Senso Page #2
Have you heard?
Roberto has been arrested
Listen...
I have never asked you for anything
but this time, you have
to do something
to free Roberto.
If you want to...
...you have influences,
friends.
He was denounced by that lieutenant.
I am sure!
-He didn't want to fight the duel
-It's obvious
Can you imagine an Austrian officer...
accepting a duel with an
Italian civilian?
It is absurd
If your cousin had more common sense
Don't you understand what this means?
Yes, I understand
I understand it perfectly
and I don't want anything to do
with it
They've done very well arresting him
And you want me to mix myself
with all that nonsense
that I don't even care about?
I am sick of this! I don't want to talk
about it anymore. Do you understand?
Foolish things!
Do you even know what you want to do?
Roberto was condemned
to a year in exile
just as many others.
I have this dark feeling
about what his absence
could mean.
to me.
-Roberto Ussoni
-Goodbye...
We will meet soon,
guardian angel.
Try to go to the train
as soon as possible
Tell it to Cavalletto, please.
We need a safe contact
with the two sides
I expect to come back soon.
Garibaldi is at Desenzano.
Livia! Salvation
is coming
See you Italians!
Roberto!
Take care of yourself
But when I met that
officer...
I realized he was the reasons of my worries
and that, for days, I had been afraid
of that encounter
Countess Serpieri
What do you want?
May I scort you in these streets?
No, thank you, Lieutenant Mahler.
But Venice is in curfew. It's late already.
Are you going to make me arrest
for being in the streets?
I have never made an arrestment
for such a little infraction to the rules
What do you think of Roberto Ussoni's arrest?
Ah! Has he been arrested?
A change of air would have done
him good.
He has been sent to exile.
You know it well
You think it is my fault
But you are wrong
I hope you believe me
Besides, it seems that Ussoni
will be satisfied.
It seems like the man was born
to make sacrifices for any noble cause
And what you were born for?
To be what I am
To be what you are!
Good night.
Don't you think it would be better that.
the other night at the opera, you
had told me
that Ussoni was your lover,
and that you were willing to do
anything to keep him in Venice?
A men with a minimum education
wouldn't take advantage of the fact that
I am alone to insult me.
-I told you not to follow me
-I am not following you.
-Ah, you dont!
-Think of me as your shadow.
Thanks, I can manage with my own.
But mine will protect you better
Please, stop following me.
-Is he dead?
-Yes.
What do we do now?
Come on!
Come on, quick!
Thank you
You know one thing...
it's not nice to be part of ...
an occupation army.
We are forced to live
with men that hate us.
And we, young men, alone, away from home,
start to court their wives
and girlfriends.
Yes, I understand.
Good night, Lieutenant.
I am not afraid anymore.
Please, don't bother.
Good night.
I'd like you to know something,
before I leave:
Roberto Ussoni is not my lover.
He is my cousin.
He is the person I admire
the most in the world
More than
your husband?
See, my husband and I have
very different opnions
about Austrians
He is wiiling to accept them. He
even ask for favours.
I am like my cousin:
a real Italian.
Good night.
Countess Serpieri!
I am very grateful...
We walked a lot...
together...
by the empty streets.
My fear to him had dissappeared.
Time didn't seem to exist
The only thing that existed...
was the unconfessed pleasure...
I felt when he spoke...
when he laughed...
our steps,
in that silence city.
Where are we going?
Anywhere you want.
The truth is I don't even
know where we are
We are in a god place
That is my house
I live there.
Alone?
No.
Not alone, with other officers.
We usually dressed informally,
drink beer
and talk about women.
-But, now everything will change.
-Why?
Because I have met you.
-What is that?
-A piece of mirror.
Why do you look at yourself
in that way?
-Do you enjoy watching yourself that much?
-Yes, I do.
I never walk in front of a mirror
without looking at myself.
Why do you like it that much?
To be sure that It's...
...me.
It's the only time you are sure to be yourself?
No.
Also, when I see a woman...
looking at me the way you are doing right now.
"It's the End of the Days
and dead men come to life...
to face eternal glory...
or eternal pain.
We keep hugging each other
and don't care about nothing else
nor paradise, nor hell."
Do you like those verses by Haine?
No.
Why not?
I don't like what it means.
It's a shame!
The imminence of a war...
Do you think ther will be a war?
Oh, yes.
Even though is inconceivable...
that people can kill themselves
for things they don't even care about.
Do you believe in wars?
I do believe that the freedom of
a nation...
must be defended...
even by sacrificing freedom itself
or life.
Then, we are enemies,
isn't that so?
I don't think so
I...
suppose it's a big mistake...
not to be interested...
in war...
in politics...
in territorial exchanges and occupations.
in all that serious things..
that men are willing to die for .
You see, I think that...
the fact that some men were born...
on the side of that river
and other men in the side of that mountain...
doesn't mean that God had made
rivers and mountains
to separate people.
You speak like a child.
I don't understand how that way of thinking
makes you a militar
It's ridiculous you are an officer
I agree with you.
It's ridiculous
Everything is very ridiculous
I have to leave now.
There's almost daylight.
Livia...
That is your name, right?
Yes
When can I see you again?
-Tomorrow?
-That's impossible!
I will wait.
It was almost morning.
The city was coming back to life...
and then I felt ashamed.
How could I had spent the entire night...
with an stranger!
An Austrian officer!
Me, an Italian married woman.
A woman that never care for
frivolities.
However, after four days,
four days waiting to see him,
it was me who was running to see him.
I convinced myself ...
that he was the only one who can save Roberto.
And it was my duty
to ask him for help.
Hey! Do you want to play?
I've waited for you days and days...
and you finally came.
We don't care for anything,
nor paradise, nor hell!
Since that day, we see each other
frequently.
We met in a room
that Franz rented at la Fondamenta Nuove.
You must realize.
that in rooms like these
there are always little noises:
the movement of a courtain
the buzz of a fly hitting the window.
Have you notice it?
No, Franz.
You'll notice it later, in the memories.
Just then, you'll realize what you heard..
all the time we have been together.
Is that so, Franz?
By remembering, all we heard continously
will be discovered
It's afterwards...
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