you're under arrest.
Good riddance!
Kiss my ass! Pencil pusher!
Right here is where it can catch fire.
If it does, cut here and here, or the whole reel will burn. Got it?
Never! We'll never have that here.
Which side is the gelatin on?
It tastes good.
The shipping invoice for the film. Always keep these.
I will, Alfredo.
Don't ever forget them.
This is for you. Today you load the reels yourself.
- It's so high! - Now you can run it alone.
Hold it.
- What a build! - My turn!
Say good-bye to Peppino. He's leaving for Germany.
Why won't you say good-bye?
My father says he's a communist.
God keep you, Mama.
Will he really find work in Germany?
Who knows? It's an adventure.
All you can do is hope.
Screw this country!
Go work in Germany, you and your Stalin.
Good-bye, Mama.
Good-bye, Peppino! Come back soon!
We'll see you.
Lucky thing Germany is closer than Russia.
After six years, the return of spring fashion.
Fresh and breezy...
unlike the stodgy wartime styles.
I'll make mincemeat out of you!
"You'll have to reckon with me!"
Another sad chapter...
in the tragedy of our men in Russia.
The Defense Ministry...
has released a new list of Italian soldiers killed in battle...
until now considered missing.
The names will be posted by local military authorities...
who will directly notify the families involved.
However, we don't know where he's buried.
Here's the form for the pension. Sign it, please.
Get out! Go home! We can't have another show!
It's late. Be reasonable. We can't show it again!
Some people sat through it twice!
We've been waiting for an hour!
Tomorrow we'll have another movie.
A western. Word of honor! Go home to bed.
They'll wreck the Paradiso! All hell will break loose!
Alfredo, let us in!
What can I do?
"A mob doesn't think.
They don't know what they're doing."
Spencer Tracy said that in Fury.
Well, what do you say?
Shall we let the poor devils see their film?
Sure. But how?
"If you have no faith in me, have faith in what you see."
Now get your butt off that stool.
Get ready.
Abracadabra.
Look the other direction.
Go look out the window.
Alfredo, it's beautiful.
Over there! It's the movie!
Bravo, Alfredo!
Thank you, Alfredo!
What's going on?
It's a movie!
To hell with you all!
There's no sound!
Shall we make them happy?
Want to go down?
Go on.
- Look. - Good Lord!
And Nunzio, half price.
You have to buy tickets, folks.
Reduced rates.
Up yours! The square belongs to everyone!
Oh, no!
The square is mine! Don't joke about that or you'll piss me off!
Someone, help me!
- Nunzio, what's wrong with you? - I can't breathe!
Alfredo! Alfredo!
Help! Help!
Help!
Poor Alfredo. What a shame.
All burned!
It all burned down!
What do we do now?
We have no more entertainment. Nothing.
Where will we get the money to rebuild?
Take a look at Ciccio. So spiffy, you'd hardly know him.
Who has that kind of money?
The new Cinema Paradiso!
Come in, come in!
This theater is for you!
He's just a boy. What about labor laws?
I got the license through connections.
Don't ask me how their minds work.
Officially, I'm the projectionist, but the money goes to Toto.
Stay on your toes, Toto. No sleeping.
We've had enough disasters.
Do what poor Alfredo taught you.
And God bless you.
Thank you, Father.
What is this, a funeral? Life goes on! Gaiety! Music!
Get a load of that!
Our Father!
By God, they're kissing!
I won't watch pornography.
Three cheers for Ciccio!
Any room for me in this new paradise?
Bring him home after you close.
I'm going, Alfredo.
I'm glad you're here.
How're things at school?
Fine, but now that I'm working...
maybe I won't go anymore.
No. No, Toto.
Don't do that.
You'll end up with egg on your face.
Why? What does that mean?
It means...
that this isn't your real work.
Right now the Paradiso needs you...
and you need the Paradiso...
but it's a stopgap.
One day you'll go on...
to other things.
Things...
that are more important.
Definitely more important.
I know.
Now that I've lost my sight, I see better.
Things I never saw before.
All thanks to you, who saved my life.
I won't forget it.
And don't look like that.
I'm not senile yet. Want proof?
Well, let's see.
For example...
right now, the film's out of focus.
Go check.
You're right! It's out of focus.
How'd you know?
Too hard to explain.
Only two days?
What do I care if you've rented all the prints?
I've only had it two days. They'll rip my head off here!
I wouldn't make it even if I opened at 8:00 a. M!
This is a big town, and you know it!
If you screw me over, I'll go straight to Rome!
You'll pay for this!
Don't mess with me, 'cause I'll split your skull open!
Don Ciccio, I have an idea.
Do you remember that old abandoned movie theater?
What about it?
The projector's rusted, but I could fix it in a couple of days.
You have the place cleaned up...
hire a projectionist from the city, and we'll have two theaters!
Bullshit!
Don't start, Toto.
Titanus will only let me have one print.
If I ask for another one, they'll cut my head off...
and play ball with it.
Who says we need two copies?
Well, don't we?
We see the crib. The child's asleep.
Help her!
"The lawyer told me. Now I know."
The lawyer told me. Now I know.
"And everyone must know. Yes, everyone must know."
Everyone must know.
"You believe me?"
"Yes, I believe you."
"Our own home. How I've dreamed of it!"
"Tonino!"
"Mama."
"The End."
I don't like it! I don't like it!
I cut the end credits to go faster.
Hurry back with part one. I'll show a newsreel.
I'll call the police. Take him.
Just a minute. Just a minute!
What do you want?
Give me part two. Here's part one.
Hurry, the house is packed.
What are you doing? Hurry up! Light the coal, come on!
- The audience is protesting! - Get her rolling!
Bunch of animals! Quiet!
To hell with it!
Toto, what's going on?
What the hell is he doing?
Come on, Toto. They're gonna explode!
It's been a half hour!
What can I do?
Where is that son of a jackass? I'll be ruined!
Calm down, calm down.
I'll have you know, just to see this movie...
I left my wife home sick in bed...
and I haven't seen a thing.
If it's not here in ten minutes, give us back our money...
me and everyone else here...
or I'll wreck the place with this cane!
Calm down! Calm down and let me talk.
Tell you what. I'll show part one over again.
Quiet, quiet!
I've seen the whole movie. I'll tell you the plot.
Boccia, what happened?
- What are you doing? - I'm in heaven.
Get out of here!
Scram!
It feels so good!
What's the idea? Watch the screen, you perverts!
Don't touch.
I told you: It doesn't catch fire.
Progress always comes too late.
Workers...
That's right.
Now you've got it.
Come on, take it easy.
Don't be afraid.
Do I really have to squeeze a lemon on it if it bleeds?
Lemon?
Whoever told you such bullshit?
That's right, keep going.
That's right. See?
It's not dangerous, see?
That's right, keep going.
Now you're really a man.
What am I saying? You're not a man, you're a bull!
She's new.
Not bad.
She looks nice.
Her father's the bank manager. Pride, pomp and circumstance.
Jerks off with his shirt to keep his hands clean.
Go, man, go!
Excuse me.
You dropped this.
Oh, thanks.
I didn't even notice.
My name's Salvatore. What's yours?
Elena. My name's Elena.
I wanted to tell you, well, the other day at the station...
It's Charlie Chaplin's Modern Times, right, Toto?
Yes, that's right.
I know that film by heart.
While I was showing it for the first time in 1940, my first wife died.
They kept it from me all day, to keep the theater open.
I found out after the last show.
I lost my mind.
It's the kind of thing you never forget.
The small projector? Your footage?
What do you see?
Slaughterhouse workers butchering a calf.
Blood all over the floor, like a lake.
Another calf passes over the lake...
on his way to being slaughtered.
Why'd you stop? What do we see?
Nothing. We don't see anything. It's all fuzzy.
A woman.
It's a woman.
Yes, a girl I saw at the station.
What's she like?
She's very nice.
My age, slim, long brown hair.
Big blue eyes, honest and direct.
A little beauty mark on her lip.
Very small. You only see it up close.
When she smiles, you feel like... I don't know.
Love.
I know how it is. The blue-eyed ones are the worst.
No matter what you do, they'll never be your friends.
There's nothing you can do.
The bigger the man, the deeper the footprint.
And if he loves, he suffers, knowing it's a dead-end street.
That's nice, what you just said.
But sad.
I didn't say it. It was John Wayne in The Shepherd of the Hills.
You old pirate!
Hello, Elena.
Why are you running?
Because...
I wanted to tell you...
You remember when we...
Nice day, isn't it?
Yes, really nice.
Excuse me, I have to go. Bye.
What a jerk. What a jerk!
"Nice day, isn't it?"
What an idiot!
You may not believe me...
but I'll play the leading male role in the story of your life.
Sure, I'm no Marlon Brando, but take a good look at me.
Am I really so ugly?
So should I give it another try?
Maybe this time I'll succeed. What do you think?
Hello, I'd like to speak to Elena, please.
- This is she. - Elena, is that you?
- Yes. - I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you.
This is Salvatore. Do you remember me?
Listen, I know I make a fool of myself every time we meet...
but I swear, it's just that you make me shy.
But the truth is I do nothing but think of you.
Yes, Elena, you're my last thought before I fall asleep...
and the first when I wake up. I dream of you every night.
It doesn't sound romantic over the phone, but I care about you...
If you don't stop calling, I'll call the police.
Who's this?
I'm Elena's mother, you idiot!
I'm sorry, ma'am. Please believe me, I didn't know...
Oh, shit!
I told you so.
You thought I was joking.
But take it from me: The blue-eyed ones are the worst.
But why? There must be a way to make her understand.
Don't even try. With feelings, there's nothing to understand...
and no way to explain.
You talk like you made the world!
Toto, calm down. Don't take it out on me.
That's all I need.
- Where'd you go? - Get out of the way!
Toto! Come back here!
I can't walk on my own.
You better watch your mouth!
With all due respect to the Lord...
who made the world in two or three days...
I'd have taken a bit longer...
but in all modesty, I would've done it better.
Like I said: You always have an answer.
Just for you, Toto, I'll tell you a story.
Let's sit down a minute.
These old bones of mine...
Once upon a time...
a king gave a feast...
for the loveliest princesses in the realm.
Now, a soldier who was standing guard...
saw the king's daughter go by.
She was the most beautiful of all...
and he instantly fell in love.
But what is a simple soldier...
next to the daughter of a king?
Well, at last he succeeded in meeting her...
and told her he could no longer live without her.
The princess was so taken by the depth of his feeling...
that she said to the soldier...
"If you can wait...
for 100 days and 100 nights under my balcony...
at the end I shall be yours."
With that, the soldier went and waited one day...
two days, then ten, then twenty.
Each evening the princess looked out...
and he never moved!
In rain, in wind, in snow, he was always there.
Birds shit on his head, bees stung him...
but he didn't budge.
At the end...
of 90 nights...
he had become...
all dry, all white.
Tears streamed from his eyes.
He couldn't hold them back.
He didn't even have the strength to sleep.