We Believed
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- 2010
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Put them all there!
Captain, we found this one.
Shout:
"Long Live the King".Hang him! Burn everything!
CILENTO,
Lazy bums! Get moving!
- Where are you going?
- Runnin', pa.
Mom!
There are men on the beach.
- What do they want?
- They want you.
- Who are they?
- The Capozzolis.
The Capozzoli brothers? Good lord!
I need the overseer, where is he?
In the olive grove.
Get your father, Salvatore.
Wait here.
Lady Maria, you're giving
all this money to them?
- Let me do this, Saverio.
- As you wish.
Farewell, Lady Maria, and thank you.
If the soldiers burn our town too?
They won't,
no one knows we're here.
Excuse me, sir, Lawyer Cucco is here
with Doctor Pinto.
- Where are the Capozzolis?
- They've vanished.
If the police find it and read
our signatures, we're done for!
That proclamation is too extreme,
I told you.
Asking for a Constitution
and aid from France,
you can't do that!
We have to take a step at a time.
We never should have trusted them.
We'll meet this evening
at the usual place.
No, with all the gendarmes around,
the rectory isn't safe anymore.
Come on in.
When my father died,
this door was painted black,
since then it's not been opened.
Today Mom unlocked it
and said:
"Go in".Look!
Salt.
Give it here, it's French.
The Travels of Pythagoras.
A philosopher from here.
Zeno was from here.
The sect used to meet here.
- Now where?
- I don't know.
I do:
at the rectory.Why don't we go too?
They're not there now,
they're not meeting for a while.
But there's something you can do.
What?
Go and get the proclamation.
The one read to the people.
If the police find it,
the sect is done.
Why him?
He's one of them, we aren't.
Sarraino won't give it to us.
Say the Capozzolis sent you.
But it's not true.
The proclamation has to be burned.
So, you got the courage or not?
- Yeah.
- It's for tonight.
But the town was just burned down.
- See, you're scared!
- I'm not.
I'll go tonight.
I told you over and over
Know who the men in the boat were?
Bandits, murderers and brigands.
People who had to hide...
No, they're Carbonaris, Jacobins...
You're wretched!
You don't understand a thing.
You just parrot the words.
You're in with the gentry.
You take after 'em!
They're Jacobins in Paris
but here...
Let me bite my tongue.
No, actually...
I'll show you.
Come with me.
Take yourjacket.
- Evenin'.
- Evenin'.
Go inside.
Keep moving.
Lift that stone.
Lift it!
See where a part of the oil goes?
- Where?
- Take a good look.
Understand?
even the miserable amount of oil
they sweat a day's work for.
But since I run the olive press
and I'm their right-hand man,
our family gets some.
- Not true.
- Smarten up!
The gentry, those Jacobins,
are people who rob the poor!
You've studied,
because we're rich now.
But your father was born a peasant,
never forget that.
Watch it.
If you talk about this secret,
I'll kill you.
Quiet, come in.
Take this paper.
Wait outside, I'll bring you a gun.
"This impoverished people,"
"moved by harsh,
positive desperation,"
"is here today to ask"
"the good government
of the Constitution of France..."
If anyone sees you, shoot.
Leave by the lower path.
Hide that paper.
Ready!
Aim!
Fire!
Chop the others off too,
for all the towns around here.
Let it be a warning to them!
This is how they'll end up...
all the King's enemies!
Long Live the King!
I give my name to Giovine Italia,
an association of men
holding the same faith,
and I swear to consecrate myself
to constitute a nation, Italy
which is One, Independent,
Free, a Republic,
and to carry out
the instructions given to me
in the spirit of Giovine Italia,
by men like myself,
who represent the union of brothers,
and to keep its secrets,
even at the cost of my life.
I do so swear, invoking upon me,
the wrath of God,
the abomination of men,
the infamy of perjury
if I betray all or part of my oath.
I give my name to Giovine Italia,
an association of men
holding the same faith...
I give my name to Giovine Italia,
an association of men
holding the same faith...
Ladies and gentlemen,
may we have silence, please.
PARIS:
Thank you.
Vincenzo Bellini has been engaged
The French may be forgiven
their volubility.
Now they will tire
of Constitutional Monarchy,
as they did of Absolute Monarchy
and then the Republic in all forms,
then the Empire, then the Monarchy...
For us Italians, it is not amusing.
Our liberation depends
on the French nation.
One day it will see
it is unworthy of such a mission
and will change its ways.
It will be what it should have been
and what we hope it will be.
Never fear, as always,
France will come to Italy's aid.
Marquis,
France has only aided us
when our ruin forestalled its own.
We have no debts of gratitude.
And we'll not accept
a graciously granted freedom.
What a sharp tongue!
Let's now hear our friend's music.
She's an extremely
seductive creature.
You can hope for a gallant adventure,
but don't fall in love.
She's seductive, but denies herself
at the crucial moment.
Might she have syphilis?
With the lives she and her husband
led, it's the least to expect!
It's time, let's go.
Here you are, Baron!
Princess, these are my friends.
We're friends of Mr...
Filippo Strozzi.
Your Mr. Strozzi imbues us with hope
that one day
we'll be part of the same nation,
we who speak the same language.
It's precisely this
we love about him, isn't it?
The inspired faith of Mazzini.
Most of Europe's police forces
know that Filippo Strozzi
is Mazzini's code name.
You run no risk in this house,
nor does he.
Tell me.
Three years ago
you generously financed
the attempted insurrection
of the Sect of True Italians.
- And I should finance
this idea of Mazzini's too. - Yes.
Wasn't that defeat enough?
The True Italians are a sect
of rogues, we despise them.
They are ridiculous
compared to Mazzini's plan!
Sects, secret societies,
conventicles don't aid our cause.
There are few of you and
you're quarrelsome, ponder it well.
The most important thing
is to have faith.
- In God?
- In the people!
Do you know any plebeians,
apart your farmers and servants,
who certainly won't
You have the look of gentry,
you own lands.
Yes, especially olive groves.
Our friend is in Giovine Italia
and he's a peasant's son.
We'll be giving him
the money we collect in France.
I see, wait a moment.
Shut up, those are secrets.
Here, read this.
This was put on the facade
of my building in Milan.
Even if I wanted to, I'm unable
to give you any money.
the access to my patrimony.
You must regain possession,
for yourself
and for our cause.
I have no faith in this expedition.
But I'll have you meet
someone who can help you.
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