A Hero of Our Times Page #4

- How...

Every month, promise.

- Can we settle with 15?

- It means giving up a tea.

Give up the tea,

I've got two old women who have to eat.

But, then, you feed her like she

was your wife.

Yes, but I didn't lose my job.

She got fired and doesn't give a damn.

- I don't want to see her anymore!

- Careful, Alberto, be careful.

That woman's capable of everything.

D'you know how her husband died?

Yes, an accident at a boar hunt,

why?

She says she wants to shoot

the boar, and, instead,

- she shot the husband, isn't it?

- What d'you mean, shot the husband?

Acquitted for lack of evidence,

Balestrazzi's even got the press clippings

Now that she's left the office,

we can tell you.

She shot her husband,

besides the boar.

Who has says she meant to kill

her husband?

Listen, dear Alberto,

when you shoot for a boar,

you kill the boar,

not the husband, believe me.

Ori, cards, seven of diamonds,

I take everything.

Everything's yours, I'm not following

the game, my mind's not here!

Excuse me, Alberto, but are you sure

the husband's death wasn't an accident?

All these could be only malicious

rumours, don't you think?

Don't you want to understand that

Balestrazzi has the press clippings?

- Did you see them?

- No, but I believe it,

because she's a fateful woman,

driven by jealousy.

- D'you know what I am afraid of?

- No.

That she's in love with me.

- O my God!

- O my God, what happened?!

The fire, a fire broke out!

What?

- A fire!

- Found it at last.

- What? The spaghetti?

- Spaghetti my foot!

That's dynamite.

- You wanted to blow everything up?

- Eh!

- Where did you find it?

- In the cellar.

You told me to search the house.

We're throwing her out!

I'm giving you eight days' notice!

- Get lost!

- You owe me 42 years of back payments.

I'll eat your house

if you throw me out.

Stay calm,

it was uncle Arcangelo's.

Didn't you tell me that uncle

Arcangelo was cautious?

- He was your spitting image.

- What was he doing with this stuff?

- He was fishing. - He used to fill

a paintpot with this powder,

he blew it up in the river,

and all the fish came floating belly up.

God knows how much fish we used

to eat!

- I'll strangle you!

- Don't play the fool.

- I'll open the gas and lock you both

in there. - Monster!

You wanted to do me in

with dynamite!

- I'll take it to the Gunnery

Headquaters. - Give me this box!

You're two demons!

- I'll kill you both!

- Let's turn the gas off.

He wanted to take it to the Gunnery

Headquarters.

The army has kept you away from this

treacherous device.

- I'll make this dynamite disappear.

- Mamma mia what a scare!

- Dottore?

- Yes?

What happened to you,

did you fall from the bed?

- I'm an early riser.

- Give me a hand, please.

A hand?

That's it.

- Are you sure it's unlocked?

- Of course it is.

- Got it?

- I've got a small hernia.

- Really?

- Yes, but I've got it from birth.

- Why don't you have surgery?

- The hernia got me out of service,

If I have surgery, I'll have to enlist,

I'd be a lieutenant in reserve.

Cavalry. Goodbye.

- What are you doing on Sunday?

- On Sunday?

- Will you take me to the foot match?

- Why the foot match?

- Is there a reason?

- No, I like it, I always go.

As I'm alone on Sunday,

and it even is my birthday.

- What d'you mean 17, dottore, 18!

- 18!

You tricked me,

you told me you'd be 17.

It was just like that,

I was joking.

- Then, I'll come.

- Then, I'll see you on Sunday.

- See you.

- Goodbye, dottore.

She's turning 18,

the rascal!

- Go away, go to work!

- Give me a biscuit, only one.

Go away!

- Leave me alone, you always pick on me.

- It's the second time you get caught.

- You're making a mistake.

- Some mistake, move.

- Have you got a match?

- Yes, sure, a match!

Young man,

have you got a match?

Young man, stop for a moment,

wait.

- Wait.

- You're talking to me? Yes.

- What're you doing here?

- Your lady wanted a match.

- What have you got here?

- I was throwing it into the water.

- May I throw it?

- What is it?

- A dead cat.

- Show me.

Yes.

- Dead cat my foot, this is explosive!

- Explosive?

What did you want to do, you terrorist?

You wanted to blow up the bridge?

- Shut up, you don't know what you're

saying. - Come with me to the precinct.

- I had an uncle who used to kill fish

with it. - You'll explain at the precinct.

Wanting to get rid of it,

he was trying to throw it into

the river.

Why didn't you come here

to report it?

- Am I not here, Sir?

- Sure, because you got busted.

My said aunt said,

go to the precinct.

I'm going, but if then I can't explain it,

and get in trouble with the police?

The role of the police is not

to get you into trouble.

- If you need it, it's there to protect you.

- O, yes, Sir.

After all, it's true I've always

been protected by the police.

When I walk on the street and I see many

policemen around me,

I say to myself:
Better like this, I'm

at ease, there's the police to protect me.

Why don't you increase the police corps,

Sir?

Menichetti Ernesto, anarchist,

under special surveillance.

Menichetti Ernesto, this is my uncle,

but we've disowened him,

he was thrown out of the house,

and died abandoned.

- Shall I write it down?

- Yes, write it down.

No.

Sir, I didn't say, I'll throw a bomb,

like this, literally,

I said it like theoretically,

I'd throw a bomb.

Ah, you're the one shouting: "I'll

throw a bomb!" in front of Adua's bar...

- Shall I write it down?

- Yes, write it down.

You hadn't realised that?

I declare being...

.. the same person...

Wait.

.. who on the evening of...

- Of the 12th of May, Sir.

- Thank you.

- You see, here it says the truth.

- Alright, alright.

- Of the 12th of May. - On the 12th

had threatened to throw a bomb,

etc, etc...

Let him read it and sign it.

- Theoretically.

- Let him read it and sign it.

There were three of us,

Sir, that evening.

Me, Gustavo Pedocchi,

our office manager,

and Aurelio Bilancia

one of my colleagues, employee.

Sign here!

- Do I have to sign?

- Sign here!

The truth is it was Pedocchi

who shouted:
"I'll throw a bomb. "

- Sir?

- Yes?

Do I really have to sign it?

Because my daddy told me, with his

dying words, never to sign...

This is an interrogation report

that you have to sign.

- Legible, isn't it?

- Legible.

Is it serious?

- And now, Sir?

- For now, you can go, if you want.

What do you mean, "for now"?

If you talk like this, I can't sleep,

Sir.

Don't worry,

it's only a charge without arrest.

And you aren't telling me anything!

Wthout arrest like my anarchist uncle.

I'm not into politics,

I'm neither of the left or the right.

I wouldn't like anyone to think

I'm of the center,

as a matter of fact.

I didn't even vote.

- Don't you know that voting is

your duty? - I perform my duty.

During the last strike, we were all

united, like a granite rock.

- And?

- We all went to work.

These are things that don't interest me.

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