Mario is now an
accomplished man, even if he is missing one last thing to
define himself happy: love! He is a very normal person, who
has lived a life on the edge, joining the American secret
services.
As in everything
he does, he was the best, and he believed it was the
fulfillment of his childhood dreams.
But sometimes,
dreams can turn into your worst nightmares. And, just like
it had happened to him in Italy a few years before already…
he is forced to flee… AGAIN!
A ghost from the past - Julien,
Mario's old companion - suddenly reappears and brings with him
a wonderful and unexpected surprise... Jr! But also a lot of
trouble for Mario who, in order to save him, is forced to ask
for help to his much “despised past”. A stranger saves Roberto
from a group of immigrants who wants to rob him. They become
friends immediately and he will be essential for Mario and
Roberto, helping them on several occasions, despite his
problems... and none of them imagine that thirty-one years
ago... Mario helps all the members of his second family to
find happiness again, he is happy. Two wonderful years… then
hell. Suddenly Mario loses everything. What he had fought for.
What he believed in. Roberto, who has sworn eternal love for
him, falls in love with a woman... he understands that he has
lost everything he has fought for. What he believed in. He
decides to go back to his “old life” spontaneously, to who he
considered more than a “friend”, without imagining that...
this time he is the “designated victim2. He is the one who is
at the center of a conspiracy, of a revenge that has been
harbored for years. And when the truth comes out, there's only
one solution:
Close that chapter definitively, without fear... without
remorse!
Interview with Nick (Niccolò)
When I was with my friends and saw them with their fathers, I
was a little envious of them. I wished my dad was there too,
to explain things to me, to talk to me, to teach me how to
ride a bike, to take me to the park to play. But it was only
when I was with the others that I had these thoughts. With a
clear mind, even if vaguely, I remembered that at night, while
I was sleeping, he would enter my room and talk to me, cry,
caress me. He told me he couldn't do it, he had to work to
keep his mind busy from bad thoughts, not to think about
people's wickedness. He always told me to do what my heart
told me to do, not to be envious, to always try to help
others. And he apologized for not being able to be a dad. It's
certainly not his fault if I feel attracted to men. This is a
thing you are born with, each of us has impulses. Compared to
many guys, I was lucky enough to be able to freely choose how
to behave in life. In others, a certain way of thinking has
been instilled in them. I believe that if everyone had a dad
like mine, there would be many more people happy with what
they do. When I met Guido, my first instinct was to make him
meet him. I wanted to share my joy with him. But I always
postponed. It didn't seem right to go up to him and tell him I
was happy when I saw how sad he always was. I never stopped
loving him, not even for a second. And I knew that he loved me
dearly too. He just couldn't show it. Even when he discovered
us that evening, even while he was hitting me, I knew that
those punches, those kicks, it was as if he was doing it to
himself, that he didn't want to hit me. That he didn't want to
hurt me. Then Mario arrived and everything changed. I am
delighted with how happy my dad is now and today I can say
that I share something important with him, something that few
children can have in common with their parents: love, without
being bothered by people's comments. Mario is a role model for
me to follow, I would love to be like him and I will do
everything I can to be able to make him and my loved ones
proud of me. Thank you
Mario!