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-What do you want?
-I've brought you the appliance.

-The what?
-The radio-gramophone.

-Really?
-Sure!

I worked up a real sweat
carrying it up here.

-Let me see.
-Enjoy it!

-Hey, Giovanni!
-What do you want?

You've given me a surprise!
They've delivered the radio.

-What radio?
-The one you ordered.

Me? Are you crazy?
I know nothing about it.

-You know nothing about it?
-Zip! Zilch!

-What did you say?
-I know nothing about it.

Express yourself properly.
He can't understand you.

Isn't this the home of
Gaetano Schioppa?

Schioppa lives opposite.
This is apartment 1 5.

He lives in number 1 6. You
will get me one another time.

Damn it! You could've told
me straight away.

Three flights of stairs only to
find this isn't Schioppa place!

-You're right.
-A lot of good that does me!

Don't take it out on me.
Goodbye.

The same old story.
The haves and the have-nots!

They have a nice apartment,
furnished in style.

They've a telephone and now
even a gramophone too.

-Don't you have a nice home?
-A nice home?

-Two rooms and a kitchen!
-Don't you eat every day?

Sure!
Potatoes at lunch and dinner.

I've put on so much weight,
I need to let out all my clothes.

But you know Gaetano makes
money on the black market.

-I wish you would do the same.
-I make do with my wages.

And we keep eating potatoes.
They say they're good for you.

By eating potatoes
we save money.

If we didn't eat at all,
we'd save even more!

Find yourself another wife,
you good-for-nothing.

Even the guy from number 1 6
gets away with everything.

-Don't talk nonsense.
-They're in business...

... with the guy from number 1 6
and he's making good money.

-His time will come.
-I rue the day I met you....

If I hadn't met you, do you
know where I'd be today?

-At the Scala in Milan.
-Ignoramus!

-Sweeping the stage.
-May your tongue fall out!

-You sound like a machine gun.
-Giovanni, the boss...

... wants you on the phone.
Holy cow! What's happening?

-Has a worId war broken out?
-Let me see.

It's nothing. This is just
a light wood ornament.

-That's worse!
-Why?

-It travels faster.

Hey, Nannina,
you hit the wrong target.

I could call the police
about that guy.

-It slipped out of her hand.
-Oh, sure!

Just look
what happened to me.

-Who hit you in the face?
-Have you two been fighting?

Of course not.
Anyway, it's nothing serious.

Nothing serious?
I might get blood poisoning.

Go to the phone.
The boss is waiting for you.

-Let me see. It's nothing.
-That's easy for you to say.

-A cold compress will fix it.
-A cold compress, my foot!

-It need penicillin.
-Hallo?

Good morning, Miss. It's me,
Giovanni, the chauffeur.

-Is your father there?
-Daddy? It's Giovannino.

Gaetano's truck has
broken down at Cisterna.

Go out there with him
to low it back here...

... and be quick about it! Don't
waste a minute, understood?

So I'm not to be at the disposal
of the S. Silvestro household?

Fine! Non need to get angry!
I'll leave straight away.

Come on, Gaetano, let's go.
The boss is tetchy today.

-So, what's new?
-Very witty!

-This trip will be a real pain.
-Don't be silly! You can...

... carry some passengers
and pocket their fares.

It's incredible.
Every day there's a problem,

a break down, an accident
or some other hitch.

-Keep an eye on those two.
-They'll ruin me.

What's that doing there?

They put my permit to leave...

-... Rome on the back.
-Just a moment.

I normally work in town,
but my papers are in order.

-I picked a few passengers.
-Let's see.

Rossetti! Is it you?

It must be 4 years since
we last saw each other.

Oh, this terrible war! One on
this side, the other non that.

But I've alway said it's only
the mountains that never meet.

English! American!
They're on me.

Do me a favour
for old time's sake.

-Look, I've already paid.
-Be quiet, Grandma.

Can't you see the Sergeant's
doing his job?

We can't even speak
and they call this freedom.

Everything's in order, right?

Who's this little boy with?

Who are you? Answer me.

What's he doing here?
Who let him on board?

He got on with you, didn't he?
Isn't he your son?

-Mine? I'm not married.
-Is that kid your son?

I wish he were. I've been married
for 20 years but have no children.

Come on now, who's he with?
Did he fall from the sky?

-Did the stalk bring him?
-Come here a moment.

-Do you know you'll go to jail?
-Why?

One of you is travelling with
forged papers, no-one knows...

-... where the other comes from.
-The other one's just a kid.

-Show me your log book.
-I don't have eyes in the back.

-Show me your log book.
-Very well.

-Mummy, he's run off!
-Who? The little boy?

Olives. Peas. Would you
like some figs? Here!

They have almonds in them.
And I've some wine, my friend...

-But this is oil.
-The oil's only on the top.

If it were all oil, do you think
I wouldn't have told you?

Would I lie to you? It would
be like lying to my mother.

-Have a taste.
-Where have I seen this guy?

What wine! A real nectar!

It's suffocating in here!
It's like a crematorium oven!

It's absolutely unbearable.

Can you tell us what time
we'll get to Rome?

If it were up to me,
we'd already be there.

Word of honor! It's been a real
pleasure meeting up with you.

Goodbye. Have a safe trip.

-You got away with it!
-It all went smoothly, like oil.

-Do you really know him?
-Never seen him before!

-I was fined by that son of a...
-You're not cut out for this.

'Bye! Have a good trip.

See you! We'll get together
one of these days!

Sure thing! Goodbye.

Hey! Stop!

-What do you want?
-Can I get on?

What's happening down there?

-What is it you want?
-I want to go to Rome.

-Where do you come from?
-Naples.

You've run away from home.
You did something very wrong.

-I didn't do anything wrong.
-Why do you want to go there?

-Because I like Rome.
-Will you stay at the Grand Hotel?

-An aunt of mine lives in Rome.
-Your mum and dad...

-... must be worried.
-I'm an orphan.

-What do you live on?
-I get by.

-Where do you sleep?
-Wherever I can.

-Poor child!
-Is there another road block?

Come on! Get in!
I've picked up a pilgrim.

Did you take the kid on board?

It's the flint that's worn out.
Do you want another one?

-Do you have some?
-Sure! I sell them.

These cost 30, these cost 20.

So you're coming to Rome
to find a bunch of fools.

-Are there any in Rome?
-Which would you've sold me?

-I wouldn't have cheated you.
-I'm glad to hear it.

Gaetano'll be back soon.
Is it an urgent matter?

-Yes, actually it is.
-This is Mrs. Straselli.

-Excuse my dress.
-No problem.

-My name is Porzio Ray.
-Are you Italian?

-No.
-My husband's sister.

We already met, at the
Excelsior dance hall.

It's true. I remember you very
well. Pleased to see you again.

I believe I heard Gaetano
mention your name.

-We're old friends.
-Business associates?

I see you have a large collection
of prestigious furniture.

We help people offering
loans on collateral.

When someone doesn't pay up,
we keep the furniture.

I'm pleased things are going
well for Gaetano.

My brother has a head
for business. May I?

How would he get by otherwise
in this difficult period.

-Anyone who can't keep afloat...
-Drowns.

It's what I'm always telling my
husband who's over-scrupulous.

It's always best to take
advantage of circumstances.

You can say that again.
I'd have done well but destiny...

-My husband ruined my chances.
-Really? How?

-I had chosen an artistic career.
-She wanted to be a cabaret singer.

An opera singer. A cabaret
singer who sings opera.

-They're back. My brother's here.
-They've made it, at last.

They work so hard.
Excuse me.

Here you are. A gentleman's
been waiting ages for you.

-This is ours too.
-Come on, Nannina.

See you later. Listen, Gaetano,
about that stuff... Tomorrow, ok?

Sure. If you need anything,
don't be afraid to ask.

-Business is good, is it?
-It's running on oiled wheels.

-What have you brought home?
-What was I supposed to bring?

Going to the country, you had
the chance to bring me oil, flour...

Ah, right! Tomorrow, Gaetano
will give me a bottle of oil.

One bottle? It'll barely be enough
to oil the wheels in your brain...

... to make it work a bit better.
They're swimming in oil and...

here are we penniless. Do you
know how much I spent today?

320 lire on the rent, 86 lire on
renewing your insurance policy,

140 lire on 500 kilo of pasta,
300 lire on 10 kilos of coal,

200 on account at the grocer's.
How much does that come to?

-946 lire.
-Who's this?

Who, him? Oh, him...

This kid is Nello.

-He's a boy, can't you see that?
-Who's child is he?

I found him. He was on his way
from Naples to find his aunt,

but she left to go up north.

I couldn't leave him in the street.

Instead of food, you've brought
me another mouth to feed.

What's that object on the floor?

-It's a puppy.
-It's mine.

I see. Now, there are four of us.

-'Go forth and multiply'.
-As it says in the Bible.

Come closer. Don't be scared.
She's a kind lady.

You're so right.
What a lovely pair!

We met in prison.

-For black marketeering too?
-No, for political crimes.

It's water under the bridge.
May I speak openly?

As if there were no-one here.
This is my wife.

This is my sister. Have a seat.

I need a reliable person...

... to go to Naples
to collect a suitcase.

-That's all?
-I'll pay a fee of 100,000 lire.

-A hundred thousand lire!
-Half up front,

-Half on delivery.
-I accept!

But it's a case containing
valuable goods.

-Gold?
-Jewels?

-Foreign currency?
-Papers.

Highly important
political papers.

-It'll be a piece of cake.
-But there is a risk involved.

Someone interested in those
papers might attempt a hold-up.

He'd have an easier time trying
to extract an elephant's tooth.

It's as if you already had
the case in your hands.

-When do I have to leave?
-This evening.

My truck's being repaired
and won't be ready for a week.

-Do you only have one truck?
-He also has 2 trailer-trucks...

... but they're on loan
to a company.

I run a little business using
the Commendatore's truck,

that way, it's he who pays
for the gas and tires.

Well, I'll just have to get
someone else.

Wait a moment.
What about Giovanni?

Why him, with that
surly wife if his?

He's the ideal person. Give me
the advance and the instructions.

-When you're eating, Nello...
-'Eating'... You're supposed...

... to be well brought up.
The correct word is 'dining'.

I said 'eating'on purpose
so he could understand me.

When you're eating, you have to
hold the fork in your right hand,

understand? Like this.
Do you like this pasta?

Yes, but there's not much
tomato sauce in it.

Just as well, otherwise
he'd eat the plate and all.

Listen, do we have
to keep him for long?

When Gaetano returns, we'll send
you back to Naples, understood?

-Where did you live in Naples?
-In Porta Capuana 1 2.

-Who did you live with?
-With Donna Carmela.

Go and see who it is.
Go and see who it is!!

I heard you.

-Ah, Gaetano!
-Good evening, Nannina.

-Care to join us?
-No, I've already eaten.

Ah, I see. Do come in.

What a lovely gift your
husband brought for you!

He hardly gives me gifts, but
when he does, it's memorable.

-Have a seat.
-No, thanks.

-I have to talk to you.
-OK.

I need you to leave
for Naples in your truck.

-What for?
-To pick up a suitcase.

When we take it to Rome, we'll
share 1 00... I mean 50,000 lire.

-Half up front, half on delivery.
-A hundred thousand lire?

It's not a safe, you know,
just a case. Fifty thousand.

-You're nuts!
-But didn't you tell me...?

You tell him, Nannina,
this is a chance of a lifetime.

No, without an order from the
Commendatore, I won't budge.

Not even to earn 2 5,000 lire, a
sum we've never seen all at once.

You'll bring home what you'd have
earned selling stuff in the square.

But I don't have a permit to go
out of town even if I wanted.

I have one, you simpleton!
No-one will know the difference.

What's it all about? The case,
the 50,000 lire. What's in it?

Documents. My friend is a very
distinguished gentleman.

-It's a political matter.
-What do you care what's in it?

It's worth 2 5,000 lire to you.
Isn't it worth 2 5,000 lire?

Sure it's worth 2 5,000 lire.
Here's 1 2,500 in advance.

Fine! I'll take them,
Gaetano, if you don't mind.

Don't lose this opportunity.
You're not sharp enough.

Do you want to tell him about this
job? I'll take care of everything.

OK, but explain everything to him
clearly. I don't want any trouble.

You know me well, don't you?
There's no need to worry.

Tomorrow morning, I'll tell the
Commendatore a convincing tale.

Don't worry about a thing.

Now, let's all got and have
a drink at my place.

Nannina, are you coming?
Bring the boy with you.

I'm coming!

Why doesn't that man collect
the case himself?

He's embroiled
in some political mess

he can't get out of. But he's a
very distinguished gentleman.

-Here I am!
-Sit in the place of honor.

-Oh, you're so kind.
-Have a taste! This kid...

-has brought us good luck.
-He already drank at dinner.

-Nannina, you must try these.
-Out of the way!

They cost 50 lire each. The
pastry shop owner knows us.

-A real bargain!
-Absolutely delicious!

They're like the ones from before
the war. Excuse me, I'm a glutton.

Just look! What a glutton he is!

Here! Smell this.
I was given it by that...

... distinguished gentleman.

-Giovanni, look at her ring.
-Do you like it?

It was a real bargain.

Bargains like this never
come your way, do they?

Here's my bargain.

This is the ring Giovanni
can afford to give you.

I'll make you eat that ring,
you little rascal. You are...

-too ill-mannered for words.
-Don't treat him like that!

-Leave the radio alone.
-Come and sit down, Nello.

-Don't touch the radio.
-A program of popular songs.

Why don't join in? This is right up
you're street. A piece of opera.

-Hear that, Nannina?
-Don't make fun of me.

'The soft, gentle breeze...

... carries the scent
of every flower.'

'And brings with it a clear note
and the echo of this heart.'

'He calls me,
with an enchanting voice:'

'My love! My love! My love!'

These Roman songs! They're
lovely even when sung by you.

Naturally! When I sing,
I give my all.

-She squeezes out the juice.
-How silly you are!

Margellina, here you can
smell the sea breeze,

the aroma of fresh fish.

'Margellina, Margellina,

as a sailor can tell you...'

'If this sea could speak,
how many tales it would tell...'

'Of lovers eloping,

of terrible jealousy,

of the shedding
of hidden tears...

... when we were all young.

Bravo! Bravo!

What's the matter? Is it this
song that makes you cry?

Yes. My mother used to sing it.

Well, we'll switch
to a different program.

Listen to this song.
It'll drivee you crazy.

'There Marino!
Can you see him?

It's grape festival time.'

'A fountain is serving wine.

What bounty for everyone!'

'The land all around produces...

fruit, wines and wheat.'

'Let's go and have some fun,
Nanni! Nanni!'

Nannina's darling! Someone
is out of line tonight.

I'll show you who's out of line.

-Up with music!
-Up with friendship!

-Down with sadness!
-Up with plenty!

Down with poverty!
It should be outlawed.

Hey! Nello, what's the matter?

-He's just tired, that's all.
-Nannina's right.

He's not tired, he's ill.
We have to call a doctor.

-If you need anything, call us.
-Thatnks, but we can manage.

Poor kid! I said he wasn't
well. He's burning up.

Take his boots off. Can't you
see he'll dirty the sofa?

-He has a temperature.
-A temperature?

Let's see.
He's just drunk.

Can't you smell
the wine off him?

-He'll get over it with a sleep.
-Do you think so?

Don't you find he looks like
our poor child who died?

Don't talk nonsense.
Our son had brown hair.

He was only four years old.
Poor little mite!

-What's this??
-Poor little Nello, alone,

barefoot and half naked.
We need to get him clothes...

and a pair of shoes,
even second-hand.

-'Rosina Esposito'.
-What?

It says: 'Rosina Esposito'.
It must be his mother.

Chamber music.

Rosina Esposito.

You made me trade
two magnificent cars...

... for common trucks,
promising me enormous profits.

But all I'm doing is throwing
good money after bad.

-Maintenance costs.
-Maintenance costs?

20,000 lire
for the differential unit,

30,000 lire
for a complete overhaul.

What about the stolen tires?
A furher 1 7 0,000 lire.

If this goes on,
I'll have to sell my house.

Vehicles are like people,
they fall ill.

One day it's the trucks,
another day it's you...

-... and people die.
-Let me touch wood!

By the way, there's
another strike tomorrow.

-Another one?
-My colleagues won't be...

... working. So if you don't see
us at S. Silvestro, don't worry.

Hallo? Zambetti's residence.
One moment.

-Who is it?
-It's Giovannino.

The other shirker!
Hallo? What's up?

Has Gaetano explained
everything to you?

Fine! If that's all right with you.

Goodbye, Commendatore.
My regards to your daughter.

Thanks, Caterina. It's all set.
I feel better now.

-So you'll be leaving?
-Right. Goodbye.

-This package is yours.
-So it is. Thanks.

I bought sono second hand
clothes for Nello.

Give them to him yourself.
Tell him you found them.

Since our child died, Nannina's
not interested in other people's.

This is for you. Now you
can get rid of those rags.

-Thank you.
-Thanks. Goodbye.

When you're in Naples,
drop in on Donna Carmela.

-Where doees she live?
-Porta Capuana 1 2.

-What's your name?
-Nello.

-No, I mean your surname.
-Esposito.

-You haven't left yet?
-I'm on my way out.

Thank goodness!
Listen, here's 6,000 lire.

Turn them to profit. Get
Gaetano to advise you how.

Remember I want the dress with
circles and white bows. It's in...

... the window at the Rinascente.
Otherwise I won't let you in.

You have to get rid of that dog.

You can stay but I don't
want any pets, understood?

-She's really nasty.
-No, she's just obsessed...

about the dress. If it's not that
one, she will throw a tantrum.

Do as she says and obey
her at all times. Got that?

-'Bye, Nello.
-Goodbye.

You'll see, this time
I'll get that silk dress.

No-one wears silk any more.
This is all the rage, now.

Whether it's silk or not doesn't
matter as long as he buys it.

If you want it so badly,
why not buy it yourself?

I want Giovanni to wake up
and earn more, like Gaetano.

I could easily buy it myself.
I have the money for it.

But I keep it hidden where not
even the devil would find it!

Don't make any noise.
I'll bring you some food later.

Be quiet!

You who are so good
and so fond of children,

will you allow me to take
some money from the hole?

I promise I'll put it right back.

As soon as I'm growing up,
I'll be able to get a job.

Otherwise Giovanni will get it
in the neck. May I? Really?

Thanks. I don't want to have
to get rid of my dog.

Oh, sorry!
I forgot to say goodbye.

I'd better be off.
The little boy is on his own.

Don't worry.
He's a well behaved boy.

You know, the only thing you
have that I envy is this radio.

You can hear Paris
as if you were there.

-Do you understand French?
-No, I don't.

I know French as well as
I know the Roman dialect.

Paris!

Paris where they
sing those songs!

... 1 ,040 grams of pasta at
the price of 24 lire per kilo.

Sell me a kilo of pasta. What
did he say, 24 lire per kilo?

Per 1 00 grams. But we've none
left The last I sold went for 1 40.

-Give me half a kilo.
-I'll see if I can make it up.

It'll cost you 7 0 lire.
I can't sell it at less.

If you want Paris,
turn the dial to 3 1 0.

Thanks.

My goodness! What have
they put on your head?

Here's the pasta, Nannina.

-Don't you have the long kind?
-No, I don't.

Nannina, you're 1 0 lire short.

-I said you're 1 0 lire short.
-I heard you the first time.

With the radio on you're using
up 1 0 lire worth on electricity.

When I hear this music
I lose all inhibitions.

I think
of the electric light meter.

Put the 1 0 lire in kitty yourself.
You're so kind.

Who cleaned you up like this?
Was it Giovannino?

-No, it was Donna Caterina.
-Donna Caterina.

What's that?
Who brought it here?

My goodness!
It's exactly the... Nello!

Nello, come over here.
Hurry up!

-Who brought this here?
-I did.

-What? Did you buy it?
-Yes. no.

-Giovanni gave it to me.
-But he didn't mention it.

He wanted to surprise you.

Poor Giovanni!
He's a good man.

Yes, he is
and I'm very fond of him.

Little boy, just let me
check something.

One, two, three, four, five...

There's money missing.
I had six thousand here.

With the advance of 1 2,500 it
came to 1 8,500. I gave 6,000

-to Giovanni so I was left with
-1 2,500.

Who called for you?

-Did you take something?
-What, for example?

Forget it! Go back out there.

You played a fine trick on me.
What's the use of that hole?

When he returns from Naples,
we'll get to the botton of this.

-Thank you!
-O.K.

Do you want to buy
some lighter flints?

I'll sell them to you
for a few dollars.

This contains lots of flints.
It costs 6,000 lire.

How many flints are in there?

-1 0,000.
-1 0,000 flints for 6,000 lire?

A real bargaain.
I need money...

otherwise no girIs, no wine.

I understand.
Business is business.

You can sell the flints
for 30 lire each.

-Here you are.
-Thank. Goodbye.

Bye bye.

Here you are
with that case, at last.

Now let's go straight
to Porta Capuana.

That distinguished gentleman
is very distinguished.

But the lady who gave me the
case was more distinguished.

What a fine lady to be sure!

Excuse me,
are you Donna Carmela?

No, I'm her sister. What do you
want from her? Who are you?

-I'm a friend of Nello.
-Oh, the little boy.

-Where is he now?
-He's at my house, in Rome.

-What's he doing?
-Nothing. If he has talent,

I'll get him a job selling.
Otherwise I'll send him to school.

I've come looking for news
of his family.

What family?
That child didn't have one.

His mother died
during a bombing raid.

Did you know his father?

No-one's never seen him...

... and no-one around here
knows anything about him.

The father never
showed up here.

He's a real rat, isn't he?

He might be dead.

Before he died, he could've
written or contacted the boy.

Are there any other relatives?

None, as far as I know.

The child got by on his own.
We're all poor around here.

But did Nello sleep here?

Yes, sometimes. But he would
often forget to come home.

Giovannino! Let's go or we
will be here till tomorrow!

I'm coming.

-What did you find out?
-I don't understand.

-It all seems so strange to me.
-What?

-All of it.
-All of what?

She said that rat of a father
has never turned up.

What are you insinuating?

If no-one's ever seen him,
that rat is me.

-You?
-Yes, me.

-What are you carrying?
-Only authorized goods.

-What are you carrying?
-How nice to see you again!

-English or American?
-No, I've given up smoking.

You're travelling on the permit
issued for a different truck.

My bosss has two trucks.
The other one's broken down.

I'd never met you before.

-What are you saying?
-I'm not falling for that old trick.

Let me see what you're carrying.

You've a bad memory.

-Let's see what's in here.
-Vinegar, dried figs...

Hams, salamis, they have a
whole delicatessen on board.

A few provisions for the family.

But these are whole hams.

-They belong to a co-operative.
-Come into the office!

-Why?
-Get moving!

-Let's go.
-Let me just get my case.

Salamis, hams, flour, oil
and a forged travel permit.

What do you mean forged?
Everything's in order.

-What's in that case?
-Which case?

-That one.
-Oh, this one!

-It's just a case.
-What does it contain?

-Just household items.
-Let's see.

-Eggs?
-Right! Eggs and dusters.

He hid you in here, did he?
Come with me.

Get yourself a breath of air.

I'm really worried about
that damned suitcase.

-It should have already arrived.
-You know what it's like...

... travelling nowadays.
Bad roads, flat tires.

But I wouldn't like anything
to have happened to it.

Anyway, since I have
to go away on business,

tell Gaetano not to bring the
case to my house after all.

-Is he to keep it here?
-Yes. I tell him later...

-... where to deliver it.
-Very well.

-Mrs. Schioppa.
-Mr. Ray.

-Show the gentleman out.
-Thank you.

-I apologize for disturbing you.
-I hope to see you again, Mr. Ray.

You can call me Porzio. It'll be
my pleasure to see you again.

Goodbye.

-I didn't see the horrible animal!
-The horrible animal is you!

-You little scalawag!
-Hit me, if you dare.

-Get indoors, you rascal!
-Oh, let him be.

-Goodbye.
-Goodbye.

-You have to have patience.
-Don't worry. Goodbye.

Oh, you let the dog back in.

I told you: 'No animals!'
Get rid of it immediately!

Poor little thing.
He's so cute.

I don't care if he's Rudolph
Valentino. I don't want it here.

I'll throw it out the window.
Dogs dirty the house.

Listen, Nello. Come here.

Put this laundry away
and don't drop it.

-Everything's conficated.
-Even the truck!

We'll get it in the neck
from the boss.

That damned loose tongue of
yours! I told you not to speak.

'Just a few provisions for
the family'. 'A little ham'.

-So it's all my fault.?
-But I saved the case.

What did you save, a few?

Can he possibly have sent us
to Naples to collect just eggs?

-There's this dispatch too.
-It's just a letter.

In diplomatic circles,
it's called a dispatch.

In here, we'll find the explanation
for the 1 00... for the 50,000 lire.

Wait! You said 1 00,000.

No, I said 50.000.

Let's see.

-My darling, so far away...
-It's a message in code.

That night is always on my mind.
The night of some conspirancy.

I know what a man and a
woman conspire to at night.

The memory of that night
is crystal clear in my mind.

I can assure you the leaflets
came out very well.

-It's about some covert activity.
-If you say so.

Regards the eggs.
I had to work hard.

She worked for the eggs?
She produced them herself?

I don't understand.

Oh, Lord! Could they be...?

-What?
-Bombs?

-Anatomic?
-Atomic!

She must be on a mission
of war to bring about peace.

Do you want to teach me
how they do it?

-You take a bowling ball...
-A pool ball.

A little Iranian 32 5...

-Uranium!
-All right! As you wish!

First they made them the size
of a melon, then of an orange,

and now the make them
the size of an egg.

This stuff could explode.
You could have blown up.

I could have blown up?

Imagine if they had exploded
on the truck.What a mess!

A truck's going by! Let's go.

I'll get on first, then I'll
give you a hand, got that?

-Come on! Hurry!
-Hey! Slow down!

Help! Are you OK?

The case! Hey, you!
Stop! My case!

I told you we'd have to walk
back to pay for our sins.

The suitcase.

-Stop, thief!
-What are you doing?

Be careful! You might hit him
and then you'd get arrested!

-You're his accomplice.
-Whose accomplice?

-The thief's.
-But that's Gaetano!

-Stop right there!
-What's the matter?

-Police!
-Everything's in order.

-Everything's in order?
-Sure.

What about this?

-How did you know it was there?
-I'm a special agent.

How much are you carrying,
around 40 hundredweight?

I assure you he's a friend of mine.
I know him well. He will be back.

-Now I'm arresting you.
-Lower your gun.

With weapons around, you never
know. I'm not going anywhere.

I was right. There he is.

-Was that him?
-He'll be right back?

-What's in this case?
-I've never seen it before.

It's what I was looking for.

-I'll report you to the government.
-Who cares?

Just a moment! That's him.
I told you he'd be back.

If you'd taken any longer,
I'd have been a dead man.

Who gave you permission
to take the motorcycle?

Ah, what an honest man!
And what fine behaviour!

You'll see he's done
nothing wrong.

Nothing wrong?
He knowingly cheated me.

I'd never have expected
this of Giovannino.

That's what comes of trusting
those who pretend they're honest.

My dear Commendatore
my husband is honest to the core.

He didn't come to S. Silvesto.
There's no strike.

He's sneaked off somewhere...

... with the truck, hasn't he?

-What can I tell you?
-There he is, Daddy.

Ah, the honest man is back!
What do you have to say to me?

You can either believe me or not,
but you can't deny that yesterday

on the phone I asked you if you'd
explained everything to Gaetano.

You said you had, so I left
for Naple without a care.

Isn't it just incredible?

Gaetano said there was a strike.

-I was there!
-Instead they went to Naples.

Everything was confiscated.

Everything?
Including the money?

That's all we needed.
Now we're in a fine mess.

-The truck as well?
-Everything, including my hat!

They've confiscated a truck
that cost me an arm and a leg.

-Over a million lire.
-It's just confiscated. You'll...

-... get it back in a few days.
-What about Gaetano?

He asked me to lend him
1 5,000 lire,

saying he'd bring me back
some provisions: rice, flour...

And some fresh fish
that you've very fond of.

And I was stupid enough
to give him the cash.

-I'll pay you back.
-Sure!

Just how do you plan
to do that?

Just be quiet and take a walk!

Oh, my dear Commendatore,
I've just been by your house.

I've been waiting for you
to hear your explanation.

Here I am. Everything is
as clear as the light of day.

Listen, Gaetano, I've already
explained everything to him.

-For the loss he's suffered...
-Wait! What loss?

-There's a misunderstanding.
-A misunderstanding?

-There's a crime!
-Hold it with the accusations.

This is my house, I mean
his house. It's the same thing.

And you have to watch your
language. You're talking...

-in front of three witnesses.
-No, four!

-You're just a child.
-I'm a friend of his.

I'll refund you your lost earnings
from the passenger service,

-if you the patience to wait.
-I've had too much patience!

-Now it's run out! Come on, dear.
-Wait a moment!

-What have I done to you?
-You'll see. In the meantime...

you're both fired and tomorrow
I'll report you to the police.

Well said, Daddy.

-What a scoundrel!
-Rude little boy!

Bravo! No, I mean 'Bad boy'.
That was rude, understood?

This kid will go a long away.
He'll end up in the government.

I knew you were na�ve,
but losing the 6,000 lire too...

With the 6,000 lire I got
a bargain, a real bargain.

Now you'll know
how clever I've been.

-What's in the box?
-Lighter flints.

-What'll you do with them?
-I'll sell them There are 1 0,000

flints. They cost me 60 cents
each. I'll sell them at 30 lire.

-30 x 1 0,000 comes to...
-300,000 lire.

-You see?
-Oh dear, I feel faint.

300,000! You deserve
a kiss from your Nannina.

How did you become
so smart all of a sudden?

What do you want me to buy?
A diamond ring? A house?

I want everything! New furniture!
A nice suite for the sitting room.

Anything you like! You choose,
I'll pay. As long as you're happy.

-I want a radio-gramophone.
-And a bath tub.

-And 6 pairs of mocassins.
-Not 6, I'll buy you 1 2.

-What are they?
-Shoes!

You can have anything.
Down with poverty!

-But these are phoney.
-What did you say?

-You're kidding, aren't you?
-No, I know this brand well.

-The box is still sealed.
-It's all a trick.

Open it up. Hurry!
I'm bursting with curiosity.

Wait a moment!

-They're flints, see?
-No, they're not.

They're little bits
of bicycle wheel spokes.

-I sell them myself.
-Who sold them to you?

-A chocolate-faced guy.
-He was taken in by a negro!

-If it had been a white guy...
-You were taken for a ride.

Take this stuff away before
I really lose my temper.

-1 0,000 lire down the drain!
-6,000.

With the other 4 you took from
the hole to buy me this dress.

What are you talking about?
This is all driving me nuts.

I'm the one who's going nuts.
Did you find the hole, or not?

Sure I found it, I bought you the
dress. Now leave me in peace.

-My head is bursting!
-So you stole the 4,000 lire!

-I'll kill him! I'll kill him!
-Leave him alone now.

He's confessed. Calm down.
You're too worked up.

It's not worth killing him.
I'd be the one to lose out.

Give me the money for the case.
I have to hand it over to the boss.

I didn't find the distinguished
gentleman at home, so...

He said he'll let you know
when you're to send it to him.

What'll I give the boss?

-The phony lighter flints.
-I'd like to strangle that negro.

Hey buddy, I can sell you
great flints for your lighter.

-Will you sell me one flint?
-I'll sell you the whole box.

-How much for the whole box?
-1 0,000 lire.

-Oh, ten thousand...
-Everything happens to me.

The money, the dress,
everything!

Cut it out or I'll leave the room.

I'm not mad at you,
I'm mad at myself.

I can't understand where
that boy's gotten to.

Don't worry about him.
He won't get lost.

What did I tell you? Here
he is. He's irrespondible.

He goes out when he likes,
takes a pleasant stroll...

... and comes home when it
suits him. A great life, huh?

Let him eat in peace. Do you
want to start nagging him too?

Of course you're defending him.
You're in a conspiracy together.

I'm going to bed, otherwise
I'll set the place on fire!

Don't take any notice. She's
edgy. But I've told you time...

-... and again to stay at home.
-Keep the front door locked.

Explain the business about
the dress, the hole.

What does this hole have
to do with anything?

-You didn't steal it, did you?
-No.

-How did you get it?
-Selling the flints.

-To whom?
-To a negro.

-A negro?
-As black as shoe polish.

You're a genius! Well done!

No, just a minute!
Those flints were phony.

That's why I charged only
1 0,000 lire. Otherwise...

It was too easy. It's not
right to do this kind of thing.

This is just 6,000.
Where's the other four?

What's this?

What have you been up to?

Oh, St. Anthony, are you mad
at me? Giovannino! Giovanni!

-There's a ghost in here!
-What's up?

-There's a ghost!
-A ghost? Where?

-Over there! Look!
-There's no ghost. Don't be...

That dog drives me crazy.

At last! Now I understand.
That's the famous hole.

When we're in front
of the Commendatore,

make me look good
and apologize to him.

-What for?
-You have to say:

That noise slipped out
involuntarily,

but I swear I won't let it
happen again.

That's the truth, the whole truth
and nothing but the truth, got it?

Oh! The same mole!

-And this ear's mine.
-No, it's mine.

So, you're mother was
called Rosina Esposito.

And your name is Nello.

Esposito.

Would you be pleased
if I were your father?

-You're too much of a simpleton.
-Hey, young man!

I mean you're too kind.
You let everyone...

... boss you around,
even Nannina.

That's just her character.
Shee's actually good-hearted.

Look, she's ironed your shirt,

and she's gone to buy the fish
to take to the Commendatore,

so he'll forgive us and
let us have our jobs back.

Carry on dressing.
I'll see who it is.

-Hello! Come in!
-I see you're all spruced up!

-Are you ready to go?
-Gaetano, I'm a father.

-You me that already.
-Yes, but now I'm certain.

-The call of the blood?
-No, the call of the mole.

-What do you mean?
-Nello has one identical to mine.

Same shape, same color, same
size, same single hair in it. Look!

-Identical to Nello's?
-People have identical

... eyes, identical ears and
there can be identical hairs.

Then, consider Nello's age,
his mother's surname.

Esposito?
So he's illegitimate.

-Have you told your wife?
-Are you mad? If she finds out

-... she'll have deported.
-You'll have to tell her...

-... sooner or later.
-Later.

-Meaning?
-I'm putting it off.

Goodness me!
Things can't go on like this.

The papers say prices are
down but they're actually up.

Now, I'll make you laugh. Do
you know how much this cost?

-Do you know? 1 00 lire.
-I'm supposed to bring that...

... to the Commendatore?
I'll look like a miser.

Next time, you go
and stand in line.

I'm sure you'll have fun.

I'm ready.

He really does look like you.

Sit over there for a moment.

This is the right time
to confess everything.

I understand female psychology.

Psychology?
I risk getting hammered.

-Getting what?
-Slapped in the face.

What do you think I'm here for?

If you want a slap too, fine!

What are you waiting for?

Come on!

What a lovely voice!

Listen, Nannina. Are you
pleased with the dress?

I certainly am.

That's nothing.

As soon as I can,
I'll get a gramophone.

-An some records.
-French!

And American,
English, Milanese.

To save money,
buy only orchestral records.

I'll do the singing.

Listen, honey, if one day,

long before I met you,

strolling around Naples,
with the moon and the sea,

I met a girI,

strolling around,

-when I was still a bachelor,

-and I had a...
-A what?

A you know...

A little boy like Nello,
what would you do?

-Nothing.
-Well...

-In that case...
-I'd gouge out your eyes,

not strolling, just standing still.

I told you she'd fall for it.

And you know nothing
about this child?

It was just a joke, I assured
you. He said: 'Wanna bet...

-... my wife falls for it?'
-I told you she can't take a joke.

Many a true word
is spoken in jest.

You're a woman of the worId,
you should have cottoned on.

-Where is it?
-What are you looking for?

The little fish for the boss.

-What do you want?
-This fish smells bad.

Knock it off!
What do you want to buy?

This is at least a week old.

Get out of here!
What do you know about fish?

-Hey, kid, what do you want?
-I don't think it's fresh.

-What do you know about fish?
-What do you know?

I wanted to bring
the boy with me,

so he could apologize
for yesterday's episode.

Remember that noise with his
mouth? Kids do those things.

-Not all kids.
-But Nello is...

-A little unwell.
-Right. He's ill.

Excuse me? May I come in?

What happened?
Are you better?

You could have come with me.

If we'd waited longer, he'd
have turned up with a whale.

This is for you, Commendatore.

-A little gift from my better wife.
-Put it on here.

It's a little token of our esteem.

But it's huge!
What is it, a dolphin?

No, it's a lacustrine tench,
that means it's from a lake.

-Is it fresh, Daddy?
-Can't you smell it?

And to show you Giovanni
is a man of his word,

this is a small advance on the
advance on the sum I owe you.

Fine. In the light of your gift
and your good-will,

-you can go back to work.
-When the truck...

... has been released
and everything's in order.

We'll be here tomorrow
with the truck.

-How can you promise...
-With everything in order.

If he says so.
Thanks and goodbye.

-Goodbye.
-Now, you go straight home.

That's enough! You're
really getting on my nerves.

Come here a moment.
Would you like this dog for free?

Yes. I'll bring it to my dad so
he can make sausages with it.

-So you've gotten rid of it!
-I couldn't take it anymore.

-Where did you get that dog?
-That's my business. Why?

-Give it to me. It's mine.
-It's mine and I'm keeping it.

Boys, what are you up to?

The delicatessen owner's
son will win. He's stronger!

-He's broken the window!
-What's happening?

Who broke my window?

-The kid who's running away!
-The rotten little hound!

What's happening?
Who are you mad at?

That ugly little brat
that lives in your house.

Your son is like a huge snail,
no offence to snail intended.

He picked a fight with my son
and smashed my window.

If you don't pay for a new pane,
I'll knock it out of the boy,

one smack for every lira I spend.

-I'd just like to see you try.
-Then pay for a new window!

Get it fixed and send me
the bill. But tell your son...

... if he doesn't stop annoying
my boy, I'll give him...

... two black eyes as big
as this. Got that?

What a brute! Let me see.

-He could have blinded you.
-Don't be mad at me!?

I'm not mad at you,
but with that lard ball.

Come and sit down here.
Don't move. Lie back.

You did well. It's a pity he
didn't have two windows,

because I'd have broken the
other one. Look what he did!

Let's hope you don't have
concussion.

He doesn't have concussion.
It's just a bump. He's always

... in the street bothering
grown ups and kids alike.

That dog is his.

-You gave it to the other boy.
-Me? You're off your head.

I wouldn't dream of it.
There it is!

You see, it's come back
home. Come here! Come!

Here's your doggie.
Cuddle it.

It doesn't bother me. It's
clean. Are you happy now?

Don't move from here,
understood?

Keep an eye on him for a moment.
I'm going to get a glass of water.

All right.

If we don't bring the truck
back to Rome, we're finished.

Sergeant, I have a wife.

I have a wife and 5 children.
Look at my friend. Is this a man?

He's a puppet. He's lifeless.

Why didn't you produce the
papers from the co-operative?

-It has been dissolved.
-I can't let you go ahead.

I don't want to go ahead.
I want to go back.

Sergeant, I'll withdraw,
reverse, disappear.

I'll have the permit read,
checked, signed,

stamped and recorded,
then I'll bring it to you, OK?

All right, as long as you
get out of my hair.

Thanks a million! Giovanni!
All clear! Let's get out of here!

Goodbye, Sergeant.

How will you get the goods
through the road block?

Be quiet! Do me a favour.
Don't bother me.

OK, I won't say another word.

-Consider me dead.
-Fine...

What did you say?

Stop!

-There's nothing here.
-May I carry on?

-Very well.
-Goodbye.

Take this here and these.

-I can't hear you. Speak up.
-Here! You never understand.

-How edgy you are!
-Hello?

I'm Porzio Ray's cousin.

He'd like you to send the
case to his new address.

Why doesn't he collect it himself?
What? Mr. Ray is ill? I'm sorry.

As soon as Gaetano returns
I'll send him over.

He has to call first?
What's the number?

3-5-4-0-7.
Yes, I'll remember it.

My best regards to Mr. Ray.
Tell him to take care of himself.

I'm a genius! I fixed everything.
The truck got through.

-What about the goods?
-They're intact.

Now you must bring the case
to Mr. Ray straight away.

His coussin called.
Mr. Ray is ill.

He's ill! I'll dash straight
over. Were he to die...

Wait! He's moved. Now he
lives at Via delle Arti, 1 5.

-You have to call him at home.
-Via delle Arti, 1 5.

What about the case?
Giovannino has it.

In the meantime,
make the call.

-I've come for the case.
-It's in here.

-I'll take it.
-It's no trouble.

-Thanks.
-Where's Giovannino?

He went to buy something,
I don't know what.

-It must be a surprise.
-The radio-gramophone.

I must go. A very distinguished
gentleman is expecting me.

-Did everything go Ok?
-As smooth as oil!

-I'm pleased. 'Bye.
-Goodbye.

Going to deliver the case?
It was high time!

That very distinguished
gentleman is ill. If he dies...

Which of you
is Gaetano Schioppa?

-I am.
-Kindly get into my car.

-Who sent you?
-I'm here on behalf of Ray.

-Ah, you're his cousin.?
-That's right.

-Is this the case?
-Yes, the famous case.

My friend and I guarded it
closely, it's secrets and all.

-Right, Giovannino?
-Sure!

-I kept it safe in my house.
-Very well.

In that case,
do come along too.

-I must go in with this package...
-You cand do later. Come on!

-I don't want to bother you.
-It's no bother.

-What do you care?
-Don't stand on ceremony.

-Come on.
-Where are we going?

You'll see.

Wait here.

-Are you ready? Let's go.
-At last! I've been waiting ages.

See who's at the door.
Today, we'll never get out.

-It's you?
-Are you better?

-I've come for the case.
-He's on his way to deliver it.

-Deliver it where?
-To your new house.

-I've arrived too late.
-Why?

No problem.

-I'm in a big hurry.
-Forgive and forget?

Friends forever.

I'd like to step on your tail.

-Out of the way!
-You hurt me!

Stay down there and
don't let anyone leave.

Right, sir. No-one will leave.

-What do you want?
-It's nothing to do with you.

-What are you looking for?
-Be quiet!

Oh no, not in here!

What a cornucopia!
Business must be good.

We have to do something
if no-one will give us a job.

Sure! I'm confiscating all this.

-What do you mean?
-Our friend's not around.

-In here?
-No-one's hiding here.

-Won't you have a seat?
-No, thanks. I can't stay.

Everything's gone
wrong today.

-Political troubles, huh?
-Exactly.

-He can't have gotten away.
-It's impossible.

He must have hidden,
but where?

He's in there. I saw him go in.

In there? Let's go.

Hey! Wait! What do they want?

Don't try to put up a fight.
Hands up!

-What's happening?
-I'm glad! I don't like him.

You be quiet!

-Get a move on!
-Stay calm.

So you insist
that the case is yours?

-That's right, Inspector.
-What's in it?

Shells, I mean eggs, clothing
and packing material.

-Nothing else?
-Nothing else.

-Are these yours too?
-Yes, they are.

-They're all forged.
-In that case they're not mine.

I said the case, not the contents.

You're the distributors
of the contents of the case.

-Out with it! Tell the truth!
-But Inspector...

-Sid down. Remain in silence.
-But... I... I...

-... I don't understand.
-You two are the distributors.

-You're offending us.
-Take him away.

-Let's go.
-Chief Inspector, I'd never...

-have expected this from you.
-Move!

I go calmly to meet my fate.
Everything's clear as daylight.

Which you won't be seeing.
Put him in the holding cell.

-Just a moment!
-Gaetano...

Hey! I'm talking to you.
What's in that package?

-Just a machine gun.
-What? Let me see.

It's a machine gun
for my little boy.

They can arrest Gaetano, but
what's my Giovannino done?

-The same as Gaetano.
-There's no comparison.

When did Giovanni ever bring
home kilos of flour and pasta?

'I'll see if I can
make up half a kilo'.

To say nothing of the
diamonds and the hams.

-You're just envious.
-On the contrary.

I've never given a damn
about the stuff you sell.

I've never wanted Giovanni
to deal on the black market.

-Giovanni is an honest man.
-That's why he's in jail.

He's in jail because of your
husband and the other guy

... who was so distinguished
that you kept flirting with him.

-Don't make me laugh.
-Mrs. Straselli!

-What'going on?
-Let me through.

Who's that fella?
He's very on edge.

Tell your husband it's in his
own interest to tell the truth.

What truth? Are you jocking?

-Nannina...
-What's going on?

Who ever would have thought
you'd come to visit me in jail?

A fine example for that boy,
his father in prison. I mean...

Talk freely.
I knew he was your son.

Really?
How did you know?

Do you forgive me for becoming
a father without your help?

I forgive you for everything.
I love that little rascal too.

You do? Poor kid. I wonder
what he'll think of me now.

-Don't tell him I'm here.
-I wouldn't dream of it.

If he does find out one day,

tell him his father was the victim
of a miscarriage of justice.

We have to clear up
this whole matter.

-You must get a move on.
-You're the one that must go.

Please don't get angry.
Be patience, give us a hand.

-Give him a push.
-I'll give him a push.

Quick!
Get into the holding cell.

You can even joke about it,

because it's not you in there
receiving visits from your wife.

But you never know.
You just never know.

-Are you undressing?
-Right!

-Tie!
-Yes, I have one.

Take off everything
and be quick about it.

-Any weapons?
-Only matches.

Don't be a smart aleck.
Belt!

-Frisk him.
-Stick'em up!

Keep them up!

-Stay that side!
-My laces!

-What do you want?
-Are you Nello?

-Yes, I am. Why?
-Open up.

-Who are you looking for?
-Is this Straselli's apartment?

Yes, I'm Giovanni's wife.
Are you a police officer?

No, I'm here
on urgent business.

If it's no bother,
I'd like to talk to you.

-I see. Come in.
-Thanks.

-Make yourself at home.
-Thank you.

Do have a seat.
What's this about?

I come from Naples where
I heard that your husband...

The case once again. He had
nothing to do with that fiasco.

No, I'm here about a matter
you cant even imagine.

-I'm here for Nello.
-Has he done something?

Not him, the poor little mite.

Don't you recognize me?
Don't you remember me?

Yes, I think so.

-Do you recognize this lady?
-It's my mother!

-My son!
-Daddy!

How can you be his father?

Isn't Nello the son
of Rosina Esposito?

She was my wife.

But wasn't Esposito
her unmarried name?

Esposito is my surname.
Her maiden name was Ferrin.

-There's some mix-up here.
-We met in Rimini...

and then moved to Naples
because of my job.

-I don't quite understand.
-Let me explain.

We'd settled in Naples
when war broke out and...

... I was forced to leave Italy.

How did you find out
that Nello was here?

As soon as the war was over
I returned to Naples, where...

... I learned my wife had died
during a bombing raid.

Donna Carmela
told me everything.

Do you really recognize him?

Yes, I do.

Don't you love Giovannino
any more?

Don't you love him any more?

Now we've grown fond of you,
a guy turns up saying...

... this is our little boy,
and you go off with him.

Show me some proof, or the
boy's not leaving this house.

A family man
who's done nothing.

If it affected only me, I'd not
mind, but with that child...

It had to happen now that
he loves us like a son.

Why didn't you tell them I've
nothing to do with this mess?

Answer me!
Have you lost you tongue?

Why don't you give us
a break?

That's enough!
I said that's enough!

Sooner or later,
the truth always come out.

If you're the simpleton
of the group...

I may be a simpleton,
but my hands are clean.

Well, just to pass the time,
let's study your case.

Are you an expert?

I know the law as well
as I know hunger.

Then why are you in here?

-Because the door's locked.
-That's right.

He's perfectly right.

-Are you convinced now?
-I have to be convinced.

-What job will you have him do?
-I'll send him to school.

What's your job?
Are you a truck driver?

I'm chief technician in a car
factory that's about re-open.

Then let him study.

Let him become
an arithmetic teacher.

He has a head for numbers.

So, you're leaving.
You'll forget us.

-Will you give me a kiss?
-This one's for you and...

this one's for Giovannino.

You can give it to him
when he comes home.

-You're not leaving now...
-I have to leave tomorrow.

I have to get back to work.

Tomorrow? So soon?

It'll be a shock for Giovanni
when he comes back...

-and finds Nello's gone.
-I can see how upset you are.

This shows me how much
love you feel for Nello.

Can't you wait till the morning?

It's impossible, unless
I put off our departure.

What a pity!

Gentlemen of the Court,
I rest my case.

Having heard the confession
of the defendant.

-What's your name?
-Gaetano Schioppa.

The court finds him guilty,
not for the first time,

of illegal trading and
orders the confiscation...

... of his personal property
and real estate...

... and sentences him
to 4 month's prison...

... and 6 month's probation.

What an exaggeration!
It's not as if I killed someone.

Worse! 'Cause if you were
proved guilty of distributing...

counterfeit money, four
more years would be added...

... to you sentence and you'd
get 5 more years'probation.

Give me a life sentence
and be done with it.

You're partly to blame for the
depreciation of our currency,

... favoring inflation that
seriously harms the nation.

As for you, based on art. 346
and 34 7 of the penal code...

... combined with paragraphs
a, b and c of art. 1 1 1 and 1 1 2,

I acquit Giovanni Straselli...

... and order
his immediate release.

Giovanni Straselli?
You're free to go.

I know. Where's the machine
gun for my little boy?

-He'll give it to you.
-Giovannino!

What kind of justice is this?
He's free to go and I'm here?

-Have you taken me for a fool?
-You can leave the cell too.

What I meant to say was that here,
everything is as clear as daylight.

-Goodbye, Sergeant.
-Wait. I'll show out.

-Please, don't bother.
-You have to come with me.

-Where?
-In prison.

For black marketeering.

-But...
-But?

Everything's as clear as daylight.

-Let's go.
-After you.

Get moving!

May I? Here's your radio.

-What radio?
-This time, there's no mistake.

'Straselli, apartment 1 5.'

Shall I leave it here? There's
a socket I can plug it into.

This is better than the one
I delivered to apartment 1 6.

This is of the highest quality.

Shall I leave it on?

Can I go now?

So I'll be off, then.
How stingy you are!

'Nello and his daddy'.
Poor little boy!

Nannina!

Giovannino!
At least you've come nack.

Where's Nello? Nello!
Nello! Where's Nello?

Yesterday his father turned
up and took him away.

-What father?
-His real father.

-Am I a false father?
-It's all been a delusion.

The girI you met in Naples
was a different Esposito.

Nello's real mother
is this lady.

This one here?

In fact, it's not the one I met.

But Nello left all of a sudden,
without saying goodbye.

No, he did look for you.

He sent us a lovely radio
as a gift.

What about this?
What'll I do with it now?

Look! He still remembers me.

Come here! Poor little
doggie. You've always...

-... been treated badly.
-What do you mean?

I was as fond of him
as I am fond of you.

Get yourself ready! We're
going to find another child,

but this time a real orphan,
without a soul in the worId.

We're about to broadcast:
'The return of the forger'...

We don't want to hear it.

Nannina! Giovanni! Thank
goodness I found you!

Nello, how smart you look!
I'm so happy to see you.

Even Spillo has come back.

-He can't live without you.
-You're not leaving after all?

Tomorrow. Daddy wants
you to work with him.

-Doing what?
-There's a job for a tester.

-A what?
-A test driver for new cars.

In Turin, we'll go around
like gentry.

Like you! You already look
like a little prince.

They've given you a real make-over
and you're dressed like a lord.

-So can we expect you?
-Would you really be happy?

-Yes, of course.
-I'm not budging from here.

-Don't start, Giovannino!
-You're not my son any more.

-What's that got to do with it?
-You've found your real father.

-But I still love you.
-And if I don't accept the job?

-You'd be a chump.
-How dare you!

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