Original subtitles

I always say it and I'll never tire of repeating it.

He's been too depraved, he's a man without balls.

- And it's all your fault. - Guido, please control yourself.

You shouldn't talk like that in front of your daughter.

Oh, so many formalities...

When the country needs soldiers, men with an H... You get the idea, don't you?

That's right, my son lives... He lives like an odalisque.

- Aida. - Yes, madame. - Have you prepared Alberto's lunch?

- It's ready. - Did you put a lot of sugar in the macedonia? - Yes, madame.

I know what he'd like for it... other than sugar!

And it would be time for him to eat with us like all Christians.

Am I mistaken or did we eat pigeons yesterday too?

And also the day before yesterday, yesterday and Tuesday, Wednesday, always pigeons.

The neighbors call it the pigeon house.

Shut up! Shut up! Cretin.

Mister allows.

Sir, may I come in?

Is there anything you need, sir?

Cannibals.

Beautiful, beautiful.

Please don't. Please, Guido.

Alberto! Alberto!

Dad, Alberto ran away. He went behind the barn.

He's coming home. I'll take care of him.

Leave it.

Come here! Where are you going?

Where are you going, clown?

This time I'll kill him!

I'd like to speak with His Excellency the Prefect.

Come here! Stop it! Stop it!

- Excuse me, I'll call you back. - Stop it! Stop it!

- Alberto, what's wrong? - Unfortunate. - Guido! - Get out of here!

- Guido, what's wrong? Leave him alone, he's sick. - And don't get involved!

- Pedal! - Guido, let him go. - Madame, madame.

Guido, no! No !

- Guido, stop it, you're exaggerating. - Oh, Mama.

Alberto.

Fool, this is the third time you've failed.

But leave him alone. Can't you see he's in a bad way?

- Daddy's gone! - With the carriage?

No, on horseback.

Where does he get all that energy?

What a man this Duce was! If he were younger he'd be in Addis Ababa.

Breaking the backs of these savages is an exciting adventure.

"Tripoli, beautiful land of love, I sing you my song. "

"To the wind the tricolor wraps two towers resound the canyon."

�lise, more grace with this note.

Vittorio Emanuele, emperor. Italy has rediscovered its rank.

With Mussolini, no one will stop us. Well, I'm off.

Are you going out tonight too?

Hey, the girls of the second have arrived.

Who are the girls of the second fortnight?

Elisa, keep playing.

Floriana, if you didn't use certain words in front of her, it would be easier for me.

Sure. And if your husband stopped frequenting tolerance houses...

And besides, my dear...

..if you don't like this villa, I'm not the one keeping you here.

I'm the owner here, you and my cousin are the guests.

Right, Giove? Let's go to bed, my dear.

Monsieur, has eaten almost nothing.

Don't start again, with what happened to him.

Go!

Mommy, I'm scared, Mommy!

- It's only a storm. - Why is there no light?

- Now you'll see. Bring some candles, Aida. - Yes, right away.

- Wear them there too. - Yes.

Alberto.

Come on.

Don't be afraid.

Come with me.

The riddle is in you.

What enigma?

The key...

The solution to all your anxieties.

- What do I have to do? - Ah, it's the letter of strength.

- But you're sick, my child. - I'm not ill!

Your mind is troubled.

You have to wait for the right moment to make all your dreams come true.

Will I get it?

The son killed his father and seized the throne and his wife.

But he returned to the shadows and blinded himself with his own hands.

It's up to us to change destiny... without fear.

Now you're calmer, my child, come with me.

Don't think about anything.

Nothing.

Now I'm close to you.

Close your eyes.

Alberto... Alberto...

Alberto.

No !

Send.

You like to sleep, don't you? Do you know what time it is?

- Aunt Floriana, he tried to kill me. - What happened? What happened?

Are you cold? Put on this robe.

Oh...

Do you remember, Aunt Floriana?

When you were a kid, you used to have fun putting on your clothes.

I'm getting older, the mirror doesn't lie.

Look at me.

You're beautiful.

- Were you scared? - He tried to kill me!

- Kill you, who? - My mother's husband.

Your father always jokes.

No, he wanted to kill me.

I have to be very careful, I must prevent it.

"A soldier wanted me for something, do you know what it is?"

"I said to him, laughing:..."

"...you'll get what you want, but first go to Tr�poli and then...".

Auntie... I must leave this house.

- Will you help me? - I helped you.

Your father doesn't have a lira. I kept you in college...

..he wanted to make you a doctor, a respectable person.

But I can't study. confusion in my head.

You must free yourself from your illness.

I'm not sick. This is your fault!

If you knew how cute he was...

..and at the same time... obtuse and violent.

You, fortunately... you don't look like him.

Enter.

Alberto! But... What are you wearing?

Get out of those clothes!

Alberto! Run and get dressed, run!

If your father could see you...

- Listen Floriana, I... - Oh...

Didn't know that His Excellency the Prefect had such refined tastes.

I'm very concerned about Alberto.

This boy is always very strange, Guido wants to take him to the neurologist.

What do you want Guido to understand? He only understands cattle, cows.

Don't you think we've tormented tormented this boy?

Leave the doctors, they only know how to how to spend money. My money.

- You're welcome. - But don't worry. They're all mine.

- No, no, no, no. - Be good. - No, Monsieur Guido.

- And give her this. - I don't want it.

- Yes, give it to yourself. - Don't give it to me. - I said you like it.

- Please don't. - Ah, my pretty.

- Can you feel it? - No, I don't feel it.

You're beautiful, you're beautiful.

No.

You like it, don't you? And say you like it, say it.

- What is it? - What do you care?

- But what if Madame notices? - She knows!

She knows it, she knows it, she knows it and I don't care!

Disgusting.

- A�da. - Coming, Madam.

- Did you pick the fruit? - I'm going now.

Alberto, please don't make a fuss. That's it, I'm going into town.

- What are you going to do, Mom? - I'm going to the dressmaker's, I'll be right back.

Mommy, why don't you take me with you to the dressmaker's?

Some other time. Now stop playing and go to your room and study.

You never take me with you.

Hello, I'd like to speak to His Excellency, thank you.

Hello, it's me.

No, no, in five minutes. It's fine. It's fine.

Elisa, keep playing.

No, no, goodbye.

I'm going into town to the dressmaker's.

If you ever meet His Excellency the Prefect...

..remind him of the little favor I asked him last month.

Although he's a very busy man, tell him to think a little more of me.

Don't forget!

Do you like it, eh?

She's beautiful...

I will never allow anyone to touch her.

This animal is the only thing I love.

I know.

But look how beautiful she is.

What hips, what posterior.

And the legs? Have you seen those legs?

But she's still a mare.

You don't understand anything... you're a meringue

- I'm not a meringue. - You're not?

Have you ever been with a woman? Have you ever been with prostitutes?

I don't pay with women!

- But, Mr. Alberto. - Be quiet!

Dirty! I saw you, you know, earlier.

Alberto!

Alberto!

Where are you?

Alberto!

I'm here.

- Where were you? - I was... I was in the bathroom.

You don't do anything from morning to night.

You never know what's going on in that brain of yours.

I'm not what you think.

Ah, no. Now you've started studying again?

No.

And what do you do all day?

Nothing.

It's not easy having a child like you. What do you think?

But you... do you feel well?

Do you have a brain to reason with?

- I'm not sick, no! - You're not?

Well, you don't study, you don't go with women, or go to war, what kind of man are you?

At your age, I was traveling the world.

You took too much from your mother, a lot of fashion and "little salt in the head."

- Climb up, come with me. - Where are you going?

I have to make the rounds of the farmers.

Come on, get in the cart. I'm not going to eat you, stupid.

Dale, come on.

Saida!

You wait here. Saida! Saida!

- Who's this? Oh, hello, Guido. - Here I am.

How are you?

- Who is this boy? - He's my son. - He's grown up.

Yes, he grew up there, but he never known a prostitute like you.

Give me the money.

Albert, come upstairs and we'll give you you something, I've already paid.

Come on.

But you know how cute you are?

My father said you had to give me something.

And now I'm going to give it to you. Are you in such a hurry?

Don't you want to be with me for a while?

But... but I... I have to go.

Where? Where do you have to go?

Madame...

Madam, Madam, please.

Stay here with me.

Huh?

Are you scared?

I'm not that ugly

Let me see how you're made, huh?

I'll fix you.

I understand these things, you know?

Let's see, let's see.

It won't be long before he's feeling better.

Stay calm, stay calm, handsome, I'll take care of it.

Look, look... He's better already!

Bravo, bravo! Yes, I knew it.

Dirty brute, faggot, disgusting! The worst kind of pig!

Damn pig!

Your son threw up on me, He's a pig like you.

Ramolli! Clown!

Madame, when the fever breaks keep giving her those pills...

...so I prescribe a series of injections.

But, Doctor, he's having a horrible crisis. He's saying crazy things.

He was delirious. I don't know. Something cerebral. Something cerebral.

- Yes, but it's nothing serious. - Ah, thank God.

The neurologist says it can get worse.

- No, ma'am, don't worry. - Will the injections be enough?

- Sure, we can rest easy. - So, Doctor, it's crazy, isn't it?

No, it's not! It's nothing serious.

He'll recover quickly, you'll see.

When I saw him wandering in the countryside like a hallucinated man...

... I thought "his brain had jumped."

But no, he's just a little exhausted.

Enter.

That idiot doctor says it's nothing serious.

There's beautiful moonlight tonight.

I need more money...

...I need to repair the barn in Fontelata, it's falling apart.

Cheers, Guido, for old times' sake.

Money, money, money.

You spend too much on your prostitutes!

If you cared a little less about them and more with your presence...

... I'm sure my money would would last much longer.

You could discharge your undermining the earth...

..instead of unloading it between the legs of these whores.

No! I don't want to!

Giove.

- Hi, there. Gloria. I'm so happy! I'm so happy. - Here you go.

Yes, I'll tell them. Bring me a nice little present, huh? Bye, guys!

- Who were you talking to? - It was Aunt Floriana's niece.

- Yes, she'll come tomorrow. - Lower your voice! - I'll tell the aunt, she'll be happy.

My aunt.

Leave it, I'll do it, thanks.

Alberto! Alberto, what's wrong? Alberto, answer me.

Alberto!

- How is the boy? - Worse, he doesn't answer.

Leave him alone. Can't you see he's asleep? You'll be happy to see Gloria.

I don't think so.

A little joy in this house is what I need. what I need, I need it.

Gloria's arrival is now with Alberto in this state.

And what would you like to do? All in all, she'll inherit everything.

Yes, but your cousin might think about Alberto and Elisa.

And who's telling you not to? You know he's got a thing for Alberto.

But whether he proved it in writing by a notary, do you know if she did it?

At last I'll be the one left with nothing...

... after so many years of work.

Why? What's the matter? Don't you love him anymore?

We have to be lively. I'm going to give my son a nice speech.

You're very bad with Alberto.

Come on, let's go to bed. So many stories!

Ouch!

- You're hurting me this morning. - Softer than that we can't.

That's all there is to it.

- No, Mr. Alberto. - But I'm crazy. - You're welcome.

- I'm crazy, aren't I? - You mustn't get agitated.

- Leave me alone, please. - Maid. - I recently gave you an injection.

No... no.

No, no, please.

Mademoiselle Gloria has arrived.

Mom, Gloria's here. Gloria!

Welcome, Gloria. Hi, Gloria.

- Hello, dear. - I'm so happy. - So am I, Elisa.

- Hello, Uncle Guido. - Welcome to our home.

Come on home. At last I'll have some company, I'm always alone.

Really?

- Welcome, miss. - Thank you for your time.

If the weather holds, we'll be going for some lovely walks.

- We also have the concert. - How lovely.

Come, come.

A�da, take the lady's suitcase to her room, thank you.

Here we are.

- Gloria! Gloria, hello. - Hello, Gloria. - How are you? I'm overwhelmed.

- You're getting nicer and nicer, Aunt Anna. - Leave out the compliments. You're delicious.

Gloria, did you bring me a present?

- All right, all right, all right. - Leave her be. Can't you see she's tired?

Gloria, go freshen up, the journey has been tiring.

But isn't Alberto at home?

- Yes, he's resting, he's not feeling well. - What's wrong with him?

Nothing serious, just a little tired, studying ...

- We've all been there. - Well, you'll see later.

Good, you won't escape.

Come on, I'll show you your room.

Elisa, take this here.

Make yourself at home. I hope you'll stay a while.

- A few days, Auntie. - Only a few days?

Then we'll talk about it again.

We must have it under lock and key, He can't just walk in there, unchecked.

- I took him with me and you saw the mess. - But Guido...

"But Guido" what? This one's going to be locked up in an insane asylum, I tell you!

- Don't exaggerate. - Am I exaggerating?

His brain doesn't work!

Haven't you figured it out yet?

He's crazy! And it's going to end badly.

- Come here. - No, I'm not. - Yes, you will. - No, I can't.

Follow me, look. So, come on, keep going.

No, I'll never have it.

- Come on, cheer up. - No, no, no, no, no, no. - That's it, that's it.

- Take a look. - Don't look.

- Like you do it well. - Yes, like that. - No, that's not it.

- But go on. - Ouch.

See how well you're doing?

One, two, three, so, go on.

- No, I can't. - What do you mean you can't? - No, you can't.

Aren't you ashamed?

Pervert like no other! Softened up!

And what were you doing?

Nothing uncle, I was just teaching Elisa Elisa how to dance.

But is it ever possible to have peace in this house?

Alberto was ass up in the air peering through the door.

One of these days it's going to will end badly, I'm telling you!

Auntie, nothing's happened. They're all nervous in this house.

Come on, Gloria, I need to talk to you.

Alberto.

Alberto, it's me, Gloria.

Alberto, open up.

Mr. Alberto?

Mr Alberto, open up.

- A�da, what's wrong? - It won't open. - What do you mean, he won't open up?

Alberto, open up quickly, can you hear me?

- I don't want to see anyone, it hurts. - Alberto, open up!

- Come on, open up, please. - What's up?

He's locked himself in and says he's not well.

What's wrong? You want to be a clown.

- He doesn't want to eat. - And you let him!

You can see he's not hungry, When he's hungry, he'll eat.

And stop worrying about him You're treating him like a child.

Stop protecting him!

But he said he's not well.

But what's wrong, don't you know your son? Does that still impress you?

What do you expect from someone like him?

He's a little crazy.

Shut up!

Can we find out what's going on? The cat's been awakened.

The usual.

- Stop crying, Elisa. - Let's get it over with.

Alberto! Alberto, open up, it's Elisa.

Come on, I have to tell you something.

Open up!

Didn't you want to come and see your cousin?

What are you doing? Aren't you going to say anything? Are you happy?

Oh, God, let me go.

Leave me alone.

- Do you remember that? - It's true, even if centuries have passed.

We found it at a fair in Viareggio.

Listen.

What is this weapon used for?

We were funny. And look at the way I was dressed. What a freak!

You're beautiful.

You've also become a cute boy. I like you.

Why didn't you want to see me?

Just like that.

Is it true... that you're not well?

Yes, they say I have nervous exhaustion. exhaustion. I can't resist anymore!

But soon you'll be back and laugh at everything.

They won't let me leave or go to go to university.

But...

- Are you joking? - My father imprisoned me.

Uncle Guido?

Do you remember when I got lost in the woods?

I called you and you didn't answer. You were hiding.

I climbed a tree and I watched you while you cried.

I... I was desperate...

..but then you took my hand and and told me not to be afraid.

You were a capricious girl, unsympathetic.

You were resentful and you still are.

It's a gift for you.

Thank you.

Do you know, Auntie? They want me for a movie.

They're looking for a young girl like me for a film with Nazzari and Maurizio D'Ancora.

Nazzari is my favorite actor. When are you going to take me to the cinema?

Cinema, theater and variety shows are bad environments. You have to be careful.

But what are you saying? Are you denying your past?

But most importantly, I was an artist.

Hi, Uncle Guido.

You know you have hair identical to your mother's?

What are we waiting for? Aida!

- Alberto is dining with us. - Alberto? How is this possible?

To celebrate Gloria's arrival, right?

Here it is!

Every year in the business something happens something... something bad...

when it's not drought, it's rain. rain, always problems...

...and this year's harvest was not very bountiful either.

As if the pig disease wasn't enough.

Does the atmosphere inspire you?

The countryside here is beautiful, and I'll be doing paintings for the Milan exhibition.

I imagine you felt uncomfortable among so many male painters.

Soon we won't be painters anymore. What painters, with so many wars?

Thank you.

Alberto, have you started smoking again?

Albert, holy God, the doctor said it's hurting you.

Alberto, you mustn't smoke!

I said it hurts you!

I'm going into town to play.

- You're going to the girls' fortnight. - Elisa!

But, Auntie, what's wrong? I was only joking.

A little girl shouldn't say that.

"Tr�poli, land of enchantment, will be Italian in..."

- At the sound of the cannon. - Good. - Is it a success on your part, Auntie?

Mom said that when you came on stage, the princes and dukes went crazy.

Bankers and industrialists sang better than the Garisenda...

... I was younger and had more spice.

And how come you never got married?

So as not to disappoint my fans, naturally.

To the three of us!

When I go to hell I'll leave you all to the villa.

- The villa? - To you and Gloria.

But what are you saying, Auntie? This is not time to talk about certain things.

So they'll remember me!

It's nice to be home when he's away.

Oh! Calm down!

Let's have a drink.

Come on!

- From tomorrow, homework, the vacations are over. - How boring.

- From tomorrow you really study. - Yes, Mom.

- And don't make fun of Alberto. - I won't, Mom.

- Remember what I told you. - I will, Mom.

- We'll be right back. - We'll be right back.

I'll have to buy a car, I hate the carriage. It's the same story every year.

And on harvest day we have to go to church.

- Elisa, don't cause any trouble, okay? - No, Daddy.

Alberto. Why did you lock yourself in?

They're all gone.

But didn't you say you'd paint me a portrait?

- No, we decided to go for a bike ride. - I'm going.

No, lady, you're staying here today.

- Who stole Daddy's money? - Look who's trying to be the spy...

No, Alberto was just kidding. You're coming with us, right?

Let's go.

- Come on, Gloria, we're losing her. - I'm afraid of falling.

Alberto... Gloria.

Wait for me...wait for me, please.

Come on.

No, don't brake. Don't brake so I can come back.

Come on, pedal.

Alberto, Gloria, wait for me!

I can't go any faster, otherwise I'll end up falling.

Alberto, Gloria, wait for me.

Wait for me, please, I'm scared. Please, don't leave me alone.

Alberto!

- Come on. - Come on. - Let's hide. - It's okay, it's okay.

Gloria! Where are you?

Gloria!

Alberto!

Come on, show yourself. Gloria!

- Do you like the sun? - Yes, very much.

If only I could get out of here, be free.

Why are you always locked in your room?

- I think. - Ah, so you haven't changed.

- Just listen. - Yes?

I'm scared.

Stop acting like a child, These are your usual whims.

- You don't understand. - And what is there to understand?

As long as he's around, I'll never be free.

Stop creating all these fears in the first place.

- Let's go! - Wait, wait, wait.

They're all still harvesting.

Please, Floriana isn't feeling well.

Yes, it came to him unexpectedly one of your migraines.

Oh, here are our men.

Mr. Pr�fet, you're leaving us too much on our own.

Ladies must be left alone with their Respect their freedom.

Monsieur le Prefet told me...

... that your Antonio is going to Spain as a volunteer next week.

Yes, it was an unexpected decision.

What luck to have a son like that.

And Alberto? He continues with his studies, naturally.

Right now he's enjoying his vacation, he's exhausted from this winter's studies.

- Oh, sure, I understand. - I like Alberto, he's distinguished.

And it doesn't walk voluntarily.

I'll write you from Spain, will you answer me?

- That depends. - Can I wait for an answer from you?

Gloria brought me a record from Milan, It's a new American dance.

Really? What is it?

I don't know, but it's fun.

I'll write if you like it.

I'll cover myself with honor against the "Reds."

Let's not talk about war, It frightens me.

Enough is enough!

We don't feel like dancing anymore, do we?

- Why don't we go to the garden? - Yeah, let's do that, huh?

It's crazy!

- Come on, let's go to my room and I'll show you this record. - I'll do that.

Your tea is delicious as always.

- Yes? That's very kind of you, Monsieur le Pr�fet. - Please do.

Antoinio and Gloria make a lovely couple.

Esperia is delicious, graceful and so fresh.

She has one serious flaw: she's too shy for her age.

Why don't you volunteer?

I don't like war, I think it's bullshit.

- It's a defeatist speech. - We always say it that way, defeatist.

I think you're right, I'm a defeatist.

Don't you like it? I don't know what to do.

You're a vermin, a coward, one of those people who ruin the country's efforts.

Beware of your efforts... You could shit on me.

- I'm gonna kick your ass. You coward! - No, that's enough!

Uncle! Uncle! Stop it! Stop it!

- Enough, boys! - Alberto!

Traitor! Defeatist!

Fight, fight, fight! They don't know what else to do.

Alberto, what happened? Please tell me.

I only said I don't like war.

Those boys... at that blessed age...

... they get upset over nothing.

I'm sorry, dear Prefect, I'm sorry...

..my son behaves in an unworthy manner.

You, dear Mandini, make it a question of education...

...but your son says some serious things...

... and Antonio reacted as any good Italian would.

So I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that, but these are serious, serious things.

- Yes, I know that Alberto... - What Alberto? What did he say?

Also for Anna, your wife...

One day we talked and she trusted me.

I know Alberto creates problems with his...strange behavior.

If that doesn't get you past being a good fascist. fascist, what are we supposed to think?

Finally, some brotherly advice...

...keep an eye on that boy, he could cause you trouble.

Have you become jealous?

Because you're jealous, aren't you? And that's why you fought for me.

I hate it.

I love you.

Why were you flirting with that beast?

You'll come to Milan with me.

Take a look.

I kept the money.

Is this the one you stole from your father?

- It's loaded. - But what's it for?

- Before I go, I'll kill him. - Don't talk nonsense!

We'll leave here, you'll study and become a doctor.

He won't let me leave here. Have you seen how he treats me in front of everyone?

Someday it will come in handy.

Give it to me.

Tell me, how many children of the Prefect do you know in Milan, eh?

Hmm?

And it broke here, What do we do to adjust it?

No, throw it away.

What's up?

You're crazy.

Give me that gun, you shit!

Come on!

I'll kill you, I swear I'll kill you.

He's become dangerous.

I'm starting to get scared. night I didn't sleep a wink.

Your son is crazy!

Do you think he can hurt himself?

He's a raving lunatic and takes after me.

Guido, what are your intentions?

- I'll have him locked up! - Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

- Don't you think I've become a woman? - Yes, I do.

- I don't think I'm missing anything. - Can you be a little quiet?

- If I trust you, what will you give me? - You choose.

- I like your perfume. - Take it, it's on the dresser.

Um, "Giacinto Innamorato."

Can we know what this secret is you have to tell me?

- The teacher. - Which teacher?

The neurologist, the one who treats Alberto's nerves...

...Dad went to see him, he wants incarcerate him in an insane asylum.

Yes, he wants to have me committed. He went to town with this intention.

- No, he went to the neurologist for advice. - How nice!

You chat and he asks you what you're dreaming about, what you're thinking and he pumps you full of drugs.

How many times have you been to see him?

I don't remember, but he was always the one I never wanted to go.

But you too can take up pigeon shooting.

Yes, and with all those who eat them, who kills them?

I'm the crazy one and he's pretty...

He's egocentric.

This money helps me!

That's enough, Guido, there's a limit to everything. Go on.

That's enough! You're tiring me out this air of grand dame.

Why doesn't Aunt Floriana say the years that count?

- What a silly question! - For me, it's 100 years old.

- Look at these flowers! Where shall we put them? - Wait, I'll put them in a vase.

- When are you leaving, Gloria? - I'm not sure. In a few days.

- In a few days Alberto will be in an insane asylum. - What do you know about it?

�lisa has a lot of imagination.

Alberto, open I, it's me Gloria.

- I'm leaving in a few days. - Hi, I'm leaving in a few days.

- Are you going home? - Yes, and you're coming with me.

With you? To Milan? But I...

Alberto, I love you and I can't leave you here.

- This house is a cage of fools. - But how will I do it?

Don't worry, Aunt Floriana knows and agrees.

So you won't have any problems and you'll be able to study.

Alberto... what's going on?

I can't go to Milan.

- Why can't you come? - Father, you know...

Your father! What kind of man are you?

Only your father, they're terrified of this obtuse fool.

I'll talk to him.

"Santita", if you repeat just one sentence I'll show you who's in charge here.

You only know how to use violence, you're a beast, worse than a beast.

- I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid. - Now I'll show you!

You're a fool, you destroyed Alberto, but it's over, and he's coming with me.

- No, you're not! - You're a whore, that's what you are! - No! - Daddy, let her go!

- Leave me alone! - I'm leaving you!

Now I'm giving you the lesson you deserve. This is what you wanted, isn't it?

- No, are you crazy? - I'll show you how to treat whores like you.

- And how they want to be treated! - No, leave me alone, enough!

Look, softie, follow my lead!

- Don't touch me. - Look how we must treat women!

- Watch and learn! - No, help!

You always have to show them who's the strongest.

There's only one way, I don't know any other way!

They were born for this, what do you think? For this and nothing else!

- No! - Look, look! It's great! - No, it's not!

- Alberto, help me. - Leave her alone Alberto, she doesn't need help.

- Guido, open up! - See how it's done, Alberto!

Guido, open up now! You're crazy, open up!

- Help! Help! Help! - Open up, Guido! Open up, please!

What about you? What are you looking at?

Would you like me to teach you a lesson too?

You'd like that, wouldn't you? They're all whores!

Whores! Whores!

Whores!

Why are you running away, huh? Are you scared? I'm in charge here!

In this house, I'm in charge!

I know how to treat women.

I want to look nice for my party.

- I always do. - I care about my birthday. Another year gone.

Enter.

Stay, Aida, you've got to help me get dressed.

The drink, Aida! The drink!

Drinks for him too.

What's the matter with you?

Have you lost your tongues?

Today... is a special day.

Dear Floriana's birthday.

Thousands of these days.

Don't they want to drink for dear Floriana?

Come on, softie, raise your glass!

But Guido, you know Alberto doesn't like to drink.

And besides, a toast should be spontaneous.

I don't care! Here I say what must be done!

We've always done what you said.

Shut up, you fool!

We're all fools, except you, of course.

Of course, a leader has to think for everyone...

... and act for all.

What...what's the matter with you? You want to "grab my butt"?

Enough is enough. On my don't want any fights.

How about that toast?

Congratulations Floriana!

A toast to Alberto.

In the end, it's his party too, he's become a man.

To the man Alberto.

What about you? Our man!

Join in! Sing along!

There he is, our man! Our hero!

Right, Floriana?

Here he is, our fighter!

A�da!

I want a drink.

Go to the saddlery and get me some wine.

A�da!

Ah... drinking.

Drink up!

We'll have to notify the Prefect.

Anna, you take care of it! Killing yourself like this, poor Guido.