World Masterpiece Theater
Romeo's Blue Skies
TAKARA FANSUBS
"To the Sky..."
Overlooking the rows of houses and stores
from the highest vantage,
Such things as tears and sadness
will quickly vanish
The birds, wind, and sunshine...
...all are your friends
I'll carry this dream farther than far
...no matter the distance...
I long to fly freely
through the blue sky in my heart...
The far distant blue sky
It flows into tomorrow
On his journey, Romeo encountered Alfredo, a boy who was surrounded by mysteries.
Alfredo, too, was heading to Milan to become a chimney-sweep.
But their arrival was greeted by a brutal overseer,
...and comrades sharing their fate of slavery.
Episode 5:
A Night in the Tavern
Hey! So we meet again.
Your face...
Looks like you got a raw deal.
It was that big thug.
They tricked me.
I came because they said they'd give me 20 francs.
And instead you got a knuckle sandwich.
What a bastard, hitting me like a damned punching-bag.
Well, it seems we're all in the same boat.
I'm Alfredo.
I'm Romeo. Nice to meet you.
I'm Dante.
You guys didn't get any food either?
No, nothing.
Are they planning on letting us starve to death or what?
What's going to happen to us?
The God of Death...
...probably will put us on a boat and send us down the lake to Milan.
The lake?
It's a shortcut to Milan.
Send the brats by ship to Luino, then a hop-step and we hit Milan.
So when are you setting sail?
Tomorrow morning. I've got a boat on loan.
Only ONE boat? For all those kids?
Don't say I didn't warn you if you tip it over.
One's plenty - brats, rats, same thing.
Each little rat brings you 100 francs, was it?
Luini got 'em for just 30 francs.
If we make a good profit, we'll be set for big business.
Why, you're a downright scoundrel.
Can't you sleep?
No. I'm too hungry.
You'll regret it tomorrow if you don't sleep now.
Right.
Yeah, I've gotta sleep.
Sorry!
What are you up to?
I'm getting out of here!
Get out?
Yeah! I can't stand it a second longer down here.
I'm determined to find a way out.
Hey! Why not HELP instead of wasting your time whimpering?
But... it smells so good. The chicken.
Chicken?
I can smell it.
Oh, just a smell...
A smell?
Where's it coming from?
I dunno!
You noticed it a while ago, didn't you?
Try your best -- I know you can do it.
Really?
Sure!
All right.
Over there.
Here!
That's more like it!
Let's move this one.
Step aside!
Where's the wine! We're running out!
Wait, Dante!
Let go!
They can hear you, Dante!
Are you two okay?
Yeah, believe it or not...
Me too.
Is someone there?
Just my imagination?
Don't scare me like that.
Sorry.
Be careful, Piccolo.
Dante!
Oooh! We missed you!
Hurry up!
Can't you shut up even for ONE second?
Be nice, now!
There, one more rappen.
C'mon!
Lizo, go and check on the kids.
What?
They might try to escape.
Not likely!
They're probably huddling together down there, scared witless.
Go.
What's wrong with you all?
We found a way out!
Unless they starve us to death first,
It looks like they'll just work us like donkeys! Until we drop!
Don't you agree?
As for me...
I can't run away.
Why?
I promised to be a chimney-sweep...
...so that I could get a doctor for my dad.
I intend to stick with it.
You're coming, right?
Stop it!
I doubt you'll be able to escape.
The God of Death is a madman!
You might get yourself killed.
Fine. I'll go alone.
Hold it!
I'm going too.
You!
Last year Jusette went to Milan.
He never came back.
Why?
Nearly no food for a whole month... they found him dead in the snow one morning.
He was...?
My younger brother.
I'm going too.
Me too.
Anyone else?
No one, eh?
Wait!
See ya later, you good boys.
This is bad.
They're gonna be caught for sure.
Feh! You coulda gone yourself, talkin' big.
For sure...
We're gonna be caught!
Hey there, Mr. Star Reporter...
what are you writing with so much enthusiasm?
About that "Alfredo" boy, on the reward poster?
Ah, no...
It's about last year's chimney sweep accident in Milan.
Chimney sweep accident?
He died from hunger and cold.
How terrible.
Damn! Pain in the ass...
What now? If we're caught, the others are in for big trouble.
Then there's no choice. Romeo, you go too.
Escape! Along with us!
How about you...
Alfredo!
I'll stay behind. And keep them busy!
I remember hearing of a bunch of kids being gathered together at a bar called The Wildcat.
We could write an article!
Please take care of this.
Alfredo, watch out for yourself...
Romeo, take care of everybody.
If we get through that door... we'll be free!
What's wrong?
Nothing, just my imagination I guess.
All the brats're gone!
You little prick, tryin' to get tough with me...!
Where did the others go?
Tell me!
...or you're REALLY gonna get yourself hurt!
Escape!
Alfredo, get away!
That little bastard!
If I find that brat he's had it.
Dammit, where's he gone off to?
What the hell's this guy?
Pathetic. They're just a bunch of brats after all.
You little bastard, locking me in! Open up!
Open this door, god-dammit!
Romeo?
What?
Why didn't you run away?
I couldn't leave you behind.
We're friends, aren't we?
Escape...?
Right, let's go help out Dante and the rest.
What was that?
A rat caught in a trap.
All right, let's go.
Oh no...
What's wrong?
Escape, if you can.
Luini!
Someone's coming!
Are you really going in?
Of course.
That Alfredo boy might be here for all we know.
That's the newspaperman's daughter.
This is bad.
If we're found out by the newspaper, the operation's finished!
What now? We're sure to be caught!
I know!
Hurry, climb up, Dante!
That's the ticket!
Antonio, just a bit more.
Luini, the brats've all escaped!
Keep the people outside busy.
I'll go first.
Then we'll be free!
You coming?
Maybe they're not home.
Well, now! With this near-hurricane outside,
I'm afraid that we've already closed up for today...
Is everyone here?
Which way should we go?
We could take the main road, but where does it go to?
Yeah, you're right.
Wait, Michaello's not here!
Michaello!
That hurts!
Get on!
Get onto that boat.
A boat?
You've gotta be kidding!
We can't go out on a boat like that in the middle of this storm.
Hurry up!
Don't you care if he dies or not?
Help!
How could you...
Row, dammit, row!
What're you doing!
Put some strength into it, you brats!
Shit!
This boat is gonna sink!
It's gonna sink!
Alfredo, can you swim?
During the storm, the boat sinks into the lake.
Alfredo and I swim for our lives to the shore.
At that moment a bolt of lightning breaks through the darkness...
The God of Death is drowning!
Next time: The Ship Sinks: Friendship Within the Storm See you then!
"Si Si Ciao ~ On These Roman Roofs"
Si Si Ciao, why do the good times
seem to end so soon?
Si Si Ciao, we're all friends
Let's meet again on these Roman roofs
Your laughing voice dances
Once again in the sky
Your pocket bursting with memories
Si Si Ciao, goodbye but for now
Let's meet again on these Roman roofs