Salvatore Giuliano Page #2

Carry on.

This is the plain around Montelepre;

with one town after another.:

Giardinello; Torretta; Carini;

Partinico; Alcamo.

Andjust a few miles away; Palermo.

The long mountain range of Sagana;

Monte Calcerame and Monte d'Oro.

Giuliano's kingdom; protected

by omerta, passion and terror.

Montelepre lies at the foot

of the mountain.

You can see people in the streets

and hear their voices.

From the terrace ofhis house; Turiddu

receives signals from his mother.

The town is full of carabinieri;

but they can't lay their hands

on the outlaw.

A field radio warns the colonel

of any enemy movement.

Mortar fire and heavy machine guns

protect the small army

of outlaws and separatist fanatics.

From the mountaintop; all movement

is monitored and countered.

Giuliano's guns are trained

on the long; white; dusty roads.

On the other side of Sicily;

the eastern side; in 1946;

a company of soldiers quickly

defeated the separatist rebels.

But the king of Montelepre

remains enthroned in his kingdom.

What are you doing?

Close the shutters!

- What's going on?

- They say the soldiers are coming.

Let's go and see.

Why couldn't they give me

advance warning for once?

The whole town knows before we do!

Of course. Giuliano has a radio,

and we can't telephone Palermo.

- Sir, you're expected at town hall.

- Send Tomasetto and Comito.

Please come in, Major.

These will make fine accommodations

for our headquarters.

I'll inform the mayor right away.

Even the smallest Italian town

can be a museum.

- At your service, Major.

- Come in, Marshal.

I need to house 300 soldiers.

- Where will I put 300 soldiers?

You can commandeer spare rooms

in private homes.

Allow me to advise against

using private homes, Major.

This territory is rather hostile.

We'll discuss the territory

at some other time.

First we have to find

housing for the men.

There is a warehouse,

but it's a ways out of town.

Valle, go with the marshal,

and take two men with you.

- Yes, sir.

- Forgive me if I insist, Major.

Perhaps we should send someone

ahead to let the townspeople know.

- To avoid surprises.

- Enough with the complications. Go.

Of course, Major.

Now I see why they never get

anything done in this place.

Keep close to the wall.

It's safer.

You have to understand the major.

We northerners are out of our element.

- So are we, and we're from here.

- Let's go.

Open up.!

- Who is it?

- We have wounded men here.!

Over there.

Lieutenant.

Hear ye, hear ye!

By order of the army,

a curfew is now in force.

No one may go outside

without permission from the authorities.

Don't shoot unless I do.

Tell the others.

These lunatics are serious.

Damn it! I survived a war,

only to get killed by savages

in this godforsaken wasteland!

Why are they shooting?

Are they outlaws or partisans?

Why doesn't Italy just give

these people their independence?

Why did they send us down here?

One plane would take care of them.

Lieutenant, take them all back.

Boys, we're retreating.

Hear ye, hear ye!

By order of the army,

you have one hour

to get water and shop for food.

In May 1946;

Sicily was granted its independence.

Separatism had not been in vain.

In June; King Umberto II

left the government.

The Italian Republic granted amnesty

for all political crimes.

Even those who had fought for EVIS

were free to return to their homes.

The attorney is expecting you.

You can come in.

- Our respects, sir.

- God bless you, sir.

God bless you, sir.

Bless you, sir.

What do they want from me?

Do they think this is

the carabinieri barracks?

Didn't the prince write in his letter

that we should come here?

- The prince sent us to you.

- The prince!

Now that you're friends with the prince,

you think it's going to be easy.

My dear boys, we'll have to determine

your standing in the eyes of the law.

All these men here, sir,

are sure to receive amnesty.

- You have no common crimes?

- Only political crimes.

We assaulted the carabinieri barracks

and we were at Monte d'Oro.

So Colonel Giuliano gave you

an honorable discharge, eh?

Didn't he give you an Iron Cross?

Giuliano gathered us together

and told us that EVIS was no more,

and that those who had only committed

political crimes could go home.

While he stays in the mountains.

What was this Giuliano hoping for?

Even if the separatists had achieved

a free and independent Sicily,

they wouldn't have kept their promise.

He was an idiot to believe them!

Giuliano fought for Sicily,

and sooner or later his name

will be cleared too. He has connections.

Let him keep dreaming.

If up until now he's been

an outlaw in the mountains,

from now on he'll be an outlaw

in the streets, until they catch him.

No one can catch Turiddu.

Not until it suits certain people.

First you squeeze the lemon,

then you throw it out.

Kidnappings for exorbitant ransoms;

robbery; extortion; blackmail.

These were the activities of Giuliano's

band after the dissolution of EVIS.

How much of the loot went to Giuliano;

and how much to the Mafia?

The protection of the "honored society"

was expensive.

A wall of silence is Giuliano's

most powerful weapon.

Fierce and continuous surveillance

is not enough

to break down the wall

protecting the outlaw.

All this bread for one day?

It's for three days.

Who is this bread for?

Giuliano pays you well for it, eh?

All this water for one day, huh?

This time you got lucky.

You can all go home.

Get out of here.

Donna Maria!

Marshal, knock before you enter.

My daughter is sick!

What have I done, Marshal?

- Move.

- What did I do, Marshal?

Captain, I know

all these people personally.

They have nothing to do with Giuliano.

We're wasting our time.

Marshal, the entire town

is mixed up with Giuliano.

Do you know how many people have died?

Besides, I don't question orders.

Get inside!

- Marshal, what are you looking for?

- I know he slept here last night.

- Go get him, then.

- Shut up, or I'll arrest you, too.

You might as well. You're arresting

the whole town, you cuckolds!

Hurry up. I'm waiting.

- Let's go.

- Move it.

Marshal, he's my only living nephew.

My husband's ill.

Look at him. He's bedridden.

Have a heart!

This boy's father is with Giuliano,

so he's coming with us,

or he'll end up shooting at us.

Enough! Let's go!

- Back inside!

- Let them go!

Get back inside.

Take them away.

Hurry up.

Giovanni!

Get out here.

Hurry up!

You, get down here.

Hurry up.

Come on. Let's move it.

Come on. Let's go.

Hurry up!

- These are the men going to Palermo.

- Yes, sir.

Antonino Terranova, son of Giacomo.

- Here.

- Step out.

Giuseppe Traina, son of Salvatore,

and Salvatore Traina, son of Giuseppe.

Here.

- Step out.

How long will we have to pay for the sin

of being born in Montelepre?

Francesco Paolo Morello,

son of Francesco, step out!

Murderers!

They're going to kill them!

They're taking them to Palermo.

They're murderers!

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