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-[Paolo] Run! Run! -[Giuseppina] Vincenzo!

PREVIOUSLY ON THE LIONS OF SICILY

I've made my decision. We're going to Palermo.

Our brother-in-law has a cousin there. We'll take over his spice shop.

Giuseppina is pregnant.

You're having a little brother, Vicè.

Did you kill my son? Why would you do that?

-I didn't do anything! -I wanted that child!

How do you see what he does and do nothing?

You're always here for me.

-[Vincenzo] Do you still think about her? -[Ignazio] All the time.

[coughs]

No one in Palermo must know that I'm ill. It's bad for business.

[♪ somber music plays]

[indistinct chatter]

PALERMO, SICILY 1815

Uncle, I've been thinking about something.

-Sulfur. -Yeah?

In Sicily, there's sulfur everywhere.

And the war has increased the demand for it.

[Ignazio] Ah, but the war is over.

Napoleon's been defeated, and the cannons have fallen silent.

But that can't last.

I just thought that in the factories, they could use it--

Ah, forget the factories. Come with me.

It's Canzoneri. What in the world does he want?

It used to be he despised our poverty. Now, he despises our wealth.

Just ignore him. He is the definition of a nobody.

Don't give the satisfaction to guys like that.

People like that thrive on being angry...

and being envious.

[Vincenzo chuckles]

Ignazio and Vincenzo Florio.

IGNAZIO AND VINCENZO FLORIO SPICE SHOP

It's you and me now. And the mattress maker on that side,

I've talked to him and we'll take over his store soon.

You must keep looking ahead.

I am looking ahead.

THE LIONS OF SICILY

Peppe! This needs to be ground more finely.

Pass me the pestle.

I'm sorry, Vincenzo, sir. We must have missed it.

It's fine, Peppe, don't worry. And don't call me sir, I told you that.

Uncle, we used to play together as kids.

He'd hit me so hard, I still remember it.

But you're the boss now.

I'm not gonna be smacking you upside the head.

Actually, my uncle's the boss.

That's much better.

-[knocking at door] -Yes?

Sir, Mr. Vincenzo Florio is here to see you.

Thank you.

[Ben] Vincenzo, good morning.

Mr. Ingham.

I came to pick up your order.

Of course, come in. My butler has prepared the paperwork.

-[Vincenzo] Perfect. -[Ben] So, how is business going?

We can't complain. Actually, what do you think about sulfur?

[Ben] Ah, does your Uncle Ignazio want to invest in it?

-[Vincenzo] No, it was just an idea. -Whose idea? Yours?

Yes. I heard it's been in higher demand in the factories since the war is over.

And in Sicily you can find it everywhere you go.

You're reminding me a little bit of your father.

I often feel I don't remember my father.

-Cigar? -Sure. I've never tried one.

In some weeks' time...

I'll be going back to England for a few months.

Would you like to come?

Me? To England?

I'll show you the world outside of Palermo.

I'd love to, but how can I? It's impossible for me to leave the store.

Things won't keep going well forever.

The French have already left.

-And now the English will too. -[coughs]

The harbors will be empty, and a financial crisis will follow.

If you want to survive that crisis,

we're going to need new men and new ideas, above all.

That is why you have to come to England.

I'm... I'm sorry. I... I can't come with you.

What is it that's holding you here?

[♪ soft music playing]

[doorbell ringing]

-Good morning. -Baroness.

Yes, good morning. What can I get for you today?

I'd like some sealing wax.

-How much do you need? -A box will do.

I'll be right back with it.

And a perfume as well, if you would.

-What's your perfume? -Could you choose it for me, please?

[♪ soft music continues]

White rose and jasmine.

It's perfect.

Thank you.

Oh, I forgot your sealing wax.

It's all right. I'll just come back tomorrow.

[bell ringing]

[Peppe] Be careful.

-[door closing] -Of what?

You wouldn't want people thinking they can just smile instead of paying.

Well, that was Baroness Pillitteri, so watch your mouth.

-Her title is all she has left. -What are you saying?

Everyone knows that her father lost their fortune gambling.

No one is giving credit to the Pillitteris.

Only you're stupid enough.

Why don't you just get back to work.

[Giuseppina humming]

What are you staring at?

How can you see me without even turning your head?

[chuckles]

The scent of spices precedes you.

The dressmaker wanted to thank me for the quinine that cured her daughter

and gave me this satin.

-Look how beautiful. -Oh, yes? What should I do with it?

-[Ignazio] Make a dress. For yourself. -A satin dress? Imagine.

And where would I wear it? To the market with the maids?

Or dancing at home alone?

How long will you mourn him?

I'm not mourning him. I'm mourning myself. I feel dead inside.

-[Ignazio] What are you talking about? -I know I'm dead to you.

What are you asking of me?

You say it.

You know we can't.

Why is that?

We have a good life, Giuseppina. We have everything we want.

Let's not spoil it.

No. We don't have everything.

Vincenzo. What are you doing?

[Vincenzo] I was looking for Papa's jacket.

-Right now? What for? -I wanted to try it on.

[Giuseppina] Ah.

Come here.

There.

How do I look?

-Hmm. Just like a man. -[chuckles]

[bells tolling]

[priest chanting prayer in Latin]

Vincenzo, you can't sit still, can you?

Can I sit still? No. I can't breathe, there's no air in here.

[priest continues chanting]

[all] Amen!

I thought I smelled the perfume I picked out for you.

-I put on just a few drops. -Yeah? As if it were made for you.

-Thanks to you, it is. [chuckles] -[chuckles]

-I've been thinking-- -Let's go now.

[Ignazio] She isn't right for you, Vincenzo.

-[Vincenzo] And who says? -Her father left her nothing but debts,

her brother's off spending whatever's left in the brothels,

and her mother hopes to find a rich man who's stupid enough to marry her.

Can you tell me how she has anything to do with what her father and brother do?

He's right.

And they have a title, and we have a fortune.

We could both benefit from such a marriage.

What are you talking about, Giuseppina?

-Vicè, do you like her? -Yes, Mama.

I wasn't able to decide what I wanted, but Vincenzo is a man.

He can do whatever he wants.

A man must take exactly what he desires.

Otherwise... he's not a man.

[indistinct chatter]

Isabella.

You shouldn't be here. What's wrong with you?

I'll leave if you want me to, but... but I had to see you first.

Today, I waited for you at the store.

I hoped you would come by. I've missed having you.

[chuckles] I missed going there too. I promise, I'll stop by the store soon.

-Really? -I've thought about you too.

[chuckles]

-What do you want from my daughter? -Nothing. I was just talking to her.

Well, go away, before I have my son come over here

to give you the kind of beating a dockworker like you must be used to.

-Mama, come-- -How would he do that?

Your son is too busy getting drunk in some brothel,

spending what little money you have left.

You dirty vagrant! How dare you talk to me like that?

Go back to that hole you and your porter family crawled out of!

-You have no shame? -About what?

That we work for a living?

At least that hard work allows me to dress as one should.

Unlike some people are doing, wearing clothes with holes in them.

It's like they don't have the money to mend them. Isn't that right, madam?

[grunts]

You will address me as Baroness!

If you must.

Let's go, Isabella.

Isabella, why don't you tell her how you feel?

My intentions are as I say.

I want to marry you.

I promise you a life worthy of your name if you choose me.

Do you think I would consider you for my daughter?

Just know this,

I'd rather see her on her back in a brothel.

You could have all the money in the world,

but it'll always reek of your sweat.

Filthy bastard!

[Ben] Vincenzo. Come in.

Was that the Duchess Spadafora I saw?

Mm. You're not the only one with a taste for nobility.

The difference is that you're young, and you still believe in love.

-[Vincenzo] So, you heard about that? -[Ben] Word travels fast in Palermo.

Please, it's the least I can do.

Love is a commodity like any other.

A financial transaction, supply and demand.

And you made a demand that even you couldn't afford to pay.

Never again. I'll never let that happen to me again.

Don't worry. This city is very quick to forget.

This city's not enough anymore.

I'll go with you to England.

All right, to England then.

[bell tolling]

Will you try and smile? Come on, stop worrying about him.

The carriage is here. Ma, let the maid do that.

Well, I want to do it. It'll be done in a minute.

I even put his name up on the store sign, and...

and now he's abandoning me.

It's only three months.

I taught you and now I've lost you. Hmm?

You've barely learned the trade, Vicè.

Uncle, there are things not even you can teach me.

I want to see the world, and master new things.

You're the one who taught me to always look ahead.

And what will I do?

How can I manage without you with all there is to do?

But it won't be just you. You're in good hands here.

[chuckles]

We're going to be fine. Hmm?

Come here, my love. Give me a hug.

Be careful.

-Come on, Ma. England's a long way away. -[chuckles softly]

Ah, I know what this is about.

Mm-hmm.

You're afraid to be alone with me.

Are the clothes I gave you warm enough?

I thought it was warm everywhere in the springtime. [chuckles]

It's the chill from the ocean air. You're not in Sicily now.

And this cotton is better than what we have in Sicily.

It's much more malleable.

It's made on the power looms we're going to see.

Did you say power looms?

[indistinct chatter]

-Welcome back, sir. -This is my friend Vincenzo.

Show him around the factory. He's here to learn.

[machinery rumbles]

[steam hisses]

This is a steam machine.

Come. I'll show you how it works.

The steam sets the wheel in motion.

-[Vincenzo] Yeah. -By spinning, it powers the looms.

You know, every revolution has a price.

Let's go.

So, the loom, do you think we could get it to Sicily?

The problem is not the machine, the problem with Sicily is up here.

It lacks entrepreneurs.

In Palermo, people are content to settle for a bodega,

or a putìa, as you call it.

End of the story. Nobody dreams any bigger.

Is that what you think about my uncle?

Well, I just think the different one was your father.

Okay, that's enough talk about our work. There's more to a man's life than that.

[chuckles]

[coachman shouts]

[Vincenzo] Where are we going?

-Just trust me. -[chuckles]

I remember the day my father took me to your house

to meet my future husband. I was euphoric.

Because I thought it was you.

You're so beautiful.

Do you remember... the time you first saw me in the square?

I saw you staring at me. Of course, I noticed.

Then I found out your brother would be my husband...

but I never stopped looking at you in that way.

Neither did you.

Don't say those things.

But who can hear us? It's you and me.

[chuckles softly]

He's been dead for so long, and he still commands you.

[♪ soft acoustic music plays, I Monster "Daydream in Blue"]

♪ Daydream I fell asleep amid the flowers ♪

♪ For a couple of hours on a beautiful day ♪

♪ I dream a dirty dream of you, baby You're crawling on the bathroom floor ♪

♪ You float around the room and you're naked ♪

♪ Then you're flying out the bedroom door ♪

♪ I dream a dirty dream ♪

♪ I dream a dirty dream... ♪

[giggles] Stéphanie.

♪ I fell asleep amid the flowers... ♪

Shall we? Take your time.

♪ On a beautiful day ♪

♪ Daydream I fell asleep amid the flowers ♪

♪ For a couple of hours on a beautiful day ♪

♪ Daydream I dream of you amid the flowers ♪

♪ For a couple of hours Such a beautiful day ♪

-♪ Daydream ♪ -♪ Daydream ♪

-♪ I fell asleep amid the flowers ♪ -♪ I fell asleep amid the flowers ♪

-♪ For a couple of hours ♪ -♪ For a couple of hours ♪

-♪ On a beautiful day ♪ -♪ Such a beautiful day ♪

-♪ Daydream ♪ -♪ Daydream ♪

-♪ I dream of you amid the flowers ♪ -♪ I dream of you amid the flowers ♪

-♪ For a couple of hours ♪ -♪ For a couple of hours ♪

♪ Such a beautiful day ♪

It was your first time, right?

Don't tell me you fell in love with this one too.

[chuckles]

No. How about you? Have you ever been in love?

I was engaged to be married a few years back.

Then the ship I had invested everything in sank.

And suddenly, I had nothing. So my fiancée decided to break it off.

I swore to myself I wouldn't go back to my hometown

-until I was able to buy the entire thing. -[laughs]

Well, I'd say you're not very off, Mr. Ingham.

[chuckles softly]

You don't have to be so formal with me.

Just call me Ben.

[♪ triumphant music plays]

THREE MONTHS LATER

[♪ music fades]

-Vicè. [laughs] -[Vincenzo] Mama!

-I missed you. -I missed you too.

-You have a mustache. [laughs] -[Vincenzo] I like it.

-Are you seeing this mustache? -Ah, young man, and so handsome.

[Vincenzo] My dear uncle.

-I missed you both. -[Giuseppina] I was counting the days.

Mr. Ingham.

-Welcome back. How are you? -A lot of aches and pains.

If only I was still the age of your nephew.

-Traveling for days and just look at him. -Did he behave himself?

Donna Giuseppina.

This young man is going to make you very proud.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have the cargo to get to.

-Let's head home, what do you say? -Yes.

Come. I've made something really good for you.

-What is it? -It's a surprise. [laughs]

You look so handsome with your mustache. [chuckles]

Why is the harbor so empty?

Ah, Vicè.

Things in these last three months have changed.

You remember the Rose Hotel, where all the English always stayed?

-Yeah. -It closed for good.

Ben told me everyone would leave eventually.

Yeah.

The city feels like it's dying.

But I see you're not in mourning anymore.

They have a custom in England.

"Tear bottles," I guess they're called.

-They bottle their tears up. -They bottle up their tears?

When a husband passes away, his widow collects her tears in a bottle,

and when they evaporate, it means her mourning is over.

-[Giuseppina] Ah. -Beautiful, isn't it?

Yes, well, let's head home.

Why don't you go?

-I want to stop by the shop first. -But you just got back. Come on.

Yeah, I'll just be a moment. I'll be right there.

-But we've barely even seen you. -[Vincenzo] Be right there.

What do you make of Vincenzo's story about the tear bottle?

What do you think he meant with that?

I think he didn't mean anything.

'Gnazì, didn't you notice? He's a man with a mustache.

What does he care about us? Hmm?

[dog barks in distance]

[doorbell rings]

[Ignazio] Well, look at you!

Aren't you tired from all your travels? Come home and eat something.

-Yeah, in a bit I'll go. -What are you writing?

I was just thinking about quinine.

What were you thinking about it?

About how much it costs to buy it, and process it,

and how much we get paid in profit.

Pharmacists earn way more than we do with much less work.

That's true. You could have just asked me. I know all these numbers by heart.

Quinine is the most important commodity that we sell.

-We even have it on the sign. -Yeah.

But the profits aren't enough, Uncle.

Ten employees work to produce it.

In England, a millstone that's mechanical pulverizes it into powder.

The machine does in half an hour what ten men can do in an hour.

A mechanical millstone?

[Vincenzo] It's a little expensive, but...

with the profits and everything, it would pay for itself in almost no time.

Wait. Did you already buy it?

[sighs] No. No, I'd never do that without talking to you first.

Vincenzo, we have to build up reserves, not invest.

-We asked for a loan from the bank. -A bank loan?

-Since when do need money from the bank? -Since the customers stopped paying.

You understand what's happening in Sicily?

King Ferdinand is strangling us with taxes.

There's nothing we can do.

If people don't pay, there is no capital.

Look at this.

This column is all unpaid bills. It's atrocious.

Our register is empty. We can't afford mechanical millstones.

But don't worry. Here, one minute to the next,

things change, you know that.

-We just wait for better times. -No. No!

That's exactly why we shouldn't wait.

It's either dream big or get left behind, Uncle.

Be patient, Vicè. Patient. We're in Sicily, not in England.

And come home. Your mother is waiting for you.

[sighs]

DECEMBER 1816 SICILY IS ANNEXED TO THE KINGDOM OF NAPLES

[crowd yelling]

[♪ restrained rock music plays]

[Ignazio] This is not about politics!

This is outrageous!

These ships must leave! This is not...

[crowd yelling]

They're really not letting the ships sail?

By order of the king. It's meant to protect law and order.

Our ships should have nothing to do with politics.

That's why we're trying to get the commander on our side.

They have to let us sail back out.

What are those two staring at?

Just ignore them. For once, we can all be on the same side.

We have bigger problems here.

If that shipment doesn't get unloaded, we'll lose the whole thing.

I know. So what's our plan?

[crowd yelling]

[Vincenzo] Excuse me.

-Frangipane! -Florio, can I help you?

Yeah. I need to talk to you right away.

[Frangipane] Today's a little complicated for me.

[Vincenzo] Right. For me too.

What do you want, Florio?

Why don't you tell me. What do you want, Frangipane?

-I don't understand. -To let our ships sail this evening.

Every ship is prohibited from leaving. You know this, Florio.

Well, the Florio and Ingham ships must do it.

So tell me. How much?

What? How much of what? These orders are from the top.

These politics, to us, are of no matter.

We're businessmen here.

And there's only one language we both speak.

[Frangipane] What are you doing, Florio?

Have a seat.

-Uncle? -Where were you, Vincenzo?

I have the permits for our ships to sail again.

And those of Mr. Ingham.

Where did you get these, Vincenzo?

[Ignazio] The date is from three days ago.

Exactly.

That way, if they check, we can say we got the permits

before the king's order.

Our ships will depart without affecting any others.

Great work, young man. Very impressive.

How much did you have to pay to get these?

Much less than if we weren't able to leave the port with our ships.

[Ben] I'm in your debt.

I'd like to invite you over for dinner at my place.

A small token for your kindness.

Thanks, Ingham, but it's been a long day and I'm tired.

You go. If you want.

My carriage is just over there.

Uh, no. Ben, it's all right.

I'll stay here and keep an eye on the ships' departure.

Really fine job.

[Giuseppina] You're back already?

What's wrong?

There was an issue with the ships at the harbor,

but Vincenzo handled it.

-Then where is he? -At a friend's house, the Englishman.

It's me and you.

[♪ romantic music plays]

-Aren't you interested anymore? -Are you crazy?

Are you crazy?

[♪ music fades]

Hey. What are you thinking?

Vincenzo.

He's different.

Ever since England, I don't understand him anymore.

You of all people should understand him.

He's become like his father.

Now go get dressed, before he gets here.

[♪ jovial guitar music plays]

[♪ music concludes]

What is all this?

This is beautiful. I call it, "The Beast."

I wanted it to be a surprise, but since you're here,

let me show you how it works.

This wheel here gets this belt to turn.

-Which then goes to-- -[Ignazio] Vicè!

You promised you wouldn't do anything without telling me about it.

Yeah. And I want you to see how it works.

The belt activates the grinder that powders the quinine.

[chuckles] It's incredibly fine. It does the work of ten men.

By selling more, we can cut out the pharmacists.

That'll make back our investment tenfold.

We could cover the whole island selling wholesale.

And where did you come up with this idea?

-The Englishman? -[Vincenzo] It was my idea. Mine.

But you go ahead,

keep thinking of me like some child who everyone can treat like an idiot.

You really think the pharmacists will just sit back

while we steal their work from them?

-I could care less about the pharmacists. -You should care!

They'll be up in arms at us both.

And they'll complain to the King's Lieutenant,

and we'll never get the license we need to sell.

So how will we pay for this machine then?

By working for it.

-Peppe, let's get everyone back to work. -[Peppe] Back to work!

[footsteps approaching]

Vicè! We weren't expecting you for dinner tonight.

[chuckles] Are you hungry?

-Yes. -Join us.

I have some documents I need to deal with first.

I arranged an audience with the King's Lieutenant today.

But I didn't ask you to.

That's enough from you two! You haven't stopped arguing.

We argue because your son has decided

to turn every pharmacist in Sicily against us.

Whatever you say.

What should I do about this meeting now? It's tomorrow.

Should I tell the lieutenant that we won't take it

and that the Florios recant?

You let me do the talking with the lieutenant, all right?

Or we don't go, period.

Agreed.

[door opening]

[bell tolling distantly]

-[Ignazio] Your Excellency. -[Vincenzo] Your Excellency.

I reviewed your request,

but I still don't understand what it is I can do for you.

Myself and my nephew would like to propose, uh...

And let me just say, apologies for taking up your precious time...

This is about quinine, isn't it? So let's get on with it.

Yes, we're interested in the possibility of selling it wholesale all over Sicily.

But let me point out something important,

because I don't want you to have the idea that--

Your Excellency, we don't want any favors.

All we ask is to be able to sell our products to the Sicilians who need it.

-Excuse my nephew, he is-- -You can't cut out the pharmacists.

But we can produce greater quantities at a better price.

And pharmacists complain so that they can keep taking their cut of the price.

-Vincenzo. -It's what they've done forever.

Our labor makes them richer.

But I have to meet the needs of all our citizens.

That's all we ask for.

Give us the license and you'll see, every citizen will benefit from it.

They'll be able to get treatment at a fair price.

We won't manipulate the market,

which is common practice among pharmacists.

Listen, we Florios,

we don't have any saints backing us, and we know it.

We were here first this morning,

yet we had to wait all day just to be seen by you.

Vicè, mind your manners.

Everyone who comes here asks you for favors or concessions.

But we don't have any time for any of that.

We only ask for... for permission to do what it is we do best,

to be who we are, men of trade.

And that the fruits of our labor do not go to those

who have done nothing to produce them.

But instead go to those in need,

to the people of Palermo and to all of Sicily.

It's the first time anyone's asked me for permission to work.

Well, there's always a first time.

Even in Sicily, things can change.

Be happy, please.

Without middlemen, we're going to make a lot of money. You know that.

I told you to leave the talking to me.

I know, Uncle. I got carried away, I'm sorry.

But now we have a great opportunity

because Sicily is not the whole world.

-Are you still going on about England? -Yeah!

To start thinking about those concepts the way they do over there.

We need to produce more than we need and ship it great distances.

It's time to start thinking bigger. You and me can create our own industry.

-Ah, a whole industry, you and me. -Yes.

But are you with me?

We have to change it, or if we don't, nobody will.

[bell tolling]

[crowd clapping]

[Ignazio] What's going on? Why are we stopped?

[♪ lively music plays]

It's nothing.

Only a wedding.

[♪ music concludes]

Good morning, Peppe!

The lieutenant stayed true to his word.

I present to you our license to sell wholesale.

It's official.

Ah. Great.

Vicè...

I thought you would be excited.

[♪ intense music plays]

Everyone look at the roaches coming out of their nest.

Saguto! Have you lost your mind? Shame on you!

-You're gonna pay for this! -Vicè! Vicè!

You'd better get out of here before you get hit with that stone.

Who'd you have to bribe to get that license, huh?

Do you think you can come here and steal business from us?

We are not stealing work from anyone. There's enough for us all.

Except for people like you.

You're nothing but worthless charlatans. [spits]

Get away from here! [grunts]

[Ignazio] Vicè!

-And never come back! -[Ignazio] Get in the store!

You'll pay for this, Florio! Damn you to hell!

[♪ music fades]

Don't ever do that again. Do you hear me?

Never. You cannot show them you are hurt by their insults. Never!

Do you think I don't know what they call us?

We are and have always been lowly porters to them.

Not worth a factor. But I'm not like them.

And neither are you. You are Vincenzo Florio.

Throw the money you make in their faces,

not your fists, like a common dockworker.

This anger, Vicè...

keep it under control.

You know all about controlling your feelings, don't you?

What does that mean?

That you can pretend to hide them all you want, but I know the truth...

about what happens in my own home.

Ignazio?

You startled me. [chuckles softly]

Feel how smooth it is.

Vincenzo knows.

-And what? -Don't you care about your son's feelings?

First it was Paolo,

now it's Vincenzo.

When will it be what you want?

I sacrificed my whole life to raise Vincenzo.

Now he's a man.

He's gonna be fine.

We all have our own way.

I promised I'd never touch you.

What we have must end, Giuseppina.

It's only right.

[Giuseppina] You're pathetic.

You can't make a single decision for yourself.

Just following your brother's orders.

He decided, and you followed like a dog.

Hmm?

You moved to Palermo,

started the business just because he said so.

He made every choice and you obeyed him!

Hmm?

Now your master's dead...

and you stand by the door watching...

a dog who obeys.

It's not out of love that you wait...

but because you know nothing else.

[cries]

[♪ somber music plays]

[♪ music concludes]

[coins clattering]

[knocks on door]

-You wanted to see me? -Peppe.

Today is pay for all.

Give it to the workers and tell them today is their last day.

What does that mean?

Tomorrow we won't need them.

It's only those on the machine that need to stay.

And I have to tell them?

That depends. I was considering making you my secretary.

You can consider it your task number one.

Vincenzo, you know they have families.

You can't just turn them out to the street.

You've known them your whole life. They have good hearts.

Every revolution has a price.

Now I've told you.

[thunder rumbling]

[Giuseppina humming]

[♪ somber piano music plays]

[clattering]

Ignazio!

[shouts] Vicè!

[♪ music swells]

Vicè! Help!

-Vincenzo, help me, please. -[Vincenzo] Uncle.

[Giuseppina whimpers, mumbles]

Don't leave me.

[Vincenzo] Uncle, stay with me. Uncle! Uncle! Keep your eyes open. Look at me!

[Giuseppina cries]

[cries]

[♪ music concludes]

[Giuseppina singing in Sicilian] ♪ Beautiful, beautiful little angel ♪

♪ I watch over you and protect you ♪

♪ I hold you close to my heart ♪

♪ Heart to heart with me ♪

[knocking at door]

[in English] Donna Giuseppina, may I help you lay out his clothes?

[Giuseppina] I'll take care of my Ignazio.

[door closes]

[♪ somber piano music plays]

TO GIUSEPPINA, SEPTEMBER 1807

[Vincenzo] Everybody is here.

Why don't you go out and receive them?

Vicè, give me your hand.

Now you're the man of the house.

Go.

[♪ music concludes]

[♪ somber music plays, Lissom "Shade"]

-[visitor 1] My condolences, Don Vincenzo. -Thank you.

♪ Little did you know ♪

♪ It was taking hold of my head... ♪

-My condolences, Don Vincenzo. -My condolences, Don Vincenzo.

-My condolences. -Thank you.

-My condolences, Don Vincenzo. -[Vincenzo] Thank you so much.

[visitor 2] I'm so sorry, Don Vincenzo.

♪ You won't be my making... ♪

My condolences.

[cries]

♪ You run from me ♪

♪ From me ♪

♪ You won't be my shaping ♪

PALERMO, SICILY 1834

[♪ somber music continues]

[indistinct yelling]

[donkey braying]

[♪ music fades]

Vicè, want to check the inventory?

I don't need to.

Did we lose any of our cargo in the storm?

No, no.

We unloaded 200 crates of sulfur undamaged.

And we rescued one crate more.

-A rescue? -Take a look.

-And whose are those? -Huh...

Excuse me, these books are mine. We've been looking for them all day.

[Frangipane] The porters must've put it here by mistake.

All the cargo in the harbor belongs to Vincenzo Florio.

Vincenzo Florio?

I've just arrived in Palermo today and I keep hearing mention of your name.

Well, I do have a certain popularity in Palermo.

Good for you.

I assume I can take my books?

Give me your address. I'll have them delivered to you.

-We'll get it to your employer. -Is that so?

-Under whose name is the cargo? -Well, that would be me.

Then you're not the maid for someone?

No, these books are mine.

Forgive them. Here in Palermo, people aren't used

-to seeing a woman who... -Can read?

-[Vincenzo] No, no, that... -No?

Um, to women who wander alone.

I'm not alone, actually. I have porters just over there to help me.

Why don't you, uh, tell me where you live?

-I'll have your books delivered to you. -Thanks, that won't be necessary.

It's been a pleasure.

[♪ lighthearted music plays]

Wait, you haven't even told me your name.

You haven't asked.

[Vincenzo chuckles]

-Who is that woman? -I've never seen her.

-Let's find out who she is. -All right.

[♪ melodic pop song playing, “Durare” by Laura Pausini]

♪ Menomale che non sei normale ♪

♪ Come tutti quanti ♪

♪ Che lasci tutto e torni ♪

♪ Se ho paura anch’io e non lo sanno gli altri ♪

♪ E allora come mai ♪

♪ C’hai messo così tanto ad incontrarmi qui ♪

♪ A farne il tuo bersaglio ♪

♪ E poi portarmi in alto che la città è un puntino ♪

♪ Lo vedi quant’è bello dividersi un destino ♪

♪ C’è una notte stellata tra le ciminiere ♪

♪ C’è una vita pensata ed una da pensare insieme ♪

♪ Ed una da inventare ♪

♪ Ed una da capire ♪

♪ Ed una da durare io e te ♪

♪ Ed una da impazzire io e te ♪

[♪ music concludes]