Original subtitles

Wait! Wait!

Run, Oliviero, come on! Come on, it's late.

Go! Hi! Hi!

Hi.

Hi.

- Did you get them, the newspapers? - Yes, they are there on the table.

I have a headache ... A nail here every morning.

The tongue? How is it?

Um ... pretty gross.

Okay, I'll go back to bed for a while. I'll see you.

What do you do?

He ate.

How are you at school?

Well, this morning ... I did a good test in class.

You are such a good boy. So are you all right?

But don't contest anymore the teachers?

But dad, the youth protest � old stuff.

But the spirit ...

the rebellious spirit, that's important, huh?

"How polita it was, on the one hand I sharpened it,

"I burnt it in the fire, and under the fimo the ascosi.

"So to cast lots those I made,

"that they should get up with me, and at the Cyclops the right pole sticking in the eye.

"Those grabbing the sharp pole, and in the middle of the eye the conficcaro;

"and I upstairs, getting up on the most, move it around.

"We were shooting. Blood was flowing.

"Her pupil was burning, and a fiery vapor,

"that the whole eyelid and eyelash pined away, out of the pupil. "

How disgusting!

How, "yuck"? � described very well.

It really seems to see Ulysses which takes the eye out of the Cyclops.

- Was Ulysses a male man? - What do you mean?

My sister said so. She also says that Penelope was an object woman.

I wouldn't mind being an object woman.

- What type do you like? - Big women.

Like me?

No, like that.

- What are you doing? Get out of there! - I'm depressed, I want to die.

- But what did I do to you? - I want to stay in here, okay?

Do as you please.

Look what I've done!

- You like? - But what is it?

� an umbrella.

In your opinion, it's better red or green?

The yellow.

Yellow?

But where is Donatella?

� in the closet.

- What are you doing, playing? - No, we study.

Workers!

What is it now?

I can't open anymore!

Of course, the handle is stuck!

Open up, do something. I miss the air!

- Calm down, wait a moment! - Help, I'm dying! � your fault!

My?

Yes, yours. Because you hid me in here?

Repressed!

Do you know what happens to me?

When I think, I'm smart. When I speak, I'm an idiot.

To me, however, it happens the opposite.

When I think, I'm stupid. When I speak, I'm smart.

Do you want?

I am writing a book on the Amanita Muscaria.

You know that mushroom under which are the gnomes?

I'm interested in relationships between mythology and hallucinogens.

They are strong, these Japanese. Soon the whole market will eat us.

- Excuse me, but this is my steak. - Yes? I'm sorry, do you want a piece?

No, I'm not hungry anymore.

- And so you would be Oliviero. - Yes.

Luckily you don't look alike to that idiot of your father.

He was once good when he was a painter.

Once we were all smarter.

Then it was spoiled ...

more from the money than from lack of money.

- What do you want to be? - The nuclear engineer.

- Good boy. Do you know who I am? - No.

I'm Cutelli. Cutelli Electronic Games.

Do you know my electronic toys? Who knows how many times you've played it in bars.

That of the chase I like it on the bob.

- You always win, huh? - I'm good at it.

In my opinion it should be added another curve at the 3rd obstacle.

Good boy! I love to feel like a guy who gives me technical advice.

Why don't you come and see me?

If you know how to do it, I'll give you the job at the factory. Would you like it? - Sure!

Well, then I'll wait for you.

- But first I have to finish school. - But go!

You've passed school. Basically, you don't have a family.

What are you doing here? This environment is crap.

I need purity.

Why me too I am pure.

- Why are you looking at me like that? - What, how?

My hands are clean, you know? Do you think I enjoy making money?

I don't give a damn.

I need...

some friends...

of the people who he loves me.

Why did you quit to paint?

When I realized they were looking for to integrate, I said enough.

Painting is dead today, and these are dark times.

You have to know how to wait.

But in the meantime how do you live?

Well, I make do. I live.

I can't put on making billboards.

(in English) My head is spinning like this ...

The wine...

(in English) Is there a place to sleep?

To sleep?

Ah. Yes, yes, there is a bed.

(in English) Go Go.

(in English) Thank you.

But what did he say?

She wasn't feeling well. She was looking for a bed.

But who is it?

� came with Duit.

- But hasn't Duit gone away? - Yes.

Hi.

Eh ... sorry ... I should go to bed.

OK.

(in English) Come under.

"Autar eg� toi exere�:

"su de moi dos xeinion,

"h�s for hupest�s.

"Outis emoi g'onoma."

Ciarchi: what do these verses tell you?

Professor, we in middle school we don't study greek.

What does it mean? What does it has to do with it?

You don't need to know Greek. It is a question of musicality, of rhythm.

They are the waves of the metric. There you are put the wax plugs so as not to hear ...

the song of the Sirens: "Kukl�ps, eir�tais m'onoma kluton".

"Kukl�ps", "cyclops". Round eye. "Kukl�ps".

"Eir�tais m'onoma kluton", do you hear? "You ask for my glorious name."

Do you hear?

Can't you hear?

"Kukl�ps".

Your fault.

What did you think? That the Odyssey was the poem of the straight,

the poem of the bewitches, they do the 3 card game in the metro?

The Odyssey is the poem of the goddess.

Of Athena!

Of Athena blue eyes,

of Athena animator of armies.

Nothing in this poem

it gives itself outside the will of the goddess. Isn't that true, Caradossi?

Eh ... Excuse me, professor. I was distracted.

There is no distraction. It will exist for the math teacher!

It doesn't exist here in the Aegean Sea!

Caradossi was not distracted. Oliviero dreamed.

What you don't know,

� that even the dream comes to us by the goddess. � the goddess ...

Athena, who pours us a sweet sleep on the eyelids ...

to bring us advice, to make us a ghost, a suave apparition.

The goddess who comes and goes, that appears and disappears.

And she always dresses up.

It becomes fog ...

to wrap Ulysses with his cloak and protect it. Night falls ...

and it gets windy!

She tied her beautiful shoes under her feet, amber, golden,

who carried her to the sea, on the infinite earth,

together with the breath of the wind.

- Is there anybody there? - Here I am!

I mean, nobody else?

Who do you want there? There is your father.

- Haven't you seen a girl? - A girl?

Which girl?

A big one, with red hair.

She was here last night.

Last evening... a big red girl?

I did not see her.

- But what is it? - Anything.

So? Do you enter like this, without knocking?

- Who's coming tonight? - What, "who's coming"?

The usual friends, right?

- But why are you asking me? - Well, that's it.

Do you want something?

- What, "something"? - I don't know, a coffee, a whiskey.

- What's wrong with you? - Nothing, we talk.

Can't we talk anymore? What harm is there talking between father and son?

Look, if you need money, this is a bad time.

I do not need anything.

Hi!

Time does not exist. There is space.

- Who told you that? - A certain Einstein.

- Do you still believe in Einstein? - Oliviero is an Einstein fan.

- It is outdated now. - From who? At your place? But go!

Hey, it all flies away!

- Come on, take the papers! - This is mine!

(overs) But I'm not doing shit!

Hi!

Do not you recognise me?

What are you doing here?

Come, I need to talk to you.

You can know who it is that racchiona?

- Do you wish? - A martini.

And for his son a nice ice cream?

A double martini, corrected to rum.

All right.

I went this morning by a doctor.

- What have you got, are you feeling bad? - No, I'm fine.

Then why did you go to the doctor?

For a "pregnancy test".

What is it?

I am expecting a baby.

What did you say?

I am expecting a baby!

You expect it in the sense that do you have to give birth?

"Exactly".

Why do you come to say it just me?

You do not understand?

You are the dad.

I?

Do you like the name Christian? My grandfather was called that.

- No, I prefer Alexandrovic. - But that's Russian!

Think of my companions, when I take the child to school.

You are all irresponsible. You cannot give birth to a child like that.

We have fought so hard to legalize abortion. If not done in such a case, when is it done?

- Mom, I forbid you to have her aborted. - What do you want to know about certain things?

"What do you want to know?" I got her pregnant!

- This too is worth seeing ... - How, to see?

- And then who would keep this son? - I'll keep it.

- You haven't turned 13 yet. - I am for total freedom.

Everyone has to decide for themselves what he must do with his life.

What's going on with you? Do you feel bad?

It moves!

It moves!

It tickles me!

What does she have to look at?

Listen, kid, why don't you go to play football?

In case she will go to play football, instead of looking at breastfeeding mothers.

You are afraid that you will waste it, your mommy?

First of all, she is not my mommy but my lady. - Thing?

It is my lady, and this is my son. Can't he see he has my whole nose?

Come on, go, go!

Thanks dear.

Giordano?

I'm here!

Enough, I don't like this game. I'm leaving.

Hey, look! There is Oliviero. With his son!

- Oliviero! - Oliviero!

- Show us your baby. - Beware that you hurt him!

- May I, lady? - Yes, sure.

Opl�!

Pretty, pretty, my ciccino.

It doesn't look like you, you know?

Cute!

Seems a bit ugly to me.

Look, he also has little hands. Nothing is missing.

He has bright eyes like i of him, madam. - Thank you.

"An unsuitable temperature it can cause trauma to the little one.

"If he cries, be careful, because the only way for him to defend himself and protest. "

No, don't cry!

And now your dad feeds you, huh?

Do you see mom? Say "hello" to her.

Good morning, Christian!

"So I will leave for the States, and my mom will keep the baby.

"And I will work in 'photos'.

"But I always think of you, my little love Oliviero. "

Come on, don't take it.

They are all like this, these foreigners: unpredictable.

I too once with a Romanian ... They are awful!

Come on, don't cry! Come on!

- I'll buy you the spaceship. Do you want the spaceship? - No.

- Well, what's up? - She's gone.

But really?

With Cristiano.

So?

Better this way. One less thought.

- But I had fun with my son. - Lucky you.

What a noble ... spiritual form.

A very rare specimen, you know?

- Who is it? - It's me.

Ah, who are you looking for?

- Oliviero. - I am Oliviero.

And what's your name?

Christian.

Cris ... Christian?

He says she had to leave for a tour in Arabia.

And that we need to think us to you until he comes back.

Yes, dad.

Have you already eaten? No, dad.

- Do you like steaks? - No, dad.

Then I'll get you ready something me.

You like spaghetti carbonara?

- Hey, that's Mom's pudding! - Mum...

Not yours, mine.

- Rossana? - Um?

- Who is that child who sleeps with Oliviero? - Don't say stupid!

Piero! Piero, wake up!

Huh?

I saw a baby!

I told you. You didn't want to believe me.

- But who is it? - What do I know?

Wait! Wait!

My mouth, your mouth.

What is the most beautiful? Mine or yours?

- Yours. - Yours.

Listen, Pea ...

Once upon a time there was a great big robot, that came from Saturn,

with iron arms, and he had a moped in his head ...

that made him open and close your mouth.

When the motor started, the big mouth opened wide, like this:

Bravo, Pea!

You may know what to do to make you eat?

But are you still at this point? Do you want to make your son run down ...

with fairy tales, robots, and all this bullshit?

Today we must speak seriously to children, giving them a responsibility, a conscience.

Let me do it.

Listen, Pea: do you know what this is?

� soup.

Soup is essential for nutrition.

� the release into the body of:

proteins, carbohydrates, lipids, etc.

Without nutrition, the body dies.

And therefore, eat.

Did you see how it's done, huh?

You can know what are you doing?

I've told you a thousand times: you don't have to touch this stuff.

Look what you've done! These are not children's things.

What is it?

You do not see? She destroyed my laboratory. Now stop!

He can't stay here anymore: I have my needs, my customers.

I have to work: i need concentration.

- What's bothering you? - It's not for that, Oliviero.

- Cristiano doesn't bother. - He also eats all my puddings.

Not this, I said.

� for him and his education: this is not a suitable environment.

Tell me: who takes care of him? Unfortunately not me, and neither does my mother.

Why reject yours role of grandparents;

your unconscious rebels against the idea.

Thing?

Your unconscious rebels to the idea of ​​being grandparents.

We don't do newspaper psychoanalysis female! - He's right!

I refuse the idea of ​​being grandmother at 34 years old.

I have to grow up I need to fulfill myself.

- I still feel like a child. - Here, Grandma.

See, Cristiano needs of an organization ...

than us here we cannot give it.

Until the mother comes back, we could entrust it to the Institute of Social Assistance.

No way!

For his sake, you understand it?

I finished school; I've got everything the time to devote to Pisello.

This house is not an environment suitable for a small child.

I know, this house is shit!

Don't talk nonsense!

I'm not talking nonsense; here you can breathe an unhealthy air.

- It is you who should leave, not us. - You have nothing to do with it. You can also stay.

Come on, Pea, if not here I compromise myself.

You happened well, you happened ...

You see, Cristiano, it wouldn't fit in here bad, but it's not our home,

� mom and dad's house, and they don't think like us.

You know... I'm wasting my time here.

The schools are over, there are the holidays. I get to work.

We must find another home, our home.

Because I have responsibilities, I have a son to support. Quite right?

Yes, dad.

I warn you first, though, that our life will be hard.

Maybe we won't have a home, maybe we won't even have a bed.

Maybe we'll sleep in the rain, in the middle of the wind, with soaked clothes.

Come on, you fool! What did you understand?

I said it like this, to test yourself.

Instead, you will see that we will have a great time.

Let's get to know the world, huh?

You see? Man too, once, it was a monkey.

Then, thanks to his intelligence, he has evolved.

� the intelligence that distinguishes man from animals.

Dad!

And who is that?

(mimics the bear's roar)

(imitates elephant trumpeting)

(imitates elephant trumpeting)

(imitates elephant trumpeting)

(mimics monkey verses)

Who is there? Who is it?

We are.

Ah, well ... you are children.

- And what do you want from me? - Anything. We were locked inside.

Sorry...

The human voice ... it always scares me.

But she just talks with animals?

By now she is ...

It is difficult to speak with animals?

It is a fact of practice. A long workout.

It's about getting into the wave telepathic brain of the animal.

- Made myself clear? - No.

No?

Careful, huh? Watch me.

Here, I'm getting in tune.

Now my brain begins to vibrate like his. Look!

Little by little, without wanting to, sounds like his will come out of me.

(mimics monkey verses)

I got a sound like his. I can no longer stop. "Squit, squit!"

"Squit, squit, squit!" ...

- "Squit, squit!" - Shut up, you!

(mimics monkey verses)

Have you seen?

Comfortable. She takes a stroll around her, the little meal of her.

They offer it to me. Refusing would be rude.

I still don't understand how it enters in tune with the brains of animals.

I told you: I studied for a long time.

Once I shut myself up in one room with a cat, telling me:

"I'm not going out of here until I have established a relationship with the cat. "

After 3 months, the cat thought like me, and I like him.

So much so that then I caught a mouse, and if my wife didn't stop me ...

I would have eaten it.

Are you still here, huh? Wretched thief!

- What did you screw this time? - Nothing, a little peanuts.

Are you bringing your family now too? Out! Everybody out!

This is not a company canteen!

Nice system: cheat the food to those poor beasts!

Come on. Don't listen to this tormentor!

Next time that I fish for you,

I open the crocodile cage, and I'll throw you in!

They are all my friends, in here!

The crocodile no.

The crocodile is my friend, not yours!

But go!

This is jealous. Jealous!

The crocodile is my friend!

This is the moment scarier than the day.

Minus 5 ...

minus 4, minus 3 ...

minus 2, minus 1 ...

zero!

Soon, this beautiful square will be invaded by thousands of men.

They will start running ...

to scream ...

to honk with the horn, to argue ...

Their day begins.

And mine ends.

Guys...

greetings.

- Where you go? - I'll disappear. I go back to my home.

Me with humans I don't treat anymore.

Now my brain ...

� got in tune with that elephants, monkeys ...

snakes ...

some mice ...

Goodbye, guys!

- Nice to have met you. - I hope we'll meet again.

"�Qui�n sabe?"

No, I am against this research. The boy must feel free,

express oneself.

Woe to give him the impression of the hunted animal.

The umbilical cord it must be cut!

- The umbilical cord is about you, not me. -But Oedipus killed his father, not his mother.

What does Oedipus have to do with it?

Oedipus has something to do with it. And then what would you like to do? Go to the police?

Like? Me going to the police? Yes, imagine!

I still have the scars from when they broke my leg.

- They just kicked you! - And these signs then?

You made them as a child by falling from the bike. Your father told me.

Tell him yourself. If you remember it, right?

(Milanese). Of course! That was the time they took it

while she was stealing from the Upim!

Seen?

No, what's that got to do with it? That time they didn't beat me!

So what do we do?

Anything. Oliviero is great. You can't no longer interfere in his choices.

Right, let's let him. But Christian?

Cristiano is his son and he will take care of it.

Quite right.

But how will they eat?

Ah, well ... they will make do.

Oliviero is great.

And then I too, at his age, I ran away from home.

Well, maybe I had a few more years.

Good morning.

- Who are you? - Oliviero. Oliviero Caradossi.

Ah! Piero's son.

I did not recognize you. What are you doing here?

I came for that place that he had offered me.

But are you kidding?

I'm not joking at all. She had said that he would give me a job.

Let's be serious, boy!

How could I give you a job in the factory,

with the union that is it on my ribs?

And then kids have to study, go to school,

obey dad and to mom.

But she told me to leave miss school. - I?

- But what time was it when I told you? - 9pm or 10pm.

Ah, I understand!

Look, everything I say after sunset it doesn't count.

Hi.

Good morning. Tell me.

- Hi, dad. - Ah, it's you!

I never recognize you.

One day you have a beard, one day not ...

Long hair, short ...

Did you come for the check?

Yes. It would be two months ...

I know I know.

- What's new? - I have this tooth that hurts me.

Ah no!

I support you, but you make yourself get someone else's teeth treated.

Rather...

How is Oliviero?

- Actually, Oliviero ran away from home. - Thing?

There was a misunderstanding between us, then...

- Gun! - But dad!

You piece of fool!

You don't even know educate your child!

- Did you manage to educate your son? - I tried!

I went wrong ...

Gone badly Me too.

- Did you go to the police? - No. You will understand ... with my political past,

Better turn away by the cops.

And then Oliviero is a smart boy. He knows what he has to do.

- Unlike his father. - Dad, you always offend me.

We of our generation have our problems, our crises.

- Yes, but when do you start earning? - I'm a painter.

- A painter who does not paint. - I'm looking for my way.

While you are there, then look for your son too.

And the son too of my son ...

Huh?

- What is it? - The shoe.

Let me see.

Of course it hurts you; there is a pebble inside.

But...

- You pooped? - No.

- Of course? Isn't that poop? - Yes.

- And who did it? - Not me.

Your panties are full of poop, and you say it wasn't you.

Who put the poop on you in your underwear? I? - Yes, dad.

Excuse me, would you lend it to me one moment?

Thank you.

Thank you.

Look, you have to learn to contain you.

You do it underneath continuously!

You know these are symptoms of a neurosis?

You are great now. You're not a cagasotto anymore.

Look, I'm not a strict father, but some things I can't admit.

You are not an animal, you are a man! Did you understand?

What is it now?

I'm hungry!

You are always hungry!

This too is one neurotic matter.

You know the hunger continues Does it mean need for affection?

But you don't need affection, because you have me!

I'm hungry!

Hey, bamba. But the wine is better here or in San Vittore?

No, wine is better here.

The company is better inside, instead, because there are fewer rude people.

To '!

Guys, respect the bamba, which is the best stake in the world.

- Have you always made the stake? - Yes!

If they give me my specialty ...

But that's not a bit of an asshole to make the pole by trade?

But go fuck yourself, pisciona! What are you talking to do?

Beautiful face ... cardboard.

The pole is not a profession; � a profession. Rather...

And if one does it at my level, becomes an art.

What to do exactly a pole?

The pole is the man of the night, a creature of darkness, do you understand?

While his associates do the theft with the break-in, he is careful.

Look, look ...

And if the evening is beautiful, sing. Maybe sing a love song.

If, on the other hand, the evening is not beautiful, because there is a smell of "chaff", of "madama" ...

of "caramba", "White Brothers,"

he sings, but sing some other stuff.

make twenty-one

and there is none

who give it to you

and then the hand ...

- If I avoided it. - Cool, huh?

- You saw that hunk! - Boy, do you want to come and work with us?

But what kind of work is it?

No, better not.

Idiot! Think how you could climb rooftops.

And think about how you might sneak in in the deflector of cars.

You have to be careful, you know, to that scum there.

I have to thank you.

You saved my life.

If you weren't there, this pineapple would have killed me.

- I can sit down? - You are welcome. Does he want to favor?

Yes, thank you.

She never refuses.

But what do you do, you want two, in a place like this?

To tell the truth, we are ran away from home. - Good!

It always starts like this in life.

But a place for you two have you found it? And maybe...

a little place turns up me too?

- We don't even have a place for us. - Oh, Lord! And how do you do it then?

At night, alone ...

at this time, in a city like this,

with all the thugs there are around, aren't you afraid?

We are not afraid. Then as long as she is with us ...

That is true! So much are they a thug too!

Do you know what we do? Let's go to my daughter.

I have a daughter who is an artist, an actress, a great actress.

Who lives in a nice ... in a nice marquee.

It's a big top, but nice, huh? Shall we go there?

- What do you think, Cristiano? - Yes, dad.

Come on, come on. We take a tram.

- But I don't have a ticket. - But the ticket is not needed!

My tram! To the thief! To the thief!

To the thief!

-Hey, but he stole it! - What a stolen thing!

I only report it to the depot.

To the thief! To the thief!

To the thief!

the largest

he cannot leave her anymore

a shiver comes over you

and always go pi� gi�

from flashes of sensuality

in the storm of a sofa

Look. Guard with 'angry'.

� as good as an artist.

A true artist like his father.

To me, really, looks like a man.

A man or a woman, what importance do you want it to have, son?

� an artist.

- To! - To!

Bravo!

- To! - Bravo!

the biggest ...

Hey!

Hey, Pea. Come here!

a shiver comes over you

and always go pi� gi�

from flashes of sensuality

in the storm of a sofa

- Good night guys. - Good night.

Those are the stars. Beautiful, eh?

Think a lot of them They're dead.

- Do you know what it means to die? - No.

Everything in the world ends to live. And she dies.

We too?

Eh, yes, Pea. We too.

Let's sleep now.

Oliviero...

Cristiano...

What are you doing? Are you starting to paint at this hour?

- It's 3 in the morning. - I can not get to sleep.

Are you worried about Oliviero?

You think he's gone my fault, right?

But no, nobody's fault.

I told you that I wouldn't have been a good mother.

What does this have to do with it now?

We tried to give it a different education. That's all.

Maybe we didn't succeed.

However he is also a little reactionary, huh?

What are you doing?

Hey...

Are you crying now?

I don't know how to do anything, me.

All that I do, I am wrong.

I did macrobiotics ...

when there was a free-range kitchen.

When liberty dresses went, I was selling Peruvian sweaters.

Now that there is electronics, I play games on a human scale.

You know it's difficult live against the tide.

We are really two failures, anything else!

- Sorry, but what do I have to do with it? - Yes, yes.

When I met you, you made a lot of speeches on painting.

Now, however, you are always around the house.

Painting is dead, you know. I wait for times to change.

- God, what if they never come back? - They'll come back, you'll see.

- Then I'll take out my canvases. - But I was talking about children!

You know what? I'm going to the police tomorrow.

Us to the police? Do you want to go to the police?

Look.

Poor things!

Hey, Pea, wake up!

(they speak in a foreign language)

- Sorry? - Good morning.

There is my son who has gone away home. � minor.

-And also his son. - My child?

No, my son's son.

But sorry then who is the minor?

-Son of him, or the son of his son? - Both. They are two children.

And we want to know how to make them search.

Up on the 3rd floor there are four offices for the search for lost minors.

She goes up, she gets in line, she queues, and when it's her turn ...

You are welcome.

- Height? - 1.70 m.

-But what if she doesn't even reach my shoulder? - What are you saying? Taller than me.

Character? I would say: "Sensitive, affectionate".

But what an "affectionate"! Cold! A piece of ice.

- Who are you talking about? - Our son.

Rossana!

Giulia! What do you do here?

I came to the police station to collect the passport. I'm leaving in a few days.

I'm going to Cambodia to look for me a child to adopt.

- To be adopted? - Yes.

- Don't you already have two children? - Yes, but they went to Colombia.

Oh yes ... They all go away now.

Listen, why don't you come too with us? Let's go with the Rover.

In Cambodia?

- Really... - There are already three of us.

Me, Veronica and Nadia. If you come too, we have fun. Come on, the Rover is great!

Come on, don't be stupid.

- But it is very far. - But go there!

- With the Rover it's done in no time. - Where do you go?

I know the way. You know Laos?

� with holes.

Until we find the money for a new pair, you have to keep it that way.

It hurts!

Listen, Pea ...

- I'm sick of this life. - Shall we go back to our grandmother?

Not even to talk about it. She would be a surrender. And I'm not giving up.

But you do.

Listen, Pea: I have a duty to work to support you,

but if you're always in tow, how do i find work?

Do you see this place?

� the Institute of Social Assistance. I'll leave you here for a while.

You will have a great time. Meanwhile, I'm looking for a job, a house.

You don't understand that you eat there, do you sleep, do they take care of you?

I don't even go if there is everything.

- Go or it ends badly here! - I want mom!

The mother is not there, she is gone. Haven't you figured it out yet?

Ugly animal. Raise your hands to your father?

I order you to go to the Institute. � now that you learn to look reality in the face.

Wait up! What a hurry!

It is not true that the mother never comes back. I said it like that, to make you angry.

Wait up!

What do you want?

Leave me alone!

That's enough!

That's enough!

Here!

This is mine.

Come!

- Hey, Piero! Hi! - Hi Giulia!

- Hi, Piero. - Hi Veronica.

- What do you do? Are you starting? - Yeah!

- Are you going to the sea? - Yes, to the sea ...

- Hi, Piero. - Hi.

- What are you doing? Are you leaving too? - Yes, I'm going to Cambodia.

In Cambodia?

I need a change of scenery. It's been years that I don't take a vacation.

But how, so, on the spot? And Oliviero?

I made the complaint, but it is useless.

There are thousands of parents like us that have been abandoned.

� a generational revolt.

Do you really believe?

Rossana!

- Sorry, don't you think of me? - I do it for you too.

You need to hear my lack.

- Hi! - But when are you coming back?

In the rainy season.

Mum!

Stop! Stop!

Oliviero!

What happened to you? What do you they did? - They beat me.

My Oliviero! Why do you put yourself always in trouble?

- Do you want me to take a tetanus shot? - No never mind.

You, rather, why are you tanned like this?

I became a great actress. I do a candy commercial.

- Pea where is it? - I had to put him in an institution.

- Thing? You are crazy? - Why?

- In those institutions there is a racket. - A what?

A racket. I read it in the newspaper.

Children are being sold all over the world. You do not know?

Especially the crippled and monstrous ones. They buy them in circuses.

- Pea is not a monster! - They make it, with terrible systems.

They close them in special cages that deform them. A scary thing.

With those appliances, a normal child they make him like a little monkey.

- Don't talk nonsense! - I swear!

And then they sell them. They are in great demand in Guatemala,

and in the Antilles they go crazy for monstrous children.

My God! Hopefully it's not too late.

If the son had done it with me, none of this would have happened.

Oh, what do you want?

- I came to get Cristiano. - Christian?

- He came here. Small, blond. - Here they are all small and blond.

- Are you the brother? - I get it, I'm looking for it myself.

Where are you going? It is forbidden!

Hey, he comes back! You can not enter!

- What name was it registered under? - I do not know.

- He came alone. - How, alone?

Christian!

Christian!

Christian!

Christian!

I told you so that there was one more.

But where did you send him? In Guatemala?

Thank you.

(Milanese) Oliviero, where are you going? There is nobody in your house.

Like? It's 10 o'clock. They usually sleep all the time at this time.

Your dad has gone away early this morning,

and your mom is gone.

- And where did she go? - In China.

- In China? - Yes, in short, over there.

But why, didn't you know?

But if you want the keys, I'll give it to you.

No, no ... It 'does not matter.

- And how's the little one? - Is fine.

Did he put his teeth in?

What a crazy family!

Hey, little one, where are you going? Have you lost your mom?

Yes.

Come with us, that we bring you to her.

Hi.

What's your name?

Christian.

Documents, please.

- And the baby, who is it? - He's my son.

Mum...

Christian!

Dad!

Pea!

Dad!

- What did you do? - I ran away.

But ... you're all dirty. Did you pee under?

Yes.

Piggy!

I am not an animal.

I know. The animal is me.

Hey there, guys! Look who you see!

- Bamba! - We're off, and I'll offer the trip.

Stop it, you damned dog!

� the dog of the Corazza, the owner of the Luna Park.

Poor fellow, it's finished he too in misery.

My friends, this is my house.

Please make yourselves comfortable.

Watch out for the posts because, if they fall, the mouth is closed,

and ... zam! Head off as in the guillotine.

Come on, come on.

Here we are.

So what do you think?

You like it?

Beautiful!

Come on come on!

- Come on! - Power!

Go!

- Jump! - Shoot!

- I don't care. - No, I saw it first.

What are you doing? Leave it. Don't touch anything!

- It's my stuff, thieves! - I just wanted to fix it.

She wanted to fix it, him, he wanted it!

- But this is a capital that is going to ruin! - Yes? And do you tell me?

Here it would take little to put them the ears. - Yes, sure.

Maybe carved wood, huh?

Where do you find it today a wood carver?

Ears are made of leather!

Just take a couple of old shoes and cut the sole.

But ... it's an idea. � right.

Here the wheels are easy to find.

I saw a baby carriage in a store nearby. - Oh yeah?

But I don't have the tools. I have nothing here.

I give my father the tools; � carpenter.

And I to my uncle, who has a workshop.

Good.

Done. We just have to turn on.

Lorenzo, start the carousel!

Stop! Stop!

Run the turntable.

Party.

Dad! Dad!

In my opinion, it would suit us well a quarter moon.

Dad!

Hi.

- How did you know I was here? - I have my informants.

But ... I find you a little worn out.

You know, there was a bit of a crisis, but it's passing now.

- Are you back to painting? - Ah, yes.

I'm making up a little hand.

Wait, huh? I'll show you.

You settled well, huh?

Free ... in the open air ...

Just that that's right for me.

Rather...

Since you have become here an important person,

I thought maybe I could help you.

I, then, I adapt.

For example, I could do caricatures to people.

- Do you know you're really good? - � my job.

I am or I am not a painter?

Come closer, Armor.

- What are you doing? - But nothing, nothing.

You will not be restoring the Luna Park, by chance?

But, really, I ...

It was those little kids who they took the initiative, and ...

Cretin. You have always been an idiot.

Yes, sir.

You have not respected the agreements. The Luna Park had to stay as it was.

So what should I do?

You've been paid enough, it seems to me, as guardian of a mass of debris.

But the works are finished now.

Cretin!

Work has yet to begin. Clear?

Yes, sir.

Then you know what you still have to do.

On fire!

On fire!

Christ! Here everything burns!

Misery! If this bursts, we're screwed!

Stay here. Wait a moment.

Christian!

Christian!

Christian! Christian!

- Where's Cristiano? -But how, he wasn't with you?

- Yes, but I can't find it anymore. - Come on, go!

Christian! Christian!

Christian!

Christian!

Christian!

Christian!

Christian!

Dad! Not no!

Christian! Christian!

- Where are you? - Christian!

Christian!

Get away, you can't do it!

Christian!

Dad!

- Dad, do something! - Oh, Christ!

Christian!

What a disgrace!

What a disgrace!

Right now I was going to get my Luna Park back on its feet!

Now that I have no more a penny...

I am ruined!

I just have to go to "mengawa"! Yes!

- To "mengawa"! - "Mengawa"?

What does it mean?

"Begging", in the gypsy language.

It must have been an electrical contact, a short circuit ...

You may have connected the speakers incorrectly with the carousel. It had happened to me before.

Maybe, anyway not ...

Even if you are guilty, you are not there You need to take. We forgive you, you know?

That's how it went. Patience.

Of course what anger, right now that I was realizing.

Well, Oliviero, What we want to do?

Shall we go home?

But where are you going?

Come on, don't take it! You didn't do it on purpose.

What a disgrace!

What a disgrace!

Armor, what's he got to complain about? The only one what's left is her bandwagon.

Listen, Christian: I have to tell you something.

You know, maybe they'll put me on in prison.

Why?

- I was the one who started the fire. - I'm going to jail too.

Dad?

- What is it? - I'm hungry.

I knew it...

- I want a cookie. - Where can I find a cookie?

The.

That Armor liar he had the money!

Hey guys! Watch!

Armor that set fire at the Luna Park!

Come on guys, let's catch him!

Don't go near it. Don't go near it, I'll bite you!

Go away! Go away! Street!

I make you bite!

Go away!

Street! Street!

I make you bite! Street!

Out! Out!

Street! I make you bite! Out!

Street! I make you bite! Out!

(imitates bark)

(imitates bark)

(imitates bark)

Bau Bau!

Bau Bau!

Bau Bau!

The final touches ...

Stop.

Watch me.

The eyes...

Here it is. There you are, look.

- Hey, how good you are! - When the model inspires me ...

- Do you know that you look like Rosa Luxemburg? - Who is it, one of the Rockers?

It turned out really well.

A roller coaster should be built 30 meters high, behind the witches' house.

With the money I make, I buy myself a nice motorcycle.

Attendance: a full house. Let's go fast, guys.

This Luna Park � a bomb!

Yes, dad.

Well? What are you doing now?

- Let's go away. - But no. Where are you going?

- At home. - At home?

Why? The Luna Park is in operation, thanks to us ... indeed yours,

and you want to go home? Can you explain to me what is happening?

Nothing, what do you want to happen? Is the Luna Park in operation?

- What else are we doing here? - Did I offend you for something?

Did I do some nonsense?

No, it's just that summer is over. Schools are starting up again.

All right. Do as you please.

And then he, what would your life be like here?

I must also think about the future of my child. - Okay, go ahead.

I'm not going home, huh? I am happy here.

I paint, I sing, I do shows ...

I am a gypsy. I am a bohemian!

All right?

- Ciao, pap�! - Ciao!

Ciao!

Ah, felt: the TV is broken.

We will fix it.

Another thing:

the phone was unplugged; arrears must be paid.

We will pay them. Hi! See you soon!

Ciao!

Ciao!

Mother...

at every crossroads

on the way

in pursuit

a moment longer

comes to meet you

"Once upon a time..."

and a flash of eternity