You'll be team manager, just you. The contract is ready.
Come on. How can I do that?
I can't just leave them like this.
Giulio, I'm not like you.
If they're as good as you say they are, they'll find another team.
They're not your family, Elena. I understand you.
When you spend time with certain people, you forget how the world works.
"Certain people." Sure.
Venturi goes off track and flips over! The car is on fire!
We are holding our breath and crossing our fingers
for the young and beloved driver.
This is a terrible moment for all of us…
Hey! Blu!
Hey!
-You disappeared yesterday. -I was preparing. This race is decisive.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Don't worry.
See you later?
Blu!
What are you doing here?
-Are those Dad's? -Yes.
They'll be a bit big on you, but I wanted you to have them.
Blu!
Hey! Does your phone work?
If it rings, it means someone's looking for you.
-Hey! -Don't touch me!
Leave her alone.
It's her penultimate race.
Give it your all, Blu!
Didn't we say no soft stuff?
We couldn't risk a hard suspension. This track's too demanding.
I know it's not easy for you here--
No, please. Spare me the speech, okay?
Okay. We'll change tires at the pit stop.
Yes, boss. Have you decided anything else, or are you still thinking about it?
What do you mean?
You're done with the little trip to the suburbs.
-Now it's time to go home, isn't it? -Are you accusing me of something?
No, no accusations. But don't treat me like I'm a total idiot,
because I saw you there with Giulio.
It's just a proposal. That's all.
Of course. People like you don't refuse a proposal like that outright.
-You never know. -Yeah, you never know.
…current temperature on the track, around 32 degrees, with no wind.
The ranking…
Make your decision, but don't mess around with her.
Who, me?
You're the only one here who's messing with her.
Anyway, I'm not the one getting all nostalgic, am I?
Come on.
Finally, we reached the event we've all been waiting for.
The penultimate race of the championship, on a legendary circuit.
RACE 5/6 IMOLA CIRCUIT
And they're off. They're off!
The Auto GT beasts are unleashed!
Alpha Blaze with Ferri and Pollini with Berselli are in front.
Behind them, Venturi follows with the newborn SC17.
Wait, Blu. It's not the time.
Hey, Blu! We'll end up on the grass, Blu!
-Blu, can you hear me? -She can't hear you.
Watch out, Venturi is going for it!
She overtakes Berselli!
Now, only Paolo Ferri is in front of her.
-Is she here? -Yes.
She told me she wasn't racing.
Arianna, she told me she saw the video. She knows everything.
Arturo!
She knows. She saw the race footage. She knows everything.
What does she know?
Out of the fucking way!
Venturi brakes at the last moment!
With a skillful switchback, she takes the inside, and she's first!
Blu Venturi, my friends! Blu Venturi!
SC17 is in first position!
Blu!
Come back in!
-Fuck you! -Fuck!
Arturo?
Can you tell me what's going on?
Arturo!
At this point, Venturi could afford to relax.
But the yellow Porsche…
What's she doing? She risks spinning out.
…on the chicane.
Blu Venturi doesn't take her foot off the accelerator.
She keeps advancing alone after leaving the group behind!
She's driving too…
Are you her father?
I'm her mother.
Your daughter is in a post-traumatic coma.
The head trauma has caused a slight internal hemorrhage.
But she's a strong girl. Her vital functions are good.
For the time being, we don't know when she'll come round.
I suggest you go home.
You can't go in, anyway.
In case anything happens, we have your phone numbers.
See you tomorrow.
Arturo, where are you going?
You heard the doctor. There's no point in staying.
Yes, but…
Hey, are you going to behave just as you did with Michele?
You didn't even show up at his funeral.
-Come on. Calm down. -Shame on you.
You left me alone with your father to choose his coffin.
You were such good friends, huh? But you left while they were burying him.
You, on the other hand, were happily fucking both of us.
Get out of here! Don't come back, or I'll kill you!
Please, calm down!
What the fuck have you got to do with it? What the fuck are you even doing here?
Think you can clear your conscience by paying for the clinic?
What's that--
You put her in that car for your own interests.
You don't care about us!
-Take her home. She's not well! -Get out!
I'm not going home. My daughter is dying in there.
You go home!
With this bitch you're fucking.
I shouldn't have trusted you. You've killed her too!
Hey! You can't behave like this in here.
You all need to leave immediately, or I'll call security.
Come on. Let's get ourselves a hot drink.
Come on, Arturo. She's beside herself.
It's only normal. She's just venting.
-It's true. I killed Michele. -It wasn't on purpose.
-It was me. -Arturo, it's not like you shot him. Hey!
He knew he could die. They all know that.
The important thing is that Blu is okay, and she's breathing. Hey, come on.
You need to breathe too.
Do you want to spend some time together later?
Spend some time together? I don't even know who the fuck you are.
-I shouldn't have taken this shitty job! -Okay, okay, okay.
Okay.
Come on, you're tired. Go get some rest.
Get some sleep, Benini.
We're all tired.
She'll make it.
Blu is the strongest person I've ever met.
She's not afraid of anything.
I know it.
Blu is all I have.
There's no way she'd leave us because of some fucking accident.
No one can stop her.
No one.
And even if it doesn't seem like it,
she's got a big heart.
Hey, Dad.
Listen to me. Is this any way to look after my workshop?
You could have woken me up.
You were dead to the world.
They discharged you already.
Was I meant to spend my whole life in the hospital?
Listen, I don’t abandon my drivers when they’re in trouble.
Go make some coffee.
They say this one beats the Chiron, with top speeds of over 500 km/h,
1,800 horsepower, from zero to 100 in 2.30 seconds.
Do you remember the Ford GT40?
It won Le Mans four times in a row. That was an incredible car.
It had two headlights that looked like a pair of eyes.
This whole hood that came down. It looked like…
What's the name of the bird that dives into the water with its beak?
-I can't remember. -Arturo.
Stop talking. You're making my head explode.
Don't touch me.
No.
-Where's my mom? -She's here.
I'm so sorry.
Forget about it.
I just pushed it too hard on that turn.
When you race, I feel like I'm dying.
But when the race is over, and I see what you've accomplished, then…
I don't know.
It's like anything is possible again.
For me too.
You can’t keep paying forever, right?
No, you can't.
-I'm thirsty. -I'll get you some water.
Thank you.
You're still here?
I don't abandon my driver when they're in trouble.
Even if they're idiots.
And she can't handle stress well.
Stress?
You killed my father.
I saw the video.
And?
Even if that were true,
you should have stayed on the track.
Instead, you came off like an amateur.
If I taught you anything,
it's that you must manage your emotions.
You're crazy.
You did it for her, didn't you?
You were in love with my mom.
That's why you accelerated instead of braking.
That day, before the race, he was acting strange.
There was this light in his eyes that…
So I went and asked him.
I insisted a little, and in the end, he told me.
Arianna was pregnant with you.
I was happy, you know?
I hugged him, because part of me was happy.
And the other part?
Did you want to kill him?
Of course not.
No.
Michele was my brother.
I loved him.
Everyone ended up loving Michele.
I wanted him to lose that fucking championship.
So that, for once, he'd feel like me.
Defeated.
So, what does that make me?
Your penance?
Oh, no. I didn't choose you. You just turned up.
I just needed the money.
But then I got to know you. I understood who you were.
And who am I?
You're a driver.
And I don't want you to ruin everything because of a loser like me.
In Monza…
when you were hurtling towards the finish line…
I felt alive for the first time in ages.
Do you understand?
Alive.
-Because-- -Because you're a psychopath.
And Ferri?
Ninth.
He lost traction at the second chicane, and he spun out.
Yes.
He came. He was here. He brought you flowers and all that.
Flowers? Flowers for me?
What an idiot.
Ahmed kicked him out.
He was there morning, evening, night.
Always. Like a German shepherd.
Hey.
Blu.
Hey!
Blu!
Iatrogenic corneal injury. It's fairly common in cases like yours.
It can cause episodes of photophobia, blurred vision, and migraines.
The symptoms are intermittent and have variable frequency.
And when will it go away?
If the symptoms regress with therapy, you'll recover soon.
It takes time and patience.
Yes, but I don't have time.
What's wrong? Are you worried, Barnie?
No, just memories.
I dreamed about him last night, you know?
-Who? -Your friend.
My dad.
Do you know what he told me?
That he forgave you.
Come on, knock it off.
Do you know what else he told me?
That the championship isn't over yet.
Paolo lost points, didn't he?
So?
So, if you want me to forgive you as well, get me back on the track.
I could still win if I come in first, and he doesn't get onto the podium.
I think the hit really damaged your brain.
You heard the doctor, right? You need to rest, come on.
Then, when you're better, next year--
No one will ever give me a car again, Barnie.
And I'll end up doing bodywork, or back in that gutter you pulled me from.
Do you want to know how I felt on that podium in Monza?
For the first time in my life, I was whole.
And I was the coolest of them all.
No one can take this feeling away from me now, Arturo.
I can't stop.
No, we can't. It's too dangerous with your eyes, Blu.
I haven't had other attacks. You heard the doctor. It's temporary.
We don't have a car. I mean…
When was that ever a problem?
Here is our withdrawal from the championship.
Elena, hold on a minute.
Excuse me. Come here.
What is it?
Ferri didn't do well.
If Blu comes first, and he doesn't make the podium, we can still win.
Are you crazy? After everything that's happened to her?
Precisely because of everything that's happened to her.
We owe it to her.
Do we have the car?
Yes, we still have the car.
I couldn't do it.
Even if it's in bad shape, it's still our car.
-I didn't think you were such a romantic. -You said it yourself. You don't know me.
I've been saying a lot of nonsense lately.
I agree.
Anyway, the real problem here is that… the engine's screwed.
So, this is how it ends.
You've finally made up your mind.
What does this mean?
It means I already have a team, Giulio.
Like you said.
Small, wrecked…
full of desperate people with nothing left to lose.
Like Dad's at the beginning.
When he built it from scratch.
Great, well done.
So, what are you here for?
To take back the only thing here that still belongs to me.
-Not bad, huh? -Perfect.
You can see Bruno's heart in it.
The problem will be configuring it in such a short time.
I don't even know where to start.
And then…
look at the state she's in.
I thought of someone who can give us a hand.
Jeez, guys.
They don't make them like that anymore.
Ease off at 110. Brake on the outer red.
Widen my line slightly to stay as far right as possible on the Correntaio.
Full throttle in fifth gear, head into the Biondetti,
and comfortably clip the curbs.
Watch out now.
Approach as far right as possible.
-Brake on the white line at 100 meters. -Perfect.
Well done.
I wish it was always like this, on the track too.
Side by side.
Like in a rally.
All right. Next time, we’ll prepare for the Paris-Dakar, okay?
Is that a promise?
I'll be there. I won't leave you for a second.
I'm going downstairs to take a look. Let's see what they're up to.
Hey, the old man is making me work like a dog.
Everything okay?
Yeah, yeah.
Are you sure?
I'm here for you.
You're always here, huh?
You have something here.
Ahmed!
I missed you, baby girl.
You never told me what it means.
What?
SC17.
Second chance.
Cool.
And 17?
It was your number when you raced with my dad.
Elena.
You've done an amazing job with the car.
Thanks.
Thank you.
I've never started last.
Well? Aren't you gonna tell me that I must be shitting myself
because I'm just a little girl with no balls?
If it were me, I wouldn't even have been able to get into the car.
Let alone be afraid.
Come on, get serious now, or I'll send you to drive go-karts.
Blu!
Sorry. Hey!
Why don't you reply to my texts?
Because I've got no time to waste, Paolo.
What were you thinking, bringing me flowers?
I didn't know what else to do. I wanted you to know that I was there.
Are you sure you're okay?
Are you afraid of losing?
Mom.
My baby!
How are you?
I'm doing great. Can't you tell?
I already died once this month. That's enough.
This isn't a joke, Blu.
Yeah, I know.
But this is all I have, Mom.
And it makes me feel good.
I'm not going back, and neither are you.
You know… I'm not alone.
And when you're not alone, you never die.
You're all crazy.
Well?
Are we ready?
We still need to do our ritual.
But we need the whole family.
You know it, right?
Yes, of course.
Lady of the tar and of the night, accompany us along the roads,
and grant that our race be safe and swift.
May every curve bring us back to our home.
Let angels go before us, to protect us, as we pass by in a whirl.
Lady of the tar and of the night,
accompany us along the roads,
and grant that our race be safe and swift.
May every curve bring us back to our home.
Let angels go before us to protect us, as we pass by in a whirl.
Lady of the tar and of the night, accompany us along the roads,
and grant that our race be safe and swift.
May every curve bring us back to our home.
Let angels go before us to protect us, as we pass by in a whirl.
FINAL RACE MUGELLO CIRCUIT
Ferri's Ferrari is still in the lead. Behind him is Berselli for Pollini.
Blu, take it easy. There's traffic. Slow down.
Watch out on the left.
Don't overdo it. Stay in the slipstream.
We can't take our eyes off the center of the track.
Just back after a serious accident, Venturi attempts an incredible comeback.
-If you can, open up a little earlier. -Watch out.
Now!
Watch out! On the inside! On the inside! And she's through!
Well done, Blu! Another one down! Keep it up! Let's go!
Venturi is in fourth place! The SC17 girl is unstoppable.
Overtake by overtake, she moves up toward the front.
Stay focused.
Come on, you're on the straight. Open up!
Venturi has another car in her sights. And she overtakes it!
Great, Blu! You've got this!
She's now in third place. Berselli's Lamborghini comes within range.
-Paolo? -Don't worry about Paolo.
Look at Berselli.
Let's get him first. Then we can worry about Paolo. Come on!
Go on! Keep it up! Go! Take him!
Come on, Blu! Go for it now!
Go, go! Overtake him! Take him! That's it!
Well done!
Incredible! She started last on the grid, and now she's in second place!
She's ready to challenge the leader!
The crowd is going wild for Blu Venturi's unprecedented comeback!
-I see him! -If you see him, go and get him!
-Come on! -There he is! Go get him.
Come on!
Less than a lap until the end of the race!
Paolo Ferri and Blu Venturi are nose to tail again,
only four kilometers from the finish line! There's no one behind them!
Now, go for it! Go!
Blu!
Blu, answer me!
Look out! Blu Venturi is losing speed!
We see her drifting! She's in trouble!
Paolo Ferri is quick to seize the moment,
determined to consolidate his lead and charge toward victory!
What's up, Arturo?
I don't know, call the race director! Red flag! Red flag!
-I'm here! -We need to box, Blu!
-No, I told you I'm here! -No, Blu. I'm sorry, we must stop.
Please, listen to me!
If you guide me, we can do it, Barnie!
No stress! You're my eyes!
Hold on a moment!
All right, all right.
We'll do the Paris-Dakar now.
As if you were here with me?
I'm there next to you, okay? I'll guide you.
Visualize the track, and just listen to my voice, okay?
Left.
Right curb.
Straighten up. Left curb.
Great. Well done.
Keep listening to my voice. Good.
Now you're at the Materassi, okay?
We know it well.
Left, right. Keep it like that.
Now, gently, give it a bit of gas.
Good. Now, start to open it up.
That's it.
Let me hear you open it up a bit. Don't be scared.
I'm here. I'll tell you what to do. Casanova-Savelli.
Stay on the curb a bit.
Give it some gas. Extend your lead. That's it. Good.
We've got the two Arrabbiata now. Right curb.
One degree on the steering wheel, then left curb. Come on.
Let it roll, let it roll like that.
Nice, Blu. Well done!
Where are the others?
Don't worry about it. It's just you and me.
You've only got the Bucine left.
Brush the right curb.
Hold it steady! This is the last one.
We're almost there! Straighten up the wheel!
Hold the steering wheel straight ahead!
Hold it steady.
Hold it steady! This is the last one!
Straight ahead, Blu! You did it, Blu! Well done!
Today, at Mugello, we witnessed an unprecedented race.
Paolo Ferri of Alpha Blaze was crowned as national GT champion,
but Blu Venturi conquered an unthinkable second-place finish,
a feat that will be etched in our memory.
Let's be honest. She's this year's moral winner!
Hey!
-Well? -What a comeback!
Are you okay?
It's not as if I won the championship.
You've done a lot more than that.
Next year, we'll kick all your asses, okay?
I'll let you celebrate, but then we're off to the clinic.
You go to the clinic.
I can see perfectly. I see you're still a pain in the ass.
Get out of here. You'll make me grow old.
You were amazing!
I don't know how you did it.
I have a great team of nutcases.
I wish I had a team like that.
I can put in a good word for you.
Alberto Naska! A round of applause! A well-deserved third place for him!
What flowers did you bring me?
I think I like sunflowers.
Stay with me.
Second place for Blu Venturi! The emotion is palpable!
Let's be clear, it's a second place that feels like gold.
Like winning against all odds.
And now, the winner of this GT Championship!
First place goes to Paolo Ferri!
Paolo Ferri has shown great strategy and incisiveness during the championship!
Well done! You did it!
A huge round of applause for these drivers, who have blessed us
with an incredible season of the Italian GT Championship!
She’s there because you stayed with her.
Our girl made history today, didn't she?
Maybe now we can move on.
She's not as bad as she seems.
So, how was this number 17?
A jerk, but brilliant!
-But he's changed a lot. -No, no.
He's still a jerk.
Now, he's ready to look ahead.
Is he?
Well, what's up?
Benini.
When she told you she was pregnant,
how did you know it wasn't yours?
-Ms. Dionisi? -Yes?
Owner of the SC17 team?
Yes, what's going on?
We need to question you, felon Blu Venturi, and one Arturo Benini.
You're under investigation for a robbery at the port of Ravenna.
Finish your champagne, then come over to the station with us.
All right.
Subtitle translation by: Valentina Munaro