Everybody Go Home! Page #6

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Republican Fascist Party...

has said that he'll erased the shame

of the betrayal...

and that all the responsibles will

be punishedy...

He has the radio too?

You can give him my bed too.

He could sleep here.

Oh, don't make it

so difficult, ok?

I think I've made a good choice,

and that's it.

Then, he'll do the good

act tomorrow...

He takes his stuff and leaves.

How does he dare to offend my house?.

We can still take him out and

they'll beat him up.

But you have to understand that

the other day we were enemies.

Ah, that's it. To eat our polenta and

put my shirts on we're not enemies.

Oh, I don't know nothing about

politics and military.

- I'm a woman.

- Then shut up.

I'll throw him out tomorrow.

Are you jealous?

If it was so, I'd be entitled to.

If the Germans catch him, they'll

execute him.

Oh, execute, what do you say...

Besides, you don't know anything

about politics and military. You're a woman.

- So?

- So I'll remind it to you.

- What? -I don't remember what

women are made of.

Miss Josefina

is a nice dame.

What?

Miss Josefina, Teresa's mother

is doing it for me.

For me.

I understand.

Oh, Miss Teresa

is a nice dame too.

Italian woman are good,

are "good".

What does he have to say

about Italian women?

Nothing.

Well, a lot.

Why, what are the Americans like?

The Americans are...

different.

Very tall?

Yes... but, not always.

Do you like tall women?

Yes, I like them tall...

I like them tall.

But is she isn't tall...

she must be "beautiful".

My Type...

My Type...

is just tall enough.

plump...

Look.

But with long legs.

Do you understand?

Italian women...

Italian women, North of Italy,

big, strong, blonde...

But cold.

Cold, very cold.

South of Italy:
small,

tanned...

Hot.

Very fiery.

The ones in the North of Italy,

like the Americans. Very liberal.

Do you know what? I don't dislike

American women.

Do you know American women?

- Picture, film, movie...

- Movie pictures.

Joan Crawford,

Ginger Rogers...

Who?

Joan Crawford,

Ginger Rogers.

Oh! Joan Crawford,

Ginger Rogers.

What did I tell?

Listen, Ginger Rogers

and Fred Astaire...

Relation...

Relationship...

I don't know. I like

Ginger Rogers too.

And not me?

I hope that the war will

end soon. Quickly.

Quickly? It's over for me.

I'm going home.

You're a good guy.

Why did they do the war if

they didn't like it?

Listen to this, one can say:

I don't like it.

Few. But, everyone together.

Gathered you could say.

Eveyone together we

could say, but now...

Good, eh?

An American cigarette, very good.

Do you want one?

But you don't have any,

is this the last one?

- I have another one.

- Are you sure?

I'm going to look for it.

Are you sure?

Thank you.

They're very strong.

Silent, you go behind.

Ceccarelli, the fascists.

- What shall we do?

- I don't know abou you, I'll escape.

American, the fascists!

- This way.

- Yes.

Fornaciari, the fascists.

Come on, let's escape Ceccarelli.

Here they are, on the bed.

- Who are they?

- Friends.

- Where's the prisoner?

- Who are they, what do they want?

- Major, here is Fornaciari.

- Who are they?

Fornaciari, It's been

a long time since I saw you.

I've been told there's an American

prisoner here.

No, there's no American

prisoner here.

Take him out,you'll see

he'll end up speaking.

Leave me, this is my house.

Teresa, go with the children.

Leave me!

- Who has slept here?

- Nobody!

Speak soon, or it'll be worse.

- Speak up!.

- There's nobody here.

There are only my wife and kids!

Go, go away!

Here he is. We found him.

Look how long he is.

There was nobody, eh?

Now you'll have what you deserve.

Thank you and forgive, my friend.

Come on, take him.

Hurry up guys, the expedition's

just started.

Ceccarelli, we've arrived.

That's my house.

You'll stay with tonight.

You'll eat, sleep, drink, and

you'll go to Napoli tomorrow.

But you have to

do me a favour, Ceccarelli.

Joy can kill the same as pain...

if my father sees me like this,

he'll get a heart attack.

You go first and tell him.

But slowly, gently.

Gently.

Could you do it?

Yes, yes.

Can you do me a favor?

Hey, stop!

We've arrived.

Come.

- I've already got hey allergy.

- Give me your hand.

Take the suitcase.

Many thanks.

Congratulations.

Here we are. I entrust you, Ceccarelli,

with it. Gently.

Be still, gently.

I'll take care of it.

- Are you Lieutenant Innocenzi's father?

- Yes, why?

- My God.

- Calm down, and be brave.

- Has he died?

- No, dad.

It's me, dad!

Alberto!

My son!

And you, is this the way you

thank somebody?

I didn't know where you were,

I was worried.

Dad. You're thinner.

How are you?

Fine, fine, what about you?

- And Ercilia?

- Ercilia's gone since 15 days ago.

- Her husband was transferred to Manto.

- To Manto! And you, are you alone?

Early on, when the children were here,

they were demons who stole my peace...

my stillness. In short,

i was really bad.

And now that they're gone,

I'm worse.

My boy!

Sorry, if you excuse me I'm going to

look for a chemist...

Dad, a soldier of mine, Ceccarelli.

He'll sleep here tonight...

He'll go to Napoli tomorrow.

I'm arrived.

I'm home.

Home, my home!

I forgot to tell you, It's

your septum. Does it hurt?

- No, not at all.

- Let me see.

We'll put a knife with an

iron blade.

A cold blade will be best.

Put it up here and push.

Our house's been seized.

They've forced me to get refugees.

- In my room?

- The Nocellos are in it...

Good people, yes.

Our home, it's all here.

But, what have you done? How can

you come like this? Dirty, ragged.

Dirty! If you knew the trip

I had, dad.

- I'm very tired.

- Have you left the regiment?

I had to!

- I hope you won't have any problems.

- Let's hope not.

In the meantime I'm retired.

How are you, dad? And your work?

I'm retired too.

They wanted to reorganize the Santa

Cecilia orchestra, they called me but...

I couldn't go to Rome, there's no

way to go there, besides...

Besides, what?

It doesn't work.

It must be my age, the arthritis...

I can't play the

Pizzicatto well.

What are you saying?

What are you saying, dad?

Where on earth can they find

a better chello?

Here.

Play.

- What can I play?

- Play, dad, do me a favour.

Play what you could.

Can you remember, dad, when I was a kid?

You played night and day.

- Pain!

- I didn't understand you.

All this time I've been away...

Every now and then I'd like to

listen to you.

It's so nice!

You play very well.

You're in shape, dad.

Why not?

Do I really play well?

Excuse me.

Teacher!

- Oh, Mister Nocella!

- Major Nocella.

- Yes, Major.

- Have you got a light?.

You can't get a match even paying

gold for it.

My son's sleeping.

Ah, It was him who was

talking before.

- He's back!

- Yes, he's back.

- By the way, I want to ask

you for a favour. -If I can.

My son is an excellent Officer,

he's been in the Western Front...

in Albania,and other, always

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