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Mario! I got it! I was sure I would!

Fast Mario. Wow, that`s heavy!

- It`s huge. - It`s too close to the water, dad.

Wow, look at the head. Mario! - Yes.

Take a pebble.

God, don`t run away!

- Give me a pebble. - There it is.

Put it here, hold its tail, Mario.

- There! - There!

Hold on.

That`s huge.

It won`t harm anybody else.

What kind of fish is it?

It`s a snook. It`s the greediest fish on earth.

Look what he did.

And I had my gloves.

- See? - Damn!

Take the stuff, Mario, we`ll go.

Wow!

You are a second class fisherman, dad.

Second class? Nobody can get a fish like that.

Clean, no head,

ready to be cooked. Second class? Thanks a lot!

Very good! Thanks for being so respectful to your father.

What are you doing?

Are you already boasting?

- I am a great fisherman. - Sure

I will forgive you, because you passed your grades.

So, did you answer to all the tests?

It was really easy dad.

My son is an accountant!. That`s a dream.

"Sir, I introduce you my son.

Accountant Mario Vivaldi.

Mr Spaziani, head of the retirement department"...

"My pleasure".

You will do good, Mario, I believe that.

You are going to start a carrier at same point I arrived

only after 30 years.

A new life! An other salary at home.

We`ll buy a new TV and you can change your car.

This is crap!

Just think about you, Mario.

Just remember that if in this world,

you say yes with your eyes and say no with your head,

there`s alwasy somebody ready to stab at your back.

Your mother and I are satisfied.

Our son is an accountant, we don`t ask more.

We don`t care about the others.

We are old. We don`t have ambitions.

We just want to die peacefully.

You are not old, dad.

I know, I am old.

That`s not true.

It doesn`t look like sunday, does it?

I know.

No sunday, no business day.

This is way here it`s so nice.

Nobody knows this place. It`s like a desert island.

When are you going to retire?

Soon, the papers are ready.

They are on Spaziani`s desk.

I just need the certificato to prove I fought during the Resistance.

Did you really do that?

- What? - Did you fight the Resistance?

Sure, I did.

How much are they going to pay you?

I don`t know exactly, but with the new law,

in march they are going to pay me, somethig more.

Can you renovate this hut?

I can. Take off the window and make a toilet.

Outside a nice porch. You`ll see!

Do you think mum will like here?

I will force her...

Once she`s here, she will like it.

I built this house for us.

I could help you.

What shall I do with all that money?

Mario! You must invest your money.

Make it grow, like they taught you.

Buy some stocks.

Get a saving fund, at the post office. Not in the bank,

banks can go bankrupt, while the postoffice is from the government,

and it doesnt go bankrupt!

What a fish, that`s a shark!

Damn, I think it`s just begun.

I don`t want to meet all those people!

(Music "War and Peace")

- "Do you love me?" - "Yes. "

Damn, are we late?

(Football match speaker)

Is it begun? Did they score?

I don`t know.

You are so wet, take off your clothes.

Under the rain all day long.

That hut is so wet.

I am sure you will get sick.

Don`t bother! He`s fine. He`s very dry.

You don`t complain, if you get arthritis.

You don`t know anything about that. You never had it.

- That`s not true? - Can I listen please?

Don`t mind her. Watch the match.

- Is Lazio playing well, Mario? - Eh! Sure.

Are you for the Lazio? Against your father?

Cast it!

Who is that, Mario?

Mum...

With that light!

I got it.

Come on come on.

Go on. Go on, go on.

- Goal! - Good Mario!

- Can I have a sandwich? I am hungry. - Me too! Two!

- See the goal? - That`s not finished.

The fridge is broken again.

- god, always talking. - Ok, don`t mind her!

(Clock ringing)

Amalia,

Do you know what I dreamt?

Darling...

Amalia.

Do you know what I dreamt, tonight?

Amalia, listen.

We were at the beach, Mario and I, during the war.

Behind us, there was a kitchen.

Not a camp kitchen...

Like this one.

On the burner there was a pan with the tomatoes cooking.

And Mario was stirring over and over.

At some point, Mr Spaziani comes in,

the head of the personnel office,

dressed like a colonel.

He says to Mario: "You`re an officer, don`t mind the tomatoes!

You father will take care, you go fighting!".

Got it?

The meaning about being somebody, being important.

That`s a stupid dream.

I would have dreamed that, he would have stayed in the kitchen,

stirring over and over, instead of...

fighting, and get killed.

That`s a dream, Amalia!

Dreams are not true.

Dreams have a meaning.

- Give me the bread, Amalia. - Wait, it`s not toasted.

- It doesn`t matter. - Giovanni?

Do you think you can place Mario at the ministry?

Sure. Any doubts?

I spent all my life in that place.

Everybody knows me. They respect me, they appreciate me.

And if I ask for a favour, they do that.

First of all: people don`t do anything for nothing.

Second thing: He must pass the final test and that`s difficult.

Third thing: There are thousands of young people like him.

He will get through. I can tell you. Do you know who am I?

Amalia, can you remember?

Fell my hard beard!

Good. Drink your coffee, before it gets cold.

This morning I will talk to Spaziani.

We are informal, did you know?

- There he is... - 'Morning.

I will wait you at 11 o`clock at the ministry!

Is the brown suit ready?

That`s ready, and the shoes are polished.

Mario, I give you the red tie, the one that costs 4000 liras.

Don`t worry.

Can i have some bread?

You`ll see when you are at the ministry.

Give him some money.

I did. It`s in the suit.

Mario, listen.

Be kind to everybody.

Kind, but don`t exaggerate.

And don`t be a snob,

don`t show that you are good, or they get jealous.

Don`t listen at her, Mario.

"Lots of enemies, lots of pride". Remember that.

Somebody very important said that.

What do you think?

Eh... Let`s go...

(LOUD NOISE)

You scoundrel!

Fuck you!

Sure, give me a fucking fine, happy??

Not a damned parking spot...

Look, look...

Everybody comes to work by car,

no buses, no metro; all gentlemen, you damned.

Are you crazy? Can`t you see?

- Who`s that? - go to a specialist.

Are you talking to me?

- Yes, I am! - I saw a spot, I went in.

I was driving back!

- This is my third round! - Who cares? I am at the sixth

- Bye! - Do you want to piss me off?

- Not at all! - Calm down.

You must get out from there!

- I can`t hear you. - Wash your ears.

- I can`t hear you. - Didn`t you see me?

Are you from the ministry?

Me? No, I am not.

I`ve been working hear for 30 years, this is our parking spot.

I own a shop in this street.

If the shopwowners can park, then I`ve no privileges.

I`ve more rights than you who keep your butt warm all day long.

Alt! No more entries.

Let me in, or the boss will preach me.

No more entries at 8.05.

It`s just 2 minutes..., not a big deal.

Damn!

Nerone was right.

Who gave him a job? Just tell me.

(PROTESTING)

Come on, guys. Name, surname, class.

Quick...

After 30 years of work, this ministry could be mine.

He stops you with his eyes.

He writes your name on the black book, like children do.

Just like children!

Who`s that?

- Hello, Vivaldi. - Hi, Supino.

- I `ve a bill to pay. - Don`t bother. Take care of your health.

If you are healthy, you will never be poor.

Don`t bother!

- Hi, Vivaldi. - Hi.

- Good morning all. - Hi Vivaldi.

That squinty guy downstairs,

is he new? I`ve never seen him.

Wow.

He doesn`t miss anybody.

Guarnacci is not here today?

I think he doesn`t feel very well...

I heard he has measles.

Isn`t that a child`s illness?

And he doesn`t like women.

Really!

- Here`s Enrico Toti. - What a crappy job.

At the Finance dept they opened a great snackbar.

- Just give me a meringue. - They won`t open it here.

Toti, a cappuccino for me.

They say we don`t have enough room.

Just put on fire the archives

and we`ll find room. I sell mine to Migliorino.

The referree should pay for that, not me.

Why the referree?

- Wasn`t that an offside? - Shut up!

- Good morning. - Good morning, Penna.

This is from dr Spaziani, with his best wishes.

God bless him.

At work, slaves!

Good for you, not doing a shit.

Idle hands are devil`s tools and I am just a tool.

No. you`re a bastard, Penna.

Is it true you got a kid?

Sure! 4 kilos big baby.

- I bet it`s a boy. - Sure.

Do you think Penna`s baby might be a girl?

What`s his name, Pennino?

No, Giuseppe. Live the Madonna`s husband.

How do you feel today?

- So so. - Can you give me an advice?

Just try.

Good bye good times.

There`s another offertory.

- Again? - Scognamiglio`s getting married.

Everyday somebody getting married, or retiring, or dying.

Soon it will be your turn. - Ti�!

The stuff. Mind the stuff.

(Knocking)

- Who`s that? - It`s me, Vivaldi.

Come in.

Excuse me, Giovanni.

Sometimes I scratch off my dandruff.

Yes, that`s good.

- How`s it going, Giovanni? - Fine.

Excuse me, just a minute.

It`s because of Mario, my son.

How`s the young accountant doing?

He`s signing the competion for group "B".

This is the announcement.

Take a look.

Group "B"? 900 places.

Yes, 900. It`s quite a lot...

Fine. But it`s not so easy, do you know?

First of all just consider that the participants will be...

Whatever will be...

But look at this big piece.

Never seen something like that.

You understand, Giovanni? They will be at least 20000.

But he`s my son. After all, after so many years,

I am not asking that much.

Just give him a better chance.

Giovanni, nowdays, in front of the law, our sons

are the same as the son of a taxi man.

But that`s not fair. They must hire him.

The ministry owes to me 30 years of hard work.

Giovanni, how long have you been knowing me?

23 years next april.

23 years!

Right, 23!

Time goes fast.

can you remember my hair?

I was the pride of the 4th floor.

- Spaziani, what shall we do with Mario? - Who?

My Mario, is he going to be lost in the street?

Or he will become a craftsman...

- I`ve always loved you... - I did too.

After all...

in all these years, I took care of you.

I`ve nobody else. You`re the only one who can help me.

And I will do whatever I can,

and more, like the saying "Love the ones who love you, even if they are just dogs".

Thanks, Spaziani.

Excuse me. I would like to introduce you my son.

Sure.

Tell him to come tomorrow.

I knew you would be happy and he came with me today. - Is he waiting outside?

- Let him in. - Come in, Mario.

- May I introduce you Mario? - Sure.

Mr Vivaldi, Dr Spaziani,

head of the personnel office.

- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.

Our pleasure.

Well, what is your final grade?

Six..., six point two...

I thought it was more.

He was sick, during the exams.

You got at least some...

specializing course, languages maybe.

Didn`t you get that typing course,

you did it great?

- Right, I remember.

Typing is not important, just two points.

You should know there is a point for each specialization.

For example: a disabled`s son, it`s five points.

Son of a widow, it`s four points.

it`s two points.

The more you put into the application the better the chances.

Now would you excuse me, I`ve a lot to do.

Yes, we are leaving.

Write whatever you can in the application.

And then bring it to me.

- I`ll take a look. - Fine!

- Goodbye. - Thanks, dr Spaziani.

Have a smoke, Mario.

- No, thanks. Not in the morning. - Good.

- Hi, Vivaldi. - Hi Riccetti.

- Is he your son? - Yes.

- Nice guy. Congratulations! - Thanks.

Let`s go, Mario.

Later we meet for a coffee...

- Do you know who he is? - Who is he?

- A stupid. - What?

A stupid! He stinks.

- I didn`t smell it. - My god!

Look, look. See the one on the stairs?

The one who`s drinking?

That`s Cosimano...

Who`s he?

Head of department.

- I will introduce you. - Dad, it doesn`t matter.

Don`t be silly. You got to know them all.

Mr Cosi...

He said to wait.

I know... I think he`s busy.

No, he`s got nothing to do!

I want to introduce you!

Here he is... Come.

Dr Cosimano? This is my son.

- Nice to meet you, Vivaldi Mario. - He`s an accountant!

Good! Is he here for the application?

Sure, why not?

Today it will be tough, son. But you give a try.

- Sure we`ll try. - Good morning dr. Cosimano.

Thanks dr. Cosi...

See how`s easy?

It`s important to be nice to everybody!!

Dad, do you think your boss likes me?

Didn`t you notice the way he met you?

Now we should send him a letter, he cares about that.

- What should I write? - Dad will help you.

Go home now.

- Bye. - Bye, Mario.

Mario,can you make me a favour?

When you reach the door, just turn back.

- I want to look at you from afar. - Why? With all those people?

I want to see you walking by.

- Is it ok? - Very good.

- Bye, dad. - Bye, Mario.

Wow, you look very nice!

Wow, what a nice guy.

It`s almost three!

Is Mario in?

No. He had an appointment.

So late? It must be a woman.

Hopefully she won`t get pregnant...

Who, Mario? He`s not a child.

He`s a real man now!

Today I imagined him at the office.

Nice, intelligent, with a permanent job.

What can you ask more? Women...

Wow, what is this?

Put on top some warm tomato sauce.

Good. So it`ll get better.

Thanks.

Delicious...

You haven`t talked to him yet, have you?

Sure. We had a long talk,

you won`t believe it!

What did he say?

He said he will take care.

Will he?

Sure, dr Vivaldi Mario, is on our side.

Aren`t you happy?

Ok. And what else did they say?

That he loves me. Yes, that is what he said.

"Giovanni, you know that I love you".

Good for you...

Good for me what?

That after 20 years... you still believe him!

What do you know about that?

You don`t know anything!

He said he will take care and help me.

You can`t understand.

People that love each other and help each other.

Because inside of you, there is a poisoning snake!

Traitor!

I work hard so that you can be a lady.

But now that`s enough!

Enough! I will leave.

You can eat the eggplants. I am not hungry anymore...

I am not hungry!

Here`s the coffee.

Cofee? It makes me nervous!

Mr Mario Vivaldi, born in Rome, and so on,

hereby encloses the relevant documents

to be lately certified.

- Do you think it`s fine? - Who knows!

- Who knows? - What does it mean...relevant?

What?

Hereby encloses the relevant documents,

to be lately certified.

All these big words are not useful.

She says they are useless.

- Damned ignorance. - Right.

Cut off "relevant". They will understand.

"of relevance"?

- Do you think is better? - It is useless.

- Tell me, "of relevance". - Better,?

- By the way, are you done? - Almost, dad.

Half a page?

I don`t know what to write.

Mario! You don`t know what to write to Mr Spaziani?

I will take care.

Cin cin.

- How`s it? - Good.

Giovanni, Giovanni. You should not have done it.

I was almost going to send back the tape.

- Then I thought... - About what?

Spaziani, Mario`s exam has nothing to do with that.

That`s just a symbol. My wife Amalia, also said:

"Nice gift,

I hope Mr Spaziani won`t take it as a special request?

Don`t even think about that.

No problem.

What`s that?

I don`t know,a couple of lines from Mario.

Mario?

He told me: "Give it to Mr Spaziani".

What is it?

- 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12. - Twerlve!

- Twelve pages? - Just a gift...

- ....no big deal. - Nice guy.

I am moved, Giovanni. Really.

20,000 competitors are a lot of people, aren`t they?

Giovanni, I want to be true.

As for the oral exams, we can help him, got it?

But he must pay attention to the written ones.

He should take care to do good, and the most is done.

And what if he doesn`t make it?

He must! Got it?

The exercises are not signed,

they are in a sealed envelope,

which contains the name of the competitor.

First they put a mark then they open the envelope.

- Spazia'!You must help me. - Giovanni, I told you.

I never asked you anything.

You must help me, we must help him.

Let`s do something for that guy you saw growing up.

Spazia', please.. Help me!

I never asked you anything.

- Spazia'. - Sssh.

No, Spazia'. where`re you going?

Wait.

We could try something. It`s up to you.

Me?

Have you ever heard of the massonery?

Have you ever heard of the freemasonry?

I did...

You become a freemason.

How?

I`ll take care. Let`s go.

- Move on. - Sorry.

Take this.

- You read it, ok? - Yes.

You read it carefully and bring it back. Then we talk about it.

Put it away!

Don`t talk about it, ok?

Read it and give it back to me, don`t show it around or...

- Are you sure... - What do you mean?

Are you sure I can hope something?

Sure! You go now.

Giovanni!

Why do you always walk around sweating with that big hot glass.

- What are you drinking? - It`s an herb tea.

It`s great to wash down your bowel.

If that makes you happy... Bye.

Giovanni, freemasonry is anti-religious.

Who said that?

Father Luigi.

Freemasons are agains God and his laws.

I told you to shut up, or I`ll be ruined!

Why do you want to go against religion?

Do you want to become a non-believer?

Why? Read this, stupid.

Kings, princes, statesmen, warriors, philosophers, scientists

were in the FreeMasons lists,

along with traders, industrials, bourgeois

and workers. Even Toscanini was a freemason.

First of all he was a non-believer

and he was also a rebel. And he was not good at directing.

He was not good at directing?

Yes. He did it so fast that nobody dared to tell him,

because he was a freemason.

This is why it`s so important to be a freemason.

At the basis of the lodge there are our brothers.

At the top there is the teacher, our master.

Why are you reading all that foolish stuff!

I have an exam.

You too?

Yes, me too.

Crazy. You`re all going crazy.

We are all crazy. Bye.

Dad, still awake?

Mario, I found the solution.

About what?

I`ll become a freemason.

What`s that?

Look, Mario. Stay there. I say hello and signal.

You do the same. Up your finger. Look at daddy.

What does it mean?

It means that I am a freemason and if you are you can recognize me.

Got it? But you are a non believer.

And when two freemasons meet, you know what happens?

They help each other, because they are brothers.

Freemason brothers are better than blood brothers.

Go to bed, daddy must study. Goodnight.

Sleep good, Mario. Daddy becomes a brother for his son`s sake.

Got it? Just figure it out.

"How do you help our Lodge".

(Knocking)

Who`s it?

It`s me, Spaziani. I`m bringing back "that stuff".

So, what do you thing?

I don`t want to be a non believer anymore.

Are you ready to receive the Light?

I am.

Giovanni, are you coming?

This is my address.

Thurday the 11th, 9p.m. The big day. Be on time.

- I will. - Kept it away!

So. Get ready and study.

I will answer for you about that.

Take care.

I will put on my best suit. I`ll make it.

Very well, just like new.

I know it`s a big sin.

You know I am doing it for my son.

Because I don`t care at all about freemasonry.

I just believe in You and I just love You,

Creator of heaven and hearth.

Ok?

(Gate opening)

May I?

(Gate closing) Who`s that?

Here`s the hand.

May I?.

My name`s Vivaldi Giovanni.

Anybody here?

what`s up?

Spaziani! Sorry, I got scared.

What do you want, you pagan?

What do you mean Spaziani, you called me.

You gave me a card.

- Yes but... "What do you want, you pagan?". - What?

I want the...

Damn, "I want the Light"!

Come in, then.

Yes, sure.

Forgive me. I was thinking

- and didn`t remember. - Take a seat, damned pagan.

- Sit down! - Yes, yes.

(Strange noise)

The works have begun.

Really?

Be ready!

I will.

What shall I do?

Take off your coat!

- Yes, sure. - I didn`t understand.

That`s my best suit, Spaziani.

- Blue, formal. - Alright.

- Put away the umbrella! - I will.

Turn on! The patch.

Is it a rite? It`s a joke, isn` it it?

- Just a joke, isn`t it? - No jokes! That`s serious.

- Come with me. - Yes.

- Where are you going? - E no. E no! Spaziani!

- Hold on behind! - Where? Behind..

- Hold this sword. The sword! - The sword.

Wait! The hood.

Ready? Give me the sword.

- I can`t see. - Give me back my sword.

Follow me in the holy temple.

- Who`s that? - It`s me, Spaziani.

Stop!

Who`s there?

A pagan, he wants the Light.

Brothers, the weapons!

- Leave the tail. - How?

- Hold on! - Where are we going?

Comei!

Ouch!

You pagan, did you study the hard rules of freemasonry?

Yes. Everything.

Then answer: What is freedom for you?

Freedom is... It`s difficult, to express so soon.

Freedom is, how can I say...

anyway, freedom is do whatever I fee.

Freedom of speech, freedom to write, I mean...

freedom is a nice thing, too bad there`s too much of it around.

(Noise)

And what is, for you, brotherhood?

Brotherhood is love for the other freemason brothers.

(Approving noise)

What do you owe to yourself and what to the State?

I don`t owe anything to myself, everything to the State.

Good, good.

Are you ready to go through our terrible tests?

Yes, I am!

Officer nr 1, go on.

- Don`t be afraid. - Are you going to hurt me?

- That`s just symbolic. - What`s that?!

The non believer has passed the fire test.

Go ahead with the second test.

What are you doing?!

The non believer has passed the sword test.

Go ahead with the last test, the death test.

You pagan, are you ready to die for the freemasonry,

for your brothers, and for the Great Unknown?

What!? If that`s really required, for the Great Unknown!

Here, here.

What`s that?

Amaro Montenegro.

- Drink! That`s an order. - Yes, yes.

It`s good.

The non believer has passed the death test.

(Noise)

Kneel down!

Repeat after me:

- I swear to be faithful... - I swear to be faithful...

- to the universal freemasonry... - to the universal freemasonry...

of the ancient scottish rite...

of the ancient scottish rite...

Turn off the lights!

Take of the patch!

What?

Will you take it off?

You are still on time to retire. Do you want the Light?

Yes, I want the Light.

And Light shall be!

This is your last chance. You don`t know us yet.

If you want to go, you can.

(Everybody) Go away!

No, I want to stay.

I appoint you "Brother Apprentice Mason" of this Lodge,

in the name of the venerable and glorious Arturo Toscanini.

- Mason? - Stand up!

Yes.

(Everybody) Good. Congratulations.

- This is your card. - Shall I put it on?

- This is your weapon. - The sword?

- And that is your place. - Where? Penna! Good, Penna!

Brother Giovanni...

Good. The workshop is closed.

Everybody is here... Lay down!

Look, see who is here?

- Dear Vivaldi... - Mr Cosimano!

Brothers are informal. Just call me Giuseppe.

Now you have a small place, but I wish you a happy carreer.

Take your seat, brothers!

Brother speaker will start with a short welcome speech.

No, no. It`s my turn!

Thanks, thanks.

- Sit down here. - Yes.

In the freemasonry, to be weak is despicable.

Each free will is a crime, remember.

- The compass symbol... - Excuse me, may I take a seat?

In this moment you are the smallest ring.

But you will become bigger, little by little.

It doesn`t mean you are inferior!

You are a ring, drawn by a compass.

A brother, like us.

In this way freemasonry is egalitarian.

If the ones who are bigger than you have a bigger right,

you have a lesser one.

But that less is yours!

Clear?

Anyway, brother, welcome between us.

(Ovation)

- Accountant Mario Vivaldi? - It`s me.

Certified mail for you.

You should sign here.

Thanks.

- Dad, dad. - What?

This is for me.

What is it?

Ministry of Public Affairs. It`s the exams call!

Oh, my god!

See? I am scared.

Mario, don`t say that. You look like your mum.

What`s wrong with me?

- He`s your son, isn`t he? - So what?

So, if he scared, it`s your fault, not mine!

Just stop it.

- Don`t worry, I will help you. - In 20 days.

Yes, tomorrow I take 2 weeks vacation, or I call sick.

And what if I don`t make it?

"I don`t make it", he says.

Mario! We are not alone.

Behind us there is "the Great Unknown".

The unknown boss of the freemasonry. No worries.

And if we`ll do our duty,

with the help of who can, we`ll make it.

So. This is the written test for your son.

Did you hear?

My God! My God!

Thanks, thanks brother.

- Don`t shout. - Nobody is around.

Hide it, or we`ll go to jail.

Tell your son to learn everything by heart.

And don`t bring anything on paper.

If they catch him, we`re in the shit.

I swear I`ll do anything you ask me.

- I would rather die. Thanks. - Don`t touch me!

Equal to italian liras 1500,

having bought 400 tons...

calculate the total cost in italian liras net of... what?

My dear son, you read too fast.

What?

Come here to daddy.

Come here, mr accountant.

That`s it.

Now, have a nice nap.

That`s it, bye.

Down!

- Quiet! - Thanks.

(Folk song)

Mario. Maybe is son

is doing exams too.

Who?

That one. He keeps on waiting and waiting.

Maybe.

- Who are you? - So so.

(Liturgy)

Mother virgin, in the name of your son,

help my own son. Thanks.

Salt, holy salt and wisdom, bring to my house the lucky doom.

Corn, holy corn and wisdom,

bring to my house the lucky doom.

Incense, holy incense and wisdom,

bring to my house the lucky doom.

Amalia. We are going.

Mario, listen.

Mother virgin is blessing you and this will give you luck.

Bye mom.

Bye.

I was forgetting the most important thing.

- Nice woman, your mother, isn`t she? - She couldn`t believe it.

- Let`s go. - Shall we take the car?

No, I am not insured. Let`s go by tram.

Jesus, Joseph and Mary, bless my house,

Jesus, Joseph and Mary, bring peace to my house,

Jesus, Joseph and Mary, chase away the evil...

Let`s go.

- Mario, where`re you going? - Aren`t we going by metro?

Yes, we are, but we are early.

Let`s go to the pub, first, and have a good breakfast.

You must keep healthy. You must surprise them.

Two cappuccini and one croissant.

Don`t panic,

or you`ll forget everything!

No dad, it`s all in my mind, like the Ave Maria.

Good. Do you have a pen?

I have seven. All new.

- And the watch? - I don`t have it. What`s that for?

What`s for? Show me your wrist!

The coffees.

You must hand on your work not too early and not too late.

Just pretend. You must make it in two hours, two hours and a half.

- I am going to have a croissant. - The cappuccino is not mine.

- Here... - Did they make a mistake? Thanks.

Sorry, Father. It`s dad`s.

Right, give this to the priest.

Don`t be distracted, think to the exams. Do you like it?

Not so bad. Don`t you?

I don`t care. I am out.

The girls like mature man.

Yes, mature. I am mature for the retirement.

Do you mean if you had the chance you would refuse it?

No, but one must keep away from chances.

Let`s go. Guy, come here.

You will have lots of chances in life.

When I was your age...

Take care, it`s wet, it`s slippery.

See, that kind of girls, well-to-do behaviour,

you have to take care of them,

those are the one who`ll put you in a corner.

You must know girls very well,

or what will happen? Will you marry a stranger?

Look at that girl, for example. She`s cute,

you like her, but who`s she? Do you know her?

This is why... (Gun blast)

Aaaaaah!

- What happened? - Shit, let`s go, quick!

Let`s go! (Gunshots)

Come on, jump! (Shots)

Mario! Mario!

No. Mario. Mario! It`s dad, it`s dad.

Here he is... he`s my son. He`s my son!

He`s my son!

He`s my son!

(Speaker tv) Rome: The government examps have begun.

More than 20000 candidates, from all over Italy,

filled up the big room, of the Sport Hall.

Furthermore, reports of a deathly theft at Eur.

The assault took place around eightish,

just before the opening of the bank.

for a total of 400 billions.

During the shooting was murdered

accountant Mario Vivaldi, 22 years old,

who was going to the Sport Hall for the examination.

We approached his father, but that poor man

can`t remember anything of what happened right under his eyes.

(Images and tv comments)

Nice funeral. All the people from the 4th floor were there.

By the way, you pay me back the flowers.

It`s a lot of money among funerals and weddings.

Who`s his wife?

She got a stroke.

I would sue the news.

They should not allow to report such strong news,

without previous notification.

She was just watching the news

and she got a paralysis.

Even though, they should have had more than one son,

one should have a spare one.

How is she, doctor?

So. Anyway, it`s useless that I come back.

If you notice something unusual, call me.

What is unusual? Explain me, doctor.

If she can`t move her eyes or can`t breath anymore,

- in that case... call me. - Won`t she be able to talk anymore?

It`s a cross to bear.

You should buy a wheelchair.

I know? I already applied to the competent office.

They told me I have a right, but I must wait.

- Well, good luck. - Goodbye, doctor. Thank you.

Poor woman, a wheelchair would be helpful.

See that you can make it? Can`t you talk? What are you doing?

Can you think? What can you think?

You always think about him, don`t you?

Are you praying?

You pray all the time.

Don`t you?

This fridge broke again.

Look.

Everything is rotten.

We need to throw away everything.

Amalia, I made some hot milk.

Shall I put in some cookies,Amalia?

Are you hungry?

Shall I put them in?

That`s it.

They are good.

They melt in, they are light. You will like them.

Here you are!

Open your mouth, dear, come on.

Come on...

You are going to choke yourself.

I`am sorry, I am not that good, yet.

There, slowly, dear.

Come on, try. Open your mouth.

Don`t you want anymore, dear?

At 11 I must go to the police headquarters.

The District Judge wants to talkt to me. I don`t know what he wants.

And afterwards I want go to the churchyard

and find a good place for Mario.

I`ll try to talk to the director.

So, stay here, ok?

Good!

I`ll turn on tv.

That`s it.

Try not to think.

In two hours the show is starting. You`ll enjoy it.

I`ll come back soon.

Bye, Amalia.

- Is everybody here? - Yes, judge.

- Mr Vivaldi. - Yes, thanks.

Did you see all the murderer`s faces?

Only one, when his face got uncovered.

Could you recognize him?

I could. Even in 1000 people.

Could they recognize the man we are looking for?

- I think so. - Well, not for sure.

- Well, we can go. - Light!

You, come in!

Take off your glasses.

We are sure among these people there is somebody we are looking for.

Tell us who is he, we take care of the rest.

Well? Nothing?

No, he`s not here.

Thanks.

You, move on.

We can go!

Dear Vivaldi, you have all my brotherly understanding, but...

unfortunately at this moment I can`t find

an adequate place for your poor Mario.

Just a FORNETTO.

I understand, but look, this is the waiting list of the dei fornetti.

Look, hundreds of hundreds recommended by ministers, senators,

there`s even the chauffeur of a cardinal.

You just need to be patient.

I understand.

He says we must wait.

We must wait for a free place. Poor Mario.

It was easier to find him a place at the minister, rather than at the churchyard.

Sandwich, cola, flowers, candles...

(Moanings)

Where can he be?

Excuse me, Tirziani Pietro, please.

He should be at letter T, they`re all here, nobody missing.

- Excuse me... - Yes?

I`ve being praying 1 hour for that corpse, in the walnut box.

What does it say? Whose name is that?

- Bozzi Anselmo? - No, Angelucci Anna.

- Are you sure? - This is what is written.

Fuck...

Anselmo! Anselmo! Where are you? Where did they put him?

Here he is... Are you there... Mario?

Cristoforo...

Cristoforo, why?

Madam, do you need help?

Thanks. Last floor, Cristoforo Lo Surdo.

- I`ll try again. - Please.

Madam, I was wrong. He stopped at Pasquini.

- Do you want me to climb up? - No, thanks. It`s the same.

- Pasquini is the same? - Yes, it`s the same.

(Deafening noise)

Where will they put you?

My poor son!

Where are you, Anselmo.

Get closer! Pull up, slowly!

Move that way

- Pay attention. - Who cares. They took you away, they took you away. Give him back to me!

Push inside!

(Boom)

(General confusion)

- Don`t be afraid. - What happened?

Sometimes one of them blows up because of the gas inside.

I think it`s the dead getting angry.

Can you see this?

This is my husband. The lawyer Vincenzo Vanorio.

Sometimes he will blow up too!

- He can`t stand it anymore, like the others. - No, they will find him a place.

Good for you, if you believe it. I know whose fault is it,

who sells out the fornetti and takes the money.

He won`t have a good time.

I will shoot in his mouth, as if he were a dog.

I will do that, I`ll shoot him, I`ll swear on my husband`s name.

See... what a mess.

- Excuse me madam, will you sit down? - No, no. I`ll stay here with this.

(Shouting and cries)

They put him in a really good place, our Mario.

They put him... in a quiet place,

surrounded by green. Not cypresses,

but trees coming from... I don`t know where, far away.

The bran is finished,

do you want cheese? Yes, cheese.

I was saying, these trees, maybe come from...

from Japan, they say, who knows?

They make beautiful flowers.

Red, purple, yellow, all the colours.

When you will be on the wheelchair... (Phone ringing)

I will take you there. Who`s that? Excuse me, Amalia.

- Who`s that? - This is sergeant Ciappi.

Good morning sergeant.

Your telephone is not working...

What do you mean?... That`s true, the connection is off.

When I leave, I disconnect it.

Because, when my wife hears the ringing she gets nervous... She`s sick.

The judge wants to talk to you. My car is waiting.

Can I take my own car?

Ok. But...we must go soon.

- Ok, I take care of my wife and be there. - Fine.

Amalia! The judge wants to meet me again.

The tv is on, at 6pm there is a great movie.

I leave the keys to Mrs Margherita, in case I am late.

Bye. Don`t worry.

- Is the girl there? - We didn`t find her.

The only one he could remember.

- If you want we can postpone this. - No, no!

How is it going?

I can remember too!

You are the least reliable witness,

because you are the most involved,

and you could be cheated by your feelings of revenge.

So, take care before speaking.

Let`s go!

Go!

Thanks.

Come on!

Mr Vivaldi?

Excuse me.

- Did you ask her to bring a friend? - No!

Just the two of us with one girl only?

Why, don`t you have one?

It`s too late to find one.

(Disturbing music)

(Tv speaker)

The toast is ready!

Thanks.

- Good night. - Good night, madam.

What happened, may I help you?

What do you want?

(Whines)

(Pantings)

(Buzz and music)

One cognac.

(Moans)

(Release breath)

You know... what I did? What if you were in my place?

Tell me, Amalia, what would you say?

It`s him, he`s the murderer.

They would have put him in jail, for a couple of years,...

... to eat, and be confortable. That`s not good!

You should have seen him, on that board...

...with the other ones, with that scoundrel face...

Sure to come off well, with that uncaring attitude.

But this stupid man smashed his face!

Vivaldi Giovanni, Matteo`s son, with that thing... with the CRICK.

Smash!

Wow! What a blow I gave him. That was hard, Amalia,

it was hard to bring him there.

(Amalia whines) No, no, Amalia, don`t worry,

don`t worry, he won`t run away. No, I won`t miss him.

I must go now. Later I`ll tell you everything.

I have to go to work, you know, it`s late.

Drink your medicine, Amalia. Later I`ll tell you everything.

When I`m back I`ll tell you everything.

(Cries) Help me. Help me. Help me.

(Buzz)

- Vivaldi, the prof is looking for you. - Me, what does he want?

He wants to see you.

(Knocking) Come in!

- I am Vivaldi. - Yes, come in.

- Do you want to talk to me? - How are you, Giovanni?

Just fine.

Good, Giovanni. I noticed that you are recovering.

Yes, yes.

And... your wife?

My wife...she`s there, poor woman.

Neverthless, Spaziani, you won`t believe me, but...

- but he keeps me company. - I do believe you.

When I tell her something...

- when I tell her something... - Yes?

I still don`t know if she can uderstand me or not.

She`s there, looking at me, you know...

and I tell her what happens to me, and yet I don`t know if she`s happy.

Good. Good. This is a very important document,

and I want you to ckeck it.

- What? - Ah, that`s me.

As you can see, it states that you participated to the Resistance war,

and that you are entitled to the war pension.

As you can see, the "Mum" doesn`t forget her children.

Excuse me Giovanni, my mind is a bit... Be strong.

Be strong!

- Here it is. - Thanks.

- Goodbye. - 'bye.

(strange noisesRumori sospetti)

(whines)

Murdere! Bastard! Criminal!

(whines)

Did you want to run away? where? Oh!

You can`t run away, you can`t. Where were you going?

You shouldn`t. You can`t run away anymore. You can`t anymore. Do you know that?

You can`t anymore. Got it?

I won`t let you go. I won`t let you go anymore.

You must stay here. Here with me.

I`ll show you.

I`ll show you.

I will...

I will tie you up.

That`s it...

I tie you up tight.

(whines and rattles)

That`s it... So!

(Rattles)

Excuse me, let me pass.

- I knew that. - Let me pass.

- He made the robbery. - Are you getting paid too?

What are you doing here? Aren`t you ashamed enough?

(Laughs)

(Whines)

Look, this is Amalia, my wife.

It`s your fault if she`s paralyzed.

And this is your son`s murderer.

What`s your name? Where`s your ID document?

The driving licence. Look, Amalia. Do you think it`s faulse?

A person like you...

What are these...?

Where did you get them?

You took it in the bank, didn`t you? That`s it, Amalia,

he killed our son because of these!

Coward! This, and this, take it back, it`s yours.

They disgust me.

(Whines)

Here! Drink!

Amalia, I leave you alone for one moment.

I`m going outside, to buy milk and something to eat for you.

Don`t worry, no danger. I`ll be back soon.

(Cries)

(Pantings)

(Efforts)

(Cries)

It`s me, Amalia.

I was fast, wasn`t I?

I brought you some cookies...

Why?

Amalia?

Damn, he`s dead.

(Cries)

Dear Vivaldi, since you are retiring,

our office will lose one of its main pillars.

The old guard is leaving and who knows what will be of us.

Your colleagues and I were thinking of...

materialize our feelings,

with this small double dated medal:

1945, date of your incoming inside the ministry,

1977, date of your leaving,

so that you might enjoy your well deserved retirement.

(Shouts of joy)

Thanks, thanks.

Thanks my dear colleagues, it is very kind of you but...

that was too much disturb. That`s a beautiful token. Thanks.

Silence!

We obtained to anticipate up to six months.

80% of settlement included, and full pension.

- Good for you! - Your jail time is over.

- You`ll go on like a pope... - With a free salary!

May I sometimes come and see you, if it`s not much disturb?

Just to stay together once again.

Whenever you feel, Giovanni. We all love you, here.

True to the saying: Love the ones who love you, either if it`s a dog!

Words of wisdom.

And now it`s time for the speech.

Speech! Speech! Speech!

Since we, from the retirement office

start working in the ministry,

we take care of many people,

that reach the retirement age; and we maybe forget that,

someday, we will retire too.

Still... that day shall come.

And it does come so unexpectedly, like a blow on your head.

- Bravo. Bravo. - You did say a big truth.

Bravo, bravo, Vivaldi and congratulations.

So many friends we lose... so manysteps we descend.

So much fellowship is between us.

After so many years, maybe we realize that we love each other.

(Alarm clock)

Ama', just think... how stupid I am!

I set the alarm clock, I forgot I am retired.

Do you know what I`ve dreamt tonight?

I dreamt I was ... to the park.

You know... the park near our apartment,

where there`s the cannon and the grave for the memorial day '15- '18.

Just think, Amalia,

the children were playing and I was sitting on a bench.

Nice! A retired man!

Just like that, enjoying the sun,

such a burning sun, I thought I had a fever...

Ama'...

Amalia!

Damn...

No, Ama'. No!

My god... Amalia,

Amalia!

Help!

Mrs Margherita, my wife is dead!

She`s dead, she`s... She`s dead, Mrs Margherita.

Human people are so small. They eat, sleep, drink,

mate, shit and and then ...they pass away.

Only the ones who, like us, are forced to listen everyday,

into the secret confessional, the stories of humanity,

of its dirtiness and nastiness,

only those ones can express their opinion about the human beings,

the uselessness of earthly matters,

of the States, the kingdoms... and the hidden family life.

If I should give an overall personal judgement,

proclaim a verdict,

I would make an appeal to the Flood,

and I would peacefully proclaim

an irrevocable verdict, of universal death.

But only our Lord, can take such decisions.

And the family and friends who still live,

can just pray and invoke the mercy of the highest Judge!

(Children buzz)

- It`s going to rain! - Yes, thanks.

- Excuse me. - What the hell, are you blind?

- I was opening the door. - Fuck off!

You fuck off!

You should thank God for being old and stupid.

Look at him!

(disturbing music)