All language subtitles for (downloadrooz.in) Amarcord (1973)

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I REMEMBER

The puffballs!

“When the puffballs come,
then winter is almost gone.”

“When the puffballs soar,
then winter is no more.”

I've got the best one!

- Ciccio, let's go to the seashore.
- Look at this one!

In our town, the puffballs
arrive hand in hand with spring.

These are the sort of puffballs
that drift around,

soaring over the cemetery,
where all rest in peace,

soaring over the beachfront
and the Germans, newly arrived,

who don't feel the cold.

Drifting, drifting...

swirling...

swirling... swirling...

Drifting, drifting, drifting!

I'm the last of fourteen children.

By then my father had had enough,
so he called me Definitivo.

If he'd had enough sooner,
there'd have been one less chatterer.

Good evening.

See you in the square.

I've come for my sister.
Am I too early?

Your sister's here.

Fiorella, I'm all done.
Come in.

Ibetter calm you down,
you horny beast. What a body!

The bonfire's bigger
this year than last.

You going to the bonfire tonight?
What are you playing?

A brand-new tune I wrote.

Listen to this.

Now, Dad, we'll watch them
light the bonfire, then off to bed.

The doctor says
you must get to bed early.

The doctor's an asshole.
I'll go to bed when I want.

Then you'll end up in the hospital,
and this time I'll leave you there.

Blackheads! Numskulls!

Scram! That's my spot!

Creeps!

- Let me through!
- Listen to this one.

One father can take care
of 100 kids,

but 100 kids can't take care
of one father. That's the gospel truth.

- I want to set off a firecracker.
- Stay here!

Hey, Giudizio, catch!

I can, I command, I want!
Long live Giudizio!

Volpina,
have you made love today?

How many men did you service?

I bet you even dip a cock
in your morning coffee.

Here she is!

You're the greatest, Gradisca.
Greta Garbo's got nothing on you!

Let's go over there.

Ronald Colman, we're over here!

Giudizio, take this chair too.

Burn this one too.
Put it on top.

Set the old witch in it.

I'll stuff that chair down your throat!
Take it back home!

The old witch!

The old witch is here!

Let me marry her
before you burn her!

What are you looking at?

I wasn't looking, I swear.

Lay off!

Don't look.
You'll get too excited.

Bring the firecrackers!

Light the bonfire
and burn the old witch!

“Burn away, O witch so old.
Burn the winter and the cold.”

Here comes spring!

- I don't have a match.
- But your beloved has, my dear.

Long live the old witch!

Long live Giudizio!

I can, I command, I want!

Where's the ladder?

You want it? Take it!

Take it!

Hurry! I'm burning up!

In America I saw bonfires
300 feet high.

- When were you ever in America?
- My parents are American.

I'll break your neck!

You should hear what my father
can do with his ass!

Hurray for spring!

- It gives me a funny feeling.
- Yeah, me too.

But winter's dying
and spring is on its way.

I feel it all over me already!

Our respects, milord.
Our respects, ma'am.

Our respects to you,
little countess.

Drink a little.
It'll do you good.

Look, even your aunt's drinking.

Good old Lallo!
No one would know you're 60.

Look at that.
Your brother really is an asshole.

He's just a kid.

Now watch
the Malaysian tiger leap!

Watch it!

You'll catch it
when we get home!

- The heel came off.
- Then he'll have to do without one!

Where's that other
useless ass gone?

Ciccio, throw the big bang
on the fire!

What are you up to?
Off to bed with you!

I'll put you
in boarding school!

It's Scureza di Corpolb, “The Fart.”
Go to it, Scureza!

Bravo, Scureza!

The origins of this town
are lost in the mists of time.

In the municipal museum,
there are stone implements...

- All the best.
- My respects.

That date to prehistoric times.

I myself have found
some graffiti of great antiquity

in caves
on Count Lovignano's estate.

Be that as it may, the first date
we know for certain is 268 BC,

when this became a Roman colony
and the start of the Emilian Way.

[MI'. Lawyef]

That, too, is characteristic
of the irreverent nature of these people,

who bear Roman and Celtic blood
in their veins.

Theirs is an exuberant,
generous, tenacious nature.

The divine Dante,
Pascoli, D'Annunzio

and many others
have lauded this land,

and innumerable are its sons
who have contributed greatly

to art, science,
religion and politics.

Who is that?

You think you're funny,

but you're too cowardly
to show your face.

Show yourself.

Come out here
and I'll teach you a thing or two!

- Mr. Lawyer.
- Yeah, yeah.

Gentlemen!

What's all this?

- Shall we take our places?
- If you insist, headmaster.

But I never come out well
in pictures.

You boys in the back,
get up on the bench.

- What is it now, De Santis?
- It wasn't me, sir!

Aldina.

Look - it looks like you.

What's going on?

Gigliozzi!

Take your seat.

Put it down her back.

Hold it like that, please.

What is this?

A stone.

- Yes, but what is it?
- Lknow.

It's for a slingshot.
An elephant's testicle?

I'll tell you. It's a pendulum.

You've certainly all seen
a grandfather clock.

And how does it go?

Where did Tiberius retire to
upon giving up command of the empire?

Capri.

- When was Agrippina killed?
- 69 AD.

Why did you give me a zero?
Wasn't it 69?

It was 59 AD.

Are you sure?

What do you mean, am I sure?
It was 59 AD!

Damn it! I knew it!

You'll drive me crazy!
Get back to your seat!

Why couldn't it have been 69?

There will come a day

when a renewed Italy

will take to the field of battle
on her own behalf

and not to defend her soil for others,
with their weapons.

Being spirit, the Universal
becomes incarnate in the state

and cannot but enter
into the true nature of the church.

But this reconciliation between church
and state came about through a deity

who brought order
to members of church and state,

demanding iron discipline
and the right to intervene

in every aspect of individual life.

He is God's chosen son

because he has
the same power as the Father.

Then there is the Holy Spirit,
to be placed on the same level

as the Father and the Son.
Is that clear?

That is why God is one
and also a trinity.

Today we'll speak
of the great Giotto.

Whose balls exploded like this!

Do you know, boys and girls,

why Giotto is so important
in Italian painting?

I'll tell you:
Because he invented perspective.

Per-spec-tive!

Teacher, may I leave the room?
Bobo let a real stinker!

What's that?

You're crazy.

It's not true. I never fart.

- You do too.
- I do not.

Alboino...

signed the peace.

Gigliozzi, out!

This one isn't difficult.
Solve it.

Why did you stop?
You were doing fine.

What were you trying to do?

- Give me a clue.
- Pass it here.

Just think a moment.

X9 plus the square root of K3.

It's obvious!

Move over.
What have you done here?

We'll go through it together.
What's this here?

What's this here, I said.
You must know how to read.

- But I -
- Keep quiet!

X9 plus the square root of K3...

There's your answer.

X1 = 140.

X2 = 3/5ths of the total,
less the difference.

Is that clear?

What have you done?

Are you crazy?

Janitor!

- Greek is so beautiful, isn't it?
- You betcha.

It's so musical.

Emarpszamen. Repeat after me.

Quiet.

Quiet down, the rest of you.
Try it again.

- Teacher, could you be so kind -
- As to what?

Could I hear it again?

Certainly. Listen.

Careful with the tongue.

It has to go here,
against the palate.

Then spit it out.

Quiet.

Try once more.

You see? Greek is so difficult.

What did you do
with your tongue?

Don't stick it out so far.

- Like this?
- That's right.

- Back to your seat, damn it!
- I nearly had it that time.

- Whois that?
- It's Ciccio.

- Let me have that.
- Just one drag, okay?

Is it true Aldina tore up
yet another of your poems?

Yeah, but I've got another one.

“What a kind, gentle maiden
thou art, Aldina.

You set my heart beating
like a steam hammer.”

- it's so nice and warm outside.
- I prefer Aldina's mother.

I wonder who's down
on the beach this morning.

Fu Manchu!

Volpina!

Volpina, come here!

What are you doing here?

What do you want?

I lost my pussycat.

Really?

There are no cats around here.

Go on home now.

It's hot, isn't it?

Aren't you all hot?

She's an odd one, eh?

Be a good girl and run on home.

There are no cats here.

Hey, boss!

Mortar wrote another poem.

When do you manage
to write these poems?

Mortar, let the boss
hear your poem.

Let's hear it.

What's it called?

- “Bricks.”
- Good title.

“My grandfather made bricks.

My father made bricks.

I make bricks too,

but where's my house?”.

Very true. I get your point.

Quite right.
But I, too, was once a poor man,

and I gradually worked
my way up to master builder.

Things don't just fall in your lap.

You have to be patient.
You have to work.

With hard work, you can do it.
You have to work.

Aren't we working?

That's enough!

No drinking before the soup.

Not before the soup.
Is that engraved somewhere?

Your stomach will swell up.
I read it in the paper.

- Keep your hands to yourself!
- There's a spoon missing.

- Is it hot, Lallino?
- A little.

- Gimme a lot!
- You'll get your share.

Would you like some more, Lallo?
There's a little left.

- Has it got enough salt?
- Yes, Grandpa.

Gina, give Grandpa a little.
He's already eaten.

My father's father
was known as “Big Meat.”

He lived to be 107
and he was still doing it!

I can't take anymore.

So?

So when I was little, he taught me
to eat at 11:00 in the morning,

before the sun burns your head,

and at 4:00 in the afternoon.

Otherwise food is like poison

that gets into your blood.

Aren't you eating?

What did you do to your mother?

Nothing.

It's nothing they did!

Damn it all!

I get up at 4:00 a.m.
and slave away all day like a mule,

and when I come home for a crust
of bread, I find a bunch of long faces!

Now you won't have
to look at this one!

Ma'am, it's time
to take the water off the stove.

- What's the matter?
- Nothing!

- Then eat something!
- I don't want anything!

- Why not?
- Because I don't!

- Shut the door. It's cold.
- Just a minute.

I'm still convalescing.

- Who can that be at this hour?
- How would I know!

- Shall I go?
- Yes.

You think my fanny's
a good-luck charm?

Chicken always gets stuck
in my teeth.

Okay if I take a little more, Dad?

Hands off!

- Just a wing.
- I'll do the serving here.

Tell me, Miranda:
Did you put mint in this?

What do you mean, mint?
It's sage.

But you noticed something
was different, didn't you?

Lallino has a sensitive palate.

Gina! Who is it?

- Well?
- It's Mr. Biondi.

- Right when I'm eating!
- Isn't he the bishop's cousin?

Are you bottomless pits
or what?

Anyone would think
I never fed you!

- Uncle, watch.
- If your dad sees you!

Uncle, do that trick for us.

Come on, just once.

Look, Titta!

Bravo!

- Isn't that hard, Uncle?
- Well, you know...

Good wine, this Sangiovese.

By the way,
where were you last night?

Me? At the movies.

And what was showing?

The Americans were trying
to penetrate Comanche territory.

They built a bridge for the rail road,

but the Indians shot arrows at them.
It was a massacre!

I'll massacre you,
you little hooligan!

What's going on?

- I didn't do anything!
- Aurelio, leave him alone!

I'll put you in the hospital!

People are watching.

Starting tomorrow, no more school,
no more allowance!

He can start working with me!

- And how will you pay me?
- With a hammer in the face!

You have to tell me
who fathered this piece of shit!

At his age, I'd already
been working for three years!

Right, and you gave
all your money to Grandma!

That's enough now!
Come in and eat!

Hello.

Everyone in town laughs at us,
even the roosters.

- In my own home, I'll do as I please!
- Listen to His Royal Highness!

Give me your brother's plate.

- Where are you going with that?
- What did he do?

What did he do?
I'll show you what he did!

What did he do?

What did your brother do? Speak up!
I don't know!

This is Mr. Biondi's hat.
He was at the movies last night.

Just smell it.
Know who did that?

That delinquent son of yours.

He pissed over the balcony rail,
right on Biondi's head.

It cost me three bills!

I'm sure it was those juvenile
delinquents he hangs around with!

Enough!

Stop taking his side!
He's getting worse and worse!

They're a pair of little hoodlums!
You've brought them up wrong!

Then you do it!
Let's see how well you do!

I can't stand any more!
I'm going crazy!

I'm going mad!

I'll kill the whole lot of you!

I'll put strychnine in your soup!

That's what I'll do!

One, two, three...

- But I'll kill myself first!
- Good.

- Right now!
- Go ahead.

You'll see!
I'll kill myself first!

Uncle, look at Dad!

Why do these things happen to me?
What have I done?

Goddamn it all!

- Did you hurt yourself?
- What are you doing on the floor?

- Hey, man, avoid this one if you can.
- Not the hat!

Evening, headmaster.

- There's Gradisca!
- Where?

If you give the archbishop permission
to sell holy pictures in the schools,

I'm sure there'll be no need to -

When are you showing
The Vale of Love with Gary Cooper?

Next week, my dear.

Thank you.

When can your little prince
come to bed with you?

You'll get my purse
over your head!

Such behavior!

Get lost, Giudizio.

It was beautiful!
I had a good cry!

Romanesque, 13th century,
perfectly preserved.

Mullion windows.
Excuse me. I'll continue later.

Lallo, read the telegram
“White Feather” got from Stockholm.

“Come immediately.
Cannot live without you. Inge.”

Is she the bucktoothed one
from last summer?

Are you going?
It'll be damned cold up there now!

If I shot them,
they'd call me a murderer.

I'll throw them all
in a pit of lime!

Get the hell out of here!

I couldn't leave Mamma behind
for those buck teeth.

Look at Madam's new girls.

Hey, look!

See the big one with the hood?

Here I am!

Me too!

It's my God-given right to -

A lovely man.
A lot like Wallace Beery.

With that beard,
he looked like a French duke.

That's some cargo!

Good night, King Vittorio.
Good night, everybody.

This is the Victory Monument.

We used to visit it every day.

And I dreamed about it
at night too.

- I'm going, Mamma.
- Make a good confession.

If you've had anything to drink,
you can't receive communion.

You can drink water.
You just can't eat anything.

Not even water.

And tell him
that you're a delinquent,

that you upset your mother and father,
and that you answer back.

And that you curse everything,
understand?

Everything!

Who's first?

- How long since your last confession?
- Christmas.

My God! Mass on days of obligation?
Except when I had the mumps.

- Do you honor your father and mother?
- Yes.

No, not like that!

White on one side, yellow on the other.
What's it matter?

- It's a question of aesthetics.
- Fine.

Now then, do you honor
your father and mother?

Yes, but they don't honor me.
They beat me.

- You must annoy them. Do you tell lies?
- I have to.

Do you covet others' goods?

The small flowers
go in the small vases.

What did you say you covet?

My pal Bragger's got a raincoat
with metal buckles

like the detective's
in the William Powell-Myrna Loy films.

Do you commit impure acts?
Do you touch yourself?

Do you know St. Louis weeps
when you touch yourself?

Let him weep.

I'm not gonna tell you.
You'll only tell Dad.

Don't tell me
you don't touch yourself.

How can you not, when you see
the woman in the tobacco shop,

as stacked as she is,
and she says...

Export brand?

And the math teacher
who looks just like a lion?

Mother of God!

How can you not touch yourself
when she looks at you that way?

What do you think we come
to see on St. Anthony's day,

when they bless the animals?
The sheep's butts?

See how he's looking at me?

How can I tell him about Volpina

and the time
I pumped up her tires?

I didn't know people kissed like that.
Did you?

With their tongues
going in and out?

I'll ask the questions here.

Go on.

Then there's Gradisca.

Last summer I saw her going
into the movie theater.

It's not - You see -

I 'm crazy about Grad/Sea.

I want a wife just like her.

She was alone.

There, right before my eyes.

I changed seats.

I changed seats again...

and again.

And finally...

Looking for something?

I sat there like an asshole.

I could have jumped
in the harbor.

Father Balosa
can't understand these things.

But since I had to say something,

I said I'd touched myself once,
just a little,

but that I regretted it
immediately.

He was happy with that.

I had to say three Our Fathers,
Hail Marys and Glorias, and that was it.

You're absolved. Three Our Fathers,
Hail Marys and Glorias.

Do you touch yourself?

Just look at those rings
under your eyes.

You obviously do.

Just once.

In the garage.

- Quit it!
- What?

Always touching me.

- Jean Harlow!
- Gradisca!

The tobacco lady's tits!

- The girl at the circus!
- Which one?

With the fishnet stockings.

Aldina!

No, Aldina's mine!
I'll smack your face!

Platoon, attention!

There he is!

Comrades!

Hail // Duce!

We hail I/Duce with grateful hearts
and the Fascist salute!

The greeting of Imperial Rome

that shows us...

the path of destiny
that Fascist Italy must follow.

Let me touch him!
I want to touch him!

Long live // Duce/.

Ninety-nine per cent
of the population are party members.

We have 1,200 Young Fascist boys
and 3,000 Young Fascist girls.

Our Fascist hearts beat as one,

but the work
on the maritime front needs attention.

This marvelous enthusiasm makes us
young and yet so old at the same time.

Young, because Fascism
has rejuvenated our blood

with glowing ideals
from ancient times.

All I can say is
Mussolini's got two balls this big!

Today, April 21st, we celebrate
the birth of Rome, the Eternal City.

What does that mean?
That we must respect the monuments,

the ruins that Rome has left us,

which is what I've done all along,
despite being razzed at night.

Do we not see,
on this glorious, sun-filled day,

that the Italian sun,
forever free,

is a divine sign
that the heavens are on our side?

Miranda.

- Who locked the gate?
- I did.

- Why?
- You know why.

Unlock it.

You've heard what's been going on
in the piazza all day.

Open up. I have business to take care of.
Nothing doing.

You're staying at home.
What's all this stuff?

If I wanted to be a widow,
I'd kill you myself.

I'll strangle you
with your neckerchief!

Think I'm scared
of those black-shirted lice?

Give me the key.

Damn it all!

Why is it that
whenever there's a rally,

I have to stay home?
This is the last straw!

One, two, three, four...

These youth are sturdy as rock.

Yes, sturdy as rock.

One, two...

Hail // Duce!

Young Fascist Ciccio Marconi,

do you wish to marry
Young Fascist Aldina Cordini?

And you,
Young Fascist Aldina Cordini,

do you wish to marry
Young Fascist Ciccio Marconi?

Bravo, Ciccio!

Comrades, they speak
of “bread and work,”

but wouldn't
“bread and wine” be better?

- Fernet.
- Coffee.

Just a soft drink.

Three cheers for our comrade!

- Difficult shot.
- Yes, Your Excellency.

- Difficult shot.
- Indeed, Your Excellency.

I wouldn't like
to go up against him.

- Who killed the lights?
- Attilio, light a candle.

Light a candle!

There's a phonograph up above.

What are you saying?

Silence!

- That's the “Internationale”!
- What's that?

The anthem of subversives.

Where's it coming from?

Where are you hiding,
you scoundrel?

Incredible!

Show yourself, coward!

We await your orders, sir!

Everyone is to go home!

And close your windows!

Get inside, you!

Go home!

What are you doing there?
Go home!

Hey! He's up there!

Come home now!

Up in the bell tower!

To arms.

We are Fascists
We fight the Communists.

GOD - COUNTRY - FAMILY

You're free to go.

You can go home.

You see?
We Fascists aren't all that bad.

We didn't harm
a single hair on your head.

More like a cozy little
kaffeeklatsch.

Good night, sonny boy.

Bring him here.

Take off your hat.

Sorry, it's a habit.
Even at home.

Why don't you give
the Roman salute?

I didn't know it was mandatory.

I know nothing about politics.

Sit down.

So you know nothing
about politics.

Yet you've been heard to say,

“If Mussolini keeps on like this,
I really don't know.”

What did you mean by
“I really don't know”?

I never said anything like that.

I generally only talk about my work.
Perhaps I said,

“I really don't know
how politics work.

Was it a threat?

Certainly not.

- Lack of faith in Fascism?
- No. Why?

- Or perhaps subversive propaganda?
- No, I'd have no reason.

And you know nothing
about the phonograph either?

Phonograph?

Don't get smart! Answer!

I was asleep.
These guys woke me up.

I didn't even have time
to put on my tie.

Your tie...
or your anarchist's neckerchief?

What neckerchief?

Would you like to drink a toast
to the triumph of Fascism?

Really, at this hour -

At this hour!

You fools!
Trying our patience like this!

You must drink
to a Fascist victory, my friend.

Don't make us crack
your skulls open to convince you

that Fascism is
for your protection and dignity!

To hell with you
ignorant bunch of animals!

- This is castor oil.
- Drink it.

No. Why should w What did I do?

What are you doing? Let me go!

Be a good boy, now.
Open your mouth.

Don't make me angry.

Drink up. It'll do you good.

Just look at him,
a man of his age.

He's a disgrace!

You vomiting on my shoes?

This is what saddens us.

This utter refusal to understand.

Why?

Why?

There must be something wrong
with your head.

Have some more.
It'll clear up those ideas of yours.

- You'll pay for this.
- Send us the bill.

Good heavens, 2:00 o'clock.

What happened?

You won't listen to me.

You'll see.

Stand up.

Dry yourself off.

Don't catch cold.

Dad!

Go to bed!

God, he stinks!

If the person who squealed
is who I think it was,

he'd better move
to another continent

or I'll eat his guts out!

I'll have his balls for dinner!

Traitorous son of a bitch!

The Grand Hotel.

I call her “the Old Lady.”

I come here every year
to sip the nectar of love.

I offer tenderness
and yearn for tenderness in return.

I'm the only one in town
who visits the Grand Hotel.

They say Gradisca was here once,

and it was because of
that highly improbable adventure

that she came
to be called Gradisca.

Her real name is Ninola.

But one winter night
three years ago...

Don't let us down, Ninola.

The prince is a handsome man.

If he looks satisfied,
mention the work on the harbor.

One word from him
is all it would take.

Be polite.
Speak proper Italian.

He's a real prince,
not just any old asshole.

Besides, it's a great opportunity
for you too.

The harbor.

Mr. Prince, sir...

grad/sea! (Whatever you desire)

And that's how Ninola
came to be called Gradisca.

Mind you, I don't attribute
much truth to that story,

nor to the one
that Biscein tells.

He's a born liar.
He makes up a new one every day.

A couple of years back,

an emir arrived
with his 3O concubines.

I saw him arrive.

The emir locked all 3O rooms
up tight every night. That much is true.

It's the rest of Biscein's story
that leaks like a sieve.

The silly man claims
that on that very night...

Beans, olives,
toasted melon seeds!

I'm coming, girls!

Come on, Biscein.

Sweet Jesus, the pussy!

One, two, three, four...

He claims that, between
the beautiful girls and the ugly ones,

he polished off
28 of them that night.

Uncle!

Are you Polish? Only Polish women
have that fire in their eyes.

Uncle's a great dancer.

Commandant... ladies...

Then you must be Czech,

because only Czech women
have that fire in their eyes.

I know Italian:
Be/I/ssi/no, buona sera,

Michelangelo, fanculo,

o sole mio.

Good evening.

- Uncle!
- Get out of here!

Jesus, the asshole waiter!

You see sea?

You take walk with me. Come.

Leopardi wrote poetry.
Do you know Leopardi?

No, this is my first time here.

Dante Alighieri here.

Leopardi here,

or even here.

Oh, good!

How did it go?

How do you think?

I always find German women
to be pushovers.

She's really fallen for me.

And to prove it, she even
offered me posterior intimacy.

Uncle!

Uncle Teo was Dad's brother.

We took him out for a ride
once a month in the summer.

He's coming.

Here he comes.

Hello, Uncle.

How are things, Teo?

He's happy, Mamma.

- He's looking well.
- Yes, he is.

Watch your step.

- Here he is.
- Hello, Uncle.

- How are you?
- And how are you?

I'm fine. I go to school.

We're taking you
to the farm for some passatel/I.

What do you think of that?

Look, Dad's here too.

My boy! Give Dad a kiss.

- He's doing well.
- He's doing okay.

He's grown, hasn't he?
He's in the fifth grade.

And that one got dead drunk
the other night.

- Teo, how are things?
- I'm much better.

Mamma, the pastries.

Uncle, Mamma brought you
some pastries.

We'll be back before evening.

Here, have a smoke on me.

Sit here next to Dad.

Is Father Pazzaglia still alive?

He's been dead ten years now.

He's been gone quite some time.

- He was alive last year.
- That was Father Amedeo.

Is he dead too?

No, he's alive.

Exactly.
That's what I was saying.

I saw him last year,
walking along with a bunch of flowers.

I wonder where he was going.

Teo was a bright lad
when he was eight.

No offense, Aurelio,

but Teo was much smarter
than you in school.

I grant you that.
That's quite true.

He still is, even now.

You like being with us, Teo?

Uncle, the sea's over there,
like a blue streak.

Dad, can I drive?

Come on, I'm just sitting here!
Let me drive!

That'd be the first time
a mule ever drove a horse!

That road is shorter.

That's an awful road,
full of potholes

big enough to swallow up
our carriage.

- Is something wrong?
- His pocket.

Why do you carry those
in your pocket?

These stones?

- Aren't they heavy?
- Stones are beautiful.

Stop the carriage.

- What is it?
- Teo needs to take a leak.

If he has to...

Watch your step getting down.

- You too?
- What of it?

Don't be long, Grandpa.
I'm hungry.

My father's father used to say,

“To be fit as a fiddle,
you have to piddle.

To be fit as a frog,
pee like a dog.”

What a beautiful green, Teo!

- Nice mare. How old is she?
- Three years and two months.

She's got just one bad habit:
She can't stand train whistles.

When I'm waiting
my turn at the station,

it's really a job to hold her!

- What'll you give her to eat today?
- S o m e cappel/e lii.

You forgot to unbutton your fly.

Uncle pissed in his pants!

And they said he was okay!

You didn't undo your fly.

He forgot.

It's true.
The sea looks like a blue streak.

Uncle, you pissed
in your pants!

Shut up!

He didn't open the shop!

No matter.
You can change at the farm.

Come here, or I'll throw myself
under the wheels!

Sit down, you little hoodlum!

Shall we move on?

Go, go!

Another fine meal.

You all go and see the spring.

My son Teo and I will stay here

and have another glass of wine.

Fine, but just one.

Know what I'm gonna do?

Take a nap.

Good. It'll be nice
here in the shade.

The egg's lovely, isn't it, Teo?

I'm like that too.

I can stare
at an egg for hours,

wondering how nature
can make things so perfect.

'Cause it was God who made nature,
not an ignoramus like you!

On, lay off!

See you back here later.

Keep your eye on him, Dad.

Menghino,
how far away is this spring?

Uncle, look.
I'm hypnotizing it.

Oliva!

There's a toad here
that looks like Father Balosa.

- How is it?
- Fantastic.

And it won't give you a hangover.
We'll set this here.

Get that away from there!

Naughty boy!

I know your name,
you delinquent!

- Dad!
- What?

Uncle Teo's up a tree!

- What's he shouting?
- I didn't understand.

Uncle Teo's up a tree!

I want a woman!

I want a woman!

Where am I going
to find you a woman, my boy?

Your uncle's up there.

I want a woman!

He's up there!

Come down, Teo,
or you'll hurt yourself.

Go get a ladder!

Is this how you keep an eye on him?
How did he get up there?

I'll go up and get him.

I'm gonna pound you
into the ground!

I want a woman!

How did he get up there?
If he falls, he'll break his neck.

- Go inside and stop being dramatic!
- Dramatic?

How did this happen?

We were having a drink,
and suddenly -

He climbed up there like a cat.

Are you throwing stones
at your old dad?

Get down here!

That's enough now!

Aurelio, don't you go crazy
on me too!

Teo, you've upset your brother.

Come down now!

I want a woman!

Quite a normal urge, actually.
He's 42 years old.

Yeah, but he's gonna fall.

When I was 42...

I'm telling you.

That's enough now!

Come down, Teo!

Good shot, Uncle!
Right in the head!

My head!

I'm coming up now.
Don't throw anything at me.

We'll take some birds home -

- You want to kill us all?
- I'm going up there.

Yes, sirree!

Throw one at me
and you'll hear about it!

What a shot!

Bastard! I hope somebody
kicks you in the nuts!

Christ, what'll I do now?
Jerk off?

I'm an asshole,
a stupid asshole!

We're all going home.

Driver, hitch up the horse.
We're going home.

Come on, everyone.
We're going home.

- You just gonna leave him up there?
- Yes! Hitch up the horse.

- Whatever you say.
- Dad! Titta!

Get your mother.
Where's your mother?

- You're leaving him there?
- He's fine.

Let's go! I want to go home.
But he's my son!

Aurelio, listen.

I want a woman!

Teo, we're going. Come down!

- But he's sick!
- We're just pretending. Come on!

Aurelio, let me climb up.
I'll talk to him.

I'll get him down.

Everyone in the carriage!

We're leaving right now!
Get in!

Teo, you gonna stay up there?

We're going now. It's late.

It's getting dark.
Who'll take you back?

You gonna stay up there?

All right, then. Bye!

Come down!

Teo, Holy Mother of God!
Are you gonna come down?

We're leaving!

Go!

- Teo, come down!
- Bye, Uncle!

He'll kill us all today.

Come on, everyone out!
No questions!

What are you crying about?

You drive to the hospital
and get the attendants.

Hurry, or I'll throw myself
down the well!

What are you crying about?
It's one big laugh riot!

Listen to the poor boy.

Feeling better?

I want a woman!

I can't stand any more!

- Make him shut up!
- Dad.

What do you want?

Shall I go and get Volpina?

Dad, look!

Mamma, they're here.

- Evening, Doctor.
- What's happened?

- He's up the tree.
- Nice place. Ls all this yours?

It's just an old farm.

He's been up there
for five hours.

You can't see him now
because of the foliage.

- What did you do to him?
- Nothing.

He's been shouting
and throwing stones.

I hope he won't be like this
his whole life.

A dwarf nun!

It'll be bad for him
and worse for us.

Don't worry.
She'll take care of it.

Been getting some fresh air?

Is she going UP?

Come down now! I'm not going
to play these damn silly games!

Jesus, look at that!
She got him right down!

She got him down,
and he's all happy.

Here he is.

Up to your tricks again,
were you?

What were you doing up there?

Counting how many stones
fig trees grow this season.

Go on now. Take him home.

Some days he's normal, some days not.
Just like the rest of us.

- Bye, Uncle.
- Titta, take care.

You can see Gigino's place
from up there.

I haven't seen him in so long.

Between 11:00 and midnight,
in Caghetta's boat.

It's 30 stories high,
with 16 smokestacks.

Think what a pirate could do
with a ship like that.

Where's Ronald Colman?
I don't see him.

Hurray for Gradisca!

Hello, sister.

Your steamboat. Climb aboard.

Where are all these people going?

Where are they going
with hearts pounding?

Today is a very important day
for our country, for the fatherland.

Come on, we're off!

If you drop me, you'll pay.

I'd like to tell you but I can't,

because it's all still up in the air.

Where are all these people going?
Stop busting their balls.

How far out will it be?

Four miles. But thanks to Galileo,
it will seem like 400 feet to us.

Marvelous! It'll seem like
it's coming straight at us.

Mr. Lawyer,
how much will it weigh?

About 21/2 times
the weight of the Grand Hotel.

Plus the Arch of Augustus.

Go thou, Queen of the Sea

“Thou passeth, and thy destiny

I shall follow in the waves,

watching your glistening wake.”

Move closer to your mother.
Ma'am, move nearer to your son.

Holy shit!
That water's really freezing!

My nuts have shriveled
to the size of two dried beans.

- You swam all the way from the shore?
- Where else?

Freestyle.

I want to dance with you.

Like this all night.

The third day, I went out in my little boat
and whistled as usual.

Up jumps the dolphin
near the edge of the boat.

He looks at me
and says, “Mamma.”

What a load of bull!

No, dolphins are intelligent.
My dentist told me so.

Look how many there are.

Millions and millions
and millions of stars.

Jesus Christ!

I wonder how they all
stay in place up there.

I mean,
it's pretty simple for us.

To build a house,
we use so many bricks, so much lime.

But up there, sweet Jesus!
Where do you put the foundations?

They're not made of confetti,
you know.

Miranda.

Are you asleep? Answer me.

Are you cold? Take my jacket.

I don't want it.

Put it around your shoulders
or you'll start complaining of a chill.

Have we got
much longer to wait?

How would I know?
They said around midnight.

But it's coming
all the way from America!

Go fuck yourselves, all of you!

Some friend, eh?

That's his way of being nice.

I was full of hope every time,
but it never came to anything.

And now...

You know how old I am?
Fiftytwo?

I'm not ashamed
to tell the truth.

In fact, I always add on
a few years. I'm 30.

- Hard to believe.
- I haven't given up hope.

I thought 27 or 28.

I want one of those encounters
that last a lifetime.

I want a family, children,

a husband to chat with
in the evening over coffee, maybe,

and to make love with now and then,
because when you must, you must.

But affection is
even more important than love,

and I'm so full of affection.

But who can I give it to?
Who will take it?

Why are you crying?

The silly girl's crying.

Because she's a delicate
and sensitive girl.

Don't cry. I'm here.

- She's right. Men are all the same.
- Don't cry, my darling.

There it is!

Dad!

The Hex!

Hurray for the Rex!
The greatest thing the regime ever built!

As the representative of the Podesté,
I wish you a safe journey!

Long live Italy!

What's it like?

Gina!

Just look at this.

Can't see a darned thing.

I'll keep to the wall.

The last fog like this was in '22.

Careful now! Stop!
There's a man here!

Well, damn it all!

Gina!

Where am I?

I don't seem to be anywhere.

If death is like this,

I don't think much of it.

Everything's gone:

People, trees, birds, wine.

Well, up yours!

Dino!

I can't even find my house.
Where am I?

What do you mean?
You're right in front of it!

- Where are you going in this fog?
- To school. Bye, Grandpa.

Just think of that.

I was in Norway.

Two women.

Beautiful, huge

Norwegians!

Beans, olives,
toasted melon seeds!

It's open. You can get in.

Last one in is a queer!

Naso, get an eyeful of this.

Look at that!

IFS gorgeous!

Where are you, my love?

- It was No. 18.
- Campari!

Aldina, wanna know who it was?

We know. It was Campari.

I met him in the race at Monza.

- Lallo, where are you going?
- Be careful!

- What is it?
- An ear.

Look, an ear!

- May I come in?
- I'm closed.

May I come in, miss?
Good evening.

- What do you want?
- A cigarette.

- May I help you?
- You couldn't manage.

What do you mean?

I can lift 175 pounds.
I can even lift my father.

Don't make me laugh.

- Why? What do you weigh?
- I don't know.

- I could lift you too.
- Oh, yeah?

Let's see.

I really can, you know.

Let's see.

Silly boy, put me down!

- I did it!
- You're very strong.

See?

I can do it again.
I don't believe you.

That's enough now.

Put me down.

- You drive me -
- I said that's enough.

What are you doing?
You'll drop me, you crazy boy!

You're crazy, you know that?

What's happening to me?
Oh, my head.

See how many times I did it?

Yes, my little darling.

Come here.
You really are sweet.

Drive me crazy... just a little.

- What should I do?
- Suck.

Come on.

You can have this one too.

Don't blow! Suck!

Is this right?

You have to suck, you idiot!

What are you doing?
I can't breathe!

Stop it now.

Go on now. I have to close up.

What was it you wanted?
A cigarette?

It's on me. Now scram.

- I can't lift it.
- Out of the way.

- Go on. Get out.
- Good night.

Drink it. It'll do you good.

- It's hot!
- It's supposed to be.

There's a fly in here.

- Where?
- There.

It was there.

The only house
with flies in the winter.

How did it happen
with you and Dad?

How did what happen?

How'd you meet,
fall in love, get married?

What's all this about?

And who remembers anyway?

Your dad's not a great one
for compliments.

He was a laborer at Saludecio.

My folks had a bit of money
and didn't think much of him.

So... well...

we eloped
without a word to anyone.

When did he give you
the first kiss?

What kind of question is that?

I don't even know
if there was one.

The first time we met,
he raised his hat, and that was all.

It was the most
one could do in those days.

It's not like now,
when all kinds of things go on.

But I never manage
to do anything!

Keep those covers on.
You're all sweaty.

What do you mean “manage”?
You're still in short pants.

Get me some long ones then,
like the other kids!

What others?

She told me I wasn't to send
any more love letters.

Take the bike and get the doctor.
Tell him to hurry.

Get him to examine you too.
You scared me the other day.

Run along.

But I'll send letters
whenever I like.

Africa.

I'll become a doctor
and go to Africa.

That'll teach her.

It's snowing outside!

It's true! It's snowing!

Professor Fighetta, up yours!

If it goes on like this,
there'll be no school for days.

Look, the mountains are all white!

Let's go see the snow
on the water.

Too moist. It'll never stick.

Go away.
Get the hell out of here.

Stay where you are.

The sparrows!

- Wait, I'm coming with you.
- Hurry up.

Titta, look how it's coming down!

Let's open the window.

It's beautiful!

Me too!

Still snowing!

Four days this goddamn stuff's
been around!

This will go down
as the Year of the Big Snow.

With the exception
of the Ice Age,

it's never snowed
this heavily in our town.

That must've been some young boy,
not the usual guy.

As I was saying,
the exceptional years were

1541, 1694,

1728 and 1888,

when, against all odds,
it snowed on July 13th.

You'll make us all deaf, idiot!

Where is she?

How's your mother?

Better now.

She's still in the hospital,
but she's off the critical list.

That's good - the poor woman.
Give her my regards.

Your mother's a kind lady.

She always gave me
soup and wine.

A kind lady.

How are you feeling?

I brought you carnations.
Thank you. How are you?

Hello, Aurelio.

They're lovely.

I was just looking out the window.
Now I'll go back to bed.

But I'm feeling better today.

What lovely colors.

Aren't you hot with this on?

- Have you eaten?
- Yes.

Are you still getting
on your father's nerves?

He pounds me over the head!

He'll beat all the sense out of me!

They have a nice garden here.
I didn't know.

It looks as though it's in bloom,
with the snow.

Mamma, it's still snowing.

In one sense,
you're lucky to be here,

all warm in bed,
with this weather.

The poor man's tired
when he gets home.

Don't talk back to him.
You're a grown-up now.

Don't throw ice! It hurts!

“Wind and rain, go home again.
I don't want to feel the pain.”

Idiot! No!

A difficult shot, Your Excellency!

No! Not at Gradisca!

Enough! I give up!

Break my windows
and I'll crack your skulls open!

Who's that?

- What's that?
- I don't know.

Look, it's the count's peacock!

There it is.

It's coming down.

Shall we catch it, boys?

Holy shit!

I don't understand.
What's happened?

I'll tell you in the car, Uncle.

Why in the car?
Where are we going?

Close by. To Aunt Zaira's farm.

A relative's come from America
and wants to say hello to you.

Then why doesn't he come here?

Who is this relative?

Auntie died.

Be strong.

Don't take it like that.
Open up.

- Open up.
- No, I won't!

- Lallo!
- He fainted!

Uncle's not feeling good.

Then take him
to the whorehouse.

Make the sign of the cross, Dad.

- How do you feel now?
- Better.

Don't take it so hard.
Be strong.

Everybody in line now.
Where are the orphans?

Stop that!

Hurray for the bride and groom!

Give me your arm, Naso.

Make way, make way!
My breasts are full of milk!

“'Bride and groom' or 'newlyweds, '
whatever they may call ya,

here's hoping you find wedded bliss
in far-off Battipaglia.”

When you're drunk,
you can even rhyme!

Gradisca's getting married
and going away.

Sorry if we got on your nerves.
We hate to see you go.

We're really going to miss you!

“Silence is golden,
but words are like jewels.

May this married couple
live happy as fools!”.

Where's the bride?

Our Gradisca is leaving us.
She found her Gary Cooper.

Though Gary Cooper's a cowboy,
while Matteo is a carabiniere.

But love is love all the same.
Good luck, Gradisca.

Long live the bride and groom!

You have fulfilled
your dream of love.

Now it's your happy duty
to have many children

for your family, for the church
and for your country!

“Gathered here at the drinking trough,
here's one more toast to send them off!”.

A picture!

We're gonna take pictures now.

Give me your mirror.

Everybody get behind the bride.

She's lovely, our Ninola!

Why are you crying?
I'm not crying anymore.

Get closer together.

The carabiniere
should move back a little.

Stand in the light.

- Hold it.
- Hey, it's raining.

Smile.

One more.

Gangway!

Stop falling all over us,
you drunkard!

Let's move into the sun,
with the bride in the center.

I've made up another rhyme,
and it goes like this:

“Though the world may be full
of things beautiful and dear,

of towns even nicer
and prettier than here -”.

A little water'll do you good.
You'll have a bath for once.

Get up.

It stopped. Sit down and play!

A wet bride is a lucky bride.

Long live Italy!

How will you live
so far from here?

Good-bye to you all. Go home.

Biscein bids you good-bye.

Naso, I'm going home!

Wait for me!
I'm coming with you!

Wait! My bouquet!

Good-bye! I love you all!

Gradisca's taking off!

She's leaving.

Good-bye, Gradisca!

The puffballs!

'Fitted.!

Where's Titta?

Shall we go fishing
in the harbor?

Titta left a while ago.

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