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(BELLS)

(INDISTINCT VOICES)

(INDISTINCT VOICES)

(VOICE FROM SPEAKERS)

Are you for or against divorce?

- Favorable. - But are you Italian?

No, I'm French.

So how come it shows here in Italy to Piazza del Popolo for the divorce?

Because I have many friends here, I help friends.

- (Enza) Excuse me, where are you from? - (Man) Rome.

(Enza) He's here with the divorce lawyers or are you passing through?

(Man) No, I'm for the divorce movement.

Are you for or against divorce?

- Damn, favorable. - Why?

Why...

Because until it is found the other half an apple,

It's worth tasting lots of them.

- You are very young, what is your name? - Sandro Quasimodo.

Are you for or against?

- Favorable. - Why?

It would solve a lot of problems.

So are you speaking for personal reasons?

No, even, let's say, for the general complex.

Thanks, sorry.

Good morning, ma'am, Are you for or against divorce?

- Favorable. - Listen, but are you from Rome?

- No, I'm Milanese. - And why is he here in Piazza del Popolo?

To hear what the ministers say and to cooperate, too.

Look, you're in favor of it or against divorce?

Very favourable.

- Are you for or against divorce? - I'm in favor.

- Where are you from? - I'm from Reggio Calabria.

- Are you for or against? - Very favourable.

- Her? - Favorable.

- Why? - Because we have to.

- Are you married? - YES.

- Is he happy? - No.

- Are you for or against? - Very much in favor of divorce.

- That's exactly why I came here. - Why is it favorable?

Because my family conditions they are indescribable,

not even to describe in this environment here.

- Excuse me, your name, please? - Milena Milani.

- The writer? - Yes.

Why is he here with his friends? I see you gathered.

Don't you see all these people?

We think about divorce, salvation of this tormented century.

Why are you here in Piazza del Popolo?

To assist to this beautiful event.

- Where are you from? - From Florence.

Are you for or against?

- (Man) In favour. - (Enza) Why?

(Man) Why is it necessary, it is good for humanity and for society.

(Enza) We have heard many rumors.

a man who represents the bourgeoisie

and hear his opinion far away from every influence and every rally.

in a residential center.

- Just say it.

Are you for or against?

- (Tullio) Hello, dear. - (with an English accent) I don't know.

I didn't have the problem.

- How come? - Igor.

I'm not saying it, I'm a servant.

- Please. - (Igor) Commander.

- What is it? - Television.

Allow me.

She needs no introduction. Enza Sampò, if I'm not mistaken.

- Yes please. - Allows?

Tullio Conforti, of the company Conforti and Figli, fabrics and fabrics.

Very happy.

- I admire her and follow her for a long time. - Thank you.

What is it about?

- We're conducting a divorce investigation. - Yes?

- Very interesting. - What is your opinion on this?

This is not an appropriate time to talk about divorce.

- I'm going to a wedding. - Excuse me.

No, don't worry, I'm not getting married, my daughter is getting married.

Then his answer it's even more interesting.

- Thanks, just say it. - So, are you for or against?

- I'm against it. - Why?

First of all, because I am Catholic.

Second, because marriage is indissoluble

and it must be indissoluble.

(ORGAN MUSIC)

(Priest) Let's pray.

come down on these wedding rings

whom we bless in your name so that she who will carry it,

remaining inviolably faithful to your husband,

persevere in peace and in the fulfillment of your wishes

and live always in mutual love through Christ, our Lord.

Good morning, Commander.

- Hello, Igor. - What a thrill!

- It was a beautiful ceremony. - Yes.

When I saw her come in on the arm of Miss Piera

I felt like crying, Believe me, Commander.

And the groom! Just a nice boy.

- Did you like it? - Hasn't Baron Renato come?

My wife doesn't want it at official ceremonies.

Sure, I understand.

But these weddings will be beautiful, but it's hard work.

And then lunch, such crap.

- Actually, give me some bicarbonate of soda. - Right away.

Ouch, what a pain.

I shouldn't eat, but what do you want? My wife thinks I do it on purpose.

He says I don't eat because it bothers me

stay for once with her and my family.

- You tell me. - By the way, can I tell you something?

Yes, tell me.

When I saw her and his family reunited as once,

I felt like crying.

- Yes, but all you did was cry. - My nephew also told me this.

What does he want? I'm so sensitive.

(TULLIO BELTS) Sorry, huh.

- Do it, Commendatore, it's good for you. - It makes me digest. Novelty?

- The lawyer's daughter is on the terrace. - Oh, did she come?

- Where are you going, Commander? - I'll go take a look.

- Maybe he thinks I'm boring, but... - Yes, you are, what do you want?

Commander, you know I'm an open-minded man,

but the fact that that girl sunbathe without a swimsuit

it makes sense to me.

If it makes sense to you I don't care, dear Igor.

(Tullio) Precisely for this reason comes here to the terrace,

which is the highest in Rome and where no one can see it.

"None" is not accurate.

Apart from the undersigned, who may also, let's say so, don't count,

my nephew saw it too, who was very impressed.

Yes? Don't bring your nephew to us, do me a favor.

look at her calmly and tell the truth.

(TULLIO MAKES SOME VERSES) But isn't that amazing?

Maybe, I don't understand. To me, as I was telling you, it makes sense to me.

Yes, it makes sense to me too, but in another sense, however.

Come, let's go.

On.

Poor Commander.

Who knows how he had to suffer in this heavy morning suit.

- The swimsuit? What does he do? - Yes.

I'm going to go get some sun.

But remember that today is Monday, the day of the baroness.

Yes, Monday, Baroness Cornianu.

- And in a tuxedo. - Why in a tuxedo?

Baroness Olga telephoned

begging me to remember them which is in black tie tonight.

Black tie, it's going to be a quiet evening.

Quiet in that sense, but he will be late and tired anyway.

Not to mention this morning she got up very early.

(IGOR MAKES SOME SOUNDS)

He ate too much and badly, he got emotional, he cried.

I'm sorry to always remind you, Commander,

that she is no longer a boy.

My dear Igor,

have at my service an English butler makes me proud

but you have to get to know me better.

I do everything I like, because I have a physique that allows me to do so.

And the thought of having a naked little girl above my head it makes me shiver.

Not taking advantage of it is cowardly.

So get out of the way, if you don't want a backhand.

(TELEPHONE)

- (softly) I'm not here. - (Igor) Hello? Conforti House.

Lady Agnese! Yes, I'll pass it on to you right away.

It's Mrs. Agnese.

You didn't want to talk to her?

Hello, my dear Agnese.

What's great?

(Agnese) Dear, sorry if I bother you on a day like this.

(Tullio) But do you think so, dear? But what are you saying?

- (Agnese) I'm nervous. - (Tullio) Why, what's happening?

(Tullio) Tell me, what's wrong with you?

- (Agnese) It's serious, it's Valeria. - Oh God, is he sick?

(Agnese) No, maybe.

Tullio, dear, could I see you?

Of course, dear, but do you think so? Of course, whenever you want.

- Is it okay today at 7pm? - (Agnese) Yes.

Okay, I'll be with you at 7pm.

- Don't worry, bye. - (Agnese) Okay, bye.

(BLOWS) Oh God, what is it?

Oh, little girl, what are you doing, the bellows?

Because your valet told me that you wouldn't come back?

- He said it because today is Monday. - What does it have to do with it?

What does it have to do with it? It has to do with the fact that I have another...

- But what do you want to know? - Who is Agnese?

- Agnes? - Yes, I heard everything.

- Good, but do you think it's nice? - I didn't do it on purpose.

There is a communicating mobile phone on the terrace.

- No, but tell me, who is Agnese? - "There is a communicating mobile phone."

- Agnese is an old friend of mine. - Oh.

- An old woman who gets you girls? - No, what are you saying?

Poor Agnese, of course, what are you saying?

And that Valeria Is this someone you got pregnant?

But who, Valeria? But what a sick fantasy!

Valeria is my daughter and Agnese is his mother.

Lies, your wife's name is Anna

and your daughters a Fiorella and the other Piera.

Then you know everything.

But I didn't tell you she's my wife, I told you she's my daughter's mother.

- Then she is NN's daughter. - But no, he has the same surname as me.

- Come on, come on. - Ah, are you a bigamist?

Bigamist? But what are you saying?

Do you want to complicate my life? But what do you care?

I like complicated stories.

- Come on, tell me. - All right.

- You must know that many years ago... - How many?

Let me think.

- 28 years ago. - You were 21.

- Why? - If you are now 49...

- Who told you? - Your valet.

But that's a servant.

He likes to say: "The Commendatore is 49 years old."

I like you anyway.

- Tell me this complicated story. - This isn't complicated, so...

Once upon a time, many years ago, a nice boy.

She was 12 years older than him, but she was beautiful, tall, slender.

Nice legs, big blue eyes.

She looked like Elissa Landi.

He was a cadet at the Caserta Academy.

It was a little eagle.

(TULLIO LAUGHS) (Agnese) I'm so pleased to see you.

- (Tullio) I'm happy too. - (Agnese) I see you so little.

Forgive me, my Agnes.

- You don't know what happens to me every day. - I know, that's why I'm sorry.

Instead, show yourself. How are you?

How do you want him to be? I'm beside myself.

- Agnes. - Oh, Tullio.

But what happens? But then is it a serious thing?

But you think I would have disturbed you on a day like this?

Listen, you the word "disturbance" you must never use it on me.

Come on, tell me: what's this about?

- Valeria is no longer getting married. - Not getting married?

But wasn't everything ready for Saturday?

- Yes. - So what?

He doesn't want it anymore. (TULLIO MAKES SOME VERSES)

Oh, is that so?

This is the time I'll smash his face,

to that braggart, talkative and braggart.

That tall guy to me never liked it.

Then just think about what newspaper he writes for, cryptocommunist.

But no, you didn't understand anything.

It's not him who doesn't want it, it's her.

- Is it her? - Yes, her.

- Don't you want to? - No.

- And why? - And who knows?

- You could have asked him. - Of course I did, he doesn't want to talk.

She doesn't want to talk to him either. He's desperate, poor guy.

He was here this morning too, he cried like a baby.

- He said: "At least I knew why." - Look, it's strange.

She looked so in love. Does he have another?

- No, what are you saying? - (Tullio) Why doesn't it happen?

Yes, but he would have said it, Valeria isn't someone who knows how to pretend.

I know, but there must be a reason, right?

Sure, but which one?

I'll talk to her, Valeria will tell me everything.

Agnese dear, I hope you will excuse me if I don't stay a little longer,

but unfortunately I have to go.

Don't worry, I'll take care of it.

- You'll see that everything will be fine. - All right.

- Maybe with a kiss. - Don't you remember that I have liver pain?

- Sorry, Agnes. - Did you wear a tuxedo to come here?

No, I have to go to a reception.

- I wanted to avoid the traffic in Rome. - You see? Everything was ready.

- That? - That's their room.

(Agnese) Valeria had fixed it with the things that Ugo likes.

"Make love, not war."

What a curious girl Valeria is, I would like to know who he got it from.

- Certainly not from me. - Ah, not from me either.

- Agnes. - Tullio.

I believe you are the only person in the world still capable of blushing.

- Dear. - Tomorrow I'm going to visit Valeria.

- (Tullio) Do you always work in the hospital? - (Agnese) Yes.

- (Tullio) What department? - (Agnese) Research Laboratory.

- (Tullio) What time can I find her? - (Agnese) Whenever you want, he lives there.

- (Agnese) He only comes back in the evening. - (Tullio) Our little one is a doctor.

Good evening, sir, who should I announce?

- Are you new? - In what sense?

- How long have you been here? - For two days.

I am Commendatore Conforti, Baroness Cornianu is my lady.

I didn't know she had a husband.

I'm not the husband, but it's as if I were.

- It's your business, I have nothing to do with it. - Here, good, where are the ladies?

A little everywhere, there are a lot of people.

- (Tullio) I see it. - (Pompilio) Don't crowd around.

(INDISTINCT VOICES)

Ah, Baroness, where is your daughter?

(with Romanian accent) Tullio, dear, she's here this evening too!

If you don't mind, today is Monday.

- Yes, Monday. - YES.

- Do you see how many brothers came? - Damn.

We gathered to recreate the ancient atmosphere of a time gone by,

to make our exile sweet.

- Your exile. - Do you know the prince?

Conforti, very happy.

- Good, what are you doing? - He's waving at you.

I didn't know, sorry, prince. Where is Olga?

Olga is telling our escape from Romania.

No!

They will soon publish in installments our whole history.

- Interesting. - Do you drink a vodka?

No, thanks, I don't drink, I'm going to look for Olga.

- Permit. - Eat, drink.

- "Eat, drink." - Eat, drink.

What do you tell them to do with these? They know it.

(with Romanian accent) Christmas Eve suddenly a bell rang.

Then a very loud roar, scary, terrible.

under the rubble.

- Olga. - Hello, Tullio.

My great man.

How many people! You also have a new waiter.

Yes, Pompilius. I had to fire Andrea.

- He was disrespectful to his mother. - No!

- How beautiful you are tonight. - Thank you.

It is a golden Lancetti model.

- Thanks also for the roses. - But do you think so?

Why this party?

A great party for mom's birthday.

Let me introduce you to a famous journalist who came to interview us.

- Tullio Conforti. - Pleasure.

- Shut up and sit down. - "Shut up and sit down."

What does this interview consist of?

Mom has her own interpretation of the stars,

about evil, about good, about the present and the future.

- Now shut up, I have to tell. - Now shut up, you have to tell.

- Where were we? - On their escape from Romania.

Ah, yes, then.

With the help of a former officer,

my mom and I ran away hidden in a wagon of refrigerators.

You never told me that you had escaped into the refrigerator.

I couldn't remember everything.

I was so young

when I met this Italian seducer.

- Romanaccio. - Ouch.

Then we risked our lives to achieve this freedom.

I left all our riches: castles, palaces, everything.

We now live in exile in these four holes.

Well, it doesn't look like this house to me it's really four holes.

- Of course, no, on the contrary! - Don't say that.

Dear, you must not be offended.

You know how grateful we are for what you have done and do for us.

But you shouldn't forget either as we are used to in our country.

Come on, Olga.

The palace in Bucharest,

the great castle in Transylvania

and the villa on the Black Sea.

We too have the black sea, there is Fiumicino with naphtha.

This ugly Roman is always joking.

But I'm happy.

You're there.

(MAN SPEAKS ROMANIAN) There's mom.

(INDISTINCT VOICES) What is it?

Now comes the best part, mom's big surprise.

Come.

- What are they doing? - Let's go, there's mom's surprise.

Come, you'll see.

(LAUGHTER, INDISTINCT VOICES)

(VIOLIN MUSIC, GONG)

(Woman) "The wind blows gracefully and walks away with unstable mood"

tearing up souls and leaves."

that life belongs to man.'"

raising roars of war"

"on the strident day."

- Here's mom.

(Woman) "And in everyone's heart there is no light of alliance."

- But Tullio!

I was joking, let's go over there.

- (Woman) "Looking for a landing place." - Let's go.

(Woman) "Far away."

Let's dance, mom.

- Again, mom. - Enough.

- (Journalist) Do you often do these dances?

- The old woman is strong. - Really?

Why not? I've known them for eight years.

- Where did you meet them, in Romania? - No, in Riccione.

Then the Baroness he must have gotten the escape date wrong.

The Baroness is often wrong.

(Tullio) Look at that view, but isn't that amazing?

(Journalist) Really.

I don't think I could live in front of so many beauties.

Used to Milan...

In your opinion, Commander,

St. Peter's Square is more beautiful and Castel Sant'Angelo or Piazza di Spagna?

It's Rome, ma'am, it's beautiful everywhere.

Do you want me to tell you in verse?

(Tullio) "Play a little in the Castle" good luck to the Holy Father"

"yes, they act as a support, one on each side, er cantignere and er coco."

"And under the white and yellow flag"

"come on a little from that place bi-editions and ball cannonades."

- Well done, Commander. - Do you really like it?

- Listen to this. - Yes.

"If you care, my Ppiazza-Navona and from St. Peter's and from Piazza-de-Spain."

(Tullio) "This is not a square, it's a campaign,"

"a treat, a fair, a joy."

curri from Corzìa to Cuccaggna."

for all the people who take it away."

I want thirty strokes in my ass"

"and then five for the goodness."

(Olga) Tullio.

Have you finished saying this rubbish?

But what rubbish! it's a classic, Olga, it's Belli.

And you, sorry, came to interview me

or to hear the Commendatore's filth

and laugh at my mother?

- But Baroness... - Let it go.

- What a baroness! - (Journalist) Were you offended?

(Tullio) I'm afraid so.

(INDISTINCT VOICES)

Mom fell into a trance and got hard!

Did she fall into a trance?

Don't worry, I told her, she's drunk.

Well, we'd better go.

(INDISTINCT VOICES) (Olga) Mom!

(BASS DRUM, INDISTINCT VOICES)

(Olga) Come on, mother.

(BASS DRUM)

(Tullio) And that's it!

What manners.

(MAN AND WOMAN TALKING IN ROMANIAN)

(Olga) Goodbye, thanks for coming.

"Au revoir", Olga. Say hello to your mother and wish her happy birthday.

Goodbye and thanks for everything.

Goodbye, Baroness. Is mommy better?

- Yes, but he's still in a trance. - I will send you a copy of the article.

- Write well: "Baroness Cornianu". - I know.

They're all wrong.

- Olga. - Oh, are you leaving too?

Well the party's over, it's late now, mom fell into a trance.

Mom is doing better than you.

Why don't you go with the journalist to do all the dirty things you used to do?

But what are you doing, Olga? Aren't you jealous?

- Cocchina? - (Olga) Aren't you going with the journalist?

Come on, Olga, the journalist she was your guest, I did it for you.

And then all those friends of yours so curious and strange I don't understand them.

Add to this that today I had a very tiring day.

- Oh, yes? With who? - What are you saying?

With Sofia, Marilena, Maria, Marisa, Ada, I don't know.

Who are these? I don't know them.

I got the name wrong, I know, but you change so many.

- Of course, I've been with you for eight years. - With me?

Come to me, yes, maybe one day a week, Monday.

The Commander wants to change the day, maybe.

Okay, look for another day, try.

- (Pompilio) Leave me alone! - (Baroness) Pompilio!

- (Olga) Or delete it.

(Olga) The name of Baroness Cornianu

it will no longer be on the calendar of the Commander.

Come on, Olga, enough.

- Don't be ridiculous, come on. - (Olga) Ridiculous, yes.

I gave you eight years, the most beautiful.

I was a little girl when I met you.

- (Olga) I gave up everything for you. - (Baroness) My child!

- (Baroness) I won't hurt you. - Ela mum.

(Olga) Mother, stop causing scandal, I'll have you locked up.

- (Baroness) Don't touch me! - (Olga) Go to your room, go!

(Olga) Oh, my God.

But what's wrong with mom?

A small crisis. Poor mother, she is a sensitive soul.

Maybe, but he also has a dressing gown that I gave you, the chinoise.

- I know, but she liked it so much. - Okay, but...

But Tullio, why do you always make me suffer?

You know that I love you.

And not me?

My love, do we want to change the day? Do we want to do it on Tuesday?

- Like Tuesday? - Olga, it's 3:30.

- Romanaccio. - No, you hurt me.

- I want to hurt you. - No.

(TULLIO MAKES SOUNDS OF PAIN) (Olga) Yes.

(INDISTINCT VOICES)

- (Olga) I want to hurt you so much. - Here I am, my Pompilius.

(Tullio) F42/12.

Paved, metallic.

My respects, Countess. Satisfied?

- Yes. - Miss, do your best.

Oxford white, inventory.

(Tullio) Gucci, Submit the showcase to me for tomorrow.

(Gucci) Yes.

(Tullio) Yes? Give it here.

- (Tullio) Put the stamp on it. - (Man) Yes.

- Can you give me three blankets Somma? - (Tullio) I'm coming.

We're not there, colors that are too bright, too bold.

- Where does he put this carpet? - We have a lot of demand.

- But by whom? - Many representative environments.

Come on, please, Bergerac.

- They are fashionable in America. - In America, but not here.

This is not America.

And then where, in America? In petty bourgeois environments?

- Have you ever been to America? - No.

Do you see it? I do.

Strange that she doesn't like them.

- They're brilliant like her. - I'm brilliant, but not here.

Here, like me, the colors must all be sober and serious.

- What does she say? - I don't mind bright colors.

- But here? - Sober and serious.

Exact. (BEEP SIGNAL)

- (Secretary) Sir? - Yes?

- (Secretary) His Excellency is here. - Jacket.

- (Bergerac) So, Commander? - Please.

Monsieur Bergerac, His Excellency has arrived, wait.

(INDISTINCT VOICES)

Excellence.

We are infinitely honored of his visit.

- Thank you. - Thank you, monsignor.

You're welcome, Your Excellency.

(softly) Go!

This way, Excellency.

Forgive the stairs, but we will be more comfortable in my private room.

This way, Your Excellency.

(softly) Go!

(Monseigneur) Look how wonderful, things?

Silk brocade, Excellence.

Would you like to have a seat, Excellency? Please, I'll lead the way.

- (Tullio) Please, take a seat. - (Monti) Excellency.

- Go, Miss Monti. - (Monti) Yes.

- Monsieur Bergerac, wait for me over there. - Certain.

- Leave it, go ahead. - (Bergerac) Do you want to show?

(Tullio) A drink, Excellency?

- Thanks, we're in withdrawal. - An aperitif?

- Thank you. - How can I help you?

We are in need of renewal the brocade wallpapers of the cathedral.

Allow me to tell you that it was already time.

I love doing math according to our modest resources.

The Conforti company is at your disposal from all points of view.

- Thank you. - Allows?

- Please. - Just a minute.

Look here.

Damask and velvet department come to me straight away with the numbers,

excluding 19th, 20th, 21st, 22, 23, 24, 30, 29, 28, 27.

Colours: papal yellow, cardinal red.

- Forgive the comparison, Excellency. - Please, I understand.

- Thank you. - (Monseigneur) Look how wonderful.

around the main altar.

- A guide from the altar to the portal. - We don't let ourselves be carried away by our imagination.

Your Eminence, we have such a bare crypt of every decoration and decoration!

The crypt must not be decorated, it is only of interest for its historical value.

Too right.

Your Eminence, this carpet would stand out to the baroque of the central nave.

They saw too much right, in America they make great use of it.

Excellence, these colors they were designed specifically for churches

and for salons of great official representation.

The same type was chosen by... (INAUDIBLE VOICE)

- But they can afford it. - Can you give me a quote?

- Without obligation, though. - Thank you.

- (Monseigneur) Sir. - Estimates office.

I will send you the exact measurements.

Thanks, but we have plants of all the churches of Rome and Lazio.

- (Man) Commander? - Yes?

- (Man) Damasks and velvets. - Yes.

- (Man) We are ready. - After you!

Organzine silk damask, striped linen velvet.

(Tullio) Brocade prince, olive silk brocade.

Venetian curled velvet, patterned English linen.

What a variety of colors.

(Tullio) Silk blend brocade, shantung silk.

- Fabulous. - Let's take it slow.

(Tullio) Fancy velvet, flammeé linen velvet.

- (Tullio) Patterned linen silk. - Stupendous.

- What does he say? - Whatever she says.

English flowered linen.

- Miss Apollonia. - Yes, Commander.

Not her, go away!

Italian curled velvet.

(Tullio) Damask silk organza flowered, guilloche velvet.

(Tullio) This way, Excellency.

- Thank you for the honor reserved for me. - Thank you for the welcome.

- Always available to the diocese. - Goodbye.

Thank you for your cooperation, to your seats.

- (Apollonia) Sometimes I don't understand you. - What?

You are so good, but sometimes I don't recognize you.

You must never recognize me here, repeat.

- I must never recognize you here. - Good.

(APOLLONIA MAKES STOPPED STOPS)

(INDISTINCT VOICES)

- Miss Monti? - Yes?

- Call my daughter at the hygiene office. - (Monti) Yes.

Is it possible?

- Emanuela. - I disturb?

Dear.

(Tullio) What are you doing, the little surprise? (TULLIO LAUGHS)

- Sorry to bother you at work. - Please.

Take a seat, dear, you must never talk about disturbance.

You are my mistress.

- (Monti) Commander? - Yes?

The number is busy, I'm calling from my office.

Well, I'll be going out soon, It's dad's anniversary.

Tell my daughter I'll be with her before lunch time.

I'll have the flowers put in his car.

Well, go.

Sorry, dear, tell me.

- How do you find this canvas? - Show me.

- Ugly, where did you buy it? - Here with you.

- From me? - I bought 200 meters of it.

Oh. Never mind, postpone it.

No, the bad thing is that I had it packaged 150 pairs of trousers.

- Ouch, and who recommended it to you? - Camillo.

Do you consult with your husband? What does he know about fabrics?

It's been here for 40 years.

But he deals with administration, for him fabrics are numbers.

Sorry, dear.

Pocket Accountant!

- (Camillo) Yes, Commander. - (Tullio) Where was he?

- (Camillo) I was making photocopies. - Come to me immediately.

Are you sorry that she came to the company?

(Tullio) What are you saying? Emanuela.

when you need something,

don't ask your husband, tell me.

But who ever sees you.

A cigarette?

- How beautiful you are in the morning. - (Emanuela) Do you think so?

Too bad for you who only see me in the evening.

- (Camillo) Permission? - Too bad for me, huh?

What do you want, that your Tutu doesn't work anymore and see only you?

(CAMILLO CLEARS HIS THROAT)

- After you. - Hello, Camillo.

- Hello, Emanuela. - Come.

- I can? - Come, accountant.

Say it, Commander.

to advise his wife

that sea blue cloth-like cloth?

He told me he wanted a go-go guy, as cheap as possible.

I consulted Santoro.

(MAKES SOUNDS)

- Did you tell him what it was for? - No, I thought he understood.

you should have said it was trouser cloth.

Let's try to fix it, what sizes are they?

- They are small sizes, 38, 40 and 42. - That's better.

Call me Opera Bracaloni. The bursar on the phone, immediately!

But what are you doing?

Now the trousers are done, let's try to repair.

the Opera Pia Bracaloni on the phone.

Yes.

- Ready. - (Eye) Ready.

- Doctor Occhio? - (Eye) Yes.

Dearest Eye, Conforti.

- (Eye) Hello. - (Tullio) How are you? Your wife?

- (Eye) Good. - (Tullio) I have an opportunity for you.

for your boy scouts.

- (Eye) Interesting. - How much did they cost you?

2800.

- Eye? - (Eye) Yes?

It's 200, I'll leave it to you at 3200.

200 lire for your general expenses. Do you like it?

(Be careful) Be careful always grateful.

But do you think so, dear?

An eye for an eye. Good, right?

- (Eye) Hello, dearest. - Goodbye, dear, bye.

- All right? - You are extraordinary.

- Yes, Commander, extraordinary. - (Tullio) Yes, go, accountant.

- I'm going, Commander. - (Tullio) Go.

- Hello, Camillo. - Hi, Emanuela, I'm going.

He's fine, but unfortunately he has to stay in college.

He has exams this year,

so this summer we will go to the seaside only on Saturday and Sunday.

- Goodbye, bye. - (Emanuela) Hello, Camillo.

- Tosi? - (Tosi) Yes?

Come here with the sea canvas samples arrived the other day, the B12,

the fluorescent-lit Americana, type 007.

I'll show you the samples that are right for you,

for your pants.

It is extraordinary, a crease-proof canvas, indestructible, unshrinkable.

I got it exclusively.

- How do you have so much energy? - I?

And how can you be so beautiful?

- Permission, Commander? - After you!

Emanuela, here are the samples.

- Go ahead and choose. - Thank you.

I'm sorry, but I have to go.

- Will I see you tonight? - Yes.

- Will you come and pick me up at 8pm? - I'll be there.

- Sorry if I leave you. - Let me see.

I have to go to dad.

(DOOR OPENING)

(together) "Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine, et lux perpetua luceat eis."

- Mrs. Camilla, Carmen, Esperia. - (together) Commander.

- My dears, why are you here? - We remember every anniversary.

- How good you are. - I loved poor Marcello so much.

Oh, sorry, Commander.

I always knew it.

Dad loved it too, Mrs. Camilla.

But how come you find the time to come to the cemetery

with all that What are you doing in the restaurant?

If we have the restaurant we owe it to her dad and her.

How will I ever be able to thank her?

- (Tullio) No. - (together) Thank you.

the important thing is to love each other.

And we want it very much.

- (together) Very much so, Commander. - Oh, dear.

Dear.

"Requiem aeternam..."

(together) "Dona eis, Domine, et lux perpetua luceat eis."

- Yes, dear.

- See you on Wednesday evening? - Sure, Wednesday evening.

Shall I make two tomato sauces?

(TULLIO MAKES SOME VERSES) Good.

- Thank you, Mrs Camilla. - (Camilla) To you.

- Until we meet again. - (together) Goodbye, Commander.

Valeria, your father is down at the reception.

- Thank you. - Do you think so?

Concierge, I'm Dr. Conforti.

My father is down there, let him in, please.

Thank you.

- Stop! - Oh God, what is it?

(Patient) I'm hungry.

- Take off my armbands or I'll kick you. - Walk and shut up.

- Doctor, bring me the slides. - Valeria.

- (Valeria) Hello. - HI.

- (Valeria) Take a seat. - Yes.

(Valeria) Come.

to all these infected people?

Professor Cipriani, my father.

- (Tullio) Good morning. - Pleasure.

- No, they are adulterated, inedible foods.

- Come in. - Yes please.

- I take my leave. - Okay, professor.

- Good morning. - Yes, enjoy your meal.

Thanks, I'm going.

- Nice guy, huh?

Make him be bad too.

- So you talked to my mother, huh? - Yes.

for things that don't concern you.

Don't they concern me? I am your father, after all.

Here, after all.

Valeria, I know I am very wrong towards you and your mother, but...

Don't blame yourself, you never let us lack anything.

If I studied and got a degree, I owe it to you.

No, I should have done much more, stay closer to you.

But now I was so happy that you were getting married.

But what is it? What happened?

Huh?

Can't you tell me either?

What's the matter, don't you love him anymore?

No, it's not that, on the contrary.

I love Ugo very much,

but you see, it will seem strange to you,

I think marriage it is a serious matter, which must last.

The basics for two people to live together are sexual relations.

(Valeria) From this point of view we're doing great.

- Oh. - You won't be scandalized, I hope.

- Well, in short. - But it goes.

- But what happened? - Eh...

Ugo left the newspaper where he wrote to move on to one of opposite tendencies.

- Do you know why? - (Tullio) No.

Because they pay him better.

- Do you understand now? - Certain.

He had to get married, he was trying to earn more,

he wanted to improve his position.

I should marry someone who out of interest comes to terms with his conscience?

- No, huh? - No.

Not really.

What a fool you are.

How much do you earn per month?

- 150,000 lire. - Show me inside this thing.

- Oh God, what is it? - Cheese.

And you earn 150,000 lire to say bad about cheeses.

If I said it well you would earn double.

You never change, huh?

- Will you have breakfast with me? - No, but I'll accompany you.

- What are you doing, kicking me out?

(Tullio) I know, Mom says you're always working.

I told her that with you I feel more like a friend than a father.

Sometimes I can hardly believe that you are my daughter.

- Oh. - Of course, you never called me dad.

You're right, I just can't.

- HI. - (Nurse) Hello.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Do you know what I say when they ask me who you are?

- What are you saying? - An admirer.

I am, you have no idea how much I admire you and how sorry I am that you are my daughter.

- Why? - If I weren't, I would court you.

Without success, you are too old. (TULLIO MAKES SOME VERSES)

I like to see that you took it well, once a pope dies, another popes.

And then to me that Ugo I didn't like it very much.

When do you take some vacation?

I wanted to ask her for next week.

Good, take mom and spend a couple of weeks at the seaside.

It's good for you, don't think about it anymore.

In parentheses, Ugo was also a bad name.

Yes, dad.

(Tullio) Valeria.

(Tullio) Hello.

Didn't love him, huh?

Ah, the children.

- Sorry if I take up a few minutes. - Tell me.

You hired a young editor, a certain Ugo Fioretti?

Yes, he's very good.

He is a prepared young man, human, very human.

He is an excellent journalist.

Sorry, dear, but why do you care?

I care because he will be my future son-in-law.

- He is engaged to one of my daughters. - Ah, congratulations.

I'm happy to see you become your son-in-law.

If you want to please me, fire me on the spot.

Bring me these two shirts over there, thanks. (HORN)

Wait just two minutes, Tullio.

(Romina) Hello, Tulliaccio! You came to get the old lady, huh?

(TULLIO LAUGHS) No, I'm waiting for a friend.

- Lies. Do you like it? - (Tullio) But who?

(Romina) I'm talking about the skirt, not the old woman.

- (Romina) Do you like it, is it sexy? - (Tullio) Yes, very pretty, she's sexy.

- What are you up to? - (Romina) I'm here for the new minis.

(Romina) Why don't you plant the matusa and come with me to Piper?

Maybe, but not tonight.

- Tulliaccio, you are irrecoverable. - Hate.

- HI. - Hi dear.

(Tullio) Emanuela.

- And where did that come from? - And the lawyer's daughter.

I know the father, they live three floors below me.

- You always have a father ready. - No, she's stupid.

- Camillo, have you finished with the calculations? - Camillo? Where?

Yes, Emanuela, I closed them.

Accountant, what are you doing here?

Emanuela begged me

if I could come and have a look to his private administration.

It's going to be hard work for you, accountant.

No, on the contrary, I will tell you, this environment distracts me.

And how's business going?

With Emanuela everything always goes swimmingly.

Emanuela is extraordinary.

- (Tullio) Goodbye. - What a day.

Goodbye, Commander.

- Are you so tired, love? - In pieces.

- Do you want us to go home right away? - No, for goodness sake.

Let's go to a place full of people, so I distract myself.

- Well. - Are you sorry that I called Camillo?

(Tullio) Are you kidding? Who better than him?

You want to go in a restaurant where you dance?

(Emanuela) Yes, let's dance.

(SINGS: "SHAKE AND SODA" BY PIERO PICIONI)

Have you seen your wife?

Why not? With the baron, my daughter and her husband.

(Waiter) Please have a seat.

- You're welcome, Anna. - Thank you.

- Does it bother you that they saw us? - No, Anna has a lot of sympathy for you.

Me too for her, I find her very witty.

- Yes? - Yes.

Please.

Of course, it must be acknowledged which is the best of all.

He has great class, a great line.

- (Anna) He's youthful, he knows how to move. - (Renato) He has the body of a mannequin.

Although a little thin for my taste, right?

Huh? Ah, yes.

(Anna) And then he's intelligent, good, lively, active.

You know that shop in Piazza di Spagna, 77? It's his.

- I thought Tullio had opened it for him. - Okay, but it's Emanuela's idea.

He collects what he wants every day.

- What do you want? Really? - Tullio told me.

For this reason I have always envied Tullio.

(Renato) Not for his qualities or for the ability to conquer women,

but because of the luck he has and which unfortunately not everyone has

to know certain types of women.

- (Anna) Which types are you talking about, darling? - (Renato) That one, for example.

(Renato) An independent woman, beautiful, intelligent

and who has chosen a job which also pays off.

You understand what a nobility of soul has our baron,

what the hell?

(Tullio) Emanuela, you are extraordinary.

what is it?

(Emanuela) One of my creations, a yé-yé model.

both very short,

like this when they dance you can see your hips and belly.

- Oh. - (Renato) She married the accountant Tasca.

of Tullio's company.

Unfortunately when he married her he was 52 and she was 21.

(ANNA MAKES SOME VERSES)

Renato, what do you want them to be interested in? these rumors to Maurizio?

(Emanuela) They are witty your wife and the baron.

They go well together, they're fun.

- Yes? - Yes.

Yes they look alike, huh?

He is good, affectionate and she is happy, so she's happy, everyone's happy.

(Emanuela) That Is your daughter married?

Piera is already on her honeymoon.

- Where did she go? - She went to Japan.

- Handsome. - Yes, beautiful.

They arrived during the hurricane period.

All this to make me feel at ease.

Poor Tullio, you always worry about everything and everyone.

You laugh well.

In the meantime, you always do whatever you like.

Who are you?

You, you, my wife, my daughter, the other daughter.

- The Baroness. - The Baroness.

- The lawyer's daughter. - Let's go, Emanuela.

- You wouldn't think... - Not me, she'll take care of it.

He comes to the shop every day, he tries everything and never buys anything.

Then when he sees me he asks: "How is our Tulliaccio?"

Today I was about to give her a slap.

What a blow to the poor accountant.

He caught them together in a hotel in Frascati.

- The hotel was in Grottaferrata. - And the same.

Then he reported them.

To withdraw the complaint asked for a stamp.

A stamp?

Yes, but of the Papal States, worth a few million.

It's an idiot, she says it because she's an idiot.

- A cute little idiot, though. - Do you find?

I find. How are the daughters of Mrs. Camilla?

They are so good, such dear girls.

Monday, when I went to visit dad,

these two little girls have arrived with a band of flowers.

- I can imagine how moved you must be. - So good, so dear.

Who do you prefer between the two, always Carmen?

- Carmen? - Can you notice the difference between two twins?

- Is it noticeable? - Do you notice her?

Baron, how do you do it? to know all these things?

You told them to me when you had more confidence in me.

Maybe, maybe,

but then I didn't yet suspect what you are.

Come on, what else do you know about me?

- And the Swede? - Here, the Swede.

- That one is always around the world. - Yes, always lucky.

All roads lead to Rome.

But Emanuela, what are you doing? a scene of jealousy?

- Don't you trust me? - I do not.

Mom, aren't you jealous?

Dear daughter, I have never been, do you want it to be now?

But he has a nice face.

- He is refined, distinguished, a true gentleman. - And a baron.

- You're a rude person. - Anna!

You're a big bastard. Maurizio, do you want to accompany me?

- Let's go. - Why are you doing this?

Are you leaving?

- I warn you that I also talk when I dance. - And I can't hear you.

(TULLIO LAUGHS)

(Tullio) My love.

I have the impression that your wife quarreled with the baron.

Excuse me.

- Hello, Tullio, good evening. - Hey there.

They've been arguing for four years,

but they always get along.

Then you have to that the two of us argue more often.

(Tullio) No, not us.

(Tullio) Ah, my Emanuela.

This house will be beautiful, but how can you live without an elevator?

- Poor thing, the stairs are starting to weigh on you. - Are you joking?

If I want, I'll go down now and then go up seven consecutive times.

- You want? - No, please.

You're naughty this evening, huh?

But I'm joking, I know, in fact, everyone knows it that you are still very efficient.

Cc

- (Emanuela) Do you want a whisky? - (Tullio) Yes, thanks.

my efficiency enough,

with the shake.

(THEY LAUGH)

And this? I had never seen her.

- I take lessons, didn't I tell you? - No, and by whom?

From a Brazilian friend of mine. (GUITAR)

- From a Brazilian? - Yes, what's strange?

- They are born with a guitar in their hands. - And this one dies with the guitar on his head.

But are you jealous? (GUITAR)

You are my passion.

Listen, Emanuela, tell your Brazilian to be very careful about what he does.

But it's ugly, it's small.

I'm wary of little guys and don't trust me either, Emanuela.

How beautiful you are, how much I desire you.

(Elizabeth) Mommy!

- Who is she, Elizabeth? - Yes.

- But wasn't he supposed to go to boarding school? - Yes, this afternoon.

So what?

- Tesoro? - (Elisabetta) I'm here.

(Emanuela) So? Elizabeth, what happened?

I lost the bus, then I came back here.

I waited so long for you, then I fell asleep.

My poor love, how sorry I am.

(Emanuela) I was having dinner with uncle Tullio.

"If I had known I wouldn't have gone. I would have come home to you.

Mommy, how do you do it?

I have to get up early tomorrow, I have to catch the 6 o'clock bus.

If I arrive after mass, Sunday the superior won't let me come to Rome.

It's okay, don't worry, I'll accompany you.

(Elizabeth) You can't get up so early.

you took it for a service.

It's true, I forgot.

I'll find someone to accompany you to college.

Ask Uncle Tullio, he is always so kind.

(Emanuela) Of course, I'll ask Uncle Tullio, are you happy?

or you can't get up tomorrow morning.

- (Emanuela) Goodnight. - (Elizabeth) Yes.

Get down.

(Elizabeth) Aren't you coming to bed?

- Yes, I say hello to Uncle Tullio and I'm coming. - (Elisabetta) I'll wait for you.

Tullio, I am desolate.

- Who do you tell? - How could I imagine?

What do you want to do? Patience.

- Are you very angry? - No.

- Yes, you are. - All right, I am.

Won't you even give me a kiss?

- Did you hear what Elisabetta said? - No, what did he say?

- Come on, you heard. - Okay, what time?

- Is 7 too early? - It would be soon midday too.

I'm joking, love.

Okay, 7.

Thanks, but please, you know what Elizabeth is like.

She fears that the nun will punish her if she is late.

Tell her that with uncle Tullio you should never worry.

- Bye, see you tomorrow. - Good night.

- Hi love. - HI.

Redo all the stairs now!

- Cuckoo! - (Emanuela) Cuckoo!

(Elizabeth) Mommy, what are you doing?

Yes love.

I'm coming.

(Igor) You can't treat me like that.

exclusive and profound like mine

with such malice.

- Crazy stuff. - (Igor) Do you know what?

(Igor) I hate you.

(NOISE)

Is it you, Commander?

Yes, it's me, who do you want it to be?

What are you doing, are you still standing?

- I was rearranging my things. - Call them things! Novelty?

The stewardess called, Miss Ingrid.

Oh, what did he say?

Which had just arrived and which leaves again tomorrow morning.

Well!

Commander, can you? But what does he do?

I do what I want, and you make fewer phone calls.

Oh God, he heard me. (DOOR CLOSING)

“Goodbye, darling.”

- Tullio, my love! - (Tullio) Ingrid.

Why, dear, this surprise?

(with a Swedish accent) A special flight for a cardinal.

You know, I called you right away.

Fuck you. (TULLIO AND INGRID SING)

And your Tullio flew to you.

My Italian, come.

Does this sound? (SOUNDS FROM THE TURNTABLE)

I'm sorry, Tullio, Igor said you weren't coming home.

My friends are there and my commander.

- Ah. - Let me introduce them to you.

- Captain, Commendatore Tullio. - Pleasure.

- (Ingrid) Tuva, Irina. - Very happy.

- Pleasure. - (Ingrid) Ursula.

- Ture. - Hey.

- Pleasure. - Magda.

Tullio Conforti, pleasure.

- Come, Commander, sit down. - Yes.

- (Ingrid) What do you want to drink? - (together) Shh.

- (Ingrid) Gin, vodka, whisky, coffee? - A small, light thing.

- I don't know. - (together) Shh.

- (Ingrid) Okay. - Thank you.

What is it?

Electronic. Shh!

(SOUNDS FROM THE TURNTABLE)

-Do you fly too? - Shh.

Marvelous.

- Do you like it? - Eh.

- Electronic. - Oh.

Lars bought it in New York.

He loves this music.

Are you tired? You're bored, right?

No, it's beautiful, but it's a little late.

But what are they doing, aren't they leaving?

- No. - No?

- They leave tomorrow. - Ah, as passengers, I hope.

- No. - Shh.

What a pity.

Let's go.

- Shh. - Let's go?

Shh.

- "Hi." - "Hey."

- Ingrid. - Tullio.

Are you really happy to see me?

You know I always wait for this moment with so much anxiety.

- Then wait another moment. - Yes.

(MAN AND WOMAN SPEAK SWEDISH)

What happens?

(MAN AND WOMAN SPEAK SWEDISH)

- (Woman) Italian? - Huh?

- Italian? - "JjJawohil."

(SPEAKS IN SWEDISH)

(MAN AND WOMAN SPEAK SWEDISH)

I'm waiting for Ingrid.

(MAN SPEAKS SWEDISH)

Tullio, what are you doing? Still like this?

What do I do? Don't you see who's there? It looks like an airport.

"Attention, please!"

(Ingrid) "Everybody ready?" (SPEAKS IN SWEDISH)

"Two calls for flight 702, look for somewhere else."

- Tullio. - (Tullio) Well done.

(Tullio) Ingrid.

(Ingrid) How beautiful you are, Tullio, my Italian.

(Tullio) Beautiful, Ingrid, my little Swede.

(TELEPHONE)

- Ready? - (Igor) Good morning.

(Igor) Mrs. Emanuela is furious, He's been waiting for you since 7.

- Damn, what time is it? - (Igor) 9 o'clock.

Call her, tell her I'll be right there.

And who hears that now?

Elevator!

And it seemed like it!

(Anna) If it comes of a light valve...

It seems excessive to me, right?

- Tullio! - Who is?

Anna, hi.

- Was it you with the elevator open? -Did you have to come on foot?

- Certain. - I am sorry.

What are you up to?

- You don't need to ask. - Yes.

I'm here for work.

- Oh. - I check the tenants.

Every time they leave it's a disaster, everything has to be redone.

For those two Brazilians in the attic, for example,

I'll have to spend a fortune on it.

Anna, you wanted to buy them the apartments here.

You administer them and no one tells you anything,

but when you put a tenant in inform yourself, try to find out who he is.

What is the doorman doing?

- On purpose... - Yes?

- It seems that the Swedish lady... - Who?

- The hostess who recommended me. - Yes.

- He doesn't seem to have clear ideas. - Why?

He mistook night for day, tenants complain.

Poor thing, the time zone always changes, therefore he mistakes night for day.

The French girl in front, rather, mistake night for day.

There is a coming and going of gentlemen when good people sleep.

- There's a difference. - Which?

The French girl pays double of the Swedish one recommended by you.

- It's a question of economic morality. - Exact.

- Hello, Anna. - Hello, Tullio.

Hi, you're not missing anything.

What a distinguished person.

- He comes every Thursday, do you know him well? - Oh, yes?

Enough, he's my husband.

Ouch.

My destiny was unleashed today.

They didn't wake me up,

the phone didn't work and the elevator was broken.

I'm about to go out and I find a pain in the ass who tells me about the condominium.

But what do I care? "I'm busy, I have an appointment."

But not her, down to talk.

Quite the opposite of you, that you don't say anything, not even a word.

Do we want to sing?

(Emanuela) Yes, let's start singing.

- (Tullio) I have to get petrol. - (Elizabeth) Haven't you figured it out yet?

I am sorry, but Elisabetta does not accompany her.

- I don't talk to the superior. - You don't have to do that.

- What do I tell you? What do you make me look like? - I'll accompany him.

I'll talk to the superior, it's good, I know it.

Who supplies the nuns with linen? The Conforti company.

Don't worry, I'll take you.

- (Elisabetta) Don't accompany anyone. - Okay.

I don't want to go, Sister Cecilia will ground me.

They will leave me without fruit, they won't let me watch TV.

It's easy for you, you download me and leave, I know what I'm entitled to.

All this because Uncle Tullio slept, but who is Uncle Tullio?

It's my fault, I shouldn't have trusted him, I had to call dad.

Dad is always on time, he is a precise man.

- I'm not going to college! - (Emanuela) I can't hear you anymore!

I'm sorry, but it's not my fault. Can you hurry?

(with a Roman accent) Don't worry, I put a tiger in the engine.

- Yes, keep everything. - Thank you, doctor.

Did you see how early I did?

- Do you want to take something? - (Emanuela) Come on!

Do you want an orange?

Oh my God, my goodness!

- He bit me. - He did well.

- I'm happy. - Yes?

And do you even go to college? What are you, a beast?

She is sensitive, kind and delicate.

She's a good little girl, studious and disciplined.

(Tullio) Late she arrived at college,

but the mother superior he has already beautiful and forgiven her.

(Tullio) Right? (TULLIO LAUGHS)

(Mother) Elizabeth, go to class.

- (Elizabeth) Thank you, mother. - (Tullio) Hello, Elisabetta.

(Mother) Always cheerful.

(Tullio) Sometimes, to entertain the little girl.

- (Mother) She is very fond of her. - (Tullio) Yes, a lot.

(Tullio) I am his godfather, I saw her born.

(Mother) I have the impression that parents they don't get along very well.

but nothing serious.

I'm glad you tell me this, I feared something more serious.

No.

Unfortunately today not all weddings they stand the test of time.

Despite living here far from the world, we see the effects on girls.

- Do you have the impression that Elisabetta... - No, I wasn't talking about her.

- I was speaking in general. - Ah, thank goodness.

(BELLS)

I have to leave this place of gathering.

Work calls, sorry again for the delay.

I forgive you for this delay,

but not for the delay in delivery of table linens and linens.

- Haven't they arrived yet? - No.

I will take care of it personally, will be made up for by delaying payment.

- I had already thought about it. - Oh.

- Praise be to Jesus Christ. - Always be praised.

Well?

Emanuela, damn.

- Emanuela. - (Emanuela) Go away.

- What are you doing? - I'm going alone.

- I'll get on with the first one who passes. - No, come on.

(softly) Go!

But what are you doing?

You really do this because I've arrived an hour late?

- Yes, from where? - What are you saying? Come on, come on.

(Emanuela) I understood very well that you didn't sleep at home.

I didn't sleep at home, so what?

As?

When I left you he called me a beautiful blonde and I went to her.

You are a pig, a scoundrel, a liar!

Come here, Emanuela, we look like two children.

When I left you I went to see Renato.

There were some friends, we started playing a game.

I won, I couldn't leave them.

- So we did 8. - Why didn't you tell me before?

What I told you before, in front of your daughter?

How would I have looked, sorry?

Are you calm now?

We ask for a ride to this pickup truck?

A pickup truck? I'm waiting for a Rolls-Royce to pass.

(TULLIO LAUGHS)

But there are no Rolls-Royces around here.

What do we do?

- Should I settle for the Maserati? - Mine, would you like it?

(Tullio) Did you do it on purpose?

that we need to argue more often.

(Emanuela) Why not? (TULLIO LAUGHS)

You're welcome, love.

- (Emanuela) Haven't you slept at all? - Yes, half an hour in an armchair.

Poor dear, who knows how sleepy you will be. (TULLIO LAUGHS)

Sleep?

(Tullio) But it doesn't matter.

(Tullio) I'm fine.

(Emanuela) It's not prudent drive while asleep, take a nap.

- (Tullio) You say? - Yes, ten minutes.

- Where? - Let's stop somewhere.

Ah, good idea, love.

- Can you smell that wet earth? - Yes.

- We should come to the country more often. - Mmh.

Look how wonderful, extraordinary. Isn't it beautiful?

- (Emanuela) Stop here. - (Tullio) Yes.

(Tullio) Ouch, oh God.

My Igor, what a day today, my legs bend.

- Poor man, does he want to eat or something else? - Ouch.

I don't want anything, Igor, I just want the bed.

I'll put on... Is the little girl there, by any chance?

- Yes. - Ouch.

- She came with a photographer. - Thank goodness, where is he?

- On the terrace. - Oh.

Make yourself at home, like a mistress.

- (Igor) What can I do? - Nothing, I gave her permission.

- (Igor) He's bossy. - (Tullio) Shut up.

because she is a child.

Who is that?

(Igor) I allowed myself to invite my nephew.

- (Tullio) You did well.

- No, eat. - He's always hungry.

- He's young, full of life. - Who tells you anything? Invite him too.

But don't blame the little girl sunbathing on the terrace.

They've been taking photographs for two hours.

(Igor) They say they are for a magazine,

but I think Miss Romina want to go to the cinema.

Yes? Really?

Of course, with that face and with that physique

what can a girl do today, if he doesn't make films?

(Tullio) Beautiful, huh?

- Let's go.

If he sees us, he gets distracted, poor little thing.

It's better if I don't look and I'm going to sleep, let's go.

(Tullio) I'm really happy.

in the family, huh?

- Commander, be careful. - For what?

- The cinema environment is dangerous. - Yes?

They begin to say that 5 million is enough to make a film.

Then, once he's in it, It's like quicksand.

And how do you know?

I had a nephew who wanted to be an actor.

(TELEPHONE)

Hey.

- Hello, Conforti house. - They are not here.

But that's not possible! When? Where?

What happened?

- They arrested the baroness. - That's better.

Who?

It was better when I was a young lady and my mother beat me.

But mom is mom.

I can't let myself be beaten from that drunkard.

Just because he's my husband he thinks he can beat me.

What job does he do?

He never did anything, I'm the one who works.

When I get home dead tired, do you know how he rewards me?

- With a kick in the ass. - You can go, we'll let you know.

- Watch how you speak, you're not alone here. - "Me cojoni!"

Look at that, he looks like a soldier.

What a shame, look where they dragged us.

Enough, mom.

They brought two ladies, the Cornianu baronesses?

I stopped ahead on the right.

Saracen, the dismissal for long-haired people.

(Saraceno) Here.

- (Man) Again? - Olga. "Bonjour, maman."

Olga, then?

- We will not stay in this country. - What happened?

They arrested mom like a criminal.

- Why? - Because there are communists everywhere.

I'm also in the police.

They control us because we fled from their paradise.

- You understand? - Yes, but calm down.

Don't compromise yourselves.

The commissioner is a good person, I know him.

I'll talk to him, but stay calm.

Doctor Lo Bello? I am Commendatore Conforti.

- The door at the end. - Yes?

Don't worry, wait for me.

You, long-haired ones, one, two and three, with me.

- They take us straight to Pilate. - Shut up.

The Commander.

Yes, Commander. No, Commander.

Permit?

Dear Doctor Lo Bello, allow me?

- Oh, dear Conforti. - Dear commissioner.

- Sorry to bother you. - For goodness sake.

These are the Baronesses Cornianu.

- They are two good friends of mine. - I am sorry.

Not that they are her friends,

but we had to proceed to the arrest of the old woman.

- Sorry, I meant... - No, just say it.

But what did he do?

- Look at this stuff and judge it. - How do I judge?

It's cheesy stuff.

I imagine the Baroness protested loudly...

This isn't a protest, he stole it.

- Did he steal it? - Yes.

Mr. Panzironi surprised the Baroness

while trying to hide in the bag this nightgown, look.

Invited to the office and searched,

it turned out who had stolen all this,

for a value of 80,000 lire.

80,000? All this stuff will be worth 30,000.

The price list.

Yes, but not of real value.

It would be convenient.

One steals a cabbage, she says what 10,000 lire

and you would end up in prison for life.

Commissioner, you judge.

A poor sick lady which has undergone three wars, three revolutions,

decorated with I don't know how many medals, who risked his life for freedom.

Do we want to condemn her for two strips?

But you are not in charge of surveillance for the repression of thefts?

Indeed.

As soon as I saw the lady with the helmet,

It seemed a little strange to me and I started watching her.

She is a detective by profession

and wait for a lady with a helmet to supervise?

- I'm not a detective for nothing. - Let's cut it short, go over there.

- Shall I go, commissioner? - Go.

I'm going, but I wouldn't want that to happen to me like that time in Turin,

when they ended up arresting me.

- Go, Panzironi. - Of course, commissioner, permission.

- What do we do? - What do we want to do?

(Tullio) Olga? (TULLIO LAUGHS)

(Commissioner) Paternò, let it go.

really kind.

- But another time... - There won't be.

My mother and I will leave Italy tomorrow.

- I tell you that... - Leave them alone.

- Did you hear? - Rest assured.

- I won't do anything to stop him. - They say it, but they never do it.

It's been every three months for eight years they threaten to leave.

What can I do, Commissioner?

- She's a beautiful woman. - "Tavern!"

On the other hand, who is the cause of his pain...

- Thank you and sorry for the inconvenience. - Dear Conforti, please.

- Do you want? - But how? Have the ladies returned?

- I'm in the terrace, who should I announce? - "Who should I announce?"

You have to learn to recognize people!

I am Commendatore Conforti, I told you!

(Pompilius) Sorry, I didn't recognize her during the day.

(Baroness) A wind blew me away in a suction of the air.

(MUSIC)

The circle opens or closes.

- The circle closes, the circle... - Baroness.

(THE BARONESS SCREAMS) No, Commander, no!

- No, Commander, no! - (Olga) Mom?

Tullio, you are a monster, did you hit your mother?

No, not yet.

- But if you don't stop, you'll both lose. - No!

- Go away, you scare me. - Listen, baronesses.

I am a very well-known industrialist.

I have a family and a reputation to defend.

If you keep acting crazy and to cause scandal,

what will people think of me?

The people? Which people?

We are the Baronesses Cornianu, not your family, not your people.

Come on, but how serious is it?

Your mother dances, falls into a trance, all those strange beings,

the one who plays the bass drum with her fists, but what is it?

My mother is older of all your people!

No, your mother steals, they arrested her.

In our country no one ever tells her anything!

Yes, but here if someone steals they throw him in.

(Olga) You are communists!

And then go where there are no communists!

Yes, let's go, let's go.

You will never see us again!

So is it true that you're leaving?

- Should we leave? - Do you have to leave?

- You tell me to leave. - You said you were leaving.

- Let's go. - Shall we leave?

- So, are you leaving or not? - Yes, Tullio.

Let's go.

Mom questioned fate with the thread

and he says yes.

Let's go to the place we started from.

He said the circle it's about to close.

Goodbye, Tullio.

Come on, Olga, don't do that.

I understand your pain,

but if the thread said that the circle closes,

you can see it's fate and I cannot oppose the thread.

Olga, all I have to do is thank you.

Thank you, Olga, for the wonderful years you gave me.

I wish you all the happiness that you want and deserve.

Goodbye, Olga.

What is it?

- Tullio, my child! - (Tullio) What is it?

Friend of our exile,

I will not allow Olga's departure you break your generous heart.

Olga will stay, I will leave alone.

Goodbye, daughter.

- My daughter. - You can't leave me.

Then what would happen to us?

We will challenge our destiny.

Mother and daughter are not separated, we will both stay.

(Tullio) No, I can't accept this sacrifice.

the circle must close.

Then you don't want me to stay.

I don't want to? And the thread, mother said so.

But it's nonsense, and then he could also be wrong.

- What are you saying? - Are you sure you got it right?

I don't know, the calculations are very difficult.

- Maybe I was wrong. - Do it again.

- Yes. - My poor love.

- (Tullio) What are you doing? - You come.

- (Tullio) Where? - You come.

- (Tullio) Do you see how bad you are? - My love, how you are suffering.

Me too, feel how it beats here.

- Can you hear it? - Yes, I feel it.

Give me a kiss.

- (Olga) Romanaccio. - (Tullio) No.

- (Tullio) You hurt me. - (Olga) I want to hurt you.

- Pompilius! - (Pompilio) Leave me alone.

- Please, Pompilio.

Mom wrote to me that she's sick, I don't want to play.

(Baroness) Pompilius.

Good evening.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

- We thought he wouldn't come. - Yes, it's late.

- I've had a busy day. - He works too hard.

- Who makes him do it? - Already. How are you doing, Sora Lella?

Like the ancients, who ate the peels...

(together) And they threw away the figs.

- What's good? - A broth resurrects the dead.

Give me a cup, it'll cheer me up.

- Put an egg in it too. - Yes, I like it.

- I'm hungry tonight, what else is there? - Commander, there's everything.

Fried fish, roast chicken, spaghetti amatriciana.

- Parmigiana and peperonata. - I would eat everything.

- Good evening. - Virgil, how are you?

- With the wind at your back. - Virgil has woken up, eh?

There are more broken dishes than those he brings to the table.

- What an idiot! - But it's true that it's fine with you.

- Yes, unfortunately. - (Tullio) Why unfortunately?

We no longer know where to put people.

- I can't do it alone anymore.

(Camilla) Where should I put it? Already three of us can't get inside.

And spread out, blessed daughters, I always told you.

- There would be a possibility. - Which?

- 1 friars. - The friars?

They have a warehouse that comes out here, in ancient times the dead were burned there.

- There's also a nice oven. - It's nice, but it makes a little sense.

- It doesn't seem like the right environment to me. - Today people like the macabre.

- Today people are a bit disgusting. - But they want a lot of money.

- How many? - Let's not talk about it, Commander.

She did even too much for us.

- Just too much. - How many?

3 million.

Talk to the friars, then let me know.

- Where is Esperia? - Commander, how can I thank you?

No, what are you doing, Mrs Camilla?

- There is no more religion. - Hello, Carmen.

HI.

- What happened? - I called you yesterday.

- You made me say you weren't there. - I?

- Don't even say that as a joke. - Yes, but we haven't seen each other for six months.

You've been married for six months.

Why, aren't you happy with Virgil? Don't like it?

You know I only like you.

I've always liked you too, but then you said you wanted to settle down.

- (Virgil) Change, please. - Yeah, that set me up nicely.

- Would you like a cigarette? - No, I don't smoke.

When you were engaged, I disliked that big boss.

- Now I like him. - You know a lot and you tell it well.

it's getting beautiful.

Camilla's daughters they don't need to make themselves beautiful, they are.

- Commander, the table is ready. - Yes?

- What's jealous? - Yes, yes.

(GUITAR, MAN SINGS IN NEAPOLITAN)

- Yes.

- How am I? - Ask him.

(ESPERIA MAKES SOUNDS)

(GUITAR, MAN SINGS)

- Good evening. - Esperia, how beautiful you are.

- Do you like my dress? - Wonderful, but you're beautiful even without it.

- Yes. - The broth, Commander.

- Thank you. - For me two tuna bibs.

But you haven't eaten?

I can make the Commendatore eat alone?

From tomorrow I start the jockey's diet.

- What is it? - And to lose weight.

- But why do you want to lose weight? - You like fat girls, huh?

but Carmen seems fatter, why?

- She's pregnant. - Ah, I didn't know that.

- Tell the truth, you still like it, huh? - Chi?

- Come on, Commander.

- I watched her grow up. - And have you seen me shrink?

(SCREAMING)

- (Donna) - What is it?

It's folklore. May I, Commander?

I'll do this song and let's go.

- Go, sing. - Salute.

(Together) de magna and drinks

- (Hesperia) How is aunt? - He's in Liverpool.

I'm sorry it bothers you to accompany me, I take a taxi.

For goodness sake.

If the Commander knew that I made her go alone at night,

he fires me.

I don't tell him.

And then I willingly accompany her.

- Not the others? - Don't make me talk.

- How's the restaurant going? - We can't complain.

The Commander wants us to expand.

What a man, he has no peace.

It would also enlarge the Colosseum, if we let it.

How is Mrs. Camilla?

Here you are.

Ready, accountant.

Reimbursement of expenses incurred from Mrs. Anna for the wedding.

These are the receipts.

It was a really nice party, Commander.

- Really successful. - Yes, we also spent little.

- 2,834,000 lire. - Here you are.

Really successful, huh?

- Here it is. - After you.

Things? "Poor people of the Parish, 350,000 lire."

Mrs. Anna always has the habit to offer when throwing a party.

- Yes I know. - Then tips.

Don't tell me, accountant, I read it. To whom?

Mrs. Anna told me this, I don't allow myself to doubt it.

Mrs. Anna, my wife, is a mohawk about the shopping you do, think about it.

Come on, accountant.

"14 meters of Rhodiatoce linen velvet purchased by Cesari."

Why?

Baroness Olga he says we have substandard goods.

And did she let him say it?

Well, ultimately he's not entirely wrong.

He's a little right.

It is a fine hand-woven velvet. (TULLIO MAKES SOME VERSES)

- Then Cesari did a 25% discount. - Come on.

Things? "Bar Camilli 86,000 lire."

It's the bar where Miss Ingrid order liquor.

Does the hostess order them there? Bar Camilli.

After you.

"Professor Fabiani, 286,000 lire." Things?

It is for the operation of adenoids that Elizabeth did.

- Who is Elizabeth? - Our daughter.

My daughter.

Accountant, you don't have health insurance?

- Yes, certainly. - And good for the children too.

I mentioned this to my wife,

but Emanuela told me that she had recommended the professor.

- I was? Sorry, accountant. - But do you think so?

Here, this is the plan and the estimate

for the enlargement of the restaurant of Mrs. Camilla.

Mrs. Camilla is smart.

He didn't waste any time. (BEEP SIGNAL)

- Yes? - (Secretary) Mrs. Camilla and daughters.

- Here it is. - Sad people, named and seen.

- No, how sad? - An old adage.

Let it go, It will be sad for her, but not for me.

- Where you go? - I thought...

You think too much, accountant, stay here.

After you!

- The twins! - Commander, how are you?

- Well, you? - (together) Good, thanks.

- I'm pleased, have a seat. - Thank you.

(TULLIO LAUGHS)

Accountant, she remembers Mrs. Camilla and the twins?

They have grown a lot, in health and beauty.

- (Tullio) Yes. - (together) Too good.

- Ma'am, we were looking at your map. - (Camilla) Thank you.

(Camilla) After last night, I took courage.

- Good. - (Camilla) And I sent it to him.

- See? - This one, huh?

- (Camilla) The friars' deposit. - (Hesperia) This.

- Where the dead were burned. - (Camilla) Precisely.

- (Camilla) The wall to be knocked down. - Here.

- (Camilla) The kitchen here, as he said. - Yes.

- Here, these are the so. - The things.

- The brochures. - (together) The brochures.

"Ignis household appliances", they make everything new.

- (Camilla) Here we go, let's do it double. - Shall we do it?

there will be a lounge.

And at little cost you can knock down the wall on the left.

- Yes can you? - (Camilla) One hit and it goes down.

- Let's throw everything down. - The mattress maker is there, we need mattresses.

- Mattresses are comfortable. - Yes.

- What a man, the Commendatore. - (together) What a man.

- (Esperia) Then there is the little garden. - Oh, you see?

- Yes.

My husband says a pergola is better.

Yes, let's wait for it to grow.

Better than a plastic shed, right?

What does he say? Plastic shed is better.

- Of course, it will be a big expense. - Yes, well?

he made a quote, he does the work.

- He's very honest. - Yes?

that poor Marcello's good soul...

There he is, Commander.

(Camilla) He would be very happy that we expand.

(together) Yes, he would be happy.

Yes, I'm sure of that too.

Well done, a really nice project.

- You take care of it. - Yes.

Unfortunately I have to go.

I have people waiting for me at lunch, a nuisance.

It was a real joy, well done.

Goodbye, dears, see you on Wednesday.

Tutu, you were sorry that we came with mum this morning?

But what are you saying, my child? I was pleased.

Tiny. Goodbye, dears, see you on Wednesday.

- It does. - Does he do it?

- It does. - Commander, you are a saint!

(together) He is our saint.

- (Camilla) Roll up the map. - Are you happy?

Little savage,

because you don't consume at the table our little lunch?

Do you want raisins? (TULLIO LAUGHS, MAKES SOME LONGS)

(TULLIO LAUGHS, MAKES SOME LONGS)

Poor guy, we have to give him this other hassle now.

But no, Tullio is so good, He has the ability to always fix everything.

(DOORBELL) I'm not there for anyone.

(TULLIO LAUGHS, MAKES SOME LONGS)

One for you

e€ One to me.

One for you. (MAKES SOUNDS)

(TULLIO LAUGHS, MAKES SOME LONGS)

The grape.

- Hey! - Hey!

- Why are you hurting me? - Yes.

(MAKES SOUNDS)

(SCREAMING)

It will please the Commander.

- (Igor) Please, I'll call him. - Thank you.

- (Romina) No. - (Tullio) Child.

- (Romina) Not by force. - (Tullio) What are you saying, with you?

- No! - Sweetness, delicacy, caress.

(TULLIO MAKES SOME VERSES) You're a savage!

I'll chase you, I'll catch you!

(TULLIO MAKES SOME VERSES) Here I am, don't be afraid.

I am your Tulliaccio, I'm coming, I'll play with you.

(Romina) I'll throw myself.

- Don't scare me! - Commander?

- What do you want? - Mrs. Frustalupi and her daughter.

- On the phone? - No, in person.

- Did you say I was there? - I can't lie to Mrs. Agnese.

- Don't you see what I'm doing? - Unfortunately I see it.

(TULLIO gasps) Can you feel the state he's in?

Igor, I'll give you a backhander, you know?

(Valeria) Dad. (TULLIO LAUGHS)

- My child, dear Agnese, well done. - (Agnese) How are you?

Sorry if I present myself like this, but I didn't know about this visit.

You could have warned.

What is it?

Oh, the retina.

I almost never wear it, but today there is a strong wind!

What happened?

- I'm desperate. - Why?

Ugo was fired from that dirty newspaper.

Are you happy?

- No, I'm not happy. - No?

After the speeches the other day Valeria was convinced

and he had convinced Ugo.

- They wanted to get married on Saturday. - Well?

- Now he doesn't want it anymore. - Why?

Because he is a serious, proud boy, he says he can't marry me.

"If I don't work, It will be humiliating for both of us."

- That's right. - Yes, but...

- So you have to help us. - (Tullio) Of course I'll help you.

Ah, you are here.

- So it's true. - What?

I do not know.

Do you want anything, miss?

No, Tulliaccio, I'll do it myself.

(TULLIO LAUGHS)

She's my physical education teacher.

- I don't see what else he could do. - Already.

- What were we saying? - That you have to help me.

Tell me what to do and I'll do it. What do I do?

- I want you to find Ugo a job. - Where do I put a journalist in the company?

- You have a lot of acquaintances, in a newspaper. - I only knew that director there.

- You didn't ask him to fire him! - Did I ask you?

- Did you ask him? - Did I ask you?

No, I meant if you want I phone and he sums it up.

- No, for goodness sake, Ugo would never fit in. - No? Why?

Before leaving he said some pretty harsh things.

- You understand Ugo, huh? Bravo. - Yes, unfortunately.

He did well.

- Now let me think, I have no ideas. - Do you promise me you'll do something?

- Of course I promise. - I beg you.

- Are you kidding? - Let's go.

- Yes. - Are you leaving?

- Wait a minute, have a drink. - (together) No.

- Ugo is downstairs. - (Tullio) Ugo? Why didn't he go up?

(Valeria) You know him, he is shy and proud.

- Will you come to the wedding? - Sure, in which church?

- No, in the town hall. - How?

- (Valeria) Do you mind? - Of course, you know how I feel, right?

Civil marriage it is more important than the religious one.

Hey!

The religious one can be declared null and void, the civil one is not.

Well, in this respect, perhaps...

HI.

- Hello, Tullio, thank you. - But do you think so? Agnese, don't worry.

- Hello, dad. - HI.

My child, you know that today did you call me dad?

I know.

Congratulations.

(NOISE) (Tullio) Here it is.

(Tullio) Amoruccio?

Well?

She's gone.

Poor little thing.

Well, all I have left is a nap.

(TULLIO HUMMS)

- (Tullio) Hey there! And who are you? - Were you afraid that I had left?

(Tullio) Yes, I was afraid that I was gone.

Little one. (MAKES SOUNDS)

(Renato, softly) Oh God, better not to talk.

In certain situations, if you speak, you say...

(RENATO MAKES STOPPED STOPS)

- Damn. - Good morning, Baron.

- Is the Commendatore here? - No, he's sleeping.

Don't start, I want to talk to him.

Commander?

Commander? (TULLIO MAKES SOME VERSES)

- Forgive me. - Huh?

- Baron Sant'Ambrogio is over there. - No, tell him I'm not there.

How do I do it? He saw Miss Romina come out.

I'm sorry, Commander.

that came for me.

(MAKES SOUNDS)

- Things? - (Igor) I opened.

(Igor) Shall I let the baron in? (TULLIO MAKES SOME VERSES)

Oh, my goodness.

And let him in.

- Where?

- (with an English accent) Make him sit down. - The Baron.

- I'm so sorry if I bother you. - Come, for goodness' sake, have a seat.

- (Tullio) Take a chair. - Thank you.

- No, I guess. I saw her, you know? - Oh, have you seen her?

- You have to help me. - Hey!

- What happened? - I argued with Anna.

- What do I have to do with it? - Only you can help me.

- I? - Yes.

- It's absurd, should I help you? - Yes.

That's my wife!

Sorry, you're a friend of the director of "Il Messaggero"?

Yes, we are two brothers, but I don't see the report.

Well, I see it.

Come on, tell me what happened.

It started the other night at the restaurant, you were there.

I saw that Anna came out strutting, with a face...

- You argued... - (Renato) It's your fault.

- My? - Yes, it's your fault.

I started telling Maurizio your gallant adventure.

And why are you being a gossip?

Because I don't have any stories of my own.

So you tell me mine? Of course she gets angry.

- (Renato) I was joking. - But she always speaks seriously.

- (Renato) She's not funny. - Do you realize it now?

and she left with Maurizio and Fiorella.

After a while I returned home and after half an hour I called.

- He said he was asleep. - (Renato) Yes.

and a joke note.

At noon I came by to pick her up for breakfast.

- He said he wasn't there. - (Renato) Yes.

- Certain.

I called again and you can't...

You can't imagine what came out of that mouth.

And how do you know? (TULLIO LAUGHS)

Man, I lived 14 years with that woman.

(Renato) It's true, I forgot.

- (Tullio) Eh? - I love her.

(TULLIO MAKES SOME VERSES)

I know, dear.

If I wasn't convinced, I wouldn't be talking to you.

Do you want advice?

Don't be found, don't look for it, don't call.

- She'll be the one to show up.

I've been telling myself this for six years I'm wrong to do this.

- There are four. - (Renato) No, six years.

- How are you?

- We had started two years earlier. - Ah!

- (Renato) Do you mind? - I don't mind, but...

- But recently. - Three months.

You'll understand, do you think it's a lot?

- (Renato) You have to help me. - Ouch! Okay, I'll help you.

In exchange you get my son-in-law hired to "Il Messaggero", can you?

So on the spot?

- Do you want to make peace with Anna? - Yes.

When my son-in-law enters "Il Messaggero", you will make peace with Anna.

- Promise? - Promise.

Now go, let me sleep, or this evening Anna destroys me.

- Yes, I'm leaving. - Go.

- Close the door for me. - I'm going, bye.

Here, bye.

(MAKES SOUNDS)

(Tullio) Here it is.

(Tullio) Baron,

to be beautiful you are beautiful,

how stupid are you.

- Hello, dad. - Hello, Fabrizio.

- (Fabrizio) How are you? - Are we coming back at this time?

- (Fabrizio) I'm going out. - You go out?

- They're waiting for me at Piper. - Dressed like this?

- I feel comfortable. - (imitating him) He feels at ease.

- At midnight? You sound crazy. - Do you want me to go in the afternoon?

What are you doing here at this hour?

- I'm waiting for mom. - How come?

- I have to talk to her. - Then I'll go.

Come here, big head, tomorrow is the big day.

- Let's hope so. - How? I'm sure.

- Lucky you, not me. - Why?

I'm either promoted or postponed or failed.

- How smart you are. - Hello, dad.

- HI.

- Do you know what he told me? - No, what?

(Fabrizio) That's just you you could have had a son like me.

- HI.

He's already arguing with Renato.

- (Fabrizio) Hello, dad. - HI.

Hi, Tullio.

- Hey there, dear Anna. - Please excuse the delay.

- Show yourself, you look gorgeous this evening. - Thank you for "this evening".

- I see you so rarely. - Did you take anything?

Thanks, I have a whiskey.

I'm curious to hear what do you have that is urgent to tell me?

Yes?

It's a sensitive and embarrassing topic.

- Hmm?

You know it, I always see you very willingly,

but if you have come to plead Renato's cause, you can go.

No, Anna, I didn't come to plead Renato's cause,

I just came to talk about him and you.

What would you like to say?

Dear Anna, they have always been among us misunderstandings, misunderstandings, misunderstandings,

but I always recognized you a quality that few have, sincerity.

Take comfort dear, let's leave the preambles alone and let's get to the point.

Yes, let's get to the point, but it's not easy.

You know I've always admitted your relationship with Renato.

Even if I hadn't, nothing would have changed.

I don't doubt it,

but the fact that it has begun two years before I knew it

I was deeply impressed.

Oh, did Renato tell you?

He missed it.

Maybe he thought I knew, but I didn't know it.

While you, on the contrary, very honestly

you predicted to your wife your relationships.

My Anna, but what should I tell you?

What relationships? They have always been things of no importance, fleeting adventures.

Passing adventures?

You have been the lover for eight years of your accountant's wife

and you are in a relationship with a Romanian adventuress.

You've been spoiling the twins for years of your father's lover.

You've been putting it for a year and a half in my apartment, rent blocked,

that Swedish stewardess.

And that horse sunbathing naked on your terrace?

Not to mention the various young ladies and gentlemen

of the low, of middle and high society.

What a memory you have, my Anna.

Instead, since we split up, I've only had one relationship.

How sad.

Because: "Since when did we split up?" Was anyone there before?

- I prefer not to answer. - Oh.

This is the day of surprises, Good.

Anna, I promised poor Renato...

I forbid you to talk to me of that doting old man.

"Dopey old man?" He is a year younger than me.

(Anna) You don't realize that you are old

and that the world is full of beautiful young people, strong, robust, passionate,

ready to make you forget of not being young anymore

and to give you joy, faith, hope, love, pleasure?

Anna, have you fallen in love with a young man?

(MAKES SOUNDS) There he was, I was sure of it.

Always with this rhetoric of love.

You don't have to be in love to make love.

When you talk like that you sound like Renato to me.

You are still two dear old men, nostalgic fossils of the nineteenth century.

Yes, I'm a fossil still bound to the rhetoric of feelings.

Anna,

if I'm here this evening it's not for Renato.

I'm sincere, Renato's I don't care.

But it's for my daughter.

- Which daughter? - (Tullio) I'm talking about Valeria.

He was about to get married, but now everything is on hold by a thread in Renato's hands.

- What are you inventing? - (Tullio) And the truth.

I speak to you with my heart in my hand, the heart of a father.

I promised Renato that if Ugo was hired at "Il Messaggero"

I would have made him meet you.

- Did you do this? - Yes, Anna.

What should I do?

(Tullio) See him again, even just for a day, for an hour.

as you say, but he is a gentleman.

He has always loved you, he has loved you for six years!

Exactly, six years is too long!

- What are you saying? - (Anna) I learned it from you.

The other evening, when I saw you with Emanuela,

I felt a sense of envy.

I thought, "Why can't I, too frolic from pleasure to pleasure,"

"from love to love, from adventure to adventure?"

- Anna! - But I'm 40 years old.

- (Tullio) You look 35. - This evening they gave me 32.

(Tullio) They gave you too many.

Anna, you see that for us Has the time ever passed?

Do you remember our trip to Egypt?

The boat on the Nile? The Valley of the Kings under the moon?

- The pyramids. - The camels.

- The dromedaries. - The sheiks.

The bayaderes, the belly dance, snakes, spiders, frogs.

But what do you want?

- Anna, I want you. - Are you crazy?

What's strange? After all, you are my wife.

Very deep!

Then I can't bear to be kissed by a man with a moustache.

No? Why didn't you tell me When did I let them grow?

- Then I didn't have the courage. - Do you want me to cut them off?

You are such a dear romantic old fool.

- Now let's go and call Renato. - (Tullio) Now?

- Poor thing, who knows how he'll feel sorry for himself. - Anna, promise me something.

If Renato didn't everything he had to do for me,

you don't talk to him.

Okay.

Ready, Renato? I'm Tullio.

(Renato) Ah, tell your son-in-law to be tomorrow at 5pm on "Il Messaggero".

he will be happy to have him with him.

You are fantastic, Renato, thank you very much.

(Renato) Listen, you saw Anna, did you talk to her?

- (Renato) What do you say? - Yes.

- (Renato) Have you seen her? - And here.

- (Renato) Good, give it to me. - I'll give it to you.

- Ready? - (Renato) Anna, my love.

(Renato) Sorry, Anna, forgive me.

- Stupid. - (Renato) I was very sick.

- Me too. - (Renato) Really?

- Really. - (Renato) A lot?

A lot, a lot.

- (Renato) Anna? - Yes?

(Renato) I can come to say goodnight?

(ANNA LAUGHS) It's very late.

- (Renato) Just a minute, don't tell me no. - Fine, if you want it.

Just a moment, though.

(Anna) Did you really miss your Nanà?

(Romina) Yes, okay.

- Enough now, let's go. - Come on, a little more.

- I shouldn't have come. - What are you afraid of?

- (Romina) Enough. - (Boy) Come on.

(Romina) What a boy you are! I had to imagine it.

- Come on, come on. - Enough, let me down.

- Good. - Let me down!

- (Boy) What are you afraid of?

I want to get off! I'm calling people, let me down!

(Boy) All right, go then. (ENGINE SOUND)

(TULLIO LAUGHS)

How naughty!

(TELEPHONE)

- Ready? - (Tullio) I'm Tullio.

Tulliaccio!

Eh, "Tulliaccio".

- I saw you, you know? - Were you the one who turned on the headlights?

- (Tullio) Yes, it was me. - Well done Tutu.

I went to Piper dancing with a little boy,

but it was boring...

Really, dear?

Am I boring you too?

But what are you saying?

(TULLIO SENDS KISSES)

(ROMINA SENDS KISSES, LAUGHS)

(ROMINA SENDS KISSES, LAUGHS)

(ROMINA SENDS KISSES, LAUGHS)

Do you want to come for a minute to play and laugh with your Tulliaccio?

Unfortunately I am no longer alone, dad came back today.

In fact, he must have heard me come back.

- (Father) Romina, is that you? - (Romina) Yes, it's me.

(Father) Who are you talking to?

(Romina) It's my friend Fiorella, to see if I've arrived home.

(Father) You come back too late.

(Romina) Fiorella, I greet you, dad says I have to go to bed.

- (imitating a woman) Hello.

- (imitating a woman) Hello, dear. - (Romina) Phenomenon.

(ROMINA LAUGHS) (imitating a woman) Hello.

- (Olga) Hello? Who is? - Olga, I'm Tullio.

(Olga) What happened to you?

What happened to me? I feel alone.

(Olga) You wake me up in the night to tell me that you feel alone? But Tullio!

(imitating her) Sorry if I woke you up, sleep well.

- (Olga) Goodnight. - Good night.

(TELEPHONE)

Ready?

Ready?

Ready?

"Damn you!"

- Who was he, mother? - Someone whose horns are heavy.

(together) Goodnight.

(TELEPHONE)

- Ready? - Hello, I'm Tullio.

- But Tullio who? - Emanuela, your Tullio.

Ah, Tullio, what do you want?

(Tullio) No, nothing, I really wanted to see you

and I thought I'd come and say hello, can I?

But love, there's Elisabetta, I told you I was going to pick her up today.

Sorry, dear, I hadn't thought about it again.

- Goodnight, Emanuela. - HI.

- (Tullio) Were you sorry? - No.

- (Tullio) Are you angry? - No.

(Tullio) Sweet dreams, love, bye.

- HI. - (Tullio) Hello.

Who's left?

Ingrid, I want to try with her.

(TELEPHONE)

And Ingrid too...

there isn't.

So what? I can try...

with the French girl,

the one who lives opposite, it definitely is there.

(Tullio) What's his name?

- (Tullio) Jaqueline Bonbon... - Commander!

Who is?

- Igor. - Can't you sleep?

Can't I sleep? No, I was calling.

He doesn't want to succeed!

Maybe yes, because, what do you care?

I say "maybe" because I don't know if I'll go.

- Can't find company tonight? - No, this is new, Igor.

I can't find it? Just the phone, I give a whistle and they come running.

(TELEPHONE)

"Allò", who am I talking to?

- "At the?" - (jJaqueline) "Allo?"

Mademoiselle Bonbon, she doesn't remember me,

but I remember her very well his legs

and for me it is more than enough.

(Tullio) Am I coming?

"Merde à toi, ta mère, ta sceur et tout le monde entier."

And to Cardinal Richelieu.

- Bad people. - Damn!

More difficulties for Miss your daughter?

Let's hope not, he's getting married tomorrow.

I'm happy, best wishes, Commander.

Thank you, Igor.

What do you think about exams of Signor Fabrizio?

That worries me a little. The results are tomorrow.

These exams are torture more for parents than for children.

Who do you tell!

I'm sure his wife too he won't be able to sleep.

Yes, I'm sure too.

It must be said that as a mother she is an "exemplary" woman.

(Tullio) I think too that she is an "exemplary" woman.

I too have been anxious last week

for my nephew's exams.

poor thing.

He wants to become an industrial expert, but he's not very smart.

- (Tullio) No? - No.

(Tullio) It's that young man What were you eating in the kitchen the other day?

(Igor) No, that's Othello.

it's a completely different type.

(BELLS)

- Commander? - (Tullio) Eh?

- I have to confess something to you. - Tell me.

- They are not my grandchildren. - No?

And not even Vincenzino and Ferdinando they were.

- Not even Andrea? - That yes.

(TULLIO MAKES SOME VERSES)

- Don't misjudge me, Commander. - No.

I feel so alone.

- I was orphaned as a child. - Oh.

I was brought up in Liverpool from an aunt.

This gave me some complexes, the psychoanalyst explained it to me.

- Have you been to the psychoanalyst? - Yes, I always go there.

She says I look a little like her.

- And how do you know? Do you know me? - No, I'm talking about her.

- Do you tell him about me? - But he doesn't know his name.

And tell me, what does it tell you?

That she too, like me, It has great emotional potential.

In order to download it,

we end up getting involved in complicated situations.

He's not entirely wrong.

Why doesn't she go there too to the psychoanalyst?

At my age? Igor, what are you saying?

Yeah, it's a little late, as for me, after all.

Listen, but I don't understand, why do you change grandchildren so often?

Military service takes them away from me.

Get one who has already been a soldier.

Under arms they fail, Believe me, Commander.

Igor, you bad guy!

Sorry if I took the liberty this little outburst.

No, it distracted me. Now go.

- Good night. - Good night.

- Best wishes for Miss Valeria. - Thank you.

(SIGHS)

- Can we start? - Right away.

The wedding celebration begins.

Please, do they want to get up?

- Are you Mr. Ugo Fioretti? - (Ugo) Yes.

- Are you Miss Valeria Conforti? - (Valeria) Yes.

They are in front of me, civil status officer,

to be united in marriage?

Yes.

of the articles of the Civil Code

that regulate the spouses' relationships with each other.

"Article 143."

"Marriage imposes on the spouses the mutual obligation of cohabitation,"

"of loyalty and assistance."

(Honorable) "Article 144."

to keep her close to him"

"and to give her what is necessary to the needs of life"

"in proportion to its substances."

(Tullio) One moment.

"The wife must contribute to support her husband"

"if he does not have sufficient means."

(Tullio) Hey!

I think I'm late, I don't know when we'll finish.

Bring the car in front of the high school, I come when I can.

Remember, my son His name is Fabrizio Conforti.

The other car wait here, I'm coming.

Mr. Ugo Fioretti,

wants to take as a wife Miss Valeria Conforti?

Yes.

(Honourable) Miss Valeria Conforti,

wants to take as a husband Mr. Ugo Fioretti?

Yes.

The gentlemen witnesses have heard the affirmative response of the spouses?

(together) Yes.

In the name of the law, I declare them united in marriage.

Please.

Do they want to exchange rings?

- Here you are. - The little car has arrived.

Oh, Tullio.

This is your certificate of marriage,

with all the most sincere and fervent best wishes mine and the City Council of Rome.

(Ugo) Thank you.

- Lady. - (Valeria) Thank you.

- Very willingly.

Mom, dad.

Let's go.

Ugo dear, my son.

Dear.

Thank you very much, Honorable.

- Congratulations. - Let's go?

- Goodbye, best wishes. - There's a surprise.

- Things? - (Tullio) Wait, now you'll see.

Look, it's yours.

You chose red, dad!

(Ugo) Thanks!

(Renato) Look dad, what a surprise.

Really red! Get away, you're ruining it for me!

- Fanatic! - Yes, I'm fanatical.

- Go slowly. - Where are you going?

(Fabrizio) Run after me!

- Tullio, I'm here. - Renato.

Where is Fabrizio?

(Renato) He left with the car you gave him.

It was supposed to be a surprise.

I saw him so enthusiastic that I told him, "Go ahead."

- But what do you have to do with it? - Excuse me.

You took away the joy of hugging from me my son on promotion day.

- He wasn't promoted. - Was he rejected?

Postponed until October in Latin and mathematics.

That's why he ran away, he gave me the surprise. Anna?

I told her not to come to avoid arguments.

- What are you worried about? - Fabrizio is as if he were my son.

It's too convenient to find a family made by another.

I had an unhappy childhood and I was orphaned early.

Were you raised by an aunt?

- No, from an uncle. - That's better.

- Are you going to the centre? - No, in Fiumicino.

Ah, yes, go to the airport, today the hostess arrives.

- What do you know? - I know your calendar.

- Good, do you do this too? - Yes.

- What's wrong with you, envy? - Yes, a lot.

Lucky you.

(Tullio) Ingrid.

Here you are, Tullio! (TULLIO LAUGHS)

My love.

- Did you have a good trip? - 23 children drove me crazy.

- And your luggage? - And on the plane, I leave in two hours.

- Didn't you want to go to the beach tomorrow? - Tullio, I'm never going back to Rome.

My commander he asked me to marry him.

- Oh. - Excuse me.

- And you said yes to him? - YES.

- That's right. - Thank you, Tullio.

Ingrid, I wish you all the happiness that you want and deserve.

- I will always remember you with such tenderness. - Me too, Ingrid.

- Tullio, can you do me a small favor? - Tell me.

There's a friend of mine who takes my place, can he live in your apartment?

It's not mine, it's my wife's.

Where is the friend?

(Ingrid) Here it is.

- (Ingrid) Howl? - Ingrid, hi.

- (Ingrid) "I'm here, come on down." - "ja."

(SPEAKS IN DANISH)

- (Tullio) Does he follow the same line as you? - Now he's coming.

- (Tullio) And does it have the same days? - Don't you mind?

Ingrid, what are you saying?

- Is this it? - Yes.

- Swedish? - No, Danish.

- "Hi." - This is Tullio.

Tullio Conforti, much pleasure. (SPEAKS IN DANISH)

- You don't speak Italian? - No.

How will I do it?

You will teach him, like you did with me.

Goodbye, Tullio.

- Are you leaving already? - Yes.

- Goodbye, Ingrid. - HI.

- He left us. - "ja."

- Shall we go? - "ja."

Will you give me the bag?

I Tullio.

"Tullio."

- You, Ula. - "Ula."

- Are you married? - "Married."

- I'm married. - "Married."

- With three children, two girls and a boy. - "Male."

- Great. - "Great."

- You beautiful. - "You beautiful."

Not "beautiful", I am beautiful.

- "Bello." - Yes.

- Sing? - "Sing?"

- Sing. - I sing?

"and."

(ENGINE STARTING)

"Peace of expanse of water, fresh marine in the jet"

"where the wave that comes snowy beats strongly from the impetuous whirlpools."

- Hey, the bundle! - (Camilla) Yes, okay, give it to me.

Be careful not to burn yourself, already you get so burned in front of the oven!

The sun is hot! HI.

So did you get everything, guys?

If we had to distance ourselves, see you at the Latina roundabout.

- (Anna) Understand? - (Fiorella) Yes.

- (Fabrizio) Renato isn't coming? - No, the baron isn't coming.

The baron went to the artichoke festival and then reaches us.

(Anna) Please, you don't act crazy.

- (Maurizio) Okay. - (Anna) Slowly.

You might as well stop to take a bath.

The Commander likes it seeing me come out of the water all wet.

I know, but by dint of going in and out you turned green.

Come on, let's start, I'm hungry.

Let's wait another five minutes, he promised he would come.

He's like his father, every Sunday he made me stretch my neck.

Poetry is music.

It has the low and the high, the downbeat and the upbeat.

It has its hits on the ground.

Lyrical poetry it has its own elevation of the arms.

Mom, are we waiting for him?

No, let's go eat.

But what do we do, eat?

- Don't have an appetite? - Aren't we waiting for Tullio?

- Not us, if you want to wait for him... - Why isn't he coming?

Why, don't you know? On Sunday...

- Never? - (together) Never.

Mommy, is Uncle Tullio coming to eat too?

No, never on Sunday.

What does Uncle Tullio do on Sundays?

He rests.

Where?

Meh.

Nobody knows.

Commander, how beautiful and right it is rest on Sunday.

Igor, my dear, Sunday is just for resting.

Commander.

Shall I raise the jib?

Yes, Igor.

Raise the bow.