Tormento Page #5
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some mistake.
Isn't it enough?
Aren't you happy?
Yes, I'm happy.
I just don't understand.
An additional amount
was added with no explanation.
Don't try to figure it out.
Consider it a newcomer's bonus,
a token of management's affection.
You're a very charming
and likeable woman.
It's amazing.
All this time in our employ
It's understandable.
You never had reason
to go in the kitchen.
What lovely hands.
Poor things.
How they must have suffered
in that dishwater.
- You get used to anything.
- No, it's not right.
deserves much better.
As I said, I'm very grateful
for this new position.
Yes, but I really could do more...
and I'd like to.
not taking them off other women.
What are you saying?
With such lovely arms
and shoulders,
and a body like yours -
Why back away?
Do I frighten you?
No. Forgive me. I must go.
Wait. Why rush off?
Let's get to know
each other better.
I know you're all alone.
A lovely young woman on her own
needs someone to look out for her.
Thank you,
but I don't need anything.
Come now. Don't be like that.
If you like,
we could be good friends.
I like you very much.
Let me go, please!
Come on.
I'm not used to begging.
Now I understand.
That's why I got a bonus!
Well, you can have it back!
I want nothing from you!
Go on, you rude thing!
Go back to being a kitchen wench.
That's your calling.
But not here!
You're finally back.
What's wrong?
Ninuccia!
Let her be. She just fell asleep.
She has a fever.
She wandered into my room
barefoot and burning up
with fever.
I put her back in bed
and stayed with her.
I'm going back to bed.
Thank you so much.
I'm sorry.
How is she? What did you find?
No change. No better, no worse.
Then what now?
I've told you:
Her health is gradually declining.
It's not serious yet,
but if it's not caught in time,
there could be
serious consequences.
This girl needs
a lot of attention.
Continue with the medicine
I gave you.
If she doesn't improve,
she should be put
in a sanatorium.
- A sanatorium?
- That's right, my dear.
This must be treated in time
to avoid dire consequences.
A sanatorium...
A sanatorium...
I'll welcome your daughter
into my home...
I'll welcome your daughter
into my home...
I'm desperate.
I don't know where else to go.
She's sick and has a fever.
I've done everything I could.
Believe me,
I've done everything!
Oh, I believe it.
Save my daughter!
I know you hate me,
but she's done you no wrong.
She's not to blame.
You can't hate her.
Leave us, Rosina.
Get up.
I don't hate you.
It's you who hated me
from the start,
and you turned your father
against me too.
Too bad.
Now look what
you've been reduced to.
Her forehead's damp.
Her temperature
always goes up at night.
Prepare the room
at the end of the hall.
Better put her to bed.
Give her to Rosina.
You're tired.
Mommy, I'm sick.
No, sweetheart.
Come with Rosina.
Thank you!
Listen carefully, Anna.
I'll still welcome
your daughter into my home,
give her an education,
and bring her up
in a decent household.
All I have will be hers.
But on one condition:
You are never to see her again.
You're to know nothing
more of her, nor she of you.
Just as if you were dead.
Have pity on me!
Don't take her from me!
I'll be your servant.
I'll do anything.
But let me stay
with my daughter.
She's all I have.
You don't know
what her kiss means to me.
It's everything to me!
Don't say no.
Impossible.
I never had a mother.
I've always been on my own.
Ninuccia is the light
in my eyes.
Take her away
and you leave me blind.
Have a heart!
I've told you:
Those are my conditions.
She's to know nothing more
of you or her father.
Your husband's
locked up in prison,
and you are to agree
to be locked up
in a home for wayward women.
A home for wayward women?
Why?
What am I? A prostitute?
What have I done
to be locked up like that?
Dear Jesus!
I don't know what you've done,
nor do I wish to.
That's a matter for you
and your conscience alone.
Either you accept my terms
or you can take
your daughter and leave.
No, I can't do that!
As you wish.
But what will you do?
One day your daughter
will begin to understand
and ask
why she has to suffer so.
How will you answer her?
Children are merciless judges,
and one day she'll blame you
for bringing her into this world.
All right.
Come in.
Mother Superior called.
She's expecting her.
Tell Anna.
Mommy has to go away
for a few days.
Be a good girl.
No, you have to stay here.
Be good now. Mommy has to go.
But she'll bring back
lots of nice things for you.
I don't want nice things.
I want you!
Come now, Ninuccia. Don't pout.
You'll make Blessed Mary cry.
Don't leave me.
I want to go with you.
All right.
Mommy will leave for just
And later she'll take you
to the puppet show.
You like the puppet show?
Yes, but I don't want
to stay here alone.
But you're not alone.
Rosina's here.
She loves you very much.
She'll tell you
the story of Snow White.
Won't you, Rosina?
Rosina,
what are you waiting for?
Take the child.
Let's go. We're late.
I'm coming.
See you very soon, Ninuccia.
Rosina, take her.
She's made many mistakes
and has suffered much for them.
I wish to help her
find redemption.
I'm doing this
for the salvation of her soul.
Cut off from the world,
in this place of atonement,
home to other unfortunate
souls like herself,
she can demonstrate
the sincerity of her remorse.
Is this what you wish?
Yes.
You'll live a life
of rigorous discipline.
The unfortunate souls here
must submit
to a life of renunciation,
work, and prayer.
Are you sincerely
ready to do this?
Yes, Mother.
You must renounce
all ties to the past
and have no further contact
with the outside world.
It's a serious commitment.
Are you ready to take it on?
Answer.
You must decide.
No one's forcing you.
You can say no if you wish.
- Is that how you do your exercise?
Look what you've done
to the table.
And look at this mess!
Rosina.
Clean her up and put her to bed.
Why hasn't Mommy come back yet?
Be good. She'll be back soon.
Go to bed now and sleep.
How can I
if I haven't said my prayers?
Then say them now.
Dear Jesus,
Please keep Mommy
and Daddy safe...
Hurry up, girls.
Don't waste time.
Make your beds. Hurry up now.
Hurry up, Anna. Get dressed.
Leave me alone! Get off my back!
Some manners!
She's always like this
in the morning.
And worse as the day goes on.
What did we do to you?
I'm sorry. I'm not mad at you.
We've all had troubles
as bad as yours or worse.
She's right.
Don't let it get you down.
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