Even If I Wanted to Work, What Do I Do?

Oh, God, they are priests! And now?

Madam, get in.

I live in Borghetto. I don't know if it's along the way.

We have to go past there. Come.

Don't worry. Give me your hand.

I don't want to bother.

Stop! Keep your hands to yourself!

What are you doing?

Filthy scums!

You bastards!

- My purse! - Give her purse back.

My purse is there!

- Here it is! - Stop!

- The fender! - Run!

What is your order? The "darn you! "order?

- I got it. - Give it to me.

She's angry!

I told you she wouldn't do it.

Can I hang on?

- Sure, go ahead. - Thank you.

Don't do that, Sunflower. They are just ordinary men.

They're policemen, and they hit. You were never caught.

- My mother is Franciscan. - Nice place! I went there.

- We don't care. - I'd like to be a policeman.

- Be quiet. - That is the last thing we needed.

Goodbye, Father. Thank you.

- Help! - What is going on?

Help! Let me go!

- There's someone who hits here. - Then don't stop.

Stop! Help! He's killing me!

Stop! Help! Stop!

- Father! - What is going on?

My uncle is having an attack.

He's possessed by the devil! Help me! Get off.

Darn you!

You're breaking everything!

May lightning strike you!

- There he is. - Peace and good will. May we?

You can't go. We're two poor women. You're leaving us?

- He'll kill us. - What can we do?

I'll show you.

Father Curly!

- Are you hurt? - The devil pisses him off.

Brother Giocondo, take the ladies over there and bless the house.

- We'll take care of him. - Go inside.

- How long has he been like this? - Since he began digging.

Maybe it's because of this thing.

Yes. It's ghostly stuff that comes from tombs.

- Do you have other pieces? - He found a painted piece too.

Hold still. Lallo, hold him.

What a blow!

Pray, brothers.

- Is he dead? - No. The devils have left.

- Oh, God! - He's sleeping.

- Don't wake him up. - He's well now. Happy, Auntie?

I want to make an offering.

- Who will I give it to? - Get some cheese.

Brothers, let's go. It's late.

Holy Vereconda!

Thank you for having chased the devil from my uncle's body.

We can ask the cleaner's shop for 200,000 Liras.

- There's a lot of stuff. - Depends on Asvero.

- You feel good this time? - Yeah, Asvero...

I am sick and tired.

You speak well. In the end, it's always my turn.

You were born cute.

It was my turn twice. Once for Lallo.

- She's beautiful. - She scares you because she's mute.

- Sunflower! - What did I say?

Good morning, Mrs. Tilde. We're the Colle Civitella people.

We have some stuff. You want to look at it?

Look. There are 23 pieces. We're giving everything at 300,000 Liras,

even the saint if you want.

Look at this.

It's a 6th century vase.

- What did she say? - What she said the last time.

Mrs. Tilde, we're in line.

- Let's go. - Go.

- Go! - Sorry. I'm not...

- Go! - I'm not very practical with this.

My arm!

Yes.

Don't push.

You're closing the curtain? Even in the dark? She's crazy.

Yes.

Anything you say!

What're you saying?

I'm not very fond of this.

You even locked me up.

Open the door and let me out.

If you want, I'll go call Asvero.

I'll do it!

Easy, Asvero, or it will break.

- Easy! - Here's the vase.

Sunflower liked it so much!

I can't! I'm not wearing underpants.

I am embarrassed.

Excuse me, but who should I hit?

Should I hit?

Should I hit? I'll gladly do it.

I'll hit, huh?

What're you doing? You're hitting? Let go!

Do you think I'm a softie? I'll kick you!

Come on, let it go!

You're hurting me!

Where are you?

Darn it!

What're you doing? Let me go!

Let me go!

I'll show you now.

You're begging for help?

Even at 10,000 a piece, it would be about 250,000.

- How much is it? - 100,000.

We spent 120. Let's make it at least 150,000. You tell her.

She won't listen. She said 100,000. Take it or leave it.

- You want to leave? - Ok. Asvero, look for Sunflower.

Sunflower!

Lallo, come!

Give me a hand.

She beat the hell out of me.

Damn her!

Who are you?

Hurry.

- Halt! - You go. Get him!

No, dear colleague.

According to the norm of decree 1852, it's my jurisdiction.

We are in the Colle Civitella district here.

Let's forget about "dear colleague".

If you mean that man, you're not considering the change

made by the RD 1929, a basic law.

Who is it?

- Those scums! - It's you!

- They don't give up! - Garrone, what're you doing here?

They've been following me from Ponte Nuovo.

Who is he, Sunflower?

He's the new tenant. My grandma rented a niche.

- Are you going out? - No, I'm going to sleep.

- Good morning, madam. - Good morning, my ass!

Grandma, don't wear my gloves as socks!

I was awake the whole night.

I can't hear anything in one ear.

- What've you got here? - What do you care?

- What do I care? - Right.

You have to go. You've nothing to do here!

Be quiet. They're up here. Do you hear them walking?

So it's the Finance Guards' duty to arrest him.

I saw him first, and I've been here since last night.

I've been waiting a week for him here!

Marshal Dorigo!

- Did you get him? - He disappeared.

He jumped from the gully.

Go to the car.

Please, dear colleague.

Maybe you are right.

In fact, the paragraph of the single text says...

Just a moment. Let's examine this.

Since it's an offense done under your jurisdiction,

in your territory,

if we want to be precise,

the Finance Guard has nothing to do with it.

- But you saw him first. - No difference. We're not on a hunt.

- You just said it. - Forget it. Let's go.

- The basic law... - Let's go!

Does he think he's handsome?

Marshal, he was our criminal.

If you'd caught him, but you had him get away.

So it was the Finance Guards' duty, alright? Let's go.

Life is impossible here since that jinx came.

- Who? Novembersecond? - Damn it!

- Grandma, the light. - Your gloves.

Good morning, Cesira. How's your little girl?

Run! Run!

Mom's love! Close the door!

Don't insist, please.

It's an exceptional bronze.

Come to me with your car. It'll be quicker.

- I don't like going around today. - Why?

Two policemen are at the highway toll spot, and the Finance Guards too.

Don't worry.

Then why did we come from Rome?

Here he is again! I guarantee that it's 6th century stuff.

They've already put it in a tire.

- Where? - An automobile wheel.

Come to me. I'll be waiting.

- Mr. Nereo. - Hello, Garrone.

Good morning, Mrs. Celeste.

- How's the day going? - Fine, until now.

I'll bet you are a foreigner.

May I? Nereo Tirelli, a local Etruscan expert.

- May I offer you something? - No, thank you.

- I already ordered a cappuccino. - Good. I'll pay. Two cappuccinos.

Are you buying?

I'm the only professional grave robber here.

The others are amateurs,

common thieves.

If you come to my home,

I will show you...

Let's go, sir.

- Where do you want to go? - I'll get off farther down.

He is crazy.