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"Dobro jutro", Doctor, hello. What's up?

I've come to see Master Paolillo.

~ He's not well? ~ Says he has a fever of 39°. I'm going to go see.

keep an eye on him, and keep him in bed!

He's old and has bad health, just give him a bottle of aspirin!

Spa-Genova: X...

Come in!

Excuse me, Mr. Principal, master Impallato's here.

Why did you tell him I was here? I warned you!

"Dobro jutro, Dobro jutro"! Am I disturbing you, Mr. Principal?

I did not summon you.

If I waited for you...no offense, but...2 days of substitute teaching in 4 whole months...

If a professor gets sick, I summon you. If everybody's healthy, I can't.

That's my point. Not everyone is healthy today.

Mr. Professor Paolillo Carlo, III B, is sick.

I haven't heard that. Wait to be called. I'm sorry.

If I may, Mr. Director.

I'm a veteran of the Albanian front with the alpine units.

In 1947, I presented a request to the Ministry of Education.

I was temporarily assigned to a role of substitute teacher.

I know, I know!

I said temporarily, Mr. Principal. This has been going on temporarily since 1947!!

If progressing from a substitute to a full-time position takes 10 years...

But I'm not the administrator! What am I to do about it?

Maybe it's because you got the diploma during the war...

when they passed them out like candy!

I have served my country! I studied between battles!

Go tell that to the administrator!

Come in.

~ If you want to do the inspection, the class is ready. ~ Coming, I'll be right there.

This cow is from the north, and teaches here in the south?!

OK, she's from Trieste, but I've been waiting for 8 years and I'm from Rome!

I'm very prepared, since apart from Italian, I also know French...

...and I have a certain mastery of Albanian and Montenegrin.

Does this have anything to do with elementary school?

Indeed it does. In private teaching, I've inserted those languages, very usefully!

My students, who haven't yet reached the age for regular courses...

are much more advanced than those of Prof. Paolillo!

I hope his illness lingers, so I can show you what I can do!

~ Prof. Paolillo is here! ~ But he has a fever of 39°!

Yeah, but in 27 years of teaching, I have never let you down.

Bravo.

Don't play the hero, it gives me goosebumps!

He'll spread the fever all over the school. I warned you, but do what you like.

~ Yes, meanwhile, shove off! ~ OK, I'll quit, I'll quit...

In addition to ruining my career, you don't care about the fever spreading!

~ Go... ~ Aren't you ashamed? Jerk!

~ What's the professor doing? ~ Finally! We've been waiting for half an hour!

Hi! Today we'll do the lesson outdoors, it's a nice day!

~ What time is it? ~ I don't have a watch.

~ I'll attend the mass. ~ So pray for me.

~ Bravo, Mom! Put'em there! ~ Tomorrow I'll bring fruit!

Feed your children's professor!

~ Tomorrow I'll bring something. ~ You said the same thing yesterday.

Into your row! Fatty, don't get excited, you'll sweat!

At 1 PM come pick up your kids. I won't be responsible for them.

~ Hi. I gave him a purge this morning. ~ Send him home, then.

In work in typography, so I commend him to you.

You commend him to me, but you don't pay me. I've been teaching him for 10 days.

~ I'll bring two Italian cigarette cartons tonight. ~ Six lessons, three cartons.

~ Gigetto, tell that to your dad. ~ OK, let's make it 3.

Go, go in line with the others, you're cleared.

In line by pairs, kids! Don't make me mad!

March! Mark time!

Miss Egle, why so hurried this morning?

What are you doing? What are you looking at? Into your row, kids! March!

This morning we'll go to the meadows! Cheer up, kids!

Kids, there, where the sun magnificently sets...

...we can will see the ruins of Claudius's aqueduct!

~ My name is Claudio. ~ Who cares? Shut up when I'm speaking.

It's not recess time yet. Follow me.

See this hexagonal rock...

...it comes from ancient roman pavement, also called "opus incertum".

~ But that's just a stone! ~ But it's ancient, a vestige from the past.

Oh....we'll take this pebble.

You see? Properly, "sedimentary". Observe the layers.

Do you know that by observing the layers, you can tell its age? Look!

Look carefully at the layers, kids...there...there it is!

Ah, very good, kids.

Here we are...I'm not mistaken, this is it.

~ That's chicory. Run! ~ Here we are!

See this small plant? That's chicory, it's edible.

Observe the structure. Keep your hands off!

It's everywhere. Bring me some here.

No, that's triple leaf. Chicory, I said.

What do you want? Again? Go back there.

Of course your father, with this purge...

~ Come on, kids! ~ Is this any good?

~ Here. ~ Here's the salad, Prof.

"Dobro taco", which in Montenegrese means "very good".

That's not "Dobro taco", it's not good. It's grass.

~ That one is good and it looks like mine. ~ Chicory, I say!

Here...

It's been long since this sweet voice last reached my ears.

~ Look how busty it is! ~ But it's a chicken!

It's a farm bird. Let's get around it.

~ Careful, it scratches! ~ Get closer, children.

It's actually called a "chicken".

You can also have roasted chicken, "a la diable", "cacciatore"...

eventually chicken fricassee, Roman style chicken, or fried.

~ Hey! ~ "Dobro jutro", farmer.

~ What did you say? ~ "Good day" in Montenegrese.

~ What are you doing here? ~ I'm teaching.

~ Children, this farmyard bird... ~ Look, do not teach anything at all here...

because the chicken is mine and if you don't go I'll make your face like this. Got it?

~ That's ignorance. ~ Let's go!

These are innocent children. And they call this a civilized country?

You've been warned.

Let's go, kids. Leave the bird to this brute.

~ Then they'll say there's freedom, huh? ~ Get lost!

I can't even discuss a bird. Come on, kids.

1, 2, 1, 2! Align yourselves! Ready to sing? Everybody, now!

1, 2,3, Go!

Why aren't you singing?

~ I don't know the lyrics. ~ Donkey!

"I cast my flowers to the wind, bring my leaves to the sea..."

Kids!

~ "Dobro tec". ~ Bravo, bravo! Study!

I'm hungry!

"Pull the dog's tail, it'll give you bread and salami"!

This is an omelet made with the chicory.

What do you want? You took a purge, you have to stay on a diet.

What's your father doing? He's not coming to get you?

Hey, it's 02:00! I have things to do!

Stay here, I'm going to phone the printing house.

~ Certainly, Madam. ~ Remember about the goblet, make it wide.

~ Easy. See you in 2 days. ~ See you.

Dear madam, "Dobro jutro"! Can I make a phone call?

What a bore!

~ How is Miss Egle? ~ Very well. Please hurry.

Done in one minute, ma'am.

Printers...printers...

Hello, Lucari printers? Mr. Giovanni Degli Espositi!

He didn't come in? What about this morning? No? Thanks.

See the things that happen to me...

~ Now what are you up to? ~ What? Nothing, no.

~ You made a phone call, right?. ~ Yup.

I don't understand your hostility. I'm not the first one to come, right?

Don't you get that my girl is a serious person with a bright future?

And I'm not a serious boy with a future? What am I missing?

I don't have flaws, I got a diploma, I'm a teacher...

~ Be patient, I've got stuff to do now. ~ I quit, I quit.

You owe me 25 cents for the phone.

~ Put this brief call into my debt account. ~ There're already four, counting this one!

And then says: "What am I missing?"!

I hope work goes well, girl.

I like her so much...

~ Mr. Impallato? ~ Yes.

If it's about the clothes hanging, it's not my window. I'm very tidy.

You have Luigi Degli Espositi with you?

~ Yes, why? What did he do? ~ His father has been arrested.

Oh, mamma mia! Come in.

~ Gigetto, look who's there. Please. ~ Thanks.

And the reason for this hard action?

Counterfeits and printing of diplomas and grades books.

We have so many postgraduates already, all we were missing were fake ones!

Do not make me look bad. There you go.

And what am I to do with him?

~ You take him away, right? ~ Where to?

How should I know? To the Regina Coeli, with his father, in the next cell.

I have no orders to take the child. I'm just here to inform you.

Inform me? Sorry, but I am not a parent to this minor!

Aren't you his tutor?

~ Tutor? ~ Yes. That guy Degli Espositi has testified to that.

If he's in for forgery, then he gave false testimony! Take him to his relatives!

You look for them, make a request, then notify the Commissioner.

It's up to you to take care of him! Put him in a prison for minors!

~ Good bye. ~ Put him in any orphanage.

Who's Regina...Coeli?

~ What happened to Dad? ~ To Dad?! What happened to me!

Your father is...He's fine, he's where he belongs!

~ I can't keep you! Don't you have relatives? ~ Huh!

Uncle, aunt, aunts, cousins, grandparents? A nurse?

Where are they? Present your family, Gigetto!

~ Good morning, Mr. Arturo Pandolfini? ~ It's me.

All right. You are uncle of Giovanni Degli Espositi.

~ Who? ~ Degli Espositi Giovanni!

He still owes me 10,000 lire!

Oh, he'll pay you back, he'll pay you back. He'll pay you back when he comes out.

~ When he comes out from where? ~ From prison.

~ Dad! They arrested Giovanni! ~ It's about time!

This is his child. Cutie, right? I brought him to you. Bye.

What's this "hello" and "goodbye"?! You're forgetting to take the kid!

~ You must take care of him! ~ If the father is a wretch, what's that got to do with me?!

But he's your relative! Will you stay with him and by his dad, Gigetto?

~ He got away! Go look for him! ~ You brought him, it's you who must look for him.

If an accident happens, you're the one to blame!

~ I won't move, my leg hurts. ~ Bad old man!

Dad!

Gigetto!

Look where he is!

You made me chase you?! I'll cut your head off!

You have to be soft, supple, always bouncing on your knee.

Put one hand on her shoulder and one on her side, then we start...

always bouncing on your knees.

One, two, three! One, two, three! One, two, three! One, two, three!

You've got the attitude! Bravo, young man!

Now we can take steps in preparation for the turn-around.

Ready? To the left! Go! One, two, three! One, two, three!

One, two, three! At this point, you turn this way.

I am the gentleman. This way, I end up facing the lady.

~ Mario, can you come a moment? ~ Yes. Nando, you take care of things.

~ Would you excuse me for a moment? ~ Sure.

~ What? ~ Look!

~ Gigetto, uncle's dearest! You've grew! ~ Mr. ...

~ Prof. Ubaldo Impallato. ~ Prof. Cavicchi!

Very pleased.

I am Gigetto's teacher.

On passing by, Gigetto told me: "This is uncle Mario's and aunt's home"

~ So I dared to pay a visit. ~ You've done well!

But what are we doing standing here? Please sit down.

~ Come, sit down. ~ Please.

You're still wearing the shoes your uncle gave you! How's Dad?

~ Dad's fine! ~ He working?

Working...He's steady! Who can move him?

I 'm responsible for the educating the child. I tutor him.

Offer something to the teacher.

~ A Marsala wine, eh? ~ A Mar...

If you don't mind, I'd like to take my leave, to go pay my taxes...

~ Even you? ~ Even me. As usual, there is a row.

~ I'd like to leave him here for half an hour. ~ His cousins are coming.

~ Because he has... ~ Five.

A whole class.

Five. In this regard, have you met Giovanni?

~ I met Giovanni... ~ Did you use to meet Giovanni?

~ Mario, forget it. ~ What about it, sorry?

I use to meet him, yes.

The teacher said he's working. He has a steady job.

~ He's with the State. ~ Here!

~ Tell him to come around, he'll understand. ~ I got it, too. Absolutely.

Please, Prof.

~ He says? Almost... ~ Go.

You see, life is hard, with five kids...They also wanted a TV.

~ They wanted one? ~ Yeah. The installments are heavy.

~ Marsala! ~ Excuse me?

Absolutely. I did understand what you mean.

However, in half an hour I'll be back. I'm off, huh?

That's it. "Oh, child, what are you doing?" He saw me drinking!

~ Goodbye. ~ It's been a pleasure.

~ Please. ~ I know the way.

~ Goodbye. ~ "Dobro vegere"!

~ "Salitti"! ~ Prof. Ubaldo Impallato!

Uncle Pandolfini is bad, he didn't want to keep me, but I'm happy.

~ What? ~ At Uncle Pandolfini's I'm not comfortable.

But what's up with Uncle Pandolfini? What did you say?

~ Uncle Pandolfini doesn't want to keep me. ~ How come? What about your father?

~ He says he can't. ~ He can't? And where is him?

~ At Regina's. ~ At Regina's?

~ In Cascais? ~ At Regina Coeli.

I would...!

¤ Life is beautiful, love is beautiful! Spring is in bloom! ¤

But, why did you told them?! I'll take you to the doghouse!

Damn!

I won't keep you, you understand?

And who are these beautiful children? Would you like to go with them?

See what a fine sailor hat? Go, get stuck in the row! There!

Farewell...

~ Sir! ~ Why did you come back? Weren't you happy with them?

This is what the monastery offers.

~ I don't like it. ~ Really?

~ Want to eat at the Grand Hotel? ~ Yes!

Watch out, I'll force you! Aren't you ashamed?! Shut up and eat!

With so many children dying of hunger! "I don't like this".

No one can imagine a child so lacking in gratitude!

That latte, I have deprived my mouth of it!

In the orphanage you would have been like a pasha!

You didn't want to, it's your loss!

Your father has entrusted you it to me. But, who knows you? Are you my relative?

You took the purge...You're on a diet, right?

I've been on a diet lots of times without a purge.

Such is life, my friend!

If you were at the orphanage...But you didn't want to.

Turn off the radio...!

spread and sprinkle the cheese...

¤ Make way for the "fix-it-all" in town!

~ ¤ Hurry to the shop, it's already dawn. ¤ ~ Switch it off, I said.

Off, OK?

¤ Oh, what a beautiful life, what a great pleasure...

¤ for a fine barber! ¤

¤ Oh, brave, Figaro, bravo, very good! Bravo!

¤ I'm really lucky! Bravo!

¤ I'm really fortunate! La, la, la la! ¤

No, keep singing, Gigetto!

¤ Oh, what a beautiful life, what a great pleasure...

¤ for a fine barber!

¤ Oh, bravo, Figaro, bravo, very good! Bravo! ¤

Oh, Gigetto, what happened to you? What have you done?

Nothing.

How, nothing? What do you feel here, in your throat? Are you OK?

Yes.

~ But does your father know you have this deep voice? ~ Nope.

Nope? And other people? Has no one else heard you singing?

I don't sing anything, I don't know the songs. At home we don't have a radio.

~ But, do you feel all right? ~ Sure, except I'm hungry.

You're hungry? Here, eat this warm food! Uncle Ubaldo gives it to you!

You see? Eat! Why didn't you say you had this grand voice?

Are you fond of Uncle Ubaldo? Do you love him?

That's it! Cary Grant!

He's a phenomenon! He's a phenomenon!

But why?!

Why, why, why. I know why, if I say I can't, I can't! Clear?

Is it my fault they haven't built the asylum yet?

~ Children cannot wander around! ~ It's dangerous!

My sister is in labor!

It's easy to leave the children with whoever instructs them and starts them off in life!

Mine went on an errand, and he's been wandering around for two days!

I am an independent lecturer, "I lecture" when I want to!

If they don't come back, they're doing me a favor!

~ What manners! ~ Now what do we do?

But what is it?

He's gone crazy, he's singing, and he even cut his beard.

But he's got a beautiful voice.

¤ Mi! Mi! Mi! Mi! ¤

Almost right! The important thing is to find the "key to impost", get it?

"The key to impost"!

Squeeze the diaphragm, control the flow of breathing!

And make the right face! Mi! Mi! Suck! Suck! Suck!

You know, like sucking a breast? Go!

¤ Mi! Mi! Mi! Mi! ¤

~ Face! Mi, Mi, Mi, Mi, understand?! ~ Yes, sir.

Call me Uncle Ubaldo! Are you fond of me? I love you so much!

Go on! Try again!

~ Uncle Ubaldo! ~ Who is it? What, did you call me?

Try singing! Diaphragm, diaphragm, diaphragm! Face! Go!

¤ Mi! Mi! Mi! Mi! ¤

~ Diaphragm! ~ Ouch!

Did I hurt you? Take a little rest.

~ Can I go play? ~ No, let's do the A note!

Face! The important thing is to find the support! Go!

¤ La! ¤

What tonsils! Stop! No, keep your mouth open!

¤ La! ¤

Do not spit! It's salted anchovies! Caruso was always chewing anchovies!

~ Go! ~ ¤ La! ¤

Chew, chew! Bravo, bravo, bravo!

Now let's do a little diction! Well, come here, Gigetto!

Meanwhile, you should say "factotum", and not "fix-it-all", like you did, got it?

~ What is a "factotum"? ~ Figaro was Spanish and he spelled it like that.

~ You speak Spanish as well? ~ I speak...

Not like Albanian, but I know quite a bit of Spanish.

Don't ask questions, let's move ahead. Here, "Rigoletto".

¤ Yes, revenge, terrible revenge! ¤ On the beat, go!

¤"Yes, sell it, terribly sell it" ¤

How? Wait...Repeat it without singing.

"Yes, sell it, terribly sell it, and my soul belongs to uncle."

~ What are you saying? Read this here! ~ I can't read, you didn't teach me yet.

There's no time now. He says:

..."Yes, revenge, terrible revenge, is the only desire of this soul."

Not "uncle's"! Who is Uncle? Desire, desire in Spanish!

~ I'm tired! ~ Want to do some napping? Rest! Come on!

"This soul's only desire." No, not the alarm clock!

Let me play!

Play?! You have to be serious and think of the future!

~ What future? ~ Our future, mine and yours.

Now I'll give you something good. Here you go.

This is mouthwash...Uncle Ubaldo bought it.

See? One, two, three...Here! Are you happy?

~ The anchovies, we'll save them for tomorrow. ~ It's disgusting!

This is not to drink, it reinforces the vocal cords! You should gargle!

Watch Uncle Ubaldo!

I'm coming!

Got it? Oh, I've drunk it! It's poison! It's good, huh?

I poisoned myself!

How often must I say it? I don't give lessons anymore. And I have no classes for women.

No, no, sorry. Are you Prof. Impallato?

~ I'm Impallato, who are you? ~ Toso's aunt.

Who?

Tosotto, Luigino! Ah, there he is! Auntie's dearest!

I know all of them aunts and uncles! Who are you? What do you want?!

I came to pick him up. Look, his father wrote me from prison.

~ Is she your aunt? ~ This is what he says.

"For the sake of your poor sister, be concerned for this poor child."

~ "The one who has him is a poor guy, too." ~ Poor guy? I am a teacher!

He doesn't say to take him away, he says to be concerned!

You've already got concerned! You did see him, right? Go away! Goodbye!

I'm endeared to him, I won't let him leave!

No, now I'm happy, since he'll be staying with you!

You are, eh? And anyway, you have a child of your own, right?

She's my bosses', embassy people, German.

Pardon the misunderstanding. Then we're agreed? Gigetto stays with me.

My name is Gigetto, and you?

~ Kristine. ~ Come.

I have German blood, I was born in Pedavena.

I know the Alps: Belluno, Cadore, Val Pusteria!

Really?

Fifth Mountain Regiment, detachment of mules.

~ You know the battle-cry? ~ Oh no! I do not know anyone at artillery.

The battle-cry, the slogan!

"Over the others like an eagle it flies!"

¤ Wine, wine, flasks of vodka...¤

What memories! No, not the alarm clock! You've got a fixation on this alarm clock?

~ I gave it to her. ~ Bravo...Hey, give out your own stuff!

~ Prof., the phone! ~ Thank you, madam, I was expecting it!

~ Kristine. Come! ~ It is a very important phone call.

We're leaving.

Leaving? That's fine. Unfortunately I'm very busy, I have a lot of things to do...

Bye, Gigetto! I'll come see you soon.

~ OK. But easy, there's no rush. ~ Greet.

~ "Auf wiedersehen!" ~ Listen to her...Goodbye!

I'll be back right away, Gigetto.

¤ All girls want me, all of them love me! My respects, madam! ¤

This one doesn't even see me...This is my time, I'll show up.

~ Finally! I've waited for you for an hour. ~ Sorry, I was doing things.

A great deal, a formidable bargain! If it works out, then I'll tell you!

The conductor, is he OK? Yes? Well, I'll be there in half an hour!

By the way, Augusto, clear terms: I want 6 million!

~ Are you crazy? ~ Let it be 3, but not a penny less!

Done! Goodbye, Augusto! Goodbye!

OK. Bye.

He's gone nuts.

¤ All the girls want me...¤ Miss Egle, "Dobro jutro".

~ Ah-ha... ~ What's with the "ah-ha"? Didn't you hear the phone call?

~ I don't mess in other's affairs. ~ That's very good!

~ Your mom's in the kitchen? ~ What do you want?!

I haven't told anyone yet...I've bursted out my pockets! It's a deal worth millions!

~ Did you won the football pools? ~ No way!

It's a secret. I am pleased to say you'd be the first to know.

~ It's the secret that will unite us. ~ Stop it, you know you won't get anything from me.

OK, I'll tell you. I discovered a treasure, a child this small.

He's very good! He sings a great baritone just like Titta Ruffo! A phenomenon!

He's small...small...small.

You've got nothing to say?

Why are you staring at me like that? Because of the beard?

~ You know what? Not wearing a beard... ~ I know, I look like Cary Grant!

You've got the face of an idiot!

And fuck off, instead of bothering me with this nonsense!

Well? What's he up to now?

Nothing, nothing. What a fine education you gave to your daughter!

~ She'll end up here, then she'll pay me back! ~ You should pay for the phone call instead!

You will receive the amount for the phone calls in an envelope! You're nasty!

Get to your places, please. Let's rehearse the chorus of the second act.

Thanks, choir.

Augusto!

~ Ah, Ubaldo! I didn't recognize you! What have you done? ~ You mean the beard?

~ It's my new life, Augusto! Why, doesn't it suit me? ~ No, no.

~ What is this deal of the millions about? ~ A bomb! A great thing!

Get ready, Riccardo...And Lucia.

~ How much do you earn? ~ Not much. If the season were uninterrupted...

Do you know how many shows did we do in a 6 months' season?

6 months...

~ Say a figure. ~ I don't know...93.

~ ¤ What did you say? ¤ ~ 93?

7!

~ 7? ~ 7 days!

~ Is she a light soprano? ~ A famous soprano, she has a great voice...

But how? 7 days in 6 months?

And she's fortunate!

So, what about Titta Ruffo?

What about Titta Ruffo? Those are exceptions!

Oh dear...The "indisposition" of the artist!

Emilio! Oh God, what was it? What happened?!

~ It's nothing, ma'am. ~ Oh, Emilio! Dear, It's Mom!

~ This time you come? ~ They gave me the money at 11:00!

~ At that time I could not stand it anymore. ~ You're right, dear. Take it.

Sorry...Eat, dear. A little wine, eh?

That's hunger!

~ Come on, Gigetto, this isn't for us. ~ But they're great!

They don't take their art seriously. They all stop so one guy can eat a box lunch!

When you get ready I'll give you pheasant and a mountain of potato chips! Yes!

Any news?

~ Nothing. Miss Dominique's in there! ~ Ah...

Miss, please do something so he won't bother me anymore.

~ Commander, I'm Colombotti, remember? ~ Speak.

I come from America. I have set up four musicals on Broadway.

I wanted to rest, but I could use 20 million...Thanks!

Interrupt me just for that phone call.

Oh, Dominique!

~ But who are you? ~ You must allow me, Commander.

~ But where did you get in through?! ~ Do I disturb? I came in there by.

Listen, Commander... you will not regret it!

Hello? No, the Commander is out!

What a smartass, speaks like women! Come on, I'm in a hurry, I have lot of things to do.

If you're in a hurry, just go away.

~ Who is this? Excuse me, Your Excellency. Yes, it's me. ~ May I?

Six seats in the third row? Absolutely. What did you expect?

~ I'm always at your orders, Excellence! ~ May I?

~ Here. ~ Thanks.

~ One more. ~ "Français"?

"Oui."

Attention, Commander! And also you, Madame!

I have a six year old child who sings as a baritone!

I can see in your eyes that you're interested!

"Attention à tout le monde"! Where is he? They've kidnapped him!

There he is! Gigetto! He hid himself, the phenomenon!

Margherita!

~ You should hear him singing! ~ Let's do it.

~ He's a phenomenon! ~ Come on, let's hear him.

Gigetto, are you ready?

¤ Yes, revenge, terrible revenge! ¤ Sing, Gigetto! Why aren't you singing?

I cued a C instead of an F, sometimes it happens!

One, two!

¤ Yes, revenge, terrible revenge! ¤ Sing, Gigetto! Come on, sing!

~ ¤ Yes, revenge! ¤ ~ Fuck off! Scoundrel! Beat it!

Scoundrel!

You should be ashamed of yourself! Scoundrel!

You made me make a good impression, really good!

Such impression...Shame on you, huh?

Is it true that you're ashamed?

I'll show you! Being ashamed at your age!

But you know, when I was 5 years old I...

"That ugly man scared me!"

But then, when I was a soldier...

As a soldier I sang in front of a three captains, two majors, and a colonel.

That colonel was frightening, he had a mustache like that!

And not in a room! In front of the Alps, attached to rocks!

Then if you slip one foot, nothing but...I was a mountain soldier!

~ I want to be a soldier. ~ You want...? Fine, bravo!

You say you want to be a riflemen with the Alpines? Don't joke, Gigetto.

You must get used to singing in front of people, you understand?

As long as there's just you.

Gigetto...you must not be afraid of others.

Who are the others? All of us are the others.

I am someone, you are someone else...We're all equal, you understand?

~ "Damn"... ~ I want to go back to Dad.

Of course you're going to go!

If you sing, you'll earn a lot of money, so we'll get Dad out of jail.

Really?

Sure! We'll buy a good lawyer so Dad'll get out of jail!

~ What would we buy? ~ A good lawyer. But you have to sing!

~ Will you sing? ~ Maybe.

"Maybe"? Gigetto, do sing! Do it for your dad! Would you sing?

OK, but I want something else.

Fine...Tell Uncle Ubaldo: What do you want?

Waiter, a tea with snacks!

Yes, sir! Immediately!

¤ Make way for the "factotum" of the city!

~ ¤ Rush to the shop, it's already dawn! ¤ ~ Oh, the Commander!

Bravo, Walter. Come. Great and thank you.

Hey, you should eat, don't spend all the day watching television!

And now, the greatest show of our gifted children.

It's a great thing, never heard by human ear.

I leave the floor to the teacher of our guest, Ubaldo Impallato.

Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen, good evening. I am going to...to present a small wonder.

But isn't he Gigetto's teacher?

I taught him how to sing the way you're about to hear.

~ Didn't he had a beard? ~ "How did he achieved it?" you'll ask.

I've sang as a deep bass in the chorus of "Burnt feathers".

Once, on the rugged mountains, there was a clarion call...

~ Ta-ta-ta-ta! ¤ The Alpine is on the lookout... ¤ ~ Thank you. Good evening.

Here you have Luigino, who will perform the song of Ashton...

...from "Lucia di Lammermoor" by Donizetti.

~ That's really him! ~ And that one is Gigetto!

¤ A cruel and bloody feeling

¤ you have awoken in me.

¤ Horrible, too horrible is this dreaded doubt! ¤

~ Where did he get that voice?! ~ He's a phenomenon!

You know the heap of money they'll give him?

And they don't want the lot of you even in the parish choir!

¤ it gives me the creeps...

¤ makes me shiver and freeze,...

¤ It gives me the creeps!

¤ You embarrass me so deeply,...

¤ sister of mine...

¤ Rather than discover you guilty of such love...

¤ I'd rather see you...

¤ hit by a thunderbolt...

~ I've prepared a statement. ~ Another early payment?

Representation expenses.

~ But how...? ~ Silence.

I trust you. Indeed I trust you!

¤ my pain would be easier, ha! ¤

He's not a child prodigy, he's a monster!

¤ sorrow! ¤

Bravo. Thank you, and bow.

He's great! I'll take him to America!

Beautiful...Yes, I'll wait here.

And now a girl from the North will perform...

Uncle Ubaldo's dearest! What do you say to Madame?

Could we meet for a possible contract with TV?

~ Depends on how much you'd give me. ~ He's already an exclusive contract with me!

We have other projects, this is just a launch.

~ It's a launch! ~ Think it through.

~ See? I sent him away. ~ Yes, yes, yes...

~ Commander, you should do me a favor. ~ Talk.

Tomorrow morning, you should lend me your driver.

Driver? Fine! That means that I should drive my own car.

But, what do I do with the driver? You should also lend me the car.

~ Just for an hour, tomorrow morning. ~ All right!

She's good!

Yes, but she lacks originality, we've seen it a hundred times!

It is a matter of practice.

~ You are very good. How do you do? ~ There's nothing to it...

~ How much will they give you? ~ How should I know?

But, you don't look at the contracts?

Don't let them cheat you! Have the check paid to a grownup.

I've signed up for television in Milan.

I wouldn't have done it, but my mother wants a fur coat.

~ What will you buy for your dad? ~ A lawyer.

"Pardon, Madame."

~ No! The fire marshal has banned smoking. ~ It's forbidden?

Yes. Should we step out?

"Pardon, Madame."

Tomorrow we'll go for a ride in the car.

~ Have you bought a car? ~ I'll buy one.

For now, it's the Commander's one. A trip to the outskirts of Rome.

~ And with whom? ~ With you.

Chauffeur, stop! Horn!

Gas! Horn!

Horn again! Gas!

Gas again! "Pardon."

Wow!...

Back to your places, otherwise I'll give a bad grade to each of you!

Horn! Go!

~ Nando's here, come and see! ~ Hurry, come see!

~ She came with Impallato! ~ He's made some money!

~ Look who certain thing happen to! ~ He's taking advantage of that child prodigy!

~ There he is! ~ How elegant!

Egle! Egle!

~ And what a car! ~ That's 5 million worth!

~ Boy, for you! It's 1,000 lire! ~ Thank you, sir.

This is for Miss Egle.

Here's 10,000 lire, the expense for the phone calls, and plus a bit for the inconvenience.

If mail arrives for me, send it to the Hotel Excelsior.

~ Where's Gigetto? ~ He's not here. Ah, there he is.

Great!

Gigetto! Let's go!

~ And now what's he doing? ~ He's leaving!

With the car!

~ The car! ~ Let's see!

It was all true, and you've always treated like him a beggar!

Is it my fault?

Shut up, stupid! Now instead of her, it could be you in the car.

~ You always said... ~ Men are impossible to understand!

~ You're the one who never understood anything! ~ What! Ugly witch!

One, two, three, four. Easy.

In my opinion, this is a case of embezzlement, is not it?

~ This is not the legal definition. ~ Ouch!

~ Excuse me. ~ Please, sir.

Mario...

Oh, this is Uncle Pandolfino, Mr. Lawyer, this is another relative of whom I spoke.

~ The lawyer Bardi. ~ Pleasure.

~ Pleasure. ~ Sit, sit.

Sit down, Uncle Pandolfini. You have a seat, too..

The lawyer is aware of everything.

He's my customer, then I become his customer. It's all a matter of clients.

It is also a moral issue!

This man lives alone with the kid and doesn't face the relatives!

I would have welcomed that kid open arms! I live alone with my father.

~ We'll emphasize the moral side. ~ Also the financial one!

You must have read the papers! Garbi the manager has stepped in!

First thing, a concert to launch him. Then a tour abroad. We'll earn millions!

This isn't the aspect I'll highlight.

It's better not to show a specific economic interest.

~ It may compromise our position. ~ If it affects...

It's obvious, a kind of abusive protection.

We could vaguely foreshadow a presumption of kidnapping of a minor.

~ Great! ~ I'll prepare everything, we'll run with it within a few days.

See you tomorrow for your third tango lesson.

Goodbye, sir.

Keep still! Gigetto, good! If you move, it's over, clear?

Gentlemen, you still have half an hour.

At 1:00, the child eats. Bravo! At 1:30, the rehearsals begin.

Oh...ah...

Maybe I...Beardy...I'd give it one more...

~ As a kind of advertising, it works. ~ Yes.

Have you seen? The papers are already talking about it.

~ Then we'll do a great show. ~ Here it is, Commander.

~ Here... ~ What is it?

~ So, this is the basis of the contract. ~ Yes.

"Between the two parties...", etc., etc. ...

"At the debut of the child, 2 million."

~ For me? ~ Yes.

"Between the two parties..." etc. ,etc. ...

"1,200,000 every 10 days."

~ For me. Always for me. ~ Yes.

~ 1,200,000 every 10 days. ~ 1,200,000.

You'd better confess that you want me to starve to death! You're taking advantage of this!

~ It's the same pay as Beniamino Gigli! ~ You're squeezing my throat!

~ Read it well and then sign. ~ OK.

Margherita...I'll be back in 5 minutes.

"1,200,000 every 10 days"...

A million and 200,000 lire, have you seen something alike?

What's all this! Are you crying?

~ Why are you crying? ~ I want to sing!

She wants to sing so she cries! Excuse me.

For two years, the Commander's said that he'd launch me!

How dishonest!

He's a monster! He doesn't understand me!

I can understand you, darling. I've always understood artists.

~ You are very nice, but you don't have...money. ~ Money!

Look here! This year I'll launch the child, then I'll launch you, darling!

~ And the Commander? ~ Isn't it enough, just the two of us? I'll make you sing!

~ It's about time. Excuse me. ~ Do knock before entering!

A little discipline! I'll tell the Commander: I want my own office!

~ When can the photographers come? ~ After rehearsal at 6:00!

The manager wants of the Pleyel Theatre wants to meet the child for cocktails!

~ Pleyel...Paris... ~ Do you know Paris?

Paris!

The capital of France, capital of the province of Seine.

Inhabitants: 3½ million on an area of 104.2 km²...

~ Honey, you're done? ~ Yes.

Come on, come on, please. Remember to sign the contract.

"Oui, Monsieur le Commendatore, à tout à l'heure!"

Ah, Paris...Paris...

~ You've got mail. ~ Oh, that? Post? Mail for me?

Mail..."Car Accessories"...This is premature.

The guys from the orphanage! Now they remember! When I brought them Gigetto, they wanted nothing to do with us!

This is a registered one, let's check it out. It must be important.

Guess what? They gave me the cathedra, I'm a teacher now!

Now they remember! Now what should I say?

Take this down, Miss, we'll answer it right away.

"Distinguished Board, comma...

"The undersigned, since 1947,...

"presented an important request...to the already-mentioned Committee...

"to get a permanent teaching chair, full stop.

~ "But until now, he has received no response, period." ~ Period.

"Only now you care to nominate him, period.

"Perhaps the said Committee ignores that in the meantime...

"the undersigned had made his way and earned some money, period.

"What does the undersigned do, question mark.

~ "What does..." ~ "...the undersigned do?"

"He throws your interest in a place whose name is withheld...

"but who you know well, period.

"But, with a few exceptions, the lot of you, to answer a letter takes 8 years...

"Question mark." No, exclamation. No, both!

"Or maybe you've forgotten, question mark.

"If this is the case, the undersigned lets you know that he doesn't care anymore.

"Truly yours, sincerely, et cetera."

Copy the address, type it, and bring it for signing.

Margherita, "man does not live by bread alone." Great satisfaction, uh? Go on.

~ It's not possible, he's asleep! ~ How could that be, he's sleep?!

Gigetto, are you sleeping? Hey, can you see the ogre? Come on, sing! We are ready, conductor.

~ ¤ Daughter! ¤ ~ ¤ My father! ¤

¤ Only in you my heavy heart finds joy! ¤

~ ¤ Oh, how loving you are! ¤ ~ ¤ You are my life! ¤

~ ¤ Oh, so much love! ¤ ~ ¤ Without you, what would I have on Earth? ¤

¤ You sigh! What makes you so sad? Tell it to this poor girl! ¤

¤ What's your name? ¤

¤ What does it matter? ¤

¤ Ah! ¤

¤ Oh, do not speak to your wretched father...

¤ of his lost love.

¤ She felt, that angel,...

¤ pity for my sorrows.

¤ Alone, deformed, poor, she loved me out of compassion.

¤ Ah! She died! Died!

¤ May the soil rest lightly upon that beloved head.

¤ Only you are left to this wretch...!

¤ God be thanked!

¤ Be thanked! ¤

~ Take a break, gentlemen. ~ Down. That's it.

~ Excuse us, sir, we'll go take pictures. ~ We've taken so many photos already!

Today we'll make them in costume. Will you excuse us? Come along.

Now undress. Here is a beautiful surprise for you. Guess what?

~ A bear! ~ No.

~ Donald Duck! ~ Almost.

A swan! The swan in Busseto!

Giuseppe Verdi, the one who wrote that: ¤ Yes, revenge, terrible revenge! ¤

Ah! What rubbish!

Nice, right? Look at that beard he wears. We'll take a picture with it.

Hurry up undressing, you must dress as Rigoletto. Get with it.

We'll take a beautiful color photo, so we can put it in the newspapers.

~ Why? ~ Why do you ask "why"?

Come, dress up, put on the tights and shorts. Hurry, move.

~ But why in the newspapers? ~ Because people will see it and say: "This is Gigetto".

~ What people? ~ People, so many people!

~ Who? ~ How should I know, who knows them?

~ So what do you care? ~ How, what do you care? What about fame?

Don't you know that by getting your photo in the newspaper, you immediately make a fortune?

~ They've put Dad in the news, too. ~ But then...

~ in that case it was for dishonesty, this one's something else. ~ Why something else?

If you don't shut up... ¤ We're two of a kind!

¤ My weapon is my tongue, his is a dagger. I am a man of laughter.

¤ Women are as fickle as feathers in the wind. ¤

You're swell! Put this on!

~ What is it? ~ The hump.

~ I do not want it! ~ You want a slap?

~ I don't want a hump! ~ Even so you'll put it on!

~ No! ~ You're making me lose my patience!

~ I want my Dad! ~ What has he got to do with it?

~ You said you'd get him out! ~ Yes, but it takes time and money.

You're just getting started.

~ And when will you make him out? ~ Soon.

You always say soon, you're a liar!

What's Dad got to do with it? You're with me, isn't that the same thing?

~ No! ~ Why not?

~ Because Dad didn't make me do anything! ~ Great! Bravo, Daddy!

~ Work ennobles man! ~ But I'm a child.

If you are a child then shut up, because children stay mum, right?

Come in!

~ Master, they need you there. ~ That's it! The photographers!

Let's look at you. You look like a hanged man...Let's go!

Advertising is great for your career...Who let you in?

I'm Bardi, a lawyer, and these are my clients. Where can we talk?

~ What do you want? ~ To assume safekeeping of Luigi Degli Espositi.

Ah, yeah? And why?

~ As his blood relatives. ~ So now you remember him!

What chutzpah! I brought the boy to them, and they didn't want him!

~ Now that's he's a phenomenon, the relatives come in! ~ We truly love him.

We want to remove him from exploitation by a stranger!

~ You want to exploit him yourself, right? ~ Why?

~ You want to be the only one to make profit on him? ~ Yes, yes! I and only I will profit!

~ No way! We want to make profit, too! ~ Go out, you too, please! Calm down, gentlemen.

His father has entrusted him to me!

His father is about to be tried, who knows when will he come out!

~ In two or three years at least. ~ It's not good for you to face a trial.

So sue me! Fuck off, now! Go away, old man!

By hook or by crook, we'll take the child!

~ Now go away! ~ "Flat feet"! Gigolo!

The boy is mine! Pimp!

It was me who taught the boy! Only now do the blood relatives try to horn in!

Come, photographers, let's make...

Where's Gigetto? Sorry...Ma'am...He was here! Gigetto!

Gigetto! Gigetto!

Gigetto?

Gigetto!

Gigetto! Gigetto!

~ I saw him wandering over there. ~ There?

Did you saw a child dressed as Rigoletto?

Not a Rigoletto. But I saw one dressed as a Harlequin.

Yes? Witty!

He's right, it's mardi gras!

~ Hey, what do you do? ~ Come on, kids!

There he is...

~ I've chased you... ~ Dad!

Wretch! You beat him?!

~ I was looking for a child... ~ I'll smash your face!

~ He didn't see him! ~ Is he dead?!

~ Gigetto! ~ It's only a leg.

~ But... it's a dog! ~ It's a beast!

No, I love dogs, it's just...

Taxi! Taxi!

Sorry...Can you tell me where the prison is?

~ Which prison? ~ The Regina.

Regina Coeli? But small children aren't welcome there!

Come on, or else you'll be late for the show!

Look how funny he is! He has a hump!

Serves you right, ugly stupid loser!

Attention! Attention!

The dog parade is about to begin...

The dogs are guests of the Animal Welfare Committee.

All the dogs that will parade on stage...

are looking for a master or a mistress.

We hope that among those present every beast will find his own master.

~ Gigetto! ~ Hello, Kristine!

Are you with Aunt Rosetta?

~ Yes ~ Then, goodbye.

~ Why are you running away? ~ I can't afford be seen.

We'll hide so Aunt Rosetta won't see you. She's over there.

All right, then. Come on.

Police!

~ The police?! ~ They'll be here soon, if you don't let the kid go!

~ What child? ~ Come on, let Gigetto go.

~ You won't cheat me, you've kidnapped him! ~ Kidnapped?

Watch out, I'll go crazy! I'll tear out your eyes!

~ Who will? ~ I will!

I fought in Montenegro, It takes more than this to frighten me!

Rape of minor! You'll go to jail! You'll go to jail, old man! Let's check the penal code!

~ Arturo! ~ Dad!

~ Shoot! ~ Sure!

~ What are you doing?! ~ Get out, wretch!

I'm looking for the code and you grab a gun?!

Thanks to everyone, young and old. See you next year.

~ I have to go, bye. ~ Bye. --- Kristine!

Kristine!

One for you and one for me.

~ Kristine, what are you doing? ~ Run away, run away!

I've spent half an hour looking for you! Throw away this stuff, it's dirty!

Come on.

You just come here looking for him, you, you ugly pimp?! Fuck off!

Bring him back, or I'll send you to jail for life!

Good evening. Welcome to the Dance Academy.

Gigetto...

~ You're soaked! ~ Aunt Rosetta wouldn't go away!

Take off your costume.

~ How beautiful your room is! ~ I don't like yours much.

Now I'm at a hotel. It is very nice, they also have hot water.

~ You're not going back? ~ No, I'll hide here.

~ Yeah, great. Have you eaten? ~ No.

Thank you.

Dad gave it to me today.

I was given a gentleman...with a beard.

~ Who is he? ~ Someone that plays music.

But the nougat is nicer.

Now I'll get some sleep. Good night.

Shh...

Call Tina.

Kristine, who is this?!

He's my friend, he plays with me.

~ Gigetto! ~ Do you know him?!

~ He's my nephew! ~ Your nephew?

Kristine, tell Dad, he's my nephew.

~ Can you tell me what's going on?! ~ I brought him here myself!

Sorry, I'll take him out right away!

You're all soaked! You look like a cat who fell into a fountain!

~ What have you done? ~ I came to see Kristine.

Mother of mine...!

I'll phone Mr. Impallato right away.

~ I don't want to stay with him anymore. ~ What happened?

~ You ran away? ~ Yes.

Why? Was he mean?

He seemed to be a nice person. A mountain guy, for what it's worth! You have the chills, huh?

~ Is it serious? ~ We'll see, we'll see.

Now, sit up...there.

~ Ah... ~ My ear is cold, right? Breathe.

OK. That's fine. Open your mouth.

~ I don't want any anchovies! ~ What did he say?

I don't know.

Now, behave, open your mouth and say:"Aaaa!"

Aaaa!

Such tonsils he has! I've never seen anything like this! A spoon, please.

"We could accept your proposal..."

"if the distribution of the gross..."

~ Here he is! ~ I don't understand!

~ No, Commander... ~ Let me tell you! I don't understand you.

We have to make his debut next Sunday, there are a thousands of things to do, and you disappear!

~ Shh, she's sleeping. ~ Oh..."bon soir."

~ "Bon soir!" ~ So?

But, Commander, I've come up with an idea,...

perhaps bold, but worth a million, and you'll welcome me this way!

~ What idea is it? ~ An advertising idea.

Let's say that the child has disappeared, ran away...

~ In short, that he was abducted, that he's not to be found! ~ Well!

Newspapers, radio...Let's establish a reward for whoever who finds him!

~ It's not bad! ~ "Magnifique!"

It came to me and I brought it straight here.

It's a great idea, but it's illegal. It's simulation.

When it becomes known that Gigetto has not disappeared...

For us, he HAS disappeared.

I understand, I understand. But I mean that when they learn that it's not true...

Why worry...they won't learn.

~ Why not? ~ It's true! He ran away...from the theater!

I looked for him all over! I can't find him!

What do you mean? I don't understand.

The Police! Phone the police!

No more fever, I told you...Are you hungry?

You already spent three days without eating, dearest, Only ice cream! Does it hurt to swallow?

No.

~ Then you have to eat. ~ But not anchovies.

But what's your problem with anchovies?

They're salty, salty little fish Uncle Ubaldo used to give me as lunch.

~ Poor you! He fed you on anchovies! ~ He said they were good for singing.

To sing? No way! At your age, anchovies!

And then you said he was nice to you!

Now you'll stay with your aunt, so even your Dad will be happier.

Look, what will Uncle Ubaldo say?

What does it matter? If he comes, I'll tell him that Gigetto is staying with me.

Oh! Hello, Kristine. Keep Gigetto company.

~ "Guten Morgen." Did you see what I brought you? ~ Good morning.

OK, the show was postponed. If there's no news, we'll make it this evening.

OK.

~ News? ~ Nothing.

And the phone calls?

I said they should be passed here. Excuse me, Commander, would you sign this order?

~ I feel like crying... ~ Professor, I have your letter ready to sign.

Hello! Police headquarters!

They've found him!

What did you say, 12? No, no, he's half that age!

~ He's 6...small...What? ~ Your signature.

~ Hello? Yes! ~ Who is it?

Montelepre Police Station!

~ No... ~ See? They've found a grownup of him.

Why, no! Say! Yes, yes!

~ They've found him! ~ They've finally found him!

~ Tell me, where? Where? ~ Where? Where?

~ Yes, thank you! ~ Where? Where?

A guy from the German consulate!

~ They've kidnapped him! ~ They say he is with his aunt!

~ I had not thought of Rosetta! Where does she live? ~ Via della Mura, 121.

~ I'll take the car! ~ Yes, yes, yes!

Conductor, proceed! The show will be on stage tomorrow!

Oh, and the dress rehearsal? Today!

Hey, come here!

That letter will reach the school board! Let's go.

~ "Bitte?" ~ "Dobro jutro."

What?

I've come to pick the little one, "Le petit","l'enfant"...

Who?

Ah, there's Rosetta! Thanks, that's OK.

What are you doing? You're crying? You thought I wouldn't find him? Where's Gigetto?

There's more...He's not with us anymore...

What did you say, "not anymore"?!

~ They took him away! ~ Who took it?!

~ The other uncles, the old man, the dancer... ~ And you gave him to them?

What could I do? There were guards, the lawyer, the verdict!

What was I supposed to do?!

~ When does he put on Rigoletto's costume? ~ They're ironing it.

~ Gigetto! Gigetto! Scoundrel! ~ Shut up!

~ After all that I did! Where is he?! ~ There he is!

¤ There he is! ¤

¤ There he is! ¤

~ What the hell's going on?! ~ Gigetto, sing!

~ Is this a joke? Where's the manager?! ~ Garbi!

Sorry, a little accident. Project your voice!

¤ There he is! ¤

~ What's this joke about?! ~ It's a failed trick!

We're not on television!

But Garbi, this is a scam!

~ It's a joke! ~ Let's leave, this is enough!

You deserve it! You wanted to take him, and now Gigetto doesn't sing anymore!

~ It's his fault! It's him who made him stop singing! ~ Yes! Yes!

What's happened with you?

~ I've been ill. ~ Ill? How come?

Sore throat. The doctor put a knife in my throat and he cut me.

Show me.

Let me see.

Oh God! The tonsils! They've cut off his tonsils!

Why?!

The Prophet's finger! You wanted to profit from a child! But you shouldn't profit on children!

They've cut off his tonsils, so now he doesn't sing anymore!

I am ruined!

Now, what are you going to do? Will you keep him? Here, the finger of the Prophet!

Bravo, prophet!

~ Mr. Lawyer... ~ Good evening.

Who are you, unknown child? What do you want? Walk, go away!

~ I want to stay with you! ~ With me? Then why did you run away?

Perhaps you're a relative of mine? You have 300 uncles, go with them!

Uncle Ubaldo!

Why are you laughing?!

What a big mess we've made!

~ We must go to jail to pick up your Dad. ~ Will you take me?

Sure. But you think he's worse off than we are? He has food, if nothing else. I'm not even a substitute.

I'd have a steady job with 13 monthly payments...

...if I had not sent that letter!

The letter? I've mailed it just two hours ago, maybe we're still in time!

Stop! Stop, Mr. Postman! Please wait!

~ What are you doing?! ~ I must look for the letter!

~ Look at this! ~ Search, Gigetto!

Here it is! Gigetto, here's the letter!

The one I sent to the school! I'm a teacher thanks to this letter!

Careful, kids! Two on hand down, two on hand up! Do!

Do! Do!

Do!

Two on hand down, two on hand up! Re!

You'll need twenty years to learn to play the piano. You played a Fa instead of a Re!

~ Two on hand down, two on hand up! ~ Re!

~ Bravo! Mi... ~ Some guy's looking for you.

I'll be right there.

Behave, children, I'll be right back. Behave, Pier Dominici!

~ Who is it? Oh, it's you! ~ I don't know how to thank you.

He was a bit annoying at first. Now he's is a really nice kid.

I've come to say goodbye because we're leaving. I've found a good job in Milan,...

where I hope to start a new life.

~ How can you just say "we're leaving"? ~ Well, yes, I'll take Gigetto with me.

~ But no, you can't take him! ~ Why can't I take him?!

No way, he must finish the school term! Excuse me, where are you taking him to?

OK, then, should I head off and leave Gigetto back here?

Why didn't you keep him while you were in prison? Now I've grown fond of the boy.

Where are you taking him to? Why are you taking him?

~ All right, then in June. ~ Thanks.

~ But I want you to be the one to tell him. ~ Yeah, I'll tell him. Gigetto!

Do you see him? He's playing...No, no!

Take him away! To Milan, Turin, to the Pole! I don't want to see him!

That's a monster! A monster!