Bebo's Girl (La ragazza di Bube)

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I make this trip every two weeks and I'm always looking forward.

Recalling the happiest moments always will stay with me

No, wouldn't change anything I've done.

My story was painful but not sad,

and I like to think it started a holiday,

in early July 1944.

Thank you.

- Do you live here Castellucci? - Yes, but not here.

- Do not know if he will return? - Sure, but late.

Well, since I'm here, I'll wait.

- Are you her daughter? - Yes

- Is not his mother? - No.

Will needle and thread? While this hope may sew.

Pass.

No, leave.

Do not bother, I do it.

Living in the mountains, the partisans and even learned to sew.

Get on there.

I was the poor fellow Sante.

Once told me about you, but I thought...

The truth is that do not look much.

- Sure, it was not my brother. - Excuse me?

How was it not his brother?

It was my brother.

Yes, was the son of my mother, my father only gave her surname.

Well, for me was like a brother.

- Done. - Thanks.

How did you find?

For a farmer in Mount Espertole

I was there when he was arrested.

We learned much later that he had been shot.

- Where's Mom? - It has been this guy.

I co-Sante.

Enchanted young, I'm glad to see him.

Mara, bring a lamp, which is not seen nothing.

We have no electricity, those damned Germans, before leaving, he blew up everything.

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Sit.

- So I fought with Sante? - Yes

And I was with him when arrested at Mt Espertole.

- Are you from around here? - Of Volterra.

I'm going back home. And since I was passing, I thought...

- You did well to come. Bebe. - Thanks.

Sante's teammates are like sons to me.

Make yourself at home.

You can sleep in a room with Mara.

You will go home to sleep for Liliana.

- What's your name, son? - Arturo Capellini, but I called Bebo.

What nickname had as a partisan?

"Avenger".

Anna, this guy was a companion to our son.

Good night.

Understand that for a mother losing a child is a serious blow.

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It was hard for everyone.

You'll have to settle for what is, a bowl of soup and half a glass of wine.

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Yes, the menu of the poor.

The rich people eat meat and poultry, and the poor, cabbage soup, and now even without salt, because there is no black market.

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I have endured for 20 years but our time has come.

We are liberated from the fascists,

threw out the Germans and now we start to weed

for those who exploit the people, once and for all.

- What do you do? - Are you afraid?

Is discharged.

This...

You set many accounts,

and still not finished with the fascists.

Here, it present. It parachute silk.

Have you brought me?

- Do you like? - Yes, I'll make a blouse.

Starting to feel very tired. I undertook the journey this morning.

- Thanks for the gift. - Nothing.

I waited for over a month,

then I started thinking I would never return.

Maybe it was true that he had come by Sante

and I did not care.

was sure that if I saw him again, know what I thought.

Bebo But no sign of life.

- Mara, where you going? - I'm here.

- No, you're going out. - No, I am here and weighed.

- Hi Mara. - So you've finished working?

- There are striking. Sal - I can not.

I have to look to Vinicius. Fever.

- Well, let me go. - No.

- Come on, I know it's your mother. - I do not want you to come.

- Well, as I enter. - You can not, I have set the bar.

- You're afraid, eh? - Do you? Nonsense!

- Then I shall go to Liliana. - Then go.

I'll go, but I bet you hate.

- No, but if I care. - Oh, stupid! I have hurt!

I swore you would not talk more with Liliana, but I saw them together.

- It gives me more satisfaction than you. - Yes .. is half-squint.

Do not be coy, that I've got good hand.

But nobody knows, if you tell, tell you're a liar. Bye.

Good morning.

- I was looking for his father. - It's in Colle

Back tonight.

I need him, but I have time I can not wait.

I came on a motorcycle with a friend, pick me up at noon.

- He has shaved. - Oh yes!

When we were partisans shaved little, so sometimes I forget.

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I wear the shirt, you see how good it is.

What shirt?

The one I did with the silk gave me.

- What's left? - Okay.

- Are well all at home? - Yes

- What about your girlfriend? - I have no girlfriend.

I have not had time to think about those things.

Last year at this time, I had left home.

because of the fascists.

But now he has long gone.

Yes, but what do you think?, Working day and night I go to the party.

Well, today has not gone to work.

Well, today I wanted ...

had long wanted to visit him.

Stay here, do not move.

Prove it.

Hello, Liliana, what are you doing?

Hello.

Look, I bought 4 meters, do you like?

And these shoes? Do you like?

You should also buy a pair.

Now I have time, I'm with someone.

- Who? - With him.

Mara,

listen, you're wrong going out with the first comer.

- It's not the first comer. - For the second time you see it.

Bye.

It is the prim, but neither dogs ignore him.

Where'd he go?

To ask whether they served in the canteen meals.

Eat with us.

- No, I do not bother them. - Come on. Come on.

- What? - Nothing.

Have I slept long? It must be late.

The three and a half!

My friend should have already arrived. It came on a motorcycle.

How funny!

I hope that has not happened.

- Maybe you came and went. - I did not hear any bike.

Ah, finally!

Here he comes.

- Hello, Bebo. - Hello.

Good evening.

- Bye. My compliments to your father. - Bye.

- Anybody? - What do you want?

- Do you have eggs to sell? - How many do you want?

- All you have. - I'll see.

The summer ended and I could not see him again.

autumn, instead of it, came Carlino.

supplies provider of Volterra.

- Are you Mara? - Yes

This sends Bebo.

If you want to send a response, I am in the canteen.

was the first letter I received in my life,

and trembled at the thought of reading words of love.

"Dear Mara: for which I sent this letter is a bit of salt...

I got on the black market for his mother;

and for you these lines.

I hope to soon have the opportunity to see you and your family.

Greetings, Bebo.

I replied that I had done wrong so upset,

because now they are getting salt in Monte Guidi.

It was not true, of course,

but must learn to deal more with me and about my father.

Carlino returned a couple of times,

Bebo because if he spoke little, write less.

Another letter of Bebo.

- Here. - Bye and thanks.

Wait a minute, ma'am, I ask you something.

- Do you know Bebo long? - Three months ago, why?

Are not you afraid to go out with him? In Volterra,

girls do not dare. - Did not matter to me.

- Why tell me this? - For your sake, child.

The hands off!

Hey, I have misinterpreted, I'm married,

and I would not bother the girl of Bebo.

Poor fool.

Castellucci, E.

In winter, when it started working again,

began to write regularly, once a week.

He spoke of his work, informing me of everything.

He behaved as if I wished,

but always forgot to tell me.

Come on!

Is Bebo.

- Hello. - Why do not you go home?

- I wanted to speak before you. - Well, tell me.

He particularly wanted to tell you I'm going to live in San Donato.

- Where? - A San Donato, near Florence.

Do not you be expecting a girl?

But what do you say? They do not know any girl.

Some colleagues have found a truck and we will create a transport cooperative.

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Carlino promised to take up Colle