Original subtitles

< Saverio:

Oh! Which I am those little faces?

- Sing, come on! Sing! - What are we singing? We sang it all!

- Life, death and miracles by Di Vittorio. - So?

- What are we singing, "La montanara"? - Eh! That too!

Come on, let's start singing again!

Scoundrels!

Let's start singing again, the two of us, all together.

< Di Vittorio: Wake up.

< Saverio, wake up. Saverio, wake up, it's time.

< Wake up, Saverio. Wake up.

< Teresa: Saverio! Xavier!

< Haven't you gotten up yet? The alarm clock rang!

< Saverio: Three of them wake me up in the morning:

the alarm, my wife Teresa and Di Vittorio,

my only inspiration, my guide since I was a boy,

ever since I came to Rome, from his native Sicily, looking for work.

< It was 1956.

< There was work, but only for office workers of the unemployment office.

- Hey, Tonino! - What's up?

- Did you see? Pirelli went on strike! - And well? It's in Milan!

- And you're not happy? - What do I care about the Milanese!

- If they go on strike, that means who have work. Lucky them! - No!

He's waking up the conscience of the worker, you understand?

Friends!

Friends! Brothers!

We will do something to show ours solidarity with the workers of the north!

Those poor wretches at Pirelli they go on strike for us too!

- We must do something! - Yes, a collection!

No collection, idiot!

- We... we'll go on a march! - But what gear?

Yes, a march! A march! Roman workers, unite!

We will march on Milan to demonstrate our revolt

against the master class and exploitative!

We are few. There will be 400, 500 of us. But what does it matter? What does it matter?

It's the symbol that counts.

Tonino: Have we arrived in Milan?

Bissola Lambro. Another fifty kilometres.

Are you happy, Tonino? Huh?

Tonino?

< Tonino!

Tonino...

What are you doing, abandoning me too?

But you don't think to our colleagues at Pirelli,

who are going on strike?

But I don't give up.

If I were to die, I won't give up.

the climb to the end of the world.

He touched.

I can't do it anymore!

Who are you, bedda?

- Blonde! Are you Milanese? - No.

- German? - No.

- Genoese? - I'm from Palermo. My name is Piredda Teresa. And what about you?

Ravizzi Saverio, from Trabia. Pleasure.

My pleasure. My parents.

- May you bless. < Saverio: Everyone. - Bless!

Why did you bring me back to Sicily?

You are not in Sicily, but in Bissola Lambro, province of Bergamo.

- Ah! < Teresa: We are workers from the south. Emigrants like tia.

I have to go. Thank you, good people, but I have to go.

< Parents: Where are you going? - You are too weak to walk.

- And the strike at Pirelli? - Strike? Finished a week ago!

- Eh! - Finished?

Finished!

< Saverio: So, after adjusting courtship and quick engagement,

I got married to Piredda Teresa.

< Eh, Teresa! Beautiful she was the wedding day! Really nice!

< Now, mean girl, she's changed a little. She seemed to be weighed down.

Cannoli, panettone, sfincioni, pasta.

< Even chocolate, as long as it's Swiss. The Italian one ruins the line, she says.

- Xavier! Xavier! - Eh!

Haven't you gotten up yet? The alarm clock rang!

'damn you!

< Saverio: Yes, I sleep in the bathroom for space reasons;

the family, in the meantime, it has grown;

and also due to subsequent disgust on the marital erotic fact.

< You can't sleep badly in the tub, apart from the faucet

that every night towards dawn it starts to drip.

< Thus, with humidity, I even got a touch of arthritis.

< I'm 36 years old, a lot for a worker.

< Because 36 years of the worker correspond to 50 of the master

with diet, massages and holidays in Cortina.

- Hi Dad. - HI.

< Saverio: Delia, second child, 15 years old.

< He sleeps in my former double bed, with my wife.

< And it shows! More if it shows!

< The miniskirt she wears she says it's the longest she has.

Hi Dad.

- Hi Dad. - Good morning.

< Saverio: Giuseppe, 16 years old, firstborn. He sleeps in a room in the corridor.

But he plays! He plays!

protester, beat, hippie, pop.

Giuseppe, please go, go. Go!

< Saverio: I, of course, I could sleep here in the living room,

but for Teresa the living room is sacred.

< It's still in cellophane since '58, that we bought it.

< Teresa: Saverio! Are you sitting in the chair?

< Saverio: You say which is for receptions,

but who should we welcome? The 4 4s of Nora Orlandi?

< Let's forget it, go!

< Teresa: Saverio, coffee on walnuts did you put? It leaves its mark on us!

< Saverio: I'm here in Bissola Lambro, province of Bergamo.

< Height above sea level: 0.75 metres. Inhabitants: 859, including me.

< Here, this is normal time here in Bissola:

350 days of fog per year out of 365.

< The others either rain or snow.

< I work at Tamperletti Refrigerators, assembly department.

as Carosello says.

But why am I running? what if you don't see a loved one?

< Saverio: However, I got used to it.

< Guido, as they say, "by ear".

in front of the blacksmith shop.

< Then I go past the fountain.

< Here is the church.

< Immediately afterwards, turn right at the crossroads.

Bedda most holy matre!

Damn the goats and the cowbells!

Cuckolds!

Pull! Pull!

Life in this camp is hard, right, good man?

And you are forced to work hard all the time! Rain, frost, eh? Always!

And you're all alone here working. You just work.

Say what, you chatterbox, you haven't desire to rebel against your master,

thief and exploiter who forces you to work like a beast?

Eh, beast?

Who is the landowner? The master. Who is the boss here?

- I'm mine. They are me. They are me! - Ah!

< Saverio: This time I didn't get it right,

but I am against those in charge and against any abuse against the worker.

< Always! Since when I joined Tamperletti S.p.A.

< Eh, those were beautiful years!

trade union struggles, claims.

< Always on the front line, face to face with the old Commander Tamperletti.

< Then came the warm autumn

and I was on picket duty against scabbing.

Xavier: And they call it hot autumn! Fuck!

- Ravizzi! - What are you yelling at?

- Commendator Tamperletti has died. - Ah!

What should I tell you? I am sorry.

Son he inherited the whole place.

Doctor Luigi? That's what I think harder than his father. A cuckold!

- No! He signed the contract, he gets his job back! - Huh?

- Alegher! Come away, it's over the time of strikes. - But it's true?

< Saverio: Work resumed with renewed fervor.

< Vera: Are you going on strike again? < Saverio: For a more serious reason.

< Vera: Ravizzi, can you tell me why this new hunger strike?

- So, I when-- -So his biography is complete.

- Hello, Saverio! - Cheer up, Saverio! - HI.

Workers: Hello, Saverio! Courage! Courage, eh!

Keep calm.

Bye bye. Bye thank you!

So, tell me in two words.

Canteen! We want the workers' canteen!

- Well done, Saverio! - Marisa!

- What did you bring me? - Some hot coffee.

- Ah, hot coffee! Thank you. < Worker: Hello, Saverio! - HI.

< Saverio: My beautiful busty girl!

< Workers: Smart, Saverio! HI!

- Did you put sugar in it? - Are you diabetic?

- What does diabetes have to do with it? Sugar is a food! - But...

- Do you want me to cheat? What a hunger strike and this? Here, go. - I am sorry.

< Hello, dear. - HI.

I know what I would do like a child.

What trade union movement are you from?

None. Independent, free thinker. Out of the herd!

To the union they think of his attitude?

They disapprove, they would like to negotiate. But they have no experience!

Facts not words!

Once Di Vittorio went on hunger strike

against the agrarians for 11 days.

- In 1920, in Cerignola. - Brava!

- I thought you women you didn't understand a thing! - Please?

Excuse me. A member.

< Saverio:

So, what does it do to me, Ravizzi? Stop being an idiot!

< Go to sleep, tomorrow is Sunday! Atalanta plays at home.

Do you want two grandstand tickets? Be good.

Listen, Tamperletti Luigi, I'm not moving from here.

Either the table or nisba, I had to leave my skin behind!

Ravizzi, let me tell you this:

in the first place I can't deal with her,

I would bypass the unions and it doesn't seem right to me.

Secondly, even if I know I'm talking with a head... of marble,

I want to explain them the economic situation.

How much you talk, Tamperletti Luigi! What are you doing, a rally?

This Ferrarino is beautiful.

And last month's Lamborghini what did you do, did you throw it away?

But don't make me laugh, Ravizzi! Don't make me laugh!

Have a laugh at this billboard!

To this day he still talks to me like an idiot of the poor worker dying of hunger

and the fat boss who rides a Ferrari? - Because it's not true?

No! No! First of all because this is a Maserati! Citroen.

So, Ravizzi, It's getting late, come on!

Drop everything and come with me, I'll invite you to Nanni's.

Let's talk over a nice plate of tortellini with cream.

< Pork ribs with polenta!

< Beans all'uccelletto! Zuccotto with rum!

Fuck you!

What a ruin!

- Who is? Who is? - Saverio, Teresa I am.

- Hi Dad. How are you? - Eh, so-so!

Delia, always with her thighs outside in the cold weather!

- Dad, I have pantyhose! - Why, are they warm?

Teresa: Modern! My mother, you can't continue like this, you'll get sick!

Teresa, don't start again. it here I'm in the trenches, this is a war!

- Today we make love, not war. - Shut up, you ignorant, ill-mannered girl!

- What is this smell of onions? - Omelette it is!

- That? - Omelette. I put six eggs in it, very fresh.

Eat, Saverio. Feed yourself, you are wasted.

- Don't get involved, Teresa. - Eats.

- You do not understand anything. - On.

- You never understood anything. Nor of honesty... - Eat.

- Nor of loyalty. - Eats.

Well done, Saverio, eat! Come on, no one sees you!

- Go away, Teresa! Street! Vial! - But...

- Come on, he's crazy. - Let's go. < Go away, mother and daughter! Street!

- I put six eggs in it! - Street!

Street.

Ladies! Meschinedde!

What can they understand? of social progress?

He was tempting me! And I was about to eat! I was falling! I was falling for it!

< Orselli: Beautiful, huh? < Luigi: Beautiful daughter.

breasts, legs...

- Of course?

I have to run.

At 11:00 I have an appointment at the town hall with the factory council.

- Ah, the canteen business! - He knows she too? - Even the press knows it.

- Good morning. - Good morning! - Good morning.

This is for advertising vitamins?

She has seen? Hunger strike at Tamperletti.

- Ah, the usual Ravizzi! - Photographer: Here, like this. Well.

Why do you have that stuff on there? I liked her better when she was naked.

She serves for Do-Re-Mi on TV.

Ah, try this!

- What's this? - Deutsch-cola, a new soft drink.

- I'm in charge of the advertising launch in Italy. - Well, let's try!

- Good? -She tastes like beer. -Well, she's German!

- By the way, I was thinking of connecting our interests. - Please explain.

For this drink you need me an advertising launch

on a completely popular basis

and his factory It has 150 employees and workers.

And who convinces those to drink that stuff?

I would say to install 4 or 5 distributors automatic in the different departments.

- With the proceeds of the advertising budget from Deutsch-cola... - Yes?

- I finance her canteen. - Ah!

< Man: To summarize the discussion,

the only valid statement

is that we must to this unity of action,

to this trade union coexistence,

if the agreement for the workers' canteen May it be a fait accompli today! It is true?

- AND... - Long live the workers' canteen!

- Good boy! - Good boy!

< Woman: Hopefully at the canteen eat like this! - To me!

For me, we did it also thanks to Ravizzi.

No, dear, despite Ravizzi!

In the mass struggle individualists are dangerous!

Saverio must take the lead to join the organization.

He has to train me too, like all. Comets.

Rotella will be you! I am to the packaging, first class!

- And in any case I say thanks to Ravizzi! Did you understand? < Marisa: Right!

- A round of applause also for Saverio. < All: Well done, Saverio!

Indeed, by the way, where did Ravizzi go?

< Marisa: Do you know that we won?

Did you at least warn him? Angel!

What do I have to do with it? She had to tell him.

- I told you to call him. - To me? To him!

- To me? He should have told her! - Come on! What are you saying?

Xavier!

He's good, he's good! Wow he knows how to do it!

- Who? - Claudio Villa. He's the best, the king!

< Leave Claudio Villa alone.

We won! The owner signed, he gives us the canteen!

- Are you serious, Marisa? You're not joking?

Who knows what they'll look like those of the unions.

- Have they understood that it's all thanks to me? - Yes, yes. But come on!

I'm happy! And where are you taking me?

- To eat! Hurry up, they are all waiting for you. - And what do you do?

- Come on, come on! - No, I stand on my own.

How happy I am! We did it, Marisa!

- Mount. - We made it!

- Ready? - Yes.

Marisa! Wait!

My legs got rusty.

- I found the fruit! Here!

< Chiapa!

No, no, stop!

- Eat again, you've fasted for 8 days! - I can not handle it anymore.

I ate fettuccine, risotto, a sleppa of braised meat,

two ribs of beef, bagna cauda and pinzimonio! I can not handle it anymore.

Health! So much for Tamperletti.

Diners: Yes, yes! It is true!

- Marisa, what are you doing? - You deserve it, Saverio.

- Slut! Kisses with tongue? - Why are you sorry?

Marisa!

You know I like you! You know, huh? If you don't get married in a month...

- What would you do? - I would do it for you here!

Wow, if I would do it to you!

What are you doing, undressing in front of everyone?

- My stomach is exploding! - I understand you, scoundrel.

I know what you want.

Like, for two years I flirted with you and what about you just now?

- You deserve it, you made us win. You've been very good. - But they see us!

Will you ruin your reputation? Come on, come on!

- Where are you going? - Where are you going, huh? - Come on, don't be shy!

- Xavier! - Listen to me!

But where are you taking me? Among the hams?

Marisa, this frenzy all together, eh!

- Marisa: Come on, undress. - Yes, I undress.

- So, the bill? - Everything paid.

- But how, did you pay? - 10? But go!

- I correct myself with Branca. - Killer whale, what a surprise! Who won the football pools?

- So, do you want to tell us who paid? - Saverio Ravizzi.

Help, guys! He was shocked! Saverio had a stroke!

< Vezio: Quick, to the infirmary!

No, but what an infirmary! No infirmary!

- Take me to the hospital! - Hey!

It's useless, it hurts after eating!

- The doctor is very busy. - Me too.

< Luigi: Already up? - You weren't expecting it, huh?

Here we need to talk seriously.

Go ahead, Ravizzi.

Bellinelli Vezio, Marchini Nereo, De Paolis Stelvio, Tacconi Mario.

- Who are these four? - Workers. Workers!

All fined. They've been fined for 10 days.

Enough, okay?

- What department am I from? - Assembly.

Miss, have the foreman come about the assembly, please.

- Why were they fined? - A quarter of an hour late in the morning.

Come on, don't make me laugh! He puts it on to be a lawyer for lost causes?

< The regulation You know him better than me, right?

There you have it: sanctions are legitimate paid by late workers.

- Here! - No use, I know him better of you. This is a special case.

From Bissola, up to 10 days ago, the bus came up to Tamperletti,

at 7:00 he was at the gate, on time for entry. Clear? - Yes.

And for 10 days, damn Kaiser, no more stopping!

And the boys should walk, the 3.5 km from Bissola to here in 5 minutes?

- And what do they have, the propeller in their balls? - Mm!

Did he call me, Mr. Tamperletti?

< Yes. Because the bus doesn't stop anymore to the factory? < I asked, doctor.

They say the stop, for yourself 4 passengers, created a liability.

- At that time... - Well, if it created a liability...

I don't care about passivity. You had to move, act,

start a fight to defend the interests of the workers!

Words! Words! We need facts, Tamperletti!

At that time...

Bellinelli Vezio!

Present!

- What did you bring? - A bedside table and a chair.

Well, put it there.

- Marchini Nereo! < Present! I'm here!

- What is it? - A sofa.

Ah, well done! Put here, for long. So, for a long time. Good boy.

- De Paolis Stelvio! < Present! Present!

- And what is this? - A carpet.

- A carpet to do a roadblock? - Eh!

You have a roll instead of the brain?

- The carpet has no texture! Put it there! What a head! - Throw it here.

- Heels Mario! Mario Tacconi! - Heels!

- Heels! - Heels!

- Always late!

- I'm coming, don't mess with me! - Move, put it here!

- Hurry up! - Come on, let's block.

- Easy on the armchair. - Hurry up!

< Saverio: Be alert, guys. Please, stay alert!

- Oh! Holy shit! - Who is?

- This isn't one of us. - Who is?

- What are you, earthquake victims? - It's a roadblock, but not for her.

- You are gypsies, with this furniture! - Don't worry, sorry.

- Don't worry! Look at this stuff! - Sorry, eh!

The S.A.T.I. bus about to arrive. But what are you doing?

A brisculetta! - Have you set up a house?

There he is! The lights! Here it comes!

- Take the other side, quickly! I'll put myself in front. - One moment.

I'll put myself in front of it. Ready, eh! Don't worry, he stops. Do not be afraid.

Ready, then.

Ready. Ready?

Ready, huh?

He stays down!

The couch it became an accordion!

Mom's chair! Who tells him?

The bedside!

- Look at the bedside table, he broke it all for me! - The carpet!

- A lost battle is nothing. - Fuck you and your shitty ideas!

- United we will fight... - Ass!

-...and we will achieve other goals. - Ass!

- Increases. - Ass!

- Integrations. - Ass!

Company profit sharing!

You don't understand a thing! Beasts! Cretins!

Is he crazy? Give me the glasses that I can't see anymore!

But what was it that he said?

Gentlemen, this is a hijacking.

Calm down, no harm will come to you. Vadosh! They come down, they come down.

- Why do we have to go down? < The whole world is coming down.

They're coming down!

No! Eight kilometers on foot!

The bus isn't even mine, prison stuff!

< Man: Wretched man! - Hijacker!

- I know who he was! - Who?

Dressed as a barbun, he spoke little the Italian, the was a fedayeen.

Sorry, I missed a solder!

- Careful! - What are you doing?

< Luigi: Ravizzi...

What are you doing, scolding? I blew my nose and lost my rhythm.

- Look... - Try to find instead a new way to make refrigerators!

It's not this. They stole the S.A.T.I. bus!

And for me? You don't think it was me!

Maybe it was you because you wanted to change your car.

Come on, be a good boy, Ravizzi, my father loved her, he knows it.

I'm here to help you, eh!

- Do you really want to help me? - Certain!

So hold this, I'm going to do it a drop of water. Here, have fun.

Do something, right?

Stopped! Turn it off!

Saverio, what was it?

Cu it was! Cu it was!

After 20 you're in the north do you still talk that way?

- Nothing happened. In fact, I'm very happy! - Mm!

So, since you're so cheerful,

why don't you take me on Sunday in Switzerland to eat chocolate?

At the grocer you will find all the Swiss chocolate you want.

- Yes, but it's not Swiss Switzerland. - And what do you care?

- Ah! - Where are the guys? - Delia goes to a friend's house to do homework.

Giuseppe went out with the Gillette motorbike. You know, at her age girls...

I worked at his age. I did not know not even how the girls were made.

Other times! Me too at his age I didn't know how to make love.

Why, now you know?

- What do you mean, Saverio? - Nothing nothing.

Who is? - < Who? - Go and see. - Mm.

< Teresa: Jesus, Mary! Jesus, Mary!

There are two gentlemen and the Carabinieri Marshal!

What a shame! The police at our house!

Shut up, they're not coming to us! With so many tenants there!

The thief from the 3rd floor enters and gets out of jail.

They came to us, Saverio. Saverio, what do I do?

- What do I do, Saverio? - Open but I'm not there, okay?

Make up an excuse, say I went to buy cigarettes. Clear? Understood?

I understand!

- Clear? - Be clear.

< I'm not here! - I understand, I'm not an idiot!

< Marshal: Good evening, madam. Is Xavier there?

< Yes, of course. In the kitchen he is. Um... he escaped me.

But I say, the only Sicilian who confesses everything to the police--

- Good evening, Ravizzi. - Mm!

This is the driver of the stolen bus. And this gentleman is the owner.

- Pleasure. Take a seat. < Marshal: Saverio,

Saverio, we have serious doubts that you took the bus.

- I? - My driver he recognized it, right?

- Yes, it's him. - Allow me?

Do you still recognize me?

- Of course I recognize you even without it eyeglasses! It's you! - Come on, stupid!

Let's go!

You're good, Lieutenant Sheridan, but be careful!

- Teresa, accompany the gentlemen. - Please, over here. - Here.

Go there!

- I exchange a few confidential words with this gentleman. - With me?

I would know someone which could get you the bus back.

I understand. How much?

No, no money. He's not starving!

- Only two conditions. - We feel.

- Withdrawal of the complaint. - And then?

Restoration of the stop in front of Tamperletti!

- Mm! - Hmm?

- I have to think. - Take or leave.

- He knows that buses are flammable. - Is it blackmail?

- Yes. - Ah, well! Then I'll take it.

- Where is my bus? < There, in the abandoned quarry.

Ingenious! Can I come too?

Come, come.

Not a bad hideout, eh?

Better get away now, before anyone arrives.

- Saverio: Where is the starter? - Maybe it's that one.

We must be near a barracks, I heard a trumpet.

- Was it three rings? Hate! - Why, what is it?

It's the mine blasting signal. This quarry is not abandoned!

Darnit! Let's hope we make it in time!

This damn engine is cold!

- Ah! - Uh!

Nothing! Nothing!

Nothing! It's just dirt!

What is this? What nonsense is this? What did you do to my bus?

- What have you done? It's destroyed! - It's just mud, don't worry.

- It's clay. - Clay? There are at least 200,000 lire in damages!

- Who pays? - it. It's my fault and I'll pay.

- I only ask for a long installment. - Well...

- Are 150 installments okay? - What?

But it doesn't end here, see you in court!

I'll send you to jail! In jail!

If I went to the paint shop, it would be 122 lire an hour more.

And I would have the right too, after 15 years of seniority!

- Ask Tamperletti. - do you ask him a favor?

- No, I'm not down. - And don't get down.

And as I ask him the favor, by phone? Never!

Dear Tamperletti, speaks Ravizzi Saverio, assembly department.

I've been in your factory for 15 years. I demand that it take effect immediately

you arrange to move me to the painting department. Good morning!

- Good morning! - Oh!

- Pro-- < Tamperletti speaks, this is my recorded voice.

< I am temporarily absent.

< You have 20 seconds to leave a message starting now.

But look what you come up with!

I...

< Tamperletti speaks, this is my recorded voice.

< I am temporarily absent.

< You have 20 seconds to leave a message starting now.

AND...

Tamperletti,

I've been there for 15 years now in your factory, 15 years!

But go and die killed!

I'm not mad at her. Go, go.

Darnit!

< Tamperletti speaks, this is my recorded voice.

< I am temporarily absent.

< You have 20 seconds to leave a message starting now.

So-no Ra-viz-zi! Stop.

Cause serv-vi-ce quin-di-ci-na-le

I ask for trans-sphere re-par-to painting!

Suspension! Stop work!

Suspension! Come out with me! Come out!

Come all around me! Here, everyone around me.

Take off your masks. The masks, take them off!

Breathe deeply! Breathe!

One two! With the nose.

One two!

Doctor?

- Sorry, doctor... < Yes?

- What's up? - The painting department he suspended his work. They are stopped.

- Bring me your jacket and tie. - Right away.

This is Ravizzi.

One... Duel Here. Are you coughing a little?

cigarettes, I smoke 40 a day!

Don't talk nonsense! It's the oxide of mercury eating your lungs!

Look at this, he looks like my grandfather! How old are you, 30?

- 35? How old are you? - 58. I'm from the 14th.

Look, you're wrong. To me, you're wrong.

Well... One...

Maximum 40, look. 58 you show, but maximum 40.

- Oh, maybe! - Safe? Tell the truth.

- One two! A-- - Ravizzi! - Huh? Present!

This is the reward?

The paint department he was the calmest in the factory!

There were the beauties sleeping in the woods! Luckily they have woken up now!

Yep, Prince Charming has arrived! A kiss and everyone awake!

- Make me laugh! - Yes, laugh, laugh!

Laugh at this fucking cap spray painted!

- Come on, what's the problem now? - Yes works in an unhealthy and dangerous environment.

You breathe mercury oxide, that would be to say: poison!

- Yes, he does the chemical analysis with his nose! - Of course? Look at it being born!

I smell it. Now, for example, I smell carrion!

Listen, Ravizzi, listen too:

they came a month ago those of the hygiene office

to analyze the ventilation system.

- Bullshit! - Do you know what the result is? Negative!

View? You're intoxicated too and you just arrived!

- I got fresh on the square! - Nonsense!

Absolutely negative! We don't lose time, to work, that I pay for! Force!

- Go to work! - And even if you pay?

- Move! - Sheep! Look at the scabs, at work!

If you have courage, tell me "go to work"!

Ravizzi, go to work!

Nice courage! You pay and I work. But do you call this courage?

Exploiter and poisoner!

Ah!

Saverio: Don't be afraid, go.

- Eh, how much you weigh! - I am sorry!

It's not your fault but Agnelli's. There's not even room for two on the 600!

Push, come on! Push!

Saverio: Ouch! Wait!

There is glass, I'll cut my balls off. Wait.

Saverio: Come down slowly.

- Oh God, no! - Holy cow! Shh!

< Guardian: But muchela there, damn cat!

Saverio: 'nduma!

Quickly!

What the hell plumber are you? Bellinelli Vezio?

< Hurry up to work, I even paid you well!

Vezio: Hey, get to work the master you too now?

< Saverio: Do not answer. Shut up and work!

Saverio: Come. You will not have forgotten to bring the hammer, right?

< Then beat.

< Beat slowly. Not so strong!

< Yes, yes.

< Saverio: Enough now.

- But what is this noise? - It's me who's teeth are chattering.

Let's go, little shit.

Today is a day of celebration!

the second one is even more beautiful!

- Good morning, boss. - Good morning.

- Ravizzi, turn on the vacuum cleaner! < Ready, boss!

- Has Tamperletti arrived? - What do you care?

- Nothing, but has it arrived? - Attack, attack!

I obey!

and the goldfinch flies,

< Luigi: What a smell! Meh!

Mh!

Ma...

Ohi! Oh!

< Man: What happened?

Make way, please. Doctor, do you think it's the heart?

No heart, doctor, it's intoxication from concentrated mercuric oxide.

- Internist? - No, trade unionist.

So, was I right, yes or no? Did you see that the mercury was there?

Let's put in a nice little system ventilation, huh? Tamperlets!

- Ravizzi... - Yes?

You're a big son of a bitch.

< Speaker: Tamperletti presents: Tamperrrietti with love!

< Orselli: Huh? So, what do you say?

- Well. Not bad! - Thank you thank you.

No, I was talking about the girl.

Ninth. I meant advertisingly.

Ah! Well.

Well. A lot, for what it takes!

- If there is any objection, say so. - Eh, opposition, dear Orselli...

Today the life of an Italian industrialist it is a continuous war.

VAT arrives and does not arrive, the dollar it goes down, the workers ask for the moon...

How many times have I thought about...

- Sell? - Already. To sell.

- Do it. - What?

I suggest you sell everything: factory, annexes and related.

< A German group he would be very interested in the deal.

And then? Can you see me without my business?

Hand! With cash you can start any business.

For example, it is for sale that nice hotel in St. Moritz.

Orselli, Tamperletti is a joint-stock company.

- Do you know what my percentage is? - 46.45%.

- But he's well informed! - You could buy more.

Here, at the list price! Nice idiot, I'd get a great deal!

Hand! No! You play low, dammit!

Let it go to waste for a while the company and stock go down.

He has them bought by a frontman and when he has the majority it's done,

sells everything.

Listen, Orselli, if this is the case my father felt it,

he kicked her out kick in the thing, in the ass!

- It seemed to me that... - No, she's a bastard!

She doesn't care about anything!

- Would you do me a favor instead? - Damn, that's what I'm here for!

He gives me the number back of that hot girl from Carosello?

< Guests: Hurray! Hurray! Long live the newlyweds!

< Best wishes! Viva!

< Best wishes! And sons!

Long live the newlyweds!

Speech! Speech! Speech! Speech!

I'll say a few words.

Saverio, you don't want us do a rally here too?

- No, don't worry. I'm just saying... < Ssh!

Long live the newlyweds!

< Woman: Hurray!

- I won't say anything else. - Here you are!

I'm not saying that among the guests There are some faces I don't like!

< Which face it's about, I'm not saying.

- And who says that? I do not speak. - Saverio, please, be a good boy!

Marisa, don't worry, I won't say it. I don't speak, I don't say anything.

I'm not saying, for example,

what a Tamperletti increases the production rate,

but famous ones profit sharing

don't even talk about it!

Calm! I won't say it anyway!

I'm not saying either that the famous canteen was a rip-off

because they push you forward stuff with worms

and they keep you 380 lire per meal!

I'm not saying it! I shut up.

No, I'm not talking! I do not say anything! And what the hell! I do not talk.

Long live the newlyweds!

Hurray! Hurray!

I'm not saying anything.

I just take a look at the gift

than the billionaire Tamperletti he granted to the best worker of him,

to Marisa.

Ah, by golly!

Actually, sorry but this is exactly what we need: shit! A key ring!

Made of real faux leather! Compliments!

How much did it cost you, huh?

Two or three thousand lire at least! Luigino, are you in danger of bankruptcy?

Ravizzi, why don't you try opening it?

Ah, I have to open it! I open it, Maybe I'll find a brilliant person there.

No! A key. A solid gold key.

No, iron!

It's the key to an apartment.

< Groom: Mr. Luigi he offered us his apartment,

two rooms and bathrooms. < Marisa: And a year's rent paid,

until next October. It was a really nice gift, eh!

And what did I know? Nobody tells me anything.

The others were all aware.

- I saw a key ring and... < Luigi: Ravizzi, be good!

What did he want me to put on the table, an apartment?

< Man: You lost a chance to shut up!

Cake! Cake! Cake! Cake! Cake! Cake!

You made me look good, Tamperletti. You fooled me!

The key ring on the table you put it there to fool me!

To humiliate me!

'Cause you're a big son of a bitch, Tamperletti Luigi.

Because you're an asshole!

- Congratulations! Much happiness! - Thank you dear.

< Orselli: Congratulations, house and rent paid!

I'd take him out tomorrow a little star on the Courier.

- "Master and friend". Huh? - Ninth. Leave it alone, Orselli.

It's that new building on the ring road.

Ah, the unlicensed one who has some trouble with the municipality.

Now that I've put two workers on it They're not going to throw it down on me, right? Eh!

< Tamperletti speaks, this is my recorded voice.

< I am temporarily absent.

< You have 20 seconds to leave a message starting now.

< Luigi: It guarantees operation, True? < Technical: 100%!

< Every sound has its own identity card. < Yes, yes.

This is the ID card obtained from your answering machine.

< Well, let's get started.

Go first. Please take a seat at the microphone.

- I can? - Not only can, but must!

- I'll do it Mr. Tamperletti. - Decide, please.

Harder. So nothing comes!

-Did you hear what he said? After you. - Mr. Tamperletti, I'll do it, eh!

No, it's not him.

- Sorry, eh! - Thank you. That way.

- Sorry, Mr. Tamperletti. < Go away!

Next one.

Please take a seat at the microphone.

- Sorry, eh! < Luigi: Go!

It's not him.

- Thank you. - Duty.

Please have a seat.

Shh!

- Um... - Hmm?

Please, next one.

Now that's progress:

the master who asks you to get ripped off!

No.

- Please take a seat at the microphone. - Come on come on!

Ninth. It's not him.

No, it's not him.

Ninth.

Another.

Di Vittorio began

- Please take a seat at the microphone.

By Vittorio...

Get rid of all these machines, I made the raspberry on the phone!

Gentlemen, thank you. You can go.

You can go, thanks. Go, go.

Dear Ravizzi, I was sure of it. But I wanted to have mathematical certainty.

Let me get out of curiosity: why you are put last in line? What is it, fear?

Am I afraid of you?

to let you be ridiculed by every department.

Is the little business moving there? Huh?

It's the best day of my life, Tamperletti Luigi!

of the consequences of his action?

Certain. Work contract, article 78, paragraph 4:

"Offense to the employer", that would be you,

"appropriate fine with suspension up to 30 days". I pay!

There is also the penal code. I could report it.

- That would be cowardly. - Yes.

Yes, Ravizzi, a coward.

But since this time it's about, as you say where you come from,

of a "question of honor", then we can resolve it between us.

No? Man to man!

- What do you want to do, fight with me? - Don't you like it? Fear?

Forget about it! Scared of a slacker like you!

You screwed yourself, Tamperletti Luigi. You invited me to the wedding!

Let's start with this one!

- Poor doctor, what do they do to him? - They're slaughtering him!

< Man: Poor Tamperletti!

All right?

Damn yours! You learned the Japanese fight to screw me!

Teresa: Switzerland is beautiful, it looks like a postcard!

Saverio: At this time it was sunny, but it rains here.

But it's Swiss rain, not rain rain.

- No, it's sunny. - Eats.

- Eats! - The sweeties they give you diarrhea!

< Not to me.

Saverio: Feel the fine air, other than the paint shop!

- Look at those beautiful mountains! - Beautiful!

Don't always look at the chocolates, look around!

Look at the lake, nature!

- What are you doing, are you crazy?

You are crazy! We want to let people know that we are Italian?

Here it is a crime to throw things on the floor, there are special baskets. Here you are!

This is a special trash can.

- View? Look here. - Ordered.

Does it take a long time to get clean? What the hell!

Xavier, why Aren't we moving to Switzerland?

< Because they negotiate Italian workers like dogs!

Swiss swans, overfed! Imagine if they eat my crumbs!

Swiss Guard, overfed.

But look, isn't it Tamperletti?

< Luigi, it's me, Ravizzi! - Holy cow! That pain in the ass here too!

- Who is he, chubby? - That.

I caught you in the video! Coloured!

- He caught us in the color film! - What are you doing? Leave him alone!

Stay here, don't move! - Hey!

Louis! But look at this!

< Hey there! Dear Saverio, how are you?

- What happened to you? - Why? - I've never seen you so cheerful!

- Is business going well? You come to bring the billions to Switzerland! - it?

- That Swiss car I didn't know you!

- It's just... all week in the city, the fog, the smog... - But...

- Come here on Sundays... - To breathe. - Here you are.

Blessed are you! I am with my wife, great satisfaction!

- You, on the other hand, are in good company!

- Don't think... - Beautiful girl! Who is?

- Someone I gave a lift to. - I know her. She's not ...

- No. - Why not? Yes I know her! It's the one from...

- "Tamperrrread with love!" - No!

- Eh, what are you! - No, it looks like us. Ravizzi...

- I admire you very much, miss. - Yes?

- We work in the same branch. - Do you do carousels?

- No, refrigerators. In the factory. - Ah! Chubby, I'm cold!

- Chubby! - Don't call me "chubby"! Let's go.

- Happy birthday, chubby! - No.

Believe me, between me and that girl there is nothing, only work relationships.

But then you're a big fool! That's all there is to it.

underage! - The ass is for an adult!

I didn't even have a coffee!

Dude, I'm tired. Let's go to the hotel, come on!

- What hotel, miss? Don't say nonsense! - Like, which hotel?

- Didn't we book here at the Royal? - Never said such a thing!

Don't try to be clever or to set me up, eh!

Set you up? But if you're behind me for a month! You should have bought me the Piaget!

- This is a crazy young mythomaniac! - Am I crazy? - Yes!

I declare that I am in love of my wife more than anything in the world

and I could never have intercourse with no other woman.

Oh, is that so? All right!

Taxi! Taxi! At the station!

You made your chubby mad! What kind of idiot are you?

Helpless!

She listens to me, run after her or you'll lose her.

No, it's better this way, she's so crazy. Rather give me the film.

- I do not understand. - The film with me and that, the little film!

What a rush! I'll have it printed then I cut the piece and send it to you.

- Saverio, are you there?

This is how it gets light! It's in there the lake, the swans! You're crazy?

- I order you to give me the film! - Oh, you're not in a factory here!

- You are abroad, under Swiss law! - I want her! - Watch this!

- I know her, she wants to do it union blackmail! - Stopped!

Help, a Swiss robber! The "film camera"!

- Police! Leave my husband alone! - Don't scream, idiot!

Ah, Mrs. Ravizzi! Allows? I'm Tamperletti, from Tamperletti.

- Tamper beds. - Mister master! - What a master! Are we in the Middle Ages?

- But it's Tamperletti! - You see, I have them asked to borrow the camera,

but he doesn't want to give it to me, he says it ruins the film.

-Of course he gives it to us. Real? - No!

- The film doesn't fit anyway! < Is it empty?

Yes, it's too expensive in Italy. I bought it here, from the Swiss tobacconist.

- I saved 50 lire! - Ah! Ah!

- But is it ever possible? You could have warned me! - But of what?

- Be careful! - Where is the station? - First street on the right.

- WELCOME TO ITALY -

Good morning. Please, passports.

Thank you.

- Good morning. Cigarettes? - Nothing to declare!

Go.

- Xavier! - Yes?

You see? We have them screwed!

Dishonesty!

- Saverio, what are you doing? - Shut up!

- Saverio, they're arresting us! - I'll send you to prison!

But what is that madman doing?

- Listen...

As an honest citizen I declare that we smuggled by mistake:

5 boxes of Lindt and 3 of Droste, tubular.

- It's this one. < Teresa: Saverio! Xavier!

< Financier 1: Go ahead, please!

< Again.

< Employee: Who is that? < Financier 2: An idiot!

< Teresa: Saverio!

- Which is? Is it the alarm clock? -You put your feet on the sofa!

Where do I stick them, in my pocket? What do we want to do?

Once at Christmas we go out all together, do we want to be at peace?

- Dad, it's time to go. The mass is about to begin. - I'm ready.

- The freshly ironed dress you'll get creased! - I do not care!

Imagine if I go to mass to show off the dress!

Not you, huh? You don't even know where is modesty at home! - Dad!

- And where is Giuseppe? I do not see it. - Boy it is.

- What does that have to do with anything?

- Where? - Boy it is!

- Where? - To the Firefly.

Yes? Now I'll teach him love for family to your child!

On your knees, with the family, at least at Christmas.

< Priest: In the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit. < Faithful: Amen.

< Priest: Grace of our Lord Jesus Christ

and the communion of the Holy Spirit be with you all.

< The grace and peace of God...

Xavier... - Hmm?

- But who did you bring me? - Your son.

But this is not Giuseppe!

- Of course? - Look!

- Ah! - They're all the same, These long-haired men, of course!

There was a misunderstanding, be patient.

- It can also go. He goes ahead. - I thought you were from the police.

- While I'm at it, let's say a prayer. - There you go, well done!

< Priest: The son of God he wanted to be born in a hut,

in a humble place,

to make us feel even more that he is our brother.

on the night of Holy Christmas

that every man feels like a son of a single father.

- And so... - I ask to speak!

Saverio Ravizzi, we are in church!

- It's not a factory assembly! - Don Carlo, it's Christmas,

I have to say something to the brothers. Just a call, a few seconds.

- It's very unusual, but go ahead and talk. - Thank you.

Well, it's Christmas.

And they returned from Switzerland 8 working brothers of our country,

to spend a few days happily with their families.

< There are those who have a sick father, some the mother, some the little son,

who's the sister, who...

Oh yes! I'll get to the point.

I travel often

and among other nations I also visited Switzerland,

and I know how they are treated there, I ask that these 8 brothers

they should never return in the stepmother Foreign Land!

I ask that they stay here in Bissola, which is their home, their homeland!

- A heartfelt appeal, thank you! - Let me finish. She interrupts me!

Here in Bissola Lambro, my brothers, the industry flourishes!

< Yes, brother Tamperletti that you get nervous and smile sardonicly.

Brother Luigi Tamperletti is here which has a beautiful and big factory!

And therefore, on behalf of the 8 families of the emigrants,

I ask you, brother, that these 8 mean guys

they don't have to go looking for each other anymore the bitter bread across the border,

but that they find employment at Tamperrrietti in Bissola Lambro!

- Fedeli: Right! Well! - Brothers, I beg you! We are before the Lord!

- Fedeli: Well done! Good boy! - Good, huh?

- Listen, Ravizzi... - Brother Ravizzi!

Be good, don't be silly to church on Christmas night!

Oh yes? In your opinion I would be a buffoon to ask you to hire 8 workers?

- I already have 142 working here! And with the current times! - Well?

142 plus 8 equals 150 rounds.

Tamperletti, it's Christmas, eh!

You can't say no to me.

- Do you want an answer here, now? - Yes then?

- No! - The Lord be with you! Let's pray.

forgive our sins...

Close. Have a good trip, Martino.

Pick him up, we'll send him away right away.

- You can't go through here! - Protesters: No!

But I have to make deliveries, I have to be in Germany tomorrow!

Instead you stay here, so you celebrate New Year's Eve at home.

But what a New Year's Eve, I'm from Benevento!

Smile, can't you see the press is there? They publish your photo in the newspaper!

- What do I do? - Let's call the master. - It's in the mountains, in two hours it's here.

- Some hot coffee. - Thank you.

- Old man: It's cold and humid. - Yes, it's humid.

He also thinks to those above, those over there.

- Cover up, it's cold. - Thank you.

- Thank you. And you? - I have my jacket.

- And then now I'm going by car. Come you too? - No, I'm staying in the trenches.

Cover yourselves, the night is long.

We've been here for three hours!

Here is Yogi Bear.

< Vezio: Are you fem now? Shall I smash his face?

- Nice dirty thing! - You forced me to do it.

Do you know what he's up to?

- There are 60 refrigerators on the truck to be delivered abroad! - And thereby?

Do you want to make me pay millions in penalties? You are a vandal!

- Tamperletti Luigi, Be careful how you talk, you know! - Otherwise?

Nothing. Accept the sacrosanct requests, hire the workers and the truck leaves.

- No! The truck leaves anyway! Tell me! - Eh!

- Martino! -

- Start the car and go! - You all are crazy, what do I do with all those there?

- Refuses? - Of course I refuse! I did not understand!

- Now I'll show you how it's done! - And you do it!

Don't be afraid, bluff. He says, he says, but I assure you he won't leave.

< Saverio: Ugh, no! Tamperletti, stay! Ferma!

< You scoundrel, stop! Stop! Stopped!

Don't run away! Go back to your seats, idiots!

Fermi! Let's fight for a just cause!

< Workers: Saverio! Careful!

Santa Rosalia, make him stop!

< Worker: Look how that overwhelms you!

All right, Ravizzi, that's enough. He won.

- Get up, it's over. < Marisa: But how can he do it, he fainted!

Xavier! Xavier!

- Am I dead? - Marisa: Of course, you won!

- Saverio: Tamperletti! -I hire his 8 workers.

- Happy? - Yes, but it's not enough.

- I have to make another request. - Still? - Yes.

You have to put the music in the factory.

The piped music!

Records by Claudio Villa.

He's good, he's good!

Well, I live there.

Well, bye then.

HI. You'll have to hurry, in a few hours it will be midnight.

- The new year begins. - Eh!

- How do you spend midnight? - In the tub. - Huh?

In bed, at my house.

My parents are asleep at this time, imagine if they celebrate the new year.

maybe you have a lot of friends.

- Night, champagne... - Eh!

< Blessed are you! - But go! I'm going home alone!

I'll write a nice article on the heroic action of Saverio Ravizzi

and then I go to bed. I am so tired!

Well... So, bye.

Happy New Year.

- Unless... - Unless what?

Nothing. It was a bit of a crazy idea. And then you have a wife, children...

Certain. What are we kidding?

It is midnight! Midnight!

- Me too! - Drink.

I got all wet!

- French way! French way! - No, stop it!

- Happy New Year, Saverio. - Happy New Year, Vera.

It seems like you don't make love for 10 years.

- Since nine. - Huh?

- Mh-mh! - Poor! Poor!

Oh!

I miss the tub. I'm used to the edges of the tub.

- I got scared! - Poor Vera!

What a beautiful party! HI.

Hey there! Good.

Hello, hello.

Hey, gut neues Jahr! Fine thanks.

Hello! Be good, huh?

Oh, finally! Ouch!

- See, I arrived in time! - Bye dear!

- Engineer Martellini. - Congratulations! - Thank you.

- Nice to meet you, engineer, well done! - Gustavo Martellini.

- We're going that way. - Please, I'll join you right away. - At that time?

- So, what can you tell me? - Good, as you advised.

- Ah! - Yes, I gave it to Ravizzi. Total unconditional surrender!

- He had to see the truck scene, I was a phenomenon! - Stupendous!

- When will the elections be? - In 15 days.

Attention! Attention!

Let's read the voting results.

Blank cards: 4.

D'Alessio Costanzo, votes 16.

Taruffi Cesare, votes 28. - Crowd: Well done! Well!

Independent list: Ravizzi Saverio...

- What? Is it a joke? - One moment. - Silence!

There is an error. I didn't introduce myself candidate, I have not signed any list.

We are just the counting commission,

there are votes in your favor and we take note of it. Clear?

Independent list: Ravizzi Saverio, votes 102!

< Saverio: It's not worth it, I don't know anything!

What do I have to do? Tell me, I don't know.

Come on, let me get down from up here!

Alright, everyone at the bar, I'll pay!

< Speaker: Ravizzi Saverio in the direction.

- Uh, always Claudio Villa! - Never a Battisti album!

Bye thank you.

I like it a lot.

- Congratulations. - Later.

- Congratulations! Smart! - I'm ready the claims package!

- And this is only the beginning, then comes the rest! - Do not give up!

- I would like to ask you something else. - You still have time.

- Do you know Filippo? - I don't have the pleasure.

- Is he your boyfriend? - No, the dog. I would like to take it to the factory.

He's bored at home.

Ask the master if he moves me from the window?

There is a whirlwind right on his shoulder and it hurts.

Do you want to change places? Let's change.

Sorry, Ravizzi, but do these seem serious to you?

I don't understand you. In 15 years you are not I couldn't even get the toilets clean.

The workers make requests and I, like their representative, I go and introduce them.

I don't talk about it, I do the facts!

But there are more important things to discuss.

The national contract expires in 8 months, you know it? Those are serious things!

- How long until it expires? - In 8 months.

We'll talk about it in 8 months, There are more urgent things here!

I've got a bomb in mind, you can't even imagine it!

- The bombs, yes! Let's put the bombs! - Yes! The bombs!

- The cutlet! - Avoid the plate.

Excuse me! Companions! Workers!

Good news!

- We broke off negotiations. - And you call it good news?

- Silence, you dirty Kaiser! - Saverio, they screwed you.

I said good news and there is reason. Now he'll talk to you, then you'll understand.

Tamperletti Luigi, come up.

Dear friends...

< I have carefully examined all of them the requests submitted by Ravizzi.

< They are certainly acceptable.

On just one point we couldn't find ourselves in agreement: on the question...

On the question of profit sharing.

Workers: To profits? What's this?

Did you understand the bomb? Huh?

This is an increase on envelopes wages of around 16,500 lire per week!

I, personally, agree and I accept Ravizzi's request.

But I know well my shareholder partners.

I don't know if they will willingly accept such a solution.

< Saverio: Calm down.

< Luigi: Unless they find each other when faced with an action of force.

I mean... Shh!

That is, an all-out strike starting right now!

Ravizzi!

- Ravizzi! - Huh?

The strike is a weapon to be used intelligently! In extreme cases!

And this isn't?

As representative of the CGIL I ask that the decision be postponed

see you after careful examination of the situation. - But...

As a representative of the CISL I fully agree with my colleague.

Are you going to be scabs? Shall we start all over again?

- Chat, discussions, words! - Who's talking?

I understand. Excuse me for a moment.

- Oh! - Get this plate out of the way, be patient!

Since there are some second thoughts, I'll move on to the votes.

Whoever is in favor of the strike, raise your hand!

Here, clearer than that!

- At this point it's better warn Rome. - And soon too!

- Oh, where are you going? - Off to work!

Are you crazy? Are you scabs?

- Where are you going? - Strikebreakers!

- Stop! - Where do you want to go?

< Saverio: Stop! Have you gone crazy? No violence!

- No violence. - These guys want to go to work!

And what do you care? What do you care? Do they want to work? It's their right!

- So what about the strike? - Whoever feels it does it!

Those who have the courage to suffer go on strike to improve the working class!

Who is ready to fight, disgusted by the capitalist system!

But there is freedom and everyone is free to do what he wants. Please.

But if those who don't join... Let me pass.

If when it's all over,

it will still be found on your pay slip the production bonus, oh well...

Then it will be his conscience to tell him: "You made a mistake!".

Let them pass.

Nail.

- Come on, go inside! - No.

Come in, don't be afraid. You can come in.

- No, nol - I knew it! I was sure!

- Well done! They are good guys! - They were wrong.

- They are true companions! - Enough, to your seats.

Yet another victory!

- But isn't it Giuliana? - Yes.

Did you see that beautiful posture?

- Giuliana! - Yes?

- If you were born in China, you know how would they have called you? - As?

C'han-bel-cul!

How long will this brothel last?

Not much. In a couple of days the shareholders drop their pants.

< Worker: What if they don't lower them? - We'll get them down for you.

< Workers: What are you waiting for? Tamperlets!

Fuck you! They make the music Japanese and they won't let me sleep!

-2 and 6 is 8. - Fuck!

- But you're lucky! Enough! - Chiapa here!

Ace. Well.

So... Paro, paro, paper shoots paro. And what's wrong with you, huh? What do you have?

- I would play the King. - What does it have to do with it the king? And then what do you care about?

Tony!

Tony!

But look! Where the hell did you come from?

- Tonino Pagliari, a friend from Rome. - Pleasure.

A son of a cow! He left me during the Pirelli march.

Why are you here? Are you passing through or stopping?

- I came to talk to you. - With me? - Yes.

But then it's serious.

You're out of work! But it's bad here, there isn't much work.

- Thanks, but that's not why I'm here. - Oh, no? Then speak!

- A glass of wine for Tonino! - Wait!

- Maybe it's better to talk alone. - Come home, so you can meet my parents.

- I have already been there. They had told them you were here. - Oh yes?

- Did you come by car? - No, by train.

I have the car, but to save fuel...

- Because of the strike? - Do you know that too? Come, mount.

Tonino Pagliari!

Do you remember the famous march?

- Is this northern fog? - You'll see from around my house!

What job do you do? Wait, let me guess.

- Merchant. Did I guess? - No, I work in the unions.

Oh, you too? In what factory?

- General direction. - Ah!

And the linings?

Tonino, you worked a miracle after 15 years!

- What did you say? I do not understand. - I understand.

- At that time... - Yes.

- Please make yourselves comfortable! Rest assured, free. - Take a seat.

After 15 years! Do you realise, Tonino?

- So... - Well, we're exaggerating.

To the two of us. As never after so many centuries did you remember Ravizzi Saverio?

Maybe they are too many. I better go.

< No, ma'am. Remains, his advice is necessary.

Do I stay? Thank you.

< Here, Xavier, I came for your strike.

Ah well! In Rome they approve, right?

They want to extend the agitation to other sectors?

No, in Rome they disapprove.

Pigs! The usual backward Romans, UFO bread eaters and Southerners too!

- But you're Sicilian too! - I have become Europeanized.

- Come on, continue. - Xavier, do you know what a yellow union is?

Well... Maoist, Chinese stuff.

We have nothing to do with them, I can guarantee it.

which is formed by the will of the master.

Instead of doing the interests of the workers,

acts to help the aims of the employer.

Nice shit! Stuff to hang them!

Yours, Xavier, it's a yellow union.

- How dare you? < Your master favored your election.

and now he uses you like a puppet.

And you come from Rome to say this bullshit? I puppet!

It's true that Tamperletti is happy of the strike announcement?

Yes.

But what does it have to do with it?

< Pagliari Tonino!

Listen to me carefully, unblock your ears: I am an honest person,

elected with the consent of the workers. What the fuck do you understand?

- Reasoning doesn't want to happen, as always! - Don't get involved, you ignorant Southerner!

I don't warm my ass in an armchair in Rome, you know? I act, I move!

- I continue on my way. - Well no! You stay still, now!

Stop fussing, understand?

- Who says that? - We say it and you have to listen to us!

- No!

I mean, who do you think you are? You are nobody!

What, no one?

I... I!

I got the canteen! Had the purifier installed!

Move stops, hire new workers! the!

I look after their interests!

I'm not a puppet in the master's hands, me!

They love me! They respect me! I am here...

I am a Di Vittorio! And I don't take orders from anyone!

So let's say I advise you to suspend the strike.

I'm not suspending anything, understand?

You once dumped me in the middle of the road. Now what do you want to do?

Give me another stab in the back?

How much sugar?

- Come on, those were different times. - No!

Now it's the same. You're the usual cowardly bastard.

- And you, a naive fool! - Do you swear? Asshole!

Dad, don't be ridiculous, Mr. Tonino is right.

You shut up! Shameless and underdeveloped!

< Saverio, you've gone crazy! Excuse me, Mr. Tonino.

Well done! Beautiful family!

Everyone against me! Exactly when one would need their help!

By force! An idiot arrives from Rome to talk rubbish

and one takes the cellophane off the seats, the other calls her father "ridiculous"!

- Do you all agree? - Calm down, Saverio.

No, I don't calm down. No!

In fact, I'll kick this furniture disgusting! this shitty furniture!

< Like this! Because I'm pissed off!

From the living room! Some Swiss chocolates! Of the walnut table!

- From the factory! The wife's! Children! - Are you crazy? Stopped!

- Of all! - Calm down, Saverio!

Do you know what's new? I'm leaving.

I'm leaving you out of disgust!

- Come on, enough! Take it easy! - Get up, Tonino! Get up!

And you...

- Dad! - Shh! Shh!

So?

What happened that was so serious?

- I ran away from home. < Like a kid?

I planted everything: wife, children, living room, everything!

I have decided,

I came to live with tel! Only with you.

You alone understand me, Vera.

- Vera, who is it at this time? - Good evening. - Excuse me a moment.

All right.

- I didn't know you had a brother. -He is not my brother.

- Cousin? -He IS a friend.

Have you hosted him for tonight? Where do you put it? Here he is so small!

Inside the tub!

He sleeps with me.

I understand. Yes, yes, I understand.

In fact, I don't understand a thing! Sorry, after what happened between us!

< You could have warned me, what the hell! I even left my family!

< Saverio...

Xavier...

Do not get angry.

We went through it together a wonderful New Year's Eve.

It wasn't said that we were supposed to get married, right? On!

- Think about it. - Think! Think! Today everyone asks me to think!

- Okay, let's think. I'm leaving to survive-- - Disgust occurred?

For supervening reasoning.

- Goodbye, Vera. - Look, wait.

- What should I wait for? - If you didn't come you to me, I would have come to look for you.

True!

True!

Then you want to be with me!

Go, get out of your bed that furry guy over there!

- I'll go there, actually. - You did not understand, I came to you as a journalist.

Ah! To do what? To take a photograph of me?

As a journalist and friend, to give you very confidential information.

- I don't care about your information!

Tamperletti is making fun of you, he needs it the strike to play downwards.

- Tomorrow meet the partners to buy the majority of the shares. - Well!

- So they will give in to our requests. - No, Xavier.

He does it so he can sell the factory to a German company.

- Wakes up! Wakes up! - Woman: What's happening?

- Women: Who's shouting? What is it, Xavier? - Marchini! Wakes up!

Casiraghi!

< Woman 1: If ghè? < Where is your husband? - In the factory. < Good!

Wakes up! De Paolis, D'Alessio, everyone in the factory!

- Bellinelli! < Woman 2: Did you scream like that?

< Where is Vezio? -He's not here, he's in the factory.

That's better! They understood that we had to go back to work.

< Workers: Buffoons! Buffoons! Buffoons!

Buffoons! Buffoons! Buffoons!

< Buff-phones! Buffoons! Buffoons!

< Buff-phones! Buffoons! Buffoons!

< Worker: Here is Saverio. - What did you do?

Are you crazy? Who told you to occupy the factory?

He couldn't stand it anymore! The master I've been screwing everyone for 40 days!

We had to talk first, discuss!

You are like the others: words, words! It takes facts!

- We looked for you last night! - You weren't at home! Duties?

- In Milan. < From Tamperletti! He was in Milan too!

What are you saying? What are you saying?

We need to stop everything: strike, occupation.

We need to get back to work, soon!

< Worker: So it's true, the boss he paid you! - Shut up, idiot!

- I have to talk to everyone, you have to call them! - Sold!

Guys, it's Ravizzi talking to you! We have to get back to work!

- Traitor! - Get back to work!

< Workers: Sold! Come here! Traitor!

Go away! Get out of the way!

Stop! Don't smash anything! Stop!

- Here! - Throw away the sticks!

Don't touch anything!

Stop! Let's call off the strike, so we can put it up Tamperletti's ass!

Come on, rock!

Saverio: We're ruined with our own hands! Stop!

Police! Call the police!

Traditur, leader! He wants to call the police, this one!

It's for our own good! He sells everything to the Germans!

- Which Germans? Coward! Fascist! - It's the truth, believe me!

But why don't you want to believe me? I had nothing to do with it!

- You bastard! - Mena!

< Mena!

Di Vittorio, help me!

They hurt!

< Di Vittorio: One day you will understand that all this was necessary.

< Enough! Now stop!

< Tonino: Enough! Enough!

< Worker: Enough!

Now stop! Come on, enough! Enough!

- Thank you, Peppino. - But no, Saverio, I'm Tonino.

Ah, Tony!

Come on, come on!

- Tonino: Come on, walk. - Good thing you arrived in time.

I gave these a life!

Years of struggling to improve the conditions of the workers!

- Yes. - Is this the reward?

You were on the wrong side, not from that of the workers.

- I was staying at the master's house? - No, from yours.

Do you want to come work with me in Rome in the unions?

So you will finally do it something useful for the category.

Yes, I'm coming with you. Thanks, Tonino, you're right.

I've been a pain in the ass, rebellious, individualistic,

but with you, in the unions it will be different.

- Look, it's a hard life: nothing pauses, nothing... - Who cares?

I do not care! I work day and night! I like to work!

I don't ask for anything!

- But do they pay overtime? - Sometimes, if there is money.

Sometimes? They have to pay them, Tonino! Are you stupid? Otherwise we'll go on strike!

- Should we go on strike? - And who else? We!

- How many monthly payments do they pay you? - 13.

14, Tonino! But what do you have here?

- And the bonus? - But what bonus?

And the canteen?

Are you an idiot?

And the health insurance? Do not rush! INPS, family allowances...

Good thing I'm coming, so I'll sort everything out.

Family allowances are needed...

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