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O Lola, with lovely lips as red as cherries...
...lips that smile whenever you appear. Lucky is he who first kissed them.
Over your door I see a bloody warning. But I will dare all to possess you.
Yet if I die for you, and heaven takes me...
...unless I find you waiting there, I shall not stay.
As orange blossoms scent the air, larks sing in the flowering boughs.
Orange blossoms scent the air and larks sing in the flowering boughs.
This is the season to murmur the gentle songs that delight the heart.
From the fields of golden grain, we hear you working at your looms.
Weary from our labors, we rest and think of you, light of our lives.
O light of our lives, we hurry to you...
...just as birds fly to meet their mates.
Now we will rest from our labors.
The Virgin rejoices. Our Savior is risen today.
This is the season when gentle songs are murmured.
From the fields, we hear you working.
This is the season when gentle songs are murmured.
Tell me, Mamma Lucia...
What do you want?
Where is Turiddu?
Chasing after my son even here?
I just wanted to know where I could find him.
I don't know. I don't want trouble.
Mamma Lucia, please treat me kindly, as our Lord did with Mary Magdalene.
Tell me, for pity's sake, where is Turiddu?
Please tell me, where is he?
He went off to buy wine in Francofonte.
No! Somebody saw him last night in the village.
What are you saying? He hasn't come back home.
- Come inside. -l cannot enter your house.
I cannot.
I am excommunicated, a sinner and an outcast.
What has this to do with my Turiddu?
How it pains me to say it!
Horse's hooves and harness bells tell the world I'm riding by.
Raining, snowing, day or night, I drive on, whatever comes.
Horse's hooves and harness bells, cracking my whip, I go!
What exciting work! You travel everywhere!
Lola waits for me at home, gentle, loving, true to me.
Gentle, loving and faithful, Lola waits for me.
Horse and wagon speed along. It's Easter, and I'm home!
What jolly work! Driving his wagon here and there!
Traveling far and wide.
It's Easter, and I'm home!
You're lucky, Alfio, always in a happy mood.
Mamma Lucia, is there any of that wine I like?
We'll see. Turiddu went off to get some.
But he's still here. I saw him this morning near my house.
- Really? -(Quiet, Mamma!)
I'll leave now. You must be going to church.
Queen of heaven, rejoice! Alleluia!
For He whom you have given...Alleluia!
...has risen as He said. Alleluia!
We rejoice in the Lord's Resurrection. Lo! His glory burst open the tomb.
Alleluia! Our Savior has risen, ascending to glory on high.
The Lord has conquered death. We rejoice in His Resurrection.
Glory to God in heaven. Our Savior lives!
We rejoice in the Resurrection of our Lord.
Glory to God in heaven.
The Lord gives us heavenly joy, banishing darkness and sorrow forever!
O my Lord!
Why did you want me to be quiet?
Mamma, you know that when he became a soldier...
...Turiddu was courting Lola, and swore he'd be her husband.
When he came back, he found her married.
So he tried to forget her with someone new...
...with me. I loved him.
How I loved him!
But Lola envied my happiness.
She forgot her husband. Jealousy raged inside her.
She stole Turiddu. She took him from me.
Now I am left with nothing, nothing but my dishonor.
Lola and he are lovers again...
...and I am left to weep.
Merciful Lord, what awful things to hear on Easter Sunday.
My soul is damned.
Pray to God, Mamma.
And pray for me, too.
When Turiddu comes, I'll beg him one more time.
I'll beg him once more.
Help her, Holy Mary!
- You here, Santuzza? -l was waiting for you.
You're missing Easter Mass?
I cannot go.
I need to speak to you.
I was looking for Mamma.
I need to speak to you.
Not here!
- Where have you been? -Where? In Francofonte.
- No, it's not true! -Santuzza, believe me.
No, don't lie. I saw you on the other road.
And at dawn you were seen near Lola's house.
You were spying on me!
No, I swear it!
It was Alfio, her husband, who told us that.
Is this the way you repay my love?
- Do you want him to kill me? -Don't say that.
Leave me alone, then!
Don't look for my pity. I have good cause to scorn you.
Then you love her.
You think she's more beautiful.
Be quiet! I don't love her.
You do love her! Damn you!
Santuzza!
Lola, that wicked woman, stole you away.
Stop it, Santuzza! I won't be a slave to your jealousy.
Beat me! Insult me! I'll still love you and forgive you.
But this pain is too much to bear.
Stop it, Santuzza! You do not own me.
I love you, but I can't bear this.
You don't own me.
My lovely flower! Angels in heaven cannot compare...
...with your charm and beauty. My lovely little flower!
Angels in heaven cannot compare...
...not a one can compare with your beauty.
Turiddu, has Alfio come by?
I just got here. I don't know.
Maybe he's at the blacksmith's. But he won't be long.
You're hearing Mass from the piazza?
Just talking with Santuzza.
I was saying that it's Easter...
...and that God sees everything.
Aren't you going to Mass?
No, only those without sin should go.
And I thank the Almighty that I'm among them.
Yes, be thankful, Lola!
Come on, then. No need to stay here.
Oh, you can stay.
Yes, stay here. We haven't finished talking.
May the good Lord be with you.
I must be going.
Why say things like that?
It serves you right.
- So help me, I'll... -Yes! Tear out my heart!
- No! -Turiddu, listen!
- Just go! -Turiddu, listen!
No, Turiddu, stay a moment more.
How could you desert me?
Why must you trail me? Why are you spying?
No, no, Turiddu, stay with me!
See your Santuzza, weeping as she begs you.
How can you send me away?
Go! Just leave me alone!
Oh, Turiddu, don't go!
Enough!
- No, Turiddu! Don't leave me! -Go, I tell you!
Your poor Santuzza weeps. She begs you.
How can you leave me so cruelly?
It's too late to be sorry.
Your Santuzza is weeping.
- How can you abandon me? -Enough! Leave me alone!
Turiddu, don't leave me!
-I warn you! -l don't give a damn!
I curse your Easter!
You liar!
The good Lord sent you, neighbor Alfio.
-Isn't Mass finished? -it's nearly over.
And your Lola's gone into church- with Turiddu!
What did you say?
What I mean is...
...while you're out working, trying to make a living...
...Lola dishonors your name.
In God's name, what are you saying?
The truth.
Turiddu seduced me.
He stole my honor.
And then your wife, your Lola, stole him from me.
Turiddu dishonored me.
If I find out you're lying, I swear I'll kill you!
I am not a liar!
To my shame and sorrow, I've told you the sad truth.
To my shame and sorrow...
...Turiddu took my honor...
...and your wife stole him from me.
Neighbor Santuzza, I'm grateful that you told me.
It was wrong of me to tell you.
No, they were wrong! They don't deserve forgiveness.
I'll have revenge this very day!
They will not be forgiven!
-I shouldn't have told you. -They're the ones...the guilty ones!
Now blood will flow. I won't hold back my fury.
My love has turned to hate.
I'm ashamed, ashamed I spoke.
They don't deserve forgiveness. I'll have revenge!
Let's go home now, friends. Our wives are waiting, come on!
With the joy of Easter upon us, let us go.
Let's go home now, good neighbors. Our men are waiting, come on!
With the joy of Easter upon us, let's go now.
You're going, Lola? Like that, without a goodbye?
I'm going home. I haven't seen Alfio.
He should be here soon.
Come, neighbors, one and all!
Let's have a drink together!
Long live wine, sparking in the glass!
It can make you happy, like the smile of the one you love.
Here's to wine that sparkles and shimmers...
...bringing you joy, like a lover's smile!
Wine truly eases every burden.
It drives away all our cares.
Wine truly eases every burden.
It drives away all our cares.
Here's to lovers!
And to good fortune!
It's time to have another!
Let's drink! Let's have another!
Easter greetings, everyone.
Welcome, Alfio!
Welcome! Have a drink with us.
No, I can't accept the wine you offer.
It would turn to poison after I drank it.
As you please, then.
Now what will happen?
Don't stay here, Lola. Come with us.
- Do you have more to tell me? -No, nothing.
- Whenever you're ready. -I'm ready.
Neighbor Turiddu, I accept your challenge.
I think we understand each other.
Neighbor, Alfio...
I know I've wronged you, I swear to God...
...and I know I deserve to die like a dog.
But if I die now...
If I die, poor Santuzza will be left all alone.
She who gave herself to me would be abandoned.
And so I mean to kill you first!
Good neighbor, do whatever suits you.
You'll find me waiting down by the orchard.
That wine has gone to my head.
And for sure I drank too much of it.
So I'm going for a walk now.
Before I leave you, let me have your blessing...
...just as you blessed me when I joined the army.
And then, Mamma, listen.
If I don't come back...
...you must be like a mother to Santuzza.
I gave her my promise that we would be married.
Be a mother to Santuzza...
...if I don't come back.
What makes you say such things?
Oh, nothing. It's just the wine talking.
Just the wine...
Pray to God for me.
And kiss me, Mamma!
I need your kiss!
Promise me you will be a mother to Santuzza.
Kiss me, Mamma! Goodbye!
Turiddu! What did he mean?
Santuzza!
Oh, Mamma!
They've killed Turiddu!
They killed Turiddu!
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