telling him that?
Aldo: Shut up.
Look, there's someone.
Some old hag. Pull over.
You stay down. Get down!
Go on, ask about rooms.
Mi scusi, signorina.
We are tired and hungry. Mostly hungry.
Can you share with us a place to sleep?
Share what?
A place to sleep.
( speaking Italian )
I share my bed with no man, and never three.
You fool! Signorina, a room is all we ask!
A place to lay our heads, please!
Bambo, let's go. Let's go! Get out of here.
Sit up, you.
Look, a village.
( thunder )
Bambo: Where could we stay?
There. That place.
It looks empty. Do you think we could stay here?
We have no choice.
We have no minibar.
Get our stuff from the boot and take it up.
And take that idiot, too. Move!
Excuse me? Um...
( snoring )
( grunts )
( groans )
( thunder )
( gasps )
Oh, Madonna.
Oh!
Oh, Madonna.
Madonna.
( grunts )
( beeping )
Why? Why you don't work?
( horse whinnies )
( chimes ringing )
Wait. Wait, wait.
( stammering )
Wait! Wait! Wait for me!
You're so beautiful! Wait for me!
You're so beautiful.
You are the woman of my dreams!
Wait! Hey!
You are so beautiful!
Amore mio. Wait! Wait!
Mama mia.
( music playing )
( chimes ringing )
( horse whinnies )
Mama mia!
( shouts )
Hello! Hello!
Hello!
( snoring )
( gasps )
( stomach gurgling )
( bell clanking )
( chimes ringing )
( cow moos )
Moo?
( cow moos )
( grunting )
Ow!
( muffled screaming )
( woman screams )
- ( woman screams ) - ( muffled screaming )
Who are you? Who are you?
Why do you torment me? Idiota!
Ow! No, please help me! I'm a prisoner.
I'm an escaped hostage! Please help me!
Help you? Look what you have done.
I say, look!
( music playing )
( chimes ringing )
( speaking Italian )
Leave me be.
- What? What? - Leave me be.
No. Where are you going? Please.
Are you just gonna-- just gonna leave me like this?
- Yes. - You can't just leave me like this!
I'm sorry about your wagon! Please, come back!
Who are you? I'm Tyler.
( grunts ) Who are you?
I love you!
( sighs )
Hutton: Good morning, my magnificent staff.
Mr. Hutton, may I have a word?
- Morning, Mr. Hutton. - Yes, you may.
Milan called. Apparently, Tyler missed his morning meeting,
and he never checked in to the hotel even though his bags are there.
Ah, damn kid. He must have gone off backpacking or something.
Let's just, um, give it a day.
Ow! Ow! Ow!
( speaking Italian )
No, please! Please!
Ladies, please!
( cow moos )
Where are you going? Wait.
- Wait! Wait! - ( mooing )
Please, don't go!
Please! Please!
- Sorry. - ( speaking Italian )
You are robbing the mayor! Stop thief!
- I will pay for this cow. - Not for all the treasure in the Vatican!
Get out! Get off my land!
- ( shouting in Italian ) - ( gunshot )
( continues shouting )
( indistinct chatter )
( chatter continues )
( whimpers )
Ow.
( whimpers )
( both chuckle )
Hey!
Oh, it is you! My friend.
What are you talking about? You guys kidnapped me!
Well, we didn't mean to. Sorry.
You-- you hit me.
Yeah, you. One of you did it. It really hurt.
Uh, I remember.
I feel so ashamed, now you mention it.
Oh.
Well, good. I guess we're cool, right?
What are we doing just standing here?
Actually, I'm trying to find the woman I love.
I, too! Sort of.
That makes three of us.
Where's the other guy?
Don't ask. Don't ask.
Why we are just standing around?
We need to talk about this, but not here.
- Let's go. - Hey.
You guys wouldn't happen to have a spare toothbrush, would you?
- Some underwear or-- - ( barking )
All: Hey, hey, hey, hey!
( indistinct chatter )
Aldo: I swear upon my family's name,
I never felt like this before.
What could it be?
All I know is, Don Rossi will want to see his ransom soon,
or see us dead, but I cannot leave now.
But if Don Rossi cannot find us...
I like it.
All in favor?
All: We stay!
Ahem. Here we are.
Well, you again.
Very well. Sit where you can.
So, what do you mean, you are in a travel club?
What is a travel club?
We are like tourists, see?
But we make no plans.
We just, um, pop up.
Yeah.
And do you like our little town?
- Piano? - We love it.
It's great, and the wine is awesome.
- What do you call this? - Fatto in casa.
Only the very best.
Uh, would you happen to have milk?
Milk?
Cow milk?
- Milk for him. - Hmm!
Can somebody, anybody, please tell me, who is that woman?
Her name is Rosalia Drago.
And, like her name, she breathes fire.
( laughing )
I heard that, Nonna.
And I hear that you men are planning to stay.
- Why? - We're trying to find some work.
Mm-hmm.
So, what kind of work you boys do?
I-- I like fieldwork,
anything to do with asses.
( sputters )
You know, donkeys, mules.
My name is Pio.
- You can work my place, yeah. - Hmm.
But do not say nothing about my ugly niece.
- No, no, no. - ( chuckles )
Me, I like hard labor.
The harder, the better.
My name is Robustelli,
and my son Rocco can use some help.
Cows.
I mean, cow. Ju-- just one.
I will let you clean, sweep, maybe paint the barn.
But you stay away from my Nuta.
Do you hear?
I'm not really good at anything.
I can wash dishes
for you, if you want.
Wait, as a travel club,
you must obtain permits to work in this village--
from me, the mayor.
And it will take one month.
All: One month?
- Maybe two. - Oh.
Oh, God.
( cow moos )
( bell clinking )
No, no, no.
What do you want?
Impossible.
Work permits are like gold,
and I am just a simple village mayor.
It could take months, as I told you.
Of course, of course.
But there are ways to grease a pan, no?
Show me this grease.
Mama mia.
( grunts )
- ( horn honking ) - Be careful!
( horn honking )
- ( grunts ) - ( chuckles )
You should be more careful.
Forgive me, Fedelia.
- Oh, I see you. - Ooh.
Ooh, little puss. ( speaking Italian )
( both speaking Italian )
I love furry things.
Do you, Aldo?
I, Aldo Lupo,
love everything you love.
Baby.
( bull bellows )
( bull moos, grunts )
( bull growls )
( whistling )
And when you finish with this,
mop the floor.
( whistling )
Cetto, take care of Nuta.
See that she gets water.
Hey, she trusts you.
That's good, Cetto.
Tomorrow, you'll milk her.
Me?
Mr. Hutton, you're in awfully early.
I never left.
I got a call last night as I was leaving.
Tyler's been kidnapped.
Kidnapped? Are you serious?
I need to send money. They say they're gonna kill him.
I can't believe this. The sheer stupidity.
Look out!
( cheering, chattering )
Look out below!
Whoo!
Well, good night, then.
Ciao.
Ciao, Tyler.
Wait, Tyler?
I wanted to say something.
Um, I want to say thank you.
Thank you?
- Can I say something? - Of course.
I have been in love with you
since the instant that I saw you.
I know that we're working together, and, uh,
I know nobody knows what the future really holds,
- but I do know-- - Give me your hand.
Yeah.
( chuckles ) Time for you to go home.
Okay. Okay, okay.
Tyler: Can I ask you guys something?
What?
How much am I worth?
- What do you mean? - Ransom-wise.
Like, how much does this Don guy want? A million?
Half a million euros.
Don Rossi, you know, is a very reasonable man.
Shut up, cow-boy! You know nothing.
Besides, we all want to stay here, right?
So why are we even talking of ransom?
You're right.
It doesn't matter.
Nonna, what do you make of that odd American?
The one called Tyler?
Oh.
The poor stupid boy.
He's under a spell.
I'm sure of it. I can feel it when he passes.
So? I mean, some say that love can be like that, no?
Stupid?
Rose, a spell is nothing to fool with.
How would you ever know if his love is true?
More than anything, you must protect your heart.
Okay, so, um, we got off on the wrong foot.
Where is he going?
The cantina, I guess.
He's upset about Rosalia.
We had better watch him.
He might try to do something stupid.
It could ruin everything.
- ( knocking ) - Tyler: Hello?
Hello?
Oh! Oh, my gosh.
Sorry. It's a little dark in here.
- I didn't see you. - I'm saving my light bulbs.
Oh, yeah. That's a good idea.
You're looking for my Rosalia?
She has no time for you.
Did she say that?
She's gone for firewood.
Each day she must find wood.
I tell her to leave this sad place, but no.
She does everything for me.
We have little money, yet she stays here in Piano for me.
Look, she's my Rosali.
- Hmm. - I wish there was something I could do to help you.
- And I for you. - ( horn honking )
Excuse me. The mayor.
( horn honking )
Signora Corvo!
- Your list. - Yes.
Hmm. Medicine?
- That is all? - It is all we can afford.
Signora, I do not have all day.
Ah, these hands. You see why I need my medicine?
- Very well. I'm off. - ( sighs )
Hey, wait. Wait! Where are you going?
To the city, the big city.
What can I get for you?
Uh, actually, could-- could I come, too?
I'd like to pick up some, uh, supplies and things.
How-- how big is this-- um, this city?
Big! The selections are unlimited.
( music playing )
- Let's go! - ( horn honking )
( music continues )
( indistinct chatter )
( horn honking )
- Well, this is it. - ( cow mooing )
My big date.
( cow mooing )
- ( clanging ) - ( cow moos painfully )
Cetto: Sorry!
Rocco, do you believe in spells?
My friends and I, you know,
we think perhaps we are under one.
Could it be?
And if it could,
could it be that, well...
without this spell, without sarbolai,
you and me would not be partners?
Oh.
Well, that's for you to decide, Bambo.
Each man must know his own heart.
( vibrating )
Oh.
( muttering )
Aldo! Ah, there you are.
- Yes. - You sound funny. You catch a cold?
Si.
But, uh, no problems, right?
- Pronto. - Perfetto.
I'll let you know when he's ready to make the drop.
Si.
Okay, sit tight then. Ciao.
Ciao.
- Ciao. - Funny.
Usually, I cannot get that moron Aldo to shut his mouth.
Something's wrong here.
Get the coordinates of that phone call.
I want my money.
Hi there. Sorry I'm late.
I went into the city and,
well, that's why I wasn't here.
I got some presents.
I got this excellent scrubbing pad.
I use it at home-- when I'm at home.
Um, I got, well, this is a little something
that I got for your nonna.
Kinda lame, but who doesn't need light bulbs?
I thought they were...
Are you mad at me?
Well, that kinda sums it all up.
I'm just gonna take my things
and, um, I'm gonna go then.
So, good night.
Ciao.
I'll, um...
( door opens, closes )
What rhymes with "romantic"?
You are writing another poem?
Yeah, for Rocco.
"Gigantic"?
Yeah.
Yeah, I can make that work.
Bambo, olive oil.
- Perfetto. - Where were you?
Just some, uh, travel club shopping.
Here, catch.
Huh. Cologne!
And some hand cream for Cetto.
What's with him?
Cetto, hand cream. Just gonna leave it right there.
Hey, you know what?
Maybe I, Aldo Lupo, was wrong about you.
I suspected you might leave.
Rosalia's not going anywhere. Why would I?
( chuckles )
( muttering ) That's good.
Shh.
( music playing )
( horse whinnies )
( laughing )
My love, Fedelia!
( laughing )
( singing in Italian )
♪ Banyo ♪
"Banya."
Banyo, that's what I said.
No, banyo, it's, uh, toilet.
Yeah, I know. I thought we were singing about a toilet.
♪ Banyo ♪
No.
( horn honking )
I just heard the big news!
Your package has come!
I am going now to see it!
- Tell Tyler! - ( horn honking )
Wait, Mr. Mayor, wait! Wait for me!
Wait for me! Hold on!
What package is this?
- Huh? - Oh.
That guy.
I can never really understand what he's talking about.
( music playing )
( phone vibrating )
What have you done with my boys?
( speaking Italian )
Okay, okay. Talk to me then.
- Who do you work for? - Rosalia.
- A woman? - Si.
Well, you can tell her that I will mount an army against her.
- Si. - We have your coordinates,
and it's only a matter of time before I find you.
And when I do, I will hurt you both!
You and Rosalia! Capisci?
- I do not play games! - ( speaking Italian )
( music continues )
( car horn honking )
So, even though cultivation of lavender
would be new here in the valley,
it's being done elsewhere,
and there is money to be had.
Everybody likes flowers, Papa.
Hmm.
Ah.
- A partnership? - ( chuckles )
So this is why you two are so inseparable.
( both chuckle )
My brother and I once, we were like this.
Living together, farming together,
until...
until he tried to steal my lady friend.
That betrayer. That devil!
God help me, because I still dream
of choking the life out of that snake
with these bare hands!
Papa! Papa!
It's okay, it's okay.
And there will be no lady friends
to come between us.
That I promise.
( phone ringing )
- Hello? - Mr. Hutton,
sorry to disturb you at such an early hour,
but I believe you have been waiting for this call.
Yes, I have. It's about time.
Where's my son?
With my men, and perfectly safe.
- Let us talk about this money. - What's there to talk about?
I sent it just like I was supposed to.
What do you mean, you sent it?
My son's email had very detailed instructions,
and I followed them to the letter.
What email? Where did you send it?
- I don't know. - Because I do not have it.
Some place in Italy. It's on my computer.
Either you're lying or we have both been duped.
Hey, there.
We are closed now. It's Monday.
I'm not really here to do dishes.
Why are you here then?
Did you get my package?
Money. You brought me money?
Rosalia: Your father, he sounds so very successful.
Tyler: Yeah, whatever, he is. He's got a lot of money.
You-- I don't know,
you deserve the life of a queen.
Something is wrong with my life?
Well, no. No, no.
No. No, It's not that. It's just--
Yes. Yeah, something is wrong with your life.
It's too difficult here.
Your nonna, she can barely afford medicine.
I mean, look, this place is beautiful.
It's magical, but, come on. Is that gonna be enough?
You've really, really, really got to think about your future.
Think about all the cool places you could go,
all the things you could see and do
with-- with me.
- How much? - How much what?
Money. If you're asking to buy me,
I want to know what I'm worth.
No, you're taking this the wrong way.
I don't mean it like that.
No, Tyler, it is very clear.
You're attracted to me, yes,
and probably under a spell,
but that doesn't mean you can chain me to your money.
That's not true!
I'll tell you the truth.
You, Tyler, cannot afford me.
I have never yet met a man who could.
The church has your money.
So, you were abducted?
Kidnapped.
And they brought you here?
- By mistake. - I understand.
But if you're not being held, why not leave?
I would.
I should, but...
- I can't. - No.
It is because you are condemned.
- What? I'm-- - Condemned to love, Tyler.
You're under a spell.
- A spell? - Believe as you like,
it makes no difference.
- Um... - The spell has you.
- Come on, Father. I-- - The spell has you.
( thunder )
Okay. Um, wow.
Okay, well, why don't we say that you're right
and that I'm under a spell.
Um, can you, um--
can you do one of your exorcisms or something?
My son, an exorcism can only cast out evil.
( thunder )
As for your money,
Rosalia does not want it.
She does not need it.
She asked me to give it to the poor.
They are the poor. Everybody here is poor.
Take it. Do what you must.
But do not fool your heart.
Love cannot be bought.
Money cannot break a spell.
Rosalia!
Rosalia, come on! I'm sorry, all right?
I'm sorry about the money.
I'm not trying got buy you! I'm just-- it's a symbol.
Look, look, look. The money doesn't even matter.
I just want to show you how much I care about you, that's all!
This is all just a stupid misunderstanding. That's it!
If you come downstairs, we--
we can talk about it.
( Cetto whimpering )
( whimpering )
Nuta.
For God's sakes.
It's just a cow. It's just a cow.
Cetto: Nuta.
Nuta.
Oh, Nuta.
No.
No, it's more than that.
( bell tolling )
What's going on?
Behold your Mayor!
Behold this cow!
Behold the beginnings of a new day
in the greatest village on Earth!
Piano!
You are drunk, you old fool.
- What's the purpose? - The purpose, my friends,
will soon be abundantly clear!
Cetto, come here! Ah, Cetto!
As you know, citizens,
Piano has suffered its share of disappointment.
- Get to the point. - Eh, the point.
The point is... I am rich!
( cheering )
And when I am rich, Piano is rich!
And when Piano is rich, she celebrates!
Let us celebrate the greatest festival
the world shall ever know!
The festival of Sarbolai!
Sarbolai!
- Sarbolai! - ( cheering )
Sarbolai!
( laughing, cheering )
Sarbolai!
And now for you, sir.
Adieu, Nuta.
My Fedelia, I would like to tell you something,
something that has been bothering me.
- I am not in a travel club. - No?
No, I am in another club.
It's name is famiglia Rossi.
You are mafioso.
I was, until I met you.
So, you do bad things.
Like I say, not now.
Not since I met you.
- You changed me. - Aldo, dear,
you know I cannot love a man who does bad things.
Oh, please.
I'm sorry.
Do not mention this to Uncle Pio.
I will pray about it.
( music playing )
( horn honking )
( music continues )
Thank you! Thank you, my friends!
( indistinct chatter )
( no audible dialogue )
( all clamoring, cheering )
( cheering )
That's my boy!
( laughing )
( speaking Italian )
Have you seen Rosalia?
We saw her leave.
Where did she go?
All we know is what she said.
Which was?
All: "We know nothing about festivals."
She took her big wagon.
She did not say where to or why.
Thank you.
( band playing )
( bells ringing )
Whoa! Ho!
Can I talk to you?
Can I please talk to you?
Rosalia, can I talk to you?
Hey. Hello.
As you can see, I am busy.
My horses are thirsty.
Um, can I pretty please talk to you?
Talk! Why talk?
I know what you did. I understand everything.
You tried to buy me like a cow.
- A cow! - Yes, yes.
But that was only for a minute,
and I realize that was wrong, and I--
You know nothing about women, do you?
Or about love, do you?
Obviously not.
You did a nice thing for Cetto
and the people of Piano,
and I would forgive you if I could,
but I cannot.
Besides, you're crazy, and you're under a spell.
Go away, Tyler.
I'm not crazy!
And I'm not under a spell!
Signora Corvo: Those mountains up there,
once, they were covered with cedar trees.
In my time, we called them sarbolai.
We loved them, but not enough.
We cut them down.
The very last tree
was used to repair your cottage,
and it was then that our misfortunes began.
In this life, we make many mistakes.
That's for sure.
Definitely made a few of those.
But I don't think me being here was a mistake.
You know, part of me wants to stay here forever,
and the other half just wants to leave, never come back.
There is but one answer.
You must break the spell and find a way
to win the love of she who drives you mad.
Wait for a sign, foolish boy.
A single kiss will tell you all you need to know.
How much farther is this?
How long you figure, Salvatore?
Uh, we are very close.
( band playing )
( applause )
Aldo!
- Come here. - Me?
- Aldo! - You, you, you!
( clamoring )
( applause )
Aldo!
( feigns crying )
( growls, laughs )
( applause )
( band playing )
Come on!
Fedelia, come on!
Jump in!
Yeah!
( distant cheers )
And now, Bambo! Ha, ha!
( band playing )
Hey, Bambo!
Bambo!
( cheering )
- He's my son! - Thank you.
Crowd: Rosalia, Rosalia, Rosalia!
( chanting continues )
( thunder )
( chanting continues )
( chanting )
Rosalia! Rosalia!
( chanting continues )
( thunder )
( band playing )
( chanting )
( cheers and clapping )
Let's go, boys!
See ya... later!
See ya!
( shouting )
All my dreams come true.
Man: Come on, Rosalia! Pick someone!
Man 2: Me, me, me.
Send me a love that is true.
An ass?
This is what the gods send me when I make a wish?
( Rosalia laughs )
They are so cruel with love.
- Tyler: Make way. - ( band playing )
- Make way for the ass. - Come on!
- Tyler: Hello. - Rosalia: You again!
Tyler: Oh, were you expecting someone else?
Rosalia: I thought I told you to go away!
Then why are you here?
Tyler: You hit like a girl.
Rosalia: What's the matter? Can't you keep up?
It's like I'm under a spell.
Tyler: How about a kiss?
Rosalia: In your dreams.
- Tyler: Come on! - Rosalia: You are insane!
Whoa!
( shouts )
- Whoo! - ( Tyler panting )
You're not bad for a goat.
( grunts, laughs )
Rosalia: Oh! Arrivederci!
- Tyler: Whoa! - Ha!
Whoo!
- Woohoo! - All: Hey!
- Man: He is an ass! - ( laughter )
Really?
Well?
( chimes ringing )
You.
You broke the spell.
( bells tolling )
( muttering )
What-- what in the name of--
All right, all right, all right.
Someone explain to me this madness.
Father, it's me, Tyler.
Remember? The condemned one?
I brought a few friends,
and we came here to be married.
Are you drunk?
All: Yes!
- Rosalia? - Yes, Padre?
- Did you break the spell? - Yes, Padre.
- Very well. - So do we, Padre,
want to get married.
Padre, my partner and I,
we deserve nothing less.
Wait. What about us?
Are you all mad?
Padre. It comes from above.
A wedding here tonight?
You mean for who? My boy here?
All: Yes!
( sighs )
Why not? He's my son!
- Woman: Bravo! - And that's my son.
And I am here for one reason.
Actually, two.
Money and revenge.
And I came for my son.
So whatever it is you're doing,
you can stop it now.
Tyler, what are you doing?
I'm, uh, getting married.
Uh, Dad, this is Rosalia.
I have not time for this. Where is my money?
Okay, I hate to break it to you, mafia man,
but your money's gone.
Seriously?
Tyler, have you lost your mind?
Mm-hmm. Yup. Completely lost my mind.
It totally ran away. But now it's back,
and it helped me find something else that I'd lost.
- I found my heart. - ( crowd murmurs )
So I send you on a simple buying trip, Tyler,
and this is what you come up with?
Dad, I'm sorry if I let you down,
but to tell you the truth, really?
Purses, and totes, and shoes, and all that stuff,
it doesn't matter to me, all right?
And boots! Ugh! I hate boots.
All that stuff, it doesn't matter to me.
It never has. That's your world, Pop.
I don't care about any of it.
What do you care about then?
You know, you asked me that before
and I didn't have an answer,
but now I do.
Her.
I care about her.
And you, too, Dad.
Despite everything, I care about you.
Son, please,
just come home.
We have business to run.
Yeah. Yeah, I know.
I know, I'd have everything a guy could ever ask for.
But then I'd just be under another crazy spell,
and I'm done with those.
I pick her.
You will give it all up for me?
In a heartbeat.
Then I will marry you, Tyler Hutton.
Wait a second.
You're both insane.
Nobody move.
I'm taking my men and leaving.
Aldo, Bambo, Cetto.
Andiamo.
- No! - No.
We are getting married!
We are nice people now.
- What? - Si.
And we are all in love.
( cow moos )
- Father? - It comes from above!
Who will give these brides away?
You must stop this.
So, let the weddings begin!
( music playing )
( indistinct chatter )
Bacio, bacio, bacio,
bacio, bacio...
( cheering )
Ah, bacio, bacio!
( music continues )
Bacio, bacio, bacio, bacio...
( cheering )
How you doing? The happy couple!
- Hey. - I wish you all the best.
- Oh, hey! - Oh, oh, oh.
- Hey, hey. - Hey, watch me!
Triple step!
Tyler: Okay, well...
- ( glass shatters ) - Aah!
- Hey! - Okay, okay, okay.
We've had enough, okay?
Father, Rosalia, Tyler, everybody,
thanks for everything.
It's been quite a night.
- So, good night. - Bye-bye.
Good night.
Gordon: I'm not giving up on you two.
We're family now. Stay in touch.
Don: More vino!
( laughing )
Wait, I lost my hat.
Where are you taking me?
To the car.
Where is my hat?
( laughs )
Nuta! Nuta!
Where are you?
( bell clanking )
Why are you here all alone?
( cow moos )
( bull moos )
I see.
I understand.
( moos )
( cat mewling )
Hey.
What is your name?
Yeah.
Want to be my friend, huh?
Hey, we can be drinking buddies, huh?
Do you like milk?
( indistinct chatter )
Hey!
Where--
Where did you say you are going?
Uh, we didn't. We don't know.
We're in the travel club, remember?
- ( laughs ) - We just pop up.
Will you be all right, Nonna?
I will be fine.
( music playing )
( chattering )
Thank you, boys.
Do not scratch my beloved car.
( crowd cheering )
( car horn honking )
Oh.
Shoot.
Rossi?
Rossi: What?
We overslept.
Get up.
Get dressed. I'll meet you downstairs.
( chimes ringing )
Hello.
Oh, yeah.
Hello, you.
Shall we?
( knocking on door )
Si?
( knocking on door )
Hello?
Come in! Enter.
( knocking on door )
I said come in!
( chimes ringing )
Ciao, ciao.
Oh, Madonna.
( music playing )
( no audible dialogue )
( man speaking Italian )
Man: Quiet.
( horse whinnies )
( music playing )
( horse whinnies )
Man: And action!
Hyah! Hup! Hyah!
( horse whinnies )
( bull bellows )
- ( bull bellows ) - Viva Italia!