All language subtitles for Die schwarzen Brüder (2013)

THE BLACK BROTHERS

From the novel of the same name
by Lisa Tetzner

Come on.

Go away !

Giorgio !

Mamma !

Mamma ! Mamma.

Get help, Giorgio. Quickly !

Thank you for your help.

Who are you ?

A friend.

I can help you.

- She needs a doctor.
- No.

Please no.

There are forty francs in here.

Enough for a doctor.

In return you'll give me...

your son, for half a year,
to serve me in Milan.

You say you're a friend ?

I wouldn't sell my son.
Not ever.

Really ?
Not even to save your wife's life ?

Have a think about it.
I'll be in the Grotto.

Luca.

- Please don't give Giorgio away.
- I said I won't sell him.

My medicine can't cure a broken leg.

Who'll bring up your children
if Violetta doesn't make it ?

Mamma.

I'll make it.

Giorgio, go to the stream with Anita
and gather coltsfoot, thyme and sage.

- Mamma's leg looks really bad.
- Who is that man ?

- I don't know.
- He looks like the devil.

A devil who buys children.

To fry and gobble them up,
like in hell.

No !

Don't worry, Luca.

We've already been through so much.
We can do this.

- Are you going to sell me ?
- Not for a thousand francs.

Bring in the goats and the hens.
Go on !

Nothing can be done, Luca.
Take the money.

- Hello, Luca.
- Hi.

Here.

Hello, Luca.

- This is your work ?
- What ?

Exploiting the misery of others ?

Some fathers
willingly give me their sons.

One less mouth to feed, money.
Who really benefits ?

- He gave me 30 francs for my Pietro.
- Goodbye, Signor Luini.

It'll be a harsh winter.
Accept it.

Here.
Thanks once again for your help.

Luca.
Sit down.

You're a proud father.
Maybe too proud.

Your son is valuable.

But your wife...

she is too.

Think it over again.
You've got until tomorrow.

I'll expect your boy in two days at
the mouth of the Verzasca in Magadino.

Papa has sold me.
Like a piece of cattle.

Come outside.

I've heard of boys being sold
and never coming back.

- Who knows what came of them.
- It's said they're dead.

Maybe.

I don't want to go. I don't want to die,
and Mamma mustn't either.

When I was a little girl

I also had to leave the village
to do service, for two whole years.

- You ?
- Yes.

So you chose to go ?

Nobody chooses
to leave their home, Giorgio.

They were desperate times.
We needed the money.

I don't want to go away, Grandma.
Please.

Giorgio.
I'm going that way, to the doctor.

Giorgio. Hey !

- Sorry.
- I'm doing it for Mamma, not you.

Make sure Mamma gets better.
If she dies, I'll hate you forever.

Take care.

Mountain goat ?

Come here.

So ?
Have you already called the doctor ?

- Papa did, not me.
- Good.

Now let's go.

Watch out, he's coming back.

- Giorgio.
- Hi, Pietro.

Cut that out !

Sit back down there. Go on !
Go and sit over there !

I don't want to hear a peep
out of any of you.

Do you know this book ?
I know it off by heart.

I see.

You can't read, but can milk goats.
I can't do that.

- Milking is easy.
- So is reading.

The nuns beat it into me.

Alfredo.

Giorgio.

Get up, you rats !
Come on, get a move on !

Move it, God damn it !
Come on. Go ! Faster !

Move it !

Go, go, go !
Hurry ! Get moving !

Come on ! Move it !
Go, get onto the boat !

Antonio, untie the boat.

- Dante, you steer.
- Yes, sir.

Come on, you cowards. Move !

Help !
Lord God, help !

Help ! Help me !

Jesus !

Where are the others ?

- Out there.
- Probably drowned.

Drowned, you say ?
How am I going to get my money back ?!

Help me up.

- Maybe others survived.
- "Maybe" can't turn two into fourteen !

Whatever.

I owe you both a favour.

- Help !
- Over there !

Pick him up.
Rest him on my knee.

- Antonio...
- Lift him up.

Over here to me. That's right.

Now you lot listen to me.

If you tell anyone
what happened here tonight

then may God have mercy on you.

You'll wish
you had never met Antonio Luini.

Is that understood ?

Move it, you lot. Move it !

Go on, move !

Watch out for the horses.

Giorgio, Dante, come on.

The cathedral isn't going anywhere.
Move it !

Get a move on.

Dante, come on !

Giorgio ? You too.

- Donation ? Please !
- Get lost.

Go left here.

Where's my boy ?

- Where are the others ?
- There are only four !

- You drunkard !
- You promised us 15 !

You promised a boy for each of us !

Quiet !
Be quiet, for God's sake !

I've had an extremely bad day.

How long have I been bringing
you boys ? Twenty years !

And always top quality.

And I'm the only one
that guarantees that they'll stay,

even when you mistreat them.

- Where are the goods, you crook ?
- You brought only four !

Chimney sweeps
are in short supply in Ticino !

But these are good.
Take a look at this one.

Swift as a weasel, strong as a horse.
He can climb like a mountain goat.

- How old are you ?
- Fourteen.

You mean, "Fourteen, master".
Say it !

Fourteen, master.

Open up.

I prefer that one.

- How much is he ?
- That one ?

Because it's you, Limone,
let's say... 80 lira.

Eighty ? He's trying to ruin me !
Eighty for this bag of bones ?

I could get a donkey for that.

Get your donkey
to climb the chimney then !

I'll do you a special deal, Limone.
Eighty-five lira.

- Eighty-five ?
- One more word and it's 90.

Right, here you go. Eighty-three lira.
I'll take this one.

- What a bargain.
- I'll take the wiry one.

Wait a minute.
That one's mine.

Fine.
I hope you're happy together.

- I'll take the stout one.
- The fat one costs 85.

It's a good deal.
He doesn't talk.

- You promised one for each of us.
- You said you'd have over a dozen.

But there are only four !

Now there's only one, you idiot.
How much for him ?

- 50.
- 55.

- 60.
- 60. More ?

- 70.
- 70 ! Anything higher ?

- 75.
- Any more than 75 ?

- 80 !
- 80 and it's going...

- 90.
- 90 ! Going, going...

- 95.
- Gone !

For 95 !
To the man over there.

- What's your name ?
- Alfredo.

Master.

Bye, Battista.
Say hello to your sweetie for me.

Come on, it's time to work.

Come on.

Hello, Battista.
Is that your new lad ?

- Brand new.
- Bye.

This is Via Lupo.
Wolf Street. Nice and quiet, isn't it ?

- Are there Wolves ?
- Yes.

But they act more like rats.
Don't get mixed up with them.

- Hello, Battista.
- Hello, Silvio.

Silvio, this is my new boy Giorgio.

- Welcome.
- Thank you.

My sweetie will have the food ready.
She'll like you.

Deep down she's a good person.

You drunkard !

- Who's that ?
- The new boy.

How much ?

- Eighty-three.
- Sweet Jesus ! Eighty-three ?

Do you want to make us unhappy,
you numbskull ?

They could sell you
a cat and call it a rabbit,

and a crow and call it a dove !

- There were only four.
- Four ?

Thousands of parents in Ticino

would love to sell their brats
for a few francs.

And you, you idiot,
you paid 83 lira for that one !

- Anselmo wouldn't cost us anything.
- What ? You rat !

You want to send
my tender son down chimneys ?

Because you don't have one ?

- We want to eat.
- Work for it !

Go work with your brat first.

I'll have pasta with my son.
That's it !

Bloody hell. That woman !

Tools.

Ball.

Ladder.

Canes.

Brush.

Put that on.

Shoes, belt.

Bag.

Get a move on.
Come on !

Old witch.

Perfect.

It fits like a glove.

Turn around.
The dust cloth is very important.

- Master ?
- Yes ?

- The young lady.
- What young lady ?

The pretty young lady
upstairs in your house.

The pretty young lady upstairs
is my daughter.

Keep your hands off her.

Come on.

Chimney sweeps !
We'll clean your chimneys !

Chimney... What are you doing ?

Do you want me to lose my voice ?
Join in !

Chimney sweeps.
We'll clean your chimneys.

What on earth was that ?
Nobody can hear you.

Chimney sweeps !
We'll clean your chimneys !

That's right, so people can hear you.
Louder !

Chimney sweeps !

- Chimney sweeps !
- Signor Battista !

- Signor Battista !
- Ah, Signorina Palumbi.

We'll be right with you.

- Signorina Palumbi !
- Signor Battista.

Which of the pretty housekeeper's
chimneys are we to sweep today ?

Signor Battista !

This chimney here
doesn't have a good draft anymore.

Let's have a look then, shall we ?
Get ready.

- Ready for what ?
- To go up there.

Climb up inside and stick your arms
in the holes in the sides.

You scrape it out with this,
then sweep it clean.

Okay ? Off you go.

Quick.

Up you go.

It's his first time.

We should drink to that,
shouldn't we ?

But madam, I'm on duty.

The ladder is too short.

There are metal rods in the wall.
Can you feel them ?

Yes.

Cover your nose with the cloth,
grab on to one of them,

close your eyes and pull yourself up.

My eyes are burning
and I can't breathe anymore.

That's normal.
Close your eyes and keep climbing.

Only fifteen more
until you reach the sky.

Chimney sweep, chimney sweep !

Giorgio, Giorgio !

Alfredo ? Alfredo !

Hey, I'm over here.
We'll meet again !

See you again soon !

Giorgio !

- Giorgio !
- Coming.

Leave my sister alone,
or you'll get what's coming to you.

May I ?

Yes ?

- Where are you from ?
- Ticino.

Why did you come to Milan ?

Because of my mamma.
She badly needed a doctor.

I miss her.

I miss my mamma too.

But she hit me on the head
with a frying pan.

That's Papa's new wife.
My mamma died.

I'm sorry.

I have problems with my lungs,
just like she did.

You need fresh mountain air,
like at home.

It makes you healthy.

I'm not allowed out on the street.

The air is terrible here.
I'm not surprised you're ill.

Where I'm from the air smells
like berries, flowers and herbs.

Lovely.

I've never been outside of Milan.

I have to go back.

Can you tell me some time
about your family and the mountains ?

If you tell me
something about yourself.

Maybe. Goodnight.

- What's your name ?
- Angeletta. And yours ?

Giorgio.

Goodbye.

Angeletta.

Hey, chimney sweep, clean this !

Good day.

- Hey, you thieves !
- Get out of here !

- Hello, Jacob.
- Hello, Battista.

Hello, Giorgio.

Wait outside.

A friend to both man and beast.

Alfredo !

Hey, watch it.
Get a move on, you slacker.

Hey, broom boy.
How's business ?

- What's that got to do with you ?
- More than you think, chimney sweep.

It can be dangerous on the streets.
Alone, with no friends.

- He doesn't know what friends are.
- I should have known you're a rat.

A rat ? We're the Wolves
and your tips are ours.

- Hey, my tips !
- It's your protection money.

- Here.
- I don't need protection.

Giorgio !

It's my dad. Hurry up !
One word and you're dead.

Giorgio !

Giorgio, here.

Chimney sweeps ! Help !

- Help !
- Excuse me, sorry...

Signor Battista, hurry !

- Why didn't you call for us earlier ?
- Thanks, Battista.

My customers want bread,
panettone, ciabatta, croissants...

Get me earlier next time !
The boy can't go in like that.

Take it all out.
The wood, the embers, everything.

Then cool it down with water.

Don't make such a fuss.
Get it out of there.

Next tray.

Come on,
put your cloth over your nose.

Lean a long pastry board
against the oven.

Right, there you go.

If you feel the heat coming through,
wrap them again.

- Good luck.
- Let's go.

Right, in we go.

Oh my Lord.

Hey !
You're not getting my tips.

How's tricks, Farmer Boy ?

- Alfredo.
- Giorgio.

- How are you ?
- Could be better. How are you ?

- Not too bad.
- So they steal your tips too ?

- They do it to you as well ?
- All of us.

- Who else ?
- Giorgio ! There's cake for you.

Coming, master.

- Where do you live ?
- Go into Via Ferraio.

- Where the blacksmith is ?
- Then go into Via Lupo.

It's the house at the back.

Alfredo !

Giorgio, I'll pick you up this evening.
See you later.

- Here's your hat. Bye.
- Bye.

Your slacking will be the ruin of me !
Get down here !

There's a good boy.

Alfredo !

You stupid animal !

Stop that immediately !
I said stop it !

If you want to beat someone up,
then try me.

Father.

You haven't been to confession
for a long time.

The work, Father, and the worries...

You're right.
I'm nothing but a poor sinner.

But I have the best intentions.
I swear on my mamma's life.

- Is she still alive ?
- Sadly not.

Her pasta was the very best.

- Always al dente.
- Yes, always al dente.

Are you new ?

I paid all of 80 lira
for this waste of space,

because he only had
four boys from Ticino.

- Four ?
- Only four.

You were there.
How many were there on board ?

What's wrong ?

Luini must have
ordered you to keep quiet.

Sorry, Father,
but there are chimneys waiting for us.

If he tries to hit you again,

come and see me
here at San Carlo Church.

- You hear me ?
- I don't need any church.

I still have bruises from
some kind nuns.

Come on, son.

Here.

- Panettone !
- It's for you.

No, I can't accept it.
It's too much, too good.

Let's share it then.

Antonio's bread.

The name Panettone

was thought up
by an apprentice baker from Milan.

For his beloved.
He was called Antonio.

Are you sure ?

- Yes.
- Really ?

- I read it.
- You can read ?

Yes, can't you ?

I'll teach you.

Be careful with the ink.

You mustn't press so hard.

- Giorgio ?
- Alfredo.

- Where are you ?
- Alfredo !

Come in. This is my friend Alfredo.
This is my...

- This is Angeletta.
- Hello, Alfredo.

What a lovely ray of light
in the dark of night.

Angeletta.

You look hungry.

- I am.
- We have panettone left.

- Angeletta !
- My brother.

There are loose boards in the corner.
You can get out there.

Angeletta !

- Angeletta, you should be in bed.
- I needed fresh air.

- Look, this is for you.
- It's beautiful. Thank you.

Wait.

- That creep is her brother ?
- No, her stepbrother.

Lucky for her.
And for you too.

Come on.

- Where are we going ?
- Wait and see.

- It must be great to be in love.
- She's just nice to me.

- That's how it always starts.
- What would you know ?

Wait.

- Where are you ?
- Down here.

Come down.
Or are you too scared ?

I'll be right there.

- You and your surprises.
- Come on.

- Alfredo ?
- Come on, Giorgio.

Dante !

- Giorgio !
- Hello.

Antonio, wake up. Giorgio is here.
Wake up !

- Hello.
- This is Marco. He's our cook.

We call him Red, because his hair
is as red as chimney fire.

- Hi.
- That's Riccardo.

- Hi.
- Hello, Giorgio.

- That's Luigi.
- Hi.

- What is this place ?
- It's a catacomb.

We're directly under the church.
Do you see the skulls ?

Sit.

The food is ready.
Come on boys, get up.

- Delicious.
- It's so good.

- It's the best thing I've ever had.
- Yum !

- Smells yummy.
- I prefer cooking to chimney sweeping.

- I would too.
- Good work, Red.

It smells so good.

What do you do here
apart from fry bacon and potatoes ?

- Come on.
- Giorgio, we're a gang.

- The Black Brothers.
- Yeah !

And you're the head, are you ?

- Alfredo is.
- We must defend ourselves.

Against the Wolves and the masters
who treat us like dirt.

- Like blood brothers.
- Exactly.

- Like Robin Hood and Ivanhoe.
- But there's something missing.

- What ?
- The blood.

- Who wants to go first then ?
- Not me.

- Him.
- The new one.

- No.
- Come on, Giorgio.

Come on, give me your hand.

Are you going to chop onions
with that now ?

Alfredo.
Come on, Dante.

We've sealed our brotherhood
in blood.

- All together. We want justice.
- Justice.

We'll never let another brother down.

The Black Brothers.
Together we are strong !

Together we are strong !

Cheers, Roberto.

How could you get like this ?

We used to climb up
the chimneys together.

- We called people like you scum.
- And people like you hypocrites.

You're full of pious talk now,
but back then...

Back when our master
did this to me...

- You almost killed him.
- True.

And I regret nothing,
because I did it for you.

You have one more chance.

You could quit this business
and just walk away.

No, Roberto.

I'm the one giving you another chance.

We swore an oath of eternal loyalty
back when we had our gang.

The gang is long gone, Roberto.
They're all dead.

Or old men.
Like us.

But there are others now, Antonio.
A new gang.

And you'll soon know about it.

- Chimney sweep !
- Louder !

Chimney sweep !

Cheers, Battista.

Those who work hard
should drink hard too.

Too right.
It gives you your strength back.

Close your eyes and knock it back.
It helps.

That's right !
It means it's working.

Now you're a real chimney sweep.

- You still owe me a favour.
- What ? Why ?

- Who are you anyway ?
- Giorgio.

Get lost and keep your gob shut.

Not until you make good
on your promise.

I don't keep promises, young man.

Please yourself.
Everyone listen to me !

- This m...
- Luini !

go of my boy !
- You should cane him !

- What do you want ?
- Go and tell my mother I'm alive.

And then I'll go to the Pope
to pray for your soul.

Or for your own.

Drunkard !

Have you squandered
the whole day's takings again ?

No, not all of them.

On Sunday, they're in for it !

- Who ?
- The Wolves.

We need to put an end to them
stealing our tips.

- Let's set a trap.
- We need bait.

Wait a minute.
I already have an idea.

I'll use Anselmo to lure the Wolves
to Piazza San Carlo.

You hide at the canal,
and we'll dunk them in the water.

- Great, yeah !
- Finally !

Master ?
Could I have Sunday off ?

What are you planning to do ?

I just want to go to church
and pray for Mamma.

Say a prayer for me
while you're at it.

And for me too.
I'm such a poor sinner.

You're so funny.

Lucrezia, I had a wondrous dream.

Really ?
Did Almighty God appear to you ?

Excuse me, boys.
Can I get through ?

Hello, signora.

- We've got him.
- He's right in the trap.

Is he praying for his life ?

Get a load of that !

Walk away now
and nothing will happen to you.

- The chimney has evaporated his brain.
- He's gone gaga.

- We are the Black Brothers !
- And today is payday !

We want our money back.

The Black Brothers !
Now we've got them all at once.

- Who is your leader ?
- Me !

Come on, brother !

Antonio, help me !

We surrender !

- Help ! We surrender !
- Empty your pockets.

Pay your road toll, please.

Okay, you want your money ?
You'll get it !

Your filthy money.

We want all of it.

This isn't the last you'll hear of us.

They're not wolves,
they're sausage dogs.

- Exactly !
- Damn you, chimney sweeps !

- We're the Black Brothers.
- Together we are strong !

Together we are strong !

- We are the Black Brothers.
- Together we are strong !

Yeah !

Almost. Make it a bit longer.

Even bigger.

Good day.

Yes !

Excuse me. May we ?

Writing is hard work.

What do you want to write
to your mamma ?

She can't read either.
We'll write to the doctor.

We ? I'll help you.

Which doctor ?

There's only one in our valley.
Doctor Patrinelli.

"Dear...".

"E".

"A...". Wait, I'll show you.

- I'll send it tomorrow.
- Thank you, you're a dear.

- Did you just kiss me ?
- No, you just dreamed it.

- Hi, everyone.
- Hi, Giorgio.

- Where is Alfredo ?
- Hey, Farmer Boy.

You finally decided to turn up.
Did your girlfriend stand you up ?

- What's wrong ? Are you ill ?
- No.

The soot just doesn't agree with me.

- Giorgio, Luigi has run away.
- What ?

The youngest one of us
has shown the most courage.

I bet Luini is after him.

- You think so ?
- Of course.

He guarantees
that we won't run away.

I hope he gets away.

- What are you doing ?
- Praying for him.

You think that will help ?

Luigi, oh my God !

Let this be a lesson to you,
or you're next.

Runaways get
the punishment they deserve.

- Did you see my mother ?
- Stop going on about her.

- You promised.
- Leave me in peace. Get lost !

You have no honour, Antonio Luini !

What did you just say ?
"No honour" ?

That's good, very good.

What do you think about that ?
No honour.

No honour.

Amen !
No honour !

You coward !

Ow, Mamma !

- My nuts !
- Want some more ?

You're just one of those, are you ?
Just a common thug !

You're just like all the others.

Come on.

Beating up an innocent boy ?
How dare you...

This isn't what I paid for
when I spent all that money to buy you !

- She thinks she's some kind of saint.
- You must really like her.

What ?

If you didn't like her,
you wouldn't be getting so worked up.

- You read too many books.
- You don't read enough.

Read this.

About the tragic events
on Lake Maggiore,

where many boys from Ticino drowned.

"The suspect
is a known child trafficker."

Luini !

The Swiss authorities
are offering a reward for his arrest.

One thousand francs.
We'll go and claim it !

That's more than 100 francs each.

Do you really want to mess with him ?
Look what he did to me.

- He can't get away with it.
- He's far too dangerous.

As long as we stick together,
nobody can harm us.

- Is that idiot drunk ?
- He's ill and urgently needs a doctor.

- He needs to stay in bed.
- What ?

My mamma was ill too before she died.

She had no teeth,
but her pasta was still the best.

Al dente. You get me ?

- Al dente.
- Stop talking nonsense.

If you make Alfredo work tomorrow,
Lemon...

Lemon ? How dare you call me that !
You insolent lout !

Are you threatening me ?

Fine, okay. I understand.

Can I...
Can you put me back down ?

Only if you let Alfredo rest
and get him a doctor.

- Of course, absolutely.
- Good.

Do you know how much a doctor costs ?

Riccardo, stay with him.
I'll get help.

Angeletta.

It's me.

The thing with Anselmo before...
I'm sorry.

- What is it ?
- Alfredo's ill. He's coughing up blood.

- What ?
- I need all of your medicine.

Quickly !

This always helps me
when it's really bad.

Don't hit me, don't hit me...

Alfredo.
It's me. Giorgio.

And Riccardo and Angeletta.

Girls always worry so much.

When you're well again,
we'll leave together.

Listen.

Switzerland.

You have to lure Luini there.

- Somehow.
- We'll do that.

And give the money to the parents
of the children who drowned.

Promise you will.

I promise.

I'm glad you're my friend,
Farmer Boy.

Say hello to your beloved
Monte Zucchero for me.

Whatever you want, my brother.

I promise.

I promise.

- About eight lira.
- How much does a coffin cost ?

- Eight should do.
- Here are my tips from yesterday.

We can get flowers too.

The masters won't give us
the day off anyway.

We owe it to Alfredo to be there.

Leave it to me.

There goes Giorgio, boys.

Let's get him.
Hey, chimney sweep. You all right ?

- You're not going anywhere.
- We've got a score to settle with you.

Alfredo is dead.

Your leader has died ?

We can fight after the funeral.
Wherever you want. I'll come alone.

- My word is my bond.
- No.

Let him go. Go on !

I said let him go !

What the...

- What the hell !
- Alfredo is dead.

- My friend. We saved your life.
- Oh, yeah.

You need to convince our masters
to let us all go to the funeral.

Do you promise ?

I don't know if Alfredo
would have wanted me

to speak by his grave today.

He had lost his faith in our church.

But I know
that he believed in something else.

In justice, namely.
And in his friendship with you.

He wanted to create a community
where you'd be there for one another

and not let anything get you down,
whatever happened.

Now it's up to you to pursue the path
that Alfredo showed you

and follow it together until the end.

Amen.

E nomine patri et filius
et spiritus sanctus.

- Amen.
- Amen.

Alfredo.
We'll never forget you.

We, your friends,
will keep our promise.

We, your friends,
will keep our promise.

Goodbye, Alfredo.

- Goodbye.
- Take care, Alfredo.

Why are you here ?

Making sure they don't run away
from their masters.

Isn't it your fault Alfredo's dead ?
And all the others out on the lake ?

- Father, this is a sacred place.
- No place is sacred when you're there.

So, are you all in ?

Of course.
But how are we going to do it ?

- Luini is crafty and mean.
- He sure is.

Not even Antonio can take him.

I promised Alfredo
we'd get him into Switzerland.

Giorgio, even if we catch him,
how do we get him to Switzerland ?

- We could lure him over there.
- Right.

We lure Luini to Luino,
on Lake Maggiore, simple as that,

and then we stick him in a net
like a big fish.

Good idea.

Let's think about how we can do it.

You kept your word.
I give you credit for that.

Welcome to our Wolf Castle.

The defendant is guilty.

He's a coward.
A liar, and a traitor.

He's not really a traitor.

Get him, Wolves !
He doesn't deserve our pity.

He doesn't have any.
He kicked me in the nuts.

You jumped me from behind
and nearly drowned me.

Isn't this a matter
for you two to sort out ?

Why do we fight each other anyway ?
We're all in the same boat, after all.

- You trying to make peace ?
- It's better than fighting, isn't it ?

- Wolves ?
- I don't trust him.

- He's just scared.
- Or it's a trick.

Giorgio, watch out !

Nobody move a muscle !

- Help me !
- Help yourself.

Forget it,
you're not worth the effort.

- You bring shame on us.
- You're the coward, not Giorgio !

You were never really one of us.
Now stand up !

Never show your face around
here again.

- Get lost !
- Run to your mamma.

- And take your daft hat with you.
- Push off, you loser !

So, what now ?
Do we want more war ?

Or peace ?

Good, then we're agreed.

The Black Brothers and the Wolves
are no longer enemies.

This calls for a celebration.
Boys, let's go !

You're too early, Father.
The boy is alive.

Quick, get a glass of water.

Give him a grappa
and he'll be right as rain.

Then you can carry on
and we'll get back to work.

Work is out of the question.
The boy is exhausted.

- He must go to bed right away.
- Fine by me. Try telling my wife that.

- I'll talk to her.
- You haven't met my wife.

Good luck.

In there.

Rossi !

- Who are you then ?
- I'm your pastor, signora.

The boy needs food.
He's completely worn out. Signora.

For every day of rest
that you grant him,

you'll be pardoned
for one of your sins.

One a day ?

He needs a warm bed
and to be looked after.

He can sleep in my room with me.

If that were to happen,

I'm sure you'd be forgiven
one extra sin per day.

You're very kind. We'll make sure
he has it good while he's ill.

- Afterwards too, I hope.
- Of course.

But we don't want to overdo it,
do we ?

Right.

It's there in black and white.
Nine children drowned.

Luini has them on his conscience.
He must be punished.

The Black Brothers want justice.

They have one last chance
before he drinks himself to death.

- They need your help. Will you help ?
- Yes.

- Luini has too many on his conscience.
- Yes.

Here, pasta.

Enjoy.

I should stay ill longer.
I've never had it so good.

Make sure you don't get used to it.
You'll soon be leaving.

True.

Say hello to the mountains for me.

Say hello to them yourself.

- He's back.
- Finally !

- Giorgio ?
- Down there.

We come as friends.

Giorgio says hello.

He asked us to help you
catch the man with the scar.

Shall I read it out loud ?

"Dear brothers,
Angeletta is my confidante.

She and the Wolves are going to help us
put our plan into action."

- How is Giorgio ?
- Good.

As soon as he gets away.

We go tomorrow.
My father will get us a horse and cart.

We've organised everything.

- We're finally going home !
- We'll get him !

Giorgio needs a disguise
or he'll end up like me.

Jacob, two !

- Two horses ?
- Two horses, one cart.

- How long ?
- Three days.

When ?

- Right away.
- Right away ?

You'll have the cleanest chimney
in Milan for a whole year.

- Take them and shove off.
- Thank you, Jacob.

- Mamma, Mamma, they've gone !
- What's gone ?

My beautiful clothes !
And Angeletta !

- And Giorgio.
- What ?

All that's left are these
stupid chimney sweep's clothes.

Oh Mother Mary !

Rossi !

See you soon, my darling.
Bring her back healthy, okay ?

I promise.

You were the best boy I ever had,
even in girl's clothes.

Bye, beautiful.

- Hello.
- Hi, Father.

- Today is the big fishing trip.
- We have the net ready.

- Good morning.
- Hello.

- Father, do you want some ?
- I can't eat anything stolen.

Welcome to our castle, madam.
Please enter.

We have a girl dressed as a boy,

a boy dressed as a girl,
a boy that can't speak,

a few chimney sweeps' brooms
and a pack of wolves.

- We're invincible.
- Yeah !

Good to see you well again, Giorgio.

- You're wearing a skirt like me.
- It suits you more than me.

I'm off to inform the Swiss authorities.
I'll wait for you in Luino.

- Take care.
- Goodbye, Father.

- Bye.
- See you soon.

- Ride carefully.
- Good luck.

- Thank you.
- Bye.

- Sit down, boys.
- Where's the food ?

- We need to eat before leaving.
- Breakfast is ready.

We'll keep you here.

No problem.
I like this place you've got.

- Enjoy !
- We're definitely keeping you here.

Friends ! Help me !

Save some for me !

You rascals !

You won't get out of there in a hurry,
you coward !

Mamma !

Luini !

Wake up, you drunk crook.

- Go away. I need peace and quiet.
- So do I.

But first I need Giorgio.
The rascal has run away.

- He and his Black Brothers.
- Did you say Black Brothers ?

That hypocrite Roberto
put them up to this.

- Where are they ?
- Lake Maggiore. Luino.

In Luino ?

Luini, Luino, do you get it ?
That's my domain !

I'll get them back.

Nobody gets away from me.
Nobody !

Nobody !

Thanks. Bye.

Let's go, come on !
Go, go !

Mamma...

Soot makes you strong.

Perfect.

And from now on...

the pan is to be used for food.

Giorgio, we'll throw Master Lemon
in the canal when we get back.

- This is the place.
- You're right. It looks good.

Do you hear that ?

I think that's him.

- It's him.
- Get down !

Has he gone ?

It's working.

Come on.

Stop !

Hey, Luini !

Luini !

- You're not scared ?
- No, you'll protect me.

We will.

Are you all ready ?

Right. Good luck !

- Got you !
- Help, Papa !

- What ? Papa ? Who are you ?
- The White Sister.

The White Sister ?
Where are the Black Brothers ?

Here we are !

- Here we are, scarface.
- Come on !

Jump !

- You vermin !
- We've finally got you !

Let me out of here !

- Let me out !
- You'll get what you deserve.

You'll regret this !
Let me out of here !

You vermin, you lice !

Just you wait !

I only wanted to help your families !
Let me down.

I'll give you the money back.
I wanted to help your families !

- Whatever !
- Well done. I'm proud of you.

You've done well.

- Bravo.
- He's nicely wrapped and tied up.

Ah, Roberto.

- Doesn't the Church forgive our sins ?
- Only God can.

- And the boys you killed.
- Not my fault they couldn't swim.

The Swiss gendarmerie
have prepared a welcome for you,

with handcuffs and chains.

You'll be having rats for breakfast,
and being beaten for dessert.

- Maybe they'll knock your head off.
- You Judas !

You've sold me for 1,000 francs !

- You're not worth five.
- My pleasure.

The money goes to the victims' parents.
Just like Robin Hood !

No, like the Black Brothers.

- Away with him.
- The Black Brothers...

Laughable !

You're a complete joke !
You vermin ! You lice !

Roberto ? Where are you ?

Roberto, one day...

I'll climb up from hell to you in heaven
and tear off your wings.

God bless you.

- Amen.
- Let's shift him.

See you, Roberto ! I'll see you soon.
See you soon, my brother.

- Roberto ! My brother !
- The Black Brothers live on !

- Wait, you can speak ?
- Only when it's necessary.

Giorgio, you'll need these.

- I'll never forget one thing.
- How to clean chimneys ?

How much you can achieve
when you have friends.

- Bye.
- Goodbye.

Come and visit us again soon !

Giorgio ! Master Lemon still needs
to be punished !

- We'll do that when I'm back.
- Bye. Have a good journey !

Thank you for your help. Goodbye !

Giorgio !

Let's sit down there.

The air is so good here.

It takes fewer than 15 steps
to reach the sky from here.

- To reach Alfredo, you mean.
- Yes.

The End