You'll be the sole team manager. You and no one else.
Your contract is ready and waiting.
Come on, what am I supposed to do?
I can't just abandon those two.
I'm not like you, Giulio.
If they're as talented as you say they are,
they'll find another team.
They're not your family, Elena. They don't know you like we do.
Hang around certain people long enough,
and you forget you live in a different world.
Yeah, "certain people."
Hm.
Arturo Benini is getting close,
squeezing by his teammate at full speed.
But no, he didn't brake!
There's no breaking inside!
Comes from behind,
Michele Venturi's car goes flying! It goes--
Hey! Blu!
Whoa!
-You disappeared. -I was getting ready.
-Making a big decision. -But you okay? What's wrong?
Nothing.
I'm fine.
Hey, you wanna catch up later?
Blu!
The hell are you doing here?
-Same ones that Dad wore? -Yeah.
They'll be a bit big, but I want you to wear them today.
B-Blu!
Hey, allergic to answering your phone?
Because when it rings, you're supposed to pick it up.
-Whoa! -Don't fucking touch me.
She has a big day today.
Just give her some space.
You got this, Blu. Right?
Didn't we both agree on no soft tires?
We couldn't take any risks with the suspension being so stiff.
This track doesn't forgive, and you know why.
I'm not trying to get in the way of your decision--
Oh, no, please. Do me a favor and save your lecture for another day.
Okay. We're changing tires at the pit stop, no question.
Yes, ma'am.
Any other decisions or plans you need to sort through?
What are you playing at?
Your little adventure with the plebs down here is over.
Time to go back to your ivory tower, I guess.
-Just tell me what you're trying to say. -No, it's nothing.
But don't take me for a complete fool. I saw you talking to Giulio.
That was just a proposal, that's all.
Yeah, sure. People like you usually don't accept offers
before mulling it over first. But what do I know?
Yeah, you're one to talk.
Currently on the circuit, around 33 degrees
with a total absence of wind.
The rankings…
Do whatever you want. Just don't fuck her over.
Me or you?
You seem to be the only one who's fucking her over here.
It's not me who lets my past and, uh, my nostalgia get in the way of shit.
No, it's cool.
We have finally arrived at the event everyone's been waiting for.
The penultimate race of this championship, on a legendary circuit.
RACE 5/6 IMOLA CIRCUIT
They’re off! The race is underway!
The beasts of Auto GT have been unleashed!
Alpha Blaze with Ferri and Pollini with Berselli in the front.
Right behind them is Venturi in the brand-new SC17.
Wait, Blu. Not the right time.
Oh, Blu! Don't end up in the grass!
-Take your time. The race is long… -The connection's out. She can't hear you.
Look at that! Venturi makes a bold move!
Overtaking Berselli!
The only driver left in front of her is Paolo Ferri.
-She's here? -Yeah.
I hope she doesn't do anything crazy.
Arianna, Blu told me about the video. She knows everything!
Arturo!
She knows. She's seen the videos, the tapes, all the footage.
What's she saying?
Get the fuck out of my way!
Venturi brakes at the last moment!
She goes for a spectacular overtake!
And she's in the lead! Blu Venturi is in the lead!
Blu Venturi! The SC17 is in first!
Blu! Pit, now!
-Fuck you, Barnie! -Come on!
Arturo?
Someone, please tell me what's going on. Arturo!
It looks like she enjoys doing this by herself. Her team can relax,
as her yellow rocket absolutely flies!
-She's risking a spin-out! -Foot on the throttle.
Still charging ahead, alone breaking through the pack!
She's still driving with a rebellious heart,
listening to her own instincts.
She drives…
No!
Are you the father?
I'm her mother.
Your daughter's in a post-traumatic coma.
The head injury resulted in a slight internal hemorrhage.
But she's stable. And her vital signs are good.
But there's no way of knowing when she could regain consciousness.
My advice is to go home.
If there's any change in her condition, we'll contact you right away.
See you in the morning.
Arturo, where are you going?
You heard the doctor. There's no point in being here.
Yes, but--
Arturo, leaving her the same way you did Michele?
You didn't even show up to his funeral.
-Let it go. -Shame on you!
You left me alone with your father. We chose the coffin.
You two were so close, right?
Michele died, and you turned your back before he was even in the ground.
And all the while, you were sleeping with both of us.
Get out of here! Stay away this time, or I'll kill you myself!
-Calm down! -Why are you even here?
Looking for your profit margin, or what?
You think paying a few medical bills clears your conscience?
No, I didn't--
I don't fucking care what family you come from.
-You only care about yourself, you bitch! -Why don't you go home?
-Go ahead! I'm not leaving! -You're not making any sense!
It's my daughter dying in there! You fucking go home!
And this fucking slut you're screwing.
Why did I trust you? You killed her too!
Hey! We don't tolerate that behavior in here.
Leave now, or I'll call security.
Let's get some air.
Hold on, Arturo. She's scared.
She didn't mean that. Whoa! She's just venting.
-It's true. I killed Michele. -It was an accident.
-No, it was me. -Arturo, I was there. I saw it all.
He knew could die at any moment. Everyone knows that.
What matters is that Blu's all right. And breathing.
Oh, hey!
Just breathe, okay?
Would you like to spend the night together?
The night together? What…
I don't even know who the hell you are right now.
I never should've taken this fucking job! It's ruining my life!
Hold on, hold on, just wait. Okay.
You're tired and stressed. Get some rest.
You need to sleep.
We're all tired, Benini.
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah
She'll pull through.
Blu is the strongest, most courageous person I've ever known.
Nothing scares her.
She'll fight.
Blu is all I have left.
She's not gonna let a stupid accident bring her down.
Nothing will stop her.
She's a warrior.
And I know it's hard to see that right now,
but she can do anything.
Dad, what are you doing?
Tell me something. Is this your idea of taking care of my workshop?
You should've woken me up.
Ah, you were passed out.
They discharged you?
What, should I have spent the rest of my life in the hospital?
I have never turned my back on any of my drivers,
and especially if they're in trouble.
I'll make coffee.
Remember I told you it was faster than the Chiron,
pushing speed close to 310 miles per hour.
1,800 horsepower, from zero to 100 in 3.3.
You remember the Ford GT40
that won four Le Mans in a row? It was an incredible car.
It had big headlights, like two eyes.
This hood that came down like a, uh… How do I explain?
It was like, uh… What's that bird called?
The one that plunges with its beak in the…
-I can't remember its name. -Arturo.
Please stop talking. My brain is melting.
No, don't touch me.
No.
-Is my mom here? -She's right there.
I'm so sorry about everything that's happened to you.
I just wanna forget it.
I pushed too hard on that last turn.
When you race, I feel like dying.
But then, when the race is finally over, I can see what you're capable of and…
I don't know.
It's like anything is possible all over again.
I get my life back.
You can't keep on paying the price forever.
It's too much for anyone.
-I'm thirsty. -You get some rest. I'll get you water.
Thank you.
You haven't run away yet?
I'm not turning my back on my driver when she's in trouble, so…
Even when she's acting like a fool.
I wouldn't be able to live with all the stress.
The stress?
You killed my fucking father. I saw the video.
Yeah, so what?
Even if it's true,
you should've stayed on the track.
But you came across as an amateur out there.
If I taught you one thing,
you have to manage all your emotions, big or little.
You're fucking crazy.
You did it for her, didn't you?
You were in love with my mom?
That's why you sped up, instead of braking.
The day before the race, he was acting weird.
He had a light in his eyes I've never…
seen before.
And I kept on asking him, and then he told me…
that Arianna was finally pregnant,
bringing you into the world.
And I was so happy for him.
I hugged him because part of me was happy for you all.
What about the rest?
Did you wanna kill him?
God, no.
No.
Michele was my brother, my best friend in the world.
We loved each other.
Your father was everyone's favorite.
I prayed he'd lose that championship
so I could win and finally claim what was mine.
Drive him into the dirt.
What does that say about me, though?
Was I just a punishment?
No. I didn't even choose you. You showed up like an angel.
A little angel that showed up when I had nothing.
I didn't even know you, and you put me back in the game.
Tell me who I am.
You're a driver.
You're a hell of a driver.
Don't ever throw it all away because of a jerk like me.
In Monza…
when you were flying towards the finish line,
it was the first time I've felt alive, in forever.
Because of you.
Alive, Blu!
-You know why? -Because you're a fucking psychopath?
And Ferri?
Came in ninth.
He lost traction at the second corner and spun out.
I see.
He was here, he visited. Even got you flowers.
-He brought flowers? All for me? -He did his thing, yeah.
What an asshole.
He had to fight with Ahmed.
He's been here since the beginning.
Every morning and every night, like a little cat. Meow!
Mm.
Oh…
Hey!
Blu. Hold on!
Blu!
Iatrogenic injury of the cornea. It's quite common in cases like yours.
It can cause photophobic episodes, blurring of the vision, and migraines.
The symptoms are inconsistent, and the frequency is variable.
When can I start driving again?
The symptoms can subside with treatment. It is possible to recover completely.
But it takes time and patience.
I don't have that kind of time anymore.
You're scaring me. What's up, Barnie?
No, just reminiscing.
I had a dream about him last night, you know?
-Who? -Your friend.
It was about Dad.
Do you know what he told me?
That he forgives you.
No, come on.
Do you know what else he told me?
That our path to the championship isn't over.
Paolo lost points, right?
He did. So?
So the only way I can forgive you is to allow me back on the track.
If I finish first and he doesn't get to the podium, I still have a chance to win.
I'm actually starting to wonder if the accident fucked with your brain
more than we thought.
You heard the doctor, right? It takes time. Come on.
Then next year, when you're better, we can try to make a diff--
No one will give me a car, Barnie.
I'll end up as a mechanic,
painting body shells for the rest of my life.
Do you wanna know how I felt on that podium in Monza?
For the first time in my life, I was whole.
I was finally better than everyone.
And I won't let anyone take that feeling away from me again, Arturo.
You, Mom, or anyone else.
No, you can't do this.
Especially with this new problem with your eyes. It's not good.
I haven't had any other episodes.
You heard the doctor. It doesn't last long.
We don't even have a car. Am I supposed to make one out of thin air?
When has that ever stopped us before?
Here's our document to officially withdraw from the championship.
Elena, wait a minute.
I'm so sorry. Come here.
What's up?
Ferri didn't do well.
If Blu can come in first, and he's not her competition,
we can still win this thing.
Are you being serious? After everything she's been through?
Maybe this is exactly the thing she needs.
We owe it to her.
We still have the car?
Yeah, we still have the car, because…
I couldn't let her go.
She's in really bad shape, but she's still our car.
I never took you for a romantic.
I thought you said we didn't know each other.
I've been saying a lot of stupid and insensitive things lately.
You and me both.
Anyway, the real issue is, um… the engine's totaled.
Hm.
That's that, then.
Nice. You finally came to your senses.
Where's your signature?
I already have a team of my own, Giulio.
Just like you said.
Small, battered, fragile.
But our heart and resilience would beat you on your best day.
Just like Dad always said,
we're starting again from scratch.
That's brave.
So what the hell are you doing here, then?
I'm here to take back the only thing in this house that belongs to me.
-Not bad, huh? -It's perfect.
It's like looking at Bruno's heart.
The question is, how can we configure it in time.
I don't even know where to start.
It's heartbreaking.
Look at her over there.
I think both of us know someone who can give us a hand.
Holy shit. They don't make 'em like that anymore.
Take it to 110. Brake hard on the outer red.
I widen the gap, but not too much,
to give enough space on the right on the Correntaio.
Mm-hmm.
Full throttle in the fifth, right before entering into Biondetti,
and take an easy cut across the painted edge.
Careful. Say it again, please.
-Approach as far to the right as possible. -Mm-hmm.
-And brake on the white line at 300 feet. -Perfect. Well done.
I wish it was like this when I'm on the track.
Side by side. I don't know.
Like in a rally.
Let's plan the Paris-Dakar preparations another time, hm?
Is that a promise?
I'll be here for as long as you need me to.
I'm going down to see what the hell they're up to.
That old man is working me like a dog.
Feeling okay?
Yeah, yeah.
You sure?
I'm here for you.
I always know you'll be here.
You have a little something.
Ahmed!
I've missed you, old girl.
You never told me what that means yet.
What?
SC17.
Ah.
"Second chance."
Oh, that's cool.
And 17?
It was your number back in the day, remember?
Elena!
You did a really good job with the car.
Thank you.
Back at you.
I've never started in last place before.
Well?
Aren't you supposed to tell me that I'm just a little girl,
and I should know better?
If I were you, I'd be too afraid to get in the car in the first place.
I'd be shitting myself.
Go on, and do your best, otherwise I'll make you drive a go-kart.
Blu!
Sorry. Hey! Why haven't you responded to my messages?
Because I have no time to waste, Paolo.
Why would you come to the hospital and bring flowers… for me?
Because I didn't know what else to do.
And I wanted you to know that I was there.
Are you sure you're all right?
You're afraid to lose today.
Mom?
Baby girl!
How are you feeling, honey?
I'm doing fine. Can't you tell?
I've already died once this month. Ask in a year.
That's not a funny joke, Blu.
I know. Sorry.
This is all I have right now, Mama.
It's keeping me sane.
You know I'm not trying to hurt you, right?
And I'm not alone.
I'll never be alone with you by my side.
You're the best.
You ready?
Time for the ritual.
You should lead the prayer.
And for that, we need the whole family.
Do you remember it?
Of course I do.
Lady of the race, shine your light to guide us today.
Keep us unhurt as we navigate this new journey.
Let our race be safe and fast, and always in our control.
Make each turn a perfect turn, and bless us with a swift recovery.
May angels guide and protect us
through the chaos, the noise, and turbulence ahead.
Lady of the race, shine your light to guide us today.
Keep us unhurt as we navigate this new journey.
Let our race be safe and fast, and always in our control.
Make each turn a perfect turn, and bless us with a swift recovery.
May angels guide and protect us through the chaos,
the noise, and turbulence ahead.
Lady of the race, shine your light to guide us today.
Keep us unhurt as we navigate this new journey.
Let our race be safe and fast, and always in our control.
Make each turn a perfect turn, and bless us with a swift recovery.
May angels guide and protect us through the chaos,
the noise, and turbulence ahead.
FINAL RACE MUGELLO CIRCUIT
The Ferrari is in control, driven by Ferri.
Coming back around, with Berselli for Team Pollini following behind.
Blu, there's a lot of traffic out there. Put out the fire. Easy.
He's coming on the left now.
Don't overdo it. Stay in the slipstream. You got this.
We can't take our eyes off the center,
where Blu Venturi had her violent crash, chasing a dream for the SC17.
-If you can, open the throttle early. -Be careful.
Let's go!
Here she comes! Cutting inside! No mercy!
Way to go, Blu! Another one done!
Nice work!
Keep going.
Venturi is in fourth! This hungry wolf for SC17 is unstoppable,
commanding the track like a predator closing in on its prey.
You have to focus now. Okay, we're finally on the straight.
Feel how your car is humming!
Venturi sets her sight on another car. And she passes!
Nice, Blu! Awesome work!
Keep it up!
And right in her sights is Lamborghini's Berselli.
-Where's Paolo? -Don't even think about that.
-Pass Berselli first. Piece by piece. -Okay.
And then we destroy Paolo, okay? Come on!
Go for it! You have time! Everything you got!
Make your move, now!
Go, go! Take it, take it!
You did it! Fuck yeah!
Whoo!
Incredible!
She started last on the grid, and now challenging for the lead!
-The crowd is going wild for Blu Venturi… -I see him!
-If you see him, get him. -Here it is!
-She's gonna take him down! -Match his speed!
We're inside the final lap!
Ferri and Venturi are nose-to-nose, four kilometers from the finish line.
There's no one behind them!
Careful with the entrance! Run!
Two titans, only a few miles from the finish line!
Blu?
Oh, Blu, tell us what's going on!
Blu Venturi is losing speed!
She's sliding wide and seems to be in trouble!
Paolo Ferri takes the advantage immediately,
doing his best to extend his lead, and charging towards victory!
What is she saying?
I don't know. Call the steward! Red flag! Red flag!
-I'm here. I'm sorry! -We need you to pit now, Blu!
I'm still here. I'm okay!
-We have to stop. It's too dangerous! -Please listen to me!
If you can guide me, I can get through this, Barnie!
Talk to me! Be my eyes!
Wait! Wait a second!
All right, I'm here.
We'll do the Paris-Dakar like I promised you.
When you were right here with me?
I'm right beside you now. Listen. We'll start slow.
Visualize the track and listen to my voice, okay?
Mm-hmm.
Bank on left.
Feel the right corner.
Straighten it up. Careful of the next turn.
Excellent. Very good. Way to go.
Keep listening to my voice. I'm here.
You're entering the Materassi now. Like the back of your hand.
Left, right. And keep it like that.
Now, nice and lightly, press on the gas.
Good. Now we open it up.
Go.
Let me know if you're fully in control. Don't be afraid.
When you're ready, I'll tell you to fire. Casanova-Savelli.
Use those hard edges.
A little more gas. Pull away, pull away. Good.
You're so good!
Approaching the Arrabbiatas. Right sharp.
One degree on the steering wheel, and then hit the left again. Go!
Let it go, and cruise like a superhero.
-Well done, Blu. You're fly-- -Where are the others?
Don't worry about the others. We're just talking.
We just have the Bucine left.
Take control over the right curb.
Hold it.
Stay strong. We're almost there!
Straighten the steering wheel, and keep your body in front.
Hang on!
We're all waiting for you.
Down shift and bring your ass back home, Blu! Bravo!
This is a first.
We've never seen a race like this in the history of Mugello.
As we crown the prince Paolo Ferri and his Alpha Blaze
as winners of the national GT Championship,
the world celebrates the unbelievable second-place finish of Blu Venturi.
With a massive feat, she has etched her story into memories.
The people's favorite.
We will remember her name in the history of racing.
Hey, you!
-What the hell? -You're so good, you don't even know!
-Thank you. -Are you okay?
I didn't even know if I won or not.
You're going to the fucking moon.
We're coming back next year to kick all your asses!
I'll let you celebrate, but then we go straight back to the clinic.
Are you kidding me? Come on.
I can see better than you.
-I can see you're still a pain in the ass! -Get out of here.
We'll see you on the finish line.
Let us through.
Venturi! Venturi!
Venturi! Venturi! Venturi!
Venturi! Venturi!
Venturi!
That was an insane race.
I don't know how you did it.
-You can't lose with a team like that. -I wish I had a team like yours.
-Maybe I can send them your résumé. -Alberto Naska!
A round of applause, please. A well-deserved third place.
Next time you send me flowers…
I like yellow marigolds.
How do you feel about this, Blu?
I been geeked in the homeland Far from the romance
But I see you in my dreams I wish that you weren't
I wish it ain't hurt me It can't end here, shit's TBC…
Stay with me.
Picking up pieces Baby, you left me miles apart
I'm sat in this car, playing 2010 hits
And it feels so good When I drive it fast
I wish I ain't hesitate I planned the getaway
Still on the run, fidelity's renegade…
In second place, Blu Venturi!
You can feel the heart of the crowd!
Let's say it's a second place that feels like a first!
She walks to the podium as a winner!
And now, we come to the winner of this GT Championship.
First place and superstar, Paolo Ferri!
Paolo Ferri has shown outstanding strategy and decisiveness
throughout the entire season.
Yes, good job! Enjoy it! Yeah!
A big round of applause for the three drivers.
They've given us a spectacular season, incredible athletes,
not only on the track, but the whole of the GT Championship!
I wish I ain't hesitate I planned the getaway
Still on the run, fidelity's renegade
So, I'll live and let die
Yeah, I'll live and let die, yeah
I'll live and let die, yeah
I'll live and let, I'll live and let…
She wouldn't be up there if it wasn't for you.
Our little girl made history today, I guess, hm?
Maybe we can leave the past behind.
She's not so bad, you know?
So, the guy who wore number 17?
He was brilliant, but a jerk.
-He's really changed, you know. -No, no.
He's still a jerk.
Maybe he's looking to the future.
-Is he? -Mm-hm.
A sigh, what is that?
Benini?
When she told you she was pregnant, how did you know it wasn't yours?
-Madam Dionisi? -Yes?
You're the owner of SC17?
Yeah. What's going on?
We need to question you, Blu Venturi, and Arturo Benini.
You're under investigation for a robbery at the Port of Ravenna.
Finish your champagne, and then we'll go down to the station.
We'll be there.
I wish I ain't hesitate I planned the getaway
Still on the run, fidelity's renegade
-So, I'll live and let die, yeah -I'll live and let die
I'll live and let die, yeah
I'll live and let, yeah
I'll live and let die
Yeah, I'll live and let
I'll live and let die
I'll live and let
Bro, this is awesome. Like, this is crazy.
This is crazy. This is crazy. This is crazy.
I'll live and let
I'll live and let die
Can only begin to imagine how it is for you.
Bro, this is awesome.
And please let me know next time you're performing live in London.
Whether or not it's good tonight or wherever,
I'm very much down to perform.
This would be like probably my first ever big performance far.