All language subtitles for Il Cilindro Di Mario Salieri 5-C

Thank you.

Ecco qua, bello caldo, caldo, zuccherato
e girato. Diatelo bene.

Grazie a te, Rosa.

Ci voleva proprio un bel caffè.

Serenè, ma tu hai capito che tragedia? L
'uomo sta risparato.

Sono quattro mesi che cerca la moglie
tutti i tanti giorni. E' girato mezza

navola, ma la casa del vecchio non la
riesce a trovare in nessuna maniera.

Per fortuna che si ricorda il cognome,
così chiede qualche informazione nei

negozi, nei palazzi.

Ecco qua, vedi? Me lo sono fatto
scrivere pure da Don Beppino.

A ti, decimo.

Eh, bravo.

Attilio De Simone, I remember it very
well.

When the old man signed the last
assignment, his voice was heard twice in

of everyone.

I am Attilio De Simone, and I am a man
of honor.

And a man of honor.

So, in the third floor of the palace,
there lives a lady who works in the

community. I have been brave for the
past month, and I asked for information

the residence of the old man. She was
kind, but she wrote my name and told me.

Tomorrow I'll let you know, life, death
and mirage, about this Attilio De

Simone. Look, that one was really kind,
eh? These are reserved information. If

someone notices it, that one will be
closed off.

I know, I know, but luckily in the
palace everything is going well.

And believe me, Serenè would do anything
for me.

However, the day after he came to the
brothel and told me that between Naples

and Provincio there are two Attilio De
Simone.

One who is from Casalvomere, 26 years
old, and another who was born in Torre

Greco, in the same town, and therefore
three years old.

Do you understand?

But which things are two?

Either the old man lives in another
city, or that Don Peppino doesn't

his last name.

No Rosa, the last name is just that.

I can't make a mistake, I guarantee it.
I have it right here, stamped inside my

head.

But tell me one thing, but Don Peppino
still lives in the Basso di Russo. But

when?

That, two days after Luca Caina.

Don Gennaro, on the roof, gave it to us
and said...

Repino, se volete rimanere qua, o vostra
moglie torna subito, o mi dovete pagare

40 .000 lire al mese d 'affitto
anticipato. E quel povero Cristo che

fare? La moglie non si trovava di
nessuna maniera. Soldi non ci fosse,

bagagli e se niente.

Una settimana dopo, donna Maria aveva
affittato già la stanza a due di Roma, e

stanno facendo ancora in Gesù loro.

Gesù, Gesù, e adesso dove vive?

Don't tell me! When he was kicked out,
he came straight to my house to ask for

proper accommodation and a roof to sleep
on. What could I do?

Here the house is already small and we
are three of us.

Fortunately, my sister's husband found a
kind of Scandinavian property in your

friend's house and moved there.

Look, look.

He risked going to end up in the middle
of a trap.

Yes, but in a few days he must also
leave from there. The owner was clear

would have granted the Scandinavian only
for four months.

Because later a nephew from Cosenza came
who had to stay there.

Now four months have passed and Don
Peppino in a few days will be there.

My God!

And how does this poor Christian do
without a roof?

Excuse me, but he can't get you a job,
an occupation?

But who are you to tell me that he was
almost 60 years old and he didn't even

play? He asked everywhere, huh? As a
waiter, barman, parking lot.

But when they see him, they all say the
same thing.

Arrivederci! We'll let you know!

But how do you do it in the town hall?

You have found a place to sleep, but to
eat, to dress.

And this is another plague.

Serene, here they don't even have eyes
to cry, but they already have a taro on

their shoulders.

Once a week I wash the clothes, every
day I get a hot dish to the house, but

little stuff, a little pasta and beans,
pasta and lentils, a fry of maccheroni.

Of these times, meat and fish, but who
can afford it?

Rosa, you know what you're doing.

Don Peppino only has to kiss your hands
for your generosity.

What was I supposed to do?

When I cook for us, I put some pasta on
top and I make a dish for him too.

I have to tell you the truth, even my
sister's husband is doing four for this

poor bastard.

A low chain problem.

Every day he has to make a hot dish at
home. He says he's afraid to make him

walk only on the street.

But he's right.

I mean, he's blind, what does he want?
He's going to do a whole mother.

The problem is one serenade.

We're not made to live on this earth.
We're too good.

You're right, Rosa.

You can't run away. I have to prepare
lunch for my mother, or she won't eat in

time. I took some cod and I prepared it
with two tomatoes, olives and capers. So

it was the cod that smelled like this?

Rosa, what did you think I was?

What can I do? I smelled a stink, a
stomach smell, but I was ashamed to tell

you.

Let's go to the door.

Let's go.

Permesso.

Buongiorno, un po' più.

Avete dormito bene?

Eh, vasqua, dormito bene.

Già, dormire è una parola grossa.

Siediti, siediti.

Grazie.

Mi devi credere. Da quando uso di
ragione non mi ricordo mai un mese di

così caldo.

E che schifezza è questa? Ma che stiamo
in Africa?

Do you see that window?

I always keep it open, day and night.

Otherwise, in this Scandinavia, it's not
enough to breathe, you can't breathe.

You're right.

Leave it open, it's cooler.

Of course.

The problem, you know what it is? This
street out here is very trafficked.

Cars pass at any hour of the day and
night.

And then there's the noise, the noise of
the cars, the noise of the cars.

And we don't want to put the mushrooms
in them. Come here.

The mushrooms hate me.

As soon as I get distracted for a
moment, they jump and they come to suck

little blood that I have left.

In short, here you don't close your
eyes.

I'm sorry, Papino, but this is what I
found.

By the way, today is the 27th.

You had to go for the 30th.

The parties with my friend were clear.

I don't remember, in your opinion.

It's the beginning of the month that I'm
doing the math backwards.

And what can I tell you?

I mean... I go to sleep in public
gardens, at least I don't suffer the

Don't say that.

You can give us a little money and you
can rent an apartment.

But you looked at me well.

I'm old, half blind, but who wants to
catch me?

Ormai sono pronto per il cimitero.

Eppure là c 'è una cosa esorda, perché
sennò una sepoltura dignitosa non si

trova.

E che diavolo, un bappino. E metteteci
un poco di ottimismo da parte vostra, ma

belle.

Guardate qua.

Vi ho portato una frittata di maccheroni
cucinata dalla sorella di mia moglie

stamattina. E ancora dirvi da... E qua
io non so come ringraziarti. Se non ci

fosse stato tu e donna Rosaria...

I don't know what end I would have made.

Don't say that, Provi, or we'll end up
together.

Now let me go, it's late.

By the way, I was forgetting the most
important thing.

Look here, look at this photograph,
don't you understand?

Look, in case this is not the man you
were looking for.

But it's really him. And he told me,
where did you get this?

This morning I was drinking coffee at
Bar Vigile and I was reading the

newspaper. You know, the ones they put
on the tables, available to the

customers. I read only the Chronicle of
Naples, because honestly, I don't care

about what happens in Italy.

At a certain point I read Attile de
Simone.

I read it, it's written here.

Attile de Simone, I said.

But I, I already heard this name.

Only I didn't remember who told me.

Then, all of a sudden, I remembered that
you had pronounced it a hundred times.

So, in order not to buy the newspaper,
which today costs 50 lire, it would have

been a shame, without showing me to
anyone, I tore the sheet and put it in

pocket. Here it is, read it, don't be
afraid, read it.

But what is there to read, Pasquale? I
can't see it.

Read it, make yourself comfortable.
Well, I'll read it.

The week after, a man of the apparent
age of 70 was recovered at the

hospital in Naples, hit by a heart
attack while he was drinking a coffee at

Bar Gambrinus in Via Chiaia.

The police officers of the hospital ward
came back with a identity card in

his wallet named Attilio De Simone.

After the certifications of Rito, who
tried to trace the relatives of the

victim, it was revealed that the
document in the possession of the man

false. And immediately the
investigations were launched to identify

identity. Even the document was fake.

You can't believe it. Go on, go on. Only
yesterday, after a week of waiting and

scrupulous investigative activity, the
inquirers spread the clamorous news in a

press conference.

The elderly gentleman, recovered at
Pellegrini Hospital with the false name

Attilio De Simone, is none other than
Attilio Speranza.

An old knowledge of the forces of order
considered one of the most famous

fraudsters of all time.

In activity in Naples, between the end
of the 20s and the beginning of the 40s,

Attila Speranza was the object of
hundreds of denunciations for fraud and

exploitation of prostitution, soon
becoming one of the most sought -after

criminals of the campaign.

Class of 1893, he was awarded the Cross
for the Merit of War for having fought

honorably and having been seriously
wounded on the front of Isontino in the

course of the First World War.

At the end of the Great War, he moved to
Belgium, where he worked for several

years as a miner.

Until his final return to Italy in 1924,
when he married a woman

by the name of Charleroi, named Sarah
Claes, who followed him from Tremblayour

to Naples.

Excuse me for the accent, but I have
little practice with English.

In French, go here.

In French, not in English.

In Belgium, they speak French.

In 1940,

just as justice was about to make its
course and assure the fraudster of the

Galerian Fathers, the outbreak of the
Second World War, from which Attilio

Speranza, then exonerated for inability
to serve in the military, became a

precious ally of the man who dedicated
himself to a long latency, ended only

yesterday. Dove Attilio Speranza abbia
trascorso questi anni e di cosa si sia

occupato al momento non è dato sapere,
ma la clamorosa notizia è che tutti i

reati da lui commessi prima della guerra
sono oggi prescritti e che l 'uomo è

solo indagato a piede libero per
detenzione e utilizzo di documenti

Questo è uno dei tanti paradossi del
nostro paese in cui povera gente è

condannata per aver rubato una mela e
criminali ingalliti restano impuniti.

In this country, if you have to leave
thieves, it's convenient.

Go on, go on. The health conditions that
the health workers of the Pellegrini

Hospital define as very critical, make
it possible that Attilio Speranza's

journey to the ground is about to end,
leaving unresolved many mysteries that

will never have an answer.

And why did you stop, Pasquale?
Continue.

It's over, don't stop.

It's over. What more do I have to read?

And when it's over, I'll give you a
point.

Because if not, it seems that the speech
continues. Do you understand? I'll give

you a point.

Eh, don't get angry. Next time I'll give
you a point.

By the way, though, since you know who
it is now, you can go and denounce him.

But what denunciation, Pasquale? Who do
I denounce?

That one is more there than here.

But I want to take away a satisfaction.

Tomorrow morning I'm going to the
hospital and I want to look him in the

And I want to see if Rosa is in his
head.

Please, Don Peppino, if you meet your
wife in the hospital, don't be silly.

Look, today at Pastano there's nothing
left.

There's nothing left.

Pasqua, do me a favor, maybe they'll
give you a rose, they have to wash it.

Excuse me, Don Peppino, you can't bring
them.

Who's this Fetana?

Fetana? It's a bit of sweat, Fetana.
Come on, Pasqua, take it.

I'll be

back

in

a few hours.

Go now.

Your husband will be back soon.

And you know that if he doesn't find
you, he'll start the interrogation. And

tell him that I'm with me.

Ah, okay.

But who do you want to fuck?

Surely you have to see Danielone.

No, between me and Danielone it's all
over.

Then, she's no longer in Naples.

Ah, yes? Did you go on vacation to New
York?

No, she moved to Torino from her uncle.

She's afraid that Don Antonio's husband
is going to hurt her.

And who is Don Antonio's husband?

When you told me that you were going to
kiss Danielone, you didn't go to him.

And I said everything.

But you're a fool!

Antonietta's husband is a bastard!

Who is he to cheat on her? Better this
way. That bitch has to pay for it.

And then I wanted to tell you, there's
someone else I'm interested in. And who

is it? Let me see.

Oh my God, what happened to this woman?

Help me!

I can't

call you.

But there's this document that you like.

I'm going to read it to you later.

Thank you.

Buongiorno, chi si demma non bopina?

Mamma mia, come fetana.

Meno male che sta storia sta per finire.

Ho sento una notizia.

E di?

Ho trovato il vecchio di Don Beppino.

Ma tu che stai dicendo? E come l 'hai
trovato?

Ecco, sta scritto qua, leggi.

Ma ce l 'ha detta Don Beppino?

E certo, l 'ho lasciata proprio a terra.

Concetta sta rinda?

No, è andata a metta.

Torna tra un po'. A metta? Eh.

Vabbè, io mi lascio qua un po' che sto
tutto surato.

Tu leggi, che dopo ti spiego quello che
mi ha detto Don Beppino.

Bye -bye.

I can't believe it.

Then I'm going to get old.

Have you read it?

But don Peppino, how did you get it?
Hey, how did you get it?

He said he wants to go to the hospital
tomorrow to see if he can find his wife.

Let's hope he doesn't do anything
stupid.

Oh, Jesus, but it's not better for us.
Who is the real woman?

Who is it?

Rosa, we have done our job.

We already have a few problems.

But now we put you in the middle of Don
Peppino.

And now get out.

I'll be in Bangalore in a minute. I want
to have a good life.

53 old people, 73 hospitals and 17
homeless people. Come on, come on. We'll

through this bad year.

This way we'll get through it.

I want to stay here.

We'll be right back.

And then?

Do you want to explain what you did with
that guy?

Nothing. Nothing.

We didn't do anything.

If you liked it, you did it with that
guy in the middle.

And now, what you did here, you do it
with me.

Do you understand?

Let it go before it comes back.

The Frenchman who sold the other time is
the son of the old man who is looking

for Don Peppino. Look at me.

Look at this fool.

Bye.

Hmm. Hmm.

Oh.