01x03 - The Beast

[bunniefuu]

[atmospheric choral music plays]

PARIS 1987

[man] Put the plant there.

That's it. Forward, come closer.

- Forward.
- Okay.

Closer.

Push it. There.

Cover his d*ck.

Excuse me.

What kind of plant is that?

A ficus.

I thought we said a fig leaf?

Have you ever seen Adam with a ficus?

Go on, leave.

[director sighs]

What's your name?

Rocco Tano.

Tano, you look amazing among the plants.

Okay?

Okay, listen.

Eve arrives

and seduces you.

Seduces.

And while you're embracing her,

the ficus leaf

moves, and the serpent appears.

[laughs]

Eh? Okay?

- [Rocco] Okay.
- Uh... take a look around for a bit.

Great. Amazing. It's... It's...

Open your eyes.

- [camera clicks]
- Yes!

That's it! You're wild!

Eve is coming.

Get closer, get closer.

That's very good.

Yes, that's it.

That's it.

- Yes.
- Patrick!

But he's already hard!

Stop, stop!

[man chuckling]

What the hell is this?

Seriously, where did you find this guy?

This is a soft sh**t.

This man is just a wild animal.

I don't want animals on my set.

Hey, look, I'm really sorry, Mr. Supersex.

I didn't think it'd be a problem
if I got hard.

Stop calling me that. Don't be an assh*le.

Do you know how difficult it is to get
hard and perform in front of the camera?

Give Rocco the address for tomorrow.

For...?

- You're sure?
- Yeah, yeah.

Just bring some cool
clothes tomorrow for your scene.

Scene? What scene?

[chuckles] What scene?

Tomorrow. Later.

Later.

[thunder rumbling]

[rain pattering]

[door shuts]

Did he return?

No.

[clears throat]

What are you staring at?

Everyone says this city is so beautiful.

It seems like
more of a sh*thole to me, though.

[clears throat]

Why don't you stay here tonight?

- Yeah, yeah, whatever.
- No, I'm serious.

Then what do you want from me?

Nothing.

If you want, I'll make soup for you.

If you don't want anything,
then why pay me?

What's wrong with your stomach?

It's late.

Rocco, I miss the sea so much.

["Je ne veux pas rentrer chez moi suele"
by Agathe & Regrets playing]

Can I just watch instead?

Here, everyone does what they want.

So have fun.

[moaning]

[song ends]

Tommy?

[door shuts]

It'll be dawn soon.

He'll come back.

Where are you going
with all these ironed shirts?

[Rocco clears throat]

I met Pontello.

At 106.

Mr. Supersex.

And?

He asked me to make a movie.

You have his favorite shirt.

What do you think... of me making a movie?

We are who we are.

[pounding on door]

- Hey, hey! Wait, wait!
- Don't move! Don't move!

- Put your hands on the table!
- Turn around!

- Search the place.
- Relax. Relax. Relax.

[man 1] I'll take the left.

[man 2] All clear, Captain.

Rocco Tano. It's someone else.

Tommaso Del Signore.
Where is Tommaso Del Signore?

- I don't know!
- [man 3] All clear.

[Lucia] What's happening?

What's happening?

A taxi driver was k*lled in Marseille,
during a robbery.

A taxi driver?
What's that's got to do with... Ow!

- Shut up, whore! Let us ask the questions.
- Hey!

- Come on!
- I said stay here!

Tell him to report to the police.
Otherwise, we'll come looking again.

Ow!

[groans]

You okay?

Come on.

["Le Banana Split" by Lio plays]

Rocco, you beast!

You're here. How are you?

Good. Good.

We haven't even started,
and you already got wood?

[both laugh]

Come with me.

- Gabriel, we're ready.
- Yeah.

- Uh, go over there.
- Yeah.

And watch me.

Action!

[woman moaning]

[atmospheric choral music plays]

[man grunting]

[moaning intensifies]

Gabriel, finish in ten seconds.

Nine, eight, seven,

six, five,

four, three,

two, one.

[man and woman moaning]

[shuddering]

[moans]

[sighs]

[director] Stop!

Wonderful, Gabriel, Wonderful.

- Let's do Christoph now.
- No, no, wait, do Rocco now.

- Uh, are you sure?
- Yeah, it'll be fine. Don't worry.

It'll remind you
of sh**ting your first film.

Well, if you say so.
Rocco, ready in ten minutes, okay.

We'll sh**t scene 27.

- Seriously?
- After. After.

- Are you joking?
- [man] Let's see your clothes.

- Huh?
- Your clothes.

We don't usually have any clothes
for the extras. So we'll have to make do.

Um, this one?

Hmm? Huh?

- Yeah, that works.
- Works?

- Go change, over there.
- Thanks. Thanks.

- Are you nervous?
- A bit.

Yeah? I was nervous, too,
with my first film.

- Don't worry, Rocco.
- Okay. Alright.

Some advice?

Talk to one of the girls over there,
and ask them to help you out. Alright?

Get one of them to blow you,
right until they're ready for you,

and... [whistles]

- Oh.
- You'll be great.

- Okay.
- Okay?

- Okay.
- Do it.

[man] Ready in five.

Yeah. Thanks, Christoph.

Don't worry.

[sniffing]

What the f*ck...

[spritzing]

[door slides open]

- Excuse me.
- Yes?

Is there, uh, someone to...?

Uh...

Marceline!

[sniffs]

Is that women's perfume?

[both chuckle]

[sniffs]

Marceline? Hi. Rocco.

Uh, go ahead.

[sighs]

[director] Action.

[woman moans]

[Rocco grunts]

- [panting]
- [grunting]

[Rocco grunts]

[director] What?

- He came already!
- Hmm.

- [director] What? He came?
- I'm sorry.

[director] The hell?

Nice surprise! This is the Italian man
who can f*ck forever?

[Pontello] I don't understand.

- Sorry. I was too ready. I'm sorry.
- [actress] Like f*cking a teenage boy!

- What?
- Too ready. Five...

- Five minutes.
- [babbling]

Get out! Get off my set.

- Go on!
- [actress] What a waste of time. My God!

- I'm done. I'm leaving!
- Wait, Michel...

Listen. I swear, I don't get it.

I don't have time for this inexperience.

- It's not inexperience.
- The day is f*cked.

- [Pontello] No, it's not f*cked...
- m*therf*cker.

Don't look at me.

- Why?
- You know why.

It's your d*ck, not mine.

f*ck you, Christoph.

Ready when you are, Michel.

Let's go. [claps]

Rocco!

Come here.

Mr. Pontello, I'm sorry.

I'm mortified.

No, you're not.
You just don't give a sh*t.

You just came here for a quick f*ck.
Is that it?

No. No, no, no. It was Christoph.
He really f*cked me over in there.

This job is really important to me.

The problem isn't
with some f*ck gone tragically wrong.

You're not ready.

That beast isn't down there.

It's right here.
And you haven't mastered it.

If you tell me not to come for an hour,

I won't come for an hour.

Tell me to sh**t in five seconds,

and you can bet your damn ass that
I'll absolutely sh**t in five seconds.

Does the beast understand?

Rocco, you made me look like
a piece of sh*t, you know that?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Get out of here.

[gentle music playing]

[Rocco] The d*ck is a thought.

I wasn't ready for soft p*rn,
but I wasn't ready for hard p*rn either.

There was nothing
someone like me was ready for.

And yet, I felt like everything
I'd ever wanted was there.

p*rn was where I should be.

But I didn't yet know how to get there.

Mom, why are you crying?

[Carmela] It's Claudio's anniversary.

[sniffles]

Thank you for calling, Rocco.

Yeah, sure. Of course.

Thank you for the money
you sent for Mass too.

Father Graziano read
that beautiful passage from Psalms.

You should've been a priest, Rocco.

With your presence,
imagine how you would've read it.

Yes... Mom, don't cry too much, though.

- [sighs]
- Okay?

- Rocco?
- Yeah?

Rocco, don't leave Tommaso on his own.

- He's fragile.
- Don't worry, Mom.

Thank goodness you two are together.
Always stay close to each other, okay?

Yes.

Do you hear me?

Bye, Mom.

- Remember what I said.
- Okay. I will.

[receiver clatters]

[sighs]

Ah, f*ck.

[sighs]

[keys clatter]

- Hey.
- Hey.

Is he back?

No. I wasn't even sure
you'd come back too.

How do I get rid of semen?

[chuckles softly]

- Some baking soda and water.
- Huh.

- [chuckles softly]
- Okay.

Oh, what did the doctor say?

What? Is... Is it bad news?

A baby boy.

I'll make soup, okay?

Hm.

- [Lucia] You'd even ironed it.
- [Rocco] That's right.

They made fun of you?

[both chuckle]

Was it that bad? Come on.

It was so bad. So bad.

They kept on saying, "Go. Go, Rocco!"
after I'd already finished.

I was so embarrassed. It was terrible.

Wait, it hurts.

- Don't make me laugh.
- I'm serious. Don't laugh.

Why do you want to do it?

Because I like it.

[chuckles softly] Since when?

I knew you were watching us
when you were a kid.

[gentle music plays]

I enjoyed being watched like that.

You don't have to go.

Especially now, with the baby,
you mustn't go there anymore.

You have to tell him.

I must go out tonight.

I guess it isn't nice
having a mother like me.

Of course it is.

He's lucky that he's inside you.

[both chuckle softly]

Well... I meant... [chuckles]

Tell me, does that girl get soup too?

It's the first time in my life
anyone's made soup for me.

How is it?

[sniffles]

[coughing]

[sighs]

[music turns tense]

Tommy.

You're still here in my home?

Do I look like an assh*le to you?

Or like some girl
waiting for you on a street corner?

No. No.

What do I look like to you?

Answer me, assh*le!

Hm?

What do I look like?

Answer me!

- You f*cking rat.
- I'm sorry.

- I'll buy you another one, Tommy.
- With whose money?

Mine?

You're telling me?

- You're sorry?
- [panting]

- Tommy.
- What did your mother used to say?

"Before dawn,
you'll betray me three times, Peter."

How many times you gonna betray me? Huh?

Stop, Tommy! Stop.

- I'm sorry.
- Do I look like Jesus Christ?

- No. No, no. No.
- Do I look like Jesus Christ?

Hm?

What do I look like, you f*cking rat?
What do I look like? Tell me!

- Let go.
- No.

No. [grunts]

I gave you the world... and you spit
in my face and go off with those faggots?

- No, they're...
- Hm?

- They're not faggots, Tommy.
- You telling me I don't know?

I know everything. I know
everything that goes on in this city.

- So now they're your heroes? Are they?
- Hey, Tommy. What are you doing?

Stop, you're going to k*ll him. [grunts]

If I don't k*ll him, the Corsicans will!

Tommy, that's enough.

[Lucia gasps]

[both panting]

What the f*ck you doing here at this hour?

I didn't feel well.

Oh. Poor little thing.

I didn't feel so good yesterday,

but I still did
what had to be f*cking done!

You stayed in bed. Is that right? Huh?

Dinner in bed? Huh?

Rocco made me soup.

Huh.

Huh.

[chuckling]

[sniffles, sighs]

What the f*ck did you say?

- Huh?
- Soup.

Soup? [scoffs]

- No!
- [grunting]

Tommaso! Leave her alone!

Leave her alone.
It's my fault. It's my fault.

It's my fault. Come here.

- This is my wife.
- [groans]

She's my woman. Are we clear?

You don't go near my wife.
You don't speak to my wife!

I know.

- Understand?
- Mm-hm.

- Huh?
- Yes.

What the f*ck were you doing
in my bedroom? Huh?

[Rocco groans]

Did you... did you f*ck my wife?

[Rocco] What the f*ck
are you talking about?

What are you saying?

- Are you f*cking my wife when I go out?
- What are you saying?

- Huh?
- Listen...

Nothing is yours here.

- Huh?
- Listen...

- Understand?
- Yes. Yes. Yes.

You have nothing. You are nothing.

[panting]

- Is that why you didn't come to Marseille?
- No.

- It was so you could f*ck her?
- What the f*ck are you saying, Tommy?

What the f*ck were you doing
in my wife's bedroom?

Nothing.

Nothing.

[Tommy grunts]

Look at me. Hey.

- [Tommy shudders]
- Look at me. Look at me.

- Look at me.
- [Tommy crying]

You f*cked my wife.

[crying] You f*cked my wife.

[Tommy sobbing]

- [Rocco chokes]
- You f*cked her, didn't you?

- You f*cked her.
- [Rocco wheezing]

[Lucia] Tommaso...

Tommy!

[Rocco coughs]

- Tommy!
- [grunts]

- Tommaso.
- [Rocco coughing]

- Get up.
- [Rocco gasping]

I'm ready.

Look at me. I'm ready.

[both breathing heavily]

[music builds intensity]

Take... Take me to Pigalle.

Take me to Pigalle.

That's a beautiful dress.

Beautiful dress.

[thunder rumbles]

[rain pattering]

What's wrong?

Nothing.

What's wrong with you?

We're having a baby boy.

[sniffs]

You're pregnant?

[sniffs]

And with my baby boy?

Hm.

[Tommy chuckles softly]

[chuckling] We didn't come here
to be servants.

Rocco just needs to go.

I don't want him staying at our house.

["Holland" by Novo Amor playing]

♪ Hollow to the touch ♪

♪ Make mischief at your best ♪

♪ I'd follow at the cuff ♪

♪ Fake belief and rest ♪

♪ With frozen feet, I'll move ♪

♪ The winter brings anew ♪

♪ Though shallow in my shoes ♪

♪ Left Holland bruised ♪

[panting]

Please forgive me.

Please forgive me.

[breathing heavily]

[song fades out]

- [sighs]
- [coins clink]

[clears throat]

- [sniffs]
- [line ringing]

Hi, Ma.

[Carmela] Rocco!
Thank goodness you called.

Why? What's going on?

Your brother, Antonio.
He can't leave the house anymore.

He says the Gypsies are going to k*ll him,
and they'll do what they did to Claudio.

Why?

Probably the girl.

They grabbed him yesterday.
Claudio's anniversary.

They said that
he'd been with Zoran's girlfriend.

Tell Tommaso he needs to b*at him up.

[somber music builds slowly]

[Rocco] I don't know
why I was there again.

I know that when you're looking
for something in life,

you always have to go back
to where you came from.

There he is.

[grunting]

[grunting]

[man] Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

[grunts]

[grunting, groaning]

[soundscape slows and muffles]

[music fades]

[atmospheric choral music plays]

[panting softly]

[breathing heavily]

[heartbeat thumping]

[gasping]

[music fades out]

[monitor beeping slowly]

Tommy.

Why are you here, Tommy?

Those m*therf*ckers are gonna pay.

Don't worry.

No.

Those bunch of Gypsies
had nothing to do with this.

I just fell off the bike.

What f*cking bike? Hm?

There's gonna be fireworks tonight. Hm.

[Rocco] No, Tommy.

No, Tommy!

Tommaso. Tommy!

Ma, you can't let him.

- He won't talk to me, Rocco.
- For f*ck's sake.

Antonio, help me out of this.

- Rocco, no...
- Get me out of this f*cking thing.

Let's go! Get me out of this!

[somber music playing]

- [man 1] Come on, I'm telling you.
- [man 2] Alright, I'm all-in.

- Got it.
- [man 3] All-in.

[man 1] All-in.

[man 2] All-in?

- [man 4] Do I have to draw?
- [man 2] You're locked until next round.

[man 4] Got ya.

[tense music builds slowly]

- [man 2] Alright, everyone in?
- [man 1] Gimme one more card.

All I need is one card.

[man 2] Alright, then.

Let's see.

[man 1] Hey! Hey!

[all clamoring]

[man 2] Take it easy, take it easy!

[man 3] Hey!

[man 2] Whoa, whoa, whoa!

[intense music builds]

- Antonio!
- Hey, Tommy.

Rocco's in there. On his own.

Ah. Well done, Rocco.

- Let him deal with it.
- Tommy, he's gonna be k*lled.

Did you come here alone?

Why'd you come here anyways?

Because of your brother?

[Tommy] Rocco either dies today...

or he becomes a man.

Give me that.

Give it here.

[tense music fades slowly]

I respect this young man's courage.

We respect this man.

[men overlapping] We respect this man.

[metal door creaking]

[panting]

[Antonio] Rocco!

- Hey!
- Oh. You Alright?

Leave, Antonio.

- Did you sh*t yourself? [laughs]
- f*ck you, Tommaso.

- I could have been k*lled.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Well done. Well done.

Be happy you're alive.

[chuckling]

You show them your d*ck
while you were in there?

[all laughing]

Did Tommaso go with you?

No, Mom. Rocco went on his own.

Yeah. Tommaso was there.

Claudio and Tommaso
both always liked this sauce.

[dish clatters]

[footsteps departing]

- She treat him well, that girl?
- Lucia?

Yeah, she treats him well.

That slut took my strongest boy away.

Why is she a slut? Hm?

- Because she's out at night?
- [Carmela scoffs]

- I go out at night too.
- What are you saying, Rocco?

That's totally different.
Totally different for you.

But why?

Because the night is for men.

The whole town knew what she was like.

Everyone talked about her.

You better get used to it.

Everybody gossips.

They'll also talk about me.

Mom.

You know there's always
a place for you here, Tommy.

I'm not on my own.

We're having a baby.

Another Del Signore?

[trunk slams]

A Tano. [inhales]

He'll be with his dad.

And who's to say that's you?

- [Tommy panting]
- [Carmela grunting softly]

You're not my mother.

Bitch.

- [somber music plays]
- [car door opens and shuts]

["Fade to Grey" by Visage playing]

[glasses clink]

- Rocco.
- Ah, my love.

Where have you been, Rocco?

I was at home.

- In Italy?
- Yeah.

- [chuckles lightly]
- And how are you?

Doing good.

I missed you here, though.

[chuckles softly]

[indistinct chatter]

Do you know who she is?

That's Thérésa, the queen of p*rn.

[man 1] That's her.

- [man 2] Is that right?
- [man 1] It has to be.

Very famous.

What'd you say?

Are you always so good-looking?

Mm? [chuckles]

♪ We fade to grey ♪

♪ We fade to grey ♪

It's true. If you look at her, she...

[panting]

♪ We fade to grey ♪

[panting]

[moaning, panting]

[both grunting]

[soundscape slows and muffles]

[grunting]

[laughing]

[song ends]

[Tommy] You're so beautiful.

[chuckles]

You're so, so beautiful.

My son.

Can you hear Papa?

Nothing.

Try again.

Hey, it's Tommaso, your father!

I'm your father, understand?

He doesn't understand sh*t. [chuckles]

[chuckles softly]

He moved.

He moved, Lucia!

[chuckling]

Maybe he can hear.

Sure, he can hear you.

So he knows I'm a piece of sh*t?

You are a shining knight.

[chuckles softly]

[Christoph] You see him sweating?

- Yeah. Yeah, a bit.
- Oh, it was horrible.

[laughing] It was horrible.

- Just tell me you're not going to, uh...
- I'm not sure.

I like him.

Yeah, why?

I think he has that something special.

ENTRANCE

[Pontello] Everything alright?

- Aren't you tired?
- [chuckling]

- No?
- No.

[chuckling]

I'm going to Rome in the next two days,
doing a film in Italy.

Come with me.

Yeah?

- You're a lucky guy.
- Yes.

Wow! Fifty.

- [door opens]
- [bell jingles]

[Tommy] Hey, Rocco,
biggest d*ck in the world!

Hey, Tommy.

This joint is practically mine.

I'll promote you.

The, uh, chef needs to be replaced.

Pasta with mussels is crap.

Oh, really?

What's up? You want to tell me something?

Don't send Lucia to Pigalle anymore.

You come here and tell me...
how I should treat my wife?

Love can keep you awake at night.

It kept me awake.

I always saw her... naked.

With Michelino... and the others.

If she wants to f*ck,
she can f*ck in the street.

She can bring in the cash,
without feeling everything.

But when she's at home,
she's the one with me.

I sleep right next to Lucia.

Quite relaxed.

Got me?

No.

No? You don't understand your brother?

So that f*gg*t is teaching you
how to get by?

I figured that out on my own, Tommy.

[chair scrapes]

What happened?

Did you suddenly become a man?

- I'm leaving, Tommy.
- Huh.

To make films.

Well, off you go.

Go and make films.

You can forget about me and Lucia.

Go! And never return!

Or you'll be a dead man!

[sad music playing]

[bell jingles]

[Rocco] Lucia.

What are you doing here?

What do you want?

I'm leaving.

It's for the best. You should never have
stayed in our house in the first place.

You should leave.

Wanna take me away?

Where to?

You wanna take your brother's wife away?

Tommaso loves me.

So this is love, then?

Yes.

You know how much he suffers.

Lucia, he almost k*lled us.

That look of yours
is k*lling me right now.

You know, you make me feel
like a whore more than anyone.

This is the life I chose.

And Tommaso... is the only real thing in it.

When he's a father, he'll understand.

Just you wait.

He'll... he'll find peace.

And if he doesn't?

- Hey, handsome?
- Yeah?

It's 30 francs to dream.

Let's go, then.

Safe travels, Rocco.

[sad music continues]

[sniffs]

[music fades out]

Did he go because
we're not blood brothers?

You're blood-related.
That's why you let him go.

[sighs softly]

You're not going to Pigalle anymore.

[classical organ music playing]

[music stops]

MUSIC SCHOOL: AUDITION REGISTRATION FORM
CANDIDATE: SYLVIE LANTEIGNE

- [synth music plays]
- [woman moaning]

[Pontello] Fantastic Moana,
listen to my plea.

Experience my passion.

It's wonderful.

Sublime!

Feel what I feel.

Feel it too, I beg you.

I beg you. I beg you

Moana!

MEN - STUNNING EXCLUSIVE
MOANA POZZI, RED HOT!!

Stop! Perfect.

ROME 1987

Okay?

Later. Later. Later.

Rocco, come here.

This is Riccardo,
a director friend of mine.

His p*rn star agency
is the biggest in Italy.

No, honey. No, listen.

I promise, the d*ck will enter slowly.

You mustn't worry, my darling.

Yeah! I promise. Just relax.
It will be a peaceful journey. Huh?

- [Pontello] Riccardo!
- Yeah. Goodbye.

I'm on set. I'm needed, honey.

Gabriel, my friend.

Is this him?

Italian, 100%.

Nice to meet you.

Pleased to have you as...
one of the best men of Eros.

[chuckles]

Your face is beautiful.

[Rocco chuckles]

You two are a match.

Honey? Honey, come here.

This is Moana.

Hi. Moana.

Rocco.

[Riccardo] Rocco, I'm not looking
for hard dicks and holes.

I'm looking for
the revolutionary strength of Eros.

Do you know what Eros is, Rocco?

[atmospheric music playing]

It's the primary power of sex
that we call love.

[Rocco] The primary power of sex
that we call love.

Of course I knew that power.

It was in the bull.

In Lucia on her bicycle.

In my mother's sacred eyes.

In my pants.

In my pants.

In my pants.

That was the first time
that someone had called it love.

[Riccardo] Good, Rocco! Good, Rocco!

Desire her, Rocco! Desire her!

Make me dream of your desire.

Well done! Good, Rocco!

Good, divine!

- [cork pops]
- [cheering]

[cheers and laughter]

[man] Let's go!

So, the midwife reaches for the scissors,
and she's about to cut

what she says is the umbilical cord.

That girl was about to cut my d*ck off.

[laughter]

That's right.
It was as long as the umbilical cord.

- There it is.
- That's right.

- That's not true.
- Yes, it's true. It's completely true.

It's a f*cking true story!

[laughing]

I think it's just something
that we're f*cking born with. Y'know?

Except we're not linked by our cords,
but by our dicks.

[Rocco] Our dicks, yeah.

[glasses clink]

You were great today. Honest.

You beast.

- I wanna see how long.
- Oh, just leave him be.

- Why is that?
- Because it's his party. So just leave it.

How long what?

He's asking how long it takes you
to jerk off and come.

[chuckling]

- Ten seconds?
- [Pontello] Ten? That's impossible.

His d*ck will catch fire!
That's what'll happen. I'm telling you.

So, let it burn.

[chuckling]

For real?

No, Rocco.
Don't do it if you don't want to.

[silverware clinking]

No, I'll do it.

- You will?
- Yeah. Yeah, I'll do it.

You'll do it?

Better watch and learn, Christoph.

[guests exclaiming and laughing]

[man] Ooh.

[operatic music plays]

So long.

Ten seconds!

[all] Nine! Eight!

Seven!

[Rocco panting]

Six!

Five!

Four!

[Rocco] Every power is an enigma.

It can shine light on you
or throw you into the shadows.

Three!

But only when you know your limits
and have the courage to overcome them...

Two!

...can you dominate it.

[grunts]

[man] The one that looks
like Alain Delon in Borsalino?

[Pontello] Oh yeah! Yeah!

Ah sh*t, what's his name again
in the film? It's...

Yes! Ladies and gentlemen,
this is Rocco Siffredi!

- [Riccardo] To Rocco Siffredi!
- [man] Alright!

[cheers and applause]

[operatic music continues]

A SERIES LOOSELY BASED
ON ROCCO SIFFREDI'S LIFE

[music fades out]