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This 4K restoration of IL POSTO

was performed by the Cineteca
di Bologna Foundation and Titanus

based on original Dupont film negatives
and Italian sound negatives.

A first-generation positive copy
was used as reference.

Fabio Olmi,
DP for many of his father's films

oversaw the colour grading.

The film was restored in 2018
at L'Immagine Ritrovata, Bologna.

TITANUS PRESENTS

Hey, Domenico.
-Come on, let him sleep.

Well, you know...
-Oh, Lord.

You tell him, then.
Tell him to do his best.

He's not a child anymore.
He can handle himself.

Is this with ham?
-Yes.

You don't get chances like this
every day.

Tell him to be serious about it.
-Can you do me a favour?

Could you go to the store?
I've run out of oil.

What kind of oil?
-The usual canned one.

Okay, bye.
-Bye.

Franco.

What?

Wake up.
You still have homework to do.

Yeah, I'm awake.

CRITICS' CHOICE AWARD,
VENICE 1961

O.C.I.C AWARD
1961 CITY OF IMOLA AWARD

"To those who live
in the Lombard countryside

"Milan is first and foremost
the place to find a job."

Each morning, the same story.

You have plenty of time,
but you wait till the last minute.

Your father's always upset.

One of these days
he'll get tired of this.

Where are my books?
-In the kitchen, I bet.

Look at him. He can't even
keep track of his books.

Who said you could use
my book strap?

Make sure you put it back.

Don't be a smart aleck with me.

And don't shrug either, you hear?

Now what?
-It's about his book strap.

I gave it to him.
Leave him alone.

You're not a child.

What do you need it for?

You're off to work.

It's unbelievable,
the way these two fight.

Like cats and dogs.
You wouldn't say they're brothers.

The envelope!
What if you forgot it for the test?

Your father was very worried.

People would Kill
for a chance like this.

If you get in there,
you've got a job for life.

Listen to me.

Do you have a handkerchief?
-Yes.

Do you have enough money?
- I don't know.

Morning, Mrs. Ida.
-Morning.

You don't know?
I gave you 1,000 liras!

Well, I have to eat,
don't I?

How much could you need?
Aren't you going to the café?

I don't know.
-What do you mean?

You always go to the café!

Such a hassle!

Domenico!
-What?

Here, take this.
-That's okay.

Franco, come here.

Give these to your brother.

And tell him I want the change
this evening!

Knock it off.
-Why?

You act tough,
but you're so sensitive.

Is your class co-ed?
You're so lucky.

I still go to a Catholic school.

See? This little boy's
going to school.

Beg your pardon.

The boss!

Good morning, sir.
-Morning, sir.

Can I help you?
-I'm here for the...

Fourth floor, Human Resources.

I'm here for the test.
-Yes, fourth floor.

Thank you.

Excuse me, could you direct me
to the welfare office?

What?

Where they help poor people,
I mean.

Every day!
The nerve with this guy!

The minute he walks in,
he starts yelling, the idiot!

And you?
-I let him talk.

When he was done, I said:

"I may be just a courier,
but you're a real jerk.

And I'm certainly not your slave."

My job is not to fetch him
sandwiches for his snack!

Got it?
-And what did he say?

Not a word!
-Good for you.

Then we'll see you again,
if it's not too inconvenient.

Naturally, madam.
Let me know once the selection is over.

Of course, sir.
And sorry again for bothering you.

Don't mention it.
It's my pleasure.

Thank you, sir.
-You're very welcome.

Have a nice day, then!
-And you.

Ignazio, say goodbye.

Goodbye.
-Goodbye, young man.

Thank you.

Come here.

Did you hear what he said?

That one?

As good as hired.
He's got connections.

So what?
The test is what really counts.

If you don't pass the test,
they won't hire you.

Is the aptitude test really
the most important part?

I'm not sure.

I took an aptitude test
for the army once.

Good morning, applicants.

Good morning.
-Morning.

I represent the company,
and will supervise the testing.

As you know,
these tests are mainly designed

to reveal your individual qualities.

The aptitude test.

Still, do not worry.
They are very simple.

You will pass easily.

Now bear with me for a minute
as I take attendance

after which the clerk
will hand out your test papers.

Bernasconi, Giuseppe.
-Here.

Bonfanti, Attilio.
-Here.

Cantoni, Domenico.
-Here.

Cappelli, Guido.
-Here.

Cavallaro, Elisabetta.
-Here.

Colombo, Carlo.

Is Carlo Colombo not here?

Guacci, Corrado.
-Here.

Lanzoni, Ignazio.
-Here.

My boy.

Locascio, Attilio.
-Here.

Masetti, Antonia.
-Here.

Monguzzi, Arte... Ar...
-Arteme.

With an "M".
It's misspelled in the letter.

That's easily fixed.

Noseda, Filippo.
-Here.

Poletti, Luciana.
-Here.

Ponzoni, Ernesto.

What's going on?
-A test.

A test? What for?

It's a selection for a job.

A test for a job.
Now I've seen everything!

Alright, everyone take a seat.

Spread out across the tables.
There's plenty of room.

If you like,
you may remove your coats.

Paper and pencils are on the desks.

The paper is stamped
and cannot be replaced.

If you make a mistake,
simply correct it.

Here's your question:

We have a roll of copper wire
with a length of 520 metres.

520 metres.

We cut off three quarters of it.

Of the remainder,
we cut off an additional four fifths.

How many centimetres of wire
are left on the roll?

That's it.

You have one hour.

You may begin.

Here, sir.
-Done already?

Yes, sir.
-Good, good.

Return to your desk.

Applicants, your time is up.

Please hand in your work.

Please hand me your test.

You, too. Thank you.

What about you?

It's alright. Leave it.

Hand it in as it is.

Here's your spaghetti,
plain and with sauce.

Your water's coming.

Hello, you're here to eat?
Have a seat in the kitchen.

Take the gentleman's order, please.

Here's your water.

I'll be right with you.

Grilled steak, no pepper.

Rice, pasta with butter,
or green soup?

Pasta with butter.

Steak, cheese, or fried eggs?
-The eggs.

Water, soda, or coke?
-Just the water.

Coming up.

No, this is the gentleman’s.

Hand me the paper.

"Beats elderly mother.
Blood traces on stairs."

"Attempts to kill wife.

Chasing her through the fields
brandishing an axe."

"Temperatures will drop slightly.

Snow on the Alps,
fog over the Po Valley."

Hi...
-350 liras.

I took the test with you.
-Oh, hi.

What did you get?
-Bye.

They said to be back at 3pm, right?

They said it's better to be early.
-Right.

Are you from out of town too?
-No, why?

I saw you eating at the café.

There's no one home.
My mother works.

The food at the café isn't bad.
-Yeah.

You know what, though?

Smell here.

You can't smell it?
-No.

It stinks of fried food.

Well, we ate in the kitchen.

No, it's the whole café.
Want some?

Just a little.

Just a drop on your finger.
It's perfume.

What are you doing?
-So I can keep smelling it.

What a dunce!

There, now you're
a proper young lady.

What did you answer on the test?

Twenty-four.

Same here.
It wasn't very hard.

No, not at all.

Did you see the man near the window?
-The one in the raincoat?

Poor guy.
Maybe he'd forgotten the formula.

He was married.
Did you see his wedding ring?

Did you go to secretary school?

No, just middle school.

I wanted to study languages,
but I gave up.

I'd have to stop working
once I get married, anyway.

Nice.

I like the ones
with lots of buttons and belts.

I like all casual clothing.

If I get the job, I'm going to buy
a motorcycle with my father.

He already has a scooter,
but together we can buy a 150.

Do you know how to drive?

Sure.
I drive my father's all the time.

That's just a scooter.
A motorbike is different.

I bet it's a moped, too.

How much do you think
they'll pay us?

I... I don't know.

How much would you like?

Well, if it were up to me...

I mean realistically.
We'd all wish for a million a month.

But if I get 35,000 liras,
that's plenty.

It's my first job.

My father says
big companies don't pay much

but you have a secure job for life.

Do you smell coffee?

Want to get some?

Let's.

Two coffees.
-Your treat?

Of course.
-Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you, sir.

What?
-He called you "sir."

Let's move out of the way.

It's so crowded.

What is it?
-I dropped my teaspoon.

We can share mine.

How's yours?
-Good.

A little bitter.

You see what they're doing?

They're breaking it all up,
left and right! It's a mess!

Construction sites everywhere,
thanks to those big-wig engineers!

Come here a second!
-Let's go, it's almost 3PM already.

Goodbye.

You can't run on the grass!
The road is here!

We're late for a thing.
-Then you should have left earlier!

Lift your arms.

Spread your fingers and rotate your hands
like unscrewing a lightbulb.

Pretend you're unscrewing
a lightbulb, like this.

That's enough.
Arms out front at chin height.

Arms out front at chin height!

Palms up.

Palms down.

Palms up.

Palms down.

Palms up.

Palms down.

Palms up.

Palms down.

Palms up.

Palms down.

Wait for me to tell you.

Palms up.
Palms down.

Up. Down.

Up. Down.

Keep your hands out
at chin height.

Bend your knees and squat.

Bend your knees and squat!

The young ladies can turn
to face the wall.

Squat.

Good, that's enough.
-Enough!

Now, everyone gather in the corner.

Call the first applicant.

No, you come with me.

No, no, face the wall.

Repeat out loud
everything the doctor says.

Understood.

Seventeen.

Ruptured spleen!

Fifty-two.

What? I didn't hear him.

Please sit down.

You must answer my questions
with either yes or no.

Nothing else. Is that clear?

Do you mind eating away from home?

Do you mind eating away from home?

No.
-Does the future seem hopeless to you?

No.

Do you suffer from frequent itching?

No.

Did you wet the bed
between the ages of 8 and 14?

No.

Have you ever lost your job
because you were inebriated?

No.

Do you find the opposite sex repelling?

No.

Do you often drink
to forget your troubles?

Sometimes.

Not "sometimes."
Yes or no.

No.

Hi.

Were you waiting for me?
- I got out early.

How did you do?
-Fine.

Me too.

Who questioned you?

The one in the long lab coat,
from all the squatting.

What's so funny?

They asked me such weird questions.

Yeah, same.

If we did well,
do you think they'll hire us?

Well, they must've
called us for a reason.

What tram are you taking?

I'll walk. It's just two stops
to the station.

I'll walk with you. It's still early.

Want some gum?

Sure.

What are you doing?
-It's not working.

You have to put money in it.
- I did.

Then it's busted.
Don't break my window for some gum!

What an idiot!

There goes ten liras.

Where do you live?
-In Meda.

What's your name?
-Cantoni.

I meant your first name.

Domenico.

That's a bit old-fashioned.

What about you?
-What?

What's your name?
-Magali.

Magali.
What kind of a name is that?

It's French.

You're French?
-No...

A boy on my block
gave me that nickname.

He didn't like my name
and started calling me Magali.

Now everyone does.

What's your real name?
-Antonietta.

Antonietta's not bad either.
-I guess.

I have two names
on my birth certificate

but everyone calls me Domenico.

What's the other one?
Maybe it's nicer.

I think it's Trieste.
-Like the city?

What kind of a name is that?

I guess it was to celebrate it
becoming Italian again.

This isn't mine.
I'm going to San Siro.

But if you have to go,
feel free.

No, there's a train every half hour.

What?

You know what?

Domenico suits you.

Why?

Because you're a bit
old-fashioned too.

I have to go now. Bye.

Bye.

Maybe I'll see you sometime.
-Yes, if we get the job.

Let's hope so. Bye.
-Bye.

CAR OUT OF SERVICE

Hello

Well, how did it go?

Fine.

"Fine."

What do you mean, fine?
-Fine.

Come on, tell us what happened.

We wrote an essay,
solved a problem

and in the afternoon
we took the aptitude test.

How do you like this one, ma'am?

Dirt won't show up so much
on this one.

What about that one?
-That one's about 26,000 liras.

No, I've spent too much already.

And all to send him to work!

Show me something else.
That one, for instance.

Yes, that one.

Is it still raining?
-Dunno.

Is it sunny or not?

It's cloudy.

Domenico.
-What?

Turn off the light,
it's time to sleep.

In a minute.

Now, or we'll need trumpets
to wake you up tomorrow.

No raincoat, I said.
The sun's coming out!

And turn that collar down!

You'll ruin it with all that grease
you put on your hair.

Hi, Michele.
-Hi.

Stop.

Just four at a time.

Bacon?
-Yes, bacon.

Good morning.

Good morning.
-Morning.

Hi.
-Hi.

You're here too?
-Yup.

Morning.
-Morning.

Pardon me.

Oh, I'm sorry.
-It's nothing.

Good morning.

Sit here.

See?
-What?

They hired us.

What did your parents say?
-They were glad.

So was my mother.

Hello.
-Hello.

Morning.
-Good morning.

All these people
took the test with us.

Yes.

But there aren't many left.

No.

I wonder about the others.

I guess they weren't hired.

We sure were lucky.
-You bet.

Are Duraschi and Ponzoni here?
-I'm Ponzoni.

Come with me. Where's Duraschi?
-I'm here, sorry.

I was late
due to the subway construction.

Count yourself lucky
you're not punching in yet.

Starting tomorrow,
be on time.

Follow me.
-Of course.

I'll be with you all in a minute.

Yeah, yeah...

Do you think they'll call us
in alphabetical order?

No, Ponzoni would be after me.
I'm under C.

True, I'm under M.

It's hot in here.

No, it's not. It's nerves.

My palms are sweating, too.

Cappellii...

Cavallaro, and Canton..

That's me!

Bye.

I'll see you later, then.

Are we going outside?
-Yes, you're in a different department.

Technical management.

You'll see, it's much better
to be out of the way.

Sartori!
-Yes, miss?

Bring him in.
-Right away.

Come in.

Please, sit down.

I don't know if Human Resources
informed you.

Right now we have no need
of clerical employees.

As a matter of fact,
I had requested a delivery boy.

But we'll find a position for you,
sooner or later.

What's your education?

I went to middle school.
I wanted to be a surveyor.

But I have
a younger brother in school

so we decided I'd...

Come in!

Do you intend
to further your education?

I might go to night school.

Where there's a will, there's a way.

True.

Listen...

You can be our delivery boy for now,
if you want to.

Better than staying home
doing nothing.

You can start settling in,
get to know the department.

Come in.

Yes?

Pardon me, sir.
Here's my excuse for being late.

It's the third time,
if I'm not mistaken.

And the month has barely begun.

Your sons are grown, aren't they?
They're no longer children.

They should be able
to take care of themselves.

Please introduce him to Sartori.

Tell him to show him the ropes.

To keep him busy somehow.

Understood.

You can go with her.

And a word of advice?
Use your head.

Yes, sir.
-Come with me.

Sartori, the chief is entrusting
this young man to you.

He wants you
to show him the ropes.

Who's that?
-The new errand boy.

What's he like?
-Cute. He's so young!

Take a seat.
-Thank you.

The accountant
sent me this from Selvino.

He goes there on vacation every year.

Let them ring.

When they get tired, they'll stop.

There's a bad habit in this place:
urgency.

Everyone's in a hurry.

Instead of warming up
their chairs all day

they should go outside
for some fresh air.

At least that's healthy.

Sir, did you see what happened?

What?
-The lightbulb burned out.

Again? These bulbs
don't last very long.

I don't do anything to them,
you know.

I'm just doing my work, and pow!
Off they go.

Could you take a look at this, sir?

Is it dated today?
-Yes, it is.

My dear Don Luigi...

could you lend me a cigarette?

What about it, dear friend?

No.

Jeez, one stinking cigarette!

I think that one's a toady.

A brown-noser.

He never looks anyone in the eye.

'Course, he's blind as a bat.

Go ahead,
keep all the lights on!

He's not paying the bills!
What does he have to write about?

God only knows.
What's he writing all the time?

Must be a novel, I suppose!

"Another point of suspicion."

"Why didn't he immediately recall
the trip with his friend?"

Go easy on the sideburns.

Just a little.

Who is it?
-It's Mrs. Seminari.

I know it's late,
but I have guests

and I'm out of coffee.

I'm so sorry, ma'am.
I'm all out too.

I can't drink it
because of my heart.

My husband only drinks cocoa
or some Ovaltine in the morning.

I'm sorry.
I really don't have any.

Don Luigi, a man was here today.

An old friend of your poor uncle.

He says he collected issues
of the Domenica del Corriere.

He'd like to buy them.
At a good price, of course.

As you know, here at the "Casello"
we only allow real singers.

And on that note,
it's my pleasure to introduce

a man with a golden voice,
our beloved Carletto

who will sing
his piece de resristance.

Maestro.

Go ahead, Carlo.
-Go!

Go, Carletto!

Imagine, almost 60
and he still sings I puritani.

It's your turn next!
-Ah, come off it.

Is your mother home?
-Yes, come in.

Please come in, Mrs. Regina.

It's one pound.

Thank you. How much is it?

The usual,
120 per quarter pound.

But if you're short,
you can pay me tomorrow.

No, just a minute.
Let me look in my wallet.

If they were my kids,
I'd tan their hides.

Thank the Lord you don't have any.

Otherwise you'd be just like her.

Or worse.
-Or worse.

One, two, three...

Flick or flock.

Flick!
-Flock!

Dammit!

Has the bell rung?

One more minute.

Well, I'd better get going
to avoid the crowd.

Good day.
-Enjoy your lunch, Mr. Tresoldi.

Thanks. You too.

I don't get him.

Retired three months ago,
and he keeps coming in.

He sits there napping
and waits for the bell.

God only knows why he keeps coming.

When I finally get
to leave this place

they won't even
see me in photographs.

Mr. Tresoldi, how are you?
You look great!

Like a young man!
Take care, will ya?

Who's this nice young man?
-He was hired today.

Be a good boy,
and you'll be very happy here.

It's like a big family here.
Goodbye.

Goodbye, sir.

What a nice person.
-Sure, sure...

But if you want my two cents,
your best bet

is to keep to yourself.

In this life,
you should trust everyone

except the people with two nostrils.

It's my teeth.

It's tough, eating with no teeth.

It's no fun getting old,
my dear.

You expecting someone?

A friend.
-What's her name?

I don't know.

What department?

I'm not sure.

Does she work in the main building?

I think so.

Second shift.

The main building has lunch
on the second shift.

We go out, they come in.
Got it?

God, it's starting to rain.

Wait for me!

I'm getting all wet!
-Hurry, hurry!

There you are. Well?

Did you find her?

No?

Some rain, huh?

Don't you have an umbrella?

Come on, we can share mine.
-No, thanks.

What, ashamed to be seen
with an old lady?

Come on, young man.

Well, well!
You look like a general.

Let's see... Sartori.

What's his name?
-Cantoni.

Cantoni...

Cantoni. Here you are.

My wife gave me
a big kiss this morning.

I only get kissed once a month,
on payday.

Bloody hell!
What are you, an SS officer?

So, can I go?

Go, go!
Stop breathing on my neck.

Sartori, what about that letter?

What letter?
I don't have any letter.

Look at this rain!

It's freezing out here.

Where to now?
-Let's go to the fair!

Yeah, let's go.
-It's raining. It will be closed.

Then let's go to the Idroscalo!

To do what, play football?

Come on.
-Let's go to the fair.

It's settled, off to the fair.

Watch out. It's wet.

It's just a little bit of rain.
-As if!

Come on, let's hurry.

Hey, wait for me!

Watch out for that car!

They're criminals! Unbelievable.

It splashed all over me!

Be glad it didn't break your leg!

Now that's funny!

Mister, wanna take a shot?
50 liras for eight balls.

You could win a goldfish.

Nice!

Where did you buy it?

I won it at the fair.

Well done!

You know where they sell these?
-No.

That store at the corner
of via Torino and via Speronari.

You know the one?
-No.

My wife bought one,
some time ago.

A bit bigger than this one,
but it was a beauty.

Then...

A little girl,
a neighbour's daughter

fed it too much and it died.

What can you do?
They're such delicate creatures.

Look, Tina's here!
How are you?

What a cute baby!
-Girls, it's Tina!

Hi, girls. How are you?

So cute.
And so elegant too!

You do know you have to buy
specific feed for it, right?

Yes, yes.
-Good.

Pretty just like his mum!

Where's the little poppet?
Let me see!

There's the little star.
Come to Uncle!

His grandpa always stings him
with his moustache.

Now he cries whenever he sees one,
it's not you.

You know?

I still have the bowl
where we kept the other fish.

Keep it. It's yours.
-Truly?

Sure.
-Thank you!

No, it's not you,
don't worry.

And don't point
that cigar in my face, you!

You're a very good boy.

Oh, engineer. Good day.

Mail for the administration.

Leave it, someone will take care of it.
This place is a mess.

Can't make heads or tails of it.

Hi.

Hi.

Where did you disappear to?

I'm in a different building.

Technical management.

How are you?

Fine.

I hardly recognised you
in that uniform.

They don't need office workers
at the moment

but they promised me a job
as soon as it's available.

At least I have
one foot in the door.

I'm working as a typist.

I Know.

Hi.
-Hi.

Why haven't you come to see me?

I get off 15 minutes after you do

and I'm on the first lunch shift.

How about coming to the dance?

The union throws a party
on New Year's Eve.

I'm hoping my mother
will let me go.

We'll just be among
friends and colleagues.

It sounds nice.

My supervisor.

I'd better go. I don't want
to be seen chatting in the hall.

See you.

Oh... and merry Christmas.

I'm going to Angelo's to watch TV.

Don't be long, it's rude to go
to other people's homes this late.

Radio News!

What's the latest?

The prime minister wishes
the parliament a happy new year.

A lunch party for 10,000 people
in Genoa.

Melancholy burglars
return their loot.

So...?

...said New York's mayor,
kicking off two days of festivities.

Von Braun replies
to Pravda's article.

Man rides on horseback
for 300 kilometres

but finds no one at home.

The whole world awaits midnight.

From the biggest city
to the smallest town

people prepare to send off
the outgoing year

and welcome a brand-new one.

In a mix of well-wishing
and cheering...

Take these,
and don't come back too late.

We hope for the peace
promised by international treaties.

In Versilia, New Year's parties
will be out of the ordinary...

Well, I certainly didn't go out
at night at his age.

Not even on New Year's.

Come on,
it's just the workers' social club.

Yeah, well.
Still counts as going out.

These kids are always right.

They can talk you
into letting you do whatever.

Good evening! Come on in.

Give him a ticket.
-Here you are.

Here's a gift for you.
-No, that's a woman's hat!

It doesn't matter!
-Here, take this one.

Have a bottle.
-Here, blow into this party favour.

Give the man a bottle.
-Here it is.

Each man that comes in here
should have a lady

or missing that,
a bottle of wine.

Are you here alone?

Do you have a girlfriend?

Then take this bottle,
with our compliments.

Happy New Year!
-Go ahead, enjoy the evening.

See, he got a bottle.

Expecting someone?

Then join us.

Come enjoy some company.
What are you doing there?

The bottle.

Shall we sit there?

Come on, move my purse.
Have a seat.

Hey there!
-Evening.

That's better.
What's the point of sitting all alone?

Don't you agree?
- I do!

Ladies and gentlemen,
not one couple is dancing!

We're here to enjoy ourselves.

This evening should be unforgettable.

Everyone is invited.

So we've planned
a nice surprise for you.

Where are you from?
-Meda.

What department are you in?

Technical management.

I'm in the workshop.

"Abboccato del Garda."

Pardon me... may I?

Sure.

We didn't get one
because we're a couple.

I can open it, if you'd like.

Beg your pardon.
Are you the conductor?

Good evening.
Are you the conductor?

I'd like to sing an aria
from Othello.

It's not really appropriate
for New Year's Eve.

What a nice head of foam.

Just a little.

It won't hurt you.
You'll piss it all out anyway!

It's New Year's Eve!
Cheers.

Cheers.

May I introduce my wife?
-How do you do?

Happy to meet you.
-My pleasure.

Ladies and gentlemen,
a little entertainment.

We have hired a great singer
and entertainer.

Singer, comedian...

Let's say just a singer!

He will now entertain you
with a humorous ballad.

We know him.
Do you remember?

He's a real character.

This is the tragic story
of my poor automobile.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,
back to dancing!

Finally, it's about time.

May I have this dance, miss?

Ladies and gentlemen,
I still see many seated couples!

Come dance, everyone.

Young man, do something.
Don't just stand there!

You too, miss.

Let's all have fun together!

Don't sit still, everyone.
Come dance!

Don't you dance?

Come on, dance!

During this next dance,
a little cloud

will slowly move
in front of the spotlight.

Seize the moment.

But remember, you must be quick.

If you get caught in the act,
you're sure to be embarrassed.

So, fiancée, husbands, lovers,
on your feet.

This is your moment.

Mrs. Benetti, please.

What's going on?

Here it comes.
It's getting cloudy!

Go!

And again!

Here comes the cloud!

Go!

Here it comes again,
slowly, slowly...

Go!

Why aren't you dancing?

You don't know how?

Go ahead, come on.

The cloud passes slowly, slowly...
watch out, here it comes!

It's alright, come here.
I'll lead.

Come on.

Five seconds! Four, three...

It's midnight! Open the doors!

Sound the trumpets!
Fire the cannons!

Friends, we have killed off
the old year.

Let's raise our glasses
to the future!

Also, an important announcement:

By generous concession
on the company's part

we wish to inform all married
and engaged couples

that they may kiss on the lips!

Go on, drink.
It'll cheer you up.

Keep the circle going,
don't bunch up in the middle.

Try to stay in line.

Keep moving,
ladies and gentlemen.

Go around the columns, too.

Move in the right direction!

Keep going, people.
This dance is about endurance!

All together, all together!
That's it!

Come on, ladies and gentlemen!

Now you're getting into it.

That's it, that's it!

You found the right rhythm!

Personal.

Company.

This also belongs to the company.

Personal.

What's this?

"Chapter 19"?

I'd say it's personal.

A feather.

Personal.

You may sit down now.

Get a load of that.
Unbelievable!

He's just a kid
and he's jumped ahead of us.

As usual, the accountant
is being unfair.

This time I'm going to speak up.

I've ruined my eyes
for twenty years with this lamp.

I can't go on like this.

It would've been my turn, too.
-Your turn? As if!

This is my row of desks!

Are you kidding?
I'm fed up!

This time I'm going
to tell it like it is.

There we go.

Sir, I'd like to talk to you
about that desk.

I've been back there for 20 years.

I'll end up losing my eyesight.
It's not fair.

It's up to you to set things right.

Pardon me...

About this desk...
it's a matter of seniority.

If you could move back there...

You don't mind, do you?

You understand? Thank you.