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FIREWORKS

- Hey, Uncle? - Be quiet!

Shh, Totò.

Grab this.

Okay...

Goddammit!

It got away.

- Uncle? - Quiet, shut your mouth!

Hear that, Nino?

- Yes. - Let's keep quiet.

Where is it?

There, Uncle!

Hush!

Move.

Watch...

You got it.

You got it!

See? Come on.

Totò, do you have balls or are you a sissy?

- Go get the rabbit. - No, I'm afraid.

Go!

- Don't be afraid, go. - I'm afraid!

You're useless.

Next time you'd better do it.

Look at this!

Let's go.

Watch out for the thorns, Totò.

Nino!

Uncle, there's an echo.

Nino!

- These Poles sure can play. - Yeah.

They're hogging the ball.

Damn, pathetic!

GARAGE

Hey, shut that radio off!

Get lost!

Kick, kick!

Fuck!

Gianni-Bonnie?

Hey!

Gianni-Bonnie?

Gianni-Bonnie?

Are you deaf?

Gianni-Bonnie?

Come have coffee with your friends.

Come on!

I'm talking to you.

Come here.

He's talking to you!

My friend's talking to you, didn't you hear?

Have some coffee.

Don't be afraid, come here.

Are you ignoring your friends?

Is mommy waiting for you?

His mommy is waiting for him!

Go have some coffee.

Gianni-Bonnie?

The coffee's on us.

That's better, have some coffee with your friends.

Go in.

Stop it!

Go in!

Sergio, a coffee for our pal.

You don't say thanks?

Like it, don't you?

You can say you like it, don't worry.

You don't like it?

Yes, you do.

Everyone knows what you like.

Everyone knows what you want.

There, that's better...

Pretty!

So pretty.

Pretty Gianni-Bonnie...

Such a pretty girl.

Pretty Gianni-Bonnie!

Stay still, Gianni-Bonnie.

Hey!

So, what's up?

Leave the kid alone.

If you say so, I'll have to obey.

Gimme the gun.

Grandpa!

- Hi, Grandpa. - Careful, Totò.

Hi, Grandpa.

Hi, Dad.

SCALIA FIREWORKS

Alfredo.

Pietro...

- How's it going? - Fine.

How'd it go?

- Fine. - Any problems?

The Santa Venerina fireworks?

- All set. - What did the councilor say?

- Did you tell him we're brothers? - He wasn't there.

I'll call him.

C'mon, boys.

I knew it, I should've gone.

There's no need, I'll handle it.

You? You let people push you around.

Pietro, enough.

Not in front of the boys.

You take it,

my wife's no good at cooking.

- Thanks, see you. - Bye.

Totò, what are you doing in there?

Nino, come here.

This was your grandfather's, it's yours now.

You graduated, so you deserve it, good job.

- Thanks, Uncle. - Bye.

Look, Dad.

So we're not doing the Santa Venerina fireworks?

Bullshit! I'll sort everything out.

Here's the list of what we need for tonight.

Rope, igniter cord, rubber bands...

You're telling me what to get?

I was shooting fireworks before you were born!

I'll just leave it here.

Totò, you okay?

Gianni!

I'm sorry.

Sorry they're tormenting you, but what can I do?

That's how they are.

Do you hear what you're saying?

Good, keep your mouth shut. You cause trouble when you talk.

I didn't want to tell them, but they made me.

Plus, it's your fault.

- Mine? - Yes!

You never worried about what they'd do to you.

You told them about it for fun.

Get lost!

Gianni's here, stop.

Wait...

Stop!

I can't even fuck in peace.

Tell him not to drink from the bottle as usual!

That pig...

Want some lemon on it?

What's wrong?

They're tormenting you again?

- So what's new? - You tell us!

- What for? - We both have the right to know.

He doesn't give a shit, he just wants to avoid gossip.

- Don't disrespect him. - Respect? Want me to kiss his hand?

- Do you? - Shut up!

It's your fault because you took him back in.

If it were for me, he would've stayed in the reformatory.

But since I love your mom and I had no other choice,

I let you work in my garage even if you're useless.

But now things...

I'm talking to you!

That's my fucking garage,

not some freak show for people to laugh at.

Hear me?

And you? Got nothing to say?

What can I say?

Think it's easy growing up without a father?

Then he should kill himself.

- Hi, Uncle. - Hey.

Grandma!

Uncle caught a rabbit.

A rabbit? Grandma makes a tasty rabbit stew!

Look at him, he never sweats!

I sweat plenty last night!

Don't say that in front of the kid.

We gotta teach these kids what life is about!

Nino, come here.

What's up, Uncle?

Know what I did last night?

What?

- I won't tell you. - Come on!

- What are you making? - Pasta with sauce.

Last night I didn't hit on any old girl,

I hit on the prettiest girl there was.

Know what I said to her?

You know, I'm not sure which of your eyes is prettiest...

What did she say?

Fuck you, that's what.

What does your dad know?!

Don't spoil your appetite.

- Put that cigarette out. - Leave me alone, Dad.

- Look. - Leave it there.

- Is it lunchtime? - Nino, come here.

Hi, Mom.

Look what Uncle Pietro gave me.

Get the bread, oil, and salt.

- Isabella? - Yes?

Come here.

Totò, stop!

Cut the bread, go on.

I want some bread.

Dummy! That's bad luck.

You're bad luck!

Is that how you talk to your mom? Clean it up.

Quit laughing and help out.

What did you do?

Totò, listen...

What?

You and I need to form a partnership.

Really? What does that mean?

That we'll always be together.

- For real? - Yes.

Hurry up, I'm hungry.

Eat up.

Did you give Uncle Nino the moped yet?

Did you really buy me one?

It was meant to be a surprise, Totò.

- She told me to say it. - No way!

- He repeats what he hears. - Where is it?

Sit down, finish eating first.

I knew it.

You can't blame him for being curious, I am too!

- Come on. - She never blames him.

Like it?

A graduation present.

- You deserve it. - Thanks, Mom.

- Like it? Is it the one you wanted? - Yes, it's awesome.

Go test it out.

- I'll take a spin. - Go slowly!

Alfredo, you couldn't buy a new one?! That's like a war relic!

Let's go see the moped.

Go.

Uncle!

Damn, how cool!

- Let me get on. - Hold on.

- Please! - Give your nephew a ride.

- Grandma, tell him. - Totò, wait.

Stop it, Totò.

Don't be late, we're leaving at 6:00.

You said we'd form a partnership!

Please, Uncle.

What's wrong?

Dunno, how about 50,000 liras?

Consider it done, Mr. Sciacca.

All right.

Happy birthday to your son, bye.

Mr. Sciacca's son's moped,

they can't come pick it up.

Go deliver it.

They live far away, how'll I get back?

You can take a nice walk, it's cool at night.

I'm going home, you close up.

Fine.

Gianni? How's it going?

Hey.

Done working?

No, I have to deliver a moped.

Where?

- Far away. - I'll come.

No need.

Why not?

We can stop for a beer.

Like we used to.

I don't want to.

You don't want to today? What's wrong?

Nothing.

Ignore those dumbasses.

Don't worry, I'll look out for you.

Leave me alone, I have to go.

Why?

- You're so handsome. - Please...

- Come here. - No, Turi.

- Relax. - I have to go.

Relax.

No, Turi! Leave me alone.

Come here.

Son of a bitch, I'll kill you!

You fucking fairy!

Emanuele? Emanuele!

- Come with me. - Huh?

Let's go.

- Leave me alone! - Get over here.

Leave me alone, please.

Stop.

Gianni-Bonnie!

Go, go!

It's my fault, I didn't see you.

Breathe.

Breathe!

Come on.

Are you okay?

If you need anything, I'm Nino Scalia, I live in Triona...

my father is Alfredo Scalia...

We shoot fireworks, everyone knows us. Here you go.

Feeling better?

Are you okay?

I'm sorry, Dad...

- Where were you? - I had an accident.

With your new moped?

- Are you hurt? - No.

He's fine.

Let's go, money doesn't grow on trees.

Go on.

- Mr. Sciacca? - Coming.

Hello.

- How are you? - Fine.

- Everything okay with the moped? - Yes.

- Where should I leave it? - Right there, it's a surprise.

Thank your boss for me

and tell him that men like him are a rarity nowadays.

Luca, the cake's ready.

Coming!

- Bye. - Bye.

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you...

- Gimme the fuse. - Okay.

- Ready? - Yes.

Let's go.

- The first round's done. - Set up the second.

- Be careful. - Yes.

- What's wrong, Dad? - Nothing.

Don't worry.

Set it up.

Gimme.

Finish up.

- You take over. - Are you okay, Dad?

Dad?

Light it.

Where is it?

Light it.

Dad!

Where's the spray?

In the van, find it.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Better?

You have hot flashes!

Me? Hell no.

How dare you?!

Sweetie, your loverboy isn't showing up tonight.

But if Italy wins the game, he'll be celebrating for sure.

Want some fun, honey?

Trying to kill me?

Who, me?

- What happened? - He's trying to kill you.

You left the garage open, he had to go close up.

Apologize tomorrow or he'll kill you.

Who were you with?

Scooch over.

Dad, don't smoke. If Mom sees you she'll flip put.

Don't get on my case,

I'm annoyed enough as it is with these people not answering!

How are you?

Fine, why wouldn't I be?

You scared me last night.

Nino, nothing happened.

And since nothing happened, nobody needs to know.

Understand?

Yes.

Go to work.

Who's that?

Looking for someone?

Mr. Scalia.

- For what? - I'm looking for work.

Wait here.

Dad, a boy is looking for you.

Nino, go see who it is.

Finally! I've been calling you all morning.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Did you have moped trouble? - No...

- It was my fault, I'm sorry. - Don't worry about it.

I meant to apologize.

- The moped accident? - Yes.

We're good people, if there's damage we'll pay.

No, I'm not here for money, the moped's fine.

I was delivering it to a customer for my boss.

I work in a garage.

And your boss made you walk home?

Yes, that's why I want to quit.

Looking for work?

- Good luck... - Yes.

Is that why you're all dressed up? What's your name?

Gianni, hello.

That's a nice shirt, though. Come in.

- May I? - Sure.

Okay...

goodbye.

Dad, he's the guy from the accident. He's looking for work.

- Hello. - Hi.

My son told me what happened,

he was in the wrong.

- No, no... - No, what?

Apologize to him in front of me.

Sorry.

Good.

- Grandpa? - Yeah?

- I'm hungry, let's go eat. - I know, Totò.

If my stomach is empty

and I'm ticked off, I can't talk about anything, let alone work.

Come on.

Your mom has always been pretty.

- What's that for? - You'll see.

I liked her as soon as I set eyes on her.

- Is it ready? - Yes.

But I made the decision one night at her house...

We were dating, and her parents, her mother,

invited me over for pizza that she made.

- When I saw her... - Knock it off!

Carmela?

She's blushing, look at her.

Carmela, you were beautiful, elegant.

- You still are! - We have a guest.

I know.

The cigarette...

- What's that? - Shh!

- Time to eat. - Sit straight.

Eat it with your hands.

Gianni, what does your dad do?

My dad left...

a few years ago...

he went to work in Germany.

I haven't seen him in a while.

But he works hard,

he takes whatever job he can.

I want to be like him.

See how he talks about his dad?

That's how you talk about a dad.

Understand?

You're a good kid, Gianni.

Even for how you talk about your dad.

Listen,

hold your head high,

be proud of what you are and the family you have.

- Now that we're eating... - I forgot the salad with onions!

...let's talk about work.

I can tell you're a good kid, but I'll be straight with you,

I can't give you a job.

I can't afford to pay a worker.

Who wants some?

We're talking about important stuff, never mind onions!

Geez...

I was thinking that tomorrow morning I could ask my brother

if he needs help at the quarry, sound good?

Great.

- Have you ever split rocks? - No, but I can learn.

If you ever finish school, you can work with Uncle too.

- I won't work at the quarry! - You want to be a scientist?

- No, a soccer player. - You need to pass exams first.

Did you study the poem?

- Will you really help me? - Of course.

I thought you'd only help him now.

- What's your name? - Gianni.

It hasn't been driven in ages.

Must be the spark plug, don't worry.

It's rusted.

Gimme a rag and sandpaper.

- Isabella? - Yes?

- Isabella? - What?

Help me with the bottles.

Are you watching the game tomorrow?

- What game? - What game?!

The World Cup?

Yes.

You'd eat pasta with sauce for breakfast!

Why did your mom put the spoon in her mouth?

She says it's a trick for cutting onions without crying.

I didn't know that. Give it a try.

See?

So you cleaned the spark plug, it's your job after all.

It was...

Anyway, I don't have any money.

I'll drive you home and we'll call it even.

No, I'll take the bus, no need.

Come on, it's 30 minutes.

- No need to. - Come on.

Is there anything left for us to eat?

Look who's up!

Thanks, by the way, lunch was great.

I had a good time with you all.

You have a nice family.

Say bye to your dad, I don't want to bother him.

Bye, Gianni. Come back soon.

- Okay, goodbye. - Bye.

- Bye. - Bye.

Totò, go buy me cigarettes.

Do you realize what time it is?

One,

two, three...

four, five, six,

seven, eight, nine...

Look who's here? Enzo!

Enzo, come here.

Come here.

Enzo, show these kids how to lift up a car.

He can do it.

I bet 1,000 liras.

He can do it.

Enzo, Enzo, Enzo!

One, two, three,

four, five, six,

seven, eight, nine, ten!

Holy cow!

What the fuck?! That's my car.

Enzo's amazing.

Look who's here...

Why so happy?

It's Miss Italy...

Sergio, coffee.

See that?

He's looking for trouble today.

What are you doing?

What are you up to?

Why are you instigating them?

Don't you realize they'll destroy you?

You wanted a coffee?

Bring him a coffee too, since he's always fucking.

Franco...

Franco the Ladyfucker.

Franco...

Yeah, it's best you close the shop.

Go home, Franco...

Mom.

You're totally nuts!

Nuts!

- It's fine. - What's fine?

Don't you realize he'll kick us both out of this house?

Remember how we used to live?

Now go apologize to him because money is sacred!

I found a job, Mom.

We'll get out of here soon.

- We'll leave. - What?

We'll get our own house, I'll pay.

We don't need him, understand?

We don't need anyone.

- Get over here. - Let me talk to him.

Never set foot in my garage again!

- Don't, Franco. - Get off.

- Leave him alone. - Get out of here.

Or you'll regret being born!

Leave him alone.

Get out.

What the hell?!

This is my house, understand?

And I make the rules here.

Pasquale, where's the list?

Okay...

- You? - Salvatore Mastuono.

Salvatore, I know you. Go ahead.

- Antonino, here again? - Yes.

Go work the excavator.

- Is this your first time? - Yes, Mr. Scalia.

- Name? - Michele Mannino.

Michele Mannino...

- Willing to work hard? - I have a family.

Go get your gear before I change my mind.

Thanks.

Pasquale? Take over.

Morning.

Morning.

I heard this Formula One champ crashed into you?

Ignore my brother, he thinks he's funny.

- Look at this. - It's not his fault.

Gianni Accordino, hello.

Hello.

- How are you? - Fine, why shouldn't I be?

Don't worry, I'll go to Santa Venerina tonight.

- No need. - No need, my foot.

I want them to say it to my face!

- Don't do this... - Alfredo...

They should respect you because you're a good man.

- Gianni, ready? - Yes.

We should get to work too.

- Thanks again, Mr. Scalia. - Later, kid.

Enjoy, Gianni.

Bye, Uncle.

Pasquale, put Gianni Accordino on the list.

Gianni, thanks to my brother you skipped the line,

but you need to work as hard as the others.

Okay.

Show him the ropes, by tonight I want him to be a pro.

Let's go.

See those branches?

Here's what you'll do...

All set, thanks.

Slowly.

Go.

Go, go.

Stop!

Stop!

Shut it off!

What's going on?

Sorry, I was taking a cigarette break.

Go home.

What do you mean? I have a family.

I told you,

nobody should be on the stairs when the truck's unloading.

Hear me?

Get moving or I will drag you out.

Go home, you dud.

You did good, it's not the first time he's done stupid shit.

Pasquale...

that's what I'm here for.

Right.

What are you looking at?

Nothing happened, get back to work now.

Cheers!

Did you watch the game? Paolo Rossi: 2-0! Up yours!

Bye, Gioacchino.

Gianni, come here.

I was watching you.

I saw how you move.

Good job.

This is hard work and it takes a while to learn the ropes.

But your first day was good,

you work hard.

Thanks.

Bye.

Goodbye.

No more hunting with me now that you're a Formula One champ?

No, Uncle.

- Bye. - Bye.

Are you going to watch the game?

No, I want to stay outside, want to come with me?

No, drive me to the bus stop.

- I want to take you somewhere. - Where?

A place only I know about.

Come on.

All right...

There's gunpowder in here,

when the shell goes into the mortar, the first explosion

causes the gas to expand,

the shell shoots into the air and flies.

And when it's high up, really fucking high,

it explodes,

and then you see all the colors you put inside.

Blue, red, green,

yellow, purple,

and all.

You didn't understand a thing?

I understood it explodes and we see colors.

Never mind then. Look...

My grandpa drew these.

I drew this.

To start, you need a little warning shot.

Heads-up!

People look up and you've caught their attention.

Then you have to decide what your message is.

If you want to talk about love, use softer colors.

If you're pissed off with someone, you want to show your anger.

And if you want to scare someone, no problem.

You have an arsenal.

What are you doing?

The grand finale.

Because every story ends, right?

What's wrong?

You kissed me last time, after the accident.

Nonsense, I didn't kiss you, it was CPR.

I saved you.

Go wash up, you're all filthy.

I'm not washing up in there,

that water's ice cold.

Come on.

Nino!

I'm here, dummy!

I got scared, I thought you drowned.

Careful, the current's strong there.

We come here every day, you should know.

When's the last bus?

Soon, I told you.

So you have to catch that one...

I told you, hurry up!

- Come on. - Hold on.

Move it.

- Hold on. - I'm leaving you here, bye.

You can't, it's my moped!

- Bye, see you tomorrow. - Bye.

Dummy! You fell for it.

Hop on.

- That's where you worked? - Yes.

He's the guy who fired you?

Yes.

He looks like an asshole.

He sure is.

Hi.

This is Nino, he's my quarry boss's nephew.

Hello. They finished late today so I drove him home.

My uncle said he's a great worker.

Thanks.

- Come up. - Okay.

See you.

You don't like me driving you home?

Because I don't want to impose.

Gimme a break, see you.

- Bye. - Bye.

What's that?

A trick so you don't cry.

Where'd you learn this trick?

It works.

I can tell!

You have a new buddy?

Good.

Tune in tomorrow at the same time.

Here's one last song...

Which one?

Let's dance.

Yeah?

Grab a pick and get started.

- Who are you? - Rosario Puglisi.

- Is it your first day? - Yes.

Then you can cut grass for today.

Kid!

Are you slacking off?

No.

Move it!

Sorry, Mr. Scalia, but I'm not feeling well.

Can I go home?

- What's wrong? - Dunno, I feel feverish.

Feverish?

Fine, go home.

But come back soon, there's lots of work to do.

- Okay. - Go on.

Mr. Scalia, leave it to me.

Be careful with it.

- Hi, Uncle. - Here he is, regular as clockwork.

Gianni?

- Your buddy went home. - Why?

He said he wasn't feeling well, he was feverish...

But the truth is, you're a bunch of pussies!

- You who? - You youngsters!

- So you're saying you're old? - Get lost!

- See you. - Goodbye.

Yes?

- Hi. - Hello. Is Gianni here?

- No, he's at work. - Oh, right.

Did something happen?

No, I didn't realize it was this early. I'll head there, bye.

Bye.

Hey, you!

Who are you looking for?

- Me? - You.

Come here.

Come.

Well?

I was looking for the guy who lives there.

Lemme guess,

looking for Gianni-Bonnie?

Shut up, I'm watching the game and you're bugging me.

Let us have some fun.

- Why do you want Gianni? - Nice, Giuseppina.

That's how you treat visitors...

I just came to say hi, he must still be at work.

Work? What work?

- That's why he vanished. - He works with my uncle.

- See you around. - Where are you going?

Hold on.

Did he bullshit you about his dad working in Germany?

Germany, Germany...

You don't know your buddy.

Giuseppina will tell you a story about him.

She's playing shy.

- Turi? - Knock it off.

I'm watching the game.

I don't want to interrupt.

You're not interrupting at all.

Your buddy's a fairy.

Giuseppina saw him sucking a guy off, does he suck you off?

Enough!

Shut up, I said. Or I'll kill you.

Okay?

You're still here? Get lost.

Go, you faggot.

Did I scare you?

What's wrong?

Nothing.

What do you want?

My uncle said you were sick so I went to see how you were.

Nino, don't go to my house unless I say so. Got it?

Anyway, I'm fine now.

Why are you acting like this?

Hey, I'm talking to you! Answer me, okay?

You can't just run off.

You're not feverish and you don't have a father.

You're just bullshitting me.

And I don't want a friend who bullshits me.

We won't be seeing each other again anyway.

What's that mean?

I'm not going to the quarry anymore.

They hired a guy I can't stand from my town.

One of those guys who hangs out at that shitty bar?

How do you know?

They attacked me too.

I'm sorry.

Is what they said true?

What'd they say?

Bullshit...

like the bullshit you say.

I don't want to lose you.

Neither do I.

So we'll find a solution.

Trust me.

Let's head down.

Not even you?

How do you say it...

Never mind...

- Hello. - Nino.

Italy, Italy!

- Grandpa, when is the game starting? - Go get Uncle Nino.

Yes! Paolo Rossi!

Grandpa wants you.

Hey, Dad.

So you told your mom about the other night?

Me? No way!

She called the doctor because my cough is worrying her.

Now she doesn't want me working.

Know what pisses me off?

That you're both right. I'm struggling, damn it.

- That's why I... - What?

We have 20 fairs before August, that's a lot.

I know, but I can handle it alone, I know the ropes by now.

At 16? All alone?

You're right, but maybe...

Gianni can help me.

Why not? He's eager to work.

Uncle Pietro says he's one of the best workers.

We'll take the three-wheeler and get to it.

After a week of rest, you'll be as good as new.

In the meantime, you can watch all the games.

Get me another.

I'll decide after I talk to the doctor. Okay?

Okay.

Hooray Italy!

- Say it loud! - Long live Saint Sebastian!

- Say it loud! - Long live Saint Sebastian!

- Say it loud! - Long live Saint Sebastian!

Excuse me...

can we get through?

No.

No cars, the saint is going by.

- You're the firework guys? - Yes.

- Aren't you a little late? - We hit traffic.

I can't let you through now.

We have to set off the fireworks.

Quit insisting, you can't go through.

Then I'll call my uncle Pietro, the councilor will be upset...

Hey, they're the firework guys.

They need to pass.

I'll let them pass?

- Go ahead. - Thanks.

Place them close, but not that close.

- Now get me some fuses. - Okay, but don't boss me around.

- Am I your helper? - Yeah, you're helping me.

Knock it off!

Shut up!

- Get over here! - Want to fight me?

I'm not scared of you.

- Do you give up? - Yes.

I give up.

You can't beat me.

Got it?

Knock it off.

You can't.

Enough.

To our first fair together, boss.

Look how nice.

Make me proud!

- Nino! - What?

Come here.

Wait here.

- Did you like the fireworks? - Sure did.

I heard all about it.

- Where's your pal? - In there.

Call him.

Gianni, come here.

Well?

Hello.

The show went well.

- Totò? - What?

Come here.

I'm crapping.

The councilor called,

he said the whole town was staring with their mouths wide open.

Good job.

What?

- Have these champs drive you. - Where?

To color your hair.

I dreamt that Italy would lose unless I color my hair!

Here's the money.

Make sure the green, white, and red are bright!

- Bring back the change. - Bye.

- Bye. - Goodbye.

Where are they going?

You look like mummies!

Ready?

One, two, three, go!

Go, Uncle!

Go, Uncle!

- Totò, come here. - Come on.

No, I'm scared! I can't swim.

- Totò, knock it off. - It's okay.

Totò, enough or I'll pop that ball.

I will...

Enough.

Totò, enough with that ball.

Be quiet, we can't hear.

Fill it up.

Change sides!

To the right!

The defense needs to be more aggressive.

They're quick, now that it's 2-2 they woke up.

Quiet.

Conti...

Conti's ready to kick.

Conti...

Goal!

Honey!

Damn, I'm winded.

Nino?

Shitty luck.

Now what?

We wait till it stops, we have no choice.

- Want a beer? - Yes.

A beer, thanks.

Mom, I have some great news.

I've been promoted, I'll be working at fairs.

Nino's dad isn't well, he can't handle fireworks right now.

- Why didn't you tell me before? - I'm telling you now.

What do you know about fireworks?

It's not that hard, I help Nino.

Mom, they're amazing.

You should see them! Fireworks can express anything.

Just the two of you?

Yes.

What's wrong?

Nothing...

nothing.

It's good, Aunt Carmela made it.

Totò, do you like the pasta?

We should take your pal hunting one day.

- Sure, if he wants. - Any time!

I'll teach you to shoot.

Last time Nino shot a rabbit, it was this big, huge!

Mom!

Sorry, lost in thought.

- Give Aunt Carmela a hand. - No, I'm fine.

Nobody makes pasta like my sister-in-law's.

None for me, I drank too much last night, I'm still full.

- My sister-in-law's a beauty. - Hands off!

She's too busy eating.

Thanks.

Happy birthday, Alfredo!

Happy birthday to my brother.

- Sit and eat something. - You're right, I will.

I'm always right.

We have to agree because it's your birthday.

Leave the poor guy alone, look at him.

He may be 99...

He's 49 not 99!

My friends told me the whole town was gaping at the fireworks.

Good job.

It's true.

Carmela, bring out some wine, please.

Here goes Uncle with one of his speeches.

Pietro, let me talk.

Well, as we all know, my son is an artist.

- Thanks. - Carry on, I'll be right back.

But today I want to toast the person who accompanies and works with him.

Keep smoking...

Let me talk.

This kid walked into our home by chance and humbly...

Atta boy, Gianni.

And took my spot next to someone who means the world to me.

What's more...

he also took my spot in something that means the world to me,

my job.

And you stole one of my hardest workers!

Come on...

This year, the first toast is for Gianni.

All right, Gianni, welcome.

Carmela, what's going on?

Nino, go see what your mom's up to.

Mom?

Mom, what's going on?

I was bringing them out but they slipped and broke.

Don't worry, these things happen.

No, Nino...

These oddities should not happen, we need to be careful.

Don't hurt yourself.

- Hi, Mom. - Why the rush?

The fair's far away, we have to leave now.

I just came home to change, Nino's waiting outside.

Hello.

Hi.

Bye.

Wow...

You look great in that shirt.

Geez, they look like a pair of girlfriends.

But that job is a real godsend.

If the pay is good, he can get his own apartment.

You know what?

I'll call my friend who works in public housing,

and pull some strings.

Lina, where are you going?

Gianni!

Hello?

I'm Gianni's mother.

I wanted to thank you for all you've done for my son.

And that's why...

it's only right that you know...

my son is the victim of gossip, of maliciousness,

nasty words said to have a good laugh

but they can brand you forever,

especially someone who's too sensitive to react.

Your son can be spared from this gossip.

A life full of joy and fulfillment awaits him.

Whereas Gianni... his life...

Get lost before I kill you.

- Did you know? - You think I didn't ask him already?

- Did you know or not? - No.

- You're full of shit! - Shut up!

No, I won't shut up.

He was alone with my son, who knows what he did!?

- Right, Nino? - Get her out of here.

Mom...

We let the devil in. Nino...

- I said get out! - No!

I told you to get out of here!

Enough, get out!

- Nino, come here. - Get out, now!

Goddammit!

Out!

Sit down.

Sit.

Nino, tell us the truth.

We can only help you if you tell us what happened.

There's still time to straighten things out.

What do you think happened?

You really think...

We don't want to think anything, but the facts are clear!

That swine is what he is, don't make me say it.

Don't make me say it.

And you spent too much time with him, everyone saw you.

You and him, alone!

Dad, what can I say...

Gianni's a faggot?

Whenever he saw a girl...

What the hell?!

Don't bullshit me!

I'm not bullshitting you, I swear.

Calm down.

Jesus...

Are you calm?

He has to tell me...

did something happen or not?

Well, Nino?

Go on, answer your father.

If I'd known, I wouldn't have even let him in the house.

Because guys like him sicken me more than they sicken you.

Actually, I never want to see his faggot face again!

Okay?

Happy now?

Is the trial over?

Because I'm tired.

Why?

Go to bed, Franco's expecting you at the garage tomorrow.

You had something to do with what happened.

I'm your mother.

Have you forgotten you already ruined one boy's life?

Now you want to ruin your friend too?

And if you have a problem with it, go back to reform school.

You did it for you...

Because if people gossip about us, he'll kick us out.

Who bought you that cheap dress?

Who gave you a home? This shitty home...

It sickens me and so do you.

You can't even stand up.

- Where are you going? - Fuck off.

You think they're laughing and smiling at your friend's house now?

You're way off, my love.

If you care about that boy...

disappearing is the greatest gift you can give him.

CERTIFIED FAGGOT

- Hello? - We're closing.

I wanted to buy the kid a coffee, it'll be quick.

The kid's working.

I thought he said they were closing?

It's okay... Hello.

Shall we get a coffee?

Yes.

Gianni, Gianni...

So, shall we get a coffee?

Guys, look what's happening!

Shall we get a coffee or not?

What do you think? Should we buy your pal a coffee?

Well...

how many spoons of sugar?

No, stop!

Stop, you bastards!

Bastards, go away!

Go away, now!

Go!

Bastards!

Gianni?

Don't just fucking stand there!

Help!

Help!

It got away.

Be more careful.

If you make too much noise, the rabbit will hear you.

Knock it off.

- Want to shoot, Totò? - I'm scared.

Scared of what? Come here, I'll teach you.

Give me your hand.

One here...

and one here.

Do you see the rabbit?

Yes.

I got it, I got!

I got it!

- Good job! - Atta boy, Totò.

I got it!

Uncle, look! I got it.

I got it.

Things are back to normal now? We'll play again?

Of course.

Gianni...

Let's pray together.

In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done,

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive those who trespass against us

and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.

Come on, Nino, tonight's the final game.

Let's get set up.

- Isabella, help me. - Okay, Dad.

Hooray Italy!

Here?

Come on, get up!

Grab some chairs.

Nino, move it.

- What's wrong? - Grab the table.

Totò, what are you doing? Come here.

Put that flag on the table.

On top.

Like that.

Good.

- What'll we do tonight? - We'll win!

We'll win, that's right!

Thanks.

Go, Paolo Rossi!

- Where's Nino? - Dunno.

Grandpa, will we win?

We sure will, don't worry.

Move it, go!

Come on, go!

Be careful, go!

Go!

Hey, you're not watching the game?

No.

You don't have to be afraid of me.

I'm not afraid of anything.

That's bad...

if you're not afraid, you'll go nowhere in life,

or you'll end up under a train!

They think they know everything about me...

your father...

your mother...

Isabella...

Uncle Pietro...

But they don't know a thing.

Everything I do at night... the girls, the friends...

the Americans...

and everything I don't do...

Of course they make their assumptions,

but will always have a doubt...

and that isn't enough.

Nino, whatever we do in secret

can continue for a hundred years.

Bye.

Bergomi...

The World Cup is over!

Champions of the world! Champions of the world!

Champions of the world!

Italy won the final game beating Germany 3-1...

Italy! Italy! Italy!

Gianni?

Gianni?

Nino! Come down!

Come here, come down!

You're not going anywhere!

Yes, you're right.

I'm not going anywhere.

What's wrong?

For Toni and Giorgio who, in 1980 in Sicily, were killed because they were in love.

FIREWORKS

The first Arcigay Association was founded in Palermo on December 9, 1980

also in the wake of the protests following the death of the two young Sicilians.