I feel like I never want to go home again.
Swear.
That you'll never become a fat, vulgar landowner.
Swear. Swear!
I swear. I swear.
And swear that you'll love me forever and marry me never.
Swear! Swear!
I swear I'll marry you forever!
Never!
Give me your hand.
My hand? Never!
- Oh, you're such a liar! - Quiet, if you please!
What's going on?
- Ottavio? - This is very delicate work I'm doing.
What are you doing?
I'm taking some artistic photographs.
Who are you? Why are you standing there?
Us? Oh, we're babes in the woods.
Oh, yes, with empty stomachs, signora.
And now that you've discovered my secret love for photography?
Well, I think we know how to keep a secret.
Who told you?
Mr. Ritter just came in by train from Florence.
He said that's all they were talking about.
Not only that, but he saw them with his own eyes.
Carabinieri and the Royal Guard, swarming all over the place.
Lines with fixed bayonets all along the way.
- The march on Rome. - You think so?
The go-ahead sign will come when you least expect it.
And Rome, the whole south will give way.
- Mussolini is a sculptor of words. - With every speech...
- He's an artist. - He just knows one sentence.
What's the spiritual question?
- He's a master, a master. - To spirituality. Salute.
Are you going to leave me alone?
Don't go without me.
After all.
So, he told him. Loud.
Right to his face.
Either the police chief here in Naples minds his own business or we...
- That's the only way. - He's always interfering.
Too controversial. Too controversial.
Castor oil in the morning...
The only way to handle him is to be firm.
- It's time we became firm. - We've been too lenient with them.
At the Chamber of Commerce no one knows anything.
They never have. They never have and they never will.
But it's a political maneuver, isn't it? The Chamber of Commerce...
The Chamber of Commerce! It's more than political. It's revolutionary.
Nevertheless, someone at the Chamber of Commerce should have been told.
Look, our photographer.
What is he up to?
I'll be right there. Wait.
- What's this, a disguise? - It's the newest thing, Professor.
If you want to stay in business, you follow the trend.
Leave it there.
Thank you.
- Are we leaving? - That's right. As soon as we're ready.
- And where are we going? - Darmina.
Darmina. It's an obsession.
- But why? - To the south, the south.
Oh, yes, as far away as possible from those pigs in their black shirts.
This takes you even farther.
Even farther south.
Cocaine?
Oh, I'd like to try some. Let me try some.
Why do you cut it like...
To the novice.
- What a tragedy! - What a waste, you mean.
A little more. Here.
Just a moment. Leave some for us.
Greedy.
Hey, what's happened to you?
I can't feel anything.
- You have to wait a bit. - You've never done it.
Give yourself a chance.
I can't feel anything.
I mean...
My nose is numb,
but I can't feel anything.
I don't feel a thing.
Hey, where are you going?
It's taking effect.
I can't feel anything.
Well, anyway. So, what are we going to do, huh?
I know.
- I want a photograph. - Good idea.
- Who is it? - Telegram.
- One moment. - Coming.
Be right there
Pirouette.
Jeté.
Port de bras.
Here I come. Lift.
It's for you.
You have to leave right away.
Your father is ill.
Hold it.
Perfect.
Hey.
- What are you doing? - Nothing.
Wearing your father's coat.
What are you doing in my father's study?
And with my father's gun?
I'm keeping it.
Oh, go ahead. It doesn't matter.
He doesn't need it.
How did he die?
In the cow shed.
He said,
"My legs are weak, as if I were dreaming."
He didn't suffer at all.
The cow shed, huh?
It seems to run in the family.
You've been away for a month.
There are a lot of things you don't know.
Send Attila away.
There's still time.
Fire him at once.
Today.
- No, it wouldn't do any good. - He's a fascist, a killer!
Kick him out. It will make an impression.
Not now. Mussolini's won. Italy's really changed.
Things have changed here, too. I've changed and so have you.
- What do you mean? - I mean...
You give the orders now, for God's sake.
You're the master!
- Then I'm your master. - Olmo.
Olmo. Quick, they're coming back.
Olmo.
Here, take it with you. It's yours anyway.
Otherwise, what kind of a thief would you be?
- Is that your baby with your mother? - Yes.
It's a girl.
And Anita?
She died giving birth.
Listen to me, Alfredo,
send Attila away.
I prayed and prayed that you'd come in time.
Now you are all I have left.
How he suffered after you went away.
Do you mind waiting outside?
Mama, I have something to tell you. Sit down. Sit down.
I have something to tell everyone. Sit down.
Sit down, Aunt Amelia. Sit down.
I have something to tell everyone.
I don't know if I should say this.
Maybe I should wait.
It's not exactly the right moment to say this but...
I've decided something and...
I'm getting married.
Do you think that this is the right moment to joke?
What a rush.
Is she pregnant?
What's her name?
Ada.
Of a good family?
Is she chic? Tell me, is she chic?
- She is French. - Oh!
She's traveled and she's educated?
Is she pretty?
And healthy?
Oh, we'll have a wedding that'll make everyone die of envy.
- When will it be? - Very soon.
Long live the bride!
- Long live the bride! - Long live the bride and groom!
- Alfredo! - God bless you both, fearless youth.
Your faith is with us like a presage of love and affection,
a haven of prolific happiness together.
That by the bride's moral pledge of fidelity
shall continue this noble race
touched by that divine light.
A light that shall guide from strife
each new child in his walk through life.
She's too pretty.
Far too pretty for a wife.
She's more than a wife. Ada's a mistress.
- Mistress, my ass. - Oh!
- She won't be any good in bed. - Regina, what a way to talk.
I give her one year.
Alfredo. Alfredo, she's so beautiful.
Enchanting, really.
How delightful, this party.
I was so glad when I heard that we were invited.
You're really a piece of shit.
You know, I hate you.
I detest you.
I should be in your place.
May I?
A souvenir.
May I?
Wait.
You will look so pretty,
like a bride.
I put my bet on Attila!
What are you talking about? Falcone will win.
Attila. Attila will beat him.
- Come on, come on! - Come on, Falcone!
If you pin him, half of my money is yours.
Come on, Falcone, you can do it!
Attila!
My bride.
Look at Attila's gloves. They're beautiful.
- You'd like me to get you a pair? - Papa, if you do, I'll be good. I swear.
And a black shirt, too?
Signor Alfredo,
together we salute you and your new bride.
Get off the table!
Send them away. I can't stand them. I can't stand them!
Look, don't be upset.
These are only our neighbors, the same as always.
The only difference is the color of their shirts.
That's what I mean. It makes all the difference.
They're like our relatives. We have to invite them to our wedding.
After this, we won't have to see them for another 10 years.
Oh, 100 years. Promise.
A thousand years, I promise.
- Is it all one family? - Yes, all Dalcos.
Before the war, there were twice as many.
Who is that beautiful woman by the fire?
Oh, that's Rosina. That's Olmo's mother.
Where is Olmo?
I looked for him. I haven't seen him all day.
And Ottavio?
I'll never forgive him.
Fine friends we have.
Go on. Go on. Go.
- Rosina, would you like some confetti? - Oh, thank you, signora. Thank you.
I knew him when he was so high.
So long ago.
It was almost dawn when we stopped the trucks
in front of that tavern, and saw the boys from Ferrara.
I swear to you, we couldn't...
Glorious day, Serafini. Glorious.
- Regina. - To us, gentlemen.
And then they started yelling,
"Let's march on to Rome," and so on, you know.
Just remember something. You keep well away from Ada.
Who'd dare to touch your precious wife, huh?
You think she'll stand living here
with the pigs, the shit, the Dalcos?
Attila.
Shut the door.
Shut the door!
It is not the tradition of this household to have our staff members,
together with family members, mixing on the dining room table.
If you have the irresistible urge
to express yourselves in this manner again,
you will do it outside the house.
Is that clear?
This is what you were waiting for.
To become the padrone.
God only knows how long you have been waiting.
And another thing,
I know you look impressive in that uniform,
but my wife doesn't want to have any Black Shirts in the house.
Many women are...
Come on, Alfredo.
He's not educated, I agree, but listen to me.
Hang on to him. He's your watchdog.
Well, where were you, watchdog, when they broke into my father's file?
No.
What happened to the gun he kept in there?
Must have been a communist.
They don't even have respect for the dead.
You and your bride can rest without fear.
The gun will be returned to its proper place.
Never mind the gun.
You're here to keep Regina as far away from my wife as possible.
Send me away.
- Why don't you send me away? - No, I want you here.
You're part of the inheritance.
This is the prettiest house...
Attila, look at me.
It's an arm-wrestle.
Is it true you win all the arm-wrestles?
And when I think how fond I am of this house.
Regina, it's been decided.
We're all moving into the city.
They have a right to be alone.
And you tell me just like that?
I'm not coming. I'll stay here.
- Oh! Look who's here. - Ottavio.
It's a little late. Your wedding present.
My wedding present.
Ottavio!
Thank you.
- His name is Cocaine. - Cocaine.
- Beautiful. - Thank you, Uncle.
He's beautiful.
His name is Cocaine.
I want to ride him.
Oh, the stirrup.
One, two, three, up.
What a stunning gift.
How magnificent.
Come in here, you coward.
Now, you make love to me here,
- in this house. - I'll make love to you.
- I'll make love to you... - It's my house, too.
- ...so hard. - I'm part of the inheritance.
Didn't you know?
The gentry have a special place to masturbate.
Alfredo and I used to do it here.
You're a beast!
I felt so sorry for you.
Standing there, taking the insults.
At heel beside your master.
- I'm his watchdog. - Then bite!
Bark!
Don't let him treat me that way.
He cannot treat me that way!
What kind of a man are you?
Who are you?
Never bite the hand that feeds you
so long as you need to be fed.
But Alfredo is rotten! He's rotten!
Alfredo's your cousin.
Look at the bitch.
Just married and she's running away.
Regina,
I love you.
I gain strength
from insult and humiliation.
I gain strength.
And Italy is my master.
I serve only her.
That is what we marched for.
The rich, they take and they steal and they...
They eat. They eat well and they are rotten.
We fascists,
we eat crumbs and we gain strength.
Alfredo Berlinghieri,
you,
and all parasites,
will pay the bill
for the fascist revolution.
And the bill will not be cheap.
The bill will not be cheap.
Everybody will pay.
Everybody, rich and poor, gentry and peasant,
they will pay with money and land and bread
and cows and cheese and blood and shit!
You really love me?
You love me?
Will you love me forever?
Attila?
Regina, I love you forever.
- Here are your gloves. - My gloves.
Our best man.
Have you ever played the wedding game?
Whoa! My net! Keep still!
Keep still! You'll rip my net. You're scaring him.
You'll rip my net. It costs money. Keep still.
Get me out of here! What are you waiting for?
If you don't keep still for a minute...
Take it easy and you'll be free again.
Well? Come on!
Can you... Can you help me?
- What is this net doing here? - It's a trap, a trap for brides.
Do you catch many?
You're the first.
- And the last. - Help me down.
- Is all this land ours? - All yours.
I have a feeling I'm going to like it here.
I used to think I hated the country.
Oh, I love the smell of earth.
That's dried shit.
- What's in there? - No, no!
No!
My birds are in there.
What are you doing?
Help me up now.
They were all at the party today,
- except you. - Yes, except me.
Alfredo thinks of you as a real friend, you know that.
Yes, I know.
I know, but we're different.
So perhaps you're not such good friends.
Perhaps.
Maybe you're enemies!
Patrizio!
What did you have to eat?
- Patrizio! - All kinds of hors d'oeuvres
and salmon mousse.
- And what else? - Larks on a spit,
fresh sturgeon and suckling pig.
- Have you seen my son? - Oh, no, I haven't.
- And what else? - If I catch him,
- I'll give him a real thrashing. - All the usual boiled meats with...
Patrizio.
Patrizio!
Patrizio.
Are you gonna tell someone on us? Will you?
- You wouldn't tell anyone on us. - Let me go.
Let me go! Let me go!
No! No, let me go!
Patrizio!
Come on, let's search through there.
Patrizio!
Not here, not there.
Patrizio!
- Patrizio! - I'm getting mud all over my shoes.
Are you sure he didn't go home?
Patrizio!
Where are you hiding? Patrizio! Patrizio!
I don't feel like seeing him now. I'll come tomorrow.
Alfredo!
Patrizio!
I didn't see you at Mass.
Thanks for coming.
Patrizio!
Good catch?
- A few thrushes. - A few thrushes.
- Patrizio! - Patrizio!
Patrizio!
- Patrizio! - Patrizio!
Do you like my wife?
Very good-looking couple, Ada and the horse.
Where's my father's gun?
I've hidden it.
You'd better be careful.
If you don't use it, it gets rusty.
- Patrizio! - Patrizio!
- Did you look in the chicken coop? - Yes, we're going to the farm now.
Patrizio!
It belonged to Lady Godiva, you know.
- Then I should ride him nude. - How nice.
It's the right moment.
- What's happened? - In there.
Signora! Signora, what is it?
In there.
What have they done to him?
What have they done?
What have they done to him?
- It happened just a little while ago. - What have they done?
He must still be around.
Look, look!
You.
You weren't at the wedding.
I know him!
He'd kill us all!
They're all alike, those peasants.
Olmo Dalco,
don't move.
I accuse you of the murder of this child.
Hit him!
Murderer! Hit him!
Olmo!
They're killing him.
But Olmo had nothing to do with it. He couldn't have. He was with me.
Go on, kill him!
He killed him! Killed!
One day they'll kill all of you!
I know who killed him.
I did.
Killer!
- The killer has come. - I didn't mean to.
It was an accident.
Come on.
Attila, stop that. That's enough.
That's all. Stop it. Stop. Stop!
- Take this man to the police. - I didn't do it.
I never hurt a fly. I didn't do it.
I'm a little crazy. I was joking. I only said it because...
Look, he's been stealing food.
Ladies and gentlemen, the reception is over.
It's beginning to rain, and it's getting dark,
and I think everyone should leave now.
Look at the state Olmo's in. Why didn't you stop them?
What do you mean, the state Olmo's in? What about the state Patrizio was in?
Olmo's innocent! I told you, I was with him!
I know you were with him!
You're becoming like them. Worse.
No! Ottavio, no!
Don't go away. No, stay.
I'm sorry, Ada.
I'll never set foot here again.
No!
All right, another one. Come on. Let's pull him out.
Get him on his back.
Hold him, now.
Hey, Olmo, let him work. Let him work.
That's got him.
Papa! Papa!
What a hand, huh?
Exact. Two squares, anytime.
Nobody can kill pigs as good as my papa.
Watch out, Olmo.
We saw Attila, and he said, to slaughter our hogs,
we're a lot better off if we find someone else.
He said you took on this work so you'd be free to go to each house
and preach revolution, family by family.
- How is a man to live if he can't work? - Like Attila. He feeds on evil.
Stella.
Stella. Stella, we need more water.
Here's some water.
There's more hot water.
You're Olmo!
You don't recognize me.
There was an amnesty. They let me go. I've been walking for 30 days.
You came back?
I walk and I walk and I walk. Can't stop.
Then why did you have to mix in that day?
You were down on the ground.
They were all on top of you.
They were beating you to death.
All those years in jail for nothing.
In jail, in a barn,
under a tree, what's the difference?
Stop it! Stop it! You know what they'll do.
You keep singing that song, they'll break your heads, that's what.
The fascists will put you in jail if you make jokes about Mussolini.
I didn't kill the boy.
You didn't kill the boy.
It was one of those men with the black shirts on.
Who?
I saw him hide the body in the cave.
- Who was it? - It's hard to say.
In black shirts, all killers look the same.
I walk and I walk and I walk.
Can't stop.
Where is socialism?
When you get what you want, you want more,
like animals that eat because they can't stop.
The padrone can't stop. You become a padrone, you can't stop.
You get a piece of land, then you want another piece.
That's human nature.
We gotta fight human nature. That's what's no good.
Stella.
The seminaries take in studs and they fall out mules.
No good to anybody.
Tell them, Carlino. You're smarter than they think.
You let the priests pay for your keep three or four years,
then we give them a boot in the ass and long live Lenin.
What Lenin? You've got to start facing the truth.
They abolished our paper,
the community house is gone and no more election.
But this changed. Look here.
Read it. It's your newspaper.
The one our comrades print.
We could go to prison. You can see how many have read it.
Now memorize it. It's up to you.
Because once this is gone, you'll teach the others.
Those who don't see it and those who can't read. Here.
All right, I'll memorize the newspaper, but what good is it if we have no party?
No leader? Nobody to lead us? Look at us, Olmo. We're all scattered.
If one of us opens his mouth, he gets slapped in jail.
Our party's outlawed, we haven't got a chance.
No party? It's not true. The party is no one but you.
And Eugene and Enzo and Armando.
Cross over the river, you'll find only Azales.
Need more, then go and speak with the bellman.
You'll see the party around you wherever you find hardworking men.
Go inside the prisons and you'll see hundreds of your comrades.
The party's there, too. It's everywhere. Tell him, Eugene. You tell him.
"A hundred factory workers were arrested at Rossi Textiles.
"While 135 were..."
Anita!
Anita? Where'd my daughter go?
Anita!
Olmo, she went to the padrona for a lesson.
What padrona?
- Signora Ada. - Ada. Ada.
"Strikers paraded in the city streets.
"Several came to blows with fascist city officials
"who tried to block the demonstration, including fascist Mayor Aliani.
"The officials were forced to call Milano for extra carabinieri.
"While fighting with the troops, four of our comrades were killed."
I don't know where you'll get the courage to go home tonight.
His wife will kill him!
Hey, Berlinghieri, I want a return match.
Now, now, now. Calm down, Ferrara.
You've just lost your whole stable of livestock.
What else can you stake?
He wants to end up like your mayor friend in Mantua.
Clothes of honor, and not much money,
the mayor stakes his wife.
- Oh, I'm sorry. Forgive me. - Signor Alfredo.
Cavaliere Pioppi would like to have a word with you.
What shall I say to him?
I thought I told you not to come into this place with mud on your shoes.
Cavaliere Pioppi.
You all know Cavaliere Pioppi,
the only honest man among us.
Now, if you'll excuse us for a few minutes.
No, don't worry. Don't worry about it. Everything will be all right.
You'll have a return match. You'll lose some more livestock.
Thank God you have your health.
I'm glad one of us has a little enjoyment.
We've...
We've trouble making ends meet.
Our lands have been barren. We've...
As you must know, your father and I were friends.
He was always telling me,
"Careful, Pioppi, you're not an administrator.
"You let things get out of hand."
- But he'd help us. - Yes, he helped us.
He helped us sign so many mortgages
there's not a piece of land left in our name.
I wouldn't have bothered you, only she insisted.
You and I have been rather good friends.
It's embarrassing. I...
- How much do you need? - Oh, I knew you wouldn't refuse us.
You're more understanding than your father was.
Well.
Well, do you have anything left to mortgage at all?
The villa.
Olmo.
Hello.
- The house, you said? - The villa.
- You're not allowed in here. - Get away.
You don't learn easy, do you, boy? You don't listen, do you?
Get away!
You've been told 100 times you're not allowed in here. Don't you push me!
Somebody's gonna teach you a lesson you'll never forget.
- Get away! - Now, you get out of here!
You don't learn, do you? You're gonna come to a bad end, boy.
You think you're the king of this fucking castle.
- Get away. - Attila.
The time's come when I'll show you, once and for all, you're not!
- Now, you get out of here! - Get away!
What the hell is going on over here?
His shoes are dirty.
What are you doing here? What do you want?
All right, I'm poor,
a peasant, a worker and a killer.
- And I want my daughter! - Attila!
"By the..."
"Rushes."
"...rushes and under the sky,
"my lovely house doth lie."
Good girl. Here you are.
- Anita, come home. - But, Papa, not before I finish.
I don't like you to come here, you know that.
She has to learn how to read and write.
You're not her mother.
I don't want her here!
He's right, you know.
I mean, what the hell gives you the right to act like a missionary?
What the hell gives you the right?
I love that child!
I don't care whether you love that child. The child is out of place here.
Leave other people's children alone.
All right. Now I'll devote myself to our children!
No, don't! Just devote yourself to me!
November's the cruelest month of the year.
Damn it!
Bitch. Filthy bitch!
But I'll get in there. I'll get a bottle.
The key.
Now, give me the key.
The key!
Go and get drunk at the tavern.
We're respectable people here in this house.
Didn't you know that?
I want that key!
I stick it up your ass!
You stupid thing.
How stupid you are.
But why shouldn't you have what you want?
You must drink all you want.
You're the padrona. Aren't you the padrona?
So you'll have all the drink you want.
Help me. Why don't you help me?
You want a drink?
I don't want it anymore.
I baptize you, Regina, queen of the bitches.
Ada!
Good evening.
Go to bed, little witch. Go on.
Ada.
Good night, angel.
Sleep well.
Signora,
care for some wine?
Yes, I don't mind if I do.
- A drop is good from time to time. - Two or three, even.
It's so nice here.
What's so nice, may I ask?
Anita saying good night.
The smell of your supper.
The way you are all together.
And your mother sleeping by the fire.
Well, you may live here if you find it so nice. I'll put in a cot.
You know the big doors that open into the court?
Every evening, the padrone would close everybody in.
- Really? - I remember the key.
It was as big as that.
And so the peasants were all locked up, same as prison.
We were able to dance, to sing to our children.
Able to die, but impossible to get out.
We had to be shut up like beasts till morning.
Then what happened?
Came the morning,
the padrone would send a servant to open the door for us.
I'm not talking about the Middle Ages, either.
- Amusing, no? - No.
Grandfather Leo was alive. I was just a little boy.
Once Alfredo got into our house here
and was locked up with all of us.
Well, the doors are open now
but Alfredo never comes.
What do you think of Alfredo?
The padrone are our enemies. We have to destroy them all.
The padrone's Alfredo.
And me?
You are the padrona.
No, not really. I am the wife of the padrone.
Anita, don't you think her mother would have wanted her to study?
Olmo.
Rosina, we woke you up.
Olmo.
- It's all right. - Go away.
- I had a terrible dream, Olmo. - It's all right, Mama.
I was on the top of a mountain with Grandfather Leo.
- Yes. - "Look down," he said.
- Come to bed. - "Those are the years to come.
- "One is limping, another is blind." - It's all right.
- "That one has no head." - It's late, Mama.
Take little Anita and run away. Run, Olmo. Everything's gone to ruin.
- Do you hear that? He's there. - Shut up.
Over there. I saw him. He was moving.
He comes to spy.
Go away, go away. Leave us alone.
Do something!
Here?
It's a cat!
Every night I dream of that kid.
He's all covered with blood.
I hate him.
You drive me crazy.
I'll never come to this fucking room again!
Don't be angry. I'm fed up, too.
Whenever we feel like doing it,
we have to behave like a couple of thieves.
Hiding.
You could change all that if you wanted to.
You give the orders around here. He's as weak as a jellyfish.
Ada's drunk all the time.
You have the keys to everything, don't you, my dear?
No. I deserve a house of my own, fit for somebody like me.
I know one.
- Where? - Villa Pioppi.
The mortgage is nearly due.
Can't you see us,
the two of us,
sitting together in Chinese dressing gowns,
Listening to the radio broadcast from Rome?
A servant very quietly comes in
with two glasses of Marsala wine.
Marsala, my ass. I want champagne.
Hey!
Stella!
Hey, where are you running? What's the matter, sweetheart?
They took him away! My Martino and his brother Gelindo!
Who did it?
It's those guards. They're taking them away.
The guards? What? Wait.
Wait. All of you, come with me.
No. Olmo, where are you going?
Have you lost your head? Will you put that gun away?
You'll get us all in trouble.
You promised to look out for us and not lose your head like this.
Prison.
Yes, prison.
Prison.
- Olmo, where are you going? - Prison!
Come back, Olmo!
Wait, Stella!
Martino! Gelindo!
Wait, Stella.
Stella.
Hold on, comrades! We'll get you out of this!
Stop. You'll only make it worse.
- Hold on! Hold on! - No, no!
Martino! Gelindo!
You'll make it worse!
Come, come.
There are hundreds of us! There are thousands!
There's no room in your jails to keep us!
What are you doing, Olmo? Can't you see you're all alone?
Stella, wait!
No, no!
The party won't abandon you!
Yes, but these chains hurt! They hurt all the same!
- Christ is with us. - Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.
Since my husband died, they haven't left me in peace.
I have nothing but debts.
But all the same, I have always made my offering
for the holy wounds of Jesus.
It's true I don't have the money for the mortgage,
but I look at it this way,
if I have to choose between the mortgage and the holy wounds,
then I choose the wounds.
They wish I were dead, anyway.
This has become a fixation.
Don't you know that blaming others is a sin?
A very bad sin.
You don't believe me?
What do you call this, then?
Look, here's the proof.
Please, come on, please, I can't bear cats, even live ones.
He used to sleep with me.
They want to hurt the things I love.
They want to hurt me! They want to take everything away from me!
They're wicked people!
There's the car.
- Well, at last. - Yes. Here.
Aren't you coming in? They're waiting for you.
No, no, not tonight.
At least tonight, one should stay at home.
Come on, Josephine.
- Don't eat too much. - Ciao, Pierro.
- Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas.
- Evening, signor. - Good evening.
We'll play cards later. Maybe I'll get lucky.
- Yes. See you all about midnight. - Ciao. Ciao.
- Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas.
You know how long I've been looking for you?
Signora Berlinghieri can no longer drink at home
because the wine is locked away.
She can no longer drink in small cafés
because her husband has given orders against it.
So she drinks in taverns.
I'm going to have you locked up in an asylum.
I can drink here. I can even fall under the table.
Nobody sees me anyway.
Get up from there. Get up.
You look disgusting.
Your face is all swollen from the alcohol.
You stink. Get up.
- ...full of the Christmas spirit... - Get up.
...as you can tell with their fun-loving song.
Do I disgust you, too?
...and right into your homes, where on Christmas Eve
everyone should find comfort and...
Am I swollen?
...and social order. Happy mothers and fathers, but above all...
- Do I stink? - Do you need help, signora?
...favorite book or favorite dolly, they find a piece of Christmas holly.
Let's get along to one more song.
Don't get mixed up. They'll only take you for a fool.
I know why you don't want me to drink.
It's because when I drink,
it gives me the courage to tell you the truth.
You are different. You have changed.
You are surrounded by terrible, vulgar, arrogant bullies.
Murderers.
And you are even worse than they are.
Come. Have a drink with us.
- My husband wants to meet you. - Come on. It's getting late.
Stop staring at them. Come on. Let's go.
Stop staring, you idiot. They'll get you in trouble. Move.
Hey! Hey! Hey, wait a minute.
- You can't refuse a drink. - Let us go, signora, please.
- Where are you going? - To wash, signora.
- Why? - It's Christmas.
Oh, for heaven's sake. Stay like this.
You're much more beautiful the way you are.
Can I have your cap?
- You really want it? - Yes.
To remember you by.
Excuse us, signora. Excuse us, please.
What do you want? What do you want me to do?
- Signore, we're closing. - We're leaving.
I'll get your coat.
Charcoal.
Charcoal for sale.
You slut.
You like fooling around with everyone.
- Even Olmo. - Olmo?
What an imagination.
Is it my imagination to have seen you together?
That I've seen you with him before?
Is it my imagination that I smell him on you?
Do you think Olmo would have anything to do with the wife of a fascist?
Fascist? I am not a fascist!
If you call me that again, I will kill you!
If I see you again with him, I will kill you!
You'll kill me because we can't make love anymore.
Fighting, huh?
Lucky you. I guess you love each other.
How are you?
- You know her? - I think so.
Sit down.
Neve?
Neve, this is Ada.
I'm glad you remember me.
What about you? You're not from around here.
You look like a lady.
But you are a lady, aren't you?
She's my wife.
You know, after that day, I never had another attack.
Oh, God knows what went on in my head.
And then I found a man, a good man. I liked him. I was very fond of him.
When my mother died, we got married. A hard worker.
We settled down here, on this street. I still live here.
- What happened to him? - Oh, he disappeared one day.
I never saw him again.
But even if he's taken up with another woman, I'm happy.
I learn about how to manage and how I can get by fine on my own.
There were no children. It's the only thing I miss.
You know, I never knew if it was my fault or his.
Oh, my cake. I forgot.
Why don't you stay here and eat with us?
They are nice people, you know.
And where can you go this time of night?
You'll enjoy it, you'll see.
Oh, Neve, I thought you'd never show up.
She must have lost time at the baker's. So many people waiting.
Alfredo,
I want a child.
Go. Go to your midnight Mass.
- Ciao, Oreste. Merry Christmas. - Sing your hearts out.
Let everybody know what hypocrites you are.