One Man Up (2001) - full transcript

The debut feature by acclaimed Italian director Paolo Sorrentino (La Grande Bellezza) is a stylish and blackly comic look at the dark side of fame. Evocatively set during the eighties, the film charts the decline of two men both named Antonio Pisapia who lead entirely separate yet strangely parallel lives. One (Toni Servillo, Gomorrah) is a pop singer who finds himself washed up after a sex scandal ends his run of success; the other (Andrea Renzi) a football hero whose playing career is abruptly cut short by injury. Sharply observed and featuring excellent performances from the two leads, Sorrentino's compelling film explores the personal consequences wrought by cruel reversals of fortune.

What can I say? That it's better
to have loved and lost,

rather than putting linoleums in your halls?

Draw does not exist.
Pele

ONE MAN UP

What the fuck!
What the fuck are you doing?

Did you get dumb, fucking assholes?!
Are you jerking off in the field?!

How the fuck could
you do this to me??!

Forget it. You're not going
to screw me over!

You now get out and do
what I fucking tell you...

..If not, I'll kick your ass.
I really mean it!

What are you doing, fags?
Don't you want to qualify for the UEFA?



Aren't you interested in the match premiums?
Well, I am. Did you get it?

What are you doing, dickhead?

You're just a half jerk,
you're in the team only to run.

You must win the ball. Stupid!

Palumbo! You have
really pissed me off!

What do you think of when
I talk to you in the training?

Do you think of those four
whores you fuck every day?

You're on drugs, aren't
you? One more time.

How should I tell you that I don't
want to see that shit in my team?

Anyway, you have taken the wrong drug...
cause you're a disaster in the side.

Take another dose, so you
can come out dead!

- Coach, I....
- What if I...?
- Don't you dare talk. Asshole.

So, let's go on.

Ok, they're better than us...



... But I didn't see a single
well-done counterattack.

I said "long balls".

You did only two.
And you let Palombo do those.

Well done! You chose a
big fucking leader!

I told you the play must go
from Russo. No sir!

Coach, I have something to say:

... I think that instead of staying
at the back, if the team risesa bit...

..we can resist in the midfield,..

..We shouldn't play
just with throw-ins..

For instance, me and Gennaro could
advance with head kicks.

You know what, Pisapia? No one has ever
pissed me off as much as you,..

... Are you aware of this?

Are you the coach or the player?

If you want to be a
coach just quit playing..

..You even don't play that good!

But since you're
in this sewer,,..

..you can't allow yourself to say how
the team should behave tactically!

Where are you going, Pisapia?
How you dare?!

I'd like to say goodbye with my
dearest thing: "The night"!

#I don't listen anymore..#

#..To the radio we always
listened together.#

#Then home it's not my home.#

#The night..#

#..a thousand lights that..#

#..don't light one..#

#..like me,..#

#..fire burns on the sidewalks
and see..#

#.. these souls going
around in paillettes.#

#Silence.#

#Nothing else...#

#Nothing else..#

#..The night.#

Antonio, go.

It's red.

Are you Antonio Pisapia?

Damn, Antonio you're great!

The goal you scored on Sunday
was a work of art!

I got so excited!

How could you score in a semi reverse
shot? You're a centerback!

Why? Can't a League A centerback
make a semi reverse shot?

Anyway, thanks Antonio.
We enjoyed it!

The most beautiful first
tour since years!

- Will we start in Milan next week?
- Yes.

I want an aquarium
in my hotel room.

Ok, whatever you wish.
An aquarium? No problem.

All this success!

I really enjoyed it, Tony.

The whole public enjoyed it.

At least you sang
"Long nights in the bar".

It's like Ballantines:
The more it gets old, the more you like it.

Do you recall that nobody
cared about it in Sanremo?

Of course Tony. Cause
that's a mature song.

It's song that should be sang like an
adult. It's a song for adults, Tony!

- Thank you, sisters. That's enough.
- We're not sisters.

- You are to me.
Genny, settle the girls. - Yes.

- Did you like the massage?
- Very much, I feel relaxed.

I always say it:
if eastern people organize themselves,..

..western people have no way out.

Listen, Tony,
I booked the Geg?.

So you're an asshole! Last
week cooked a bass that...

..that I should have
thrown at his face!

Call Salvatore,
book at his'.

Titta, what's up? You haven't
opened your mouth.

- I have to tell you something, Tony.
- Say it.

I can't come to Salvatore:
My daughter has flu.

What the fuck is this news? We've
always celebrated the first concert.

- She has 38,5 degrees.
- So what? Are you an aspirin?

You're the drummer and
you'll come with us.

He can't wait to turn
his back on life.

Genny, 33 years old, brown, large
necklace, black and pink dress.

You go out. If she's here,
introduce her to me.

I got it. Coming.

Did you enjoy the concert?

Very much. I got excited.

When I noticed that you got
excited, I sang only for you.

We felt the same way,
isn't it unbelievable?

We were distant, there were
hundreds of people between us...

..but we were in a total intimacy.

-Your songs enter under the skin...
- What's your name?

- Monica.
- Monica...

You're wonderful! You resemble
the girl from Dallas. Pamela?

No one told me that before.

It's true. I've got a sixth
sense for resemblances.

This dress is wonderful, too!

It would fit over the
chair of my bedroom.

My husband is outside.
He's waiting in the car.

He'll wait... Just for a kiss.

No, it's not possible.

.. I'm faithful to him.

Go now.

And if I want to see you again?

Look in your handbag.
You'll find my phone number there.

Even my wife jumped
off the chair.

A spectacular goal,
Antonio. Congratulations!

Thank you, president.

Listen, I wanted to ask
you about the future...

I've told you not to
worry about the future:

...There's always place among us.
You're a heritage to the society.

As a matter of fact, I already
started the course.

Well done!
But, please keep in mind,..

..Stay focused.
We must qualify for the UEFA.

- Stay calm. Bye for now.
- Goodbye.

Who was it, Antonio?

The President.
He congratulated with me.

Come, Diana,
I'll show you the rest.

- I'm happy you dedicated the goal to me.
- The least that I could do.

Moreover, it's so unjust that you're
not the coach anymore.

Why? You were at the end of the table
with me, now you're in the UEFA zone.

Well, in the middle of the table.

Ah, always a pessimist.

Listen to me. Just
enjoy the moment.

That was a once in
a lifetime goal.

Damn it!
And the green lemons?

Tony, please careful
with the plant!

I can't even prepare a caipirinha
at my home!

I couldn't find green lemons.
I bought the Schweppes.

You pissed me off with these Jin
tonics. I wanted a caipirinha.

- Veronica called.
- Finally she decided to.

She had another exam,
she said it went ok.

Ah Tony, then something
unbelieavable happened.

What?

She saw up close the
queen of England.

- Do you understand what emotion?
- What a fun!

- I'll hang out with the guys tonight.
- I'll go at your mother's.

I'm not used to the new house.

Do whatever you wish.

You can see everything from here.

While I have a building in front.

How are our earthworms doing?

The breeding of earthworms
is a long-term investment.

- Me and Sossio have got a very very
quick deal in our hands. - What is it?

A draw deal. Me, Sossio, Lorusso
e Palumbo are all in.

- Six have agreed from the other team.
- What the fuck are you saying?

We have to win the match,
we're in for the UEFA spot.

We're in the UEFA zone.

We won Sunday and you scored
a goal. Did you forget?

It's 10 million for each.

And also the money
we'll bet on our own.

- I'm not in. And the coach will kill us.
- He'll kill us if don't do it.

He has already placed 30
millions of his own.

I'm out of this.

You know, I did it
a couple of times,..

..but I've told you other times.
I won't do it anymore.

Listen to me. I'll make
you another present.

..A saleswoman working
with my wife.

I already had her.

And that slut told me after we fucked:

.."Next time bring that friend of yours
Pisapia, I like him too much".

Don't bother me,
I'm out of this. Ok?

You know you're doing a big stupidity.

Things come out sooner or later.
The newspapers have already insinuated.

You're a coward, Antonio,
and also irresponsible.

How long do you think
we can go on playing?

Two, three years...
What will we do then?

We can't do a fucking thing.
We know only to play football.

And while we're playing football,..

..we must earn as much money
as we can. Do you understand?

After two or three years I'll become a
coach. Understand? Are you listening?

I won't ruin my reputation.

Fuck you, Antonio!

Hey, Aldo! How are you?
You look good.

Genny, a cigarette!

Tony! I was at the
concert last night!

- Did you enjoy it? - Beautiful!
- I'm glad. Fire please!

Hi.

- Hi!
- Where have you been? I called you.

- I was at Marco's.
- What for?

Ok, I'm busy now.
Call you tomorrow.

Tony, I have to talk to you!

What is it? Is it urgent?
We'll talk after.

Tony!

Listen! I was at your concert.
I enjoyed it very much.

I think I sang fine.

Titta, I don't want to
loose again tomorrow.

So let's agree: when you
hit, I'll stay at the net,..

..when I hit, you'll stay back.
- Won't I go to the net?

What the fuck would you do there?
You suck at the net!

- You've got the attitude of a gay.
- I haven't been training lately.

It's been a lifetime since you trained,
even with this battery.

The next week, in Milan,
you must try harder.

Otherwise you can go bugger
off Fred Bongusto.

Do me a favor: go and bring me
some Ballantines. Put it on my bill.

- Hi, Tony.
- Hi.

- Anything going on tonight?
- Eh?

I think there's a lot going on.
Isn't it?

Yes, it is.

Titta, you're an angel!

Who is it?

Antonio!

You're a bastard.

Mother! What the fuck
are you doing here?

Stupid piece of shit.

Why do you do these filthy things
on your daughter's bed?

- How old are you?
- 16.

It's you who should have died in the end
of that sea, fucking coke addict!

Mother!

What are you saying?

It's you who should
have died. You!

Pass! Follow!

Don't stay back. Forward!

Novelli! Don't die now!

Out!

Your full name?

Antonio Pisapia.

Antonio Pisapia.

Born in Narni Scalo..

15 August 1949.

Born in Naples, 15 August 1934.

Am I in trouble?

Total anesthesia, right?

Pisapia, of course you're in trouble!

You're accused of violence
on an under aged girl.

Easy, here you are. Go.

Are you awake?

I must work.

At this hour?

I had the dancer's nightmare.

It's been 10 days since you sleep at
9 o'clock and wake up at midnight.

- Could it be ulcer?

What's that got to do?
I told you I had a nightmare.

Why the TV is set on mute?

To not wake you up.

The fact is that I'm awake
from some time.

Why were you holding the phone?

I was checking if it worked.

You were checking if it
worked!? At midnight!

What is it, Antonio?

The two midfielders, fuck!
In this part of the match,..

... even if they run like crazy,
they can't make it.

What do you do now?

I survive in Rome,
I've rented an apartment.

Nobody calls me.

Well, some times.
But always very small parts.

- Hello?
Genny, I have to come back.

- Too early.
- But I have my public.

A bourgeois public.,..

... who hasn't forget that
you go to bed with little girls.

But I was discharged!

People don't give a shit about that.

That little girl spewed in all newspapers.

Arrange me on the TV then.

Pope watches TV, Tony.
I tried it.

They don't want to see you even
on the repertoire shorts, at night.

What the fuck should I do then?

Wait for time to pass.

You always earned a lot with me.

Hey, I always earned a lot, Tony.
Not just with you.

Why don't you come over at my place?
I cooked bass.

I have to go to the hall.

Ok, then come later.

I'll call you tomorrow.

- Pisapia!
- Hi, Palumbo!

- How are you?
- Fine.

- How's the knee?
- Just for walking.

Well, that's enough, Pisapia.
What are you doing here?

- I have an appointment
with the president. - I see.

Well, I'm going now. I'm leaving
for the Netherlands to check a player.

Who?

It's a secret, Pisapia.
Bye.

Limiti 6,..

..Affinito 5 and a half,
Piva 7,..

..Esposito 4, Riccio 3 and a half.
Will we sell this player or not?

Who buys him?

Sabatino 5 plus, Mariani 4,
Amaducci 5, Peluso 4 and a half.

President, it's Antonio Pisapia.

No my dear. Not today.

He wants to be a coach.

What about the placement here?

- Carlo.
- Eh?

You take care.

The president was busy.

You know, it was one
of those black days...

- ..you know? 3 to 0 at Pescara.
- Well, sure.

It's nothing. Let's have some coffee.
Two cups of coffee, please!

So, Antonio,
what can I do for you?

I... have... taken...
since 3 years ago....

- A glass of water!
-....Coverciano....

Can't hear you, talk louder.

Nothing, Mr. Tagliaferri,
I was saying that..

..I took the coach patent three
years ago at Coverciano,..

So, I was asking myself,
if... there's a chance...

I know Antonio. We have thought
a lot about you with the president.

For the main team and
for the young team.

Last year, for instance,
when we dismissed Carloni,..

..you know, it was such a big
error, a foolish thing.

What can I say? You come when
the situation is apodictic.

Don't you read the newspapers
how apodictic is the situation?

In confidence...

..the society is in big
financial trouble...

..League B is near,
Trevisani is close to being dismissed..

..and the fans want the
comeback of Molosso..

What can I say, dear Antonio?

Next season we could
find a position for you.

..in the organization chart.

However, I was the third
of 40 at Coverciano...

And in these three years,
I've come up with a new idea.

Really? What is it?

Zone play, high defense, offside
tactic and advanced pressing.

- And the new idea?
- Four strikers.

Are you nuts?

Sound like crazy, but it's not.
Let me show you Mr. Tagliaferri.

Here, look.

They move in vertical lines,
in rhombus form.

The advanced midfielder
holds the ball...

..and three strikers close to each
other for the quick passing.

One man more in attack.

It's bold Antonio, but....

Three midfielders make
a wall in the midfield.

You can win matches like
this, Mr. Tagliaferri.

It's interesting. I'll talk
with the president.

But now we have to draw some matches
in order to remain in the first league.

You know what? Come at the
start of the next season.

- Fine? Agreed?
- Ok.

Fine.

So, I'm going.

Fine. Goodbye.

Antonio...

You know what he said?
That the situation is 'apodictic'.

I checked the dictionary
but it means nothing.

Anyway, Trevisani will be dismissed.

And they want you.

Molosso is fine where he is.

But the fans want you.

What did he say about you?

Always the same:
"Next season".

I should have packed
and gone to Juventus.

I was such a fool.

At least I'd have a Fiat
shop near my home.

What the fuck are
you talking about?

Do you know about cars?
You know about football.

I'll tell you something: Everything
can happen in this shitty life.

Maybe. But nothing
happens to me.

Genny, take more lobster.

- Did you take the anchovy?
- Mh.

Taste the sea bream.

How is it?

Good.

I cook the sea bream even
better than Salvatore.

- Do you know where I learned to cook the fish?
You know the story? - I know.

In jail, in the '70, when I was
arrested for the first time.

Those bastards!

Narco traffic. Me?
Why should I traffic?

"Love sensations" was in the
first place, I made tons of money!

However, jail is shit.
I learned only one thing there:

..there's always someone who
cooks the fish better than you do.

No fucking thing to do in jail...

..and if one practices himself, he
becomes a fish-cooking God.

How come this spine?

Listen, Tony,..

..don't you ever do the polyp?

I lost a brother for a polyp.

You never tell this.

No.

What can you do.

Were you there, too?

I've got something for you.

What thing?

A small thing. A square
party in Abruzzi.

Something paid by the Municipality.

- It's not bad for starting over, is it?
- Not at all.

So, can we put together
the old band?

Forget it! You've treated those
four like shit for 20 years.

Since you're not worth,
they escaped like thieves.

Titta immigrated to Bongusto.

Fuck them,
the bastards!

Let's get four guys,
4 tour guys.

Three. We'll get three.

Fine.

What are you doing?
Going away?

Got things to do.

Wait, we could relax a bit.

I'll offer you my stuff.

I've got mine, Tony.

But mine is good.

Mine is better.

I'll call you tomorrow.

How did it go with the president?

He told me to meet again
after some time.

Meanwhile?

Meanwhile I'll make the
scheme perfect.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?!

Meanwhile you could start a job.

You could be an insurance agent,
many ex-players do it.

- Gina told me that Sossio....
- Are you kidding?

I'm a coach.

Then, you need an license to
become an insurance agent.

Let's be realistic Antonio. It's been
four years since you don't work.

We're running out of money.

I'm going out.

400.

6 and 40.

Not for me.

Until 800.000.

Fine.

Open.

- 3 Aces..
- Good.

Scuffle!

Alberto, I have to talk to
you. I'm in trouble.

I have doubts regarding the sides.

Now? Can't you see?
We're playing here.

Later?

Later... At what time did
we settle it, Maurizio?

At 18:00.

At 18:00.

We'll talk another time, Antonio.

#Under you home..#

#..my road ends.
What melancholy!#

#Not even the courage to look..#

#..The light that vanishes
together with you..#

#..Forever..#

#Nothing else...#

#Nothing else..#

#..The night.#

Hey, another one.

#I won't go away#

#..from your life anymore.#

#In my bed, after an hour,..#

#..so fragile, so alone,..#

#..while I told you everything,..#

#..I asked myself:
"Will she stay?"#

#You kissed me but didn't talk.#

#Then you talked while crying.#

#At twenty like me..#

#..the love you lost.#

Thanks to all. Good night!

- As first dishes, we have...
- I'll just take a second dish.

Ok, we have sausages,
lamb, skewer, beefsteak...

Couldn't I have some fish?

Bass?

A codfish would be fine, too!

We maybe have just salmon trout.
But I must check.

What can I say?
Bring it to me.

With a salad?

Mr. Tony, it's a pleasure!

Unfortunately, I couldn't
come at the concert.,..

..You know, too much
work in here.

I wanted to... I've got all
your records at home.,..

..Even the first one,
when you played with the Rayban.

How was it called?

'Excuse me, my love' by Antonio
Pisapia and the Rayban.

Did I remember it correctly?

You know Tony, I want to
ask you a big favor.

A bit more on the left.

Fine.

Come on, Giovanni. Click it!

Here's your salmon trout.
Let me show you the photo.

It's a pity you didn't
come at the concert.

Because it was my goodbye concert.

How was it? Was it beautiful?

Yes, it was really a
beautiful concert.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Why were you staying in the dark?

Nothing. Just thinking.

Go to sleep. I've
got work to do.

Antonio, tomorrow
I'm going away.

I'm leaving you.

Is there another man?

We're 35 years old,..

..and you only think of....
- Slut!

I knew you wouldn't understand.

- Hello?
- It's me.

Mother, how are you?

Your father died!

What?

How did it happen?

Don't strive to ask Antonio.
Don't fucking ask!

You haven't met him for years.

Mother, you told me not to
come home, didn't you?

An you immediately agreed
with it. Of course.

How does it go with Maria?

I can stand her.

The funeral is tomorrow
at ten in the church.

I informed you. Bye.

Did you take a look
at the notes?

Yes, but I don't know.
I am uncertain.

I know that you want a high defense,
but 15 meters is too much!

You're misbalanced.

If the other team has
one like Platini:

..a long ball, defense is overcome
and that's it.

Or you play against someone like me,
and you loose the match.

I won't loose,..

..because my players run
more than yours..

To run for ninety minutes you
must train the heart,...

.. then the muscles.

These are the principles of aerobics.

And who'll play in attack?
Jane Fonda?

Alberto, you still play with
catenaccio and counter-attack!

Molosso, using catenaccio
and counter-attack,..

.. won 2 leagues and 3 Italian Cups.

10 years earlier.

10 years earlier.

Listen, do one thing:
Eat before it gets colder.

Father!

Veronica!

When did you come back?

Tonight.

How's it going in London?

Fine.

I've been in London.
I've played there.

- In 1970.
- It was 1969. In 1970 you were in jail.

I've already heard this
story. Don't tell it again.

You're right, 1969.

'69...

Is there always that light rain?
Unceasing, continuous...

Yes, often.

How does school go?
Did you have exams?

It's ok.

By the way, since
you study medicine,..

..if you're free, you should
have a look at this...

It was grandfather's funeral today
morning. Why didn't you come?

I woke up late.

Besides, I never go to the funerals.

But it was your father's!

- So Tony!
- I woke up late.

What would you like?

Salvatore, you must give me
guarantees about the mussels.

What's the issue with them?
They're good.

We'll have spaghetti
with mussels then.

For the main course...

I have ten coralfish Ginetto brought me.
They're terrific!

Where did he catch them?

In the Procida channel.

I don't believe this channel
has been offering good seafood lately.

Let's make a deal.
You taste it.

If you don't like them,
then throw them away, ok?

I've spent my life here...

...and it's never before 5am
that I can get to sleep.

I'm always sleepy now.

Diabetes is to blame.

But I'm over it, now.
Enough is enough.

I'll retire and
yield this restaurant.

- Why? Have you had any offers?
- Each of them worse than the other.

It's not the money,
cause they've offered me pretty much.

But they want to turn it
into a pub or a disco.

I don't give a damn,
but when I pass by,

I still want to see that sign
"Salvatore a Mare"

Salvatore, I was thinking...

I'm done with the music.
Enough!

I don't wanna have anything
to do with it anymore.

I thought:
if you take me as a partner,

I could manage the restaurant.

Are you serious, Tony?

Salvat?, if I'm idle at home,
I'll go crazy.

They'll take me to a madhouse.

Maybe, one of these evenings,

I could even sing a song or two
for the amusement of our friends.

What do you say?

I just need a deposit,
to be safe.

Veronica!

Go back, go back,
you fucking bastards!

Go for it!
Gigi, Carlo, get closer!

Go, Mauri, go!
Block him!

Yes!

Good, Carlo. But you must roll it earlier.
You, Biaggio...

Ok.

- Geppino, give me a hand here.
- Sure.

Here it is.

Antonio, let me show you something.

I am the king of Agropoli, Antonio.
Look here.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 units.

120 row cottages with seaview.

We can agree that the Agropoli sea
matches the beauty of Sardinia.

What I'm saying, Antonio,

is why don't you buy
one of these cottages?

Besides, if you buy it
while it's still a project,

it'll cost much less.
Excuse me, are you following me?

Sorry, I was a little distracted.

- Are you gazing at Elena?
- Her name is Elena?

I understand you. Wait here.
I know her, I'll introduce you.

No, no. Forget it.

Geppino, are you still willing
to draw up this voucher?

Sure.
Come to our office on Wednesday.

Maybe Thursday is better.

It's you then.
You said 11, but it's 3 already.

I woke up late.

Will you really do this to me?

Died man, I'm doing you a favor.

For this car, the market
is as promising as for you.

I'm a lawyer.

Interesting.

And I love theater.

But there's not much
going on in Ivrea.

That's why every now and then
I take the car and drive to Turin.

- Do you like theater?
- Very much.

What do you like?

I like...

I love ballet.

It's beautiful.

Such an interest is rare among men.

You are not superficial.
This is quite interesting.

You haven't asked me about my job

and you never make the conversation
slip towards the past.

And this makes it even more interesting.

It never becomes boring.

A very silent person...

full of mistery...

but your eyes say it all.

I think I'm in love with you.

In any case, I'm married too...

Did you say "in any case"?

I'd like to go to Capri with you.

Tomorrow.
We'll go tomorrow.

No, tomorrow is Carnival.

A friend of mine is throwing a party.
Why don't you come?

With pleasure.

Where have you learnt
to kiss so well?

As a boy,
when I played for Verona.

Hello.

Tony, sit down, I have great news.

- Shoot it.
- A cruiser ship, from Genoa to Cairo, the Red Sea.

I'll have you aboard
cleaning the toilettes, Tony.

You're a real friend.
I knew you wouldn't forget me.

I told you we only had to wait
for the dust to settle down.

This ship has a certain level,

people with money.

It's not the shitty boat trip
around the Mediterranean.

These are insane cabins.

Thank you, Genny, seriously.

Tony, I'm your manager.

Unfortunately, I can't accept it.

What the fuck are you saying, Tony?
Are you in trouble?

Nothing happened.
I just don't know...

a whole month at sea.
I'm getting old, you know.

It'll be crowded and too hot down there.
It's really not for me.

What the fuck do you mean with "too hot"?
It's a lot of money!

I don't know, this story with the ship...

I see it as a step back.

If you have anything better for me,

I could consider it,
think about it.

But this ship would really
mean a step back.

I appreciate you thought about me,
but I have other plans.

Tony, you son of a bitch!
A step back?!

You're dead, Tony,
and I'm trying to get you back to life!

Do you know what they said
when I mentioned your name?

That they didn't want you!

That their passengers
are middle aged folks,

that they don't have
junkies or teenagers aboard,

that they'd rather have Fred Bongusto.

And I was an idiot,
telling them you're better than Bongusto,

that you gave up the drugs
and all that shit, Tony!

Don't take it so seriously.

Give them Fred.

Go fuck yourself,
you son of a bitch!

In my opinion, TV quality
has decreased in recent years.

I don't agree completely,
but we can discuss it.

Hi, Lucilla.

You look gorgeous.

- You too.
- Lucilla, my dear.

- Thanks for the plants, they were great.
- Let's go see them.

- How are you?
- Fine.

Forgive my delay.
The traffic was terrible.

- I'm coming. - A moment, please.
- Yes? Who are you?

I'm Antonio Pisapia,
a friend of Elena's.

Ah, of course. Please.
Thanks, my dear. Come in!

- I am Lucilla.
- It's a pleasure.

- Let me take your coat.
- Thanks.

Oh gee, poor you...
I got it. You thought it was a costume party.

- It's not. Hasn't Elena told you?
- No.

- What can we do now?
- I'll go home.

No, wait. You'll wear something
from my husband's wardrobe.

Come with me to our room.

Wait, the living room
is full of guests.

I want to make love to you.

Now?

Yes.

I had something else in mind
for our first time.

The first time can be very disappointing.

It might be better
to enliven it a little, don't you agree?

That's my daughter.

Come, we're dancing.

Let's go to Capri tomorrow?

Yes.

I'll wait you there.

Lello! Tell the boys...

to put the small pastry counter
where the aquarium was.

The indoor tournament is over.

How was it?

We won.

Yes, but it was
a pain the ass, Alberto.

I want to coach a real team.

I feel I'm ready.

Antonio, I must tell you
something important.

Anything new happened?

Trevisani was fired.
They called me back in.

- And you?
- I accepted.

I barely got back in
and had a fight with the President.

And why?

Because of you.

They won't let me
have you as my assistant.

Till the end of the championship

that stupid Palumbo will have to stay.

They say the players
have a good connection with him,

that we shouldn't disrupt the harmony
and this sort of bull shit.

It doesn't matter.

No, it does matter.

I only accepted because
they offered me a 2 year contract,

assuring me that next year
I could bring you in as my assistant.

You just have to wait a few months.

Let it be. They'll probably
change their minds when July comes.

No, they won't.
Otherwise, I'll quit.

I had to accept it, Antonio.
It was a load of money.

Thus I'll be able to retire in peace.

It was the right decision to accept it.

Don't be worried about me.

You just have to wait a few months.

Will you come over for dinner?

Hello.

Genny, I must get back.
I need a come back.

I won't talk to you, Tony.

It's not the time to play the offended one.

I'm tired of it, Tony.
I'm not your manager any more.

I need that job.

Fuck you, Tony!
I won't say it again

Bongusto will be on that ship.
Do you know why, Tony?

Cause you can't clear customs
with a pound of coke on you!

We need to talk.

Pisapia, what are you doing here?

- We must talk.
- Let's talk then.

How did you know I was here?

You told me many years ago

that you come to the office
every Sunday after the match.

Let's make it quick.
I must attend a wedding.

The assistant coach
should be chosen by Molosso.

Should.
But I take the decisions here.

- And you chose Palumbo, that moron.
- Bull shit. Palumbo is smart.

And the next season? Molosso wants me.
What do you say?

Next season we'll see
whether Molosso will still be around...

whether I'll still be around.
Heaven knows what will happen.

What do you mean? "Whether he's still around"?
Molosso has a contract.

Contracts are signed and unsigned.
Molosso is fine for now.

I had to keep him:
the fans were crushing my balls,

hurling at my doorstep every second night.

But why can't I be the assistant coach?

I told you.
Palumbo is smart, he's a promise.

I got it. Next year you'll drop Molosso
and promote Palumbo, right?

Listen. For me, you don't have
what it takes to be coach.

Why do you insist?

Nobody has called you in,
not even a minor team.

I'm telling you, try another job.

Why this obsession
about being a coach?

If you're concerned about the vouchers,
I'll issue whatever you need.

What are you saying?
What do they have to do with it?

In any case, I'd be willing
to coach even the junior team.

It doesn't have to be
necessarily the main team.

It would be presumptuous
from me to ask you that.

Antonio, I must tell you what I think.

Soccer is but a game
and you are a man of sorrows.

Give me this octopus.

Octopus, Tony?
You never bought one before.

And now I do.

Hello?

I'm calling on behalf of the producers
of the TV program "Public Confessions".

Have you had the chance to watch it?

- No.
- It doesn't matter.

The program is hosted by Gigi Moscati,

who interviews famous guests
about their personal lives.

- We'd love to have you on the program.
- Call me again tomorrow.

We can offer our guests a 3 million
reimbursement for their time.

Moreover, it is broadcast from Naples,
which would make it easier for you.

If possible, we'd love to hear
a potpourri of your old hits.

I never sing potpourris!

Call me again tomorrow.

Ok. If you have any doubts
about our program,

you can watch a live broadcast
tonight at 10:30.

Call me again tomorrow.

Ok, bye.

The bashful tend to assume
a defensive position.

They tend to hide behind the strikers,

avoiding to draw any attention.

It worked well as long as
the man marking was in use.

But since the zone marking was introduced,

there was no place left for the bashful.
They were thrown into the spotlight.

I never knew how to do it.

But you did quite well
in the spotlight...

scoring a spectacular bicycle kick goal.

A half bicycle kick.

- What goes through your mind in front of the goal?
- I've always sought to avoid the goal.

Right, at that moment,
when I was about to kick the ball...

I saw the fans.

80.000 people and all eyes on me.

Some days later, however,
during the training...

your ligaments were torn and your life
is turned upside down. What happened?

I haven't been able to get back
on the field after the accident.

- I decided to become a coach.
- Are you coaching now?

- No.
- How come?

The President of my former team
had assured me...

I'd have a chance
to go on working with them.

Later, he went back on his word.

He said I don't have
what it takes to be coach.

How can anyone say that,
if no one ever gave me a chance to show it?

Anyway, I don't want to talk about it.

I want to say something else.

Today...

I've met someone...

Please, go on.

You were saying
you've met someone today.

Now we'll show you
a short film about Antonio Pisapia.

We'll be right back.

Where do we go?

Take me to the airport.

Are you leaving?

Yes. I must go to Holland
to evaluate a player.

Yes?
Here's Tony Pisapia.

I'm supposed to be
on your show next week.

Can you do me a favor?

I need the number of Antonio Pisapia?

We can't tell the private
telephone numbers of our guests.

You must give me immediately the number
of Antonio Pisapia. Is it clear?

the telephone number of Antonio Pisapia.
Is that clear?

Is it 7:00?

# GR 1.#

# Breaking news.#

# Naples: The former soccer player,
Antonio Pisapia,#

# has killed himself with a bullet to the head.#

# The body has been found on the soccer field #

# across from the Capodichino airport.#

And the shaving?

Everything ready.

Smoking is forbidden here.

Damn!

Now be still.
It might hurt a little.

But don't move.

Does it hurt?

Hello?

Here is the producer of "Public Confessions".

Yes, I'll do it.
But we need to talk about the money.

- 3 million?
- For what do you take me?

It's our standard contract.

Why, do I seem
to be the standard type?

I've watched the program.
It's all about the past.

Do you have any idea of what
I can tell about my past?

We could offer 4 million.

You can offer 6.
Call me this evening.

Listen, boys.
We'll try something new today...

One man up.

Ok. Bye.

President, Antonio Pisapia is here.

Good evening.

We'll finish it.
Wait a moment.

Welcome, Tony.
I am Gigi. How are you?

Fine, thanks.

- Saverio, my man!
- Hi, Tony, what's up?

As you can see, kicking ass.

Tony, what's this shit with your hair?

Some bastard told me
to use this fucking shampoo...

- Let's take our places?
- Sure!

That's your seat.

Tony, in a few moments we'll be on live.

I have prepared some questions.

Do you know that I used to sing here
when you hadn't even been born?

Singing has always been my dream.

When I was a child, I remember
my father used to get real mad...

but I just sang more and more.

He slapped me and I sang even more.

I remember the stand mics.

I remember Mina,
Walter Chiari and Alberto Lupo.

Alberto used to burst in laughs with me.

I remember every stage where I stood,

every song I sang,
every dressing room...

every flash from every photographer,
every dedication on every album...

the autographs, the tours,
the restaurants, the laughs...

every tear shed by every fan.

I was born in Vico Speranzella.

I remember Naples during the war.
I was 8.

I remember the bomb shelter
under Augustea Square.

And more...

I remember I used to have...

6 smokings,

150 shirts,

90 pairs of shoes.

I remember the first time
I wore handcuffs...

every tear I shed.

How I cried every time they moved me
from one prison to the other.

When the wardens submitted me
to the anal inspection.

I remember every cellmate.

I remember every time
I had to lower my voice

and every time I've been
afraid to get on stage.

I remember the flowers
in the dressing rooms...

the women outside the dressing rooms,
eager to get closer to me.

They used to find me interesting
and it always ended in bed.

They used to tell me I was handsome,
but I never felt like being handsome.

I felt like being mighty.

I never gave a damn.

I remember everything.

It's bull shit what they say about
the coke fucking your memory.

I've been sniffing for 30 years
and I remember everything.

I remember all the coke I've sniffed.

But everybody did it in those fucked up times.
Who can say he didn't?

Only the poor haven't done it.
And they don't know what they've missed.

I remember when I've sung in New York...

and Frank Sinatra had to come by
and listen to the phenomenal Tony.

I remember my mother,
when she was young.

What can I say?

She's still the most ravishing
woman of my life.

I remember a good friend,
his name was Antonio Pisapia.

He was a terrific soccer player.

He wanted to become coach
and they never let him do it.

And thus he killed himself.

But they'll never suicide me...

cause I remember one more thing:

I've always loved freedom.

You don't have a fucking clue
of what it means.

I've always loved freedom.

I'm a free man.

- Hi, Carmine!
- Hi, Tony!

What's new?

Life is shit, Aniello.

Take care, Tony!

I'll row till Capri!

Tell me how it tastes.

This film is dedicated to Tina and Sas?

Subtitles by kinofil and bastelik