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Sing it for me!

One more time!

I'd only want you for an hour...

I who never can forget you...

Come here!

Enough to tell you once more with my kisses

What you mean for me

Do you like it?

It's beautiful. Thank you.

You're my woman.

You know that, right?

Don't be afraid.

You need to come back, do you understand? You can't leave me!

I'll never leave you.

What's wrong? You're not talking anymore?

Did I hurt you?

Well?

Do you regret it?

You know what? I'm glad I'm leaving.

All the land here belongs to the baron.

We have nothing left.

Maybe there's something better for us away from here.

You're going to war, Michele!

You're not going somewhere wonderful.

You'll see... I'll be back by Christmas!

The Duce says so as well.

Don't worry.

Three years later

- Marta, hurry up! - We're coming!

Let's go, Mum, they'll kill us all here!

Leave her, let's go.

Hurry up, come on, quick!

Let's go!

Let me help you with the baby.

I can do it on my own!

Come.

Come this way, come on!

- May I? - Yes, of course.

Cover the baby.

Don't you need it?

I'm not going to die tonight... not for the Americans nor from the cold.

Thank you.

MY PLACE IS HERE

Fish, fresh fish! Women, come closer!

What do you need?

- Anchovies. - A pack of anchovies...

Immediately! Do you like fish, madam?

Do you think only you women like it?

Nah, some men like it too... And a lot!

But fish has to be fresh.

Otherwise it stinks and nobody wants it anymore...

...like some women we all know...

Right? Madam...

Ignore him!

He's just jealous.

Because you're young and beautiful.

- How old's your son now? - Five.

My God, already? Watch yourself.

In no time he'll be leaving his mother behind...

- Two of these. - What can you do with two?

I'll give you another two as a present so you can eat them with your son...

Thank you.

It took you forever.

Finish up here!

Rosa's gone to Aunt Annuzza's.

After take the eggs to Filomena.

If I'd known I'd only have made the one trip.

Look, here we all break our backs to get by!

- Mum! - Light of my life!

Grandpa taught me how to play cards.

- Well done! Did you win? - No...

He needs to try harder!

What about you?

Weren't you supposed to go to and tie up the vine shoots at Micuzzo's?

Don't you break my balls as well, Mariella!

I had to talk to my friends.

How is Aunt Annuzza?

She's better off than us.

Tomorrow she'll be back at work.

But I don't want to end up a spinster like her, understand?

Or a spinster like you!

What have I got to do with it?

Listen to goody-two-shoes! What have I got to do with it...

Elena's getting married, she invited everyone...

Carla, Doriana... But not me. Why?

Take your cards and go upstairs!

What did you think, that what you did was only about you?

You should've thought about it before acting the whore.

You dragged us all into the mud.

With one more mouth to feed.

Why is Aunt Rosa angry with me?

You haven't done anything! She's angry with me! Ignore her!

Is it about Dad?

What are you talking about?

What are you saying?

If he was here, she wouldn't talk like that!

It's true.

Dad always solved everything.

"...lived in the first century of the Church."

"...So ardently did she desire..."

"St Petronilla, lived in the first century of the Church."

"She was a martyr in the name of her beloved Lord."

"This rare maiden..."

"This rare maiden tormented by terrible pain,"

"never showed any sign of impatience."

"So ardently did she desire to suffer for God"

"that her wish was granted."

Tell me, what's worrying you?

You did well today...

I just read.

Marta, sit down.

Signor Gino came to us today

and he spoke with good sense and nobility.

He asked to marry you.

We'd be happy for two good people to be united in marriage.

I'm a widower, I have two young daughters.

It's quite a commitment...

Although I still feel like a young man.

Of course, I would look after your son as well.

You don't have to answer me tonight...

Think about it.

When you're ready, you can tell me.

Marta, answer! He made a good proposal.

I'm happy to accept your proposal.

This is good news.

I'll talk to the priest and organize everything.

With your permission I'll be going home.

Madam Mariella, thank you!

Miss Marta... thank you!

I'm glad...

I knew you'd take this chance right away.

I'll go and get changed and come down to help.

No, go! Rosa can help me.

So we finally found a date!

I think 15 May would be the best.

Of course! The month of Our Lady.

So you have four full months to get organised.

- Oh, here's our Lorenzo! - Good morning!

Lorenzo's become very good at arranging everything.

Everything he touches turns to gold.

All the newlyweds are happy, and their mums too.

Especially now that the new candles are coming...

Congratulations.

How are you feeling? Excited?

Very.

Do you have any particular wishes?

I have no ideas.

Do you already have a dress?

I should have my mother's.

The best thing would be to talk to Signor Gino.

Why?

Excuse me.

So, what are you wearing?

Come on, you girls sit down.

Lorenzo, can I show you something before we start?

Of course.

Yesterday I tore a photo of Rita Hayworth from my mistress's magazine.

I know I shouldn't have. But I couldn't resist.

Look how beautiful she is!

I'd like to have my hair like that on my wedding day.

You're not getting married to Clark Gable.

Rita Hayworth couldn't even use your hair for sweeping up!

Show me the photo.

Well, actually a hairstyle like that wouldn't look bad on you.

There's work to be done, though.

In these cases, eggs can work miracles.

Spread it on your hair once a week and leave it for an hour.

Rinse it out and it turns wonderful.

If the lady finds out that as well as her magazine

she's also stealing eggs, she'll kill her.

Beauty has a price.

I'm going to call Don Antonio.

To make myself look good I put horse shit in my hair.

It smells a bit, but it makes it so soft.

We were congratulating Marta.

Were you? Good girls.

But she still hasn't told us who the lucky fellow is.

Gino from Fontenuova.

Better than nothing.

So, girls, we're all here.

Today we'll be talking about

how important the step you're about to take is.

Remember that your husband is the head of the family.

He puts food on the table. His sweat is like holy water.

He is to be cared for and blessed every day.

You must not look at any man other than him.

Thank you for taking the time to come with me.

I wouldn't like to be alone with a faggot like that either.

Let's go in.

Good morning.

Ah, good morning.

Signor Gino... What a surprise.

I'm glad you came too.

Have a seat.

Well?

Let's start with deciding on the flowers.

What do you say?

There are various types. The lily which is sensual and feminine.

Or gladioli which are tall and give volume.

These come in various colours... white, yellow, orange, purple.

Then, of course, roses, the flower of love.

Roses are beautiful.

Also because we don't have a lot to spend, right?

What do you think?

Roses... Roses are fine.

Good.

Don Antonio...

I'm going to talk to the priest for a minute.

All right.

That's Saint Barbara.

The one with the sword in his hand is her father.

He killed her when he heard about her conversion.

What did you say to Signor Gino to get him to come here?

I usually meet the husbands at the altar.

Tell me something...

Why do you keep bothering me?

You always have something to say!

Someone like you...

- I better not say anything. - No, say it! Like me, how? Say it!

You defile the house of the Lord.

Now leave me alone! You're hurting me...

You don't deserve anything...

Who do you think puts the books in your jacket?

Go, go on!

I thought it was Don Antonio who gave me those little books.

I've seen how you smile when you read.

It's not about the stories...

It's just that I really like reading.

Miss Lia at school used to tell me I was good at it.

Mum and Dad didn't want me to continue.

Tomorrow we'll go together to Elsa's.

Bring your mum's wedding dress.

We'll see what can be done.

- Where are we going? - Mum has to do something.

Good morning!

Good morning.

- Michelangelo, say hello! - Good morning.

- My name's Lorenzo. - I knew that.

You're a bright boy.

Why do you wear white when you get married?

When I get married I want to dress like a cowboy.

Since he saw the cinema in the square

all he can talk about is cowboys and Indians.

Let's do this.

We don't need to wait for a wedding.

Now that Carnival's coming,

I'll make you a nice cowboy costume.

- No, don't put yourself out! - It's a pleasure!

- Do you want it? - Yes! Is there a gun as well?

Of course! If you behave I'll give you a gun as well.

- Say thank you! - Thank you!

You're welcome.

Here, you can change in there.

Michelangelo, don't move from here!

What do you think?

Too big!

That's good, so there's some material left over.

And we can make some folds...

Don't be so stiff, spread your arms wide.

Like this, see?

It needs to be shortened here like this, tight...

See how the shapes come out, how well they wrap it?

Here we'll put some nice lace...

We'll put it on the sleeves...

We'll sew it from here to here.

Right...

We need to make it prettier.

No, never mind the lace.

Elsa, go and find something.

It'll cost a fortune like this. Don't worry...

- Look, there are even spots! - Nobody will see them.

And then we're walking to Fontenuova. It'll get dirty anyway.

Leave it to me, I'll sort you out.

You're wasted here. You have a lot of ideas.

You should be dressing actresses,

not country girls like us.

Who says I haven't?

Really?

When I was young I lived in Milan...

And why didn't you stay there?

Sometimes life forces you to make choices.

And you miss certain opportunities.

What lies in front of us is a historic moment.

We have the chance

to be part of the birth of democracy in Italy.

During the war we women suffered a lot.

And now for the first time

we too can say... what we really think.

Go home!

My wife votes only if I let her!

This one speaking has never got her hands dirty.

We're making an effort

because we're convinced

that women can make a difference.

What time does this meeting end?

You put him to bed. Don't wait up for me if I'm late.

What's this faggot got in mind, meeting in the evening?

Come on in!

You're a bit early.

Have a sip of wine with me.

Your house is really beautiful.

Thank you.

I'd like to have somewhere like this one day as well.

Why are you looking at me?

Is it the dress? It doesn't suit me?

I knew it!

Why are you always worried about what people think of you?

I don't know if I'm doing the right thing.

Let's go and see, then.

Are you ready? Let's go, then.

- Come on, let's have a race! - No!

Whoever arrives first...

You can't catch me!

- Wait for me! - Hurry up, you're slow!

- Michele! - What is it?

Can you hear that?

Come, come!

Disgusting!

Go away! Faggot!

Stop!

- Go away! - The Duce's right.

They should all be killed!

Leave me alone!

I want to be alone, go away!

Marta...

Let me introduce you.

Oh, Lorenzo, at last!

It took you long enough, I thought you wouldn't come.

Like I wouldn't! Let me give you a hug!

My friend Marta!

Davide, nice to meet you!

Go on, eat!

There's good cheese, salami...

Eat as much as you want.

There's lots of stuff here.

Lorenzo...

Francesco, how are you?

Marta, come!

This is Bianca, the friend I was telling you about. Felicia, Cetta...

What school did you do?

Primary.

...On and off...

She's a lot better than lots of people I know.

Can you write?

Yes.

Have you ever tried typing?

- Using a typewriter... - Er... No.

If you learn to type it could help you find a good job.

As a secretary.

There aren't many women here who can do it.

Bianca's organising a course.

You could do it if you like.

Typing requires concentration

and the ability to do several things at the same time.

Do you think you have these qualities?

I think so.

All right.

Then let's start.

Every night you write, whatever comes into your head

on a piece of paper.

Give it to Lorenzo.

And I'll give it back to you, corrected.

Start writing again.

And then we'll see if we can find a typewriter for you.

- We'll find one. - We will!

Thank you very much!

You have to thank your friend.

No...!

No?

When you look at me there's something in my heart

A desire that will not leave me

My life trembles when I'm close to you

My world's upside down and you know why

Only one hour with you would be enough for me

I can never forget you...

Enough to tell you once more with my kisses

What you mean for me...

When those two are together

nothing else exists for them anymore.

Don't say anything about this to Don Antonio in confession!

You know...

my Michele used to kiss me like that.

Like I were the only woman in the world.

"My name is Marta..."

"And I was born on the 25th of June 1923."

"I have no memories from before I was four years old."

"I remember the baron's wedding."

"When the carriage passed through the village with the newlyweds..."

"Sometimes I hope that Michelangelo"

"forgets as much as me,"

"because that would mean"

"that he'll never remember anything from the war."

Step by step...

"Amnesty, execution, capital..."

Sharecropping...

What is this litany you repeat all day?

Nothing. Mind your own business.

Deposit... Compromise...

Dear Marta, you're doing well...

From today I'm going to start sending you articles.

Write a summary with your comments.

ITALIAN WOMEN HAVE THE RIGHT TO VOTE

UNEMPLOYMENT AND VETERANS: PROBLEM OF THE DAY

THE VOTE FOR EIGHTEEN-YEAR-OLDS...

Come, I have something for you.

From Bianca.

Oh, my God!

Dad, Dad!

What the fuck are you shouting about?

Miss Marta!

Excuse me for coming to your house like this...

Don't worry, it'll soon be your house anyway.

Come, have a seat. Did you say hello?

Yes, of course!

- Can I offer you something? - Some water, please.

Please, help yourself!

You girls go.

I would like to talk to you.

Of course, for me just seeing you is a pleasure.

Signor Gino,

now that you are about to become my husband,

I would like to ask your permission to find a job.

A job?

A job.

But here... the house, the girls... Who'll take care of all that?

I wouldn't let the family lack anything.

I swear.

But these jobs are for spinsters.

For women who have nothing to live on.

But they're paid well...

What's wrong with you?

You want to be the one who brings a wage home?

Listen to me... you have to stay in your place.

If you don't like that, you can say so now.

Because there's the door.

I was told that you were screwed up,

but not to this point!

Don Antonio would like you to accompany me to Mass on Sunday.

Yes, of course!

Goodbye.

Marta!

Excuse me, Signora Dora, for showing up like this.

I was passing with Michelangelo and I thought I'd pay you a visit.

You did well.

If I'd known you were coming,

I'd have made something nice for this boy.

Let me see you...

How handsome you are!

Nice waistcoat.

Did Grandma make it for you?

You're a big boy now...

What do you like to play?

I like playing cards, but I always lose.

Pity.

Remember when we took that one?

Of course, I remember.

It was at the patron saint's feast.

There was that tent with a photographer.

I never told you but I had that photo printed small.

And I took it with me to the front.

What a beautiful little boy he's become.

Luckily he took after his mother.

Do you like sweets?

You should come more often.

I know, I know.

You don't have to make excuses.

I know you're busy with this wedding.

Could we have a word?

Here we are...

Some cookies for a boy I know.

Take it! Go and eat it!

And of course, for the whole family.

I'm getting old, Signora Mariella.

- You're a little girl. - Yes, I wish!

I am full of aches and pains.

And alone as well. In fact, that's why I wanted to talk to you...

Now your daughter's going to settle down.

We're all happy about that.

The only thing is she's going to Fontenuova.

Which is a distance away.

So I wanted to ask you

if it might be possible to spend a little time with Michelangelo.

I know my son put you through a lot.

But now we only have to think good things.

It's fine by me.

I wouldn't want you to be offended or take it as a lack of respect.

Don't worry. As you say...

the past is the past.

We're all Christians.

Thank you.

I almost forgot...

I killed them yesterday... they're fresh.

Come here! If I catch you...

You naughty boy!

It's beautiful.

Try it!

I don't know how to use it.

I'm afraid of breaking it.

THANK YOU

Get on.

- Are you ready? - Yes.

Let's go!

Here's our bride!

- You can go! - Good morning, Bianca!

Morning!

I'll come back for you later.

Come, Marta!

In the end there were only four of you.

I'd to fight a war to get this room.

I made our comrades understand

that if even one of you finds a job, it's a great achievement.

This is also part of our mission.

Let's go.

Welcome!

Marta, sit here!

Good morning!

So...

What you are about to start requires a lot of discipline.

I don't want to see any feebleness.

I don't want to see weak girls...

But women...

who're strong...

...motivated.

Can you manage, Marta?

It's the first time, it's normal.

Gone are the days of silly dolls.

I don't only want to teach you how to type 1,000 characters a minute.

I want that anyone who offers you a job in the future

does so first of all for your professionalism.

That's why we start with your posture first...

When you sit in front of the typewriter,

you need to give the impression you are in front of someone important

who has all your respect.

The central part of the keyboard...

The little finger on the letter A.

The ring finger on the S.

The middle finger on the D.

This is the rhythm, listen carefully.

A, S, A, space.

A, S, D, space. And again...

This is the space bar.

What does it do?

It creates a space between words.

This is the carriage.

That creates a space between lines, like a hop.

Come on, let's start again... Don't stop!

To the end of the line.

Right!... Stop!

The end of the line is like a breath.

Remember, the keys are only in your head.

I look at them, and I go like this...

A, S, T...

Look at them...

Now try to memorise them. Close your eyes...

A, S, T...

Right!

Well done!

That's all for today. Well done, girls.

Make sure you practice. See you next week.

Thank you!

Watch out...

Cheers, comrade. Are you new here?

May I introduce myself? Francesco.

- Marta. - Marta? Nice name.

Why don't you stay a little longer, Marta? The meeting's starting soon.

What are you discussing?

The election.

There are lots of Fascists around.

They cleaned up, they try to look moderate,

but they're still Fascists.

We have to help people understand how not to be fooled.

Are you going to vote?

Of course!

But I still don't know who to vote for.

You make me laugh because you are honest.

Do you think I should vote for the Communist party?

Look around.

Do you see where we are?

Isn't it the party that's helping you study?

So what are you doing? You staying or going?

Thanks, but I can't.

Maybe another time.

You're always here on Mondays anyway, right? I saw you!

- How did it go? - Your friend's good.

But hurry up now, it's late.

- Hello, Signora Mariella. - Good morning.

- Is your daughter Marta at home? - No...

- Would you like to come in? - Yes, of course.

Please.

Signora Mariella, I can speak frankly to you.

She came to see me, and told me she wants to get a job.

Did you know that?

And what did you tell her?

Nothing's lacking in my house.

I don't need the money she can bring!

The way I see it is

Marta came to talk to you because she recognises your authority.

And you told her your decision.

You have to excuse me, Signora Mariella. But after what happened to her...

Signor Gino, my daughter has changed.

I'm sure that she doesn't want to give up on a lovely family.

Michelangelo...

- Hi, Mum... - Hello!

Go! It's late.

- Race you home? Bye. - Bye.

At last... What happened?

Nothing... We're just late.

I was at the bar with my friends.

I'm hungry.

Saverio, what are you up to?

The baron...

The communists don't want him to get back his land.

They think they won the war.

- But we'll show them... - Don't you get involved

now that we're sorting out our problems.

By the way, Rosa...

what did you want to say to your father?

There's a boy...

What boy?

A young man would like to ask your daughter out.

- It's Amedeo, Dad. - Amedeo who?

The son of Enea, the peddler.

He's a good lad, Dad, and he loves me.

The young man is good.

- You always have to have a chaperone! - That's what I said too!

Now let's eat!

- Good Morning! - Good morning. How are you?

Fine.

Signora Mariella...

- Good morning. - Miss Marta, good morning.

Let's go.

For the men a nice glass of wine.

For the women a lemonade.

Do you like lemonade?

Today at Mass I saw the faggot.

Do you still have to see him?

There are still things to be organised.

We're preparing the wedding of a princess.

Comrades... Workers...

At the elections choose freedom.

Vote for the Communist Party!

These scum!

These people have never got their hands dirty.

We'll take care of them when time comes.

Don Saverio, who are you going to vote for?

What a question... For the monarchists, obviously!

These incompetents want to hand us over to the Bolsheviks.

We need to bring back the one who has always ruled...

The king!

Now they've come up with this thing of letting women vote...

But what are they hoping for...?

I don't think the women will vote.

You women don't understand politics.

I have lived fine up to now without voting.

I'm going to vote!

Have you heard what a wife I have!

And who are you voting for? Give us a laugh.

For the Communist Party.

The Communist Party?

Signora Mariella, did you hear your daughter?

She's going to vote for the Communist Party.

What the fuck are you saying, Marta?

Don't worry, Signor Gino.

Sometimes she likes to make jokes.

This is the faggot...

This is the faggot, I'm telling you.

Listen to me...

I'd better marry you soon!

Otherwise who knows what else they'll put in your head!

Good morning!

Good morning. Come...

What do you say? Do you like it?

In the end you did put the lace on.

Try it on.

Signora Elsa, can you help me?

Can I come in?

Wait...

Here...

See how well it fits?

Like this...

It's beautiful!

You're beautiful.

Bianca told me that in May there's a competition exam in Milan.

I didn't know.

Those who pass will get an official certificate.

You might find a good job.

Do you think I should try?

Of course you should.

But there's the wedding...

I know...

It would be a dream.

All right. I'll go and get changed.

Here you go...

Let me see.

Look at him! The cowboy's ready with his hat!

I can't keep him here any longer! He wants to surprise his friends.

- Do you have the gun? - I also have the gun... Don't worry.

It's so heavy... two hands!

Shoot in the air.

Go everywhere...

In the other room too, if you want.

Now it's your turn.

What?

I already dressed you as a princess.

Now I'll dress you as a prince!

Are you kidding?

Jesus, it's Maundy Thursday. Have some fun for one day!

What are you saying? No!

Are you sure?

Just for once.

Don't you want to know what a man feels like?

What if someone recognises me?

Nobody will recognise you, trust me.

Let me deal with it!

Look at you now.

My goodness!

Make sure you close your jacket, you can see your tits.

I like this...

I wear it when I go to other villages,

so people don't recognize me.

Shoot, shoot!

We'll catch you!

Look at the witch dance!

We're coming!

Mum, the giants!

Michelangelo!

- Your voice! - Sorry, you're right.

You have to be careful.

Make it lower.

Now go to the bar.

Ask for a cognac.

And don't forget... tonight...

You're a man!

A cognac.

You're just a boy, cognac's too strong for you.

Leave him alone, it's cold.

Let him warm up a bit.

You're not from here, are you?

Give him his damn glass!

I tell you... This one came here looking for some company.

Not to boast, but we have the most beautiful women here.

Some are even a little bit too open.

Leave him alone and drink. Cheers!

I'm not looking for women.

Better that way... one less!

Would you like some more?

Cheers!

These dances are a great way to meet strangers.

I noticed that you're friendly with the priest's assistant.

Maybe...

you're looking for a different kind of company?

Maybe.

With experience, you notice certain things right away!

How about we meet somewhere where we can talk better?

At the entrance to the village there's an abandoned well.

We can meet there.

We can.

Lorenzo, I have to get my own clothes back!

- You don't know what happened! - Calm down!

What about Michelangelo?

He's with the other children! Come on, tell me.

It's the fishmonger.

He's there waiting for me. Or rather waiting for this guy!

And you let him wait.

If I don't go, he might come looking for me.

Can you believe it? He was the one calling me "rotten fish"!

If people knew what kind of man he is.

Maybe they already know.

What do you mean?

If these alleys could talk,

you know how many people would be ashamed?

I want to know these stories too!

They're not things for you.

How do you know?

I got tired of the way you all treat me.

You know, now that I can see you properly,

you are really a cute boy.

If you were a bit older,

I'd think about it.

That's all we'd need!

All right, I'll tell you something.

When the whole village found out I was a faggot,

I couldn't even walk down the street anymore.

There were women who spat in front of my feet.

During the day, everyone would be insulting me.

But then at night...

Do you know how many came knocking at my door

while their wives were asleep?

Once I said "no" to one of them.

He beat me up.

How did you realise that you were...?

A faggot? You can say it!

Everything has its name... faggot!

I didn't want to offend, with that word...

...faggot... There, I said it!

It was when I met Enrico in Milan.

We fell in love right away, like a pair of idiots!

It was the best time of my life.

We should have stayed there. Working in fashion...

We'd have been happy.

But he wanted to come back here.

And then everything changed.

We always had to be careful, even when looking at each other.

Otherwise we'd get caught.

I was waiting to have a life with him.

But he always had an excuse.

Then his mother understood everything.

And so, from one day to the next,

she had him married to the most beautiful and richest woman in town.

Can you believe it?

You mean? Enrico...

That's right, Enrico Russo.

From that moment on, he began to be ashamed of me.

Do you know he was the one who started the rumour that I was a faggot?

And why didn't you tell people that he was like you?

Because I'm not like him.

I don't betray love.

And how did it go with Don Antonio?

Don Antonio...

When his housekeeper died, I went to him and said,

"In the Gospel too there's the story of the lost sheep."

He's a good Christian, he prays for me every day...

To save me from hell!

Which won't be easy!

But I do a lot for him too.

I help him a lot.

Do you know how many marriages I've saved for him?

It's getting late. You go and get changed. And then we can go back to Michelangelo.

- I'm sorry! - Louder! I am sorry, sir!

I'd like to see if you do the same with the mistress!

Release your wrists... Relax your shoulders...

You will be able to write without looking at the sheet.

Without looking at the keyboard...

The keyboard will only be in your head.

"Dear Mr Greco..." Return...

"I hereby request a copy of the document..."

- Can you show me? - Here. Do you want to try?

Mum, why are you always in Dad's room?

Mum's sorting out Dad's papers.

Remember this if anyone asks.

Comrades, I'm sorry but Bianca's not coming today.

She's sick.

See you next week.

Do you sleep in here?

If I'm not in the way, I'd like to stay and practise.

Of course you're not in the way!

You're already very fast, you know?

In fact, you should go a little slower, or you'll set fire to the paper!

Don't exaggerate... But actually...

- Miss Bianca does compliment me. - So she should!

I know why you're taking this course.

Is it that easy to read my mind?

Only those with great goals achieve perfection.

It's a good thing, Marta.

The rebirth of Italy needs brave women like you.

Bye, Marta!

- What did he want? - Who, Francesco?

Nothing!

Are you jealous of me now?

I know guys like that well...

Are you interrogating me, now? You as well!

Thank you!

Speak louder, I can't hear you.

I said thank you for your help!

Go faster! Go!

Marta, pass me the soap.

Are you asleep? The soap!

Hello, Marta!

Hello, Signor Francesco.

Signor Francesco?

We can call each other by our names, don't you think?

Of course.

I still didn't ask what your job is.

Me? I get by.

A bit of this, a bit of that.

The war taught me how to get by.

Now it's hard for me to lose the habit.

What would you like to do?

My father broke his back all his life serving a master.

I'm definitely not ending up like him.

But your father's work put food on the table.

Sure, but the world's changing.

The war is over. We've been born again.

What's the point of doing things the same as before?

You're right.

Where were you during the war?

They sent us to France, to Mont Cenis.

Really? Then maybe you knew Michele.

- Michele who? - Michele Gallo, from Folano as well.

He doesn't ring any bells.

France is nice, you know?

Maybe one day you'll be lucky enough to visit it.

On a journey...

- On honeymoon. - Sure!

If I married a prince!

I would take you to all the places you wanted.

I'd like to see the sea one time.

We could go one day.

We'll take the bus.

We can go.

Sorry, I have to go.

Are you leaving like this?

Wait ten minutes, I don't want us to be seen together.

Come here.

What are you doing...? What are you doing?

Don't move...

What are you doing? Leave me alone!

Leave me alone...!

Stop.

I know that those like you like it...

Fucking bitch!

Come here!

Marta, come down!

What are you doing up there?

I knew it!

Don Antonio!

That Lorenzo is doing something with my Marta.

I saw them leaving the village on his motorbike.

Come on! They're busy organizing things...

And then, to be honest,

I really can't imagine that between the two of them...

For God's sake, I didn't mean that.

But Marta hid it from me.

So there's something they don't want me to know.

And I don't want to know.

The only thing I care about is that this marriage doesn't fail.

Let's do this... let me handle it.

If there's something wrong, I feel responsible too. All right?

If I may...

in your place I would seriously think about

the role of this man in our church.

I saw that you and Marta have a really good relationship.

At first I was happy, but maybe I was wrong.

What's really concerning you?

You want to tell me?

Lorenzo, I gave you a chance in the past.

Don't make me regret it. Tell me what's happening.

Like in confession. I'll absolve you of everything and the girl finds her future.

And what is her future?

You know what she's been through.

Do you think it's a good idea for her to give up her marriage?

It seems more like a curse than a marriage to me.

You are dear to me.

You're intelligent, you know the world.

But be careful.

If this marriage doesn't work out,

the same way you entered the church,

I'll kick you out on your arse.

Next week you're not going to Dora's.

- Why not? - You spend too much time out.

I need you to help me here.

It seems to me that I do help!

Anyway, there's no need to talk to me like a little girl.

We need to finish the trousseau.

When they come to visit us, I want them all to be amazed!

Mariella, did you hear what happened to Ciccio?

My God!

Poor soul...

I'm sorry...

I'm a prisoner of my mother. She won't let me go to Dora's.

You need to keep calm for a bit.

How can I?

In a month there's the exam and then the wedding.

Don't worry. Everything will be all right.

Marta!

Dad, you see that Amedeo's a good guy? He brought chickpeas.

Then he told me he wants to take some land...

that of Don Ciccio...

He wants to put the animals...

a little house...

- What are you doing? - I need to go!

- Where? - To see how she is.

- No, stay here. - She's alone in the house.

Leave me alone!

Her fever won't come down. Have her eat something.

She needs to regain her strength.

Remember, call me if she gets worse.

I'm going. I'll come back later.

All right.

Marta!

I woke you up!

It's you!

I knew it was you.

- How are you feeling? - Don't worry.

I didn't let anyone into your room.

Thank you.

Shall I prepare something to eat?

Don't worry about a poor old woman.

Think about what you have to do.

Time is short.

Only one thing though...

Before you leave, come by and say goodbye.

Of course.

What have you done? Did you run away from you mum?

It's not like that, but I shouldn't be here.

I can find an excuse on Monday. Can you take me to Volte?

- I'm sorry, I can't anymore. - Why not?

Don Antonio moved my errands to another day.

What story you spinning me? Can't you convince him like you usually do?

I talked to him, but he said no...

You're mad at me. It's about Francesco.

What are you talking about?

You were right, I was wrong about him.

What do I care? Your life is yours.

Sometimes I get the impression you're playing like a little girl...

That you don't understand how things are.

Gino told you no. Why do you insist?

What are you talking about? You put those things in my head.

Now I'll tell you how it works.

You'll get married and be imprisoned in Fontenuova.

You'll break your back from morning till night.

Maybe you'll have more children with him.

And every now and then, with nostalgia,

you'll remember that faggot who put those strange ideas in your head.

But don't worry. It won't last long. And that will be that.

Listen to me...

You better start getting to know your husband better.

Sometimes you can discover good things where you don't expect them.

It was Don Antonio, wasn't it?

They don't want me to cause trouble.

Girl, I can't help you anymore.

Do you understand?

I can't!

Be good, draw and see if Dora needs anything.

Is Signora Dora going to die like dad?

What are you saying?

Wait till I get back. Do you understand?

Go, Marta, go!

Marta, welcome back. Come in.

I haven't see you for a while.

Did you have a problem?

No.

I was telling your colleagues how the exam will be structured.

It's a very important opportunity.

Don't be scared.

There'll be a commission.

You will have paper, a pen and a typewriter.

You'll be in a very big room.

They speak with accents from the North.

Make sure you don't speak dialect!

Signora Dora...

Signora Dora...

Grandma...

Signora Dora's stopped moving.

- Where's Mum? - I don't know.

Dora...

When's she coming back?

She should be here soon.

Signora Dora, I'm here.

Is everything all right?

What did you think?

That we're all idiots?

You're shameful, a disgrace!

You should never have come into this house!

It's my life!

If you want to take it away from me, you'll have to kill me.

I was thinking of all the people that I helped get married.

The "Wedding Man".

I found it funny for a while.

And you've become a great expert about love.

Not about love, and not about life either.

And who is?

Here I am.

Lorenzo, sit here.

Answer the bishop.

You'll surely use sweeter words than me.

What are your disagreements about? Theological questions?

I wish! They're more worldly things.

Mariella told me that Marta wants to bring the wedding forward.

They'll get married the day after tomorrow.

That's impossible. Nothing's ready! The dress, the ceremony...

Never mind. It means we'll do something simpler.

Write... Your Eminence...

Have you had breakfast?

Yes, Aunt Rosa gave me some ricotta with coffee.

With coffee...?

What are you saying...?

What are you doing, Marta? Leave it to me.

Would you do something for me?

"Lorenzo... you told me that you regretted"

"that you didn't do what you really wanted to do."

"Only now, that I know you well, do I understand why."

What do you know?

I know.

Because you're a coward.

But I'm not like you.

I'm going to go and look for my life.

But you still have a chance.

Come with me.

Show me that you believe in what you said.

What are you doing here?

You know you shouldn't come here.

I was taking a walk...

And I said to myself...

I'll go and see an old friend.

This place is nice...

Tell me, do you still play the piano?

Carmela is sleeping upstairs.

What's the matter? Are you afraid to be seen with me?

You can tell everyone

that the way I make you come... nobody else does, not even your wife...

Leave me alone.

- Or I'll scream. - Go on!

Let's cause a scandal in this boring town!

Tell me what the fuck you want and then leave.

I need money.

Let's say, a gift in the name of the past.

The money you earn as a whore

isn't enough anymore?

You're unfair.

I'm not the one who sold himself.

But let's not think about this now.

- Let's think about us. - Let me go!

Leave me alone, Lorenzo.

Don't worry. Your wife is upstairs and can't hear.

Look at me in the eyes. My Enrico, caress me...

How much do you need?

Let's say... 30,000.

- Are you kidding? - Why?

Is it not enough for what you made me suffer?

Are you happy?

You won.

I just lost.

My only consolation is that you lost too.

Go away, you faggot.

DEAR FATHER, DEAR MOTHER...

FOR DORA

Marta!

Come on.

We have to go, hurry up!

Michelangelo, wake up.

There's a surprise outside.

But let's be quiet, or your grandparents will want to see it too.

Let's go. Give me your hand.

Marta, let's go.

Good morning.

Are we ready? We have to go.

Write to me.

- Look after yourself. - You too.

Let's go.

Do you need anything else?

Thank you.

Bye-bye, handsome!

Say goodbye.

Come on.

- Good morning. - Good morning, madam.

I'll be right back.

I read your message.

I brought you this.

I bought it for you.

It's beautiful!

You'll need it.

When you go to Milan...

...go to this lady.

She's a good friend of mine.

She can help you in the beginning.

And you? You're not coming?

My time has gone.

My place is here.

We're leaving.

Take this as well.

Buy yourself a nice dress.

It's important that you present well at interviews.

You don't have to thank me.

I'm doing it for myself.

Young man...

Now you're the man of the house.

Take care of your mum.

Give me a kiss.

I love you.

Let's go. Let me help you.

Go!

Have a good trip.

Mum, the sea!