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Number 20

Marabonzi bonzi bon

No, give me the cat!

Marabonzi bonzi bon

Italians are crazy

Marabonzi bonzi bon

Mothers, sons and grandmothers

have all the madones

Give me the little flower

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Why?

I have to take four steps.

Just four steps and I'll be right back.

All right.

When he has to step, he says he's going to take four steps.

Then when he has to shit, what will he say?

That he's going to the kilometer thrown?

Just a nice guy, Sasto Panocia, big, big like a horse,

he's still ashamed of these things.

Poor thing, maybe he was ashamed because I was there.

And so he said he was going to take four steps, right?

He could have said four steps.

Hey, Panocia!

What?

What's your name?

Libero, you know it.

Here, good, try to be free then.

Spread out here, it's called pissar.

I pissed, grandpa.

Here, good, come here, come here.

What can piss for us men?

There's nothing to be ashamed of, it's a thing done by hand.

Drink.

I'm really not thirsty.

Hey, wait, I'm taking four steps.

Good, four steps, too.

You go and come today.

And this is done with your feet, it's bloody, you know.

Come on, drink.

Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink.

Oh, good, cover it now, cover it.

Come on.

Where are you going?

Get out of the way, ladies, and put on your gloves.

Manuela, in the carousel, because now you're lighter.

Here you are.

Hey, don't be tight, you know.

Don't be tight.

Don't worry.

I'm not asking for a penny!

I'm not asking for a penny!

Give me the little flower, give me the little flower!

The battery is dead!

But it's possible!

Everyone takes care of women!

But it's possible!

Everyone but Don Fioreno, he doesn't have any luck!

Cheers, Don Fioreno!

How are things going?

As you wish, I'm not a merchant.

And in my ministry, the entrance is free.

You're a liar!

And what would this thing be that I wouldn't have?

Humility, dear Don Fioreno, because I came right from you.

From me?

Sure, me! For a sacrifice of a holy soul.

Ah, if that's why it's always nice to see a lost sheep come back to the village.

And who would this blessed soul be?

Giuseppe Stalin.

And you sing me the De Profundis too, in these things I don't do economics.

And I sing you the De Mortacis, I sing you!

You ugly son of a...

Ah, mom, mom, mom, mom!

My fault, my maximum fault!

He's talking about his mother.

Libero, hello!

Stop, the corns are coming!

Liberino!

God, how they reduced you!

Don Fioreno?

Nothing!

Put it down!

Don't touch this flower that's passing!

Look who's talking about apacites!

One, two, three!

The graces are here!

Graces, graces, graces!

Maleducato!

You shut this mouth, or I'll cut you with these hands!

You'll be cut, damn you!

Yes, why?

Come here, you!

And stop being an idiot!

You, rather!

Aren't you ashamed of how this poor boy has been reduced?

He looks like the son of nobody, you see?

But go away, Zingaro!

Libero is fine, he's healthy and robust.

And you, if you want to beat him, you better!

Atheist, athetist, athetic, athetic!

This is the education I want to give to this innocent soul!

What's in your hand? A bottle of wine?

I have the bone!

Oh God, they've drunk it!

The wine is good!

Ask Don Fioreno, if he drinks half a liter, I'll make him a meal!

Now you've broken the... what?

I mean, you've broken my eardrums!

Damn you!

God, give me strength!

Give me strength!

Don Fiorello, let him lose!

We'll think about this society's waste!

Society's waste, right!

He doesn't have the right to take our sister's son!

He's my son's son!

And Libero must grow up as he was born!

Libero...

is a de facto tenor!

He must live as far away as possible from the slums of Trezitelle, Vece and Beghine!

As you wish!

Do you understand?

Enough!

I won't let you, you know!

What do you mean, I won't let you?

I won't let you say these things!

Arria, where is the baptism of this bottle? Arria!

All right.

But remember that you have the hours counted!

Counted!

Libero will be ours!

Ours!

You can swear!

Bye, dear!

Savoia, you steal the bull and you get castrated!

You dirty black!

Merli! Merli!

Who's there?

Get out of my land, get out!

You scoundrels!

You whores!

You scoundrels!

Get out of my land!

Remengo!

You had a good job in Rome.

Yes, a technical job, finished.

I even put the ad on the newspaper.

You know how it is.

One day I got the good uniform.

A mess.

They sent me back with the leaflet.

And you bend your head.

You know how they do it in the village, right?

They didn't even look at me.

The only one who helped me was your grandfather.

That's why I love him so much.

That old man.

He deserves it.

Look at this!

What's this paper?

Hey, look at this!

Nico, you read these newspapers?

This just warms your head!

Look at this!

All naked women!

And in all positions!

In my days, all I did was read illustrated newspapers.

Look at this!

Libero! Libero!

Libero, come here!

Come here!

I don't like this paper at all.

Not a bit at all.

What do you want me to do with a piece of paper?

In front of the Majesty of the King?

The King has created it!

Pull it over your head and look!

The rays of the sun illuminate the most beautiful gift that has been made to men!

What is the most moving thing in this world?

It's that delicate pink color that comes out of the darkness of the night

and makes you dream of a day of happiness!

And makes you feel the fact?

I come to you, my lord, with a pure heart and a love-filled heart.

I come to you!

I come to you, my lord, forgive me.

I come to you again, punctual as death!

Manuela!

Come with me!

Come on!

Let's repeat, Father.

With a heart full of love,

I wait for you.

Don't be afraid, please.

Reverend fathers, come forward.

Yes, Father.

Get out of here!

Don't look at the brothers!

Respect the traditions!

Dionysus, go!

I'm going to bed without dinner tonight.

Excuse us, madam.

Open the newspaper!

You're going to serve your cat!

My little horse!

Manuela!

And now?

What shall we do?

If you can't do better, then...

Goodbye, grandpa!

Goodbye!

Good morning, I would like a meter of black fettuccia.

Good morning.

Even if my mother said that I shouldn't talk to you,

I'll keep it.

Does your mother-in-law mind if I take two cigarettes of thread?

Excuse me, does the meter of fettuccia serve to make the black bow

to that poor orphan who you keep at home?

Yes, I think you guessed right.

Instead, the thread serves me to tie the tongue to the little bitches like you,

so give me the taste, eh?

It's 400 lire. If you want, I'll do the discount.

Your mother-in-law is right.

You look good in a mercery, you're a nice article.

Good morning.

Bye.

Santa Maria Virgin from the purest breast...

Oh, the breast!

13, 14, 15...

You're getting old.

16...

Grandfather?

17...

I think it's your turn.

18...

It's my turn too.

The rooster that gets pregnant.

That's true, I noticed that too.

19...

Sometimes it munches hard.

It can give up.

20...

How can it give up? It's its season.

21...

It becomes bad.

So, you have to cut its horns.

At the free.

What free? I was talking about the bull.

23...

24...

25...

Hey.

Did something happen at the free?

No, nothing.

How many years has he been at the free?

When he was born, I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know either.

Is he a boy?

Not really.

I think he's a man.

What?

So, what does that mean?

Yesterday at the stable I was staring at him with my eyes.

And then, also, when the priests came...

Anyway, I think...

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

I understand.

He's a big guy.

He's the best.

Here he is.

By force, he's called Machiavelli.

I take it he's a man.

That's why I keep calling him Machiavelli.

I don't mind.

We're not going anywhere.

He's called Libero, just like his grandfather.

That's good blood, isn't it?

He's got the third leg, he walks like a pig.

I'll explain it to you tomorrow.

You have to explain everything to the boys.

And explain it delicately.

And he's whistling.

This is the male, the bull.

Oh, my God!

So, you know that the male is the female...

Hey, I mean, Panocia, do you know or not?

So, then...

Anita Garibaldi!

Nice cow, this one.

Full of milk!

I mean, would you have stayed with the chick or the bull?

No.

Oh, so...

So, listen...

Do you smoke?

I've never smoked.

No?

No.

Listen...

Here is the female.

And here is the male.

Do you understand?

No.

Well, here it is.

Now, let's have a nice chat

between men.

Sit down.

Here it is.

Wait a minute.

Let's drink.

Good, huh?

This is a man-made stuff, you know.

Man and woman.

So I say that man and woman...

will never be apart!

Libero, come here!

Go, go, Manuela, go!

I'm coming!

Come on, give me a hand, I'm tired.

Come on, move.

What are you doing there?

Damn it!

Man and woman are attached.

Where are they attached?

They're here.

What are you doing?

I'll show you how to treat women.

Let's see what you can do.

You were the strongest in the college.

The strongest?

What about the others?

Ricotta?

I'll show you the ropes.

Catch her!

Oh, look! The cow's husband!

Stop it!

You are all witnesses! We have arrived at the lust!

What a sight!

Elusi e lussurie!

You have arrived at my house! Get out of here!

Get out of here, I said!

Bloody!

Let's escape! Let's escape!

Get out of my house, you ropes!

I'll shoot you a quarter of a kilo of balines for every ass!

Wait a moment, Libro. You don't unload anything on anyone!

I'm not talking to you!

If you've seen me in the bush, you're going to get the public force!

Look, look how she's reduced to that innocent soul,

overwhelmed by vice and violence!

Oh, the cow!

Listen to me!

I'm coming!

Shoot!

I've got my hands on the ground!

And now, get out of my house!

Scoundrels!

And to those who are guilty, on your feet!

Public force, on your feet!

What's going on here?

Now I'm going to fix you, you godless bastard!

But stay calm, you bloody bastard!

There's no need to make so much noise!

Speak like you're eating!

You don't say noise, you say mess!

You're a lemon!

Look at what you're saying!

Here's the marshal, too!

Brigadier!

Things can be solved in peace,

by kind men.

Ha! Let's see!

You come to talk in church!

Go back, you scoundrel!

I'll shoot!

Go back!

Jump, scoundrel!

Hopla! Hopla! Hopla!

My God!

Come on, blessed!

Things can be fixed!

But the scoundrels are leaving!

And I'll shoot!

Take him off your head!

And I'll hold him!

You can't do anything!

Here's a court sentence!

The boy was entrusted to them!

What?

Yes, to us!

You got it, my dear!

I tell you that Libero,

the court of minors has decided,

is now part of the honoured family Chiappalà!

But Casasso, you bastard!

Enough now!

I have the order to execute the sentence,

and I will do it!

Hey, you, public force!

You won't do another trick of cards, will you?

You want to take my boy away,

the blood of my blood,

with a touch of the court's card!

I'll kill you all!

What's going on?

Grandpa is in trouble.

The scoundrels, the scoundrels,

the priests, even the public force!

Eat what you said!

And you, feed him!

Libero, it's our turn!

Don't touch him!

He's a coward!

Grandpa, let him be.

Do it for me.

Let's go, Libero, let's go!

Benedetta, let's go too!

Follow me!

Panoccio!

He won't be free anymore!

Good morning, ma'am!

Good to see you, my dear!

Scoundrels!

You wanted war?

You'll have it!

You scoundrels!

Calm down, or you'll get an attack!

Yes, you, scoundrel!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my Lord!

Oh, my Lord, help me!

Oh, my Lord!

Scoundrel!

The Lord must help you!

Oh, my God!

You scoundrel!

Now, let's have a nice coffee.

Another piece of cake, eh?

No, no, thank you.

Come on, it's good!

I won't do it anymore.

Eat, eat, come on!

Don't insist, Nini!

You'll make him explode!

Poor boy!

You have to go to the next level!

God knows how much he must have suffered in that horrible Tocurio!

But it's nice to take care of someone.

Especially a man.

It's what our poor sister would have wanted.

A duty, a holy duty.

From tomorrow we'll dedicate ourselves to him.

Oh, yes, only to him.

To moral education.

He must look at everything from the right perspective.

We'll open new horizons for him.

And then...

No, I don't want him to go around with these rags.

I'll sew him a new dress.

Yes, a little tattered.

And we'll change his name.

I don't want that in this house

they use anarchist or worse names.

We'll call him Rino.

Rino?

Do you agree?

Yes, yes, Rino.

I agree.

What an idea!

The grandfather shouldn't see him.

He's a nice guy.

Everyone knows him.

He's an anarchist.

That ugly, hairy...

Never in Rome!

Poor boy!

Forchetta!

A name that starts with F.

So...

Fidel Castro.

No, he has a beard.

Figaro.

It can't be.

Fi...

Fiorella!

Well, now to you.

Here, Rino, this is your room. I hope it's to your liking.

It's very nice.

Here's the pyjama.

I'll help you.

One, two...

I'll take off your shoes.

Pyjama!

Come on, Benedetta, you can do it yourself.

Leave it alone.

Let's go.

Good night.

Bye, darling.

Good night.

Come on.

Poor thing.

Good night.

You...

Yes, yes, you're so sly.

Eric is so sly, yes.

Like a little wild animal.

Like you, yes.

Like you, my love.

You're so beautiful.

Eric, Eric...

try to get me down.

Yes, yes, I'm your black panther.

Yes, Eric, like this.

Like this, good boy.

Good boy, Eric.

Yes, yes, you.

You come here, look for me.

Look for me everywhere.

Find what you want.

It won't be sacred anymore.

Osvaldo!

Now, now there's Eric.

He doesn't want to play Formula 2.

Yes, like this.

Wait a minute.

You're the usual pre-present.

I'm already gone.

Yes, yes.

Yes, but who cares?

So much so that he can race once.

Alone, yes.

Like this, like this.

The gear lever, no.

No, you're hurting me.

The gear lever, no.

Osvaldo.

Yes, the accelerator.

Push, push the accelerator.

Osvaldo, like this, yes.

Now, no, attention.

You're going off track, Osvaldo.

The car is going off.

No, no.

The grandpa.

But who does this have?

Damn Judas.

And now who's going to start now?

Oh, my God!

Don't move.

So, let's see.

The sleeves...

62.

Your aunt will sew a dress for you with the bows.

You'll look like a prince.

On the arms, it's not over.

Would you like to be a prince?

Princes are beautiful, tall and blond.

I once saw one on a newspaper.

He was low and rachidic.

He wasn't a prince, for sure.

So, chest 93 and waist 78.

And now the trousers.

Stretch your legs.

The length...

Here it is.

About...

102 centimeters.

Now the horse.

The horse...

74.

Plus 4.

Why plus 4?

Well...

For the thing.

For the annoyance, in short.

It doesn't annoy me at all.

You say so?

You didn't know?

Grandfather calls it differently.

Your grandfather is a real dirty man.

And what's his name?

Bird.

I didn't understand.

What?

Bird.

Nonsense.

Not fly.

One moment, maybe I was wrong.

I want to check the measurements.

This is for the length.

Maybe a little more.

That's enough.

He won't want to, but getting up is getting up.

What did you say?

Nothing, I can go, aunt.

Sure, dear, go.

I'll help you.

Here you are.

Hi, Rino! Did you sleep well?

Yes, thank you, aunt.

Good boy!

You have a nice face.

One day or another I'll make you a bust.

Why not?

Someone's ringing.

I'll go and get it.

Move!

Coming!

You made me come and open the door.

I was just playing around.

Is Nini here?

She's busy. She said she'd be right back.

I... I'm free.

You wouldn't say.

I'm free.

You're free.

I'm free.

I'm not free.

I'm not Rino.

You're supposed to choose your age.

You don't have to.

I know who you are.

How do you know?

Everyone here knows.

You're saved from a psychophysical, educational disadvantage.

What?

Developmental deviantism.

Do you have sexual problems?

I...

What does that mean?

Retention of masturbation.

It's edipical.

You're stupid.

Are you stupid by chance?

No, but I wanted to say...

Anna, do you want to move?

The music can't wait for you.

Today we will try to perform songs by Boccherini and Segovia

in silence and with light hands.

Here, take this.

It's a bottle of that you smoke.

No, you're not in the mood.

Get down, I can see your horns.

Here, take this.

This is for you.

Here, good boy.

And this bread is for me.

Oh, what a hot earth!

Forgive me, sir, but if you created the heat in winter, it wasn't better.

Take this, I'll do it.

How are things going?

Not so bad. They'll take me to the beach tomorrow.

Oh, really?

But it was different with you. I wasn't bored.

Oh, really?

Are they treating you well?

Too well. They're with me all day.

Really?

Yes, they never let me go.

Tell me, tell me. Are they touching you?

Yes.

No, I don't know.

But they're strange.

What do you mean?

Listen to your grandfather.

He understands these things.

They're fake puritans.

And they're also whores, because they're always fighting for the boy.

Do you understand?

The truth is that Fiorella didn't want anyone.

And the other two, until she gets married, they'll fight.

Do you understand?

And they must respect the rules.

Oh, now I understand.

Wait a minute.

Did they tell you they're taking you to the beach?

Yes, it was an idea of Aunt Fiorella.

Oh, good.

Anyway, if you need me, you don't have to call me.

Got it?

Put a red coat, a beautiful red one, on top of the house, and I'll come running.

Okay?

Okay.

Chuccia, Chuccia, Chuccia, Chuccia, Chuccia, Dacca, Dacca, Dacca.

Listen, listen to this.

Listen to me, you fool!

Listen, Panuccia, this is good.

Cardinals'

Forgive me, sir, but when you want, you want.

What are you teaching this boy?

Damn it!

I'm teaching him how to kill priests.

In short, you, Libero, you have to let him lose, do you understand?

Now, thank heaven in good hands.

And in good hands he must stay.

Do you understand?

I know what those hands would like to grab.

I don't allow the honor of three holy women to

be tarnished by a dirty man without God like you.

Did I explain myself?

You explained yourself very well.

And now I'll explain myself.

A dirty man without God.

A man like me.

Don't worry, he's never ashamed of being in this world.

And when he wants to eat, he eats.

Without ever justifying his hunger.

And when he wants to spit or pee, he does it without much history.

But what are you saying?

The sisters of Chiappalà only have legitimate desires.

Poor virgins and martyrs.

Make them holy.

But...

Wait, wait.

And you'll see.

Stop, stop, stop.

It's dinner time!

The sea is so beautiful.

Come, Benedetta, look.

Look at all this water.

Let's go up.

One of these days I want to make a sculpture of the sea.

What an idea!

Instead of chalk, I'll make a sculpture of the sea.

And then you'll throw spaghetti at us.

And this would be the Lido.

But where are the shops, the cabins, the umbrellas, the boats, the girls?

There's nothing here. This is just a world.

How silly.

But why, don't you like this beach?

I hate the swimming pools and their confusion.

And here there's calm.

And serenity.

And most of all, there are no curious people who spend the day spying on you.

Come on, come on, come on.

Go play, go, go.

Yes, play all alone.

But how hot it is!

Well, I'm going to look for shells.

I'm coming too, I want to hear if the water is cold.

But it's really cold!

Rino! Rino!

Come, dear, come, come please.

Please, hold the hatchet in front of me.

I want to change the opening, hold it straight.

Here, please, don't look.

Don't look.

So good, you must be a knight, don't take advantage of the situation.

You're a knight, you're a knight.

Oh God!

Rino!

What a shame, I'm naked, defenseless!

What a shame, what a scandal!

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Tell me, Mr. Veterinarian, do you have experience in...

Yes, thank you.

But is it not because the man comes out of the woman

that he has the desire to go back inside?

What's the matter with the cement? I want an orange.

Actually, better a chinotto.

Good morning, Reverend.

Good Sunday.

Greetings, Reverend.

Dear Lady Chiappalà.

What a beautiful day today!

Beautiful, isn't it?

Beautiful!

You have made a great sermon, Don Fiorello!

Really inspired!

A dream!

Now let's not exaggerate!

Well, a little bit of fiacchi in the house, Don Fiorello!

No, no!

He again!

He will be at dinner!

In the house, little show in the morning, huh?

Who knows to try that afternoon, which is not better?

By your rule, in this country there is only one miscreant!

And you know who he is talking about!

Who? Me?

Look at the mural advertising of your red companions!

There is no dog that looks at it!

And now look at the sacred signs of the parish!

They do it to read!

But what can Lucina do?

Compliments!

Yes, you would do well to read them too!

Dirty soul!

Oh God!

I'm coming!

Oh God!

Benedetta!

What is it?

It's called Collasso!

But here I have a glass of water!

And you want a glass of wine?

But in short!

What are you doing?

Poor, poor!

Oh my God!

No!

What a shame!

Sacrifice!

Don't look!

Go away!

Go home!

Go away!

Go!

Go home!

I have not seen anything!

What a saint!

I have not seen anything!

Now I tell you that I have not seen anything!

The bell tower!

What do you think, Don Fiorello?

I don't know about roosters and hens.

I only have one flock of sheep, all white, except one.

Don't worry, Don Fiorello. He did it.

He did it badly. You should help him.

Me? How?

By talking to him.

Convincing him to behave like a good Christian.

It's a word.

I baptized you, I thanked you to the Lord.

If you convinced him to change your position,

it would be easier.

You too, don Fiorello.

And if you told him I never touched you?

He always says women are good for a certain thing.

But he never behaved like other men.

That's how things are.

And now, how do you see it, Don Fiorello?

Let's not waste time. I see it wrong.

Why don't you try to break the boxes for those good sisters?

Who, Pallà?

Exactly.

The cornavigliate, Piappalà.

Honored servants of God.

Puritan.

And also a whore.

You're talking to a priest, you know.

You're talking to a priest with a long eye.

He looks because he wants to touch.

I don't look and I don't touch.

And who knocks on the door of the church?

The figures of naked women?

To enrich the Vatican society?

I don't knock on anything.

And if I find that one, look at the scum.

I don't believe it.

And you, instead, who goes around at night singing

obscene verses under the windows of the good people.

That's freedom of speech, you know.

And also of singing, says the Constitution.

I don't care about the Constitution.

Oh, nice democratic.

Christian, and then he gets it with the communists.

Now I'm going, Don Fiorello.

Look, you broke me, you know.

If you don't have them.

Now I'll put you in the brothel, you know.

Look how scared I am.

Watch out, you know.

Come on, Don Fiorello.

Come on, you'll get it.

And fly.

What are you laughing at?

Look, what a nice sign, Don Fiorello.

How nice, how nice.

The historical compromise.

Sit down, Erino.

What are we going to do?

I don't understand anything.

You'll see, don't be afraid.

Put your hands on it.

Let's form the chain.

Get ready.

Gathering.

We do the spiritual sessions every Friday night at this hour.

I don't understand.

Silence.

I don't even know where to start.

You don't have to do anything. Think about everything.

Hush!

Concentration.

It's Medium.

She's calling the spirit of Gerolamo Patacchi.

Who is Gerolamo Patacchi?

He's our spirit guide.

He's a Pia soul.

He comes every Friday, very punctual.

Close your eyes.

Spirit of Patacchi.

Spirit of Patacchi.

If you're there,

hit me with a blow.

I can't hear anything yet.

Spirit of Pataki...

Spirit of Pataki...

Spirit of Pataki, if you're there, give me a sign of your presence.

Make yourself alive.

A small sign, a touch.

There is! I can hear it!

Are you sure? I can't hear anything.

I can't hear anything either. Maybe it's an impediment.

What impediment? Pataki is going straight to the target.

And he wants to touch it with his hand.

Why doesn't he hit it? I didn't even hear a single blow.

It hasn't hit me yet.

Oh no!

Now there is!

There is more!

The other times it was pointing to the way of heaven.

It's true.

It communicates only with you.

And it doesn't even care about me.

It's not fair.

I am the eldest and I have the right to precedence.

Even spirits have their own preferences.

Unconscious.

Now, don't overdo it, Pataki.

Don't be violent.

But how? It's fine.

It's so discreet, actually.

It's not.

It's enough.

It's the last time I sit down.

I can't stand it when you forget about me.

What's going on?

Pataki, where are you?

Pataki, Pataki!

Pataki, Pataki, what a Pataki!

One, two, three, four.

Good, you're a real champion.

Did you see how I did it?

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

Good, good.

You never wanted to teach me how to dance.

The pirouette.

Ladies.

Good, good.

Good, yes.

Now cross your legs.

Here, let's try.

Let's see, here we go.

Now cross your legs.

First, you have to have a strong leg.

Look, I'm doing it again.

You have to be strong.

You can do it.

Now you have to be strong.

You have to be strong.

One, two, three, four.

And now you have to be strong.

And you have to be strong.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

It's so hot!

What a smell!

The only gift of that half-sock of Anna is all that

land and the merchandise that her father will leave her.

For the rest, she has nothing feminine.

But it's a party.

We should think about fixing Rino sooner or later.

He's getting big. Don't you think?

What a wonder! What peace! What silence!

A silence that invites dance!

Before thinking about marriage, Rino should find a job.

He's a young man, that one.

Who knows, he could study as a lawyer, become a great lawyer.

For me, even the pianist has certain hands.

When he moves them, a music is born.

Listen, you know what I'm telling you, Benedetta?

Even a military career wouldn't be bad.

But the firemen are military, they have a splendid uniform.

But you stay quiet, think of the flowers, dear.

How long are you going to finish?

You're helpless.

And get lost.

Come on.

I can't stay here forever for your comforts.

Sorry, but the water here is not too hot.

And neither are you, from what I see.

Bad shame.

Unfulfilled.

Unfulfilled masturbation.

Rino!

Rino!

Rino!

You're a baby!

But in the end, he's just a child.

No ejaculation, right?

Obviously, he's too nervous.

It's a typical development dysfunction.

Damn it, you couldn't talk like the others sometimes.

And then, development doesn't matter.

I say yes.

You masturbate often.

What?

I asked you if you masturbate.

All the boys?

They do it once they reach puberty.

Do you have a towel?

Why?

To clean my nose.

I'm not a fetishist.

What is a fetishist?

A person who looks at objects or things.

Someone like you, a pervert.

I'm not a pervert and I don't masturbate.

I mean, I'm not a pervert and I don't masturbate.

Clear?

Don't worry, you'll learn over time.

I have two friends.

My god.

I'm so surprised, Don Fiorello.

We didn't expect to find him at Ruscello.

We have caught him so-called

I already told you that girl was there!

Won't you tell me?

What does Don Fiorello mean?

I haven't said anything, tell her.

It was that girl.

And they were very close.

Not even by chance.

She was seven or eight steps away from him.

What the hell?

Do you like my new white dress?

Oh, my God!

Don Fiorello!

Don't look at me!

It's a word. I've already looked.

What are you doing there?

Go and put it in your room!

I'm sorry.

You're a bitch!

I'm sorry!

So, we were sleeping together.

I mean, I mean, what happened?

And you're crying over this word?

Don't look at me.

You too?

But you're dressed.

No, don't look at me while I tell you.

Is that okay?

Are you sure you don't look at me while I tell you?

No, I don't look at you.

I don't look at you.

You're a bitch.

Don Fiorello!

What a nice dress!

Paraponzi, ponzi, ponzi.

How elegant, Don Fiorello!

Paraponzi, ponzi, ponzi.

I'm not a woman!

Mimì!

My dear, my darling, Don Fiorello!

I'm sorry.

Oh, my God!

I'm cold in your hands

love, answer me

where is it that hurts you?

So here in your eyes

love

And with this song, our transmissions end.

Do you often masturbate?

A person who excites the sight of objects or things.

Someone like you, a distort.

Rino, Rino, are you still sleeping, you little pig?

Rino, wake up!

Come on, you're doing well.

Good morning.

Rino!

It's nine o'clock.

Wake up!

Good morning, aunt.

My dear.

What have you done?

A bad dream?

No, a beautiful dream.

Dreams come true, you know.

It's a good breakfast.

It's what we want.

Eat.

Drink.

Bye, aunt.

Bye.

Can you get me some water, please?

Sure.

Thank you.

You only do tests?

Yes, only tests.

Why don't you make a whole statue?

You're not capable.

Of course I'm capable.

I'm missing the model.

I would be fine.

Yes, I think so.

But you see, normally the statue is without clothes.

If you want, I can make you a model.

Naked?

Of course, naked.

No, you know, the flower would disapprove.

You don't have to know.

And you're an artist.

If you really want.

I'll make the creta and you'll take off your clothes, okay?

Okay.

Are you ready?

Very ready, Ciela. Nude.

Now let's see the position.

How could you put yourself?

Here, where you are, shoulder to shoulder.

But you're cute.

Like a viking.

Here, let's see.

So it seems right to me.

Yes, right.

Perfect!

You know you're good.

I think I'm doing well.

No, now I'm correcting.

This is better.

You are not sick. Try to stay still.

One word.

This is the most difficult moment of the work.

The finishing.

The artist must feel it under his fingers.

To give him a soul.

Turn around.

I said turn around.

Oh my God, he's naked!

Put it on.

Why?

Please, put it on.

But I...

I told you to put it on!

Damn it!

Come on, come on, Rino.

Here, please.

So many dresses!

What's this, aunt?

It's a wedding dress.

Is it yours?

Yes.

I'd like to ask you a favor.

What?

Put it on.

Come on, it's not a carnival dress.

It's nothing.

You're doing it for me, to make me happy.

No, please.

Come on, aunt, put it on.

Please.

No, come on, don't overdo it.

Why don't you want to put it on?

Do you really want to?

Yes, aunt.

All right.

Go, go, I'll call you.

Rino, you can come in.

How are you, aunt?

Don't take me for a fool.

I'm serious. You look like a real wife.

Are you serious?

Of course.

Do you really like me?

A lot, aunt.

This is how a husband should talk.

This is the day of your marriage.

What are you doing, Rino?

You're still mad at me?

Yes, but let me go.

Go away.

Aunt.

Hi.

What do you want?

I brought you this.

It can be useful for your masturbations.

Try another one, it won't work with me.

But not bad.

But how? Are you tired of manual practice?

And what are you going to do now?

Go to pederasty?

Listen, Anna.

Go fuck yourself.

You're vulgar.

No, I'm a man, damn it.

You're all taking advantage of me,

as if I were a little boy.

What have you done to yourself?

I won't do it anymore, got it?

Get out of here, aunties.

Damn it.

Those girls are all talk and with their heads.

I want a real woman.

No, slow down.

Don't mess with me, you know.

No, stay still.

Did you hear what I said? Stay still.

Not even a single person.

The other day you were the one who told me what I had to do.

Now I'm telling you.

I'm serious.

Get out of here and get out of here.

Listen, Libero.

I didn't think it would end like this.

I'm a virgin.

I swear.

Listen, if you're happy, I'll make you look.

And you'll do it alone.

What a bad idea.

I'm a man.

And now I'll show you...

Libero, you fell into the water.

No, in the shit.

Two aspirins and a nice sweat is what we need.

There's no such thing as the old woman's ointment.

I say that if we put it on her tonight...

Lini, I said two aspirins.

But it's a special ointment.

It's prepared by the Mary.

And, okay, Fiorella, two aspirins.

I still don't understand how she made it fall into the stream.

Poor thing, look how she sweats.

And listen how she wanted a little bit of it.

But, in short, girls, leave him alone.

Here, look, good boy.

Like this, good boy.

And now sleep peacefully.

Good night.

And you, cover yourself, please.

Good night.

Ciao, Caro, ciao.

Sleep, Rino, sleep.

The aunt will make you heal.

You'll feel better.

Oh, how disgusting!

Who has a bull with oil?

It's a fungus, a miraculous fungus.

You're a stupid wimp!

You made him get cold and now a pneumonia!

Nobody will take it off!

Even the lawyer Ferretti died of pneumonia.

He looked so much like a pig, and then in 448...

No, the bull doesn't have pneumonia.

Otherwise it would cough.

But the cough doesn't matter, it's bronchitis.

It could be a congestion.

Have you ever heard of congestion?

Yes, but congestion...

Or maybe the measles.

Yes, and?

Look, I don't have any fever anymore.

Look at you, 36 and 7.

You saw? It was lungo!

No, it was aspirin!

Oh my God, how old is this!

You don't charm me, I tell you it was lungo.

The only fever I have is lungo.

I'll tell you about your disgusting stuff.

And now, you're all dirty.

I'll wash it.

No, you don't mix it and don't pinch it.

I'll wash it and I'll wash it.

Yes, you've washed it, but you don't wash it.

I'll take care of it.

And why, sister?

Because I'm the oldest, the youngest.

We're not talking about age.

Don't make me laugh, I know why you want to wash it.

What do you know?

Oh, my mouth, my mouth, let me be quiet.

And if not, what would you like to say?

Come on, take it out.

I really want to have fun.

Oh, stop it, you want to stop it.

I wash it, you wash it.

What are you, washing machines?

Ah, there she is!

I knew it! I knew she'd come out sooner or later!

I knew it!

What did you know?

My what?

You could also say...

maybe under the guise of confession.

Don Fiorello, I'm not guilty, I have nothing to confess.

What?

What?

What? A flag?

Don Fiorello, enough!

What's that thing on the roof of the house?

That thing, dear Don Fiorello,

is a demonstration of the people who won!

And now I have to drink this!

But it's mine!

It's yours?

It's my wine!

Good! You made it?

No, it's charity!

Don't be ashamed!

But what did you understand?

It's the generosity of the people who...

Oh, I understood!

You always talk about the people who have money!

What are you saying?

It's the generosity of the sisters who have money, poor thing!

Let's go, Don Fiorello,

don't waste time with those old women!

You're young, you're still a nice man!

The world is ours young!

You would be a young man!

What? No, no!

Yes!

I'm always young!

At 22 I was a father, at 40 a grandfather!

Always young, you see?

That's why I care about young people!

My grandson is in my heart!

I would like him to live in nature!

Beautiful, healthy!

And you always tell him that he sins!

The sins of the flesh, dear!

What?

Of the flesh!

Don Fiorello, look around a little!

Everything in nature speaks of love, not of sins!

Even flowers make love!

Yes, dear!

The flowers you put in the church, they also make love!

But those are things predisposed by God!

For the continuity of the species!

Well, let's agree once and for all, dear Don Fiorello!

I am an atheist!

Thank God!

Then atheists do not drink my wine!

Look, look!

What is yours is mine, priest companion!

Don Fiorello!

It's the wine cap that is ruined!

Manuela!

Yes?

Get out!

What did you say?

Get out!

Shoes!

Mutants!

Clothes!

Get out!

Oh, grandfather, you're really angry!

What did you understand?

You understood?

Manuela up!

Manuela down!

Manuela works!

And now also, Manuela, undress!

Uffa!

You're still here!

I told you to undress!

Wash!

Smell!

From below, from above!

Like the ladies!

But do you know what happened?

Nothing happened!

I became a priest and Pasquali!

Come on!

Oh, but Easter is over!

Move!

What time is it?

I'll shoot you!

For me, there's a free man here!

Watch out, you cowards!

To the chase!

Don Fiorello, out of the shop!

The battery of the passerby, makes the pulse, the pulse.

Who is normal, makes love, makes the pulse, the pulse.

But who is with the bloodstains, makes love with the hands.

Give it to me, blonde, give it to me, blonde!

Where are you going, you pervert, you damned old man?

Forgive me, sir!

Get up, you, come on!

What are you laughing at?

Get up!

Come on, don't you see it's a show?

Come on, get inside!

Go, Panocia, go!

Go, go, you stupid pigs!

Hello.

I'm here, my dear grandfather.

Come here, Libero.

You don't have the panties?

No, I came running.

You ran away.

Lara...

Here they are, the cornazzi.

Miss, who's there?

Don't come near, I'll shoot.

Lower that rifle, you old fool!

This is my house, get out of the way.

Give us back our nephew, now!

What nephew?

Don't be a fool.

Where's Rino?

Give us back Rino!

Cornazzi, my son!

I don't know any Rino, I know Libero.

All right, Libero.

Where's Libero?

Yes, where is he?

Where's Libero?

That's how I like it.

Oh, that's a nice name, Libero.

I'm not going to be a beast!

You're not a beast!

Judas was a dirty traitor like you!

And if you don't get rid of that guy, you'll end up in jail!

Wait a minute!

Who told you the boy is here?

He's definitely here!

Are you ready to go?

Yes, I'm ready!

I'm ready!

The boy is here!

Are you ready to swear he's not here?

I'm ready to swear the free man hasn't come yet.

One, two, three, four...

If you don't get rid of the boy here in four seconds...

No!

It's all your fault!

What are they saying?

Here comes the ugly one, here comes the handsome one

I'm coming!

Here comes the ugly one, here comes the handsome one

I'm coming!

Here comes the fat one, here comes the fat one

And free is also come, give me the me blonde, give me the me blonde.

Get up, free is come.

Oh, come here Merlo.

The will of the Lord is done, and the will of the Lord is done.

Thanks to his infinite mercy, everything has changed between my lost sheep.

The sweet aunts have become more sociable and have come down to the streets.

With the help of God, I hope they don't come to the crossroads.

The old anarchist has become more conciliatory.

Figurasi, on Sunday, helps me ring the bells.

And he has stopped hating the Merlis, excuse me, the pretties.

And these are sheltered every day under the

roof, excuse me, under the roof of the seminary.

Manuela has opened a little shop as a waitress

and she no longer needs to go to the market.

She no longer has to put ads on the newspaper.

On her account, she no longer whines.

In fact, she has become a friend and advisor to all the women in the country.

Rino, now free again, blessed youth, has become modern.

He has made the boots, he has made the motorbike, he has made Anna.

Yes, in short, Anna has passed from theory to facts.

Now she is no longer a virgin.

Following the union with gold, she will pass the twins in eight exact months.

And then there is me.

I stopped buying the people and, to meet the people,

every now and then I give a little slap to the unity.

And so the country history of this mess, of this little chaos,

of this little chaos, let's say, ends in Italian with a compromise

that I could almost call a historical compromise.

In the end, it is what everyone does.