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What time is it?

What time is it?

What time is it?

- A quarter to noon. - Hamlet, scene lll act lV.

"The hour is approaching when the spectrum uses vagar."

The hour of hunger is approaching.

LAUGHS

"Romulus, if you want it, here we will relive Romans and Sabines in peace..."

SHOUT

Silence!

(PROFESSOR) Beware!

Mr. Director,

every day I let my students do some gymnastics.

Which gymnastics? Of the vocal cords. It is my method.

Persichetti, make the manager feel.

LAUGH

Today, in life, the most screaming is right.

So... you have to get used to them as boys. Yes, excellent system.

- In gymnastics, go well. - Thank you.

You have also made progress in design.

Well done. To reward you, you can go out 5 minutes before.

(lNSIEME) Thank you, Mr. Director.

Mr. Director, I'm glad you enjoyed my method.

Also in drawing... see...

Today I called the last of the class and I told him:

"I want to see if you have a spirit of observation.

Draw your teacher, as you see him."

- He poor... - He did as he saw you. - Yes.

- A fool. - But...

Silence! And stand at attention!

- I'm not a schoolboy. - Worse!

If it were not for the immense esteem I have of your lady...

- The one who is a woman! - That yes.

Silence! If it were not for her, I'd drive you away. Shame on you!

Once again, thank your lady.

Thank you, oh madam!

- Thank God we have arrived. - Damn, how should you travel!

- Tonino, the dog. - Here I am.

Slowly!

- Carrettiere, where is the theater? - Ln the top of the country.

- Why did you leave us here? - Horses hate theater.

When they see it, they kick and break everything.

Nobody goes to the theater here.

- Enjoy your meal. - As? - Enjoy your meal!

RINTOCCHl Dl CAMPANE

Giovanni, who did you transport today?

- Those of the theater, the comedians. - Keep away! Well?

Before mounting, otherwise I did not load them. - You did well.

Prepare me the spaghetti and the lamb.

I'll make you tagliatelle and chicken cacciatore!

I bring the beasts to the barn, they too have the right to eat.

We are all proletarians and we all have the same right!

Instead today we do not eat and tomorrow not even.

Chew and drink for 3 days in a row!

A little moderation! Dear consort, now we will go to the theater.

The impresario will give us an adequate advance...

and "My belly made hut!"

I do not even give you a penny in advance!

Here there is nothing to do.

The public does not come to the theater even if you pay it.

If it was for eating and drinking, then... Exactly...

I know the public, I've been doing this job for 30 years.

We need to wake him up, he wants sensational titles, that shake him,

that make him shiver! Theater! Theater!

I would like to act for 3 evenings alone, with my 3 "battle horses".

"Civil Death", "Ghosts" and "Living Cadavers".

And then "The hyena of the cemetery".

Father, I could do "The buried alive".

Father the corpse, the daughter buried her...

We joke? The public wants the romantic!

In this my wife and I are specialized.

MON CER THE LMPRESUAR! My dear manager,

when she sees us in JULIET AND ROMEA,

ROMETTO AND GIULIERA, in the masterpiece of SIK and SPIRRE, then...

Shakespeare, Giulietta and Romeo, Paolo and Francesca are all friends.

I think of one thing: Eat and drink.

I do not think about it anymore. - I can assure you that you will not make a penny.

Amen.

Anyway, you saw the theater. It's a bit dirty. - Nonsense.

But I do not spend even a penny for cleaning. - It is not necessary.

He thinks about the rats.

It is always alert. He can not see dogs.

- Do you bite? - Only dogs.

- Exactly! These guys... - Are you referring to me?

Tancredi, I respect you as a man and as a dog... as an artist.

I have done the "shoulder" to Salvini, I can do it to you too.

You did not even give him a knee to Salvini.

I have acted in companies where art was true,

where pure Italian was spoken.

You will make these discussions in your home. Are not we at home?

Yes, but now go to sleep, you will be tired. Here is a good hotel.

Hotel? We eat and sleep here.

I do not allow my actors to move away from the path of art.

- It's a matter of atmosphere. - Do as you wish.

In the evening I remove the light and lock it. Is an excellent idea.

- Ah, I want to give you... - No, leave it alone.

It's smooth... it escapes. It's a gift, a memory. Your? - Yes.

I want to give you the list of all the notables in the country.

They could take the subscription, but I hope for a little.

They have a lot of money, but they do not understand anything about theater.

They would be happier if you invited them for lunch.

May God help you!

Everything is prepared for the best!

Tancredi, what do you think, invite them for lunch?

We need to change repertoire. Let me do "Civil death".

Tancredi! Even if it is civil, death is always death!

"So much goes the cat to lard that leaves us the hand.".

Dog. Dog. Dog!

- Aristide, when do we eat? - When we're older.

Go to the dressing room to rest.

Do not waste energy. Where's the prompter? Lа.

(ARISTIDE) Germans, come here.

When the manager calls you, you must come!

I do not move. If I get up, I fall.

Turiddu, machinists! Are the scenarios and customs ready?

What are you saying? We're trying to get some mouse for tonight.

(ARISTIDE) Emilio!

- Emilio! - Want, knight?

- Are you educated? - Well... - Are you "fresh" about studies? - Yes.

Did you read the story of Napoleon? Sure.

So look at me, I'm Napoleon in Waterloo.

(Ermenegilda) What a languor of the stomach!

Do you hear these complaints? They are my soldiers who are agonizing.

You are my faithful ordinance. Good boy.

Take brush and glue and go to town

to attack the posters of the great Compagnia Tromboni.

I still have hope: This list.

We'll see each other in an hour in the square. The battle is decisive.

"So, Romulus, if you want it, here we will relive, Romans and Sabines

in peace, honest, fermenting."

The canvas falls and ends the drama of "The rape of the Sabines".

What a pity! Right in the most beautiful moment.

- Why does it end? - Sooner or later it must end.

Already, everything ends. Even the sugar is finished, Mr. Master.

We will buy it. But I talk to you about art and you think about sugar?

It was a SOCIETY of ideas.

You're good! When did you write it? This morning at school.

- You really liked school children! - Yes, even to the director.

- He likes his wife. - How do you know?

He told me: "The one who is a woman!"

It is fixed that my wife is a woman. Is not she a woman?

- Sure! - So why is it fixed?

- He. - She? - The other!

The manager has a lot of respect for my lady.

The lady is respected by everyone, even by her.

Because when Madame Matilde looks at her,

she does not understand anything anymore and stutters?

- M... but c .. what are you saying? - She makes me sorry.

It is a pain that my wife is tied to poetry.

But if you read the final of "The rape of the SARDINES..."

- Sabine! They are women, not fish. - It's the same, it's beautiful.

Tonight, while I was washing dishes, I was thinking of that villain

that binds the slave to the tree. I felt like crying.

BELL

Go, Rosina, they're playing.

I recognize the ring.

Mr. Alberto and Miss Mariannina. What intelligence!

What a beautiful gash!

"A trumpet sound is heard on the right,

on the left a shriek answers." (PARROT) Thief!

It is Loreto! We heard it from the corridor. Good morning, dad.

- Says "thief" to everyone. - One day I will pull his neck.

- If your mother hears you! He loves it. - That's why I can not stand it.

- You're jealous? - No, I'm unpleasant. - Mrs Matilde likes it so much.

Do you have any news about mom? He did not write. Not even Paolina.

Evidently at the sea they are fine.

- What's that? - Nothing, the book of accounts.

Dear father-in-law, those are not accounts, but songs. Verses, poems, is not it?

It's my last drama, "The Rape of the Sabines". - Really?

Read the final.

Then? - I put the company posters all over the country.

- I am satisfied. - I'm happy too.

I made many stairs, I knocked on many doors

and I spoke to many fat, dry, blond, brown waitresses.

But the answer is always the same: Theater? No theater.

I wanted to answer, but the door... Bum, in the face! Gloss.

Let's try with this professor.

BELL

Excuse me, but I have a cheerful character.

- You ate, right? - Of course, even the master.

Everyone eats!

- It is with him that "I dare to speak". - As?

Vulgarly, "to speak". Now he sleeps. He will wake up. - Yes.

I wait. Tell him I'm "on leave".

If you want to take advantage of me, I am familiar with the owner.

I got that. What does it do to you?

You trust me because I do not say anything to the lady.

Ah, there's also the lady. - Now she's at the seaside with Miss Paolina,

so he unleashes himself with me.

Today we arrived at the end. How beautiful!

He has to wake him up, so we give him this block.

- Are they taxes? - No, tickets to go to the theater.

- At the theatre? - Yes. I am an artist.

One of those that makes the audience laugh? I make him cry.

I am the cavalier Aristide Tromboni of the dramatic company of the same name.

- Do you play comedies? - Funny comedies! Drama.

Then you are like "the cheese on macaroni"! Do not blaspheme.

I'm going to wake up the master.

Wait here, I'll be right back. Take a seat.

(PAPPAGALLO) Thief.

Do I have the honor to speak with Professor Molmenti? - To serve her.

Pleasure. I introduce myself: Cavalier Aristide Tromboni,

Head of the company of the same name. We are in town for some performances.

Yes, I heard. Come. Cavalier Aristide...?

- Trombones. - You are welcome.

- Sorry. - For charity!

What do I owe the honor of your visit? Honor is mine.

- No, it's mine. - Not even a little bit?

- I mean... - Let's do a piece by one.

Since I know you love theater, I came to give you this block.

- It's the subscription to the performances. - He forgot this on the bed.

Now it's not the time. Bring something to the gentleman.

- To eat? - No, by now! A liqueur.

- With some pasta? - Yes, pasta! - Rosina, bring the liquor.

- And pasta. - All right.

He said "ok". Is the company large? Now we are eight,

the others will reach us.

Do you have an ancient or modern repertoire?

All. Ancient, ancient, modern, very modern, prehistoric.

It's a classic? A real classic, for example Aristophanes?

Aristophanes? What a dear boy, too bad that he drinks a little too much.

- But Aristophanes is no longer. - So it's less.

But he's been dead for over two thousand years. No!

- Aristophanes is dead? - Sure.

- When? - Two thousand years ago.

How time passes!

Here, take a biscuit, they are good, I made them.

Witch!

- How funny he is when he laughs! - Rosina, go. - No!

- Rosina, go! - All right, I'm leaving.

You do not need to get angry, I did not say anything wrong.

It's not my fault if it makes me laugh!

It's not his fault if I make her laugh. Scusatela.

No, on the contrary, I like it in its durability.

For me theater is an art form that comes close to perfection.

When the painting did not exist, the music was in its infancy,

and only the sculpture had given masterpieces, the theater triumphed.

I do not mention Aristophanes, we have already talked about it,

nor Aeschylus or Euripides, surely you know them. - Ooh!

They are too far from us.

Yes, today the means of communication are scarce.

No, I meant... I'd like to talk to you about me,

- but maybe you do not care. - Wow!

Knight... I would... confess to you.

Kneel, brother, and tell me if you have sinned.

Master, left it on the bed, where should I put it?

- Is it the prayer book? - No, it's a masterpiece of art,

"The rat of the SARDl... SARBINE". Four acts and one final.

Rosina, the knight is not interested in "The Rape of the Sabines".

Do not you care? Ah, ah! Sardonic laugh.

My heart told me that I was dealing with a writer, a poet.

You have all the symptoms of DRAMMATURCO.

Without the intervention of your master, you would not have...

Proud creature, go! But I will break.

- "Master of the ironworks" lll. - Scene lV. Pleasure, Tromboni.

I know by heart the act of the "Rat".

Wait up.

"Let us give thanks to the gods, that LNNIMICO makes us meet,"

to engage battle with the blood of the Romans.

"With the blood of the Romans I want a river to flow in a little while."

Could it replace the river with a lake?

What are you saying? It's a river of blood!

It would be better to replace it with a lake of blood.

Maybe with a small sail on the horizon. I like sailing!

- There will be neither lake nor sail. - What a pity!

No, it is the image of the character.

He walks against the Romans to wash the suffered affront.

It would be better if they washed the insult in the lake of blood.

No, the lake is not!

Then I "wash my hands" as the priest told Pontius Pilate.

As long as the audience at the end is calm with the same ones.

The final is safe, it's very beautiful!

Read it and tell me your opinion, whatever it is.

It is called "The rape of the Sabines".

Romulus, after having invited the Sabines, had their women abducted by the Romans.

It's the usual gangster drama.

No, the action takes place in Rome.

- In Rome they are not joking. - But we are in 700 BC.!

Wow, in full Renaissance! Good boy!

The Sabines, offended, returned to fight the Romans.

Already I see the scene. Human tangles, cannon shots,

trumpet blasts, but above all atoms. Atoms!

So many atoms!

But the Sabines, become wives of the Romans,

they reconciled Romans and Sabines, and Romulus regenerated with Tito Tazio.

- Who's this guy? - Ll king of the Sabines.

- I sense. It's interesting. - Yes?

However it would be obvious that I gave a LETTUCCINA.

Instead I thought you should read it.

Take a seat, read, they are all verses.

They are my passion. I abandon myself above "dead body".

- Teacher. - What do you want?

That must be a great artist. Yea.

- I like sailing. - Rosina, go away.

- All right, but think about it. - Yes, I think about it.

- The lake is better than the river. - Go away.

What a magnificent find! Wonderful! Which?

Cut the hair in the sabine. There is some "pathos"! - But no...

Women go with strangers and we cut their hair.

But where is it written?

Here. "Romulus: The Sabines will all be raptured". - No, kidnapped!

What a fool! It's true.

- Allowed? The door was open. - Hi, Bartolomeo.

Dear Ernesto, I hope not to disturb. No, please.

Why are you here? - I'm going to San Giuliano for a wine supply.

- I'd like to talk to your son-in-law. - Alberto was here with Mariannina.

- What is it about? - Of my son.

He studied with Alberto at the university.

But while your son-in-law graduated in Medicine,

that scoundrel of my son left his studies

- to escape with a songwriter. - (ARISTIDE) He did well. - No!

The slave who answered the king of the Sabines did well:

"You will have died, not alive, oh king perjury!" What a beautiful joke!

Keep reading. We have to talk about important things.

I revere.

So? I adopted it the strong way.

I cut his food and did not send him a penny.

> Scoundrel, coward, scoundrel! I mean!

Mascalzone! Three Romans with one Sabina alone!

And the biggest ripping his clothes off. Today they cost so much!

What a drama! How I feel these things! How I feel them!

I have "goose bumps"! Touch.

- You too. - No.

- Just to like it. - Do you want to let us talk?

All right, I'm leaving, but worse for you, dear sir.

"Every LET is lost".

Then? I had decided, but my wife began to cry,

So I went to the city, but left for an unknown destination.

That's why I came. Since Emilio and Alberto are friends,

I was hoping your son-in-law could tell me where he was.

I see. Do you want me to talk to Alberto?

Yes, I would like to arrive in San Giuliano before evening.

Sure, I'll let you know something. > Aahh!

What a scene! What a mother scene, professor!

How I feel it! God, I feel it here!

When the slave is tied to the tree in the almost virgin forest...

- What a joke! What does he say? - "And you roman that there..."

And you roman that you tied me up... Know...

Know that this heart you will not have.

Voglian the gods... Wowing the gods that this cries mine...

- Death can give me... - Death can give me...

Not disorganized.

Not disorganized.

"Do not disgrace."

- Mascalzone! How do you allow yourself? - Bartolomeo! - It's in the script!

ARISTIDE OF THE DOG OF THE DOG.

If I meet you on the street, woe to you! Take it easy.

It's better to leave.

Knight, what have you done!

It is written in your script. It's great.

It's a bit daring, but at that point I do not think it's vulgar.

The slave is tied to the tree, Tito Tazio wants to kiss her,

and she as supreme defense... Puh!

- What a mess! - As?

I meant, what a piece of trash to keep a masterpiece in a drawer!

Art awaits you, a great poet!

Poet!

- But I will represent her. - Do you want? - I want?

I want? I want everything.

Give me 300 lire for costumes, 500 for the scenes

and within 15 days Tromboni will debut in the "Ratta" of Molmenti.

All right, but my wife does not have to know, for charity!

Would you dare to "put the sticks in the wheels" to your genius?

- Suppress it. - Yes... No.

- But I will write you two lines. - But "hear".

God, how I feel it! How I feel it!

"Dear Matilde, Rosina left to go to assist her aunt,

sick with pneumonia."

Double?

"Therefore we are without a woman.

I advise you to stay at the sea until the return of Rosina."

What an imagination! As you can see the DRAMMATURCO!

From a trifle it brings out a drama.

Rosina leaves, her aunt dies, his wife at the sea drowns,

the daughter goes crazy with pain,

- and you have fun with Rosina! - No.

What is it? Do you need me?

We were talking about a family drama with a bit of adultery. "Trifles".

OK then.

Rosina, this letter is for my wife, go and mail it right away.

- IS URGEVOLE? - Yes, hurry up.

- What do you tell them? - It's my business. Go, marsc!

I am fond of her and he treats me like a servant.

Instead with his wife...

You should see the professor with Mrs. Matilde!

It looks like a chick in the tow. When the lady looks at him,

- he does not... talk anymore. - Rosina!

Go to post the letter. I go. I put the walking shoes and flight.

How much is "bona"!

- What a good girl! - I can not complain.

He says something stupid, but he does things well. - Benino?

We do not shy away from our artistic and cultural interests.

Time "tightens". You have to give me the 500 lire over the 300.

Yea. Excuse me, but I only have 500 lire.

If you need artistic, moral, disinterested help...

Thank you. Knight, when do you plan to start rehearsals?

Today, with the complete company.

You will see my wife as she will play the part of the slave!

She is good? - When we talk about the Duse, I take off my hat,

but when it comes to my wife, you have to take off your hat and shoes.

Sorry. I was going out and they came in.

I told them that you had to do! I go to the station.

You here? You here?

Yes, we are here.

We were there waiting for you as you promised,

- and not seeing you, we were in pain. - Yes, stomach pain.

Dear boys! Professor, they are like my children.

My family from which I could never disjoin myself.

Ermenegilda, come forward if you can. They are a few steps.

Meet the distinguished Professor Molmenti.

My wife. Ll the great poet.

Pleasure.

Pleasure.

Your wife can not play the slave! Why?

The slave is 18, she is thin, diaphanous, transparent.

- We make it "shine". - Lmpossibile.

Your wife is a little... shapely.

- It's a fake thin. - I would not say false.

- Now it is not reduced. - As?

She has an American bust with two big ropes.

When he wears it, two strong men pull the strings

and the body takes off, it is reduced.

- If the strings break? - BREAK!

- Rosina. - Madam, did you come back? - Do you see me?

I was mailing a letter for her. Give it to me.

It's useless, now it's here and even the professor is here. - Give it to me.

- Do you really want to read it? - Sure.

- Miss, how good he is! - Thank you.

- Why are you back? - To assist my husband.

Poverino, it's just, Rosina has left. But...

And where am I? From the aunt sick with double pneumonia.

Poor thing! Dad advises us to stay at the beach.

It would have been better, it was so good. In fact!

I felt that something was wrong and that I had to go back to my husband.

- You'll see what beautiful things! - There's nothing beautiful.

You've always done the double game, but you can not do it with me.

Sorry if I made you wait, but when Rosina is not here, it's a disaster.

Here you go.

Do not congratulate.

For the lady I prepared an eggnog. Beaten eggs and marsala.

That has? - As a child the zabaglione was poured on the apron,

- Mom scolded her and since then... - Sorry, I take it away. - No,

otherwise convulsions come to her. My wife is all nerves!

Cuddling, do you want the pappetta?

It's good!

Wait, open the mouthpiece.

No! The spoon can not be eaten.

Good, right? Yet?

- What did the professor prepare? - (ERMENEGILDA) The zabaglione.

- (WITH VOCE DA UBRIACO) Long live the wine. - You finished it!

I'm choking.

I drank for you. "One for all, all for one"!

Comrades! - Turiddu, we are not in the square, but at home, guests.

Did you like the biscuits? But that's not all, there's something else.

- We are ready. - Who retires is a coward.

Bravi! I knew it. Come on, gentlemen, at work.

Guess what Mr. Molmenti has prepared for us.

- Thing? - Everything. - "Anything goes".

- A script. - Ah!

The drama "ll ratto delle sabine".

Enough with the euphoria, let's start the tests.

- It does not seem like the moment. - All moments are good.

- If you really want...! - Of course, "wanting is power"!

- Let's start from the first scene. - For me it's the same.

- Who's on stage? - Tito Tazio, the king of the Sabines.

- Is it really the king? - Sure.

So I do it. You are too small... skinny.

Did not you see my wife? It's my half.

- So I can be a king. - Sure.

- So TIZIO TATO... - Tito Tazio. - ALL THE TEZZO.

- What a name! Let's call him Gaetano. - But it's a historical name!

- Let's call him Garibaldi. - Yes, Mazzini.

- Let's call him Gaetano! - No, otherwise I withdraw the script.

For charity! Let's call it ALL TIZIO, as you wish.

You do not know how to pronounce such a simple name, Tito SAZIO!

- No one is satisfied here. - Actually, I would say...

We do not interrupt!

So, enter TITTA ', what's it called...

- and with whom do you speak? - Romulus. - Who does Romolo?

Him. - If it's not a "wrist" part, I will not do it.

Scratch your wrist, you are my shoulder.

What do I say? - "Of this oath to witness I call the gods."

And he goes out. I do not, I want to stay on stage.

But then comes back.

We need to give Tazio time to do the scene with the slave. - Yes.

- It meets with ALL TIZIO... - You too!

- Let's call him Gaetano. - No! History is history!

I must speak, you are behind me in silence.

- I guess dad! - How happy he will be!

"Just revenge, loving the soul of the soul."

Who will oppose Tito Ta's will... Ta... Ta...

"At the wish of Tito Ta... Ta... Di Tito Ta... Ta..."

♪ Ta-ta-ta! ♪

- I received your letter. - Di... of... already?

Double pneumonia, Rosina at the village...

- Ro... Ro... - Explain all these lies.

- Ro... Ro... - Stain ro... Explain!

Mom, do not look him in the eye, or he will never explain.

Rosina's aunt is sick and Rosina should have left tonight.

I wrote that it was already playing because you would have received the letter.

Rosina would have reached her destination. It's right.

Yes, if the letter left, I would have arrived. - You shut up!

What people do?

Madam, please. "Those people"...

- It's not "those people", but... - Did not I tell you? - No.

We did not have the time. They are relatives...

They are the parents of a student of mine. It is certainly not a "pearl", on the contrary,

- I would say the opposite. - Yes, madam, she's a real rogue.

I'm not ashamed to say it.

I sacrificed my life for this ungrateful.

My wife is numb with grief,

and the sister... the uncle, the little brother, the great-uncle...!

We are unfortunates, we have not touched food for three days.

If the professor had not offered us those cookies,

we would have fallen to the ground exhausted!

All the fault of that wretch who does not want to change repertoire.

Always the same things three years ago. But now enough!

"Civil death" or "The living corpse" will prove me right.

Enough of this son of a dog!

(ROSINA) Mr. Director.

Mamma Mia!

Madam, I saw her in the square and I wanted to welcome her.

- Thank you, Mr. Director. - Thanks to you.

I'm glad you came back here with us.

Everyone felt great joy.

I believe it, his smile, his sweetness, his charm...

Let me say, words are not enough to express...

This is a woman!

Professor, come from there, what are you doing here?

Ernesto, take something from the director. But there's Ro... Ro...

- I do not trust, it makes everything fall. - Ah, then it's your fault.

But do not you understand that they want to be alone? (MATILDE) Rosina!

I explained why he did not trust me. Here we go.

Thank you. Thank you!

I know he wanted to be alone with me.

Matilde... - Mrs. Madam, I am his most faithful servant.

You are the director and I am the teacher's wife. - Unfortunately!

As soon as I saw her I said: "I know him".

- And I: "How cute she is!" - Thank you.

You'll think I'm brazen, but it's not true, I'm honest.

She is nice. My name is Paolina. The Emilio.

I know. Do not you wonder where we met?

- The important thing is to know each other. - But it's the first time we talk.

The first, why? You can not talk to a photograph.

- Do you have a photograph of me? - No, my brother-in-law, Alberto Randoni.

He is my dearest friend. We have studied together.

- That he studied, me less. - Bad!

- Why are you staying with those people now? - I'll be honest too.

I had a small relationship with a songwriter.

My father cut me the food and I followed these people

- with hope... - And the songwriter?

In a piece of history there were men who abducted women.

I thought: What a fool, why kidnap so many women,

when is one enough for all?

I would like to kidnap only one of them.

The Romans did not think so, they were gourmets

and they wanted to taste everything.

I read an interesting story piece, but a little imaginary.

- Which? - "The rape of the sabines."

- "The rape of the sabines"? - Yes. - If mother knows, poor dad!

- Is it very severe? - Yes.

And what will you say to whom will you ask for your daughter's hand?

If he is a young man who has judgment, he will say yes.

Long live the sparkling wine, live the sparkling wine!

- Give me another slice of meat. - But it's the third! - I'm your father!

Plan, or you choke. We must die, it is better to die chewing.

Tancredi, have you seen Enrico Vlll?

What a character! God, how I feel it!

- Are we going on stage tonight? - Did you read the posters? - Yes.

So why do you ask me this question? I have a stomach ache.

Of course, it's 5 days you're eating!

It's true! It's a dream, it's 5 days we eat twice a day.

- It never happened to me. - It's about my genius.

Find an author who makes us eat twice a day every day!

Aristide, the dress does not enter.

Eat too many zabaioni! Each eggnog, 3 eggs!

It seems like a dream. You all dream, where will we end up?

What do I have to do? - Leave him so. You play face to face with the public.

- And when they kidnap me? - It's natural that something is open.

These are minor trifles, nock.

- Good boy! - Aristide, do not bother me!

- Knight. - What is it?

I adjusted the dress, I think it's fine.

It's really good!

It's a dress of lived life, good!

But where is the young actor?

WHISTLES

I recommend. - It will be difficult, it's my mother-in-law's name day

and get Paolina out tonight... I do not know what an excuse to find.

Please. - You're in love? I immediately understood that she is the woman for me.

I will come back to my father and in a year I will be a graduate.

The wedding, the newborn, the bands, the nurse...

Are you not happy? - Yes, but sometimes I regret those beautiful evenings.

My mother-in-law scares me, if my wife becomes like her mother...

Poor Mr. Ernesto! By the way, how will you do tonight?

You want to watch the show, you have to find a way to get it out.

I? - Paolina could come to the theater with her father. - It's not easy.

I'm pretty good as a doctor, but for these things I'm the best.

It amuses me to deceive my mother-in-law on the day of her name day.

Do not worry, Paolina will come to the theater. Thank you.

- Alberto late. - He will have some urgent cases.

He could warn you. A doctor's wife must know how to wait.

Contenti her! What's up in the country?

An interesting thing, the debut of the company Tromboni.

What a horror, I hate theater, I do not care.

We do not care.

A strange coincidence happened: What were we talking about days ago?

- I do not remember. - Of the rats of the sabines.

Tonight they represent "the rape of the sabines". - It's not true!

I read it: "Tonight the rat of the sabines of N.N." - N.N.?

Perhaps the author is ashamed to have written that comedy.

It is not true! Why do you always contradict the manager?

No... not... it's true.

The rape of the sabines never existed, it is a fandonia.

Master, the rape of the Sabines is a historical fact.

Do you talk about the rats' sabbath? So everyone knows that...

Everyone knows it's a historical fact, but nobody knows who the author is.

- I got it? - Sure.

- Dear Madam, infinite wishes. - Thank you.

- Why did you delay? - A poor man has 41 of fever.

- I do not know if he will survive. - Poor thing!

Yes, this month there is a lot of malignant influence.

Every now and then I feel some shiver. Alberto, can you hear my pulse?

I'll be right away. Sorry.

It's his party and nobody has the right to feel bad. - Galante.

Please, you'll play us something.

It's been a long time since I've touched the floor! Touch it, madam.

- What he wants? - "Your blue eyes".

- Always the same reason! - Always!

- I have to go to the theater! - Me too!

- Are you crazy? - Dad, I'm very interested!

- You know that... - Waiting for you.

- Who's waiting for it? - The success, the triumph.

I'm scared! Tromboni wanted to go on stage this evening,

but it took another 15 days of testing. I have to go to the theater!

Dear father-in-law, go straight to bed and cover well!

You're sick?

- Yes, I'm cold in my bones. - Three aspirins and immediately in bed.

Do not let anyone in because it is contagious. - Ah!

Did you understand, Matilde? Do not come to my room, it's contagious.

Riverisco, director. I'm not giving you a hand because it's risky.

We hope well!

Even you, Pauline, I do not like your face.

The tongue.

Bad bad!

To bed!

- Is it an epidemic? - Yes, we must be very careful.

Mommy, I go to bed, do not come to my room!

Good night.

I am impressed. It is not serious, but it is better to be cautious.

Mariannina, greets her mother. The air is damp, it is better to go home.

- What a pity! - Goodnight Mom. - I'm sorry.

- Are you leaving us alone? - Yes, Mr. Director.

- Best wishes. - Thanks, dear.

- Happy birthday to dear mum! - Good night.

- Long live the flu! - You're crazy. - Ll cholera, the plague, but with her!

- Pardon miss. - What do you have?

I feel cold currents, can I go to bed? You too?

- Go. - Thank you Madam. Good night!

Mamma Mia!

- It's better than she... - I do not leave her alone with three sick people.

- He might need something. - Thanks, but you will get bored.

- No! - A chess game? - With her any game!

- How is the sale of tickets? - Not even one. - I knew it.

- But I saw a shadow in the stalls. - Yes, the sergeant of the carabinieri.

He will come to arrest the author. Who is the author?

Do not you know? - No. - Your fellow countryman, Professor Molmenti.

Molmenti? Really?

This is beautiful! I would never have imagined it!

- Molmenti dramatic author! - Who knows what's funny?

I would cry for three months in a row.

If anyone happens to come, give him the ticket. - Yes.

I'm tired of being here, so we'll be reciting at the armchairs.

I'm happy, so you decide to make me do "the living corpse".

That dog!

It is the first time that I get on the scene. How my heart beats!

Me too. Who knows how it will end!

Good, dad. Have faith.

- How nice it is! - Who?

- Have faith. - Already.

We must have a lot of faith. A lot!

Oh God! No! It is not possible!

Very possible.

How do you transform yourself, eh? It is one of my first qualities.

I enter the character and I am no longer. I'm TITUS, your TATTO.

You can not introduce yourself like this, the costume does not cover your knees!

- Did not you notice my ankles? - What are you doing?

Do you have a target saber and what is this scene? - A wood.

In the act we are in the peristyle of the CAZZUTUTTl palace... of TIZIO...

- Let's change the name! - Let's change the scenes!

We need to change the scenes!

Professor, we do not have to be antiquated. Modernism!

We are synthetic, PERDIANGINE!

This is a forest for you, but for me it is a peristyle.

Do not forget that in front of the scene there is me!

Looking at the armchairs! There is no one in the theater.

Tancredi, you are always pessimistic

and bearer of bad news.

It is not my fault, "the rape of the sabines" I did not write it.

On the poster there is your name, the only protagonist.

This is beautiful! I have to go and have a laugh!

I go to the club, we must all be there!

- Dad, I bring the whole school! - And many tomatoes!

I'll take care of it, to go to the theater you pass in front of the vegetable garden! - Hey!

- Look who's there! - It's the evening of impromptu!

What happened? It will be a great success! Here we go. Where is it?

At the theatre. - No, I drink a little drink and go to the professor.

- Let's all go to the professor. - At his house? - No, at the theater!

- Tonight debuts as an author. - As? - "The rats of the sabines."

Let's go see the legs of the sabines! What a scandal!

It's a scandal, that's a sailboat!

The boat in the water floats, my wife can not see her anymore.

- I unfortunately see her! - Aristide, what "worse" to do?

Come on guys!

Tickets! Tickets!

Hold on!

What is this riot? Be careful, eh?

Good evening, knight.

Tickets. Tickets!

Sorry tickets, idiot! They are all my friends. Come on!

Professor, what a public! What a collection!

After the show we will do an orgy of drinking and eating!

Eat this! It's quite fat,

there is also some tomato stain.

You wore it for your evening of honor.

What do you want to allude? Do not linger in double directions!

Stain double directions! That's not a costume, it's a rag.

Excuse me, where do you get tickets? I'm going home!

Gentlemen, free admission!

No! I will not do Romulus!

So again, he will think about it before writing such an idiotic part.

5 minutes before the show to reject the part of a king!

A king who says two words and leaves the scene... he is not a king.

The king speak little. Romulus is not a tribune or a dictator,

but they too at the right time, go!

So I do like them, I'm leaving at the right time and forever!

- One less. - Two are missing!

- One, I was only paying for the father! - Now the king and the princess are missing.

Germans! > Here I am!

Professor, we must not panic.

I understand, the author a few minutes before being executed trembles.

But we... "let's cut off the bull's head".

IN ESTREMUM MALIS, ESTREMIS RIMEDIUM.

There is no remedy, it is a terrible evil.

Germans, in what acts and in which scenes does King Romulus come in?

- Act I, scene lll. - Cut it.

- Scene Vlll. - Cut it.

- In the act ll leaves and enters 7 times. - Cut it.

If it comes out, what does it do? I'll take care of the act.

And the public? - If you do not see Romulus, you'll believe it's not there.

- Who's the princess? - We do not need it, just a slave.

Then the princess is on my stomach. I can not take it anymore.

The script. - Why? Without kings and princess, it is not recited.

Do not you play? I brought my cousin!

- A cousin! - Tall so big and so!

I told him to beat those who disturb. Every punch is dead.

- Meanwhile, tonight is not recited. - Why?

A quisquilia, the princess is missing. Princess!

"If you are Roman, I am sabina! My blood is noble, plebeian."

Kneel, Roman, and kiss the earth.

"I'm a princess who does not get caught up in insane desire."

"Heaven has no lightning, but who sent you?

To make the princess, she was born there."

- And the king? - You do it, Romulus. - Lo? No!

Professor, I'm a princess and she is Romulus.

- We have recited it so many times! - It will be the last cry!

- They will recognize me. - We'll put a beard on you!

- That of the Wandering Jew. - A Roman king with a beard?

Romulus could not shave every day!

Yes, professor! How happy I am!

- Dad, I'm so happy. - What do you mean?

Do you know him? It is a Roman patrician. Leave his hand.

- His father who is he? - There is not in the comedy.

The father of the patrician is Bartolomeo.

- That of the songwriter? - Now not anymore. Here I am.

Professor, I have the honor to ask for your daughter's hand.

- I have the honor to refuse it. - And I'm going to mom! - No!

- Incredible! - Does the fever increase? - No!

My husband, Paolina and Rosina are not at home.

- Very well. - Very good a horn! - For this I say very well.

- You are ashamed, at your age! - But...

Shut up or drive away like a pupil! I do not do it anymore.

Everyone against me, everyone agrees!

The flu, the chills, the epidemic.

I get it! The author N.N. it's him!

My husband is the author of "The Rape of the Sabines"!

- Director, let's go to the theater. - With her, everywhere!

Who moves, they are punches!

The public force is me. Silence!

Nature is smiling to me.

Smiles to me around nature, I am 18 years old and I am a slave.

But my heart is not a slave!

If I was born of the Sabine land and now of Rome I am a prisoner,

my fate never changed!

What is it, Turimillo that does not come?

Here I am, Onisia, your conference. Tell me!

Oh, Turimillo, my faithful friend!

I'll beg you, and you go early to the Sabines,

see Tullio, my love, and bring him the message of my ardent heart.

I go, Onisia.

- You... stay! - Who?

No, it's late, it's too early to escape the surveillance of the Romans.

Vanne, then.

But, Tullio this flower brings,

with the kiss that I put on it.

I run.

Hurry up, turtle!

Do not delude yourself, with a beard or without we are all the same.

I am an actor. You are a starving worse than me.

Onisia, what did you give to that boy whom I saw?

- Nothing, I swear! - Do not lie!

- Did you give him a message? - No, just a flower.

- I do not believe you! - No, pity! - There is no pity for slaves!

MEOW

LAUGHS

SQUILLl Dl TROMBA.

What is it? A princess must enter with a ring.

SQUILLO Dl TROMBA.

VOICE FROM THE PUBLIC

Sitting!

Onisia, does your eyelash also squeeze bitter tears?

Although I was a princess, I too was kidnapped by the Romans and slave is.

- Oh, my princess! - Do not shake!

Soon the vengeance of the paternal soldiers you will see him!

It will fall with fury and the Roman massacre will do.

We of those fellows will drink the blood with ferocious thirst.

It will be a lake of blood and a sail on the horizon!

- He wanted to put the sail! - It's fine!

APPLAUSl AND FISCHl.

Good! Brava! BIS!

Silence! In the name of the law, bis are forbidden.

BIS! BIS!

Meanwhile, we will know how to show contemptuously our proud pride

how are the women sabines made?

So much courage in me is infused.

Grate you are, oh dear princess!

LAUGHS

They laugh, but they should cry!

Professor, now within me.

LAUGHS

(SUB-VOCE) lnsistono.

Oh, my father, how did you come?

There I arrived with my men encamped

and I came to avenge the outrage done to my women.

Right revenge. SQUILLO Dl TROMBA.

My princess, here is Romulus! Flee! I flee it!

I do not fear it! I came for him to establish the war between us.

But if I want to, and measure myself, I'm ready!

Come on, Romulus, come on! Here is the king of the Sabines.

You...

Tito Tazio. Tito Tazio!

Here is the king of the sabines... Gaetano!

LAUGHS

In my land as you dared, oh Tito Tazio... and not Gaetano.

To put the most, do not you fear my anger?

My men armed with a gesture of mine will throw themselves into a furious melee

and Tito STRAZIO's vengeance will have no mercy!

And here I await, oh Tito Tazio... and not STRAZIO.

With my brother Remo, this city wanted to found and populate it.

How could I have done without that rat that I was able to give me

Rome waves had offspring. Titus Tazio, call your warriors.

I will call my Roman people and on the field with iron be decided

to whom women must return.

But know, oh king, that already vergin spose or no longer...

ta... ta... ta... ta...

babbles.

Sing, when you sing you do not stutter.

Co...

Sing, sing!

I know... I know... I know...

I know... I know... I know... I know...

♪ They are wives,

already every spousal was consumed,

know, oh Tito Tazio! ♪

♪ What are you saying? What do you say? What do you say?

I say the truth, that you know I want it!

Before the battle between us ignites! ♪

MUSIC OF THE TARANTELLA.

♪ Evver was sad fate that touched us.

(I CORO) That touched us.

Because without defense, the strongest man, we found ourselves.

(I CORO) We found ourselves.

All fierce and fierce. Alas, alas.

(I CORO) Alas, alas.

Those cowards, those scoundrels rascals! Alas, alas.

(I CORO) Alas, alas.

Jamme, jamme, jamme a guerreggiar!

Jamme, jamme, jamme to battle!

(I CORO) I will fight as long as I live.

Yes, I will fight as long as I live, as long as I live.

Combatterт! ♪

Ll professor!

Mascalzone!

Calm! Calm, guys! Stay back.

Calm! Calm!

Mascalzone!

Wide! Wide!

This is for your aunt! Lier!

LE VOCl SL HAVE.

Stop! Stop! "Break the lines"!

Son of a dog, disappear!

FIRING

What mother will you say?

Emilio is a serious boy, a scholar, he is the joy of my life.

Say this and mom will say yes.

Love is a big lie.

- Mom! - What is it? - I'm so happy!

- For your father's success? - Poor dad. - He deserved it.

Yes, but today we all have to love each other, it's a great day.

- What party is it? - My.

- They will come to ask you my hand. - Who?

A young man whom I love and who loves me so much.

Mr. Bartolomeo's son.

Ah! A good, wealthy person.

The son is more wealthy than his father! Will you say yes, mother?

I'll have to talk to him, I'll write to him. BELL.

- There he is! - Who? - Ll father and son!

BELL

- Who will be? - The guards. The carabinieri.

Why should they stop her? Now the show is over.

In any case, give me the body of the crime.

- No! - Rosina!

Teacher!

No!

Professor, what a pity!

Rosina, every memory must be erased forever.

Where are you going?

- In my country. - What will you do?

Over there I have some important friends, they told me many times:

"Come with us, eat well."

It takes a lot of faith.

Commendatore, remember us.

All equal.

The title was not bad. I would have insisted.