World Masterpiece Theater
Romeo's Blue Skies
"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
Takara Fansubs Original translation: TechnoGirls
Romeo and the Black Brothers defeated the Wolf Pack, safely rescuing Alfredo.
The boy's hearts became as one.
Their voices were raised in a song that resounded through the city streets.
Episode 19:
Grandma's a Witch
What a perfect morning.
Piccolo, I beat Tachioni, you know!
And it's all thanks to the charm Angeletta gave me - I know it.
I know!
There, finished.
It looks wonderful, Angeletta.
You look just like me when I was a young girl.
It sends me back. I used to be thin like this as a girl...
What are you looking at?
I... I brought flowers for Angeletta.
Flowers?
I'll take them, Romeo.
May I, mother?
Come in.
Yes, Ma'am.
Here, Angeletta.
What a nice smell. Thank you, Romeo.
You don't need to thank him.
Listen, you! Don't stay in here too long - or else!
She makes me jumpy! But she's so nice to you, Angeletta.
She's my mother, after all.
Your mother...?
What is your mother like, Romeo?
Eh? My mother?
Yes, my mother... always smelled wonderful, like these flowers.
But get her mad, and she was terrifying.
I made her mad almost every day.
Hey! Go wash your hands!
Romeo! I told you to feed the chickens right away!
Yes, Mother.
The spanking I got that time was a whopper.
Oh my!
That's the way it is for all of us.
We grow up getting spanked by Mom. Same with me.
You too, boss?
When I was about your age.
About my age?
To me it feels like you've ALWAYS been just "the boss".
I had a harder time than you dealing with my Mom, Romeo.
Even more than me?
Of course. After all...
She's a witch.
A witch!
Well, then... Spatza camino! Chimneys cleaned!
Boss, if your mother's a witch, that means that...
Yes, your boss here can fly through the sky, too.
Now come on - back to work. Spatza camino!
Ah. Perfect timing. I've got a letter here for you.
A letter for me?
You read it.
Who in blazes is it from?
"To my worthless son, Marchelo, from Mother."
Mother!?
Read a little further.
"I will be coming to your house this Friday."
F... Friday?
Friday!... isn't that...?
What? Today?
For the first time in nine years, she says she's coming... today.
You must be kidding. Tell her this instant you refuse.
I simply cannot deal with your mother.
You're choking me...! - Mom, what's Grandma like? I don't remember.
She's stingy, nagging... she complains about everything...
Hmm?
What are you all staring at? - Oh, sorry.
Umm... the letter said she wanted to give Anzelmo a "treasure".
Eh? A treasure?
A treasure for me?
Why didn't you say so sooner?
Well...
That's it.
Dad, do you know about this treasure that Grandma's bringing?
The one and only treasure passed down in our family.
Treasure?
It all happened during my grandfather's time, a long time ago.
While he was out on public duty,
...he saved the life of the master of his mansion.
His reward for that was an ivory chess set.
An ivory chess set?
Yes. It's been passed down each generation to a Rossi boy.
It's worth over 800 lira.
800 Lira?
Be especially sweet to her so she doesn't change her mind, okay?
Leave it to me.
I'll become her favorite, just you watch.
Whoa!
Hey, Granny. This is the place. Hop off.
I let you have a ride, so how about two, er... five lira?
Say, are you trying to swindle me?
Not even thirty years out of your diapers...
Well? I'm getting off. Are you going to help me down or what?
All right...
Thank you. You're quite a man!
Oh, could that be...?
Yes, that must be her.
She's here, mother.
Really? The treasure has arrived.
Come along, Anzelmo. - Yes, Mother.
Boss.
Pipe down!
The boss's mother... - That's none of your business.
That's right. You'll be in deep trouble if you put her in a bad mood.
Go do the cleaning or something.
Hmph. Meddler.
Aren't you going, Boss?
Anzelmo! I thought I told you to put a shirt on.
Oh, I forgot.
Go get one. Quickly.
Ah... yes.
Marchelo! Marchelo, where are you?
Mother!
I'm honored to meet you, Mother.
Just seeing your face, I feel like flowers are blooming in my heart...
Listen, you. God will punish you for saying things you don't mean.
Really, Mother! How could you?
Marchelo! Marchelo!
Are you still wearing those oversize boots of yours?
Unbelievable. He won't change anything unless it suits him.
He hasn't changed a bit from when he was a boy.
Hello.
Mother, this is... - I know.
Since when have I needed to be told!
You've grown so big.
Uh...
How I wanted to see you again, my Anzelmo!
Why, I'll be... if you don't look just like Marchelo when he was small.
Umm... - Although...
Your face looks more intelligent.
Marchelo was always one step behind no matter what he did,
...and always on the verge of crying.
You're mistaken.
I'm not Anzelmo. I'm Romeo.
Romeo?
I'm helping the boss out with the chimney cleaning.
I see. So, then, where is Anzelmo?
Yes, Mother. Here he is.
I'm Anzelmo, Grandma.
Oh, so you're Anzelmo.
Yes, Grandma.
You don't look like Marchelo.
So, have you been helping your father with work alongside Romeo?
Cleaning chimneys?
O... O... Of course I've been helping, Grandma.
Yes, I see.
In any case, watch and learn well from Romeo.
Because however you look at it, he's the more useful of the two of you.
Mother, this boy is bashful, so you can't tell by looking at him.
...but he's actually very kind and liked by everyone, and...
Oh! There you are.
Come on, get out here, you slovenly kid.
You haven't changed a bit from when you were a child.
Stop it, Mother! I'm grown up now.
Oh, you can talk. You who always ran away from home as a kid.
The boss ran away from home?
That was a long time ago!
Marchelo would run away every fourth day...
...because he said he wanted to become a sailor.
A sailor? You?
Yes. He'd leave in the morning and come back crying in the evening.
He hasn't changed a bit when it comes to his total lack of willpower.
Come, put your shoe on.
Romeo, please show me the way to Angeletta's room.
Yes... but...
Mother, Anzelmo can take you...
Romeo will do just fine. You two make some tea or something.
Yes.
Come, Romeo.
This way...
Damn! Why, Mother? Why always Romeo?!
Why does Romeo constantly interfere with me?
Put up with it for today.
If you do, this treasure will be yours.
I know, Mother. I won't lose to Romeo.
You've gotten so big.
And you're very pretty, Angeletta.
From Sonogno village?
Romeo had a terrible time coming here to Milan with Piccolo.
Holding Piccolo close, you can smell the sunny spots of Romeo's village.
Let's see, now...
You're right, it smells like a sunny spot.
Angeletta says Piccolo brings her lots of different things.
The smell of the sun, the smell of the wind...
Even from here in my bed I can get a sense of the things in the city.
Suppose I also brought you one of these "smells" of the city?
My beloved Grandma, the tea is ready.
Ah, perfect timing. Could you run a little errand for me, Anzelmo?
Why is this happening to me?
Come, come - it's Grandma's magic time.
Why did I have to go and call a flower vendor?
Thank you, Anzelmo. You'll get plenty of "thank you's" for this.
Yes, yes.
Thank you, Grandma.
I've never gotten such a wonderful gift in my entire life.
Grandma really was a witch, after all.
Thank you very much for today, Grandma.
Well, well. That's the tenth "thank you" so far.
Because it really made me very happy.
Umm, Mother. About the ivory chess set...
About the what?
The... ivory... chess set.
Oh, that? I sold that thing long ago.
You sold it?!
Then... What was the treasure you wanted to give to Anzelmo?
Yes, what?
This. It's a nice hat, isn't it?
A hat?
This can't be...
M-Mom!
Today was a complete waste. - Really! What a loss.
Hey, Anzelmo, what about the hat?
You can give that thing to Romeo.
I'll do just that.
Such a nice hat...
Grandma, you knitted it, didn't you?
That's right.
Mother! Don't give me anything about a "hat"!
That chess set was our family's treasure! And you went off by yourself and sold it.
You've always been that way, Mother. Always doing something uncalled-for.
"Something uncalled-for...?"
Yes, that's just how it was!!
If I hadn't acted at once,
...then you'd have died long ago,
...and I wouldn't be here ...listening to this!
What do you mean?
Thirty years ago, when you were in bed with a cold,
...I sold it to buy medicine.
But it was a fake... all I got for it was one silver piece.
...with a cold? - Really, this child...
he's completely forgotten about this hat.
Thank goodness. The fever has gone down.
Really, this child... wearing his hat at a time like this.
Can I keep it on? It's the hat you knitted for me, Mom.
Yes, do whatever you wish.
Mom, when I get big, you know what I'm going to be?
A sailor, right?
Huh - How did you know?
I'm your mother, after all.
Mom...
Yes?
Mom, when I get old and become a sailor, ...I'm going to keep wearing this hat.
I'm serious. I promise. - Yes, yes.
Go to sleep, Marchelo - or your fever will come back.
Okay.
You forgot about that promise so quickly.
Before you even got old... you threw this thing out.
But this hat has been my treasure ever since.
Sorry, Mom.
I was a worthless son, wasn't I?
At least I could have become a sailor...
...and fulfilled some of my duties as a son.
What are you saying? Cleaning chimneys is fine work.
What a wonderful day this has been.
Take care of yourself.
I know. You don't push yourself too hard, either.
Piccolo, mothers are wonderful, aren't they?
Romeo was thinking...
...about that day he got scolded after coming back at dusk.
Romeo, don't pull that sort of prank again.
Yeah.
What's wrong? What's happened to your usual pep?
Yes!
Come on, your father's waiting.
Yeah, let's hurry home.
Mom... How are you doing?
I'm... I'm doing great!
Little Nana lives alone with her Grampa.
But we hear a rumor that her estranged father is in town.
Leave it to me! I'll find him for sure.
See you then!
Grampa Theo's Puppet Show
Next time:
"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