Transcripts - Forever Dreaming

[upbeat music playing]

[bicycle approaching]

[somber music playing]

Hey.

So, I'm here to go fishing,
but I can go somewhere else.

No, don't worry. I'm leaving.

This was supposed to be a quiet place.
But apparently, I was wrong.

Okay, Pietro, I admit it.

I saw you coming here and I followed you.

- I wanted to clear things up.
- [scoffs] Really?

There's nothing to clear up, Giulio.

I took my path and you took yours.

- But let's talk about it.
- I'm not doing this.

[sighs]

[Giulio] We had the best friendship
in the world.

It can't be over just like that.

I can't be without him,

and he can't be without me.

Even if he feels
the complete opposite now.

I gotta convince him
we'll always be best friends.

But how, man?

[theme music playing]

♪ Ooh, oh, oh ♪

[in Italian]
♪ Colorful graffiti among broken glasses ♪

♪ And running uphill
But drying our eyes ♪

♪ You said it's over
And now my life is dark ♪

♪ It's mid-July
But winter's dampened all my spark ♪

♪ Pick me up
And take me back to the beach ♪

♪ Our sandcastle we shall reach ♪

♪ Of laughter and caresses
Do you remember me? ♪

♪ Come on
A relationship like this can't end ♪

♪ We wrote about it
In our diaries, oh, oh ♪

♪ We even shouted it out to the sky
Oh, oh ♪

♪ I draw a pastel-colored heart ♪

♪ And we go back inside our sandcastle ♪

DI4RIES

JANUARY
- 20 WEEKS TILL THE EXAM

MONDAY

- Dad, I'm off now, okay?
- [Dad] Okay, good.

Hey, Giulio! By Friday,
you have to apply for high school.

Dad, please, you know where I wanna go.

Yes, I know, but your mom
and I have been thinking about it.

In computer science,
you have to be very good at math.

You wanna spend five years in hell?

You know we can't help you much with that.

Why don't you choose something easier?

But I wanna be a game designer, though.
Look. I just made one.

Games aren't work, they're just a hobby.

Your uncle and I are opening a restaurant.
We're doing it for you.

A restaurant?
But I know nothing about that!

That's why you'll go
to the School of Hospitality.

Vocational schools are practical.

And that's why, for you, it's ideal!

You are really... practical, Giulio.

I think for him,
"practical" means "stupid."

FISH MARKET
SEAFOOD RESTAURANT

Giulio!

Come on, Giulio!

This is one of the worst times in my life.

[Giulio sighs] The School of Hospitality?

This has nothing to do with math.

The truth is,
my parents don't believe in me.

For them, I just have dyslexia.

They don't understand
that we're all different.

- [sighs]
- The School of Hospitality.

After the mess I made at Christmas,

because I wanted to go
to computer science high school!

What am I gonna tell my class?

Whatever. I'm not gonna tell them.

[upbeat music playing]

"G. GALILEI"
MIDDLE SCHOOL

Which one do you like?

[Isabel] This one.

[Pietro] I prefer this one.

[Isabel] No, I don't look good
in that one.

- This one.
- Nah, I don't like it.

- This one.
- [Isabel] No, I don't like that one.

'Cause I look awful.

Giulio. So cool you're
going into hospitality. Me too.

- But weren't you doing computer science?
- Uh, yeah, of course.

Wait, what?

Your father told mine he'll ask them
to put us in the same class.

[Pietro] You...

You broke the Pact of the Bonfire
to follow your dreams, your passion.

And now you go into hospitality?

I... didn't wanna.

- My dad wants me to apply.
- Ah, sure, Daddy's fault.

So you tore the class apart for nothing.

But you don't care how we feel.

It's all a game to you.

You're just a baby.

- [teacher] Good morning, everybody.
- Good morning.

Well, I just wanted to tell you that I am
organizing some catch-up courses,

for those of you who struggled a little
in the first semester.

So that way,
you'll be ready for the final exams.

I'll be teaching those classes personally.

Why the long faces?

I'd like all of you to come out of
this school well prepared, am I right?

- Of course.
- Thank you.

We have already programmed for you,
later in the week, some practice exams.

Mm?

This isn't one of the worst.

This is by far the worst time of my life.

- Good. Now go on with your lessons.
- Thank you.

- Have a good day.
- Bye.

- [class] Bye!
- [boy] See you later. Bye.

[school bell rings]

[Giulio] I'll never finish
hospitality school.

I'll fail and the restaurant
will go bust in six months.

And the only contact I'll have with Pietro
will be my likes on his posts.

He'll be totally content.

And I'll be a failure, left on my own.

- Is the pity party over?
- No.

When I'm an old guy,
I'll be kicked out by my wife.

- I'm such a loser.
- Cut it, come on!

Stop playing the victim.

You're just finding excuses to do nothing.

- I'm not playing the victim.
- No?

- Yes, but what can I do?
- Ugh!

Giulio, if there's something
I learned here with you,

it's that if you really want something,
you have to fight for it.

Do you really wanna do computer science?

Uh, sure.

Then you have to convince your father
that you take games seriously.

You have to get good grades.

And then you and Pietro can
sort out your grudges. Trust me.

Got it. Getting good grades.
Sorting things out with Pietro.

- Convincing my dad...
- Stop!

You don't have to do it all at
the same time. One thing after the other.

Mon, can you come here for a minute?

Sure.

What's up?

Listen, could you maybe help Giulio
with his practice exam?

- Why, you wanna volunteer?
- Uh...

Great! See you later at the Bonfire.

We'll spend two hours reviewing rules,
and two hours on equations.

When you feel ready,
you can volunteer for the exam.

Well, then... I gotta do it?

- Uh, yeah!
- Well, yes!

[both laugh]

Am I wrong, or is Monica
prettier than usual today?

TUESDAY

[school bell rings]

[Giulio] Bianca is right.

I must do something.

I have to study, and make my father
understand what I really like.

That way, Pietro will be proud of me.

- [boy 1] I couldn't do homework.
- I'll always be his friend Pac!

- Me neither, man, we're gonna fail so bad.
- And I'm gonna show him!

[upbeat music playing]

[boy 3] Hey, Giulio.

Let's play a joke on those
guys from Marina Grande.

Like in the good old times.

[upbeat electronic music playing]

[school bell rings]

[Giulio] Yes, I wish everything could go
back to the way it used to be.

Daniele making peace
with Mirko and Bianca.

Pietro getting back with Livia.

Isabel not making Roby suffer.

Peace and love. Peace and love.

And as for them?

Well...

We'll deal with them later.

[Monica] Hey, Giulio.

I'll see you over at the Bonfire.

So that we can review
some more of the math book.

- Again?
- Of course. The math test is tomorrow.

Reality. How sad is reality?

Come on, let's go to class.

[upbeat music playing]

[school bell rings]

If in a quadratic equation x is negative,

- you divide the quadratic by -1, so...
- [boy 1] Here he is.

Hey, Paccagnini!

- Hurry.
- Where are you going?

- [boy 1] Paccagnini!
- [Giulio] What?

- What stupid joke is this?
- I know it was you, Paccagnini.

- That's a horrible joke. It wasn't me.
- Are you messing with me?

- No!
- Let's check his things.

- No!
- [Monica] What are you doing?

- [boy 2] Let me see. Look.
- I didn't put it in there.

- You didn't do this?
- I didn't.

- It was me, then?
- [Roby] Yo, stop it!

Why prank yourselves?

Are you gonna get in trouble
for someone from Marina Piccola?

I think Pietro could have intervened.

This isn't finished, huh?

- I'll get you someday.
- Get outta here.

[boy 1] We'll find you outside school.

- Thanks. You saved my life.
- You're exaggerating.

Well, uh... I owe you a favor.

Uh... actually, you could do something.

Like telling me
if Isabel is seeing someone else.

What?

When she dumped me,
she said there was no one else.

- But I don't trust her.
- No, that can't be.

She would have told me.

She's my best friend.

She was your best friend before Christmas.

Anyway, don't worry.
She's not seeing anyone.

- Okay. Let me know in any case.
- Yeah, sure. Sure.

Thanks. Thank you, guys.

- [Monica] Bye.
- [Giulio] Bye.

Poor guy. I thought he was doing better.

- But it seems he's feeling pretty bad.
- Mm. Well, bye.

Bye what? We gotta study together.

- Hurry up.
- Huh.

Do you have your books?

Of course not.
You brought Saran Wrap instead.

[pop song playing]

WEDNESDAY

All right...

Is anyone volunteering?

No one? Come on, now.

Giulio, go.

I'm freaking out.

Paccagnini. You need to go
to the bathroom? Fine.

No, uh... I'll... I'll come up.

To the blackboard? Are you volunteering?

- Yeah.
- Sure, great! Come here.

Go for it, Giulio!

But I... I'd like to get someone else also.

Let's see here...

Let me call... for example...

Maggi.

Yes, you!

[sighs]

Shall we try to improve
your low grades? Come.

All right, let's begin, guys.

Write this.

Open parentheses.



plus y plus 2y.

Close parentheses.

Plus, open parentheses...



Bravo, Giulio.

Pietro, are you copying from
your partner? Leave it, please.

Maggi, I can do
nothing but confirm your D.

You didn't even do everything.

Does this mean
I have to attend catch-up classes?

[sighs] Yes, but that's not
necessarily a bad thing, huh?

Go to your seat.

Hey, I'm sorry.

But for you, Paccagnini, bravo.

I may give you a B in the class.

You may give me?

- Ah...
- You're giving it to me or not?

Yes. Go.

[gentle music playing]

- Then write it. Write it.
- Okay, then!

- [laughs]
- B!

Thank you.

- You were great, Giulio.
- [chuckles]

"You were great."

I'd like to hear that from Pietro.

[school bell rings]

[Giulio] Pietro! Pietro!

- If you want, I can help you with math.
- No!

[Sara] Livia, why don't you
talk to us anymore?

- You went back to your old friends, huh?
- Just leave me alone.

You see Livia?

She finally managed to ditch those pricks.

[sighs] But why do you insist?
We're not friends anymore, Giulio.

But you've always liked me.

I must be able to trust my friends.

And I don't anymore. That clear?

You're always judging!
Who do you think you are?

Someone who won't be imposed on by anyone.

Not even his father.

Huh?

But...

What's wrong with him?

I know what to do, finally.

- No!
- Why not?

It's already been decided.
I already logged in the website.

As soon as I'm done here,
I'll finish the application.

You don't decide this. I do!

- I got a B in math today.
- Good!

It's important to be good
at accounting to run a restaurant.

- What are you saying, Dad?
- [Dad] Morning, ma'am!

- Can I still get a pound of anchovies?
- Yes, I put them in the icebox.

- I'll bring 'em right back.
- Thanks.

Look, I'm done with this.
No more impositions for me.

[tablet chimes]

MINISTRY OF EDUCATION
USER DATA

NEW PASSWORD
CHANGE PASSWORD

PASSWORD UPDATED

THURSDAY

Excuse me. Move on down a bit, please?

But why? It's the best spot.

That's the point. I was here first.

I get it. Okay, I'm leaving.
Have a good one.

Oh! You're kidding!

- You're Pow3r!
- Yeah!

Please stay. Stay, really.

This is the best spot. If you
just look at the fish they bite like that.

Do you know that I've always been
your fan? Possibly the biggest.

- You're my idol.
- Mm. Cool.

Well... But, why are you here?

Ahhh... Vacation. I came looking
for some silence and some peace.

Ah. Sure. You can totally stay here.

I'll move there, but, um,
I won't bother you, though.

I'll be quiet. Here. I'll be super silent.

From, uh...

now.

[upbeat, quirky music playing]

You need bait?

Ah...

[Giulio] No! I'm fishing next to
the coolest gamer in the world.

Maybe this was a sign from destiny.

I'm gonna ask him...

No! Mute!

[Pow3r] Hey, do you want half my fish?

No, thank you.

I have...

My family owns a fish shop.

- And soon a restaurant.
- Brilliant.

Yeah, brilliant. But...

I wanna make video games.

You do?

- Want to see one?
- Yeah, let me see what you have.

All right...

This game is the latest adventure
I designed...

Okay.

Basically, I created
the sprites in pixel art...

- Mm-hmm.
- ...uh, of all the guys in my class.

Okay.
And what's the objective of the game?

You escape from school without
getting caught by the principal.

- [Pow3r] You've created a nemesis too?
- [Giulio] Obviously!

- That was me!
- [Pow3r] Okay...

All right... I'm in the first level.

You move around the desks...
It's basically a puzzle game.

[Giulio] Right.

There is a specific sequence that
allows you to get out of the class.

- [game beeping]
- [Pow3r] Right... This way...

This goes here...

Done. And now?

- Now there's the second level.
- Hmm.

- You still have to get out of school.
- Mm-hmm.

But now you can open the doors,
windows, and even go into the ducts.

Not gonna capture me, Principal!

- [chuckles]
- Ooh...

And I'm... I'm finished.

Brilliant.

But... it's a bit too short.

You should think of something
to make it longer,

and improve the character's movement.

- And the gameplay as well, hmm?
- Sure. Yes

- I'm doin' it.
- My man. See you later.

Thank you. See you!

Improving the gameplay. Of course.

It would be freakin' cool
to play all together.

[sighs]

Pac! You're a genius!

[upbeat pop song playing]

FRIDAY

CLASS 3D CHAT

GIULIO: CLICK ON THIS LINK
WWW.WE.3DGAME.IT

HAVE FUN!

This is Giulio.

That's Isa, she looks identical.

- Oh wow!
- True!

It's just like us.

- [Daniele] Mirko's headphones.
- [Monica] Mm-hmm.

Giulio, man... where'd you download it from?

From here.

I did it all by myself.

I think it's brilliant
that we're the people

that have to escape from the school.

Sorry, Giulio, but am I this icon?

Yes, you are.

- [all laugh]
- Amazing.

Such a cool idea,
that we can all play this game together.

Did you open... the game that I made?

- No.
- That's a mistake.

- You messed up bad.
- [emotional music playing]

Because the game was created
to play with you.

It can only be played in a group,

only multiplayer.

Solo, you can't go anywhere.

We have to stick together.

Like we did... before our fight.

And what did we fight about?

It was a beautiful idea,

but impossible.

The point is,

we aren't the same as each other.

We're all different.

Uh... this game isn't just that.

It's the spirit of the 3D.

[teacher] Good morning, everybody.

- [students] Good morning.
- [teacher] Good morning.

[Pietro] Giulio, wait.

Wanna play the game?

About time!

Yeah.

[upbeat pop music playing]

Next year... if we played
together during the breaks,

could feel like
we're in the same school.

Well... don't twist
the knife in the wound, man.

Um... what was it you said?

"True friends stay friends even if
they're not in the same school, huh?"

You finally got it. [chuckles]

- Okay, I'm starting.
- [Giulio] Let's go.

- [Pietro] A character for everyone!
- [Giulio] Of course!

[Pietro] You even made
Livia with blue hair!

I'll play as me. Pietro.

- You ready?
- Let's go.

- What should I do?
- [Giulio] Run. Follow me.

Oh. There's the principal!

- Come on, you have to run!
- Let's go!

Run, or he'll get you! Go, go, here, fast!

[phone vibrates]

INCOMING CALL
DAD

- Dad?
- [yells] Giulio! My password won't work.

- I can't log in to the hospitality school.
- How come?

- Have you changed it? You're a fool!
- Uh, no...

- Come right away. We have to fix it!
- No... I'll be there.

I'm... I'm leaving now. Okay.

- What did you do?
- Well, uh...

He tried to enrol me
in the hospitality school, but

he can't use his password.

- Yeah?
- Because... well, I managed to change it.

- No!
- [laughing]

So, without a password,
he can't do anything.

You're a great friend, man.

[upbeat pop music playing]

You gotta do what you gotta do.

All right, I gotta skip out.

Bye.

My friend Pac is the best!

I know!

[upbeat music playing]

If you do something like this again,
you better not come home, understood?

Well, but just give me an opportunity!

- Look at this game.
- Again? Stop it!

You don't even know what it is.
Look at it just once!

It... Look.

Here.

Here's where you escape
from the principal.

[game beeping]

- That's the principal?
- Yeah.

This is what I wanna do for a job, Dad.

[game music playing]

[beeping]

- [jubilant music playing]
- [snorts]

[chuckles]

[laughing]

Let's do it your way.

Let's do it your way.

[pop song in Italian playing]

- Okay, Dad.
- Go!

I did it!

Pietro!

Hey, Pietro!

I'm going to computer science high school!

Pietro!

[horn honks]

Pietro!

[Isabel] Hey.

[Pietro] Hi.

What the heck is goin' on?

[in Italian] ♪ They want to write ♪

♪ My life in gold ♪

♪ But I am fields of flowers
Earth, sky, and wheat ♪

♪ They want clouds above my pillow ♪

♪ But I am the May sun
When outside the rain is pouring ♪

♪ If I listen to you, I hear the wind ♪

♪ That carries me far away ♪

♪ I soar above my biplane ♪

♪ Biplane, biplane, biplane ♪

♪ If I touch you, I feel the wind ♪

♪ And I become a hurricane ♪

♪ But who knows where we'll end up? ♪

♪ I want carte blanche
On the life that's waiting for me ♪

♪ I want to plow through the streets
On my bicycle ♪

♪ I want carte blanche
On the life that's waiting for me ♪

♪ I want to be the street
Not the bicycle ♪

♪ If this is what life is ♪

♪ I want it to be imperfect ♪

♪ And I want it to be blank ♪

♪ Blank like paper ♪

[music fades]