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Good morning, Ivano.

The first red rose has already bloomed...

and coyly holds the beautiful violets...

woke up.

Meanwhile
the first swallow returned.

It circles again in the clear sky.

The light season is announcing itself.

Open the windows for the new sun.

It's spring...

Welcome the fresh air...

with the wonderful scent
of flowering gardens and meadows.

Open the windows to new dreams.

Pretty young girls, in love.

It is perhaps the most beautiful dream.

Tomorrow is your happiness...

among the silvery clouds
and the moon...

has already set a date.

Open the windows for the new sun.

It's spring,
festival of love.

Open the windows for the new sun.

Stop that.
-I'll slap you.

Stop.

Asshole.
-Sit down.

What kind of empty-head are you?

What have I done?
-Quiet.

The toilet cord
is broken again.

Damn.

Be more careful.

Eat now.

Hands off...
-No, it's mine.

Marcella, darling, go eat too.
-And you?

I have things to do.
-Me, too.

Hurry up, I'm going to be late for work.
-Wait a second.

Have you finished your homework?

Too bad, then you get with the ruler.
Stupid.

What have I done?
-I would do well in school.

Sergio goes, he's a boy.
And it costs 2,000 lira.

Do you have 2,000 lira?

Then you can't go there.

Luckily I taught you something
and now you have a job.

Just bring in money
and help your useless mother.

I bring in money and always help mom.
-Very good, you are doing your duty.

We go.

Hey, wait a minute...

Goes that weird Giulio
propose again?

No idea.
-I need to know...

whether you are serious or not.

Go now, it's late.

Yes.

Take this with you, you haven't eaten anything.
-I do not need.

I don't need anything.

Do something good today.

Hello, Ivano.

Delia, where are you?

I'm coming, Dad.

Delia...

Where the hell are you?

Do you want to starve me?
-Good morning, Dom Ottorino.

Watch out...

Where's my boy?

Hands off...
It's not a good day.

What a fuss.

When cousins get married,
it's no problem.

My son chose a stranger
and this is the result.

Where is Ivano?
-Working.

Doesn't he say hello?

He never says goodbye, that ungrateful one.

After everything I've done for him.

I taught him everything,

tying a shoelace, shaving...

Who took him to the whores?

You, Dom Ottorino, you.
-I...

I don't need a thank you
but then say hello.

I even gave him the house.

You lost that too
with the horses.

Well, it's about the gesture.

But I taught him a trade.
-Which course?

Tomb Raider.
-Oh that.

When he was a child,
we threw him in the hole.

Ivano returned with vases and statues.

He was good, like a cat.

Yes, nice trade.

You shouldn't judge it.

The fascists have bought everything.

Respectable, charming people.

They loved old things
in the living room.

A lot of money was spent on weapons.

I have lent to many people.

You've been caught five times.
The world's only poor grave robber.

Not true, my wife
lived like a queen.

She is in despair
jumped out the window. Justifiably.

Do you know what your problem is?

You talk too much.

Learn to keep your mouth shut
you are a good girl,

but you have to learn
to keep your mouth shut.

Hey, kids, stop it.

Stupids...

Luckily my husband doesn't have it
told you, he would punch you.

Good morning, Alvaro.
-Good morning, Delia.

Keep an eye on Ottorino,

in case he needs anything.
-I will, I'll take care of him.

That poor old man...

means everything to me.

Too bad he's not my daddy.

Thank the lord.

THERE IS ALWAYS TOMORROW

Dear Delia, we were expecting you.

I'm taking you to daddy.

Adelina, hurry up.
-Yes Madam.

Come on, young ladies.

This way, Delia.

Come along, it's late.

I have to say
that the medicine works.

I feel much better.

Indeed, your color is back,
you were yellow.

And your father? Is he also making progress?
-No, he's my father-in-law.

This requires brain surgery.

You need patience with the elderly.

Finished.

You have velvet hands.
-Thank you sir.

It is not easy.
-Yes, Dad.

You always decide.
-If you can do it yourself, you decide.

You are from an ancient culture.
New ideas and faces are needed.

Values count, not faces.
-Common goals count.

In the interest of society.

Honey, shut up.

Don't get involved in discussions
that are not about you.

Better give the woman her 20 lire.

Good morning.
-Good morning.

Actually there are 30.

Your certainties have failed.

SWEATERS AND SOCKS

Good morning.

Please.

So four bras, 200 lire,
and two suspenders, 60 lira.

A total of 260 lira.
-Thank you.

Signora Franca,
if you have anything else to entertain you...

Socks, sweaters, even your own stuff,
ladders...

Who do you take me for?
I throw away the ones with ladders.

What a luck. I had the whole war
a huge ladder. Bye.

SALE AND REPAIR
OF UMBRELLAS

Are you finally there?

My apologies, sir.
-Go to the workshop.

So we agree.

Goodbye, I expect you on Thursday.

Young man, there's a regular
hand needed. Delia, show me.

We need to replace the broken rib.

Take the cloth,

Do it about this.

Put the points in one by one.

You see? Very easy.

You see?

Do you understand what I say?
-What is the rib and the point?

Oh no...

Come, Delia. Help him.

Now it's my fault.

Kiddo, hurry up.

I have to learn it.
Otherwise I would get more than 40 lira.

What do you mean 40 lira?

Sir, may I speak to you for a moment?

I worked here for three years,
even during the bombings.

Why does he get more than me?

The child is a man, right?

I'm scared shitless.

Delia, the devil get you.
-Like a bomb.

Why don't we use
just the elevator?

God save
that we shame a gentleman.

At least they're calling us for the sheets.

With the Americans we would
get richer anyway?

We lost the war, didn't we?
-Uncle Joe will sort it out.

He's the right man.

Now that we can vote
is going to change the music.

Yes, but only the music.

30 for the shots,
260 by Signora Franca...

and 30 from Fiacchini.

I think this one is yours.

Thank you, thank you very much.
-Let me go, put me down.

Are you crazy?
-Sorry...

I'm sorry.

Thank you very much for this.

I knew it was yours.

I thought so,
because they are all black.

I already have my family...

I don't know how long
not seen again.

This is the only photo
that I have from them.

This beautiful woman here
is my mother.

Your mom?

This is my father, my brothers and sisters.
-How sweet.

I miss them very much.

Thank you.
From the bottom of my heart.

Can I do something for you?

Young man, sorry,
but I don't understand you.

I only speak Romance.

Wait a second...

This is American chocolate.

It's quite tasty.
-Chocolate...

It's for you.
-For me?

For you.
-Thank you. Nice for the little ones.

Little ones?
-The little ones, my children.

Thank you.

May I ask what your name is?

I have to go, I have to go.

No, what's your name?
-I have to go.

Bye.
-Thank you, Moetgaan.

My name is William.

I. William.

And I am in your debt.

Bye, gotta go.

Thank you...

Fresh green beans...

Melt in your mouth, ma'am.
-Sell chard, not green beans.

Beans keep well for a week,
chard becomes limp.

Come here, give me a kiss,
then nothing becomes weak.

Stop it. Come on.

Work, slave, I'll be right back.

Chard, it's tasty, it's fresh...

It doesn't get soft.
-I married an idiot.

Did the American say his name?

Yes, his name is "Willian".

Willian...
Aren't Americans beautiful?

Many of them
still have all their teeth.

More than us, I'd say.
-Could be.

He was tall, right?
-A real man.

How long? Something like that?

No, up to the canopy.

Ah...
And what were his hands like?

I just looked at his face.

He was very nice.

Yes, you can be a nice one
handsome American use.

Forget that bastard of a husband.

You know how tense he is
after two wars.

That war again?

Once a jerk, always a jerk,
believe me.

I have to go, I still have to wash.
-Wait, here, take it.

Yes...

Thank you, Marisa.

Bye.

Delia? I have two crates of apricots,
hand-me-downs, I'm going to make jam tonight.

Come help and you'll get a pot.

I like that.
-Then I expect you.

What will Ivano say.

Ivano?
He is stressed by two wars.

Maybe it's allowed.
-Yes, when hell freezes over.

OK Bye.
-Bye.

You never stop, do you?

Excuse me...

As a girl you already ran away.

You ran away.
-Let's run away together.

Sure, change the subject.

I've been going there for 30 years
regret it every morning.

I got distracted and he stole you.

What's wrong with you today?

It is not going so well.

Customers run away or
only pay when I remind them.

That's how it will kill me.

Nino...

I'm coming.

What would you want to do?

I have an idea,
but maybe not the courage for it.

I don't even dare tell you.

Write it to me.
-Yes Yes...

I'll just go.

Hey, are you deaf?

I'm rotting here.

I'm here.

Hello, Delia.

Hello, Nino.

Sergio, where is your sister?

Just, there.

Mrs. Delia?

What a beautiful couple they are.

No way, it's just a crush.
Don't ruin it for them.

They have been picking each other for a year.
Still no ring?

Don't listen to her, she's jealous,

because Marcella
has a wealthy boy.

Precisely.
-His father has the best cafe...

nearby, brand new.

It's a sight to behold.
-Yes, from black money, the jackals.

They all have black money.
And your brother-in-law's oil?

She is right.

Better a jackal
than a slob like her.

Come on, if Marcella marries him,
At least she doesn't end up like you.

Thank you, Mrs. Giovanna.

Marcella, go with the kids
go home, your father is coming.

Let me help you, Mrs. Delia.

Sorry to take advantage of the moment
but Marcella and I...

have been friends for a while.

I wondered
or you and Dom Ivano...

What?
-want to meet my parents.

Naturally.

Come for lunch on Sunday.
-No.

No?

Not with us, please.
-We would like to invite you to join us.

Absolutely not,
my husband would never accept that.

Tradition is that the boy
comes to the girl.

We can go to a trattoria.
-Listen. But how...

Do not worry,
your mother will take care of it.

We expect you on Sunday.
-Sunday.

Thank you.

Call the children.

You see? Let's call the children.

Delia? There's mail.

Give it to Ivano, I'm getting confused.
-Better not.

It's not for Ivano,
but for you.

For me?
-Yes, a letter.

That can not be true.
-Your name is on it.

Thank you.

Miss Ada?

Don't say anything to Ivano.

You know what he is like.

I mind my own business.

Delia, quick, the piss pot.

I'm coming.

Wash your hands.
Hurry up, we're going to eat soon.

Mom's sweetheart...
-Why did you invite them here?

I am ashamed.
-Why on earth?

Mom...
-What did I do wrong?

You always wear an apron
and a dishcloth.

Of course, I'm always busy.

Of course I make
everything is in order for the occasion.

Franchino and Sergio swear constantly.

What are they doing to me...

They hear your father and grandfather
and imitate them.

But they are big boys now.

We say we get high guests,
then they will hold back.

I will pay them.

I'll give them 5 lire each.

And daddy?

You know him when he drinks.

We keep the wine away from him.

Grandpa Ottorino...

He curses the Lord.
-Only to Maria.

I'll take care of grandpa.

I feed him first, then he falls
he falls asleep and we lock him up.

Come on, there's your dad.

Don't let him see you like that.

Delia, clean up,
it's a pigsty.

Come here, I'll wipe your mouth.

You're dirty.

Have you seen the tractor?
I made it.

How nice.
-Don't break it again.

There is very nice news.

Damn, I'm dying of thirst.

Bring him wine.

I brought his food
Now this smartass is allowed.

Asshole, always me.
-Liar.

Dead rat.
-I'll bash your brains in.

I will go.

What did you learn at school?
-About the Phoenicians. Horrible...

You are in school to learn everything,
even about birds.

That's a pheasant.
Phoenicians are a kind of Turks.

Marcella and I want...
-Did the ironing shop pay you?

You too, come on with your tip.

280 lira?
That's a handout.

Not even enough for electricity.

Things aren't going that bad.

Marcella brings in 600 lira a week.

With your 13,000 that is 15,400.
Minus 4,000 rent,

200 electricity, 80 gas,
remains 11,120.

You can watch your money.
-Marcella wants to say something important.

Go ahead, Marcella.

Giulio wants to have lunch with his parents,
to meet you.

What a pleasure.

Right, Delia?
Our Marcella is getting married.

Mommy's sweetheart.
-I'll take her bed.

Come here, daddy's happiness.

When you're gone
there are no more women in the house.

Marcella, are you going to have sex now?
-And sleep naked?

Stop it.

Nice puh...

My daughter marries a gentleman,
not a wanderer like you wretches.

You all.
-Hey, bastard.

I'm going to Marisa's to make jam.

You're not going anywhere.
Grab a shirt, I'm going out.

Where to?

None of your business.

In all my joy I almost forgot.

Look what I have.

American chocolate.

We celebrate with dessert.

Take it easy, take turns.

Where does that chocolate come from?

Soldiers gave that.

To who?

To people who pass by.

They give it to sluts,

to flatterers.

To such people.

No, they handed out...
-Be silent.

And you give it to the children.

Have you no shame?

Ivano...

No one, no no one,
Not even fate can separate us

because this love
from heaven you will always live.

No one, no no one,
can last me a lifetime...

give infinite joy
that I feel with you, only with you.

You are my true love,
only you, now and in the future.

My whole world begins
and ends with you.

No one, no no one,
Not even fate can separate us

because this love
will burn forever

You are my true love,
only you, now and in the future.

My whole world begins
and ends with you.

No one, no no one,
Not even fate can separate us

because this love
will burn forever

Eternally...

Take my handkerchief.

My perfume.

Syringe.

You even give him perfume
for his whores.

What do you mean?

Your father plays cards with friends.

Yes Yes...

He wears brylcreem for his friends.

I would in your place
commit suicide.

What? Say that again.

Why do you let yourself be treated like this?

Why don't you leave?

Where do I have to go?

Where to?

I still love you.

I'm sorry about yesterday.

I was a little tense.

Finally...

...you have lived through two wars.

Yes.

BAKER
GROCER

BUTCHER

What's the pasta today?
-No idea.

Who knows.
Last time there was only ditalini.

We ate soup for a week.

Ditalini, I hope not.

I can't give them soup.

It's open.

Madam,
good to see you again, how are you?

Sorry, I can't talk to you.

Me, friend.
-But go away, or I'll get in trouble.

Wait, what's going on?

Well...

What happened?
-Leave me alone, yes.

Why are you touching me?

No, it's late for artichokes.

They're all ruined.
-Then 300 grams of chicory.

Good.

I knew Ivano doesn't like you.
He doesn't want you to see anyone.

Her husband is a prison guard,
she is in jail.

Would you like some herbs, ma'am?
-Yes, and a kilo of potatoes.

Yesterday he was tense
because of Marcella.

How so? I have two jars of jam
set aside for you.

Thank you.
Then I can make a cake for Sunday.

Marcella's in-laws come over for lunch.

Is Marcella engaged to Giulio?
-I think so.

Peppe.
-Do not...

Do you hear that? Marcella is engaged.

Congratulations.
-Thank you.

Madam, do you hear that?
-She also?

Her daughter is engaged.
-Congratulations.

Thanks, but it's not certain yet.
Don't say it, it will bring bad luck.

We're going to celebrate in the pub.

My potatoes?
-If you pay for it...

Peppe, will you pay attention?
we have to do something.

I have a thousand things to do.
-Never mind.

What can happen?
Lunch is lunch.

Look, what's important
that you are that murderer,

locks up your pathetic father-in-law.

It's important to Marcella.

For me too,
I didn't sleep a wink.

You blow it up.

Feed them, he takes the ring,
a toast and you're done.

Stay calm.

Salvatore, on my account,
you know where to find me.

Can't be far.

Take one of these.

Take one, here.

How do you get it?
-From an American.

For half a kilo of chicory sprouts.

You nailed him.

Those guys don't know
what chicory sprouts are.

In Wisconsin.

Poor guy.

I wonder if he knows
that you should eat it.

Wow...

I have to tell you something
that no one knows.

What have you done?

I've been out of my job for months
stole a little money.

Stolen? It's your money.

Well, not given to Ivano,
I set it aside.

Almost 8,000 lire.

That's quite a barrel.

It's for Marcella's wedding dress.

Ivano wants her to wear my old one.

It was already a rag then.

She must be the most beautiful of them all.

Here, stop that road.

Smoke it on Sunday after the engagement.

Be careful, you'll get...

fidgets in your mouth.
-Do not eat.

Why are you crying?

Don't be silly, go play.

Thunderstone...

Did it all work out well?
-Yes thank you.

If you need help,
everything for Marcella.

My good tablecloth is ready.
-Thank you, Giovanna.

I'm bringing this home
and come get it.

I will wash and iron it.
-No rush...

Will you even lend her your good tablecloth?

To impress those snakes.
-Of course.

I lend it to whoever I want.

Delia, don't mind her.
She's a sour grape.

You can't have that my
Marcella deals with decent people.

Neat? He's a farmer.

Everyone knows they are rich
by abusing people.

Traitors...
-Watch your language.

Or else? Are you going to scratch me?
-Take it easy.

I'll hit you so hard you'll spin around.
-Let's see then.

Stay away from me...

What is going on?
-That hurts, doesn't it?

Marcella is beautiful,
no one comes for your daughter.

Rinse your mouth
when you talk about my daughter.

The mouth of truth.

Rinse your own mouth,
all poison.

Calm,
otherwise the men will come.

Not necessary.

Good idea,
tell our men.

But then I say that that brat is trash
shooting in with blowguns.

Not true.
-Oh no?

We see them all.

Nonsense...

Give back...

Stop it, asshole.

I got it first.

Take it easy. If you get dirty,
I will kill you.

I'll grab you and beat you up.
-You can't do that.

Quiet.
-It's that bastard's fault.

Shut up, wimp.

Another curse word
and I will kill you.

Tasty.
-Carefully...

Come here.

Lock Grandpa up and then bring him back.

When he wakes up,
I will kill you. Go...

Do you still like this?

Take off the apron and comb your hair.
-I'm ready.

You see the adjustment work.

I have nothing else.
-Put the apron back on.

Stay there, I'll open the door.

Welcome.
-Hello, Dom Ivano.

How are you?
-Fine.

Santucci, a pleasure.
-Likewise, Moretti.

Orietta, my wife.

Nice to meet you.
-Nice to meet you.

Please sit down.

And Luisa, the youngest.

How are you?
-Nice to meet you.

Come in...

Cut it out, motherfucker.

Tasty, never seen it with ditalini.

I make it with rigatone
and veal meatballs.

Oh well, yours isn't that rich.

If you want, I'll give you the address
from my butcher. It's expensive, but good.

Thank you.

Franco doesn't like meat in pasta.

Mom, that's bullshit.

To eat.

Ma'am, won't you sit down?

Yes.

Delia, get another pint.

This wine is easy to drink, isn't it?

Yes, but during lunch
I only drink one glass.

What is the profession of this beautiful daughter?

Our Luisa is studying.

What is she doing?
-To study.

She is now taking tests in the third grade,
she gets all A's.

I'll get the meatballs.

Can I still have bread?
-Yes.

I don't know yet what I will vote for.

Dad, it won't be long.
-Mom, water.

With everything we've been through,

something new is better.

And I can have my say.

What are you going to say? To eat.

Can I have the salt, please?
-Yes.

Salt should not be passed.

That brings bad luck.

Go get my cigarettes.

If you'll allow me, Dom Ivano.

I offer a real one.

Thanks, Dom Mario.

My dear guests,

it is a great pleasure
to have you at our table.

But what was the reason again?
for this fun family gathering?

He's awake.

Is there someone at the door?
-No.

Good cigarettes...

Damn it all.

Holy shit, I forgot
to lock grandpa up.

Oen.
-You always do it.

Is he walking?
-For the first time since the war.

Come on, daddy.
-Daddy my ass.

Let's eat properly for once
and then you don't call me?

A little fried pasta?
-Sure.

Santucci Ottorino, pleasant.
-Moretti, likewise.

These are Marcella's Giulio's parents.
-Nice to meet you.

Oh, I know. You have
that cafe with that traitor Cecio.

He sold more people to the Germans
then you have coffee in your cafe.

We were talking about...

this fun family gathering
has a reason.

For these two lovebirds
to connect.

A promise is a promise, right Giulio?

Give me your hand.

A toast to these two young people.

Congratulations.

Dad, I'll take her bed.
-That was for me, right?

Get them off me, Delia.

There are good and bad moments.
Sit down.

How nice, dear...

Congratulations.

Congratulations.
-Best wishes.

Darling...
-Let's see.

That's rock crystal.

I like that best.

When his first child pops out,
then demand a real stone.

This piece of glass...
-I'll get the pastries.

Let's toast.

Have some wine, Dad.

Drink wine with water, just like us.
-Delicious wine.

Can I come too, daddy?
-Cheers.

Congratulations to these lovely children.

Thanks everyone.
-Good luck, Marcella.

Was the baked pasta with ditalini?

Some wine for mother-in-law.
Not yet for this sweet girl?

No, thank you.

My mother's plate.

Just a little damage.

Those things happen.

You must be careful.

Don't mind me, celebrate.

Go party.

I will help you.
-No, they're all small pieces.

Just keep celebrating.

Dad, let's have an ice cream
in our café?

Yes, ice cream.
-Is that allowed, Dad? Please?

Just go.
Mom and I will come later.

Take daddy to his room,
he is tired.

Bye.
-Good luck.

Come on, daddy.

Mrs Delia...
-Excuse us, please.

You can't even serve.

Good day...

Good day...

Giulio deserves better.
He didn't want to listen.

She is cute.
-Not really...

Smart maybe.
An ironing lady...

She's hit the jackpot.

Once married, she stops working.
Giulio will teach her civilization.

I think worse
are related to that scum.

Farmers...
-Dommerds...

Hello, Stupid Mario.

Does that have to happen here?
You're bothering my customers.

This is my cafe.
-The street belongs to everyone. Almost finished.

Let's hope Luisa chooses better.

To elect? I choose her.

He's ready.

Good.

Please go away.
-Calm down, do the right thing.

You too?
They're filling our heads this year.

Did you want to see me, daddy?

What you're doing to Delia is wrong.

She asks for it.

Patience has its limits.

But not like this.
-I know.

I'm sorry.

Come here.

Come, son, sit down.

Listen to your old father.

You can't hit her all the time.

She'll get used to it.

Now and then a big nasty lewd,
then she understands.

That's what I did to your poor mother.
Have you ever seen us fight?

And why not?

'Cause she's my cousin
family is important.

Not that fagot thing again.

Since time immemorial
couples men with their cousins.

It's the only sensible thing.

When you're with your cousin Adelaide
was married...

She's as ugly as the night.

But she knows her place.

And then I don't have to hear the sound.

I know, I'm sorry.

Anyway...

Delia is a good housewife,
her mistake is that she talks back.

She needs to learn to keep her mouth shut.

Don't let me hear her cry.

I feel sorry for her.

And I'm not allowed to be in peace
to take a nap?

I feel guilty about you.

And you with me.

We don't dare exchange looks,

because repentance...

weighs heavily on our hearts.

Let's everything that happened,

forgotten.

Let's meet each other...

forgive all mistakes.

Let's go again...

love one another as before.

As one common soul.

Let's...

remembering the first day
that we met.

Let's...

remembering the bright day...

who changed our whole lives.

By a single word.

But then our love lost,

for play or cruelty,

his sincerity.

Let us forgive each other,

let us forgive each other,

my love.

Madam,
I may have scared you off.

Sorry if I scared you off.

That was not my intention.
-No problem.

What is this?
Again...

I bumped my arm.
Let me go.

Ma'am, this has to stop. I can help you
if you can't do it yourself. Do you understand me?

I don't understand anything.

Let me help you.

Why is he shouting like that?

Come to me
if you need anything.

I just needed this man.

I thought you were joking.

If I want.
This time I have to.

My cousin says there is work
in the north and that it pays well.

It is well.

You have to go.

Bring woolen socks,
the winters are freezing.

It seems like you don't care.
-That's not true and you know it.

Then think about it.

Think about it.

Now you know it.

When are you going?

I'll wrap things up...

and leave on Sunday.

I better go.

Think about it?

Marcella showed us the ring.
We are happy for her.

And for you.
-Congratulations.

Thank you.

How sweet, just like a movie.

Yes.

I did one thing right, huh?

Like I had her yesterday
was still breastfeeding.

Now she has a ring.

Be careful Dom Ottorino doesn't steal it,
he also pawned his gold teeth.

Oh no, the potatoes.

Marcella, come home, quickly.

What have I done?

I'm sorry, I forgot.
-Help me.

Hurry up, when your father comes,
all hell breaks loose.

Dad, sorry...
-What an idiot I am.

I forgot them, sorry.
-No mom...

Start watching the kids.

Mom...
-Go, go...

Why are you looking like that?

It's bread and milk tonight.
Thank your retarded mom.

See? Everything is settled.

What has been arranged?

Is that how you arrange things?

He's blowing off steam
and we have rest.

Go get the bread.

Aren't you ashamed?

Can't you see you're a doormat?

You're worthless, you don't count.

Call your husband for an autograph.
-I'm drawing.

And your husband?
-Listen, I don't have a husband.

Take pleasure in this,
or take the zippers back with you.

What inspires you all?

What did we agree on?
-Two hundred.

Two hundred lira.

Thank you.

Bye.

Hello, Marisa.
-Hello, Delia.

Would you like to do me a favor?

Sunday, after mass,

Do I have to poke in your building?

Okay. What should I do?

That is it.

You have to support me.
-So? Where are you going?

I can't say that.

You have someone. Blessed be the Lord.
-No.

Will you do this for me?
-Yes.

Understood.
When Ivano asks:

will you come and take the test on Sunday?

Geez mina...

If you leave...
-No.

If you leave,

don't get caught,
he will kill you this time.

Come on, really?
-Really and truly.

Listen to this idiot.

Hello, Marisa.

Hello, Delia.

Come on, stop it.

She can't see us.
-Yes.

You are so Beautiful.

Why are you wearing makeup?

What news is this?

Don't you think I'm beautiful like that?
-Yes, quite.

Why are you so dressed up?

For work.

That is not good.

No?
-You only wear makeup for me.

But I did it for you.

Really and truly?
-Yes.

You are hurting me.

Just for me.
-Only for you.

If it's just for me,
from now on you will go to work without it.

When we are married,
you stop working anyway.

Who says that?
-I.

You're mine.

Understood? Just mine.

Only yours.

No, she can see us.

Come a moment.

What is?
-Sit down.

And?
-I was thinking...

Marriage is a beautiful thing.

But it's for life.

There is no way back.

What is your point?
What do you mean?

Does Giulio really love you?

You must choose a good man.

He must be the one.
Is Giulio the one?

You tell me.

You chose well, didn't you?

What do I understand about it?

But you still have time.

You too.

They donate the house and the rings
and even a good photographer.

We do the flowers,
but we can also do without it.

Ask Father Felice.

If someone dies the day before,
we'll take it with us from the funeral.

Good.
The dress is Delia's.

You made that, right?

It must seem new.
-Yes.

For the music I thought of Alvaro.
He was a singer.

Who is that?
-Nuvoloni, Pa. He comes every morning.

That good-for-nothing?
He brings bad luck, God forbid.

I don't want him at the wedding.
-Do they really love each other?

What kind of question is that?
-Words fall out of her mouth.

Maybe you don't understand.

We have to get Marcella and ready.

Do not you want to
that your daughter will become a woman?

But with those dressed up louts...

If it was up to me,

I'll kick them to hell
those stingy farmers.

But as long as they have the cafe,
this marriage is good for all of us.

She can't accept it,
poor Marcella.

She wanted him anyway
but not Dom Ivano.

I can understand that.

He's not entirely wrong.
He is now a poor wanderer.

It's nothing.
-They are now dirt poor.

Back to their village, there is still food there.
-There are no chairs left in the café.

It was dynamite.

I wonder,

who can be so hateful?

Many...

A long queue.

You reap what you sow.
-Aren't you ashamed?

No.

Enough whining, stop it.

I'm a good guy,
but my patience will eventually run out.

Giulio loved me.

You cannot eat love.

Giulio has no money to make.
They even took the ring away.

Greedy louts.
What is such a lump of glass worth?

Once a farmer, always a farmer.

Say, do you want to go barefoot?
walk through the village on a donkey?

I'm leaving.

Mom, say something.

You never do anything.

So you think.

It is the night of miracles,
be careful.

Someone in the alleys of Rome...

ruins a song with his mouth.

It is the night in which
dogs talk to each other.

About the moon
which is about to decline.

People run into the squares
to watch.

This evening so sweet
you can drink it.

That you can share it
in a stadium with 100,000 people

A night so strange and deep...

They even say that on the radio.

In fact, they broadcast it.

So black it makes the sheets dirty.

The hour of astonishing wonders.

It seems like I
hear the sound of a ship

on the waves.

The city is moving,

with its squares, gardens
and people in cafes.

It floats and sails away.

Even without current.

But tonight it's flying.

The sails on the houses
are thousands of sheets.

There are also criminals.

You don't have to be afraid,
just a little careful.

The lovers, two by two,

unfold their sails like pirates.

In the middle of this sea...

I'm trying to find out
which star you are.

Because I will get lost...

when I realise
that you're not here tonight

Are you ready?
Marcella, we're going.

Don't shout, I'm here.

And your father?
-On the toilet.

Come here. Stand still.

Mom, we're going.
-Father Felice does not wait for mass.

Come on, behave.

Hop, hop...
-Ask if Dad needs anything.

Yes.

Daddy?

Do you need something?

Please, I don't have time...

Hurry up.

I'm coming.

Not today.

We're going now.

We go to mass.

Here I am. Come on, boys.

Hey, calm down. Why the haste?

We'll be late.

Is everything okay with Dad?
Did he need anything?

Everything was fine, he didn't need anything.

Come on...

May the Almighty and Merciful Lord...

granting us forgiveness and forgiveness
and salvation from our sins...

I'm going to Dom Ottorino.

Stupid Ottorino?

Dom Ottorino, Alvaro here,
do you need anything?

Go...

And today, listen,

act according to your conscience.

The conscience of God, our Lord Almighty

who always looks at you and judges you.

Don't make such a long face.
No one is dead.

OFF WITH THE SAVIOIAS
LONG LIVE THE REPUBLIC

Where's the fourth?
-No, where is he?

It's very busy, there's no one there.
Never seen such a hustle and bustle on the streets.

I went this morning,
what a long line.

So goodbye.

What's in there?

The syringe and what is needed
to disinfect.

I'm going to Marisa.

Go ahead.

Dom Ottorino is dead.

I found him.

Just like that.

I ran like a cheetah.

Dad, can we have his room?

Why did you take him from me?

Why?
-Do not act like that. Stand up.

Do not act like that.

Daddy.

Why?

Why, Dad?

Why did you take him away?

I'm going.
-Where to?

Daddy...
Let me go.

Let me go.
-Go home now.

Everyone come by later.

Holy Mary, Mother of God...

Donuts...
-Hands off. They are not for you.

He was still warm,
only dead for a few minutes.

It looked like he was smiling at me.

He loved me like a son.

There are no decent men left
like him.

A saint.

Dad, the room is ours now.
-Yes, right, Dad?

Not now.

Drink some water.

Dad, how am I supposed to go on without you?

Be strong.

Who is that old pie?

How should I know that?

Honey, why are you crying so much?
Grandpa was an old man.

I don't care about grandpa.
I cry for Giulio.

What immense, infinite sadness.

Coffee?
-With two sugar cubes.

If only I had that.

What enormous sadness.
Immense and infinite.

Oh God.

Everyone loved him.
-Everyone...

He smiled at me.

Thank you.

I knocked and knocked,
but no answer.

Stupid Ottorino?
Silence. I knocked once,

I knocked twice,

I wanted to go and have a look.

I went inside,
he was still alive.

He looked at me
as if asking for help.

He said nothing,
but his eyes screamed.

Stop.
Go play outside.

Outwards.

We left immediately,
but it's busy.

You can't get through it.

Why is everyone going today?
Go tomorrow.

My condolences for your father-in-law.

It is what it is. Coffee?
-Please.

Our sincere condolences.
-Thank you.

Sorry for your loss.
-Thank you.

I need to talk to you for a moment.
-What immense, infinite sadness.

I have to go to Marisa.

She's waiting for me.
-Open the door.

Thank God you're here.

We heard...
We couldn't come.

Peppe, Marisa.
-Sorry for your loss.

Very sorry.

What happened?
-Alvaro found him.

He looked at me
and said just four words:

I love you,

Alvaro.

I've been waiting quite a long time,

but when we heard,

Peppe wanted to come.

Who is that old pie?

No idea.

Madam, get up
you are going to mold.

Get up, rest.

Drink some water,
otherwise we must pray for you.

Thank you.

Thank God you're here.

Imagine if you were already gone,
what should I tell Ivano?

Good God.

Today of all days
he decided to die.

It was for revenge, the wretch.

Evil trash.
-Degenerate stinker.

Murderous skunk.
-Damned pervert.

Also say a prayer on our behalf.
-We prayed a lot for him.

Bye.
-Bye.

Come on, Delia.

It's best this way.
What do you think?

Ivano is a skunk, but...

think of the children.

Think of Marcella.

That's exactly what I'm thinking.

There is always tomorrow.

Saint Mary...

No, that's enough, ma'am.

It is enough...

FOR MARCELLA

I'm scared shitless.

Where are you going?
-Give injections.

Poking at Marisa's neighbors.
-As early as?

Ridiculous.

Go make breakfast, go.

Daddy? Everything okay last night?

Yeah, he didn't pull a muscle.

Let me give those shots.

We need money
for Dad's funeral.

We're going to have real flowers
put it in front of him.

He deserves that, doesn't he?

Make sure you're back soon.

The sneaky...

YOU CAN GO TO SCHOOL WITH THIS.
MOM

Ladies, please.

One by one, don't push.

Have your documents ready.

Out of the way, come by tomorrow,

because it's not possible now.

I'm not opening today
because I'm on strike...

and demonstrate with banners
in the streets

It looks crazy, as always,

but I don't care, you know.

Today I sing with everyone else,

because I believe in it
or perhaps out of decency.

Participation is of course freedom.

This also applies to resistance.

WOMEN, VOTE FOR THE REPUBLIC.
-I have no shield to protect me.

Or weapons to defend myself.

Or helmets to hide myself.

Or saints to whom I address myself.

I only have this tongue in my mouth
and perhaps half a dream in my pocket.

And a lot of big mistakes.

But I pay for all of them.

Ladies, remove your lipstick
before licking the ballot closed.

Lipstick stains can
invalidate the ballots.

And the words, I know,
are always the same

But the sun is shining
and they seem more beautiful.

School and work,
what original topics.

Except that old idea
that we are all equal

But without a shield
to protect myself,

or weapons to defend myself,

Or helmets to hide myself
or saints to address me.

I only have this tongue in my mouth.

And even if you cut it off,

I won't stop, sorry.

I can even
singing with my mouth closed.

Look at all the people here.

Who can answer after me?

With closed mouth.

Look at all the people here.
Who can answer after me?

With closed mouth.

With closed mouth.

With closed mouth...

WERE IN ITALY
ON THE SECOND AND THREE OF JUNE 1946...

THE FIRST ELECTIONS HELD
WITH VOTING RIGHTS FOR WOMEN

THE TURNOUT WAS 89%

OF THE 25 MILLION VOTERS
WERE 13 MILLION WOMEN

WE CHERISHED THE BALLOTS
AS LOVE LETTERS

THERE IS ALWAYS TOMORROW

FOR LAURETTA