Under the Stars (2025)

[bunniefuu]

[gentle serene music]

[birds chirping]

[gentle serene music]

[birds chirping]

[gentle serene music]

I don't how long I spent there,

emotionless, observing

the darkness above me.

[gentle serene music]

Was she looking up at

the same starless sky?

I had to know, I had to find her

to tell her everything

that I know now,

that I know to be true.

I had to see her again

and tell her

-[phone ringing]

-that I loved her.

Except when you were constantly

interrupted by her.

-Auntie Audrey.

-Have you forgotten all about me?

[Ian] What do you mean?

Well, I haven't heard

from you since Tuesday.

Oh, it's Thursday.

Oh, my mistake. Sorry to bother.

I guess I'll wait to hear

from you at my funeral then.

Well, I'm sorry

I didn't call you yesterday.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Blah, blah.

Listen you, me, dinner tonight.

We have things to discuss.

-What things?

-Ah, leave your reader in suspense

and they'll always return.

-What exactly?

-I'm leaving you in a suspense

so you don't flake out on me.

7:00 PM, okay?

-Love you.

-Love you.

[notification chimes]

Oh, sh*t.

Ah.

[bright lively music]

Uh, there you go.

[birds chirping]

[bright lively music]

Lunch ended ten minutes ago.

Yes, I know, I know. I was

writing, you know how I get.

You do know there's a coffee

shop just around the block.

Don't all writers

love coffee shops?

So what if I'm always

a little late.

[Ms. Johnson] Freeman,

in my office now.

[footsteps tapping]

-[Ian knocks]

-Afternoon.

What is this?

I believe that's the magazine

I work for.

And what does this magazine

you work for print?

Uhm...

Travel and leisure articles.

No kidding. Here I thought

we publish romantic prose.

"As the sun sets over

the towering skyscrapers,

one watches from their balcony

as the sky's orange hues turn

to red,

red turns to purple,

purple turns to black,

"and stars light up the void."

-Yada, yada, yada.

-I thought that was pretty good.

This is a feature on an affordable

luxury hotel, not The Notebook.

All of that, and you couldn't

even mention they had pool.

Sorry, but I was just trying...

This just isn't the sort of

thing our readers expect.

I understand Ms. Johnson, but I was trying

to grab the attention of the readers.

I get it. You're a writer.

And like any other writer, you want

to get paid for doing what you love.

But it doesn't always

work out like that.

Okay.

-Hey, Ian.

-Yes.

Get me that feature on the place

in the Italian countryside

on my desk by the end of

tomorrow,

and then you can

enjoy your holidays.

You will have earned it.

Yes, ma'am.

[somber music]

-Sorry I'm late.

-You're late.

[Ian] Yes. I know,

I know, I know.

[chair scrapes]

[Andrew tapping]

-Well, what do you think?

-It's good. It's really good.

-Dare I even say it's great.

-So you like it?

No, I don't like it.

I loved it.

This, "Wanderlust," this is,

it's as good as your first book,

maybe even better.

-Any notes?

-Yeah. I have one note.

-Where's the rest of it?

-I'm working on it constantly.

Don't make me wait another year

while you waste your

talents on travel guides.

I'm using the vacation time,

go to work

and I'll get it done

in the next two weeks.

Okay, good. 'Cause the second

you get it done,

I'll get it to the publishers and

they will throw money at you.

The advance that you got,

that was good, right?

When you see the deal that I

negotiated for you on this book

is going to make you

a very rich man.

Hello, Pauline.

By the way, you didn't have to.

Thank you.

That's good.

As your agent, I want to seal

this pact with a toast.

Andrew, the glass. It's, uhm...

It's half empty.

You finish the manuscript,

it'll be full.

And we both know what happens to

you when you've had one too many.

To finishing.

To finishing.

[horn blares]

Hey.

[footsteps tapping]

I'm just going to sh**t

off a couple more emails

-and then I can.

-Okay.

[paper rustling]

-What's wrong?

-Nothing.

Andrew loved my manuscript.

[Kate] Hmm?

That what was finished a bit.

Okay. Well, isn't that,

that's great, Ian.

Hmm.

Oh my God. Look, it's,

it's obvious these last

few years have been,

they've been a nightmare.

I mean, you're working

part-time for a pittance.

You're up all night writing,

which means I'm up all night.

Now you've got something

you can sell.

But it's not done yet.

-[notification chimes]

-Oh.

Hopefully,

I can use the time that...

I've got off work to finish it.

Okay. So, what I'm

hearing is that you and I

are going to spend absolutely no

time together the next two weeks.

But it won't take that long.

I just...

I need a couple of days a week,

and then the second week

that we can hang out.

[Kate exhales sharply]

[Kate] Ian, you promised me

you're going to get this

manuscript done a year ago.

-It, it...

-And the year before that.

I think you need to just start

making money with another book.

Or go full-time at the magazine

or just get another job.

You don't have to be

a writer, Ian.

[script thuds]

Okay.

That was...

I'm sorry.

-It's okay. Look...

-[Kate] I'm sorry.

I know you're frustrated.

I'm, I'm sorry, okay?

Just don't be a perfectionist

about it, okay?

If he says it's good

enough, it is good enough.

He is an agent, this is what

he does, he knows these things.

And you trust him, don't you?

Yeah.

Okay.

Come here.

[phone ringing]

[Kate breathes deeply]

[phone ringing]

-Hello.

-[Audrey] Hello.

-Auntie Aud.

-[Audrey] Ian.

Yes. Yes, yes. I'll be there.

-[Audrey] You are late.

-It's 6:30.

[Audrey] Exactly.

You're going to be late.

-Yeah. Okay.

-[Audrey] Love you.

Okay. I love you.

That was Auntie Aud.

-Yeah?

-She wants to have dinner.

You want to come?

I made plans tonight

with some friends.

-You did?

-Yes.

-Enjoy your night.

-Thank you.

[footsteps tapping]

Say hi for me.

-[doorknob clicks]

-[door closes]

[woman] So what are you

going to do after the wedding?

[man] Me? Nothing. The next

day I go home, get back to work.

[woman] Really?

You can't stay any longer.

[man] I'd like to, believe me.

It's paradise here. But I...

[woman] I understand.

[knock and door opens]

[man] I suppose you'll be on

the island for a while longer.

-Good evening.

-Come sit down.

Let me talk to yourself.

[man] Move here.

Are you serious?

[woman]

I need a fresh start. This is...

I told you you'd be late.

[man] You're throwing

your life away.

It's two minutes after seven.

Yes. Two minutes after

seven is not seven.

Sorry.

What are you watching?

Oh, don't even ask.

Some morons made

a mini-series out of

"Last Lovers in Paradise."

I mean, the actors are trying their best,

but I'm telling you it is mortifying,

I can barely watch it.

How much do they pay you

for the rights?

Oh, not enough

now that I've seen it.

[woman] It's risk worth taking...

-You hungry?

-Mm-hmm.

[doorknob clicks]

Hi, Audrey.

Looking radiant today.

Ah, thank you for noticing.

You look exactly the same.

What? It's true.

You know the guy was just

paying you a compliment, right?

Oh, please.

I can see right through him.

One minute, he's telling

me how beautiful I am.

The next, he is asking

me over to his apartment.

Who knows where that will end.

Don't give me that look.

Thank you so much.

Pleasure. Have a lovely dinner.

Oh, God. Now listen, if she

does love you, it shouldn't matter,

how much money you have

in the bank,

it shouldn't matter how many books

you've written because seriously,

whatever happened

to for richer, for poorer?

Yeah. This is not

necessarily about the money.

This is the fact that

I can't finish my book.

-Oh, God. Writer's block.

-Yeah, sort of.

All right. Well, listen, I've

got at least 150 cures for that.

So, tell me your symptoms.

I gave my manuscript

to Andrew, and, I mean...

-Why are you reacting like that?

-Come on, Ian.

Andrew is your agent.

He's not gonna...

He wants to sell your book,

that's all he's interested in.

He doesn't care

if it's any good.

Anyway, you know

you're a good writer.

You don't need

to concern yourself

with what anybody else thinks.

And how's everything going

with Kate? My favorite person.

Why are you asking that now?

Well, generally, if the

love life of a character

is not quite forthcoming,

then you can pretty much bet

that the love life of the

author might be flat lining.

-Right.

-Big whoop.

I mean it happens to everyone.

Why do you think people

have affairs,

get divorced, commit m*rder?

I mean, all three.

Auntie Aud, you can't,

you can't say that.

Yes, I can. It did happen.

I saw it on "Dateline."

Anyway, come on. Tell me,

how's it going? 'Cause I literally

wrote the book on this stuff,

several of them.

Yeah, I mean, it's not like how we

first used to be when we first met.

Look, the point is, this is

nothing you can't overcome

if your love is beyond

that initial infatuation,

that honeymoon phase.

Hmm.

-And you do love her, right?

-No, of course.

Are you sure about that?

-Yes. I do love her.

-Damn!

I mean, okay, I'm happy for you.

But I mean, that just means

you have to fight for it,

work for it.

Get that spark back,

reignite it.

If you want to finish

"Wanderlust" in the next,

say two weeks,

then just open up.

Allow yourself to fall

in love again with Kate.

-Yeah, you're right.

-[Audrey] I know. I'm right.

Love is a mystery,

it's different for everyone.

I mean, she's my muse.

And if I want to be the writer

I used to be...

Yeah, I think I need

to start living again.

[Audrey] Mm-hmm.

[woman] Oh, wow. Look.

[Ian] Wow. This guy's proposing.

[all clapping]

[groans]

Such idiots.

Why is it everyone clapping?

There's nothing to celebrate.

Foolish decisions.

It's very beautiful.

-[Audrey] You think?

-Hmm.

Never again. It'll last, I don't

know, give them four years, maybe.

[somber music]

[keys jingling]

[doorknob clicks]

[Audrey] Get home.

-Auntie Aud.

-Yeah?

Can I get the ring?

The ring?

I was thinking of proposing.

-Are you serious?

-Yeah.

[door thuds]

[playful music]

[Ian knocks]

Hello.

Auntie Aud?

[playful music]

[doorknob clicks]

[playful music]

I am certain.

[somber music]

Still can't believe you've

got assigned the Puglia feature.

What's the big deal?

The big deal is that I have

spent my whole life dreaming

about writing a feature

about those stone houses,

the olive groves, the bread.

Oh my God, the bread.

Oh.

-You okay?

-Yeah.

I think she and I

are craving that bread

a little too much right now.

Does someone want me

to get them both lunch?

Well, I mean,

if it's not too much trouble,

I could go for a sandwich

from this one bakery.

-Oh.

-But it's a few blocks away,

so if it's too far,

I completely understand...

It's fine, it's fine.

Just message me the address.

Thanks.

Can I get two chicken

and cheddar sandwiches, please?

-Sure.

-Thank you.

-Cash or card?

-I'll do cash.

[cutlery clatters]

Thank you.

[cutlery clatters]

[pensive music]

And here is your sandwich.

Sir?

[glass shatters]

[pensive music]

Sir?

[pensive music]

-Your change, sir.

-I don't need it.

Sir, your change.

[pensive music]

Yes. Oh, you have no idea how

much I've been craving this, Ian.

Oh, I've spent

so long wanting this.

[keyboard clacking]

Ian.

-Ian?

-Yeah.

Are you all right?

No, I'm fine. I just, uh...

[keyboard clacking]

Okay.

[serene music]

Benvenuti.

Welcome to La Masseria Sotto Le

Stelle,

a one of a kind getaway to

Italy.

We offer our guests an escape to

the picturesque countryside of Italy.

Leave your troubles behind as

you immerse yourself in nature

and our illustrious history.

Relax on our beautiful beaches,

and dine at our renown chef's

table.

Enjoy your warm sunny days

and serene starry nights.

Won't you come join us

under the stars?

[serene music fades out]

[Ian scoffs]

[doorknob clicks]

Ian. Ian, I, please.

Ian, where are you going?

Puglia.

Italy, really?

Well that's, that's crazy, okay?

So can you just,

can you please just calm down

because we have to talk

about things.

You are just really immature.

Jesus.

Excuse me?

You know you're constantly

working, that's the problem I have.

And when you're not working,

you're writing,

and when you're not writing,

then you're with your aunt.

And honestly, I can't freaking

stand it, okay? I hate it.

Have you not even noticed how

disconnected we've become?

You, of course, not.

No, you haven't.

I mean, what happened? What?

We used to have this

like passion, this sex,

this crazy amazing life,

we were chasing the high

of your book.

It was like, and now it's just,

everything is just,

can you please stop packing

everything? Would you...

Listen to me!

I want you to know you're

a fantastic writer.

Does everyone not tell you

that enough?

The problem is I'm tired of playing

one of these characters in your stories.

You know what the romance you

write about? It's a fantasy.

I'm real, okay?

That's it.

You have nothing to say?

Really,

you've got nothing to say?

Come on, Ian, say something.

[door closes]

-Ah, Ian.

-As promised.

Under the stars, you're

romantic summer at La Masseria.

I like it. You got that done

much quicker than expected.

I was inspired.

-Enjoy your holidays.

-Thank you.

And Ian,

-you earned it.

-Yeah.

[airplane rumbling]

Inspiration,

my evasive companion.

Your paths are unpredictable,

I'll follow you anywhere

you take me.

[bright lively music]

[birds chirping]

[bright lively music]

[curtains rattling]

[bright lively music]

[birds chirping]

[bright lively music]

[Arianna] Ciao, grazie.

I hope that you've

enjoyed your stay with us.

Oh, yes.

We had a wonderful time.

We were so comfortable,

weren't we, darling?

Yes, yes, it was...

Oh, I'm sorry.

I have to take this.

I'll be back in a second.

Yeah. We, I mean,

I had a wonderful time here.

You are a terrific hostess.

Grazie. S, it's what

we do here at La Masseria.

I'm glad that you and your

wife enjoyed yourself.

Oh, we're not married yet.

Well, we'll see, you know?

Yeah. Yeah.

I travel a lot

in my line of work

and I could see myself

occasionally stopping by here

on my own.

You know what I mean?

Hmm. Is that what you see

yourself doing?

You want to know what I see?

An awkward flight back home.

-Hey.

-It was...

She said she'd be back

in less than a second.

You should have listen to her.

I cannot believe you. I am

going to call your mother.

[Arianna] Benus, vieni.

[woman] Are you kidding?

This happens all of the time.

[woman speaking in German]

[sanguine music]

[birds chirping]

[sanguine music]

[car engine rumbling]

[car door clicks]

[footsteps rustling]

[bell tolling]

Excuse me.

[in Italian] Tell me.

I'm looking for La Masseria.

[in Italian] Inside. Yes inside.

Get inside and you'll find it.

[in Italian] I need frise,

some Puccia and...

Do you still have spelt bread?

[clerk in Italian] Yes, let me get

it. It just came out from the oven.

[Ian] Hey, hey!

Hey!

Sorry.

[in Italian]

What are you doing?

I was just looking

for the price tags.

Ah, excuse me.

-Why are you following me?

-I'm not following you.

[speaking in Italian]

[in English] Get lost.

You, you, you are in the

commercial for La Masseria.

Yes, wh...

You're not, uh... You're our

guest for the next two weeks?

-Yes.

-Oh.

And I'm completely lost.

If there's any chance

I can follow you.

My car is just there I parked...

Yes, of course. Yes. Follow me.

Thank you.

[uplifting bright music]

[Arianna exhales sharply]

[car engine rumbling]

[uplifting bright music]

[car engine rumbling]

[uplifting bright music]

Pietro!

[uplifting bright music]

[door thuds]

Wow.

This is beautiful.

Pietro!

[Pietro in Italian] Coming!

[Pietro in Italian]

Welcome to La Masseria

-Ian.

-Ian.

-Ian.

-That's okay, Pietro.

Okay.

Pietro will help you settle in.

Pietro-

[speaking Italian]

[in English] Dinner,

tomorrow night, main house.

-Okay.

-Okay.

-Thank you.

-[Pietro] You're welcome.

-[doorknob clicks]

-[door squeaks open]

[door squeaks close]

[door squeaks]

[birds chirping]

[serene music]

[birds chirping]

[serene music]

[rooster crowing]

[serene music]

[pulley squeaking]

[man in Italian] You haven't

noticed less water than usual?

[Pietro in Italian] No,

I haven't noticed anything.

[Roberto in Italian] Me neither.

[man in Italian]

It started last night.

[in Italian]

Last night, you say?

Pietro, when did you

say you felt the earthquake?

Yesterday morning.

[man] An earthquake?

But we haven't felt once since...

[Giacomo] Let's not sound the

alarm yet.

We'll see how things evolve.

-[man] Sure.

-[Pietro] Okay.

-[Roberto] You felt the Earthquake?

-[man] When?

[Pietro] At 4 AM.

[man] Was it strong?

I haven't felt it at all...

-[rooster crowing]

-[insects chirping]

[Arianna yelling] Roberto,

basta!

[Arianna in Italian]

I told you to stop!

[Arianna in Italian] You're

k*lling my vegetables this way.

[Arianna speaking in Italian]

Stop it!

[Roberto speaking in Italian]

I just...

[Arianna speaking in Italian]

What are you doing?

[in Italian] I said stop it.

You are k*lling my vegetables!

[Arianna speaking in

Italian] Stop it Roberto!

[Roberto in Italian]

Look, this is my side, okay?

[Arianna speaking in Italian]

And this is my side.

[Arianna in English] How many

times do I have to tell you, ah?

No, no, no, no.

[Arianna in Italian]

You're k*lling my vegetables.

[Roberto] Okay.

[Arianna in Italian]

Stop it! I said Stop it!

[Roberto in English]

Eh, go inside. Do your... Go!

[in Italian]

Pietro, turn on the water.

[Pietro in Italian]

Okay, right away.

[Roberto in Italian]

What are you doing?

Eh? What do you think you're

doing?

[Roberto in Italian]

How you dare!

[Roberto in English]

Stop!

[Roberto speaking in Italian]

Stop it!

[Roberto in Italian]

Stop that!

[Roberto in English] Giacomo!

Stop! Giacomo! Giacomo! Giacomo!

-[Giacomo laughing]

-[Roberto] Look.

[Roberto in Italian]

Damn!

What happened?

[in English] Your friend is spraying

his poison all over my vegetables.

I spraying the trees

on my property.

No, no, no, no.

[in Italian]

No, don't lie!

[Arianna in English] I told

you to stop and you didn't.

Because it's my property.

Did she ask you to stop?

-Yes.

-S.

And did you?

But that's not the point,

that is the point.

The respect, okay?

This is her vegetables, Roberto.

Sure. Go ahead, defend her.

Okay.

[Roberto in Italian] Damn. These

guys are always making trouble!

[Roberto in Italian]

Complaining every time.

[Giacomo in Italian]

Good morning.

[Giacomo in English]

You must be the new guest.

-Ian.

-Giacomo Glionna.

Hey, my apologize for the noise.

My daughter, Arianna, she's

very protective of our home.

-Arianna is your daughter?

-Yes. You met?

Oh, you can say that we bumped

into each other yesterday.

-Bumped?

-Hey, buongiorno, Ian.

Hey, Giacomo,

we're going to be late.

[in Italian] I'm so sorry...

[in English] I have some

things to attend to. Arianna?

[phone beeping]

[phone ringing]

Oh, come on, Ian.

Where are you?

[Kate] Hello?

Kate, it's Audrey.

Oh, well, you know, uhm...

Hello to you too.

Can I please speak to Ian?

I've been texting

and calling him all day today.

And nothing.

Well, that sounds like Ian,

you know?

He fled the country.

I don't know, Italy.

-What? Italy?

-Yes, Italy.

As in Rome, Italy?

Puglia, Italy, I think.

Why is he in Italy?

And you're not in Italy?

Ah, well, because we had a

fight.

Okay. What did you do?

Did you reject his proposal?

What proposal?

Did he not propose to you?

Oh, my God. Uh, no.

[stammering]

Was Ian thinking about

asking me to marry?

Well, he was, yes.

Now as far as I can tell,

he's fled the country

with a broken heart.

And he won't answer any of

my texts, thanks to you.

I mean, this is a classic

novel in and of itself.

-I'm sure he's fine.

-Yeah. Well, you better hope so.

[phone beeping]

Hi.

How you doing?

[Arianna] Benus? Benus?

-Oh.

-Hey.

[footsteps tapping]

-Look at you.

-Arianna, right?

-Right.

-[Ian] Yeah.

Ian, right?

-[Ian] Right.

-Right.

-That's a beautiful dog.

-Thank you.

Her name is Benus.

Ah.

So how are you enjoying

your stay with us?

Yes, it's wonderful, but,

I keep trying to reach home,

but, I...

I can't get a signal anywhere.

Oh. If you need to make a call,

there's better reception

near the main house,

-or you could use our phone.

-Thank you.

By the way,

when I woke up this morning,

I found it all

very entertaining.

I'd hate to get on your bad

side if you had a hose handy.

[Arianna laughs]

Right. Look at you,

you're so funny.

Another line like that,

and you just might be.

I'm, I'm sorry,

a line like what?

Nothing.

Just enjoy the house

and the landscape

and remember

the rest is out of reach.

All right. Okay. I'm so sorry.

[laughs]

-Just for clarification.

-Uh-huh.

You don't think that I'm

flirting with you, do you?

-No? [laughs]

-[Ian] Unless...

Well, I saw the way you were

checking me out at the bakery,

I'm not stupid.

Just for your information,

I actually just got out of

a relationship two days ago,

so I am not interested in

anyone.

Hmm. Hey, uhm, we hope you

enjoy your stay with us.

You're a lot more

charming in the commercials.

It's called advertising.

Benus?

[playful music]

Ah.

[speaking in Italian]

[melancholy music]

[laptop thuds]

[melancholy music]

[footsteps rustling]

[birds chirping]

[wistful music]

[birds chirping]

[serene music]

[somber music]

[keyboard clacking]

[somber music]

[drawer scraps]

[somber music]

[drawer scraps]

[somber music]

[phone vibrates]

[somber music]

[phone vibrates]

[somber music]

Oh, my God.

[Arianna in English] Papa, we

should never have started offering,

il tavolo dello chef.

It was a bad idea.

[Giacomo] It was your idea.

You said you wanted a chance

to get to know our guests

and meet interesting people.

Offer real juice

from your garden.

And here's the focaccia.

Grazie, Marta.

I know what I said, okay?

I'm just saying I was wrong

because this is a lot of work

and we never get to meet

any interesting people.

What about this,

this Ian fellow?

He seems,

seems interesting to me.

In a manner of speaking.

[Ian] Good evening.

Ah. Welcome to our tavolo.

-Thank you, sir.

-Call me Giacomo.

Good evening.

Would you like to try

my liquore di alloro?

Sure.

I make it myself.

Smell.

Here you go.

[Arianna] Grazie.

-Salute.

-[Ian] Salute.

[insects chirping]

[coughs]

It's okay.

Piano, piano.

That's strong.

So, did you reach your aunt?

No, she didn't pick up.

I left her a voice message,

but I'll try her again after dinner.

Tell us what brings you

to La Masseria.

Uh, I'm writing a book.

Hmm.

A writer?

Actually, it's my second book.

Ah, due book. Writer, writer.

That's why I came here.

I wanted to find

some inspiration

so I could hopefully finish it.

That and also I kind of wanted

to spend some time alone.

[speaking in Italian]

What... I missed that, sorry.

English, please.

Oh. I was just saying

that you also came here

to forget about your girlfriend.

Yeah.

I don't really want to

talk about that. [laughs]

Well, then we don't talk

about the girlfriend, we drink.

-Right?

-Mm-hmm.

[glass taps]

[Ian coughs]

[Giacomo] Piano, piano, piano.

[speaking in Italian]

[Ian stammering]

What did she say?

[Giacomo] English, eh?

You don't seem to handle

alcohol very well, do you?

Well, alcoholic writer

is a clich.

Hmm.

[speaking in Italian]

Giacomo, you have a,

you have a beautiful home.

-Oh, grazie.

-[Ian] Yes.

This home has been in our

family for over 300 years.

-300 years?

-[Giacomo] 300 years.

Wow. If these walls could talk.

[laughs]

They'd have quite a few stories

to tell.

Oh, yes, quite a few.

I give you a...

A grand tour tomorrow.

Yeah. I would love that.

Shouldn't you be

focusing on your writing

if that's why you came here?

Well, for your information,

creativity comes to you

in different ways, in different

forms, at different times.

Sounds more like

procrastination.

Yeah. Well, inspiration, procrastination.

I mean, what are you a poet?

Rhyming now?

Ah, Enzo.

Arianna.

[in Italian]

I just returned from Rome.

[in Italian]

What are you doing here?

[in Italian]

I have to talk to you.

Enzo, come sit down.

[in English] No, thank you

very much, signore Giacomo.

I need to talk to Arianna

in private.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

[Arianna speaking in Italian]

-Who is he?

-He is Enzo.

He and Arianna were friends

from very young.

He teaches La Sapienza in Roma.

[playful music]

[glass clinks]

Hey, piano, piano.

It is very strong.

It's meant to be savored.

You okay?

I think I'm, I think I'm going

to excuse myself.

Wait, wait, whoa, whoa, wait,

wait. Don't, don't get up.

Hey, look at me. Stay, okay?

One moment, one moment.

-I'm good.

-Pietro!

-Pietro.

-I'm good.

-[speaking in Italian]

-[Ian] Giacomo.

[Giacomo in English]

No, no, no. It's okay. Wait.

-I'm good.

-Pietro.

-[Pietro speaking Italian]

-[Giacomo in Italian] He's drunk.

It's all right. I'm good my

friend.

[Pietro in English]

It's okay. Yeah, you're good.

You're good to go.

You're good to go.

[Pietro in Italian]

-Oh!

-Oh!

-Okay, okay.

-This-

It's good.

-It's all good, right?

-I'm good.

[Pietro] Yeah, you're good.

You're very good.

[car engine rumbling]

[Audrey] Grazie.

[Audrey exhales sharply]

[car door thuds]

[playful music]

-[luggage thuds]

-[Audrey] Uhm...

Would you mind waiting?

-[Audrey in Italian] Due minuti.

-No problem.

I just, uhm...

To try and find someone.

Uhm, hello?

-Buongiorno.

-Excuse me. Hi. Buongiorno.

Uhm, my name's Audrey Price.

I'm actually looking

for my nephew, Ian.

-Oh.

-I'm really hoping he's staying here.

-You're his aunt?

-Yes.

Yes. Giacomo Glionna.

Thank God. Hello.

Very nice to meet you, Audrey.

-Grazie.

-Yeah.

Yes, he is in the guest house.

-Just over there?

-Yes.

No, but he's, uh... Asleep,

hung over.

-Oh.

-Yes.

It's too much

to drink last night.

-How much is too much exactly?

-Too much.

[Audrey groans]

Oh, dear.

May I get you something to

drink?

No, I'm... I'm honestly, I'm

fine.

- Let me show you-

- I just need to.

[rooster crowing]

[playful music]

[rooster crowing]

[playful music]

Okay...

[Audrey laughs]

Ian. Is he all right?

Ian? Hello? Buongiorno.

Time to get up now.

Give me your hand. There we go.

-You ready?

-Yeah.

One, two, three, up.

Yeah. I'm, I'm well.

[both grunting]

-Here we go.

-Hello.

Wow. This is just amazing,

isn't it?

Watch your step there.

Watch it there.

Why didn't you call me?

This is mortif... I'm so,

I'm so embarrassed, Giacomo.

He's not like this at all.

I'm, I'm just, I'm mortified.

Not funny. Do you know how

worried I was about you?

[Ian] Yeah, I'm sorry.

-Oh, over. Espresso.

-[Ian] Ah, thank you.

How could you leave without telling

me about what happened with Kate?

I mean, are you all right?

Mmm, I don't know.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Uh, no, no, no, no, no, excuse

me. Do you mind? No. No fumare.

Tell him I have an allergy and

I won't be able to breathe.

Allergic?

I breathe it in, you k*ll me,

as well as yourself.

-It keeps me alive.

-Ah.

It keeps me sneezing,

so please, can you just...

Scusi.

Ah, Marta.

-Grazie.

-Hello, Giacomo.

-This is for you.

-Ah.

This is an old family recipe.

Try it.

[Giacomo] Berry.

-It helps.

-Thank you.

-Thank you.

-[Giacomo] Grazie.

Since you didn't use it to propose,

where is your grandmother's ring?

Uhh...

[clears throat]

-I left it in the apartment.

-I'm going to k*ll you.

Sorry, sorry. Ah.

But seriously,

you have to get it back.

Yeah, yeah.

You know, there is an extra

bedroom in the guest house.

Why don't you stay with us?

Yeah, of course,

I'll stay with you.

I mean, since I'm here.

A vacation couldn't hurt, yeah?

Some of these olives here.

Hundreds of years old. Yeah.

My wife, Marianne, and I used

to do all the work around here.

She came on holiday

a lifetime ago.

Instead of going back home, she

decided to make a new life here.

She was English, you see,

my wife, Marianne.

-Really? Right.

-English. Yes.

And Arianna is very busy

with the guests that come,

her garden, the children.

This is the, uh, the oil mill

to press the olives.

-[Audrey] Mmm.

-[Giacomo] Yes.

[Audrey] Oh, wow.

Oh, it's beautiful.

[Giacomo speaking Italian]

-Really beautiful.

-Put the olives here.

[Arianna in Italian] Dad! Dad...

Arianna, this is signora Price.

She is Ian's aunt.

This is my daughter, Arianna.

Oh, hi.

Signora Price.

-Very nice to meet you.

-Nice to meet you.

I actually think I'll go and

settle in if that's okay. And-

-[Giacomo] S.

-Thank you so much for the lovely tours.

And I will see you guys.

[speaking in Italian]

Okay, I'm going to see Pietro

because that man is never around

when, when I need him, eh?

So you guys talk about olives.

- Thank you

- Pietro!

For the tour.

-She's your aunt.

-Yeah.

I like her.

Paolo, Paolo.

[Paolo in Italian] Where's

Arianna?

-[Giacomo in Italian] What?

-[Paolo] She told me she needed help

-with the kids.

-[Giacomo] I know, I know.

But there was a change.

You'll work next week okay?

[speaking in Italian] Go, go.

So what is that I heard

about you getting so drunk

you wander into the chicken

coop?

-You heard about that?

-Is that true?

Unfortunately, yes.

[Arianna laughs]

I woke up in the middle

of the night and I, uhm...

Yeah, I was looking for the

kitchen for a glass of water.

And, uh...

Yeah, I... I don't really

remember the rest, to be honest.

And you?

What's the story with Enzo?

-That's private.

-Yeah. I'm sorry.

I don't mean to pry.

[phone vibrates]

Uh, I've got to take this.

-S.

-Yeah, sorry.

-Good luck.

-Hello.

[footsteps]

[door closes]

-Andrew, can you hear me?

-Ian.

-[distorted audio]

-Are you there?

Andrew, I've got no signal

where I am.

-Okay, there you...

-[crackling audio]

-Are you in a tunnel?

-Hello?

I can't hear you.

Hopefully you can hear me.

I am on a flight to Berlin

to meet with a client. And...

-[Attendant] Excuse me.

-Yes, I know, I'm aware.

And I just... I want to check what's

happening with the manuscript.

Can you hear me?

-[disconnection beeps]

-Ah.

I, I need a date.

-Ah, Arianna.

-[Arianna] Papa.

Paolo called. He says he

cannot make it this afternoon.

No, no, Papa. The children

arrive in three minutes.

-No, we have to call him.

-No, no.

Look maybe,

perhaps Ian can help you.

Papa, Ian is on vacation, no.

No, no, no, it's fine.

I mean, I don't have any experience,

but I'm more than happy to help.

-You are?

-Yeah.

-Of course, he is.

-And what about your book?

Oh, this is going to

take a few hours, it, uh...

Let the boy help if he wants.

-There's no harm in it.

-Okay.

I have to find Pietro.

He's driving me crazy.

I'll leave you to it.

Fine. You can help.

I mean, thank you for.

Of course.

You know, the local authorities

require at least two adults to be present

when supervising large

groups of children, so.

-No problem.

-You can handle that.

What supervising children? Or

pretending to be like an adult?

[Arianna laughs]

Yeah. And I promise not

to check you out.

Okay. Good.

[playful music]

[Arianna] Benus? Benus, vieni.

You're going to like them.

Oh, just, Enzo?

-Hey.

-[Arianna] Hey.

[Enzo and Arianna speaking in

Italian]

Ciao.

Ciao.

[sliding door rattles open]

[Arianna in Italian] Welcome

back!

[Arianna in Italian]

How are you doing?

[children and Arianna

speaking in Italian]

[playful music]

[children giggling]

[playful music]

-Are you okay?

-Will you pick me up?

Hey, if I help you, what will

you do when I'm not around?

Listen,

I got an idea, all right?

-Look there, you see the box?

-Yes.

Why don't we use that as a step.

Thank you.

[sanguine music]

-Thank you so much.

-[Ian] High five.

Oh.

[sanguine music]

[footsteps on tile]

[Giacomo knocks]

-Hello.

-Ah, scusi.

-[Audrey] It's fine.

-Everything okay?

Yeah, I mean, the water

pressure in the shower

is not ideal, but honestly

it's very, very lovely.

-Okay, good.

-Is there something else?

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

It's, it's about your nephew.

Oh, no. Is he falling asleep

in the chicken coop again?

No, no, no, no, no, no. It's

a...

How do you feel about

my Arianna?

Wait, are you...

Oh, you're not meddling

in your daughter's love life.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

He's just fresh from a breakup.

He's not ready. I need him to

find his way out of it on his own.

Yes, yes, yes. Yes, I understand.

But you see, my Arianna,

I need her to see that there's more

than one fish in the sea, you know?

Not just this Enzo fellow

who is always after Enzo.

[speaking gibberish]

I, I can understand that

concern of yours.

Yes. Maybe we can give

a tiny little push, you know?

You push and I push and uhh...

No?

-Good afternoon, signore Giacomo.

-Oh, scusi.

[door closes]

[Giacomo mumbling]

[Giacomo knocks]

Okay, we'll just see

what happens.

Fine.

Anything you need from Giacomo.

I'll be in the courtyard, smoking.

Ah. Well, enjoy that.

Sorry, scusi.

[playful music]

[door closes]

-[Arianna in Italian] Who's thirsty?

-[all in Italian] Me, me, me...

[Arianna in English]

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

[playful music]

Uhh...

-You got it? No?

-Okay.

[speaking in Italian]

[playful music]

[door rattles]

[playful music]

[faucet clacks]

[playful music]

[faucet clacks]

[playful music]

[birds chirping]

[Pietro] There's nothing good

about it.

[Giacomo] Basta, Pietro.

You didn't manage to figure out

what was wrong with the water?

We went to see the mayor

earlier this morning,

they could not quite find a

solution. Please sit down.

This has never happened

to us before.

They think a minor shift in the

earth has covered the source.

A shift like, like an

earthquake.

Exactly, but they don't know where it

is, nor how long it will take to find it.

[in Italian]

Damn bureaucrats.

[Marta speaking in Italian]

[Marta in English] Always sticking

your nose into other people's business.

This is my business.

Yeah, but it's absurd that they would

leave a whole village without water.

Doesn't affect the whole

village, only us four vic.

And a neighboring farm.

The main water supply

is very old, broken.

And to bring people

here to, to, to fix it,

very expensive and a

bureaucratic nightmare.

No, no.

It's a complete disaster.

Or you could just go back

to city hall and ask again.

-City hall?

-[Ian] Yeah.

-I went there already.

-[Arianna] Well, I haven't.

They might not have listened to

you, but maybe they listen to me.

My gardens at stake here too.

Bye, Papa.

[playful music]

[door thuds]

[playful music]

CITY OF OTRANTO, CITY HALL

[clerk in Italian] These are

the forms you must fill out...

The authorization

request from the mayor.

[in Italian] Okay,

but how long it will take?

Not very long.

Less than a month.

Are you joking?

-No.

-Oh.

What's going on?

-[clerk in English] You understand?

-No. Sorry.

-What did he say?

-Forget it.

If it's not taxes,

the government can't be bothered

to do anything in a timely fashion.

Eh?

[in Italian]

It's okay, thank you.

-[clerk] Oh.

-[Ian] That's, that's it?

[Arianna] S.

[footsteps]

[clerk whistling]

[playful music]

[footsteps]

[playful music]

[door latch squeaks]

[playful music]

-Okay.

-How do you know what you're looking for?

I know, I know. I just...

It has to be one of these.

How do you know?

Well, something good had to come

from being engaged

to a geology professor.

-You are engaged?

-Yes. No.

Well, kind of,

but I still haven't,

can we just not talk about this

right now?

I think I found it.

Yes, I found it.

[in Italian]

Oh, who is here?

Okay, hurry up, hurry up.

[Arianna] Okay, but I need a

second one. I need a second one.

[paper rustling]

[in Italian]

Who's back there?

-[Ian] Arianna, come on.

-Just one second.

-You got it?

-Yeah.

Okay.

[Arianna laughing]

[playful music]

-Is that Enzo?

-Yes, I called him.

He knows how to read this map.

He's a geologist.

[Ian] Oh, all right.

Ciao.

Okay.

[sanguine music]

[in English] Over here.

[sanguine music]

The aquifer must be

in this cave.

I think I know this cave.

Shepherds told me about

it when I was little.

-[Enzo] Moisture.

-[Arianna] That's good, right?

-Yeah, I think so.

-[Arianna] Let me try.

These rocks must have collapsed

and blocked off the source of the well,

the water can't get through.

Maybe, maybe you should

move the rock.

[Enzo] Oh.

[Arianna] Yes, maybe.

Okay, yeah, maybe.

Yep.

-Need me to help?

-[Arianna] Help him.

-Help him? Oh, okay.

-Yes.

[sanguine music]

[Audrey] Do you think they'll

be able to fix the water?

I hope so.

[wind rustling]

Don't you think that they are,

that they are starting

to like each other?

You can't rush these things.

What's on your head?

-Oh, my God.

-[Giacomo snorts]

[Audrey screams] -Oh,

sorry. It's a reaction I have.

There's an insect on your head,

can I get it?

Oh, you want to try?

No. I told you I'm not interested

in giving anyone a push.

No, no, no, no, no.

The tiramisu.

Oh, God. No. I don't...

I don't do dessert.

-You don't do dessert?

-No.

I pride myself on

the ability to resist sugar.

No, no. One bite won't k*ll you.

Seriously, I won't.

I just don't eat it.

This is special.

[wind rustling]

Fine.

[birds chirping]

[wind rustling]

It's amazing. Who made that?

Did Marta make that?

-I did.

-[Audrey] You did not.

-Yes.

-[Audrey] You made it?

-Yes.

-[Audrey] You can make that.

No.

[both laughing]

[sanguine music]

[scraping of rocks]

[Ian grunting]

[sanguine music]

[whooshing sound grows louder]

-[Ian] Whoa.

-[Enzo] Whoa!

[water spattering]

[Arianna laughs]

We did it. We found the source.

That sorts your water problem

out.

Thank you.

And thank you, Enzo.

Anything for you, Arianna.

-I think we could all use a shower.

-S.

Afterwards, let's go into town

and celebrate. Drinks are on me.

Okay. That's a good idea.

Are you coming with us?

No, no, no. I'm...

I'm going to go home and write.

-You sure?

-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

-Good luck. Ciao.

-Ciao.

Bye.

[water spattering]

[keyboard clacking]

[knocks]

Hi. How's it going?

Well, to be honest, I'm...

I'm struggling a little bit.

How, how was it in town?

It was fun.

Enzo and I talked and...

Well, he had to go back to Rome.

Look, I, I owe you one.

There's a small trattoria in town with

the best burrata in the whole region.

Would you like to come

meet with me?

-I can't. I, I've got to work.

-Yes, you can.

Besides, I told you about

my relationship troubles

and now you have to tell me about

whoever it is that broke your heart.

-Okay.

-At the square, at seven.

I'll see you then.

[footsteps]

[Ian scoffs]

[sanguine music]

[sanguine music]

[Arianna laughs]

Okay, uhm...

[in Italian]

A burrata and the same for him.

[in Italian] Perfect, and any

drinks?

Primitivo.

No, I don't want to end up

in that chicken coop again.

[in English] Oh, good point.

Yeah.

[in Italian] A Primitivo, please.

[waiter in English] Coming

right up.

[in Italian] Thank you, Nando.

[in English] We'll see,

maybe you just drink a little bit.

-No.

-Okay.

-What's so funny?

-Kate used to order for me.

Yeah, I could never decide

what I wanted.

-Who's Kate?

-She was my girlfriend.

I actually thought

she was the one.

-Well, there's your problem.

-What's that?

There's no such thing

as the one.

You don't believe

in one person forever?

I didn't say that.

I just think that love is

when people find they

have such a connection,

they make the conscious choice

to overlook each other's

faults and be better for that.

Not that people are made to

be perfectly fitting puzzle pieces.

-Does it make sense?

-Yeah, I agree with you,

but I also think that when you

find a relationship that works,

that maybe, maybe it's for a

lifetime

And what happened

with your relationship then?

A lot happened.

Partially my fault.

-You cheat on her?

-No, no. I, I didn't.

[Nando in English] Sorry.

You're an intriguing man,

Giacomo.

-And you're a lovely woman.

-Oh, please, no, love.

Might need a good move.

I'm on holiday in Italy,

not terribly lovely back home,

especially with men.

And why is that?

[glass clinks]

Okay, uhm...

My husband swept me off

my feet when we first met.

Not only did I feel like a

character in one of my books,

but I actually felt like a

model on one of the covers.

You know me and my quick-witted,

charming lover.

And of course, many affection did

they settle down with their true love.

And he ended up running off

with a woman half my age.

Yeah, it did, it hit me hard.

I tried dating after that,

but I didn't want to get hurt

again, now that I knew better.

And I still don't, 'cause the

older I get, the more I know better.

No, it sounds like you, uhm,

sympathize with your nephew's

dilemma.

Yes.

Except there's only room for

one writer in this family

without a chance of fully

recovering from a broken heart.

And that's lucky old me.

There's still chance for you.

Yeah.

And you? How come it

was a maybe with Enzo?

I've never actually heard

of a maybe proposal.

Stop it.

Okay.

He went to Rome because he got

a job teaching at the Sapienza,

which he lied to me about

taking.

I... I told him I couldn't go

with him if he, if he did and...

You know, he tried to have it

both ways.

He doesn't really listen to me

when I talk

because I really can't

imagine myself living in Rome,

and I know he can't imagine

himself living here.

He wants to follow his dream.

And, and look, I'm, I'm proud

of him.

Rome is also a beautiful city.

Yeah, but it's still a city with a

lot of noise and people, and...

I don't know, I just love it

here.

Do you relate to what

Arianna's going through?

You ever been torn

between what could be

and what you were stuck with?

I was very young,

but my Marianne, she, uh,

she swept me off my feet.

And no matter what obstacles,

in our way, we made it work,

because of her.

She was, eh...

Beautiful, powerful, you know?

I keep all of this alive for her.

For her, for Arianna, for my family.

[gentle serene music]

For our, for our dream.

I don't want to leave my

father alone. It's a lot of work.

And, and, you know, he

can get lonely sometimes.

He needs me.

You know, that if we

hadn't fixed the water,

it would've been the end of La

Masseria.

Yeah. You really love

it here, don't you?

Yes, I do. It's the only thing

I have left of my mother.

And your aunt, she's a famous

writer,

even I've heard of her.

Yes, yes. Yes, she is.

Do you think she set up too high

a standard for you to live up to?

No. No, no, no.

She's never put any

pressure on me whatsoever.

Okay. And your parents?

My parents, they, they

died when I was younger.

-[Arianna] I'm sorry.

-No.

Look at me bringing a great mood

to this perfect dinner, I'm sorry.

And so after Marianne,

did you ever think about

looking for love again?

No, no, no.

We had our love, we had our

time together, so beautiful.

And I still have, uh...

I'm still filled with so much that

I love that came from that time.

So, no, not really.

Yeah.

Well,

to having loved.

And to a more.

[glass clinks]

[Arianna] So all this time

and I still don't know

something very important.

Yeah, what's that?

Aren't you going to tell me

what you're writing about?

Still a work in progress.

Okay, but just give me a

sense of it. What's the title?

It's called "Wanderlust."

-Okay.

-Mm-hmm.

[Arianna laughing]

And what's it about?

Uh, it is about a nomad

writer who travels overseas,

who's a little lost trying

to find inspiration.

And on his travels-

You're a romance writer, right?

-Yeah.

-Where's the love story?

-Oh, I was getting to that.

-Okay, okay. I'll let you.

He does meet a beautiful

woman and they fall in love.

Yeah.

-Okay.

-And-

And you have no idea what

you're writing about, right?

-No, I do.

-Do you know the end or...?

I'm still trying to figure out

the end.

-Okay.

-Yeah.

The end is that he realizes

home is home.

And that home is wherever she

is,

and that she is his home.

[thunder rumbling]

-Did you see that?

-Mm-hmm.

-I think it was lighting.

-Yeah.

-Okay, we're gonna get soaked.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

-Okay.

-[Arianna] Oh!

-[Ian] Whoa.

[rain pattering]

-[Ian] Ooh.

-[Arianna giggling]

Aye-yi!

[both laughing]

[rain pattering]

I had fun tonight.

Me too.

Good night.

-Arianna?

-Yes.

I need someone's opinion

because I made a lot of

changes to my manuscript

and I think I finally

came up with the ending.

So I would love your help.

My... I'm not a literary critic.

I don't need one of those.

I just want your, uhm...

I just want your truthful,

honest opinion.

On one condition.

What's that?

That you help me on the farm.

My father said that Paolo called

and he's not going to be

available to help me this week.

Okay.

Good night.

[sanguine music]

...has faded, but the

tapestry that was formed

was unchanging, cosmic,

external as well as their love

as it would be,

forever.

That was incredibile.

-Yeah?

-Yes.

And it will go from incredible

to perfect

once you've made my changes.

Hmm.

-Thank you.

-Mm-hmm.

[Ian] Hmm

[sanguine music ends]

[insects chirping]

[keyboard clacking]

End?

Not yet.

-No?

-Soon, I promise

-Ciao.

-[Audrey] Ciao.

I'll leave you.

[Ian] Hello auntie Aud.

-Hello.

-[Ian] How you doing?

You know.

Somebody's been busy.

Yeah. Probably,

I've nearly finished the book.

Ah, you're so funny.

I'm not talking about the book.

Right.

I would gently caution you to

not rush things with her, Ian.

-No, I'm... I'm not rushing anything.

-It's wonderful that you've found someone

who can be honest

with you about your writing.

'Cause you know, remember

Andrew?

I guess you're right.

But, it's different.

Mmm... Is it?

-Hey, ciao.

-Hi, ciao.

I think, Ian, there is

a telephone call for you.

It's your agent, Andrew?

Uh, yeah. Just tell

him I'll call him back.

[Pietro] Okay.

[in Italian]

He said he's busy.

Tell him he can leave a message.

Uh, Mr. Freeman is busy at the

moment.

Can I take a message?

No, I do not want to leave

another message.

I have left five.

Thank you very much.

I'm not against you and Audrey

spending so much time together, Papa.

I see the way you look at her.

Would you try to keep your eyes

from popping out of your head?

Well, I can't help it.

My eyes are Italian.

But, you don't have to

worry about Audrey and I.

We're just becoming very good

friends,

like you and Ian, for example.

Right, friends.

And how is Enzo, all right?

You speak with him?

Mmm. Uh, sort of.

Yeah, over the phone.

-What have you decided?

-Papa...

Does Ian know?

What? What does Ian

have to do with this?

-Arianna, listen...

-Papa, I'm not talking about this.

-Arianna. Arianna.

-[Arianna] No-

-[Giacomo] Arianna.

-I'm not talking. No.

-[Giacomo] Arianna, listen. I don't...

-No, tsk.

-I don't want you to make a mistake.

-I'm not making any mistake.

I need you to follow your heart.

Follow your heart,

that has always done right by

our family.

I know, Papa. I know.

I'm just trying my best to.

-[Giacomo] Yeah. Buonasera.

-Evening.

-[Arianna] Hi.

-[Ian clicks]

It's done?

-[Ian] Mm-hmm. It's done.

-No.

What's done?

-I finished my book, Giacomo.

-Oh, goodie.

-Congratulations.

-Thank you.

I'll have it read by tomorrow

morning, okay?

-[Giacomo] Hello?

-[Arianna laughing] Oh!

Good night, Papa.

-Mwah. Mwah.

-[Giacomo] I love you.

-Writer.

-Yes.

Come sit.

[playful music]

I see that you and Arianna,

getting along very well.

Yeah. She's, uhm...

-She's a very special woman.

-Yes, she is.

Yes, she is very special,

just like your Audrey.

Fascinating woman.

-You like her?

-Ah, yes. What's not a like?

-You should take her out.

-Take her out?

I would first have to

check with my cardiologo.

[both chuckling]

[insects chirping]

-[rapid knocking]

-[click]

-[rapid knocking]

-[Ian] Coming.

[doorknob clicks]

You ruined the ending.

Huh?

You finished it?

-Yes. How could you do that?

-What?

Not have them end up together?

I'm so confused, Ian.

This is so different

than what you read to me.

I tried to figure it out,

it just didn't work.

You expect me to care

about these characters

even in the slightest?

You dangle the idea that

they'll end up together

and then you don't follow

through on that.

And top it off with how there's

no such thing as soulmates?

That's your quote.

What I said applies to real

life.

My life.

You just can't do this, okay?

This is a story.

These characters deserve

so much better.

It is a story. It's a story

about real life love.

Yes, and people end up together

in real life.

But it's not the same when it's

in books and movies and songs.

Just promise me you'll change

it.

-It's my book.

-I know, but just...

Promise me

they'll end up together.

Or what?

[Ian chuckles]

[romantic music]

I'm sorry.

[romantic music]

[cutlery clatters]

[romantic music fades out]

Morning.

Good morning.

[Ian] Do you want to try?

Yeah.

You brought me breakfast?

This is so sweet.

Come here.

[car engine rumbles]

[rooster crowing]

[door squeaks]

[serene music]

You okay?

You're leaving soon.

Yeah.

I'll be back.

Enzo proposed again

with his grandmother's ring.

He said that if I said yes,

he would find a place

for us to live in Rome.

And he was serious.

[somber music]

What did you say?

I said, I would think about it.

-Do you love him?

-Yes, of course, I love him.

I don't know if I'm in love with

him. That's not important, right?

Because that type of passion,

that's not what makes

a relationship last, right?

-You know?

-Ian...

You didn't just help me with my

book.

You inspire me, you're my muse.

Uhm...

Your muse?

Yeah.

[somber music]

Uhm...

You said your, your...

Did that sound romantic to you

when you thought about it?

Because to me, now it sounds

like

you just used me to write your

book.

What are you talking about?

Yeah, and by the way,

what do you know about love?

-What?

-No, really.

What do you know about love?

Who are you to write about it?

Answer me.

Ah! You don't even know.

So you're... You're nobody to

tell me anything about love, okay?

I got to go.

Arianna, wait.

[door squeaks]

[stammering]

Arianna!

[car door thuds]

Oh.

-Hello.

-Benvenuta.

Can I help you with something?

[Kate] Well, yeah, kind of.

It's the...

What are you doing here?

I think I'll leave you to it.

You, you don't have to leave.

Just...

Oh-h*.

Well, you certainly moved on

quickly.

Look I have called you and

texted you a hundred times.

I can't deal with this right

now.

I need to stop, please.

I want you to hear me out.

I'm so sorry, from the bottom

of my heart.

I'm sorry I cheated on you.

I'm sorry for everything

I said against you.

Now I realize

that I was feeling stagnant.

That's not an excuse, God knows

it's not.

But I really think...

I really think we can fix it.

Fix things?

Yeah, for starters,

I ended it with Simon,

the guy I was seeing.

And secondly,

I know you were thinking of

proposing.

So I, well...

I found it in your little

hiding place in the dresser.

Like, I'm not saying that we

get married right here and now,

but I think if we take things

slowly.

I am sorry, Kate, but I can't

do this.

[Kate] Oh, come on.

No.

I'm sorry.

-Ian, so nice to see you.

-What are you doing here?

Well, I, I've been trying

to reach you to no avail.

I thought I told you that we

need to finish this book pronto,

or we're going to lose this

deal.

Andrew, guess what? I did it.

Yeah, that's just...

Wait, you finished?

You! That's, that's great.

-[Ian] I know, but...

-That's fantastic.

Andrew, just stay here. Okay?

-[Andrew] Oh.

-[Kate] Ian?

-What would you like to do?

-Ahh...

I don't know. I'm so slow,

I don't want to fall asleep.

-You want to dance?

-Sure.

-[Giacomo] Oh.

-Oh, good afternoon.

I was going to wake you up

for breakfast,

but I thought it best

to let you both sleep.

Right, thanks for that.

Uhm, Giacomo, you don't know where

Arianna would've gone, would you?

Yeah, she's in town setting up the

stand for the farmer's market, why?

-Nothing.

-What's going on?

I might have messed up a little

bit.

Okay, well, breathe.

You can just go and fix it, right?

This is your big moment,

this is your running to the

airport before the flight takes off.

-So just go.

-[Ian] Yeah.

Go!

[mumbling unintelligibly]

[sanguine music]

What do you mean about

they both sleep?

What do you think I mean?

[sanguine music]

[Pietro in Italian]

Do you need anything else?

[customer 1 in Italian]

Yes, 2KG of pears, please.

[Pietro] Of course.

[Marta in Italian] Great choice.

Pears this season are fantastic.

[customer 1]

Very good, thank you.

[Pietro] 10 Euro, thanks.

-[customer 1] Thank you by.

-[Pietro] See you.

[customer 2 in Italian]

Hi Marta, I need help.

I'd like some peaches...

-Scusi.

-What do you want?

-I just want to talk, please.

-You either buy some fruit or vegetables

or go back to your girlfriend.

I don't have a girlfriend.

You don't have a girlfriend?

So, what was she doing here?

That was so embarrassing, Ian.

I meant what I said this morning.

I'm falling in love with you.

-You don't know what love is.

-Love is honest.

Okay, I'll be honest. I didn't

like you when I first met you.

-That's a little too honest.

-Okay.

But then I got to meet you

and...

And see how you write

and, and how you think.

You're so smart and sweet and...

And stuck.

And I really tried to help you.

-But, please...

-[Arianna in Italian] Just a moment!

But this is crazy. We've only

met less than two weeks ago,

and, and I've known

Enzo since we were kids.

You come here and you tell me

that you're in love with me.

What do you expect me to do?

What should I do?

Leave him? Break his

heart as if it was nothing?

But you've known him since you

were a kid and you've never committed.

This is so ridiculous.

You know, this isn't a fairy

tale

where you wake up after one

night and it's happily ever after.

[in Italian] Please!

I'm so sorry. Just one

second, I'm confessing my love.

I'm not saying that.

I'm just saying, how do you

feel about me?

It doesn't matter.

Ian, I can't answer you that

right now.

Do you love me?

[sanguine music]

But the festival is something

you should see before you leave.

Well,

I don't know, I might be

back sooner than you think.

[Giacomo] Oh. Audrey.

Well, I might come back and

visit my friend Giacomo.

-[Giacomo] Hmm.

-You know him? He's all right.

I would like that. And I could

also come visit in the city.

-Really?

-Yes.

I... I know where the airport is.

[Audrey laughing]

[sanguine music]

You want to go to the festival?

-[birds chirping]

-[Audrey] Come on.

[upbeat music]

-[Arianna] Enzo.

-Hey, ciao.

[upbeat music]

[in Italian] I'm sorry Enzo

but...

I can't see myself living in

Rome.

And I don't want to hold you

back.

You know it. I need to think

about what I need for myself.

It's because of that writer, right?

Have you heard what I told you?

He'll break your heart

and then you'll come back to me.

[upbeat music]

[man in Italian] Come,

let's have something to drink.

-[Ian] Hey.

-Hey.

I've never been in a place like

this.

- Ian,

- Hmm?

I'm sorry.

You know, I'm sorry about...

But I'm glad that I was able

to help you with the book and...

You know, without you, I

wouldn't have been able to finish it.

-Plus now...

-[Andrew] Ian!

Finally.

Arianna, this is the infamous

Andrew, my book agent.

-Ahh.

-Andrew, Arianna.

-Nice to meet you.

-Pleasure. Second?

-Do you mind?

-S.

[upbeat music]

I feel like I should

formally introduce myself, Kate.

Arianna.

So has he told you

that he loved you yet?

Excuse me?

Well, I flew down here

and I just had a call.

If we don't get them the

manuscript,

we have to pay the advance back.

What do you mean

pay the advance back?

If I don't get them the

manuscript, I don't get paid.

-What do you mean you don't get paid?

-[both laughing]

No, I mean, you know,

obviously, we.

If we don't get them the

manuscript, we don't get paid.

It's typical he'd fall

for the first girl he met.

Especially right after

what happened.

Hey, look, it doesn't last.

You know, I am so grateful for

you.

But my manuscript

had a bunch of holes in it,

And I needed someone outside of

myself to give me an honest opinion.

No, I've always given

you my honest opinion.

No, you lied to me.

No, I... I've always told you

the truth.

The night you gave me half

the manuscript, right?

I didn't see plot holes and

mistakes, I saw a dollar signs.

Ian, you are a great writer, okay?

It doesn't need to be deep

and revolutionary to sell.

Let's just get them the

manuscript and sell it.

So you're saying that

he finished his first book

right after you guys met?

Oh, he couldn't stop talking

about how much I inspired him.

Did he ever say that you were

his muse?

Oh God, no, that's

too much even for Ian.

Do you ever get to read

his working process when...

When you guys were together?

I'm quite busy. And romance

novels aren't really my thing.

I'm gonna need new

representation.

[Andrew] Oh, hold...

And when I get back to England,

maybe I self-publish.

What?

Self-publish? We both know

that is a horrible idea, Ian.

[upbeat music]

Hey.

I don't want to have any

bad feelings with you.

I am, I'm happy if you're happy.

Thank you.

[upbeat music]

-Everything okay?

-Yeah.

Yeah?

Maybe we should go and

find Giacomo and my aunt.

Yeah...

[Arianna] Enzo!

[music stops]

[crowd reacts]

[Audrey] Oh, God.

-You hit me.

-You can't take her from me.

But you hit me in the face.

-You slapped me.

-Yeah, I did.

-[Giacomo] Stay here.

-No, don't...

Stay here.

-Arianna!

-[Audrey] Be careful.

Andrew, why'd you slap him?

Well, I might not be your agent

anymore, but I'm still your friend.

[man] Hey, piano, piano, piano.

-[Andrew grunts]

-[Audrey] Ah!

[Giacomo] What are you doing?

Get out of here.

[in Italian]

Enzo! What are you doing?!

[Enzo's friend in Italian]

Come on, leave it. Let's go.

-[Audrey] Are you sure you're all right?

-[Ian] Yeah.

Because if he bruised you

or broke your beautiful brain,

I'm going to sue the

pants off that brute.

-It's not necessary.

-Ugh.

By the way.

I have something for you.

What?

Oh, my God. The ring.

-How did you even get it here?

-[footsteps approaching]

[Ian] I just, uhm...

Uhm, you can tell me later

how it got here.

I'm going to leave you two.

I'll do some packing

By the way, you sure you know

what you're doing with that?

I'm sure I'll figure something

out.

[footsteps fading]

-How are you doing?

-I'm okay.

Really? I'm so sorry

about what Enzo did.

Yeah, it's... It's okay.

[insects chirping]

-It's okay.

-Okay.

You are leaving tomorrow?

Yes, I am. And with a new book.

You're going to send me a copy?

Of course.

[insects chirping]

This is, uhm...

goodbye?

I mean, it doesn't have to be.

I could text you or call you.

I mean, that's if you get a

signal.

[Arianna laughs]

[insects chirping]

Well, it's our last night

together.

[Ian] Mm-hmm.

[insects chirping]

What do you want to do?

[romantic music]

I'll miss this.

[romantic music]

[Giacomo laughs]

Please remember. Don't be a

stranger.

[Giacomo] That goes for you too.

[Audrey] I'll come back

tomorrow. Mwah.

[somber music]

[Giacomo] I packed you a lunch.

Okay?

[Audrey] Thank you.

[somber music]

[car engine starting]

[somber music]

[airplane rumbling]

[somber music]

[Arianna in Italian]

Come on! Fast.

Move those.

Come on!

[in English] Make sure there's enough

legroom in between the rows, okay?

[man] I heard you

the first time.

[Arianna in Italian]

Yes, do it now!

[Roberto in English]

I go home, okay?

[speaking in Italian]

[car engine rumbling]

[Pietro in Italian]

Welcome. Did you see the rain?

-[Pietro in English] Rain.

-[Ian] Yeah.

-Marta, how are you?

-Hi.

I'm good.

Welcome back to La Masseria.

Thank you.

Hey.

[Arianna] Hey.

It's been a while.

-[Arianna] Hmm.

-[Ian] Hmm.

You look

the same.

Right.

[Giacomo in Italian]

My boy.

Oh, Giacomo.

[serene music]

-Congratulations.

-[Giacomo in Italian] Thank you.

[in English] We're glad to see

you.

Yeah, and you.

Ah, we're going to have

a lot to talk about,

but first you need to speak

with Audrey.

She's, uh...

You know, calm her down.

-Ah, 'cause of the rain or...?

-No, no.

S the rain, the wedding.

Giacomo, take care of the rain.

-You take care of Audrey.

-Okay.

Uhm... I guess I better go

check on her.

Yes. And I guess I better go,

keep working.

-Okay.

-Yeah.

[rain pattering]

[Audrey breathing deeply]

[Audrey inhales sharply]

-[door latch clicks]

-[Ian] Hey.

Ah, Ian, you're on time. Good

for you.

How's your flight?

[Ian] Yeah, it was good.

How you doing?

Oh, me. I'm a disaster.

What... What do you mean?

Everything outside looks so

lovely

and everyone seems to

have everything in order.

Yeah, but I think, uhm,

I think I've got cold feet.

Today? On all days, your

wedding day?

Well, when else do you get cold

feet?

Come on.

You've been telling me for

months

how happy Giacomo makes you.

I was always afraid this would

happen.

Even when I went looking for

love again.

I, I just... I always had this

thought,

what would it really be like

if I found love again and...

Home. You know as well as I do,

when you're in love.

Your true home is with them.

Oh, my God, I hate that line in

the book.

It's so sentimental, honestly.

And I hate it.

But now I hate it even more

because it's actually true.

Am I doing the right thing?

Getting married again?

Only if it makes you happy.

How did you get so

smart all of a sudden?

Well, there seems to be a very

special lady sitting next to me.

No.

[upbeat romantic music]

[all clapping]

[upbeat romantic music]

[romantic music continues]

Had enough of the festivities?

[music fades]

Well, I've been working

all weekend on them.

I think I deserve a break.

-You want some?

-No.

No. You better don't.

How you've been?

Good.

You?

Yeah, good.

I heard about the publishing

house.

Yeah, it's off to a good start.

So, have you been seeing anyone?

[both chuckle]

What?

No. Have you?

No.

If I'm not working in the

garden or with the kids,

I spend most of my time reading.

Romance novels, mainly,

your aunt's.

By the way I never thank you for

dedicating "Wanderlust" to me.

-You don't have to thank me.

-No, yes...

I mean without you,

I could never have done it.

Well, but it was a beautiful

surprise.

And the fact that you mentioned

the Masseria

as the source of your inspiration

brought us quite a lot of business here.

[Ian] Hmm.

[gentle somber music]

Have you been working on

anything new?

Actually, I have.

-You have?

-Yeah.

Uh, am I going to hear about it?

-So you can give me notes?

-Why? You don't like my notes?

-[Ian stammering]

-You like my notes.

-I like your notes.

-Yeah.

Tell me something.

Semi-autobiographical.

And it's about this author

who escapes to the Italian

countryside

so that he can finish his novel

and mend his broken heart.

And when he gets there,

he seems to be lost of passion

and any sort of inspiration

until he meets this beautiful

woman.

Who is a huge pain in the a*s.

-So it's not love at first sight.

-[Arianna laughs] What?

No, you would think they would

fall in love, but they don't fall in love.

But with her and him helping

each other

on her family farm,

and through all the activities,

and sharing stories of their

past

and their hopes for the future,

they do fall in love.

[romantic music]

-[Arianna chuckles]

-But...

But, unfortunately,

it's not the right time.

And so they have to go

their separate ways.

And go back to their life's

that they live.

But he knows

that someday he'll see her again

and hopefully it'll be

different.

[gentle romantic music]

And?

[Ian] And?

How does it end?

Well, I was hoping

you could tell me that.

[romantic music]

[music fades out]

[playful music]

[somber music]

[insects chirping]

[music continues]

[music fades out]