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Now that everything is over...

I'm in the big world...

and memories of my island come back to haunt me.

How many times have I gone out to sea looking for my father?

Hoping to hear her cry "Morro!"

Morro... The Moor.

That's how he called me.

Besides his blond German, I had a true complexion.

I was afraid that my extended outings...

would lose me for good.

The only certainty I had of him was that sooner or later...

he would return to our island.

ISLAND OF ARTURO

His journeys could last several days...

or several months.

I could never know.

I lived while in the hope of his return.

I lived only for the wait.

You've finally decided to come back?

- What's wrong? - Nothing.

Not only did I play the stewards but also nurses.

- If you're sick, how do I do? - It will not happen. Returns.

Tonight is cod and potatoes.

And tomorrow?

Potatoes and cod.

It's better than nothing. Bye.

My house was like a giant gray spider...

including canvas covered...

dark corners and hidden rooms.

Residents called "gentleman's house."

The owner had came from Amalfi.

He gave masked balls, but allowed,

no women.

Not even at home. In any case.

They said it cast a spell on those who entered his home.

At 18, my mother died when giving birth to me.

The residents then claimed the gentleman had avenged.

Where I lived, the echoes of those nights had vanished.

Only silence reigned, disturbed by the owls, lizards and me.

Hey, Morro...

Wake up.

Stand up! Go fishing.

I dreamed that he was bearded and dressed in silver.

As a crusader. He smiled.

I wanted to touch, but it had disappeared.

Returns. It's more my age, such nonsense.

He should be back.

- Did you hear? - It's a bird.

No, it's him.

- Where are you going? - It's him!

He returned.

Wilhelm!

Hello, Morro.

Are you cold?

Remember what I said. You're an Arab.

I am from the North.

Your mother was my grandmother. I too come from the North.

You're swarthy and ugly as an Arab.

You've the southern blood of your mother.

My watch...

Where is she?

I lost.

How did I do?

She was there.

I never saw him!

I had never seen him so upset.

It was as if he had lost a treasure.

After all, it was a watch.

I had lost in the sea.

I did not hesitate a second.

For a long time waiting to show my courage.

I find it or die!

Well, it's there.

She had to fall from my shirt.

All this effort for nothing!

What was he? A disaster?

You're skinned?

Want help?

Morro, look at my watch.

Looking at inscription.

"Amicus." It means "friend".

A friend gave me this watch.

My best friend.

Once, we ran along a road...

I fell. My knee was injured.

He pulled out a knife and sliced the knee in the same place.

Once, they were hard after me...

after me. It helped me.

They settled their account.

The day he gave me this watch,

he told me...

"My heart is in your wrist."

"If you lose, my heart will stop."

He's dead, you know.

Let's go.

Please, send me a letter.

A letter?

Look at this.

The flight of this bird.

I will write a letter. The bird you bring it.

You're still left?

Where are these guys?

In another prison.

Where's your father?

Travel.

- Goodbye Morro. - Bye.

Do not come every day watching for my return. Understood?

Why did your father think to take you there forever?

He told me not until I was 16.

It is clearly seen.

Scarcely had he gone and I could only think of him.

Whatever I did, I wondered where he was.

What was he doing, there now?

I imagined the wonderful adventures that he came.

But when his absence continued, I was afraid.

What would happen

he never returned more?

Move!

If I can hit 10 times by hand, he will return.

Stop! You'll hurt you!

They killed a seagull.

They killed a seagull and then?

You're the son of German, you. One minute, will you.

I want to talk.

My word, you've grown. You hungry?

I have chicken and salad.

Well, Arturo...

Arturo? It's cute.

You saw all these prisoners?

If I had invited They would not say no.

The beautiful girls, it knows them.

- Come on. - No, thank you.

Give me a hand, Arturo.

- We put inside? - Your father's will.

He is there? Where is he?

Where are you going? Not before Thursday.

Come here.

How do you know?

- It has sent a letter. - A letter?

- What did he say? - To put the bed inside.

You'll sleep here?

You're too heavy...

This is not me who sleep, but the bride.

The bride?

Yes, the bride. Her betrothed to him.

It is time that a woman took care of this house.

For five cents.

Stop!

Give me the suitcase.

I'll call the police!

- It flies! - True, you look like a thief.

Who is this kid?

But yes... Who is this kid? He seems to know.

It's Arturo.

Hey, Morro!

Hey! The bag...

Oh no, I have insulted.

I am so confused. What an idiot!

It is grain rice in your hair.

Come.

Vincenzo, lead me to the piazza.

You see that I have customers?

- I am expected. - Sorry.

- Take another. - They are taken.

Morro, we got married this morning and we congratulate you not?

This house, there is ours?

She wants to know in what castle you live.

That is the penitentiary.

That is to say?

Prison.

All that is ours?

Yes, a type of Amalfi was once purchased.

He made his fortune in shipping and made me a gift.

Well, here it is. The master.

The large gentleman.

It has a certain class, doesn't it?

He loved dogs. It took until eight.

He hated women and forbade them to come here.

Not really me, I'm married.

I did not listen.

I was happy for a year...

I'm married for the second time.

Whatever...

Poor friend.

There is nothing to do.

Your room is there.

Finally... Wilhelm?

Your room is there.

- It is where his? - There.

Finally, Wilhelm... Do I really need sleep?

What? You do not love him?

Even animals - cats, dogs and chickens --

do not sleep alone at night.

- We're not animals. - Stop.

Arturo has his own room. Me, mine.

And now, yours.

The house is big enough.

You will know quickly that bed. Do not worry.

But you do not sleep.

Viewing...

It is just right for me.

Besides... your bedroom, it's not prison.

If you saw the morning you'd be upset.

It's huge.

I can't watch it.

This is not fair.

us here and them behind bars.

If this happened, I dig a hole...

then a tunnel and...

No, they are criminals. They are dangerous.

They must pay for their crimes.

Finally, what a pity...

I'll rest a little.

Wake me for dinner.

Thank you, it goes like this.

I'll fix it later.

You know, this is the first time I left my home.

I have always lived here alone.

Your father wasn't he there with you?

No, he travels.

One day I will go with him.

What for?

Visit the wonders of the world.

You know, without your heels you're as big as a dwarf.

A dwarf? You're not very big either.

What? Tell me.

That's my Madonna.

My grandfather gave to my mother when he left the U.S.A.

It works miracles.

My father and I don't believe all that.

Your father is a good Christian:

the Church has blessed our marriage.

Otherwise I would not have married.

After all, we must also build a spiritual union

must rise toward the heavens and the Lord.

- Wilhelm is that opinion? - Absolutely.

I bet he doesn't take it seriously.

- What? - Jewelry.

- Offered by your father. - From the beads.

I love them.

Look what I do.

Your father has told me a lot about you. He spoke only of you.

And here I am with you.

You have really grown up alone?

Of course.

Who brought you?

Constant. Goat's milk.

Since the age of 3 months, I was always alone.

I had a bottle attached to the neck.

The ground served as my mattress.

Three months?

A child like you.

You have grown, however. You're a man.

- If I had known... - What?

Alone and abandoned and no one to make you happy.

You'd come home. There were only women.

Living with women? But women are the weaker sex.

Only men have done great things.

Alexander the Great,

embodiment of courage and beauty.

I imagine you well King, Arturo...

a crown on his head. Your Majesty!

Great men don't dress themselves like this.

Just an old trousers, a torn shirt and sandals.

With no wife to help? To care for infants?

We have played the rope together.

I would have sung lullabies.

- How old are you exactly? - Seventeen years.

How could you sing me lullabies?

It's madness.

Listen.

And if you woke adult aged over 21 years?

Why?

Because it wasn't until the majority that could do what you want.

For travel, eh?

Think of all that has to do. Japan, India and Malaysia...

I'm sorry. I have to change.

Good, good... I'm going.

They are many sea urchins?

It was long.

There are plenty here.

What do you think of my wife?

Have I erred? Is she beautiful?

I did not know beauty.

You didn't know...

Very well... but what do you like in it?

Come on, let go of it.

- You like what in it? - His eyes.

They are so great.

I'll explain...

Come here.

Everyone would tell you they are too big.

I want to see your hair.

That's better.

It should appear at the wedding night.

I must get rid...

You know, Morro?

She did not marry.

She was too old...

until she loved my accent.

- And one evening, my mouth... - I...

You loved.

I've courted for a month then I married her.

I even had to go... to confess to please the lady.

She was amazed that my penance was...

two Ave Maria.

According to her, I commit the most serious sins.

Stay there.

Get ready to compensate me for the trouble caused.

You know very well what awaits.

Nunziata!

Where are you going?

Nowhere. You're so bad.

I was only joking.

In truth, you shall be my salvation.

You want me.

Sweet girl...

So young...

Your youth enables you to bear with me.

Do not cry.

Follow me.

Wait! Please.

What a beautiful day!

Wilhelm told me they'd go to the beach. Want to come?

- Why? - I have to do.

What's stopping you?

That concerns me.

I know... Take me to discover your cave.

- If you want to. - Thou hast promised.

I changed my mind.

Please, let's go.

That tells me nothing.

And then your work that awaits you.

You're sorry?

You fear that I did replace in my heart. But no.

Too bad if your hair isn't as pretty as his.

Or your eyes as big...

This is not true? It's yourself that you said.

What have you eyes?

A man as strong as you and crying?

You think is Hercules?

No, I'm Hercules.

That's it. This dress is not she beautiful?

If you say so.

Remember. I had to make myself beautiful,

and you were going to take me to town, in a cafe.

I may have said, but I believe more than taste.

You gave me money for a dress.

That's what I said, but not to buy these rags.

Hey, what's the waste that you have on your head?

Look at you. You're ridiculous.

You're pathetic.

I'm tired of this island.

I'm leaving. Nobody will stop me.

I'm not a convict me.

I am your wife for 15 days, and you run away...

What do you want?

I warned you.

Married or not, I am free as air.

I have no obligation, no duty.

You take it like this: you cry because I want to go.

The gentleman just said:

Women are a leprosy that consumes you.

This man...

would not have lived, if he had not had a mother.

He said: "Better to be born of a tree,"

"a volcano or a cloud I know that... "

The sacrifice of mothers is a reality.

Do not talk about sacrifice.

Sacrifice is a perversion. I do not want it!

And if I want to leave, you leave me!

Stop crying. I rest.

As a convict.

I will not move here.

Never seen so much rain.

I do not want these chickens on the table.

Where is Wilhelm?

Wilhelm left.

Where?

He is gone I know not where.

- When will he? - Not maybe.

Or maybe in a month. What was he?

You make me walk.

If he did not leave is that it will soon.

- Keep hope. - Where are you going?

You do not eat?

You'll have to sleep alone now.

If you hear strange noises, steps or moves...

Shots?

It is the ghost of Amalfi makes this racket.

One who hates women, you know.

Good evening, Arturo. It is late?

Later, a little yes!

I slept deeply.

If I wanted to sleep here ...

I flatly refuse.

That's what I thought. I'm so scared.

Did you hear footsteps?

Let me sleep in that corner.

Just this night.

Just to get used to.

What night? You're afraid, eh?

I slept alone for years here.

If you're afraid, you have to pray.

Okay, enter in.

And forbidden to mourn.

If you want to stay here, do not flinch. No tears.

I need sleep.

Don't bother me.

Nunziata?

Listen.

You have to get out of here.

Are you asleep?

Wake up.

You have to leave.

Why?

I don't want you here. I want to be alone.

- Out! - Why?

Because... you snore.

This is not true.

Do you know what? You stay awake to see?

Because I tell you!

Take your business!

I want to sleep in peace! I was before you came.

And dressed up!

Are not you ashamed? Cover yourself!

Out! Shoo! Go look elsewhere.

Out!

I decided to forgive you for the night...

even if you don't deserve it.

Excuse me. I do not want to offend you.

Go on, I will not listen.

Geography?

Yes, Africa. With the route of the Arab slave trade.

Since Yemen... to Zanzibar.

- 50 degrees in the shade. - Is it far?

I would say... between 8,000

and 9,000 km...

I won't let you go.

How? You will not let me go?

Who do you think you really are? You mean nothing to me.

- I'm your stepmother. - You are nothing.

Your father absent, I am responsible for you.

I think I should write him a letter.

Will you help me?

A letter? You have his address?

What do you mean?

We do not know where he is?

He never says anything.

How a man can do that?

And if he fell ill?

He never told me he would do so.

I'm at the beach, if you stop crying one day...

Over the weeks, I saw my mother-in-decline.

She turned pale. His eyes burned a fire...

that only Wilhelm xould calm.

My father was always on the seas.

He looked to the wait...

just like me.

I knew...

Yes, I know.

Sometimes I felt the grin of the man from Amalfi...

over his shoulder.

You come home to dinner?

It was of no comfort.

I was too well protected by her.

I knew a slow death was waiting...

fueled by love and loneliness.

I thought about my own mother.

I was afraid to have a second death on his conscience.

It was the dead season.

The boys were preparing altars friday.

The resurrection and the life from the blood of the lamb.

I wanted to fly...

but I stayed, hoping that this does not happen...

plagued with the idea of mother's death while giving me life.

Bring him here.

Hold it firmly.

What are you doing here?

It's Friday. You know.

You laugh. It is a sin, I'm wrong?

- I must tell you something. - What?

Devine.

Wilhelm?

Pray, tell.

What happened?

Tell me.

Nothing that is not natural. I'm going to have a child.

- I am back from the midwife. - Why tell me?

To make you happy. You will have a brother.

Do not blame me. What have I done?

We do not see things the same, that's all.

There are ways!

You do not feel well?

That the young mother.

Do not forget to call me when the time comes, or sooner if you want.

You are strong, you.

Not like the mother of this less than nothing.

- How much do I owe you? - It will be 350.

- I did not kill his mother. - Do not speak well.

- Do not bother her. - Leave me alone.

Go away. It's true, I killed her.

Do not talk that way. Well, that's enough.

Put your hands.

Many unhappy deaths in childbirth.

All I know is that she's a midwife.

It is cheaper than a doctor.

It's helped many women give birth.

- It does not make you afraid? - Afraid?

Yes... to have a child.

What should I be afraid?

I don't understand you.

Now, read.

Like it?

I've asked to read.

"On my honor, believe in my words", said D'Artagnan,

"but if you take it well,

you taste him in my steel sword."

Where is he?

If ever something happens...

Last winter, he will return.

I'm sure.

Should I go on?

"With these words D'Artagnan drew his sword...

"and a great reel..."

Your eyes are those of my mother.

I can prove it with a photograph.

Well, read on.

Take it, take it. It will soon be ours.

Do not touch the lemons! Go!

- How many trees there? - As much as we want.

No key.

To buy, I must know.

Nothing is for sale here.

This is not the opinion of your father, so I think the contract.

- I have only to sign. - My husband? Where is he?

I do not know. I must write general delivery of Volterra.

Must not sell the orchard. This is our livelihood.

- What you say? - What does the letter?

What has he said in the letter? He soon returned?

He has written and about the lemon orchard.

So, my fellow, you tell me how much you have?

If you touch one more...

Are you crazy?

Forget it. Wilhelm did not sell.

I do not think about that.

I'm sorry.

Wilhelm wanders alone without us...

and he has forgotten us, you and me.

If he sells the orchard, then something happened.

Why would he need cash?

Nunziata, what was he?

Nothing.

It hurts.

I'm going home.

What should I do?

Help me!

Fortunata Fetch!

Not Fortunata.

She knows nothing.

It will kill you.

I'll fetch the doctor.

The midwife!

Do not be afraid, Arturo!

- Signora! - I put my ace.

Hurry! Nunziata is a bad way.

Tomorrow, tomorrow...

- No patience that. - I said now!

Come on, come on.

Tomorrow evening.

Good night, Fortunata.

- Signora, hurry! - I'm coming.

Faster, I can not!

It's like you.

Carmine...

It's his first name.

Thank you.

Please, I take my child.

I had to expect.

- I'm so weak. - What happened? Hurry!

Water.

Poor girl. How do you feel?

A little better.

- Work has been painful. - I believe you.

I brought you some milk. Wood.

All Wood.

What a beautiful baby! With her blond hair...

He compares to who?

His hair is like my husband's. As fair as Wilhelm.

You know, Arturo...

I will not be sorry to sleep alone now.

With Carmine, there will be two.

Come, little...

Arturo, what do you think?

Your brother is love, right? A love...

Everything went well. There you are reassured.

Go see your big brother. Everything will be fine.

No, it's dangerous.

- It could drop. - Well, well...

It's yours. Nobody touches.

Do not these faces.

When I get better, we go to market and I sell thee.

Here are your pills. Three per day.

No more. It would be dangerous.

He weeps. Looks like he's hungry.

That, yes! He died of hunger.

What should I do?

Give him the breast.

Must learn.

You should now disappear...

And hope in the air! And that's it.

You're the prettiest in the world.

Look, the sea, Carmine. You like it, eh?

We bathe them, okay?

Who is this baby? A mother of course.

Oh, pretty handcuffs.

Going to arrest you, yes or no?

Carmine must sleep.

What can I do?

Ask permission to breath?

Me too, I live here.

You do not play outside...

and make all that noise.

Noise?

There is a draft.

Don't worry.

It's everywhere in this house.

A funny thing happened tonight.

He looked at the moon and wanted to catch it.

He is very intelligent. It's obvious.

He will go to university.

Not like me or like poor Arturo,

who did not go to school.

You'll become a doctor.

He wet his bed.

What will I do with him?

If you feel like you have to say...

"Mom, can I? Mama please, allow me to do?"

So everything will be better.

I'm coming. The other layers are not yet dry.

Take the melon that I cut for you.

Little man...

Put it in his cradle. Immediately!

You do not see that he is wet?

You want him to catch pneumonia?

How? Only a wet behind.

You're not his mother. I know all about it.

Do me a favor: do not touch them.

Are you happy now? You made him cry.

Water...

I'm so thirsty.

Wait. How do you feel? Better, Arturo?

- If I died, yes. - You're scaring me.

My prayers have been answered. The worst is now behind us.

- I've watched 3 days and 3 nights. - The night too? Where did you sleep?

In the chair. Near Carmine.

I told everyone was an accident.

Talk about it with Wilhelm. I do not know it.

I see, but you gave me no explanation.

Everyone is free to commit suicide if desired.

No. What you say is stupid.

That would be committing a mortal sin. You would roast in hell.

Tell me why, Arturo?

Grace.

It's not your business.

Not my business?

If you can not trust me, then I pity you.

Listen, Arturo. If you had to worry...

of anything... Tell me.

Can you tell me things.

I have nothing to say. I wanted to taste death.

And it would help?

I thought it might.

You know what is death?

It's nothing.

That does not mean anything.

There is only darkness, that's all.

No heaven, no hell. Nothing.

Arturo, you must be crazy.

Arturo's crazy! He is a crazy...

but I am so happy he is alive. Alive!

Arturo, dance.

- Both. - Me?

That is what will...

after your healing.

We'll go dancing in the cafe.

For now, rest in bed.

Close your eyes.

Sleep, there is nothing better.

I will stay here. Close your eyes now.

Calm down.

Arturo has to sleep.

Arturo, I brought you a cake. There is also...

Arturo, where are you?

Answer me.

Come down from there. What are you playing?

You'll kill one day to jump like that.

- Come home. I did... - Catch me.

- Why should I be concerned? - Come on, catch me!

Oh, wait a minute.

Woe to you if I catch you!

That's a bit trying.

Stop now.

When I have caught, you better come home.

Teach me to dance. You said you would teach me.

Not now.

Like that?

Do not repeat that anymore.

Do not speak to me. Disappear from my sight.

Why are you down there, every day?

I bet your good friend is hiding there.

And you, where are your men?

What men? I am married. He is in Australia.

I am a poor woman abandoned.

I hate living here alone. It's worse than the convent.

But where are you? Do not be afraid.

You know, I have more strength than you.

I know all of Italy:

I was in a circus helping Mr. Muscle.

Hundreds of men crowded in front of my box.

My penance is to live on the island of doom.

You took a wife in Procida?

I don't think that's your business.

I knew you hid it there.

Very clever...

You have a beautiful necklace.

You also find?

It goes with my complexion.

Wait, I want to discuss.

What?

Let's go, okay?

You have nothing to fear.

Sit down.

Here.

You say?

Finally, there you are.

You've forgotten?

You do not come, so do not be surprised...

It's been 10 days now.

Before I leave, you said you'd come back.

Answer me.

I only think about you.

Wait, do not go away.

I beg you, just a moment.

Go, kiss me. It will cost you nothing.

Do not make me believe that you forgot.

You say that I was passing and we talked.

Wait, look. How are you, signora?

Hello.

That will do.

Come, Arturo. I missed you.

- Removes me this cat. - You should not have come.

You're afraid.

I know that if you can find me a kiss.

The beautiful baby!

- Leave my child alone. - Should you bring?

Your hands are dirty.

- My hands are impeccable. - Do not come near my child.

You are in bad mood this morning.

Morning or not, I do what I want. Go.

And do not come back.

It's hysteria.

What nerve!

Slut... Get out, drag!

Her husband is missing...

I said horrible things. I shouldn't have.

It means nothing to me.

I don't like it.

I do not care. I do not know.

You want me.

Because I kissed you.

We must forget all that.

- You will forgive me? - Why have you done this?

I don't know.

If you say you love me, I'll never see her again.

Ah... And if not. You see her again, right?

- Why are you so quiet? - You were a son to me.

But today, I do not feel anything for you.

This is not true.

You told me that I was your stepmother.

Misery.

Pars... Go away. Courses to join, I do not care.

You disgust yourself soon enough.

It's awful...

Enough now.

Let me eat this chocolate.

- Naughty bird. - Do not give him.

He has an ulcer. Chocolate is not good for him.

- Go, an effort. - On going home.

Dirty parrot! Parasites.

Arturo isn't your father there?

Hello, Morro. How are you doing?

Not bad. And you?

You've grown.

News?

Yes, Nunziata... There was six months,

she had a boy.

I will go up later.

Well, tell me ... It's prison up there?

They were not two?

No, only one.

You got the instructions?

In my jacket.

It told you that?

Do not worry. It will be home tonight.

Where can it be?

Where can he go? It is night. Why is he not with us?

He could go for a walk.

You've warned about Carmine?

Yes... He knows.

That's him.

- Wilhelm, all right? - How did you first name?

Carmine... You love your second son?

He's not bad.

Wilhelm, listen to me.

Why have you been absent so long without sending me a letter?

You might have an answer.

I have nothing to say.

I knew you were here.

I'll unpack my suitcase.

I need sleep. The trip was rough.

Do not speak of lemon trees. He needs all our help.

Remember?

He does not want us.

Who's there?

I finished painting the boat. We're going fishing?

Go alone, Morro.

I do not want.

But it is the best season. Arise and come with me.

No, impossible. Go, go...

Leave me alone.

Wait...

I come with you.

Please.

And your watch?

- Your watch? - Perdue.

Perdue, where?

Go home.

Stella!

Stella!

Barre-toi.

Sunday slapper!

Tell me, what does that mean... "fag"?

I would say that person is funny...

or ridiculous.

You were called so?

No, not me.

It is said that Wilhelm?

Arturo, wait.

Come.

- Tell me what happened. - Nothing.

You must tell me. I'm not blind

I see how dirty it was mine.

But you...

You, you know.

I beg you, tell me.

- Help me to understand. - You're not alone in loving him.

Me too.

He suffered. And perhaps you can't do anything about it.

Not true!

This isn't true what he said!

Farewell!

Farewell, Island!

Farewell!

Cigarette.

You'll go, eh?

Then take me.

- When, are you 16? - 14.

Well, Morro... You're a man now.

I can not sleep at night.

- You go, finally, Arturo? - We start tomorrow.

- He said nothing. - He never said a word. Believe me.

You don't know like me.

No, it's true.

I started smoking.

Wilhelm gave it to me.

You should try it. It is company.

But... I am sorry to leave.

I wanted to show the island to Carmine.

He discovered himself.

You know, I gotta go.

It's strange, Nunziata.

I can feel your heart beating in your throat.

I'll prepare something...

for the road.

Thou, Wilhelm?

The son, eh.

You're not like him, you.

You do not look German. That's for sure.

Bring him here.

I'm tired of this stinking cellar, moist and full of rats.

Return to prison, then.

The police in the corner.

It's your father that left me. He is the culprit.

Calling all cars, looking for public enemy No. 1:

25 years old, brown, medium size. Distinguishing feature: 2 heads.

You know...

This is the only company I had in prison.

Grab it!

Your father does not like it.

He does not want it known that I was hiding here, especially...

the little lady up there.

Finally... Tonino, I'm Stella.

And tonight... finite prison.

Let's say a rich and important man...

saw the keeper and was able to free myself for good behavior.

Anyway, I was innocent.

Give it to me.

The file.

Immediately.

Get out of here.

I told you I was invited tonight.

And then your father owes me something.

He certainly owes you nothing.

Oh, if that.

If I dove, it's because of him.

Liar, I do not believe you.

He should help you understand? Promises, promises that.

But no money.

So I did something foolish...

And I was stuck three years.

Here he has unraveled...

for me to move here.

There he took out his money.

Then you calm down and you treat me with respect...

and go to bed, immediately.

Do not worry.

I will not stay long.

Your father told me you had a girlfriend.

Not bad for a kid.

This I have not liked... in jail.

There are no girls.

Otherwise... is not so bad.

You recognize it?

It is not bad, although it owes me more than that.

The money.

It must have, right?

It must be a package.

Because otherwise he has to stay here, your daddy.

I do not follow that we admire the moon.

- Tell me... - What?

You're leaving when?

This morning.

Where?

He talked about a cruise.

But Wilhelm is a fine speaker.

You know how many trips he has undertaken?

He travels since his childhood.

Worldwide.

Really?

That's what he told you? What a liar!

He left Germany and landed in these islands,

and for 20 years, he made the turn, your father.

That's not why you're jealous, though?

He told me yesterday evening that he had two sons.

One is the most beautiful baby in the world...

on the other, I revere him, but he is crazy about this island.

Whenever I go, he is an orphan.

And everyone laughs at him.

You talk like that, in front of him. It would destroy.

Calm down, and I will. If thee wilt disease.

I don't care about you or your family.

You know, if I wanted your father I would clean it.

I am fighting not against the kids.

I am not afraid. I am a god.

- Touch it again and... - You make me laugh.

Calm down. I'll find someone else.

Arturo, what did he say?

- He insulted you... - This is a criminal.

Forget him.

If it is a criminal Why is he with you?

Traitor.

- No, do not say that. - This is what you are yet.

- Arturo, you do not know. - That's what I know...

I would have killed to defend you.

And you go with him. That's what you do.

- It must be. I promised. - What about me?

I waited years for this trip with you.

I see.

Listen to me.

Arturo, we go together next time, promise.

For a wonderful trip.

Us. There is much to see...

No, I think not. You, your promises, it bunk.

You could promise me whatever you want...

but I swear, I'm talking more.

It's over, these cries? Hurry, I'll miss the boat.

I said "hurry", darling.

He left with another.

- Another? - Yes, that's it.

His friend.

A criminal. Since it is here, he thought only of him.

And out of prison, they are saved...

because he loves her more than us!

- No more. - She's with him it is!

More... No.

You're wrong. This man could change her family.

You forbid it? After what he did?

- He may have reasons. - But he has betrayed you!

- And this despite him. - Finally, tell me:

you love?

It's my husband.

But you love him? I should know.

Nobody loves but me.

Answer me! I don't need him to love me?

You're luckier than him.

How?

In the life that awaits...

you will find beautiful and pretty women who love you.

Wilhelm has no use for them.

They want to be loved by him because he is handsome.

But Wilhelm did not entrust anyone.

Especially not a woman.

As if he had found evil in them.

If Wilhelm and I weren't married...

where would he find the love a man searches for?

He would be left alone forever, like a gypsy, with nothing.

Fortunately, I'm here.

He may return because he knows me.

Not anymore.

It will leave and come back again.

I know.

As for you...

think of the future and women you'll have...

the rich, the foreigners...

that you take for a woman.

I'll marry someone I know.

There was a woman that I would have married.

I know I don't want anybody else.

I'll never marry.

Even if I remain alone forever.

- You must leave here. - No, no...

If you stay, you break my heart.

I love you. I want to stay here with you.

If you love me, leave.

- Tell me you love me. - No.

- We must not hurt anyone. - Hurting?

Where is Arthur?

He said he was leaving.

He's gone.

What did he say?

He could not leave...

without saying anything.

When will he return?

He said he'll write.

But I never wrote you, Wilhelm...

even if your memory is always with me.

I don't recall very well...

but I remember the details:

your height, the sound of your laughter...

Just gone, I knew I did not completely forget you...

despite my efforts.

Today, I imagine you are getting old and from...

then return to the island in search of solace, finding a refuge...

against the outside world who's love constantly disappointed.

I think I can understand you.

As for Nunziata...

it was nothing special.

A woman among others.

But his memory hurts me even deeper still.

And all the love I could give...

was that I only had for her.

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