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LOVE AND TROUBLES

"Who are you sweet-talking?"

Who, me? - Why, do you sweet-talk? - I don't get it, so I like Lisa...

is that a crime? - No, of course not!

A crime would be killing, stealing, hitting people like Paolo, etc.

Running after a girl who's old enough to be your daughter isn't a crime, no.

Do you know what it is? Befuddlement.

What do you care, anyway? - Don't you read the newspapers?

Every day it's the same thing:

"Driven by maniacal tendencies, jealous old man discovers..." - What old man?

You talk like I've lost my head! - If you carry on, you will!

And anyway, how can you expect to get her with that beard? - Why, is it ugly?

I remember you without, and you were quite handsome. - Well, of course...

How would you look at the pool with that beard? - The pool? - That's right.

Lisa went there with her friends. - Just like that? - Yes, so what?

Departing from Platform 2...

the express train to Florence, Bologna and Venice.

Come on, quick! - Thank you. Does this train go to Florence? - Yes.

Excuse me. - Cute, eh?

I knew it, I knew it. It couldn't just go right for once.

They must have changed her shift, I'm sure of it.

It's too late now. - Do me a favour! I'll tear this place apart, I tell you.

Everything worked out to the minute. The departure, the arrival in Florence...

Just to be together for 3 hours, you know?

Florence! It's not like I wanted to take her to the North Pole. 3 Hours!

Not even that! - Don't get so worked up.

What could you do in Florence in 3 hours? I don't know.

It's better than nothing, I never see her! When I finish my shift, she starts.

If I'm off on Sunday, she's off Monday.

When work in the morning, she does nights. When I have nights, she works in the day!

Last time I only saw her for 15 minutes, you know? - When did you see her?

Last week, all in a rush. - Where?

At this place I know. - What did you do? - What do you think?

It was 8, so I walked with her to central.

Not even a kiss? - Just one, we only had 15 minutes together.

And where did you go? - Behind the Colle Oppio, it's deserted at night.

You gave her a hug, at least? - Of course, I'm not made of glass! - And then?

So many questions! Go get a girl for yourself and find out. - No.

With these hours, for me it would be nothing but a sacrifice.

If we were always together, then... - Then it would be a sacrifice for her.

Move it, or we'll be here all day!

Anyway, what would you have done in Florence with 3 hours?

3 hours would have been enough for me, don't you worry about it!

Where would you have taken her?

Because Masucci has the address of this little hotel, you know?

Are you crazy? What do you take me for?

She's a decent girl, I'm going to marry her. Masucci? Address?!

Has an address, does he?!

Please, allow me. He should have held it open for you.

Tickets, please.

You can't be here, this is first class.

Then you need to go two carriages further on, Miss. - Thank you.

Nothing doing, you know?

Lunch will be served in a quarter of an hour, Miss.

Then you must be Lisa! - Yes.

My lovely Lisetta, what happened to you? - I was late, I had to run for the train.

What are we like, eh?

I haven't seen you for 16 days, did you know that 16 days is a long time?

For me, too. My mum called me back at the last minute.

So I had to run all the way. I even took a taxi: 400 lire!

What does 400 lire matter? Today we have 3 hours together, and in Florence.

Is Florence nice? - Of course, it's the city of flowers. If you know what I mean!

Franco, when you left for Venice, you made a gesture from the window.

What did it mean? - You even have to ask? Lisa!

I'll whisper it in your ear.

Excuse me, what's through here? - The restaurant carriage, Miss.

Ah, please excuse me. - Of course.

Unfortunately, I have to be home by 10 tonight.

I told my mum I was going to the pool with friends, here's my costume.

Yeah, right! Until 10 o'clock. Don't move, okay...

I'm going to get the bell. Did you get your ticket? - Yes.

That woman was all we needed! Wait here, okay?

What a piece of junk! We're in the atomic age, and look at this...

The millennium man! Look who's talking. Anyway, I found that bell.

What about you, watching your sister like a Saracen? You're like Othello.

Don't talk to me about fashion! - I watch Teresa because she picked badly.

Firstly, I don't like him. - And that's a valid reason? - Yes.

Secondly, he's a womaniser.

Roberto, the Rodolfo Valentino of the neighborhood! He's vain.

And we're from an honourable family, everyone knows us around here.

People see them together and gossip! - Stop exaggerating!

Anyway, I'm the one who has to cover it up. People always gossip.

People! If you start giving them the satisfaction, you're a slave.

Alright, but we can't go on forever like this, in secret. - But, Teresa...

the secretive part is the best, no? - You haven't seen what my Dad is like!

Not to mention my brother! - Him! What does he know?

Right, because you know everything! - Exactly. Do you know the story?

Why did Romeo and Juliet love each other? Because they weren't officially engaged.

Love needs adversity. - One of these days, I'll give you some adversity!

Ivo might boast at home with you, but with me he's like a sheep.

Because I dominate him with dialect.

Come on, give me a smile. - No! - Come here. Give your Robertino a smile...

you know he'd do anything for you.

One of these days, I'll talk to your Father. - Do you promise? - I swear.

Now go, before I get a ticket. Bye!

No, with the throat... - Who knows?

First they remove her tonsils, then she gets an infection.

So they have to operate, then the Doctor says: "Marisa will never speak again."

Just like that. - But Paolo will marry her anyway.

She's very lucky. - He's a good guy, Paolo. - Yes, he's a good guy.

Marisa! Marisa!

Making yourself up, are you? Good girl!

When you go out, drop by my place. I have a nice model to show you.

And don't put too many things in your hair. Hurry up!

Come, come.

Sit down, let me do your hair for you.

I always said I should be a hairdresser.

And when your Paolo sees you, he'll say: "Marisa, you look marvelous!"

By the way, when does he get out?

Then there's plenty of time. Of course, 3 months is a long time. Poor Paolo!

But on the other hand, my dear Marisa, he broke all that guy's teeth.

Two! And the broken jaw doesn't count?

Oh my, the coffee!

Mum, Marisa is here! - I'm coming.

Hello, Marisa. I bet you're happy, aren't you?

Have you had some coffee? Bring the coffee, Liliana!

Just a moment, let me pour it! - My dear girl!

So, Paolo's coming home today!

It was about time, this poor thing has been waiting for 3 months.

He shouldn't have gone to prison, and for something so silly!

It's not silly. Paolo is a man.

Another man offended him, and he reacted. What else could he do?

Liliana, bring some water! - No, for coffee you need water.

You need bicarbonate of soda.

It's spreading.

Lemon doesn't work. - We can see that!

It won't go away, and you can't go out like that. What shall we do?

I know!

I'll lend you this, it's for a client who won't be back for 2 days.

Give it back to me tomorrow, don't worry. Go and try it on.

Do you like it? And how it suits you!

Go on, don't waste any time! Get walking, go on!

I'll see you to the door.

Bye!

Come and show us before you leave!

Teresa, your dress is here! - Thank goodness, I hope it fits.

How lovely! - Will Roberto like it? - I'm sure he will! - He's so difficult...

if it's not something classy, he turns his nose up.

When he has to pay, he'll change his mind. If he marries you.

It's all you do, say such horrible things! - Do you really think he'll come here?

Of course, we've already decided. And when Roberto says something...

He means something else, I know him. If I don't put him in his place...

Don't listen to him, he shaved his beard! - I hate it when you talk about Roberto.

Today, we were meant to see each other and he couldn't, because of work.

Hey, guys! - 4 and 37, scopa!

I said hello! - Do you know him? - No, you?

Never seen him before! - Looks like the ghost of Roberto, from the repair shop.

You're right. - Poor guy! He was a smart one...

Then he got engaged... - Very funny!

"Man engaged, man caged." - Wise words.

Who's engaged? She hasn't been born yet, the girl who's going to bag me!

But don't you worry, no one puts a muzzle on your old Robertino!

Look at that angel! - She's a Goddess! - Who's that? - My God!

I know that face... - Of course, it's Wanda Smail, the comic book girl.

See, it used to be that you wouldn't let a girl like her escape. But now...

Now, what? I'm retired, am I?

The phone book! Who's hiding the phone book?

Here you go Miss, it's all yours.

Can I help you at all? - Yes, where's "S"?

I don't know, he's not here yet. - Very funny! I mean the letter.

Does "S" come before or after "T"? - A, B, C, D, E, F...

First comes "S", as in smile, sentiment, softness, sincerity...

He's really going after her! - See, he's phenomenal.

Even I could've got that far! - Get out of here!

Where? Let me write that down. - Please, let me.

Sorry? Piazzale delle Mimose. And how do I get there?

By bus... and by car.

As usual. At 3, I got it!

Thank you. - It was nothing. - See you. - You can count on it.

Make way for her! - What a body!

What are you looking at? - He sure showed you.

Roberto, you're the same old lion!

It's all about the method. - Do you have a date? - Of course.

But you know, I doubt it. A woman of class... - Are you going?

Mind your own business! - Of course he won't go! - No?

Not if she drags you there! - Want to bet?

Be here at 6, and you'll see what your old Robertino is really made of.

Old Robertino, telephone! - Coming! - This will be Teresa checking on him.

What a slave... - Thank you. Hello?

Roberto... - Yes, it's me What's wrong, are you crying?

Exactly. Another row, and they've forbidden me from seeing you.

Because if someone isn't officially engaged, he can't be in love?

Anyway, you just think about Romeo and Juliet. I'll have word with him.

You can have more than a word with me. - You shaved your beard, it suits you!

I was just talking to Teresa. - Forget about it.

Teresa, I'll call you later. Ivo is here. - No, you won't call Teresa anymore.

Hold on, let's talk about this... - There's nothing to talk about.

Can I offer you a coffee? - No, it makes me cranky.

Then what do you want? - Now listen here...

Aside from the fact that I don't understand what my sister sees in you...

but that's nothing to do with me...

This whole thing doesn't sit well with me, I don't like it!

What, just like that? - Exactly. Why, got a problem with that?

No. - Then get used to it.

Either propose to my sister, or forget it! And just so that we're clear...

if you see her, walk the other way!

Sounds like he tore you apart! - He's lucky Teresa is his sister, or...

Or what? You wouldn't have said a thing. I don't blame you, he's a rhinoceros!

So not another word on the comic book girl, right?

Of course, now he has an excuse. It turned out alright, Robertino.

You're mistaken, you don't know me well enough!

Now I'm going to find Ivo to sort things out. - Yeah, right...

And tonight at 6, I'll bring her here. Alright? See you then!

Now he'll ruin things with Ivo. - That guy is smitten with Teresa!

Restaurant carriage!

Do many people come to eat? - It's always full. - Really?

Restaurant carriage! - I'd like to eat there, too. - One serving only!

Where shall I sit? - We'll find a nice seat for you. - Alright.

I'll go and quickly serve lunch, then I'll be back, okay? - Okay.

Restaurant carriage!

One serving only! Restaurant carriage!

Restaurant carriage!

Restaurant carriage!

Lisa, look, there's a free seat. - Here?

Sit over there, go on.

If I may, sisters, she's my fiancée. Look after her for me, please.

Bye, I'll see you later.

Restaurant carriage!

Where are you headed, Miss? - To Florence. - We're going to Milan.

Do you live in Florence? - No, I'm going on a trip with my fiancé.

He works on the trains and we never get to see each other.

He's not always on the trains, is he? He must have a day off, too.

Of course, but it's never the same as mine. I work on the telephones.

So today... - Today? - I got permission, so I'm going with him.

By fiancé is a good guy, but we see each other so rarely...

It's better to be further from temptation. - Will you be staying long in Florence?

3 hours. - Just 3 hours? Go and see the church of Santa Maria del Fiore.

It's a very beautiful church, and there's also a famous campanile...

It's called Giotto's Campanile, isn't it? - Yes, Giotto's!

Giotto's Campanile and Santa Maria del Fiore? No way!

If you ask me, that stuff's for tourists. There are many other nice places to see.

Which? - Well, apart from the Cascine, which is worth seeing...

there's also the Galluzzi restaurant, a little romantic but very homely.

Do you know the place well? - Not well, but I've been told.

Incidentally, I'm taking my fiancée there as well. Please excuse me.

Warm, isn't it?

Where are you headed, sisters?

We had better change seats.

Let's go.

I look well, don't I? I've gained weight, 2 kilos...

It's not bad there. The atmosphere is pleasant, the rooms are okay...

the cooking isn't as good as yours, but it's not bad.

Every day we had a walk, listened to the radio, read books...

If it wasn't for you, I'd have preferred to stay there.

Don't believe me?

You came to see me in prison every day and smiled for me.

Now you're crying! My Darling, I missed you so much.

The days passed so slowly.

Without you, life is nothing.

It must have been hard for you. I know how hard it must have been.

But now, I'll help you to forget.

Are you mad at me for what I did?

Darling, from now on everything will be different.

Look at this, it's a letter of recommendation for a construction yard.

With this I'll get a job, you'll see.

All our troubles are over now. If I find work, we'll get married.

You know, the kind of work that lasts a long time, even a year.

I could make 1,500 lire day, perhaps even 2,000.

A good worker like me could even make it to 2,500 lire.

But even with 1,500 we can live comfortably, no?

You're very good, I'm sure we can. We could even go to the cinema.

Though, if I could make 2,000 lire with the 500 on top of that...

15,000 lire a month would buy something for the house, or even a scooter!

Yes, a scooter!

With 15,000 lire a month, I'll buy the best scooter in all of Rome!

And then we can even save money, you wouldn't need to take the bus.

Know how many kilometres a scooter does on one litre of petrol? 75.

We can go anywhere! Every Sunday, off we go!

We could go to Frascati, Tivoli, wherever you like!

Come on, hold on tight! Hey kid, which street leads to the castles?

Let's go, I want to find work.

But tomorrow is Sunday, the construction yards are closed.

No, today is the right day. Come on, let's go right now.

Wait here a moment.

I'll be right back.

Where's the boss?

There he is. - Thanks.

Excuse me, I'd like a word. I have a letter...

I'm sorry. These are hard times, you see...

Come back in a few days, we might be starting night shifts. Bye!

The pay isn't good, and they only have a night shift.

Come, let's go and try somewhere else. I'm sure I'll find something.

Teresa!

Get out of here, Ivo will be back soon. - Let him come back. - Please, don't.

He said I'm not to see you anymore. - Does he own you? - Roberto, I'm sorry.

But we can't go on this way, it's like hell in this house. - Don't cry!

Your crying could even convince me to become a monk. Please, Teresa!

Teresa, do you hear me? - Hear what? - What I'm telling her.

Am I her boyfriend, or not? - No you're not, is that clear?

Put your hands down.

Clear that if you'll allow it, I want to ask for your sister's hand officially.

So you're okay with that?

So much unhappiness, all over this. - Let's go.

What are you doing? - Going to get Teresa. We're officially together now.

Just a moment! She will be when your father has spoken to mine.

I'm the one who's engaged here. - And I don't trust your promises.

And you, back inside! Go on!

Would tonight be okay for you? - For me...

Alright, tonight at 8. Bye. - Goodbye.

Hey, they're even thinking of moving. - You're right.

I'll take care of this, Sister.

Do as the sister tells you. - Now children, let's sing.

How cute! - Looks like an oratory. - Cut it out!

That's it!

Good children, well done. - Crazy women!

Are we in Arezzo? - Yes, Arezzo.

Excuse me! - Yes? - We wanted to know... - Yes, Miss?

The place is full of them. - Always the same, we'll end up looking all day.

Please, Miss. - It doesn't matter. - Wait, why are you being like that?

Listen, I have to... - We wondered if you could recommend a cheap hotel.

The price isn't important. - Of course it is... - On Via Cerretani!

Where's that? - I don't know, Miss. I'll go and check, please excuse me.

Franco! Franco! - See you in Florence! - In Florence? - Yes, in Florence!

Nothing, eh? Don't you know anyone who can give you a push?

- No. - Without anyone to help you out, I don't know if you'll manage.

I have a letter of recommendation... - Well, a letter...

They say they're searching for men at the exhibition.

The boss is a friend of Supervisor Giovanni, who works here.

Tell him that he sent you. - Is there any hope? - Could be.

That's what I did. - Thanks.

Are you the supervisor? - Yes. - Supervisor Giovanni sent me.

How is the old boy? - Not bad, I...

He, Supervisor Giovanni told me that you might...

I'm a good bricklayer, you see. - Looking for work, are you?

I don't really need men right now, but I owe Giovanni a lot.

You're good, you say? - Very good. I even have references.

This is the first time I've seen a bricklayer with references. Let's see.

No, I've got nothing for you. - But, you just said that...

That doesn't matter, I don't like people who cheat to get by.

Listen, I'm not cheating anyone and I need work.

If there's work, you must give me a job. - Don't tell me what to do!

If you want my advice, get out of here before you end up where you came from!

They sent me away.

Damn this letter! Only idiots believe in pieces of paper!

When you've been in prison once, you're marked.

Please, leave me alone.

Go home, Marisa. I need some time alone.

Go home!

What's that? - It's the sail, for when she runs out of petrol!

Damn, it's all electric! Look at this window.

Have you lot never seen a car before? - A car? This is an aircraft carrier!

For you guys, it's like Noah's Ark!

Get out of there, right now! We don't play here, we work!

Sort them out. - Ladies and gents, the whole town is talking about it...

Tonight at 8 o'clock... - I'll give you the rest later!

Better a sore head than a marriage!

Hello, is Teresa there? - Ah, it's you. It's Romeo.

What is it, Roberto? - I have the car.

No, I can't. - It goes back today. Come down, I'll take you for a spin.

I'm sorry, I really can't. - But it's wonderful!

I'm sure it is, but I have other wonderful things on my mind today.

I made the cake for tonight myself, I want to win over my father-in-law.

Teresa, the cake is burning! - See you tonight, it's burning!

Everything confirmed, Dad. Tonight at 8. - Alright. Here, this is the invoice.

Get them to pay, okay? And go buy the engagement ring.

Try to hurry up about it. - Okay, bye. - Bye. - No water for this one, okay?

It starts with a ring, and ends with...

You haven't heard the last word yet. Get out, I'm going. - Yes, Boss!

At your service! - Can we come, too? - He wants to enjoy his final hours.

I still have 5 hours. I could still change my mind, you never know.

Of course, we should forget all about the date at the bar, right?

Your old Robertino always keeps his word! - I'm glad to hear it.

Where did you think I was going?

Hear that? - I'm a witness to it. - See you later, guys. - Bye!

If you see Ivo, put on the funeral march!

No, no, this isn't working. I want to see more inspiration.

Here in the comic, it says: "When will you return, my love?"

Who can I say it to? I'm alone! - Of course, she's just thinking it.

If you knew how much thinking I did on the bus... - Why, is that my fault?

Head up, bust erect... - Alright, I've got it.

But, what about the money? - I've got it for you, at my house.

Hurry up, we're losing light! - Alright, just a minute!

All wrapped up in your dream, that's it. Well, are you coming?

If we can go to a pizzeria before, I've only eaten a sandwich today.

Alright, a pizzeria... Actually no, the Fagiano.

But, after... - No, Darling. Before!

Sir, the sun won't wait for you! - Coming!

Right, hold it like that. Good...

Hold it! I knew it, she moved.

Hello! - Hello! - Shall we go?

Wanda, where are you going? - Did I surprise you? - You really did!

We'll have to start all over. - Right, the sun won't wait!

Bye, Darling! - There, she's gone!

Are we in Florence? - Yes, we're in Florence.

Remember to go and see Santa Maria del Fiore. - And Giotto's Campanile.

Of course. Enjoy your trip, sisters. And thank you for the company.

Thank you. - Bye, children. - Goodbye, Miss. - Bye.

She seems like a good girl. - Yes, Sister.

Excuse me. - Please...

Stand still! Are you going to sign, or what?

Sign what? - Come on, get on with it. - Damn...

If I wasn't here to remind you!

Vancini! There are new orders, you're to proceed to Bologna.

You're to be coupled to the 051 in from Milan that leaves in 10 minutes.

Make sure everything is in order, I don't want a fuss. Is that clear? - Yes, Boss.

Guys, hold it! The carriage is to proceed to Bologna. It'll be coupled to the 051.

Am I proceeding to Bologna, too? - Of course, don't you work for us?

The carriage proceeds to Bologna, the personnel goes to Bologna.

Yes, but what should I do? - You're coming with us.

But I got a pass for Florence! - Then ask for a pass for Bologna.

Now come on, the 051 is almost here. - No, but...

I'm so sorry for you. Did you tell Vancini that your girlfriend is here?

What would he care about that? - Then you know what I say?

If I was in his place, I'd have given you permission. - Really? Thanks.

If you only knew how much better that makes me feel. Get out of here!

Damn these trains and their restaurant carriages, I'm done with this dog's life!

I quit! I quit, you'll see!

- Lisa! - Franco, look. Florence is really beautiful. - Yes...

That's Santa Maria Novella, right? So Giotto's Campanile must be over there.

Damn these hours, and these trains! - Franco!

What happened? - We have to proceed to Bologna! - But, why?

Because they coupled with the 051. Lisetta, I didn't make the timetable.

Come on, before we miss the train. Quick, it's leaving!

Excuse me!

Come on, quick! - Wait! - What is it?

Come on, let's go. Careful not to fall, okay?

Quick, get on! I'll see you in Bologna! - Yes!

That's how I see it. - Excuse me, is this seat free?

I'm sorry Miss, these seats are reserved for deputies. - Sorry, I didn't see.

No, please sit down.

Always like to affirm your privileges, don't you?

Miss, to demonstrate the contrary to my honourable colleague here, have my seat.

You never give up seats in the government. - He's looking for a vote. - Of course.

Then he'll have three, for sure: his, his wife's, and the young lady's.

There's the 054 from 17:00 that gets to Rome at midnight. Just one change.

Can't your girl go back to Rome in the morning? That way you have all night.

Cut it out! I told you, she has to be in Rome at 10, her mother is waiting.

What kind of love is this? We never see each other, we never talk.

We get by on telegrams, letters and sighs. We must be crazy!

It's a good thing I want nothing to do with a girls...

Hey, doesn't the express train 57 pass Bologna at 14:30?

Yes, but we won't get to Bologna until that one has already left.

If I were you, I'd give up. - I know, I should give up!

How do you feel about politics? - Sorry? - Who did you vote for?

I didn't vote, I'm 20. - 20 years old! Just think...

How beautiful, how beautiful!

Here.

My eyes aren't good anymore, but I know an empty stomach when I see one.

No work. - No. - What do you do?

I'm a bricklayer, but I do everything.

Me, too! A bricklayer, eh?

It's good work for a man. Building with your own hands...

But now I'm old, it's difficult...

But for you it's much easier. - For me it's impossible.

Have you been looking for long? - Since this morning.

Since this morning? And you're whining?

I've not worked for months. - And you started looking this morning?

Have you been ill?

Why did they send you to prison?

Well, I had an argument with a man.

My nerves were on edge, and he caught be off-guard.

3 months for an argument. I had to set up home.

Well, if he was wrong, you did well.

And your girl yells at you for it every blessed day, I bet?

No, no, I wish. It's the last thing she can do.

Marisa is mute.

I don't even know if she'll get better. - You're a good guy.

You'll find work tonight. - You think? - Yes, I'll find it for you.

I'm not joking, jokes are for children. Tonight, they're taking on more workers.

The pay is 2,000 lire a day, we'll go together. - 2,000 lire?

That's enough for a scooter. - Eh? - Nothing, I don't know...

I don't know how to thank you. - Unemployment is a terrible thing.

And if I don't find work tonight, I don't know what I'll do.

Do you have family? - And how!

Thanks.

Are you engaged? - Me? No! - Why, does marriage scare you?

Marriage is the end of every freedom, it's like a prison. What about you?

I worship freedom. - I'm happy that I met you.

Especially since my car is in the shop, and those mechanics... - Right. - Scum!

Well, perhaps not all of them... - Don't go all leftist on me now.

What did you say? - I hate the mob! "C'est ŕ vous?" - Sorry, what did you say?

Is it yours? It's French. - No, it's American. A Plymouth.

I love Plymouths. Does it belong to you? - My dad gave it to me.

And what is your dad into? - Well, automobiles, motors...

An industrialist, like Ford! - Well, not exactly like Ford...

The great industrialists are so adorable, so energetic and feisty...

Are you an only child? - All alone! - The heir, then. - Well...

This morning at the bar I thought you seemed like a man from another world.

You thought I was an alien? - Pretty much.

I was surprised to see you in such a modest place. - I try to see everything.

I see, you're curious, hungry for new experiences, daring... - Yes. - Like Zakar.

Like who? - Zakar, the protagonist of a photo-story I performed.

A rich prince who visits dives, in disguise, obviously...

challenges the hard men and in two blows, gets rid of them.

I'd like to see him with Ivo. - Who's Ivo? - He's just like Zakar.

It's like he has an iron fist, and if he socks someone, it's over.

I'd like to meet him. - Maybe some other time. - Yes, let's talk about us.

See? Everything is against me. Now even signal is at it!

What a disaster! - Listen Franco, we have a clean conscience.

We've tried everything, the only thing left now is to give up.

That will be Bologna central giving precedence to a train running late.

Yes, but if we get there too late, Lisa will miss her train to Rome.

Get moving!

I'm very free! Is there something you wanted to ask me? Don't be afraid.

Well, if you don't mind, I wanted...

I see, I know where this is going.

You're looking for a reason to drag me to your "garçonničre". - Where?

That's it, keep playing the fool. You're a very dangerous man.

Yes, like Zakar! - Very well, since you insist, I give in. Let's go!

Do you mind if we drop by the Fagiano for a snack first? I love snacks!

No, let's go to the bar where we met this morning. - You big romantic!

Come on, let's get drunk!

If nothing else, you'll still have 15 minutes with your girlfriend in Bologna.

Yeah, right. - No, 10 minutes.

I'd be happy with half an hour now. Half an hour is always half an hour.

10 minutes isn't that bad then, is it?

What does this train run on, gas? They're all against me, you know...

All against me!

No party newspapers please, Miss. - If it was his, he wouldn't mind.

That's politics. - Are you in Bologna for long? - No, I'm going back to Rome.

Do you work in Rome? - Yes, I work as a telephonist at the Central Archives.

Ah, she's one of those... - Mind your manners, show the girl some respect.

What do you expect from him? Excuse me Miss, they're always the same.

So it's true that deputies always argue? - No, only before the election.

See? We're here.

Why do you always worry? You're always sulking!

Come on.

Good afternoon.

Do you remember me? I was here this morning.

Yes, wait here a moment.

Wait here, wait here, always wait here! - Calm down!

You'll see, they'll take you on as well. Just be patient.

Good afternoon, Boss. Here I am. - I'm sorry, I don't need anyone.

Just a moment. Mario, are we full?

No, Franco's spot is free.

You're lucky. 2,000, eh?

What's your name?

Me? - But, that's not fair!

It's not fair, but that's how it is.

But I was here first, I even came here this morning.

It's heavy work. I need young, strong men.

I am strong, look!

You may be strong, but do you know that it's 8, 10 hours a day up there?

Understand? - I've worked for 8, 10 hours a day for 50 years!

For me, going up there is nothing!

What are you doing?

Do you want to ruin my scaffolding?

Come down from there! - Hold on, look!

He's an idiot. Get down!

It's not even insured, you know what they'll say if he falls?

It's all your fault, my friend.

Careful! - It's nothing, I just slipped!

Do you see, eh? What did I tell you?

What's wrong? It's nothing, I just slipped.

For you it might be nothing but for me it's important.

We've already had one accident here and that's enough.

Come on, what's your name?

Martelli, Paolo Martelli.

Why don't you ask him what his number is? - What number?

What do you mean by that?

He got out of prison this morning.

I did nothing wrong, nothing bad...

Just a moment, where did I put it?

It must be somewhere...

Ah, here it is. Read this, read this.

I'll be here all night with you two. Here.

Well, I guess it can't hurt. One more or less, I can take you on.

But if you're not here tomorrow at 8, neither of you will have work, got it?

Yes.

Hear that? We got work!

What's wrong, aren't you happy?

What's your name? - Antonio.

I'm Paolo. Here.

Thanks, Paolo.

Franco, are you still in you uniform? Why haven't you changed? - Yeah, right!

What's wrong? - Nothing. - Are you mad at me? - No, I'm mad at fate.

Lisa, you have to leave again. - Eh? - Right away. - No! - Yes...

You have to leave on the train coming from Milan. - Isn't there another train?

Yes, but they get there after midnight. - And that's how you tell me?

After I've traveled for 5 hours! - Lisa, I didn't make the timetable.

I know, it's no one's fault, but we can't go on like this.

What kind of fiancés are we? You should have been a barber. - You're right.

What kind fiancés are we? We may as well end it all. - You want to leave me?

No, my Lisetta! Don't you know how much I love you?

What would I have left, the train? Come on. - No, I don't want to leave.

Are you crazy? Your mother is waiting. Next time it will go well, I promise.

I promise, come on.

Franco, do you remember that room we saw in maple that you liked?

Tomorrow I'm going with Mum. - How much was it? - 250. - Don't forget the veneer.

Antonietta's all came unglued. - Did you speak with Tocci? - Yes.

But he wanted to sell. - And the place in Monte Sacro? - He already rented it.

Slow down, Franco! - Come on.

Franco, did you remember the money for the piggy bank? - Right, 29,000 lire.

29, that makes 143. Then I have my auntie's present, I asked for money.

Did you talk to Brunetti about the oven? Careful of him, he's a chatterbox.

Don't forget the mattresses in Milan. - I won't. When will we see each other?

That depends on you. - I wish it depended on me!

With the 107 I can be in Rome at midnight on Wednesday. - Midnight is impossible.

Why? - Because I'm working, aren't I? - Of course you're working!

Lisa, what day is it today? - The 22nd. - Are you sure it's not the 23rd?

If Sunday was the 15th, today is the 22nd. - Then in 3 days I have a day off!

No, if Sunday was the 15th, then today is the 23rd. Nothing doing!

Franco! - Lisa, do you love me? - Will we get married? - Yes, in September.

There's not enough time. - Why not? - The invites and the dress? - Come on!

And the house? - Put an advert in the paper. - How many rooms? - Two, three...

One is enough for me! - I want a dining room, too.

We haven't talked at all. - When will I see you? - I'll call you soon.

I'll see you in 7 days. 7 days will fly by!

All you need to do is count 1, 2, 3... - Yes, they fly by. Bye! - Bye!

What time is it? - That goes there. - Just as I expected...

It's 8:15. I knew it! - You know everything, you're a prophet!

You know what they call some prophets? Jinxes! - Hey, watch how you talk!

Ivo! - Dad, did you hear what she said to me? - You were asking for it.

15 minutes late isn't the end of the world. - So? It's the principle. - Do me a favour!

On such an occasion you shouldn't even be one minute late! - Stop exaggerating!

I'm doing it for you, for me... - Mind your own business! - Very well.

Well, Ivo is right. Come, a little respect...

Here they are.

Good evening. - Good evening, Teresa. Is Roberto here yet? - No.

What? I didn't want to get here before him. Has he at least called? - No.

He'll be here soon, don't worry. You're very pretty, you know.

Thank you. Please... - My dear Mr. Virgilio!

Finally! - I'm so sorry. - It's no bother. - And Roberto?

Perhaps it's all my fault, I sent him to collect an invoice.

You know what some people are like. - Please, sit down.

Shall we drink? - Shouldn't we wait? - He'll be here in matter of minutes.

Let's hope so. - What do you mean? - He's just kidding. - That joker!

What a beautiful home! - It's not beautiful, but we're honest folk.

I always say to my son: You need a serious girl, who works...

And he, in his own quiet way has found her, and I couldn't be happier.

Teresa is the perfect girl for him. - There aren't many like her these days.

Of course. - Mum, please stop. - What's right is right.

See that dress? All her own work. She has hands of gold!

Quite an asset, in these times. There are never quite enough pennies.

Mr. Virgilio, don't be so modest! With that repair shop you have a goldmine.

Please, it's a poor craftsman's trade. Of course, I can't complain...

And Roberto, what does he do? - Yes, I'd like to know that too.

Roberto is doing well. He's very skilled with carburetors.

A trade like that is better than a degree.

One can earn as much as they like. - As long as he works. - Ivo!

Ivo... - Don't listen to him, he's always joking around.

So, the car is yours? - Of course, whose do you think it is?

It doesn't say so here. - You policemen always like a good joke! - I think not.

Anyway, follow me to the station. - Why, are we thieves? - We'll see.

Are you just going to stand there? Why don't you say something?

His father will hear all about this. He's a famous industrialist.

Industrialist? I don't think so. Here it says Roberto Santucci, mechanic.

Mechanic? - Yes, mechanic. So what? - You little cheat!

A billionaire? You scoundrel! And to think, I wasted an evening on you!

Calm down, Miss. - Calm down my foot!

I should slap you silly! I knew at the bar you were nothing but a miser!

And I fell for it! - Cut it out, will you?

I hope they throw you in jail! Charmed me with your sweet-talking, eh?

You think I'd take you to the Fagiano? Just listen to this comic book girl!

She thought I'd buy her earrings! - Enough, follow me to the station.

I'll do no such thing! And as for you... - Etcetera, etcetera.

Would you mind giving me a ride? - Of course.

See that? She asked for a ride, then wanted dinner at the Fagiano.

She thought that the car was mine. How could it be? I'm a mechanic.

Young man, that's the kind of woman you're better off losing than finding.

I'm sorry, but you'll have to follow me. - Can't I go? It's late. - No.

9:30!

Perhaps Roberto lost the address. - Always the comedian, eh?

Perhaps something happened to him. - Wasn't he driving a car?

Yes, but he's so handy with cars. - He would have called. - Right.

Unless... - Goodness, I'm worried.

Don't worry, he's better off than us.

See? I was right. - Next time, avoid that kind of mess.

Don't worry, I'm done. From tomorrow I'll be engaged. - Congratulations!

Thanks. Actually, I should go, I'm already 2 hours late. - Yes, go ahead.

Good evening. - Good evening.

Goodbye! Thanks.

Why isn't he coming? - He must have changed his mind. - Funny, aren't you?

He never stops! - Come, let's drink. When Roberto comes, he'll explain.

If he comes... - That will do! What do you have against Roberto?

Too much. - Really? And you let him talk like this about his future brother-in-law?

I'm surprised! - Please be patient. Besides, he's not all wrong.

Do you think it's right what your son is doing? - What if he's in trouble?

We would be the ones in trouble, if we ended up with him as family.

Right! A royal family like yours? - Listen here!

I knew your son was ill-mannered, but now I know who he got it from!

Dad! - Quiet, you! - Thank goodness I found out what kind of people you are!

People to keep away from! - How dare you? - Big deal!

You can thank God this is my house! - That's why I'm leaving right now!

I've been here for too long! Damn the day I ever came here!

You rogue! - No! - Let him go, Dad.

And remember, if Roberto approaches you, too bad for him if he tries.

Actually, I'm going to look for him. - What if something has happened to him?

Ivo, come back! - You should hope that something has happened to him.

Because if I find him, I'll eat him alive! - Please Ivo, don't be so foolish!

Teresa, Teresa!

Open up, open up! - What do you want? - What do you mean? Let me in.

No. - Come on, please open up. - Go away, I don't want to see you again.

Open up, I can explain everything. And I have to talk to your father.

About what? - About our engagement.

At this time? - Any hour is good for an engagement. - No.

You won't open the door? - No. - Then you don't love me anymore? - No.

Alright, I know what I'm going to do.

Roberto, wait! Roberto...

See? You do still love me. - I know, but where were you?

I'll tell you later. - Teresa, is that you?

Oh God, what have you done? I don't have the keys!

Have you seen Roberto?

Hey, I'm talking to you! What are these faces?

Shall we tell him? - I don't have the courage. - But, say...

What's going on? - He was supposed to meet us at 6. - Well?

And instead... - Instead what? - He missed it.

Ivo, don't ask me about it. You know what a friend he was for us.

Poor Robertino!

But...

What happened? - You know what he was like. Over something so foolish...

Unfortunately, that's how it ended.

Hey, he believed us! - He almost fainted! - You joker! - Amazing, wasn't I?

It's Ivo. If he finds us, I'm in trouble. Let's go upstairs!

Dad! Something terrible has happened to Roberto.

I found out from his friends at the bar. - No! My God, that's terrible!

Are you sure? - Of course, it must have been an accident.

He was supposed to meet them at 6, but he didn't show. - An accident?

What happened? - He was driving. - What a tragedy!

Does his father know? - I don't think so.

Who will tell him? - Poor Mr. Virgilio!

And to think how we treated him. - I feel terrible! Such a nice man.

All he had was his son.

He was a good kid. - What about Teresa?

Thank goodness she can't hear us. - I hope she's asleep, poor thing.

She was so happy, and you made her cry! - Stop it Mum, or I'll start crying too.

Deep down, I loved Roberto like a brother.

Let's go and see Mr. Virgilio. - It's the least we can do.

I'm coming, too. - No, stay here. What if Teresa wakes up?

Dad! - Teresa, what are you doing there? - I heard everything. - My poor girl!

I'd give my own blood to make it untrue!

I swear, if Roberto is okay, I'll take you to the church myself... barefoot!

Come, Roberto. - Mother of God, thank you!

Ah, so that's how it is?

No, Ivo, you swore! - Yes, but before... - Ivo, what are you doing?

We'll go to the church together... barefoot.

Would you care to explain? - Right now, Dad?

An engagement is an engagement. - Yes, you're right.

Come in, and you call Mr. Virgilio.

After you, Brother-in-law. - No, you first. Who knows...

You might still change your mind!

Hey, Paolo! How's the country? - Beautiful! - Bye! - Bye.

How are you? Good to be home, eh? - It really is, Giuseppe.

My street, my people... and I found work! - Really?

Good for you! - Bye. - Bye.

Hello! - Hello!

Hi, Paolo. - Cencio, how are you?

Hi, Paolo! - How are you, Giovanni? - You've put on weight. - It's the good air!

- Hi. - Hello. - Hello!

See? I'm back! - Good to see you again!

Paolino, come here! - Miss Renata! - Let me look at you!

You look good! - Fat, like a keg of your good wine!

And I even found work, good work! - Hey, there! - Marcello!

Here you are, you two! Always ready for some fun!

Have you seen Marisa? - No, I'm going now. - Okay, but come down when you're done.

Paolino, don't take too long! - No. - Go, we'll play you some music.

Go on, Mario.

Marisa, I found work! We don't have to worry anymore.

Sing, my Darling. Sing!

My Darling...