The Bicycle Thief Page #3

Synopsis: A tramp steals a bicycle and is chase by a PC and a crowd.
Genre: Comedy, Short
 
IMDB:
8.1
Year:
1904
3,339 Views


you were with.

Where can I find him?

What young bloke?

The one that rode off on a bike.

Why? What's he done to you?

Nothing. I just want to talk

to him about something personal.

How should I know? I don't know him.

He was there with you

under that arch!

There are so many

young blokes around...

- No, over here!

- No!

- Forget it!

- I have to talk to him!

Can you credit it... a poor old bloke

keeping himself to himself....

It's late.

You have to be here before ten.

They told me it was always open!

come on, hurry up, get in.

There are always latecomers.

And the beard is....

Luckily a lot of them

have already had a shave.

I knew it,

We'll end up running late.

I've still got four shaves

and eight haircuts to do.

Just the hair.

No, that's enough for today!

What about the soup?

Later. The mess tins have to be....

If this is anyone's first time,..

..remember that the mess tins

have to be taken into the courtyard.

Come on, don't waste time.

That's the way! Well done.

Line up!

Get in line!

Afterwards everyone has to find

their own mess tin or can.

Might be a nice idea

to have a shave.

- Do you need a shave? - No.

- Well get into church, then.

Sit down.

You get into church.

Will you be long?

No, I've only got this one

and this one.

No, not me.

- So we can begin.

- Yes.

Not here, please.

I'm growing a goatee.

Do the other side.

The priest is waiting.

That'll do, I think, it's late.

- I need more time.

- Let's go. Over here, little boy!

Move up.

I've got to find that young bloke.

I've got to talk business with him.

Where can I find him?

Leave off. I don't know him.

I don't know nothing.

Page six.

I wish to leave

this holy place....

....feeling

pure in spirit....

....and calm....

It's a bit of business

he'd be interested in. Where is he?

It's not my job to know

where people are.

Tell me

or I'll turn you in.

What have I done?

....we must walk along....

Leave it out.

....and walk the streets

of pain and privation.

You just have to tell me where

he is. I've nothing against you.

I can even leave you something.

- What's for lunch?

- Pasta and potatoes.

Going to tell me then?

It'll be worse, if I take you to the

police station. You'll stay there.

Where does he live?

Well, Via della Campanella....

What number?

The hell with it.

Fifteen, I think.

- You're coming with me, then.

- Can't you go on your own?

Either you take me there

or I'll take you there with the cops..

..'cause I've had enough!

Understand?

Keep quiet

or I'll get you thrown out!

- Police.

- Police.

Going to take me there, then?

I ain't going anywhere with you.

- Why? What'll happen to you?

- Clear off!

I'm losing my patience.

You can lose whatever you want!

I could kill you. Want me to get

the cops to take you there?

I don't give a damn!

Can you take me there?

Give it up, alright?

- Come on, move!

- Get your hands off!

- Come on, move!

- That's enough, alright?

- I'll show you.

- Leave it out! - come on!

- Will you get me something to eat?

- Alright, but I'm coming with you.

Just when I was going to get

a decent meal for a change.

- Stop them. - Where are you

going? You can't do that.

- Did a man come by here?

- No. And it isn't time to go yet.

Put a bit more in there.

What the hell do you want?

I want to get out!

The door's shut!

The lawyer's got the key!

Stop that row!

This is a church!

Do you want to get out?

This is no way

to behave in a church.

Stop!

I must find him.

Did you come here just to make

a row? What the blazes do you want?

I'm looking for an old man

who was here!

I must find him.

Where?

Can you see him?

- Christ knows where he is!

- Give it a rest!

He can't have flown away.

I'd have stayed

for the soup.

You can shut up, too!

- Sometimes you... hell! - What're

you doing? Come on, move! - No!

- Are you coming or not? - No!

- Bruno! Come on, move!

- What a kid! Let's go!

- No!

What did you hit me for?

Because you deserved it!

Let's go.

I don't want to come.

Go away!

Come on, move yourself!

Nosy parker!

- Alright, then.

- Think I'm going too far, do you?

I'm going to tell Mum

when we get home!

Alright, we'll sort it out

when we get home.

You wait for me at the bridge.

I'm going to look

for that old man.

Bruno! Bruno!

Bruno!

- How is he?

- He's alright.

Bruno!

Put your jacket on.

You've been sweating.

Put it on!

Come on!

Up!

Are you tired?

Sit down. There's nothing doing

in any case. We'll go home now.

Is Modena a good team?

Are you hungry?

Do you fancy a pizza?

Come on, then!

Come on, let's go!

What the hell... We might as well

go out in style... what's the point..

..in worrying about it all?

Come over here. Sit down.

Forget everything:

we'll get drunk!

Waiter!

Rigo, serve this gentleman.

- Half a litre?

- No, a litre and a pizza.

We don't make pizzas here.

- Why not?

- This is a trattoria.

- Well, I want something to eat.

- Something to eat? - Of course.

What would you like?

- Fancy some fried bread

and mozzarella? - Yes.

Two fried bread

and mozzarella and wine.

Then I'll order some sweet, too.

Happy?

Don't you want anything to drink?

If your mother were to see you!

But we're going to do

what we want!

#You can turn him round

or upside down....#

#You can call him Cicc'Antuono,

you can call him Pepp' o Gi'..#

#..he'll still be black as black

can be, as black, as black as you.#

Let's eat!

Any problem can be resolved..

..except death.

You'd need a million a month

to be able to eat like them.

Don't worry, eat up!

To think everything was just

right. I worked it out..

..with overtime it came to...

hang on a bit...

Twelve thousand flat rate....

There you are...

you write it down.

Twelve thousand flat,..

..plus two thousand overtime,..

..plus family allowance,..

..eight hundred lire a day.

Eight hundred times thirty... you

work it out. What more do you want?

I don't want to give up. We've got

to find it. You know that, don't you?

Because if we don't, we won't

be able to eat. What can we do?

We'll have to go

to Porta Portese every day.

We'll have to find those men again.

Them! They won't show

their faces again!

We won't find them

with your Mum's candles, either!

Or with the help of the saints!

Sports News.

Today, Sunday,,..

..on football fields

throughout Italy..

..teams will be playing

their scheduled matches.

The fans' attention is fixed on

the Premier League championship.

Here are the fixtures for today:

in Rome,..

Rome at the National Stadium.

Door at the end.

I'm scared. I don't like the idea

of this kid hearing.

Maria, have no fear, just tell all,

like the confessional, you'll see.

If only it were true,

Mary Mother of God!

That one yes and that one no.

Sow in a different field.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

No, I don't understand.

What do you mean? It's obvious!

What's the use of ploughing the

field, if the ground is infertile?

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Cesare Zavattini

Cesare Zavattini (20 September 1902 – 13 October 1989) was an Italian screenwriter and one of the first theorists and proponents of the Neorealist movement in Italian cinema. more…

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