All language subtitles for Un eroe dei nostri tempi 1955-subrip

- Why are you avoiding the lines?
- They say it brings bad luck.

- You believe it?
- Better not to step on them.

- What are you doing?
- Advise me when you stop!

- Should I whistle?
- Yes, because I don't want to crash!

- Is this the way to drive?
- What a blow!

- Are you crazy?
- You are crazy!

I have witnesses. Those three!

Where are you going?
They want to frame us. Let's go!

I'm not afraid.
Fortunately, I'm a cautious person.

- That man could have been injured.
- That's even worse.

He could die.
What would the police say?

That you killed him,
and then moved the corpse.

Photographs in the papers,
trials, scandals.

They find out you don't pay taxes,
you have a lover and use cocaine.

They frame you with call girls.

"What did you say, excuse me?
Me, a witness?"

- No, I'm beating it!
- You use cocaine?

No! But I don't want to be involved.

How can you say that? Listen...

"Dancer found dead in the bathroom.
Her lover was incriminated

because he doesn't remember
where he was the night of the crime."

- That's bad! He should remember.
- It happened six months ago.

- Could you remember?
- I know where I was.

- Where were you on the night of...
- Of...?

The night of January 20th.

January 20th...

December... January...20th.

First at the theater exit with you,
then at the cafe,

and at 10:20 p.m. in bed.

Please... Check it.

Let me see.

Here. Check.

Do you write down everything
each day?

It may seem useless, but if there
is a trial, I can always answer.

- That booklet is useless.
- Who says?

I say it! If the police
comes to your home tomorrow,

they'd arrest you
for the murder of the dancer.

Yes, it's a mistake.
But they'll lock you up!

Nobody enters my home
without a warrant,

because I don't open.
- They'd break the door down!

- But I am innocent!
- Meanwhile, you'll go to jail.

I won't go to jail
because I'm a free citizen!

- Lower your voice!
- No, I am a free citizen.

I pay taxes and they won't arrest me!
- They'll arrest you. They will!

- What are you saying?
- They'll arrest you!

- There isn't a motive.
- They'll arrest you just the same.

Well, if we have come to this,

I'll throw a bomb
and bust everything.

- Who will throw a bomb?
- Who is it?

Young man! I'm talking to you.
Come here.

- You're talking to me?
- Yes.

- I was going to catch the streetcar.
- Show me your ID.

Excuse me, if I may.
I'm their office manager...

- Don't interfere!
- Your ID, please.

It's the identification card.

We didn't mean
"I'll throw a bomb" literally.

- He talked about a warrant.
- This ID card has expired.

My father is dead.
I live with two aunts.

If you say it expired,
I'll renew it right away.

- Take a good look. It expired?
- Yes, it expired.

It doesn't have a stamp.

Excuse me. Let me see.

If a stamp is needed,
I'll have one put on.

It's his. It doesn't have a stamp.
What did you give me?

- Wait.
- You tell him.

- What is this?
- Is it the stamp?

- The stamp is there!
- Yes, alright.

But watch your words and leave
bombs alone, especially at this hour!

- Good night.
- Good night, sir.

Darn it. Why don't they ask
for your ID cards?

First you talk about being cautious,
and then about throwing a bomb!

No! You provoked me.

I'd punish myself!
You can't go out at night anymore.

What're you doing? I'm going home.
And you? Good night!

I'm not going out with him anymore.
He's so scared, that I get scared.

When I'm with him,
I'm never serene. He influences me.

Just think of the past winter.
We were on a trip to Venice.

He yelled, "Help!"
and everyone jumped in the water.

The accountant caught pneumonia
and the director almost drowned.

- What had happened?
- Nothing. We never found out.

- Woolen undershirts in May!
- He wears them until July.

In August, in September...
What a sorry sight!

- May I?
- Come in.

Here. 10,000 for the rented room.

- 240 for 12 phone calls.
- Actually, they were 14.

- 14? Here. Is this alright?
- Yes, thank you.

- Open! Police!
- My God! Clotilde!

The police?
What does the police want?

Open, or I'll break down the door!

Break down the door?

Open. Don't be afraid.

- Did you get scared?
- Why do you do this, Alberto?

This will teach you! You shouldn't
open to anyone at night.

You should say,
"Do you have a warrant?"

You joke, but today they
brought the eviction notification.

- Eviction?
- In three months.

We'll barricade ourselves inside.

- They'll throw tear gas bombs.
- I'll throw a fragmentation bomb!

- I don't kid around!
- Don't be an anarchist like Ernesto.

Who? Poor Uncle Ernesto
was such a good man!

- Good evening.
- Good night.

Was Uncle Ernesto an anarchist?

- He wanted to kill the king.
- His Majesty?

They put him in jail every time
the king went out with his carriage.

You have to tell me these things.
I must know how to move.

I could have inherited that instinct
from Uncle Ernesto.

For example, tonight
the police stopped me for a bomb.

- The police stopped you?
- Holy Lord! The police!

You have to tell me everything
about relatives, aunts, uncles!

Yeah! One word is enough today
to be framed.

- Is there an egg? Come on!
- Yes, it's ready.

- Here it is.
- The egg opener.

Is the director here? Then
I'll go through the storage room.

I'm going through the storage room
because I'm late.

The door is always open
for you, companion.

What does he mean by "companion"?

What is this friendliness? You give
them a finger and they take an arm!

- Sir, will you sign it, please?
- What is it?

- The protest against microphones.
- Why do you want to frame me?

- I am with you.
- Everyone signed. Except for you.

Here. Take a cigarette
and forget about the signature.

- I'll come up later.
- Come later and get another one.

"In answer to your letter

of the 15th or the present month..."

- X, 2...
- Any news?

Just a minute!

2, X, 2.

Bet 10,000 for me,
5,000 for Balestrazzi,

and 2,000 for the usher.
- And you?

- Not me. Any news?
- Your office manager wants you.

- Is she angry?
- Agitated.

It seems that her husband's body
is arriving.

Good morning, ma'am.

- How's it going?
- Alright.

Alberto, I've news
that will please you too.

After five years of struggling
with bureaucracy, my husband's body

arrived at the Brenner Pass.
- Good! I'm glad.

Five years are many
for a woman's nerves.

- Mr. Menichetti.
- Oh, God! Who is it?

You're late this morning, too.

No, director.
I sent him on an errand.

Alright.

Luckily, you protect me!

- That darn beard?
- I have tough hairs.

You could never have
a diplomatic career.

My husband shaved twice a day.

But then, everyone did it
at the Bucharest Embassy.

Hello? Funeral home.

Hello?
Yes. Mrs. De Ritis in person.

- No, right?
- Tell me.

There's some dust.
Get a dust cloth.

- A dust cloth?
- The coffin is at the Brenner Pass?

It's already been approved?
I breathe a sigh of relief.

Yes, it's free port.
I understand.

I hope what happened last time
doesn't take place.

It had reached Brenner
but was taken back to Bucharest.

Listen... Dear sir, the zinc coffin

is an expense that wasn't
in the budget.

- There you go!
- Yes, but 10,000 more...

- What thieves!
- Too bad.

- Write.
- I'll write.

Yes. The body will arrive...

- The body...
- On the 17th.

With the rapid train at 6:25 a.m.
on track 8.

Very well. Thank you.

- Mrs. De Ritis?
- Yes, director?

Did a storage room employee
ask you to sign

a protest against the microphones?
- No, director.

Good. Try to find out who signed.
Then we'll see.

They all signed except for me.
I can give the names.

- Lucidi, Balestrazzi...
- Enough!

Director, shall I let him in?

The director! The director!

- Know what he did to me on the bus?
- What did he do?

- That old man put his hand here!
- What did you do?

- He must have been at least 40!
- What a nerve!

- Is this the 1956 model?
- Yes, Director.

It's the homburg for next year.

I don't like it.
Looks like one dating back 50 years.

Our opinion is that
taste has a cyclic return.

We can't trust our opinions.

- How many did you produce?
- This is the first one.

Before producing more,
we must see how the public reacts.

We can repeat the experiment
of the limp Tyrolean model.

- Remember?
- Perfectly. What size is it?

- 60.
- Personnel office?

Let me know if some of our
employees has a size 60 head.

Alright.

Close it! Oh, ma'am!

- I knew I would find you here.
- I came for an urgent need.

It's not mine. 11 people smoked here.

- Balestrazzi gave it to me.
- Lower your head.

- Should I do penance?
- No! Lower your head.

I should lower it?

- Why?
- A half centimeter more.

- More? What do you mean?
- Orders from up high.

- Straighten yourself up.
- I should...

What should I straighten up?

- Oh, God!
- They measured yours, too?

- My head? Yours too?
- Mine, yours, Balestrazzi's.

- Why?
- Who knows!

What? They're measuring our head...

I am an employee, not a slave!

I have a right to know
why they're measuring my head.

- Is over 60 serious?
- The Duce's was 59.

Don't recall those twenty years.
We're in the election period.

- But if he had won the war...
- Stop recalling that!

Enough recalling.
Excuse me, sir.

- It's forbidden to put posters.
- I'm putting it up.

If someone removes it,
I'll bust his head.

Everyone is taking it out
on my head tonight!

Look. The hairdresser is coming!
My gosh!

What an occasion, Alberto!
You know her. Accompany her home.

Watch. I'll stop her. Good evening,
Miss Marcella. How's it going?

- Fine, thank you.
- Allow me to introduce my slaves...

my two employees.
Bilancia and Pedocchi.

- Mr. Pedocchi! Pleased to meet you.
- My pleasure.

- Sir, are you heading home?
- Actually...

- Why are you alone?
- I'm raging! I was at the movies with

a guy who began moving his hands.
- In what sense?

- Bilancia!
- What horrible behavior!

I told him to stop and put his hands
in his pocket, but he didn't!

So I hit him, and now I must go
home by myself.

- Are you afraid?
- A bit. Will you accompany me?

- Actually, we were having a meeting.
- What a shame!

- If I may, I'll accompany you.
- But you can't.

- There's the meeting.
- Well... Goodbye.

Goodbye.

You think I should have
accompanied her?

- What are you waiting for?
- Are you thinking about it?

- Go on!
- Wait!

- Go on!
- Wait! Let me thing about it.

Think about what?

- Just say that you don't want to go.
- I don't want to go! Alright?

- If you'd told me, I'd have gone!
- What?

I've been cultivating her for 3 years!

- Then why don't you go?
- Why? Why?

Would you go with a minor?

- She's a minor?
- She hasn't turned 18 yet.

You know what?
I would have gone.

Why should I risk?
Fortunately, I am patient.

She'll be an adult next year,
and I won't worry.

Alberto! Did you see how she looked
at me? I'll snatch her from you.

- What will you do?
- I'll snatch her from you!

Oh! Is that so?

Alright! My word of honor!
First time I see her, I'll get her.

- Good night.
- Goodbye! Goodbye!

He's filthy! He hasn't washed
for three months!

Didn't he take a bath in the tub
for Easter?

Yeah, I saw it. He put inside it
packs of newspapers, books,

suitcase, the kid's carriage.
Say it that you don't want to bathe!

- I know. He's in the office with me.
- Kick him out.

- Where will I put him?
- With the widow.

- Impossible.
- Have me transferred to yours.

- But the widow is in love with you.
- She swore she won't marry again.

- What does the widow want from me?
- Tomorrow I'll talk to the director.

- With caution, please.
- Don't worry. I'll take care of it.

Maybe we should go.

- Yes.
- Yes.

What does the director want?

He'll propose to try on a hat.

Here we go again!
Remember the Tyrolean hat?

He can't oblige us!
I won't wear it!

- We will all refuse.
- Do we agree on that?

- Alright.
- All compact, we won't accept.

- We won't accept.
- We won't accept.

Come in, please.

Come. Sit down, please.

Please.

- Coffee?
- Thank you.

Four coffees.

I called you here
for a particular request.

You are free to refuse.

There is a new model here.
If any of you...

Me, Director. Me.

Thank you.
The others can go. Go on!

Go on!
Suspend the four coffees.

- If another one is necessary...
- No need. I am here!

- Come here.
- Right away.

- Magnificent!
- Yes, lovely. Here.

- With joy.
- You'll wear it for a few months.

- To the movies, theater, cafe...
- I won't even take it off in bed.

Observe what effect it has on people
and make out a report each week.

- A nice report! May I go?
- Yes, go on, go on.

That's what you get! Stupid!

Sir, what's on your head? A pot?

You look like a minister!

- Where did you find it?
- You don't like it? It's a homburg.

Take it off. It doesn't look good.

I like it.
Even if I didn't like it...

What a lunatic!

Mr. Pedocchi.

- Isn't the office manager here?
- Yes. He's already in the bathroom.

Do you come here to smoke?

- No! I'm studying the soccer chart.
- Did you talk to the director?

Yes, but he passed the situation
on to the widow.

- What happened?
- She got angry.

She realized you don't want to stay,
and there's talk of firing you.

- Oh, God!
- Close the door, please.

Yes. She realized.

What now?

Good morning, ma'am!

Any news on the body?

- I'll dust.
- How's the hat?

Here he is! Well, director.
Soft, light, well ventilated.

People look. They ask me questions.
This morning there was an accident.

- No one laughs?
- Some.

Alright. Continue the experiment.

Soft, light,

well ventilated.

I am a slave!
The slave of a homburg.

Excuse me, ma'am. The estimated
expense of transporting your husband

from the station to the cemetery.

What're you doing? Ripping it?

- I shaved closely today.
- It's no longer necessary.

- You're not in my office anymore.
- I'll be moved to another department?

- I doubt there will be need of you.
- You're having me fired?

You chose freedom, I was told.

You were told?

If you have me fired,
I will do something rash.

Ma'am! I'm watching out the window.

Did you see?
I watched out the window.

We're on the first floor.
You fly low!

I can get fractures
even from the first floor.

- I fall very heavily.
- Listen, Alberto.

I think I'm a fairly good
psychologist.

Look into my eyes.

So much disloyalty
in this child-like face!

- I'm not loyal?
- Allow me to smile.

Only abroad did I meet
men who were truly loyal.

Real gentlemen.

- There are no gentlemen in Italy!
- Ma'am!

So, we spent 3 years together
without understanding each other.

You're a Latin man, Alberto.
It's so easy to understand them!

I am Latin, but I am loyal.

It's because I want to be loyal
to this man,

to this poor body,

that was blocked at the Brenner Pass
and we couldn't get authorization...

Believe me, Mrs. De Ritis.

May I know why you want
to leave my office?

You want to know? Yes!

Because you are a woman.
You are a woman.

- And I can't resist...
- Enough, Menichetti!

Let's be clear about this.
I wanted to be for you...

just a good friend.

Allow me to smile.

Friend? I can't live the whole day
with a woman who attracts me,

and whom I can't love
because I made an oath.

I mean... more or less.
Did you comprehend?

In Bucharest,
in the diplomatic environment,

they considered me
a rather cold woman.

Cold?
What do they know in Bucharest?

You've a Latin temperament, like me.

What nonsense!

You are not aware
of how fascinating you are.

I torment myself
to avoid embracing you.

- Words!
- Words? Excuse me.

Words, you say?

Who is it?

Mr. Menichetti, I want your letter of
resignation by the end of the month.

Director, it was a moment
of weakness

of which maybe I'm responsible.
- Yes.

- The boy has no blame.
- I am young.

Two lovers are not well accepted
in our company.

By the end of the month, one of you
will turn in a letter of resignation.

Director, I have to wear the hat.

It won't be hard to find a head
like yours.

I hope you'll resign. The lady
is a widow without any support.

So I... Who will stop me? In my
department, everyone has a lover.

Balestrazzi with Fiocchetti.
Baldini with Santoni...

- I'm not interested!
- Four with an old lady.

Who’s the father of Balducci's two
daughters? Ask Dominici about Maggi!

My husband liked light colored,
airy clothes.

He met me when I was a child.

- Do you hear the swallows?
- Yes, but I can't appreciate them

because one of us
tomorrow has to resign.

Here is your letter of resignation.
Will you sign it now?

Here is his tomb!

Lovely! Airy! Cheerful!

Hey there, Rudy! It was
our way of greeting each other.

- You want to sit down?
- The seat, please.

- Keep the hat away from the tomb!
- Excuse me! I can't.

You want to consult yourself
with him before signing?

Yes, I'd like to concentrate,

talking to Rudy, hearing his opinion,
has always guided me.

"Rodolfo De Ritis, diplomat".

"Killed in the blossoming
of his years".

- Killed? How did he die?
- While lighting a cigarette.

He didn't even notice.
He didn't feel the blow.

- The blow?
- Yes, a banal accident

during a wild boar hunt.
- What a shame!

- The gladioli, please.
- He was so distinguished!

- Were you two in love?
- We always had trouble communicating.

He spoke seven languages
and yet was a silent man.

We really only began talking
after his death.

- Incredible, huh?
- Why incredible?

He seems to be alive. Look.

Is he looking at us? You've nothing
to reproach us for, Rodolfo.

Water.

- Water, Alberto.
- Water?

- They are thirsty, poor things.
- I'll run.

- Shall I water the small vases first?
- Please do.

- See? There is a senator here.
- Yes, and there's a countess there.

- Nice, huh?
- Nice? Darn!

- Alberto, give me the letter.
- Yes.

- You want to sign?
- Yes.

- I understood that he agrees, too.
- Without a doubt.

But then, I am sure
you will be grateful.

- Will you move now?
- No, I'm staying.

I live with very little.
I have 42 dresses from the good days.

I don't have rent to pay
because I'm a guest in a consulate.

- In that case...
- I've the good fortune of not eating.

- You don't eat?
- No. Tea, a couple of sandwiches.

- You save.
- I live off of will power.

I support myself with my nerves.
I don't consume, Alberto.

Thank goodness!

I live with 22,000 liras a month.

22,000 liras a month!
What is that amount these days?

Thank you, Alberto.
I was sure you wouldn't refuse.

Sure of what?
That I'd give it to you?

I can't!
My salary is 40,000 liras a month!

Then, no, Alberto! No! No!
I'm the one who must sacrifice.

Give me 18,000.

Every month. Promise?

Can you make it 15,000?

It means I'll give up a tea.

Give up the tea.
I have two old ladies who eat!

15,000 liras a month?
You give her alimony like a wife!

At least I didn't lose my job.

She resigned, and who gives a darn!
I don't want to see her again!

Watch out, Alberto.
That woman is capable of anything.

- Know what happened to her husband?
- Yes.

An accident on a wild boar hunt. Why?

They say she did it.
She wanted to shoot the wild boar,

and instead, killed her husband.
- What?

Acquitted for lack of evidence.
Balestrazzi has newspaper clippings.

Now that she's left our office,
we can tell you.

She shot her husband,
and not the wild boar!

Who established that she wanted
to kill her husband?

Dear Alberto,
when a woman aims at a wild boar,

she kills the boar, not her husband.
Believe me.

Diamonds, cards, "settebello".
My points!

I can't follow the game.
My head is over there.

Are you sure the husband's death
wasn't an accident?

They could be ugly rumors.
Don't you think?

Balestrazzi has
the newspaper clipping.

- Did you see it?
- No, but I believe it.

She is a deathly woman,
dominated by jealousy.

You know what I'm afraid of?
That she loves me!

- Oh, God! What is it?
- What is going on?

A fire? What is it?

- A fire?
- Finally I found it.

What is it? Spaghetti?

Spaghetti? That's dynamite!

You wanted to explode?
Where did you find it?

In the basement.
You said to search the house.

We'll kick her out.
I'll give you 8 days’ notice. Go!

You owe me 42 years of arrears. I'll
take the house, if you kick me out!

Don't worry.
It's Uncle Arcangelo's stuff.

- You said he was cautious.
- He was like you.

- What did he do with this stuff?
- He fished.

He put powder in a jar
and had it explode in the river.

- All the fish came to the surface.
- What huge fish meals!

- I'll strangle you two!
- Don't do anything crazy!

- I'll lock you up with the gas on.
- Monster!

- Did you want to kill me?
- I'll take it to the bomb squad.

Give me that box.
You are two devils! I'll kill you!

- Let's shut the gas.
- She'll take it to the bomb squad!

The army must be kept away
from this insidious bomb!

- You don't know! I'll get rid of it.
- I'm scared!

Sir! Did you fall out of bed?

I always get up early in the morning.

- Will you give me hand, please?
- A hand?

So... Easy...

- Are you sure it's open?
- Of course!

- See?
- I've a bit of a hernia.

- Really?
- I've had it since I was born.

- Why don't you have surgery?
- I was reformed because of it

and I'd have to do
my military service.

I'd be a lieutenant in the Cavalry.
Goodbye.

- What are you doing on Sunday?
- Sunday?

- Will you take me to the stadium?
- Why the stadium?

- Do you have a special reason?
- No, I like it. I go there often.

I'll be alone on Sunday.
It's also my birthday!

- 17 years old?
- No! 18!

18? Did you deceive me?
You said 17.

- I was kidding.
- Then I'll come.

- Naughty girl!
- I'll see you on Sunday.

- See you.
- Goodbye.

The naughty girl will turn 18!

- Go! Go away! Off to work!
- Will you give me a cookie?

Go away! Go!

- Come on.
- Let me go!

- You always take it out on me.
- It's the second time I get you.

- You are making a mistake!
- A mistake? Come on!

- Do you have a match?
- A match?

- Young man, do you have a match?
- Young man!

Young man! Stop!

- Wait!
- You're talking to me? Yes.

- What are you doing here?
- Did your wife want a match?

- What is this?
- I was throwing it in the water.

- What is it?
- A dead cat.

- Let me see.
- Yes.

- This is explosive!
- It's explosive?

Fanatic!
Did you want to explode the bridge?

Be quiet! You don't know
the value of words.

- Come with me to the station.
- I had an uncle...

You'll explain everything
to the police chief.

"With the intent
of getting rid of it...

he was trying to throw it
in the river."

Why didn't you come here
and report it?

- Aren't I here, Chief?
- They arrested you!

My aunt said to me,
"Go to the police chief!"

So I answered, "I'm going, but..."

"What if I can't explain it,
and get framed by the police..."

The police isn't here to frame you.

- Actually, it's here to protect you.
- Yes, Chief.

I've always been protected
by the police.

When I walk down the street
and see lots of policemen around me,

I say, "Thank goodness! I feel safe.
The police is here protecting me."

Why don't you increase
the police corps, Chief?

"Menichetti Ernesto,
anarchist under special surveillance."

Menichetti Ernesto is my uncle,
but we don't acknowledge him.

In fact, he was kicked out
of the house at the time.

- He then died, abandoned.
- Shall I report that?

- Yes, report it.
- No...

Chief...

I didn't mean to say,
"I'll throw the bomb" in that sense.

I said it academically.
"I would throw the bomb."

Oh! You're the guy
who was yelling in front of the cafe!

- Report that!
- Yes.

- You didn't know?
- "I declare being

the same individual

who on the evening of..."

- Of May 12th, Chief.
- Oh, right!

- You see? It's all written here.
- Yes, alright.

"On May 12th he threatened to throw
a bomb, et cetera, et cetera."

- Have him read and sign it.
- Academically.

There were three of us that night.

Myself, Gustavo Pedocchi,
who is our office manager,

and Aurelio Bilancia
who is another one of my colleagues.

Sign here.

- Should I sign?
- Sign here.

To be truthful,
Pedocchi said "I'll throw the bomb."

Chief.
Is it necessary that I sign?

On his deathbed, my poor dad
told me not to sign anything.

This is a report,
and you must sign it.

- Legible?
- Legible.

Is it serious?

- What now, Chief?
- You can go for the time being.

For the time being? If you say that,
I won't sleep at night.

Don't worry.
You'll just be under surveillance.

Does that seem like nothing?
Like my anarchic uncle.

I have no political ideas.
I'm not left wing or right wing.

But I wouldn't want anyone to think
I'm in the center. I didn't even vote!

- Voting is a duty.
- I do my duty.

During the last strike, we were
all united like a granite block.

- And so?
- We all went to work.

I don't care about these things.
I already know what I need.

You yell, "I'll throw the bomb",

and then you're found with dynamite.

If they throw a bomb
in front of an embassy,

a political gathering,
in the office of a party,

who should I think of?

- Me?
- You understood. Now leave.

If that's how things stand,
I can only ask Baby Jesus

to avoid that the bomb be thrown.

- May I go home?
- Go home.

Where are you going?

- Where is the exit?
- Over there.

You wanted to go to the stadium!
Isn't it nicer here?

It looks like the Mississippi. Look.

Kids! What are you doing?
Playing with fire? Go! Go!

Don't you have a mother?
Go join her! Go!

What's the difference between
the Mississippi and the Tiber?

They are two rivers... same thing.
But on the Mississippi

there are boats with blacks singing
the old cotton field songs.

That is what's missing here....
a black man.

The black element with his big voice.

- What're you doing? Sleeping?
- I'm sleepy.

You turned 18 today, huh?

Allow me to ask you a question.

It'll embarrass you a bit,
but be honest with me. Don't lie.

What're you saying? I consider you
a brother, a father, an uncle.

That is why I came here.
I tell you everything.

You must tell me everything.

- Did you ever kiss a man?
- What're you saying? I'm pregnant!

Silly! Are you making fun of me?

- Naughty girl, are you kidding?
- I'm not. I'm expecting a baby.

- Who did it?
- Fernando.

Who is he? We don't know him.
He's a monster! Did he assault you?

He can go to jail for that.
I'll send him to jail!

Oh, no! Fernando and I love
each other. We want to get married.

So Fernando exists!
You're telling me these things?

Who should I tell? Fernando?
He has a lot to worry about already.

He's even unemployed.

- Why don't you find him a job?
- Me?

You are an office manager!
I'm here because he's unemployed.

That's because
he doesn't feel like working.

- Wrong. He has lots of good will.
- Yeah, goodbye!

- Put him in the storage room.
- Goodbye!

He's strong,
and has shoulders this big.

He's strong?
Does he know you're here with me?

Are you kidding?
If he knew, he's so jealous...

So you're doing it on purpose!
You want to frame me.

I'm running away from a lady
who is chasing me, and she's jealous.

I heard that she shot a person.

I come with you, find shelter with
a young girl, naive about life,

and that is why I care for her
and like her,

and I find out she's pregnant
and in love with Fernando,

a jealous, unemployed giant, who
will kill me if he sees me with you!

You may as well say you always
want to frighten me!

- What is it?
- Damn you!

You and your father
who sends you around with bombs!

If the chief comes, he'll take it out
on me. I'll kill you!

Imbecile! Let's see who you'll kill!
I really want to see that!

- Excuse me. I was telling your son...
- That he's an idiot!

Keep them close to you, instead
of having them bother people!

Now I'll come there
and bust your face

and that idiot's!
- Come here if you have guts!

- Kid, give me that rod!
- Hey! What're you doing?

- Running away?
- You're not? Run!

Run! Hurry!

See? He's coming.

- I hurt my leg.
- Will you give us the oars?

I'll bust your face with them!
I hope you drop dead!

Please, I am not an expert
of these places.

- We have to get the oars.
- Excuse me. My radio is there, too.

Radio, my foot! No rocks!

With rocks, I give up.

- I give up.
- You're running away from him?

- Look at his shoulders!
- Fernando would've beat him up.

- Stop talking about Fernando!
- Where will we end up?

I am not Fernando!
I have a position to defend.

Oh, come on! Where will we
end up? We're drifting.

- I don't know.
- Jump in the water.

I don't know how to swim.
You jump.

- Jump. Go get our clothes.
- You get them.

- I'll go.
- He is nicer with women.

You blew my mind with
"Mississippi, Mississippi"!

Get the radio too!
Call for help!

- What is going on?
- Is that guy crazy?

Companions, finally the strike
against microphones has been decreed.

This time it must be a success,
like a granite block.

Even the employees must
join in our movement.

Here comes Mr. Menichetti!
Good morning.

- Good morning. I'm late.
- Distribute them.

- They are leaflets.
- I should distribute them?

Yes, you're one of us.
We're counting on you!

- Calm down...
- Strike-breakers, watch out.

We must all be united
like a granite block.

Only if we're all united
and compact, can we...

Who is it?

We could get this case
and take it outside.

Come on, guys! All together.

I took her and pushed her
on the bank of the Tiber.

- What's she like in a bathing suit?
- Very tall with long legs.

- What did you do on the shore?
- I don't want to say anything!

We went swimming naked.

I reached my objective,
so I'll let her go.

- Could I go for a swim, too?
- Yes, yes.

You'll make it for sure.
What else can I say?

- What if the widow finds out?
- The widow? Don't joke!

What're we doing? Striking?

Do we have authorization?

You know what
that idiot director said?

- How's the hat going?
- Fine, Director.

Soft, light, well ventilated.

People look, ask me about it.
Some laugh.

- Good. We'll do a report tomorrow.
- It's vacation tomorrow.

- You want to strike, too?
- Absolutely not

But the storage room workers are
obliging me. No names, but Colucci...

Stop! I'll see you tomorrow at 9.

I'll be there at 8:45, Director.

- What do I do now?
- You're stuck.

I'm stuck.

Alberto!

- What have you decided?
- I'm not going. I'm striking.

Everyone compact.
I'm striking, too.

Good night.

Good night.

Tomorrow morning I'm going to work,
but I'll bet he's there too.

I have to go.
In the position I'm in...

Besides, Balestrazzi
would like to take my place.

- If I strike...
- Right.

The hairdresser!
She'll look at me.

Miss, I'll help you.

Let me do it. May I?

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

May I? Aurelio Bilancia.
My pleasure.

- We already met.
- Then hello again.

Miss, do you...

have a girlfriend?

Why?

We thought that the four of us
could go out together.

There is a place on the Tiber...

What did your friend tell you?

Miss, don't misunderstand.
We'll eat something,

drink spumante, dance...
- And then?

We'll go swimming nude
like the French do.

This is just a taste.
And I'll tell my Fernando

who'll bust your head,
and your filthy friend's head, too!

When the king existed,
striking was forbidden.

- Whoever went on strike was killed.
- Be quiet!

If the king were here...

What do you want to do?
What do you want to do?

I'll break your arm!
You think I won't do it?

- Get to work.
- Sure! Only I'll show up!

So much the better. The director
will see you and raise your salary.

- What about the porters?
- The porters will behave

because the police will come
with sirens blasting.

There will be chaos
and the chief will take it out on me!

Don't you realize
that I am on surveillance?

Say that you're sick.

- Is this your idea?
- Yes.

Wow!

Right... I'll get sick.

- Give me the key to the lock!
- Here it is.

Come on!

- Hello?
- Good evening. Am I disturbing?

- What is it?
- I can't come to work tomorrow.

- You can't or you don't want to?
- I can't. I have a hernia attack.

- That hernia again?
- It's the same one.

- Is it such a serious attack?
- Yes.

I'm rolling in my bed with pain.

I feel like there's a knife
in my guts.

Then remain lying down. It could
choke. I'll take care of things.

He'll take care of things?
What will he take care of?

Hello? Hello?

Hospital? May I talk
to the doctor on duty, please?

Saint Anthony, you are powerful.
Saint Anthony, Jesus hears you.

I called,
and the organization started.

Understand? What can I do now?
They framed me!

See how quickly they took me here?

Now I am in the company's hands.
Be quiet!

- I'm afraid!
- Shut up!

Hear her?
She's saying prayers for the dead.

The director is watching me.
How can I not have the operation?

While you're at it,
have your appendix removed.

Shut up!

You want to see me dead, right?

Look!

"A surgeon forgets scissors
in a patient's stomach."

Got that?
Look at what hands I'm in!

- I'll tear all my hear out.
- Mrs. De Ritis is here.

Let her in.
Give me 3,000 liras.

3,000 liras. Now go away.

Take her away!

Go! Go!

Go!

Saint Anthony, give him a brain!

- Good morning, big boy!
- Good morning.

- Some sweets.
- Pastries!

- Did you get your money?
- Yes, thank you.

Only 12,000.
3,000 was missing.

There must have been a mistake.

Anyway, here's the 3,000.

- Here? You're not looking?
- What an airy room!

- I'll put it here.
- So much light! May I open?

- Do you hear the swallows?
- Yes, ma'am.

A lovely day! A sunny day.

A day for a boat ride on the Tiber.

Are you hinting at something?
A boat ride on the Tiber?

You never went on a boat ride
on the Tiber?

Yes. I was dragged there
without my knowing about it.

But I won't fall in the trap again.

Who is it?
What will you do to me?

We'll give you a nice injection,
and then a small cut.

- Will you put me to sleep?
- We're giving you local anesthesia.

It's better if you don't put me to
sleep. I'm more relaxed awake.

If you do it tomorrow, or not at all,
it's even better.

What a big boy! I had five
operations, and I'd do it again.

- It's so relaxing!
- Hold still

and think about your girlfriend
who is waiting for you.

- Who is operating me?
- Professor Bracci and his son.

- I went to a Salesian school.
- Good for you!

The fathers loved me.

You and your mother drive me crazy!
You convinced her to go to Cortina!

- I'm sorry, Dad.
- I've operated for hours. I'm tired,

and this is all you can say!
Don't you realize I must be serene?

Excuse me, is that Professor Bracci?

What happened?
Did he argue with his son?

- Don't worry.
- Is he very nervous?

I hope his hand doesn't shake
at the last minute!

- Relax.
- Shall we say a prayer? Easy!

It's a simple operation, right?

Let's hope it's fast.
I get off at six.

- He's waiting for me with a new car.
- Be quiet. The professor is here!

- What is it?
- For the heartbeat.

Is it serious? Is he operating me?

Gloves.

Well? Hurry!

- Where are the gloves?
- Well? The gloves?

Are these the gloves, by chance?

I found them, Professor.

Straight scissors.

I'm having trouble breathing.

Flat scalpel.
I said the flat one!

Will you do an incision?

Don't worry. It's already been done.

My throat is dry. What is it?

Oh, God! What is it?

- Did the machine break?
- It's a flaw in the device.

May I? Are you sure
it's not a heart flaw?

- Don't worry.
- I am very worried.

- Relax.
- Am I in danger?

May I? The scissors?

- What? Shh! They're gone!
- Short scalpel.

- Is this one alright?
- The short one!

- Do what Dad says!
- Do what Dad says!

- Give him the short one!
- Silence!

I'll be silent,
but you do what Dad says.

- He has more experience.
- Mask.

What? Are you asphyxiating me?
I want to enjoy life.

If I survive, I want to enjoy life.

Wow! Look at the one coming out!
My God!

- My God!
- Calm down, Bilancia.

Hold still. Relax!

Mr. Pedocchi,
the third one from the right.

- Where?
- The one with the bangs.

I'll pick the little one
or the one with the pony tail.

- That one too.
- I choose the tall one.

I saw her first! We can't?

She isn't bad either.

I'll leave the tall one to you.
It's the same for me.

Get the tall one.
Anyone is fine with me.

Shall we go wash up, Mr. Pedocchi?

- Sure? We have half an hour.
- Shall we go?

- Sure! Did you take a bath?
- Yes, on Friday.

- You know what day it is?
- I can't take a bath every day.

I won't take you to the dancers,
if you don't take a bath first.

- Right, Mr. Pedocchi?
- Of course.

Let's go. We'll be back
just in time for the final.

Another little shave?

Here.

- It's perfumed!
- It smells like violet.

- What is it?
- Your toe is sticking out.

- Can you see it?
- Of course!

Spray it.

Hello? Clotilde! It's me.

Tonight I'm going to dinner with
my superiors, and my sock has a hole.

- Where is the hole?
- On the big toe.

- Then you can't see it.
- But my big toe is cold!

- Resist.
- You know I get embarrassed.

- Comprehend my embarrassment!
- Buy another pair of socks.

- I should put them over the others?
- Take them off and put them

in your raincoat pocket. They cost
300 liras. Don't throw them away.

- Is this your idea?
- Yes.

Please, ma'am.

For me.

Nine. One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight, nine.

- You do it.
- I'm first?

Yes. When the dancers come out,
you who know English will stop them.

- Then I'll intervene.
- Let's do the opposite.

First you go, then I hook up
and speak in English.

- Where are the torn socks?
- In a package.

- I couldn't throw them away.
- We'll make a bad impression!

You don't have to yell to everyone
that I've socks in my pocket!

- The dancers!
- The dancers!

- You must go.
- No, you must go.

Don't push!

- Calm down! You two go.
- Go for it.

I don't know the language.
What will I say?

Excuse me.

- The socks are to blame.
- I knew you'd ruin everything!

- Relax.
- We'd said to throw them away!

I can't.
My initials are on the socks.

Excuse me, sir.
you know where Grotta Lucullo is?

Grotte di Lucullo? Yes.

Go straight, take the tree lined lane

towards Tomba di Nerone.
- Nerone! Yes! Yes!

Go straight. Right flank!
After the Tiber.

- Tiber! Yes! Yes!
- Yes, yes. It's there.

Excuse me. May I accompany you?

- Where did you send them?
- To the Grotte di Lucullo.

- Are they waiting for us there?
- Who?

- Us!
- Why?

- What do you mean?
- Tell us the truth.

Why should they wait for us?
Who are we?

- I consider myself a man who...
- I don't consider you. Who am I?

- Who are you?
- I am the office manager!

- Who is he?
- Mr. Pedocchi.

- Who is he?
- What?

Who is he? Who is Mr. Pedocchi?
He doesn't exist.

We are three employees.
And they are 3 English dancers.

- Then why did we come?
- It's what I say!

You know what?
You are a flop, and a coward!

- Good night!
- Why don't you consider me?

I read the papers
and am informed on everything.

No. I take my hat off
in front of you.

I was saying, "Who are you,
Mr. Pedocchi? You don't exist".

- Shall we eat the pastries?
- I wanted them for my little boy.

Why for your little boy?
I bought them. They're for my aunt.

Today you proved to be sleazy.
Keep the pastries.

What do you want?
You didn't even pay your part.

The pastries are mine,
and I'm eating them!

- Look at that. He wants them!
- Young man, may I have a pastry?

- Who are you?
- Are you alone?

- Yes.
- You want to come with me?

- With you?
- I've an apartment.

- Where?
- At the refugee camp.

You want me to call the police?

Clotilde!

Oh, God!

- You're chasing me. Who are you?
- First I bust you, then we talk.

- Let's reason, man to man.
- You don't know me?

But you know Marcella!
I am Fernando.

Let's see how you get in the house.
I'll wait here all night for you.

- I'm not sleeping at home.
- I'll be back tomorrow.

I'm won't come tomorrow, either.
That's for sure!

What is it?
Darn socks!

- I'll throw them away. You work here?
- Yes, why?

- What is the gathering?
- What do you care?

- Can't I even ask?
- He is a great speaker,

but has no ideas.
- He sold himself to the agrarians.

He's a strike-breaker.

- May I make a phone call?
- Go ahead.

Hello? Did he leave?

- Yes, he left.
- What a filthy coward! He left!

I'm coming.

- Are you sure?
- He asks if you're sure.

Yes, he left.

- He cursed, and left.
- Yes, it's sure.

Today is the last day
of the election campaign.

- Thank you.
- 25 liras.

Excuse me.
Give me a Vov too, please.

The capital's population is joyously
heading towards the square

where the speakers with different
ideas will face each other

in a civil and democratic debate.
After 10 years of democracy,

the people of the capital city

are giving a demonstration
of the maturity they've reached.

In fact, the vibrant days
of contrasts and heated polemic,

are coming to an end
without the minimum accident.

Where's the hot water?

The election day was devastated
by a serious accident.

During a gathering,
an explosive device blew up.

- It'll teach them to have gatherings!
- Shut up!

A bomb exploded!

From initial investigation,
it seems that it's a time bomb.

- Do you think I can rest assured?
- What are you worried about?

The chief says he'll think of me,
if a bomb explodes.

Right now the chief
is thinking about me!

Panic among the crowd
of San Cosimato Square.

- San Cosimato Square!
- What is it, Alberto?

- Silence!
- The police suspects the bomb was

placed under the speakers' platform
during the night.

I didn't sleep at home last night.
If they find my socks, I'm in danger.

- Where did you throw them?
- In San Cosimato Square

where the bomb exploded.
- 300 liras!

- If the chief finds them...
- He'll take them home!

You devil! You gave me the idea
for the socks!

Auntie, if they find the socks,
I will be incriminated.

How can the chief know
the socks are yours?

How? Don't you know
about forensics?

A fingerprint is enough
for them to find the murderer.

There are digital toe prints
on socks but no fingerprint.

The police can't do anything.

- Was it your idea?
- Yes.

- Then I can rest assured?
- Yes, don't worry, and go rest.

- You didn't sleep last night.
- I'll have a good sleep!

Yes, I am serene.

- Goodbye, police! Goodbye, forensics!
- Thank goodness!

What will you find? Footprints!

- Auntie.
- What is it, Alberto?

- I am worried.
- Why?

Because I am very cautious,
and I think.

Until the socks are in the square,
there is a clue against me.

Did you find a package?

- What package?
- A personal clothing item.

- Find it. I'll give you 1,000 liras.
- 1,000 liras?

I'll give you 500. It's no big deal.
Just a pair of torn socks.

- Yours?
- No, my grandfather's.

Look for them.
I'll give you 300 liras.

Wait a moment.
I'll look in the trash bin.

Right. Look.

I threw them here last night
right in this place.

Where are you going? Ugly old man!
He's going to call the police.

You are journalists. Someone
is looking for a package there.

- Who is he?
- How is he dressed?

- He's over there.
- Where? I don't see anyone.

He's gone. He must have run away.

Guys, you let him get away!
What did he look like?

Stocky with a big head.

- Call the paper.
- We'll look for the package.

"Who do these socks belong to?",
garbage man Proietti Cesare wonders.

Now all of Italy knows
I had torn socks.

There's more! "The mysterious person
disappeared without leaving a trace."

"Who is he? Why did he run away?
Where was he the night of the bomb?"

- I wouldn't want to be in your place.
- Why? What did I do?

That's the press, dear Bilancia!
You still say "freedom of the press"!

- They didn't write his name.
- But my initials are on the socks.

- They're investigating on the socks!
- Answer this question.

- Did you throw the bomb?
- My God!

Answer!
Did you throw the bomb?

So you have the knife by the handle.

The paper pays.

- It pays?
- Yes, with thousand lira bills!

They give millions!

Let's call the bureau right away.
The number?

- "Città-Sera" 91051.
- Here it is! 91051.

- Come on. Let's call.
- Do you have a token?

- Here it is! I had forgotten.
- I knew it!

9, 1, 0, 5, 1.

Excuse me.

You'll give me millions!

- Hello?
- "Città-Sera". What is it?

- I'd like the crime news bureau.
- Wait, please.

- I feel relaxed now.
- Hello? What is it?

Hello? Are you from crime news?
- Yes.

Try to be nonchalant.

This is a good one!

Listen to what happened to me.

Excuse me, but I feel like smiling.

Last night, by chance,
I threw away a pair of socks and...

Listen to what a funny story.

Today I find them published
in the paper.

Speak clearly, I'm writing in
shorthand. Tell me your name, please.

- He wants my name.
- Alright. Be more determined.

My name?
I am an honest citizen!

Your paper slandered me
with millions of people.

- I have the knife!
- By the handle.

- I'll have your paper close down.
- I am asking for indemnity.

- I am asking for indemnity.
- However...

- However, what?
- Forget "however".

- Why did you have me say that?
- Alright...

- Hello?
- I'll propose something.

- Come to the paper right away.
- Excuse me. What for?

We'll return your socks and reach an
indemnity agreement. Don't be afraid.

- I'm not afraid. I'm serene.
- It won't end here.

- It won't end here.
- You'll keep on hearing talk of...

- You'll keep on hearing talk of...
- Of Alberto Menichetti!

- Are you an idiot? Give my name?
- What's wrong with it?

- Idiot? What do you mean?
- You want to frame me?

- What are you afraid of?
- My initials are on the socks.

- If they question me, what'll I say?
- Where did you spend the night?

- With you, right?
- With us?

- With you two.
- Until 1:30 a.m.

If they question me,
I spent the whole night with you.

No! I'm sorry, but in my position,
I can't be a false witness.

Alberto, I'm just saying
to watch out for false moves.

- Look for an alibi.
- I have an alibi, if you help me.

Make sure you don't involve me.

Try to recuperate the socks
and not leave them with the paper

because they want a scapegoat.
Good night.

Bye, Alberto.

What scapegoat?

Alright. I'll go to the paper and get
the socks. But I want 2,000 liras.

2,000? Alright.
I'll give you 2,000 liras.

Go up and say the socks are yours.

- If they ask you questions...
- I'll be quiet and not say anything.

1,000 before, and 1,000 after.

- Why before?
- Because I'm taking a risk.

If you want your socks,
give me the money before.

Enough. The others, after. Go on.

Remember! You don't know me.

A sleazy person!

He blackmailed me.
But what do I care?

He'll go up now
and get the socks.

No one knows me.
No one knows they are my socks.

- And I...
- There he is!

- The one with the gray homburg.
- Oh, God! Darn it!

- Let's go!
- Hurry!

- He ran away!
- He's off his rocker.

Call the police. Hurry!

"The mad attacker could be
easily located

due to his old-fashioned hat
that is uncommon in our days."

I knew this would be my ruin!

- He said, "mad attacker".
- He's right!

Your eyes are like Uncle Giustino's
when he died in the insane asylum.

Be careful! I could turn mad
unexpectedly, too.

- And strangle both of you.
- Oh, please, Alberto!

- Back up!
- Are they still there?

Yes!

It's the police. No doubt about it.
We're surrounded. They'll break in.

- If they find this, I'm done for.
- I'll go take a look.

Will you go? Good girl!

Beautiful! Beautiful! Be careful.
The police has a long eye.

Give me the scissors.
Well? You look like a man.

- Give me the scissors.
- What do you want to do?

- Cut it and throw it in the toilet.
- No, it's worse.

- The tubes will get clogged.
- They'll get clogged?

- Yes.
- Keep calm! Keep calm!

Keep calm!
See how calm I am?

Let's reason.
The tubes will get clogged.

- Police!
- The fabrics!

- Call Michele!
- Michele, get the samples!

- Run, Michele. Hurry!
- Quick! Run!

Put the homburg in the suitcase
and jump over the garden wall.

- You must go out the back door.
- I put the homburg in the suitcase.

Where will I throw
the suitcase with the homburg?

Outside of Rome.
Throw it in a river or in a ditch.

- The bricks will pull it down.
- Right.

I'll catch a train.
Shave your beard and don't worry.

- Sir! Thank goodness!
- What do you want? I'm in a hurry.

Forget about hurrying. Wait.

- I need you.
- Are you crazy? I have to leave!

- Where are you going?
- To Bergamo.

No. Postpone the trip
and come with me.

- They're waiting for me in Bergamo.
- No, excuse me!

You must talk to Fernando.

- With Fernando? Farewell!
- Where are we going?

- To Tufello.
- No, to the station.

Forget it!

Sir, I am pregnant.

Well? Tell that to Fernando.

Fernando thinks it's your child.

Mine? Is he crazy?

You must come to Tufello
to talk to Fernando.

- I have to leave.
- Tufello or the station?

- Tufello!
- The station!

- Go away! I'll call the police!
- I'll call them!

Be quiet. Don't cause a scene.

They're waiting for me in Bergamo.
What've I got to do with the baby?

You do!

If you don't patch this up,
I'll shoot.

- Are you going up?
- Yes.

- Yes, I'll shoot!
- Shoot Fernando.

- What did you tell your friends?
- What did I tell them?

- You're talking to me?
- No, to me!

- That we went swimming nude.
- I had an undershirt, you a bikini.

- Let's be reasonable.
- No! Fernando doesn't reason.

If you don't explain
that the child isn't yours,

I'll have to shoot.
- She shoots, that guy throws bombs!

When I get to Bergamo,
I'll write Fernando a letter.

- You can't write such things!
- Yes! A lovely letter.

So you'll get married.

Watch out! I'm not kidding.

He ruined me!

This train doesn't go to Bergamo,
but to Palermo.

- Palermo?
- Yes.

Alright. I'll go to Palermo.
I had to go there, anyway.

Alright. Thank you.

Heaven forbid!

Ten years of politics my way, and
Italy will become like Switzerland.

Only then can you go abroad
and say, "I am Italian".

Words! You created an election
campaign with words.

- Only words!
- And you created it with bombs!

- Bombs?
- Yes!

- Listen to me!
- No, you listen!

Learn to reason with your brain.

You've the nerve
to say that to me?

Remember the famous
session in Parliament of...

Did it seem right
what the honorable Gaddoni said?

- What was wrong with it?
- Everything.

What? Say it. Speak up.

- Oh, God! The suitcase! Stop!
- I threw it.

- Conductor!
- It's an old suitcase.

- What do you care? Go away!
- Conductor!

Help! Help!

He is a delinquent! Help!

Help! Help! He is a delinquent.
Open up!

When did I get suspicious?
When he said, "I'm going to Bergamo"

but the train was going to Palermo.

- The lady is a witness.
- I don't care

if it went to Bergamo or Palermo.
He must tell my fiancé the truth.

Know what he said? That he
went swimming nude with her.

Leave him with me 5 minutes
and I'll bust his face!

Watch out or I'll have you locked up!

Write that he locked me up
in the bathroom!

Alright. You already said it
three times.

Do you understand, Chief?

I don't even know
what a bomb is.

I didn't even do my military service
because of my hernia.

May I? This is the right part,
and this is the end part.

It's called "homburg with rim".
Model '56.

You already threatened
to throw a bomb.

With pleasure, Chief.
On May 12th. Here.

Excuse me, Chief. It's one thing
to say, "I'll throw a bomb"

and another to do it.

Who would give me a bomb?
Be sensible!

Who would give you one?
I'll show you.

Come.

- What are these two saying?
- They admit they made the bomb.

It was this small.

It was none the less a bomb.
Remember who you gave it to?

I don't know. It was night.
He had a head this big.

Is it him?

- Is your name Otello?
- I don't know of any Otello.

If his name isn't Otello,
it wasn't him. You've a cigarette?

- No!
- Keep on questioning him.

- Alright.
- Is it serious, Chief?

Good morning.
I'm Mrs. De Ritis.

Sit down
and give me your data.

It was deposited under the platform
during the night.

- Tell me where you spent the night.
- With joy!

I was with Mr. Pedocchi
and my colleague Bilancia.

We stayed out late
waiting for the dancers.

- Shall I report it?
- Yes, it's very important.

I give the orders! You spent
the night with the dancers?

- No.
- Yes. Frankly, yes.

You are a man of the world,
and know all about these things.

- What people!
- Where did the orgy take place?

There wasn't any orgy.
Menichetti is lying.

I am married,
and have a good social position.

- When did you leave one another?
- At one.

Much later. Yes! Yes!

- At 1 a.m. the accused left us.
- It was 2 a.m.

- One.
- 2 or maybe 3.

- Watch out what you say!
- Silence! Let's continue.

Will you please tell me
where you went from 1 a.m. on?

From 1 a.m. on?
I was with the lady.

- Things were different with the king.
- Silence!

- Yes, sir!
- Where did you meet?

- Near the theater.
- What were you doing there?

- It's not your area.
- I was resting.

- You were attracting customers.
- Did I?

Yes! In fact, we spent
the night together.

You even gave me a pastry!
You want to ruin me?

My son is a military.
I've nothing to do with subversives.

- Did you hear that?
- Yes, but here among so many people,

the lady isn't comfortable.
- I don't care about being a lady!

- He stayed a minute and left.
- I correct myself. I left.

- Where to?
- Home. Yes! I went home.

He slept the whole night like an
angel. Saint Anthony is a witness.

- What time did he get home?
- At 1:30 a.m. Chief.

- Mr. Fernando is a witness.
- No! You never came.

I spent the whole night
in front of your home.

- The whole night?
- Yes, I slept there.

In fact, while he was sleeping,
I silently entered my home.

You can't frame me.
My mind is lucid.

- Why did you wait for him there?
- He had to talk to me.

No! I wanted to beat you up!
He said they went swimming nude.

- Calm down!
- He's threatening me!

Say that in front of the chief.

Tell Fernando what happened
with us on the Tiber.

Nothing happened.

Mr. Fernando, Marcella
is like a sister for me.

- She is pure and chaste.
- No! I'm pregnant.

- A nice big baby.
- Do you believe it now?

- I'd never go with someone like him!
- Besides, you were a minor.

- He's a sex maniac.
- What do you want, old lady?

He locked me up in the bathroom.
He wanted to rape me.

- Alright. A minors rapist!
- Let's put the old lady aside.

It's all written here. On that day,
the lady was no longer a minor.

Here. "May 23rd.
Marcella turned eighteen."

You see? She's not a minor.
The following day. "May 24th."

"Innocent outing with Marcella
on the Tiber". You can't frame me!

- Calm down.
- It's all written here.

Nothing. It's all written down.
You can't frame me.

- Excuse me.
- Come in.

- Mrs. De Ritis.
- Are we in trouble?

- No, everything was cleared up.
- Please, a glass of water.

- Mineral water for the lady.
- Everything is written here.

Yes. I write in it every day.
In case someone wants to frame me.

- Everything?
- Everything.

So there's also written where you
spent the night of the attack.

- You confirm you were home?
- Yes.

"May 18th.
Spent the night out."

"Drank Vov.
Returned at 6 in the morning."

Excuse me. It is my handwriting?

Young man, you lied,
and will be in big trouble.

- Take him away.
- Where are you taking me?

- Let's go! Let's go!
- Saint Anthony, protect him!

I feel I must say something
in defense of this boy.

Say something
in defense of this boy!

- What is it?
- There are lots of people.

I'd like to speak alone.

Ladies and gentlemen, you're kindly
asked to go to the other room.

Could you go
to the other room, please?

- May I stay?
- Yes, go ahead.

Thank you very much.

Excuse me. Here you are.

You are a very discreet executive.

From the north?
Maybe you lived abroad a long time?

No, I was born in Palermo,
and I never crossed the border.

- And so?
- Chief...

- You want to make a statement?
- Yes.

I think the boy lied to...

defend the honor of a lady.

- Right!
- Be more explicit.

Menichetti couldn't have thrown
the bomb because on that evening...

he was with me.
- Will you report that, please?

- Are you married?
- No!

She is a widow.
That's why it's not adultery.

We would have been married,

if I hadn't sworn
on my husband's grave.

That she'd never get married again!
His body separates us.

It's an impossible obstacle.

It was, Chief.
Fortunately, it no longer exists.

What are you saying?
It doesn't exist?

I think, if my husband saw me
at the center of this scandal,

he would feel it necessary
that we get married.

Are you sure of what you're saying?
Think it over.

Don't worry, Alberto. I sense
that Rudy has revoked the vow.

What? Revoked it?
Excuse me, Chief,

but can a dead body revoke a vow?

The Catholic religion
doesn't allow it.

- Yes, but my husband was Protestant.
- Oh! He was Protestant.

- Sir, we found him.
- Who?

- Otello.
- The man who threw the bomb!

- He confessed.
- You did it!

- Take him away!
- You wanted to frame me!

Sorry for the gesture.
Maybe I exceeded.

- This report is no longer necessary.
- You'll rip it up?

- May I rest assured.
- Yes. Everything is clear now.

Everything? Excuse me, dear.

- Chief, a few words.
- Come in the other room.

- Hurry. We've a lot to do.
- I'll be quick, dear.

Excuse me.

It relieves me very much.
You want to drink a digestive, too?

No, thank you.

- Northerner?
- I don't know.

She blackmailed me.
I have to give her 15,000 a month.

I didn't spend the night with her.
She wants me to marry her.

I report her for blackmail, false
witnessing and presumed murder.

- What murder?
- Of her ambassador husband.

Why did she always live abroad?
Because she doesn't like Italy!

She killed her husband abroad.
During a wild boar hunt.

She said she aimed at the wild boar
and killed the ambassador.

But when a person aims at
a wild boar, he kills it, huh?

There she is! The murderer!

Chief, arrest her.

Stop her from doing more harm.

Sit down, madam.

Please.

That young man left.

Is it true that your husband
was an ambassador?

I was expecting this question.

He was a part
of the diplomatic personnel.

What was his assignment, exactly?

- Butler.
- Servant.

- First embassy servant.
- In what circumstance did he die?

Typhoid. He died in Bucharest.

That silly man was a victim
of rumors circulating in the office.

Were you present when he died?

I was not in Bucharest.

I always desired
living abroad, but...

- I never had a visa.
- How do you live now?

I even lost my job!

But I get by.
Languages...

My deceased's retirement money.

I am the guest at a consulate.

With foreign people
who understand me,

it's a bit like living abroad.

- Goodbye, Chief.
- Goodbye.

Madam, what do you think
of that young man?

I always thought he was
sleazy, but...

I thought he could be recuperated.

Anyway, I'm happy
with what happened

because I would've made the first...

and certainly the most serious
mistake of my life.

Goodbye again, Chief.

- Did she leave?
- Come. I must talk to you.

You have taken a bad road.

With all your fears,
you've ended up losing

your job, your friends,
and a woman who maybe loved you.

Don't you see what you've become?
I'm sorry to say this,

but look at yourself.
You look like a lunatic!

You must learn to live
like a young man of our time.

That of being loyal, brave,
proud of your ideas.

Of taking your responsibilities,
even if you must pay for it.

Dive into life and be brave.

I will go so far as to say,
be incautious!

- Here he is!
- He's so handsome!

- You've been saved, Alberto!
- I was saved by a miracle.

It's your fault. Is this the way
to educate a boy?

"Look where you put your feet,
wear a woolen undershirt,

beware of your friends,
don't trust people, be cautious."

The chief said to me,
"Be incautious!"

- "Dive into life."
- Go for it!

- Where?
- Wherever you want.

I lost my job,
my friends betrayed me,

the woman I loved abandoned me.

The police watches all my moves.

You are responsible
for the future of this boy.

Where should I go now?
What should I do?

Where can I find a place
to be peaceful and safe,

and feel protected?

That way you'll be at peace.

- Did you have this idea?
- Yes.

Right!

Hurry! Let's go! Go!

Go! Go!

- May I go?
- Go!

Will it be dangerous?