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Damn slut!

You nasty whore.

You're a slut,

a cocksucking slut!

Trying to run off with my son, you whore?!

Come here!

I love you, understand? Where are you going?

Get over here...

You damn slut.

Get over here.

Where do you think you're going?

That's my son and I love him.

Arturo!

Arturo!

Come here, get wet!

Put it here.

No, no, put this here.

Arturo!

Hurry, we have to go!

Here he is, Amadou.

Why are you walking around with your dick out?

You have to get dressed.

- Let him stay naked. - Gimme that!

Go on, Arturo!

- I'm leaving. - Hold on!

Come on, Nina!

Let's go.

Hold on, Amadou.

Put your pants on.

Come on.

Careful, that's not a toy.

Hey!

No fish today.

Damn sheep always in the way.

- Finally! - We're here.

- Grab the rope! - Hop out, I'll handle it.

Arturo!

I've been calling you for half an hour.

It's gone cold.

Here.

Thanks.

Watch it!

There were two.

So?

- An egg is missing. - I didn't take it.

Then who did?

You ate it and forgot.

You think I forget what I eat?

- You finished the coffee. - Oh really?

Quit taking my stuff!

Firstly, calm down.

Secondly, I don't like eggs, I'm allergic to them.

Is that so?

Are you allergic to ham too?

No, I like ham.

I know you like it...

You love it!

Lick it, go on!

- Finish it! - Fuck off!

Don't you dare touch my stuff!

You nasty bitch! Hope you drop dead.

Hope you drop dead.

Nasty bitch...

Sleep.

Here he goes...

Stop.

Drink slowly.

I told you to drink slowly.

Amadou!

Come on, Arturo.

When the mountain gets angry, it roars

and boulders start falling.

- Aren't you afraid? - There's nothing to be afraid of.

How old are you?

32.

Do you have kids?

No.

I have four.

Teresa!

Tell your husband to come by, the water's rising again.

- He can't fix that. - It's all flooded, look.

I'll tell him when he comes.

Teresa, I'm about to get up.

Look at me!

Gotcha!

You soaked me.

In you go.

Hurry up, go.

Give me a hand.

Get in.

Hurry up.

Come on, let's go!

Be careful!

Hold on!

Get in!

With those big tits you can barely walk.

Don't go in with those filthy shoes.

No, Mom!

- Come here, let me brush your hair. - Later.

Want some?

Shut that TV off!

No! Leave me alone.

Give me a hand.

Leave me alone!

Stay still!

Clear out your stuff.

Mom, you're hurting me!

Shut up!

Ouch!

You're hurting me.

Why is your hair all knotted? What did you do?

Look...

- What did you catch, Rosaria? - Whitefish.

- They're too small. - I'll feed them to the cats.

That hurts, Mom!

- Let me go. - I have an idea...

Move your hand.

You're ruining my hair!

Nonsense, it'll grow back.

You're here...

- What's wrong? - My back hurts.

- Enzo, it's all flooded. - I'll come by later.

You can come in.

Get me a pain pill.

Teresa, go ask Rosaria.

No!

- This is where you'll stay. - Go now!

Close the door.

Thanks.

There's the bidet, use this water jug to wash up.

The bathroom's outside.

Tell them right away or they'll piss in here.

Once they even took a shit.

There's no door.

You can use this, it works.

When you're with someone, kick him out.

Bar the door

or he'll come in.

- What did they give you? - The usual stuff.

- Any coffee? - No.

You should've asked, I need coffee.

Next time you can go with your list.

She's here, I showed her where to stay.

- Where's he? - Inside with someone.

Did he give you money?

No.

You're always in the way.

- The money? - No.

There ain't no money.

Rotten louse.

Not again.

I can't take it anymore.

I'm gonna chop off his dick.

Get undressed.

It's not his fault.

Not mine either.

Come here.

You're scared of him?

I don't blame you, sweetie.

I'm trying to find a place for you.

So you can leave.

You can't stay here anymore.

Hang them up.

Here.

Hold on.

Put these on, don't go out in your underwear!

- Hi. - Hi.

- What's your name? - Anna.

Come here, Anna, listen...

You can put your things on this shelf.

This is my shelf, this is Betta's.

The beers belong to the pig.

Shut the gas when you're done cooking.

We don't have to tell the pig.

Not much I can do, the water's rising up from below.

The pressure increases with high tide and water comes in.

So?

I can try adding concrete. But it won't last long.

- So many cans! - Take one.

- This too? - Fine.

- Any coffee? - No.

- There's more water over there. - That's new.

I'll caulk it.

- I'll send Diawara tomorrow. - Not him again?!

Be quiet.

You place too much trust in Diawara and his brother.

They help me, I can't do this on my own anymore.

- Loading and unloading takes all day. - He pays them 20 euros every time!

That's a lot, Enzo.

He hands out cash, my husband is such a chump.

He forgets we have four kids.

I need to chew off her mouth to shut her up.

I don't know how to cook.

- At all? - Not even pasta.

I can't make an omelet or boil potatoes.

I only eat raw food.

What do you like?

Chocolate.

Here, try this.

It's good, what's in it?

Turmeric.

What are you making?

A blanket for Arturo.

She learned as a kid.

Her mom was a knitter.

She'd wake up every morning at 5:00,

grab the whole crib and bring her to the knitting mill.

Knitting mill?

A room full of ladies knitting.

There was a huge loom that made a loud noise...

Louder.

I'd wake up with that noise in my ears.

Now she's half-deaf.

My mom had nobody to leave me with.

She'd stick me under the table and start knitting.

- She was really good. - I know this story by heart.

- She didn't even stop to eat. - Or pee.

Is Arturo your son?

No.

Not hers either.

- Where's his mom? - She died.

We found the kid in a cranny in the mountain.

Like a pearl.

He was so small, he weighed nothing.

His eyes were crusted shut.

I put warm compresses on them every night.

He opened his eyes after a week.

My sweetie never cried.

Bullshit!

She'd even sleep through bombs.

I'd wake up every night.

I'd put him here,

with his head on my shoulder, and I'd rock him.

Standing though...

I couldn't lie down or he'd freak out.

I had to walk around with him.

Poor angel was teething.

"Poor angel"... but she never got up in the middle of the night.

You did. Why should we both get up? I did other things.

Onesies, booties, hats, bibs... all woolen.

Poor kid suffocated.

One morning he was tangled in a blanket and couldn't breathe.

Quit exaggerating!

Idiot!

You're a real nutcase.

Little devil.

- He slept in your bed? - Yes.

If he does it again tonight,

grab him and put him in his place, here!

Nice and easy, without waking him up.

- He was sleeping? - Yes, he sleepwalks.

At times he wanders at night...

while sleeping

and bangs his noggin!

What'll Betta do if Arturo bangs his noggin and dies?

Betta can't live without Arturo.

Now what?

What's wrong?

They're waiting for you, go.

Let's go.

Hurry up!

Amir, come here.

This is for Giuseppe.

He was hiding, I'm telling you.

He was watching us.

No one's out there.

Forget about a curtain, put some wood over that window.

Don't choke, don't choke!

I have a gift for you all.

For us?!

Manuela, help me.

- Come on. - Need help?

They used to call you whore but you were born a princess...

This weighs more than you do!

Ms. Santa Claus is here!

Wow!

Dig in!

This is nice.

It's got a hole.

Pink is your color.

Arturo!

Drink slowly.

I told you to drink slowly!

You're all dirty now.

He's all yours.

Stop it.

Stop it! Dry yourself off.

I said dry yourself.

Careful! Turn around, there's a spider!

Look...

I'll eat your face!

These spiderwebs are indestructible. Gimme the key or you're dead.

Use the disintegration ray!

Darn, that hurts.

Damned monster!

I've always hated spiders. Hated!

And that doesn't help things.

- Gimme the key! - No.

- Gimme the key. - No.

Do you have the key?

- Where is it? - Don't give it to him.

So you know where it is but won't give it to me!?

No, my foot!

If you won't give me the key then...

You're a liar.

You're dead!

I'm dead.

You killed me.

I'm faking it, Arturo.

We're just playing.

My eyes are getting messed up.

The other day Arturo was outside the window.

- Are you sure? - He's been doing it for a while.

Little devil.

- I think I found a place for him. - Don't start again!

- He can't stay here anymore. - Arturo will stay in his home.

You call this shithole a home?

In the place I found he'd have a big, clean room,

a bathroom, and heat...

and above all, nobody there wants to kill him.

Enough, I'm leaving.

Arturo's coming with me.

We're going to the fair.

- How's it feel? - Perfect.

You're fabulous.

Be ready, he's coming to pick you up in a yellow car.

- A fancy car! - I have to go out like this?

Of course!

He wants to fuck this dress.

He's a weirdo,

but he's loaded!

- Guess how much he paid. - How much?

- 1,200 euros. - No way!

You have no fucking idea what I put up with,

all the stuff I've seen...

What happened to your eye?

Nothing.

I was born this way.

Like Polyphemus.

But I can still see you, even with one eye.

Beautiful.

You look like an angel.

Come here, put these pants on.

Come here.

Did you bring the coffee?

Here.

This fridge is disgusting, I told you to clean it.

I'll do it later.

Buy more beer, we're out.

There ain't no money.

Wait, let me button you up.

I'll count to three.

One, two, three,

four, five,

six, seven,

eight, nine, ten...

...52, 53, 54, 55...

107!

107 spins.

Wait here, be right back.

That's him.

What the fuck is he doing?

What are you doing? Come here!

Have you seen Arturo?

He's at home.

I told you to wait for me.

- Where the hell did you go? - Leave him alone, bitch!

- What did you say? - Don't touch him.

- What the fuck?! - Don't tell me what to do.

Eat.

Coffee.

Stick it up your ass, I don't want it.

You need help, you're sick.

Come with me, Arturo.

You get to decide everything,

when people stay or leave?

I never get a say!?

- Aunt Nuccia decided you have to go. - Stop it.

Do you want to leave or stay in your home?

- Tell Aunt Betta. - Leave him alone.

- You leave him alone! - Enough.

You're starting to piss me off now!

Get out of here!

Hey!

Go on, slaughter each other.

I wanna see blood.

Go on, my dick's getting hard.

Tonight's a good night. Do it!

Go on!

Do it.

- Where are you going? - Don't touch me.

Who'd touch you, you're nasty.

Shut up!

Stop it, everything is fine.

Enough.

Shut up!

Enough, enough...

I can't stand this noise!

Shut up!

Get out! Leave him alone.

That psycho's gotta go.

I want him out of my sight,

if I see him again, I'll kill him first then you.

I'll slaughter you.

Hush, hush.

Enough, hush.

Live pain-free

sweet sheep in glee.

Tufts of stars fly,

under the skin joy does lie.

Mulberries and branches tangled deep,

amorous kisses and shorn sheep.

Live pain-free

sweet sheep in glee.

Run...

without any cries,

o light of my eyes.

Arturo!

Arturo!

Careful...

Careful...

Not like that... stop.

Lower your pants.

All right.

Give me your hand.

Hold it tight.

Like that.

Good... Slowly.

Go ahead, you do it.

- Call him. - Arturo!

Come on, wake up!

Wake up!

Wake up!

Good, that's good.

Good boy.

You look like your mom.

Damn them.

This place is damned.

Let's burn it down.

You belong in the fire too, Enzo.

You, your wife, your kids, me, him, everyone.

- We're the trash. - I hate this place too.

But I don't say a word, like Arturo.

Arturo, isn't it better to keep quiet?

Arturo doesn't know how to talk.

Look at him, he's like a baby.

He has body hair,

his beard and his dick grow,

but he never grows up.

Look, Arturo!

Catch us, we're fairy butterflies!

- Hurry. - Come on.

Sometimes I want to suffocate him in his sleep.

It wouldn't be hard...

if I had the courage.

Work up the courage, Betta, you have to do it.

Put a pillow on his face.

What are you saying?

My heart shrinks when I look at him.

I'd punch and kiss him.

I'd hold him like that forever, motionless.

With his head on my shoulder like when he was a baby.

...five, six, seven, eight...

Teresa!

Get over here.

Anna...

Are you afraid?

- Leave him alone. - Why?

Let me touch him.

You have your mom's ears.

- Leave him alone! - Wait, I love him.

- I love him. - Let him go.

Gimme a minute, for fuck's sake.

Let him go!

Enough.

Son of a bitch!

Stop it!

Get lost!

Or I'll kill you. I'll kill you, got that?

Run!

I finished it.

- It's nice. - Give me a hand.

Look...

his baby teeth.

- You saved them? - Wow.

All of them.

You'll lose them, I'll keep them.

She'll keep them...

I'll pack this too, remember it?

- Of course! I crocheted it for him. - Let me see.

- Damn, it stinks. - Nonsense, give me that.

Where's the dancing doll?

Here.

- Is this his mom? - Yes, Lucia.

She looks like a little kid.

But she was strong.

She would hug you tight, nearly suffocating you.

If you complained, she'd hug even tighter.

- She was pregnant in this picture. - She was amazing.

She decided to leave with her baby.

She picked the name: Arturo.

Like the star Arcturus.

That's a star?

That's what Lucia said.

Mamma...

Drink slowly.

For my son Dimitri

MISERICORDIA