The Mute Man of Sardinia (Il Muto di Gallura)

BASED ON TRUE EVENTS

SILENT ASSASSIN

What now?

Will he speak?

He has to get over his fear.

The boy saw the Reula,

she took his voice.

You must wait.

But he was born that way,

he has never talked,

he understands nothing.

Eh, he understands what he wants to.

He's as slick as the Devil, that one.

AGGIUS, SPRING 1849

What do you want?

Sorry to bother, Uncle Antonio.

A friend of mine lost a white dove,

as pretty as the clouds kissed by the morning sun,

as pure as the snow that winter places on the Limbara.

And, as my friend is inconsolable,

I'm here, looking for his lost treasure.

Yes.

I saw that dove.

But it's mine, nobody lost it.

Wouldn't you like to hand it over?

Yes, I would,

to a man who could make it happy.

Well then,

the man you're looking for is here,

and I'm asking for your white dove on his behalf.

Be the friendly guest welcomed under my roof.

Tell him I'll give him my dove,

as pretty as the clouds kissed by the morning sun,

as pure as the snow that winter places on the Limbara.

Welcome, Pietro Vasa.

I willingly give you my dove.

Now, it's yours.

This is called San Giovanni's dawn.

It's a good flower to do magic and to foresee the girls' future.

In the night, it smells so good the animals will kiss it.

Let him be, he won't understand. Come on.

The best part is over, let's go.

One day, we'll throw a party for you, too.

I promise.

Because this one, at the right time, will be given to Michelino.

La Giunchicchia will be given to you,

it already borders your tank.

And then from the first floor you'll see the sea.

Mum, the sea.

Don't worry, I'll manage the money.

They earn it and we spend it, right, Pietro?

Come, Antonio.

We're building your nephew's house.

That's right.

Family is the greatest blessing.

And I know it well,

having been a fugitive for 17 years.

Hidden among the rocks,

cold in the winter and hot in the summer.

Far from my family.

Pietro,

you're about to get married.

And you should be at peace with your enemies.

Uncle Antonio,

peace is your job,

but in this case, there's no business for you.

You can rest.

Pietro, a big feast is ahead of us.

Your name will be honoured, with the name of Mamia.

Whole Gallura will come to the wedding.

I'm sure that before that day, you will visit Salvatore Pileri

to fix the damage you've done.

That goat could have trespassed, or it couldn't.

But it has to be solved.

The goat matter is a cinch.

If you want to talk to Salvatore Pileri,

you can tell him my rifle has two barrels,

and a bullet in each one!

Pa, what's the matter?

If you want to be part of this family,

you'd have to do as I say.

I don't want to, if you ask me to behave like a lamb!

You're not worthy of my daughter.

Go away, or I'll have you out feet first.

Antonio!

Antonio,

I will go to Salvatore Pileri.

For his funeral!

He'll be back,

he'll be back, because you can't leave a girl once you've hugged her.

No.

Only the bride can untie the hug,

and you don't want it, right, Mariangela?

No, Mum.

Mariangela is a good girl, she deserves it.

You'll see, when she'll give you a nephew...

As long as he doesn't have his father's face.

Pietro is young, you were just as restless as a young man.

Hello, Father.

Come in.

No, no. There's no need, Father.

See, Father Augusto,

there has been a dispute between Antonio Mamia

and my cousin Pietro Vasa.

I've heard.

Mariangela didn't want to renounce the hug and Antonio,

wisely, still agreed to the wedding.

Yes, but on one condition:

I won't be at the wedding and there won't be a ceremony.

Because, for my family, it isn't a celebration.

Speak Italian, or he won't understand.

Can it be done?

Secretly.

I've been here ten years,

I do understand.

What about Pietro?

Fine, I'll marry them.

Thanks, Father.

Goodbye, Father.

Pietro Vasa will marry my daughter,

but I want to teach him a lesson anyway.

You will be the best man at the wedding,

and that donkey will bend his head.

What if he refuses?

If he won't bend his head?

A branch that doesn't bend... breaks.

Fine, Antonio.

Pietro said to give these presents back to you.

And he wants the ring back.

What?

He promised.

You had an agreement.

Pietro found out that Salvatore Pileri will walk you down the aisle,

and that is an extreme insult to him.

Men like Pietro...

are not worth crying for.

The day I will see another tear in your eyes,

on that day, you won't be my daughter anymore.

Pietro, to get into heaven, you need to forgive your enemies.

I forgive them, Father.

Ego te absolvo a peccatis tuis.

In nomine patris, filii, et spiritus sancti.

Courage, Teresa,

dies in God's grace.

Remember that they killed me.

Andrea, come on, let's go.

- And where to? - Bring your ass over here, let's go!

No, Bastiano, you stay here with Pietro,

it's enough to have you like this,

no need to get into other people's desire for revenge.

Put it on your shoulder,

lest they see us on their property with the rifles in our hands.

After what they did to Pietro?

I don't want to end up like the boar.

Bring your rifle as well.

We only have one and Dad will take it.

Oh, stop.

Let's go.

Just watch.

Angelo!

What do you want?

Oh, Michele, what are you doing?

Go home!

Come on, let's go.

Are you crazy? You killed him!

Not at all, can't you see how he's jumping?

Now he will go look for his father,

they're just here. Let's just go.

Eh, go!

Go, Andrea, if your feet are burning up.

Go!

Tansu!

Get away from there, Tansu!

Water, water.

Water, water!

Where do you want to take him?

Away from here,

they can't find him on our land.

If it's true you cannot give life to dead ones,

it's true you can give death to living ones as well.

Hey! What now?

Come on!

Michele!

No!

When you were descending from the hills of the Giunchiccia,

singing like a blackcap,

the girls would hide behind bushes to see you pass by,

whispering to you sweet words of love.

How pretty you were, Michele,

descending from the hills of the Giunchiccia,

singing like a blackcap.

The girls would hide behind bushes to see you pass by,

whispering to you sweet words of love...

They came from all parts of Gallura,

your family is here with you.

They say it was the Mute,

he has been seen taking the rifle from Pietro's hands.

The eyes are made of water, it isn't certain.

Antonio, you kill the snake by cutting its head, not its tail.

It's Pietro's fault, you remember this.