Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow

YESTERDAY, TODAY AND TOMORROW

They're coming.

Right on time.

Is this number 7, Carbone Alley?

Indeed.

At said location

on 16 September 1954

furniture will be impounded

from Adelina Sbaratti...

My wife.

the consignee, due to lack of payment

of a 28,000-lire fine.

With procedural fees,

interest and costs, etc.

It brings us to 50,780.

Wasn't it better to pay 28,000?

Well?

Well, are you going to pay this 50,780?

You kidding? We didn't pay 28

and you expect us to pay 50?

- Where's the consignee?

- My wife?

Yes, the consignee.

She's not here.

Doesn't matter. If you don't pay,

I'll take the furniture.

Come in, sir.

Let's see now.

One walnut table, six feet by four feet...

So, you cleared everything out.

It's out of my hands now.

This is a matter for the courts.

Make way!

We fooled him!

He wanted Adelina Sbaratti?

He can shove it!

That's all you know,

lewd gestures, threats.

Where do you think

that will that get you?

You're in a real fix

and at your own hands!

- What's he after?

- He came on Wednesday.

- Who is he?

- Search me.

I'm Verace, a lawyer,

and you're illiterate clowns!

That was no joke.

A fine mess you've made.

You'll see when the police come.

You'll go to jail

for the crime you committed.

What crime?

My friend, you violated article 384

of the criminal code.

That's what you did!

Hey, Mr. Lawyer!

Explain it to us, we're ignorant.

First you get yourself into trouble,

then you come to us lawyers.

But it was only a fine.

Which you didn't pay,

so they impounded your furniture.

And then you came up with

the brilliant idea of hiding it.

The fine was almost 30,000 lire!

Sir, my friend is not very well off.

What did they fine him for?

Selling contraband cigarettes.

I'm truly sorry, my friend,

but I must tell you

you're in big trouble.

But it's not me, it's my wife,

a mother of children!

They fined her. The furniture's hers,

the lease is in her name.

Then she'll go to jail.

Don't let him get away.

Pasquale, call Adelina!

Hey, Mr. Lawyer!

Mr. Lawyer.

- Get out of here, get lost.

- But she's a mother of children!

Cigarettes!

English, American, Swiss!

Let's see if I can catch a customer.

English, American, Swiss!

Who smokes?

Sir, I buy dollars.

Get out of here.

Adelina, only you can persuade the lawyer.

Come right now!

- What lawyer?

- What is she supposed to do?

The bailiff came,

and a lawyer says we're in trouble.

What kind of trouble?

Those idiots!

Oh, my God!

Hey, come here, boy!

- Come see the lawyer!

- And let everything burn?

You go, we'll take care of the boy.

- What about my box?

- You'll find it as you left it.

The damn idiots!

Swiss cigarettes?

American, French, English.

Hey, a client!

That gentleman's mine.

English, American, Swiss...

- But ma'am

- Get out!

They're going!

If he says something,

that's because it's true.

If he said he can't help you,

he can't help you.

He wouldn't miss out on good business.

But maybe he just says that

because he's angry.

- Get out!

- They're going!

I've told you once, please go away.

If you let us see him,

there's something in it for you too.

On my word of honor, I never saw

two more deceitful people!

Hey, you. Go get it.

I won't budge from here.

- Carmine.

- Finally. Come in.

Who are you?

Where are you going?

- That way.

- Let's go.

What do you mean?

You can't go in, don't you get it?

Pasquale, Amedeo.

Where is he?

Mr. Lawyer, help us!

She can't go to jail!

What jail?

I was fined for selling cigarettes.

You know how long it takes

to make 28,000 lire?

Days, weeks even.

I'm always out there, rain or shine.

You know how long

my husband's been out of work?

Ever since he completed

his military service!

How can we get by?

How will my child eat?

Then some creep

comes along and arrests you.

No, wait a minute.

They can't arrest her.

What do you mean?

She's expecting.

They can't arrest her, she's expecting!

They can't arrest her, get it?

She's expecting.

They can't jail her for that crime.

- Why?

- She's expecting.

Have you heard?

They can't arrest her.

Why not?

- She's expecting.

- Yes, she's expecting.

She's expecting!

She's expecting!

She's expecting?

Yes, she's expecting.

She's expecting, she's expecting.

She's expecting, cha-cha-cha.

She's expecting, she's expecting.

She's expecting, cha-cha-cha.

She's expecting!

Good morning.

Congratulations!

Thank you.

- Congratulations.

- Thank you.

Congratulations, Adelina.

I have an American specialty,

painless childbirth.

- Good luck!

- Same to you.

Good for you.

Here they are, nice and fresh.

- Put it on my tab.

- Okay.

Oh boy, they're hot!

- The lawyer should know.

- Dig in.

When a woman is pregnant,

she can't be arrested...

until six months after the baby is born.

She's entitled to six months

for nursing.

Watch it!

Kids are a great thing,

a gift of providence...

although I've never had the pleasure.

Is that my fault?

I've got what it takes.

But let's not broach

this painful topic for God's sake.

But that's not the point.

I'm only saying that

the best thing in the world

is when a man comes home

and his wife says she wants a baby.

Heart, ungrateful heart

Well, what's the joke?

- I was doing my military service

- No, let me tell it.

We were 17, right?

And we were going together,

and well, the inevitable happened.

''Carmine, how can I tell Mama?''

This idiot was all happy.

''Are you really sure?''

''Yes. I know a midwife.

I'll go see her tonight.''

''But I can't get leave.''

I say, ''If it's positive,

I'll come sing 'Ungrateful Heart'

outside the barracks.''

So that's it.

All that night:

Heart, ungrateful heart

I didn't sleep a wink.

As soon as I got out of the service

we were married.

Mama was against it.

''Adelina, my girl, I can't give you a cent.

Carmine's flat broke. I had 15 kids.

What if you take after me?''

''Mama, we'll be careful.''

But you didn't keep your word

and now you're pregnant again.

Yes, just look at it.

I could have gone to jail.

The baby's due any day. A short rest.

July, August, September,

November, December.

Carmine, you'll have to get busy

at Christmas.

I have no choice.

Otherwise...

- Right.

- Here I am.

- Merry Christmas!

- Thank you.

- Good night. Merry Christmas!

- Thank you.

Well, Mama, good night.

Merry Christmas.

Christmas on my own.

You have things to do.

- Mama, I explained.

- I understand.

But we'll have dinner together tomorrow.

Enrico.

Oh, I nearly forgot.

Grandma made some ointment

for your chilblains.

Do you put it on at night?

Yes, rub it on when he's in bed.

Thanks, Mama. See you tomorrow.

Take care.

Merry Christmas again.

Adelina.

Carmine.

Come and celebrate with us.

Amedeo's brought a big cake from Milan.

Come on.

They're all waiting for you.

- Pasquale, I'm sorry.

- It's Christmas. I don't want to go to jail.

Oh, I get it.

You'll have a better Christmas than us.

Stop that! Get moving!

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