Love and Anarchy (Film d'amore e d'anarchia, ovvero 'stamattina alle 10 in via dei Fiori nella nota casa di tolleranza...)

LOVE AND ANARCHY

Or

"This morning at 10:00 in Via dei Fiori, in the well-known whorehouse..."

Mom, what's an anarchist?

Someone who kills kings and throws bombs, then ends up on the gallows.

Now shut up.

Socialism's what we need, not anarchy and people who end up on the gallows.

We need the people who end up on the gallows too!

As long as the world is for all of us, brothers and sisters, equal and free,

all of us the same, like nature made us.

I came back to kill Mussolini.

Love, love!

Giovinó's is closed. This is a first-class joint, you know?

We open at 11:00. You'll have to wait.

Bring me a lot of roses

And a whole lot more

Choose the thorniest ones

Go clean the rooms.

I'll press them to my heart

Excuse me.

Do you have a hearing problem? We're closed. We open at 1 1:00.

Don't start getting pushy!

Shit, you're really ugly.

Where in the hell did you come from?

Do you have any money? You know, it's expensive here.

This is a first-class joint.

Do you know how much a fuck costs?

Seven lire.

You're scared? What happened?

I'm here!

Odette, where's the clean laundry?

I've been looking for it for over an hour. What a mess!

They never find anything in here. Oh, dear Saint Rosalia.

If you're in a hurry to fuck, why don't you go to Pellegrino's? It's cheap there.

Actually, why don't you give yourself a nice hand job?

You'll have fun and save money.

Actually, I'm looking for Miss Salomè.

- Shit! - I'm a relative.

Where is he?

Shit, Zoraide, you idiot!

Why did you wax the stairs? Everyone is falling down.

Where is he?

There he is, my cousin.

Well, you've grown up, cousin.

You became a hunk, baby.

It's about time you arrived.

Sorry, I can't kiss you with this stuff on my face. Beauty mask.

Zoraide, isn't he handsome?

How is my aunt? Does she still have problems with varicose veins?

Come on up. Let's get comfortable and talk.

Zoraide, can you tell Madam Aïda I'm busy this morning?

I have a relative visiting. Come this way. It's faster.

My room is the mirror room, the best in the house.

It's straight out of the Arabian Nights . Just imagine that!

Come on. Follow me.

See what a beautiful house this is? It's the most elegant house in Rome.

- Hey, who's that asshole? - Shut up. He's a relative.

Carmela, the lieutenant of the house.

- Hello. - Hello, my ass.

What about this morning at 11:00? Who's gonna do it?

- Shut up. I'll ask Ivonne. - Yes, ask Ivonne.

- My cousin has just arrived. - The cousin, the cousin.

He comes here to get it.

Wait. I need to ask a favor of a friend.

Ivonne?

No kidding. She's snoring like a train.

Ivonne!

Would you shut up? Shit!

Oh, I'm sorry, milady, for my loud voice.

- Sleep is sacred. - I'm sorry, okay?

Introductions: Miss Jacqueline, my cousin.

Who cares?

- What do you want? - Some family business came up.

Can you take care of my morning shift? My cousin is visiting.

Let me introduce you: Ms. Ivonne, my cousin.

- Good morning! - My pleasure.

Your cousin. Meanwhile, I take it up the ass.

Quit busting my balls.

You owe me.

What's wrong? Are you in love? Tunin!

Come on in.

Get comfortable.

- Excuse me. - Come on! Leave him alone!

Look at all this stuff on the bed.

Come on. Make yourself at home.

I'm sorry I said you're my cousin, but this way they won't bother us.

Close the door.

Those idiots are always walking up and down the hall.

So, you're Antonio Soffiantini, alias Tunin, right?

I'm Salomè.

Pleasure to meet you. How was the trip? Good?

Good. Come here. Sit down.

Make yourself at home.

Shit, those idiots haven't prepared my room yet.

I'm really sorry, but sit down.

Oh, sorry.

There we go.

Now, let's have a cup of coffee.

Okay?

Odette! Two coffees, room nine, please.

Quickly!

So the news is confirmed. We're all set.

Wednesday, July 8. It's certain.

Tomorrow, we're going to the place.

By the way, those windows I wrote to the comrades about?

They are right over the square, just in case you prefer a rifle.

No.

I practiced with a handgun.

I don't trust rifles.

Rumba, the longer you touch it, the longer it gets.

Rumba? Please. You don't even know what the rumba is.

Leave me alone, whore! Who do you think you are, huh?

- Excuse me! - Watch it!

She's so ugly anyway.

Yeah. Who'd take her?

Coffee!

I'm not gonna bring you coffee, shame of our land, you whore.

Come in. Come in, Odette.

Finally, the coffee.

My mouth is like a toilet bowl if I don't drink coffee in the morning.

Have you seen Madam Aïda?

- No. - Okay, then.

But Donna Carmela has taken charge. She's downstairs in the hall.

- Do I need to tell her anything? - Let sleeping dogs lie.

But if she asks, tell her that I have guests and not to bother me.

What are you looking at?

He's my cousin. I'm almost his aunt.

Go. Go!

These snoopy ones always think the worst.

And close the door, stupid!

How much sugar?

- One or two? - Two, thank you.

So, I think we've said everything there is to say.

You know, the information should be accurate

because most of our clients are very important people.

Military officials. All the good ones.

Filthy and vain men who like to talk about ceremonies.

May they all get cancer.

You can't imagine how filthy those pigs are.

Well, good luck.

For July 8?

To July 8.

Listen. Do you really come from Paris?

Don't tell me if it's a secret.

The less one knows about these things, the better.

Well, let's hope we come back alive.

I don't know why I'm doing this,

because you're all crazy.

I can't stand these "respectable" bastards who create such a shitty world.

And you? Isn't it the same for you?

You're still so young.

Otherwise, why would you be doing this?

I...

I hate tyrants.

But you...

Tell me the truth, Tunin.

You're not thinking about tyrants, are you?

- What are you looking at? - Oh, fuck. Come on.

You're staring at my legs.

Those eyes look like you're starving in front of a rotisserie.

I can't keep watching those eyes.

I'm sorry, but have you ever been in a brothel?

Never.

When I was serving in Cuneo, there were girls under the bridge...

but I've never been in a brothel.

Not even in Paris. I was busy there.

Oh, well.

Why didn't you say something?

You’re just sitting there, so quiet,

looking at me like a hungry kitty.

Come on.

Given our plans, let’s just do it.

I'm actually very happy to satisfy someone like you.

You never know. It might even bring me some luck.

Come on. Come here.

Come on. What are you waiting for?

Don't make a fuss about it!

If I don't like it, it's the same anyway.

No, it’s just I still have to settle into a hotel, find my room.

Maybe later, if it's not too much trouble.

- Thank you. - Sure.

We'll find some time, right?

But tell me, are you okay?

Thank you very much.

By the way, Pensione Margherita is right around the corner.

- I got you a room there. - Thank you, very kind of you.

Via Manziana. It's the first one on the right after you leave.

If you need anything, don't hesitate.

Thank you. Thanks for the thought.

Then, Tunin, when you get settled, you can come back to eat.

Thanks.

I'll be waiting for you. Bye.

- Well, maybe... - What?

Well...

Maybe I'll settle in later, unless I'd be an inconvenience?

Sure, I told you.

You need some satisfaction.

Especially here with all these beautiful girls.

This way it's over with, and you get your head back on track.

Exactly. Thank you very much.