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RURAL HONOR

According to the novel by Giovanni Verga.

Roles are played by:

Santuzza - Iza Pola.

Alfio - Carlo Ninki

Lola - Doris Duranty.

Turrida - Leonardo Cortese.

Nuncio - Bella Starache Sainathi

Brazil - Luigi Almirante.

Bammule - Carlo Romano.

Operator: Masimo Terzano.

Director: Amleto Palermi.

Oh, thank God, I'm first.

Two, four, six, eight... and ten.

For the good of Saint Vincenzo, make alms.

For the sake of Saint Vincenzo...

Earlier I had to wake me up! Before!

And here I am, Brazil. A little late.

If Saint Vincenzo began to wait for you, he would have got into a puddle.

We agreed at 10, and at 10 there was only me. - I'm ready. Where do we start?

"Er, yes, you've already collected!" "I put them here."

If people do not hear the tinkling... no one will put first.

- Great idea! I'll do it, too. - You are right, well done.

Enough, enough.

Now I will show you how this is done. You are the first time, I think.

"I'm new to the brotherhood." "Now I'll teach you." It's not your beards to shave!

For the sake of Saint Vincenzo...

make alms.

For the sake of Saint Vincenzo...

make alms.

Make alms!

Thank you, coma. Thank you.

Have you seen how this is done? "Is that

what you want?" - Yes, that's what you need!

For the mercy of Saint Vincenzo, make alms.

For the sake of Saint Vincenzo...

make alms.

"Signora Nuncia!" "For the sake of Saint Vincenzo, please..."

"Ah, Uncle Brazil!" - Good day and happy holiday! Today a lot of work, yes?

"No more than once." "For the love of Saint Vincenzo, make alms."

I realized! "Be lenient towards him, he's a rookie."

By the way, about recruits, however, that your son is coming today the morning train?

- Because I do not want to miss the cross. - Well, how can I?

"For the love of Saint Vincenzo..." "I understand," I said!

He will come by train to Lycodia, take a cab to Malpasso,

and we will wait for him at the crossroads.

"For the love of Saint Vincenzo..." Okay!

- So they do not. - And how do they do it? "Hold it."

Have agreed. I'll take the wagon and in an hour I'm here. - Okay.

"What is it, I asked, and she gave you?" Cash is still the same!

"Now I'll go there." I also. No, everyone has their own way.

I have already taught you how to do this.

I'm here, and you go there. Good luck.

For the sake of... For mercy... "Well, why shout like that?"

For the mercy of Saint Vincenzo, make alms.

Signora! For the mercy of Saint Vincenzo... make alms.

For the sake of Saint Vincenzo...

make alms.

"Ah, Signora Lola, good afternoon." "Good afternoon, Signor Brazil!"

Today is a great holiday. You preen and do the right thing.

"And your husband?" "He's busy with his wagon." You know how he is so eager.

He says that he has the most beautiful wagon

in Sicily, when it is festively decorated.

"It's without contempt for anyone." "And he's right."

Even on me it produces impression. Yes, we can not vie with the godfather Alfio.

"And you will not make alms, Signora Lola? Why not? Give it, Aunt Carmina. Now.

Here. "There you have it, a new silver lira."

What a mercy! Saint Vincenzo will thank you for it. I bow, Aunt Carmina.

"I kiss the handles, Signora Lola." "Good-bye, Uncle Brazil." - Goodbye.

For the sake of Saint Vincenzo...

Let's hurry, Lola. Do you want Alfio to find you here in this form?

"Am I to blame?" This you must hurry. "Go into the room, it's more convenient there."

- Come on, what kind of angelic patience! - Oh, all right!

Uff... with these holidays!

Ay! Yes, do not you jerk like that! "You are so gentle!" I'm already so cautious...

"You're nervous today." Not nervous at all.

I would like to know what you are missing.

It's really true that you are always unhappy with something.

You have a nice house, beautiful dresses, they were not even seen in these parts,

and a husband who treats you like a queen.

And my aunt, who only does that she reads me notations.

This is not a notation, I can see everything perfectly.

Ah well? And what do you see?

Today, the village returns bersalier. "What bersalier?"

Ah, innocent poor thing, as if you do not know! Son of Signor Nuncio.

"Who, Turrida Macka?" Yes. And what do I care?

If he were not indifferent to me, I would not have married Alfio.

Lola! Lola!

That's fine, Alfio. Really great.

- Beauty! - Splendor!

"Orlando and Angelica are driving through the camp of the African emperor."

"Duel Ornaldo and Rinaldo." Here it is, Rinaldo.

"Bradamante throws the tied Brunello".

"Death to Almonte." "Orlando kills the speaking Sphinx."

Come on, guys, back.

Lola! Aunt Carmina!

I'm here, almost ready. That's it, what a swagger!

"Great, kum, Alfio." - It really will be the most beautiful wagon.

Rest assured! We will make an impression, only let's speed up.

One minute.

"How could I tell you?" "The Queen, really."

Hey, Bayardo! Stop!

Signora Nuncio! Signora Nuncio, are you ready?

Let's speed up! The road is long, but we only have an hour.

"Holy Cross, I've been waiting for you!" Let's go.

"Please, everything, as I told you!" Let's go. "And then, listen..."

Signora Nuncio! It's useless!

Here, here. Crawl, climb! It's easy to say...

Somebody has to help me.

- Bombolo! - Yes? "Bring me a chair." - Now. With permission.

Do not be afraid, I'm always there.

"Come on, Signora Nuncia." - It's bolder. "Come on, Signora Nuncia." Let's.

"Need to pick it up?" Eh... We can not cope.

Bastiano! Come here.

It's bolder. - Go upstairs! "Quickly, it's too late!" - I know.

- Quiet! - Are you ready? - Pick it up!

- Pick it up! - Come on! - Ay!

I'm here!

"Are you feeling well there?" Good. What are you going to do?

"See you in the church?" "We'll be there." Ah well?

We'll go, take the Qum Turidu and immediately come there.

As soon as you see Turrida, kiss him from me. "Hurry, Uncle Brazil."

Farewell, Signora Nuncia.

- Well, here we are. - And we are not late? - No, more than that was missing!

- Are you worried, yes? - Still would.

- Here he is! - Tourids! - Mama!

- Mom! - Now a tear! - No! Then we'll drag you back 2 hours.

I'll go myself. Himself.

"My suitcase, quickly." Ah, Uncle Brazil! Tourids!

Take it, please. That one.

He asks for a suitcase... Okay, give me the suitcase.

- Mama! - Tourids!

Turrida! Turrida, darling! Turrida!

Mama! Tourids! "Mommy, my dear!"

"Let's go, let's go." Come on, it's too late. "Yes, Uncle Brazil, let's go!"

Bayardo, come on!

"Let me look at you." You've lost some

weight. Yes, I began to weigh twice as much.

Well, in that case, when you left, you did not exist at all.

And you are red-hot. "It's after two nights spent on the train."

That's when I rest...

- Like a pink bud. - You can confirm! - I believe! - Bayardo!

- Hello, kum Turrida! - Hello!

Mom, where are all these people going? "Today

is St. Vincenzo's day, they go to church."

"We'll go too." - Okay.

"Welcome back, Kum Turrid." Thank you! Greetings, Calogero.

I wish you health!

- Touridu, greetings to you! - Hi! - Hi!

Hello, Uncle Brazil. Hello, Signora Nuncio. Hello! Hi.

"Who is this bersalier?" - What? And it must be the son of Signor Nuncia.

He served? - How do I know? If he's here, then he's served.

"Is not that Cuma Lola?" - Yes. And who is she with? With my husband.

She is married. You did not know? "She married well, and she deserved it."

There is no shortage of money in Alfio's kuma. Have you seen his wagon?

"Marriage of convenience!" She now has more gold than Madonna. - By calculation...

"You can not spoil the house with money." Right, Signora Nuncia? - I believe, yes.

- Everyone thinks in his own way. - Santuzza! Santuzza! - I'm here.

What time is it now? "Almost nine, but we'll be in time."

You are so Beautiful! This is the dress of the late mother, huh?

"Well, he did it well, did not he?" Good very good.

"You'll see, this time Saint Vincenzo will help us." - I hope so. My poor legs!

"And yet, Uncle Brazil is still not there." "I'm going to hurry him."

"Tell him to hurry." Of course.

- Tourids! - Bombolo!

"The robber!" You have not written to me

anymore. - Turrida, how are you? - How are you?

"Santo!" How are you? Welcome back.

Turrida! Let me look at you!

"But how come you were not given even a corporal?" "I almost did not finish it."

"Where's Brazil's uncle?" "Are not you Santuzza?" - Yes it's me.

You have grown up, I would not have recognized you.

"Welcome back, Kum Turrid." "How is your father, Cola's farmer?"

By the will of God, he can not walk. We want to take him to the church.

Only Saint Vincenzo can to create a miracle.

Therefore, you need Uncle Brazil? Yes.

"Uncle Brazil?" I'm here! Oh! Sorry.

Uncle Brazil, Daddy's waiting. You are ready? And then we will not be in time.

I'm always ready. Come, sir Santa.

Look, when I get back from the church, so it's all right.

Wine in glasses and tables are covered. Do you understand?

People are impatient and host like at home. "All right, Signora Nuncia."

Tourids! Turrida! - Mama! Excuse me, one minute, okay? - Go on!

- I'm here. - Ah, well done, come here, eat a salad.

I'm hungry! From the road, you see... "All the better, the better."

Tell me, mother... When did Lola get married?

A! I remembered Lola...

She married a carnival. At least, so it seems to me.

The date was chosen... Maslenitsa.

And this despite the fact that she swore to

me. "That water has leaked." Do not you care?

Drink! "I do not care, I've known a lot of girls on the continent!"

"A hundred thousand times better!" Well then...

But... It's done.

The past is the past, you no longer have to think about it. - You're right.

We need to hurry, I would like to get to church on time.

Maybe faster on the wagon?

No, I vowed to St. Vincenzo to walk.

"Look, what seeds!" Sweets. Sweets and bagels!

Take it, take it. Look, what seeds! Sweets and bagels!

Your cart today was gorgeous! - But of course, not like yours, cousin Alfio.

"Maybe we'll have a glass of wine in honor of Saint Vincenzo." - Why not?

"Then we'll talk about business." - Are you

talking about business on the holiday? - Eh...

I'm sorry, but before Wednesday I can not take it, I have other obligations.

"Wednesday is too late." - The case does not stand. "Ah, because of three days!"

"You can not talk to me." - It's not about three days, but about what we promised.

Okay, now let's have a drink. Signora Nuncio!

While you are here with friends, I'll go with Aunt

Carmina I'll look for benches and buy sweets.

"Do not go too far." "I'll be in the square."

Signora Nuncia, bring good wine.

- To turridu, look, what a trick. - Beautiful. Uh... - True, beautiful.

How much does this doll cost? "It's not a

doll, it's St. Calorio." There are 12 soledi.

You can say so, from Francophonet, that such I do not like orders.

"Not because I do not trust you, you must understand me." - I understand completely.

Or in my opinion, or in any way. And know that I do not like talking much.

And this little doll?

This is not a chrysalis, but St. Calorio, and

I will not sell it to you even for 100 lire.

Get out, get out!

Come on, you must, how touchy. "But he says it's not a doll."

- Come on! - No, I want to argue. - Get out! Get out! - It's a doll.

- You yourself are dolls! - This is a doll!

"Hey, look, there are dolls here, too." Eh! Why not?

- Lace, embroidery, braid and ribbons! - This is a poor quality product.

Lace, embroidery, yarn and thread!

Welcome back, kum Turrida. Can I welcome you?

What a meeting, Signora Lola. You do not know! You look like a queen.

What a lady's saint you have become.

Who knows with how many girls you were courting while you were a soldier.

It is immediately evident that you have

experience. "Lola, what kind of talk is this?"

Well, what women, if in my thoughts I'm always here, in my village.

Ah, men, who will believe them?

Rather, women who swear a thousand times,

and then, when the poor man leaves for a long time, thinking only of one thing,

he suddenly reported a suicidal news: "You know, a certain one got married."

Marriages are made in heaven. That was the will of God.

- For some women God's will is what they do

themselves. - Lola, come on, we have business.

"With God, Aunt Carmina." Good-bye, Lola. Goodbye. Goodbye.

You, I see, have learned to manage with women on the continent. "Oh, my dear..."

How did it strike you? To talk to the Quran Turrid? And if you saw Alfio?

Just a few words... Whoever does not do evil, and there's nothing to be afraid of.

Oh, merciful Madonna, pray for us. Go, go!

Come on!

Hello honest company.

"And, com Turrid, have you decided to take a

walk?" - I breathe air, for lack of the best.

Look, do not overdo it.

"Look, Santa, the cousin Turrid." "Have you decided to hunt for grasshoppers?"

Or for someone else. He imagines that he is still on the continent.

If you take off his bow, it will be like everyone else.

- Oh, the water! - How you want to drink!

To me a little.

And me too.

And now to me.

"Will not you give me a sip?" Drink yourself, who does not give you.

Why do you refuse to drink me in the throat of water?

And if I died of thirst, would not you be ashamed?

"Ah, did you decide to entertain yourself?" It's

me who was having fun, not here. We know that.

And tell me the truth. What kind of women are there?

What kind? Who knows? They are smiling. "Do not we know how to smile?"

Yes, but they smile differently... more often.

That's how I do not like.

"It's laughter, and you laugh at me." Do not you care that I'm laughing?

I would not say that I do not care. "To whom?" You?

To anyone who runs after all skirts and

wherever he goes, leaves a trace, like a snail.

Why do not you want to understand me?

Sing your serenades to anyone, you do not know how to do anything else.

Again for the old. And we have to listen to this.

We sit here like two mummies, and we can not say anything to this fool.

And we can not throw anything on his head, as he deserves.

He does it on purpose, but I, imagine, I do not even listen to him.

He also took advantage of this, because he knows

that there are no men in the house right now.

If there was your husband here, he would have shown him serenades.

Here's a bug! Here's a bug! It ends up by bringing together all the neighbors.

As soon as I see him face to face, I know that I will tell him.

Well done, after that, because of you, the whole district will talk about us.

Suppose that Alfio unexpectedly returns,

or some friend of his, and when he meets he whispers in his ear,

can you imagine what will happen?

Good afternoon, Mom.

Mama! Good afternoon.

(grumbling) Good afternoon...

Mama! I told you "good day."

- And I answered. "Is that the answer?" You told me: (grumbling) "Good day."

What's wrong with you? "Do you know what time it is?"

"What time is it?" - Nine. Do not you think that at this time people get up?

Oh, just once. - If only one. You will not tell me where you are going at night?

I go for a walk with my friends a couple of hours, chat, joke, sing...

Yes, to annoy...

"Turrido, take care that you do." "But I'm not doing anything wrong." You think so.

"I thought you calmed down." "Have not I calmed down?" - No!

And than...

"Then what?" "And then, it's time for you to understand yourself."

You have served, but do not say what you think to do next.

I understand that here, in the tavern, there is no work for you,

but you can not spend all your life playing with your friends and singing serenades.

And who says that I do not think about it? On

the contrary, I wanted to talk about this.

"I have already spoken to the farmer, Cola." "Father Santuzzi?" - Yes.

He needs someone who would follow his affairs, deal with them.

"And what did he tell you?" "He promised me." He said to come this morning.

"Ah, I thank you, Lord!" "And I will take up work with pleasure."

I'll be up early in the morning, before you. Enough already to go with such a face.

Mom... My dear mummy, look at me.

Yes, you know that I love you very much, do not you?

A? What's with you, your eyes shone?

No, why would it? "Well, no, I'll wipe it out for you."

- Touridu... My Turidu. - Mama...

"So, coma, what kind of wind did you bring?" "I'm here on the wheat issue."

This year we have problems. "You say that on purpose to cry."

And as always, raise the price. "I'll go, put

it in the oven, it's time." "Go, my dear."

With God.

This year, less than six and a half tariffs for 45 kg, we will not get along.

Can? "Ah, com Turrid!" Come in.

"Do you take out the coal?" Yes, I'm cooking the stove.

"Now I will help you." Thank you.

Here's how it's done.

You can see that you are used to joking with fire.

What do you mean? "Eh... You do not know."

Who does not sing about love, he sings of

hatred. "Ah, are you talking about serenade?"

Yes, yes, to annoy.

Do you think you can not hear? Spend your nights

in our places and under the famous windows...

You are mistaken, Santa. Look at me.

Well? Look. "And if I came here because of

you?" - Because of me? - Yes, because of you.

Why do not you go and tell Signor Lola about this?

Signora Lola is married to the crowned king.

"Yes, and I do not deserve crowned kings." "What are you talking about!"

So you do not want to buy. And if you wait, wheat can rise in price.

And I'm not in a hurry, the price may go down.

You know, as the ancients used to say: "Who was

the first to arrive, that and the profit."

Today there are six tariffs, and tomorrow maybe eight and even ten.

Not one you sell, I'll go to Giovanni Ingressia.

That's good! Go! - Let's agree, 5 tariffs. Here is the deposit.

Thank you, today I already had breakfast, dear Don

Bastiano, we will not talk about it any more.

Five and a half tariffs! I'll die, but I will not give it anymore!

"And I, too, will die, but I will not yield to the chentzimo." - Here's a stubborn!

If I had not done such a path under the sun!

Six tariffs. As you wish. "May God's will be done!"

- Deposit. - Here's a deposit.

"Here's the last one." Here we are.

"Luckily, because you just learned to chat on the continent." - Shout...

If you only knew! Believe me, you alone are worth hundreds such as Lola.

May everyone know that I would not have looked at Lola when you are here.

Signora Lola is not worthy even to tie shoelaces on your shoes.

Fox, unable to get to the grapes...

Said: "How good you are, my berry!"

"Kum Turrid, take your hands off!" "Are you afraid that I'll eat you?"

I'm afraid? I'm not afraid of you or anyone else.

Your mother is from Lycodia, everyone knows this. Gunsmithing is in your blood.

"That's how I would eat you all." Well, eat, just do not choke.

- You have a mouth like a fish! - Oh, that's enough, leave!

If you do not leave, I will expel you, and you will not enter it again.

What do I have to do to make you understand me?

"The real ones?" - These. "Then on Monday I'll send my son with sacks."

- Okay. Good-bye, kum. - Goodbye.

"As always, your father insisted." Oh, yes!

"And you are one of those who always suffer

losses." "How true, my God, I suffer losses."

"Now go away, comrade Turrida." "I came to talk to your father."

Oh my God! Santa! Santa!

"I'm here, I'm coming." What is it, Father? Money crumbled. Now I will assemble.

- There, there, I will not reach. - Yes.

"Baked bread?" - Yes. - You were talking, who was it? - Kum Turrida.

"Ah, I've been waiting for him, yes." He left? - I think yes.

- Good afternoon, farmer Cola, I'm here. - Good afternoon. I thought you left.

I?! Why did it happen? "Hold it." "No, take it and put it all in the dresser."

"Did you speak with your mother?" Yes.

"Is she pleased?" "Well, why should not she be pleased?"

Here you go. Now take me out into the air. Good. I'll help you.

"And please, close it up." Yes.

Kum Alfio changed the nail, and everything is

in order. Where are you driving this horse?

"Into this damn canyon Passo Luparo." A couple of minutes and you're there.

"What a life you have!" "Cabbies are born."

I know, I know, but all the time out of the house...

"You have a young wife, Alfio." And what from this?

My wife knows that I always do things my own way.

And that I feel my heart in my wife and everyone else.

And where does this come from? Everyone knows this. No, I said so...

"In other words, your wife is beautiful, and

it's not good to be so far..." "Oh, yes."

"Good afternoon, Signora Lola." - Good afternoon. "And you have a good day."

"How are you, Cola Farmer?" "Ah, with God's mercy."

"And are you going to eat Alfio's kum?" "Yes, he must go."

- Say hello from me. - As you say. Goodbye.

"Good-bye, Kum Turrida." Goodbye.

"There you are, thank you." "Always at your service, Alfio."

"Signora Lola, I kiss you." Something delicious

you carry? Stop! This is for my husband.

"What did you cook?" - Fresh cheese and stuffed eggplants. - I want to eat!

Lick your fingers, I'll eat it in the evening, I still have to go all night.

Come on, it's late.

"I'll go for the water while you're talking." - Yes darling.

Well, shall we agree, Turrida?

"I hope I'll be back on Saturday." "You're not sure?" - I hope.

- Have a good trip. - Goodbye.

"Kuma Santa, always on business, right?" "If I do not take care of the house..."

"You are a wonderful daughter." - It's my duty. - Yes,

but it is clear that from the bottom of my heart.

Yes, after the misfortune with my father...

Everything will change, Santa's sweetheart, when you get married.

And who cares about us? "I heard talk..." "Whose?" - So, the people.

People say a lot, it's better not to listen to them.

"Then accept it as a wish." Thank you. Do not mention it.

"Well done Santa, give me some fresh water."

I'm thirsty! "I'll get you a glass."

So, to Turrida, first take a look at the

vineyard, suddenly there is something wrong.

Now it's my duty.

Well, it's ready.

When you look at me like that, you seem to me The Immaculate Virgin in Heaven.

"You are committing a sin, Qum Turrid. "You doom my soul to the torments of hell."

Let's hurry, we need to return to the threshing floor.

"Tonight at two I will be under your window." - Are you out of your mind?

Yes. If you do not go out, you drive me crazy. - No, to Turrida!

- Yes, at two. - No! "Please, Santa, be merciful."

"For God's sake, Turrida, speak more quietly." -

What are you afraid of? There's not a soul here.

Give me your hand, I'll squeeze it.

You are beautiful! Because of you, I lost sleep and appetite. "Empty talk."

- I swear. - Empty. - Before God. "Empty talk."

Oh, the Madonna.

And, com Turridu, do old friends no longer say hello?

Hello, Signora Lola.

- Are you in a hurry? - No, why? - It seemed

to me. - I'm going to the farmer Cola.

- I should have guessed. - Nothing to guess, I'm going to work.

"And you seem to have made up your mind."

"I've always been in my mind, Signora Lola."

"Are not you afraid of being seen with me?" I'm afraid? Rather, you.

Well, of course. If I did not call you, you would not even say hello to me.

"Not to disturb you." Just because? And why else?

"I thought you did not want to upset someone." - You are wrong.

You know very well, I do not want to put a knife to my throat.

Then good-bye, kum Turrida.

And if one day you want say hello to me, you know where my home is.

Okay. Have a nice day. Well done, he brought firewood. Go, I can manage myself.

Come on, Ciccio.

Come on.

"Behave yourself well, then I'll take you to the tavern, to Signor Nuncia."

What's wrong, not on time?

Yes, it seems to me.

If you are, then I better go on unloading firewood. Come on, Ciccio.

Wait, stay. Talk to me first.

I saw you. Why did you talk to her?

- With whom? - You know with whom!

"Ah, with Lola." I already can not say hello to her? - No you can not.

Yes, then people would say that I only think about it.

First you greeted her, and then you went together.

I met her by accident, we walked the same road.

- We exchanged a few words. - Next time try to be shorter.

Because everyone knows who she is.

She can be anything she wants, what do we care?

"Tell the truth, are you jealous?" "Leave me alone, I can not even hear you."

Kuma Santa, I have an order for your father. The

seeds he had been waiting for from Nikolosi.

Thank you, cousin Alfio. You can give it to me. Do not you need to pay anything?

"It's nothing, it's nothing." "All the better,

thank you." "What's wrong with you, Cuma Santa?"

What's with her? We talk. "Is this young man taking you out of patience?" - I?

Have fun while you are young. These clouds quickly dissipate.

Okay, great greetings to farmer Cola. If I'm needed, I'm always at his service.

- Goodbye. - Till.

Saw? Everybody knows about us. - And what from

this? What's wrong if we love each other?

Watch out, Turrida, you swore an oath before the Holy Virgin this evening.

Do you think I forgot about this?

I stopped for a while with farmer Cola because of his order and,

Of course, I met the sang Sant and Turrid Mack.

"Now, Alfio, you'll have a nice lunch today." - Lasagne with sauce!

This is my wife took care. "I know how you like them." "I will repay you."

Divisions make life so terrible that the dish with lasagna seems to be a paradise.

"But I made the sauce." - Delicious. "What did Santa Cuma say to you?"

To me? Nothing. What did she have to tell me? She was with Turrid.

- Mmm! Love grievances. - Are they quarreling? - I think yes.

"They started too early." "Now they'll find out." They are nice guys.

"I always said that they need to get married." - Not bad.

"Let's see if she loves him." Why? "Turrid has no position."

And what do you mean by that? I too was on errands.

"And now I have four horses, and soon there will be another." - Do you buy one more?

Yes. To the day of St. John.

Are you on the balcony again? Look after the pot on the fire, I need to go.

I understand, now I'm going. I can not breathe fresh air already?

Breathe, breathe... Watch what is boiling.

- I understood, I said, I'm going now. - Come on, let's go...

"Ah, the Qum Turrid." "Oh, Aunt Carmina, is that you?"

Just look, what a pleasant surprise.

And tell me, did the farmer Kola and Kuma Santa replace the house?

No, as far as I know. Why? "Because I see you

here, and not through 4 houses from here."

Oh, yes, I practiced on a harp.

I want to learn how to play well, like Tanino. For the sake of entertainment...

Entertainment is for you, but not for those who listen. People at this time rest.

- What are you doing? - I? Nothing.

"Kum Turridu, can we go?" "As you wish, Aunt Carmina."

"Have you seen Turrida Mack?" No. No, I have not seen him. Thank you.

Here! ABOUT! Ace! "Wait, there are two more."

- And you do not have? "Only they saw him." - This is called playing and losing.

"I thought it was in the past." "Where there!" So play on the continent?

When you take, you have to put money. I'm asking for money from you for a long time.

"Oh, love!" - Love! You better be an apothecary, and not play cards.

- And you are a hairdresser. - Eh, let's go on, this one is also lost.

"Kum Turrid?" What do you want?

Now I can not, wait a little. "She asked me." - Ugh!

"She said just for a minute." "What's the minute?" I'm playing.

Turrida, do as you please, we'll wait for you.

When you are not, it's even better. Santo will hold your place.

Then excuse me. I'm coming.

You can not play with you, you need to learn.

Where are you going? "I'm on my way to farmer Cola."

- The clouds are gathering... - Peaks!

This is on behalf of the kuma Santa. I do not want to guess, but...

- I take everything. - But what?

"I do not know anything and do not want to know anything." "Kuma Lola?"

Shh! Quiet! I tell you that I do not know anything.

Come on, your move.

And then, no one names names. I do not have worms.

"They're playing a bad game." "Who?" Mayor, apothecary and archpriest.

Oh, to Turrida. "I'm here, what do you need?" What does all this rush mean?

Speak. "Why are you always so irritated?" What did I do to you?

I can not waste time, say what you need?

Last night I waited for you 2 hours.

I could not. "You could tell me about this."

I'm telling you now.

Turrida, do not treat me like that, I do not deserve it.

"Tell me you'll come this evening." Tomorrow. I can not today.

Why can not you? "In an hour I'm leaving for Francophon."

"On the eve of Easter?" On the eve of Easter.

Turrida, you drive me crazy. Do not you understand how I suffer? This is not life.

So much the worse for you, if you got yourself into the head, God knows what.

Can not you see what I'm getting to?

"Signora Lola is more beautiful than I, I know." "And what about Signora Lola?"

"You should not even mention Signor Lola." "Do you see how you are defending her?"

I do not protect her, it's you, sooner or

later, you will harm me with your nervousness.

"Lola has a husband." "As if that's the reason not to think about her."

So... if you really love me, you must be silent. Go home.

And then, did not I swear to you? Well..

"If you want, there's more." "No, that's enough."

What did you put there? For some time now the smell of soup is not the same.

Why? What are you making up? I cooked as always.

Eh, not the same... and you're not the same.

I? Why? Probably, you think so.

Have you eaten? No. Now eat? Do not eat. Here you see...

I'll eat after. "You do not want to tell me the truth." What happened to you?

And what about me in your opinion? I'm tired. That's all.

Tired, tired... You do not want to tell me.

If there was your mother here... And I'm poor, old and also unhappy.

God wanted to punish me.

Father, why are you so sad?

Tell me the truth, daughter.

"You think about someone." "Who do you think

I'm thinking of?" You do not see how I live?

Eh, who knows? And in a luxuriant flower the snake nests.

But I can still crush her head.

You see, you cry?

I'm crying because of you.

Probably because I grieve for you, not wanting it myself.

"Tell me that what I think is not true." But this is not true!

"Swear it." "Why do you want me to swear?" "Swear, otherwise I will not believe it."

I swear.

Swear to me from the soul of your mother.

What for? "No, no, I believe you." It does not matter.

Oh, dear, now I'm calm. Do not cry, enough to cry.

- Goodbye. - Hurry up? - Yes, I ate a piece and already running.

I have three more places, and I want to be home tomorrow morning.

That's right, tomorrow is Easter.

Shrovetide spend with whom you want, and Easter and Christmas with relatives.

- Have a good trip. - Thank you, good bye.

Turrida! Turrida!

Fresh! "I can only take a dozen, I have so many."

As you wish. - Correctly. Are you buying, Signora Nuncia?

Today is Easter, if you do not buy eggs...

For four dozen I pay three sol-greens, if you agree. If not, then nothing.

Oh, then I will celebrate Easter with my children, and we will eat them.

Okay, just because today is Easter, I'm paying a lot for a dozen. I'll take one.

But add me one as a gift. Bring them to the house, and let him pay Tanino.

Okay. "Then I'll go to the church service with you." - Come on.

Great, Lola. Alfio knows a lot about things like no other.

I bought it for the holiday in Castrojovanni. You like?

Well, I do not like it! There is no other such thing in the village.

And you will not tell me anything?

Really very beautiful. "Let me see how it's on you." - Now.

"Oh, you look like a queen." - I wanted even more beautiful,

but there was not. I've been searching for a long time.

"God knows how much you've spent." Spent it? I do not count with expenses.

"You will be the most beautiful." What are you doing? "It's my duty."

"I'm leaving now, I'll see you at the church." - Why? Do not you wait for us?

"No, I'm going to buy wine, I'll take the horses and join you." - Good.

"Signora Nuncia?" "What do you want?" Nothing, I'll come later.

No, Santa, I'm going to the barbershop. I'll see you later in the church.

"Santa, what do you want?" "Where is your son Turrida?" I need to talk to him.

Turrida is not here. He went to Francophonet

for wine and had not yet returned.

"Holy Lord, you too!" "Why do you want to talk to him?" What happened to you?

Do not you see what's wrong with me? I beg you, as the Lord prayed to Magdalene.

"Signora Nuncia, tell me, where is your son Turiddu?" - I told you!

"It's not true that he went to Francophon. How not true? No, I saw him."

Signora Nuncia, what a melancholy in my heart!

And where did you see him? Come on, people should not see you crying.

"No, I can not enter your house." "Come in, I'm telling you!"

"Oh, woe to me!" What are you saying! "What shall I do now, when Thurrid left me?"

"Are you sure?" Are not you mistaken? "I saw it with my own eyes!"

And then, to Turdu, Signor Lolu wanted to call his wife before the soldier.

"Indeed, that old love is never forgotten." "What are you telling me!"

Today is a holy day!

Do you still have that wine, Signora Nuncia?

- Togo, according to 6 soldi. - I'll go and look.

Is Turrida still wearing a red cap of bersalera? I saw him in the morning.

Listen. As you saw it, if it's not there yet. "Is he here, how is he?"

It's clear that you are already at home, Santa's sweetheart.

It's even better than that. You will remember me when you drink.

And where did you see Turrida, the cousin Alfio?

Not far from my house, at dawn, when I was returning.

He ran in great haste. He did not notice me.

"If you want, I'll send it to you." "No, do not send it."

"Here." 18 soldy.

There you are. Four, eight, sixteen and eighteen.

- I wish you health. Happy Easter. - Happy Easter.

Are you convinced that this is true? Kum Alfio is not mistaken. It was he, Turrida.

No, I do not believe it, it can not be!

I lost my mind, but how could I say no when he pleaded with me?

"Open up, Santuzza, if you really love me."

When this little woman knew about this, she

became jealous and decided to steal it from me.

Turidu betrayed me.

Now I'm in this position,

if my father found out about this, he would kill me with his own hands...

But I do not care, if only Turidu did not love her, I would gladly die.

Mother of God, what passions in our house!

"Go, kneel before the crucifixion." No, I can not go to church.

"Go on, Signora Nuncia, I'll look after the store. What do you want to do?"

I do not know. I'll wait for him here, like a poor beggar.

"Here in my house?" "Do not drive me, Signora Nuncia."

Be as our Lord is merciful, go, pray in the church.

Let me stay here, let me talk to him for the last time.

Oh, God bless you!

You did not even take a chair for me?

"It was too late, what could I do?" "Yes, but..."

Turrida!

"Oh, Santuzza, are you here?" I waited for you.

"You came back from Francophonet?" What do you want to say?

Just say it when I ask you.

"Why did not you answer me in the morning?"

What are you saying? I do not understand you.

Where is my mother?

"Ah, do not you understand?" No. "Well, then I'll explain."

I hope, now you will not be deny. To deny what? "Where were you tonight?"

"Should I tell you?" Yes, I do. I was where I want to be.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Do not you see how

I suffer because of you? - You again? I will go.

No, wait! Turrida!

Turrida! Oh, now you're leaving. Now you leave me, how is the Virgin Mary grieving?

"I saw you this morning." It is not true. It's true.

And you saw Alfio, her husband, when you came back at dawn. - It is not true.

Alfio does not have to be suspicious. Do you want my death?

"She wants to doom my soul to the torments of hell." "Leave Signor Lola alone."

I will not abandon you if you do not demand explanations from me.

Kum Turrida, are you here? Have you seen my husband, he went to church?

I do not know, Lola, I just came.

He said: "I'm going to take the horses and come to you."

And you? Do you listen to the Passover Mass while talking?

Kuma Santa said that...

I said that today is a great day, and that God sees everything.

And you do not go to church? "Only those who are without sin must go to the church."

I thank God and bow to him low.

Thank him, if so.

They say: "Whoever tramples the earth with his

feet, he is not worthy to fall on his forehead."

Come on, signora Lola, we have nothing to do here.

Do not worry, I know the way. And I do not want to interfere in your affairs.

"But I told you, we have nothing to do here." - No, it's not.

We need to talk more. "Speak to your health, Qum Turrid."

You have your own business, and I have mine.

"Signora Lola!" You see, what have you done? - Yes I see.

"You did it to spite!" Yes, out of spite.

Then get out!

"Do you leave me, Turrido?" - Yes, you deserve it. It was not necessary to do so!

You can trample me in the mud, but it's not!

Enough! I'm leaving to end this scandal!

No! You want to show her that you left me for her, that I do not care about you.

You are crazy! "Watch out, Turrida, do not go to church, do not sin today."

Do not insult me yet and so before that woman.

It's you who want to insult me in public so that I can not even take a step.

- I'm desperate! "No, you're insane!" - Yes, it's true, I'm mad!

"Turrido, do not leave me in this madness!" "Enough!"

For Turidu, for God's sake, do not leave me for the sake of Lola.

Killed today, on a bright holiday!

"The Lord is sending you, Alfio." "Has the Mass ended?" - You late.

"But your wife there is praying for you and Turrid McK." - What are you saying?

Your wife walks, hung with gold, like Madonna on the altar.

He does you credit, Alfio.

And what do you care?

While you travel around the world to earn and buy gifts for bread,

your wife decorates your house... another way.

For God's sake, Signora Santa!

If you are drunk on Easter morning, I will let you drink the wine from the nose!

I'm not drunk, cousin Alfio, and I know what I'm saying!

If you have told the truth, I will thank you and kiss your hands, Santa,

but if you are lying, I swear, you will cry with burning tears,

you, and all your vile relatives.

I can not cry no more, Alfio.

I cried when I saw, as Turrida, who dishonored me, goes with your wife.

If so, well, I'm grateful to you. "Do not thank me." I'm mean.

It's not you who are mean, Santa.

The scoundrels are those who pierced this knife in your heart to you and me.

If the wife starts looking for me,

tell her that I went home to look for a gift for her cousin Turrida.

"A beautiful Mass, yes?" "But it's too late!" Now it's time to work!

Well, what are you complaining about? Drink a bottle of wine, cheer up.

You are right, Uncle Brazil. Today is Easter, and you need to have fun.

Am I right, Signora Lola?

Of course. But I'm worried about my husband, I did not see him in the church.

And he is more worried about the cart and horse than the church service.

And who will pay for the wine, so that we can have fun? "I'm treating you."

"I'll go get that good." Correctly. Signora Lola, do not worry.

"Help yourself, Kum Turrida." Thank you. I wish you health.

He drinks another wine.

Pour it in.

No, from this barrel. Hurry up.

That's enough.

Kum Alfio, have a drink with us, a glass of wine, for our health.

Thank you, coma Turrida, but I do not want to drink with you. You disgust me.

As you wish.

- Paolo... - What's happening?

Do you want to tell me something, Qum Alfio?

Nothing, com. What I wanted to tell you... you know.

Then I'm here, at your service.

If you want, leave now, we can calmly talk about this.

Wait for me behind the village. I'll take what's needed, and immediately to you.

You have given me a clear sign, Qum Turrida, your intention is clear to me.

I am waiting for you.

"Where are you going, Alfio?" "It's not far, is not it all the same to you?"

It would be better for you that I never return.

To turidu... - It's nothing. Take the wine, I'll be back soon.

"But..." "It's nothing, I told you." Go away. And quietly, okay?

"Oh, finally, here's the wine!" Come here. Where's Turrida? - Coming soon.

"I hope that's the fault." - To me a little, in the morning to me it was bad.

"Enough!" You will not be harmed.

Mama... "What is it, Turrida?"

- My name is? - No, I'm leaving on business.

I'll go to the garden to hurry.

- What happened to you? - With me? Nothing, Mom.

Turrida.

Hug me, Mom,

like the morning I went to the soldiers, and you thought that I would not return.

Today is Easter.

"What are you saying?" - Hug me, Mom. Yes son. But I do not understand.

Never mind. Wine makes me say that. I drank too much.

I'm going to walk to clear my mind.

And if you do not come back, take care of Santa, she has no one.

- Another one! For health! - Good luck!

"Uncle Brazil?" What happened? Come here.

What's the matter?

- No! - Yes. - Oh my God! And how to be now?

Tourids! - What you need? "Are you leaving me at that moment?"

"Everything is over between us, and nothing else can happen." Leave me! - No!

Listen, Alfio, I know I'm to blame.

I would let you cut my throat without a word,

but I have a duty of conscience before the saint of Santa.

I threw it into the abyss.

And how true God is, I can not leave this poor thing on the street.

Okay, coma, do your thing.

Oh, the Holy Virgin!

"And where is Signora Lola?" "I was here, I do not know." I'll look for her.

"Uncle Brazil, what is it?" - And what can this be? Nothing. What's the matter?

But... I saw that...

I do not know, it seemed to me...

Nothing. And what can be?

"Ah, Aunt Carmina, you are here..." "Signora Lola, come home."

"Why should I go home?" "It's not good that you are now in the square."

If you want, I'll take you...

And you, Aunt Carmina, stay here with the Nuncio, if...

Why? What happened? "Do what I tell you."

Uncle Brazil is right, but I can not go home.

Yes, to Turrida. You do not know anything?

"What do you mean about my son Turrid?" I? Why would?

"You named his name." Oh, yes... So... Nothing. True?

Nothing.

Where did my son Turrid go? What does all of this mean?

This means that Easter was not a success, Signora Nuncia!

And the wine that we drank turned into poison!

Kum killed Turidu!

Kum killed Turidu!

"Signora Nuncia!" - No!

"Signora Nuncia!" "Signora Nuncia!"

Amleto Palermi