Malena Page #3

May I speak to Lawyer Centorbi?

Please have a seat.

Sir, it's the widow Scordia!

Can it be true?

Beautiful Madonna!

Have her come in.

- Go in.

- Thank you.

Please sit down.

Charmed.

We now continue with the testimony

of Maddalena Bonsignore,

the widow Scordia called Malena.

She could get two years in prison.

Everything will be fine, trust me.

Sit down.

You're accused of involving

Dr. Gaspare Cusimano...

in a secret and

amorous relationship...

aimed at the breaking up

of his family.

Do you know Dr. Cusimano?

Yes.

Are you or have you ever...

been his fiancee?

Absolutely not.

How could I be engaged

to a married man?

Why was Cusimano,

at that unusual hour...

on his way to your house?

I don't know.

Had he been in your company

on previous evenings?

Yes, once.

- Where?

- At my house.

Jumped right in, the dentist did.

He looks stupid, but...

- How long did he stay?

- Not long.

What did you do?

He brought me some medicine

for my father.

If it was for your father,

why did he bring it to you?

I don't know.

What did you do after

he gave you the medicine?

He said good-bye and left.

Then why has Cusimano,

are put able professional,

who, five years ago...

had the honor of extracting

one of II Duce's teeth...

publicly declare

that he is your fiance?

He made that up.

I had nothing to do with it.

Your husband's crazy.

What kind of relationship

did you have with Lt. Cadei?

I'm a widow. My business

and that of Lt. Cadei...

are no concern of the law.

All right.

Did you know that,

as a result of these affairs,

Lt. Cadei was transferred to Albania?

One down.

And before his departure,

he was questioned in judicial inquiry.

Clerk.

He declared to have encountered

the widow Scordia only twice...

in her home,

and to have had

no amorous relationship...

considering their relationship

"just a casual friendship. "

Son of a b*tch.

Lt. Cadei was received by my client...

and she makes no secret

about having had for him...

certain feelings.

But unlike the married Cusimano,

who was, let's face it, guilty...

of a pre-senile dimming of the senses...

of an intoxicating

kaleidoscope of desires...

Unlike the family man Cusimano,

But...

Cadei is...

and was...

a bachelor... a bachelor!

Clever, that lawyer.

He's a bachelor himself.

Careful investigation

of the facts tell us, therefore...

that the Scordia woman

committed no other crime...

than that of being ill-fated,

alone and beautiful.

Here is her crime: Her beauty!

And from here, the envy,

the lies, the disgrace,

that have deprived her

even of a father's trust!

And yet, she herself

is still in silent agony...

mourning over

that unmarked war grave...

in faraway East Africa.

In the beating heart of our argument...

is an audacious,

but nonetheless valid, thesis...

which asks just one question:

Can a young woman...

after the odyssey of a widowhood

endured for the love of country...

hope for protection

in the shelter of a new life?

Does she have the right

to yearn for, and to write...

a new ending to her own love story?

Your Honor,

the citizens

of Castelcuto reply: "Yes!"

Will Cusimano

leave me alone now?

Of course. He's been put

into a psychiatric clinic.

He wants to volunteer

for the Forces in East Africa.

He doesn't realize

we lost Africa ages ago!

But let's forget Cusimano

and the fickle Lt. Cadei.

Let's get to us!

I know it's not much.

But it's all I have.

They've cut my pension.

Don't you understand?

That's peanuts!

My fee is much more than that.

You'll never have enough money!

But how will I ever repay you?

It's very easy, my sweet.

- What are you saying?

- Be with me, my love!

I'm in love with you!

A woman shouldn't be alone

during these hard times.

I am a wealthy man.

You won't find better.

I'll take care of your father.

You'll never have to worry again.

I forgive her. She did it

to pay her lawyer's fees

only once and never again.

But you didn't keep our agreement.

Now we're even.

Signora Malena,

a more capable person than me...

wrote that the only truelove

is unrequited love.

Now I understand why.

It's been so long since you

last came out of your house.

But the longer we are apart,

the stronger my love becomes.

They say you're about to marry

Centorbi, the lawyer.

I know how badly

they treat you here,

how the women in the market

won't sell you any good food...

and no man would hire you

for fear of his wife.

But how will you manage to live

with a fat, old man...

so ugly that no girl

ever wanted him?

They say he never washes

and stinks like a goat.

How will your smooth, white skin...

bear rubbing against

the sweat of an old man...

who never does anything

without his mother's consent?

Is it true you're getting married?

What are you writing?

Give me that!

Let me see!

Get out!

Stand up straight.

A little longer, Don Placido.

More room in the waist,

for when he gets bigger.

Will they be ready tomorrow?

The war has ruined

my business, but it still takes time.

...as Allied bombings continue.

Wait for me.

Lord, help me with my mother,

I beg you.

Moron! Idiot!

Idiot!

You can't treat me like a child.

I'm a grown man!

Get this straight.

Your father's good name...

will never belong

to that disgusting whore!

Never! Never!

Never!

The lawyer was left

high and dry!

His mother still bathes him

every Saturday!

Malena always has someone

throwing a wrench in the works!

It won't be hard finding someone

to replace the lawyer!

- Come on, sit down.

- The next in line already has a plan.

Yeah, his plan

is in his pants.

- A cut and shave.

- Right away, sir.

Good morning, Antonio.

I brought some sugar and flour.

- What about the bread?

- The best.

- I can't pay right now.

- That's no problem.

I'm sure we can find a way

to make you some money.

Hurry, there's someone else over here!

It's Professor Bonsignore.

Malena's father.

I'm here for you.

Condolences, Signora Scordia.

Condolences.

Step aside, kid.

Signora, what can we do?

We're in the Lord's hands.

Don't forget my offer.

- Who is it?

- It's me.

- Me who?

- Salvatore. Antonio sent me.

I brought you some more food.

Come in.

- Your hair looks terrific.

- Do you like it?

- Yes, it makes you look younger.

- Thank you.

I can come every Thursday!

As long as you bring the food.

Never before in our history have

we been called upon to band together.

Just a few years ago,

II Duce promised

that the Nazis would

never occupy Sicily.

Look! The Germans are everywhere!

Look who's here.

She's a redhead now.

Look how she's put together.

I'd like to cut off that hair.

How disgusting!

Now she's even screwing the Germans.

- Who's that?

- Malena Scordia, the slut.

She's teamed up

with that other whore, Gina.

But with the Germans?

Seems there are gymnastics

at the Moderno Hotel.

The two whores run

from room to room...

servicing a dozen officers at a time.

Holy sh*t!

My good woman, this child

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