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How is this possible? There has never been water in this house.

Good morning dear.

What's up?

Tell me that you're happy.

Yes, but... my feet are wet.

- But tell me. - I'll come to you and tell you...

...that I still have to think about that.

He kisses me but does not answer.

Yes.

- I thought you said yes? - Yes, because you doubted it.

- You say so little. - Enough has been said.

- Nearly. - What did you say?

Nothing.

- You let me say what you want - Me?

I just asked if you were happy.

- You were the one to... - Ask me again.

- Are you happy? - Almost.

Hi, Dad! Why are you so happy? Where are you going?

There is a wedding.

- I'll be ready in a minute! - No, you can not go.

- Why, Dad? - I'll take you to...

Marco and Margarita.

Then we'll come get you.

In this holy place I want to say something nice.

I'm blessed again.

- Another one?! - Yes.

You tell me in church, but I cannot swear here.

That's why I'm telling you here.

And they eat so much.

I'm finished.

I send my messenger!

He comes to you through my will.

He will pave the way for you, this is my cross to bear!

I'm Antonio and I was invited.

Hello, Scognamillo... ciao!

He called two of his disciples and told them...

You're the one who is to come, or do you have to wait for another?

What are you thinking?

Me?

Yes.

- Nano? - Yes?

I'm expecting a child.

- Really? - Yes.

- Felice della Pieta, do you take Silvia to be your lawful wedded wife? - Yes.

- Silvia della Noce, do you take Felice della Pieta as you lawfully wedded husband?

Promise you will remain faithful, love him all your life...

Yes.

The lord bless you and nobody will set out against what God has united.

- Who are the witnesses? - Everybody!

Sit down.

When a woman and a man are united...

Adelaide, now you will not suffer because you will become my wife.

Damn.

As of now I am the wife of Pieta.

- I have two mothers. - Are you serious?

What luck, I have only one.

How can one become two?

One of blood and one of love.

- What does that mean? - My dad knows all about it.

Who is there now, the one of blood or of love?

Do you know?

Adelaide is the one of love.

Where is the one from blood?

Where did you hide her?

There is nothing.

I have a question...

In a bag we found this document. It's your wife, is it not?

We also found this, Commissioner.

It's a letter for you.

I'll read it.

Goodbye Felice.

Farewell Felice. Think of me. Forgive me! Silvia.

You do not know what the reason why she did it?

If she did it, it had to be.

But why?

We had nothing... but...

There was love.

And there was Monica.

Think about it! For four hours work you get 12,800 lire.

- How much? - Better than nothing! ...Why?

You do not have a big family.

I guess I would have no clothes for myself...

- It was so hot that... - Silence...do not shout!

If you were working you would have good clothes.

Today, skilled labor...

You start work in the factory at seven and get 8,000 per day.

What is it?

They do not know how lucky they are. They get 8,000...

For food you'd need 10,000. For someone who works, naturally...

We need it.

Do you know how many financial obligations a worker has?

Health insurance, retirement plan, they can lose their house in a minute.

In the end, what's left?

After 78 years, he'll have all the money.

- That's why. - Can I have a light?

- Who's that? - Who?

I think he's a spy.

May I?

Success.

Thank you, it was mine!

They sacrifice 40, 50 years of their life and then the future is assured.

We will never be qualified employees.

Do you know why? Even if physically... our faces are not like that.

Have you seen your face at all?

We live day by day. One day we transport things, the next day tourists with the gondola.

Tomorrow, who knows what? And we can't save any money.

In a moment of weakness I promised my wife a color TV.

- In color? - It is something rare.

It is an honor to have such a thing in your home. These are things for the rich.

She has never had anything in her life, only children.

- How much is it? - Depends.

- It depends on what? - How much does a color TV cost?

Depends on a lot.

You have many ideas, Felice. Why do you not give me advice?

It's hard to give advice.

In this case, it is simple, don't buy it.

Thanks!

I don't know what I'd do without you.

- Give me a wedding gift. - Me?

Offload the fish at the pier.

I'll get off here, and be back by the time you return.

Six years past already...you married yesterday, but you always think of her.

I'm going there to... I'm going to say goodbye.

I have to tell you something important. This is the last time we'll meet.

I am remarried.

Forgive me, Silvia!

I did it for the child, she needed a mother.

Look, she's grown up. Do you recognize her?

I can not give it to you, it's the only picture I have.

I know what you think.

It's true, I love her, but not the way I love you.

You are something else.

Do you remember? You were unstoppable.

After six years, a man can not...

Only pee... Do you...do you understand, Silvia?

- Goodbye, Silvia - Felice!

- Silvia? - I'm here, Felice!

You're beautiful, Silvia!

- The dead come to life. - I'm alive.

- Yes? - Yes.

Six years ago, you did not commit suicide?

No.

- Tell me! - On that day I set everything up.

So everybody would believe that I had committed suicide.

What are you doing you, you idiot? You throw flowers?

Shit, I had to throw it in your face, the miserable bitch you are.

I've spent six years looking for the body in the river, but I found no body...

Where the hell did you hide the body? It took years before they declared you dead!

At least leave something behind. At least leave behind a body!

What does it cost to leave a body behind?

But she did not do it! She comes here looking beautiful, dressed as a lady.

- Bitch! - What would you have me do?

To live my life with you? From now on you will not suffer, Silvia!

You told me that the day we were married. How many lies have you invented?

We lived in a basement, a hole full of water.

- But there was love! - ...Love?

This time you have outdone yourself. After six years...the same words.

And I, romantic as usual, cried at the farewell letter.

You're dead, Felice. You do not exist. I have forgotten you.

I'm dead? How stupid...I'm still alive.

For a moment, I thought... I saw you.

There you are!

What is happening to me?

Maybe because I've been thinking of you since yesterday.

I am in a trance, Do not think of anything!

Go, go away!

You're dead, I forgot.

Go! Just go away!

This is beacase I drank a lot of wine yesterday...

Pardon me Silvia, I did not mean to offend you!

And you showed me how beautiful you were, Silvia.

Such elegance I have never seen. It seemed so real!

I remember the details, while you spoke. You even lost your hat.

Yes, look. There's your hat!

- I think that's her. - I think so. You too?

The bridge was too old, it could not last.

This is a landscape that is constantly changing.

Thanks!

- Is it good? - Heavenly.

- Is there mozzarella? - Mine's full of it.

Not in mine.

Why should it not be there?

- Yes, it's a beautiful color. - She's there...

- Who's there? - Look!

Who is it?

What is it?

Sit over here, we can talk better.

Cigarette?

Don't look!

- Who called the waiter? You? - No.

- These two are idiots. - What do you want?

- Coffee. - A cup of coffee for the lady!

Please hurry before I run out of patience!

- A filtered coffee? - Yes, but quickly!

But isn't that? ...Ouch my foot!

I'm through with these idiots. Bring me my coffee, please!

Coming up, ma'am!

But isn't that?!

- What are you guys doing? - Nothing, it was a fly. I saw it too.

A fly or an apple, we know what it was...

Silvia is not dead, she is out of the canal.

- Did you hear something? - Nothing.

Silvia is not dead, she is out of the canal.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...

Silvia is not dead, she is out of the canal.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...

Maybe it's just my opinion, but today I get the feeling that you're a little depressed.

I could swear you're depressed.

Is that right or is it just me?

- Silvia... - Silvia?

She's dead.

For a long time though...

Only now she is deceased. She has died within me.

Because...

Can I tell you a secret?

Silvia is not dead, she is out of the canal.

Hey, guys! He knows it too!

For six years I thought you were dead.

I suffered.

I cried.

I did it for you!

- For me? - Yes, for you...

I wanted to tell you that I wanted to leave and I did not continue to live with you.

But when I looked at you I felt regret, so we ended up in bed.

So we went to bed... for me to say goodbye.

Yes, before love.

It was so beautiful and I said to myself: you will see Silvia...

Felice will change. He's a smart man.

But you just wanted to make love,

and I just wanted to buy a dress.

On the same day, I planned my suicide.

I did not want you to suffer, you understand?

I preferred my death rather than you suffer.

What are you saying, Silvia?

- Are you a bitch, Silvia? - This is crazy!

Who do you think I am? Who do you think you're talking to?

I've lived in Milan for four years with a man who loves me.

I also loved you... in Venice!

Yes, but he's rich...

You must do me a favor. Do not say no!

- Huh? - You must do me a favor, don't say no!

- Huh? - A favor that you can not refuse me!

- What? - I want to see Monica.

Then I will leave Milan forever.

That's what Silvia called Felice.

Peace of God be with you!

Felice, what is your answer?

- What's this? - A check for Monica.

She needs it. It's so sad...

You told her that her mother died, didn't you?

She thinks you're in heaven, that you're a saint.

Adelaide is like a mother for Monica.

I'm her mother!

Want another check?

- A million is a million... - Yes.

- It was a million? - Yes.

- Remember, you have no means of support. - Yes, thank you...

Money is not important in life, this you would not understand.

You always liked expensive things. A big bank account...

A boat, car, villa, telephone, light, water...

Money...please!

But you have not changed, you've always been like that.

You think you're the king of the world. And this without a mustache.

I would like to sleep with you, but in a hotel. I've never done it in luxury.

Well, king of the world, take me where you want!

Silvia knew nothing of Napoleone, only what he was like before she ran away.

- Wait a minute! - What are you doing?

Let's pull a prank on him!

What are you doing?

- It's a joke. - A joke? For who?

Duck!

- I can't see anything - Come in!

Come...

Do you remember Napoleone? He was handsome and strong...

- Yes. - He chased all the girls of Venice.

- Do you remember? - Yes.

Here he is!

Hi, Napoleone!

Hi, Silvia! Your husband is still the same as before.

As I said... I will never change.

I'm still standing, but I have no money and no mustache.

A coffee for you?

I make good coffee, just like before.

You can rest easy. I have a coffee maker and it makes good coffee...

With cream... it is better than at a cafe.

Help me, Napoleone!

No, leave me alone...

Please, stop! Help!

Carla...

Napoleone!

Napoleone...

Enough, please!

Napoleone...

No one can tell it the way he does...

- What are you looking at? - This.

You should look here!

I do not see it but I love it so!

I need to buy coffee, I forgot that I'd ran out.

If you want, I'll go.

If you want, she'll go she said.

Well, you go. You are already standing.

I better close the door.

I'm gay, and he does not know what he's missing...

- Never in your dreams... - I give 450,000 lire.

- How much did you say? - 450,000 lire.

The salary of a qualified employee of two months.

- You have go to there. - It's not enough.

- What do you think about it? - I just think you're an idiot.

I am poor, but not starving.

- You're rejecting wealth? - Unfortunately, it's true.

Am I such an honest man that I could not accept such a compromise?

- Why not? We do everything together. - Get out of my gondola!

What happened? It's stopped. Felice!

It is not.

You'll see! We are here until the end of the strike.

Damn.

What happened, Felice?

- The power is out. - Can we not go?

- No. - What now?

Nothing! Do you have a cigarette?

Damn, Scognamillo has been talking to him since 8 o'clock in the morning.

Scognamillo talks to the dead.

I do not know how hopeful he is this time.

When the strike comes, nothing can stop him.

Always in black, he never comes dressed in white.

It is black when you stand next to him, if you look in here, it's white.

Look there!

If the cable accidentally breaks they will be flattened.

- Why me? - Today's your turn.

- It's not even in the center. - Yes!

Is that what you want? Is it good for you?

If you help me get down from here, I'll help solve your problem.

It's no use, this time there is nothing to be done. You know how it is...

Scognamillo...

My leg...

Which leg hurts? The good one or the broken one?

The good, but now I feel better.

- You say that you can not move. - Of course, I am a practical man.

I'm no idiot, it was just luck.

Hey, Adelaide. I was born lucky.

Do not talk.

I must confess something, Felice.

But do not get angry.

- Napoleone told Adelaide... - What?

About Silvia, that she was just as beautiful as before.

Everyone knew the truth, now she knows it.

I wanted to tell you, Adelaide, Silvia means nothing to me. Believe me!

When you see how she ended up, you would not recognize her.

She is elegant, a lady.

I wish it was not so.

- Did you sleep with her? - Only twice.

- Don't forget that Silvia's my wife. - I'm your wife!

I always mess things up, now they are having a fight.

I better go to hell. I'm sorry that I did that.

With all your problems...

Felice... He can not hear me.

So this is death.

It's about a religious man who married two women in the church.

Each of them has their rights as women.

- It's a situation not easily resolved. - Thank you!

It's not easy being human.

It is true that the church is changing...

And we try to understand people's problems.

It seems that the norm is that everything changes.

It is a necessary evolution, and the church must keep an eye on these developments.

From a legal standpoint, the first wife has more rights.

If you will allow, I think the same thing.

- Now you're my wife. - And Adelaide, what rights does she have?

She has lived with Felice for almost six years.

Perhaps the most important years of her life.

They are currently perfectly legitimate.

What law is there for her feelings?

For her love and for her life...

Do you remember when Marghiera came here?

- I need a drink. - This is our fountain.

Do you remember?

You always wanted to drink here. The water here is fresh and clean.

- I want to show you something. - What?

You will see it soon. See it?

Silvia and Felice. Do you remember?

- We were happy. - And poor.

Yes, but happy.

Do you remember when the nurse said it was a girl? Do you remember my face?

No, I was in the operating room, remember?

Indeed!

- You don't remember anything?! - No, no, no.

- How is Adelaide? - What does this have to do with Adelaide?

Nothing. How is she?

Adelaide is a beautiful girl. A simple girl.

Is that all?

- She is beautiful when she dresses up. - Yes?

- Yes, but she has no such clothes. - And you like that?

After she goes to the hairdresser, she's even prettier than you.

- What? - She's not like you.

Adelaide is happy, I'm enough for her.

Because she does not know about money.

Who knows better than a poor sucker about the meaning of money.

It is the best part of this story.

Do you think so? I don't know. What do you think?

The story does not end here. There is a more!

Look!

It's yours. A gift!

I'm here for ten days. Tomorrow I go back to Milan.

I'm leaving.

- Hello, Dad! - I'm not even in and you say hello!

Well you are now. What do you have there?

Every time I come home you ask me if I've brought you something.

I have a pair of flippers, Monica, you can wear with your new Sunday dress.

A new dress? Always with jokes, father.

It's beautiful. Who made this?

- You made it? - Are you set?

Forever.

Are you suffering?

Even if I wanted to, I do not know where to find her in Milan.

What do I know about her life or where she lives...

- Porter! - I'll take them!

I've been here five hours waiting for you!

You're not happy to see me? Say something!

- Why are you here? - Keep it down!

Tell me what you're doing here.

To carry your suitcases. A lady like you needs a porter.

- This is blackmail. It's not your style. - Why do you say that, Silvia?

It is a proposal. We are married and I left Adelaide for you.

You left last night to meet me here now?

To see with whom I live.

Where I go, what I do... you came to me as a spy.

Why, Felice?

You're dirty, unshaven... I loathe you.

- Aren't you ashamed? Think of Monica. - Why did you give me the picture?

Yes.

- I love you! - Do you want to love me like before?

Or maybe you want to put me under pressure. I should do this because I have to?

No, god! It would not be fair.

Give me time to think. I promise you tonight I'll give you the answer.

If I let you go, you'll disappear. I know you.

- You do not trust me? - I trust you.

I'm not going to force you. You know how I am.

For me, marriage is based on mutual trust.

- Stop. - Excuse me, ma'am!

- Would you do me a favor? - What?

Tell him to stop.

And he says the same thing. You'll learn!

We meet at eight. I'll come on the express train.

She's gone.

Have patience! Here's your coffee.

- Pleasant... - I called Osvaldo.

What do you want, cappuccino and brioche? Ask, and I will serve you!

- They have their money in Switzerland... - Brioche this is mine...

- I would like to... - One moment!

I am the first.

What do you want? - A white.

What he said wasn't racism just because he had enthusiasm in a glass of white wine.

What do you want, sir?

A black.

- Silvia! Nothing stands between us! - I came to say goodbye to you.

It's easier in a station. I could not leave like the last time.

Six years ago I made the choice of my life. I want everything in life.

I'm not coming back. Do not hate me please.

You love Adelaide, go to her. She loves you, she's the woman you need.

Silvia!

Silvia!

Do not go away! I have to tell you something.

Where are you? Wait, Silvia!

I love you, Silvia!

Ciao!

Here in Venice, there has always been a little moisture.

I called an architect. He's a nice guy.

I have already ordered the curtains.

All red, green and with blue stripes...

and a yellowish brown tint with white accents.

In a few days they bring the new furniture.

Is it nice? What do you think?

The only thing I do not like is the broken window.

It's not broken, it's a new design.

I did it, it's a decoration. It's fashionable these days.

Painters do not do use watercolor or oil anymore.

Now they take a bucket and they fill it with paint.

With all colors, whatever color you want.

They take a brush, and with eyes closed they splatter on the canvas.

If they are successful, they have a masterpiece.

And I wanted to do that as well.

I did not know what to do, so I threw a cat.

Just as well... it is useful, the mice stay away.

It's a mess, there was a woman here first from New Zealand but now she has the flu.

Olives?

We do not need anything more.

We need to make a toast to celebrate this event.

I know how much you appreciate that we have such things.

Would you like to have a drink with us?

No, thank you! I never drink before I take a shit.

- How much do you love me, Monica? - How much do I love you?

I can not do it like I did with you. I have to explain... everything.

Yes, you're right!

Do you know what? Contact Monica with you!

- Monica? - Yes.

- No, it's too exhausting. - Tiring?

Understand me, Felice...

- Hey, Trombino. - Hey, Felice.

- Give me 100 lira. - You should eat something hot instead.

- Has Silvia come back? - Come Back ...?

It's not that easy. Milan is not just behind the door..

It would have to be smaller, but...

It's too cold.

- Is it cold in Venice? - Yes, it's cold.

Even if she wanted to return, I would tell her not to.

It's too cold, you need to wait for the next spring.

It's too cold...

- Good morning, Mr Director. - Good morning!

I made up today's papers.

These are invoices for expenses for the second quarter.

This is from a primary school in Milan, the Leone Decimo.

They ask for the transfer of a medical certificate for a former student of ours.

Monica della Pieta. The girl who always smiled.

- Monica della Pieta. - She was the second D, now in Milan!

Living in... it is in the letter.

Via del parco, No. 115.

I have other accounts, the invoice for the window...

I do not know where it is...

I found it, Mr. Director! Where is the director?

Come in, please.

I'll announce to the Mrs.

- Where is Monica? - Not far.

Call her.

Hey, Dad! Why did you do not come before?

Let me see you! What... elegance!

I feel elegant! See how beautiful it is here?

We have a hot water pool, piano teacher, friends...

My room is full toys...and no water!

Why do not you stay with us?

Please, this is not like Venice. Everything's here...

In my room is an extra bed. Stay, Dad?

Yes. Now go play with your friends.

- I'll check on you. - Promise?

Yes.

- Hello dear! - Hello! Dad is here.

If you love your daughter, you must understand that...

She has a better life here than you gave her.

You have to face reality.

It's not a reproach. Unfortunately, such is life.

Some are born poor and others rich.

There is no one to blame. Don't you think?

I see no other solution. Monica is here with her mother.

She has a good life, a good school, beautiful clothes...

She lacks nothing. I do not see what you would be able to give that was equal.

I'm telling you as a friend.

You can see her when you want, day and night.

I'm convinced that there is no scale in this house.

A scale?

Yes.

To do what?

- To weigh - Who?

The child.

- Why? - I'll sell her.

Of course she's half Silvia's. The idea of a child was not only mine.

It was both. Do you remember, Silvia?

I sell her for no less than three million.

Per kilo!

How much does she weigh?

What does she weight? I think it is about 15 pounds?!

15 pounds? She was 5 lbs when she was born.

Or am I wrong?

What are you doing? Crying?

We're arranging everything here.

Let's say 30 pounds, with eyes closed.

30 times 3 million equals 90 million.

If I am wrong, please correct me Silvia. 90 divided by 2 is 45. Right, Silvia?

Stop this foolishness now. I'm sick to my stomach.

Go, Silvia. I'll handle this.

No, she should stay here. She is an interested party.

If anyone should leave it's you.

In other words, I do not know you.

- I'll write a check. - No checks.

Cash!

A nice pile.

I'm the one you always wanted to give a bit of your soul to.

And I'll give you everything. There is no game that you can't play with me.

All games will turn into love because I will be your great love...

Nice words. And you can tell she's beautiful...

I do not believe it.

Look at me, here I am. I exist and I adore you!

I'm not like Silvia. I will not let you go for no reason.

I can love you.

You women are all the same. You are very sweet for marriage.

No, I'm not like the rest.

I bet if I fall asleep...

The first thing you would do is... steal my money.

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