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A crowd like that.

No one will believe that

all those people are relatives.

-l don't believe it.

-They were over 1 ,000 of them, Barone.

Over 1 ,000, at least.

They're saying it was no accident.

lt was deliberately set.

There are 2,000 reds out there!

Hey, Barone, you look like

you've been to a funeral.

You feel sad?

You think we made a mistake?

Never regret anything. Never be afraid.

The only thing a man has to fear

is fear itself.

Shall we take some tucks?

They give the shirt a greater elegance.

l don't want it to look elegant.

l want it to look strong.

This isn't a shirt, it's a symbol.

You're not a tailor.

You're making a flag for the people.

-Does it look good, Barone?

-More manly.

More manly, yes, but not pretty.

Not pretty. More manly.

Well, good. All of you get one.

You all get one.

You all look like this.

Give the people something to follow.

Yeah. Give me that pussycat.

Listen.

Communists are smart.

They play on your human feelings.

They're like this little pussycat.

lt plays on your human feelings.

Communism is a disease.

lt can destroy the world. Come outside.

lf this little pussycat

has got communism,

you can't think of this little pussycat.

You got to think

of all the other pussycats in the world

and you got to protect them.

You got to protect all those pussycats.

You got to look at that pussycat

and you've got to say,

''That's not a pussycat,

that's a communist.''

And you've got to destroy it!

Where do we make the communists go?

Jail!

Where do we make

the Workers' League go?

Jail to all!

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l feel like

l never want to go home again.

Swear.

That you'll never become

a fat, vulgar landowner.

Swear. Swear!

l swear. l swear.

And swear that you'll love me forever

and marry me never.

Swear! Swear!

l swear l'll marry you forever!

Never!

Give me your hand.

My hand? Never!

-Oh, you're such a liar!

-Quiet, if you please!

What's going on?

-Ottavio?

-This is very delicate work l'm doing.

What are you doing?

l'm taking some artistic photographs.

Who are you?

Why are you standing there?

Us? Oh, we're babes in the woods.

Oh, yes, with empty stomachs, signora.

And now that you've discovered

my secret love for photography?

Well, l think

we know how to keep a secret.

Who told you?

Mr. Ritter just came in

by train from Florence.

He said that's all

they were talking about.

Not only that,

but he saw them with his own eyes.

Carabinieri and the Royal Guard,

swarming all over the place.

Lines with fixed bayonets

all along the way.

-The march on Rome.

-You think so?

The go-ahead sign will come

when you least expect it.

And Rome,

the whole south will give way.

-Mussolini is a sculptor of words.

-With every speech...

-He's an artist.

-He just knows one sentence.

What's the spiritual question?

-He's a master, a master.

-To spirituality. Salute.

Are you going to leave me alone?

Don't go without me.

After all.

So, he told him. Loud.

Right to his face.

Either the police chief here in Naples

minds his own business or we...

-That's the only way.

-He's always interfering.

Too controversial. Too controversial.

Castor oil in the morning...

The only way to handle him

is to be firm.

-lt's time we became firm.

-We've been too lenient with them.

At the Chamber of Commerce

no one knows anything.

They never have.

They never have and they never will.

But it's a political maneuver, isn't it?

The Chamber of Commerce...

The Chamber of Commerce! lt's more

than political. lt's revolutionary.

Nevertheless, someone at the Chamber

of Commerce should have been told.

Look, our photographer.

What is he up to?

l'll be right there. Wait.

-What's this, a disguise?

-lt's the newest thing, Professor.

lf you want to stay in business,

you follow the trend.

Leave it there.

Thank you.

-Are we leaving?

-That's right. As soon as we're ready.

-And where are we going?

-Darmina.

Darmina. lt's an obsession.

-But why?

-To the south, the south.

Oh, yes, as far away as possible

from those pigs in their black shirts.

This takes you even farther.

Even farther south.

Cocaine?

Cocaine?

Oh, l'd like to try some.

Let me try some.

Why do you cut it like...

To the novice.

-What a tragedy!

-What a waste, you mean.

A little more. Here.

Just a moment. Leave some for us.

Greedy.

Hey, what's happened to you?

l can't feel anything.

-You have to wait a bit.

-You've never done it.

Give yourself a chance.

l can't feel anything.

l mean...

My nose is numb,

but l can't feel anything.

l don't feel a thing.

Hey, where are you going?

lt's taking effect.

l can't feel anything.

Well, anyway.

So, what are we going to do, huh?

l know.

-l want a photograph.

-Good idea.

-Who is it?

-Telegram.

-One moment.

-Coming.

Be right there

Pirouette.

Jet.

Port de bras.

Here l come. Lift.

lt's for you.

You have to leave right away.

Your father is ill.

Hold it.

Perfect.

Hey.

-What are you doing?

-Nothing.

Wearing your father's coat.

What are you doing

in my father's study?

And with my father's gun?

l'm keeping it.

Oh, go ahead. lt doesn't matter.

He doesn't need it.

How did he die?

ln the cow shed.

He said,

''My legs are weak,

as if l were dreaming.''

He didn't suffer at all.

The cow shed, huh?

lt seems to run in the family.

You've been away for a month.

There are a lot of things you don't know.

Send Attila away.

There's still time.

Fire him at once.

Today.

-No, it wouldn't do any good.

-He's a fascist, a killer!

Kick him out.

lt will make an impression.

Not now. Mussolini's won.

ltaly's really changed.

Things have changed here, too.

l've changed and so have you.

-What do you mean?

-l mean...

You give the orders now,

for God's sake.

You're the master!

-Then l'm your master.

-Olmo.

Olmo. Quick, they're coming back.

Olmo.

Here, take it with you. lt's yours anyway.

Otherwise, what kind of a thief

would you be?

-ls that your baby with your mother?

-Yes.

lt's a girl.

And Anita?

She died giving birth.

Listen to me, Alfredo,

send Attila away.

l prayed and prayed

that you'd come in time.

Now you are all l have left.

How he suffered after you went away.

Do you mind waiting outside?

Mama, l have something to tell you.

Sit down. Sit down.

l have something to tell everyone.

Sit down.

Sit down, Aunt Amelia. Sit down.

l have something to tell everyone.

l don't know if l should say this.

Maybe l should wait.

lt's not exactly the right moment

to say this but...

l've decided something and...

l'm getting married.

Do you think

that this is the right moment to joke?

What a rush.

ls she pregnant?

What's her name?

Ada.

Ada.

Of a good family?

ls she chic? Tell me, is she chic?

-She is French.

-Oh!

She's traveled and she's educated?

ls she pretty?

And healthy?

Oh, we'll have a wedding

that'll make everyone die of envy.

-When will it be?

-Very soon.

Long live the bride!

-Long live the bride!

-Long live the bride and groom!

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