It's very late.
Always a pleasure doing business with a Dionisi.
Yeah.
Don't get used to it.
-How much longer do you have? -Sixteen minutes and 30 seconds.
You'll never make it.
We'll see if I can make it.
Stop, stop, stop!
Wait!
Bring it back in for a second.
Unplug the ECU for a moment.
Dad!
-Say something! -Let her do her thing.
What is that thing?
Just wait. This thing is a bomb.
Done.
Come on!
This baby's ready to race!
The green light is on. This is the last race of the season.
Dionisi has one last chance to overtake Berella's Ferrari in the standings.
Three cars out at the corner!
We see the first drops of rain.
Dionisi comes back out in third place.
Now it's a whole new race with new tires. They improve by half a second every lap.
Three laps to go!
Only one car separates the black Lambo from their first title!
Watch out, watch out! Dionisi attacks from the inside.
It goes through! It goes through!
Dionisi! Dionisi!
They're going to make history!
And they win! They win! The gloomy sky over Imola clears up!
Dad!
The sun finally shines on the Dionisi family's team!
They've won their first championship!
I've waited my whole life for this moment.
Elena,
my precious and crazy pearl,
I want you to take over the team,
to uphold the good name of…
Dionisi. This is the most important thing. It's worth every tear we cry.
You have to promise me.
I promise you.
Excuse me.
Ettore.
The car check didn't go well.
It turns out the ECU has been tampered with.
We've been officially disqualified.
I just wanted to see you win.
ONE YEAR LATER
Guys, I'll be very brief.
As you know, this is your big chance.
Today, the best among you will become the new face of the team.
After my father's death and a year of suspension,
we're back with a new name, Alpha Blaze.
Expectations are high.
I know you've studied the circuit.
Yes or no?
Yes.
Our suspension ends today, Dad.
I promised you.
Rest assured that I'll get it all back.
JAIL MODENA
HUNGER
Venturi, getting out.
PEDESTRIAN ENTRANCE
Keep yourself out of here.
And drive slowly.
Forget that.
The moment we've been waiting for. The crowd goes wild.
An incredible victory for Blu Venturi!
Hey. Put the trophy down.
I'm here for the job, old man.
Article 47.
I was sent by the Clean Streets Cooperative.
Your poor mom.
Hey, don't mention my mom, old man.
Watch your mouth.
I'm the one who's going to assess your work here.
Now, take the mop and go clean the toilet.
Got it.
But calm down.
Clear the track for the Alpha Blaze team.
Driver, please prepare for the time trial.
I repeat. Clear the track for Alpha Blaze.
Send the third driver to the track.
Who is this guy?
Paolo Ferri.
You were right, Giulio. He's a true prodigy.
Hey, 1:46.20.
We might have found our guy.
Hey. What's going on?
Guys, snap out of it!
-Who's there? -Call someone!
Hey, what are you doing? It's dangerous.
Let's go!
Who is that guy?
Right curb.
Careful.
Left curb.
He's fast though.
Hey, this guy…
Who the fuck is he?
What are you doing here? You know you can't be here.
Go, yeah!
Feel the beast!
Twenty-four seconds at T1.
-He's fast. -A little too fast.
There's no such thing as "too fast."
If he keeps it up, he'll end up in the gravel at T3 and wreck my car.
No, no.
He'll stay on the track.
Yeah! Listen to this baby, yeah!
He'll go off the road at the Savelli.
Wow. At the Savelli, huh?
What a pity.
Stop, stop!
Hey!
Now, that is a great driver.
No, he's a car wrecker.
Hey, hey, hey.
Can you hear that?
What?
The sound of my dad rolling over in his grave.
Alpha Blaze? What kind of name is that?
Ettore, check for damage.
Why are you here?
I just witnessed a racing prodigy on the track, so I came over.
-You mean the one who wrecked the car? -Yeah.
You'll never change. Paolo Ferri, now, that's a driver.
Dad would have loved that guy.
Dad is dead.
Yes.
We all know that.
But he wanted me to run the team, Giulio--
I don't care what you have to say.
Dad never signed anything, thank God.
So I call the shots now, as it should have been from the start.
And I won't put up with all your bullshit like he did.
Have you no shame?
Alpha Blaze?
Listen.
The Dionisi team is still around thanks to Alpha Blaze's money.
What do you know about managing finances?
You gamble. You bet. You never had to pay for your mistakes.
And I lost a father because of you.
You're such a hypocrite. You hated Dad.
I loved him more than you ever did.
Anyway, we all lost him.
Yes. But not all of us are to blame for it.
Anyway, you can't be here! Remember the deal?
I couldn't care less about your fucking money.
I'll show you how a Dionisi wins the championship.
I owe it to Dad.
And what's your plan, genius?
You'll see.
Meanwhile, fuck you, Alpha Blaze, and that idiot of a manager!
The Dionisi team is alive and well!
Go, go!
Third row.
Blu Venturi.
An ex-convict, for fuck's sake.
Fuck.
Come on, you've caught him.
Slow down. Step on it when I tell you to.
Stay glued to him. Come on, you've got it.
Step on it now!
Yes, good job, finally.
Let him through, or you'll get hurt!
Hey! Why'd you tell him to let the other one through?
-What? -Why not cut him off?
Oh, well, because he can't drive, and when you can't drive, you get hurt.
Come on, third out of 12 is okay.
No, it's not okay. I pay you so that he can win.
If you want him to win, don't pay me. Get a new son.
You asshole! How dare you?
You've lost your marbles, Benini. You're hopeless.
Oh, come on, my headphones!
Hey, are you okay?
Elena Dionisi.
-My sciatica… -Time is money. Let's not waste it.
For people like you, everything's money, isn't it?
I have a proposition for you.
You're wasted here, you know. And you're a mess.
I'm rebuilding the Dionisi team. You used to race for them a long time ago.
I have an incredible driver, but I need a stallion tamer.
Thank you for the compliments, but I'm not a horse expert.
I'll never step foot in a paddock again in my life.
Anyway, nowadays I work with mostly hopeless kids!
Rumor has it your father is in trouble.
You could help him and his auto shop.
No, stop, stop.
Listen.
I haven't talked to my father in 18 years.
And I haven't talked about my father in 18 years either, okay?
My dad used to say opportunities never come alone.
My mom used to say that troubles never come alone.
Let me tell you who the driver is.
Bye, Elena Dionisi.
I know you remember me. Asshole.
Fucking…
-Hey, Blu. -Hey.
Home already? What about your shift?
Oh, I did something stupid.
-Did you change the lock? -Long story.
-The TV? -I sold it.
You know how he is.
With you gone, he wouldn't offer me jobs. I needed money.
-All right. I'll go to my room. -Wait…
See, I've rented your room to two Chinese guys.
What? What about my stuff?
I know, but a year without rent… I had to make a living.
How could you?
EVERYTHING'S BLUE WITHOUT YOU WELCOME BACK!
-You're a poet. -You fell for it.
This is your home and no one else's.
Having you back is very important.
-Benini, we got you! -Easy! I have sciatica!
Where the hell did you end up?
All right, calm down!
Casadio says your father is in trouble because of the auto shop.
And he won't pay.
I haven't talked to my father in years.
It's not my problem.
Hey. All right, I get it. Calm down.
Calm down.
Don't disappear, Benini.
Otherwise, we'll make sure you stay gone.
Fuck.
When it rains, it pours.
Arturo.
-Fuck you. -Arturo.
Hey, Ms. ECU! Are you lost? What are you doing here?
Go to hell.
I'm not here about the car, okay?
I'm not on that shitty team either.
Alpha Blaze.
Too bad you didn't destroy it.
True.
Listen, do you know who I am?
Yes.
The town madwoman.
You don't look that sane either.
What the fuck do you want?
I'm rebuilding my father's team. The Dionisi.
But I need a driver.
And I've seen only one in town.
The team belongs to your brother.
You've got nothing.
I don't believe in big families. I don't believe in families at all.
And for the GT championship,
they need good-looking, rich-faced guys.
It's a once-in-a-lifetime chance. What could you lose?
Listen, Lady Screw-up, or whatever they call you.
Dreams aren't cheap.
People like you can afford them. People like me, not a chance.
Go sell your bullshit to someone else.
I pay well.
I pay for everything. I'll pay you too.
Hey, Blu. There's still our writing on the wall in the bathroom.
Who's this? What does she want?
Nothing.
Rich people bullshit.
Hey, he replied.
-It's time. Let's go. -Come on. I'm ready.
We're back.
I'm looking for Sergio. Casadio.
Wait here.
-Who should I say is asking? -Arturo Benini!
The man who could have become a legend.
Welcome home. So?
Not bad, huh?
Guys, look alive! Don't slack off. I want to see you working. Come on!
-Listen… -Tell me.
About my father…
I'm sorry about Vittorio.
There's nothing I can do right now.
If you could just be patient,
when I inherit it, I'll give it to you, because I couldn't care less.
No.
He's become an asshole. Just like that?
I mean, some real gems came out of that auto shop.
-You and Michele-- -Don't mention Michele.
Right…
The jaguar inside is roaring.
I've waited long enough.
Six months at first. Then three more. What should I do?
Tell me, do I look like a saint?
Haven't you started that yet, idiot?
It won't start. I need more time.
"More time."
Can you start it for me?
Let's settle the issue about my father first. It's important.
I'm asking as a friend. Start it for me, come on.
Get the fuck out of the way, come on!
This guy is a car wizard, a real pro.
Show me your magic, Beno.
Take out your magic wand.
Take out that little magic wand of yours.
Well?
Yes! Yes!
Come on!
Listen to it! He's a wizard!
Beno's a wizard! He really is!
Beno? We might have found a solution.
What do you mean?
Listen.
There's a beauty parked in a warehouse outside Imola.
Just get it and drive it to the port of Ravenna, okay?
You want me to steal a car?
Have I ever sent you on a job without covering your ass?
-No, I can't. -No?
No. Then it can't be done.
That's it then.
Hey!
What the fuck are you doing?
Well? I help you, and you help me.
Come out of there. I was kidding.
You can't even joke around here. We can't even joke anymore, Beno?
-Ready, set, go. Huh? -What?
Let's go, okay?
Now?
How the fuck am I going to Imola?
My leg is messed up because of sciatica.
You're always worrying about stupid shit.
Come here, meet our new driver.
She just got here. Her name is Blu. The other one is Ahmed.
He'll bring back the unmarked car.
-Why do we need Barnie? -Watch your mouth, idiot.
He's half a legend.
Tell her about it.
I took her out to dinner.
I paid for everything.
She thanked me for everything and left.
You took her to a fast-food joint.
Eyes on the road.
Well, I'm sorry. Where do you take girls, huh?
-Oh, right, to the mess hall! -And I don't even pay.
Some people can take girls anywhere. Others need Michelin-starred places.
-Well, I didn't even like her. -Bro, you never like anyone.
Keep your eyes on the road!
My eyes are on the road. They are.
Is the jail thing true or not?
Yes. She's out on probation or whatever, and she screwed up her outside job too.
-Mind your damn business! -Kids. Calm down.
We get there, and I do the job. You keep your mouths shut. Not a peep.
Okay. Relax, come on.
If something happens…
-Give me that! -Hey!
-I'll keep it. -Says who?
Says me.
You'll end up shooting yourself, ruining the only shirt I have.
For fuck's sake.
Watch me hurt myself today too.
-Well? See? -Go.
Smooth sailing. Hi, gorgeous.
Come on. Hurry up.
Here. Change them.
-Is it for the satellite alarm? -Just do your thing.
Fuck.
Ahmed.
What is it?
He says security is on its way.
Are we waiting for something in particular or…
Didn't we agree that you would shut up?
Fucking immobilizer.
Start it now.
If it turns off, I'll have to start over.
Don't worry.
Leave it to me, and relax your scrawny ass.
I'll pretend I didn't hear that.
…I'd give you a real home to sleep in
Even if I were just glass I'd protect you on the street
And let myself get hit
Look at me
…in our dreams saves us
If you want to dance, dance You can't disappear
If you get lost, follow me
That void won't calm you down
The darkness eats at you It won't let you sleep
You're a terrible singer, by the way.
But they say you're not a bad driver.
-Where did you learn? -Well, it's in my blood.
Do you race in competitions?
No, I don't race.
-I win. -I see.
I don't care about those little trophies.
-Out here, you race for real. -Yeah, sure.
Professional teams would never hire someone like me.
No one trusts people like me.
Some people always get the short end of the stick, Barnie.
What people?
People like us.
Speak for yourself. I mean…
Shit.
POLICE
Don't slow down, don't slow down.
If he pulls us over, don't say a word, not a single word.
Get the gun.
What's wrong with you?
Check if the papers are there.
They are. Everything's fine.
Here they go.
Fucking hell. This guy looks like a dickhead.
Okay.
Good morning. License and registration, please.
Of course. Good morning.
-Here you go. -Nice car.
I'm letting my daughter try it out.
What did she do to her hair?
Oh, they're kids. What can we do?
You can turn off the engine.
I'd rather not. I mean, in this heat…
I don't know how you manage.
Well, take off your jacket.
It would mess up my outfit, you know…
Wait a minute.
Thanks.
Don't look at him. Don't wave.
-What the fuck is he looking up? -Calm down, let's stay calm.
POLICE
Okay.
-You can go. -Thanks.
-Drive slowly. -Of course, she will. Goodbye.
Drive away slowly.
-Don't tell me what to do. -Go.
-Stop! -Fuck.
The plate doesn't match the car.
Blu. Don't worry. Get out. You're young. Blu.
-I'm not going back to jail. -Out.
What the fuck are you doing?
-Damn it! -In the peace of our flights, make us…
Are you nuts?
That's the aviator's prayer, not the driver's!
-How does the driver's prayer go? -Our Lady of tar and night--
Why the fuck do you care?!
-Come on! -"Come on"? They're behind us!
Calm down and think. We need to squeeze them.
Oh, now we're talking, Barnie. Yes!
Go full throttle up to third gear. When you hit fourth gear, make a U-turn.
-Okay. -Go.
Let's see if this baby loves me.
Where do we go now?
I'll take you for a ride downtown.
I don't think this is a good idea.
Relax.
Are you going to drive in circles until one of us runs out of gas?
We said no scratches.
I won't even get the rims dirty.
There they are.
Hey, are you insane?!
-What are you doing? -Slow down!
Go easy! We don't want to hurt anyone.
Are you crazy?
Look at this guy, riding a scooter on the sidewalk! Hey!
Go to hell!
-Go, turn left. -I won't fit.
Trust me, you will. Go!
-Hey! -What are you doing?
Is that Dionisi?
Go, follow her.
What the fuck?! Out of the way!
Did you see what we just did? Dionisi is a real nutcase.
Even crazier than we are.
You wet your pants, didn't you?
We were awesome, fuck.
And not even a thank you?
Thank you.
No, it's because my leg's gone numb.
And it's not my kind of music.
-Isn't it? -No.
Here.
Hey!
-Come on, Barnie! -Barnie!
Let's go.
Here they are, our heroes!
Here they are. They have arrived.
Look at this.
How do you pull that off without a tool? How do you do it?
See you later.
She isn't a bad driver, is she? She's a bit hot-headed, but not bad.
-I didn't like your ID trick. -What trick? Did I trick you?
The photo where you look like a lady?
IDs have to be believable. I couldn't write Blu Venturi on it.
You get it?
She's Michele and Arianna's daughter.
They had a beautiful baby girl. A pretty flower.
You're a good driver, but you're still a little girl.
Where's mommy Arianna, huh?
Don't mention my mom again.
The one who abandoned you because she's ashamed of you?
Fucking bastard!
-Come on. -Fucking junkie, I'll kill you!
What are you doing?
Hey! Calm down. No.
Let's get a drink.
Get out! You'll come back crawling when I call.
Leave it.
What's up? You didn't realize she was Michele and Arianna's daughter?
You never fucking get anything.
I don't care whose daughter she is.
Don't you? It didn't seem like that.
I did my job. We're good.
What, you think I made 80,000 with this minor job?
What the fuck? We had a deal.
Unfortunately, a car isn't enough, Beno.
How about this?
Because I'm a man of my word.
Tonight's job buys you six months.
Then you pay me back in full, or you go to hell with your father.
-And when I say go to hell-- -I get it, I get it.
Good. You got it.
Benini!
-Benini! -What?
Do you still need money and a job?
I'm just trying not to get killed.
I know you.
You were the greatest driver in Imola. I adored you.
That man is not here anymore.
He may have never existed.
Or he'll get himself killed, and rightly so.
Madness doesn't bring victory, Elena.
It only brings pain.
To you and to the people you love.
But you know that, don't you?
Benini!
What?
I knew you recognized me.
Sure, whatever.
Did you hear his name?
Huh? Who knows. Come on, let's go.
BENINI'S AUTO SHOP
Fuck!
May I?
Are you done, or do you want to break something else?
I want 80,000 euros. Within six months. Take it or leave it.
Twenty-five for the job.
Fifty-five if we win the championship.
Fifty and thirty.
Thirty-five, forty-five.
I need to win, Benini.
And you need to save this place.
Who told you I want to save it?
I'm telling you.
I don't think that driver is dead.
He's just hiding somewhere.
All right, 40-40.
But no motivational bullshit. I already…
Hey, little girl.
They're looking for you downstairs.
You screwed up really badly the other day.
Listen…
I need this job.
Put in a good word.
Me?
Come on, you're not that old.
And I love grandpas. I genuinely do.
Listen, you shitty old fart.
Do one good deed before you die.
I'll end up back in jail!
Even if I wanted to,
and I don't,
there's no way in hell I could get you out of this mess.
Good luck.
The legend is back.
The legend has sciatica.
-We're really doing this. -Yeah.
-There's one thing missing. -You mean the car?
I mean the driver.
No, don't--
Don't tell me you didn't understand that. She's a star.
-Look-- -Arturo Benini.
Blu Venturi.
She's our driver.
Arturo Benini.
So that's who you are.
The man who killed my father.
Subtitle translation by: Valentina Munaro