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So?

Carletto.

- Yes?
- A glass of water, please.

- Shall we dance?
- No, I don't feel like it.

- Why? What's wrong?
- Nothing.

You're nervous tonight.

If I don't go, 10 other people
will be immediately ready to leave.

What does it change?

You have certain ideas...

A year and a half in Sicily.

We'll put together a new department,
we need specialized workers.

- Engineer, he is only "qualified".
- We'll upgrade him to "specialized".

For once I get the opportunity
to move up...

No way!

She makes trouble.

Let's go dancing.

- Are you married?
- No.

That's better, less complications.
With the transfers...

- How old is he?
- Seventy years old.

They are treated well.

They can't complain.

The only trouble is melancholy.

They feel abandoned.

If they don't get used to it,
they'll end up dying of sadness.

- Is he a relative of yours?
- No, he's...

- Your father?
- Yes.

Well, then...

If you can't avoid it,
you must resign yourself to it.

What is it?

We inform passengers that the flight
will depart in 45 minutes. Thank you.

There they are!

Dad!

- Engineer Tommasini?
- Yes, it's me.

I am Lo Giudice,
pleased to meet you.

Dr. Valpiani could not come.
Thank you. Miss.

The car is outside.
Did you have a good trip?

Yes, thank you.

- Excuse me.
- Please.

- Have you been with us long?
- Three or four months.

- Where did you get your degree?
- Rome.

With who?

- Professor Tesorieri.
- Ah, I see.

- What department do you work in?
- Sulfuric.

What do you think?

Well, look... It's barely
four months, but it's good.

I don't think I can give
a very exact opinion.

I have been working there
since I got out of university.

Look how he comes in the road!

They act like they are in the fields.
On such a busy road.

He came out like a squirrel.
He's just so uneducated!

That animal should be in the fields

and not in the streets!

This morning a cyclist
cut me off the road!

I almost crashed
against the wall, you know?

You have to have nerves of steel.

Nowadays

cars just appear suddenly
in front of your eyes.

Stunning stuff, you know?

Look at that.

Do you see all those lights?

Those are our plants.

Let's phone Morandi tonight.

I don't think we can find him.

You still have to eat, go.
Thank you, good evening.

- Good evening.
- Are you also staying here?

No, I live with my family.

- Good evening, madam, how are you?
- Fine, thank you. Welcome back.

- Has anybody called for me?
- Nobody.

I need a room for Mr. Cabrini.

Thank you, very kind.

Number 24, on the second floor.

Bye, see you.

Go upstairs, see you later. So...

Engineer, for the room of Mr.
Cabrini, no more than four days.

- They have already booked it....
- Yes, three or four days.

The time to find a guesthouse.

- Do I get my usual room?
- Yes.

Spaghetti are ready.
The chickens are ready too.

Tell me, or they'll close.

- What do you have?
- Do you know what time it is?

- We should closes by 9:30 here.
- I didn't know that.

- Would you like it dry or in broth?
- It's the same.

- Do you have the coupons?
- No, I just got here.

- Then you'll pay me.
- All right. Thank you.

At this hour? You work too much,
dear engineer! You work too much!

It doesn't seem so, but in this job

when it's evening
one is tired, believe me.

You know what it means to
be in two and serve 100 people?

Plus lunch?

Ninety, a hundred,
one hundred and fifty even.

If only I was done!
I'll go home and start over.

My wife is not here,
you have to make do.

Our baby is at the hospital,
so she sleeps at my mother's.

He's been in treatment
for over two months.

They still don't know what
exactly is wrong with him.

Here the doctor always
said that he had an ear infection.

Then we showed it
to a professor and apparently not.

Does he feel any pain?

How do you know?
He's a few months old.

He cries and everything
he eats, he spits.

- Sorry.
- Plain pasta for the engineer.

- Excuse me.
- Please.

Good evening. Engineer Tommasini
told me to tell you

that tomorrow morning you'll have to
go to the desk and ask for Bertinotti.

- All right, thank you.
- You're welcome.

- 17, please.
- Right away.

- Thank you.
- Good night.

- Mine. Quarter to eight.
- All right.

- I'm calling Milan, ma'am.
- Can I have 30?

- Thank you.
- 39, thank you.

- Good night.
- Number 24.

To be at the plant at eight o'clock?

- There is a bus at 7:30.
- Thank you.

- I'm going out, madam. Goodbye.
- Good night.

If I don't go, 10 other people
will be immediately ready to leave.

Plus...
They'll promote me to "specialized".

What are you afraid of?

That once away,
I won't show up anymore?

- A coffee.
- 40.

Good evening!

Who is it?

- Hello?
- Alarm clock.

Thank you. Excuse me.

I should meet with Mr. Bertinotti.

First floor.

- Mr. Bertinotti.
- He'll be right down, have a seat.

- Take a seat.
- Thank you.

Engineer Padellaro
to Ammonium Sulfate.

Salvatore Clementelli
is urgently awaited at PS3.

- Yes, please come in.
- Thank you.

Mr. Bertinotti is busy.

Meanwhile, these are your cards.
Excuse me a moment.

- Hello?
- Come in. Can we come in?

May we?

Only the young lady can come in.

If all employees
were accompanied by relatives...

It's no use,
they don't want to use the mask.

It's been too many years now,
too many.

It's been generations since
they've been used to another life.

In the early days, when it rained,
they didn't come to work.

For them, when it rains,
everything stops.

They don't have an industrial
mindset, there's nothing to do.

We would have to start
all over again.

Michelino, come here!

Good morning.

Attention! Attention!

Yesterday evening,
along Via Enrico Toti,

Via Gargallo, Via Garibaldi,
or at the Splendido Cinema

a wallet was lost.
It containing 5,000 lire

and papers of great importance
for the owner.

Who found it
can keep as a gift the 5,000 lire,

but is requested to deliver
the papers to the owner

sending them by mail.

When the sun is shining

and makes hills and mountains golden

when the night is losing color

my thoughts greet you.

When the night is losing color

my thoughts greet you.

Hurray for Mary,

hurray for Mary.

Hurray for Mary
and He who created Her.

Children, how many times
do I have to repeat it to you?

When you enter the church,
you don't speak,

you don't run, you don't laugh,

no spitting! Above all, pray.

Don't move, children.

Calm down.

Sit down!

Calm!

Stay in your seats.

Leave the dog alone!

Don't touch him!

Children!

- Good morning.
- May I help you?

- It was for a room.
- Please, come in.

- Come in, come in.
- Thank you.

- When would that be for?
- As soon as you can.

I don't know how long I can stay
at the guesthouse at the plant.

There, you see?
Everything is occupied now.

There is that bed in the back.
It's free in a few days.

I'll show you another room.

This one is available right now,

but it's a single room,
it costs 10, 12,000 lire a month.

There, you see?
This one has a nice balcony.

You can see the street,
go out for some air.

How much?

In the early days it was fine,
but now it's not worth it.

They got smart,
they raised the prices.

Now life here
costs the same as in Milan.

Some things even more.

Before I could save something,
now it's not enough.

There is no longer a big convenience
to come down here to work.

If one has family here, maybe.

So many have brought their wives,
but it's a sacrificed life.

- They don't make it.
- They're good people.

They have always starved.

Now they see a little money
and get shocked.

There are school teachers
who are laborers.

They save some money
and start to build their house.

It doesn't matter if they leave
the work half done,

the important thing
is to have four bricks.

They eat bread and lemon,
bread and carob,

the rest they put away
to pay their debts.

They plant orange trees, especially
lemons and tangerines, it's faster.

A few years go by and
as soon as the trees have fruits

they leave the factory
and go to live in a field.

If it's to work, they work.

They're just a little crazy,
they're being a little effervescent.

The sun is really hot

and they can't vent the steam.

- Do you want to smoke?
- No, thank you.

- You don't want a cigarette?
- No.

I was one of the first
to come here.

You should have seen it,
all Algerians.

They came to work
with the sack of food.

Now they all have the
folder under their arm,

they all look like engineers.

They've moved up in the world.

What a show!
The people here are incredible.

It lasts for a week,
but they splurge all year long.

You have to see the women
how they are disguised.

They don't speak
so you can't recognize them.

Why are you honking?

As soon as they get off the donkey,
they start racing! I don't get it!

They don't know how to drive,
better they drive a merry-go-round!

Idiot, watch where you put your feet,
I'm not wearing clogs!

Stay together or you'll get lost.

In that case, we'll meet by the car.

Excuse me! And back off!

Let's stay together.

Did you see what I found?
It looks like a three-door closet.

Be sure to leave me some!

I hope it's not a man,
with the excuse of the masquerade...

He has been drinking again.

May I?

Here are the papers.
I've already signed them.

We must take a decision
and make him go.

If you take away the wine, what
is left to these poor old people?

- Where are you from?
- From Catania. You?

- I come from the north.
- Poor guy, he's from the north!

It's far away, I'll give you
a little kiss to comfort you.

- No, it's forbidden.
- Then it's not even nice.

It will be beautiful!

See you at the finish line!

To the gate! To the gate!

We won!

You didn't win, you cheated!
It's your turn to pay, engineer.

No, everything is regular!

We are always the ones paying!

Enjoy!

Go to sleep, go!

Here, take it.

You're a cuckold. I'm not saying it
to you, but to the horse.

Who is it?

Go, go!

I saw you, huh?
Where are you going now?

Come out, if you dare.

Do we want to end this?
Aren't you tired of making noise?

- They're doing the shenanigans.
- Are they? Go to sleep!

One moment. Excuse me, eh?

Thank you, too kind.

Holy Virgin!

Here, look, the keys.

This is the front door,
this one is the gate.

All right. The toilet doesn't open?

No, there is a trick.
Come, I'll show you.

When it opens, you have to lift,
give a strong blow

And push the door a little bit.

Please take a seat.
I'll have you served right away.

Michele?

Sir, look.

Here, there's mail for you.
It's been here for two days.

When the mail arrives, I put it here.
You look at it too, I forget.

- Thank you.
- You've been shopping, huh?

The door!

Excuse me, eh? Good morning.

Who told you that?

Was it Marco?

- That face of...
- There's no point in getting angry.

I'm supposed to be angry.

Aren't you angry?

I am offended and disappointed.

And now I want to ask you something.

You need to answer me truthfully.

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

Do you still want to marry me?

Now? How could we...

I didn't ask you when.

I just wanted to know
if you still wish to marry me.

- There is no water.
- How come?

They close it on Sundays.

- Would you like some of mine?
- No, thank you.

- It's fresh, clean.
- Thank you, don't bother.

No bother. Come, come.

Please come in, I will pour it.
Don't worry.

Thank you.

Luckily I took a jug spare.
I did well, didn't I?

So hot!

Do I pour it on your back?

Have you felt how cool it is?
Do you like it?

Thank you, that's enough.

In the letter you wrote me
you just give me news of my father.

You don't tell me
anything about yourself.

How are you?

How's your mood?

Why haven't you written to me?

It's been 15 days since I sent you
a postcard and you haven't replied.

My address is still the same,
the one at the boarding house,

the last one I sent you.

Say hello to everyone and...

A kiss to you.

Dear Giovanni.

I received the postcard,
then your letter.

I didn't answer because I didn't know
if you wanted me to write to you.

When I received your letter
I was a little afraid.

I wanted to open it right away,
but I always lacked the courage.

As I walked up the stairs.
I was excited and happy,

then suddenly I was
almost afraid of my own happiness.

I got scared... I don't know why.

I thought about everything.

The bad thoughts were many,
more than the beautiful ones.

I also thought it might be
your last letter.

I was scared, I confess.

I had lost trust and hope too.

Now I'm sorry
that I thought badly of you.

I saw your father, he's fine.

He told me to say hi to you.

In the evening he stands in front
of Mrs. Seminari's door.

They keep it open because it's hot.

So he watches TV.

And so he doesn't go to the tavern.

To sum up, the reaction gas,

ethylene, air and the inhibitor,

through special machines,

are heated
and passed through a reactor

from which the gas comes out...

Dearest Liliana, here
a terrible heat has come down,

60 degrees in the sun
and 45 in the shade.

It's fine only
at the company school

because they have air conditioning.

I wonder how hot
it will be there, too.

Do you still go dancing
in the evening?

I don't go here,
there are no dance halls.

But it's not just that.

I was used to dancing with you,
I don't like to dance with others.

Even on Sundays I'm disoriented.
I go a little here, a little there.

Without my motorcycle
I don't know where to go.

Write to me as soon as you can.
I'm happy when I go back home

and the landlady tells me
that I have mail.

Greetings to my dad
and everyone else.

A kiss to you.

Dear Giovanni,

how many days have passed
since your departure!

More than two months now.

Since then I haven't gone dancing.

I didn't want to go
to that dance hall again.

I didn't want to see our friends,
I was afraid they'd ask about you.

Maybe with evil smiles,
you know how they do.

I would have been ashamed of myself.

Then all the memories
we had together...

We met there when I was
I was accompanying my older sister.

I was 15 or 16 years old.
Do you remember?

You had just gotten back
from the military service.

I never told you, but the first time
you asked me to dance.

I told you no
because I didn't know how to.

I had myself taught at home,
by my friends,

so every night I waited for you
to ask me again.

So many more memories since then,
good and bad.

Since you left, even the bad ones
have become dear to me.

All together, at times,
they made me want to cry.

But I didn't want to cry,
I wanted to be strong.

Then I was rehearsing
how to give up the hope

in case you didn't want
to come back.

I was trying to push you away
and to erase you from my thoughts.

Now, thankfully
everything has changed.

The sad thoughts
already seem far away.

What beautiful letters
you write me, Liliana!

How well you say the things
you want to say.

I'm not that good and maybe
I can't tell you everything I want.

But I'm sure
you understand me anyway.

Because I see that the things you
write to me are the same as I feel.

And you say them for me too.

You know, maybe this trip
has been good for both of us.

Maybe it was the distance

that helped us understand
so many things.

We have been engaged for so long.

How many years...

More than engaged, you know.

Yet we never confided in each other.

We never talked to each other
the way we were supposed to.

We each kept our own thoughts

and were content to be together.

But maybe this togetherness of ours
had become just a habit.

We didn't realize
that we were alone again.

We're much closer now.

I realized it when I thought back
to our moments spent together

it seems to me to start
all over again,

of reliving the same things,
but as if we're both different.

Better.

Hello? Hello?

Liliana?

Hello.

It's me, Giovanni.

No, nothing, just because...

I felt like calling you.

What's up?

Nothing!

I phoned you because
I thought today is Sunday

and it is half the price.

How are you doing?

No, it's better now.

There's a storm coming in here.

What are you doing?

No, I have to go to work now.
I have the bus in fifteen minutes.

Today I do not feel
like going to work.

I would gladly stay home.

If I miss one day,
they go on anyway.

- Three minutes!
- All right, thank you.

I will call you next Sunday.

But you write anyway.
Don’t forget! Bye!