Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Exactly. It's a territory. Duh. - Territory.

So she will be sleeping with your father.

- Her name's Portia. - Cara's my granddaughter.

- Fuck. - Nonno, come on.

I slept fantastic

-(BERT STAMMERS) - ...please can we just drop it?

Cameron has a really long fuse. But then all of a sudden,

♪ Things in life ♪

Well, couldn't you have just waited

- they have no money. - Yeah.

- Tanya! -(COUGHS)

(VESPA ENGINE STARTS, REVS)

Happy wife, happy life.

They're my local friends.

Had to do it. Sorry.

- Thank you, Cara. - ♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

I mean, people are just so fucked up.

- Change the subject. - Everything turned out great.

I mean, what is there to fight about anyway, right?

Like, I shit you not. They have all these palazzos,

(CHUCKLING) No... no.

No. There is no contest.

be in a relationship with or see yourself with or...

I-- Yeah, of course, I would never do that.

All I had was a croissant. (SCOFFS)

(MOANING STOPS)

- But you know what? - CAMERON: What?

- HARPER: Mm-hmm. - Oh.

Sure. Whatever you want. It's-- it's your day to shine.

-(APPLAUSE STOPS) -(INDISTINCT CHATTER RESUMES)

But like, you're not threatened by her,

we'll all be better behaved, cheerier.

♪ (PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (INTRIGUING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (DREAMY MUSIC RESUMES) ♪

Yeah. But that's why my mom and sister aren't here.

And-- and they're looking for the baby,

Dominic's mother. An incredible woman.

E-man, what about you? You'd be up for that?

BERT: Um. Well, what's it been? Twenty-five years?

(IN ENGLISH) You sure you're okay to walk?

Um, but listen...

♪ (MUSIC RESUMES) ♪

Okay. (CHUCKLES)

Well, you're practically perfect, so...

let's hang out tomorrow.

- Thank you. - VALENTINA: You're welcome.

{\an8}(CHUCKLES)

I have to fly to Denver tomorrow.

it's very stressful for me.

You know what? I'm paying attention.

And helping Harper's parents, my sister.

Anyways, um, what about you?

- Right, Daph? - DAPHNE: Mm-hmm.

-(RUSTLING) -(ETHAN GROANS)

Tanya, I didn't want this.

♪ (SONG CONTINUES) ♪

♪ (MUSIC SWELLS) ♪

♪ ("FIGLI DELLE STELLE" BY ALAN SORRENTI PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS) ♪

Well, first, I wanna look just like Monica Vitti.

- ♪ (MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪ - Thank you.

I wonder if anyone's ever jumped from here.

- Yeah, get in the photo. - GREG: I don't need to be in the picture. Let's just go.