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THE HAPPY GHOST

There! He's coming back. Look, Giovanna!

I know, Lia. Keep quiet. Let him pass through.

He's going down the column!

The chair! Did he hurt himself?

Hush! He knows the way.

Easy. Take it easy! - Be careful!

The usual caress for his granddaughter.

Watch out! He's bumped into it!

He's back to his picture! - Finally!

My God, what a feeling! Look, he always seems alive!

Maybe he's returned for the reading of the will.

You think so? - Of course! Poor Pantaleo.

Why are you standing there bewitched? The coffee is getting cold.

We're here.

Come on, dear.

That's a fine fixation you got there, eh?

Everyone is fixated on something. - Such as our fine dear ghost!

Watch it! I forbid you to make fun of this! - Don't bother arguing with him.

You may go. - Alright, ladies.

My sister and I are perfectly calm,

but you, on the other hand, are all nerves, with the reading of the will.

You've been agitated for 22 months.

How you fume! - I think it's wrong, making us wait so long.

Asdrubale's telegram makes it clear that he's nervous too.

Maybe, more than me! - He's furious! How can we get along with a lion hunter!

I don't want it, it's cold! - I don't think so.

This talk is useless.

The notary said only now we can know the will of poor Pantaleo. He'll explain.

This is why you're calm: unmarried, no worries, a nice income fit for ten!

But you are poor?

I have three daughters to think about, without your income! - Why?

Do the girls go without? - I know they were sent away, but that's your fault.

Even the dearly departed was against it. - The dearly departed knew nothing!

Pantaleo! - Modern colleges, my dear!

A very modern institution. The best discipline.

The best discipline. The strictest school.

Rosa, Lilli and Titti are three girls that I can honestly say,

The wagon will take us to a back road

and who knows how far, we'll have to walk to get to our villa.

We'll get there in forty-five minutes. - If we don't stop.

By the time the school notices we're gone, we'll be at home.

Yeah, don't worry.

He's not cute, but how smart he is! - What music he writes!

Think we'll be able to get someone to hear us?

Whatever it takes. We can run away from home as well as school.

We can go to the city!

# If the heart is sad sometimes in the city's fray,

fly far away from the loud noise, go far far away.

If the dreamer takes refuge from a love that will no longer do,

in the tempting silence of a country everywhere blue,

Under a sky blue, under a mountain blue,

near a lake blue, rises a lovely village with wisteria blue.

The little women in blue, with eyes of blue, gather flowers blue,

under a beautiful sky painted blue.

The bluebirds on the branches blue, warble choo, choo, choo, choo.

The trains blue, with smoke blue, carry all to a blue country who seek

under a sky blue, under a mountain blue, near a lake blue

that lovely village with wisteria blue. #

Lord, how tired I am! - We've been walking for three hours!

Shall we ring? - No, we'll wake up everyone. - Then what?

I know where the key is. Wait here.

But you'll have to climb the wall! - Big deal!

There she is! She did it!

Hurry, get inside.

Oh! Look, Lilli! - What is it?

Look!

How scary it looks like the trunk of a man!

Is it fake? - No, see the legs! - And the arms. - It's a real man!

Lord! - Suppose.. - He looks like he's asleep. - Or sick.

Excuse me, Sir. Did you faint? - How can he answer if he fainted?

If he doesn't answer, it means he fainted. - What if he's drunk?

A moan. He's not drunk, he's sick.

He's really in a bad way! - Yes.

Come on, courage! Let's carry him inside. - Who'll bring him?

The three of us! You take the legs. You this part.

Off the ground.

Come on! Courage!

He didn't look heavy, but boy does he feel it!

Get up! Get up!

What can we do? - Revive him. - Let's give him something to drink.

A glass of water, quickly.

Wouldn't a glass of wine be better?

Of course!

And something to eat..

but not too much.

Something to gnaw on.

He's hungry. - Let's bring him to the dining room.

Yes, yes! The dining room! The dining room!

I hope you don't wake someone up!

We arrived, this is the door. - The light is on the right.

Hurry! - That's it.

It's really him! - How strange! - Who imagined to find you here!

You know me?

Thank goodness, you know who I am!

Of course. - Like we wouldn't know you!

All the better. This way you can tell me.

What? - Who I am. Because I..

don't know.

Stay up! Stay up!

How eccentric! These artists!

What a beautiful home! - It's ours.

Maestro? - Oh. - Why are you here?

You look poorly right now.

I'm beyond poorly, my daughters..

Since yesterday.. no food!

Come, don't worry. - Leave it to us.

OK, hurry!

Look, Lilli! Look, Titti!

It's even more amazing!

Uncle Pantaleo! - Uncle Pantaleo!

Uncle Pan-a-mayo!

We've only now noticed the resemblance.

Without that beard, he looks just like the maestro, even if he's more elegant.

How do you find yourself, Maestro? - Yes, I'm finding myself.. but I'm weak.

My knees are knocking together.. - Oh, Maestro! - I don't understand anything.

Maestro? What maestro? I don't know who I am! I'm certainly not a maestro!

What? But with songs, you're.. - Don't explain! Don't explain!

Where do we eat? - He's right! No more chatter.

Here, have a seat. This is the table. - Yes, the table.

Sit down. - This is the table.. what do I eat?

Do I eat this? - No, that's the china! - Then what?

Here you go. - Who'll go to the pantry? - Me. - No!

Me. I know where all the good stuff is.

I know where it is too! - Me too!

Don't argue, all three of you can go. - But who will help you?

You stay. - No, I'm afraid to stay alone with him. - What'll we do then?

I see.. I must die! - No! No!

You two stay.

Is the pantry far? - No.

Thank God!

Battista, what's going on? - I don't know, Sir.

Let's go see. - Let's go.

No, my children, I already told you, it's useless to insist.

How good I feel! This is excellent!

Here's another bottle. - Thank you.

Why not? Aren't you Maestro Alberto of Torrefiorita?

I tell you no! Oh! Now, I've eaten and I feel good.

Look at the cover of this song. - Lemme see.

Isn't this you? - No, It looks like it, but it's not.

And that man in the picture. - Uncle Pantaleo?

Uncle Pantaleo! He looks like me,

but all the same, I'm not him!

Naturally, he's dead! - But Maestro Alberto is not dead.

He's alive! - You're not dead! - Me? Come now! I almost died!

Then you are yourself! - No, for goodness sake!

Who could it be? - Pantaleo! - He's out again?

Where's he going at this hour? - He was an insomniac, remember?

Let's go see.

Turn on the lights!

Battista, it's them! - Yes, the young ladies, if I'm not mistaken!

What are they doing here? Take this.

I say: what's going on? What are you doing?

Daddy! - Did we wake you? - Daddy, how are you? How are you?

A nice surprise! - I bet you didn't expect us. - What nice surprise?

I order you to explain why you're now here and without telling me!

Come on! Answer!

Right! The surprises of the modern colleges! The best education!

The best discipline! The strictest school!

Dear aunties! - How are you? - Wait a minute!

First tell me what happened and why you're here.

You know, Daddy.. - Know what? - Rosa, you tell him.

The school caught on fire. - Fire?

Now let's kiss our aunts! - Excuse us.

Dear Aunt! - An inferno with such smoke!

What a fright! - The flames were this high!

One moment, what story is this? - What is this? - Nothing, just a fire!

It's not the first time a school caught on fire, right, Daddy?

We had to leave our books. - But, who's that?

Who's that? Did he come with you?

Yes, Daddy. He had fainted outside the gate. - And we restored him.

Who is he?

Hey!

Tell us who you are, please!

And what were you doing fainting in front of our house?

I was waiting for the sun to rise. Yes, I have with me..

a regular invitation from the notary Pensabene, it says.

But without the help of the young ladies maybe I would've joined, who knows,

the soul of Uncle Pantaleo.

Giovanna! Giovanna, look at him! It's amazing! - It's incredible!

It's him without a beard!

I don't like this. Not at all.

It's not my fault. - What is this story about the notary? - Here, read it.

The notary was looking for me for two years! - Which one?

Pensabene, or so he says!

And how could he find me, if I didn't know who I was either!

You didn't know? - What?

I must attend the reading of the will, even though I'm not interested.

Aunt! - Feel..

Feel how my heart beats! - Feel mine too!

Now I get it! The will of Uncle Pan-a-mayo!

Pantaleo. - Yeah, Pantaleo! The will of Uncle Pantaleo!

"I, the noble Gregory Pantaleo Giuseppe Alberto Paulo Santamaura,"

"being of sound mind and body, etc, etc."

"Given that: First:"

"Having always suffered from an inclination towards amorous adventures,"

"I had one with a rider of a renowned circus,"

"known by the nickname of Mary Astor."

"Second: I learned after the fact that"

"two twin boys were born from our relationship."

"Third: As many searches as I've made,"

"I haven't been able to track down neither the rider or the twins."

Poor imbecile! To believe a circus rider!

What do you say, Cousin Asdrubale? - I don't understand such things.

A lion hunter.. couldn't understand a skirt hunter!

Show a more proper behavior! - Respect the memory of our relative!

A circus rider can be taken more seriously than a lion hunter.

Repeat what you just said! Let's go, repeat it!

I don't take orders from anyone! I speak only once. Once is enough.

You won't repeat it! You see, he won't repeat it.

No.

Let's continue.

"Fourth: I, Pantaleo, etc, etc.."

"I authorize my dear, beloved and faithful friend.. "

I am moved.

"Notary Salvatore Pietro Paolo Pensabene to continue research"

"for my twin sons according to the directions enclosed aside."

"And in the presence of them or of one of them,"

"that my will, included in the sealed envelope, must be read. "

Then it'll never be read! - That's just great!

I have an expedition in Africa. I'll wait to leave only for the inheritance!

Then, you'll be staying here awhile. - I'm afraid so too.

How happy the lions will be!

Don't you provoke me! Shut up!

Gentlemen, come! If you continue to interrupt me, we can't go on!

Silence, by Jove! Continue if you please.

We're listening. - Oh, finally!

So, I think I've tracked down one of the twins.

What? Why are you so agitated? - What, I can't be agitated?

Yes, but be calm now. Be calm. - Fine, I'm calm.

I think I have tracked down one of the twins,

after 22 months of research and investigation.

What story are you giving us, Sir? - Don't tell us any tall tales!

Tall tales? - Yes!

Who would this dear twin be, who has just popped up like a mushroom?

Yeah, who is this twin?

You are! - No.. - Yes, him, gentlemen!

Don't you see the amazing similarity with our unforgettable Pantaleo?

Then.. I would be..

Yes, you would be!

My heart told me so! - Me too! We were right.

Ah, here!

Come to my arms, my nephew! - And mine!

Come here, dear! How much you must have suffered!

What's your name, honey? - Come, tell us your name.

Ni.. Nicola, or rather, Nicolino.

Long live Cousin Nicolino! - That is Alberto!

Not a word! - Yes, for now let's keep the secret.

And your twin? - Yes, sweetie, your brother? - I have no idea.

Why don't you know? - I know, but I don't know.

It's been very little since I found out about me.

Sir, what proof is there that he's one of the twins mentioned in the will?

We need proof! Resemblances don't mean a thing.

Else, any cat could claim to be a tiger.

Proof? The proof.. I think I have.

No need to. What we feel is more than any proof! - You bet!

Our hearts don't lie!

Come in!

Good morning, Mr. Nicolino. Did you sleep well? - Yes, come forward.

Is there mail for me? - No, I'm not the mailman. I'm Battista, a servant.

Dressed up like that? - I'm not dressed up. - Then why?

Today is a civil holiday and on those days, I always dress in uniform.

I was a postman when I was young and did registered mail too.

That's funny! - Now I'm a servant. Life is funny.

The coffee. - Breakfast will be served in the dining room. - Thank you, gimme.

I wouldn't drink the coffee. - Why not? I like it.

Coffee is good in the morning. - As you wish.

Everyone does what he wants with his life, but as for me..

Lord, what's that? - Nothing. Mr. Asdrubale is exercising in the garden.

He's an excellent shot. - Yeah, the lion hunter.

Surely, yours is not a happy situation.

Why? I'm in a good spot. - An heir who's in the way.

That's eight!

Not even one! - It was a joke!

I wasn't shooting at the target. Just look at the apples on the trees!

Ham, eggs, butter, jam. Anything else? - No, thank you.

This will do for now.

I'm hungry! I didn't even have coffee this morning.

Why? - Just because.

Some milk! - Clear? - Dark?

Lightly darkish. Thank you.

Toasted bread: very good! I like not toasted too.

What's the matter? - I lost my appetite. - Maybe, you're sick?

Shall we call a doctor? - No, I'm fine, I just don't have an appetite.

What you need is a nice laxative! - No! No! No! - Yes, a nice laxative!

Yes, sweetie.. - A laxative, no! - It's especially good when you change air.

Giovanna, look how happy Pantaleo looks! - He really is beaming!

Now, he should be at peace. - No, first we have to find the other twin.

Oh, Pantaleo! Lia and I will dedicate our lives in the search!

We'll watch over little Nicolino! - We'll defend him against all!

We'll be ready to die for him! - Yes! - Then..

I really am in danger?

In grave danger, darling! - Yes. - But we're here.

Don't worry, dear, and don't you worry either.

Look, Giovanna, he looks like he understands! - Of course, he understands!

You'll come to visit us sooner, won't you? - Visits? What visits?

Who.. who visits? - Him.

When his soul is in torment, he comes down from the picture.

His spirit wanders around the villa and its surroundings. - Wanders?

He wanders around here? - Yes, let's go get the laxative.

Laxative! No! No! - Yes! Come Giovanna. You..

be careful, dear. - Always keep an eye out!

Don't trust anyone! - Watch out!

Think what a blow it'd be for him! - And for us! - And for me!

But nothing will happen. Goodbye, darling.

We hope.. Well! Goodbye, dear.

Good, I'm glad to find you here.

Good morning.

Did you have a good breakfast, Mr. Nicolino?

No, I didn't. Thanks. And yourself?

What are you alluding to with "and yourself"? - No allusions.

Oh, sure, but with some people you never know!

You should know, I have little patience

and a natural temperament towards the physical.

And I recommend you don't put me to the test!

Thanks for the recommendation.

May I? - Where are you going?

This way.. nowhere!

What, can't I go? - No, first I need to speak to you.

My jacket!

Now.. I'm all ears.

But only alone.

There's someone still here. - The mailman.

I'll stay in the background. May I clear the table?

No, leave the table. - As you wish.

Now to us. We're alone. - I see that.

Just a warning. - I'm listening.

An investigation is going forward. - Ah, let it go forward.

You weren't expecting this. Admit it! - I wasn't expecting it.

If it turns out that you're not one of the twins in the will,

but a plain crook, you know what'll happen to you? - I'm dying to hear!

In front of all, I'll discharge the bullets of my revolver.

Let's not play around! How many are there? - Eight! - Eight.

All 12 caliber. - Caliber? - 12!

I never miss. Do you get it? - I get it.

I wanted to be courteous and warn you. - Why, thank you.

You may go now. - Thank you.

Now I'll sit and have some more breakfast.

That's mine. - I'll eat it all the same.

Bon appetite! - Thank you.

Got it.

I'll close it so you won't get cold.

Help!

What did you do? - It was you, you always say she did it! - Yeah, you always do!

I didn't hit you, did you? - No, Lilli, I missed it by the skin of my teeth.

We were playing ball and.. - I see. I see. Excuse me..

where's the exit? - To go where?

I want to get out of here. - Nonsense!

Maestro, you'll always stay with us. - With us. - Yes, Maestro.

I want to clarify once and for all: I'm not the Maestro Alberto! Come, come!

I'm Nicolino all the way. By the way, I have an idea!

Great! Nice! Very nice!

Good morning, Daddy. - Good morning.

Good morning! I called the school and it did not burn down.

And you believed them?

He believed them! - You, be quiet!

They're very worried over your running away. Nice deeds!

Come on, tell me! Why did you run away? Why?

Because.. we couldn't stand being away from you. - That's right.

Fine excuses! Such nonsense!

Listen well, girls. From now on, you're not allowed to go near that one,

until his situation has been clarified! Move away! Go!

Understand? - OK.

We'll see you soon in the pantry. Don't worry about it.

Coming, Daddy. - I'll see you soon.

We'll speak no more!

Never again!

The pantry. You're right, Dad.

Excuse me.

No! Listen to me. Don't think of getting away.

Do you understand? - Yeah, no getting away. Who's getting away?

A warning. - He already did it. Who? - The lion hunter.

Mine's different. - Let's hear it. - What's your price? - Nothing.

Nothing? - That's right, nothing. - You think you're clever? - And you?

Like me! - Yeah, you! - Me what? - What, me?

- What? - What? - What do I know? - You said it!

- No, you. - No, you! - No, you first! What is it?

What did I say? - Beats me. - Then I didn't say it. - Better!

Goodbye! - So long!

We won't be spied on here, don't worry.

Nicolino, hurry and come out. - Nicolino!

Is it safe? - Very safe! - Quietly.

No one knows we're in the pantry. - Then, I'm with you.

We're all ears - Wait a minute! - Go on. - Come on! - Wait!

Then.. shh! I've demonstrated that this one here,

Maestro Alberto, who you loved so much and for whom you ran away from school..

"So much loved"? We only like him on account of his music. - He's our teacher!

We wanted to get to hear it from him.

We sing well, you know! - I know! This has nothing to do.. Quiet!

What is essential is that he is not me.

So? - Maybe, it's him. - Him who?

The other twin! Is that it? - Perfectly! - True! It might be him.

Then let's have him call on us! - You're telling me! Come, come!

We must act with prudence and tact.

We sail in a dangerous sea. Dangerous! Quiet!

I have a plan, but I forgot it!

To remember it, it'll take your help and your music.

You got it! - Swear? - We swear!

Whisper! - We swear.

Well! Bravo! Bravo!

Bravo! Bravo!

Excuse me, Maestro, can you come here?

We're working. - He found the motif. - I found the motif.

It's Mr. Maurizio who wants you. Won't you, please?

Mr. Maurizio! I'm coming. I'm coming. That's just great.

It had to be now. - I know, just when it was going so well!

Go. - I'm going.

Thank you.

Dear Maestro- Dearest Maestro, if I may disturb you,

because we have the honor to have here with us Mr. Vernon.

He's one of the greatest impresarios and directors of our time. - A pleasure.

A pleasure. Would you like an autograph? - You kid, an autograph!

It's Mr. Vernon! - Vernon! - I get it!

He's so distracted!

Excuse me, allow me.

He's beleaguered by demands for autographs. And rightly so!

So, Maestro, Mr. Vernon would like to congratulate you

for the wonderful motif that we just now heard.

It'll certainly be a hit! You wouldn't tell by seeing him, but he's a genius.

It comes to me like that, I don't even know how.

It's better when they caress me, than when they mistreat me.

How strange! How strange! These artists are all strange.

Maestro, Mr. Vernon wants you to do the music for his new review.

What's so strange about that? - We have another offer.

What offer? - What offer? The offer, Maestro!

"What one"? - "What one"?

Oh, that one!

He's distracted. These artists!

But I said that you wanted to think about it, look at the scripts,

the sketches, scenes, the figures and then discuss! - Discuss.

Of course, then discuss.

Vernon wants him to make music for the new review! - What luck! - That idiot!

How he comes up with those tunes! - It's a miracle! - It really is!

That's nothing, Mr. Vernon! - He's a goldmine!

Inexhaustible! - He has the touch! - He's always inspired!

Maestro, let him hear that little thing from yesterday morning.

Yes, that little thing! - What little thing?

Margherita! - Ah, Margherita! - He'll play it himself!

I don't want to play it!

Anatolio! Anatolio! - Your orders, Sir.

Go call Maestro Forcone. - Yes, Sir.

Lina. - Here I am.

Go call Maestro Forcone. - Immediately.

Make yourself at home. In there are some friends of the theater. - Come.

Let's go!

No, I said I won't do it and I won't! - Imbecile!

What are you doing? - Here comes the Maestro.

# Ah! She's gone and without a goodbye. Without saying: "So long"!

Ah, she's done!

Despising my love, Margherita moved on!

I know that who leaves without saying goodbye

is a mess, but if they regress? Then that's happiness!

Margherita, Margherita, you're a torment and a cheater.

Don't come back, please, please, please!

I'll tell you crying, crying!

Margherita, don't come back!

Spring with a slow step with its flowers comes and goes.

Spring, if she sees you, raises her heel and walks away.

Margherita, Margherita, you're a torment and a cheater.

If by chance, you come back, you come back,

the bird on your finger,

seed flinger, little singer,

ah, humdinger, if you see me linger, peck me on the nose!

Peck me on the nose! #

What panache, what originality! - What did I tell you? You like it?

Are you opening it? - Like I care! - Like I care, too!

In short, who'll open it? - Fine, I'll do it. - We'll open it together.

Postman! Registered mail!

Does Alberto of Torrefiorita live here? - Yes, give it to me.

No! No, registered mail must be delivered into the hands

of the person, before the recipient. - Yes.

He thought I would give it to him!

What is it? - Maestro, where did you get those clothes?

How did you manage to disguise yourself so quickly? - What do you mean?

Always the same story! - I want to know if this Torrefiorita is here or not?

If he's here, he's here. If not, not. Is he here or not!

Is he here? - Let's go to Mr. Maurizio! - Who is this Mr. Maurizio?

And you poor thing, who are you? - I'm the mailman!

Why keep up the joke? - It's no joke!

Wait, that's not him! - It's true!

He who? - The Maestro!

There's a little resemblance, but no, no, it's not him!

Like two peas in a pod.

A resemblance? - Yes, a tiny one, it's true!

Maestro, you're a love. - Delicious, Maestro.

He would be perfect for the review. - And he should perform it!

Sure, but the Maestro can't lend himself to such trifles!

What do you say, Mr. Vernon? - May I?

There's a delivery man with a registered mail for the Maestro.

A letter for me? - You're disturbing us, just receive it!

No doing. He wants to deliver it to the recipient.

I'm on the way. May I? - No, he'll want a tip.

Don't trouble yourself, Maestro. You go, Gigetto.

In fact, I'll go too. Excuse me.

And me? - Don't worry, talk to Mr. Vernon.

Yes, talk to Mr. Vernon. - Fine, I'll talk to him.

Alright, where's this registered letter? - Get ready for a big surprise.

Is it is a bailiff instead of a postman? - No, a postman.

Fantastic! Like two peas in a pod. The Maestro and the mailman. Look.

Is it him..

Listen... - Don't laugh!

What kind of joke is this? Who are you? - What do you mean? I'm the postman, no?

You really do look the part.

Here we go again! - It's great! They're two of them. It's a dream, a vision!

Remove your cap. - Why? - Do it! - Fine.

He doesn't have the tuft! - No tuft, It's not him. - No.

He who?

I get it.

That tiny resemblance to the Maestro! - Tiny, eh?

Teensy weensy. - Yes. - Give us the letter. - Yeah.

No, I hand it over only to the hands of the named person.

We're that person. - You? - Yes, me and him.

You both are the Maestro Alberto of Torrefiorita? - Yes!

Look there.

No! You can't do that. Come, come!

That would've been great. I am in possession! This is Maestro Alberto.

Here. Therefore,

I have to hand this over to the right person, he, who is the one.

You can't, he's really busy. - It's true. - Yes, very busy!

Then no registered letter. - You'll have to wait. - I'll wait.

You'll wait? - Yes. Why not? - Yes, wait. Come, Gigetto.

You won't move from here? - No. - Let's go.

Ok, fine!

Forget about the registered letter.

One time, you told us a story about twins? - Yes, when you were a kid.

Yes, the circus. I told you about it. But the registered letter!

And that you were lost? - I was picked up by my aunt and she left me at the circus.

And she died? - She died. - Died? - Died. What more do you want!

The registered letter! - Wait! - Now you'll get a surprise.

Don't let it shock you. - It's just a small resemblance.

Tiny. Don't let it go to your head. - Don't act like an idiot!

Remember that you are an imbecile. - Yes, sir. - You owe everything to us.

You must do what we say! - No arguing! - I'm not arguing, but the letter!

That's not how you do it! - No? - You won't get a thing. Watch how I do it.

The crack must be small, very small. - Itsy bitsy!

You have to place your eye and ear just right, so they work together.

But I saw and heard just fine.

Why were you spying? - Just passing the time.

Go, go, go away!

Where are you going? Who do you want? - The Maestro. This way, I presume.

No, ladies! I must announce you first. - Ladies!

Oh, no! Oh, no! Halt!

You absolutely cannot enter. Who are you? - We can't tell you.

The Maestro knows us. - Announce us. - No one enters. Please, leave!

You bet we're not leaving! - Not even by force. - Let's sit down. Let's sit.

"Let's sit down"! This is beautiful! "Let's sit down"!

Alright girls, let's make them hear us. One, two, three.

# The sun does sparkle, the sea does shine,

the heart has no thought.

I want to sing this song of mine,

but to sing it as I ought!

We will sing a canzone, without love or passion's moan.

The chorus just says: brechiti, brechiti, bra!

Don't speak to me of the heart, not the sun's or flowers' art.

Just say this: brechiti, brechiti, bra! #

Oh, Maestro, excuse us. - Please, instead, continue. - How cute!

I composed this music! This is very nice!

We wanted to... - Tell me later, go on, go on.

# And the most tender thought is: Sing to me, sing to me, bra, bra, bra.

But to change his words instead, da-da, da-di-di-da.

We will sing a canzone, without love or passion's moan.

The chorus just says: brechiti, brechiti, bra!

Brechiti, brechiti, bra.

Brechiti, brechiti, bra.

And the most tender thought is: Sing to me, sing to me, bra, bra, bra.

But to change his words instead, da-da, da-di-di-da.

The chorus says: brechiti, brechiti, bra! #

Bravo! - Excellent!

Dears, you.. - Who are you? - We came on purpose to tell you.

Darlings, you are delicious!

The Maestro is right. Truly, I may be interested in you.

I am Maurizio Devalier, surely you know my name.

I'm the director here. I've launched major stars of stage and song.

The Maestro knows this!

Yes, I know this. - Thank you, sir.

But we are here only for the Maestro. - No! - Only for him. - Really?

I understand very well. I can entrust you to his care. True, Maestro?

With joy. I can start immediately. - Yes, right away.

But we don't want strangers.. other people. - We are timid.

We would blush. - How sweet!

I understand. I want the Maestro to test you well and then we'll see what to do.

Well, to work! Then.. - How sweet! - Let's go, go! You too, Gigetto.

Ladies, we'll see you later. Goodbye!

Goodbye! - Shall we go, girls? - Let's go.

What do you do want with those three? - Who knows, but let's test them.

He's right. - As always! - What harm in testing them? Nothing.

You see the girls and become stupid. It figures! - But, but..

That doesn't matter! Do you know when I get that feeling about something?

The time has finally come and fortune is now in our hands!

Strange, right? Strange, I have the same presentiment. - It's about time!

We're here just for you, aren't you happy? - Me? Yes!

Then I.. would be..

You are..

I can't, I can't! - What's the matter?

Maestro! - Sorry.

You have.. a home..

a family.. all is OK.. all is right..

Me, on the other hand,

alone.. always alone.

Nobody.. in the hands of..

Without ever being able to be myself.

Like a thing that.. like a..

as something... which gets thrown away.

Oh, we understand. - This is why we came looking for you.

Thank you. - Do you want a chocolate?

Yes, thank you. It's been such a long time..

We need to escape. - Escape? Where?

To home! - It's also your home.

You'll always be with us. - Now you're family.

You know how much money the dearly departed left you? - A lot? - Another?

Thank you.

We must act quickly, Nicola waits. He organized everything.

Nicola?

It would be.. is..

After so many years!

Does he look like me? - Like your picture. - Without him, who'd know?

Are you willing to leave right away? - Right away? And how!

You can't blame modern schools.

Without the complicity of that imbecile who calls himself our nephew,

this would never have happened! - That's right!

I'd think it should be said that Rosa, Lilli and Titti had some part in this too.

It was they who escaped from school with the fire excuse!

Something must be done! It's already been two days! What kind of father are you?

Yes, something must be done, but without scandal! What can you do?

I met an amazing man when I was studying to be a police officer. He's our man!

Where is he? Let's call him. - We need to telegraph, he's in Mexico.

In Mexico? How long must we wait before he comes from Mexico to here?

If I may, no need to worry anymore.

The girls with Mr. Nicolino and another Nicolino are already here.

Let's see what happens!

Come, come on! Go ahead, dear.

Don't be so shy. - Remove your hat.

Fix your tie. Just like that.

Now, we'll have a nice surprise, leave it to me!

Here I am!

I return after a brief but justified absence!

Dear aunts, how are you?

How are you? - Nicolino, my dear, you had us so worried!

How are you? - How are you? Did you catch cold?

Do you need anything? - Yes, now we'll see..

Enough of this revolting display of hysteria!

And you, you have to deal with me! - And with me!

Let me go!

I'm ready..

to deal with anyone. With you! - With me!

And also with me! - One at a time!

Let's hear it! - You first! - No, you! - You!

You what? - What? - Let's forget it then!

No! This time, no! - I don't give up! - Neither do I!

You knew we were waiting for you! - Calm down! Calm down!

But where are the girls?

Wait a minute!

They're out there.. with the other twin.

Which one? - The one in the will!

The.. - will!

Oh, soul of Pantaleo, now you can rest in peace!

Don't complicate this with nonsense! Who is this twin? - He's the twin!

Don't act like an idiot! - Yeah, what about you!

I'm going to clear up this mess! - Come on!

No, you stay. - Why? - Stay! - Why? - Stay!

Where are you? Where? This is him, is it? Don't move, I want to speak to you.

Daddy. - Daddy, we're here! - I can see that.

Nice behavior!

This time, don't count on my kindness. You'll be punished as you deserve!

These poor.. - Silence! - Yes, sir. - Go!

Go to your room and stay there until I say so. Go, march!

No, you stay! Come over here.

Look up. - No. - Look up!

You also invented this resemblance and try to benefit from it!

Now, who are you? - I am.. the twin.

Which one? - The twin of my twin. It's not my fault!

Then, it's mine? - Yours. - Why, mine?

You said so. - What are you saying? - I don't know.

Oh, you don't know? So why are you here? - I'm the twin.

How brave! You act like a bully because I'm unarmed!

He's right! - It's cowardly! - It's cowardly!

You think I need this to be brave? There!

Lia! Lia! Are you hurt?

You shot! - No! - You shot! - No! - I'll slaughter you! - Me too!

What's going on? - 'Elp!

I'll break everything!

Finally! - Ah, help! Help!

Nicolino! - Nicolino! - Nicolino! - Nicolino!

Why are you running? - Where's Nicolino? - Who cares! Where are my daughters?

Nicolino! - Nicolino!

Rosa! Lilli! Titti!

Gelsomino! - Nicolino!

Come on, let's run away. - Yes, run away, run away.

This is hell!

Finally! You wanted to kill me! - Sir, I don't even know you!

Now, I'll crush you! - Yes, but go easy.

Nicolino, are you unharmed? - Yes, I am.

But.. what pranks are these?

You're here and you're there!

Who are you then? - The twin. The twin of the twin.

Then it is him! - It's him! - Yes. - What's his name?

In art, Alberto, in life, Gelsomino.

Gelsomino, my nephew! - My nephew!

Come, come into my arms! - And mine! - Yes, yes dear aunts.

I'll leave this one. It's the other one I want!

Mr. Nicolino! - Mr. Asdrubale! - Mr. Nicolino! - Mr. Asdrubale!

Are you chasing me or am I chasing you? - I'm chasing! - Then let's go!

Stop! - I'm not afraid of you! - Stop or I'll slaughter you!

Battista, what are you doing with that weapon? Drop it!

I'll chase you and get you! - You won't get me! You won't get me!

Yes! - No! - Yes! - No!

Help! They'll kill us all! - Who's shooting? - Come on!

My ear was grazed by a bullet! I'm alive only by miracle!

Who keeps on shooting? - Oh, aunts, we're afraid!

Calm down! Calm down!

This is a good time. - With all this confusion? - Exactly.

Come here! - Get off me!

Look! - What's happening! - Oh, my God!

Look! - His soul can't bear it! - He's stirred!

I don't give up! - Neither do I!

What's going on? - The picture!

Daddy!

Spirits!

Aunts!

Don't be afraid! We're used to this and we'll question him.

Noble soul of Pantaleo, these two here, are they the two twins of the will?

Reply! - Reply! - It's true, right?

Look at him, please reply! - Is it me?

He said no! See! He said no! It's not them!

It's true! It is! He said no! - It's not true! It's not! He said yes!

He said yes, they are! - Pantaleo always responds like that!

Here I am!

Good morning, morning, my little dears.

Did you sleep well? - Morning. Fine and you?

I had a very restless sleep.

Good, you're studying. Nice. What are you reading? - Vocabulary.

It's instructive. And often interesting too.

Go on, girls, continue.

Where were we? - Here. - Yes.

"Amomum" - What's that?

"Aromatic eastern plant from whose fruit is extracted a precious balm."

Very interesting and delicate. - Now comes the fun part!

"Love".

"Lively affection, burning desire towards a pleasing person or thing."

Is that it? - I wonder what I expected!

What did you expect?

# Everybody talks about love, but we don't know why.

Maestro, what is love? Tell us, don't be shy.

Round and round a ring, love's a tramping thing,

around the world it flings, all the hearts, it steals.

It keeps them off the track, the cards against them stacked,

Like hearts in a sack they find out how they feel.

My heart winks an eye at your heart which is nigh.

Come by, come by, don't be shy, how you make me feel!

Round and round a ring, love's a tramping thing, around the world it flings,

all the hearts, it steals.

One hundred and fifty-nine, the hen does chime. - Let her chime. #

Oh, nice! I see that you're having fun, bravo!

The little ones.. - Want to come too? - We'll make another dance!

Ah, you're here with the twin! Rosa, Lilli, Titti! - What, Daddy?

You must go in, breakfast is ready. - Even for us?

Of course, for now! I said, "for now"!

Fine! - Come on, girls.

Gelsomino, let's go.

Here we go. Come on!

An all-around silence, indeed, glacial. Very nice!

We have nothing to say. - We could say something, but this is the point:

But it's best to avoid discussions. - A small word could lead to explosions!

Don't worry, there won't be any more! - We're waiting upon the investigation.

So, we'll still think about lil' Nicolino and lil' Gelsomino!

What do we have to do with anything? Did we write the will? No!

Did we appoint ourselves heirs? No!

If we did, we did, then you could. If we didn't, we didn't and you can't.

Is that clear? Right, Gelsomino? - Yes! I swear it!

I didn't know anything and not even Nicolino.

Heirs? That still remains to be seen!

We want proof! Proof!

There! Are you going to start again? Can't we have breakfast in peace?

Shall we change the subject? - Yes, let's change the subject!

Near the villa, there's a circus with horses set up.

It's going to be great. - With horses and clowns. - Even ferocious lions!

You'll love that, Mr. Asdrubale!

There he goes, provoking me again!

I didn't! If I did, you could say I did! But I didn't, so you can't say I did!

He's right. You always talk about wild animals!

It's true, I heard him too.

I'd like to go to the circus. And you? - We would!

That's why we talked about it! - Can we, Dad? - Want to come, Nicolino?

Yes, but only if that one comes with me. Because with wild animals..

you never know!

This is the last straw! I can't hold back! - Calm down!

Will you stop it! - First him! - No, you!

I can't take anymore! - Neither can I! - Enough!

What are you doing? Enough!

# Blonde dolly goodnight, goodnight.

Will I dream, Miss? I might, I might.

Today is like the swallow,

that from its nest wants to spread its first wings.

A little bit of affection, we would have no objection,

to give my heart's dejection, some happiness.

A little bit of affection, like the sun's projection,

towards a flower's direction, which is nameless.

A simple and gentle flower that loves the April shower,

the gentle throbbing hour of early youth.

A little bit of affection, we would have no objection,

to give my heart's dejection, some happiness. #

My tenacious search has finally been met with success.

I found the first twin after 22 months of research, and I was certain

I had in my hands, the first link in the chain.

In fact, we soon found the second.

Now we need to establish legally the identities of which we are certain.

Of course. - Despite a sentimental certainty,

we must hold rigidly to to legal recognition, am I right?

Very true. Do yo have this recognition? - Yes, the identities can be proven.

They are truly the twins the will of our dearly departed, Pantaleo.

But you didn't let me finish. I talked about the first link in the chain

because it was discovered that the twins are not two, but three!

See, the gate is open. He might be here. Are you sure that he escaped?

Of course, the circus is looking all over for him.

They saw him heading this way. - What now? - Get out your guns, just in case.

Hey, anyone home! Must be somebody here. Hey anyone!

Do you know some beasts fled from the circus? - Really? - Yes.

A lion, I think. - Yes. - So what?

What do you mean?

It was seen coming towards this house. Maybe it's here. - Here?

Why not? - Oh, God! Lord! Master! Master!

One of you follow me, the other stays.

Master, wild beasts have escaped the circus! We're surrounded by lions!

Lions? - What do you mean? - Battista! - The police are here.

What's going on? Then, it's true!

Don't be alarmed, but precautions are necessary.

The lion! - Don't shoot! Calm down, Sir! Sir!

It's here! It's here! It's here! I've seen it, it's out there!

Calm down! Don't be afraid! Shut the doors tight! - Where are the others?

And you're in here, the lion hunter! - What should I do? - My daughters?

Close the door! - And there! - Help, what'll we do?

Don't you see that here we're trapped!

Asdrubale, what do we do?

Mr. Asdrubale! Mr. Asdrubale! Here's your rifle. - What do you want me to do?

We're in danger! - My daughters!

Are you a lion hunter or not? - You're a lion hunter? - Yes!

Come on! - Asdrubale!

Save us! - Save us! Save the girls!

Come on! - No! A hunter would be ashamed to kill a lion from the circus!

It's a lion just the same! - It's dangerous. - Asdrubale!

My dignity forbids it!

Rose, Lilli, what's happening? - What is it?

I heard... - Me too! - What a fright!

There is no way out! - Oh, God! I'm afraid!

Gelsomino! - Gelsomino! What a fright! - Asdrubale!

Brigadier, what'll we do? - What'll we do? - I'm checking, but not a sound.

Gelsomino! - Those poor things are all up there by themselves!

He's right! - They're in danger! - Save them! Nicolino!

Fine, Gelsomino, I'm going! - I want to see what you've got!

We'll see!

I'm coming too. - Yes. - You this way, and I that way. - Yes, let's go!

Hey, pal!

Don't joke around! Is the gun loaded?

A talking beast. What kind of lion are you? You're a fake!

Well done, Sherlock! Put down that gun, it's dangerous!

This is great!

This... and everyone thought..

What a laugh!

Listen, I'll put down the gun and do you no harm, but you have to do me a favor.

Say it, what do you want? - Listen.

This is the beast?

Oh my God! Oh my God! Nicolino against the beasts!

Finally, one of the family who has courage! - Just like Pantaleo!

Nicolino! Nicolino!

Lord, a shot! - It's all over!

Wait. it's not easy to bring a beast down. It's more dangerous when wounded.

Another shot! - My heart!

Ni! Co! Li! No!

Justice has been done, I killed the beast!

He's a hero! - Bravo!

Really good! - Wait a minute, I have to check it!

Dead? - As a door nail.

The hunter!

Oh, my God! What's happening now?

Don't touch me! Stay where you are!

The hero! All it took was a fake lion to have him go flying!

I was joking! I knew it the whole time, otherwise I would've shot it!

What happened? - It's very simple.

The wild beasts of the Slim Circus,

are represented by an imitator,

who disguises himself as a lion, tiger, leopard.

This imitator escaped from the circus disguised as a lion.

What a fright! - What a shock! - Oh, God!

How could you mistake a fake lion for a real one?

I'd like to know that too.

By Jove, I wanted to teach him a lesson! - Because now you know it's fake!

He's right! A lesson for you!

Do not exaggerate! Listen..

Gelsomino! Where's Gelsomino!

I want to see it. - Yes, let's go!

Gelsomino, where are you? Gelsomino, come on out.

The lion? - It was a joke, there's no danger.

Really? It's safe?

Come on, there's a nice surprise. Come on!

All is calm. Don't be afraid. Show yourself.

I want to see your face! - Me afraid? Don't make me laugh!

If I was afraid, I wouldn't have braved gunfire, revolvers, idiots, etc!

You want to see my cute face, Sir? Here it is!

Dear gentlemen, here it is! One, two, three! It's done!

Without a doubt, the roars were imitated well, eh, Sirs?

Is this a joke? - It is one of the two that's disguised. - That's impossible.

Miraculous! - Lia! - It's like a hallucination!

Gentlemen, you seem like you turned to stone?

Are you still scared? It's better that I undress. There.

Without makeup! One, two, three! Done!

Why did you escape from the circus and act out this joke?

A publicity stunt that has already given excellent results elsewhere.

You can't imagine how much of a joke it'll be to the circus box office.

I hope the gentlemen will want to honor us with their presence

to the show which starts at 5.

A miracle! How long have you been at this circus?

Since birth. My mother was a famous horsewoman! Op! Op!

It's him! It's him! - Feel my heart, Giovanna! - And mine, Lia!

It's a scam! - This comedy is becoming unbearable!

Leave it to me!

Let's see what's happening!

Oh my God! What the..?

Come! The picture moves!

Oh, my God! It moves! Once again!

Now tell the truth. - Speak, Pantaleo.

Ah, here the trick is revealed! Bravo, Battista!

I'm pleased that an agreement has been reached. The notarial deed is ready.

All goods will be put together and divided among all of the relatives.

Here we are, finally reunited within a family.

I'm touched.

I have always loved you, without knowing you,

without even knowing your existence.

Me too. - Me too.

Look at him.

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