:34:01
You no longer have the right
to speak toyour sisters, understand ?
:34:05
Lockme up !
I'llshowyou!
:34:09
You're not to leave this room
until further notice !
:34:13
- Son, at least have some soup.
It will doyou good.
-[Renato Reciting Poetry]
:34:18
Pietro, he hasn't eaten
for three days.
:34:21
In the Soviet Union,
they never eat.
:34:25
Still--
What is this shit ?
:34:27
The Fascists gave it to us.
At least it looks like coffee.
:34:32
Sure, and I look
like Vittorio De Sica.
:34:34
Everything they give us
is terrible !
:34:36
Look at these pockets.
They're always ripping open !
:34:40
This cheap thread
doesn't hold the stitches !
:34:42
The thread
isn't the problem !
:34:44
While our son recites poetry,
his hands go to work in his pockets !
:34:48
What does that mean ?
:34:51
Doyou get it now ?
:34:54
Just as well ! Don't fix them.
Sew the pockets closed !
:34:57
But he'll have no pockets.
:34:59
He'll work it out.
It will be good for his health !
:35:02
-[PoetryReciting Continues]
- Lights out !
:35:05
- [ Farting ]
- Lights out !
:35:07
[Renato]
''...that the wearyspiritmay
ne'erreposeinmore restfulharbor--''
:35:11
- Has he gone crazy ?
- I think he's gone blind.
:35:21
''While upon women's work
you sat intent,
:35:24
''content with the vague future
you held in mind...
:35:29
was the scented May, and thus
you used to spend your days.''
:35:32
This child needs air.
:35:35
- Air ?
- Air.
:35:39
[ Horn Honking ]
:35:47
[ Boy Reciting ]
:35:49
[ Shouting ]
Good morning, Professor.
:35:52
This letter is foryou.
:35:54
[ Shouting ]
It says ''urgent.''