Anna

How did she feel about this baby, did she want it?

I think so.

She says she was with a guy, they wanted to marry. - Marry'?

Yes, yes, marry.

- Why? - But instead he died.

You'd need to ask her why.

But how come she was here and he was in Germany?

No, she came back here after he died.

They were in Ovada...

Maybe you haven't told her that...

She was nine months pregnant? - Eight.

But soon it'll be nine.

For the two months she was in Rome, somewhat abandoned,

the police stopped her almost every day.

And they took her to the station and kept her in overnight too.

With her belly and all the rest. Illegally, of course.

But that's not all.

One day, after going without food, she even felt ill.

So now they don't dare.

- Take her into the station? - No, they don't do that now.

- But why? Where did they find her? - She wandered around.

You know, she dressed a certain way... Who can she turn to?

She turns to these groups of guys who walk the streets... here.

In Piazza Navona, and Santa Maria in Trastevere, no?

I want to ask you, with regards to the organization you worked for...

a local political organization...

ls there any possibility that this girl...

Like lvano was saying... - Will get any help?

From the "Unione" no way,

because it's an organization, I mean it was, now what's left...

which boasted a certain moral stand.

Soto have kids you need to be married and live a proletarian life.

She wouldn't fit in there, especially if she is a hippie.

And if you take drugs... - Of course, they're prigs.

Just like you wouldn't fit in with the Communist Party.

FILM SHOT BY ALBERTO GRIFI AND MASSIMO SARCHIELLI

Will you give me a feather?

- Your feather. - I can't give it to you.

But I'll bring you one.

25TH FEBRUARY 1972 MASSIMO MEETS ANNA IN PIAZZA NAVONA

RECONSTRUCTION OF THE PAST

- Were are you from? - Me? I was born in Sardinia.

Do you live here?

- Do you come here often? - Every day.

I might be back in a couple of hours. I have enuogh time to go home.

What's your name? - Anna.

- Pardon? - Anna.

Hi.

- Say hi. - Hi.

- And who is he? - He's a friend, he doesn't know you.

Enough now.

Do you want to talk?

THE NEXT DAY, SAME SCENE

All right, all right.

Sorry?

Do we start from here or from before? You haven't said.

No, from before. I don't know why you asked me for my feather.

Because I thought it was the scene where I wanted to talk to you.

Let's do it again.

- What? - I'm coming.

Jerk!

- Hi, m. - Hi.

And this young girl?

- French. - French?

- From where? - Paris.

You have a Sardinia“ accent.

Yes, I was born in Sardinia, but was raised in France.

- In Nuoro? - No, Cagliari.

- Where? - Cagliari. - Cagliari.

Can I have your feather?

Come on.

What's up?

- Do you have a bed? - Sorry? - A bed...

Somewhere to sleep because I fell ill.

I don't know, I have to see. Why?

I sleep on the streets. I have nowhere to go.

- You sleep on the streets? - Yes.

- You're pregnant and you sleep on the streets? - Yes.

- Are you staying here? - Yes.

Listen, I could come back around... 8:00, 8:30 pm.

Have you got a fever? - Yes.

And you laugh about it?

Okay, I'll see what I can do.

I have a German friend... - Well, you can ask him, right?

- What? - You can ask him.

Okay, I'll try to.

Anyway, in one way or another...

You shouldn't be out here with a fever, go inside the bar?

Do you need some money?

- No, I want to sleep. - Sleep?

Okay, wait for me, an hour or so.

- Yes, but ask your German friend. - I will.

- We'll go together, right? - Yes, but just wait a moment.

Okay, let's ask him together. Come with me.

Listen.

Is that your friend? - Yes.

- My boyfriend. - Your boyfriend? - Yes.

Your friend?

- My boyfriend. - That one? - Yes, him.

The stupid one.

- Have you got a problem with me? - Yes, I have.

- Why? - No, no, leave it. Excuse me...

Is she your friend? - Yes, so?

- Don't you feel like a worm? - She's a friend of mine.

- Yes, and she's pregnant. - So?

- Nice friend you are. - She's a bitch.

She's ill...

She's ill and you make her sleep on the streets. I don't understand.

She's a real idiot, she needs her head smashed in.

She takes pills too. - So?

When she's high, I tell her to come to my place. But she says no.

Should I go stealing?

I've just got out of jail, I don't want to go back. She's a bitch.

She deserves a beating. - Why do you think that...

What does she do when she's high, does she talk?

All she does is squabble. She says she's ill, she talks...

She's a right bitch.

- So leave her then. - Sure I do.

Hi, you're back?

- Baffo. - Shall we go home?

Baffo? Let's go home, Baffo.

Yes, let's do that. Sorry, I'm late I had to work.

- I'm exhausted, shall we go? - Yes, come on.

ATTEMPTED RECONSTRUCTION FEBRUARY 26TH

Who's this?

It's Sasha, my kid.

- Your kid? And this one? - That's me.

With no mustache.

I'll just put a record on. Wait a minute.

He's cute, where is he?

He's in America now.

- And here? - We were by the sea.

Cute!

Want a drink? What was that?

- His willy. - His willy'?

You see?

He's a good boy, he's nice.

These are his postcards, but some are mine, too.

This one's great, look.

How are you feeling?

I'll get you into bed. Want some warm milk?

Yes, some milk.

Okay.

I'll show you... where...

Now get into bed. Are you cold?

This is my boy's room.

Baffo. Daddy.

I like your moustache, you know.

Why?

Because it's long, perhaps.

Why do you call me daddy? Do I look so old?

Well, you could be my dad.

How old are you?

I'm... let's say... 36.

Well...

You could be my dad. - No, but...

- How old is your son? - Four and a half.

- Really'? - Yes.

- He's cute. - You think so?

Let me see something.

Pull this up.

Where? Not that one, this one.

Did you scratch yourself? - No, I cut myself.

With a razor blade.

With a razor blade?

- Why? - No reason...

You cut yourself for no reason?

I've done it several times.

Germs! - Germs? I know...

Want some more? But that's your lot.

Your nails are dirty.

I'll get you some water, then I'll make you some soup.

Where did you sleep last night? - On the streets.

Where?

Somewhere.

- So you're not used to a bed anymore? - And it's a bit uncomfortable.

- Uncomfortable? - Yes, a bit.

How did you sleep on the streets?

Anywhere. But I didn't sleep well.

- No? And before? - The same.

Do you have anything to sleep in when you're on the streets?

Yes, but I didn't have anything.

I was always on the move.

On the move?

Yes, because it's cold. If I went outside to sleep now...

- What about sleeping bags? - Yes, but if I slept outside now,

I'd die, even with a sleeping bag. So it's best to keep moving.

I stay awake all night.

How can you be like this, in your state, are you mad?

You realize you have a baby and you need to take care of it.

You have to take care of the baby.

And you smoke too.

Watch out kid, or it'll fall from the bed!

You'll spoon him up.

Yes, I will, okay.

- Can I have a smoke? - Okay, but then no more.

Feeling better? Let's try taking your temperature.

But stay here.

It's a bit hot.

It's hot?