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What does he want?

Take this!

Good morning. Is there any mail?

They came again for the rent.

When I go out.

Yeah. Either when I go out and or when I return.

Hello. Excuse me if I dared come in, but I...

Brigadier, I am innocent. I'm an honest worker.

Look at the blisters on my hands.

If I'd really been a brigadier, maybe you'd have gotten rid of me.

I wanted to see what you could do. Not bad.

But next time, chose a less wealthy building with a double gate.

- You don't trust me? - A man breaks into my house

and I should trust him? - Cigarette?

- No. - It's Swiss.

Make yourself comfortable. I'll talk.

- Look at this guy. - These are tough times.

This job is in a crisis.

But you and your friends here did a good job.

But you failed because of organizational lack

which is the flaw of you Romans.

You insist. How can I tell you? I don't know anything.

I am a friend of Dante Cruciani,

the man who taught you to work on safes.

- Ask him about the Milanese guy. - What?

I came from Milan to offer you a nice little job.

Very well paid, extremely well paid.

Listen to me.

If I took the wrong door earlier, this time you took the wrong one.

This is the home of a man who has turned the page,

and lives off of his honest job. - Work at the building site is over,

and you don't have a job.

But that isn't my job. I am a boxer,

and I am in contact again with the boxing world for a comeback.

Think about it. I'll see you tomorrow at 7 p.m. at cafe Niagara.

Yeah sure, go ahead and wait!

Tomorrow I've a medical examination for a check-up on my psy...

- Did you call me? - Psycho-physical reactions.

- This is their notification. - Best wishes.

Yes. You'll see.

A small formality and Baiocchi Giuseppe, known as Panther,

will return to the ring.

Yes, turn around.

- I am a lion, doctor. - Stop.

- Perfect shape. - Go straight to that wall

with raised arms and eyes closed.

Hi, Peppe. A guy's been waiting a half hour for you. What'd you do?

What do you care? Think for yourself.

- Hello. - Don't start acting like a Roman.

- The first rule is being on time. - My watch stopped. Waiter!

- You don't have a watch. - The bus watch.

- Another Campari for me. - The usual. Put it on my bill.

- The gentleman paid. - I paid your tab and a notebook.

- Which notebook? - Where they signed your tab.

- You know Milan, don't you. - Well, I've never been there.

- So much the better. - Here's the Campari, the usual.

Good for you, kid.

It's milk. I had whiskey intoxication and must remain sober.

Let's proceed with order.

Every Sunday a car takes money

from the Milan Football Pool to the bank.

We must block that car. On it, there's a guy in cahoots with me

for letting us take the suitcase with the loot.

I understand. Excuse me.

Everything is set. Only half to me and the rest to the men.

- But they must be bright men. - Of course.

I have many in Milan, but they have a problem.

- They are too well known. - Of course.

- Do you have any? - Of course I do.

I have the best.

You thought you'd trick me, huh?

Come.

Watch out. If the usher sees us, they'll kick me out. I'm on trial.

Did it start a long time ago?

- Did you find a job? - No, but the engagement party

will take place anyway. - The expenses will increase.

What do the people who see you knocking at our door, think?

You never let me in.

- You can see Carmela once engaged. - I'll get engaged.

Capannelle, put back the popcorn bag.

I haven't eaten in 3 days.

See what a nice ceremony? They are so lovely.

- They make such a nice couple. - But we are engaged.

- You will be, after the wedding. - Mom, the others are here!

Best wishes. 100 of these days and much happiness.

- My homage. - Much obliged.

- My duty. - Did you invite them?

They would've been offended if I didn't invite them. Go!

- It cost me 600 liras. - A flower?

No, a fine because I stepped on the flower beds.

- Much obliged. - I bought it.

It's hot. You can take your jackets off.

Thanks. Very kind of you.

- One moment. You never know. - You don't trust anyone, huh?

My sister never found out, and she must not know

about our past activities. - Yes. We met at Catechism.

- Put your jacket back on. - With best wishes

on this wonderful day. - Who invited you?

You two almost knifed each other, but then...

Here she is. The sister is as lovely as the brother is ugly.

Please. Put this in the refrigerator and we'll toast later.

- Much obliged. - Delicious.

- Carmela made them. - No. I hand made them.

Young men, let's drink.

- Let's drink to the last amnesty. - It's too noisy. Let's go there.

- Come on. - When did you start your dowry?

Since 1942. I began when I was four.

- You're not closing the door? - It's gone. I used it as a table.

So...

- Work is going badly, huh? - How do you know?

How do I know?

I found out you can't even pay the priest who will marry you.

Your girlfriend left you after finding out you had no money.

- Who told you? - Word leaked out.

I don't bother with it. Supposing it is true, so what?

We all have a tendency towards a steady job,

but willpower isn't a salary. - Out with it.

There's a guy who...

There's a guy who came from Milan

to propose a job to me.

Got that? A job with an alibi,

all calculated, all scientific.

You must stop with this "scientific" thing.

You beggar! Fuck off all three of you.

Listen to this guy.

I come to offer a pile of money and he is sarcastic.

- How much? - About 4 million a head.

- Are you sure? - Michele, Mario.

The guests are waiting for you to toast.

We'll be right there.

- Someone took the bathroom light. - Forget it.

Since this time the plan of action will deal with cars,

we need a car expert.

Someone who transforms, rigs... Did I explain it well enough?

The mechanic we know is a fine artist.

You give him a Topolino car and he has it become a truck,

and has a truck become a motorbike.

Yes, but he starts talking about family problems and doesn't stop.

He is separated. His wife is dating Alfredo, a bookshop owner.

- What is this? - They argue over their son.

Did they put a cheval-de-Frise. We aren't at the border here.

Come on, hurry!

Here it is. Your daddy told you it was here.

Domenico, how much is this Alfa Romeo jet?

- 50! - 30! Put it inside the bag.

- Is this an Aprilia? - An Ardea. It's smaller.

The Aprilia is more pointed in the back.

Stop a second.

See where it's moving? Look.

Darn you!

- If we had brought a rifle.... - Dad was it a lark?

- No, it was a quail. - So little?

Not that much. An Ardea is smaller than an Aprilia,

just as a lark is smaller than a quail.

Alfredo says birds are kind and we shouldn't shoot them.

That's because bookshop owners are ignorant. Are owls kind?

An owl is as mean as Alfredo, but he's even stupid.

Ugo, some people want you. Gentlemen passing by.

- Ugo Nardi, the engine wizard. - My pleasure.

- Pleased to meet you. - Cute kid. Look at those eyes.

- He got them from his dad. - Nice curls.

- He got them from his dad. - And the bump on his forehead?

- A shoe. - He got that from his mom.

Go play. First she does everything to take him away from me,

and then she hits him. You don't know that I'm separated.

- Yes, I do. - Everyone knows now.

Who do you think my mother-in-law lives with now?

- With who? - With me! My wife left

and my mother-in-law stayed. If I had money for a lawyer...

You do. Is 4 enough?

Or try directly with the Sacred Rota.

- 4 what? - 4 million.

- Clara! Bitch! - It's my turn today to have the boy!

Leave him alone!

You'll pay for everything. I'm writing everything for the trial!

I'll show you.

Guys, knock on wood. She brings bad luck.

He's coming. Come on, guys!

Ugo Nardi, the engine wizard.

My pleasure.

He is Angeletti Mario.

He is Capannelle.

His appearance isn't too great,

but behind his forehead there is the intelligence of a fox.

He is Ferribotte, known as Silence because he doesn't talk much,

but when he does, each word is of great importance.

- There's beer. Help yourselves. - Drink beer and you'll get to 100.

- There you go. - It's very hot here,

but they don't ask many questions.

Each keeps his hands to himself and his tongue between his teeth.

You all know what it is about,

but don't know why that Football Pool accountant is in cahoots with me.

A woman is involved.

"As young as a woman may be, she is shrewder than the devil."

It's because of that woman that the accountant is off his rocker.

That's how it is...

Yeah.

She's a sort of cousin of mine.

A real cousin.

I'll introduce her to you. The girl's word is important. Clear?

- It's clear. - She gets a tan naked there.

Won't she get cold, poor thing?

It's very hot.

You must not look.

Floriana!

- Yes? - Come say hello to these friends.

Right away.

- You two go back inside. - Yes.

Go back inside.

- Big brain! - Come on.

It's as if you've never seen...

- The wind is starting to blow. - Thank goodness!

- What the...? - The cigarettes?

We would like an explanation. Peppe wasn't too clear.

- What are you saying? - On that Sunday

you'll go to Milan with a nice fan train

to watch the Milan-Roma game, second championship day.

- I am a Palermo fan. - What's that got to do with it?

- You won't watch the game. - He's kidding.

Excuse me, but that thing... What's it called?

- Where is the alibi? - Where is the alibi?

The alibi is that you guys will return to Rome

with the fan club train that left while you were doing the hit.

Meaning?

- Is this a magic trick? - Are we magic?

Only the engine prepared by Nardi will be magic.

I'm following.

With that engine, you must join the fan club train in Bologna

in one hour and 50 minutes. - With only the engine?

Should I assemble it on Capannelle? Who will give me the car?

Buy a used car, do an estimate budget, I'll take care of it.

Excuse me, but shouldn't we

take a look at the site of the hit?

- No need. - No need.

All you need to know about Milan is here.

Plans, maps and blueprints.

It's all perfectly organized in every single detail,

by myself and Amedeo, that accountant over there.

These are the maps

where the streets and itineraries you will take are marked.

- Here you are. Look there. - Yes, it's very clear.

- No, it's clear like this. - In fact.

With this material, the work is easier than monopoly.

- Right, Floriana? - I never learned that game

because it's too hard for me. - Look here.

The Football Pool car leaves from the main office every Sunday

and always takes this itinerary up to the Via Ferrante Aporti tunnel.

At the other opening you'll be with the truck here.

When their car arrives, it drives in reverse

and you'll clash. It's a child's game.

Covered, without traffic.

You'll jump to the ground, tell the accountant to leave the loot.

Right? Right, Floriana?

- Yes, yes. - Say it with a Milan accent.

Does anyone speak it here?

I once did a novices' tournament in Bergamo.

- Let's hear it. - Bergamo "hura", Bergamo "hota".

Sounds good, huh?

- It works. - Floriana, I put him in your hands.

- Give him a couple of lessons. - Alright.

Come to me early tomorrow morning, 11:45, noon. Be on time.

No. I must write a letter. Come at 7 in the evening.

If you don't speak with a Milan dialect, he doesn't understand?

- He's not an idiot like you. - Be good.

I'm an idiot and am happy. Who says it is a bigger idiot.

The words in the Milan dialect serve to...

That's a good one.

- He was saying... - So if anyone hears you,

they don't think you're Roman.

It is part of the alibi.

It's the train, the accelerated one from Pescara of 11:55.

In a month it will be electric and the landlord will raise the rent.

Who did that? Filthy pig!

- It's out of gas. - How much did you put inside?

5 liters, but there are too many carburetors.

The engine is rigged,

but when we do the hit, everyone will see our faces.

We thought of that too.

- Holy Mary! - Wow!

- Dracula the vampire. - Maybe he's better than before.

- He's more human. - With this stocking

not even your mother will recognize you.

- Who is it? - Cool beer for everyone!

- My gosh! - My features have changed, huh?

Let's recapitulate.

Peppe and Mario, on the truck, Sour Foot on this one.

Who will take the third car? Him or Capannelle?

They are both expert drivers, but the best is Ferribotte.

- Delinquent! - Poor guy. Did you hurt yourself?

You're supposed to be the best? I said, foot on the brake.

- I did that. - It's the accelerator.

The one in the center is the brake

where your leg is swollen from kicks!

- So now we'll eat bread and soil. - He'll beat us up. Accelerate.

Slowly, there's the sidewalk.

Brake slowly. Step on the clutch or the engine will go off.

- Good. Now slip out the key. - It won't slip out.

That is the signal light lever.

- Yes, but why did we stop? - Wait here.

Today is not your day.

I know, but Sunday I'm going hunting.

I'm your dad. You want to put a meter inside of me?

- Why don't you take me hunting? - It's big game, wolves.

- You always read. What book was it? - A book on the life of insects.

What? Learn to kill them. The kitchen is full of cockroaches.

Give me the wheel. I'll drive.

Let's try again.

I only understood "suitcase". Between the Milan dialect

and you, who talk with a ball in your mouth, it's a mess.

I don't mean to be nosy, but why can't you say "R"?

- Are you offended? - No.

It was a bombing. I was 4 years old and couldn't pronounce "R"s.

It was like a shock and I never learned after that.

It's no big deal, hardly noticeable.

But then, I don't know if it's noticeable, but I stutter sometimes.

I trip over some words.

Especially when I find myself close to a lovely lady.

When sunset approaches,

I feel alone.

My fragile existence is smothered by a profound nostalgia.

- You don't have a girlfriend? - I did, but she ran away.

"Women are like chestnuts."

"Beautiful outside but rotten inside." Excluding those present.

She said it was because I didn't have a job.

Not even people without a record have steady jobs.

A job... Darn it.

It won't end like this. I'll buy a car 15 meters long.

I'll get a white tuxedo, and go below her windows

at Pieve di Cadore. I want her to eat her heart.

I will change my life too. Do you have a match?

- No. - Amedeo said

that he'll have me quit my job and take me to Venezuela or "Mehico".

- You can't pronounce "X" either? - No. It's pronounced "Mehico".

It's the only place where you can marry without divorcing.

- Is he married? - Yes, with a wicked woman.

Give it to me. I'll do it.

Darn it!

We'll smoke later.

- You'll quit? Are you employed? - Yes.

- Where? - Dancing Arizona Striptease.

- What? - Striptease.

Turn around. We'll try again.

- Can this word be changed? - It so easy.

Follow my lip movements.

- You'll never learn like this. - Wait, I'll help you.

Hold still. You'll ruin my sweater.

Well? What's the striptease like?

Come here. Show me a little piece.

It's something stupid. Give it to me. Without music, it's useless.

Amedeo wrote the words to the song and they're lovely.

Isn't he nice? Give me the top.

Darn! Sing a bit of it.

- I care for Amedeo. - Of course, you're right.

I like you because you understand me.

I met Amedeo in a cafe with a tv set.

He said he wanted to see the program and then commit suicide.

- Was it Cinelandia? - Instead, we ate an ice-cream.

- That's better. - He had a walnut one.

- Mine was strawberry and chocolate. - Miss, the phone!

Long distance call from Milan! It's the accountant!

Darn it! A phone call... Where are you going? Come here.

Hello? Is it you, darling?

Of course I think of you. I was just talking about you.

I'm leaving now and will be with you tonight. It's all organized.

We have 5 very trusted elements. They are real gentlemen.

Yes. Bye, love.

- Change of license plate. - Change of plate carried out.

Try again.

- Ok. - Great. He's bright.

I told you so. They are boys that I trained.

Tickets for tomorrow's train round trip. Departure at 1:25 p.m.

- Should I keep them? - Tickets for the game.

- Yes, alright. - 10.000 each.

Silk stockings for your face.

A watch each, all set at the same time.

They have the means, a rich city...

What's that got to do with it? As far as intelligence goes,

we are always the best. - Of course.

There's something else.

- Did you see? - This is to have the driver behave.

- Who should use it? - Peppe.

Is shooting involved? The next time you propose

a peaceful job... - Don't make me nervous.

- I'll slam you up against a wall. - What?

- Stop it! - If I think about it...

Mario is getting married. I want to take his place in the assault.

I have excellent precedents. I worked with Armandino of Macerata.

This is something else. Are you my nanny?

- I'm in. - This doesn't have a firing pin.

It doesn't work. It's just to scare people.

Your assignment is more delicate. Come here. You too, Nardi.

This is your car. It's here. Yours is here.

At the set moment, you must leave together and cause confusion.

You, on one side... Where is your car?

- Here it is. - And you on the other.

- With matches? - I gave my boy the car,

or he would've wanted to return to the bitch.

- He means the boy's mother. - Yes.

- Enough. Let's get to work. - No, I understood. Look.

- The bitch! - You see?

I should leave my son in this environment.

Well? We were doing a check for an accident.

We are the insurance technicians.

- Mr. Martini, Rossi... - Carpano.

- Come, attorney. - Madam.

- I was here to settle the situation. - Enough!

- Who was he? - The attorney.

- Carletto. Carletto, run! - Carletto, come with Mom.

- Carletto! - I'll report you for kidnapping!

I can't keep him on Sunday because I have a commitment.

- So I moved up my turn! - You won't move anything up.

- I will! - Aren't you ashamed

in front of the child? - Let's take turns with your mom too.

Holy Mary gives me the strength, I will stay with my son-in-law.

We aren't married. We can break up right away.

You know I'd never have the heart to abandon you.

I will never go back to my daughter.

I am Catholic and don't like her life style.

What about his? These four slobs he associates with.

You offend now? I am noting everything for the trial.

Did you hear her? She called you are slobs!

I will note it, four slobs. And with me, it makes 5.

Why don't you believe it? I'll read the accompanying letter.

Dear Mr. Mario, since you collected and sent us

300 caps of Chinotto Sport, we sent you two tickets

for the Milan-Roma game in Milan. Sincerely yours.

- Here. Read it. - Very funny. I can't read!

- Oh, right! - You'll pay for the trip,

and they'll cut off our electricity and gas here.

- Darn it! - No. It's the eviction notification.

Oh, right. But we made it, huh?

Shall we bring the coffeemaker? They make lousy coffee in Milan.

- Where are you going? - You pulled off my button.

I can't even talk to her? We are engaged.

Watch out. Don't try to make bread crumbs.

Carmela, a button came off.

Are you offended? Sorry, but I forgot you didn't go to school.

We lived in the country, and the school was 20 kilometers away.

- So only the boys went. - Why is that?

It isn't proper for a girl to ride a bike. I learned to make kids.

Kids? What kids?

Kids with a pencil. Designs for embroidering.

- What had you understood? - Would you like kids?

Real ones of course, in a lovely home all of our own.

How can you? If you win the Football Pool?

Who knows! It could be.

- Mario... Have you two gone crazy? - She was sewing a button

that you pulled off. - I'll pull your ear off!

You're a traitor!

Going to the game with women's stockings in your pocket? You too?

Pig and swine. Perfect for each other.

See? She fell for it. Tell her what the stockings are for.

- You tell her. - They are for you, a surprise.

I was tired of seeing you with those nun socks.

You would seriously allow me to wear silk stockings?

- We are progressing and... - Thank you, Mariuzzo.

Don't exaggerate with so much intimacy.

- Holler! - Come on, Roma!

Only one cry, only three words. Come on, Roma!

Look who is here!

Stupid. We don't know each other. Be quiet.

If we don't know each other, why are you punching me?

The herd head! Nardecchia!

Come on, Roma!

I'll send a car to pick you up. It's all planned.

All planned. Wait for it there.

What did I do? Who are you?

It's for that wallet stolen from a tourist on the Milan-Rome train.

No. There's been a mistake. I didn't do it!

I didn't do anything! I swear on my family!

- Go on! - My shoe came off.

- It's a good shoe. - Get inside!

Ugo is coming tomorrow morning with the car. He knows nothing.

You want to throw away a gold mine?

There is a rapid train for Rome at 11:45 p.m. but there's an extra fee.

- Excuse me. - Then there's another one...

It would've been better for my mom to drown me. I wouldn't have met you.

I am really fed up!

I can't stand this disgusting life anymore.

Since I was born, I swallowed more hardships than soup.

How can I say it? It's all prepared, all scientific.

We even got rid of the exploiter.

That wise guy would've eaten it all and left us the crumbs.

If he was a wise guy he wouldn't have been caught for a wallet.

So much more reason, right?

Do you think he thought up the hit?

That good man, the accountant...

Listen to me, guys. You won't regr...

- Regret it... - Yeah, sure!

- You understood. - But we don't know Milan.

- I did my military service there. - During the Five Days period!

- Where is this accountant? - Am I a blind cat like you?

Was I born yesterday? Did you forget Floriana?

She is the brain of the gang.

Good evening, gentlemen.

Did you reserve a table?

Would you like to sit down?

You must pay to look. This isn't an amusement park.

The Spaniards on stage. Come on, Pedro and Carmen!

Why are you yelling? We've been ready for a half hour.

Come on, wake up!

- What are you doing here? - Push it up.

- They arrested the Milanese guy. - As soon as he got off the train.

Oh, heck, he got caught! Poor me. Goodbye money.

- We thought... - I lent my cousin

almost 100,000 liras for this deal.

- Was it your money? - Yes. I want to do the hit anyway.

- She's right. - Yes.

Alright, but what will we do about the accountant?

Let me handle it. He'll pick me up now and I'll explain.

- You follow us without being seen. - Why without being seen?

Because Amedeo is very cautious and only wants contact with me.

- Wait for me to get dressed. - Alright, go ahead.

- Hi, kitten. How are you? - I didn't sleep last night, either.

- How will it go tomorrow? - Just fine.

I read my horoscope. Happy day tomorrow with friends, a long trip.

It reminds me of the day before exams.

My wife dyed her hair by herself and it didn't come out well.

She says it's my fault because I don't give her beauty parlor money.

My poor kitten. Don't be upset. It'll all be over soon.

Four of us are too conspicuous. You two wait in the square...

- What squares are there in Milan? - I don't know.

In my days there was the Duomo Square.

Alright. If it's still there, it's where we'll meet. Let's go.

Be careful that he doesn't go in a restaurant,

eat, and not pay. Let's go.

Who are these Romans? I never trusted Romans much.

They just make us pay taxes and we support them.

Luckily, there's your cousin Virgilio. He is very bright.

- Right? - But I must tell you something.

I realized right away that he's shrewd, determined, bright.

If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have accepted. Want a mint?

No? I do. I'm so nervous, and not even a cigarette.

Maybe I got this ulcer for all my worries.

Look at how many stars. Let's choose one that'll bring us good luck.

That one? On the right of the Big Dipper?

The lovers' start, near that sort of handle.

- Oh, yes. - Do you like it?

- Cute. - I'll give it to you.

- Thank you. - It'll take us far, South America.

- Honduras, Nicaragua, Mexico. - "Mehico"!

Yes. Did you ask the South American orchestra guys for news?

They're from Gallarate, except for the drummer. He's from Codogno.

Two men are following us.

- 5! - 2!

- They are two homeless. - I am so afraid.

- It will be awful tonight too. - Take a sleeping pill.

A body sleeps 7 hours, A pig sleeps 8 hours,

a spinster sleeps 9, a lovely woman sleeps 10. I sleep 10 hours.

- 1! - 3!

- Well? - 5!

- Bye. Remember to be brave. - Yes.

- The future is ours. - Yes.

It's done. Amedeo agrees on everything.

- He doesn't care about my cousin. - Thank goodness. Let's go.

- What is it? You're not pleased? - No, dear. It's fine.

Guys, I have a custom made alibi.

Officially I was hunting at Magliana with Mimmo and Vincenzo.

- They're really great. - I went to bed at 9 last night.

Everyone saw me. At 9:10 I was on the road, and here I am.

Careful, young men. I'll recapitulate everything.

Sour Foot, you wait for the car with the money outside the Football Pool.

When it leaves, you drive in front of it, take the tunnel,

and signal to us. We will be out here waiting.

Then go park in the corner. The crash is here.

Sour Foot, you turn right and then stop here.

There, right here. Stay there and wait for me.

- Alright. - With your engine turned on.

Sure. They give me free gas.

- Ferribotte, listen to me. - Yes, sir.

When you hear the crash, turn on the engine and get moving.

With the loot, I will jump inside your car and go that way.

While Mario will get in this car and leave this way.

- Did I make that clear? - I won't do anything? I'm the oldest.

Right.

- Why are we taking him with us? - Darn!

You'll be a lookout for Ferribotte who must steal the second car.

You'll do so when the Football Pool car arrives.

You'll take off your hat as a signal. Is that clear?

While Mario and I will try to get the truck.

Let's try escaping. Come on, Ugo.

- This is no good! - I was up all night.

Come on! Don't sleep.

At the next tunnel on the right you are safe. Accelerate.

- Are you crazy? It isn't a garage. - Think if it happens today.

"Go, Sour Foot!" I could stick the foot in your face!

- You never do the right thing. - It's written here.

Come on, full speed ahead.

Scoundrels! Delinquents!

Watch out!

Thief! Stop!

Bastard!

5:51 p.m. Right now Sour Foot is a lookout at the Football Pool.

78, 79 and 80 million.

80. Accountant, are you sleeping?

- Can you count it? It's 80. - Yes, alright.

I am out here with the car.

Thank you.

- Will you take it to the manager? - Yes, I'll take care of it.

Hurry, or the bank people will protest.

- That is my jacket. - Excuse me. They are identical.

Give it to me.

You can't stay here. It's a no parking area.

I was falling asleep. I wanted to rest a bit.

I'll leave right away. Thank you. Very kind of you.

- You're driving on the sidewalk? - I forgot the steering lock.

Let's take the overpass.

- It's longer. - We'll avoid the traffic lights.

It's become worse than Naples here.

Who leaves the old road for a new one doesn't know what he'll find.

You should know it.

Hands up. Hands up!

Give me the suitcase.

6:04.

Turn on the engine.

- Engine turned on. - Silk stockings.

I forgot them. I brought two bandanas.

- Here. - Darn it!

I don't believe it. It's even filthy.

This is it.

1, 2, 3, 4,

5...

- 6. - No, 10.

- Go! - It won't start! It won't start!

The hand brake! Darn it!

Go!

My gosh, what a crash!

- Oh, God! - Darn it the hell!

- Who gave you a license? - Run!

It's not my fault. They are injured!

It's a trick! They are robbers!

- I'll take you to the E.R. - Oh, God, darn it!

Come here! - Come this way. Let's go!

- Where are you going? - Let me get in.

Come back! Come back!

- Take me to the police station. - Yes, sir, right away.

- What a mess! Hurry! - They ruined me!

Did you see? It's not my fault. They cut off the road.

Where are you taking me? Who are you?

- Where does he come from? - I caught him.

- The money! - Take it, but have pity on me.

- Hold still! - Injure me, even just a little!

- You're a boxer. Fix him up. - Yes. Peppe!

- Did you leave him there? - We lost the boss.

- My gosh! - Is it empty?

- Holy Mary! - Oh, my God!

- How much is it? - It's 80 million.

- Please, hit me! - Be quiet.

I have a family. Hit me, or they'll arrest me.

- What do you care? - I am ruined.

Hurry! They've surely called the police.

- I am a ruined man. - Who gives a darn!

Sour Foot, get behind the wheel! They've surely called the police.

Sour Foot at the wheel.

- Sour Foot at the wheel. - Hit me, or I'll report you!

I'll say we were in cahoots! I'll report you!

Oh, God, what a blow!

Yes, sir, a black 1100. Yes, sir.

Pelagatta, a robbery. A black 1100 with a Milan license.

One just drove by.

- Are they coming? - No.

Darn it! Guys, be on the alert!

- I am, but I don't see them. - We must find the place.

Slow down. Turn left there!

Go on! Hurry!

Come on, Sour Foot!

- Here. - I don't have nails.

Hurry, they're coming.

Hurry! Come on!

Go inside!

- Hurry! Get in! - Inside!

- The license! - The license.

- License plate change carried out. - Let's go!

Slow down a bit.

Go on.

I hope I didn't hurt the accountant.

What do you care? Where's Peppe?

The train for Rome left 8 minutes ago.

Peppe surely caught it.

Ugo, speed up. We must get to Bologna.

He is sleeping!

Wake up, Sour Foot!

Throw in all the supplementary carburetors.

Talk to me, or I'll fall asleep. Talk, sing...

Yours, only yours...

- Yours... - And your granddad's!

Sour Foot, 3 minutes.

The traffic light!

- Which one? - Forget it!

- He can't go to Rome by himself. - Just take us to the Bologna station.

- Hurry! It's leaving! - Quickly, idiot!

Must I always rush on an empty stomach? We never eat.

The sandwich we had at the station cafe was good.

What sandwich?

- Who is it? - It's me.

- Did you fall off the train? - Oh, God!

Why aren't you with your friends? What happened to you?

My gosh!

What a mess!

What are you doing? You're in my home in Milan!

- Sit down here. - Let me sit down.

Don't make me fall anymore. The bed...

What did you do? Why are you still in Milan?

Those four bastards left me by myself.

What is it? Get your hand out of there.

I ran away. I started running.

My gosh, how much I ran!

I slipped inside the garbage chute of a building.

They have great customs in Milan.

They throw all the garbage in a hole on top of me. What slobs!

I remained 5 hours with cockroaches, rats...

What a day!

What happened? What did the radio say?

Amedeo is in the hospital with a bump on his head. Looks like a Martian.

I went to see him, but he sent me away. "Get lost, bitch!"

"I only love my wife!" He looked like a madman.

- Why is his head injured? - Your friends did it

when they took the suitcase with the 80 million.

Poor guy!

80 million?

Floriana, so they made it!

Of course. I had set up a mechanism

that was like a clockwork. It worked even without me.

Wow, Floriana! We're riding high!

We are rich! Oh, my back!

We have a mountain of bills with Dante's profile.

You smell like garbage. I'll prepare a nice bath for you.

- Shall I carry the suitcase, sir? - No!

Oh, heck! Where can he be?

I searched the whole train. Peppe isn't here.

We thought we'd made it, but maybe they arrested him.

They'll catch us all. I won't go around with the suitcase.

Let's put it in the baggage depot for the time being.

- Simple, but brilliant idea. - Yes.

"The savage assault in Via Ferrante Aporti."

"A big award to the Football Pool accountant injured by robbers."

Here he is, the hero, a victim of duty.

That whimpering bastard! He even got an award.

What do you care?

Thank heavens that he didn't talk.

I am afraid of Peppe. Where is he? What's he doing?

Nothing is written in the paper.

If they caught him, it wouldn't be in the papers.

Anyway, Peppe won't talk. He is strong and courageous.

On the ring, he laid on the floor with the first hit, and never got up.

He will surely talk and get us all in trouble.

- What do you want to do? - Open up! Police!

- Police! - Oh, God! Go, guys!

- Darn you! - Get lost!

- Filthy swindler! - What an imbecile!

You got scared, didn't you? What bastards!

- Come in, beautiful! - Hello, guys.

Capannelle got a stroke again.

Guys, don't play such jokes. What the heck!

- I haven't eaten since Sunday. - Come on, mama's boy.

- Cheers! - To health!

With this wine we toast to our Peppe.

With this wine in big glasses, we toast to our millions!

- Thank goodness! - With this refined wine

we toast to this receipt.

- We'll go to the station... - To get back our big suitcase.

- Right! - Peppe, watch out for the receipt.

Yours! As of tomorrow, new life.

I'll go to the Lawyers' Association and find out the best one.

"How much do you want?" One million? 2 million? 3 million?

As long as we destroy that bitch. How much do we each get?

How much is 80 divided by 6?

- 6 goes into 80... - It does, it does.

- Of course it does! - With 2 left over...

- Put the 2 here. - No, here.

- Right. - They don't talk about it anymore.

With that fake move, everyone thinks the robbers are in Switzerland.

Nothing.

"Khrushchev holds out a hand and winks."

"BB is expecting a baby." What can that mean?

"They're Roman, not Milanese."

"The honorable Moro's speech. Phone fees are increasing..."

Darn you! "They are Roman and not Milanese." Did you read below?

"The Football Pool driver stated last night

that he distinctly heard

phrases in Roman dialect

said by one of the assailants, a young, tall, handsome man."

"So the investigation is moving to the Capital."

We are screwed.

Take a look.

Who am I?

There he is.

Take a look. Do I look good?

- I think... - Be quiet.

- Who is it? - Friends.

- Come. Why is your voice different? - Why did you change it?

Things are getting worse here.

A witness saw one of the robbers

wearing horse riding pants. You know I only have these.

Idiot! You go around like this!

- Like Rugantino. Be serious. - No, sporty.

Wait. Come here.

Here. Put these on and disappear. We must not be seen together.

Understand? They never saw us together!

Caution! Caution! Caution! Darn you!

- There is a hole in the back. - That's why I gave them to you.

Darn you, go on!

You only know how to cook eggs? What a great cook!

Forget it.

You have another mission in life.

- Michele, it's ready. - Coming.

It's hot, so I made a light sauce.

Garlic, sausage, pepper, cheese, sardines...

- What did you do? - A livelier hair style.

In fact, neither of you are lively. You two look dreary.

- Dreary? - No, come on!

- Who is it? - Police.

It's our friend playing a trick on us.

Peppe, don't be an idiot.

Nicosia Michele.

Angeletti Mario is here too. We saved a trip.

- What did I do? - Come with us to the station.

- Don't push! - Carmela, don't be upset.

It's for some information. I applied for a fishing license!

- What did I do? I'm a citizen. - Come on!

What anti-Democratic behavior!

- The Milan robbery guys? - In there, room number 7.

Robbery? I know nothing about it!

- Darn it! - Hi. Now we're all here.

Each time an ugly crime takes place, they always call us.

The press talks about everything except the amnesty.

- What do they care? - They should be careful.

- Did you come out? - Yes.

- Now you'll go back in. - What?

You'll see.

Well? How did it go?

Things are looking badly. We must remain at their disposal.

Actually...

Darn it!

They called in everyone except for Sour Foot.

- He will be saved. - Capannelle? What did he do?

He's downstairs with a marshal who came from Milan. Be careful.

What are you looking at? Mind your own business.

Thanks.

At your age you go to Milan to see a football game, huh?

I've always been a sports guy.

You're the one who always goes inside restaurants,

eats well and doesn't have money to pay the bill.

- You've 11 convictions for that. - More or less.

But you found money to go to Milan.

In fact, I found the money on the ground.

- In an envelope. - You can go for now.

Thank you, marshal.

- Storti. Where were you Sunday? - Ask Father Evaristo Bedoni.

I was at my niece's First Holy Communion.

You always go to Communions. You are a fervent believer.

Yes. It's you who doesn't believe what I say.

Baiocchi Giuseppe, former boxer.

I was in Milan on Sunday for the game.

- As always, go Roma! - This makes 12 offenders

who were at the game.

Excuse me. Only 12 out of almost a 1,000 Roma fans

is an irrelevant number of offenders.

- The Lazio team has many more. - So you were at the game.

Of course I was at the game.

Look. My stadium ticket,

my Rome-Milan return trip ticket. It's all clear.

- Did you see the whole game? - Of course.

- I saw it all. - Tell me what happened

at the 41st minute of the second half.

At the 41st, Altafini, known as Mazzola, received the ball

from a speedy Danova, ran past Bernardin

and did a direct left foot kick that rocketed inside the poles.

Nothing doing for Panetti.

- Referee? - Referee?

He was impartial, but irritable. Mr. Baralla from Livorno,

about 75,000 spectators, despite cloudy skies

but with no rain showers that seemed to be

threatening overhead. - Great memory!

- I've always had this gift. - One that liars have too. Go on.

Why? Thanks and goodbye.

How strange that he and another three

kept their stadium and train tickets,

and have witnesses on the train. Isn't it a bit much?

But the robbers were seen going towards Switzerland.

They couldn't have caught the fan club train.

I know, but I'd keep on eye on these men. Come, boys.

Cerioni Otello, innocent.

Just a moment. Sour Foot, the phone.

Did they say who it is?

- Hello? Who is this? - Panther, over and out.

- You're not saying anything? - Wait... Darn it!

Watch out. We're in the firing range.

I heard Storti say that he was in Manziana

for his niece's Communion, he didn't go hunting.

- Your alibi collapsed. - What'll I do now?

Find a real alibi with a person who doesn't have a record. Pay him.

If you need money, sell the car. Over and out.

- Who'll I sell it to? The Pope? - Over and out.

They took it away. The Milanese had just given a down payment.

Hello? Hello?

Goodbye, madam.

My gosh!

Sour Foot, the cup!

He's out of it.

- What happened? - We must have a man to man talk.

What happened?

Alfredo, last Sunday I was with you all day.

- What did you do? - Don't ask me questions.

They'll ask me many tomorrow at the police station.

- I am a man, you are a man... - Alright, we are men.

- Why do you come to me? - Because you don't have a record.

I looked in all of Rome. You're the only one.

You're honest. You're a man...

Should I say you're a woman? Darn me!

Where did I get this?

Sunday I went to the Etruscan Museum at Villa Giulia.

- They'll believe you? At a museum? - Why? Won't they let me in?

I've gotten a desire for learning all at once.

- Then I'll ask you for a favor too. - Of course. If I can...

- It's for Carletto. - What's he have to do with it?

Carletto is intelligent, but he needs a suitable education.

You should leave him with me every Sunday.

- Every Sunday? - I will teach him many things.

There's a French lace exhibition at Palazzo delle Esposizioni.

There's one on international dolls at Palazzo Venezia.

Laces and dolls. You want this kid to become...

See how material you are? Will he grow up well with you?

Anyway, take it or leave it.

- Tell me the truth. - What?

Is Carletto my son or...

If I was a bastard like you, with these doubts, I'd leave you in doubt.

In fact, I'd say that he's my son. Go away. I am busy.

Alright. As you wish.

Take him to see the laces.

It's better than having a father in prison.

Ugo, what are you doing?

You speak of men... Is this what men do?

Don't be silly.

I even took a teaspoon.

I am innocent, I swear.

I am innocent, a victim of circumstances.

No torture, no!

- Carmela, what do you want? - White melon and black conscience.

- You toss and turn all night. - You are stubborn.

I told you that it is a judiciary mistake

that coincides with our trip to Milan. I swear it.

On our mother's ashes?

Why mix sacred and profane?

I am your older brother and you must believe me.

I am serene and peaceful.

Where are you going? It's the water faucet.

Traitor!

May I have a portion of those onions?

This little fish and those cucumbers too.

Then give me two portions of that big fish.

Then... Yes, this one.

It's tuna. Then give me this too.

Then give me 4 bananas...

- What happened? - The police searched your home.

- The police? - Carmela was about to feel ill!

They didn't know anything.

- What were they looking for? - I don't know.

- What did they find? - The receipts from the pawnshop!

- Carmela. - We must advise Peppe.

- The receipt is in the suitcase. - Yes, let's go.

- Carmela! Carmela! - Open!

- She's gone! A letter! - She doesn't know how to write.

- She knows how to draw. - Two pigs. The two of us!

And the train!

- Oh, God! Where can she be? - To get run over by the train!

Run to Peppe. If the police goes, it's a tragedy!

You go. I don't care about Peppe. I'll go look for Carmela!

Hey, come here!

- This train doesn't go to Sicily. - I want to go back home.

This is a local freight train going to the general warehouses.

- Carmela. - Let me go!

- To the insane asylum! - Look at them!

Carmela, where are you going?

- I'll go to Sicily and be a nun! - Carmela, be reasonable!

You swore on our mother's ashes.

No, it's not so. I didn't swear.

So it's true. You are thieves.

I order this as your brother. Come back home right now.

No, I'm an adult. I'm 18.

What are you saying? A woman is an adult at 28!

- Nothing, marshal. - Nothing...

There's nothing.

- What about you? - Nothing.

- Whose stuff is this? - It belongs to some misfit woman.

Who would associate with me? I am a poor devil!

You're right in looking, but I'm a poor worker!

- I know nothing! - Alright, let's go.

Goodbye and thanks. I don't know anything. Goodbye.

Oh, God!

- What happened? - You scared me to death.

- Did they find anything? - No. What was there to find?

The suitcase receipt! Why didn't they find it?

- Darn it! Where did I put it? - Why don't we leave?

Why don't we go to Mehico? You have no bonds with anyone.

Let's get the suitcase with all the millions and go to Mehico.

Darn it! Where did I put it?

- What are you looking for? - The receipt!

Darn it! It's in the pants that I gave to Capannelle.

- If he loses it? If they catch him? - Well?

- Well, what? - Shall we go to Mehico?

Floriana, darn it!

They are searching me. We lost the receipt. They'll give me 20 years!

You're bothering me with Mehico? Then go to Mehico!

Go to Mehico, go to Milan, go hang yourself!

Are you crazy? I'll hurt you.

Heck! I'll teach you some good manners.

And when I return home, you must apologize to me.

Really? You ugly pig, scoundrel, scum, redneck...

Ug... Ugly pig.

Scoundrel. Redneck.

Redneck, redneck.

Rain, door.

Door, courtyard, grass, root beer, butterfly, butter...

- Idiot! - Moron!

Capannelle! Open! Wake up!

Capannelle got a bowel infarction and is in the hospital.

A bowel infarction, just now.

He eats all kinds of junk food.

Carob, acorns, broccoli stems.

All good stuff, of course!

I told him at least 12 times to see a doctor.

That in his stomach he had a tribe of tapeworms.

I must have lost 10 kilos these days.

You don't give a darn. He's thinking of Carmela, understand?

You're so stupid as to give Capannelle pants with the receipt

and take it out on us? - Stop it.

They want to talk with 29.

- Relatives? - Thank you, Professor.

No. They are the relatives. They are his grandsons.

- It's an indigestion, huh? - Yes, but it's also the drop

that made the vase overflow.

Your granddad had a tough life and his heart paid for it.

There isn't much to do now.

What?

We must do a consultation, something...

Don't look at my aspect. We'll find the money, any amount.

It's useless. Go say goodbye to him even if it is very late.

But not with that face.

Look at him!

What an earthquake!

You're a garbage disposal, my Capannuccio.

- But you look great now. - He'll bury us all.

He is the picture of health.

I was in the hospital many years ago when I was old.

I like it here.

When Sister Angelica comes, I'll introduce her to you.

- She is really nice. - Thank goodness.

What did you stuff yourself with?

"Mixed appetizers, agnolotti,

tripe, lamb."

"Ossobuco, fish soup, cake,

fruit salad, coffee, liqueur, beans with tuna."

"Service, bread, table setting and wine. 7,750."

- Darn you! - Did you play that trick again?

- So they reported you? - No, because I paid.

- Who gave you the money? - The money?

I found the receipt in the pants

and couldn't resist the temptation.

I withdrew the suitcase and took 10,000 liras.

Where did you put the suitcase?

- It's under the bed. - Oh, my gosh!

The marshal!

- Who are you? - The doctor says you must sleep.

- I sleep whenever I want. - If you don't sleep, you could die.

- That bed, number 29. - Alright. Thank you.

- Are you friends? I didn't know it. - They introduced us at the station.

- It is just a courtesy visit. - You had another nice lunch again.

This time you made a useless trip. I paid.

That is why I came. Where did you get the 10,000 liras?

- I found... - I don't believe you found it.

I'll take care of it. Don't bother. I'll do it.

- Excuse me. - Thank you.

Why can't a citizen like Mr. Capannelle

have at his disposal a certain amount?

Someone like him must show me how he earned it. Lira after lira.

Let's admit it. But if one day Mr. Capannelle

should win at Football pool?

But he must show me the card, or it means that

he received the sum from the Football Pool without winning.

In this case, the judge will take measures.

13 years for armed robbery.

If besides lunch, you have something else on your stomach,

call for me. I am down at the entrance.

What a bummer! You can't have a peaceful lunch. The marshal comes!

- And then they say there is freedom. - Let's not recite poems now.

What is important now is taking away this suitcase.

If they find it here, they'll catch us all.

We can't go around the hospital with that big suitcase.

- The marshal is at the entrance. - I know.

You go ahead and wait outside below the wall.

I'll throw the suitcase to Ugo and he'll pass it to you. Understand?

Alright.

So, Capannelle, bye.

- Bye. - We'll come see you soon.

- Of course. - Come on, Capannelle.

- Go, or the marshal will return. - Bye.

Remember to cheer up. Understand?

Don't spend it all. Equal parts.

When I get out, I don't want to work anymore.

Without that money, what will I eat?

Alright. Don't worry. Goodbye. Bye, handsome.

Darn you!

- I've looked 3 hours for you. - Be quiet!

- Carmela kicked me out of the house. - What?

She's 18, an adult. So she said she doesn't want to see us again.

She won't open the door until our hands remain dirty. Capannelle?

It's Ugo!

- Do you have a match? - No. Take care.

The suitcase?

That stupid moron Ugo!

- Here I am. What happened? - What happened? The suitcase.

Let's all shake it.

- Come on! - Here it is.

- It's stuck. - Oh, heck! Let me try.

I am too short. Get underneath. I'll climb up.

- Come on! - Hold me.

The Carabinieri!

- Let's be nonchalant. - Yes.

- Here I am! Whose turn it is? - Oops!

- Do you have to play here? - Why not?

- Can't you see what's here?

- What? - A hospital.

Excuse us. We didn't know.

- Let's go. Big guys, but... - Sometimes doing crazy things...

- Take care. - Have a nice ride.

Oh, heck! The suitcase... Here!

I am sick of you! I'm tired of always being the scapegoat!

Ok, Peppe. Don't get angry. We'll split it and it's over.

No. I don't trust you. One of you spends the money, gets caught,

and they arrest all of us. 13 years. - It's the bitter truth.

Yes. In these cases experiences teaches us

that the loot must remain united and global.

Who will hold the global?

I've held it enough. You take it now.

- I sublet an apartment. - Here.

I don't have a home as of tonight.

- Then you take it. - Not me.

Go on! Take it!

Alright. I'll take the risk,

but I'll keep it all.

Got that? Because he doesn't have a record.

- Right. - Nice bastard.

Bastard? Then let's split it.

Let's have him keep it all.

- You know what? - What?

- Choke yourself on it. - Right, choke yourself.

We don't want anything to do with it.

We don't even know each other.

We don't even know your name. Your name is Judas, and that's it.

All medicines!

- Look at this! - Shepherd, what time is it?

- It's late. - Got that?

Now we could go home and make peace with Carmela.

- What do you say? - To be honest,

I don't give a darn about Carmela.

- Look I... - But it was a good solution.

I'll tell you even more.

If in six months or a year, when things have calmed down,

we'll ask Ugo to give us 2 or 3 million each,

you think he won't give it? Of course he will. He's a good guy.

- No? What do you say? - I don't know. Maybe.

I am absolutely sure. Well, probably.

- Wait! Here I am! - The suitcase?

- Done! - What?

No need to worry. I put it under a bench at the park.

Then from the stall cafe I called the police station.

With a handkerchief over the phone I told them where it was.

- You're out of your mind! - Are you crazy?

- What did you do? - It's your fault!

When I took it, it seemed like a hot potato.

And now you say that I'm out of my mind?

- Did you take some money? - We hadn't agreed on that.

Young men, let's run!

- Where is it? - Down there, under the bench.

- We'll get a pack each. - No more.

- It won't open. - Who has the key?

I don't know.

- Who has a pocket knife? - I have a coral horn.

- You know what you can do with it? - Yes.

The cops!

You called the nearest station, darn you!

Go!

What's the rush? Madman, are you racing the Mille Miglia?

Ugly son of a...

- He even protests? - Didn't you see the zebra?

- What zebra? - The crosswalk.

- You will get a fine. - At this hour?

The Code is valid at any hour. Will you agree to that

and pay right away? - What are you saying?

We are losing our sense of measure here, darn it!

Arrest thieves

instead of persecuting honest citizens who pay taxes.

Give me your ID, please.

Those four bastards left me by myself!