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"The Two Lives of Mattia Pascal"

PART THREE

Who would be interested in my story?

That's what you think!

It sounds like a tale by Boccaccio, Bandello...

with all these intrigues involving women...

children, other people's children...

Money lost, found, and lost again...

Presumed dead, dead bodies resurrected...

You see? Write it also to leave a testimony!

If it does not work out, throw it away.

But... what if you do it right?

I would not even know where to start.

If you ask me...

...the death of your poor father...

It's even an original start.

What originality? Who hasn't lost a father?

Well, those who have died before their father.

My case is quite normal.

I took care of the administration of agricultural enterprise...

and began to court Oliva, the daughter of the foreman...

who chose to marry Malagna, our administrator.

Who got rich by stealing from us...

Malagna even tried to take my Romilda...

a woman I almost married. I impregnated her.

Malagna was willing to leave his wife...

who seemed unable to have children...

but in the end she had one. My child.

Out of revenge, you returned to Oliva, and she became pregnant.

Afterwards, Malagna returned to his legal wife...

and forced me to marry his niece Romilda.

Living with my mother-in-law and my wife...

was detrimental to my mother's health.

She soon left this world.

And you left Miragno...

taking the money your brother...

sent for the funeral.

A very difficult decision.

I was also tempted to commit suicide.

Then as luck would have it, a train stopped.

Luck that followed you to Monte Carlo.

Yes, and it remained with me until it vanished.

Had I not stpped in time...

I would have ended badly, like so many others.

It was then that you returned to Miragno...

And I witnessed... my funeral.

A very strange circumstance, I admit...

but your reaction was dishonorable.

What could I do?

All of you were convinced I was buried there.

Should I have jumped out and embraced my wife and my mother-in-law?

When I received the opportunity to become another man.

Free of any bond or any obligation.

Free again.

Able to create a future for myself.

I started looking for an identity outside the law.

Unfortunately, things...

...are always more complex than you think.

The practical difficulties aren't the only thing that influence us.

I took refuge in the Paleari residence, due to the practical difficulties.

I became friends with Mr. Paleari...

with that crazy Miss Caporale...

and sweet Adriana.

And you fell in love. -No, I liked her.

Is it my fault if I like women?

And did she like you?

Pellegrinotto, you never remember anything...

When it comes to women, it's useless, you...

I've already told you. I had invited her to take a trip with me.

Yes, yes.

Miss.

-Can I help you? - No thanks, I can do it.

Come on!

Please take this, and give me your stuff.

Thank you. -Please.

You seem to be in good spirit. Everything fine?

Yes, I went to the Embassy. I have good news.

I have to take the photos...

and by the end of the month I'll be able to leave,

because I'll receive the documents.

I don't know why, I thought...

...you'd stay in Rome for awhile.

No! What is a man to do in this country? You must leave Italy.

Think of how much there is to see, new people to meet.

One cannot always be locked in his house! One has to move.

I want to go on a trip before returning to South America.

Look at this. Mauritius.

I have a friend who was in the Seychelles...

and he told me it's a paradise.

Look at India, for example.

I've never been out of Italy.

Not even in San Marino.

But it's very simple.

When I'll be leaving, prepare the bag and come with me.

I am alone, you're alone...

I'm Adriano, you're Adriana...

It doesn't seem like a good enough reason.

It feels like we're on a plane. Are you afraid?

No.

Oh, my God. I'm sorry!

Are you hurt?

I'm sorry. -No.

I'm such a fool!

So give me a kiss, as it's done with children.

You think you're a kid?

No. Actually, I'm a little old. I'm sorry.

No, I...

It's not what I meant. Excuse me.

Mr. Meis, do you remember the key points...

of the cryptological language?

Two strikes means yes.

Three strikes means no.

Four: dark.

Five: talk.

Six: light.

Now, we focus and form the chain.

Are you in the chain?

Good.

-Mr. Meis. -Yes?

I feel...

I feel that you are thinking of someone.

- Am I right? - Yes.

I am thinking of a very sweet person.

You want to know something about that person.

I wonder what that person thinks of me.

Then let's try and call this spirit.

Four strikes.

I feel that phenomena...

present themselves through unusual energy.

-Mr. Meis. -Yes?

You want to call it?

Who?

Call the spirit.

Say its name.

Mattia Pascal.

Mattia Pascal...

Mattia Pascal...

How long has he been dead?

And how?

About a month, a suicide.

Suicide?

They are the best...

and most eloquent...

It's here.

Mr. Meis, quickly! A question!

What's your name? Who are you?

What do you mean? Isn't his name was Mattia Pascal?

Yes, yes. But he understands. What's your name? Who are you?

I don't understand. Mr. Meis, repeat the question.

- I'm afraid. -No...

What's your name? Who are you?

There...

...it's moving.

Here it is! Here it is!

-Who? - Your spirit, look!

The dead person you called!

I spent hours practicing to change my handwriting...

and make a new signature: Adriano Meis.

One night...

You knew how to find me! Why didn't you tell me?

Tell you what? What do I represent in this house?

I'm wasting my time!

Spit it out! You've got your eyes set on Adriana.

and now you fear that the new tenant will take her from under your nose!

He's not young, but he's a good man, nice, helpful...

and even rich, I believe.

What's this? A jealousy scene?

-You're stupid! -Stupid, yes!

For trusting you, who only wants my money!

You'll get them, don't worry!

I've been hearing that for a long time.

No! I know I'll never get them!

I told Adriana and her father. They know everything!

You're an idiot!

Exploiter!

I am a good person. I had to explain...

why I haven't been able to pay the rent for a few months now.

You pay them!

What's happening?

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Actually, I came back from Naples and I don't like the news I heard.

- I don't want spies in the house. - What spies?

What have we got to hide?

In these days you shouldn't accept the first who comes here.

One who doesn't even have his documents in order.

Anything can happen. Maybe he's a drug dealer or a fugitive...

He's talking about Mr. Meis.

He says he didn't send him and that, therefore, he may be a criminal.

Go to sleep, I need to talk to my sister-in-law!

No! Stay here, miss.

Listen, haven't we agreed that it will be me...

...who'd get information about those who wanted to stay in this house?

That is a right you gave to yourself.

The house belongs to my father and me. And we do what we want.

It seemed like a good opportunity and we have taken him in.

Mr. Meis is a good person.

You can see that right away.

Mr. Meis. Come, please.

Sorry, could you come here for a moment, please?

Here... Mr. Meis...

...and this is my brother-in-law, Terenzio Papiano.

- Good evening. - He just arrived from Naples.

Nice to meet you.

Ms. Clara who sent me here can give you all the guarantees about me.

Ah! Ms. Clara.

I know her very well.

You... Are you her client?

Well...yes, in a sense.

I'm sorry for not being here when you arrived...

...but I believe my sister-in-law knew how to deal with everything.

-Yes. - Right?

Thank you. I haven't missed anything.

We must have awakened you with our conversation.

-No. -I'm sorry.

Good night. Well. let's go. Come on.

Good night.

Thank you.

You don't know how grateful I am.

Wait!

No! What are you doing? Are you crazy?

- Does it seem like the right time? - When?

I don't know.

Stop! Stop here, please.

- How much is it? - Six thousand.

Keep the change.

But what are you doing?

Warming up the muscles. It's a 10 km walk, what do you think?

- We'll walk for 10km? - Not you!

For the Lady of Divine Love. It brings good luck. I do it twice a year.

This is the attorney Cirino Sette. Also known as "Seven Beauties."

- Meis. Pleasure. - Have you brought the money?

Yes, but I would like to know more...

...about the procedures of this operation.

What procedures?

- Trust me, or I bid you goodbye. - Trust him, trust him.

It's something you've never seen before.

- Give it to me! - Here.

Photos.

I brought 4 photos, all the data, so...

-Show me. -Here, look.

Regarding Buenos AIres, everything will be just fine...

But Italian nationality...

...equals higher prices and longer times.

How much?

- Ten months? -Millions.

Then I'd rather have Argentinian. How long will it take?

A little. Give her a call.

Stay on your toes!

-We'll keep in touch! -Stay on your toes.

Lawyer!

Listen, lawyer. Could you give me a lift?

What is it?

Nothing. Nothing.

We'll keep in touch. I trust you.

While waiting for a phone call from Clara or her lawyer...

...I spent entire days at home staying on my toes...

...like that strange guy told me to do...

...as well as courting Adriana.

Bravo! When you are finished with the soil...

- ...you can put the geraniums. - That too?

Damned be the day I accepted work as a gardener!

Every promise is a debt.

That's what I say!

I was also interested in Ms. Caporale's work.

It's all about emission and respiration, of course.

The voice must come from here.

A - a - a - e - i - o - u

Try it.

A - a - e - e...

i - o - and u.

Is that okay?

I spent long hours with old man Paleari...

who taught me how to play checkers.

Adriana, sit next to me.

Concentrate hard...

because I feel we have the spirit of Max here tonight.

Concentrate hard.

Lights off...

The chain is not balanced.

-You have to change places. -What does that mean?

Me?

- That's better? -Yes.

Silence!

Light!

Light!

What has happened?

She's hurt. That's something new, inexplicable and strange.

Max is a very sweet spirit. He would never have done that.

Everyone has their motives.

Who is it?

Adriana.

Turn off the light.

You finally decided...

Come in.

First turn off the light.

My name is Adriano Meis I called 100 times and no one answers.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I expected a call from you for weeks.

Come day after tomorrow.

- When? - At noon.

- Is it finished? - In a way, yes. Goodbye.

Ah! Listen, Mr. Meis.

Yes?

Could I have a word with you?

What's it about?

Can we go to your room?

Speak.

Well, it's about business.

Business?

Yes. May I?

An acquaintance of mine, a person I respect very much...

is a creditor of a very large amount.

Naturally, he's in possession of bills of exchange,...

effects and credit bonds that guarantee it.

But now he found himself in a serious financial difficulty...

and therefore needs to realize immediately.

That's why he is willing to transfer his credit in a very profitable manner...

...to anyone willing to buy it.

To sum it all up, with 80 or 100 million, you would be in possession...

of a credit worth almost twice that.

But... I don't understand why you came to talk to me.

I don't do business...

...and besides, I don't have such a sum. If only.

-Oh, no? -No.

Weird, I was convinced otherwise.

I don't know where you got that information.

From a mutual acquaintance.

Think twice before saying no.

It's a very profitable business from all viewpoints.

For you, naturally.

Excuse me, but...

You told me you'd call after a few days...

Yes, but...something happened and...

What?

They arrested the lawyer "Seven Beauties. "

- It was in the newspapers. - Arrested?

Yes! His partner says he will get at least 3 years.

What about my money?

How could I know?

We saw each other on Saturday morning, I think.

-Yes. -He was arrested Monday.

-Where? -On the street.

But my money, my documents, pictures... where did he keep them?

I want to talk to his partner. - What is it?

He wants to talk to you.

There's not much to tell. It happened. What do you want from me?

He kept the money.

If the money isn't clean, that's a problem.

The money is clean, spotless...

and you have to return it, in accordance to the deal.

We respect our commitments, but...

If the judicial inquiry isn't closed, your process is on hold.

- And how long must I wait? - This is Italy.

My brother awaited trial for a year and a half.

Hopefully they'll have more consideration for "Seven Beauties".

But can't my process continue all the same?

We offer legal documents...

...issued by the people from the Police and Consulate.

But if the higher-ups stop us we halt our operation. That's the rule.

What does waiting cost you? You have a home, I found it for you.

By the way, this Terenzio, what does he know about me?

Okay, we'll talk later. Look, no one makes a fool out of me.

-Either you give me the money or... -Or what?

You spoke too much for my taste.

Whether you're okay with it or no makes no difference.

- So...? - So you better leave, understand?

I dont want to hurt you.

What is it, my love? You're not sleeping?

I can't.

You've been agitated all day.

- What happened? - Nothing.

Actually something happened. I went to the Embassy...

and things are still not looking good.

- The documents? - Yes.

You don't have to worry.

I found a solution.

What solution?

I know an Argentine Jesuit...

who was our guest last year.

He is a good friend of the Ambassador...

and he swore that he'll arrange an interview.

With Argentine Ambassador? And what for?

What do you mean?

If we decide to involve the Ambassador in the middle of this...

then everything will get messed up!

Let's let things run their course.

- You'll see that sooner or later... -But you told me it was...

Yes, I said so. But I realized I'd better...

achieve the dual nationality.

After all, this is an Italian process that needs to be sped up.

Uncle, then!

-What uncle? -Uncle Gino.

Who is he?

Uncle Gino, my poor mother's brother.

He was a Sergeant.

He is now retired, but knows everyone in the police.

-We'll go tomorrow and solve everything. -Ah! Uncle Gino!

Furthermore, tomorrow is a holiday.

Holiday? What holiday?

My party. It's my birthday.

Congratulations. Why didn't you tell me?

I wanted to surprise you.

Instead, you know what we'll do tomorrow? We'll go to the sea.

These are the first sunny days and we will enjoy them...

We spent a beautiful day outdoors...

to celebrate my alleged birthday.

Adriana's presence, the first warm days of spring...

The calmness and serenity of the sea...

made me forget all my problems.

But I did not know what expected me on my return.

Come on, the table is almost set.

- Who cooked? - Terenzio...

Ms. Caporale.

Adriano.

Table is set. We are waiting...

What happened?

What happened was that someone...

...has gotten his hands...

When did I open it last?

There's at least 200 million missing!

What?

-Dad! -Be quiet!

Let me check.

I can not believe it. I can not believe it.

Why did you bring so much money to this house?

Remember that story about the documents?

This is the result of a sale of two houses and property...

but I can not open a bank account without documents, understand?

But there's 200 million missing.

Oh, my God!

My God, it was him!

Oh, my God indeed! My God, he's a thief!

He's a thief as well!

Dad!

Come here! Be quiet! You want to make a fuss?

Swear you will not say anything.

No! I want this house free of that disgusting man!

-Dad! -Adriana, what happened?

Call the police!

What are you saying, stupid? Are you crazy?

You have stolen 200 million. My God!

-What are you saying? - Stop this charade!

How can that be?

Nobody leaves here, understand? No one comes out.

-What are you saying? -200 million.

You don't believe me. Come. Come on.

- But, how is that possible? -Is it true, Mr. Meis?

Let's make a complaint to the police. I have nothing to lose.

Oh, really? I bet it was you. I will report you to the police.

-And don't think I'm kidding. -Enough! I'm calling the police.

No, no. No police. No carabinieri.

It was all a misunderstanding. I've found everything.

-God be praised! -You found it?

-Yes. -And where were they?

I was like that man...

...who was looking for a donkey while he was sitting on it.

I had it in my wallet. I apologize.

I saw you look for it everywhere.

But since you're an idiot, you probably didn't see well.

-But you promised... -I promised nothing!

I want to get rid of this thief who destroyed my poor sister's life...

Who persecutes me with obscene proposals...

...not out of love but out of interest, like you did with this lady...

Enough!

- Hey, you... -Get your hands off me!

You'll see it's nothing.

He took me by surprise, That crook.

It's always the good people that pay the price.

Had he not taken me by surprise, I'd show him...

Fight?

No, an accident.

Documents.

Why? I fell down the stairs.

You need to have the documents.

I don't have them here.

You need them to make the report.

Very good. Let me get treated first and then...

Get out!

Let me go. I didn't do anything!

Get out, move.

-But I didn't see anything! -Come on, walk!

What do you want from me?

Can't you see I'm wounded? You're hurting me.

What are you doing?

Come on. Let's go.

-But don't you want to get treated? -No. It's nothing.

- Come on, hurry. - But you're hurt!

-You'll patch me up later. -Why?

Because it's nothing.

How did that happen?

I fell.

-Yeah, from the fourth floor. -Kid, go to your mother...

Wait for me! I'm going too!

Why didn't you get treated?

Sometimes you act like a child.

Now we'll go home and make the complaint.

Because you don't fool me. You got robbed.

No, I'm not going back to that house.

I don't want to see Terenzio ever again.

I understand you, my love.

But you can't avoid that thief and criminal so easily.

Listen, I told you nothing was stolen.

Plus I have no proof. Do you want to make a scandal?

-I want to leave. -But where without the documents?

I don't need to stay here to obtain the documents.

Each city has an Argentine consulate...

...and the police headquarters. I want to go.

What about me?

I'll never leave you.

I'm going with you.

Wherever you want...

Because I love you.

And you love me too, right?

Can't you see the signs of my love for you on my face?

Listen. I have an idea. You know what we'll do?

A classic. We will go to Venice on our honeymoon.

Would you like that?

Now go home and start packing.

Pack my stuff, too.

And I'll go find us...

...a hotel. Go.

Beyond everything, Adriana was a good cover.

With the assurance of her documents and my statement of loss...

we could stay in any hotel...

and lead a happy and carefree life...

I had imagined when I fled Miragno.

I still had the means to do so.

And then calmly...

I'd find a way to procure an official identity...

and a source of money.

Tickets.

Lottery tickets.

-Who wants a ticket? Listen, give me one.

-How much is it? -2000. Thank you.

Here is my Easter gift.

-What if I don't win? -You'll win.

I was thinking...

it would be nice to open a bank account in your name...

That way I'd avoid walking around with so much cash.

You want to give me that responsibility?

You'll sign the checks we need.

Thank you. That's a big proof of trust.

Of love.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

-Thank you. -Do you want it?

No. No.

-Good day. -Good day.

Wait!

-They are strawberries. -So?

They're the first strawberries of the season.

If you make a wish before you eat them it'll come true.

But don't tell what it is. Or it won't come true.

I don't want to see you any more.

Thank you.

You are very sweet.

I talked to Dad this morning.

I imagined.

I did well. He said that he gives his blessing...

If you are willing to make it formal, that is.

He spoke with Uncle Gino about the documents.

He also said that Terenzio disappeared...

A week ago.

As if he vanished.

No wonder he vanished.

He had stolen more than 200 million from me...

and perhaps he's also in Venice enjoying the sun. Or who knows where.

While I having postponed the problem with documents...

tried to lie to myself I was living a new life.

Adriana! Run!

-What is it? -You won!

-Won what? -The lottery.

You remember the ticket last week?

MO 12/23/40.

It's not true. It's not MO.

I'm telling you - You won!

-It can't be -Go and see in the writing desk.

-What? -In the writing desk!

-Oh! So this is the prize! -Open it.

Have you broken it?

How wonderful.

-Thank you. -I told you you've won!

Thank you.

In five weeks of our stay, according to my calculations...

I spent more than 30 million.

Thrown away on dinners, gondolas, clothing, motorboats...

and useless stuff.

Plus, the ring I gave to Adriana.

But that was not what worried me...

it was more of a tedium of those useless and empty days.

What about Adriana?

Wasn't her love enough for you?

Adriana? Adriana was in love with this Meis person.

I thought I had created it for my pleasure as a means to escape.

Meis?

You thought you'd be free of all ties and obligations?

Free, brand new, your own master.

-Without the burden of a past. -A winner.

He who guesses correctly, wins, and goes home with the money.

The ace wins. Look, the ace wins!

Play, guess... Ace wins.

Luck is with you.

The ace wins. The lucky one wins.

Look. The ace is always there.

Bet and win.

Who wants to play? Who wants to play?

-Play, guess! -This one.

-Where? -This.

This one? Let's see.

No, the gentleman lost. Unfortunately he lost.

But don't get discouraged. Keep playing.

The ace of clubs wins and others lose, of course.

Now observe where the ace of clubs is.

Guess where the ace of clubs is and win.

Who wants to play? Who wants to play?

Gentleman wants to guess? 10,000? Which one do you choose?

No!

This one.

The ace has to be here.

The gentleman is lucky. Very good, very good.

As you see, it always pays. Let's continue.

You can leave now, sir.

Play, play. The ace of clubs always wins.

Mr. Meis.

A word, Mr. Meis...

Sorry, we have to close the accounts for the season...

...so we must ask you to settle the account.

- Very well. - The director apologizes.

Please accept the invitation for dinner tonight.

Thank you.

Tomorrow, I have a lot of things to do, you know.

I'll also pass by the police station...

...to see if there's news about the documents.

You can make use of it and go see a hair stylist.

- Milk? - Yes, yes.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Look, I have no documents...

but I have this police certificate of the loss.

One moment. Could you come here for a second, boss?

I'm sorry, sir, but this document is not sufficient.

I understand.

- Good morning, sir. - Good morning.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Sorry, it seemed you have a problem...

-... trying to enter the Casino. - Yes, crazy stuff!

I have a certificate of the police...

proving the theft of my documents. Look.

But they won't accept it.

Indeed, some time had passed.

This no longer works. But if you want to play...

There is another possibility.

Some places don't ask for documents.

If you'd follow me.

Yes.

- Hello. - Hello.

-Good day. -Hello.

Here you can play any game without limits on a bet.

The important thing is to have money and honor the debt.

Pay immediately and without excuse.

It's convenient for all.

I felt a weird euphoria.

Moving towards the gaming table...

...I once again started to feel like a winner...

...a feeling that pushed me to find a new identity!

I put all my hopes...

...on that ball that spun and jumped.

I asked for a sign, a confirmation.

A miserable answer.

Why miserable? You won!

The worst misfortune a player can have is to win on the first try!

Because then the player won't stop until the dreadful end.

I'll write that down.

That day I won 12 million.

I thought I had luck in my hands again. The world in my hands!

And yet...

I had to remember my experience with V�ronique, in Monte Carlo.

Love and game don't go hand in hand.

You can gamble, huh?

Oh! Always the same story! What a bore!

This is the address for tomorrow night.

-Thank you. - Goodbye.

-You won? -Can you tell?

-You want some advice? -No.

My advices cost 50 000 each...

but they're worth it.

-Alright, give me a number. -Don't play anymore.

Listen, let's do something. Sign all of them.

That way you can forget about it and have no responsibilities.

In a few weeks, I can't say how many...

I lost all the money and was left with nothing.

I walked through all circles of Hell, until the last.

I even had to sell Adriana's ring, but it wasn't enough.

I had to sign some promissory notes as collateral...

in order to get some more money.

I am upset and very surprised, ma'am.

Where was it? Where did you leave it?

It was on the table in the bathroom.

My husband was sleeping, I left for 15 minutes and when I returned the ring was gone.

Our staff is trustworthy. And as you know, ma'am...

...we ask our customers to leave their jewelry in the hotel safes.

But my husband was asleep, and I went out for a moment.

Look...it was here!

It's as if it had been stolen from my hand!

Actually, I did not think that in a hotel such as this...

Spending so much money on it only to have it stolen.

In our rooms, not a single thing went missing...ever.

I repeat that I am very surprised. We're sorry.

Excuse me. You want some advice?

Give me the key, please.

Excuse me. This is for the closure of the monthly accounts.

Thank you.

Adriano.

Hey.

Something wrong?

I'm not a miser, but the prices in this hotel...

...are a bit exaggerated.

Let's go away from here.

We were throwing money away for two months...

Now we stop! We need to start saving.

Save, yeah...

We are not alone anymore.

Someone is coming.

Is it your father?

I am expecting a baby.

Have you heard?

A baby.

Are you happy?

I received the test results today.

I didn't want to say anything before, because I wanted to be sure.

Now we must return to Rome, to our house.

Dad will be so happy.

The telephone.

-Hello. -We haven't seen you for a few days.

Yes, I had some things to take care of.

You have some things to do with us as well.

Of course. I know.

Right. Try to take care of our business first.

It would be better.

I'll come immediately. Yes, thank you.

Who was it?

The police. He says the documents are ready.

I'll get them now.

What luck!

A baby and documents on the same day.

How could this happen?

What am I to do? How to do it?

It's simple.

It was enough to eliminate this damned Adriano Meis.

After all, who had lost in the gambling house...

Who sold the ring, who got Adriana pregnant?

Who had signed the notes? Always him!

Adriano Meis...

...a name and nothing else.

A name that was born from a funeral parlor.

If it was born... it could also die.

My sweet Adriana...

I do not know if you can forgive me...

...but I can't do anything else but disappear forever.

I know that leaving you alone with a child in the womb...

...is vile.

But a boy without a father, in some cases...

...is better than a kid with an unworthy father.

I am not the man you've met...

I am an abomination hidden behind a false name...

...with dishonestly earned money that was lost in an even worse way.

When I left you alone, I didn't go out on business or to see about the documents.

I was going to a gambling house where I lost all the money.

Even the money I got from selling your ring.

It will be hard at first...

but in the end you'll understand that this extreme act...

is for your own good...

and for the good of our child...

In case you want him to be born.

Goodbye forever. Adriano.

Miragno! Miragno station.

Dad! A man is looking out the window.

-What? -There is a man who is staring.

Who is it?

-Mattia. -Mattia who?

Mattia Pascal.

What?

I'm sorry... Doesn't Ms. Pascal live here? Pescatore?

No, not anymore. Now they live at Via Larga 37.

-Excuse me. Thank you. -Don't mention it.

-Who is it? -Mattia.

-Who? -Mattia Pascal.

Hey, you!

-Who is it, mother? -Go and see.

See who it is.

-Don't get so agitated. -Open the door!

Relax, mom. Allow me.

You?

Yes, yes, yes.

It's me, Mattia. Don't be afraid.

Look at me. Touch me.

You?

Where did you come from?

You fool!

From another world.

What are you doing here?

Silence! You really take me for a ghost?

I'm back, yes, but not from another world.

I was always here, in this damn world.

-Where's Romilda? -For the love of God... The little girl.

What little girl?

Romilda and I... We got married.

You...?

He got married!

Here is the happy couple.

-The baby. -The baby.

-The baby. -The baby.

-Give it to me. -Take it.

Bring it to me.

-Help me. -Give it to the uncle.

-Help me. -Romilda.

You have protruding ears like your father.

I'm sorry...The baby....

Are you afraid I'll eat her?

She fell asleep. Leave her alone. Go call Romilda.

- Romilda? And for what? -Because we must talk.

But Romilda fainted.

-Don't play the fool, call her! -Don't you want to talk to me?

-You're not important. -But how? I...

Look, in the current state of things, your marriage is void.

Yours!

What have you been doing this whole time? What?!

I died.

But I realized that I don't like that profession...

And now I'm back to be alive! Move!

Yes, now you weep! Oh, don't cry.

Take it.

What is it? You cry because I'm alive?

You'd prefer me dead? Tell me! Look at me.

Look at me. Alive or dead?

But...

What have you done?

-How could you? -What about you, then?

In one year - a widow, a wife and a mother.

You told me Pomino is stupid, that he has protruding ears.

-You found comfort fast. - It's your fault!

You pretended to be dead...

...and fled with your brother's money.

Bum! Leaving us all alone and without money!

Scoundrel!

And now that your vacation is over, you return!

Now that we're settled, you want to disrupt everything.

This time I'll throw you in that lake! Delinquent!

Shut up, you damn witch!

You!

You have been the first...

...to recognize the body of that poor man who drowned.

Because you wanted to see me dead!

Put your hands down! Everyone recognized you.

All the townsfolk, not just me.

He's in there.

Here comes the big shot!

It's the truth, Mr. Mattia, Everyone recognized you.

Relatives, friends, family, and even me.

Right. Because all of you wanted to see me dead.

Same height, same suit, his face swollen.

And you went missing all that time, without a trace...

And above all, you had many reasons to commit such an act.

Very good. Those are the first wise words I heard.

Yeah, I also thought about killing myself...

Right where you found that man.

I could not live in this place with these people.

Without a home, unemployed, my mother dead...

With a wife who hates me.

Why did you come back?

To find myself.

I have found that you can't live outside the law...

...because of those peculiarities, that make us who we are.

And what do I find?

My wife married to another, a daughter that's not mine...

A house that doesn't belong to me.

Everything changed, everything's upside down...

...except my mother-in-law.

Can we calmly think this through?

Romilda, why don't you make us some coffee?

And now?

Now? What do I know?

If you ask me, you can keep everything.

Wife, daughter,... especially the mother-in-law.

I'm alive.

When the law finds out...

...they might obligate me to keep everything.

Or send you to prison.

Me?

Firstly, for the cover-up...

...and the abandonment of the conjugal roof.

And then for bankrupcy fraud.

Bankrupcy?

Look, your brother Berto...

...had a mess to fix.

He asked for my help, me being an old friend...

...and manager of the family.

And I, taking advantage of your death...

...transferred every irregularity onto your name.

My brother did this?

But I'm alive...

...and I'll make a scandal that will never end.

It will take years to demonstrate your reasons.

The fact that you made people believe you're dead doesn't work in your favor.

Not to mention you discredited and ruined your brother.

Excuse me, then...

What should I do? Continue to play dead?

No, no. No way!

I'm alive and I want to be alive.

-You'll only cause problems. -For everyone. Think of the complications.

If my marriage is annulled.

My daughter would become yours...

No, no. I have one son and...

...and it appears his father is someone else.

The expenses, transactions, disadvantages...

-Gossip... -And jail.

All this for what?

-Because the young gentleman took a vacation! -You shut up!

Are you crazy?

What should I do? Where should I go?

Nowhere.

Let's leave everything the way it is without making a ruckus.

You take your place in the library...

Your friend Pomino will give you a hand.

We are all looking to settle this in best manner possible...

...and no one will complain.

But people in this town know me.

-My return will raise some eyebrows. -You think so?

Here everyone concerns themselves with their own business...

They won't meddle in yours.

Believe me.

Here's the coffee.

Little sugar...

...as usual.

As usual.

It's good...

Okay, but...

I want to come here for coffee whenever I please.

The usual. Ernesto.

-Good day. -Good day.

Once again, damn Malagna was right.

My companions accepted my return...

...with total indifference.

-Good morning. -Hello.

They found it quite normal that my wife...

...married another man during my absence.

Regarding me, they only wanted to know what I did in all this time.

I'd reply: "I played dead"

And I stayed dead according to the civilian registry.

Pomino and Malagna's intervention...

...found a way to include in the budget...

...a salary for an assistant librarian...

...whose name they didn't include.

But...

You are Mattia Pascal.

The late Mattia Pascal. The late.

But how is that possible? Come, come.

Tell me everything.

Enter!

Welcome to Miragno, Mr. Mattia.

Nice to see you again, Oliva.

And who is he?

Salvatore.

Nice. He looks intelligent.

Like his father.

Can I come see him from time to time?

Whenever Malagna isn't home.

My extravagant adventure earned everyone's respect.

I went to live with my aunt Scholastica.

And the fact that from time to time...

...I pay tribute to my grave...

...was considered by everyone...

...as just a fool's superstition.

STRUCK BY ADVERSE EVENTS. Mattia Pascal.

GENEROUS HEART - OPEN SOUL HERE RESTS IN PEACE.

THE DEVOTION OF HIS FELLOW CITIZENS PUT UP THIS GRAVESTONE.

It is the best solution.

Everyone accepted you without much questioning.

And in the end they all love you very much.

The Malagna and...

I forgot the cat.

Malagna and Pomino...

They don't get mad if their wives...

...give some small attention to you.

Dear Pellegrinotto...

"I reap what I sow" as D'Annunzio said.

In the end, it all ended well.

What do we know what might have happened?

Nothing. What happened? Nothing.

Everything is as before. And I'm here as always.

Yes, but after having lived the life of another...

...with all his hopes, joys and sorrows.

You think that's nothing?

Yes, yes. All is good, like you said.

But one day... In the distant future, I hope...

When I take my place under that gravestone...

...the problem will return.

That poor man will be dug out.

And no one will ever ask...

...who he really was.

THE END

Subtitles by Ant123 for KG June 2016