A Difficult Life Page #3

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- Thanks. No The king is out then?

- Go.

- Elena, Let's go for a meal. I have a

bill of exchange. - Is it valid? - He said so.

Bye.

- The royal family has to leave.

- Is it the king's fault?

No, it is Badoglio

and all the other traitors fault that

- Excuse me, where were you

on the eight of september? - How so?

- Where were you on the eight of september?

- What do you want? Who are you?

- Silvio, let's go.

- Yes, we'd better.

- You're a fascist.

- Bye, beautiful!

- Don't always argue!

- Now that we are free, they want them back?

I'm hungry!

- The first results of the referendum!

- Good evening, mrs. Gina.

Let's see.

Hello.

Bologna, Reggio Emilia, Ferrara

and Modena seem good.

- The middle regions? - So so.

The final results will be out in two hours.

- You are already eating?

- Yes, I'm having lamb.

- How nice.

- Do you want lamb?

No, I prefer the beefsteak.

Waiter.

Two fettuccine with gravy and two beefsteaks.

I'll have an egg on top of mine.

- On mine too.

- And two salads. - Very well.

Ask Giovanni if his father

has sent him the small cookies.

- You've never had them with red wine?

- No. - They're the best.

- Where you have eaten today?

- Today, nothing.

- We've been to bed all day.

- And yesterday evening?

- Elena didn't feel so good.

- It is not true, we don't have a single lira.

- Haven't they paid you?

- A bill of exchange.

- A bill of exchange? - What is it?

- Giovanni sent it to you.

- What? - What is it?

- The bill.

Giovanni. How are you?

Mrs. Gina looks good,

she has lost weight. How is your father?

- He is fine, but I'm not together with you.

- Why? What is this?

- The bill. - Good?

- Why good?

Today is ours! We are winning,

Italy is becoming a republic!

January and February: 30,000 Liras.

April and May:
20.000.

To balance, you must give me 50,000 liras.

I'm happy to spend them, I eat well here.

Here are 60,000 liras,

give me back the balance of 10,000 liras.

- I'm giving you nothing.

- Why? It is signed by Franchetti.

- He is hungrier than you!

- I understand. Franco, please come here!

Excuse me.

- Giovanni does not recognize Franchetti's signature.

Can you verify it for him. - Sure.

No, you owe me even more than he does.

I have already told you,

it is the last time you eat here.

- In what sense? - You understood me.

- But we have sent you many customers!

I have sent them all out

because they didn't pay.

- Giovanni, what has happened? - Before you

came alone, now you also bring your friend along.

- She's my woman. - That's not important,

you're not eating here anymore!

- Franco, here we cannot eat anymore.

- You're not allowed to come!

- Very well, but don't offend him afterwards.

- No.

- Come on, I'm joking!

- I'm not.

- Silvio, are we eating or leaving?

- Wait a little, then we're leaving.

I'm leaving, but at least give her a beefsteak,

she hasn't eaten in three days.

- No! You're not eating!

- Let it be.

Go to Assassino at the corner,

and put it on my account.

Very well.

Elena, we're going to Assassino.

- Good evening.

- Bye. - Good evening, mrs. Gina.

- Bye, see you at the the newspaper.

- Good appetite.

- You exaggerated, they're offended.

- So what!

The first results of the referendum!

Republic or monarchy!

Elena, wait here, I'll call for you.

Good evening, is this the Assassino?

Elena!

- My darling! - Marquis Capperoni,

how good to see you!

- Did you know I was living in Rome?

- Yes, your mother told me.

- Did she tell you I ran away from home?

- Yes, she will never forgive you.

But you did right in

following the man you love.

- You love him, right?

- Yes, a lot.

- You are married?

- Not yet, but we will be soon.

- What does he do?

- He's a journalist and a writer.

- Fantastic! A promising line of work!

- I have a lot of confidence in him.

- If you see my mother, tell her we are very happy.

- Sure.

- Simonini told me so.

- If I see him I 'll kick him in the butt.

I'm very pleased to have seen you again.

So many memories! My beloved child!

- Who is this?

- Silvio, this is marquis Capperoni,

- He used to stay at our hotel during holidays.

- It's him!

- Magnozzi.

- I'm very pleased. - The pleasure is mine.

- Have you eaten already?

- Did you say we had eaten already?

- Not, we were going to the trattoria.

- Then you must come with me.

- Where?

- To Rustichelli.

While we eat, we will know

the results of the referendum.

I don't know We are not dressed well.

You're a writer, you artists have no

obligation to be elegant.

- Shall we go. - Is he monarchic?

- Even the monarchic eat, don't they?

- Well Rustichelli

- Come on.

- What are the news?

- Naples is good, mother.

- And Piemonte? Pinerolo?

- We are winning everywhere.

- Don't worry about it.

- I'm only anxious for the king.

- Who is this young man?

- Magnozzi, a talented writer and journalist.

Be seated.

Why do you bring people I don't know to the house?

- Mother, we were 13 at the table.

- Ah, we cannot be 13 at the table.

What anxiety!

- They were 13.

- I heard.

What a time for His Majesty!

I will always remember the last time

I met His Majesty.

I was in Pinerolo, about to leave

for the front with my division.

His Majesty had come to salute us,

and when we were about to leave,

he turned quickly,

came towards me, took my

hand and said in a low voice:

Dear Rustichelli,

you have no idea how much I envy you.

There was a sincerity in his words,

which brought tears to my eyes.

Even now, honestly,

I get emotional

just talking about it.

- Why? Why?

- Why what?

Why do many people

want bad for the king? Why?

- They accuse him of having gone to the South.

- They accuse him of running away?

- No - I said gone, not "run away.

You said gone, but this gesture

says run away.

It's the same thing. Why didn't he go

north to fight with the partisans?

But he was 70 years,

he was small and sick.

- Who speaks of the partisans?

- I do. - They are gangsters!

- Bravo!

- Don't laugh beneath your moustaches.

- Shall we talk seriously about it?

- Silvio, we are here to eat.

Just one for me.

The lady.

I'll serve him. We're used to that at home.

Fantastic.

- Rolls?

- Yes.

- What are they doing?

- They are eating half the pasticcio.

I don't want

Thanks.

Attention.

This is the official announcement

of the results of the public referendum

on monarchy-republic.

What are you doing, eating?

No?

Monarchy:

- Good.

- We have won!

Very good!

Republic:

As of today, Italy is a republic.

- My God!

- Mother doesn't feel well.

Come.

Let's go, general.

Let's go, Massimiliano.

Don't cry, dad.

Come here, your Excellency.

There is also someone laughing!

- Who has the courage to laugh?

Long live the king! - Live!

- Gangsters.

- Come, darling.

What do we do, should we leave?

- Let's eat first, and then leave.

- Good, we eat.

- Thanks.

- Thanks.

- To your health.

- To yours.

Tasty!

- Also the greyhounds, Mrs.?

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