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This 4K restoration of I fidanzati

was performed by the Cineteca di Bologna Foundation

based on film negatives and soundtracks provided by Titanus

at the L'lmmagine Ritrovata laboratories

with funding from the Ministry of Culture and Tourism.

GOFFREDO LOMBARDO PRESENTS

A FILM BY ERMANNO OLMI

MUSIC COMPOSED & CONDUCTED BY:

DIRECTOR OF PHOTOGRAPHY:

EDITING BY:

A TITANUS PRODUCTION

WITH SICILIA, INC. AND 22 DICEMBRE, INC.

Well?

Carletto.

- A glass of water, please. - Right away.

- Want to dance? - I don't feel like it.

- Why not? - I just don't.

- What's the matter? - Nothing.

You're in a mood tonight.

Look, if I don't take it, there are ten others who will.

It won't change anything.

It's all in your head.

About a year and a half in Sicily.

We have to build a new department, and we need specialized workers.

Pardon me, sir, but at the moment he's not.

Not an issue. We'll promote him.

For once a poor guy like me gets the chance to get ahead,

and there you go.

All she can do is whine.

Come on, let's dance.

- Are you married? - No, no.

Good, fewer complications. You know how it is with transfers.

How old is he?

He's turned 70.

They treat them well.

They can't complain.

The only problem is loneliness.

They feel abandoned,

and if they don't get used to it, after a while they waste away.

Is he a relative?

- No, he's... - Your dad?

Yes.

Well, if you have no other choice, you'll just have to accept it.

What is it?

Attention, passengers.

The Alitalia flight 409 is now landing.

We remind the passengers that the flight

will depart for Rome in 45 minutes.

Thank you for your attention.

There they are.

Welcome!

Dad!

Come here, give me a kiss!

- Are you Tommasini, the engineer? - Yes, I am.

I'm the judge, pleasure to meet you.

Mr. Malpiani regrets that he couldn't come.

Thank you, miss.

- Is the car here? - This way.

- Was the trip pleasant? - Yes, thank you.

- Excuse me. - Of course.

- Have you been with us long? - Three or four months.

- Where did you get your degree? - In Rome.

Who was your teacher?

- Professor Tesorieri. - Ah, yes.

What department are you in?

- Sulphuric. - Really?

How do you like it?

Well, truth be told...

It's only been four months, but I like it.

I don't think I can make an accurate judgement yet.

I've only been there since graduation. It hasn't been long.

What a dolt! Did you see how he popped out?

He thinks he's in the countryside.

A road filled with traffic, and out he rushes like a squirrel.

Some people have no manners.

That animal belongs in the wild, not the middle of the road.

Just this morning a cyclist cut me off.

I almost ran into a wall.

You gotta have nerves of steel.

These days you got cars coming at you from every which way.

It's unbelievable.

Look there.

See those lights over there?

Those are our plants.

Maybe later we can call Moranzi.

I don't think we'll find him on the phone.

- Have you had dinner? - Not yet.

- Then go, and good night. - Thank you.

- Are you staying here too? - No, I live in town with my family.

We used to live in the city, but the rent got too high for us.

- Evening, ma'am. How are you? - Fine, thanks. Welcome back.

- Any calls for me? - No calls.

A room for Mr. Cabrini. He'll be staying for about four days.

- Very well. - Thank you.

- Here you go, room 24. - Tommasini, how are you?

- Get settled, I'll see you later. - Alright.

Now, ma'am...

Remember, he cannot stay longer than four days.

I have a reservation for that room.

Yes, just a few days, until we find him a place to stay.

- Will I have my usual room? - Of course.

- The spaghetti is ready. - Coming.

- The chicken too! - Alright.

Order up, the kitchen's closing.

- What do you have? - Do you know what time it is?

We're supposed to close at 9:30.

- I didn't know. - Spaghetti or soup?

- All the same. - Do you have coupons?

- No, I just got here. - You'll pay me later, then.

Very well, thank you.

Coming in this late?

You're working too much, sir.

It may surprise you, but waiting tables is draining work.

Can you imagine serving 100 meals, just the two of us?

Not to mention lunch.

90, 100 people.

Sometimes even 150.

Then, when I get home, I have to start all over again.

My wife's not there, so I have to manage.

Our little boy's in the hospital

so she's staying in the city with my mother.

He's been in the hospital for over two months,

and they still don't know what's wrong with him.

The local doctor always said it was an ear infection.

Then we took him to a specialist, and he said it wasn't.

Is he in pain?

We can't tell, he's only a few months old.

He cries and spits up everything he eats.

I'm sorry.

- Spaghetti's up! - Excuse me.

Of course.

Good evening. Please don't get up.

Mr. Tommasini asked me to tell you

to ask for Bertinotti at the plant tomorrow.

Alright, thank you.

- Room 17, please. - Here you go.

- Thanks, good night. - Good night.

- Wake-up call at 7:45. - Okay.

- I'm calling Milan, ma'am. - Alright.

Room 30.

- Thank you. - 39, thanks.

Room 24.

Excuse me, I must be at the plant by 8am tomorrow.

There's a bus at 7:30. It'll get you there by 8.

Thank you.

I'm going out. Good night.

- Thanks. - Good night.

If I don't take it, there are ten others who will.

They're going to promote me to specialized worker.

What are you afraid of?

You think I'm just going to disappear?

Good night!

Who's there?

- Hello?! - Your wake-up call.

Oh, thank you... sorry.

Excuse me, I'm supposed to see Mr. Bertinotti.

Upstairs, second floor.

No, that's useless...

- Mr. Bertinotti, please. - He'll be right here. Have a seat.

- You can sit there. - Thank you.

Paging Mr. Padellaro. Mr. Padellaro to ammonium sulfates.

Salvatore Clementelli is needed urgently at PS3.

Salvatore Clementelli is needed urgently at PS3.

- Oh, right. Please come in. - Thank you.

Mr. Bertinotti is busy at the moment.

Meanwhile, here are your ID cards. Excuse me just a moment.

Hello?

Follow me. Can we come in?

Excuse me.

I told you, only your daughter can come in.

If all employees brought their families to work...

They won't wear their protective eye gear.

They've been working like this for too many years.

They have a different work ethic, it goes back generations.

At first, when it rained, they wouldn't come to work.

- You're kidding. - Everything stops here when it rains.

It's just their nature, they don't have the industrial mindset.

We need to start over. With the new generation, maybe...

Yeah, of course. I know!

Come here.

COOL DRINKS

Hey! Come back here!

Good morning.

Last night, while walking on via Enrico Toti, via Gargallo

via Garibaldi, or inside the Splendido theatre

a wallet containing 5,000 lira's

and various important papers was lost.

Whoever finds it is welcome to keep the money

but is requested to mail the papers to their owner.

Last night, while walking on via Enrico Toti...

Children, how many times do I have to tell you?

When you come into church, you mustn't talk, run

laugh or spit!

You're just here to pray.

Keep still, children.

Remain in your seats.

Stop, leave the dog be!

Don't touch it!

Children!

- Good morning. - Can I help you?

- I'm looking for a room. - Come in.

- Come on in. - Thank you.

- When do you need it? - As soon as possible.

I'm at the plant's hostel, but I don't think I can stay for long.

We're all full right now, you see.

There's that bed in the corner.

If you want it, it may be available in a few days.

Come, I'll show you another room.

This is available right now, but it's a single.

It goes for between 10,000 and 12,000 a month.

This one even has a nice terrace with a view of the street.

- You can get some fresh air. - How much is it?

It was different when the plant opened, but now it's hardly worth it.

They've all wised up and hiked up the prices.

Things cost the same as in Milan now. Some even more.

Before the transfer, I'd have a little left at the end of the month. Not now.

All in all, coming to work down here

is no longer a good deal.

If your family comes with you, maybe.

Many bring their wives, but it's a heck of a life.

They can't handle it.

The people down here aren't bad.

They've always been hungry, so it's only natural.

As soon as cash starts going around, they want some.

There are school teachers working in construction.

With the first money they set aside, they start building a house.

They don't care if they have to abandon it halfway through.

They're happy just having four walls.

They eat bread and lemon, bread and carobs

and save their money to pay off debts.

They plant oranges, tangerines

mostly lemons and tangerines, because they're fast growers.

In a few years, the orchard starts making money

and they leave the plant to live off their plot of land.

It's not that they're lazy. They do their work.

They're just a little crazy.

The sun's real hot here

and they never have a chance to blow off steam.

- Want a smoke? - No, thanks.

- Take one. - No, I just had one.

I was among the first to come down here.

You should have seen it. It was full of Algerians.

They'd bring their lunch wrapped up in a rag.

Now they all carry briefcases and look like executives.

They care about that stuff.

It's amazing. Wait till you see them.

The amount of people is unbelievable.

It only lasts a week, but they party enough to last all year.

You should see the getups some women show up in.

They don't even talk, so no one will recognise them.

What are you honking at? You just got off your mule!

You won't catch me driving around here.

Who let them drive? We're not playing bumper cars!

Hey, idiot! Watch your step. I'm not wearing clogs, you know.

Stay close to me, or we'll lose each other.

If we do, let's meet up at the car.

Coming through!

Coming through... Move, you knucklehead!

You gotta watch out, guys.

Hey, look what I caught!

She looks like a beached whale.

Don't be greedy, leave some for me!

I hope it's not a man.

With all these masks, who can tell?

He's been drinking again.

May I come in?

Here are the papers, ma'am. If he really can't take it...

- Alight. - They're already signed.

It's no use. He'll just have to give it up.

If an old man can't even have a sip of wine, what's left to live for?

- Where are you from? - Catania. You?

I'm from up North.

Poor thing from the North, so far from home!

I'll give you a kiss, just to console you.

- No, that's not allowed. - It won't be any fun then.

It'll be wonderful, you'll see.

See you at the finish line!

Faster, go faster!

Up to the gate!

What gate? Come on!

What's he doing?!

Come on, come on!

We won, you suckers!

You didn't win, you cheated!

You gotta pay up!

No, I'm not paying.

Pony up, loser!

Oh, go to sleep!

Here, keep it.

You're a real piece of work.

Not you, sir. I meant the horse.

Who's there?

Quick, run!

Hey!

I saw you! Where are you going?

Show your face if you dare. Coward!

Are you done making a racket out here?

- Aren't you tired of fooling around? - They started it.

Of course they did. Go to bed, it's late.

Just a minute.

Beg your pardon.

Thank you. Very kind of you.

Blessed Mother!

Here you go, sir. These are your keys.

One for the apartment and one for the front gate.

Good. By the way, I couldn't open the bathroom.

Yes, it can be tricky. I'll show you how it works.

When you open it, you need to push upward.

Then you bang on it and give it a push, see?

Please have a seat. Someone will be right with you.

Michele!

Sir! Come here just a moment.

This letter came for you two days ago.

- I always put the mail here. - Thank you.

You should always check. I forget sometimes.

You've been shopping, I see.

Mum, the door!

Excuse me. Good day.

Who told you that?

It was Marco, wasn't it?

That son of a...

Look, it's no use getting angry.

I'm the one who should be mad, besides.

You mean you're not?

I'm not.

I'm insulted and disappointed.

I'm going to ask you a question,

and I want a straight answer.

- Good evening. - Evening.

Do you still want to marry me?

Now?

How could we?

I didn't ask you when.

I just want to know if you still want to marry me.

There's no water.

Why not?

They turn it off on Sundays.

- Want a little of mine? - No, thank you.

- It's nice and cold. - Thanks all the same, don't bother.

It's no bother. Come on.

Come over here, I'll pour it for you.

Good thing I kept a little aside.

That was smart, huh?

It's so hot.

Shall I pour a little on your back?

Nice and cold, eh?

You like that?

Thank you, that's enough.

In your letter you wrote only of my father,

and said nothing about yourself.

How are you?

Are you keeping your spirits up?

Why haven't you written?

I sent my postcard two weeks ago, and still no answer from you.

My address is the same as before, at the hostel.

The last address I sent you.

My regards to everyone... and a kiss to you.

Dear Giovanni.

I received your postcard and your letter.

I hesitated to write back. I wasn't sure you wanted me to.

When I received your letter, I got scared.

I wanted to open it right away, but couldn't work up the courage.

I felt excited and happy running up the stairs.

But all of a sudden, that happiness frightened me.

I was afraid. I don't know why.

A thousand thoughts raced through my mind

most of them disturbing.

I even thought this might be your last letter.

I admit I was afraid.

I had lost faith, and hope as well.

Now I'm sorry I thought ill of you.

I went to see your father.

He's fine, and he sends you his love.

In the evenings he sits in front of Mrs. Seminari's door.

They keep it open because of the heat

so he can watch their TV.

At least it keeps him from going to the bar.

In other words, the reacting gas, i.e. the ethylene

mixed with air and an inhibiting agent

passes through an exchange chamber

where the mixture is heated and then sent to a reactor

from which emerges the ethylene oxyde...

My dear Liliana

the heat here has become unbearable.

Up to 60 °C in the sun, 45 in the shade.

Only the classroom at the plant is bearable

because it's air-conditioned.

I bet it's hot up there too.

Do you still go dancing at night?

I've stopped going.

There are no dance halls here.

But that's not the only reason.

I was used to dancing with you. I'm not comfortable with other girls.

On Sundays I don't know what to do.

I just wander around aimlessly.

Besides, without my motorcycle, there's nowhere to go.

Write me when you can. It's nice when I get home at night

and the lady at the hostel tells me I have mail.

Regards to my father and everyone else.

And a kiss for you.

Dear Giovanni...

It's been so many days since you left.

Over two months now.

I don't go dancing any more.

I don't want to go to the Speranza and see all our friends.

I don't want them asking about you.

With those insinuating smiles... you know how people are.

I'd be embarrassed.

We have so many memories in that place.

You could say that's where we met

when I used to accompany my older sister there.

I was 15 or 16, remember?

You were just back from military service.

I never told you this

but the first time you asked me to dance.

I said no because I didn't know how.

I had my girlfriends teach me at home

and every night after that, I hoped you'd ask me again.

How many memories since then

good and bad.

Ever since you left, I cherish even the bad ones.

At times all those memories made me want to cry.

But I didn't want to cry. I wanted to be strong.

So I would try to feel resignation

just in case you decided not to come back.

I tried to forget you, to erase you from my thoughts.

But now, thank goodness, everything has changed.

Those sad thoughts seem so far away.

What beautiful letters you write, Liliana.

You're so good at expressing yourself.

I'm not as good

and maybe I can't say everything I feel.

But I'm sure you understand me just the same

because the feelings you express are the same as mine.

You speak for us both.

You know, Giovanni...

Perhaps your trip was good for us both.

I think the distance helped us understand a lot of things.

We've been sweethearts for so long.

So many years.

More than sweethearts. You know what I mean.

But we've never really spoken...

Confided in each other as two lovers should.

We each kept our thoughts to ourselves

and were content just being together.

But perhaps our being together was becoming a mere habit.

We didn't realise we were back to being alone.

We're much closer now.

I realised it when I thought back on all our time together.

I feel as if we're starting all over again.

Reliving the same feelings

but as if we're somehow different

somehow better.

Liliana?

Hi.

It's me, Giovanni.

No, nothing. No reason.

I felt like calling you.

How are you?

No, it's nothing!

I just thought I'd call you.

It's Sunday, so calls are half the rate.

How are you?

It's cooled off a bit, but a storm is gathering.

What are you doing?

I have to go to work now.

My bus leaves in 15 minutes.

I don't feel like working today.

I'd rather stay home. Besides

they could do without me for one day.

- Three minutes. - Yes, thank you.

Maybe I'll call again next Sunday.

But write me anyway, okay? Bye.

THE END