Rocco and His Brothers (Rocco e i suoi fratelli)

ROCCO AND HIS BROTHERS

Wake up, come on. We're in Milan.

Get up, Luca, we're here.

At last!

Come on, Mamma.

Are you tired?

Rocco, the basket.

You got everything, Mamma?

- Tired? - You're sure you have everything?

- Where's Vincenzo? - I don't know.

- Why isn't he here yet? - Maybe he's outside.

Why isn't Vincenzo here?

- Why isn't Vincenzo here? - I can't see, you look.

Here.

Want me to look for him?

- Don't get lost. - I won't.

There's nobody here.

How beautiful!

- Ciro, look how nice it is! - Big, isn't it?

Rocco, what a city!

Look at all those shops and the lights.

It's like daylight.

Excuse me...

What's the nearest stop to this address?

- It's the last stop. - Last stop?

Last stop, end of the line. At Lambrate.

- Lambrate? - Get off at Lambrate.

- He's my son. - Your son?

- The oldest. - Ah, the oldest.

We're going to visit him.

Let's toast the fiancés!

Best wishes! All the best!

One always ends up drinking too much at these parties.

Here we are!

Thank you, thank you.

They've decided on their own.

Parents don't count anymore nowadays.

Well, we had to start sometime.

Besides, I don't feel like going back down there

I want to raise my family here.

Why don't you get married as well?

Me? Only my sister's dumb enough to do that!

He's worried about supporting us

but we'll manage on our own.

- That's right. - Right, Vincenzo?

Thank you.

- We're not looking for anything. - Oh, Lord! Please...

That'll be Aldo.

I'm off to the cinema. Bye.

- Have fun! - Bye, everyone!

- Bye, Ma. - Bye. Have fun.

Thank you.

Always the cinema! He lives on bread and movies!

It's a fixation with him.

I went along, too, on Sunday and immediately fell asleep!

Good evening. Do the Giannellis live here?

I'm Mrs Parondi.

Vincenzo, come and see who's here.

- Come in, come in. - Thank you.

Mamma!

Oh, my son, my son...

Hey, Luca, how are you?

Rosaria, dear Rosaria!

And your family? Oh, God bless you!

This is Rosaria, everybody.

So these are your brothers?

- This is Luca. - Hello.

- Simone. This is my fiancée. - Hello.

- Rocco... - Hello

- ...and Ciro. - Hello.

Leave everything here and come inside.

Come in.

Come inside.

It's Vincenzo's mother!

What a long trip. Offer her some wine.

Come on in, boys! Come on in!

Offer them some wine, they must be freezing.

Handsome boys, aren't they? The picture of their mother.

Ginetta, pass the biscuits around.

Really handsome boys. You must be tired.

It's true, they're all so similar.

They must be exhausted after such a long trip.

- What a nice surprise! - What's in there?

What misfortune we've had, my dear son.

But what is this? Aren't you in mourning for your father?

No... well, it's just that...

This is Ginetta. I wrote to you about our engagement.

You arrived just in time to give us your blessing.

Marriage? You're rich enough to get married?

Especially now, with your whole family dependent on you?

- If only you'd written to let me know. - We did write!

Yes, but that was when Papa had just died

I told you then, "First I have to find them a job".

It's not that easy here in Milan...

- Have a seat, please. - Make yourselves comfortable.

- Tell us about yourselves. - Let's hear all about you.

Just make yourself at home.

- Ah, he's shy! - You're probably just tired.

- No. - No? That's youth for you!

It must be cold for you in Milan.

- No. - Help yourself to some candy.

And what have you got there?

- Oranges. - Oranges?

Amelia! Oranges from our hometown!

- Would you like one? - Thank you.

Oh, the smell! The smell!

Thank you.

Listen, Rosaria, I thought you'd come for their engagement.

And Vincenzo said nothing because he wanted to surprise us.

But my heart's too heavy to think about parties.

But listen, you came here straight from the station?

Yes.

So where are you going to sleep tonight? We've no room here.

My son won't leave us out on the street.

He'll take good care of us.

Listen, Rosaria. I'll be frank with you

I can understand you being worried about your boys

but I have my daughter to think of. She comes first!

She turns up just like that and ruins everything!

- Mamma, what are you saying? - Your mother's right.

- You don't understand. - I'm nobody's fool!

- Don't shout! - Mamma's right!

Let's get out of this house! Rocco! Simone!

- Mamma, no! - You're all crazy!

- Come to your mother. - I'm not crazy. I understand, alright.

They want to keep you from helping your mother.

They've no respect for your dead father! Heathens!

"Heathen"?

- Let's get out of here! - No, no.

- Quiet, you, you're one of them. - Mamma...

- Let's go, boys. Bring this. - No, please...

God will punish you, for He judges everyone.

No, wait. They didn't mean to offend you.

- Gina, come on. - Let go of me! Let go!

- Leave her alone. - I'm not afraid of you!

Go on, get out of my house!

Hear that? What are you waiting for? Come on!

Get out and stay out!

Armando!

Armando!

Eh? Who is it?

It's Vincenzo. Let me in.

What's wrong? What are you doing here so late?

I'll explain later.

Hurry up! It's cold!

So what are you doing here at this hour?

To get some sleep, if possible. It's almost dawn already.

Let's hear it then, what have you done?

Nothing. I can explain everything.

Down, boy, down!

Come on in. You're not afraid of the dogs, are you?

There's wood, a stove, all the comforts.

Let's hear your story.

My whole family turned up unexpectedly, like an earthquake!

And then they started arguing with my future in-laws

I had to give up my room, my fiancée and everything.

For you, a room and a fiancée are one and the same?

- It's no joke. - No.

How can I support my whole family?

Where will they stay?

I found somewhere for them for tonight

but tomorrow, God knows!

What's the problem? Milan's full of empty houses.

Apartment buildings are shooting up like mushrooms!

- And what about the rent? - Listen to me...

Do what all you Southerners do.

- Know what I mean? - Not exactly.

You rent a public housing apartment

and if you can, you pay, but after a few months you stop paying.

- How? - Just a moment...

A month later, they evict you.

- How can I--? - Hang on...

Then you join the other evictees where you pay nothing.

And there's central heating, electricity, etc.

Milan's community would never leave anyone on the street.

- Couldn't we go straight there? - No, you have to be evicted first

- I see. - That's the secret, understand?

- Goodnight. - Don't be such an idiot.

Porter!

Porter!

I'm Mrs Parondi, open up!

- I'm coming! Hold on! - Open up.

I'm coming.

- What's the big rush? - Is this the place?

- There you go. - I'm Rosaria Parondi.

Yes, Parondi, it's over there.

- Downstairs, on the lower level. - Come on.

Good morning, Signora Maria.

Did you see those dreadful people? Immigrants!

- Where are they from? - Lucania.

- Lucania? Odd name! Where's that? - Down South.

Oh, there? The land of layabouts!

Wake up!

Ciro, it's snowing!

Rocco! There'll be work for everybody

Simone, it's snowing!

What's happened?

Look out the window. Today there'll be work.

Snow... It's sticking to the ground

Luca, look, it's snowing.