All language subtitles for Ampleto Palermi - La Peccatrice.en

THE SINNER

The film was made in the studios
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Another one! And Maria?
- She was here. You didn't see her?

No. - Maybe she's dancing.
- Dancing? Where?

I don't see her. - You allow?
I'll go find her. - Thank you.

You like Maria, huh?
- She's a nice girl. Likable, cheerful.

True, she's fun.

But perhaps she's not in the mood now.
- Why?

Oh, nothing. I'm thirsty!
- Oh, well. Bar!

Ottavio! But what's Maria doing?

She's been here for a moment,
then she left.

Maybe she's with Anna.
- This blessed girl has lost her head!

Well, I'll go myself.
- No, maybe better Bettina.

Bettina!

Go upstairs.
Here we go again with Maria.

It's not easy to detach her from there!
You can't make her see reason. I'll try!

Tell her that Ottavio wants
her immediately. - I'll try.

Maria! Maria?

What is it? What do you want?

Me, nothing, but you must go down.
Mr. Ottavio, you know!

I can't leave that poor girl alone.

I think they'll take her to the hospital.

That's what you want to do, I know.
To have no hassles!

But there's me! Tell to Mrs. Ortensia,
to Ottavio, to everyone!

There's me!
- She can't heal here, you know that.

The doctor said she's too ill to move her.

The doctors always exaggerate.
Be reasonable, Maria.

Tidy up and come down!
- No!

Not even if they come take me by force.

Don't you understand that it's serious?

Call the doctor, rather, and soon!

Oh, well, I knew it would end so.

Who was that?
- Nothing. Bettina.

What did she want?
- Nothing, I said.

Do not get excited, dear.

You are good, Maria.

You know that I'm dying, right?

Everyone knows it...
- No, what are you saying? It will pass.

I too was very sick last year, remember?

Yet I've recovered.

But not me.

When will return the doctor?
- Early tomorrow morning. He promised.

I want my mother.

But she cannot come here.

None of the ones we love can come here.

Hold my hand, Maria!
I'm afraid!

I'm afraid!
- Stay calm, dear.

Stay calm.
- I'm afraid.

Because I die in sin.
I die in sin.

Do not leave me, Maria!
- I'm not leaving you. I'm here.

My mother ...

And if she came I would feel so ashamed.
I could not look at her.

Mom...
So good.

If she were here she would help me.

All mothers are good.

Yours too. Right?

Isn't she?
- Yes. Mine too.

Don't look the other way.

Weep.

But hold my hand tight.

Mom!

I don't want to die like this.

I want to talk to God

I want to confess.

At least a crucifix, Maria!
- Yes, Anna.

Yes!

A crucifix!

A crucifix!

Yes, Anna, I'm going.
- A crucifix!

A crucifix!

A crucifix!

Maria!

What do you want?
- To tell you to stop doing as you please.

Fix yourself and let's go! - No!
- What do you mean, no? - No!

How is Anna?

She's dying!
And no one is dealing with her.

Left alone like a beast.

To die like a beast!

Come on! You think to be the
only one with a heart, to worry?

Also Ortensia...
But you must pity her.

She didn't rest for two
days and two nights.

And then it comes to her friend.

I do not think she can come down
in this state. Too agitated, tired.

You'll take a sedative, instead,
and a rest. - No!

I'm not leaving her.
- It's necessary.

You can barely stand.
Your nerves are shattered, dear.

Be reasonable! We'll send another
to assist her, until the doctor comes.

I'll send Clara. Where is she?

I'll seek her.

Come.

Maria Ferrante?
- Yes.

If it's her, sir, we call her just Maria.

And where is she?
I haven't seen her in the room.

In fact. She left only for a moment.

I'll show you. If it's her,
she lives up there. Here she is!

Pietro!

Won't you sit down?
- No, thank you.

I understood everything.

Who was it?

Nobody.

Sleep now, dear.
- We'll take care of it all.

But don't take her away, huh?
- No, there will be Clara.

You won't leave her bedside, right?
- No, we told you.

Don't worry.
- Have a good rest.

See you tomorrow. Let's go. Bye.

Clara! Don't leave her
even for one minute! - Okay.

Mom..

Mom..

Wait a minute.
- What are you doing?

Next Saturday shouldn't you
debate your thesis? - Yes.

Thank you.

Shall we go?

Let's go.

Maria!

Sorry I'm late.

You could wait sitting inside instead
of out here. - Don't worry. We go in?

We won't surely talk on the street.

Then I have yet to have coffee.

One coffee. What will you have?
- Nothing, thank you. - Well, two coffee.

So...

Of course it's a serious matter.

But are you sure?

You know, sometimes...
- I should have told you already.

But I don't know,
I always lacked the courage.

I didn't want to annoy you.
And then you never know how one reacts.

What do you mean? You know I understand
you well. - But now I can't anymore.

If I look at my mother, she looks at me,
I seem to be a thief. - No, a thief now?

Yes. I continue to steal
the blind faith she has in me.

A disappointment.
I don't know what would happen.

Alberto!

I need to take a resolution.

And you must help me.
- It's my duty, don't worry. - Thank you.

Of course I will be in trouble, but...

A resolution is needed.

And now you have to adapt.

Then, when I'll win the contest,
it will be different.

In short, rest assured, huh?

If it were just me
I wouldn't ask anything.

But there's mom, you see?
- I see, dear, I see.

But also on your part
it takes a bit of decision.

Then things will work out.
- I will do as you will.

If you go out, come back soon.

We must deliver some work by tomorrow.
And I can't take it anymore.

Therefore you'd better go rest a little.

Mom!

What is it?
- Nothing.

Have a good rest.

Come back soon.
- Okay.

Maria, think about what you do.

There is no other way now.

I can no longer hide my state to mom.

But a decision so sudden!
- It isn't sudden, I told you.

Alberto wants me to join him.

He promised to marry me as soon
as he's convinced his parents.

And meanwhile, when the baby comes,
he will be all my life.

Then, once we've fixed everything, mom
will forgive. - Are you sure about him?

He's so honest and so good.
- Hopefully.

But what I shall tell your mother?
- Find a way to tell her everything.

I never dared, and I never would.

Her goodness paralyzes me.
- Sure it will be a blow to her.

But tell her that I'll be alright.

That I'll get married, and we'll
make a new life all together, happy.

That I will repay all her suffering.
My poor mother!

I go, Aunt Gilda.

If I delay another minute,
I lose all my courage.

Goodbye, Aunt Gilda.

And take care of mom.

Gone!

And I?

The contingencies of life, my dear.

He received a telegram from his family.

You know how certain things go.

You understand.
- Yet he knew that I had to come here.

He knew why.
And that I've given up everything.

And I can't go home again.

No need to dramatize.
He's not gone for good after all.

He left you a letter, here it is.

He will be back soon.

In the letter, I think, there is also
some money so that you may wait.

Waiting...

For what?

And now, in the state in which I am...
Where do I go?

Where do I go?

You don't know anything.
You can't know anything.

But when daddy will know
he has a baby so beautiful,..

he will no longer leave you.

And he will always be
with you and your mom.

And then, also grandmother will forgive.

What about me?

Nothing.

Maria, come a moment.

They brought the other child to be nursed.
- Where?

In there. There's the father, the mother
is sick, as you know. Let's go.

Here is the child.

Cute. What's his name?
- Tonino.

You would be...

Yes, I mean...
Entrusting one's own baby...

But this is an institution that...

has been advised by all,
instead of giving him to a wet nurse.

It is known, us farmers...

Here he's much more secure.
- I will raise him like mine. - Thank you.

I'll reassure my wife...
She suffered so much, poor thing.

You know, it's ten years
that we were expecting a child.

What is your name? - Maria.
- Thank you.

Goodbye, Tonino!

When she'll be able, also mom will come.

We will not be ungrateful.
Again, thank you.

Thank you, ma'am.

You're not jealous, are you?
This is my child.

I love you too, because
your mom cannot raise you.

But this is mine!

And then, one day you'll go,

and who knows if you'll remember
the nanny and your little milk brother.

Since yesterday, however,
his little face is so pale!

Wait a minute, honey, I'll be right back.
And be good!

Okay, you may go.

Madam Director...
- What's wrong?

I think he has a fever.

Sure, he's hot.
- Since yesterday he seems changed.

He's pale.
And he doesn't even take milk anymore.

Give him to me.

I'm taking him to the infirmary.
No, you stay.

Hush, hush, hush.

Tonino, look at the baby!

How nice is Tonino, beautiful Tonino!

Tonino is big, and he'll show
nanny how he walks.

Let me see, Tonino, let me see, up, up!

Come, come Tonino. Come, come on!

Maria, they are here.
- They take him away from me?

They are the parents.
- Tonino!

Dear!

See? With me he cries.
- Of course, he doesn't know you yet.

Only a mother can understand
what you did for my little one.

No gratitude can ever repay you.

I did what you too
would have done in my place.

I lost mine after a few days.
I was left with nothing but yours.

And now...
Farewell, Tonino.

Andrea!

Listen, Maria!

Where will you go now?
I know you can't stay here.

The world is so big.
There'll be also a place for me. - Stuff!

Have you thought about what
we said last time? - Yes.

But I will not be a burden to anyone.
- What burden?

You raised us a son!
What burden?

The brat, you know, is fond of his nanny.

And we, you realized, we are farmers,
but we're also good people.

We welcome you... as one of the family.
- Oh, no!

In my condition, I can't.

You've been unfortunate.

And that one... I'd like to meet him
in private to tell him what's what.

Well, that's life.

You'll stay quietly in the country,
until you know what to do.

Nobody will disturb you.
And nobody will know anything.

This is necessary. Also for us.

We'll say, I don't know,
that you're a friend of Adele, that...

Well, we'll think of something.
OK, then?

I thank you, but...

No buts! Decided!
Adele!

Lullaby, lullaby.
Go to sleep my little child.

In the arms of your Mama,
Go to sleep my pretty child.

He won't fall asleep. - He can't,
poor thing! Better put him to bed.

Let's call Maria.
- No, Maria is working. I'll bring him.

Bye, good night, baby.

How's that?

She works even at night?

I think she exaggerates, no?
- By day she has other things to do.

And she's readying Tonino's suit for
his name day, that's after tomorrow.

St. Anthony.

She's very fond.

Doesn't even look like a city dweller.

One sees...
that she must have suffered much.

Oh, yeah.

Another one...

Yeah, 'cause, as a woman,
for sure, she's not to be thrown away.

Someone else, in her shoes...

instead of withdrawing in the countryside,

would have tried other ways to have fun.

Naturally.

Maria...

Does it bother you if I keep
you company? - Not at all!

Oh, Tonino's gone to sleep.
Yes.

It seems impossible, but when there's a
child in a house, he becomes the master.

Well, that's natural, right?
- Right, it's natural.

However, children do miracles.

You know, I was always opposed
to marriage. - Yes? - Yes.

But ever since Tonino is here...

What can I say, I changed my mind.

I understand you.
Nothing in the world is more beautiful.

Yeah.

But.. Ever since there is Tonino...

means, ever since there's you.

Maria!

Oh, good morning. Still here?

Didn't you have to go to St. Elmo
for seeds? - Yet I'm still here.

Why, do you mind?
- Why should I mind?

That's for you to know.

At times, you are very kind to me,

and you look at me so
that my heart swells.

Other times, however, I don't know...

It almost seems that I annoy you,
and you avoid me. - Me?

It's your impression.

Maria, you understand me very well.

However, I don't know...
- Your impression, I tell you.

Now I'm going, it's getting late.
Excuse me, Salvatore.

Well, Salvatore, what's wrong?
Cloudy?

What cloudy!

I want to know what Maria got against me.

Dunno.
Go figure!

It's simple.
She must be left alone. That's all.

Yes, but when a guy
is serious about, I say...

Salvatore, look,
you have to understand certain things.

What do you mean?

Who is it? - It's me.
I should talk to you for a moment.

Here I am.

What's up?

Well, then?

It's just so.

Go trust women...

You look at me the same way.
The most innocent look in the world.

Salvatore, what's with you?
- What you want it to be? Nothing.

You see, I'm here in your room.
Oh, I know.

You don't enter a girl's room,
especially at night.

But you're not a girl.

Instead I had believed it!

And it seemed even dicey to glance up on
you too long, to watch your mouth...

and the rest.
Honest to God,..

I felt like making a sin.

But now, though, it's different.

Now with me too, right?
- You're crazy!

Look, Salvatore, I respect you
because you are Adele's brother.

But I think you've been drinking tonight,
and you like to joke. - I joke?

I joke?

That's what I would do but,..
it takes two to joke.

For otherwise, you see,
if we were to take things seriously, I...

I don't know what I'd do to you!

I should!..
- Salvatore!

Look...

I repeat that maybe you drank tonight.
But if you don't leave now, I call Adele.

You send me away? Convenient!

You call Adele?

But if it wasn't for her I'd still
be a fool, believing you are...

what I thought you were.

But seeing my despair for your
indifference, she thought to do good,

and told me everything.

Worse than depriving me
of the air I breathe!

Then, suddenly, I thought: "So what?"

I'll do like the others, right?
And why shouldn't I, tell me, why?

The others too did without
priest and blessings, right?

Oh, it's no longer the same, I know.

But what can I do? I like it too!

Stop it! Stop it!

But, she wants to go like that,
without saying why?

Like that! I insisted she'd stay,
but there's no way. - Okay, but,

at least an explanation.

Maria!

Look, Maria, you're your own master,

but leaving us so suddenly...

Have we done something to you?
- No!

Adele knows.

Maybe I can find a job.
I know a good lady who has a shop.

Yes, you told us.
But I didn't think that...

I had to decide, one time or another,
and if I miss this chance...

I get it.
You prefer the sea air.

It's your right.

But...

There's something fishy that I don't get.

Well,..

Good luck. And remember that
you always have a family here.

True, Adele?
- Thank you, I know.

I'll fetch your stuff and hitch up the gig.

Tell him not to judge me wrong.

I shouldn't have come among you.

When you did wrong once,
there is no turning back.

I know why you're going.
Maybe I shouldn't...

No!
You did well.

At least for your brother.

Thank you, ma'am.

Pietro!

Paolo came?
- Not yet.

How we're stylish!

I was punctual. But you too.

The lady allowed me to quit
2 hours earlier. - Oh, good.

So, Paolo? - This Paolo!
But you care a lot? - Very much so.

I'm afraid he won't come.
Indeed, I'm sure. - But he never fails!

This time he will.
Let's go, he'll join us at the dance.

Does he know where we're going?
- Sure he does! Let's go.

Hey, Maria! Pietro!
- Paolo!

Oh, he's here...

Sneaking off, huh? Bravo, Maria!
- Me!?

But he said... - Well, we go, it's late.
- It's late? Why? Where are we going?

Don't you know? - No.
- Yes, I told you: to dance!

You even replied: "Okay, I'll catch up,
go ahead." Always distracted!

I told you this? Oh, no, this is unfair.
It's all a ploy to be alone with Maria.

Am I right, Maria?
- Which ploy? And to what end?

Poor soul! You think I don't know?
But I'm here and I'll come to dance.

But you don't dance!
- I can't dance, I'll look.

Miss Maria, you must decide!
- What?

Which of the two apostles,
Pietro or Paolo? Bye, guys.

Indeed, we're ridiculous. - You look
at me? - Aren't you the other apostle?

Guys, don't start bickering.
- Gentlemen? - Tea. - Tea.

So, three teas?
- No. I don't like tea.

I want a fresh orange juice
with lots of sugar.

At 5, an orange juice!
- Why, is it forbidden?

Alright! So, we were saying:
becoming ridiculous. - Why, sorry?

Yeah. He'd like to extend the company.

But.. - No, let me say.
You see Maria, here? - I see her.

Is she a woman? - She's a woman.
- She's not the "Harbor Ltd",

shipping agency that we
founded and in which...

we are partners.
- Who said she is?

But, if we're partners in the "Harbor",
we can't be so also...

when it comes to a woman, clear?
- Very. And who ever thought of that?

Well, by the way you act, one would say so.
- What's that supposed to mean?

That I'm the odd man out?
What if it were you?

Maria has not yet decided.

True, Maria, that you haven't decided yet?
- Very true. - You see?

What got to do the company?

Instead of talking, why not dance?

We'll miss also this tango.
- Yes, enough with discussions.

And you watch.
- I'll watch you. So what?

Shall we clear up things?
- What?

Clear up, so, without speaking.

You know that saying certain things,
is not easy.

But you...

You've got it all figured out.

I would understand too, Maria.

I would like to know if I have
reason to feel so happy,.. or...

Bad timing!

Tango!
Tango!

If you knew how happy I am!
- Me too.

Paolo, are you leaving?

Yes, today. Some affairs out of town.

But so suddenly?
- You know how it happens.

Moreover, you should understand better
than any other. - It's me the cause.

I'm sorry, Paolo. But couldn't we
stay good friends the same? - No.

Yes, when you're happy
you don't think of others.

But, don't trouble yourself.

To me, it's always that way.

I pull the cart, and the others are on top.

And your company?

Pietro will get along very well alone.

I'll take the little money that I put in
because I need it now, but...

this won't bring harm.
- You think? - Sure.

Pietro's family has means,
they even have a laudry.

Yes, but you know he's not
in good relations with them.

They'll make peace, he'll find
another partner, I don't know...

If I leave, the little money I have, I..
I can't leave it here.

You understand?

But yes, he's right!

It's right that he takes his capital.

I regret very much for the friend,
but as to the partner...

I'll try to get along equally alone.

That's what I said.
- Okay, and let's not talk anymore.

Good luck.
- Likewise.

Paolo!

Before leaving, come say goodbye again.

Yes, sure.

Maria..

You know you'll leave the shop forever
at week's end? - Yes? - Yes!

I found the house, you know?

Entrance hall, kitchen, bathroom,
of course, bedroom and living room.

Pietro, look how it fits me!
You have extraordinary taste.

Beautiful, eh? But did you spend much?
- For you "much" need not exist.

Of course, if you want nice stuff...

It seems that this is a model.
- Really? You spoil me.

Feel how soft is this silk.

Yes. Even the colors are delicate.

But these things are not worn so.
- No?

No. You can cross them, tied behind.
Or...

tied in a bow on the shoulder, this way.
As in the model.

It is true! Let me look at it.

Right?
- You're right, that's something else!

Who will be at this hour?

Go see. If it's the ones of
this morning, I'm not here.

Send them away without much ado.
- Okay, I'll handle them.

Okay, I'll tell him.

They're gone. - What did they say?
- I don't know if I got it right.

They said to tell you that
the IOU will be protested.

Oh, well...

Look, I don't know if we can go out today,
I got things to do. - As you wish.

But tell me, Pietro, you've got concerns?

I, for what? - The business, the IOU?
- So what? Is it my IOU, by chance?

Oh, it's not yours?
- No.

Well, but I'd better go out right away.
Where's my jacket? - On the chair.

Mr. Ottavio, I was just
coming to seek you.

And here I am.

I'm lucky to always arrive
at the right time.

Please... come in.
- Thank you.

Do come in, forgive if it's still untidy.
- No problem.

You're well settled.
Nice little home you got.

A furnished flat.
- Yes, but cute.

I was looking for you because
those people came again. - Yes, I know.

For the protested IOU.

Don't worry. I hope to settle everything.
- Thank you!

Indeed, I was counting on you.
- That signature has been imprudent.

But, you've advised me...
- Me?

Say rather that there was no other way.

But don't worry, you won't be in trouble.

Let's think of something more fun.

Have you relayed the invitation
to Miss Maria?

I haven't had time. But she'll accept,
let alone, a dancing contest.

For tomorrow night, right?
- Yes. - We'll tell her now.

Here I am. Sorry, I didn't even
have time to clear the table.

I should apologize for
coming at such an hour.

Mr. Ottavio wants that tomorrow night we
go to the Kursaal, for a dance competition.

And he's in the jury.

The first prize is already for you.
- But so many are better.

But they don't have your class.
And I kept my promise.

A magnificent evening dress.

The fashion house lends it for advertising.

I'm sure it'll fit you wondrously.

The fashion house will be satisfied?

Should I keep the veil or leave it
in the cloakroom? - Which cloakroom?

You'll take it off in the hall,
when you sit at your table.

Better so. I like it.
- Are you happy? - Very.

It's all thanks to you.
- Too little.

A dress borrowed
for advertising purposes...

I'd like to do much more.

And I could. - You are very kind.
But what's Pietro doing?

The situation is a bit annoying.

This blessed guy should listen
to who's more experienced than him.

I'm afraid he has concerns
and wants to hide it.

Do you love him a lot?
- Yes.

Very much.
I'd be willing to make any sacrifice.

If needed, I could go back to work.
- What?

To work? A woman like you?

In short, this check is yours,
and it's uncovered!

You'll allow us, at least,
to call it a scam.

I forbid you to use such terms!
I've already said that it's a mistake!

And that I'll see about it!
- Oh, yes? When? - Tomorrow! Exactly.

What's going on in there?

Don't be alarmed, trifles.

I'll go see. Hurry up, we'll go right away.
- I'm ready.

Mr. Ottavio...
- But Pavese, is this the way?

And you, Laurelli?
There are ladies in there.

But, you know.. the check.
- I know it all!

And I know that my friend Pietro Bandelli
is honest. See you tomorrow.

Now leave us alone. - We count on you.
- Good evening. - Good evening.

That's it! Nonsense!

Shall we go?
- Yes, here I am.

Maria! - Oh, finally!
- Did you see Mr. Ottavio?

Not yet. He should already be here.
I must return the dress.

What's with you, Pietro? - Nothing.
I'll explain later. - What is it?

I feel there is something wrong.
Be honest with me.

I know the shipping agency
was closed for a month.

That other affairs have gone bad.
And you continued to be silent with me.

And to spend.
- I didn't want to lose you, Maria!

And you thought that I...

I was wrong.
Forgive me.

But we'll settle everything, don't worry.
And we'll start a new life.

I may return to my family, to the laundry.
And you'll go with me, will you?

Certainly.
How can you doubt me, Pietro?

Thank you.

Now I'm going. I must go.

If Ottavio comes, tell him to wait for me.
- Yes, I'll wait too. - Yes, better.

Maria!

Well done!

Wait here.

Good morning, sorry for the delay.
- Good morning.

Pietro was here and asks you to wait.

I've brought the dress.
- You can keep it.

Keep it? No thanks, I no longer need it.

Poor Maria.

Now, you can keep it.
- Why now?

What happened? Talk.
- It couldn't end otherwise.

He was arrested a few steps from here,
when he went out. - Pietro! - Yes.

Too many stupidities. - Where is he?
I want to go to him! - It's no use now.

Come on, be reasonable, it's... a trifle.

Let's take care of you, rather.
Alone and without resources.

Luckily you have a friend in me.
- No! I'm going!

Open up!

Open up!

Open the door!

Open the door!

Hey, what's up, so early?

Open it, or I'll knock down the door.
- All right! Wait a minute.

That's it.

Why did you lock me in?
- To let you rest

And Anna?

Where is Anna?
Where is she?

Speak!

The doctor had her carried
to the hospital of Mercy.

He said that it was better that way.
- That's not true!

Murderers! - So, if you know it all,
you who were asleep..

it's pointless to ask!

Clara!

Poor Anna...
- No!

Yes.

She's dead while they took her away.

From the alley, so that she
wouldn't be seen. - Murderers!

But what are we, then?

Maria!
- No! Enough!

Please, where is the hospital of Mercy?

Go straight to the square,
and you'll find it.

Thank you.

Ah, this is really infamous!
Who would have guessed?

Stealing from a wretch who's dying!

What could that poor girl have?

The value doesn't count.
Some money, some small jewel,

but it's the bad action. And if it's true
that Maria took flight, as it seems..

Now you're being infamous!

What do we do now?
- What we do?

It's so simple.
- There's someone here who helped her.

I don't think so.
But I told you that it's simple.

We'd better keep quiet.
We can press charges later.

Where are you going?
- I'll be back soon.

You didn't expect that, huh?

Stop!

I realized quickly that you'd come here.

You're really a kind-hearted girl.
Give me the suitcase, it's heavy.

No?

As you wish.

By the way, why the suitcase?

You're leaving? And to where?

Hey, stop for a moment!
Come here.

What are you doing, then?
- What I want.

Therefore, some nonsense.

But I see. You're still shaken,
you can barely stand.

You have to take something.
There.

Come on.
- No!

Come on, come on!

Sit down.
Something hot to recover your strength.

Sit down.

And meanwhile, we'll reason.

Then you do what you want.

Waiter!

Would you like? - A hot milk with rum.
And for me a Pernod.

No, indeed, sorry.
This is also a hotel, right? - Yes, sir.

Then...
A room for the lady.

So you can rest better.

Come.

You're in no condition to go around.
Come on.

This way, right? - Yes, sir.
- Come on.

Good morning.
- Which room is available for her?

The 15.

It's a quiet room.

Okay.
- Accompany the lady.

Come on.

Ah! Milk and pernod, bring them up.

Shall I bring the suitcase?
- No, not yet. Leave it there.

That's it!
Here you'll be fine.

Eh, my dear ...
One should not abuse his own strength.

You wouldn't have even
arrived to the station.

But, fortunately, I'm here.
There is Ottavio!

As there always has been.

Even when you remained alone.

When you got in trouble for that fool
Bandelli, who got caught like a dupe.

Alone, with debts, without a penny.

And you were about to kill yourself.
Huh?

Who did you find?
Ottavio!

Who always comes at the right time.
- You!

You've ruined me!
It's your fault if I am what I am.

You have reduced me like this!

Nice gratitude!
Come in!

Put it here.

Drink it while it's hot.
- But you won't see me again!

You won't see me again, no one will!
- Drink.

And then you'll continue.
Come on!

That's bad.
If you lose your temper, it's worse.

You think you're already out of trouble?
- What trouble?

Eh, yes. Someone looked for the
money and the jewels of poor Anna,

and didn't find them.
Not much, of course.

But there's one who connects
your escape with the deed.

This is an infamy worthy of you!

But what can they do? Arrest me?
Okay, let them arrest me!

I'm ready for anything.

But I'm not going back with you,
not even dead!

All right.

But sudden decisions are dangerous.

Moreover, you also have debts
with Mrs. Ortensia. Let alone me.

You want to get in trouble? Be my guest.

But at least think it over.

Look.
I'll make you a proposal.

Now, you don't have the necessary
calm to reason. You need to rest.

Stay here.
Relax yourself, sleep it over,

and then decide.

And you?
- I'm leaving.

Of course I won't loose sight of you.

Then, tonight or tomorrow morning
we'll meet... and we'll reason.

All right?

There's no trap in what you say?

No trap, come on!

What are you doing?

The money.. I'll keep it.

It's still yours, of course.
But it's better. In these hotels,

prudence is never too much.

Get another milk with rum.

Also the hat,
you don't need it in the room.

See you later, dear.

The lady wants to rest.
I'll be back later. - Good, Mr. Ottavio.

"I'm leaving anyway, with no money
and with just the dress I'm wearing."

"It's useless to seek me.
You won't see me ever again."

To Mr. Ottavio. Give it to him
when he returns. - But, are you leaving?

I'd like to see Mr. Pietro Bandelli.
- No, he's very busy now.

I'll tell him, but you have to wait.
- Okay.

Would you go into the office?
- No, thanks, I'll wait here.

Are you looking for me?

What are you doing here?

What do you want from me?

No!
Rather...

We cannot talk here.
Come.

Please, Volandi, a moment.
- Right away, Mr. Pietro.

So...
Why did you come here?

What are you here for?
- I don't know.

I did wrong, but I wasn't thinking.
- It was better not to meet anymore!

And to think that I had felt guilty.

I was ashamed of myself.

Once in prison, I wrote you
asking forgiveness. Me, from you!

And you didn't reply, not a word.
I wrote again, and you, hush.

But I never received anything.
- But who...

But who can believe you now?

Obviously you've found soon consolation
with... with that scoundrel.

You're silent, huh?
Of course.

Just released from prison
I sought you, everywhere.

Then, I've heard...

And last night...

Everything.
Everything I'd have expected from you...

But not this.

To find you where...

Where I saw you!

Well, what're you doing here?
Taking fresh air?

Mr. Pietro is talking to a person
and told me to get out. - Who is it?

I don't know, a woman.
A lady.

Please, one moment, I must talk.
- Take your time.

Who'll bother you?

So?

The van has arrived? - Yes, it's already
here, it ended the first round.

For the weekly payroll,
Pietro is taking care of it.

He has else to do. He's in the office
with one who certainly is not a customer.

Who is it? - Ask him. But I think
he doesn't want to be disturbed.

Always ready to think bad, huh?

But, y'know, a leopard can't change
its spots. - But which leopard?

Pietro is a baptized Christian.

I get it.

But, now...

we can't but be two strangers.

At any rate, if...

If I can do anything for you...

But, dear, this is not the hotel linen.

It was urgent. You knew it had priority.

I was given this. - Let it all there,
go get the one of the hotel. - Okay.

Holy patience!

You were mistaken. You had to give me
the hotel's tablecloths. - She's right!

You're always careless.
- Couldn't she notice by herself?

The lady doesn't have eyes like us?
- Enough!

It's true... Try to pay more attention.
- Okay.

Now let's hurry,
for we must deliver at three.

Roast kid, great idea!

Tonio, refill this jug.
- Right away!

That's it!
Take it. Come on, eat, come on!

But, Pietro...
Will you tell me where you met this Maria?

Well? You don't answer?

Mysteries, perhaps?
- What mysteries!

Who can she be? A woman like any other.
- It's natural, right?

And where did you meet her?

I met her...

when I was out.
- Ah! Out, eh?

Old acquaintances?

Then we understood.

You didn't understand anything!

We're hitting the same nerve again?

You'll admit that since "out",
things didn't go too well...

That's enough now!

We said not to talk about it.

The past is the past and...
and Pietro is right.

Dad, but we speak out of affection.
- But no one doubts, dear.

And as for the girl, if she works

does her duty and behaves well,
we shouldn't concern with else.

Let's leave him alone!
Come on, eat, eat.

And drink.
Drink, here.

Thank you, dad.

Come on, quickly! At work, girls. Quick!

Well, are you fine here?
- Yes, very. Thank you.

Come on, hurry, hurry.

Excuse me, Mr. Bandelli.

Please, we're always available
to the police. What is it?

You have here since a few days
a certain Maria Ferrante.

Maria Ferrante?

Why?
- She's there or not?

Yes...

Thank you.
- You're welcome.

You see I was right? What kind of women
you bring in the house? - But..

No, Carmela, it's a mistake.
- Mistake? As if I didn't have ears!

Nino!
- What is it?

Finally we know everything.
And it took the police to tell us.

You know who's that Maria that Pietro
put with us? You know where she was?

I'm ashamed to say it!

It's easy to judge!

One should know what it means
to be in certain conditions.

We want to understand just one thing:

that of immediately dismissing this slut!

Miss Maria, would you come a moment
in the director's office?

What is it?

Nothing. Come.

But what's happened, Mr. Bandelli?

My son has done wrong.

He shouldn't have brought you
here where.. there is his family.

One of the police came.

Now we know who you are...
and where you come from.

You cannot know how some things go!
- The fact is clear!

You shouldn't have brought her here,
among our workers who are good girls.

Here's how you are, how you reason.
All right!

Then if you send her away, I'm going too.
Now! And you won't see me again.

No, I won't go in! Let me leave
right now, without him seeing me.

Without saying anything to him.
- Maybe it's better.

Here's the weekly pay.

Entire, of course, save for
the deductions. 142 and 70.

Count it. - No, thank you.
- Sign here, for the rule.

Here are the apron and the cap.
- Okay.

And... where will you go now?

Do you have a family?

Your mom?

I've told you.
The fault has been mine also.

But you can't put a woman on the street,
just so at any moment! - Pietro!

Hurry up with this wheelbarrow.
- Maria, where is she?

She's already gone.

It's been a wickedness!

Please, the motor coach?
- It departs from here, but in 2 hrs.

In connection with the train from
San Balignano. - Okay, thank you.

I would like to drink.
- And maybe a bite, perhaps, right?

Yes, but not much. A bit of fruit.
- As you please.

And to drink? Wine, beer, soda pop?
- Whatever.

Then beer, it's fresh.

Hey, Battista.
This hovel has no intention to dry.

The salt is damp.
And the cigars are damper than salt.

In August, Andrea, in August.
- Who is that?

She just came, she waits for the coach.
- The coach?

Maria!

You just came and you're going again?
Great!

So, if I weren't here by chance,
you'd be gone as if no one were here.

Without even saying hello!

Sorry, Andrea, if I lose my connexion...
- Forget about the connexion!

It'll never be said that you go
without greeting Adele and the brat.

Tonino! - If you saw how he's
grown up! - Really? Is he cute?

Two eyes like that. He's strong, white,
red that seems the picture of health.

Look, I'm sorry that they lose a customer,
but you'll eat with us!

But Andrea, I really can't...
- What "really"!

With the gig in an hour we're there.
If anything, you'll take the next bus.

Come on! Do you have any luggage?
- No. - Then come on.

Hup!

Bye, Battista!

Tell me...

And Salvatore?
- Oh, lots of work. Y'know, we're reaping.

But don't worry, for lunch he never fails.
Always on time!

Halt!
That's it.

Here you go.

Look, look at that scamp! Tonino!

Tonino!

Tonino!
You recognize me?

Adele!

Sweetheart! How you've grown up!
- Come on. Adele!

Watch! Look who I brought!

Maria!

Adele!

After so long!
How come you remembered us?

Oh, so it's she who remembered?
Were it not for me, she would've split.

Without even showing up.
- What are you saying, Andrea?

I'm so glad to meet you again now.
- And where have you been all this time?

You're changed a little.
- Later I'll tell you. - Come, Tonino.

Confidences for later.

Well, do we eat?

Oh, look who's here!

Maria!

How are you?

I'm not surprised to see you here.
I knew you'd come back.

Is it true I've always said so when...
Yeah!

When you complained because she had
not even sent a line, an any news?

And with good reason!

One doesn't become loved to then
disappear, and what's done is done!

But let's not talk about it. Adele,
I think we're all hungry. We must hurry.

It's done in a moment.
- I'll give you a hand. - No.

Today you're only a guest.
- That's right!

I'll help her.
And we eat outside, under the pergola.

How did you know I'd come back?

Because I had to ask you
if you had forgiven me.

At times, we men are beasts.

You can't know how it angered me
thinking about it.

It's over.
We mustn't talk about it anymore.

Have you suffered much?

Well, come on! It's almost ready!

Yes, here we are!
Let's go.

Maria!

Listen.

How beautiful is here.
- Yes.

The countryside.

Good morning!

Good morning.

Did you sleep well?
- Very, thank you.

So, what about your departure?

I wouldn't, but I need to leave today.

Instead of taking the motor coach,
she can go on Gaspare's truck.

He comes at 3:00 and does the same route.

Alright!
But I say that you're doing wrong.

I told you everything.
As to a brother.

It's sad.

Life has not been fair with you.

And now?

Mom.

To me it remains only her.

Come on, Maria. We must hurry.
The truck has arrived.

Yes, right away.

Give me another kiss, Tonino.

Farewell, Tonino.

Adele...

Now that you found us
you won't let us wait yet so long?

We'll meet again, I hope?
- Yes, we will.

And thanks for all you've done for me.

And you too, thank you, Andrea.
- But for what?

Goodbye, Maria.

I'll accompany you.

Be careful, Gaspare.
- Don't worry.

Goodbye, Maria.

Thank you.

Goodbye and see you soon, Maria!
- Goodbye! Thank you.

Farewell, Tonino!

Yes, dear sergeant. That must be her!

As he saw her, Andrea
wouldn't listen to reason

and took her to the farm.
- Is it far?

Not much, but surely a long walk.
- Well, I get it.

If you want, I have my cart.
- No thanks, Battista.

First I have another round to do.
Maybe later. - At your pleasure.

Goodbye and thank you.
- Always at your service, dear sergeant.

Innkeeper!
- At your orders.

You have a cart, right?
- Yes, of course.

Could you carry me?
- Far?

No, not really. But immediately.

Two minutes, the time to hitch .
- Good. How much, here?

Who is it?

Excuse me.

There is here a..

a certain Maria?

Yes, there was, but she left two hours ago.

Are you sure? Because...

How, "sure"? - Yes, because I should
tell her something urgent.. and..

and very important.. to her. But..

If she's not there...

You are Pietro Bandelli?

How do you know?
- Eh, I understood it.

Did she perhaps...

tell you about me?

She just...

touched upon it.

Well..

Thank you.
- Won't you be my guest?

Thank you.

Take a seat.

A glass?
- No, thanks. And..

Do you know where she was going?

Sure.

To her mother's.

But her stop here was very short.

We would have wanted to keep her, but..
what could we do?

Yes, since, to us she's like a relative.

Yes, I know.

Maria told me everything of her life.

I'm aware..

Oh, well...

Everyone has his faults...

Big or small.

A girl with a heart of gold.

Maybe too good, for what she had to endure.

I assure you.. not for..

So many things have happened, that...

You understand me?

But right for what you said, I feel..

that something must be done for her.
That's why I came here.

Now I'll go, and I'll find her.
- No.

Perhaps, for now...

it's best to leave her alone
to find her own way, don't you think?

I would just like to know..
that she's at peace.

That's right.

And then...

Who knows?

I believe one can.. always start over...

a life.
Right?

It depends.

Thanks a lot.
- Sure, sure.

I regret I can't take you to town
because I have a load,

but it's only a few minutes away.
- Thanks anyway. - Good day.

What would you like?

A cappuccino.
- Actually, the caf� is on the other side.

This is a restaurant service.
But, at this hour...

What are you doing here?

I look at you.

I hadn't recognized you.

Yes, I mean, I hadn't...
I hadn't seen you.

It is...

It is long that you came back?

You don't answer?

You know, I found out by chance...

Yes...
the child.

And now?

You know, there are
contingencies in life that...

If we'll have the occasion, I'll explain

Maria!

No, forget it.

Maria!

Maria!
- What is it?

I dreamed!
I've heard her voice!

She called me.
She was calling me! Sure!

Something's happened to her.
- What are you saying?

Come on!
- Yes!

A faraway voice... desperate.

You know that when you dream this...
- Oh, nonsense!

Come on, get to bed and try to calm down.

Mom!

Mom!

But yes!
It's her! It's her!

Mom!

Maria!

Mom!

Mom!

Mariuccia!

My Mariuccia!

English subs by edam17@KG
February 2014