La Cecilia Page #3

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and in July, it's winter...

April is autumn,

July is winter...

...so what about December?

Is it summer then?

Bravo ! You get it, you understand !

want to rest a bit?

I'm telling you for the last time:

By the end of the week,

we ought to be done!

You're exaggerating! the earth

doesn't stop spinning, ever!

shut up. he's right!

what do you know about it?

you're no farmer.

no, but what a farmer

knows from experience,

we can learn by studying.

agriculture is a science too!

everyone can have their own method:

all I know,

is that the earth doesn't give

anything without you sweating over it.

let's get going!

we've been around for more than

a century and still...

we haven't managed to get a roof

over our heads!

our calloused hands still burn

out in the heat of the sun!

look at that!

you'll only last a year that way!

get off!

you've got nothing in your belly?

the farm!

leave him the hell alone !

it's obvious he's dead !

we're all dead!

and I have to do everything around here!

he's not used to it! we don't have

the soil in our blood like you do.

No, Alfredo, don't say that!

comrade farmer,

here, each is master of his own acts,

the only master there is.

it's more than 100 years old.

yeah, we just cut it.

we can make four stools

out of it.

So, we'll make a mark here,

saw it, fit it, and it should hold.

it'll never hold!

what do you mean?

explain yourself!

none of us are professionals,

we can't explain !

I'll show you.

First, we have to build a frame

and support it on wood

and in the middle,

we put transverse trusses.

why didn't you say so sooner

instead of playing farmer..?

''If Rossi wants to do his

little experiment

let him not draw away

revolutionaries!

Let him go off to Brazil,

while the social problem demands

an urgent, global solution,

and go have his little

dilettante's experiment...

Dilettante ? no way!

...which was so dear to

the precursors of socialism.

the revolutionaries

will remain at their post !

at the very moment when the

sicilian workers are getting together,

when the railwaymen are organizing,

Rossi's group has chosen to

desert the front!''

Are we really deserters, then?

They haven't understood a thing!

Traitors?

- Cowards?

- Cowards!?

Who was it that resisted the

king's soldiers with pitchforks?

Cowards ? yeah, and all our fights

during the strikes, against militarism

and colonialism?

and you, Giovanni ?

your time in prison ?

we ought to go back home, huh?

as you wish...

but me and Olimpia are staying !

hey, no one decides for me!

but yes, I'm staying.

what they've written here is false...

they haven't understood

what we're aiming at here,

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