Francesco Page #3

I have a list of the goods your father

is prepared to give to the poor.

That's fine!

provided of course, that you go home and

lead a normal life, like everybody else.

I live a normal life.

You don't belong to this people.

In the city archives they don't exist!

They don't exist?

What do you think you

can resolve for them?

The poor live on nothing,

and I can learn from them.

I don't understand.

- So, what shall I say to your father?

Tell him... that he can

come and live here

I should give away everything I have

and become a nobody, like him!

The two of us' a fine

old age in store for us.

He loves you and he respects you.

- Respect?!

He really does. I thought about it...

- Out of here! Shut the door!

It's hard to explain.

It's as if he'd found...

something wonderful

and wanted you to share it.

Then he really has gone crazy!

In the midst of that filth...

a wonderful world!

My dear notary you've thought about it,

but you don't make yourself clear.

And what do you have to say, lawyer?

I don't know what to say.

The notary has told what we saw...

I can distinguish order from disorder.

I saw there a kind of order.

I can't explain it, but I saw it!

- You are a man I trust.

What do you think of my son?

- To say what is happening to your son...

I've thought about it too.

it's kept me awake.

I spied on him... and you

were also spying on him.

I had to prepare a report...

- But I saw you approach a leper and...

Because Francesco was there...

- No, he wasn't there anymore.

I admire your son. But I realize

it's possible not to agree with him.

And, in fact, I do not agree.

I was lying,

and Pietro Cattani knew it.

I had always been a precise,

orderly man, even fastidious.

Well, I couldn't sleep, I ate at odd

hours, I forgot appointments.

I was spying on Francesco,

as Pietro Cattani said.

And he saw me, because

he was doing the same thing.

Until... It was a beautiful

sunny morning...

I'd be very happy!

But when it comes to a program...

I understand your question, Bernardo.

you are a very precise man.

But I really don't have one.

I don't know anything about it.

Thank you.

I have these words.

If you would be perfect, go sell what you

possess and give everything to the poor.

Take nothing with you, no purse

no money, no sandals.

He who would come with me,

must renounce himself,

and take up his cross, and follow me.

That's all I can say.

There's nothing to fear.

I hardly have any fear now.

I hardly have any fear now.

Not anymore.

Would I have the courage to give away

everything for that piece of bread?

Out of the way, we are in a hurry!

- Be careful!

Let's go that way!

- That way! Quick! Move!

Out of the way!

They already took everything.

You're not poor!

- And you are a fool!

Out of the way!

Hey! Cousin, this stuff is also mine!

Do not touch it!

It would be yours if I was dead!

- Yes of course as you like...

Just pretend I will never die!

Aren't you happy

- Get out of my way!

Out of way! Watch out!

- That way! That way!

There is the house, lets go!

- They already took everything!

Let's go!

- Give it to me! Give it to me!

Move, or theyll take everything!

- Out of the way!

Stand back!

- Excuse me... Excuse me...

I was there that day.

I knew that Bernardo had three

grey-hounds and I wanted to take them.

The poor, I said to myself, won't be

interested in those hounds.

Leone, Lamb of God, where are you going?

Can I help you?

I was thunder-struck.

"Leone, lamb of God!"

Why did he call me that? My mother

used to say that when I was little,

but he couldn't have known.

You gave me nothing!

- They are giving money too!

Don't push!

There's plenty for everyone!

Don't push!

There's plenty of money for everyone.

Don't push! Don't push that way!

- Wait!

Calm down! There's plenty

for everybody, calm yourself!

Do you realize what you've done?

Don't push! Don't push!

- There's some more!

Finish! Finish!

Wait! Wait! You can take it!

Suppose they regret this?

Not the clothes!

- Let's throw him in the water!

It hurts, stop!

Hold him! Hold him!

- Let him go!

Some gratitude!

- Ingrates!

Did you expect them

to say "Thank you gentlemen"?

Hey! You look like a beggar!

- If you could only see yourself!

Me? Am I like him?

No, he's more handsome!

He soaked!

And now?

And now you're beautiful!

I moved from the grieving

eyes of my parents,

and my horse Omar,

to the eyes of Francesco,

who became my father and

my tender mother.

I'm sorry. Angelo, you speak.

How did I arrive

at the seat of Lord?

I've already told you

how I met Francesco.

I came back to Assisi after my

adventures to give him back his armor.

It had brought me luck and

I wanted to compensate him.

Actually, I must confess: I wanted to

see that pensive cavalier again.

Do you know where I found him?

Nino! Nino!

Please, don't hang him. He's my brother.

Brother?

- Brother...

Get out! Get out!

He's my brother!

Hey you' leave him!

- My brother! My brother!

Let's go away!

Nino! Nino!

Do you recognize me? What's happened

to you? have you become poor?

Business gone badly?

They're killing him.

- That man's a thief!

He's our brother.

Our brother? Then you're in a bad way.

"Fraternitas... I kept repeating

fraternity to myself until

I got the word into my head.

That was what I wanted,

to my enormous amazement.

Write that, Leone, it's beautiful.

I grew up with Francesco.

Everything happened before my eyes.

But I was hesitant, a fearful man.

Fearful since my childhood.

Nightmares. Then I was afraid

that I would lose my inheritance.

Because my father became involved

in business ventures.

The first rain, it'll fall down.

- Eh, so it goes.

Wouldn't it be better to use stone and

mortar? If you need, I can...

Don't worry. It's like those.

I've brought you something to eat.

Oh good idea!

Leone,

please, you fix the meal.

Somebody else can kill it. Not me!

Oh! What a fuss!

I don't know where to strike.

I was a notary, not a butcher!

You do it. You've had more experience.

And roast it with horse mint!

You're no better than women.

Come here, you.

He looks like Leone!

If a lamb stayed alive,

among those hungry men,

then, I said to myself, that is

truly the house of the Lord.

I didn't go home again, and

I no longer felt any fear.

Fear, no! But plenty of hunger.

Write that, Leone!

I'm dying. I can't keep it up.

Bad dreams?

- No, hunger.

Don't be embarrassed. Eat in peace.

Where does this gift of God come from?

- It's like a rock.

A peasant had given it to his rabbits.

- And the poor rabbits?

They were very happy to share. I asked

them, and they said: "yes, yes, yes... "

Mamma!

Mamma!

This big one is my wife,

and the little one is my son.

I've been tempted, forgive me.

We must separate for a while.

You two go North, and you two South.

You and you here, to Assisi.

No, please. Send me somewhere else.

I'd be ashamed here.

Ashamed? Then you should go

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