91 Days Special

Shoal of Time

Hey, Nero!

Did you oversleep again?

Yeah, I was so excited, I couldn't sleep!

You're coming, right, Fio?

Where?

Oh, uh...

Where are you going?

To church, of course!

Hey.

You're going, right? Take me!

Better not.

It'll be big trouble if we're caught.

I don't mind!

Come on, take me! I won't get in the way!

Please!

You sure about that?

It'll mean skipping mass.

God might smite you.

That's okay!

Dad might hit you.

It'll hurt.

I can handle it.

You're always hitting me, anyway.

Swear to God you won't regret it?

If you break your promise...

I swear! If Hell really does exist, of course.

Listen to you...

All right.

Yes!

So then Mr. Ford next door had his brother in from Europe...

Hey, are you listening?

Yeah.

You're plotting something, right?

Tell me!

You know the circus is in town, right?

It sounded really fun, so...

Hey!

Don't spill the beans!

Sorry, I couldn't help it.

Are you thinking of skipping mass?

Yeah. Come with us, Fio!

It'll be loads more fun than mass!

How can you be so selfish? You know Mom's sick.

This has nothing to do with Mom!

Swear you won't tell on us, okay?

I won't need to tell.

He'll find out anyway, and you'll get a thrashing.

Don't tell me you're going, too?

S-So what if I am?

Dad won't take us, no matter how much we ask...

Do what you want, then.

I'll count you as part of their gang of fools.

Never knew you had it in you, Frate!

Okay, let's go.

They say deep faith is all that really matters to God, anyway!

No change with Connie?

Yeah. We had a doctor look her over, but no progress.

You're going to smother the kids at this rate, you know.

What are you trying to say?

Take them out now and then.

Even if Connie's bedridden, the kids can still get out and about.

That's why we're coming to mass.

If you force them to do only what you want to do, it'll come back to bite you someday.

I didn't ask for your advice.

Leave it alone.

Testa's had his second child, hasn't he?

Yeah. Luce, I believe.

I'm getting fed up with his stubbornness, though.

Don't be like that.

You don't see many men that dedicated these days.

But only to the don. He sees the family's needs as secondary.

True.

When he threw out the last Galassia messenger, it really spooked me.

Testa may not like it, but it's time to reach an agreement with the Galassias.

For the family's sake.

Fio! Where are the boys?

I don't know!

Weren't they just behind us?

It's time. Let's go in.

Hey, why did we come back home?

We can't do this!

Dad said never to come in this room...

Hey, what are you doing?

Shut up! We can't see the circus without money.

You never mentioned that...

What did you expect?

You think they'd let us in for free?

Damn, it won't open.

We still have time to get back to mass...

Dad might not even know we were gone.

Come on, let's not do this!

Did you already forget what you said?

But if the drawer is locked, there's nothing we can do.

This won't be enough.

I'm not going to the circus after all.

What?!

You want to run away now?

You swore to God, remember?

But...

I didn't think it would involve stealing.

If you'd told me...

Great, more trouble...

Hello, dear.

Oh, boy...

Why aren't you at mass?

I-I was just on my way...

You can't fool me with your lies.

You snuck away, didn't you?

No, I didn't!

Hey! Wait!

I'll be telling your father about this!

Oh... I'd better get going.

Ma'am, I'm bringing your water and medicine now.

Oh. Shouldn't you be at mass?

I forgot something.

Here, turn around.

Thank you.

You're such a kind boy.

Vanno.

Don't scare me like that!

Let's go.

You got around the old lady?

More or less.

How'd it go?

How'd what go?

Don't tell me you couldn't get the money...

Don't worry.

We'll have enough to eat on on the way back, too.

Way to go!

So why'd Frate run away?

He caught a sudden case of yellow-belly.

Damn. No curing that, is there?

It's gonna be big trouble when we get back.

Don't dwell on it. Let's just enjoy the circus!

You never let anything get you down, do you?

Jealous, aren't you?

I mean it.

I can't wait, though.

Yeah!

All Our Yesterdays

Enough.

You're covering me, aren't you?

In that case, I'm going to drink myself silly.

Can I help you?

You're Ganzo, with the Moreno family, right?

Introduce yourself first.

Don't you have any manners?

Vincent Vanetti.

How can I help you?

I want work. Not cleaning or dishwashing.

Proper work.

Oh? And are you a "proper" man?

You look like the typical pauper immigrant to me.

Yeah. He stinks, too—

It's true, I came here from Italy on a filthy boat.

I'm not much to look at, either.