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THE FUGITIVE

Good morning. The Carli-Borghetti wedding?

- Yes. - Please sit, I shall inform the curate.

- Hold on, we're waiting for the groom. - Yes, and the best man.

Ladies and gentlemen, we're already late. Soon we have a very important wedding.

If there's anything to sign, I'm the bride's man of honour.

Yes, all in good time.

Alright, then we'll wait...

- I don't understand why Mario is late. - Neither do I.

It's okay, we'll just wait.

- A quarter to nine. - May I?

Matteo Bonetti, proprietor of the "Lux & Umbra" photography studio.

- Ragioniere Bertini. - My dear ragioniere...

I wondered if you might...

Well, if you need any small reproductions for your...

publishing house, you know, real artistic stuff...

The groom is here!

Delfina...

- Please excuse us a moment. - Mario, what's wrong?

The curate is waiting, he says that the wedding...

There will be no wedding.

Come, Delfina. Please excuse us a moment.

What's got into him now? I want to hear this!

No, darling, calm down! It'll be one of his usual rants.

He's as jealous as an old hen!

Poor Delfina!

- Well, do you have nothing to say? - Leave me alone.

No, first you can tell me where you were last night.

I told you, and I have nothing to be ashamed of.

- I stayed at Lia's house. - No you didn't!

- Let go, you're hurting me. - That man, who is he?

The landlady and the maid both saw you go out with him.

- Tell me, who is he? - I told you, he works for my grandfather.

Then why didn't you come home?

Who do you take me for? That man has been to see you before.

- I've seen him. - You've been spying on me? My God...

I've had enough! This is all so low, so cowardly!

And still you dare insult me?

- Miss! - Good afternoon.

I'm surprised to see you.

- I came for the suitcases. - They're right here.

But you really shouldn't have put yourself out.

Tonino would have come to drop them off at the station.

No, there's no need. I won't be leaving.

What do you mean? You're not leaving on your honeymoon?

No... we're not married.

You're not married? I just knew it!

Tonino said it, too: that man will blow his top!

- I did everything to calm him down. - He was here?

Yes, this morning. And last night he called 10 times, woke the whole house up!

Then he showed up like a madman.

You fell in love with an artist, you see. And artists are all half-mad.

Right, artists...

I'm sorry that your room has already been rented out.

It doesn't matter, I'll take this suitcase and send for the other.

- Goodbye, Miss. - But where will you go?

I don't know, goodbye.

Goodbye.

Hello?

Beretta Boarding House... Miss Carli? She just left.

I don't know, she didn't say where she was going.

Mrs. Beretta doesn't know anything. Where could she have gone?

- I don't know, maybe her grandmother's. - No, that's not possible.

Delfina would never go back to her relatives, she always said so.

May I go to Mrs. Panozzi's, Miss?

- Yes, but don't take 2 hours! - I'll come right back, Miss.

Here!

Farewell!

What a scoundrel, that Mario... showing her up like that at the altar!

Scoundrel! You've only heard one song, that of Delfina...

You should hear the other one, too.

Just you try something like that on our wedding day, and you'll hear mine...

- Go on, you know that I... - Off to work with you, go on!

Alright, I'm going.

But first... a kiss.

- Darling... - Alright, off you go!

Bye, you little monkey.

Delfina, thank goodness you're here, I've been so worried!

- What happened? - He wouldn't believe that I stayed here.

Where does he think you stayed?

You know him. He came looking for me at the boarding house this morning.

- What about Mrs. Beretta? - I didn't think to tell her.

I'll go and talk to Mario, he'll have to believe me.

It's me he should believe. Forget it, Lia. It's for the best.

- Tomorrow is another day. - He's an idiot, a scoundrel!

He's unhappy, and perhaps we're not meant for each other anyway.

We would have been tormenting each other for the rest of our lives.

- But you, now... - I'm out on the street.

This is your home until you can find somewhere else.

- See, I brought my suitcase. - Good for you, perhaps you're right.

It's better that it ended this way. Come on, chin up!

- Though, if I were in your shoes... - I know what you're going to say.

Let me finish. Not that I want to send you away...

but if I had a lovely house, a rich, kind, lonely grandfather...

Kind?

He called for you yesterday, too. After all, he's still your grandfather.

If you were in my shoes, you'd do the same.

I'll never forget how he left my mother to die in poverty!

I didn't mean to make you angry...

Wretched kids!

This time I caught you red-handed, there's no use hiding.

That's the second window this month, and you'll pay for both!

- Leave me alone, it wasn't me! - Then who was it?

- Now tell me your name! - I don't want to!

Then I'll lock you in there and won't let you go home!

I don't care, I don't want to go home!

What, you don't want to go home?

- I... ran away from home. - There must be someone looking for you.

- Father has gone away. - He can't be the only one.

There's Maria and Tilde, Father will send them away because they lost me.

- Then I'll be happy. - We have to do something.

- I'm going to call the police. - No, please don't call the police!

Come on, don't be afraid... give us a few minutes.

Maria is kidding, she won't call anyone. But you must tell me who you are.

Then we can decide what to do.

- Marina, I'm Marina. - Such a lovely name!

- Would you like to be friends? - With you, yes.

Then tell me, why did you run away?

Father is always away, and I don't want to stay with Tilda and Maria anymore.

Yes, Superintendent. Sorry, it's me again.

Any news on the little girl?

Yes, Architect Ravaldo's daughter.

No, the Sir isn't here. He's in Rome...

but he should be back tomorrow or the day after.

No, we haven't informed him yet. I beg you, Superintendent...

do whatever you can, but please find our Marina!

We will do everything in our power...

but isn't it possible that the child has run away...

that she's staying with a relative?

No, she has no relatives here.

Yes, thank you Superintendent.

Father doesn't want to send me to school...

because last year I got pleurisy.

- But I know how to read and write. - Well done!

But where is your house? You said it was on this street.

I'll tell you if you promise to stay with me.

- If you leave, I'll run away again. - Very well, I promise.

- Really? - Yes, Marina.

Alright then, it's that one.

Hold on, when you came into the courtyard I saw you crying.

- Why were you crying? - Me?

Yes, I saw you.

But if you're going to stay with me, you can't cry any more. Promise?

- I promise. - Then let's go.

If you'd have come home or at least telephoned...

instead of roaming the streets like a fool...

perhaps the police would have found her by now.

All it took was a moment, to buy a magazine from the news-stand.

It only ever takes a moment to cause this kind of disaster.

Hello? Well...

No, yes...

Yes, Sir. No news.

Okay, did Andrelli call? Okay.

- And how is Marina? - Fine, Sir.

No, she's not home yet.

She went to the cinema with Miss Maria.

No, Sir.

A slight headache, that's all.

I'll be home late. Put the child to bed, and don't wait for me.

Good evening.

Miss Tilde, what shall we do?

- Perhaps it's Marina! - Heavens, I hope so!

Good evening.

Marina!

My dear girl, we were so worried!

Please excuse me.

I found the girl and brought her home.

Please, tell us what happened.

I was at a friend's shop, and we realised that the child...

was hiding in a cart outside in the courtyard.

She wouldn't talk, so it was difficult to find out where she came from.

I can imagine!

If it wasn't for Delfina, I wouldn't have come back!

Your father shall hear about this, and you will be justly punished.

I'd like to talk to Marina's father.

- Sir won't be home until late. - I'll wait for him, if I may.

As you wish.

I'm hungry and Delfina is hungry. We want to eat!

Marina shall only be eating soup and an apple this evening.

Alright, but Delfina can eat upstairs with me... come on!

- But... - Excuse me...

I might have been wrong, but Delfina knows what I'm like.

She could have said something!

Said what? You should be ashamed, treating a girl like Delfina this way!

- It's horrible! - But I love her.

You've a funny way of showing it!

Was she very angry?

No, she was happy. Happy that it was all over.

Over? Nonsense! People don't just break up over a misunderstanding.

Oh, a misunderstanding? Men...

You're an extraordinary bunch.

But it won't happen again, and I'm sure that she'll forgive me.

I know that I can get a bit mad sometimes, but us artists...

A bit mad? Completely mad. The artist thing is just an excuse.

- Well, where does the child live? - I don't know, she wouldn't say.

- Maybe... - It's the truth, I say.

Right, and all these things seem to happen to Delfina...

Now it's runaway children!

- May I wait? - Make yourself at home!

Oh, excuse me.

- I'm Marina's father. - I'm... perhaps they told you...

Yes, Tilde told me. I'm very grateful.

I just got home.

Please forgive them for not offering you a room.

It's fine, Marina didn't want me to leave her alone.

She fell asleep while I was reading her a story...

then I fell asleep, too.

- It must be late. - It's almost one.

Oh, I have to go.

You must be cold, sleeping like that. A drop of cognac will do you good.

Excuse me, I didn't introduce myself: Antonio Ravaldo, architect.

Delfina Carli.

Andrea, some cognac.

- Please, have a seat. - Thank you.

Do you have family, someone waiting for you?

- No one, I'm on my own. - Do you work?

I've always worked; I have to work.

No, you can go.

Please, not too much.

- Where were you? - Through there. Your father is home.

- Will he tell me off? - No, I'm sure he won't.

If you're good and go to sleep, tomorrow all will be forgotten.

- Good evening, Father. - Hi, Marina.

Father, tell Delfina not to go.

I'll tell her, I promise.

Go to sleep, Marina.

Goodnight.

Thank you.

What will happen when I tell Marina that you went away?

She'll realise that I lied to her. It's not nice to deceive children.

- They don't deserve it. - You could stay a few days.

- What kind of work do you do? - I worked in a publishing house.

I quit my job because I was supposed to get married yesterday.

- Married? - Yes, then it all fell through.

It would be useless to explain.

I went back to the publishing house, but my job had already been taken.

- How do I know you're telling the truth? - Right.

I could have entered your house as a very cunning burglar!

- No, I didn't mean it like that. - I'd like to call a taxi.

No, sit down.

Now that you've lost your job, what do you plan to do?

- I don't know. - You could stay here.

Stay here? Doing what?

- Governess to Marina. - Thank you, but...

- Have I offended you? - Far from it...

I think you would be a great help to Marina.

You can share duties with Tilde, okay?

- Well, will you stay? - For Marina... and for me.

Thank you. Are you really alone? Do you have no relatives?

I have a grandfather who lives in the mountains, but I've never seen him.

- Why not? - It's a sad story.

My mother married an artist against my grandfather's will.

She died in poverty, but let's not talk about these things...

I see.

I'd like Marina to go out often, to get lots of fresh air.

- Miss Tilde will explain everything. - Very well.

Tomorrow, give me the address of the publishing house you worked at.

- Why? - Forgive me, but I must ask for a reference.

Of course.

Andrea, show the young lady to the guest room.

- Goodnight, Miss. - Goodnight.

- That's not fair, I should have a head-start. - Alright, go down there.

- Ready? - Ready!

Father, Father!

- What are you up to? - I'm racing with Delfina.

Good, good...

Delfina, let's run!

- Soup, cold meat... - He can eat what there is.

How was I to know he would come for lunch? He never usually does!

Come in!

Lunch is served.

... we have a house right by the sea, Father built it!

- Did he build this one, too? - Yes, this one as well.

Father builds big houses with lots and lots of windows!

- Really? - What, you didn't know?

Who told you all these tales?

- Father! - What are you eating?

- Pea soup. - I love pea soup.

- Sir, your lunch will get cold. - Is there any more soup?

- Yes, Sir. - Then I shall eat with Marina.

- Sir, your lunch is served downstairs. - I said that I'll eat here!

As you wish, I'll send Andrea.

Miss Delfina, I'm hungry. How about you?

- Me too, Father. - Good.

Such a lovely pose. There, that's it...

Marina, raise your head a little... Look this way, good!

- Very good, now stay still. - Hurry up!

Yes, yes. Smile, Delfina! That's it, now don't move!

- Done. - When can we see the photograph?

Right away, would you like to see how it all works?

- Can I, Delfina? - Sure, I'll wait for you at Lia's.

- Is my hat ready? - Yes, of course.

Lucia, fetch Miss Carli's hat.

- Have you been back to the publishing house? - Not yet.

You don't want to be a nanny your whole life, do you?

- A nanny? A governess! - Sounds the same to me.

- Here you go, Miss. - Come and try it on.

- Not bad. - Not bad? It's the latest fashion!

There, you wear it like that.

Mario dropped by, you know. He's very sad, you should talk to him.

Not now, I'd prefer not to.

He insisted I give him your address.

- But you didn't give it to him. - No, of course not!

Good morning.

- How can I help you? - I'd like to see Delfina Carli.

I don't think she's here at present. Would you like to leave your name?

Good morning, I'm Mario Borghetti. I'd like to speak with Miss Carli.

Miss Carli has gone out with the child.

I am... Delfina's fiancé.

- I didn't know she had a fiancé. - Perhaps she didn't mention it.

- Anyway, she is my fiancée. - Oh, well, that's interesting.

- Please, have a seat. - No, thank you. If she isn't home, I'll call back later.

- Hold on, is there a message? - It wouldn't be the same.

Good day.

- I'll have it delivered. - Okay. - Delfina!

- When will we see the photograph? - In a few days.

- Bye, Lia. - Bye, Delfina. - Aren't you going to say goodbye?

She doesn't like me anymore after that day with the police!

- No! Bye, Lia. - Bye, Darling.

The name of this show is: "The Princess Turandot"!

Quiet, ladies and gentlemen! The show is about to begin!

- I want the bell! - No, you're the public!

"The Princess Turandot, by Carlo Gozzi!"

Silence!

- Good morning, Sir. - Are Delfina and the little one back?

Yes, Sir, they're upstairs.

- I'd like to talk to you, if I may. - Later.

- It's an important matter. - Later, I don't have time now.

But, Sir...

Tell me, what is the name of the ancient tree...

to which men have lost their lives, that has white leaves on top...

and black leaves underneath? Please tell me, about this tree.

Happiness in me, for a second time.

Watch, Princess, as I solve the second riddle as well.

The black leaves are the nights, and the white leaves the days...

that tree represents a year!

A year, yes. My dear Prince, you still have time.

Do not attempt the third riddle. I warn you, it could cost your life!

Death, I claim. Or Turandot as my bride.

Listen, my Prince. Tell me, what is the brave...

and winged beast, that loves who loves him and hates who hates him...

that shook the world and spread the shadow of its victorious wings...

Turandot, say no more! That terrible beast is the lion of San Marco.

But I shall propose to you a riddle, if you solve it I shall leave forever...

- Otherwise, you shall be my bride! - Very well!

I shall have death, or Turandot as my bride!

Well done, well done!

You were great, Father. But Delfina was great, too.

- Sir. - What is it?

- You're wanted on the telephone. - Who is it?

- The construction site. - Okay, I'm coming.

- Where are you going? - I'll be back soon, why don't you change the scene?

No, no, no!

- Delfina, what scene are you choosing? - You'll find out soon!

- Tell me how it ends - I don't know.

That's not true, you know. Does the prince marry her?

- Who knows? - Miss, Sir is waiting for you in the study.

Delfina, don't go!

Be good, Marina. Andrea will help change the scene.

Very good, Miss.

Come on, Darling.

Come in!

I'd like to talk to you, and I shall be frank.

I see that Marina is doing well, that she has been very good...

hasn't had any tantrums recently, and all of this is because of you.

- Thank you, you're very kind. - Very kind?

I hope you don't think me too kind?

I'd like you to be open with me, I have always been honest with you.

I don't understand.

Tilde has informed me, as she must have informed you...

that a young man was here looking for you today, a painter.

- Tilde didn't tell me anything! - Are you still engaged, or not?

Please don't ask me about this.

I have no right to know of such private things...

but since you're here, in my house...

- Should I leave? - Not so fast!

You'll have to excuse me, Sir, but I'm going through a tough time.

- Please, sit down. - Thank you, but Marina will get impatient.

- She's waiting for the third act. - Right, Turandot must marry her Prince.

- Excuse me. - Of course.

If I may, Sir? I'd like to go to dinner at a friend's house this evening.

- Go ahead. - Thank you.

Stop that, you're leaving crumbs all over the table cloth!

Don't be angry, Darling. Look!

All clean, see? But I hope they're here soon, I'm starving...

Tell me, are you sure they're coming?

It sounds to me like you've made a big mistake, inviting Mario and...

Delfina to dinner without each knowing that the other is coming.

It was the only way to get them together.

You can sit here. Delfina here, Mario here, and me here.

- No, go and get the flowers. - Right, the flowers...

Here, the flowers! I hope this all goes well.

Leave it to me.

Good evening, Miss.

I was beginning to worry that you had already left, it's a quarter past 8.

- A quarter past 8, already? - Yes, but don't worry.

Would you be kind enough to call them and say you won't be coming?

There's a telephone at the bar just around the corner...

Mario is here. Don't tell him about Delfina!

- Good evening. - Hi, Mario! - You seem in good spirits today!

Yes, I'm happy because you invited me, and also because I sold a painting!

Oh, good for you!

There are four of us? Who else did you invite?

Excuse me a moment.

Who else did you invite?

Really? That's a shame. Well, if you can't make it...

- Yes, I see. - Who is it, her?

Of course. Drop by when you can, bye!

What did she say? Did you invite her?

- She's not coming, why? - She can't.

- Why can't she come? - I don't know, I didn't ask.

She can't always do as she likes. She looks after a child, you know.

- Right, now even the child is an excuse. - Go on, sit down.

Finally!

Do you know why I never asked for your information?

No, I don't.

Because if it wasn't good, I'd have had to send you away, and I didn't want to.

- Perhaps it's me who should leave. - Why?

I don't know...

Listen, there's something I want to tell you but I'm afraid you'll laugh at me.

I could never laugh at you.

- Well, I wanted to tell you... - I think I know what it is.

Delfina...

I leave tomorrow. Goodnight, Delfina.

- We'll see each other in a few days. - Goodnight, and have a good trip.

Father left at 8 on the express. What time is it now?

It's 20 past 11, so your father should be about here: La Spezia.

He's already passed Genoa, and these mountains called the Apennines.

Show me where the Apennines are! Where's Santa Margherita?

- Santa Margherita is just here. - Then here is our holiday house.

Father promised that when he gets back from Rome we'll go to the coast for 15 days.

- Me, him and Delfina! - Oh, really?

- The post, Miss Tilde. - Thank you.

Miss, there's a letter for you.

- Thank you. - You're welcome? - May I? - Of course.

TO KNOW OF SOMETHING THAT YOU MIGHT FIND VERY INTERESTING...

COME ALONE TO THE NEWS-STAND BEHIND THE DOME AT 4 ON FRIDAY

- Miss Carli? - Yes, that's me.

- I'm the one who wrote to you. - What is it you want from me?

I'm Mrs. Reni, my daughter must talk to you about Mr. Ravaldo...

- Please, she's waiting for you. - Is it far from here?

No, not far. This way.

Come in!

Please sit down.

I'm Vanda Reni, sorry to bring you here like this, but I'm rather busy.

- What I have to tell you is very important. - Go ahead.

I won't beat around the bush.

It seems that Mr. Ravaldo, your boss, has fallen in love with you.

- And I suppose you're in love with him. - This has nothing to do with you.

Actually, it does. It has a lot to do with me.

You're a responsible girl, at least that's what they tell me.

It could be that he plans to marry you.

- Actually, he may have already proposed. - But, excuse me...

Please, don't interrupt.

Ravaldo is an important man, handsome and incredibly rich.

I'm sure his proposal of marriage seems very alluring.

- But you cannot marry him. - Why not?

Because if there is a woman who should marry him, that woman is me.

Only me! The mother of his child.

Marina!

Marina. Ask Ravaldo about it, and send him my regards.

No, please, don't leave.

I didn't bring you here to tell you that Ravaldo is scoundrel.

Men are all the same, anyway.

To tell the truth about Antonio, I can't be critical of him.

He's kind, at least to me. My mother can testify to that.

- Marina, do you ever see her? - No, never.

He took her when she was born. It's not right...

but she is still my daughter, even if I never see her.

I don't want her in the hands of a step-mother who may have more kids...

so that mine will find herself in a position of inferiority.

- Doesn't that seem fair? - It does.

And why should I give up on the hope that Antonio will marry me?

It isn't something I'm looking for right now; I love my work and freedom.

But since we have a daughter together, time will tell... do you understand?

- I understand. - You seem like a good girl.

And why would you want to separate a mother from her child?

- Marina might one day hate you for it. - Yes.

- I see what you want from me. - I won't ask for your word.

- I trust in your conscience. - You can trust me.

- Good day. - Good day, and please excuse us.

Might I ask the name of the person who spoke to you about me?

No, I promised not to tell.

- Mother, show the young lady out. - No, thank you.

Oh, it's you. I'll go and check on Marina.

It's fine, she's playing with Maria. You can stay here if you want.

You probably need time alone, I know what you must be going through.

- What do you know? - Vanda is my sister.

- Your sister? - Yes, that's why I'm here.

Sir has been very kind...

Though Vanda still hopes that one day he will be moved to marry her.

I don't believe it will happen, but I'm her sister so I must help.

I see, but there's no need for you to gang up against me!

- I've done nothing to you! - I don't know what Vanda told you...

but believe me, she's not a bad person. Perhaps with him she would be better.

She might still get better, and with Marina she might learn to be a mother.

Perhaps, that's why I'm leaving.

- You're leaving? - Yes.

All I ask is that you are patient with Marina.

I promise. Certainly, she'll miss you.

Quick, Father is on the telephone from Rome and wants to talk to you!

Yes, Marina. I'll be right there.

Miss Delfina.

I beg you, please don't say anything about this.

Don't worry, he'll never know.

Yes, Father. Yesterday we went to the cinema with Delfina.

Yes, with Delfina. Here she is!

Hello? Good evening, Sir.

Yes, Miss, it's me.

Delfina, darling. I wanted to hear your voice...

and tell you that I hope to be back very soon.

- Are you happy? - Very well.

- Yes, Sir. - Is Tilde there?

Ah, I see... You didn't seem yourself.

Delfina, have faith in me; in us, in our love...

Yes, Sir. Of course.

I understand. Good evening, Sir...

Delfina!

- Why did she run away? - Delfina is tired, she's not well.

You have to be good, Marina.

Hello, is that the porter?

Porter, book me a room on the direct train from Torino.

Yes, the midnight one. And bring me the bill, okay?

Miss...

Thank you, Miss Delfina.

- Welcome home, Sir. - Good morning, Andrea.

- Is Miss Delfina here? - Miss has left.

- Left? - Yes, Sir.

Send me Miss Tilde, then go and get the suitcase.

Very good.

Come in!

Good morning, Sir. Did you have a good trip?

Why did Delfina leave? What happened, where did she go?

I don't know, Sir. This morning we found her room empty, her things gone.

- She must have left last night. - She didn't say anything to you?

No, nothing.

- Did someone come looking for her? - No one.

I'm worried about Marina. She wouldn't eat breakfast.

I told her that Miss received a telegram...

that she would be back tomorrow.

- Tell Marina to come and see me. - Very good, Sir.

- Father, Delfina went away! - Don't cry, she'll be back soon.

Don't cry...

- Will you buy me that bag? - Of course, whatever you want.

Really? You always promise, but then...

This time I'll keep my promise.

Tomorrow, Girasi will pay me for his wife's portrait, then we can celebrate!

We can invite Giorgio, Claretta, Beatrice... and have a great time!

I hope you don't plan on flirting with Claretta again...

- Don't be jealous, it won't happen again. - Do you swear?

I swear.

- Have you paid the rent? - Of course.

- Who is it? - It's me, Delfina!

Just a moment, I'll be right there.

- Go through there. - Who is it? - A client.

- Really, Mario... - Quiet, I'll explain later.

Delfina! Sorry I didn't open right away.

- Please, have a seat. - All those stairs tired me out.

I used to take them at a run.

- Are you surprised to see me? - Do you even have to ask?

Where have you come from? Did you leave that house?

Yes, I left. I'm back at the boarding house...

and perhaps I'll get my old job back at the publishing house.

I'm so alone, I can't do it anymore.

Don't be afraid, you've done the right thing coming to see me.

Now you won't be alone anymore, I've been waiting for you.

With my love, and with the pain that I made you suffer.

- Poor Mario. - But I can make it up to you.

We'll get married right away, leave this dump and find a new place.

A lovely studio... and we'll be very happy.

- You'll see, even your grandfather... - Mario, I don't want to hear his name!

I know, Darling, but we must think about the future.

To make a career for yourself, think what that would mean.

A nice house, a studio, shows in Rome, Milan and Venice...

So many commissions, just you wait! Your grandfather may have been wrong...

but for us it would be like winning the lottery!

And I'm your winning ticket, am I? You're mistaken, Mario.

For me, grandfather's money may as well not exist!

We won't go asking him for money...

but if he calls for you, I don't see why you should refuse...

over something as silly as pride!

Right, for pride! But you don't care about my dignity, do you?

I shouldn't have come here.

I thought I might find a heart full of understanding...

but all I find is your own selfish interests!

- Delfina... - Leave me alone!

Your words have opened my eyes.

- Listen to me, Delfina. - No, I don't believe you. Goodbye!

Be a good girl and take your medicine, tomorrow you'll feel much better.

Here you go.

Is it nice? Go on, I'll stay with Marina.

Goodnight.

My German teacher came today and taught me a new poem.

- I'll show you how it goes. - Alright, let's hear it.

It means, my bed is like a small boat. Do you like it?

Yes, very much. What comes next?

- I only learned that, do you like it? - Very much, who wrote it?

A poet, a man called Keller, he was good friends with children.

Good, now I have to go and write, and you have to go to sleep.

Goodnight.

Father, when will Delfina be back?

- I don't know, but be good. - Wasn't she happy here with us?

Go to sleep, Darling.

- Would you like to be friends? - With you, yes.

Then tell me, why did you run away?

Father is always away, and I don't want to stay with Tilda and Maria anymore.

Marina shall only be eating soup and an apple this evening.

Alright, but Delfina can eat upstairs with me...

When you came into the courtyard I saw you crying, why were you crying?

- Me? - Yes, I saw you.

But if you're going to stay with me, you can't cry any more.

- Promise? - I promise.

"Princess Turandot, by Carlo Gozzi!"

Quiet, ladies and gentlemen! The show is about to begin!

- Tell Delfina not to go. - I'll tell her, I promise.

Go to sleep, Marina.

Who's there?

- What do you want? - Lia!

- She's not there, she went out! - Where did she go?

- To the Colombo restaurant! - Where's the Colombo?

In the centre, close to Piazza Castello!

- I don't know the name of the street! - Thank you!

Look! Olga, look!

Are you okay? She's soaked through!

Piazza Castello, Colombo...

Luckily, I was at the restaurant.

You've no idea how I felt when I saw Marina in that condition...

- How did she manage it? - She ran away to find you.

When they found her she had a fever, now she just repeats your name.

Let's go.

She needs peace and quiet.

No more than a couple of people in the room at once.

- Give her another pastille in an hour. - Very well, Doctor.

- I'll check in on her again later. - Good evening.

She's very sick, I gave her an injection for the heart.

I'll be back soon, call me if anything changes.

- I'll show you out, Doctor. - Thank you.

Marina, it's me, Delfina!

You? My sister told me everything, I'd like to thank you.

You haven't changed your mind, have you?

Marina is very sick.

Very sick?

She has pneumonia. Will you come and see her?

- My dear Marina... - Delfina.

Maria...

- Are you still here? - Antonio...

No, Darling. It's useless crying now.

I feel terrible.

Do you understand how much pain you've caused, leaving like that?

I don't say this for me, because you know my feelings for you.

But for Marina... even now she calls for you, wants you, just you.

Why did you leave like that, without a word, without saying goodbye to her.

The doctor says that only a miracle will save her now.

So pray, pray for a miracle.

Antonio...

Come in!

Mr. Giacomo, you have a visitor. There's a young lady to see you.

- The new teacher? - No, she's not from around here.

Show her in.

Please, come in.

Please.

May I ask what I can do for you?

- Did the teacher send you? - No one sent me.

I came here on the coach.

- I couldn't find the place. - I see, and so?

Well?

I've traveled such a long way, I live in Torino.

I confess that I've never thought of coming here.

I decided on the spur of the moment.

But... who are you?

I came to see you, and to tell you something.

My name is Delfina.

Take your hat off.

Come here, come closer.

I called for you so many times, why didn't you ever answer?

I couldn't love you, you hurt my mother and father so much.

It has been our cross to bear...

your father took away our only child.

They loved each other so much, until the very end.

- Is this mother? - Yes.

- She was 18 years old. - I don't remember her.

All I have is a small, faded photograph of her.

Father was very kind, too.

Come in!

- What is it? - May I prepare lunch, Sir?

- Of course, go ahead. - Will the young lady be staying?

Certainly, what kind of question is that? Go on!

- You weren't thinking of leaving... - I came to stay, if you'll have me.

- Delfina. - Grandfather.

Grandfather, look. I think it's almost finished.

Excellent! We still have these sheep to arrange, too.

We'll put on a nice party for the schoolchildren, you'll see!

Every year they make me listen to this choir that is always the same!

They come here, take their present, eat Sophia's cake an go home happy!

That's it, these go here. The sheep go next to the shepherds.

- I think it's just about finished. - Don't forget about the shepherds.

- You haven't seen the pretty sheep. - Let me see them.

Here, look.

Then there are the wise men, the donkey, the ox, the star...

- Let me see, Father. - Come in!

You may go.

- Where are the wise men, Father? - Hold on, let me read this letter.

Okay, father.

NOW THAT YOU APPEAR TO FINALLY UNDERSTAND DELFINA'S SACRIFICE...

I CAN TELL YOU THAT SHE CAN CURRENTLY BE FOUND AT...

HER GRANDFATHER'S HOUSE. IT SEEMS SHE HAS FOUND PEACE...

Well done, well done.

The presents come later. In the other room, Sophia has made a cake for you.

- Say thank you to Mr. Renier. - Thank you!

Go and have some cake, then you can come back...

And you, don't you want your Christmas present?

No...

Come with me.

Wait there.

This belongs to you. Your poor mother couldn't wear it, but you can.

- Grandfather, I... - Go on...

- You can wear it when you get married. - Perhaps I'll never get married.

Such a thing to say, my child.

Come and have a look in the mirror.

Look how well it suits you.

- Mr. Giacomo, there's a gentleman. - A gentleman?

- Who is it? - I don't know, he wishes to speak to you.

I'll be right there.

- Excuse me a moment. - Go ahead.

- Good day, Sir. - Good day. You are?

- Antonio Ravaldo. - I thought as much.

- Delfina has told you about me? - Yes, she's told me everything.

Perhaps not everything, Delfina doesn't know how I've suffered.

I have been very harsh and unfair to her.

I understand. Well, if there's one thing Delfina is guilty of...

its considering the feelings of others before her own.

I know, now I know her kindness.

We are all to blame, really.

Very true.

We must gain her forgiveness.

I too am guilty of doing her wrong, not a nice confession for a grandfather.

Though, I have the consolation of knowing that Delfina has found peace here.

Why disturb that now?

My daughter needs her, and as more than just a mother.

I know... Well, Delfina will decide.

However much I'd like to have her here with me, I won't stand in her way.

But I'd suggest not rushing her, give her the time to think it over.

Everything that has happened to her has been so sudden and violent...

all she needs is loving care, and some time for herself.

You are right, I shall wait. May I see her?

I won't tell her anything that might upset her.

Very well, I'll call her.

Marina needs you. She does nothing but talk about you, ask for you.

- Please... - I won't say anymore.

Once you've found peace, I'm sure you will decide.

Just know that I'm waiting for you, with the certainty that you'll come.

- Tell Marina... - What?

Kiss her, over and over.