Original subtitles

All the events of this day at San Babila square were suggested by many facts...

...occurred in Milan but any possible resemblance with real persons...

...and facts is only pure coincidence.

Comrade Arturo Melodia! - Here!

THE MORNING A great man though, wasn't he?

Well, don't exaggerate, he skipped WW2 for example.

My father did that war as well. - I'd like to start...

...from these old comrades.

To start what? - To kill them all, they're only a ball and chain.

Come on!

So why did you come here? - To make them dumb and happy, that's why.

I find these half-dead mummies to be also nice instead.

Then an ignorant mass needs these old symbols.

Listen, funerals are only a pain in the ass for me.

What do we do? - Let's go and say hello to commies, we'll have some fun.

To Fermi or Beccaria school? - Go for now!

Beccaria!

What are you doing? - Haven't you seen the crosswalks?

The fascists! They're smashing up our scooters!

Let's go! - Come, hurry up!

Here they are.

Sons of a bitch! - Cowards! Stop!

Cowards!

These ones haven't seen anything, as their usual, of course.

Be quick, to the scooters! Let's chase them! Hurry up!!

Bye, guys.

Bye, I'm catching the subway. - Bye.

See you later, ok? - Go to school, little kids.

See you at San Babila square.

What's up? You're late today.

I know. - You want to disappoint me.

I'm sorry...it was for a funeral. - What's that story?

My uncle. - Is he dead? - For a heart attack.

Oh my God!

Condolences. - Thanks.

Does he leave sons, legal debts?

Not debts, but seven sons.

What a woe!

You could have told me, I've some friends in the funeral services.

You could have got some discounts.

Did you spend a lot of money?

Not much. It was a rather modest thing. We didn't spend so much.

But shops are open even if a owner's close...

...relative dies. You'd have informed me though. - You're right.

I'll stay after the closing and will take...

...inventory. Are you glad? - Good.

Pay attention, I'm reading Castiglioni's homework right now.

He asked for a discussion about it.

"There was a time, in the interwar years,...

...when cemeteries of big cities were confined to periphery.

That is, the deads were out.

During these last decades, cities have been growning in a disordered way...

...and cemeteries are now in the center of them.

Thus the deads are close to us.

That's for me the symbol of a democratic regime and of egalitarian ideologies.

A large cemetery that will gobble up cities, areas and world.

Milan will not escape from this fate.

Our by now old cemetery will be the center of the city.

The meeting and the penance place of the survivors.

There people will buy and sell skulls, graves, tombs, corpses and skeletons.

The state university is already nothing but a funeral chapel,...

...populated by living corpses.

The Scala... - The Scala...

Excuse me if I'm going by memory, ...will have an audience...

...made up of embalmed deads.

The Piccolo teatro will be full of skeletons,...

...applauding Brecht and Goldoni.

The gravediggers from Milan will sit in the city council.

Nothing and nobody will be able to stop the embalming of Milan.

Perhaps a new Flood.

But God will not work that magic...

...and that will be the proof that He really exists".

Listen, according to you, which rating you think we have to give...

...to your work?

You must decide if it's well written.

If so, there's no doubt, the highest rating.

The super man spoke.

But I wonder if it's right to give a positive rating...

...to an essay that is nothing but an eulogy of death?

The problem is not to judge this composition,...

...but to try to understand how and why a young man, eighteen years...

...old, has such catastrophic and funereal vision of our tomorrow.

It's clear that a vision of reality dominated by death...

...is a reactionary vision, isn't it?

Of course not! Death, black colour, skull are all symbols...

...of fascism, it's so clear.

Imagine if you weren't turning up with politics.

What does that have to do with it? - What has to do!?

Forget that! - It does have to do with it!

The problem is not political.

The problem is to judge if my work is well written or not.

You can't even rate a work like that.

Look, the good writers are talking!

Be quiet guys!

SAN BABILA SQUARE

Why a cup of tea?! Look, I asked for a coffee.

It'll be right here. - Come on! I've been waiting for half a hour.

Give him another one, it's on me.

Where were you around nine o'clock?

When? - This morning.

On my bed. - No, you were in front of Beccaria school smashing up motorcycles.

I saw you.

Really? If you saw me why didn't you step in?

Because I only do what they order me to do.

Hence, if they have ordered you not to step in, it's better...

...you leave me alone, right?

How much money do you have in your pocket?

A lot of money, more than you. - It's really easy.

And if it were the money from the robbery at Cinisello Balsamo?

Look, police doesn't have me on file as a robber.

If you want to know about me, ask the political office.

Anyway, if you want to control, here it is.

Listen, I'm waiting until noon.

Either you tell me who amongst you made the robbery at Cinisello...

...or I'll let you fall into communist policemen's clutches, got the picture?

Why? Who are you?

A cop and nothing else.

Bye.

Look who's back! - I had things to do.

A grappa. Cheers to everybody.

How are things?

Tell us instead, we have been not seeing you for twenty days.

Have you been sick? - No, I was in the province.

I had to go round to follow some business...

...and I had to be there in person otherwise you're cheated right away.

If you want something done, do it yourself.

It's better to be alone than in dead company.

Anyway, I can't complain. Things are going well.

We were missing you. Without you...

...here is a real dump.

Quiet, I'll try to get back to a fresh start.

Sooner or later I'll resume contacts.

You can't do without it.

Don't worry, tell friends that I'm missing them.

You must come with us to the police station, it's a pure formality.

No, I'm not coming. Take me there by yourselves instead...

...because I'm suffering from lumbago.

What did he do? You can't take him away.

Mind your business. Let's take him away.

Just a moment, let me have a look at him.

What is this?

Well, what is it?

Go! Calm down!

Make way, let us pass! Make way!

He didn't do anything!

Keep calm! Calm down!

Keep back!

Keep back, do not do silly things.

Comrade, to us!

We'll let you out soon! - Down with the police!

Go!

Keep calm, go home. There's nothing to watch.

Did you never see a fascist being arrested?

What are you watching? Go home, go to mommy.

What are you watching?

There's no need to be angry. - Go home!

I'll change school, I've enough of where I'm. We're too isolated.

Better, right? How many do you think the Blackshirts were?

Less than us, yet they made it.

Do you think we'll make it? - Look, if you knew what I know...

...you'd be convinced.

Otherwise I wouldn't get my hands dirty.

If you know some important things, Why don't you tell me?

At least one may cheer up.

At the right moment. These are big plans.

Don't you trust me? - No, because you've never been in prison.

And if they catch you, you'll talk.

There're important people involved, not those old men...

...we saw at the funeral.

Sometimes you just make me pissed off!

Get pissed, so I'll have fun.

You talk very big yourself because you were in jail a couple of times.

Acting all so tough, go to the state university...

...and use a provocation!

If you come with me, why not?

Yours are only chats, do you want me singing "Giovinezza" in front of everyone here?

Sing, asshole! In any case here nobody arrests you, idiot!

Come!

Go, there's your little mommy calling you. Obey.

What do you want? - Get in, let's go home together for once.

Go, I'll come later, don't worry.

If you come with me, I'll give you ten thousand lire.

The money first. - No, first get in.

No, ten thousand lire first.

Please, do not get stubborn.

Please me for once, come on.

Thus give me the money but I don't even get in.

Ok, I'm going away.

Why are you acting like this?

Want money? Here they are. But now stop it.

What's in your pocket?

That's my business. Do you want to spy even on my pockets?

Give it to me. Do not make foolish things.

Keep your ideas, but why do you want me to die for a heart attack?

Go on, tell me!

Go. Stop crying.

Go away, go!

Good, you impressed me with your little mommy.

Go fuck yourself.

Lend me ten thousand lire, I'll give you back them tomorrow.

Thanks.

AT NOON

Here Wolf two calling the central.

Urgent communication for the political office, over.

To Wolf two: the political office is on line, over.

Hook crosses on Finzi's shop, over.

No intervention, stay where you're.

Clear. - Roger.

Did you see that?

They start again to take it out with the Jews. Got the picture?

How disgusting!

What happens? - Look, will we clean? - Yes, but...

You can't pretend nothing has happened. - Look out though.

Police should deal with it. - Yes, tomorrow.

Wolf two calling the central station, over.

Wolf two, do I put you through the political office?

Here. Who are? - The usual people from San Babila square in action, throwing...

...steel balls against passers, what shall I do, anything?

Good, you've understood.

Roger.

As soon as he opens his mouth I'll slap him twice, so he will...

...even forget where he lives. He'll learn the lesson.

Hi, mummy's boy. - Hi.

Hi. - Where are you going? - Come with us to the state university.

To do what? - To make troubles. - Are you crazy?

My ass! I'm not coming!

Ok, let's pospone that to tomorrow.

Come on! Get in! Let's go and have fun. - Ah, if so, that's fine for me.

Be quick with this old wreck.

Calm down. - Move, I'm in a hurry! - What a pain in the ass!

Watch out behind. - Run over them, come on!

Be quick, I'm hungry. - You're always thinking of food!

One-two, one-two, one-two.

Will you give her as a gift to me? - Not bad, right?

Careful not to fall down.

One-two, one-two, one-two.

Step. One-two, one-two, one-two.

Do you like her? So we'll give you her.

One-two, one-two, one-two, platoon halt!

She looks like a tightrope walker of the Togni circus.

Come, get in. - Huh? To go where?

To have fun.

Ah, well.

Come on, go behind, leave your place to the lady.

Welcome aboard, madam.

May I have a chewing gum?

With these colors she looks like Donald Duck's wife.

Better, a strawberry ice cream with pistachio.

What's your name? - Lalla. But my dad is Swiss.

I like chocolate.

What do you do, do you study religion? - No. - Work? - Yes.

Advertising.

Which products do you launch? - Anti-Callus, digestives, even laxatives.

And don't you like porn movies?

Why? - How why? - What have porn movies got to do with it?

To advertise Swiss cows. - What's wrong?

No thanks, I don't like it. - She needs an elettroshock therapy.

Come on, give the lady a drink. - Right now, madam, whisky...

Well, I'd like a cup of a good chocolate with whipped cream.

I'm nuts about it!

She'll drink it, beggars can't be choosers.

A whisky, it's ok? A genuine one.

No, I'd love to have a cup of chocolate.

Imagine a chocolate! - A drink?

No, a cup of chocolate. I prefer it with the whipped cream.

No, it's over. - So, if there's no chocolate anymore...

...I'd have an ice cream.

Honey, this is not a bar!

Come down and go buy it. - You are not well-provided.

I told you that she's stupid.

We agree, I'm having a quick launch and then going...

...to the clinic, to pay Armida a visit.

If I'm a bit late, open the shop on time, please.

Don't worry, Mr. Todisco.

If you allow, that's for your wife. - Thanks, you're very nice.

I'm sure she'll be very pleased.

You wouldn't have troubled yourself. - For heaven's sake, Mrs. Armida...

...deserves more. - Yes, that's true.

Anyway, close the shop in five minutes and put everything in order.

Be good, as usual. - Ok, don't worry.

Where are we going?

Come, let's get out. - That's the end of the line.

Are you leading me to have an ice cream? - That's an obsession!

I like it very much.

Come on, get in. - Hi. - Hello.

Come on, get in. - Hello.

We brought a friend of ours. - Did you find her at the Louvre?

Nice to meet you, my name's Lalla. - Hello, go there.

Thanks. - Yes, go there for a while. We need to talk about you.

Excuse me. - So, do you like her?

Maybe she's a bit too tall for me.

Look, you don't have to fuck her on your feet.

Come on, you're never satisfied.

Come on, get undressed of these colourful little flags. - Why?

Size 48, like your little mommy.

Do you know you're a nice couple? - She's a bit busty.

If you don't like her, I'll fuck her. - No, calm down, you're not included.

You're married, I'm sorry. - Are you married?

You've a wife, being so young? - Go figure.

He got stuck. - It's crazy. What we do now?

Let's go there, come on.

Why, what's there? - Come on.

How many mirrors, how nice! - What a cow, guys!

There're so many records too.

Are you excited? You may even give her a nice bidet, a toilet.

I'm going to open the shop. - Come on.

Look, that little thing is here, not there.

Did mommy tell you that? - Will you give it to me?

Later, if you're good. - Thanks the same.

Listen, we did a small program.

Do you know what you've to do now? Go down. - Where?

To the store. - To do what?

To be shagged by him. - Ah! Really? And why by him and not by you?

Why? Because we decided like this.

Do you refuse by chance? - No. Where's this store?

Which way? - This one, come on. - Ah, yes.

- Watch out for the steps. - How dark! - Come on, do it well.

Don't be idiot. Don't come down and spy on me.

No. Don't worry.

Only by the periscope.

I bet that's a store.

You're so brilliant. How did you understand that?

For the boxes, right?

What should I do? Get undressed? - I think it'd be better.

May I keep my shoes? - Yes, keep them if you want.

I don't know why, but if I keep my shoes ...

...I'm not ashamed of anything.

I wonder why. I asked myself many times but I still don't know.

Let me see. - Who knows what that idiot is doing!

A bit of patience.

On winter it's not so easy.

You can do these things better on summer.

On summer I don't wear anything below. It's more convenient.

She's getting undressed. - How's she? - That's my turn.

I'm almost done.

Damn it! - That asshole!

Go and have a wash, you looks like Diabolik!

I'm cold.

What to do now? - Lie down there on the boxes.

Here you may sink though.

Where did you get to? - I'm here.

Help me!

Give me a hand. - Yes, take me out.

Ouch!

Now hurry up. Listen, make it quick, I'm even hungry.

Aren't you hungry? It's after one o'clock. Watch out, eh!

I always eat at noon. I like omelette, eggs...

...especially the hard-boiled ones.

Aren't you hungry? We're making love and I'm thinking of eggs, how strange.

That's enough! - Why are you getting angry?

Because I'm talking about eggs?

What's up with this guy?

What does he want? I wasn't going and looking for him.

Well, hurry up so I get dressed soon and this is done too.

I'm not sexy at all, maybe that's why I'm thinking of food.

Stop.

Keep still.

Why don't you turn on that TV? It's time for the news.

The news broadcasted at half past one.

I like so much adverts, the candies.

Now I'm giving you the news, TV... - What are you saying?

Tell me what you're thinking of. - I told you.

Of food, of TV and of other things... I don't know. - Do you like that?

And this? - Ouch! What do you want to do?

What are you doing? - Tell me that you like it.

No! Are you crazy?

Ouch!

Tell me that you like it! It's true that you like it?

It's true that you like it this way? - You're hurting me.

You're hurting me! - Come on!

Tell me that you like it! - No!

That's enough! Leave me alone!

Tell me that you like it, even this way!

If you say something to the others, I'll kill you.

What have I done? - Shut up!

It's not my fault! - Shut it! That's enough.

Eat with your right hand.

I said eat with your right hand.

Let him eat with the hand he likes, for God's sake!

No, we eat with the right hand at my home.

The left hand is cursed. It's the devil's hand.

He will cover up with shame if he keeps on eating...

...with that hand.

It's pointless that you defend him, it will be of no use for you anyway.

Tell him, come on!

Tell him clearly that you hate him.

If you want to know, I like the left hand...

...just because it's the devil's hand.

I said eat with your right hand.

If you only touch him, I'll denounce you.

Try to take a fork with the left hand once more...

...and I swear I'll kill you in front of your mother.

I was clear, I think.

Come, try it, I'm waiting only for that.

I'm only asking that my son doesn't eat with his left hand.

Nothing else. I gave you everything.

But not the left hand, never!

Drum that into your own heads! Understood?

God will never forgive me.

God? What do you know about God?

Wash your mouth before talking about Him.

You're already in hell.

Try it now, daddy.

If he smashes my Chinese vase, he won't find me anymore.

Go on alone the two of you, I'm going away.

Eat first. - I'm no longer hungry, you made me lose my appetite.

I defended you though.

Why do you strike out at me too? He's mad, it's so clear.

He has a lot of money, you married him for that, didn't you?

Idiot!

Phew.

At least come down from the sidewalk! - Come on!

All the women must be shorter than me...

...otherwise they get on my nerves.

Climb down from those shoes!

Why?

What's wrong, excuse me?

I don't like to walk close to a big giraffe like you.

Don't you like tall women? Do you like the ones shorter than you?

If I were short, I'd like tall boys,...

...always brawny though.

I said take those shoes off right away! - No!

Hurry up or go away and get lost, understood?

If you think like that I prefer to go away. Bye, better, farewell!

Now take your shoes off and come with me, right? - No.

I like being tall. I'm going to the sea anyway.

Come on, take them off. - No. - Why not? Asshole!

Ugly bitch! Come on!

Leave me alone! - Stop!

Listen, what shall I do? May I come with you?

Let's go.

With my shoes though.

Wait for me, I can't run.

Keep up your arm. Arm and wrist must be tense.

Come on, let me shoot a charger. - No.

Come on! - No, buy it. Here they put everything for sale.

If I had the money, why not?

But I've to work since my mother is not rich.

That's not a play, you must be concentrate.

Can't you see that you never hit the target?

If I had the money, I'd let you see how to shoot.

Steal.

From whom, your mother?

Try it, if you can.

If you say it again, I could try it for real, you know!

I let you shoot.

Did you ever use it? - More than you, do you want to bet?

What?

Your ankle boots.

To get those you have to cut my feet first.

Take. If you hit the center I'll give you thirty thousand lire.

Have you seen, jerk? And you made me even be late.

Thanks.

Listen.

Do you want to earn three hundred thousand lire?

How? - You've to go to Tuscany to carry a briefcase and then come back.

What's in? - I don't know.

Nothing you can eat.

Something to smoke? - No.

Hard drugs? - No.

- Something that explodes? - You're asking too many questions, take it or leave it.

I can't before Sunday.

Too bad, maybe another time.

Look, I'm counting on it, I'm not afraid.

Don't worry, I'll let you earn so much money...

...that you can't even imagine.

Why did you trust me?

You don't know me, but I know who you're.

We're following you.

To be honest, I also know who you're.

Better, I used to know...

...because I have immediately forgotten that.

Did I do the right thing?

For me it's the same. I'm not afraid too.

Fuck!

You're late for the second time today.

I'm late because of a strike. I ran.

Which strike? - Bus.

Again a strike? Oh, my God!

Anyway, next time call me.

I know you're accurate and if you're late I think something has occurred to you.

Sure, next time I'll call.

So why is that bus running?

Which bus? - That one.

He may be a scab, there's a lot of them nowadays.

What's this?

It's a knife. - Yes, but how is it in my pocket?

Think, how is it in your pocket?

Must be my brother, he uses to play such jokes on me...

...but this evening I'm making my authority felt.

Hey, that's stuff for criminals.

What did you say?

Choose your words carefully.

You're making a big mistake, I'm a patriot.

Yes, the knife is mine.

I need it to defend myself against reds.

I also defend you against the Communists.

What's up, do you want to give me the sack?

Try, if you dare...

...and we'll blow the shop up before Monday.

I can understand everything, but not the disrespect towards me.

Now I'm leaving because I don't want to work any longer.

I'll be back tomorrow, if I like.

I'm an idealist. - What does it mean?

It means that I believe. - Me too, you know?

It's not only you to believe! - Don't stop me. I want to talk.

You listen.

Even if you don't understand.

I'm talking for myself, not for you, anyway.

Our society is too materialistic.

And we must fight that.

All of us must have the same ideal.

The state must be like a church.

You mean that all of us have to go to church? Do you believe in God?

I believe in Him too, so what?

No, it's another thing.

Listen in silence, so you can understand something.

Everyone must believe and obey, that's that.

Sure, it'd be so nice if all of us thought the same way...

...but everybody could do what he likes the same.

To achieve that, violence is needed though.

Hitler was almost successful.

But I wouldn't kill the inferior people.

Old, counter-productive methods.

I'd only put them out of society.

The state would be like a fortress.

A medieval castle.

And every inferior would have to be out of the castle.

And we're inside.

When you talk, I like you.

What about that thing? Love, sex, in short the physical relation..

...between a man and a woman?

Those ones inside the castle, the elect people, would do it amongst them.

All the others will be sterilized.

But inside the castle fidelity must be absolute.

Not for those who are outside. In the woods, between mud and rubbish,...

...they will be able to do it like animals.

Anyway they could produce nothing but other inferior people.

Inside the castle every woman must have only one man by law.

What about every man?

You'd not even ask this question. That's obvious,...

...only one woman.

How awful.

Better than this shitheap where we're living, don't you think?

Isn't this law too cruel maybe?

Cruel?

What are you saying?

What's cruelty? Just a word.

For example you were with Franco.

We decided that.

Just for fun, it's clear, but it's the same.

That's not cruelty, it's a duty.

And you must obey.

For me now you must make love always and only with him, understood?

I'd have even liked you but you're of Franco forever by now, understood?

Yes, I understand that...

...but for me this would be too boring.

And what if I had done almost nothing with Franco?

Might I go with another man? - Oh, no!

Did you strip naked in front of him? Hence you belong to him.

Yes, I did but almost nothing of what you think happened.

What do you want to hint at? Franco is one of us.

And you have no right to dirty his personality.

We may do that, but not you! And don't say a word more...

...otherwise I'll smash your teeth in!

Listen, I don't want even to enter that fortress, understood?

Not even for paying a visit.

But you couldn't even enter. You're an inferior one.

What's my fault?

I didn't actually ask my mother to bring me to life, right?

That's not the way to treat a lady.

Don't you see she's a bitch who never lets me speak?

Fuck you.

Do they fit you? - Yes.

Will you wear them now? And your shoes? - You can throw them away.

Thirty thousand lire.

Five thousand lire are missing. - I don't have them.

I'm sorry, sir, but prices are fixed. We don't give discounts.

Thus take them away from my feet if you can, come on.

THE AFTERNOON

Hey, there's one of the reds of the cavalcade who got left behind.

Come on, come.

Come on boys, let's go.

You have got the whole Milan, but San Babila is ours.

Wolf two calling the central station, over.

What do you want, Wolf?

The political office, it's urgent.

What's happening?

Red and fascists are coming to blows, what to do?

Close your eyes and ears and get on with it.

I don't want troubles, right?

Ok, over and bye.

Stop it! - All of them ought to be put in prison!

Let's go to police.

Keep calm, boys, we passed everything to central station.

Everything is under control.

What should we do? - So what the fuck are you doing here?

Look, they use to smash your cars.

You'd better catch him because,...

...if we caught him, we'll kill him.

Understood? We'll tear him to shreds!

We need nazism to clean up all this shit!

Forget nazism! Here dynamite is needed.

We have to take care of that by yourselves, there's no other way.

Forget it!

That's enough! It's time to stop that!

Nazism is needed! Nazism!

One-two! One-two! One-two! One-two!

I didn't hide anything.

Instead you hid it to prevent me from knowing something.

You're still cheating on me, that's true.

I saw that note.

Did you really believe that a young woman like me...

...could marry you for love?

So, apart from being a madman, you're also an idiot.

I'll show you that I'm not an idiot.

Go on, prove that.

Do not defy me! You know I can be capable of everything.

My memory is so strong.

How scared, I'm tempted to call for help.

What if I kill you immediately?

Go on!

No, dear, I'll choose the right time!

When it will be useful for me, understood?

Listen, you've been promising that for 20 years but you're not brave enough!

Why do you treat me like that?!

Because you deserve it. Because you hate my son.

You have been always making your money weigh upon me!

Better, the money you used to have, since you don't even have got it anymore.

Go on, tell that it's my fault if the work is going bad now.

Yes, it's your fault! - Sure.

You can only play the market. You used to be a good guy...

...when the horse drank everything.

Now the horse doesn't drink anymore.

The others are playing the bear market and you're thinking of devil, God and left hand!

Don't you realize you're obsolete? You're ridiculous!

That's enough! Stop it! Otherwise one day I'll blow the house up.

By the dynamite.

I told you, at eight o'clock.

Ok, that's right.

Let's toss up for who's going? - No.

This time it's up to Franco. He must try it too, sooner or later, right?

The fuse lasts for five minutes. A cigarette is enough.

You light it in the bag and then leave it in a corner.

There will be people? - Yes, why are you scared?

We'll lie by, ready to protect you.

Then you get in the car and go. Nothing wrong may happen at all.

You don't have to worry, we'll let you out,...

...like we have always been let out.

Yes, but you have never left dead people behind.

Because it never happened, but it's the same.

Where should I have to place it? - At Sesto, all of you know.

We have been seeing the place for many times. Today is the right one.

We'll meet at the metro exit, at that parking...

...in front of Standa supermarket.

I'll go along with Fabrizio. Alfredo catches a taxi...

...and Franco the subway.

Do let's find an alibi for that hour.

Now wear this jacket. - Keep calm.

Hide those little medals.

A cognac.

May I have something red and green together? Hi. - Hi.

Come with me? - Yes, sure. Where?

I've to deliver this bag to my uncle.

Is it far away? - I don't want to go alone on the subway.

Well, the subway scares me, but I'm coming anyway.

Why does it scare you? - Because it walks underground like a worm.

And it runs then.

Wait for a while. I go and pay. Excuse me, may you keep that?

A cognac.

And the rest? - Take it.

Do you want the bag? - No, you keep it. - Ah, well.

It's heavy, though.

Hey, what do you do? Are you crazy? Have you seen?

What's in here? - Eggs. - Eggs?

My business. - Why are you treating me badly?

Fabrizio told me, he gave me such a long lecture,...

...because he told that I must be definitely your girlfriend.

Listen, my dear, we won't do it always with the truncheon, will we?

No, that time it was for the heat.

I need open air for such things.

I like to do it in a car. It's even better with the bucket seats.

Phew. Come on, speak. Tell me something.

Look at yourself on the glass, you look like a sphinx.

What's a sphinx?

Did you go to school? Did you study the Egyptians?

Ah, the mummies.

Yes, the mummies too.

So I'd be a mummy for you?

No, come on, a sphinx.

Look at those bitches. - They suck!

Well, will you come to the meeting tomorrow night?

What are they talking about? - About the strike, right?

No, I do go on strike.

Tell me when, I'm staying at home to hoe my little garden in the meanwhile.

No, for God's sake, we have to picket.

Pickets, pickets...I've been picketing for all of my life!

Now I have to take care of my garden.

That's just the way things are going to hell!

Listen, do I bother you if I'm taller than you thanks to my shoes?

No. - Fabrizio does instead. Why does he bother and you not?

Can't you keep a bit quiet?

Stop! Stop it! You're getting on my nerves.

What's up with you?

That's my business. You're bothering me.

Excuse me, if I'm bothering you, Why did you want me to come with you?

Is it for the bag? Now I do want to see what's inside.

Here! Can you believe that?

Come on, keep still, don't touch, forget that, stop it!

Excuse me, are all of you from San Babila like that?

I must get off.

Why did you take the bag again?

What are you doing? Are you getting off here? Excuse me, what am I doing now?

Look, I'll tear you to shreds, got it?

Where should I go? May I come with you?

Why? Where should I go?

Go where the fuck you want, go to hell!

Yes, but where will I see you? Can you hear me? Will you be late?

Don't get in, walk away, you idiot! Keep walking.

Go, we'll follow you.

WIND'S WHISTLING, FASCIST BE CAREFUL

SQUATTED MOVIE THEATER, REQUISITION OF ALL THE VACANT AREAS, DOWN WITH SPECULATION

He's putting his name on it, wearing such glasses and pointy boots.

Asshole! - The glasses, jerk!

A glass of water, please.

Hey, commy! - What's up?

Do you know where is the dispute office? I can't find it.

I don't know, sorry.

Need something? - Yes, I want to take a look...

...at manifests. - Look here or there by yourself 'cause I'm busy now. - Hurry up!

Well, look,...

...the word "squatting" must be formatted to a higher point.

Understood? - Yes, I did. This way.

Hello?

Yes, the flyers for the Falk factory are ready.

No, we're late with the Laminati's material instead.

Yes, I hope for tomorrow around eleven o'clock.

What the fuck is he doing?

Here he's.

Quick, get in!

Done? - Yes.

Hurry up. - One moment, it doesn't start.

Shit! Go!

How long before it explodes? - Two minutes about.

It's a slow burning fuse. - Just one thing, it seemed wet to me.

Did you see the spark though?

Yes, sure.

I'd like to be already thousand kilometers far away.

It may be placed by night.

It's done by now.

It didn't explode. - Holy shit!

Shit! It didn't explode!

Yet the fuse was lit well, I'm not an idiot at all!

So also the bag has been left intact inside there. Shit!

Let's hope police will be on the wrong track.

Perhaps it's better this way.

After all, some things must be prepared better, coldly, shit!

With no anger.

The fault is mine, all of us had to get more organized.

Moreover, you must do these things in collusion with the leaders.

You must have a big plan.

If they order me to do something, I don't feel like it anymore.

Because you're still a peasant and you don't realize the importance...

...of hierarchy.

Who knows how one feels when making a massacre.

I see, I understood. We are all happy that things went like this.

We are shits.

Have at them, smash everything!

Look out! They're running into us! - Are they crazy?

Call the others! If they come back, we'll smash them in!

Ugly bastards! You impotent, damned!

Hi. - Hi.

It has been a long time since the last time I saw you all around.

I had things to do. See you later at the constituency party. - Ok, bye.

Bye. - Bye.

He's coming.

Are you you going to be late tonight? - No, till ten o'clock.

Bye. - Bye.

Hi. - Hi.

Is that one you wanted? - How nice! Thanks!

Will you offer a cup of chocolate? Let's not spend more than five hundred lire though.

Who doesn't save money doesn't go on holiday.

Do you know this morning... - By the way this morning I called you...

...at the company but you weren't there. Are you always moving around?

At what time? - It may be noon. - At noon I'm always at the storage.

You must call before eleven o'clock.

How pretentious! I call when I can. I don't like...

...to talk about love in front of my colleague. - Why? Is she jealous?

No, she's slightly just a skank.

You say that only because you don't want to introduce her to me. - Just kidding...

Look here, a sex shop. - Like in London.

Come on, go!

Excuse me, madam, I'm a journalist of "Sex and Violence" magazine.

Good morning. - Good morning, madam.

Are you willing to give me an interview?

Yes, with pleasure.

What did our beautiful lady buy in this wonderful shop...

...for impotent men?

A rubber sex, as you don't give me yours.

How much do you give me if I come with you?

I never paid any man.

Poor thing.

Hence you've to buy a rubber one on purpose!

Who knows how long she has been missing it.

What a bitch!

Hello. - Good morning. - May we have a look?

Here, look!

Lady, excuse me. Listen, lady.

Wait, you don't know what you're losing.

Do you want two at the price of one?

It's rubber stuff, sergeant. Look, just bought here, they are rubber.

Keep calm, one moment, ours is not a crime.

That's not a gross indecency, they are rubber.

You can see that clearly.

We wanted to have a demonstration...

...against this muck.

Which crime would be? - Anyway they did nothing, I can assure.

Make that shop get closed instead.

Why to close it? Christian Democrats, Communists...

...and everyone like it.

Wait. - Keep away.

Come here.

Alert that person immediately. - Yes.

Keep calm, hands down, I'm getting in by myself.

May I know why you're wasting your time with us boys...

...with such a lot of criminals all around?

Why are we going to police headquarters...

...with no sirens blaring?

If you're knocking it off a bit again, I'll let you hear the sirens for sure.

Come on, try it.

Somma Alfredo, nineteen years old, born in Pozzuoli.

Moved together with his big family to Milan being ten years old. Married with sons.

Arrested on the 25th April 1974 for a brawl at San Babila square.

Arrested again at San Babila square two months later.

Arrested again and sentenced for insulting a public official...

...and resistance against police.

Charged for affiliation with outlawed extreme right...

...subversive movements, awaiting trial...

...for illegal gun license and use of banned weapons...

...and for seditious assembly.

Arrested again with serious suspicions on taking part...

...in a bombing against the socialist headquarters at Lodi.

He was acquitted during investigation.

Dangerous element, ruffian, violent, but a good worker, disciplined.

He worked at the Alfa Romeo factory but he never took part in strikes.

He's currently employed as a storekeeper in an household appliance store.

He pays a large part of his salary to the young wife,...

...raped by him when she was fourteen years old and now mother...

...of a child two years old, later married to come out of jail.

He was a canvasser of MP Tiziani who...

...defines him as a respectful, proactive, helpful,...

...capable element but careerist.

Nextdoor neighbours describe him as a good father...

...etc.

Who are you, Dr. Jekyll himself?

Do you understand this young master?

It's true he has fun with fake cocks to scare the honest citizens...

...but then he may also be a good worker, a good father.

I'm going crazy!

He may be a perfect citizen until sunset...

...and then, after work, oops,he becomes someone else. Understood? A thug, a bomber.

One from San Babila.

To me you're a mystery, and I like to reveal mysteries.

Does fullmoon bother you by chance? Are you a werewolf?

Or are you a son of a bitch from morning till night?

Now you're playing the industrious citizen arrested for a prank,...

..who is in front of me humiliated, remorseful, very afraid that his wife...

...could be informed about his dirty tricks.

But as soon as you're out of here, you become a beast, don't you?

Hence I'll put you in jail, and you'll stay there.

Do you want to ruin me for a silly thing, commissioner?

I've my head together now, I've been being out of troubles for six months.

I've got a wife and a son, you told that too.

Me ruining you? It's impossibile. You'd be even able to persuade a director...

...of a communist newspaper that you're a victim of an abuse of power, of an injustice.

Infact you always find a job.

Well, even if one did some evil, one has the right to work.

Let's not talk about rights, because I know a lot of people...

...who did less evil than you but they have been being in troubles for years.

Instead, every time you're out, you find promptly a job...protections.

That's the other doctor Jekyll's side!

Thus, guess what we're doing?

Do you let me go? - Bravo. And do you know why?

Because I didn't commit any crime?

No, I let you go because I'm convinced that sooner or later...

...your mistery will be revealed in a Court of Assizes.

Maybe with a life sentence.

Go. I recommend you, tell him a good lie...

...otherwise he will suspect and fire you.

And if you lose your job, this time I'm sending you back to your village. Go!

Take, sign the warning and then you may go.

Listen, commissioner, I've considered things and I just want to talk.

Do you have two minutes? - Two minutes, no more time.

Well, with all the due respect for police and order, I mean,...

...I'd like to know why, if we make an unimportant joke,...

...people protest, call the police and you run and arrest us, while...

...at San Babila you pretend you didn't see anything.

Yet protests by reds are not missing.

I'm in the vice squad, you've to ask...

...the politic squad this question.

Ok, but police is one, isn't it? Correct me if I'm wrong.

Did you notice that when a brawl occurs at San Babila...

...citizens don't use to call? Do you know why?

Because they know that we're for order after all.

Well, in short, we're useful to a lot of people.

And people who don't protest and let us do, are on our side.

Now reach a conclusion.

The conclusion is simple.

You can't break our balls if we have fun...

...with a rubber cock without hurting a fly.

At least for gratitude.

No, you're wrong at this point.

This time the persons themselves who help you with their silence,...

...have happened to protest.

Have I been clear?

If everyone's against you, I arrest you because you're useless for us.

And look, I'm already doing you a favour, only warning you.

If I wanted to, I could find a lot of crimes not to let you get out.

Anyway, my turn next time.

Sign now, take this stuff and go.

The time of my patience is over.

Once you could see subversives flying down from the windows.

Now only rubber cocks.

THE EVENING

May we have a little talk?

It dipends on what I earn from that.

A whisky at least. - Ok.

Hey guys, see you later at San Babila.

We're waiting for you.

Let's go there.

If you give me thirty thousand lire, I'll give you a scoop.

Two whiskies, please. - Immediately, sir.

A bomb was placed inside the syndicate's office at Via Bevaglia.

It didn't explode for a defect of the fuse. But if you hurry up,...

...you can still find it there.

Well, I'm giving you another interesting piece of news for you and your friends...

...but you've to give me the thirty thousand lire back.

It dipends, if it's worth, why not? Business is businness,...

...as the Jews say.

The fuse of that bomb has not even been lighted.

The bomber was afraid, he left the bag and he left off.

You're smart, but you're a big son of a bitch.

Give me the name of the bomber...

...and I'll give you fifty thousand lire.

For such a piece of news half a million would be needed at least, right?

It's too much for me, there may be another time.

Only police could pay such a price.

Listen, tell me the truth, you're left wing, you're red, aren't you?

Yes.

What do you say about us? Do we scare you?

I'd really like a real war would break out between you and us.

Currently we're only at the border battles.

Are you waiting for police to move us out by chance?

You're wasting your time.

Want to know what left wing people say about you? I tell you.

They say you're only muppets moved by those who have power.

That your leaders first put you in troubles...

...and then they leave you as soon as you're caught.

And that you're so stupid that you cover up and hide them.

Look, you're the stupid ones indeed. They leave us in a manner of speaking.

Don't you see that we're always out in the end?

And then, even if it were like you say, you've to bear in mind...

...that we like what we do.

And you can't understand that.

You're only good at talking...

...but you're not men of action.

The more dangerous an action is, the more pleasure we get.

An action is better than a shag. Am I getting the idea across?

The proof of the pudding is in the eating.

You didn't tell me why you don't come and attack us at San Babila.

We're waiting for Milan to lose patience...

...and then they will take the chance to tear you to shreds if you don't hurry...

...to take refuge in San Vittore's prison.

For example, if you pass through there this evening, I'll 'ave your arse like that!

And the people won't say anything. My time at your disposal...

...is over. Cheers to Duce!

Bye. Anyway keep in touch when you need money.

Fresh news though.

Hi. - Hi. - How are things?

Do you know what I've been doing during the hour of accountancy? - No.

I wrote a love letter to my girlfriend.

Come on! If so, why do you go to school?

Why? If you don't even pay attention to all the lessons. - What?! Are...

...you angry because I wrote you a love letter?

You told me you've an exam the day after tomorrow. What about that blessed graduation?

I promised that, you'll see I get it, but you must not keep guard over my studying...

...otherwise I feel like spiting you.

Listen, can't you understand that you're spiting yourself too this way?

Well, do you want to know what I wrote or do you want we quarrel?

Come on, give me this letter.

How excessive! - Why? Isn't like that?

Come on.

If you give me one hundred thousand lire, I'll say nothing to anyone.

About what?

Don't pretend you have not understood.

You know very well what I'm talking about.

I haven't got hundred thousand lire.

If you haven't got them, ask your mother.

I'll give you the money, but give me some time.

Within tomorrow, ok? - No, I can't within tomorrow.

Listen, it's pointless you're trying to be too clever.

Either tomorrow you give me the money, or I slag you off in front of everyone, clear?

Ok, but it was impossible.

There were people all around. You can't imagine how many, they'd have tore me to shreds...

...because I'd have been discovered immediately.

Hence nothing. Nothing would have been exploded in any case.

So, I might as well...

Everyone amongst us has been beated, everyone has been in jail...

...the fact is you have no guts!

Phisically and as to temper you would be one of them.

Don't try to betray us otherwise you end up at the cemetery right away, clear?

You're wrong and I'll show you.

Listen, come here, I've to tell you something.

What do you want? - Come closer.

Come on, make room, let them pass.

Get in, you've to take me to the doctor. I can't go to...

...gynaecologist by myself. - What about me?

Do I introduce myself as your husband?

What has a son to do with his mother's ovaries and uterus?

Nothing! Run, here you're breaking everyone's balls.

But you came out of my little belly.

So it's better that you let the doctor remove everything.

Come on, is it possible that I can't ever ask you anything?

You're always saying no!

Come on, what are you losing?

They won't take San Babila away...

...if you're away for a hour.

I think soon you'll be seeing me for one hour per week.

A hour just for you.

What do you mean? - That I'll end up in jail, that's what I mean.

I want to go on holidays at state expense.

Are you satisfied? So you will pay me a visit.

And we'll talk about what you did for me. There's a lot of things, you know.

My God! What have you done? - Nothing, unfortunately.

But I want to do something worth of San Vittore's jail...

...to get out of this shitheap!

Now go away!

Go away, it's better.

You can't talk to me like that. - Stop it! I'm not a child at all!

Go away!

Wait! - I said go away!

Go away!

What about this one?

No way! - Let's see what they are going to screen in the second room.

I like him, he's a good director.

He's not bad, but sometimes they let him make some bullshits.

That's right, rejected.

It's like that, I tell you. Hi. - Hi. - Hello.

What's this? - Have you seen that guy?

Make him eat it.

Are you sure he's a red?

I can recognize those leeches from afar. Don't you see?

I watched it twice, I'm sure he's the same actor. - No, another one.

What a blockhead!

I want to see what you'll do.

I'm not doing anything.

You must get away with it by yourself.

Think it over, either you drop right away or you must conclude.

Take this.

No, better, you know what? I'm even hungry. Come on, let's go inside and have something.

I have stomach cramps. - No, please!

Let's eat at my home later. Let's not spend other money, there's no need at all.

What are you waiting for? - A better place.

It's up to me to decide when and where. They're mine, right?

Hurry! Hurry up! Don't break our balls.

Guys, get off. Franco wants to beat two reds.

Let's go and see if he can do that.

- Ok, I park the car and I reach you right away. - I do park it.

You must not venture to touch this car, understood?

Come on, let him try it, ok?

Look, we're losing them.

Come on, we'll have some fun.

Why doesn't he steal another car to try?

I want to try this one. What's it? Maybe a woman?

Ok, park but be careful,...

...look, I'll cut your hands.

Come on, run into them. - Well, are you afraid?

Afraid of what? Not here, don't worry, I want to give them a lot of wallopings.

By yourself though.

Look, he's robust.

Anyway it begins within ten minutes, we have enough time to eat something.

I like to watch movies from the beginning. - No, wait, this way.

Excuse me,...

...if it's not a giallo, it's the same thing anyway. What's the matter?

Look, they're going to movies. Be quick before they enter.

Go!

Let's go to the bar at the corner there, we're taking only a few minutes.

You know I don't like to watch movies when they are already started.

Excuse me, we're wasting more time on discussing.

We should have already done. It's a matter of a few minutes.

Let's enter right away.

Come on, I'm hungry, my love, let's run. - Have you got a light please?

One moment. So, what have you decided?

- I've got no lighter. - Ok, let's go and have a sandwich.

Thanks goodness!

What the fuck have you done?

I'm waiting for a darker place.

Sometimes you're nerve-racking. - Nerve-racking me?

And you, thus?

Listen, we're getting really ridiculous.

It's a bad sign...

...when a couple quarrels with no real reason, you know, I'm serious.

It's because we rarely see each other.

Let's be together right away, without waiting for my graduation.

What? I wasn't expecting that from you.

Well, what the fuck are you doing?

Now it's up to me to decide. Let's wait for a better place.

What's up? - I can't find a place to park here.

Come on, search thoroughly, go to Liberty square.

I'll try. Who they are? - Those two ones, hurry up.

Ok.

...that snack bar we went to the other time. - Which one?

The one behind the corner.

Is it near? - Yes, come on.

Can't you remember that time? - No, I can't.

And yet I already saw her.

But I can't remember where. Maybe at Rapallo or in front of school.

At San Vittore? - No, not at such places.

I saw her a lot of times though, I'm sure about that.

Holy cow! As soon as I'm graduated we'll have a big party...

...and we'll invite all our friends. Do you like it? - Sure.

Look out!

At this time everyone feels like being Nicky Lauda. Were you afraid?

Don't exaggerate, it has been a case. - Yes, but let's go home.

That guy wasn't a mad. I'd swear that he just had it in for us.

Forget it. Let's eat and everything will go by.

May we have two sandwiches please? - Filled by what?

I don't know, fill them by those small artichokes.

What do you drink? - A vermouth.

Well, a vermouth and a chinotto.

What's the matter with you? - I don't know but let's come back home.

Are you still scared? - Yes, we ought not to have come here.

There's a lot of fierce faces all around.

We always read on newspapers about what happens..

...at San Babila and then we couldn't care less about that.

Take.

A chinotto, please.

Come on, drink, it's good for you.

Lend me the money, so we pay and go away.

Well, I pay a chinotto, a vermouth and two sandwiches. Come on, let's go.

This way. - Yes.

You're an asshole, you let them escape. - What the fuck do you want?

Don't you have your own eyes, do you?

You dragged out too much, you wanted to do that by yourself.

I do the fucking way I like! Better, get off my balls! Understood?

Stop being such assholes! Let's find another red,...

...who cares about that guy!

No, I want him and no one else.

Once I chose a prey, I won't change.

Like an hunter.

They're over there! Come on!

Where are you going?

Wait, where are you going? - Get out of my way! - One moment!

Taxi!

No, excuse me, I called first. - If you want to bully me, you're wrong.

Chickens, you're afraid!

You're running away, aren't you?

Stop!

Stop!

Go!

Look out.

Leave me alone!

Leave me alone!

Leave her alone!

Help!

Help!

Killers! Cowards!

What's up? - Give me your bag. - One moment, wait.

Hold it, throw it far away!

Far away where?

How come...?

What's up? What happened? Are you ill?

Honey, are you ill?

What happened?

Honey.

What's up with you? Tell your mommy.

What's happened? Tell me, honey, speak, let off steam.

Leave me alone!

I don't want to know, don't tell me anything.

Mommy, I don't want to be put in jail!

Don't cry, come on.

Everything will be fine, you'll see.

I don't want...I'm afraid.

Be good.

Here's your mommy to protect you.

You'll see, I'll help you. Stop it! Don't cry.

That's where I saw her.

Come on, let's go.

BECOME COMMUNIST Come with us to renew our Nation

Come on, let's go, are you crazy?

Come on, people are coming.

Translation by pernod, checked and revised by quidtum, 2010