:06:01
Grab hold of the rudder!
:06:12
Turn away! Turn away, Rosetta,
for pity's sake! Don't look!
:06:16
It's nothing.
It's just a wound.
:06:18
Squarcio, my hand! Hurry!
:06:22
- Grit your teeth.
You see? I told you.
:06:25
I'm no good
for anything anymore.
:06:27
Calm down, Santamaria.
:06:29
My son will Have me
at home now, right?
:06:32
Certainly, certainly he will.
:06:45
Easy now...
pull up alongside.
:06:56
Take the boat in tow.
Get him on board.
:06:59
Quick! Quick!
:07:02
You made everything vanish, eh?
:07:05
I didn't touch a thing.
:07:10
Let's hear what happened
striking a match.
:07:14
I wasn't here.
:07:16
- Ready, Commander.
- Directly into harbor.
:07:22
Come now, don't cry.
Santamaria was old.
:07:24
His hands trembled.
That'll never happen to me.
:07:26
Squarcio, it's enough. I beg you,
I beg you... I swear.
:07:30
Away, Rosetta, stop!
I tell you it's nothing serious.
:07:33
He'll make a good recovery,
you'll see.
:07:35
It's an old story.
Since he was a boy,
:07:38
he'd leave the house and...
:07:41
once a dynamite fisherman, always...
even if he is my father.
:07:46
But he's wounded now.
:07:47
He's out of danger.
:07:50
Didn't you hear
what they said at the hospital?
:07:52
He'll manage to avoid prison.
:07:54
The boat will be auctioned.
:07:57
- How's it going this year?
- Bad.