You swim like an old lady doing water aerobics.
Remind me to change the code for the front gate.
Come on, jump in. The water's perfect today.
I'm here for something else.
You disappeared.
That's none of your business.
You know, if we'd gotten married, you wouldn't need to run away.
What makes you think I would've married you?
-Now we're getting serious. -Yeah, I'm asking for a loan.
That's something about you I always appreciated.
-Straight to the point. Spill it. -300,000.
I'll pay 350 back in four months' time.
Elena, I don't know what you want me to say.
I'm not a loan shark. How could I do that?
We all know what you're trying to do. You should never turn against the family.
Yeah, well, they're the ones who've turned against me.
And for the record, you should be the last person with an opinion.
Anyway, I can't help you with the money. Sorry.
Yeah, that's funny.
With all the gambling you do on the side?
That watch, by itself, looks like a fortune.
Your watch doesn't look cheap either. Looks like an original.
Sell that.
You know it belonged to my dad. When did you become such a dick?
A dick? I'm the dick?
You're the one who went MIA. Now, you're here asking me for money,
and I'm the dick?
I must be a fucking idiot.
-I got here a little too late, huh? -Wait a second.
How long have you been in bed with my brother?
No, we were never in bed together. You know that.
I can't get in the middle of all your family squabbles.
It's just business. Business.
I told you to listen to me, Elena.
You're screwing this up for yourself. Where the hell are you going?
No one in their right mind's gonna give you that money.
Stop being a child. We're not kids anymore. Elena--
Well? Do me a favor, and try to explain.
You wanna blackmail me behind my back?
You can do whatever the hell you want. Mm?
It's up to me to protect Dad's interests.
You ever wonder why Dad didn't choose you in the end? This is exactly why.
Do whatever you want, Giulio. I'm not giving up.
I'm not giving up, either.
There's this one and this one.
And this is the one that came in last week.
Practically a bomb on wheels.
It's basically a mobile workshop and a five-star hotel combined.
What do you think?
I think the second-hand one is fine.
As long it can fit three beds, I don't care. Uh…
It's just temporary. You'll have your money back tomorrow.
Elena, I don't care about tomorrow. I need an ironclad guarantee.
Your brother made that clear.
Here you go.
That's your guarantee.
And take good care of it. I'm taking it back in 24 hours.
-Okay, so? Everything all right? -Yeah, why?
-Uh… your watch? -Oh. Just a setback with the bank.
-Is that why you ran away last night? -I didn't run away.
Plus, we promised no more secrets, no?
All right, so you opted for the second-hand unit?
-No. -No?
-We'll take this one. -Ah, excellent choice.
I'll, um, get that ready for you. Be right back.
What are you playing at? This isn't poker.
I'm tired of eating off my brother's plate.
He doesn't even fucking care.
You're always making your own decisions. You don't share anything.
We're supposed to be a team, you and I, no?
Benini, we'll be a team when we're in the winner's circle.
The great Ms. Dionisi returns, needing my help.
You must love doing business with me. I'm the boss. The boss.
We should celebrate, huh?
Okay. Let me get this straight.
You need a large sum of money to cover your overhead ratio
on a short-term solvency.
We need liquid cash to cover our starting costs.
The championship prize money will cover the debt.
And what if someone like Berselli, or even your brother, wins?
No, no. Berselli lost his hunger. He hasn't changed in years.
His son is dumb, and his driver's old.
And my brother…
My brother can't even drive a car, let alone win a championship.
Okay, let's say everything goes well, hm?
You win, and even hoist the cup.
The championship is far from over.
More time passes, and my interest doubles.
-I'm a Dionisi. We always have resources. -That's exactly my conundrum.
If your other resources are willing to play, why are you talking to me?
All right, what do you want? The mortgage on my apartment?
What the fuck do I care about your apartment?
I grew up in the suburbs. This is perfect. I'd die before I'd live in the city.
You know what? I think I have a better idea.
Your company would do.
My dad built this company from the bottom up. No deal, sorry.
I know, but it seems like old Bruno didn't keep up his books
regarding his inheritance.
I mean, you have no idea how many lawyers I've paid to give me that info.
You're such an asshole.
You say you wanna win, right? And it's not just bullshit?
Actually, let's do this. You sign a few papers,
and we only use these papers if things go wrong.
But that won't happen, right?
It's important that everyone stays happy.
By midnight, you will have all the liquid funds you need.
You don't have to come visit me every single day.
Lost time's already lost.
All right, then. I won't come tomorrow.
You can have a big party all by yourself without me here. Good luck.
Be careful in Monza.
Remember what happened with that last lap, the last corner around Lesmo?
Hospitals are full of germs. Hair salons are full of gossip.
-Hm. -Everyone infects each other.
Hey, about the girl…
She any good?
Incredible. You have no idea.
And Dionisi?
Oh, you know.
Tell her to increase the traction on the corner and don't take shit. Hm?
After all, it all comes down to braking.
I tell her to do something, and Blu wants to fight it.
I wonder why her mother decided to call her Blu.
Who knows?
-You two used to talk? -Yeah, long time ago.
You don't know where she's at?
Not far from here. I don't know.
She was a hard worker, though.
We lost contact when she started dating some criminal.
Mm.
I asked her, "What are you doing with that guy?"
"Hey, fuck you." That's what she said.
"Everyone's left,
and I don't want to spend the rest of my life being alone forever."
Mm.
Anyway, what do I know?
It's her life.
I knew you'd come back sooner or later.
Maybe there's an upside to almost kicking the bucket.
The Biassono at 200… in full fifth gear.
Can I steal one of the yellows?
Actually, a little crocodile.
These are vitamins. They're not candy.
Good for you, good for me.
Mm. Don't forget we have my birthday dinner
at my parents' on Monday.
Mm-hm.
And please, don't leave me alone with those two, okay?
Don't worry. I got you.
Look at that. It's incredible! I feel like I'm dreaming!
Whoa.
You know this is all for you, right?
You and me.
Things are starting to get serious around here, huh?
Ah. You're early, for a change.
-Beautiful. -Are we all sleeping in here?
Yes, we are. Kind of like camping.
Less bugs, though.
-You studied the track? -Of course.
-Did you sleep your nine hours? -Yes.
Have you stuck to the diet I gave you?
-Chock-full of vitamins and protein. -Hm.
Although, you look like you had a wild night, eh, Barnie?
A face like yours doesn't lie.
Tell you the truth, it's hard to fall asleep lately.
Well, you can sleep now, if you want.
I'll do the driving, and you can get three hours.
Come on, you two. Let's finish loading in.
Hey.
Is there a fridge in this spaceship?
Sorry?
This isn't a holiday on a cruise ship.
Only team members are allowed on the truck. That's the rules.
-He's my best friend. -I understand.
But you already have enough to handle.
We're too cramped as it is.
I'll find him a place to sleep in Monza. I promise.
Pretty cool, right? We're killing it!
Yeah, listen, Ahmi. Um…
The adults are being annoying.
They said they could find you a place to stay in Monza,
but you can't ride with us.
If you don't wanna come, I won't blame you.
It's a legal thing, and stupid insurance, so…
Well, I don't want to jeopardize the insurance.
Of course I'll be there.
It's your first out-of-town race.
-You go ahead. I'll follow you. -All right.
What are you listening to?
Hey!
I asked what you're listening to.
Nah, it's nothing.
From when I was a kid.
My mom used to listen to it when she was sad.
Which was always.
Come on, play it. Maybe I'll know it.
-God, no. -I wanna hear it!
I didn't know you loved this kind of stuff.
No, this is a classic tune. And the lyrics tell a good story.
Oh yeah? Rum and cocaine?
You have to listen to it differently.
The story and the lyrics behind it all are sad.
-I don't quite get it. -Listen.
There's a ballerina who smuggles weapons into Cuba.
She falls in love with Miguel, but he's always somewhere else.
So she gets with Pedro.
Miguel finds out, tries to shoot them all, and she escapes on a boat in the night.
I don't think I'll ever listen to that song the same way again.
Jesus fucking Christ! Will you turn down the stupid music?
I'm trying to sleep over here, if you forgot.
At least change the song, for Chrissake.
God!
Anyway, you got the story all wrong. It was Fidel, not Miguel.
Fidel Castro.
Back then, on TV, you couldn't say the name Fidel Castro.
Wow, you know this song well.
Everyone knows this song.
Who is Fidel Castro?
Young people these days.
Shut up. Come on!
Hey! I'm trying to sleep!
Whoo!
POLICE STATION
Hey! Did someone change your diaper yet?
Yeah, your mom was all over it.
So if it's not possible for you, let's just say no.
Will your car get out of my way so I can get across the finish line?
Don't worry. You'll never see me coming.
And you are?
Diletta. Hi, I'm a huge fan. Nice to meet you.
Blu.
-You wanna grab a drink when I'm all done? -Oh, we can't drink before a race.
You don't have to come.
You'll still be finishing your placement laps.
No, thank you.
Tonight, I'm gonna have to be in Milan for my father's launch party.
If I don't show up, he will disown me. But maybe next time, okay?
Keep your lines clean.
Maximize your grip.
And listen, when you're between the one and the two,
easy on the gas, okay?
Otherwise, you'll spin out worse than Mugello.
Why would she choose the launch party?
What launch party? No! What the hell are you saying?
You're letting the outside world get in the way. Forget that.
Focus on yourself, not some launch party!
Keep your head on, okay?
If you stay focused, the rest of the world doesn't exist.
Come on!
Go!
Trust yourself, Blu!
Concentrate!
QUALIFICATION RACE 2
Okay, Novak and Ambrosio have just finished, okay?
They'll end up in the mix, either first or second.
Come on, we're still in the game, Blu.
She may lose traction at first, but that's normal.
Count off your gears.
Third, fourth, fifth, fourth.
Nice work. How does it feel?
Hello? This is the voice in your head.
It's perfect!
-She said perfect. -Perfect.
That's another excellent lap for SC17,
pushing the corner, and aiming for the pole position.
-We're ready! -No, wait!
-The cutoff's approaching! -Stop! Just wait a second!
Well done. You're in fourth. You have one lap left.
Tires are still good, so we push them one more.
Go get the front row, Blu!
Come on!
Alpha Blaze is delaying the Ferrari's entrance
with only four minutes left before their disqualification.
Makes you wonder what the young owner has in mind.
With those solid lap times, Venturi's Porsche is…
Look at her go. She's fast.
You can do it.
Yeah, yeah!
And outstanding poise from the rookie
about to enter her final turn.
-Attack the track! -Okay, go!
Hey, hey!
No! Fucker!
-Come on. -Fucking asshole, what did you do?
An impressive move that leaves Venturi no choice
but to brake, costing her the pole position.
And it will be up to the stewards whether that maneuver was fair.
Asshole! What the fuck do you think you're doing?
-Wait a second. Hold on. -I'm sorry.
I thought you liked to play rough. Don't you?
Arturo, get her out of here. Otherwise, you'll be disqualified.
-What the hell happened to you, huh? -Ah, come on.
Things like this happen all the time. You know that.
No, this is a cheap trick amateurs pull when they're desperate and can't finish.
If our dad was here, he'd be ashamed of the way you race.
You're so weak, still bringing Daddy up. He can't protect you anymore.
Okay, come on, enough. Blu's car is coming back.
And the next time you have something to say,
the race steward is right over there!
Yeah, fuck you, asshole!
Let's go.
That piece of shit did that on purpose.
No, no. Don't worry about it. This happens every day.
What? He almost crashed into me--
They just got the timing wrong. It happens. Arturo's right.
That wasn't so bad. You're in the third row after today.
Coming first tomorrow is the priority.
-Let's just stay calm. -I can't stay calm. I was first!
You're supposed to be on my side here.
And the white Ferrari, pole position confirmed by Paolo Ferri…
-That turd came first for tomorrow. -Blu, enough. Go get changed.
-It's okay. -And get some rest.
-Yeah, whatever. -You did great today, kid.
Venturi will start on the fifth position on the grid.
Teams are requested to stay on standby and to…
Thanks for having my back before.
Jesus, her car was flying out there. You did a great job.
We might not be a team yet,
but at least we're starting to understand each other, you and I.
Oh! What's that? Was that a compliment, or…?
What's up with you, Benini?
I stand for truth, honor, and justice.
That's my superpower.
And my X-ray vision can see you got your watch back.
You're obsessed with time, and saving damsels as well?
Just focus your X-ray vision on the track.
Again, thank you for having my back over there.
Great job!
Dude, you're in the pole position! Yo! What did I say?
-You fucking did it! So proud of you. -What did I say?
-No one is even close! -Yeah.
You keep this up, nobody stands a chance!
-Well done. -Bravo, jerk!
-Congrats on the pole position. -You have a problem with that?
-You have some cheek, donkey. -What are you talking about?
You cut in front of me like it means nothing.
You were driving in my blind side. You almost made me crash.
You were flying out of the pit box. You couldn't see that?
Oh, I know what you're doing.
When you can't win, it becomes someone else's fault.
Amateurs and losers always do that.
You piece of shit!
You want us all disqualified? No!
You have a score to settle, don't do it here. Do it in the street.
You wanna race? Let's start! You in or not?
-What are you saying? -Hold on. I have a plan.
-I know the perfect road. Not too far. -I could lend you my car.
My release is conditional. If I get caught again, my racing is over.
-Okay. -I knew it! Coward!
You talk like you have a big dick, but I don't think your balls dropped yet.
Poor little lady. Maybe she's on her period.
Shut the hell up, asshole.
So, where's this road at?
All right. First one who gets to the Royal Villa of Monza wins.
It should take 15 minutes.
But if you step on it, you should be there in half the time.
You, drop the flag.
-Her phone is off. -Where the hell is she?
Oh, Arturo!
I finally figured out where those two idiots went.
-Let's do damage control. -What?
What's going on?
-They're having a duel. -No!
No, if she fucks up again, she'll end up in jail.
Come on! You coming? Or am I doing this by myself?
Arturo, they need me in there. Get her back here right away!
Idiots.
Everyone ready?
Three.
Two.
One.
Go!
Emerge from nothing
You don't need to tear away
You don't need to, emerge from nothing
You don't need to tear away
You don't need to, emerge from nothing
You don't need to tear away
You don't need to, emerge from nothing
-God. She's quick. -You don't need to tear away
You bastard!
Uh-huh, that's right
Uh-huh, that's right…
Oh fuck!
You don't need to, emerge from nothing
You don't need to tear away
You don't need to, emerge from nothing
You don't need to tear away…
Think of something. Let's get out of here.
Emerge from nothing
-You don't need to tear away -They're not slowing down!
You don't need to, emerge from nothing
-Yes, sir! -You don't need to tear away
You don't need to, emerge from nothing
You don't need to tear away…
You don't need to tear away
Call an ambulance! Let's go! Hurry!
Ah, that was fantastic!
You would've shit yourself if I didn't save you.
Come on. What are you doing?
Sorry.
-Come on. Let's finish the race. -No. Stay put, no.
We have to stay quiet until they pass again.
-How many times have you done this? -Hey, I grew up doing this shit.
Unlike you, who learned how to race on your family's dime.
My family doesn't like when I race.
But that's the only thing I enjoy.
Listen… I'm sorry about today.
I'm sorry.
I drove off when they told me to. I had no idea that you were there.
-No worries. I'll kick your ass tomorrow. -Oh, will you?
-I'm the winner today, though. -What are you talking about?
You cut me off, and I could've won the whole fucking thing!
Do you always get so excited?
Do you like it?
I love it.
We have to go.
Let's just leave the cars here.
ARTURO MISSED CALL
Oh shit.
Next time you screw up, you'll be working at a drive-through.
Oh, and, uh, listen.
Maybe we should put some space between the Dionisi siblings
if we don't want fireworks again.
Ferri's exit was just on the edge of comfort.
All right, see you all tomorrow.
Are you happy about the little scene you made out there today?
What are you talking about? I'm just trying to keep a promise.
What? You took everything you had, and gambled it.
And on top of that, you cheated.
-And now you're keeping promises? -Okay, enough with this old story.
I'm just trying to take back what's rightfully mine.
You didn't deserve to run the team.
You can't manage something like this, especially with your history.
You're not as good as me.
Well done. Congratulations.
Now the baby boy of the family
finally has to share the center of attention.
And that scares you.
I guess it's just a matter of time, you know,
before you show your true colors again.
Because people can't change, and I know you.
You always fall on your ass, and usually drop the ball in the last act.
I'm so tired of being ashamed of my last name because of you.
If they're not here in ten minutes, I'll go look for them.
Yeah, unless they already got picked up by the police.
Arturo.
You're a real disappointment, you know that?
-Are you okay? -Good, thanks.
Come on, get in the car, you moron.
-Arturo. Hey. -Hm?
I'm really sorry. I know I screwed up, but don't worry. Nothing bad happened.
I don't think you're ready.
What are you saying? What do you mean?
I mean that you are off the team.
Come on, Arturo. What the hell are you talking about?
You're not cut out for this life, and do you want to know why?
Because drivers don't disappear all day.
You're going nowhere.
People like you end up in jail or the gutter.
You think you know everything about me?
Hm?
How dare you talk to me that way, loser!
My life is a complete mess, and it's your fault!
You made me this way! Huh?
If I'm such a fuck-up in your eyes, why even bring me here?
I fucking hate you, you murderer!
Whoa, back the fuck off! Son of a bitch! You think you're tough?
-You wanna hit me? -I'll kill you!
-Go ahead! -Let's just get out of here, please.
Arturo?
The sign-in is in a few hours.
Hey, what's wrong?
We had a fight, and I may have pushed her too far.
What?
I told her that she was off the team.
What'd you do that for?
Doesn't matter if someone makes a mistake. You don't kick people out of my family.
It's mine!
I'll go and find her.
You all right?
Don't worry. He didn't hurt me or anything.
If I hadn't stopped you, you would've killed him?
I wouldn't hesitate.
Why'd you do that?
You prefer him now?
I have no idea what you're talking about. Have you gone crazy too?
-I'm talking about Paolo. -What? Paolo?
I saw you looking at each other. Now you're gonna deny it?
How many years have we known each other? How many times have I looked at you?
A million.
And you never noticed.
I know everything about you.
I look at you every day, and you don't even see me.
Why him and not me, huh? Why?
I don't understand what you want me to do.
What the hell is going on? What happened to everyone today?
I'm sorry I'm a fuck-up, okay? Leave me alone now!
It's an honor to have you here in person, Mr. Dionisi.
We weren't expecting you so late.
If I may say, sir,
I think your cooling system is the envy of the world.
Yes, well, we supply the best, always.
Excuse me.
Arianna.
Giulio Dionisi.
Blu.
Hey.
Don't worry, I'll sign the waiver tomorrow.
I'll go home and get out of your hair.
You're not leaving tomorrow. You're not leaving at all.
We have a race to win.
-But Arturo said I couldn't-- -Forget what Arturo said.
We're in this together.
Straight at 280.
First chicane, right, left.
Then at Biassono, full power.
The Roggia, and brake hard.
Enter the sharp corner around 80 or so.
-Then… -You still remember it?
You're not allowed to drink on the track.
Most of the rules we follow are unfair.
What do they know? Am I wrong?
Hm?
Racing is easier off the track.
There's no rules, and no one gives a damn who you are. There's no blend line.
Here, you wear a suit, follow the line, and everyone's eyes are on you.
It's okay to be a little scared.
I feel like I have too much to prove to you guys, and myself.
You've already proven it to all of us.
Tell me where you went wrong.
Well, exiting the fourth,
I braked too soon on the seventh, and I changed gear too late on the tenth.
You drive at your best when you feel the pressure's on.
You feel alone.
You're scared.
And when you're scared, you always drive too recklessly.
You need to step on the gas, but only when you're ready for it.
You get it?
Did you also know my mom?
Arianna?
Yeah.
How well?
I knew her.
Arianna wanted you so much.
They both wanted to have a child, you know.
Did my father know that my mother was pregnant with me when he died?
No, I don't think so. He never knew.
Let's try something before everyone gets here.
Now, breathe. Visualize the track.
Just listen to my voice.
And listen to the sound of the car.
Listen.
From here to the first corner in first gear.
Push it. A little to the left, slowly.
Gently.
Can you feel that?
All right. We're heading into the chicane.
Feel the chicane before the car gets to it.
Bank back!
Push on the gas!
And left.
Great! Good job, Blu, well done.
Speed up, speed up. Feel the gas.
Relax.
You need to speed up, but also relax. You have to listen to your car.
Further to the right. Understeer.
Can you feel the music, Blu? Huh?
Speed up, gradually.
Feel the car, and don't be afraid of its power.
Good. Stay easy. Listen to it.
Inside! Inside!
Nice job!
You're in control. We're almost at the Lesmo.
Check out your right.
Okay, slow down, slow down…
Widen up again. Let it slide.
Smoothly.
Widen more! Good job!
Come on, keep focused, Blu! That's it!
Beautiful! Beautiful!
You're gliding in the zone! Come on! Let's go!
Out of the brain, and into the zone! Let's ride!
Keep the heat on, Blu!
Watch out, because the SC17 Porsche
driven by Blu Venturi is blasting around the Lesmo 2.
RACE 2/6 MONZA CIRCUIT
It's an absolute missile out the exit!
But here she comes, closing in and overtaking Filippi's Lamborghini.
Perfect. You're in third. Slip it. Watch the slipstream.
I know what's coming.
She's trying her best, but stuck on the inside.
Meanwhile, a terrible crash at the Ascari chicane.
It looks like two cars are involved.
Venturi is aiming for Donati's Honda ahead,
overtaking at the last moment!
You did it! You own the track.
But now, we wait.
Keep your distance.
-I got him. I can take him. -I told you to wait!
If you overtake him now, he'll catch you again on the straight!
Arturo, calm down.
Stay on his tail.
Only go when I tell you to, okay? You're on me?
-Okay, I'm here. -She heard what I said. She's listening!
The race is getting tight.
Speed up. Step on it! Step on it!
-I'm losing him. -Stay calm. Bring it back home.
Ferri gains some precious tenths of a second on the straight.
Venturi growls like a wolf on the hunt.
Yes, smart move.
Be careful. We're almost there.
Get ready, Blu.
-Tell him to get in there. -He can't.
Alpha Blaze versus SC17.
-Do I go? -Hold it!
-Venturi in the slipstream… -Hold it!
The crowd is holding its breath. This could be it!
Go now!
The Porsche flying like an arrow from a bow!
She pulls alongside and starts to approach the chicane.
Incredible maneuver! An absolute spectacle!
The crowd has exploded! The other dogs are scratching at the door!
Ferri is left behind.
The checkered flag is ready for Venturi.
-Yeah! -The rookie comes first!
-She did it! -First place, Blu Venturi!
Gaining 20 points,
and moving up to third in the overall standings.
CHAMPIONSHIP STANDINGS
Bravo! Yeah!
Bravo, Venturi!
Bravo! Good job! I knew you could do it!
-Oh, that was a work of art! -Bravo, bravo!
-Thank you! -You did it!
-She got the best of me. -You came in second. That's not a bad run.
-So, what happened? -Come on.
I tried my best. She was faster.
I'm so happy you tried. Bravo! Thanks!
Nice work. Great race. So proud of you guys!
Do you want to celebrate with them? Hm?
Why don't you take her out for dinner first?
Why not? It's just my money, not yours!
If you don't start taking this seriously, maybe this career's not for you.
We need to stop babying these useless assholes!
Why don't you try winning for a change!
I want what I paid for.
I can't believe
We're living in the future
Don't be afraid of the mirror
I'll catch you when you fall
The writing is in the wall
I'll catch you when you fall
Don't be afraid of the mirror
I'll catch you when you fall
The writing is in the wall
I'll catch you when you fall
I'm exhausted. I'll probably sleep for two days straight.
Come on. You're not that old.
Back in the day, you'd be out partying all night.
It's true.
Ah… I found something.
Mm. A little souvenir.
What do you know about how I used to celebrate?
-You were just a kid when I was racing. -Yeah, but a very perceptive kid.
In a way, it's like you're back on the track, though.
BLU, WHERE ARE YOU?
DINNER'S READY
Put it away.
I'm texting Blu.
In this house, we don't eat with our phones. Hm.
It's almost 9:00.
She's not coming. That girl couldn't care less about you.
She was tired. She probably fell asleep.
Oh shit.
All I
I need
Yeah, need
You are all I
Oh, 'cause every time I look around
All
I need
All
I need
Yeah, need
You are
Oh, all
I need
Yeah, need is you
All I
All I need