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you can tell me if I'm right or wrong.

It doesn't seem politically motivated.

Have they beaten him very badly?

I thought it best not to say so

in front of the wife.

Look, the head wounds

are just superficial cuts,

nothing to worry about.

The damage is internal,

he's vomiting blood.

Right now I can't say how serious

his internal injuries are.

Let's hope for the best.

This is your fault!

You're a coward!

You're an ignorant ass!

Calm down, boys! You're scaring me!

You're all hopped up!

Let's talk it over later!

Leave us alone, mamma!

Go back to your prayer book!

Understand, comrade Liverani?

Oh, spare me the sarcasm!

I didn't attend the march on Rome

for reasons outside my control!

Because you're a coward!

And you wanted to see how it

was going to end!

It ended well.

Act one, scene five!

- What's going on?

- Another new act.

What have they done?

When those two fight it never ends well!

Don't you see that fascism's

enemies are starting to reappear?

In your eyes everything's fine.

What we're doing is legal!

It always has been legal. Understand?

Carlino!

- How far will you go?

- Open up!

You didn't need to give Alfredo

such a thrashing!

I told you, I wasn't there!

And even if I had been,

Alfredo's an anti-fascist!

He had it coming!

You're a traitor!

You're a savage!

What am I?

- A savage!

- Carlino! Stop it!

Carlino! Stop it!

Carlino! Osvaldo!

Stop it!

Get your jacket and get out!

And tonight this will be discussed

in the Federation.

Oh... Why...?

Osvaldo! Osvaldo!

I'm sorry, Signora,

you've been like a mother to me,

but we've reached the point

where I have to leave.

Here he comes, move!

He won't be needing a hatstand!

Liverani has gone to the inn.

Carrying his suitcases and coat.

Ok, that's that. Now let's take care

of our poor dear Milena.

Is Alfredo still in a bad way?

We must be patient,

at least the doctors said

he's not in serious danger.

- They smashed his lungs in.

- Oh, oh! Such big words!

If they'd really smashed his lungs in

he'd be a goner.

Silly girl!

Anyway, does this incident

put you in a difficult position?

We'll have to lease out

the business.

Lease it out?

Of course, yes, lease it out.

For a little while at least,

until Alfredo gets better.

Do you trust me? Do you want me

to find the right person?

Now, help me get back into bed.

I'm tired.

It was the end of May,

and the grocery was reopening

with the new manager found

by the Signora.

And one morning, before starting work,

Maciste allowed all of

Via del Corno to share

a dream he had finally realised.

- Isn't it marvellous?

- What a machine!

This is no machine,

it's precision engineering!

And what does it do? Tell the time?

The motor's a beauty!

It's the law of opposites:

he shoes horses,

but he rides on a piece of metal.

It can do more than 100 an hour!

- Oh boy!

- I'll show you speed!

Hit it, driver!

You talking nonsense again?

- You look like a deep sea diver!

- More like the racer, Brilli-Peri!

- Can I come for a ride?

- Of course, get in!

Careful, boys! Out of the way!

Take care!

Don't go too fast!

- Forza, forza!

- Go! Go! Go!

- Be careful!

- Ciao, Bianca! We're on the run!

Ciao, Mario!

Hey! Is today Sunday?

Signor Corrado has Sundays

whenever he wants.

Well! I'm going for a ride too!

- Want to come?

- Huh? With who else?

Come on, Bianca!

Hey! This one's better than a

motorcycle, it's true!

It's not much of a step.

Just a little thought is enough.

What, are you saying I haven't

thought about it?

You can't get there on your own, eh?

You need someone to explain

who did that to Alfredo.

Don't take me for a fool!

It goes without saying

that they were fascists.

But Carlino himself?

That just seems too shameful.

Ha!

Of course the blows don't reveal

anything, there was no signature.

They got him from behind.

Even Alfredo couldn't

recognise any of them.

But... doesn't this

change something?

Okay, it doesn't change things,

well, of course,

in every revolution

there are some ruffians

but it doesn't mean that all

their ideas are wrong.

If all the anti-fascists

were like you,

or like the guys at the

printing house... then yes!

But, in general, what have the

anti-fascists ever achieved?

They've retreated to the

Aventine Hill

and left the whole playing field open.

Now maybe I'm wrong,

but to me, he who runs away

is always a coward!

Yeah, but you're confusing

running away with losing.

Once the law, the King, and all of them

have sided with the fascists...

Have you ever asked yourself

what it is the fascists want?

- But...

- Well?

Well, what are you lot doing?

Ah! If you want something to do,

there'll be no shortage of chances!

Let's go!

It gets worse every day.

We don't even know

how we'll pay the hospital bill.

We'll end up having to close

the business. And that's the truth.

And by now, because of all the loans,

we're at the Signora's mercy.

You're young.

The main thing is that Alfredo

recovers fully.

Ah, here comes Corrado.

And how is that going to help?

Come on now, chin up!

- Oh, sorry... I didn't mean to

disturb. - No, please...

You can come in too, you're part of

the household after all.

- Margherita!

- Up here, I'm coming!

- How are you?

- Oh, you know. Same as usual.

Hey, don't let it get you down!

Go on, show me a smile!

Good girl! Don't you feel better now?

Tell the truth.

That would be too easy.

You're happy.

It's obvious you're in love.

Don't leave it too long!

I'm sure Bianca is waiting.

- Yes, I know. Bye, Milena.

- Goodbye!

Besides, the smile suits you,

believe me!

It's strange... the more I speak

with Milena, the more I think

she's an exceptional woman!

She has such a strong spirit...

- You like Milena, huh?

- Hey, don't be childish.

Fine, I don't like her!

She's a cross-eyed, scary cripple!

When you see her you should run away!

- Happy now?

- Milena is a dear friend of mine

and I forbid you from

disrespecting her.

You're always finding new ways

to antagonise me!

You're really becoming...

Why are you getting angry?

Don't you want to kiss me?

Clara!

Tonight I won't let you go,

unless you answer.

I don't understand why you should

be reluctant.

My mechanic's exam went well,

my mother's prepared to let us

have the double bedroom.

What are we waiting for?

I told you. If we get married now,

my mother will have to

stop working to look after

the house

and on what my father earns,

we'd die of hunger.

So we've got to spend 3 or 4 years

running in circles!

It's getting late,

I want to go home.

- Give me a kiss!

- If I kiss you you'll start over!

You can bet I'll start over.

There's no way you'll resist me

right up until judgement day!

Hey gorgeous!

Enjoying life on Via del Corno, eh?

- Me?

- Certainly not myself!

At best, I'm going straight to hell.

- Why, is Nanni neglecting you?

- Oh, blissful innocence!

Yes, Nanni's neglecting me.

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