ROME, SUMMER OF 1966
Can you help me? I have to take the TV downstairs.
I'm studying.
It'll take a minute... Please.
No, I'm having an exam in a few days.
Ask Nicola, he's in the other room with Carlo.
Okay, I'll ask him.
"Natalino Sapegno, History of..." Who's that?
He's my Italian teacher.
- Is he famous? - You bet he is.
- And is he going to test you? - No, his assistants will.
Assistants? Do they know who you are?
Like they care, dad...
The "Messaggero" published a composition of yours!
This Mr. Sapegno has to test you personally.
When he sees how smart you are,
maybe he'll help you win some scholarship, so you can go abroad.
I can come with you I'll speak to him.
What? You want to speak to Mr. Sapegno?
Of course, I'm not ashamed!
But I am.
Well, I was just trying to help.
When are you leaving to Norway?
After the exams.
I know a few people there.
I can give you their addresses, maybe their daughters are your same age.
Ask them. They're the experts there.
- Dad? - The door.. Yes I know.
Okay boys, I have a mission for you two.
That's great, we needed a break.
I'll leave the door open as we'll be right back.
- Nicola, have you got the keys? - Yes.
Then I better close it.
One can never know...
Mind the steps!
- Let me open the door. - Where shall we put it?
Here on the luggage rack. It would be tossed about otherwise.
- Here? - Yes. Be careful.
- Careful! - Okay.
- Go! - Here!
- Come on! - Here, wait...
- It needs tying up, right? - Yes I'll take care of it.
- Will you? - Yes.
- Bye. - Bye.
Carlo, I wanted to ask you for something,
because if I ask Nicola he won't reply to me.
- Do you know Matteo well? - Of course.
Tell me then, what's wrong with him?
- What do you mean? - I mean he's always angry.
- Come on, let's go study! - We were talking!
You're always talking...
Oh, wait a minute, I've got something for you.
I've had it in the car for a week.
- Where did you get it? - I traded for it.
What should I do with it?
You're a student in Medicine, maybe you'll need it.
How are you, mate?
Quite well.
But in case of a turning point in the situation, so to speak,
can I use your holiday home?
- The holiday home is a great idea! - Don't even think about it!
What? That house is perfect!
Perfect? Last time you used it you made such a mess
that my mother's still crying!
- Not again please! - Yes again please. Enough!
By the way, I spoke with my father.
- And? - And he'll lend us the car!
- Great! - This is good news!
Did you tell him we're going to Cape North?
I told him it's an educational journey around Europe.
So we'll leave after the exams?
Yes, only we can't push the engine over 4,000 revolutions.
So?
Are you coming to Carlo's holiday home?
You and I?
- Yes. - Alone?
Of course.
It's beautiful, the sand is golden, it's full of "Tamarix aphilla",
and flying dolphins... It's beautiful, and I love you.
- You're always kidding Nicola. - No, I'm serious!
- I love you, I swear. - Come on, let's dance.
Did you ask your dad about that job?
You must be at the clinic on Monday morning.
Do you have the address?
It's called "speech therapy"
You only have to take our patient for a walk,
and chat with her to help her feel "normal".
You don't have to make friends with her,
it's just a therapy.
Giorgia has been well for a while now,
so we need you only twice a week. Follow me.
There she is.
You'll see it's easier than walking a dog.
What's your name? What's your name? What's your name?
Giorgia, don't speak to people you don't know.
- What's your name? - Matteo.
Mad Matteo, madly mad Matteo...
- Watch out! - Don't touch me!
I won't touch you, but watch out.
Look left then right.
Go.
Do you like it here?
I come here often.
It soothes my nerves.
And there are no cars...
There's a beautiful place here.
Would you like to see it?
Would you?
When I've had enough of studying at home I come here.
I like it here.
At this hour it's almost desert too.
Shall we read something?
Yes. Trains.
Trains? Trains what?
What time they leave or arrive...
Oh, the timetable.
There's no timetable here, sorry.
But there's a book I'd like to read to you, a book of poems.
Wait, where's...
...American literature?
It's not easy to cover the percentage of life..
She deals the cards to catch you in weakness,
not in full strength.
She gives you 70 years to play.
If you can't in 70 years,
you can no more.
Leave the room if you lose.
Leave when your time's over.
Only cowards stay and hang on to the cards.
Hey, look out! Mind the cars!
Oh my God!
Hey, careful! What are you doing?
- Don't touch me! - I'm not touching you. Fuck you!
I won't touch you but you want to be run over!
Idiot, cockhead, shitface!
Listen, do you know what death is?
- Asshole! - No, you're an asshole!
- Fuck you! - No fuck you!
Are you crazy? Okay let's go now.
To the clinic. You don't like me? You can stay there.
You only have to say it. Here you are.
Come on!
So it's normal, but what am I supposed to do?
Nothing, You don't have to react.
If you stay quiet she'll calm down.
- But, Professor... - Call me by name, please...
Alright. But maybe I did something wrong?
No, you didn't, my dear.
It's her disease's fault, not yours.
But that's what we're for.
Hey, is it ready?
Did you wash it?
I never ask them to wash my car.
They like it.
It's their pastime.
But you can't mortgage this house!
This is your children's house...
To mortgage a house is a normal thing.
The problem is that you're from Milan.
You are extraordinary people,
- you're intelligent... - What's that supposed to mean?
And so you lack imagination.
- ability to dream. - Sure, imagination...
Chicca?
What are you doing still up? Come here.
- How long have they been fighting? - Since the film ended.
And did it and well?
Yes. He was a king and he didn't know,
then he knew it and married the princess.
- That's bad. - Why?
Because then they'll fight like mom and dad.
You must promise me that when you grow old
you'll never get married.
I want to marry you.
And Nicola too.
You can't marry your brothers,
especially two of them together. So...
Let's put Alice to bed and make them stop.
- ...if you have a head on your shoulders. - Hey people...
- Will you stop it please? - Hey, will you stop it?
What are you doing here?
Poor thing, you're still up.
How could she sleep with all that noise?
Tell me, what should I do?
Leave Matteo be, don't involve him in this.
You and Nicola must defend me against your father.
What? Matteo, am I a bad father?
Yes, wanna know what the good father did?
He mortgaged his house.
You mortgaged this house?
No, the Palace of Caserta. Of course, I own this house here!
Did you understand?
If his job ends badly we'll go to sleep under a bridge.
Under a bridge! Matteo, that's cool!
Oh, finally someone who loves adventure!
Sure, we'll live like tramps under a bridge.
But who cares of how his job ends?
You're insane too!
He's right, not insane!
Leave it all to me. I'm the head of the family.
What does that mean?
It means I know when I can invest money.
You have to beat competition, understand?
And then, I can smell a good deal.
You smell good deals? I thought that you could smell
a fart!
Go, go...
What a pity I can't ask for divorce in this country.
- Divorce? Like the American ladies? - Yes like that.
Well, see you.
You're going out again?
Yes, Nicola and the others are waiting for me.
- Where are you going? - Around.
- Girls? - Who knows...
Where is she?
With a client, I think.
Shall we wait here?
Yes this is her fire.
It's a bit embarrassing.
It's not. She'll be here soon.
Is that her?
Yes.
What's happening?
Hi Cati.
Hi Matteo.
Who was that?
Who are those?
My brother and two friends.
Hi.
So, shall we go to your place?
Come in.
Can I leave the light on?
So the hens think it's day and they'll eat.
It's okay.
Don't you get undressed? Are you ashamed?
Understood. I'll turn around.
Look, maybe it's better if we do nothing.
- But I'll pay you all the same. - Are you sick?
No, I'm not, but...
- I don't know. Maybe... - Come on.
Listen, are you Matteo's brother?
Yes, why?
Because you two are different.
- You aren't like him. - Really? Why, what's he like?
He's weird.
Well, anyway...
Let's do it quick or you'll make me waste too much time.
No. Don't kiss my lips.
Hi Giorgia.
Why are you staying here in the dark?
Don't you want to go out?
Everyone's in the garden.
Can I take some pictures of you?
The light is perfect.
Come on, look at me.
Well?
Alright, I'll photograph your hands.
Your hands are pretty, did you know that?
What's that? What did they do to you?
Please read and comment on this page.
It's a poem by Sennuccio Del Bene.
I know, but what does it suggest to you?
- Nothing. - Nothing? Why?
Because it's empty.
Sennuccio Del Bene is empty too.
Then give me an example
of a religious poet you like in particular.
Il Beccaio.
Are you kidding me?
Il Beccaio, is a modest imitator of Cecco Angiolieri,
and can't be considered as one of the religious rhymers.
He curses his father and his mother.
- Is that a religious poet? - I think so.
Well, I don't, and I know a little more than you.
What are you doing?
I got annoyed.
Yes those marks were left by electrical discharges.
She was electroshocked.
- Where did you take the picture? - Isn't the electroshock forbidden?
Unfortunately no. Who's that girl?
I'll tell you later. Go study now. Isn't your exam tomorrow?
Yes. Wish me good luck.
The teacher is a tough one. I wish I got full marks like you.
Full marks...
Are you coming with Carlo and Berto tomorrow?
So we can leave as soon as I've failed?
No, come and take me from "the hole". I'm going to sleep there.
With whom?
Hi Antonio.
Hey, most illustrious one, why here so late?
Sorry, I forgot a book in the hall upstairs.
- I can't move from here. - Don't worry, I'll go get it.
If you wake them up, you'll entertain them.
"Esposti Giorgia, Pietracamela".
Giorgia?
Giorgia, wake up.
Wake up, Giorgia.
Don't be afraid, it's Matteo.
Listen to me carefully.
Now you take all your stuff and we'll leave.
I'll take you away.
You deserved 28 or 29,
but I'm giving you 30 because of what I call
"sympathy quotient"
It's not much,
but it's enough to make you get 30.
Someone disagrees with this quotient thing of mine,
but I think that sympathy,
from the Greek word "sympazein"
which means "share the pathos",
or other people's sufferings, is very important for a Doctor.
To others I apply the "antipathy quotient".
It means I lower their marks.
Antipathy is the worst thing for a Doctor.
I think you are praiseworthy, congratulations.
But don't get big-headed.
You have to do two more exams with me,
I can still tear you to pieces.
Who are those? Friends of yours?
Did you take the claque with you?
No. Well... we have to leave together, so...
- They came here to... - Are they in my class?
I can't remember them..
Ahem, no.
Carlo studies Economics, Berto Philosophy.
Don't tell me the story of their lives.
I'm just happy to know
they'll cause damage somewhere else.
Economics, Philosophy. Wow!
As I said, you're promising.
And I may be wrong,
but I want to give you a piece of advice.
If you're you somehow ambitious, leave.
Leave Italy.
Leave Italy as quickly as you can.
Do you want to be a surgeon?
I still don't know.
Whatever you decide,
go to study in London or Paris.
Go to America if you can,
but leave this country.
Italy should be destroyed.
It's a beautiful and useless place,
destined to die.
You mean the Doomsday is about to come?
I wish.
We would be forced to rebuild all if it did,
while everything remains motionless instead,
in the hands of the dinosaurs. Listen to me, go away.
Why are you staying though?
Me?
My dear, because I'm one of the dinosaurs.
Move aside please.
Aside, aside, we're leaving!
I had thirty!
How can you have 30 at your first exam! You're sick!
So, Matteo's in "the hole"?
- Yes. - Drive faster!
I can't. 4,000 revolutions, remember?
- Yes but 4,000... - Come on, 4,000!
4,000 my foot! Weeeeee!
Faster!
Giorgia?
Giorgia!
Wake up, it's time to go.
I made you some coffee.
Sugar?
One, two?
No sugar?
...I understand if he was referring
to your specialisation,
But I don't think that going abroad to find a job can...
So you think we'll all find a job in Italy?
Yes, our yearly growth is at 7%
and unemployment is at 3%.
- What does it mean? - It means things are going well
because unemployment increases when growth goes below 4%.
You mean that will be begged to work?
No, that's a bit too much,
also because within the next few years
plenty of people will graduate.
Inflation should increase a little.
So to speak, natural selection will take place.
Let's say that out of 3 graduated people,
one won't find any job.
Basically the dumbest of the three.
Hey now, why don't you all go to...
I think we should take the "Statale Appenninica".
Sure, so we'll need 20 days to reach Turin.
Okay but girls don't hitchhike on the highway.
- He fixed his mind on that! - On what?
- But where's Matteo? - I have no idea.
You should go and check.
Okay, I'll get the keys and...
Oh, there he is, finally.
Who's that?
I don't know her.
He was supposed to come alone?
I don't know anything.
Wait here, please.
We said no girlfriends!
Let's hear what he has to say before.
Maybe she isn't coming with us.
That girl looks strange. There's something about her.
Who's she? The girl in the pictures?
But what's the problem?
Nothing, it's a delicate matter.
And?
See you at the Brennero.
- Did you go crazy? - Are you joking?
We were supposed to be at the Brennero by night.
- We'll be a day behind now. - Calm down.
- We'll never get to Hamburg. - Calm down.
See you at the customs in two days.
It's because of her?
Yes, because of her.
Did she run away from home?
Kind of.
Where are you going? We'll take you there.
No, we'll take care of it.
Okay then, good trip!
- You too. - Good trip.
- See you. - Good trip.
- Don't go too fast, okay? - I won't.
I don't know, when I saw how bad she felt I thought...
You did the right thing.
And that matter of the electroshock too...
You're right, it's horrible.
But we have to take her somewhere now.
Her mom is dead.
Her dad lives in a place called Pietracamela.
Pietracamela? Where is it?
I don't know, maybe in the Appennino.
We could take her there, then leave.
Alright. Giorgia?
Come here.
See how strange she acts?
Yes, but why?
She's nuts!
No she isn't.
She looks intelligent.
Giorgia!
Do you remember me?
How are you, Giorgia?
My Bishop forgets me,
while you still love Don Vito, don't you?
Look at you!
You're so pretty...
- Who are those? - Hello.
- Nicola.
- Vito. - Matteo, nice to meet you.
- What's the matter? - We're looking for Giorgia's father.
He moved a few years ago.
- He lives in Ravenna now. - In Ravenna?
Yes, he moved there three or four years ago.
Are you from the Institute?
Yes, from Villa Quieta.
And so young... Good boys.
And how come you brought her here?
- For summer holidays. - For summer.
She was confirmed like all the others,
because children are all the same for me.
Aren't they, Giorgi'? Do you remember...
Lord, I'm not worthy of you,
but just say a word and my soul will be saved.
- She's so pretty. - Very good!
As a child she knew the Angel's prayer.
But the Word of God was nothing serious for her.
So it is for many other people.
You're right. What's your name again?
Matteo.
- And yours? - Nicola.
Good boy, Nico'
Maybe it was her mother's death. She died when Giorgia was a child,
and she kind of became obsessed.
She cleaned everything, over an over again.
She cleaned her room, the kitchen, the stable...
Who knows why.
What time is the next bus to Ravenna?
It's just left! If you only said it earlier..
There's another one at 7 a.m.
which arrives in the afternoon.
Tomorrow morning? We must leave immediately.
Immediately? That cannot be.
It's impossible.
What are we going to do now?
You could stay at my place.
I have a kind of... not a stable, a depot.
Better than a poke in the eye, or a kick in the face! Isn't it?
For you madam,
here's the Royal Suite.
You can lay down
on this wonderful bed.
There's also a fantastic séparé
so you can have your privacy,
separated from the two heroes, Ajax and Achilles.
There's also a beautiful
blanket, by kind concession of the clergy.
So if you're cold you can put it on.
But I'm not getting undressed.
I'm not.
That's fine.
You know what? I won't get undressed too.
Okay, let's get some sleep now.
Giorgia...
Tomorrow you'll sleep in a real bed in your father's house.
I don't have a father. I don't.
Give me that! Thief!
Give me that, bastard asshole! You're a thief! A thief!
Let go of it! It's mine!
Giorgia!
- Come inside! - Leave me be!
- Leave you be? - Leave me be!
Leave me be! Leave me be!
- Thief! Thief! - Look...
- I'm not a thief! - You are!
Sorry, I didn't know it was yours.
- You're a thief! - I found it on the floor!
Enough!
- What's wrong? - Nothing, I took a noteb-
- But I didn't know it was hers! - Go away!
You have to go away!
Leave it to me.
Giorgia, let's go inside, it's raining.
Enough!
Come on, we're getting wet here.
Let's go back inside, please.
Maybe you better wear something dry.
I'll give you something mine.
Do you like it?
Put it on.
Are you ashamed?
You can go behind the curtain.
Come on.
Next time you want to shower, just let me know,
and I'll book you a room at the Grand Hotel.
Done?
How long does it take?
The buttons...
- May I? - Yes.
I'll help you.
Buttons are the hardest thing.
Shoelaces too, but buttons are really complicated.
Imagine if Don Vito comes in now.
He would curse us and we'd go to hell.
You have a beautiful smile.
You're good, see?
Let's sleep now.
Let's go to beddy-byes.
Shall I turn off the light?
- No. No no. - Alright, lights on.
Good night.
What happened?
Nothing.
Good morning madam. Excuse me...
- Good morning. - Do you know where Mr. Saro lives?
He lives here, he's my husband.
Where is he now?
What's wrong?
Nothing, it's a personal matter.
Aren't you Giorgia?
You should have been in the Institute.
And who are those?
Fatty...
Giorgia...
What are you doing here?
What happened?
We don't think the Institute is the right place for her.
What?
She is ill-treated there.
And when she has a crisis they electroshock her.
- Electroshock? - Yes.
- And what's that? - Electric discharges.
- Aren't they painful? - They are.
I pay a lot of money to the Institute
so she can recover and be well...
Why don't you keep her with you instead?
I can't, I have other children.
Then keep her in the family with her siblings.
They aren't her siblings,
they're Rosa's kids.
Rosa loves you, and they do as well,
but you don't get along with them.
In fact
I put you in that clinic hoping for you to feel well,
and recover your health.
Giorgia,
now these people will take you back to the clinic.
Why don't you try to take her with you?
They'll take you back so you'll be fine.
Giorgia doesn't need a doctor. She needs a father.
I am a father!
I love you Giorgia, you know that.
Then show her you do. Take her to your house.
I cannot do that! Life's expensive nowadays,
I already spend a lot for the clinic...
Money's nothing to do with her. She needs love.
- We love her! But... - She feels awful, I know that!
Hey I'm not forced to speak about my family
- with two strangers! - What kind of father are you?
- And who the hell are you? - She's your daughter!
She's my daughter so she's none of your business!
- None of my business? - Hey calm down!
Calm down!
Stop it now!
Damn you!
- Where are we going now? - I don't know.
You should think twice before hitting her father!
- She can come with us. - With us where?
To the appointment with Carlo and Berto.
And what about the customs?
Where's her Passport?
You should use your head sometimes!
Are you hungry?
No.
You don't eat or drink. Do you live on air?
- And stop that- - Leave her alone!
She cut herself.
Come on, get a towel!
- What if she cut her vein? - Come on...
Maybe we should take her to the ER.
There's no need for that. Get a towel please.
This is the Cheyenne method.
"Drooling Dew"
- What happened? - Nothing, we broke a glass.
- Korea scored. - Who cares?
In fact we couldn't care less.
Less than nothing.
On the contrary, I'm a fan of Korea.
Ko-re-a! Ko-re-a!
- Bye. - Bye.
- Wait for me here then. - What will you tell Giovanna?
I'll tell her that we got a problem after leaving.
But what if she asks why Carlo and Berto aren't with us?
Trust me, okay?
I don't trust my sister.
- She could send us to jail. - That's why I'm going alone.
- What about us? - Think of something.
There's a bar, have something to drink...
I'll leave my bags here, okay?
- See you. - Bye.
Do you want something to drink?
Okay, you're mad at me.
You don't speak to me...
Give me a sign then.
Say "yes" or "no".
Was that "yes"?
- Hello. - Hello, can I help you?
What would you like?
Hey!
Giorgia?
You want to listen to something?
What's your favourite?
Elvis? Sandy Show?
What's "Achi"?
Oh, "A chi", Fausto Leali.
Let me see...
Here.
B 3.
Your friend Berto did something serious.
She is under her father's jurisdiction
and he decides for her. There's nothing I can do. It's the law.
But Berto thought she would be killed in that clinic.
Then he could have filed a complaint.
That's what the Magistracy's for.
He seized a person, not a knick-knack.
Do you ever deal with such cases?
No, I'm dealing with that.
You won't believe me, but thousands of people work there.
- So lots of problems? - The usual job suits,
dismissals, diseases, accidents...
I've an embarrassing wide choice.
Plants never stop here.
They're on 24/7, all year.
That's why the sea and the sky changed colour.
The Leadership says it's all under control,
but last week
they distributed this.
Toothpaste?
Yes, but they advised for teeth to be brushed
before meals, not after. Understand?
Not really.
It means that the powder on their teeth and gums is toxic.
And it causes cancer in the long run.
Listen, it's not Berto's problem but yours, right?
No, it's Matteo's instead. He always gets in trouble.
No, I promise you it's Berto's.
Why don't you call the Psychiatric Hospital in Gorizia?
There are wonderful doctors there.
They may be wonderful, but it's still an asylum.
But their patients aren't tied up or electroshocked.
What if we take her here?
I am forced to report you to the local Attorney.
They come here, get the girl,
and take her back to her father. Clear?
How long till the train leaves?
Half an hour.
Listen, why don't you go and buy three "zatterini"?
- Me? - Yes, you.
No, I can't.
Why? You've got legs, haven't you?
- I'll do it. - No, she will.
Come on, three "zatterini".
- I can't do it. - You can, it's easy.
Hi miss.
- Three "zatterini". - Three "zatterini".
Do you think we should really take her to Gorizia?
I think so.
Giovanna said it's a good hospital.
And if we don't like the doctors,
she'll spend the holidays with us.
In Sicily.
Here you are.
Your change.
Wait, miss. Your change.
- Hello. - Hello guys.
- Two coffees please. - Sure.
Miss, you left your change.
Take it.
He's asking you to take your change...
- Do you know her? - No, I've never seen her before.
Is anything wrong?
I don't know, she left her change here.
- I called her, but... - I see.
Are you with someone?
No, I'm alone.
Do you carry any documents?
She isn't answering. Let's take her with us.
Come with us.
What about her bag?
I don't know..
What's going to happen to her?
I don't know.
Maybe she'll be taken back to the Institute.
Is it possible that there's nothing we can do?
Look, let's catch our train tomorrow.
Let's go on with our journey.
Alright.
Let's have some rest now.
Matteo, what are you doing?
My journey's over.
- Over? What do you mean? - I'm going to Rome.
To Rome? Why?
What's wrong with you? Have you gone crazy?
Remember the exam I was supposed to take?
Well?
I failed it.
Did you?
Why didn't you tell me?
And what's this got to do with the fact you're going back to Rome?
- Nothing. - Then get off!
Come on, the train's leaving! Get off!
And you left me on that bench like an idiot!
Get off!
Bye.
What does "bye" mean?
Nicola...
Where's the recruitment?
What should I do
if I want to start military service?
What should you do?
You should look for professional help.
Dear Matteo,
I'm sending this letter to mom and dad
so that they can give it to you.
Where are you?
Did you hear from Carlo and Berto?
I never met them,
I travelled alone. By the way here I am.
Norway is a wonderful place.
People are particularly striking.
Martin, for example, is American,
and he's a deserter.
He left America because he didn't want to go to Vietnam,
Holy...
The world is holy.
The soul is holy.
The tongue, the cock,
and hand
and asshole are holy.
Who wrote that?
- A genius. - What's their name?
Allen Ginsberg.
Savages...
I left my companions and I'm heading north.
You won't believe me,
but I am in front of a small wooden church
a few steps from a stone which says that
the Polar Arctic Circle Line passes through here.
Right now my fellow students
are having lesson with the old dinosaur,
but I don't feel guilty,
I don't feel like I'm wasting my time.
Dear beast,
I've something important to tell you.
I'll never shave or a have a haircut again.
I'm sending you a picture to show you how I look.
Pretty, aren't I?
What the hell are you doing?
...I don't like games, clear?
- Don't play with me! - Calm down!
Don't break my balls!
- He's a weirdo. - He's crazy!
- How are you? - He hurt me.
My money's gone,
so I'll look for a job in some local sawmill.
They pay workers well and need workers all the time.
Girls are beautiful here, serene...
without turning serious as Italian girls do
when one pays them a compliment.
Faster! Keep your butts down!
You wanna get killed? You're a bunch of queers!
Faster, or you'll do it again and again!
Come on, animals! I'm gonna break your ass!
Nicola Carati.
- Long beard. - But I...
- Shut up! Step forward! - Remember
that you don't represent only yourself.
You represent the Army! Is it clear?
And another thing, I want this to be clear:
No one plays games in here!
No bad jokes on the recruits! Clear?
- Loosened tie. - Step forward!
- Dirty shoes! - Step forward!
And you call that a rucksack?
- Sorry. - Back to your place!
Step forward!
Please Lieutenant, don't do this to me.
I have to call mom, she's no one to help her.
Dad is sick, I was the only one who worked.
- I need to know if... - Attention!
- What are you doing? - I don't want to go out!
Fine.
You won't go out tomorrow and the day after tomorrow too!
The confined ones stay here. All the others out!
Sometimes I think of Giorgia.
...of the fact we couldn't protect her.
Maybe when I'm back I'll become a Psychiatrist.
We must do something for people like her.
They mustn't be electroshocked.
You're great, Matteo. You made fun of the Lieutenant.
But you're strange. You had him confine you for three days.
And you could have found a better excuse.
That's the truth.
I am unemployed, I want to make a military career.
Didn't you say you're the only one with a job?
That's the only lie I told.
- You should make a career here too. - Are you nuts?
You can become a General.
Hurry up!
Faster!
Come on!
Faster!
Nicola!
Attention!
Five minutes break then we'll start. Stand at ease!
Dismiss!
Nicola!
Matteo!
- What's this military costume? - I'm a military!
- What about University?
I left it. Luigi?
Luigi, come here.
He's my brother Nicola, he sent me the postcards.
- Hi. - I'm Nicola.
- Is that my brother for real? - You don't look like each other.
Excuse me...
Excuse me.
Thanks.
- Professor, are there precious books? - I'm still checking.
- I'll send someone to help you. - Great, thank you.
Easy. Don't shake the water.
Watch out. Be careful.
Those are precious books.
- No need to hurry. - It's slippery here.
- Carati, where are you? - At your orders! I'm here.
- Is everything under control here? - Yes, no problem sir.
- Then Pezzuco's following me. - Alright.
- What was that? - It's called "stecca". My God!
You never did military service, did you?
I don't even want to!
Do you want to be a tramp?
I saved lots of money
- working as a woodcutter. - Good.
- I'm not going back to Rome. - And what about University?
I'll enroll somewhere else.
After what I saw around Europe
I can't keep on living with mom and dad.
- When will you be done with the Army? - Never.
- What do you mean? - I'm making a career.
- Where? - I want to be a Policeman.
- Are you kidding me? - No.
- You'll be a policeman? - I will.
You went nuts!
Come on, you believed that?
- You were kidding? - Come on, Nicola...
Look!
Who knows what it used to be... It's a miniated manuscript in Latin.
Let me get a torch.
"In 1126 A. D., the light..."
- No, "The first light." - "The first light of day came..."
- I can't remember that verb. - "Came and alighted"
"Came and alighted on the head of the Blessed One."
What are you doing? Why aren't you lined up?
Hurry up!
Did you hear him?
Such a jerk could be your boss forever...
Faster! Faster!
He's right by the way. We're wasting time.
Pass me the books.
- I can't believe it! - Carlo! Berto!
- How long have you been here? - Three days.
You're a tramp!
- You look like shit! - I'm the "good savage"
- More like a woodcutter. - Exactly!
You made us wait in Bolzano for two days!
- Three days! - You weren't there when I arrived.
- Liar! - I called your mom.
- She said you were in Hamburg. - Let's go get some food!
- I took two exams all alone. - I failed three exams all alone!
- Let me see. "I think..."? - "Therefore I am!"
- See, you're good! - Why didn't you write at least?
It was a wild place. No stamps.
Yeah sure...
What about girls? No girls?
- Don't place it there. - I was told to...
- No, their place is over there. follow me. - Make up your minds...
...mind the step there,
or the bottles will br- very good.
Our soldiers came here to help us.
Give them some bread.
- And wine too. - How cute.
Enough.
What are they doing?
Look at their coats...
Those are Lorenzo the Magnificent's nieces.
- ...Covered with mud... - He's amazing too.
Looks like he came from a book by Chekov...
Remember Firs in "The Cherry Orchard"?
- Who's Firs? - The old hunchback...
Never mind.
No, I remember.
...give him some bread too.
...good. To these young men now.
- Good morning misses. - Are you mocking them?
- Just joking... - Then it's fine.
Give them some wine and bread too. Here.
Who are those pretty girls?
Marquis Riccobaldi's kids. We were lucky.
Our house is on the hills, so it wasn't damaged.
And so the Marquis sent his daughters
...to say thank you all.
- How nice of him! - Him? I'm the one who's carrying the cart!
Just kidding.
I've played the piano since I was 10.
- Now I'm a Maths' student in Turin. - What's Maths got to do with the piano?
My mother chose the piano, I chose Maths.
- But why Maths? - Because I wanted to solve
the famous problem of the jealous husbands.
What's that?
- You don't know it? - No.
- There are three married couples. - Married?
- Yes. - How boring...
They have to cross a river.
They only have a boat which can carry two people.
The jealous husbands don't want
their wives to remain with the other men.
Of course.
Where's the riddle?
How do they cross the river?
It's easy. So...
Two wives go first.
One gets back and takes her husband...
...to the other side. Mind your own business.
She leaves him there, gets back and...
- No. - She leaves him there. No.
Two husbands go first...
It's the same, isn't it?
- I give up. - It's easy you said?
- No, I'll solve it. - Maybe another time.
- Okay. - Once you've graduated,
...will you be a teacher or a pianist?
Not a teacher.
Not even a pianist, I think.
You know your business!
You must do both things.
Sure...
- Let's enrol in Turin. - Why?
- Turin? - He's crazy!
- Yes, he is. - Berto, Let's go to Turin!
I won't graduate. Dad wants me to work in his factory.
- Don't laugh. - What about you, Carlo?
- Torino? - Yes, Agnelli, the FIAT...
The chocolate... I don't know.
- Are you cold? - Yes.
- What are you doing? - I'm giving you this.
- Don't... - Come on!
Berto, I think we should go to sleep.
I'm not sleepy.
- Good night. - Let's go.
- Bye. - Good night.
- Did you send them away? - I didn't.
Good night. Good night.
Can I be your guest in Turin?
You're crazy, I don't even know you!
TURIN, FEBRUARY 1968
Nicola? Pull it a little...
Move it to the right.
No... Look at him!
No! Nicola?
I love you. I love you like crazy.
Nicola, watch out!
Let go of them!
"Away, away the police!"
See you.
You brought the bike in the house?
Are you afraid that the "terroni" steal it?
- Shut up and make some food. - Sure, honey!
- With your holy hands. - So holy!
Where's Carlo?
- What? - Here's "The voice of the Master".
One has to be informed
- as regards what they want too. - You don't need papers for that.
- They want to fuck us. - That's an elegant gesture.
From Oxford.
By the way don't call me a "terrone" anymore okay?
- I am from Turin. - Are you?
- Ouch! - Look at him!
He can't even laugh.
It's easy for the police to face you sissies...
Shut up.
They should come to the factory. We'd kick their asses!
- Fast! - Yeah, kick them...
- You can't because of the Labour Unions. - Don't involve the Unions.
Who writes this bullshit? Your friends?
Did you read that?
We were given this yesterday.
Alright, but...
"We must destroy the school, not change it."
- You got it wrong. - Listen.
I don't want to destroy schools. I want a right to study...
...for me who couldn't study, and for my children.
You have no children!
- Learn to speak! - But Vitale...
- It's true, you have no kids. - I'm still young!
Don't you have to go to the students' collective's meeting?