and hauled her out of some whorehouse in Shanghai.
You really will lend me these foxes?
Of course. Keep them as long as you like.
Thank you.
Wait for me. I'll be right back.
Do you often go around people's houses spying?
How often do I honeymoon in France?
I met a woman with your eyes.
-Where? -Ventimiglia.
The resemblance is unbelievable.
-And who was she? -A prostitute.
Many thanks.
-Did she kiss well? -lt would be like kissing you.
-How did it end up then? -lt didn't.
I embraced her and that was it.
I was left with this great desire to find her again.
-Why are you so hostile? -Because I'm sincere.
Over here she had a scar.
No! No! Let me go!
Who knows what it's for?
But it isn't gold the way I imagined.
From here it's almost as small as the one I have on my night table.
They say at least once a month,
some disappointed lover throws himself off. How stupid.
-You want to go to the Tower? -Yes.
Taxi!
Yes. I'm glad we're going up the Eiffel Tower.
Quick! To the Eiffel Tower. Ciao!
And you?
Attention!
Now, supple. Go on. Hup!
Helene dear, chin up.
Hup!
Try it again now.
Watch your knees, Denise.
Take a breath.
That's starting to look good, isn't it?
Your head.
Your points out.
Eyes still, Margot.
Take a break.
Thank you, madame.
-ls there some place to talk? -Here.
-No, not here. -Why not?
I have some friends in Brazil.
I'll leave everything if you come with me.
I, on the other hand, have friends in ltaly.
I received a letter. Read it.
"lf you ever get this letter, it will be in spite of the prison censors."
You must never make the gesture as wide as this.
Why did you stop? Go on.
"They come suddenly in the night and kick the door of my cell
"so as not to let me sleep."
-Why do... -Continue.
Why do you make me read this letter?
I'll tell you in a bit.
"Some days, there are the false executions.
"They sent me the priest three times already
"and I refused extreme unction.
"They gave me castor oil again, but they should realize
"that after almost 20 years,
"I'm used to it. It has no effect."
Why must I read this letter?
You want me to tell you?
Because you're a Fascist! A spy!
You imagine you took us in? You're mistaken.
Does your husband know?
Why do you think you were received?
You're only a worm.
You revolt me! You're disgusting!
I'm getting Giulia at the hotel.
We'll be on the first train home.
You'd never do it. You're too much of a coward.
Marcello! Hold me.
Marcello, I'm frightened.
Marcello, please don't hurt us.
Swear it! Swear it, please.
I don't know.
Giulia, look at this.
Anna! Come here!
It's a surprise!
Look at that color. It's a dream!
Come and look at this one. Here.
Anna! It's divine!
Look how beautiful it is! Just look!
Giulia, come on.
It's very big, all in wood, with enormous beds.
The house belonged to my grandfather.
Luca and I used to go there often.
Roby, here!
But now with what's going on in Spain, we don't leave Paris any longer.
All right, Roby! That's enough! Come here!
La Savoie is beautiful. I can't wait to get back.
Dottore! Dottore!
Come on, I know you're back there.
Why don't you want to see me?
I've been running after you all day.
And it's freezing here.
You ought to come out and have a chat now.
What is it you're worrying about?
We'll go somewhere inside. We'll talk about it.
I have my job, you know.
The time's passing.
You must have a plan by now.
You haven't stood still for an instant.
May I say you ought to be following him, not his wife.
There's no point in screaming like that at the birds, you know.
They don't understand you foreigners. Maniac.
He thinks the birds in Paris are foreigners.
God damn it. Dottore!
I do understand you.
But the operation must be quick and decisive.
Third floor.
You don't mind if we stay like this a bit?
No.
How silly you are.
Remember what you yourself said a while ago,
"lf I weren't married," you said.
Yes, I might have said that. I am married.
It doesn't mean a thing.
You have to understand married to whom.
I like him.
Let's try on my new frock.
No. Don't move. I want to dress you.
How strange you are. You want to be my maid now?
What difference does it make? It's my pleasure.
Please, don't look at me. I'm embarrassed.
There's nothing wrong with it. I'm a woman just as you are.
Yes, but you look at me in a way...
Turn around.
How beautiful!
How much I love Paris!
When Marcello sees it!
Violets? Violets, monsieur?
Do you want violets?
These are real Parma violets.
-They're really from Parma? -Absolutely.
Let me have one.
Thank you.
"Ye prisoners of starvation!"
Arise ye prisoners of starvation
Awake ye wretched of the Earth
For justice thunders condemnation
A better world in birth
No more tradition's chains shall bind us
Arise ye slaves no more in thrall
The earth shall rise on new foundations
We have been naught, we shall be all
'Tis the final conflict
Let each stand in his place
The Internationale
Shall lead the human race
'Tis the final conflict
Let each stand in his place
The Internationale
Shall lead the human race
Inside.
-Come. -What's the matter?
-Do you like real Parma violets? -They're not for me.
I want you to have them.
You couldn't have known I'd be at the hotel.
They're for Giulia.
It's for you I bought them.
Giulia will be beautiful tonight.
Half past eight at the hotel.
You know, I'm sad.
Since we've arrived in Paris, we haven't made love yet.
Your knees are sharp.
Here's news for you.
The Quadris have a house in the Savoie.
Anna says the Professor leaves tomorrow morning by car
while she stays here.
Only for a day or so, then she's planning to join her husband
and wants us to visit with them in the mountains.
I have the address.
Nice, don't you think so?
She told me they have enormous beds in their villa
which make awful noises!
And she says there are big, big forests in the neighborhood
where no one ever passes.
Anna says...
Anna told me you can even make love in the snow.
Can you imagine the Professor wandering around in the woods naked?
You had me convinced you were the typical new ltalian.
No such type exists yet, but we're creating him.
-Through repression? -No, through example.
Giving him castor oil? Throwing him into prison?
By torturing them? Blackmailing?
Anna. Please, dear, calm down.
Clerici is a Fascist. I'm an Anti-Fascist.
We both knew.
And we decided to have supper together all the same.
-And get the wives drunk. -The old Professor and his ex-pupil.
-Giulia, what's the matter? -And yet I'm willing to bet.
God, I've drunk so much!
-You may change your mind yet. -lmpossible, Professor.
My husband is naive about these things.
I can't forget that Clerici was one of my best students ever.
Really? Tell me. What was Marcello like as a student?
-Serious. Too serious. -But you can't be too serious.
Really serious people are never serious.
Giulia, did you ever see your husband laugh?
No, but then, he's a very serious man. That's his nature.
-Nothing the matter with that. -That's not my nature at all.
I've an idea, Clerici. You should both remain here.
You will understand a great deal about many things living here.
For you, it's an important opportunity.
What do you know, Professor?
He's right.
He's only in Paris to enjoy his honeymoon.
By the way, did Giulia mention my idea to you?
-We have a lovely guest room... -With an enormous bed!
And from la Savoie you can go back to ltaly.
Thank you, but I promised Giulia to show her Paris.
I'm half-drunk already!
That's splendid. My husband will leave tomorrow.
And after you see some more of Paris, we'll join him.
Marcello, tell the truth. Would you like us to go?
But of course I would. They're really so kind.
-Well, all right. -Perhaps Giulia doesn't want to go.
No, no!
If you don't like me, you can just say so.
Don't embarrass dear Giulia.
-We'll definitely come. Right, Giulia? -Yes.
Let me sit there.
God, it's going around, the whole place.
It's like that restaurant we had on the train
with that funny fat man.
Marcello, will you give me a proof of your friendship?
There's something to be sent. A letter.
To Rome. To a comrade. I ask you to help me.
It has to be delivered personally. There's no hurry.
When you get back to ltaly from our place.
This might mean prison.
Any one of my men would risk much more.
Professor, one would say you're doing this purposely,
just to get me into trouble there.
Considering what you're going back to, Clerici,
-a month in a Fascist jail may be better. -Excuse me.
What is it?
What's the matter?
Hey, Dottore! Watch out!
What? I'm here to protect you and you want to kill me?
I don't want to kill anyone. Here. I don't want to carry it anymore.
What is this all about?
-You giving up? -No, it's so clumsy.
I don't even know how to use it. It's in my way, it's so heavy.
Listen to me, comrade!
I want you to look straight at me.
We're in a war, right? You give up, you're a deserter.
Everybody's thought of deserting at least once.
-I wouldn't think of that. -Even I did. Really. Yes, yes, yes.
But I said to myself, "Manganiello, why, what are you thinking of?"
It isn't your patriotism,
it isn't your honor you are betraying.
It is really you.
After a while,
I managed a hearty pat on my back, smoked another cigar,
and what did I think? "Let's go.
"Courage now.
"Comrade Manganiello?"
Fight or be beaten.
It's freezing!
Hurry. We're going to dance.
You'll make me fall!
Come on.
Thanks.
If you were what you say,
you would have agreed to carry that letter
and you would have used it against our friends in Rome.
Well, take a look. There's nothing written.
I thought it best to put you to the test.
They must stop dancing.
But why?
They're both so pretty.
Well, what's there to stare at?
This is Paris, and I'm a fashionable woman, aren't l?
-You're crazy, completely. -All right. Let's dance!
Everyone! All of you!
Everybody, come on!
-Tomorrow by car at dawn. -Wait!
-What about his wife? -She doesn't go.
Better without her.
We'll meet in Rome!
And the best of luck to you!
Who knows what you think of me, Professor?
I've had too much champagne!
It's good for anybody to get drunk once in a while.
You won't believe this.
You upset me like you're giving me an exam.
If you're prepared, everybody'll pass?
Listen. I'll be going tomorrow with my husband.
You must remain.
Please remain in town. Do it for me.
Didn't you decide to go with Giulia and me?
Haven't you observed she can't stand me, your Giulia?
Pardon!
But Giulia's so stupid. Can't you see she's drunk?
We've all lost our heads a little tonight.
Besides, you're mistaken to say she can't bear you.
She mentioned that she admires you.
-What else did she say? -That she finds you seductive.
I changed my mind.
I'll stay with you in Paris. Glad?
Anna! The Professor is propositioning me!
Help!
I feel so happy that in a minute I know I'm going to feel terrible!
Ciao!
Damn. I'm beginning to get tired.
-Manganiello. -Yes, Dottore.
-I've just had a fantastic dream. -You did?
I was in Switzerland.
And you were taking me for an operation in a hospital
because I was blind.
Switzerland. It's beautiful.
And Professor Quadri did the operation.
The operation was a success and I was leaving soon
with the wife of the Professor. And she loved me.
Switzerland.
I remember in Milan
when I was a child, we used to sing a song.
Wait a minute.
In Africa after all that work and four dead men,
we discovered it was no longer necessary.
And my superior, "You have ruined us all!
"You're only beasts, you are!"
"Now wait a second," I said. "We are men, not beasts."
That woman should have returned to her bed
and stayed there all day.
God!
-Love can certainly... -What are you trying to say?
No. Nothing, Dottore.
No. I was saying that sometimes love can even perform miracles.
There!
It's them, isn't it?
Keep about 60 feet back.
There's a car behind us.
-So? -Following us.
Nothing the matter with that. Why are you so nervous?
Watch out!
Must be something the matter.
Don't get out, please, I beg you!
-Well, why not? -I don't know, but I'm frightened.
We can't just sit here like this.
I'll be right back.
Wait here.
Luca!
I thought you were ill.
What is it? What do you want from me?
Look out, I'm shooting.
How disgusting. I've always said so.
Make me work in the shit, sure, but not with a coward.
If it's up to me, cowards, homosexuals and Jews,
they're all the same thing.
If it were up to me, I'd stand them all against a wall.
Better yet, eliminate them when they're born.
Attention.
His Majesty King Vittorio Emanuele
accepted the resignation of His Excellency Benito Mussolini
as head of the government, Prime Minister and Secretary of State.
His Majesty has named as head of the government,
Prime Minister and Secretary of State,
His Excellency Marshal Pietro Badoglio.
How elegant you are with your mama's hat on!
You even put on the foxes Mama brought from Paris.
Good for Marta!
King Vittorio Emanuele has accepted the resignation
of His Excellency Benito Mussolini
as head of the government, Prime minister and Secretary of State,
and His Majesty has named as head of the government,
Prime minister and Secretary of State,
His Excellency Marshal Pietro Badoglio.
A red apple.
Ready? Hail Mary, full of grace...
"Hail Mary, full of grace..."
-the Lord is with Thee. -"the Lord is with Thee."
-Blessed art Thou amongst women... -"Blessed art Thou amongst women..."
...and blessed is the fruit of Thy womb, Jesus.
"...the fruit of Thy womb, Jesus."
Holy Mary, Mother of God...
"Holy Mary, Mother of God..."
...pray for us sinners...
"...pray for us sinners..."
-...now and at the hour of our death. -"...now and at the hour of our death."
Italo called.
-Amen. -"Amen."
Now to sleep. Come on, lie down and sleep.
-ltalo? -Yes. Italo.
-What did he want? -He'll expect you at the usual place.
Italo. After all this time.
How awful they all are!
Celebrating because the King threw out Mussolini,
when yesterday they were all for him.
I can't wait till we get them out of here.
Why see ltalo? What's the use of it?
If he called it means he needs me, and I'm going.
I was always the one who took him around.
I took him everywhere.
He used to say that when I described things to him
it was like seeing them with his own eyes.
Go to sleep.
Marcello, you've got to take care, you hear?
Why?
What do you mean?
Nothing.
Wait, listen. What are you going to do now?
The same as everyone else who thought like me.
When there are so many of us, there's no risk.
I know, but I want to say the business with Quadri...
I don't know what you're talking about.
In Paris, Anna,
maybe in order to get me away from you,
told me you worked for the secret police.
-And you? What did you answer? -That it wasn't important.
That I was your wife and I loved you.
And if you worked for them, it was your decision.
But then, when the Quadris were killed,
how scared I became.
And what do you think of it now?
Well, I think that, after all,
it was an important step in your career.
That's right.
Marcello, don't go out!
They could hurt you.
I won't be in danger.
After all, what have I done? My duty.
But why do you want to go?
I want to see how a dictatorship falls.
Mama! Where are you? I'm afraid.
I'm here, darling. I'm coming.
Marcello?
There's something that's still stuck to you.
-Where? -Here.
Oh, yes.
What about eating?
As long as there are cats around, I manage.
They say cat meat tastes like rabbit.
Too bad we didn't meet yesterday.
I had a whipped cream cake at home.
-With real cream? -Yes, why not?
-You need eggs for that. -Somebody I met lives in the country.
He sends me bread, too.
Fresh eggs? Bread?
He keeps me supplied. I never lack for anything in my house.
Chickens, butter, fresh cheese.
-And potatoes? -Potatoes, too.
If you come home with me, I'll be happy to make you an omelet.
-What kind? -A jelly omelet.
You must be tired of eating cats all the time.
Yes. I ate too many of them. And they're not so easy to find.
-What did you do? -Ate mice.
There are more rats with the cats gone?
Yes, but they're all skin and bones.
Listen. I don't live far from here.
Why don't you come and have dinner with me?
-ls there a place to sleep? -You can stay.
Nice shoes you have. Soft.
They were a present.
I got a present, too. A Siamese cat.
-Was he good? -Too tough.
I have a pair of suede shoes. You can have them.
And I have a nice oriental kimono. Like Madame Butterfly's.
You know who Madame Butterfly is?
Lino!
-ls your name Lino? You! -Me? Why?
You were a chauffeur, right?
-But a long time ago. -Yes.
-You had a pistol. -l? I don't understand you.
And you're alive still.
But I don't know you. What do you want of me?
What's that scar?
-There was an accident. -What accident?
What do you want? Take your hands off me!
Where were you?
What were you doing on March 25, 1 91 7?
Me? I... Who are you? You must be crazy.
What were you doing on March 25, 1 91 7?
Let me alone!
And the 15th of October, 1938.
Where were you? What were you doing?
What were you doing at 4:00 p.m. on October 1 5th, 1938?
Where were you? What were you doing?
What were you doing? I've got to know.
Murderer! Murderer!
He killed a man, a political exile,
on October 15th, 1938!
Yes, Professor Quadri!
Luca Quadri!
And his wife Anna Quadri.
He's a homosexual, a Fascist!
And his name is Pasqualino!
Semirama!
Pasqualino Semirama!
Marcello, don't do that.
Marcello, where are you?
-Fascist! -No, Marcello!
He, too, is a Fascist. Right here.
-What are you doing this for? -This one's a Fascist.
Marcello, no. No, Marcello, please.
Marcello, no, no, Marcello!
Italo Montanari! Fascist!
No, Marcello. Are you crazy?
Marcello, why are you doing this? Please, come back here.
Marcello. Marcello!
Marcello! Marcello!
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