Original subtitles

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC FADES OUT)

(RAIN PATTERING)

(MEN SINGING IN ITALIAN)

(SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYING)

DOUGAL: What’s this, then?

What are you doing in the Pigman’s bothy?

Just reddin’ it up,

for the Italians.

DOUGAL: Italians?

Prisoners of war.

DOUGAL: I thought prisoners stayed at the camp.

Not these three.

They are staying in the bothy.

Why you?

What about the other wives? Are they refusing to do it?

I’m next door,

and the other wives have got bairns.

Oh, here.

Aye.

It’s easy, not hard work.

Just getting their messages from the van, things like that.

It’ll be a bit extra for you.

Aye, it will.

(RAIN PATTERING)

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(TRACTOR RUMBLING)

(WHISTLING)

JANIE: That’s them started now.

MEG: Oh, aye.

Is that Finlay with them?

KIRSTY: Hey, seeing as it’s the grocer's van tonight,

do you think he’ll let us off ten minutes early?

(MEG SCOFFS) You’ve got hope.

(GRUNTING)

KIRSTY: Good God, look at that.

-Excuse me, sir-- -What the hell is going on here?

Excuse me, sir.

My hands is broken.

I want it for my fingers... gloves.

Ah. They don’t have the knack.

And Finlay doesn’t seem to be giving it to them either.

That’ll give him a few grey hairs. Learn him who his workers are.

(CONTINUES WHISTLING)

KIRSTY: There’s more thistles than corn this year.

JANIE: Aye. I’m scratched all over.

(MEG SCREAMING)

Beel! Beel!

-JANIE: Hey! -(BEEL LAUGHING)

You nearly had us in that fence!

Don’t worry, Kirsty, the fence will hold you.

We mended it last week.

If Finlay saw you coming up there without warning,

burnin’ up the tires.

Finlay says when you see Jess at the grocer’s van,

you’re to tell her he’s expecting her out at the mill on Friday.

KIRSTY: He’s good, I hope.

Jess has refused point blank

to set foot in a field with those Italians.

You can just tell Finlay that.

I’ll tell Jess.

MEG: Jess is well out of it.

KIRSTY: I hardly ever see him these days.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER IN ITALIAN)

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Buonasera, signorina. Buonasera.

Hello.

Hello.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Oh, no. No, no.

See?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

BOY: Come on, come on.

(MEN SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Jess.

Jess, Finlay’s wanting to know...

Have you any news of Donald?

No.

You can tell Finlay,

I’m not setting foot in that threshing mill.

Not with the Italians working there.

Here, I’ve got something for you.

I’ll learn you how to make redcurrant jelly yet.

You have a taste of that.

(APPROACHING AIRCRAFT)

Look.

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(COW MOOING)

Help. Help me.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

You forgot to turn this one.

See?

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

It’s beautiful.

-Beautiful. -It’s very nice.

It’s different.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

-Understand, Napoli... -No.

(SINGING IN ITALIAN)

Napoli.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Paolo?

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

LUIGI: Happy family.

Paolo.

(LUIGI CHUCKLES)

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Beautiful boys.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Understand.Umberto.

Professor.

-Ah. -Much read.

Much read.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Alida.

Alida Valli.

He love. Love Alida Valli.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Me.

English.

Good.

English, very good.

-You like? -No.

-Don’t fool me. -No.

LUIGI: Me.

Mia mamma.

You like mia mamma?

Aye. Yes.

You like me?

Yes.

Is possible, please, we make jiggy-jiggy?

(DOOR OPENING)

Buonasera, signorina.

PAOLO: Buonasera.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

It’s what the Catholics do.

It’s Madonna.

It just looks like the Virgin Mary to me.

Why has it got a black face?

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

MAN: Hi, boys.

See you later.

-Hi. -Hello.

Oh, oh!

No, no, no.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

BEEL: Ladies and gentlemen!

Order please!

-Good crop in it, too. -Aye, aye.

Order please.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Ladies and gentlemen, silence now.

Take your partners for the Grand March, and Circassian Circle.

(BAND PLAYING)

Come on, Meg. You and me, let’s get in amongst them.

You can make a fool of yourself, if you like, but, not me.

# March, march! Ettrick and Teviotdale!

#Why the deil dinna ye March forward in order

#March, march Eskdale and Liddesdale

#All the Blue Bonnets Are bound for the Border

Daft bitch!

Sit down on your backside and keep the small mice out.

(MUSIC FADES OUT)

(DIFFERENT SONG PLAYING)

(BURPS)

(CHEERING)

(APPLAUSE)

Now, to give you all a chance to get your wind back,

I will now call for a song

on our good neighbour, Mistress Fraser!

Meg, a song, if you please.

(MEN SHOUTING) The Barley Rigs!

Come on, now. Enough please! Shh.

One singer, one song.

All right, Meg?

-(CLEARING THROAT) -(CROWD APPLAUDING)

#O rowan tree

#O rowan tree

#Thou’lt aye be dear to me

#Entwined thou are wi’ many ties

#Of home and infancy

#Thy leaves were aye the first of spring

#Thy flowers the Summer’s pride

#There was nae such a bonny tree

#In all the countryside

#O rowan tree

#Oh, there to hear my father’s voice

#In holy evenings come!

#How to sweet to hear my mother then

#In the martyr’s psalm

#Now, all are gone

#We’ll meet no more

#Beneath the rowan tree

#But, holy thoughts around thee twine

#Of home and infancy

#O

#Rowan tree

(APPLAUDING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

How’re you doing, Job?

Oh, they’re very dull. Look at that.

BEEL: Right!

Take your partners!

MEG: If it’s your fiddler you’re looking for, Beel,

he just went outside!

God knows where your organist is. (LAUGHS)

Hello.

What’s he saying?

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Tonight you are beautiful.

You remember him, his girl, Alida.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

But, it’s true. Tonight, you are beautiful.

And you remember us, our girl. Him, too.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Yes.

You are beautiful.

Where is your wife, Paolo?

Rome.

E disperato.

Understand,disperato.

Perhaps, is dead.

PAOLO: No.

I have hope.

(BAND PLAYING)

You, dance me?

Right!

Take your partners, for an eight-some.

Come on, lassie. We’ll show them.

Hey, Loogy! Give Meg a whirl or, two!

That’ll be right.

(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)

(MAN SHOUTING ORDERS)

Hold.

Hold it.

Hold.

Come on.

RANDY: Hand it to me!

Hand it to me, lass.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Lay a stone in the bugger, Janie

Give us all a breather.

Just you try that,

and you’ll blow the whole bloody contraption up and yourself along with it.

(MEN LAUGHING)

(MEN CONTINUE TO LAUGH)

(MUSIC PLAYING ON THE RADIO)

(DOOR OPENS)

-Hey. -Hello.

You never came for your dinner today.

(SIGHS)

I couldn’t move to go anywhere today.

First time’s always the worst.

You’ll be all right in the morning.

What do you mean, "I’ll be all right in the morning"?

I’m never going back to that threshing mill.

You wouldn’t care if I was on my knees and lifting horse’s dung,

so long as it gave you a penny in your pocket.

I’m not worried whether you go back to the mill or, not.

It’s just that Jess'll not be going back.

She got word today,

Donald was killed at Monte Cassino.

Where are you going?

To the barn.

There’s a heifer on the point of calving.

We’re in for a long night of it.

I’ll be along later.

Aye, well.

Mind you bring the tilley with you.

(DOG BARKING)

JANIE: That’s a good lass.

DOUGAL: Just...

(DOUGAL GRUNTS)

JANIE: That’s it.

(COW MOOING)

You think...

(COW GROANS)

DOUGAL: That’s it.

(COW MOOS)

DOUGAL: How are you doing? Eh?

Oh!

Aye.

-You’re a fine calfie. -Aye, aye, aye. That’s a fine calfie.

That’ll be another subsidy for him.

Another few pound in his pocket, eh?

(SLOW MUSIC PLAYING)

(COWBELL DINGING)

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Is it possible,por favor?

Is it possible?

No possible!

Never possible!

Understand?

Understand. Understand.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Sorry.

Sorry.

Understand.

Me, go. Okay?

Okay.

GROCER: Now, you had the oatmeal, and you had the marge.

That’s, four and eleven.

UMBERTO: Signora.

Signora.

GROCER: Have you got everything now?

Better see what your friend is wanting.

What was it you were wanting?

Io? Pig.

I like pig, please.

Pig?

Well, well, well.

So, you would like pig?

You’ll have to go a long way for that.

We’ve stopped keeping pigs.

It’s bacon he wants.

Where’s his coupons, then?

As far as I’m aware, the prisoners do not have coupons.

Their coupons are kept at the camp.

But, he can have some of mine.

There’s no law against that.

There’s a law against it in France.

A woman can get shot for less than that over there.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

Grazie, signora. Grazie.

Signora.

Why, you are all angry?

Because her man was killed in Monte Cassino.

But, Italy no fight in Monte Cassino.

I know.

I’m sorry.

I’m very sorry,signora.

(SONG PLAYING ON RADIO)

-Right? -Right.

(MUSIC STOPS)

Right, then.

Mill money, tattie money, harvest money,

and Italian money.

Nobody got as much as me.

Nobody worked that hard.

Isn’t that right?

See, the Italians make all the difference. Isn’t that right?

Hmm?

Oh, aye. That’s right. Now, settle yourself.

You’ll put me off my counting.

We could get new curtains, like the ones Kirsty got out of her catalogue.

There’s nothing wrong with the curtains we’ve got.

I’m more in need of planks for the hen house.

Well, cockerels, then. We could buy some six weeks old,

and sell them to the butcher’s van for Christmas.

Hmm. It’s pretty late for that now, though.

Bikes, then.

-Bikes? -Two second-hand bikes.

What are we in need of bikes for, when we’ve always got the milk lorry?

Only once a month.

And, only as far as the town.

(SCOFFS) Bikes.

But, there’s other days,

and other places.

(SINGING IN ITALIAN)

Even the prisoners have bikes.

Aye, they have that.

They don’t have to buy them themselves.

(SINGING IN ITALIAN)

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

Here.

Come on.

(COW MOOING)

(COW MOOING)

(PAIL CLANKING)

MEG: Ella?

I’ve told you before, and I’m not telling you again,

Keep away from that Italian.

(TRACTOR THUMPING)

Another letter for you.

From Rome.

My wife.

(DOOR OPENS)

-Buonasera, signora. -Here you go.

Grazie, grazie.

For me?

I’m sorry, Luigi.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

(WIND HOWLING)

(LUIGI SINGING IN ITALIAN)

Buonasera.

MAN: Bravo, Luigi. Bravo!

(APPLAUSE)

Happy Christmas,signorina.

Buona Natale.

Ah, you speak Italian, eh?

Oh, no. Please. Please.

-LUIGI: Signora-- -RAFFAELLO: Happy Christmas, signora.

Buona Natale.

-Buona Natale. -Buona Natale.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

-Buon Natale. -Buon Natale.

My parent.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Signora, I dance with Antonio.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER IN ITALIAN)

(PEPPY MUSIC PLAYING)

(SINGING IN ITALIAN)

(KNOCKING)

Ah!Opa, let’s go!

(KNOCKING)

What is that?

My husband.

Marito mi.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

This present, from us.

Grazie.

Grazie.

-Buonasera. -ALL: Buonasera!

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Thank you.

Buonasera.

Good night.

What sort of time of night is this to be coming back, anyway?

I’m sorry, Dougal. I’m sorry.

Oh, well.

They’re a noisy lot, though.

What are they doing in there?

Dougal...

(SAD MUSIC PLAYING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Domani, Luigi.

Maybe, the letter will come tomorrow.

Nothing for look.

In Scotland, nothing for look.

Not always rain.

Not always rain.

Sometimes sun.

Tatties, nips.

Wind and the rain.

Bloody wind.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

In Naples,

much sun.

Is different.

You, wait.

You see, on the hill when the heather comes.

When?

September.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Too long time.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

When bloody war finished? When?

Soon.

Buonasera, signora.

Hello.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Luigi no good. No work.

We no eat tonight.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Him work for other peoples.

No work for sale. He’s stupid!

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

It’s the rain. Too much rain.

Tomorrow,

will be different.

Tomorrow, no. I sick.

No work.

What’s wrong?

I sick. You speak Finlay.

All right.

If you want.

(BANGS ON TABLE)

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Sorry,signora. Sorry.

But, me too soffrire.

MEG: Good God.

She’s all dolled up for planting tatties.

We all know what that’s for, you know.

MEG: Uh-huh.

Signora.

Hey, you!

What about that slot?

No tatties here?

Where the hell do you think you’re going?

Get back and finish off.

I no understand.

If it was a woman, you’d bloody soon understand.

Who is this girl?

Servant.

-Farm servant. -Hmm.

Bella.

(HOLLERING)

That’ll be the postie with my new catalogue.

Hey!

Where are you off to now?

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Possible letter for me!

(PAOLO SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

FINLAY: Come back!

What are you doing?

These don’t belong to you.

Luigi.

Luigi.

(SNIFFS)

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

No letter.

One month.

Two months.

My...

In Naples, the war is finished.

It’ll be finished here soon.

Then, you gonna go home to Napoli.

Never.

Never go, my home.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

In my house,

if nobody work, nobody eat.

Maybe,morta.

Mia mamma.

Maybe, dead.

Me soffrire.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

(PANTING)

(SOBBING)

(COW MOOING)

(ROOSTER CROWING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER IN ITALIAN)

You,

don’t speak to Paolo,

or Umberto. Nobody.

No. I no speak nobody.

But, is possible, one more time?

You and me?

Maybe.

One time.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(DISTANT CHEERING AND SHOUTING)

(SHOUTING IN ITALIAN)

War finished!

War finished!

(CHANTING IN ITALIAN)

What’s she wanting?

Kirsty!

I thought I’d just give you the nod.

The mistress is on the go, collecting for yon foreign missions.

She’s on the road up the shepherd’s.

She’ll be down here in no time.

I’m not in need of no nod.

The King himself, is welcome to come into my house any time he likes,

if he’s that way minded.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

You are beautiful.

You like present?

Yes?

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Take.

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

Mmm.

It’s nice. Good?

Everybody go wood.

We go? Yes?

We go?

You like go wood with me?

Go!

There’s no need to go to the wood with that one.

You could get her up against the barn door.

My man, got that same lady with one of the lorry drivers.

God, did he get a right shake.

There was nothing but, her big, bare thighs.

It was just disgusting.

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(GIRL GIGGLING)

Janie, is possible?

No. No, it’s not possible.

Here? Now, my husband, he may come.

Yes, Janie, one more time is possible.

Yes.

Yes? Where? Where?

When? Soon, war finished. I go home.

When we see, Janie?

On the hill. On the hill.

Okay.

Luigi!

Yes?

You go through the woods.

Me, other way. Round.

I understand.

Luigi!

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Bella.

(HUMMING)

(GASPS)

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

(ELSE SCREAMING)

Hold on! I’m coming!

Where are you?

(SCREAMING)

God, Else.

(ELSE CRYING)

Come here.

It’s okay. Come on.

Will you love me, Luigi?

Will you love me?

Always love me?

-Always? -Always.

Sempre.

I love you. For always.

Sempre, Luigi.

Si, certo, siempre. Certo.

In Napoli, you’ll get other girls.

Ragazzas.

No.

I love you.

I’ll not see you again.

One day, you come in Naples.

Soon.

I’ll never get away from here.

You, go through the wood,

that way.

Okay.

Okay.

I can’t get a word of sense out of her.

All she can say, is she had on pink knickers.

(CRYING)

Its one of those buggers of Italians.

I didn’t get a look at him.

Aye, with the height the Italians are at, it wouldn’t surprise me.

She was always very thick with that Luigi one.

Oh, look at my good stockings.

-All ripped. -Here, come on, now.

Here.

Here, here.

Else,

was it Luigi?

Who the hell is Luigi?

Here!

Where about Luigi?

Luigi?

Where is Luigi?

-Go to camp. -Bugger all that!

I saw him making his way up to the woods.

(SINGING IN ITALIAN)

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

(ELSE CONTINUES CRYING)

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

(SLOW MUSIC PLAYING)

Poor bugger.

It’ll be a long time before he sees that Napoli of his again.

Oh, by the way,

now that we’ve lost the Italians,

why don’t you take a turn up the hill to Jess?

See, if she’ll give us a hand tomorrow.

Else.

Else.

Else, what happened to Luigi at the court today?

What happened to Luigi?

Well, I’m not sure.

They had a whole jing-bang of them stood there.

What way could I identify them?

All that Italians looked the same to me.

I’m not finished yet, though.

They’re still investigating.

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

Why are you turning the wireless off? I was listening to that.

(SWITCHES IT BACK ON)

(SONG PLAYING)

Your supper’ll be cold.

Are you not wanting your supper?

I’m not hungry.

Did you mind to get a mantle for the tilley at the grocer’s?

I’m saying, did you mind to get a mantle for the tilley?

Oh, God, no. I forgot.

It beats me where your mind is these days.

What do you think will happen to Luigi?

What do you think?

Dougal? Do you think they’ll send him to jail?

God knows.

What’s more, I’m not really caring.

(SIGHS) I’m only thankful to be rid of them lot.

Maybe, I’ll get a bit more attention now.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

Was that what brought you here?

I thought I’d tell you. In case Luigi mightn’t tell you.

You realize, you will be called as a witness?

My dear, young woman,

what you’ve just told me,

obviously completely alters this particular case.

But, unfortunately, what you appear not to be aware of,

is that it does not alter the fact that he will be charged.

You see,

either way,

he is guilty of...

...association with a civilian female.

And that, is a military offence.

Oh, God.

Oh, by the way,

have you had a word with Jess yet? About helping us out?

Not yet.

Huh.

Well, if you’re going that way...

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

Jess.

Jess, Finlay was wondering...

What was Finlay wondering?

(DOOR CREAKS)

Jess, Finlay was wondering...

now that the Itali--

(CRYING)

Luigi is gone.

It was nae him, Jess.

Luigi was with me.

You’d better come on in.

You’d better come away inside.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)