The Wind Blows Round Page #2

- Says he earns 50 million a year.

- Maggiorino's very crafty.

He's getting his house

fixed up for free.

And he's earning with the rent.

I made you some soup

to take home for dinner.

MERRY CHRISTMAS CHERSOGNO

He got out a little computer,

did some sums and said:

"We'll make excellent cheese here!"

I could understand if he wanted

to set up...

a restaurant, or a camp site...

but to herd goats...

My husband wanted to rent him

the land my in-laws left us.

It's wonderful that a big family

is coming up here to live.

And they're not from the South!

I told the mayor

to give him our pastureland.

I won't charge him,

but he must keep it clean.

A thousand, ten,

twenty, thirty, forty,

forty-five.

If it's more, tell me.

You could have come in Spring,

like last year.

Tell the mayor that I don't want

any surprises on my land.

Can you give me a receipt?

- We usually send it to your house.

- No, give me something signed.

It's better that way!

Write it out properly!

There are 42 dates lined up.

It's nothing too exacting,

just a small orchestra.

It plays holiday resorts,

important places.

Classical repertoire,

you needn't work hard.

It won't hinder your recovery.

I'm going.

The wind blows round

and everything comes back

sooner or later.

- Heard the latest?

- Is it really true?

They're all there working, doing

a rueido like in the old days.

What does the mayor think?

He's working hardest of all!

- Here, it's from Fausto.

- Thanks.

Always studying, eh?

We're coming on fine,

we've done a good job.

The state that place was in!

We'll be finished

in a couple of days.

Come and sit down.

Hello, Bep.

Only just got here?

Where's Fausto?

His manager's here.

That woman from Turin.

- He'll have better things to do.

- About time too!

Be seeing you. Thanks.

- Will this be enough?

- Yes.

- Make a note so you'll remember.

- Okay.

Have the goats eaten?

I was just feeding them.

All right, goodbye.

- Who was it?

- The mayor.

Again?

Put some lavender on,

it smells nice.

Close the door

so everything gets disinfected.

We welcome the Heraud's.

Philippe, Chris and their children

with a warm heart

and the best wishes

for a happy future.

The Chersogno town council

would like to thank those

who've made

their land available.

The town council

wishes the Heraud family

an honest and dignified future

with the fruits of a labour

that's a natural continuation

of the activity

our ancestors performed here

in the past.

Thanks to everyone.

To everyone

who helped with the house,

who cleaned the stalls,

and to all of you

who've come tonight.

It wasn't easy

for my wife and I

to change countries,

to come here with a new language,

or for our kids either.

But I believe that in life,

you have to do

something crazy sometimes.

Thank you.

Thank you all, really.

May I?

Hi.

So how's it going?

I brought you some vegetables.

I didn't think you had any.

Go ahead and use this,

I'll bring more next week.

Otherwise it will go bad.

It's that way,

from there to the river.

You can graze your animals

in the pasture on the other side.

That's where you can graze them.

Great!

You over there!

That's mine over there!

Those are my pastures!

And my shed!

Stop yelling, Emma.

We're here to do what's allowed.

Sure you are...

We'll see what you do.

We'll see!

- Is something wrong?

- No...

NO GRAZING ALLOWED

Hello.

Put them away right, Max.

Your goats have gone into

Aunt Emma's property twice.

Her cows won't eat

where your goats soil the grass.

They'll end up falling into the gulch.

Virginie must not have noticed.

Anyway, stay away from there,

you've got your own space.

- The priest wants to bless the house.

- No.

Did you hear about the French guy?

Father Franco went there

to bless the house.

- But they wouldn't let him.

- Are they atheists?

Maybe they had no money

for a donation.

- They can't go broke over a donation.

- Some holy water might do them good,

considering all that dirt out front.

They leave their little girl

in front of the stall,

with all that dung around!

- Everything okay, Father?

- Yes.

- How about some Pastis?

- I'd love some.

But let's bless the house first.

"May the Lord bless this house

and let us understand it,

love it and serve it.

Let us have its peace...

Where's Philippe?

Out in the pasture.

He asked me to take him

to get some limestone.

I'll go find him.

Sorry.

Bye.

- Looking for deer?

- Yes.

- Seen the French guy?

- No.

People have to protect

their own culture to survive

and speak their own language.

Languages prove people

have lived in peace for centuries.

No.

Culture comes from living together.

Day after day.

When I realize that people

have lived here for 900 years

and spoken the Oc language,

and still do,

from here to the ocean

they've spoken the same language

for hundreds of years...

I get so emotional!

What's left of

Occitanian culture?

Nostalgia.

If you're humble,

they say you have no balls.

Imagine

if today's society took notice

of all the people who wake up

unsatisfied in the morning.

To truly rebel you have to change.

Do what you really want to do.

But you're considered crazy

if you break society's standards.

Then I'm crazy

and glad to be!

What's the point of living?

If you're not happy?

You're afraid.

Come on.

I can tell you're afraid.

I used to be too.

Everyone has the same fear.

Not being good enough for life

or what they want to do.

You have to enjoy life.

Congratulations,

you have a beautiful girl.

Congratulations.

Next time it will be a boy.

I have to go back to Turin,

have a nice party.

- Finally a little life around here.

- The first of many celebrations.

- Well?

- I'm here.

Are you really going

to live with Philippe?

I'm helping him out, he's all alone.

Everyone wants to leave this place

but he wants to stay.

He only did what he wanted.

Your father can't stand him.

I've had it up to here

with what my father

and everyone else says...

What they want me to do.

Everyone tells me what to do.

I can't stand anyone anymore.

This was inhabited by Jews,

Muslims, Heretics and Catholics.

They all lived together.

At one point they almost

killed off the Oc culture.

You know why?

They were tolerant.

I don't like the word "tolerant".

If you have to tolerate someone,

it means you there's no equality.

I believe...

that all violence

stems from sexual repression.

It has turned into power.

A society based on

other people's frustration.

Frustration...

Frustration is the cause

of the most base feelings.

A repressed man

only wants revenge sooner or later.

.. ten, eleven, twelve...

thirteen, fourteen...

Run!

- Hello? Hi.

- What's up?

Cancel the tour,

I've thought it over.

You want to play for the goats?

- Exactly, I want my freedom.

- What about when you grow up?

I don't want to do tours

on boats anymore.

- The contracts?

- Call it off and work it out.

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