All language subtitles for The.Lions.of.Sicily.S01E05.XviD-AFG

-This baby is yours. A Florio!

Previously on the lions of sicily

You can't have a child.
It'll be a bastard.

Giulia!

You disappeared for weeks
and left me alone.

-I made a mistake.
-I'll keep my baby.

With these upgrades,
you'll have the biggest tuna factory

in Sicily.

After cooking the tuna,
my father would place it in these jars.

Then he'd cover it in oil.
Drown it in oil, giving it flavor.

But we can use the oil
to preserve the tuna.

We'll be back in a year to taste it,
then we'll know if I'm right.

-It's a boy?
-It's a baby girl.

I'm creating an empire, Giulia.

And an empire won't exist

without an heir.

Palermo is uninhabitable.

-There's almost no cholera here.
-I want to come here with my family.

Once again, I wasn't able
to give you the son you always wanted.

Will you marry me, Giulia?

Look!

Look how beautiful
this dining room is, Mama.

We can dine with a view of the sea.

What do you think?

There's no better home in the whole world.

It's true.

Giuseppina, viens ici!

Follow me. This way.
This is just the beginning.

Look at this, Mama! Huh?

So, Ma, do you like it?

It's right by the sea,
it must get very damp at night.

-Damp? Come on.

-This is a palace, right?
-It is.

With cholera sweeping the city,
this is the best place to be.

When it's all over,
we can spend springs and summers here,

and then the rest of the year,
we spend in Palermo.

At my age, all that back and forth?

You think you can say
something positive for once?

Your Uncle Ignazio
would have loved this place.

It's beautiful.

-And the house is beautiful as well.

Well, you haven't even seen
where you're staying yet.

Luisa! Luisa!

-Show my mother her rooms if you will.
-Right away, Don Vincenzo.

The lions of sicily

-Come here!
-Hey, don't do that!

We'll have our wedding party here.

We'll have the orchestra on the terrace.
And torches here. Lots of them, all over.

We can't get married, Giulia.

- Not yet.

I was summoned by the bishop.

He said that because of the cholera,
all ceremonies have been cancelled.

Confirmations, christenings,
funerals, weddings. Everything.

-For how long?
- Until the epidemic is over.

Why didn't you tell me before?

I didn't…
I didn't want to spoil this moment.

-I have to go back to Palermo.
-You're leaving already?

I can't abandon my business.

But you're abandoning me.

-I'll be back as soon as I can, hmm?

Listen to me,
stay here and don't let anyone in, okay?

And don't forget to wash the sheets
and linens in boiling water every day.

I don't want to stay here without you.

-I'll go with you to Palermo.
-No. Absolutely not.

Two thousand people die
in Palermo every day.

I'd never forgive myself
if something happened to you, you hear me?

Be careful, my love.

Life is strange, isn't it?

You thought your wedding was drawing near,
that everything would be better.

Instead, our Lord sent down an epidemic,
and nothing changed. No, actually…

-It got worse…

…because now you're stuck here with me.

- Where is Papa going?
-Papa will be back soon.

-If you'll excuse me. Come on, let's go.

And may this cholera never pass.

Warning
protect sicily from cholera

- Welcome back, Vicè.

This is like a mortuary.

-No ships in sight.

The English and the French
have left the city.

They called it "sanitary quarantine."

-Until when?
-Until the epidemic is over.

What about our ship
that's due in from Tunisia?

Refused entry.

The king has completely abandoned us.

You've gotta be joking.
This is impossible!

What are we supposed to do?

Are we supposed to endure
every foreigner's whim

and wait until this is all over
to get back to business?

How are we going to make our living?

I'm afraid we can't do anything about it.
Those are the rules, unfortunately.

People in Naples
have been adamant about it.

Dirty crooks. They're dirty crooks!

He's right, you know.

They can't cut Palermo out of business.
They're dirty crooks.

-Who was he?
-Baron Chiaramonte Bordonaro.

-He's a baron?
-Kind of.

He inherited both the title
and the estate.

If even barons
are in the same situation as us…

then it means that we are ruined.

How long can we last
with what we have in stock?

A month at the most.

Peppe…

go to our rivals, even the Canzoneri,

and buy everything you can,
no matter the cost.

Vicè, we're all in the same situation.
Warehouses are empty everywhere.

Hell is about to break loose here,
you know.

Apparently, people in Naples
don't seem to get it.

Of course they don't get it.
They keep sending us soldiers.

We need everything but the army,
and that's what they sent.

What good is the army for us now?

What do you think, Vicè?
You believe what they're saying?

What did they say?

People are saying that the Bourbons
in France sent cholera to kill us all.

They put Sicily in quarantine.

That's what's killing us, not cholera.

Oh, Raffaele. What are you doing here?

I thought I'd bring you some Marsala wine

and say hello, of course.

-How many boxes?
-Uh, 20.

-That's all?
- Yeah.

Even if there were a thousand,
we couldn't ship them anyway.

-What do you mean?
-Well, because Palermo is in quarantine.

Nothing can get in or out
until the cholera is gone.

-What are we supposed to do then?
-We can pray.

I mean, unless you have
your own private fleet.

Do you have a private fleet?

-Well…

He doesn't.
But we might be able to arrange that.

Who knows how Vincenzo is doing,
alone in Palermo.

Why would he go there?

All the noblemen are abandoning the city…

but he's not like them.

He could have been.

My son could have been
anything he wanted to be.

He's a free man, after all.
He's always been.

But…

I don't believe he minds
spending so much time alone in Palermo.

Spending time alone in Palermo
is anything but fun at the moment.

Men always come up with ways
to have some fun.

I feel a bit nauseous.

If you'll excuse me.

Of course.

Take care of yourself.

You don't look well at all today.

Ma'am.

-Did you see that?
-Of course I did.

Welcome.
Are you looking for anything particular?

No, thank you, signora.
I've found what I was looking for.

Vincenzo!
How did you know I was here?

With the Duchess in Mondello,
I knew you'd feel lonely.

A city with no women
is depressing, isn't it?

Well, a city with no ships is even more.

I need to talk to you.

Absolutely. Have a drink with me.

Ben...

cholera is going to end at some point,

and when it does,
I believe we need to be prepared.

I thought of something.

Why don't we build our own fleet
for all of us?

-All of us, who?
-Us. The people of Sicily.

-Why are you laughing?

You've been living here for over 30 years.
You're more Sicilian than I am.

And how do you plan
on building this Sicilian fleet?

We'll do it by gathering
other entrepreneurs,

people who think like us,
exasperated, like us.

What do you think?

I'm not the person you need.

If you want to challenge the English
and the French and Naples,

you need the people
who truly hold the power here.

But you hate the nobility,
so you wouldn't deal with them.

No. Actually, it's them
who don't want to deal with me.

-Follow my example. Marry a noble woman.
- Signore.

Again? This marriage thing again?
I've had enough of it.

If I'm being honest, Vincenzo,

I really don't understand
why you're so obsessed with that lady.

Giulia, her name is Giulia.

She has no experience in society.
She's of no advantage to you.

Not everything has to generate profit.

Oh, no?

-Anyway, can I count on your help?

I'll arrange a meeting
with Giacomo Morrison.

-He knows the English shipyards very well.
- Great.

-Isabelle! Isabelle!

-Où es-tu?
- "Où es-tu?"

Isabelle!

Have you seen Isabelle?
I can't find her anywhere.

I sent her away.

What?

I don't trust that girl.

She goes out at night
to meet who knows who.

-She'll end up bringing the disease here.
-Where did you send her?

I don't know.
I'm sure she has a place to stay.

We are in the middle of an epidemic
and you put her on the streets?

-I can't believe you.

Are you not able to take care
of two daughters without servants?

You're good at getting pregnant,
but you're incapable of being a mother.

Make her be quiet. That baby is giving me
a headache, you hear me?

Girls, let's go for a walk. Sweetie, come.

Where are you going?
Didn't you hear what Vincenzo said?

We're not supposed to leave the house.

-Yes. We're going to the beach out front.
-Have I not been clear?

I already said no.
This is my house, and I make the rules.

It's my house too, Giuseppina.

Oh, no, my dear.

You are just a guest here.

And as long as you and my son
aren't married, you are no one.

If that bothers you, just send me away.

- So, Vincenzo,

Mr. Morrison thinks that this boat

has an excellent loading capacity.

And the good loading capacity
is not the only thing.

It has 150 horsepower

and a maximum speed
of 14 miles an hour.

It's a great steamboat. Very modern.

And how much
does this great steamboat cost?

Fifteen-thousand pounds.

That's almost 30,000 onze.

To which further, uh, expense
should be added for the spare parts.

Because in Palermo, you can't find any.

-What's the new number?
-Thirty-three thousand onze.

Then you should also consider
the English crew

that will take care of transportation
to Palermo.

Then there's the furniture,
beds, tables, silverware,

-linens and so forth and so on.
-So, what's the total?

Forty thousand onze, approximately.

James, would you give us a minute?

Of course.
It was a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Florio.

Well,

is this harsh reality enough
to discourage Vincenzo Florio?

No one's doing any business.

Our coffers are empty.

How many are journeying the course?

About 20.

We can barely cover half the expenses.

Well, you can always
turn to banks, right? No?

Don Vincenzo!

What an honor.
To what do we owe your visit?

I need to speak with the loan director.

-Haven't you heard?
-Heard what?

He died recently. Cholera. Rest in peace.

-I didn't know, that's terrible.
-A real tragedy.

But you needn't worry. See?
Business is going on as usual.

Follow me.

The new director
will be more than happy to help.

Sir...

Don Vincenzo Florio
would like to meet you.

Show him in.

Please come in.

If you'll excuse me.

Sir, it's a pleasure to meet you.

Please, have a seat.

All right, what do you need?

I'd like to talk to you about a project.
I'm trying to get started.

For which you need money,
I imagine.

Exactly.

Funny, isn't it?

Not so long ago,
the whole city would come to you for money

but usury lack interest.

And now, look at you.
How the tables have turned.

I don't see where you're going with this.

I haven't introduced myself.
Ettore Nasca di Montemaggiore.

Perhaps you will remember
my father better, Baron Mercurio.

You extorted the tuna plant from him
for a few onze

-when he was in a time of need.

I understand. I better go then.

Oh, and Florio! Don't waste your time
knocking on other doors.

I'm going to inform anyone
who lends you funds

that they'll be treated
like cholera victims here.

- The first note is…
-Do.

Come on, play with me.

Have the kids had a proper meal?

I'll make something in a minute.

Amore, it's been three weeks
since your father left, huh?

And he said that he would come visit us.

He must be busy with work.

- Yes, of course.

Keep playing.

Donna Giuseppina, are you going
to be at war with me

until the wedding?

Tell me something,
do you think it'll happen at all?

Do you think that someone as rich
and powerful as Vincenzo

couldn't convince the bishop
to marry the two of you in secret?

I wonder if it's even true.
Do you think they spoke

or was it just a tale Vincenzo invented
to buy some time?

We're in the middle of an epidemic,
in case you haven't noticed.

You're the one who doesn't notice things.

Vincenzo only used you.
He had fun with you.

But now, he's come to realize
that you're of no use to him.

Let's go.

-Take me home, Pasquale.
- Let's go.

The line reached the square today.

In two days, we'll have nothing left.

May God help us.

Have these letters delivered.

Let's hope they grasp the fact
that either we do something, or we die.

Do you want your toy? Your little horse?

Here you go.

We've run out of everything.
I swear! Everything!

We aren't getting any shipments.
There are no supplies left!

Please,
I need medicine for my wife!

-She's in terrible pain!
-There's no medicine left!

Not even a jar of valerian?
It's for my daughter!

We don't have anything left,
I don't know what else to tell you!

You're lying!
I don't believe you!

You're saving all the spices
for you and your friend!

Stop it! Stop it! Stop this at once!

Let go! Stop this madness!
Do not touch Salvatore!

- What are you doing?
- Shame on you!

Stop it!

Don Florio, for the love of God, help us.
I know you will!

Signora, haven't you heard Salvatore?

We don't have anything in stock.
I know you all, believe me.

-You're just lying!
-Why on earth would I be lying, huh?

You're hoarding spices in here somewhere.

Now, get out of the way,
before we make you!

-Get off me!

You think we're lying?
You wanna kill us? Well, do it. Kill us!

What do we do, huh?
What are we supposed to do?

Perform a miracle? We're here. Now, what?

-What can we do, huh?
- Help us, Don Florio.

-We're in need.
-What can I do?

There are no ships sailing
from the port of Palermo,

-neither in, nor out.
- We're desperate.

I know that you're saving spices!

-You're saving spices for your friends!
-What friends, huh?

-We need to help our families!
-Get off me! What friends?

I'm telling you.
We are the only ones left in Palermo.

What friends?
Now, if you would please just back away.

Because if we get sick,

we'll die like dogs,
like everyone else did.

Vincenzo Florio,
you're the biggest trader in Palermo!

-It doesn't make sense.
-You don't believe me, signora?

Want to come see for yourself?

-Come on.
-Yes, let's go.

-You're Vincenzo Florio, aren't you?

Si, signore.

I'm General
Francesco Saverio Del Carretto.

Why did you kill them? There was no need.

Rioting must be addressed like weeds,
and it needs eradicating before it grows.

These rioters would've kept on going
and destroyed everything.

-Don Florio.

Vicè, are you all right?

No.

Things are about to get worse, Peppe.

Citizens will get even more desperate,
and soldiers will get even more ruthless.

Palermo needs more rations.
Even our warehouses are empty.

-I can't afford to pay wages anymore.

If nothing changes, we'll lose everything.

There's something else
I need to tell you about.

Oh, no, no, Peppe, I don't think
I can handle any more bad news.

Someone saw Donna Giulia here in Palermo.

- What are you doing here?
-What am I doing here?

What are you doing here?

Giulia! Why did you come to the city?
Where are the girls?

If you're here to take us back there,

I'll have you know,
we're not moving from here.

I'm done living with your mother.

I swear to God, I'll divide the house
in two after we're married,

that way she won't harass us anymore.

Assuming we do get married.

Why would you say that?

You never came to see me.

Do you know what I think?
I think you're glad about all this.

I think you've changed your mind,
but you're too scared to tell me.

She put that thought in your head,
didn't she? Tell me the truth.

Of course I want to marry you.

Tomorrow, you and the girls
will come to Palazzo Florio.

You'll come live with me.

-Peppe.
-Vicè.

Well, did anyone respond?

No, Vicè.

Of course, they wouldn't go
through the trouble of responding

to someone like me.

I believe convincing one of them
should be enough, the others will follow.

And we will convince one.

Baron.

Florio, what are you doing here?

-We're in the middle of an epidemic.
-I was looking for you.

You can avoid cholera,
but not Vincenzo Florio.

-So, what can I do for you?
-I sent you a letter.

Then I must have missed it,

but you know,
I have quite a lot to see at this time.

Would you give me a minute, please?

All right.

Thank you.

-Let's keep a distance.
-Baron, you were born a merchant, like me.

And like me,
you made money by lending money.

People call us parasites and bloodsuckers.

They call me that to my face.

And they call you that behind your back,

only because you have a coat of arms
on your door.

- Your minute is up.
-You have three brigantines.

You understand both business and sailing.

I believe you'd be perfect
for the operation I've planned.

What operation?

Give me some more of your time
and you'll find out.

I'd like you to have dinner at my place.

I'll think about it
if my schedule allows it.

You don't have children, Baron,

and I haven't been fortunate enough
to have a boy.

Who are we doing this for
if we can't leave it to anyone?

We're doing it for Sicily,
for our country. Come over for dinner.

A fleet?

-That's what we need?

It would be wonderful.

The Florios back at sea…

- Hmm.
- …like the old days.

If only those numbskulls
could comprehend it.

Who are you talking about?

-Damn princes. Fucking barons.

-I sent out 20 letters.
-Hmm.

-And no one responded?
-Not yet. No.

-But I did go see Baron Bordonaro.
-And?

I believe that I did the right thing.

It doesn't matter
if you do the right or wrong thing here.

People in Sicily
can't stand those who do something.

-Or maybe just when you do.
-Hmm.

End of the cholera epidemic

Giulia!

-The Baron responded.
-He's not the only one.

-I only had to convince one.
-And the others followed just like sheep.

-That's right.

-Now we could really use your help.
-My help?

We have to convince them
to invest their own money…

-Hmm.
-…so we can raise this fleet.

What better occasion to host a dinner?

Host a dinner
with all the nobles of Palermo?

Yes, we can do it.

-No need to worry.

This is for the future
of our Florio family.

These go to the kitchen.

Hurry with those flowers!

-Why is the sauce still here?
-I'll have it prepared right away.

Luisa, have one place removed
from the table.

-I'm staying in my room.
-Why? Are you not feeling well?

-It's not cholera. Don't get hopeful.
-You shouldn't say that.

I'm sorry you won't be joining us.

He only needs you.
You've always wanted to be a lady.

Now is your opportunity
to show that you are one.

You know how important
this is to Vincenzo.

There's a lot at stake tonight.

Could you just welcome our guests?
Then you're free to leave.

-Oh, I have your permission.
-We are hosting every nobleman in Palermo.

-Make this sacrifice for your son.
-My son has never made sacrifices for me.

Get me some chicken broth.

Is that what you'll be wearing?

Yes, this. This is what I'm wearing.
This was Vincenzo's suggestion.

Seems like you're dressed for a ball,
not to host guests for dinner.

And it's too revealing!

Ben.

Prince. Baron,
may I introduce you to Donna Giulia?

-Florio, your home is truly wonderful.
- Thank you.

Welcome.

-Prince, come in.
-Good evening, Florio. Enchanté, madame.

Donna Laura.

- A little too much, isn't it?
-Too exaggerated.

There's a sort of
pretentious elegance, don't you think?

The greater the effort,
the further away you get from it.

Because of the epidemic, I was locked
in the house for weeks on end.

I've been so bored.

I would've had dinner
at the servant's house

-Well, where do you think we are?

Welcome.

Ben!

- Just relax.
-I can't.

It appears as if we're becoming extinct.

There aren't many others
of our species left.

I don't understand, Donna Stefania.

-What species?
- The legitimate wives.

Now, we have a thriving collection
of other kinds of relationships.

-Dear Princess, our society

has always been acquainted
with relationships of every kind.

Who among our husbands
has never had a mistress?

-Hmm?

For example, you, Baron Bordonaro.

If I'm not mistaken…

-I'm joking. Just joking.

Well, yes, of course. Forbidden affairs
have always been a reality.

That's true, but you see, before,
they were much more of a prerogative.

I never thought this custom
would become as common as it seems to be.

Well, let's look on the bright side.
Now that the common people do it,

having a mistress
will grow out of fashion.

Why do you despise the common people,
anyway, Princess?

"The terrible bourgeois."

That's what they call us, my friend.

Well, I don't. I was just referring

to how people like yourself
have adopted the customs of the nobility,

even when it comes to hospitality.

Your, uh, husband is an example of a man

who's reached the top of society,
certainly.

Well, I don't think it's fair
to view society

-as a sheer mountain that we should climb.
-It is though, isn't it?

Certainly there are lots
who are very eager to reach the top.

And there are some who are busy
stopping others from doing that.

Well, if we plan on reaching
the level of elegance of your, uh…

social events,
we still have a long climb ahead of us.

Not that I was ever invited to one,
of course,

but I can only imagine how luxurious
some gatherings can be.

In fact, I think I've contributed
quite a bit to that luxury,

haven't I, Prince?

What does he mean?

Oh, it's nothing.

I just turned to him
for a small loan once.

Hmm. Small.

Maybe it was a small sum
given the finances of the nobility,

but it was quite considerable
for us poor bourgeois people.

Oh, isn't that nice?
Why am I only hearing about this now?

Was it really necessary?

This is the way of the world,
Princess.

Don't get upset about it.

You take some things from us,
and we take some of your customs.

But that's enough chatting.

Tonight, I want to share
something important with you.

Adelina, please.

I am sure that what you all
are about to taste

has never been on your tables before.

But after tonight,
you won't be able to go without it.

-I guarantee it.
-Mon Dieu, it's not even in a plate.

-This is fun.

-Thank you.

In oil? Tuna in oil?

This tuna was caught over a year ago.

- Please, try it.

-There's nothing like this on the market.
-It's never been served before

I guess you could say
you're my guinea pigs tonight, yes?

Try it and tell me what you think.

Mm!

Ben. It's wonderful.

-How is it?
-Délicieux.

-It's buonissimo.

It tastes like fresh tuna. Incroyable.

It would be my great pleasure
to send an entire crate

to each one of you.

Please, come in.

You'll find coffee, liqueurs
and cigars for your enjoyment.

If you'll excuse me.

Please, have a seat.

All right. We'll wait in the salon.
Follow me, please.

Thank you, my dear,
but I have a terrible headache,

so I'm going to go home. Goodnight.

Thank you.

I'm feeling quite tired as well.

I'll have the coachman return
for my husband later.

Such a lovely evening. Goodnight.

Have a good night.

-Are you coming with us?
-No, Baroness. I'm staying.

The night is still young for me.

Have a good night.

Come on, let's go get a drink.

Thank you.

Don't let their arrogance get to you.

-You were truly wonderful.

Except for making me drink alone.
That was very rude.

-Are you sure you don't want to join me?
-I'm just not in the mood.

You were absolutely marvelous.
Everything was perfect.

Yes, it was perfect while they were
keeping their husbands company.

But when asked to join me
on their own…

…God forbid,
they find me worse than cholera.

Don't say that.

I can picture the satisfied look
on Donna Giuseppina's face.

"You're not enough for my son."

-"How do you feel now?"

You were an impeccable hostess, my dear.
What else is left for a woman to do?

Now it's Vincenzo's turn, and I bet
he's doing his best in there too.

-Thank you for staying here with me.
-I didn't want to leave you alone.

And I wanted to show everyone
whose side I'm on.

But I should go now. Although I bragged
and taught a lesson too branci volte,

I'm afraid I don't have the energy
I had in my twenties.

Take care, my dear.

Goodnight.

How long does it take
to go from Palermo to Naples?

Around eight days.

-What are the costs?
-Ten onze.

Ten onze, right.

A fleet of Sicilian steamboats
would allow us

to make that same trip in 16 hours.

-Sixteen?
-Exactly.

And the cost would also be lower.

From 10 onze to 50 tari.

Sicily has its own sea,

so all of Sicily should be able to sail it
without depending on anyone else.

I've found 40 partners already,
in Palermo,

including merchants and entrepreneurs.

Merchants, huh?

Why should we have anything to do
with merchants?

What I'm offering you
is a great opportunity…

to bring progress to Sicily.

Progress would have been
being able to find a cure for that…

…damn cholera outbreak
we had, wouldn't it?

C'est exact. May I have more
of this Marsala wine?

Me too, if you will.

Go get more.

If there's one thing
that cholera has taught us,

it's that we Sicilians can't afford
to depend on Naples.

And we can't depend on the whims
of the English and the French.

When I started with my father and uncle,
there was nothing here.

Every idea seemed like it was crazy.

I remember what Sicily was like
30 years ago.

I watched it be transformed,
thanks to the dreams of this gentleman.

And I've learned
that one must always have faith

in the ideas of the Florios.

Especially in times
when they seem utterly crazy.

I was told you ran out of Marsala wine,

-so I thought I'd serve it to you.
-Giulia.

Forgive me, Ben.
I didn't mean to interrupt.

This Marsala wine, for example.

When Vincenzo
wanted to challenge the English,

I thought he was going to fail.

But instead, his is better than ours.

And God only knows
how much it hurts to admit it.

Now, with all due respect,
if even the king is afraid

of provoking the English and the French…

…why shouldn't we be too?

Exactly. Is it wise to stand up
against three monarchies?

And the Bourbons,
Sicily's against them, I believe.

I think of myself as one of you now,

and I know what the people in Sicily
think about the Bourbons.

They even think
the Bourbons sent cholera to eradicate us.

-Giulia.
-Obviously, I don't think it's true.

But in fact, isolating us and leaving us
with no medicine did kill a lot of us.

Soon, the people will rise up
against them, once and for all.

At that point, with the Bourbons gone,
the English and the French

are going to devastate our land.
Just like they always have.

You, you are all the most noble families
of this marvelous island.

You were the ones who created this land.

I refuse to believe you're willing
to become subjects to just anyone.

Forgive me for speaking up,
but I'm only repeating

what Vincenzo has told me once.

What do I know?

I'm just a woman.

If you'll excuse me.

Florio, this steamboat.

How long would it take to build it anyway?

And how much would it cost?

-How did it go?
-Well, extremely well.

You were fantastic. I'll marry you.

-I'll marry you right now.

Great.

At least this baby
will bear the name "Florio."

-You're pregnant again?

It's midday, Raffaele.

-Vicè.
-Well, what are you doing?

Come outside.
Let the lady rest for a while longer.

Vicè, you gotta understand.
It gets lonely out here.

and I need a little company
from time to time.

Ben Ingham says that our Marsala wine
is far better than the English one.

Of course.
Ours is the best available on the market.

So why aren't we selling more?

Because you told me
I should focus on quality, didn't you?

Those crates left outside in the sun,
how long have they been there?

-Nah. Don't worry, I'll move them.
-Forget it, Raffaele.

Discard that batch.

It's not even good for salad dressing now.

Ah, it's not a big deal.
They've only been there a few hours.

Is this your idea of quality?

Hey, I'm putting my heart and soul
into this.

Doesn't seem like it, Raffaele.
Doesn't seem like it at all.

The farmers said you rarely show up,
you're always delegating.

I put you here because I thought
that you would think just like me.

You made me your partner. Not your slave.

I warned you, Raffaele.
I'm very meticulous.

Trusting you was a mistake.

-So what now? I'm fired?

-What, then?
-I'm going to buy your shares.

So you'll be rich,
and can do whatever you want.

You know what?

No problem. We'll go our separate ways.

Perfect.

Vicè, my father would always say…

"The Florios only care about money."

But that's not true.

This is not just about money
for you, Vicè. It's really not.

You are obsessed with this.

You're obsessed
with screwing everybody over.

It's never enough for you, is it?

You're insatiable.

How can you live like that?

Take care, Raffaele.

We're half an hour late.
I don't want to keep them waiting.

Nothing can compare
to how much you've waited.

-Is my family here?
-No, I'm sorry.

I mean, is the groom here at least?

-Well, I did sort of assume that.

Never assume anything
with Vincenzo Florio.

Sweetheart, get that look off your face.

It'll be fascinating
to tell your grandkids

about the time you got married in secret,
don't you think?

Let's go inside.

Shall we go in?

-Thank you for walking with me.
-Donna Giulia, it's an honor.

It's a boy.

A boy?

Hello.

You can hold him if you want.

-I don't know how to hold him.
-Just keep his head up.

No!

-No.
-It's okay.

Don't cry, my boy, it's okay.

No, don't cry, my boy.
Don't cry. We're here.

Mama, it's a boy!

-It's a boy.

You've finally given an heir
to this family.

-No. No.

Should we call him Paolo,
after your father?

No.

Ignazio.

He raised me, my uncle.
Let's call him Ignazio, Mama.

-Yeah?
-Ignazio. Yes.

Translated by Giuseppina Paola Bonica