The Voice of the Moon Page #6

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Roby, Vicky, help me!

Why are you laughing?

Help me get down! Who is this?

He dedicated a poem to me.

Roby, Vicky, where are you?

- Leave it there!|- That is my brother!

He is cute.

Osvaldo, come here!

What happened?

We need to take

him back home.

He said he wanted to sleep a little.

Get out, that is not your car.

Thank you for the poem.

'The rain is beautiful and I languish for the lady'

Where were you all this time?

Such amazing things happen on a voyage!

I saw them in all colours.

But you, I never forgot about you.

Adele, my little sister.

You are in good mood, as you always were.

You do not have to worry about me any more.

I have plans

that could change my life.

It is such a relief to be back home!

You are back, eh?

Yes, of course.

Ah, the peaceful sleep of long ago.

Bring out your laser rays!

Stay seated, let me do it.

Take some fruit!

Ultrasonic rays!

Who is he?

Ivo? You have found the way home, eh?

Some way to greet your uncle, what a shame!

I could not find any apples. Want a pear?

Even better.

This is not a season for apples.

Always in front of TV.

TV lulls me to sleep.

If you are tired, your bed is ready.

I will stay up a bit more.

I would like to clean your clothes, but..

I will do it tomorrow.

You will stay for a few days.

Eh, Osvaldo?

He is at home here.

I knew I would meet you again.

Can I say hello?

Welcome! Do you remember us?

And how! The bookseller! I will visit you tomorrow..

We wanted to come see you, but Luigi's sciatica...

Mr. Luigi is not dead, it was said that he...

Your uncle is going to sleep.

But he slept all day long.

Tomorrow, we will go for a walk,|do you agree, Malimba?

I am not Malimba!

You are Malimba, and she is Kurielle.

You do not understand anything!

Dady will turn the TV off now.

We wanted to enlarge the kitchen, and then...

You will sleep soundly.

I bought a little anti-mosquito thing

There is not one...

Maybe one.

I have difficulty defending against them.

But over there,

was there always

an empty space?

Good night.

Call me

if you need something. I am downstairs.

Sleep well.

You too.

Nestore!

I want to tell you:

they managed to do it!

Look out of the window, everyone knows it.

What great news! Long awaited too!

Such pleasure for everyone!

Can you hear the bell?

It is calling everyone down to the river!

Let's go!

Look at all those lights! What a party!

We are coming to the central square.

The church is fully illuminated.

There are two gigantic screens.

The principal authorities of the country are here.

The government is represented by a minister.

His Grace Degli Esposti came from Rome.

His Highness,

Mr. Minister,

Dignitaries of the region.

Mr. Minister, the leadership of the Roman Party...

This is such an exceptional event

that this humble journalist is lost for words.

You already know the big news.

The Moon, the satellite of the Earth,

the pale son of the night, the star of lovers.

Thanks to an unprecetedented feat

it was captured by three of our fellow-countrymen!

The fact that our network...

Who could have done that, if not the local folks here?

.... we go live now...

a historic event

adds an emotion

to an astonishig turmoil

that upset us. The man reached the Moon.

But the Moon never visited us before.

Here is an interview with the brothers Micheluzzi

recorded a few hours ago

in the office of professor Falzoni.

He says it should be returned to its place.

Calm down!

Yes, she looked at us and spied on us,

but it is good that someone looks over us.

He says that we can not live without her.

Calm down, I told them everything!

You know all of Micheluzzi brothers.

You have seen them working in the streets,

in your houses, repairing pipes.

Listen to what they are saying!

We want all the details of how you did it.

Very easy!

She just waited for that!

The Moon is a woman,

the pinnacle of womanhood.

All that she wants is to be taken!

A little smile, a gentle kiss.

She fell down

like a ripe pear!

Where is she now?

She is still there,

at the Migliori farm.

Here are the images taken at the farm.

Disbelief, confusion,

fear.

These are the feelings imprinted on

the faces of those who saw the imprisoned Moon,

solidly anchored to our ground.

Superstitious respect,

fear,

like in front of an unknown divinity.

Many cried, others prayed,

asking for mercy, clemency,

grace.

I am invited to comment on

this fantastic event.

I can tell you I am utterly unable to do so.

In the words of a poet:

Do not say anything, imagine everything.

A single comment:

Our position was always

strong and courageous.

Wake up!

Social, democratic, national

international and interplanetary context...

Let's talk with His Excellency.

Eminency, forgive me on a clumsy question:

What would you ask the Moon if she could speak?

A question to the Moon?

What to ask her?

The Moon has nothing to reveal.

Because everything has already been revealed.

That is true, Your Eminence, very true.

I would have a question.

Whose fault is it?

Ask her that question.

Which question?

He wants to know: Whose fault is it?

- Who said that?|- I do not understand.

He wants to know: Whose fault is it?

What?

Maybe it is everyone's fault.

Good question, isn't it, Mr. Minister?

My respect, madame Television.

Can I change my question?

I would like to know: What is my purpose in this world?

Your Eminence, gentlemen, excuse me

for asking why doesn't anyone

explain what do they want us to do.

Why did we have to be born?

You said that eveything has been revealed already.

Where? When? To whom?

Dear friend, you are right

but I would like to ask you.

I want to know it right now,

otherwise, I will not move from here.

What am I doing in this world?

It has to be clear!

We are all taking part

in this charade called life!

You are burning!

If this is a contract,

I want to know the terms.

What are we doing here?

You, what would you reply to that?

It is understandable.

People feel they are at the mercy of nothingness.

They grow weary.

For example, does the paradise exist?

Ask yourselves that question!

We have a need to know it.

Sometimes I feel embarassed.

For years, there are no news,

and people complain.

That is true.

When I ask that myself, I am in trouble.

I'd say it is 50% that it exists.

Better than nothing.

Let's not waste time anymore!

We have a 50 year advantage over others.

We are in the future already.

I implore you, do as Tomassio heals.

Do me a favour!

Speak, respond!

Rock bottom!

I am asking you to keep your calm!

We have honourable guests!

We must guarantee

their security!

I repeat:
remain calm.

Mr. Minister, please explain

to these gentlemen that you wanted

to talk to me to be informed.

You are losing an opportunity.

Once more, I have to note

that we are not wasting any chance

to display our eternal immaturity.

I am ashamed of you. We are stupid people!

Here is someone coming.

He became engaged!

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