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But now l've got you trapped

and l'll not let you go.

You're not leaving here.

This house is mine and it'll stay mine.

''Made in

''Czechoslovakia.''

Sinners. Rogues.

Concubine! Concubine!

You see? l told you.

She called you a concubine.

lf we don't get married soon,

we'll be the laughingstock

of the whole countryside.

The radio doesn't work.

You've harmed me for the last time.

What has my poor cat done to you?

Murderers.

That's what you are, murderers.

Murderers! Murderers! Murderers!

Murderers.

Murderers.

Murderers.

Signora Pioppi, calm down.

Open the door. You're really hysterical.

What are you talking about?

All these silly accusations.

lf you just open the door,

we can talk it over.

We're respectable people,

Signora Pioppi.

Admit it, l look nice

in the coalman's hat.

-You look irresistible.

-Yes.

But l prefer you in my hat.

Who are these people?

Oh, they must be coming

from midnight Mass.

What's going on?

A robbery.

What was there to rob?

She was full of debts.

Poor people.

They had to mortgage everything,

the land, the villa, everything.

Who has the mortgage?

Oh, my God!

Everything she owned is mortgaged

to Alfredo Berlinghieri.

What do mortgages have to do with it?

This was obviously a sex crime.

She was still a very handsome woman.

She undoubtedly had some relationship.

-Merry Christmas. Signorina.

-Good evening, Commissioner.

Mortgages.

l wouldn't be surprised if this weren't

the act of a crazed, jealous lover.

lt could be anyone,

possibly someone right here.

She probably led him on,

then spurned him.

With his lust aroused,

he possibly raped her.

Then this murder.

Maniacs. Communists. Perverts.

May l take a look?

There, you see? No underwear.

Why does a woman

take off her underwear?

Why?

Coward.

Coward.

Ada! Ada!

Olmo! Olmo!

Olmo!

Olmo!

What is this? Why do you have a lock?

What do you have to hide?

-Why do you lock yourself in?

-l lock others out.

Where's my wife?

That's enough! Get out of here!

-Olmo!

-Get out of here.

-l'm sorry. l...

-Get out of here!

-What's he want?

-His wife.

You'll wake up the children.

l'm sorry.

l don't know what's the matter with me.

l don't know, l'm not feeling well.

l think l have a heart condition.

-Feel my heart.

-What heart?

You're just sick in the head.

Oh, maybe you're right. l don't know.

l'm going crazy. Ada's gone.

l don't know where she is now.

And you come looking for her

in my bed?

What's so wrong about that?

-What do you mean?

-You know what l mean.

-Go on.

-You know what l mean.

Go on!

Oh, l think it's very, very, very possible

because l think you like her.

Yeah.

You're right.

And she likes me.

We f*** and f***, f*** all the night.

But it's not enough for her, not enough.

lt seems she wants to

stuff this salami up her ass.

Oh, Olmo, stop acting like a pig.

You're really not funny.

l don't understand

how you could talk like that.

lf you knew what l was going through

tonight, you wouldn't.

They killed that wretched widow, Pioppi.

There's such violence here.

lt's all around us.

l don't know.

lt would have to happen tonight, just

as Ada and l were finally able to talk.

We were so close after so long.

lt was just like in the beginning.

She saw all that blood

and she ran away.

As if it were my fault. l mean,

l don't know what l had to do with it.

Who gets the widow's house?

The property?

They'll imprison some poor devil

who's done nothing.

Call him a communist.

There are too many innocent people

who have died, Alfredo.

And you'll soon see more

and more and more.

And there are too many in jail.

And it's you.

lt's you and others like you

who wanted it.

lt's you.

l'm happy you have

a woman in the house.

Your daughter needs a mother.

She only came for Christmas.

Her husband is in jail.

Has it never occurred to you

why so many of your friends

are in jail and not you?

You, of all people, who should have

been the first to end up inside?

Because l have stopped Attila,

that's why.

Because l have made him

drop his bone.

lf you protect me,

it's been in your interest.

That's right. Go on, insult me.

lnsult your old friend.

lf l protect you,

it's because l care about you.

Don't you remember

we used to catch frogs together?

You remember how beautiful it was

along the ditches in the summer, huh?

l caught the frogs, you ate them.

Come on.

Come on,

you hole-in-the-pocket socialist.

Don't you remember anything?

Yes, yes, l remember.

l remember your wedding day.

And l remember l was beaten up.

And l remember you stood and watched.

You also remember

when you broke into my father's house

and when you stole his gun?

And if you're so courageous,

why haven't you ever used it?

To get killed? ls that what you want?

Enough talk, Alfredo.

Go home. You'll find Ada there.

-You really think so?

-Sure, sure.

Take this, just in case.

Stick it up yours!

Ada?

Ada? Ada.

Ada, open the door. Are you all right?

Say something. Ada! Ada!

Open the door or l'll break it down.

Ada? Ada, are you all right?

Are you all right, Ada?

Ada, say something at least.

lt's not my fault, Ada. Please, open up.

lt's not my fault.

Listen, we'll take a trip.

We'll go to Paris.

Wouldn't you like to do that?

We can leave tomorrow.

We can even leave now if you want.

We'll have a child. We'll have a child!

The most recent

communiqu from an Axis Army...

l've just seen Aunt Ada.

Be a good girl now.

Come, l made it sweet for you.

-Just the way you like it.

-Nicolo, come have your lunch.

Come on.

One more like a good girl.

The allied forces are fighting

desperately to keep their hold

on the Kasserine Pass.

With the help of ltalo-German air power,

our gallant soldiers have breached

the pass in several places,

turning northward

in the direction of Tbessa and Thala.

So, you saw your Auntie Ada?

l mean it. l mean it.

Don't talk nonsense.

Ada is dead. Dead, dead, dead.

Why do you say she's dead?

She's in a room. Caged beast.

She eats the hearts of bad children.

...and 66 heavy artillery pieces

of various caliber.

Hail the Duce, people.

This is what is known

as the fascist miracle.

We don't need

those cart horses anymore.

We put the power

of 50 horses in one machine.

They're sold, did you hear?

Time's up.

Hey, Barone!

Barone, what's the use

of those cart horses?

Unless you got a stable hand.

You need a stable hand, Barone?

Seems fit. Any family?

Widower. One daughter.

lt all depends.

How much are you selling them for?

Barone, l give you

the best deal in the world.

Barone's a good man.

You'll be very happy with him.

So l'm sold, too?

Part of the contract.

Horses, horseman, horse manure.

You all hear? l was sold.

To that merchant there. Stupid beast!

l can't be milked, though.

Or be fed with hay.

l can't provide milk

or make a meal of grain.

For l'm not a beast.

Only a peasant.

A peasant like you men. Understand?

Can they buy us for nothing?

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