Cavalleria rusticana

Scaler Movie

is.

RURAL HONOR

According to the novel by Giovanni Verga.

Roles are played by:

Santuzza - Iza Pola.

Alfio - Carlo Ninki

Lola - Doris Duranty.

Turrida - Leonardo Cortese.

Nuncio - Bella Starache Sainathi

Brazil - Luigi Almirante.

Bammule - Carlo Romano.

Operator: Masimo Terzano.

Director: Amleto Palermi.

Oh, thank God, I'm first.

Two, four, six, eight... and ten.

For the good of Saint Vincenzo, make alms.

For the sake of Saint Vincenzo...

Earlier I had to wake me up! Before!

And here I am, Brazil. A little late.

If Saint Vincenzo began to wait for you, he would have got into a puddle.

We agreed at 10, and at 10 there was only me. - I'm ready. Where do we start?

"Er, yes, you've already collected!" "I put them here."

If people do not hear the tinkling... no one will put first.

- Great idea! I'll do it, too. - You are right, well done.

Enough, enough.

Now I will show you how this is done. You are the first time, I think.

"I'm new to the brotherhood." "Now I'll teach you." It's not your beards to shave!

For the sake of Saint Vincenzo...

make alms.

For the sake of Saint Vincenzo...

make alms.

Make alms!

Thank you, coma. Thank you.

Have you seen how this is done? "Is that

what you want?" - Yes, that's what you need!

For the mercy of Saint Vincenzo, make alms.

For the sake of Saint Vincenzo...

make alms.

"Signora Nuncia!" "For the sake of Saint Vincenzo, please..."

"Ah, Uncle Brazil!" - Good day and happy holiday! Today a lot of work, yes?

"No more than once." "For the love of Saint Vincenzo, make alms."

I realized! "Be lenient towards him, he's a rookie."

By the way, about recruits, however, that your son is coming today the morning train?

- Because I do not want to miss the cross. - Well, how can I?

"For the love of Saint Vincenzo..." "I understand," I said!

He will come by train to Lycodia, take a cab to Malpasso,

and we will wait for him at the crossroads.

"For the love of Saint Vincenzo..." Okay!

- So they do not. - And how do they do it? "Hold it."

Have agreed. I'll take the wagon and in an hour I'm here. - Okay.

"What is it, I asked, and she gave you?" Cash is still the same!

"Now I'll go there." I also. No, everyone has their own way.

I have already taught you how to do this.

I'm here, and you go there. Good luck.

For the sake of... For mercy... "Well, why shout like that?"

For the mercy of Saint Vincenzo, make alms.

Signora! For the mercy of Saint Vincenzo... make alms.

For the sake of Saint Vincenzo...

make alms.

"Ah, Signora Lola, good afternoon." "Good afternoon, Signor Brazil!"

Today is a great holiday. You preen and do the right thing.

"And your husband?" "He's busy with his wagon." You know how he is so eager.

He says that he has the most beautiful wagon

in Sicily, when it is festively decorated.

"It's without contempt for anyone." "And he's right."

Even on me it produces impression. Yes, we can not vie with the godfather Alfio.

"And you will not make alms, Signora Lola? Why not? Give it, Aunt Carmina. Now.

Here. "There you have it, a new silver lira."

What a mercy! Saint Vincenzo will thank you for it. I bow, Aunt Carmina.

"I kiss the handles, Signora Lola." "Good-bye, Uncle Brazil." - Goodbye.

For the sake of Saint Vincenzo...

Let's hurry, Lola. Do you want Alfio to find you here in this form?

"Am I to blame?" This you must hurry. "Go into the room, it's more convenient there."

- Come on, what kind of angelic patience! - Oh, all right!

Uff... with these holidays!

Ay! Yes, do not you jerk like that! "You are so gentle!" I'm already so cautious...

"You're nervous today." Not nervous at all.

I would like to know what you are missing.

It's really true that you are always unhappy with something.

You have a nice house, beautiful dresses, they were not even seen in these parts,

and a husband who treats you like a queen.

And my aunt, who only does that she reads me notations.

This is not a notation, I can see everything perfectly.

Ah well? And what do you see?

Today, the village returns bersalier. "What bersalier?"

Ah, innocent poor thing, as if you do not know! Son of Signor Nuncio.

"Who, Turrida Macka?" Yes. And what do I care?

If he were not indifferent to me, I would not have married Alfio.

Lola! Lola!

That's fine, Alfio. Really great.

- Beauty! - Splendor!

"Orlando and Angelica are driving through the camp of the African emperor."

"Duel Ornaldo and Rinaldo." Here it is, Rinaldo.

"Bradamante throws the tied Brunello".

"Death to Almonte." "Orlando kills the speaking Sphinx."

Come on, guys, back.

Lola! Aunt Carmina!

I'm here, almost ready. That's it, what a swagger!

"Great, kum, Alfio." - It really will be the most beautiful wagon.

Rest assured! We will make an impression, only let's speed up.

One minute.

"How could I tell you?" "The Queen, really."

Hey, Bayardo! Stop!

Signora Nuncio! Signora Nuncio, are you ready?

Let's speed up! The road is long, but we only have an hour.

"Holy Cross, I've been waiting for you!" Let's go.

"Please, everything, as I told you!" Let's go. "And then, listen..."

Signora Nuncio! It's useless!

Here, here. Crawl, climb! It's easy to say...

Somebody has to help me.

- Bombolo! - Yes? "Bring me a chair." - Now. With permission.

Do not be afraid, I'm always there.

"Come on, Signora Nuncia." - It's bolder. "Come on, Signora Nuncia." Let's.

"Need to pick it up?" Eh... We can not cope.

Bastiano! Come here.

It's bolder. - Go upstairs! "Quickly, it's too late!" - I know.

- Quiet! - Are you ready? - Pick it up!

- Pick it up! - Come on! - Ay!

I'm here!

"Are you feeling well there?" Good. What are you going to do?

"See you in the church?" "We'll be there." Ah well?

We'll go, take the Qum Turidu and immediately come there.

As soon as you see Turrida, kiss him from me. "Hurry, Uncle Brazil."

Farewell, Signora Nuncia.

- Well, here we are. - And we are not late? - No, more than that was missing!

- Are you worried, yes? - Still would.

- Here he is! - Tourids! - Mama!

- Mom! - Now a tear! - No! Then we'll drag you back 2 hours.

I'll go myself. Himself.

"My suitcase, quickly." Ah, Uncle Brazil! Tourids!

Take it, please. That one.

He asks for a suitcase... Okay, give me the suitcase.

- Mama! - Tourids!

Turrida! Turrida, darling! Turrida!

Mama! Tourids! "Mommy, my dear!"

"Let's go, let's go." Come on, it's too late. "Yes, Uncle Brazil, let's go!"

Bayardo, come on!

"Let me look at you." You've lost some

weight. Yes, I began to weigh twice as much.

Well, in that case, when you left, you did not exist at all.

And you are red-hot. "It's after two nights spent on the train."

That's when I rest...

- Like a pink bud. - You can confirm! - I believe! - Bayardo!

- Hello, kum Turrida! - Hello!

Mom, where are all these people going? "Today

is St. Vincenzo's day, they go to church."

"We'll go too." - Okay.

"Welcome back, Kum Turrid." Thank you! Greetings, Calogero.

I wish you health!

- Touridu, greetings to you! - Hi! - Hi!

Hello, Uncle Brazil. Hello, Signora Nuncio. Hello! Hi.

"Who is this bersalier?" - What? And it must be the son of Signor Nuncia.

He served? - How do I know? If he's here, then he's served.

"Is not that Cuma Lola?" - Yes. And who is she with? With my husband.

She is married. You did not know? "She married well, and she deserved it."

There is no shortage of money in Alfio's kuma. Have you seen his wagon?

"Marriage of convenience!" She now has more gold than Madonna. - By calculation...

"You can not spoil the house with money." Right, Signora Nuncia? - I believe, yes.

- Everyone thinks in his own way. - Santuzza! Santuzza! - I'm here.

What time is it now? "Almost nine, but we'll be in time."

You are so Beautiful! This is the dress of the late mother, huh?

"Well, he did it well, did not he?" Good very good.

"You'll see, this time Saint Vincenzo will help us." - I hope so. My poor legs!

"And yet, Uncle Brazil is still not there." "I'm going to hurry him."

"Tell him to hurry." Of course.

- Tourids! - Bombolo!

"The robber!" You have not written to me

anymore. - Turrida, how are you? - How are you?

"Santo!" How are you? Welcome back.

Turrida! Let me look at you!

"But how come you were not given even a corporal?" "I almost did not finish it."

"Where's Brazil's uncle?" "Are not you Santuzza?" - Yes it's me.

You have grown up, I would not have recognized you.

"Welcome back, Kum Turrid." "How is your father, Cola's farmer?"

By the will of God, he can not walk. We want to take him to the church.

Only Saint Vincenzo can to create a miracle.

Therefore, you need Uncle Brazil? Yes.

"Uncle Brazil?" I'm here! Oh! Sorry.

Uncle Brazil, Daddy's waiting. You are ready? And then we will not be in time.

I'm always ready. Come, sir Santa.

Look, when I get back from the church, so it's all right.

Wine in glasses and tables are covered. Do you understand?

People are impatient and host like at home. "All right, Signora Nuncia."

Tourids! Turrida! - Mama! Excuse me, one minute, okay? - Go on!

- I'm here. - Ah, well done, come here, eat a salad.

I'm hungry! From the road, you see... "All the better, the better."

Tell me, mother... When did Lola get married?

A! I remembered Lola...

She married a carnival. At least, so it seems to me.

The date was chosen... Maslenitsa.

And this despite the fact that she swore to

me. "That water has leaked." Do not you care?

Drink! "I do not care, I've known a lot of girls on the continent!"

"A hundred thousand times better!" Well then...

But... It's done.

The past is the past, you no longer have to think about it. - You're right.

We need to hurry, I would like to get to church on time.

Maybe faster on the wagon?

No, I vowed to St. Vincenzo to walk.