Maria Goretti Page #2

Good night, little butterfly-

Come here, you-

- Don't be late-

- I have to do some darning-

When the priest saw you

it was as though

he'd seen a ghost-

I met him the other day

on the canal-

He was lost-

You should have seen his face!

Your father's already creaking

like a funeral carriage-

I'm tired-

I can't take anymore-

That's enough for tonight-

Good night-

Don't be late-

It gets light early these days-

What's that?

Have you read it?

One day I will

leave here for good-

I don't want to stay here

and end up like father-

Are you afraid of death?

I don't know-

I'm not-

I'm just afraid of dying without

doing a single thing that---

What?

I don't know,

something that---

I don't know-

Lord, I pray you-

Make us all happy-

Never let us stop

dreaming and hoping-

Amen-

You soon dropped off

to sleep last night-

- Good morning-

- Good morning-

I'll take that-

Thank you-

I have to hurry-

I have to do the shopping-

Good morning-

The usual -

Flour, salt, cotton,

buttons, chestnuts

and tallow, please-

There you are-

The flour has gone up-

It's the same flour

as last week-

It's not the same-

They delivered this yesterday

and I paid more for it-

That's 14-

It's the same number

on the sack as last week's-

You can't read-

I can read numbers

even if I can't read words-

I said it's gone up-

Not this one-

The bill's 12-50-

All right-

12-50-

Good day-

I wish I were as confident-

She's a Goretti-

Tougher than a drunken man-

The count is here!

400 quintals of crops!

And you believe

he'll sign that contract?

He did with "Sardinia,"

with "The Kraut,"

with everyone!

He treats us like mules!

He shows us the carrot,

then breaks our backs!

And then it's your hard luck-

The last time we negotiated

they kicked us out-

Really?

If you don't have the guts

to defend your rights

that means I've chosen

the wrong partner!

We defend our rights

through work alone-

He said 400 quintals -

and 400 quintals it will be-

He'll have to sign

the new contract-

I feel sorry for you---

you and your family of beggars-

Get to work!

Don't be like that-

It's a kind of illness-

It's not his fault-

Like the fever?

Yes - the worst fever of all-

Is it something like malaria?

It's a sickness called hatred-

The only cure for that

is Jesus

But you don't have to worry

about that-

When you take First Communion,

Jesus will always be with you

Go away-

Get out of here-

Entrust yourself to Jesus-

Ask Him for help

and the fever will go-

What do you want?

Leave me alone-

Go to your father-

It's nothing-

I just need to get some sleep

I bet the count and his wife

look at the night sky, too-

They'll feel closer to God-

How beautiful the sky is

- Did you hear something?

- I think so-

Father! Mother!

Maria!

What's the matter?

I found him-

Will I celebrate

my First Communion soon?

Of course,

when you're old enough

Seventeen people

have died this year-

Does the count want

the malaria to kill us all off?

When will you pay off

your debts for the seeds?

We had a pact-

It was your idea-

But it seems you are

unable to stick to it-

Have a little respect

for the dead-

He's the one who should

die a horrible death

Mother, are we going

into town?

Yes, for the fair-

It will be crowded!

For the fair-

Yes!

Yes, we'll go-

You see, Mara---

water isn't a bad thing-

Not even the marsh water---

if you look at it through

eyes of hope and faith

Father---

Mother---

I love you-

I love you, too-

Me too-

I love you!

I love you, too

Horses love grass-

It's like a drug to them-

Cowherding is a great job-

You're paid double

to sit on a horse all day-

I'll go and ask the count-

I'm sure he'll say yes-

When I have enough money

I will get on a ship

and sail to America-

They're all rich there and

they do whatever they want-

There's target shooting!

Maria!

- Father?!

- Luigi, what's the matter?

I went a little dizzy-

It's nothing, little butterfly-

Give me a hand-

Where is he?

Can you hear anything?

You can get dressed-

Right-

It must have been

all those people at the fair-

Mustn't it?

Is that it?

Madonna, please-

You have to earn

a living, doctor,

but not from me-

I'm fine-

You're as fine as a blind

man on the edge of a cliff-

What's wrong with me?

When I come back next week,

I want to see you in bed-

I'm not joking-

He's caught malaria-

Oh, no!

I'm sorry-

Help me, Lord

Assunta, the belt's broken-

I'll see if I can get another-

Go with your father-

Yes-

It's up to the landowner

to stop us from dying-

Other places hand out

quinine for free-

If you all agree,

do what they do in the North-

It's not a sin to strike-

I'm not striking for quinine-

It's as bitter as death-

And do you know why?

They give it to the stubborn

and the ignorant-

They say it's

the devil's medicine-

Never mind a strike!

I say we have to attack

from the inside!

We have to hit at what

he holds most dear -

his property-

Burn the storehouses,

kill his dogs!

One a day until he comes

and begs us to stop-

You're going too far now-

He's a murderer-

He killed that poor wretch

we buried-

Your resentment

is going to kill you-

If you decide on a strike,

it's fine by me-

Father Basilio's right-

We have to defend our rights-

But nothing more-

Nothing happened-

Let's go!

- What's your name?

- Primo-

If you're "Primo"

you shouldn't be the last up-

- He's crazy!

- Yes-

Mara, don't worry-

Everything's fine-

No, it's hatred-

Hate eats away at you

inside like malaria---

and never leaves you-

Count, Father Basilio is here-

Your liqueur, count-

Father, you should be saying

Mass at this time of day-

It's about the last

malaria victim-

I have cancelled out

his debts-

Give out this blessed quinine,

or people will continue to die

like beasts in a

slaughter house-

It'll cost me 3 lire a head-

I can't afford it-

You don't know

what might happen-

What?

A strike?

They'll burn the barns,

kill my animals?

Don't worry, that won't happen-

We're all too busy

trying to---survive here-

We?

You don't even know the meaning

of the word survive-

Maria! Maria!

The animals have got loose!

They'll drown in the marshes!

- What about Zipolo?

- He's got out, too-

Where are you going?

You have to stay in bed!

Not strike!

What's happened?

A canal is clogged up-

Where?

After the wide bend!

That's where we are-

This land is ours, too-

The mud will eat it all away-

This is Mazzoleni's land-

If it gets spoiled,

it's his problem-

And it's our problem, too!

I'm coming too!

Go inside with the children!

Come here, give me a hand-

Come inside!

Leave me alone!

Let's go in-

What are you doing in the rain?

My duty---just like you-

Get in-

May I?

Where's Luigi?

In the fields-

He wouldn't stay-

He's crazy!

It's dangerous

in his condition!

We have to go and find him-

Let's go and call the others-

Father, I'll come with you-

I'll come with you!

It's dangerous

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