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Gelsomina!

Gelsomina, Mother says
come home at once.

There's a man with a big motorbike.

Mother says Rosa is dead.

Gelsomina, remember Zampanò,
who took Rosa with him?

My poor daughter,
I shan't even see her grave.

She's dead, poor little one.

She was so pretty,

so sweet, so clever.

Look, Zampanò.
Gelsomina looks so much like Rosa.

God, how wretched we are!

I told you, Zampanò,
she's not like Rosa.

This little one is kind,

she does what she's told.

She's a bit strange,
but that will pass if she eats regularly.

Would you like to take Rosa's place
with Zampanò?

He'll teach you a job
and you'll earn money.

It'll mean one less to feed at home,
Gelsomina.

Zampanò is a good man,

he'll take you around,
you'll sing and dance.

See, he gave me 10,000 lire.

I have it here, look.

We can mend the roof
and eat for a time.

Why has your father left us,
Gelsomina?

You've grown up,
but you've never worked.

It's not your fault that
you're different from other people.

Help your mother.
Zampanò will teach you a job.

Sure, I can even train dogs.

You kids…

… go and buy some salami
and some cheese, too.

And wine.

I'm a generous sod.

- Thank you! Say thanks.
- Come on, go.

Where are you going?
Come back, Gelsomina.

Why do you behave like this?
Oh, Zampanò… Gelsomina!

Hurry up!

Mum, where's she going?

I'm going to work.
I'll send money home.

He's an artiste.
I'll be an artiste, too.

I'll sing and dance, like Rosa.

When will you come back?

When will I be back, Mum?

Don't go, don't leave us, my child.

I don't want you to go.

I said we'll be back soon!

Zampanò, why leave so soon?

I'm off!

Take it, it's your shawl.

Hop on!

My child! My poor child!

This chain is
half a centimetre thick,

made of raw iron,
stronger than steel.

I'll break the link
simply by expanding my chest.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

To achieve this
I will inflate my lungs.

A vein could burst,
then I'd spit blood.

Once, in Milan,

a huge man lost his sight
doing this act.

Because the optic nerve
bears all the strain,

and once you're blind,
that's the end.

Squeamish people
are advised not to look.

Blood may spurt out.

Thank you.

- You never cooked at home, did you?
- No.

Fit for pigs.

There are enough outfits here
for 10 people.

Maybe there's something to suit you.

You must be elegant.

No rags with Zampanò.
My women are always elegant.

Here you are.

Try to say, "Zampanò is here!"

Zampanò is here!

Zampanò is here!

Well? Come here.

This is a trumpet.

Just do what I tell you.

This is a drum.

Zampanò is here!

Here's Zampanò!

Try again.

Zampanò is here…

Come back here.

There!

Come on.

You have to say it like…

"Sparkling flame, burning light,
blaring night…"

What's all that?

- The day after tomorrow it'll rain.
- How do you know?

It'll rain.

Come here.

Get inside.

- I'll sleep here, outside.
- Really?

Tell me…

- What's your name?
- Di Costanzo, Gelsomina.

Well, Gelsomina, come along.

Tomorrow.

Don't be silly, get in!

Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen,
for the first time here,

we present a new farce,
full of laughs.

Hello, Officer.

Frail people should take care
not to die of laughter.

We are only poor artistes.
My wife will pass the hat round.

Jump to it.

Good morning, Miss Gelsomina.

Excuse me,
are you scared of my 'rilfe'?

I said, "Excuse me,
are you scared of my 'rilfe'?"

All right, then, let's go hunting.

It's a rifle, not a 'rilfe',
ignoramus.

Where are the ducks?

Well, if there aren't any ducks,

you can be one and I'll shoot you.

That's an ass, not a duck.

My lady will now take the hat round.

Thanks to those
who can spare something

and thank you anyway
to those who can't.

Good evening.

Shut the door.

- Hello, Skeleton.
- Hello, Zampanò.

How goes it, Gypsy?

Meet my lady.

Your wife?
One of your many girlfriends!

- Pleased to meet you. Take a seat.
- No. I will sit here.

Waiter!

- Should I get him?
- No. You sit.

Coming! I am bringing the wine.

Food.

Mutton and stew, today's special.

What will you have?

- I'll have that.
- Which one, mutton or stew?

I'll have both.

All right, both.
Pasta and mutton for me.

- And red wine.
- OK.

Where do you come from?

From my village.

You don't talk like us.
Where were you born?

In my father's house.

- Waiter!
- Coming.

Bring some more wine.

Marry me,
so it remains in the family.

It isn't wool, it's only cotton.

Ginger…

Come here.

- Are you talking to me?
- Yes, come here.

Good evening.

Are you busy? Sit here, then.

- Want a drink?
- Thank you.

- Where's the wine?
- I don't like this place.

Let's have a smoke.

- Haven't I seen you before?
- Maybe. I get around.

Here's your wine.

- Have you eaten?
- Yes.

Cheers.

Where have I seen you?
What's your job?

I'm a strolling player.

My assistant — taught her myself.
She didn't even know how to bray.

Just try that.

What a brute.

I earned all that in an hour with this.

Can I take one?

Clever!

It stinks in here. Let's go out
and see the fireworks.

Waiter, two flasks of wine.

- How much do I owe you?
- 4,000 plus the wine.

- How's business?
- Could be worse.

Put the bottles in.

Where are you going? Jump in.

What is it, your car?

- Why, is it not OK with you?
- Oh! Are you mad?

It's American.
Seven years old and still good.

Hear that engine?

- Shall I get in?
- Wait here.

Where are you going?

Still there?

Why didn't you eat the soup?

She refuses to eat. She's weird.

Damn the soup! I'll throw it away!

That's all the thanks you get
nowadays.

You say your husband
has a motorbike-caravan?

There's a man with one
by the orchard.

- Where?
- Down past those houses.

A dog died in there.

Are you waking up?

I've planted some tomatoes.

Tomatoes?

I found some big seeds,
so I planted them.

Let's get a move on.

Are we going?

Do you think we'll wait
for tomatoes to grow? Push!

Did you do the same with Rosa?

What?

With Rosa.

What are you talking about?

You went with that one.
Did you do it with Rosa, too?

Oh, shut up!

What do you want?

So you're one of those
who goes with women.

Who goes with women.

Learn one thing,
if you want to stay with me,

keep your mouth shut.

Tomatoes!

What is in that head of yours?

To the beautiful bride.

It's Bajon's Fault.

We want to see a kiss.

She's calling us.

- Come and eat.
- Thank you.

Sit down and eat with us.

- Sit down with us, Teresa.
- Don't have time.

- But I must eat.
- You'll eat later.

- Where are you taking me?
- To see Osvaldo.

This way.

Stop pushing me!

Natalino, come with us.

Osvaldo, look who's here.

- Make him laugh.
- Who is he?

He's my cousin Osvaldo,
he is always kept in here.

They're ashamed of him.
Make him laugh.

- What should I do?
- Do what you did before.

A little bird.

You little rascals!
I'm going to smack you.

What are you doing here? Leave!

Do you eat standing, like a horse?

I always eat standing.

Who else runs the house?
I had two husbands, both dead.

I'm up half the night, cooking.
You think I'm tired?

I could show the girls
how to dance all night.

Why not remarry?

Yet another husband?
One boss is enough.

Is that the only use of a husband,
to be a boss?

I'm flesh and blood, too.
Doesn't everyone like sweets?

What are you doing there?

My first husband was your size,
I've got his clothes.

No one can wear them.

I'll get you something, too.

There's a child with such a big head…

Here you are. Eat.

Help me get some more wine.

I can have your husband's clothes?

There are few men your size.
Who else could wear them?

Is there a hat? I could do with one.

Yes, come and see for yourself.

Remember how beautiful, Zampanò?

That day in the rain,
from the window?

Why don't you teach me
how to play the trumpet?

Did you teach Rosa?
Did she work like me?

How do I look?

Women…

I can't smoke in here.

What's wrong with you?
Why are you crying?

Because I feel like it…

- Come up.
- No!

Come on, come up.

- You're going to stay there all night?
- Yes, all night.

I'm going back home.
I'm fed up.

Not with the job, I like the job.

I like being an artiste.

It's just you I don't like.

What's up?

I'm leaving.

I'm going home.

Shut up, you silly fool.

I'm leaving the shoes, the coat,
everything!

Every day the same.
I nag, but does he change? No!

I'm leaving!

Now, the Fool will perform
the most dangerous feat,

eating spaghetti
high above the ground.

Silence, please.
The smallest noise could be fatal.

Ladies and gentlemen, the Fool,
in his world-unique feat.

How's the weather up there?

Rather chilly, that's why I'm hungry.

Damn the wind!
It's blown away my napkin!

Won't you invite us to join you?

Plenty of room,
if anyone would care to.

- Anna, I'll wait at the inn.
- Fine.

Move away from the back.

Move away!

Soldier… Attention!

One, two…

Hey, nutter!

Leave her alone, the poor thing.

- I'm off.
- Bye.

- What's her name again?
- Gelsomina.

No more drinks for me.

Get in.

I don't want to go with you anymore.

Get in, I said.

Now, move!

Shut up!

Has anyone got any objections?

That's what I thought.

Good morning.

Hey! Come over here at once.

Please, come in.

Say hello to the lady.

This is Signor Giraffa.

- I've taught her everything myself.
- Have a coffee.

Come on, have it.

She never even wore shoes before.

She's not like us,
who have travelled the world.

Damn the wind,
the tent is blowing away.

I don't pay anyone,
they share the proceeds.

The hat's passed round
and everyone's happy.

That suits me.
What would we quarrel over?

Then you can start tonight.
The girl can do the rounds.

- Where are we?
- In Rome. That's San Paulo.

Do we stay in the circus, too?

- This tent looks good.
- Come on in.

How many does it hold?

Four hundred seated,
with more standing.

Have you met?

Look who's here! Rilfe.

A good choice.
A circus should have animals.

I'm only joking. Want a fag?
Oh, you've got one.

One must admit,
he's got a big repertoire,

an act with a chain.

Free advice — never talk to me.

- Or else you'll come to a bad end.
- I was only joking. Why get upset?

I've warned you.

He's very good.

Come on, Rilfe.

Big man.

Don't worry,
everything will go wrong.

And now,

we present our new attraction.

Zampanò, the man with lungs of steel.

This chain is
half a centimetre thick,

made of raw iron,
stronger than steel.

I put it around my chest

and link it with this hook.

I'll break it
simply by expanding my chest.

Perhaps you think
the hook is weakened?

Check it for yourself.
Miss Gelsomina, please.

This cloth is to spare you
the sight of blood,

should I be injured.

Obviously, one needs
the strength of a pair of oxen.

Perhaps not everyone here
is a scholar,

but any intelligent person knows
that three things are needed.

Good lungs, ribs of steel
and superhuman strength.

Get away from there!

The drum will roll three times.

Miss Gelsomina, please.

Excuse me, call for you.

Bastard!
Come on, kids, it's your turn.

- I'll attend to him myself.
- He's a dead man.

- Is the Fool hiding in there?
- I haven't seen him.

Come out, you coward.

I'll show you who will laugh last.

What a coward.

- What has he got against you?
- How do I know?

- What have you done to him?
- Nothing at all.

It's him who's always taking the piss.
He'll pay for it.

But who is he?

A bastard, a gypsy's son.

- Have you known him long?
- Far too long.

Did Rosa know him, too?

He knows nothing about me or Rosa.

Enough of him.
Come to bed, I'm tired.

Here she is.
Look at the way she walks.

Didn't I say she has the right face?

Take this.

For heaven's sake,
put that bucket down.

The act always worked well
with a girl.

Gelsomina, come and work with us.

Try to play it.

Very good.
You're very gifted. Listen carefully.

I play the violin,
and when you hear me…

… you steal up behind me,
and blow the trombone like that.

- Got it? Let's try, then.
- I can't.

- Why not?
- Zampanò won't let me.

Hear that? And you say
it's all my fault.

Where is Zampanò?
I'll have a word with him.

He's gone into town.

Don't worry, then.
I'll talk to him later.

We're one big family.
The more you learn, the better.

Don't forget,
when I get to this bit…

Do you really understand?

Ladies and gentlemen,

I will now play a very sad tune.

- Earlier, silly!
- Very good.

It seems Zampanò
improves the intelligence.

You must interrupt my playing,
and I said you must come close.

Now try again.

That's very good.
Now we'll repeat it three times.

Follow me as I do the rounds
with the hat.

Put your fingers like this,

and just blow.

Very good, Gelsomina.
Now follow me.

What's the matter, Zampanò?

She's only working. I told her to.

She works only with me.

I'd have asked you before,

but you weren't here.

- We all work together.
- Not with him!

Pack it in!

I won't talk to you.
You told me not to.

Go over to my wife.
We're talking.

I tell her what to do,

and I say she mustn't work
with that tramp.

- Why?
- Because that's how I want it!

Don't you ever…

Zampanò, leave the Fool alone.

Stop them
before they kill each other!

Hurry up, Paolo.

Damn these tramps and gypsies!

Zampanò! He's got a knife!

Calm down, Gelsomina,

they will stop them.
Oh, Holy Mother of God!

Watch out, he has a knife.

I'll kill the first man
who comes any closer.

Open the door.
Come out of there, you coward.

Step back!

- What's going on in here?
- Nothing.

Drop that knife.

There's never been such a disgrace
in my circus.

Police never took people away
in handcuffs.

- The other one started it.
- I never had trouble with the law!

Where will you go now?

Stay with us. He'll look for you.

Leave him, Gelsomina,
you're better off without him.

You won't go hungry with us.

- What about the bike?
- The police will see to it.

- Gelsomina, join us.
- Where will I sleep?

There's room for you
to sleep in my caravan.

Hurry up,
we're moving on at four.

Come with us, if you like,

but neither of them
will ever work for us again.

Drop the tent!

Were you sleeping?

What an animal stink!

How can you bear it?

Zampanò won't be back yet.
Tomorrow, maybe.

- Tomorrow?
- Yes, maybe.

It was all your fault.
Zampanò didn't hurt you.

Why didn't they lock you up?

In some respects,
it may well have been my fault.

He had the knife, though.

Come out.

It won't hurt him to be inside.
He'll live long enough.

But I'll die soon.

What a nice place this is!

And what a pretty dress. Sit down.

What a funny face!

More like an artichoke than a woman.

I might leave Zampanò.

- I could join the circus.
- It's a good opportunity to leave him.

Fancy him getting out
and not finding anyone!

You ought to do it.

What a brute.

I've nothing against him,
but I can't help teasing him.

I can't help it, I don't know why.

How did you come to be with him?

- He gave my mother 10,000 lire.
- As much as that?

I have four younger sisters.

Fond of him?

- Who? Me?
- Of course, you.

You should leave him.

I tried. No luck.

You get on my nerves with "No luck".

You could go away with the others.

It's all the same,
with Zampanò or the others.

The truth is,

I'm no good to anyone.

I'm fed up with my life.

Can you cook?

I asked if you cook.

What do you do? Sing? Dance?

A little.

Do you like making love, then?

So what do you like?

And you're ugly, too.

What am I living for?

Suppose you ran off with me?

I'd teach you tightrope walking.
You'd be a star.

We'll tour the world in my car.
It'll be fun.

Would you like that?

Your son stays with Zampanò
and his silly act,

and gets beaten like an ass.

Such is life!

He wouldn't keep you
if you weren't useful to him.

What did he do when you ran away?

He beat me.

Why wouldn't he let you go?

It's beyond me.

I wouldn't keep you for a single day.

Who knows, maybe…

Perhaps he's fond of you.

Zampanò? Of me?

Why not? He's like a dog.

Dogs look at us, wanting to talk,
but bark instead.

Poor him.

Sure, poor him.

Who else but you
could put up with him?

I'm ignorant,
but I've read a few books.

You won't believe it,
but everything serves a purpose.

Take that stone there, for instance.

Which one?

Any stone. This little stone
serves a purpose, too.

What purpose?

If I knew that, guess who I would be?

God the Father, who knows all.

When you'll be born, when you'll die.

I don't know the purpose
of the stone,

but it has one.

Because if it's useless,
all is useless…

… even the stars.

That's what I believe.

You, too.

Even you serve a purpose…

… with your ugly artichoke head.

One day, I'll set fire to the lot,

mattresses, blankets and all.

Then he'll learn.
I didn't refuse to go with him.

10,000 lire. I started work
and all I get is beaten.

It's not good enough. He won't think,
so I tell him, but with no effect.

What's the point?
I'll poison his food.

I'll burn the lot, the lot.

Who else but me
would put up with him?

They asked you to stay?

Wake up. Did they ask you
to stay with the circus?

Did they say anything about me?

They don't want you or Zampanò
any more.

They'll be sorry.
Money follows in my footsteps.

I never needed anyone.
Here today, gone tomorrow.

People soon bore me.
I like to keep on the move.

I go on my way.

That's me, I can't help it.
Never a roof over my head.

Why did you say you'd die soon?

I've always had that thought,
with the job I do.

One day, I'll break my neck,
and no one will care.

Not your mother?

Will you wait for him,
or go with them?

I'll take the bike
to the police station.

He'll find you later.

Won't this dinosaur ever start?

What a crate!

Come on, get out.

There's the police station.

Are you going?

Yes. You'd rather come with me?

But I don't intend to take a girl on.
I don't need one.

This will be…

… a little keepsake.

Goodbye, Gelsomina.

I am here.

They said I could stay
with the circus.

Why not?

- Which way is my house?
- That way.

Once I dreamed only of going back,

but now I don't care so much.

Home now seems to be with you.

Really?

After all the starvation
you had at home,

it must be an effort
to stay with me.

You're like a beast, you never think!

Didn't you starve?

Never have!

A storm's brewing.
Is it far to the nearest village?

Not so far, but the road's
through the mountains.

We won't make it.
I'm short of petrol.

There's our convent.

Wait here.

I got some oil, Mother.

This man asks if we can shelter them
for the night.

Excuse me, Mother. We're short
of petrol, and it's getting late.

It's a long way to the village
and my wife isn't well.

- They could sleep in the barn.
- For tonight, then.

She says you can sleep in the barn.

Thank you, Mother.
Thank you very much.

I've found some more.

Thank you, it's very nice.

Won't you have some more?

Go on, have some.

Does she work with you?

She helps me a bit.
She plays the drum and the trumpet.

Play for the Sister.

How beautiful!
You're very good.

- Enough now. Wash up.
- I'll do that.

- It's her job.
- We'll do it together.

How beautifully she plays.

- What's the tune called?
- I don't know.

What's she doing?

I'll do it, Sister.
It's no job for you.

I always do it.

You sleep in that?

There's plenty of room.
It's furnished like a house.

- Do you like moving around?
- It's his job.

We change our convent
every two years.

- This is my second.
- Why?

So we won't become attached
to worldly things.

One puts down roots.

One cherishes many things
and forgets the most important — God.

We both travel. You follow
your spouse, I follow mine.

True, each to their own.

Would you like to see the convent?
I'll show you.

It's over a thousand years old.

Why do you keep me?
I'm not pretty and I can't even cook.

What the devil do you want?

Go to sleep.

Funny sense of humour you've got.

It's raining. It's nice in here.

Would you be sorry if I died?

Do you feel like dying?

Once I'd rather have died than stay.

Now, I would even marry you.

Well, if we have to live together…
even a stone serves a purpose.

You've got to think about things
like that. Do you ever think?

- There's nothing to think about.
- Of course there is.

What should I think about?

Come on, tell me!

Stop going on about stupid things!

I'm tired.

Aren't you a little fond of me?

Will you shut up?

I can't get to those silver heads.
You try.

- What are you doing?
- What's that? You say no to me?

- You mustn't do it.
- Shut up!

- Thank you.
- The Lord be praised.

Thank you. Goodbye.

Safe journey. Wait.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Would you like to stay?
Shall I ask Mother Superior?

Sisters…
Put this away.

Many thanks
for your kind-hearted hospitality.

The thanks of a humble artiste.

Push.

Rilfe. Come to give me a hand?

I'll help you, too, one day.

Easy, Rilfe.

Drop it.

Zampanò, stop it!

Let's see you tease me now.

Stop it!

You won't kill me?

A little present from Rilfe.

Thank you.

It'll be worse next time.

Worse than this?

You've broken my watch.

Zampanò, come here quickly!

He's hurt! He's hurt!

Get up, don't play the fool.

He's dying.

Can't you shut up?

Shut up!

Are you going to shut up?

Now they'll get me.

People with weak hearts
are advised not to look.

The hook could pierce the flesh
and blood could spurt out.

The drum will roll three times.

Miss Gelsomina. The drum!

The Fool is hurt.

Zampanò. The Fool is hurt.

What's the matter with you?

No one saw us, we're quite safe.

They couldn't care less about us.

I'm hungry.

Stay here, I'll see to it.

Where are you going?

Where are you going?

Want to go home?

Eat.

All you do is cry!

I can't stand this anymore!

I'm coming in to sleep.

Don't come in.

Shut up. I'll sleep outside.

- It's nice here.
- It's cold.

Sit down there in the sun.

Something to eat?

- Something's lacking.
- I'll see to it.

At last. It's 10 days
since you stirred yourself.

I didn't mean to kill him.
I only hit him twice.

Nothing, really.
A bit of blood from the nose.

Then he falls flat.

Must I do life
for a couple of punches?

Haven't I a right to work in peace?

Thank goodness, we can leave now.

There's a fair in the village.

It's not far.
We'll make some money there.

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

The Fool is hurt.

I'll take you home.

Shall I take you to your mother?

Would you like that?

Who else but me
will stay with you?

I can't go on like this.
I must earn a living.

You're not well up here.

You'll get cold out here. Get inside.

Come on.

You killed him.

I'm fine in the sun.

I wanted to run away from you.
He told me to stay.

We need more wood, the fire's dying.

Get off, kids, go home,
go to the beach.

We'll see you tonight at the circus.

Tell your parents you want
to come to the circus tonight.

- Going somewhere?
- Just for a stroll.

Shall I come with you?

No, I'll come back soon.

A cone with cream.

And a bit of lemon.

Where did you learn that song?

- What song?
- The one you were singing.

Ah, this one…

From a girl who was here
long ago.

- How long ago?
- Four or five years ago.

She used to play it on the trumpet.

Where is she?

She's dead, poor thing.

You're from the circus, too,
like her.

No one here knew her.

She never talked, she looked mad.

My father found her
on the beach one evening.

She was ill, feverish.

She wouldn't eat or speak.
She just cried.

When she felt better,
she would sit playing the trumpet.

One morning, she wouldn't wake up.

The mayor tried to find out
who she was.

Ask him.

Presenting Zampanò,
the man with lungs of steel.

He'll be followed by a comic sketch.

A chain, half a centimetre thick,

made of raw iron,
stronger than steel.

I'll break the link

simply by expanding my chest.

This cloth is not for protection.

It is to spare you the sight of blood
should I be injured.

People with weak hearts…

… are advised not to look.

Come on, stop now.
It's late, you should go to bed.

Leave me alone.

- Come on, go to bed.
- Leave me!

- Come on, behave, stop drinking.
- Waiter!

I'm going to take you
somewhere better.

Come on. Let's go.
Leave that! Stop drinking.

- Listen to me. Come on.
- I can walk.

- OK. Let's go.
- Don't touch me!

The bill, please.

Throw him into the sea.

Leave him. Are you out of your mind?
They're going to beat you up.

Help me take him outside.

We're sick of you.

I am going to teach you a lesson.

You think you're really brave?

You're a coward.

- Leave me alone.
- You'd better leave.

Leave me!

Go, I'll take care of this.
Go back inside.

How brave!

Leave him.

Just go. You're disgusting.
I pity you! Go away.

Stop kicking him, he's drunk.
He's not with it, can't you see that?

Leave me.

I said, leave me alone!

You're beating me up, now?
It's me.

I don't have any friends.

OK, do whatever you want.

I don't want any friends.

- Go on! Destroy everything.
- What a friend.

Why don't you come out now?
All of you.

- Damn fool!
- Come out now.

I'm going to crush you.

Cowards! I don't need…

I don't need anyone.

I want to stay alone.

Alone.