The third law of thermodynamics states that it is impossible to reach the absolute zero of temperature by means of any finite sequence of operations.
Absolute zero is the lower limit of temperature
nothing colder can exist.
No material body can reach absolute zero, neither can energy.
At absolute zero everything is static, motionless, immobile. As if it were dead.
CHAIN REACTIONS
Absolute zero
Hey... hi!
- Long time no see! - Hi!
Silvia here are you. You must coming upstairs quickly because police almost arriving!
- The police? - Da!
That girl many things she must hiding.
Chiara?
Would you mind going outside a minute, please?
Thank you.
- Please, take a seat! - No, thank you. I don't have much time.
Have you found Laura?
We don't know yet. For the moment it's a matter of a woman found dead in the marina in Genoa.
She had no documents but she did have a mobile phone which turns out was in the name of Laura Logiudice.
I have some photos with me, if you feel up to having a look at them.
Oh my god... I dunno...
Yes, of course.
- Is it her? - No... it isn't Laura.
Are you sure about that? It seemed as if you know her. Please look closer.
Yes, yes I'm sure. I don't know who this woman is. But how did she die? How come she had my aunt's mobile on her?
It's too early to say; we're waiting for the forensics report.
The mobile phone may have been stolen, or perhaps your aunt is in some sort of trouble.
Ok, thanks.
- Please keep me informed. - Of course.
How are things with the girls?
Which girls?
The girls! The girls...
Fantastic. Well, I won't waste any more of your time. Please, I'll let myself out.
For mercy's sake...
Hi mum. You'll never guess what's just happened...
Oh Silvia, just the person I wanted. Do you know what dear little Chiara does all day?
No, I don't know, and I'm not interested. I called you for another reason.
Well, you ought to be interested, you really should.
It's just as well. I'm here to take care of things.
Yes, just as well, mum!
The young lady spends all her time lying around revealing herself on park benches... Oh, that really hurts!
Oh mother. Don't be so melodramatic!
No dear. I'm just having my wax done.
Anyway, just so as you know, the girl certainly didn't come to Turin just for you
but for that dirty, dishevelled boyfriend with whom she smooches around on park benches.
All right mum, so she's here because of a boy and not because of a cousin she hardly even knows!
normal girl, in other words. At last, some good news.
Now, could I possibly just tell you the reason why I called? Are you listening? It's important.
Very well, go on. I'm listening.
The police have just been here.
They showed me some photos of a woman who was found dead and who might have been Laura.
Heavens above! And was it her?
No, fortunately. But it could have been, get me? What will we do if... ?
I've got to go, mum. I'll call you later.
Chiara, how long have you been there?
Chiara, wait!
Chiara, I don't know how much you heard of what I was saying to Auntie
but...
I mean, you and I have to talk.
I've got nothing to say.
Chiara, please. We can't carry on like this.
What do you mean, "carry on"? As far as I can see, nothing's ever started.
SMS from Alessia Novelli
See what I mean?
You're right. It's my fault.
But it's not too late, is it? Let's just try a... sort of experiment in communication, shall we?
What d'you think? What is it that makes you so pissed off all the time? Is it me?
Everything! Everything pisses me off.
My mother clearing off like that God knows where, my sister and her stupid drawings
my aunt who spies on me everywhere, that mad cow Olga and her stinking Soviet delicacies.
And you...
I thought you were normal.
A bit of a dork perhaps, but normal.
Instead...
Instead what?
Not normal because I haven't got a husband, kids and a maxi flatscreen?
Not normal because I like women?
Well, y'know what? You're not completely normal yourself, if it comes to that.
You steal... you spend more time lying down than standing up
you've got secret boyfriends...
But I'm 17! I'm allowed not to be normal.
Yeah, well I want to be allowed to be like that, too. You can give much, can't you?
Ok, you win. You can carry on not being normal.
Thank you.
But what about you?
Do you want to carry on being pissed off with the whole world?
Isn't there anything that would make you feel a bit better?
Dunno. Haven't really thought about it.
Something you'd really like to do.
- Yeah, well there is one thing actually. - Oh!
- Something that would really make me feel good. - Great! And what's that?
Playing the drums.
Uhhmm...
Yes, well, why not!
On one condition.
I knew there was a catch.
You take music lessons.
Once a teacher, always a teacher.
Ok, Silvia, I'm up for it.
Listen, Chiara.
Do I really seem such a dork?
Yeah, Silvia, near enough.
Alessia Novelli You're beautiful and unpredictable like a picnic at Christmas
Me too, I think you are...
If I could...
It's been calculated that a human being produces 5,740 words a day.
But... how many of these get lost?
They leave our lips, from lack of courage.
How many of them change the course of our lives?