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Free, in the wild, in a Jeep.

Sounds fabulous.

Africa would be a real escape.

I'd go there with Esther Williams.

- What about Franca Marzi?

Franca Marzi, Ginger Rogers.

Oh, I know!

Remember the surveyor's girlfriend?

The one who burned her shoulder.

- The Ciuffini girl.

- Yeah, Africa with her!

I'd prefer India.

Antonio.

Come on, I called you.

You're always in the way.

What do you want?

You can talk all you like,

but he's in Rome and we're stuck

in this dirty little rat hole.

They make a nice couple, though.

Nice couple?

She's a pretty girl,

but not Fausto, with that face!

He's tall and well built.

- And he has a decent voice.

- Big deal.

We all have voices.

Didn't you have any inkling

about Fausto and your sister?

To be straight about it,

Fausto was a real cad.

He's a scoundrel.

- I wouldn't go that far.

He's a passionate creature,

driven by animal instincts.

What are you talking about?

You think you're writing a play?

Fausto's just a horny...

It's as if one of you went with my sister.

Now there's an idea!

Alberto, leave her alone.

Bastards, you oughta be in bed!

What's left for us to do?

Another day has come to an end.

Nothing to do but go home, as usual.

Alberto lives

with his mama and sister,

and he knows that

Mama waits up until he gets in.

Alberto's home.

Riccardo, as usual,

stares at his growing gut.

Helluva time to walk in,

you little punk!

'Night, Papa. 'Night, Mama.

After eating the meal

his aunts have left for him,

Leopoldo prepares to work

on his new play.

He puts on his favorite

record, Fly the Night

and sits at his table.

Removing the cap of his pen,

he draws a triangle

and watches his characters

parade across the ceiling.

Caterina.

She's the neighbors'maid.

Hi, Caterina. How's it going?

Not so good.

It's too cold out.

How are you doing?

- Okay. I'm working.

Really?

What a lovely moon!

- As lovely as you.

- Liar!

Why do you always play that song?

It inspires me.

Just like every other night,

only Moraldo walks the empty streets.

What if I left too?

Where are you off to?

It's 3:
00 a.m.

Aren't you gonna sleep?

Sleep? I just got up.

I always get up at 3:00.

- Why?

- I go to work.

Work?

At the station.

Sit down a minute.

What do you do?

What kinda work?

I just told you:
I work.

- Is this a railroad cap?

- Yeah.

Tell me, are you happy?

It's okay.

- Want a smoke?

- Sure.

I had one here...

Sorry, I'm out.

- Never mind. I gotta go.

Listen...

- How's the helmet?

- Okay, it fits fine.

- Will it fly?

- Sooner than my enemies think.

So it does fly! Invite me,

and I'll bring a spoon to celebrate.

Olga.

Come out here for a moment.

Do me a favor. I'll pay you back

on Sunday. I'm closing a deal.

Lend me 1,000 lire.

- So you'll pay me back?

- Yeah.

You worked all night?

They should give you a raise.

I'll have a word with the boss.

- I only have 500.

- That's okay.

Thanks, Olga. See you.

Massimo and Leopoldo are off

to Bologna for the trotters.

I've got an inside tip.

Let's get a bet down.

A thousand would cover it.

I've got 300 - how about you?

Now, even on Sundays,

the beach is deserted,

Still, we'd stare out to sea.

If you were offered 10,000 lire,

would you go in?

I would.

Let's go.

Let's go and watch Giudizio fish.

Come on, Riccardo.

You know who Leopoldo looks like?

The priest!

Please don't tell Mama you saw me.

You said it was over with him.

Listen.

Let me go!

Quit staring, guys.

Come on,

let's go watch Giudizio fish.

Hi, Alberto.

- Look...

- We keep bumping into each other.

You're making me look like a jerk

in front of my friends.

Your friends mocking other people?

That's rich.

Ya gotta break up with that jerk!

What can you expect from him?

Nothing.

I don't expect anything.

- He's got a wife!

- Stop yelling! Mama's sleeping.

- He's married!

I know, but they're separated.

So what?

Is he gonna marry you?

Is he gonna marry you?

- Butt out, Alberto!

I can take care of myself.

I know what I should do.

- You work so you can do as you please?

- Yes.

No, you can't!

You're my sister!

Get your hands off me!

If you make Mama cry...

Get outta here, Alberto!

If you make Mama cry, I'll...

Then, one day, when we'd just about

forgotten about him...

Hey, guys!

It's Massimo.

- Guys! Fausto's back in town.

- He's really back?

- Yeah, and he's got a mustache!

- Where is he?

There he is!

- Hey, boys!

- Fausto, how's it going?

- How are you?

- Just great, thanks.

Hi, Alberto! We've been looking

for you for an hour.

Come over here, guys.

I've got something amazing to show you.

- What's that?

- It's a gramophone.

We saw Wanda Osiris.

- She was wonderful.

Sure, it was a nice show,

but let's not go overboard.

She came down this long staircase...

Quiet, quiet.

Just listen to this mambo.

There was a guy who danced like this.

- Teach me. Is it hard?

- Just follow me.

- Nice, isn't it?

- Are you happy?

Yes, very happy.

Things would've gone on as usual

if Fausto's father-in-law

hadn't come up with a crazy idea.

- Praise our Lord Jesus Christ.

- Forever and ever.

My good friend,

you get younger by the day.

How are you?

This must be your son-in-law.

Pleased to meet you.

Belated congratulations!

You're a lucky man.

Very lucky.

What's your name?

- Fausto Moretti.

Let me be absolutely candid.

This here is my establishment.

Somewhat small, perhaps...

You call this small?

Built through hard work.

Frankly, what I really need

is someone with experience:

A delivery man, handyman, stock boy.

Someone who can open

in the morning and close at night.

But I'd really prefer

to take you on instead.

- Thank the gentleman, Fausto.

- Thank you.

Don't mention it.

I'm pleased to give

a young man a start in life.

Feel right at home.

When can you start?

- Right now!

- Now?

Sure, you can start

learning the ropes.

Giulia, this is Sandra's husband.

He'll be working here now.

- Hello. The truck is here.

- I'll be right there.

Shouldn't he get one of these?

A work coat? I have an extra

he can use right over here.

- Just to keep the dust off.

- Here we are.

Wait, Giulia.

Try it on.

Mama'll make one just for you.

Something wrong?

It's just been cleaned.

Button up and tie the belt.

Looks like it was tailor-made for him.

Very nice.

Now, young man, you start work.

There are crates to unload.

Get the shipping log from my wife.

And keep an eye on the men

or they'll break everything.

It's fragile stuff. Get going.

- There he is.

- What's he doing?

Come on, leave him alone.

He'll lose his job.

How are you? Welcome back.

- You look great.

- What a pretty hat.

- You just got back?

- Yesterday.

- How's married life?

- Where's Fausto?

- He's got a job.

- He's working?

Yes, I'm on my way to meet him.

You're wise to keep an eye on him.

Why? Fausto's a good boy.

He's just a little fickle.

Do you like your new place?

We're staying with Mama for now.

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