What a Beautiful Day (Che bella giornata)

If I made it to such high levels, it wasn't easy.

Natural talents were insufficing,

it took me tenacity, obstinacy, ab...

negation, culture

and, I guess, a pinch of luck too.

MY HEROICALS -

But let's start from the start, how I took my first steps.

Good morning.

A pleasure, Zalone.

A pleasure, Zalone.

- Don't stand. - Mr. Zalone...

- It says here you're from Apulia. - Yes.

But you live near Milan.

We've been in Lombardy for years, by now I'm a native.

Good, good.

Is this your second attempt to join the Force?

My third.

Aggravating circumstances of the habitual offender!

Why this desire to be a Carabiniere?

It's been a passion of mine since I was 10.

My Uncle Giuseppe was a Carabiniere.

So, he was the one who got you in to this feeling,

this feeling of patriotism...

He got me in to the game whenever I wanted.

And loads of things... Christmas!

Christmas was fantastic!

He'd seize fireworks, bring them home

and let us shoot them off all night.

Uncle Giuseppe was great.

- Is your uncle still in the Force? - Oh yeah.

- Good, give me his name. - Capobianco Giuseppe.

The Finance Police can run a check.

The Finance? Then write: Capobianco Vincenzo.

- Who's he? - His brother, he's in the Finance.

They'd seize cigarettes,

tons of cigarettes!

Once I asked him for... I don't say a carton, just a pack...

A Carabiniere's more of a gentleman.

You won't believe this, but I was rejected again.

Didn't hit it off with that colonel.

That can happen.

Who's never got on some high school prof's neck?

Me, I never went!

I remember my dejection, bitterness,

my aimless wandering,

when suddenly a light lit up...

It was the fuel warning.

Gas is back there.

LPG, 7 Euros.

Now I had to break it to my mother,

who, to pull me through, had turned to high circles,

the... highest.

Holy Mary, mother of God pray for us sinners...

Quiet, Checco's ringing.

You listen too, Maria.

Mom...

they screwed me.

No!

Third time! The devil with you and Checco too.

My son's just unlucky!

My Carabiniere dream gone,

I went back to working at that stupid disco,

where what scared you wasn't violence, it was mentality,

the narrow-minded pacifism.

Checco, it's awful seeing you like this.

So you didn't make it, don't be down.

- Your thing's security. - This is security?

You call this security, a place like this?

Security's action, movement, intervention.

Watch.

Good evening Miss, outstanding, a nice rack,

- Outstanding to you too who... - Thank you.

Not at all, jerk... The mentality's all wrong.

You need a job worthy of you.

- I gotta pee. - Okay, I'll handle things.

Good evening, Miss, outstanding rack you've got there.

Outstanding to you too who...

What the fuck do you want?

- Sorry, just getting the mentality. - I'll give you the mentality!

But a real security man knows his moment will come...

Intelligence fears terrorist action targeting monuments and churches.

...he's gotta be ready...

Security must be tightened by hiring more men.

...gotta push forward...

Men who are professionally prepared and absolutely trustworthy.

...you gotta find courage...

That letter from Father Bruno

asking me to help his housekeeper's son,

let's contact him.

...you gotta pull strings guys!

WHAT A BEAUTIFUL DAY -

Father Bruno's a saint!

You got a job,

now you'll find a nice girl. - Let's hope!

The car?

- Security. The bishop? - That way.

Gabriele, go easy on breakfasts!

Move, it's late!

- Zalone, security. - Ivano. Your photos?

Very good.

You'll be at the entrance to the Archbishop's See.

- We have international visitors. Do you know languages? - I do.

- English? - Yes.

- French? - Oui.

- Spanish? - Alsos.

God bless you.

Ma'am, move along.

Visitors must be suitably dressed:

jackets, no bare arms.

Father Ivano, don't worry.

Ivano, I'm not a priest yet.

- Not a priest yet? - Soon.

When I saw you I thought: "80 young and already integrated!"

I'll wait for you below.

- Remember about kissing the ring. - Yes, the ring...

- Can I? - Come in.

- Good morning, I'm Checco. - My dearest Checco!

Have a seat!

You're in security, correct?

It's my field, I've been in security situations for scads.

You'll work three months initially, but if things go well, as I believe,

you'll have a full-time contract. - That's my life's attraction.

Those who start here go to the top, look at Guido!

- The guy on the left? - Of course!

He began here, now he's the Pope's bodyguard.

Promotion goes in automatic?

- Get to work! - Do I...?

Father Bishop, you won't sorry yourself.

- How did it go? - Great, the bishop's nice.

Call me if you need anything.

Here we are on this important day!

- Colonel, all under control? - Naturally.

Eminence, I saw a young man leave your office.

He's our new security man.

- That man? - Yes.

As I'm responsible for security...

He was recommended by a trustworthy person,

relax or your heart will keep playing tricks.

- How are you? - Fine.

Since my promotion to Rome is in the balance...

You'll be going to Rome.

There's one thing... my brethren, I'll be along.

To keep people from asking me for work, I had an idea:

Checco Zalone was hired by you, agreed?

I was unbending and determined on the rules.

No way you can see the Bishop dressed like that!

Naked arms, thongs... This is no beach!

Know who they are? They're from Tibet.

Go back to Tibet, get a nice jacket, a tie,

even a blazer, but thongs are out!

Get a load of this guy! Over there!

The Bishop's over there?

No, Capobianco Gino, barber, say Checco sent you.

- Ma'am, you must remove the veil. - Why?

Security reasons.

For the same reasons, replace it.

Let's all go backwards!

CHURCH ACCUSED OF RACISM -

I even got in the papers.

Ivano, send a letter of apology inviting their return.

Eminence, this Zalone isn't capable.

Give him time, we mustn't judge by a first mistake.

Ivano, let's not leave him at the entrance,

we'll place him a bit out of the way. - Much better.

The Holy See!

In those halls, through those misty places,

among angels and demons, I felt I was in a story by "Don" Brown.

Who's never read his novels?

Me, I saw the movie for short, but, no difference:

the same possible ambushes,

the same plots

to nip in the bud.

"We'll grab him in the garden of olives."

"He'll be the first..."

- Trouble? - I'm fine.

I'm the new security man, promoted in automatic.

- You know Joseph? - Quite well.

I'll be working with him soon.

Any trouble, just yell out.

You're all here!

Piero, who squandered his entire salary on video poker.

And our Flavia!

You remember her case, don't you?

Her son would give her grocery money

and she'd play the numbers, a triplet every week.

- 8, 18 and 58. - She still remembers them!

But through this marvelous path of faith,

you've defeated the hateful demon of gambling,

the mortal sin which reduced you...

Good, it's time to celebrate! Well done!

Your Eminence!

Excuse me, I must leave a moment,

don't pop the cork without me, I want to celebrate with you.

I'll be right back!

Excuse me, security!

- What are you doing here? - Waiting for the bishop.

- Where is he? - He'll be here in a moment.

- Clear out, the bishop's not coming. - No, he said he was.

That's what he always says.

- He assured us. - I tell you he's not coming.