Original subtitles

There he is ! For the Lord! We have to go get it!

We take it! We get it!

row! row! row! Straight ! Hurry!

go straight ! We take it! We take it! We get it!

Beware it comes out of the water! Sir, we have to take him by boat!

Nice Shot ! Well done, Toni! Have you seen? He got one as big as a house!

- Hey, hey, move from the front! - For1a! For1a lkn you too!

- What are you doing? - Come here!

Help me.

Don Vito ! Are you happy? We got me another one.

And they are two!

We also caught this octopus! sissy!

(VERSE OF DISGUST) He's your friend!

Give it to your brother, you wretch! Sooner or later I'll show you!

My brother is 'male'! Let's kiss Ie hands, Don Vito. Let's celebrate tonight!

He jokes too much with me! He still doesn't know me!

(laughing) They know you, they know you, leave it alone.

(in Sicilian) They take it always for the ass.

On the other hand, he doesn't mind. Don't tan! Come on, let's go.

Antonio, do you like 'purpi'?

- I only like females. - You are right. Oh you know...

Don Vito, so I don't see anything.

You don't have to see anything, only the sea.

And then, there's the radar, right? Why did we buy it?

Please, think of fresh water, that it's over. Wait wait.

- (Man) Don Vito, my respects. - I salute you.

Don't forget, make yourself beautiful, vaporous. You must be beautiful.

- Good morning. - (Vito) Good morning. - Good morning.

I salute you, Calo. Cover yourself, cover yourself, because the sun burns you.

- 'Who has bread and who has no teeth.' - Don Vito has teeth.

- Don Vito. - Where did he catch it? - He worked in the Mila11o factory.

Quite a leap from secretary to mistress.

Cettina, cover yourself. The sun hits the delicate parts.

- 'Mi'', Don Ciccio... Don't look. - Who is ? - Do not look.

I was amazed... All this private space...

- Which is ? Jinx ? - Worse, he's sick.

- Is it contagious ? - Who knows ? He's sick in the head.

He also put the case on his horns, in case they get spoiled.

Cettina, cover yourself, you may get sunstroke.

It's always sunny in August.

(INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE)

Hi Dad.

Robert! My son !

I did not recognize you ! How did you dress ?

You pictured me in a bowler hat and striped calloni?

Here we are still provincial. When do you cut your hair?

- And when do you make it grow? - This is a sign of virility.

- Oh, wait... - Who is ? - This is Ted.

Enchanted. Nice to meet you.

- Dad... - His dad, yes. - Pat. - Ah, pleasure.

(in English) Hello.

- What he said ? - He greeted you.

Let's give him a ride to the beach, they camp there.

No, they come to our house, they are your friends!

- No, you know, they are here today, tomorrow I'm gone... - As you wish.

Listen, 'picciottiddu', bring this suitcase, please.

- Dad, she's a girl... - A ragaua... that? - Yes.

(laughing) So you do it with two females...

Dad, Ted is a boy and Patè a ragaua.

- No... - Yes. - Of course this London...

All right, you bring it.

Of course it's impressive, who distinguishes it?

(Vito) You have to be careful in our country, this guy.

(Vito) Here... goodbye.

- (Vito) 'Bye-bye'. - 'Bye', dad. - (Vito) Congratulations.

(in English) Gralie of the passage.

- (Vito) Goodbye. - Go, dad.

- 'Bye', Bob. - (Vito) 'À bientòt.'

(in English) Well, here we are.

- Is 'father' 'Bob' in England? - No, 'Bob' means 'Roberto'.

- I like. From now on I call you Bob. - It's shorter.

(Vito) Have you seen your mother?

Yes, I stopped a little in Rome to say goodbye.

How are you ? Is fine ? What does he do, does he remarry?

No, I think marriage enough with you.

- He says you are a bullshit. - Ah...

- It is not so? - If she says so... This is the advantage of divorce.

All beautiful, happy, happy, free... You and I are free.

With the advantage that today I'm remarrying, tomorrow she gets married again.

Mom doesn't think about it.

Instead he should think about it. I wouldn't object, anti.

Do you remember Don Ciccio? Cuckold he was and cuckold he remained.

If he had another mentality, it would be different now.

He could divorce, you could remarry...

It could have other horns, but nothing. What do they say in England?

- About Don Ciccio? - No, about the divorce. If there is a referendum, how do you vote?

- For the divorce. - What a lovely son!

- Who are they? - Ah, Don Bartolo. - Don Vito ! - Lawyer !

- I'm the lawyer and the pharmacist. - Now I remember.

I have a surprise for you. Get ready, because it's just a big surprise.

- I expect everything from you. - You will see that this time you don't expect it.

- Don Vito ! - Don Vito !

(together) Don Vito! Don Vito!

What's up? Go, go... Hi... The new general...

- Do not look, there is Don Ciccio cuckold. - Why?

Do not look ! Take the baggage, you! Let's go home!

- Are we still at these things? - Better not look, you never know.

(Vito) Here it is. It's not the surprise the most beautiful in the world ?

Robert! Robertuuo!

- Bob for friends ! - It's not a dog! But how did you dress?

Wake up, Enlightened... Come on, a little fantasy.

You wanted to see him in striped trousers, bowler hat and umbrella?

Roberto, this is Cettina. Cettina, this is Roberto.

So, don't you tell him anything?

Come on, give him a kiss. You too, forla.

- I'm not telling you to call her 'mum mum ?

We are married. You know, I didn't have the courage to tell you.

Then I said to myself: 'Roberto will understand and forgive me'.

- (Vito) Cettina, won't you tell him anything? - Welcome back, Robert.

- Thank you. - (Vito) Cettina, her name is Cettina. - Gralie, Cettina.

Don't stand like this, like two cods! Come on, give yourself a kiss.

How beautiful you are, Roberto!

You left when you were a child, you come back as a man!

Exaggerated, has been missing from home for three years.

You are fine too. Always the same, time never passes for you.

Instead, with God's help, we grow old, my son. Only I understand it.

Instead of chatting, walk him along in his room, giving himself a rinse.

- Come come. - In the meantime, I'll prepare you something to drink. - Thank you.

Hurry, we'll eat soon.

Maybe I'll stay president, but you manage everything.

At least let me catch my breath.

You're right, you haven't even arrived and I'm already telling you about business.

We have time. At the moment, we have to celebrate your return.

Then, with Cettina's permission, we have to go to the club.

I want all my friends to see you, as you are, in English.

- Illuminated ! Illuminated ! She's deaf. - I feel it, I feel it. - The champagne.

Here it is, the French gauze.

- Illuminated, the sec... - 'Imagine me.'

- What did you understand ? The bucket! He sits down at the table. - Ah, the bucket.

'Sorry.'

- The glasses, come on! - You take a glass too, Illuminata.

Hurray! Finally !

- Let's drink to Roberto's return! - On Roberto's return!

Thank you. Congratulations.

- You two. - Thank you. - Thank you.

- And you don't make a toast? - Long live the newly weds.

- Maybe, but it seems to me ga11osa. - It's menopause.

- So, Cettina, we're leaving. - Where ?

- At the club, don't you remember? Friends are waiting for us. - Oh, yeah.

- HI. - HI.

Do you know why Illuminata does this? Not it went down to her that I remarried.

- Go figure. - It will be heard Authorized, she has been with us for 30 years.

- In my opinion, she was hoping to marry you. - You laugh, but it may be true.

The important thing for me is that you liked Cettina.

- Sure, dad. - Everything else doesn't count, my son.

'Liverpool, Cambridge, Eton, Love'...

At Slllllki it was too! How far has he come!

And to think that he didn't walk away from me not even to go pee.

- Will they be late? - Well. Of course it is a reunion with all friends.

Now that this foreign air has taken on, all the girls in the country will want it.

It could also be that the females from here they don't like them anymore.

They will like... If he took his father's VÌIÌO...

- Enlightened, don't talk like that about master. - As you wish, 'picciridda'.

And don't call me 'picciridda'. You know that Don Vito doesn't want to.

Yes sir, not like here...

With all due respect to those present, we are stuck in the stone age.

Not everyone can be modern like you, dear Vito.

And not all of us can have your exuberant.

- Look who's talking... - Exactly, your... masculinity.

- Uesuberanla and masculinity they have nothing to do with it. - As ?

Mine is a hereditary phenomenon which is handed down from father to son.

- (Man) Come on... - (Vito) I'm talking of the exuberance of the spirit!

- What's he doing? - Talk about inheritance. - Then we wait.

It is the counterpoison of hypocrisy, taboos, prejudices...

... of ours retrograde mentality.

But with all your exuberance of spirit, don't you fear getting drunk?

Moss! I reiterate that just in case by Roberto, 'The dress makes the monk'.

- Don't do it!-Do it! - It does not do it ! - He does, you cretin! It does!

Because Roberto's dress in this case represents a statement...

- Of war. - Freedom, fool!

And also of sexual freedom, you who...

Sorry, Vito, not to give right to one or the other...

...but he stands by it of freedom is all here...

...everyone can think as they wish.

Yes, but he has to think with his brain...

...not with instinct, synonymous with animality, not of civilization and progress.

- (Man) But go, Don Vito... - Now I'll show you.

Robert, come here...

...you tell these troglodytes how do you live in london, england.

Well, there's cinema, television, the football... the club...

- Huh? - (together) 'U circle' !

And English women the will!

- Do you want to get Italian? - An Italian?

- The pharmacist challenged you. - Oh, billiards...

It can be welcomed to this son of Bione? Don Vito!

- (Vito) I salute you, son of a bitch. - Uh, no, huh?

- Where is the pharmacist? I'm ready. - For me we can begin.

(THE PHARMACIST LAUGHS) What is there to laugh about ?

- Do you think you'll win? - Come on, I'll score. - All right.

So, Roberto, I wanted to tell you...

- In London this sexual freedom does it really exist? - In what sense ?

- 'In what sense'! - But how, 'In what sense'?

It is true that there the females attack men, if they know they are Italian?

- Help yourself. - They never attacked me.

What are you doing? You want to give lemonade to Robert? Do you have diarrhea?

Other than lemonade! Whiskey is needed! 'On the rocks', I told you !

- Things? A disc? - It needs ice inside.

And speak Sicilian! 'Cu ice' !

- (together) So, Roberto, Ie females in London... - Oh, 'picciotti'!

- Still not sleeping? - I do not sleep.

Do you want to wait for them? Yes... those will make the dawn.

Heh, the guys... 'Fun outside and house parties.'

- What are you saying, Illuminata? - Cettina, do you want some advice?

In his place, I would go to sleep beautiful peaceful like every night.

Yes, yes, now I lie down.

- Go to sleep too. - Yes, yes.

If you need anything, call me, okay? Good night.

Good night.

18 to 24 for the pharmacist! The drinks go to Don Vito!

- This is ass. - Say rather that you don't know how to lose, Don Vito.

- Thank God I'm out of focus. - The pharmacist knows how to play!

- Dad... - You don't know how to score.

I go out with friends, then I go home.

Be careful, when you enter, because The more it bites. He doesn't know you yet.

Don't worry. Good night.

- Do you think I suck at billiards? - Come and drink there.

- When you want, a lion I can give it to you as well. - Come.

- Don Vito, the jacket... - The jacket, the jacket!

He got pissed off.

- I don't know if you agree... - Yes, yes, but I have to talk to Roberto about it.

I don't know if I did right or wrong, but I got him used to always thinking for himself.

Right, right, but that doesn't mean that must be Robert...

...to choose the ragaua whom he is to marry.

- But being... - Think, Our families finally united.

Our two only children have been related since indissoluble bond of marriage.

Indissoluble... Now there is divorce.

Yes, of course, now there is divorce. I too am for divorce.

But not for my daughter, Don Vito.

If Lucia gets married, must be forever.

Sure... No, I mean...

We have so much here the eyewitness...

- Oh, the lawyer... - He's been here all along.

So... that doesn't pay, this pays...

I say you should a nice trip to London.

Not that we all have money.

- Uh, there's our reverend! - He's waiting for us at the gate!

Peace and good to all. Come, come.

I don't go up in that place of temptation.

- I kiss the hands. - 'Go back, Satan.'

- I kiss this other one. - Don't kiss! As you can see, I wasted no time.

Unfortunately, even the processions are affected of the increase in the cost of living.

As a good Christian I wonder if it is worth the worth doing these pagan rites again.

Right. If you still do, it's worth it.

No more pagan to have wife and friend, wife and friend!

It's not that there is someone who refuses to pay the expenses of procession ?

I certainly do not refuse, even if, by employer law...

... I have to carry the statue of San Gideon.

This right this time you can forget about it.

Why? Pass me the pen.

Because St. Gideon and the honorable Burbaua will never allow it.

Atheist! Excommunicated! Concubine!

It means that in San Gedeone e say nothing to Mr Burbaua.

And then I'm a good family man, a good husband and a good ex-husband.

For me you are a concubine and that's it!

Out of the money! 50, 50, 50, 50 and 50!

- I 200. - Never ! - Get them!

Do you know what Vespasian said? 'Pecunia non olet', does not pu11a.

In short, you give them to me these 50,000 lire?

- As you want. - Here are mine. - I'll check tomorrow. - You always rehearse.

- Agree. Good night to all. - HI. - Good night.

- We will see each other. - HI.

Have you heard ? In London the females if they make it with the other females.

Just as you find the 'masculi' that are done with other 'masculi'.

It's the phenomenon of the maturation of progress.

This is the phenomenon of ass maturation!

And then, until proven otherwise, the females who have sex with other females...

...they're always called 'females'.

While the males who go with the males in my country they are called 'purpi'.

With the difference that, if it happens a female, always stays under you.

- Instead, if a 'purpo' happens... - Maybe it stays on top of you.

Don't laugh, you, you are small. Go home, come on.

Come on, let's see if we can find some whore.

But look at you, these idiots...

Robert? Robert, listen...

So how was it tonight? You've seen all your friends again, haven't you?

You will be very happy. (NOD OF ASSENT)

Look... what's wrong with you?

Are you mad at me ? For your mom?

No, no, what a mother!

- What's up with you then? - But fuck you.

(in English) - Bob, finally ! - Why ?

(in English) - You are in Italy and forget about punctuality. - Excuse me.

(in English) - Were you busy? - More or less. - OK no problem.

(in English) - Do you want to get off? - OK let's go.

(in English) It's an ideal night for a swim.

- Robert! - HI. - Where are you going? - Let's go to the beach.

- Oh, go... - 'Bye-bye.' - HI.

That looks like a boy to me. hmm...

(VITO HUMANS)

# Life is always good with the La Casella oven. #

- He's all his father's son! - What do you say ?

All his father's son!

I say that Roberto also tonight he won't sleep in his bed.

The English girl has come to get him.

I understood it right away that there was something tender between them.

What can you do ? All his father's son.

Maybe he too can't sleep if before... my love...

- No, no... - What is it? - I do not feel well.

- And what are you feeling? - What do I know? One thing here...

- Where ? - Like nausea.

Nausea ? My love, then you're mom and I'm dad!

- Let's see, let me hear... - No, what did you understand?

I will have eaten something that hurt me.

You want me to take you some baking soda?

No, I just want to rest, I am tired.

And it goes well... Just one night of abstinence it's not like it can hurt me.

Then just one of the family is enough... Give me a kiss.

- Good night. - Good night.

(LAUGH)

- Good night. - Good night.

Ah, Cettina... You know, they make me bring, the statue of St. Gideon.

(TED PLAYS THE FLUTE)

(TED PLAYS THE FLUTE)

(Roberto, in English) What are you doing here?

(Ted, in English) Yesterday you had fun, now take me for a ride.

(in English) - (Roberto) I can't. - Why ?

(in English) I have to go to the company of my father. I don't like it, but I have to go.

(in English) - We can't do it to come back in time? - I do not believe.

(in English) - (Roberto) Tonight I'm coming to the beach, okay? - Okay. HI.

Robert! My son, what are you doing? Did you start cooking?

Why? What's weird?

Are you scared? These are women's things!

You think about the coffee, that's that I never learned how to do it right.

- Do men cook in England? - Women too. Cook those who are hungry.

Here with us, thank God, men don't they don't even know how to make soft-boiled eggs.

- Because we vilify men too much. Good morning, Robert. - Good morning.

- It affects me, what can I do about it? - The smell is good though.

- Do you want some? - No, thank you. In the morning I only have coffee.

- Where have you been ? - To take a bath. I like to bathe at night.

Good boy ! It's nice to eat early in the morning, huh?

Roberto, will you come to the factory with me?

- Yes, I'll finish and come. Wait for me. do you want me? - I don't need to.

I don't need super power, I don't go at night with girls...

'Gnacchete'! I saw you, you know? I saw you!

Moonlight bath, right?

Maybe naked, and then, down in the sand with the English girl!

- Romantic, the 'little boy'! - He can do it, he doesn't suffer from arthritis.

Oh yes? Not even you, what do you put on in the bath dressed.

You are truly there bathe all naked?

What's weird? No one sees you at night.

You've heard what it's become this son of mine in England ?

I feel it, I feel it... I feel it too that you are two dirty guys.

- He does this because he's ashamed. - But he no...

- Are you ashamed ? - Don't answer him. - Talk loud. Why do you always mumble?

We can no longer talk in this house!

Leave it alone, the milk. Bring a glass of wine, which puts blood !

- But what if he wants milk? - Wine, a glass of wine!

- He gives him wine in the morning! - He doesn't want milk! Wine, wine!

Good morning.

- I kiss your hands, Don Vito. - HI.

Now here we have to zoom everything, so we give more vent to the factory.

- HI. - Health to you.

- What's all that white on your head? - A little snow from Etna.

Next... 'With the La Casella oven life is always beautiful.'

- Good morning. - I salute you. We have to present the load, let's hurry.

- Where is the administrator ? - He's coming right away. - I salute you.

- This is the new department, see? - And what is that?

That... You have eyes to watch, huh?

That is the most beautiful female there is here. Too bad she wants to be a model.

- No, I was talking about the car. - Ah, the new one. - Who, Rosalia?

Come, I'll show you how it works.

- Good morning, Commander. - Rosalie, come here.

- Master Roberto. - Yes.

For your aspirations, it's ideal. He comes from London, the city of models.

I learned things...

- Later, later. Why don't you see the net ? - But... I...

- Which network? - The network with which very special fish are caught.

- What ? - Come on, show him. - (Man) Don Vito, whenever you want.

- I'm coming, I'm coming. Come on, go ahead. - But, dad... - Go!

Come in.

You have to be careful, because with this VAT cauo...

- Dad ! - Yes, I come. You can also put these in the box. - Yes.

- Yes ? - Dad ! But you really stayed in kindergarten!

How, in kindergarten?

- So ? - He didn't like them.

- Did you show them to him? - Yes !

It's curious... It seems to me that...

(PHONE TRILLS)

Ready ? As ? Yes. No, Bob isn't here.

(Cettina) Pat and Ted? All right.

- But here, you are! - No, I'm there.

Your English friends called. I said you weren't home.

- And dad? - He stayed at the factory.

Ah... What are you drinking? whiskey ? At this time ? Start early!

Do your own thing, please.

Why do you treat me so ? What have I done to you ?

Nothing. There really is a need what are we talking about?

I'd rather yes. Let's talk about.

- Robert! - And cover yourself...

- (softly) Blonde and with a nice ass. - Shut up a female passes by.

- Hey ! - HI. - Greetings, Robert!

Who is ? Brigitte Bardot?

(Bartolo) Lucia, in addition to the Eros cinema...

'will bring the feud of Fontanarossa as a dowry and the house in Corso Garibaldi.

- (Bartolo) Don Vito. - I already talked to me to Roberto, but he just got back...

We can make Miss Lucia...

What it has to do my daughter I know.

- I'm perfectly agree. - Let's do this, then.

So, if you agree, don't…

- My wife ! Punctual. - Signora Cettina is here!

And what did I say?

Careful !

Why does he run? Where you go ?

- What a scare, my lawyer! - Thank you...

- My love, bye. - Oh, there's Pilù!

- What is he doing ? - Why, does it bite? - Do you want to die? Of course it bites.

When I'm not there, please don't touch the dog.

- Since she's here... - Hi, Cettina.

- Tell Roberto that I'm waiting for him at the factory. All right ? - Yes.

- Until we meet again. Bye my love. - HI.

- Ma'am, see you Thursday then. - Oh yes.

(LUCIA LAUGHS)

Robert, enough!

(LUCY LAUGHS)

(Lucia) Robert! Robert, enough!

(LUCY LAUGHS)

(Lucia) Ah, Roberto, enough!

(LUCY LAUGHS)

(LUCIA SCREAMS)

The call of the female for the male.

Counsel, your sister will be female.

(LUCY LAUGHS)

- Nunliatina, serve the lawyer. - Yes Madam.

(Lucia) Roberto, slowly!

- You scared me, Bob. - Oh yes? I thought you liked it.

Yes, I liked it, yes... I liked it.

I'm not saying this to boast about my daughter, but this liqueur was made by her.

- Did she do it? - With his hands! And also the tamarind syrup.

- tomato syrup not have you ever tasted it? - No. - Exquisite!

The honorable Burbaua, godfather of Lucia, he always comes to the feast of San Gedeone...

...and takes it away a full bottle full!

- Of tomato syrup? - No, tamarind.

Ah, tamarind. Eh, yes, because Mr he is an amazing taster.

Don Vito, please! Mrs. Cettina, hear compliments!

- Come on, Nunliatina, serve. - No, thank you. Then my head spins.

- What can a single drop do for us? - Don't insist, lawyer, you're a teetotaler.

If they don't mind, I would like to take a walk.

- I'll take you! - Don't bother, thank you. - Go, dear.

This is my love! Look how beautiful. It's soft, touch it.

- Nice hair... - Touch it!

- Ilon you will take me for that english lady ? - Which English lady?

- The one who fell in love with the campiere. - Lady Chatterley? - Yes!

- Yes, beautiful! Let's make a toast! - (Don Vito) Another?

- Don Vito, please, the glass. - I still have some. - Please.

I would not like that then to the honorable Burbaua doesn't even have a drop left.

- There is, there is! More than 20 bottles. - (Wife) Mix me.

- Dear Don Vito, let me ask you. This is a medicine. - It feels.

The toast !

- To our children! - Best wishes and sons!

One is enough to continue the lineage.

Becoming a grandmother... makes me feel old.

- I have to go tomorrow to my country house. - Oh yes?

If you come, I'll show you how beautiful it is the countryside there.

- We can be alone. - Make yourself beautiful then let's see what can be done.

Do not make fun of me! And don't get certain ideas.

- I disturb ? - No, I showed him the bunnies.

Ah, the bunnies, how interesting...

- Did you look for me ? - No, I took some air. Nice here. Do you like it ?

- (Lucia) Bob, Cettina, come to take a syrup. - Let's go come on.

- Don Vito, mother... - Miss ! - HI.

- The syrup. - Nope, mom. - You take. - You know I don't like it.

But it's a 'Iavandino'!

(Don Vito) Ah, here they are. Robert!

Mr. Bartolo, ma'am...

Tomorrow I would like to take a trip to the countryside with your daughter, if you don't mind.

- All right. - Please. To you, ma'am. To you, beautiful.

Many graces.

Have you heard ? He takes her on a trip. He jumped like a flying fish.

I knew it... It's the limit, the disgrace of us Sicilians.

Let's travel the world, let's go here, let's go over there, let's be funny...

(laughing) But as soon as we hear the smell of home bread...

You think Lucia is the ragaua suitable for Robert?

- If it is destined, it means which is suitable. - Forget fate.

After traveling the world you think it can settle for a village girl?

For how he behaved, I think so.

And then, you saw how did he make her scream?

- Come, I'll make you scream too. - No, not tonight.

- How, not tonight? - Please, my head hurts.

But anyway, one evening your head hurts, one night your teeth, another you're nauseous.

You know what begins to hurt me!

- Vito... - Yes... - I'm sorry too.

Good night, go.

Good night.

- (Vito) Do you think it can resist? My love ! - (Cettina) What are you doing?

- (Vito) I'll tear everything from you! - (Cettina) Are you frightened?

- Maybe this will make your headache go away. - llon want... - Try to collaborate...

- And where? - Ouch...

- What did you do to yourself? - Nothing, just the foot. Ouch... slowly...

- What do I do with you now? - I know what you do to me.

- Can I make you a cold compress? - No, make me a Vegetalulumina.

- Yes. Wait a minute. - Inside the small wardrobe!

- (Cettina) Do you want to stay in this one position ? - (Vito) Yes, it's better.

- (Cettina) So do you like it? - (Vito) Yes. Squeeze more. More down.

- Gently... - I hurt you ? - Yes a bit'.

- (Vito) Up... Down, now down. - (Cettina) Like this? - (Vito) Down and up.

Illuminated ! The coffee !

Yes, it's ready. # Young, young... #

- What time is it ? - Una e mena. - Where is Robert? - In the living room.

- Don Serino is downstairs. - Tell him to wait.

Don't enter the courtyard, the dog is there loose. He's capable of eating him alive.

Robert? Robert? But where?

- Are you doing gymnastics? - (Robert) Yes.

Good, so you strengthen yourself. Are you coming to the factory with me?

- No, not today. - All right.

I'm glad yesterday you got on well with Lucia.

It looks like you liked it how you made her scream.

I only came yesterday to please you...

...but I want it to be clear to me Lucia doesn't give a damn.

That's right, you're right. Perhaps there is a misunderstanding.

They do, they do... but you have to decide.

- But you, dad? - I am I agree with you Robert.

You must have air, spalio, freedom.

Leave, my son, do whatever you want.

Don't you want to stay in the country? Go ahead, I'll take care of your factory.

Yes, but to those you tell him?

Don't worry, I'll take care of Don Bartolo and to that lawyer matchmaker.

I tell him to go take it in the ass. (HORNS)

I come, I come! 'Camurria' lVengol

Well, I'm going. And remember that, you are the only master of my house. Understood ?

(CE1TINA LAUGHS)

(CE1TINA LAUGHS)

Why don't you make me laugh too?

Have you travelled, been to England, and then you marry Lucia?

(CE1TINA LAUGHS)

- If I marry her. - Do you know how it will end?

I advise you to be careful. That he makes you go there and then gets seduced.

Once you get her pregnant, I want to see how you pull back.

(in Sicilian) Ah, yes? Then I put it behind him.

Thats enough ! You can't talk to me like that! You don't have to afford it!

How touchy are you...

I had been waiting a long time to set you up, Bobo.

I understood from the first moment that I have you since you were the right chicken for me.

This waiting destroys me!

(CAR APPROACHING)

And here g

(TED PLAYS THE FLUTE)

(in English) Vedo se la ragaua wants to come with us.

(TED PLAYS THE FLUTE)

(in English) Do you have a cigarette?

Lucy? Lucy...

- (Roberto) Are you feeling bad? - Oh, Roberto, it's you...

I fell asleep waiting for you.

- You look good. - Well, yes.

- But how did you get along? - I didn't want to appear too Sicilian to you.

What are you saying... You know that you are you really crazy?

Lucia, I had made a promise, but maybe it's better that he doesn't keep it.

- It's better for you, you know? - Robert...

- Today is a beautiful day, let's go to the beach... - Roberto!

Check yourself, Lucy, look I can hurt you.

I know how a woman should be... I've been to Rome, I!

I want to be a girl for you, a wife, a mistress, a bitch!

I cannot ! I can't marry you.

- And why ? - I can't marry you.

- Are you already married? - No, no, no.

- So you don't like me? - No, Lucia, not even that.

It's just that I don't want to get married with no woman.

And what do you want to marry? 'A male' ?

Forget it. There are friends downstairs.

We all go to the sea, let's do a bath and we have fun like paui.

(Crying) No, I'm not coming!

Lucia, come on, don't do that. Honey, don't be a bitch.

Go away ! Do not touch me !

All right, if you don't want to come... You are free, do as you please.

But, sorry, I'm sorry, why hello.

(LUCIA SCREAMS)

(TED PLAYS THE FLUTE)

(in English) - (Pat) Hey, Bob! - (Roberto) Let's go.

(Pat, in English) I chopped wood for one hour. Who do I send the bill to?

(in English) Where is the ragaua? What happened ? I do not understand.

(Roberto, in English) I'll explain it to you later. Now let's go.

(TED PLAYS THE FLUTE)

That's why he doesn't like me!

He likes 'masculi'!

E. 'Purlio' ! You fagot!

(LUCIA SCREAMS)

- Think about it. - One bit her tarantula ? - The daughter is not well.

(LUCIA SCREAMS)

What are you screaming, shameless! You should have shouted first!

It's not like you think.

I'll make her do the gynecological exam! Scoundrel!

I have witnesses! 'Mr Bartolo, can I take your daughter to the countryside?'

He calls it 'countryside'! But here whoever breaks pays!

- Roberto didn't break anything! - Oh yes?!

- It can't break, Roberto! - What are you talking about ?

It's not 'masculine'! It's a girl!

- Robert? Son by Don Vito La Casella ? - Yes, yes!

- But then it's 'purpo'? - Shut up, don't let yourself be heard.

Everyone must know! Son by Don Vito La Casella is 'purpo'!

Don Vito's son is 'purpo'! Tell everyone in the country!

Mamma mia, rumors spread!

- Excuse me, what does 'purpo' mean? - It means 'rich'. - Ah...

(INDISTINCT BUZZ)

- (Man) Good morning, Don Vito. - HI.

You know what he said today Don Vito to the workers?

'Tomorrow, at the procession, do nothing but before the feast, all daughters of Mary...'

'..and after the party motherfuckers'.

If they're daughters of bitches, only whores can be.

- It's inheritance. - Why her, Don Vito, you believe in inheritance, don't you?

- Certain. Why? - Otherwise now the pharmacist would be here with us, right?

Exactly, why isn't he here with us?

- So what do we do ? - Why it's not here... Yes, we're coming, we're coming.

- Because he is afraid of inheritance. - You play with me and you with them.

(LAUGHS) Let's go.

This speech it didn't make me laugh much.

In fact there is little to laugh about, Don Vito.

Life is what it is. There is no laughing matter.

Since there is inheritance...

(gasp of fright)

- Were you afraid ? -Vito...

Don't you know that today is the procession? I'm prepared, right?

Yes, I know, but you made me scare. Excuse me, huh?

Sorry, I didn't do it on purpose.

- What are you doing? Don't you get dressed? Won't you come with me? - No.

- Of course ? - I'll wait for you at the church. I don't like all that confusion.

All right, see you at church.

But watch that after the procession we must sanctify the patron saint.

- Now you do look like it a young man. - Crack !

What is it, Illuminata?

(BAND SOUND AND EXPLOSION OF BARRELS)

(Man) We are proud and honored.

Mrs Burbaua, I want to thank you in my name and that of this city...

'for his participation in the party of our patron saint, St. Gideon.

(BAND SOUND)

- Reverend. - On with the procession.

On with the procession!

- And the firecrackers? - Come on, let's go! The firecrackers are already finished!

All right, let's proceed.

(BAND SOUND)

Long live San Gideon.

(BAND SOUND)

(in English, laughing) Incredible!

(BAND SOUND)

I told you that when I showed him the thighs in the factory ran away.

- So that's true ? - What is 'purpo'? Of course!

And to think that with his father I have to always walk attached to the walls.

(quietly) The son of Don Vito is 'purpo'.

- Don Vito's son is 'purpo'. - Don Vito's son is 'purpo'.

(in English) - Thank you, that was a lot Interesting. - Please. HI.

Don Vito's son is 'purpo'.

Don Vito's son is 'purpo'.

Don Vito's son is 'purpo'.

Don Vito's son is 'purpo'.

Cettina...

Cettina, what's wrong?

- You know what it says about you the people in the country? - I imagine it.

- And you ? - I ? Nothing.

- But you have to explain, you need to clarify! - Why?

You don't care about people but if your father finds out...

Vito loves you! And for one thing that isn't even true.

Eh, no, here you are wrong. It's true.

Don't make that face, please...

Of course here, where they are made processions again...

'Some things you can't understand.

But dad did not send me in England...

'so that I had a modern education, why did you become different?

Well, I'm different now.

Do you know that in London there are men who do they marry other men in church?

And nobody cares. What do we call them here instead?

'Pederasti', 'fennel', 'fags', 'rich', 'purpi'...

- I'm 'purpo'. - It is not true.

I know why you talk to me like that. I understood it right away.

- But what ? - You're not modern... You are a coward!

- No, Cettina... - Yes, you're a coward, because you are afraid of what you hear!

And I understand you.

I'm scared too, because I love you.

It won't be nice, it won't be right, but it's true, it happened!

Those are things that happen.

You love me too, I know from how you talk to me.

All those swear words, those insults...

You said it to defend yourself, you said it to hide.

- It's not true... we can't... - We can not do anything with it.

(BAND SOUND)

- Did you see him at the counter? - It's outrageous.

The father of a 'purpo' bring the statue of St. Gideon!

- They say that the son of Don Vito is 'purpo'. - And what's wrong with that?

- What does 'purpo' mean? - Stay tuned!

(Vito) What do they have to murmur?

- Look, what are they saying? - That the son of Don Vito La Casella is 'purpo'.

- Shit, Don Vito! - Wretch! Son of a bitch ! My son 'purpo'!

- What's wrong with him? - He's acting up like a furious pauo!

Be careful ! St. Gideon Falls!

- (Vito) Take this thing off me! - It's ruining my procession!

(BLURRY DIALOGUES)

(Vito) Curse! It's getting tighter and tighter!

put on the hood, Who sees you all over the country!

It's our fault if your child is 'purpo' ?

And let it be propylium even the sea to your children.

- Children must be respected! - What a shame, what a shame!

And may it be fruitful and friend.

- Friend is the enemy. - How disgusting ! - What a shame!

Sorry, sir. Permission, sorry.

- Saint Gideon, revered protector of our country... - I'm leaving!

(SHOUTS OF APPRECIATION) (Priest) St. Gideon...

You have to think about it! (SHOUTS INDISTINCT)

(Priest) Back home! Backwards!

(BAND SOUND)

I'll show you if my son is 'purpo' !

(BAND SOUND)

(Vito) Criminals! Dishonest country!

'Miss' ? 'Miss' ?

(Pat, in English) Hello, dad!

(in English) Hello, dad! How is it going ?

Look... I have to tell you... 'Please', one word.

But look what a female peuo.

(in English) What's going on? Is the procession over?

I did not understand anything. Look, this is about it here.

You have to give me... You... This is a tragedy.

(in English) I don't understand. You speak slowly.

No, I mean... Robert...

- Oh, Bob. - Mother, it's 'purpo'...

(in English) Don't worry, we are just friends, we don't intend to get married.

Wait, slowly...

(in English) Refers to Bob and me at the beach, the other night...

- No one can explain to me what he says this disgrace ? - Bob... 'I mean'...

Wait, my son he has no 'minne', my son...

- 'Roberto is cool.' - Shut up! Do you want to stay quiet?!

(in English) Is he crazy?

I'm not crazy. You come with me now.

(in English) Leave it alone my clothes !

- You are 'too strong'. - Bullshit it will be you ! Wretched! And fuck you!

- Fuck you! -

(NOT AUDIBLE DIALOGUE)

(NOISE OF THE FLUSH TOILET)

Good morning Don Vito!

(PILU BARKS)

(SHOUTS OF PAIN)

Leave me ! (PILU BARKS)

It's me ! The Vito Box! The father of the 'purpo'... Disgraliated.

But then it's not 'purpo'.

woe to you...

disgusting...

Gross.

To me... in my bed...

disgusting... But why?

Why?

- Come on, shoot! - The death del 'purpo' is with onion!

(LAUGHS) Wretched... Sons of bitches!

My son is not 'purpo'.

Yes, but I have to kill it, though.

Honour killing, e]: .7 But don't make us laugh!

He killed his daughter 'purpa ”! It's a crime for abject reasons!

We have to camlan her to the maximum penalty!

No ! Leave this rifle alone! What do you want to do ?!

Don't shout, you moron. What am I doing ? Nothing ! I went hunting!

- About what ?! Oh! ' Say 'purpi'!

- With the rifle? - With the rifle! llon am I master ? With the rifle!

- Because I shoot the 'purpi'! - Vitus!

Vito...

Blessed Saint Agatha, Miraculous Saint Agatha...

I'm all hot, I'm going to take a bath.

Shh... Shut up, don't say not even a word. Shut up.

Did you understand... They put everything right.

Have you seen? As if I wasn't shrewd, as if you were a fool.

Walk with me, let's go.

- Don Vito. - We say hello. - Don Vito. - We say hello, we say hello.

Come on, come in.

Of course they said hello very coldly.

By the way, his ass is burning.

(Roberto) Dad... I know what you want to tell me.

- (Vito) You don't know anything! - (Roberto) Let me talk!

You have to stay put! This is a filthy country.

- What does that have to do with us? - It's got to do, it's got to do.

Here everyone interprets things always in his own way. Did you understand ?

- So ? - You are my son and the La Casellas are stud animals!

- That's not the point. - And this, just this ! Do you want to teach me?

Now you go get that girl English and we'll take it to the village!

- Everyone must see that she is one female ! - Impossible, it's already left.

How did it go? And where did they go?

What do they believe? They arrive, they leave! Do they think they are at home?

- Listen, dad... - Dad, a horn!

- He's a priest, it's his duty. - Good morning, Don Vito.

He must help me even if I'm a concubine.

Even concubines they have their own problems...

'so he says to the dear faithful...

Dear faithful, lfi/E tti sons and daughters, Ivo an important communication to make.

Don Vita's daughter, Roberta, it is not “purpa”.

But/re' be convinced of it', come make sure'...

'that Roberta La Casella it is 'manu/a ” and patent”.

...having been surprised in flagrant embrace...

- Which means .7 - What are you doing. -Alr...

'with his father's conca/fine!

Therefore, in your opinion, I should get on the pulpit and say:...

...'Dear faithful, the son by Don Vito La Casella is not ...'

- You are pauo, my dear! - Don Alfonso!

This country dared to insinuate on the virility of a La Casella.

And you, to prove the opposite, do you want to muddy...

- We're already muddy! - Before God!

- Before me ! - But what he says ! - So I can arrange !

You can't have anything you are just pauo!

Don Alfonso, reasoned...

...if you say so, not just the people he believes it, but I stay out of it.

Like all cuckolds, I may be the last to know.

But if I'm going to say it, I have to get sick!

And then people would think the same as Robert...

Speak slowly!

You told me in confession a secret that is not yours alone.

- My, my! - Not only yours, but others' too!

- Damn it! - Shut up !

- My, my! - Ninth, there are others as well.

And the secrecy of the confessional prevents me to speak even under torture.

- All right, I'll release you from the secret. - You can't, only the Pope!

- All right, let's write to the Pope. - Bravo, let's write to the Pope.

We write... 'Holiness, Don Vito La Casella is cuckolded...'

- Look, come here. - (Vito) What should I do?

If it is true that everything happened because of that young Englishman...

That's a female! And that that looks like a girl is a boy!

- All right... - Cursed the... And stop it!

This female that looks like a male he must come to the village and in front of everyone...

He lowers his breeches so it shows that it is female!

- No, no, he's coming to town... - Can not be done. - Why?

- Because she left. - Started ? Go Go go.

- If she's gone, let's wait for her to come back. - He won't come back, damn it!

(ORGAN SOUND)

- Illuminated... - What's up? - Come here.

Robert. Do you remember, when was he a child?

When did you wash it all?

That wretched photographer wanted photograph him on his stomach. You understand?

Maybe he was afraid, he was ashamed to present it so ... disproportionate.

- You remember ? - Of course ! I always washed it.

My son is a boy! Male!

- Illuminated ? - Huh? - Sit down.

Tell me one thing, Illuminata: How many years have you been in this house?

- Thirty years, almost. - Thirty years. Raua faithful!

I'll raise your salary. Huh? You are happy ?

You know the rumor they put up around about Roberto?

It was that parrot of the pharmacist's daughter.

Roberto disgusted her and she took her revenge.

Then you know what you have to do ?

You are family, remember that.

Now you have to deny the rumors. Especially since you have proof.

- What evidence? - The evidence, Illuminata! You know what tests I'm talking about!

Now you... let everyone know. They will believe you.

You say that Roberto's affair... it is so, so and so.

Do not understand you.

Illuminata, you must speak! You have to tell everyone what you know!

- I did not see or hear anything! - Mafia! That's what you are!

We breed a viper at home! Because you are a viper!

- I have to cook. - Instead you don't cook anything!

- Do not eat ! - Do not eat ? - We are in mourning here, do you understand that ?!

Excuse me, Don Ciccio, but what do you have let everyone know that you are cuckold ?

As did your son to let everyone know that...

You know, this was the backbiting of the bad tongues of the country.

- Same for me too, evil tongues of the country. - Oh yes?

'There is Don Ciccio cuckold...' 'Do not look...'

'What's all that reserved spalio...' 'Which is ? jinx ?' 'Worse, worse.'

'sick... contagious...' 'You never know, he's sick in the head.'

- Ahead ? - 'Cornuta11o... Yes it is even put the case to the horns.'

But look at these cuckolders who say these things...

Here's how they knew.

- Thank you. - Please.

That's dad. I remember it, an old fashioned man.

No, it's my lady.

Ah, yes, a...

What was I supposed to do? Show not having horns is difficult.

It's more difficult prove you have them?

Don Ciccio, but you actually... do you have horns or not?

If everyone says so, it's like you have them.

_ Tue I say, then. 'Huh?

Nothing.

Vito is so weird...

As if he knew. I feel lost.

We have to tell him. We have to talk to him.

So I can't take it anymore.

I tried to do it. He can't hear us.

- It's all my fault. - No, it happened... that's it.

- And U.S? And us, Robert? - And we have nothing, Cettina.

It has to pass. We don't have to think about it anymore.

Don't shout, I'm Roberto La Casella, the son of Don Vito.

If you don't do what I tell you I love you.

- Don Vito ! Good evening. - Wretched, bitch.

I've never said no to anyone.

- Good evening to me, he says, wretched... - Don Vito?

How hot it is tonight, Vito...

Real ? Don't you hear it?

But, Vito, those are for regulate the menstrual cycle!

It means that to me they will regulate the fuck.

- Good night. - Good night.

- (Man 1) Don Vito. - (Man 2) Don Vito.

(Vito) You saw my son Robert

- Have you seen Roberto? - Have you seen Roberto?

- And who sees more? - He's become a woodland bird by now.

Well, bird... (GIGGLES)

Have you seen Bob? No, maybe he saw it.

disgrace yourself.

- Don Vito ! Don Vito! - What do you want ?

- Can I shake your hand? - And why ?

Because as a father you have the courage to deal with situations.

I understand they saw you talking with that young Englishman...

...and that you gave him the road sheet: bravo!

Young man ? You mean 'that raga11a', because that's a ragaua.

Yes, of course, I can acknowledge publicly.

By way of indiliaria, because you try...

Of your acknowledgments and of this dirty country I don't give a fuck!

All right ? I say: fuck it! Understood ?!

- That says ? - He says he doesn't give a fuck. (LAUGHS)

It's... is that sometimes one believes...

...that going some time abroad, travelling...

One believes to become another.

But then you realize which is not true... and...

You brought me here to make me this beautiful revelation?

No, Roberto, I know where you want me carry with this speech.

The truth is that we we have nothing to say. Nothing.

- But I'm your son, aren't I? - Ninth, father and son must not talk to each other. Never.

- You say that! The has arrived time to tell us... - What?

Only one thing here It's important, understand?

Shut the mouths of these bastards of this dirty country!

Because you and I, you know, we have roots here! Here!

Instead we must try to cut them, speak boldly.

We can not ! We don't have to talk!

- Dad, out of loyalty I have to tell you... - No ! - I'm leaving.

- Go away ? - Yes, I'm leaving.

Set off? And how do I stay in this country sewer?

See that you can't start like this, listen...

...without letting them know everything people need to know.

- Dad, I love... - That you love ?! What do you love, imbecile?

You are young and you have to stay just litto, got it?

So I can't explain anything to you? Can't I tell you anything?

And what am I to do, huh? tell me! What the hell am I supposed to do?

Because you know that I I've always respected you, but...

- When do you leave? - Right away. Tomorrow.

Robert? Rob...

- Vito... - 'Picciridda'... What are you doing, not sleeping?

Sleep... sleep, sleep.

It seems to me that we have lost sleep both, right?

'Picciridda'... I always get angry when Illuminata calls you that.

But she does it to tease me.

- What's wrong, Vito? - I ? Nothing. What have I ? Nothing.

You rather... This tired, pale face...

you look sick, are nights that you do not sleep.

I have nothing. You know, women's afflictions.

And for this what do you have to look at, you know?

You have to hold yourself up, you have to be beautiful, young, attractive.

Understood ?

Vito...

Won't you go to bed?

Yes, sure, I'll do it, I'll do it. Now I'm going to.

You are not feeling well! Tell me the truth !

First, first, the truth does not exist.

- Do you talk to yourself? - Sit down.

I don't talk to myself I speak to me... and myself.

Good morning.

Ah, don't wake her today, the 'picciridda'.

Why so much the 'picciridda' it is no longer in his bed.

- There is no more ? - Last night was weird.

He said he wanted to die. That's right he said.

And if he had to die...

...I would have liked to go to die at the Cantara gorges.

- And you don't do anything? - I'm doing, I'm doing...

I'm doing.

What are you planning to do now?

Make me a cup of coffee and keep your mouth shut. Shsh!

And make a cup of coffee also for Signora Cettina.

- Cettina? - Yes. - Oh, my goodness...

- But then Robert... - Did you see how it ran?

He was desperate. He said he wanted go to the Cantara gorges.

It was easier... than I could imagine.

- Oh my God, I understood everything! - What do you want ? Get up.

- Don Vito, don't make pauie! - And get off!

If you really want to have fun, come all to the Cantara gorges.

- Let's go. - At the throat?

- Nicholas? - (Nicola) Yes, Don Vito?

- He is invited to the Acantara gorges. There is a show. - (Nicholas) Hm...

You are also invited to the gorges dellllcantara, there is a show.

(Vito) Lawyer Fisichella! Lawyer, come, a word!

If I may have the honor, you are invited to the cantara gorges.

- At the throat? - Yes sir, I wait for you. - Gralie, I'm coming.

- What is it, Don Vito? - Pharmacist! Lucy!

You are all invited to gorges dell'AIcantara for a great show.

- Opera dei pupi. - Opera ? - Yes, puppets.

- Mayor Calò! - (Calò) What is it? - Councilors!

Leave the sitting alone, you are all invited to the Acantara gorges.

Come! There's a party for everyone, ma'am municipal council! There is room for everyone!

Country of stinkers, cuckolds and criminals. Let's all go to the Acantara gorges!

Come!

Madam !AIIe gorges dellllcantara ! You too! Everyone!

We'll have fun, you raucous bastards!

Let's go ! What are you doing standing there? What are you looking at?

- Mummified animals, come at the gorges dellllcantara! - Stop!

Stop him or disaster will happen! Blessed Lord, a misfortune happens.

Honest and dishonest of this country ! Let's go !

Stop him! Lord, stop it!

Cettina!

Robert!

- Robert! - Cettina!

- Robert! - Cettina! Cettina!

- Cettina! - Robert!

(Vito) Hurry up, raua of stinkers! Hoard of cannibals! Hurry up!

- (illuminated) Stop him! - Run, you don't pay anything!

- Stop him! - (Vito) Courage, forla!

Mountain of scumbags, forla! Shame on the company!

Come on, troglodytes! 'Leave yourselves up'!

Watch ! Forla!

Come on, walk! Here !

(Vito) Look there! Watch !

Look, my son Roberto!

Robert, my son! My son is 'male'!

Do you want proof? Here are the proofs!

Pharmacist, say it! Lucy, tell me that my son is 'male'!

'Masculine'! 'Masculine'! 'Masculine'!

Lawyer ! Shout it too, Fisichella lawyer!

Please, Don Vito, no! (SHOT)

Everyone go away! (SHOUTS INDISTINCT)

My son Roberto is 'male'! Shout out that he's 'masculine'!

And then I decided that if there was one who had to sacrifice, that was me.

- Now, even if they are far away, knowing how happy they are... - It pleases you.

Well, please, really... Anyway...

Dear Don Ciccio, time passes, summer is over...

There are those who die, those who leave ...

I think in this country we will be few...

...some old man, some old woman, some whore...

- And the cuckolds. - Already.

Do you know what? If there will be the referendum, vote against divorce.

So Cettina was never a wife and I'm not cuckold.

- Right right. - So the honor will be all yours.

I thank you.

What's up? Huh? How beautiful the sea is.