Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[answering machine beeps]

[Patrizia] Do you like my hair?

[Patrizia] I don't think our guests mind.

And that bitch of a wife promised to help me.

[shouting] Tell me where he is?

[man 3 speaking Italian]

♪ Heaven knows ♪

Well, that looks great on you.

Konichiwa, Mr. Gucci.

There is someone.

[sobbing] Where is he right now?

[Paolo] You're always brushing me off.

Maurizio and his father, no?

- Are you okay? - Si, si.

[Domenico] You'll have to pay inheritance tax.

Actually, be a little scared.

It looks like it's given up.

[Patrizia] New York.

I'm glad it wasn't a boy.

- Jenny. - ...with a pound of gelato cioccolato...

You don't touch anybody.

"and it is an American who has put Gucci far and away in the front of fashion."

I don't hate you...

[Rodolfo chuckles]

Where did you get that shoe?

You may remember a film, The Ancestor?

Elizabeth Taylor.

He's not the problem?

Oh. A small wedding gift.

Like Maurizio's mother.

is people who steal just for ego.

- Listen... - It's just...

You have to be more specific.

Hey, try the carpaccio. It melts in your mouth.

Gucci will pay for it.

Oh, really? Which store?

The purchase of countless cars

Leave them with us.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

You have many qualities.

And they're rich.

But... there is a slight complication.

Yeah. Where did you get 'em?

Don't let them take it.

I do not have a job, but I...

I've spoken to everybody. Nobody wants to...

No, of course not. You're not interrupting.

It took you fucking long enough.

[Aldo] They're not fake, by the way.

I'll talk to you about it tomorrow, all right? I'm busy here.

for your 50% stake in Gucci.

Fernando Reggiani.

- Don't... - Don't...

Good night, Patrizia.

I liked your Patrizia.

My grandfather Guccio was a bellhop in London.

Six is all I'm willing to do.

[woman] It was a name that sounded so sweet,

This is what you want?

- Can you dance salsa? - Of course I can.

♪ Mucho mistrust Love's gone behind ♪

It has caressed the necks of all the world's beauties.

- You shut your fucking mouth. - You shut your mouth.

Okay, I can try.

who makes their fortune

[groans softly]

I'm like a rush of water.

I'm tired of being held back.

Gucci is my name too.

Maybe we can spend some time together.

[Patrizia laughs]

Well, don't be disappointed

But he's my idiot.

Who is hiding in there?

The half that belongs to your uncle and your cousin.

I'm afraid I did not, sir.

[Patrizia crying]

Oh, it's good to see you.

- [Patrizia] Sit. - Oh, no.

We have nothing more to say at this moment.

Well, I can't speak for Maurizio.

you're urgently needed in accounting.

Well, you know...

Compromise her.

I'm a grandfather?

♪ Happy birthday, dear Aldo ♪

I'm scared to touch anything.

and Versace is a rock concert,

[Maurizio] Well, this is true.

Well, enjoy yourself.

Maurizio called from St. Moritz...

Your birthday, I would love that.

Don't pin Gucci's problems on me, okay?

[laughing] Oh, Maurizio. Don't catch on fire.

Why didn't you tell me?

We'll give you half now...

- And started a trade war. - No. I... No.

♪ Well, I guess It would be nice ♪

I'd rather not read my own obituary, no?

[woman speaks in other lanugage]

He worked for my father for ten years and he never questioned him.

How can I think about my line

I am the copyright.

- Hey, Patrizia. - And this is Alessandra.

Well, I like my cousin too.

- Excuse me. - Yes.

I love New York.

You know nothing about it?

Maurizio, we need to build a bridge

whatever happens between both of our companies,

Gucci is a very black hole of undeclared income.

- [Aldo] What do you want? - [Paolo] Because, I'm so sick of you ignoring me.

[upbeat music playing]

one count of failure to file a report of a foreign bank account,

That is how you get out of a stall.

[woman singing opera]

- No, no, no. - Come on!

[reporters clamoring]

[music playing on headphones]

Yeah, near the foot of Mount Fuji.

[Patrizia laughing]

Everybody, this is Patrizia.

He needs someone he can talk to,

- Ciao, Aldo. - Maurizio!

I need an espresso

I met her at a party.

Antiques worth billions, cars, paintings.

- Right. - De-Lorette.

- [Aldo] Bye. - Thanks for having us, Uncle.

It got too expensive.

Gucci world affairs coordinator.

No, it's a terrible line, and I...

I begged Maurizio to take me there for my 25th birthday.

["Baby Can I Hold You" playing]

[Domenico] Could be as high as 14 billion lire.

You can't erase yourself from the family portrait...

Patrizia, look at me.