Show 'Em the Road

Year:
1954
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Gelsomina!

Mother says

to come home right away.

There's a man here.

He came on a big motorcycle.

He says Rosa is dead.

Gelsomina, you remember Zampan

who took Rosa away with him?

My poor daughter.

I'll never even see

where they buried her.

She's dead, poor thing.

She was so beautiful, so good.

She could do everything.

Zampan,

see how much my daughter

Gelsomina looks like her?

We're so poor.

I told you, she's not like Rosa.

But she's a good girl, poor thing.

She'll do what she's told.

She just came out a little strange.

But if she eats every day,

maybe she'll get better.

You want to go with Zampan

and take Rosa's place?

He'll teach you a trade.

You'll earn some money.

And one less mouth to feed

around here wouldn't be bad.

Zampan's a good man.

He'll treat you well.

You'll travel the world.

You'll sing and dance.

And look what he gave me:

I have it here.

We can fix the roof,

and these poor things can eat.

Why did your father

ever leave us?

You're all grown up,

but you've never worked.

It's not your fault

you're not like the other girls.

Won't you help your mother?

He'll teach you.

Isn't that right, Zampan?

Of course.

I can even teach dogs.

Hey, kids...

go get two pounds of salami,

a pound of cheese,

and two bottles of wine.

That's just the way I am.

Thank you. Go on, kids.

Where are you going?

Come back here.

Why do you act like that?

I'm gonna work and learn a trade

and send money home.

I'm gonna be an artist too.

I'll dance and sing like Rosa.

When will you come back?

When will I come back?

Don't go, my daughter!

I said we'd be back soon.

Time to go!

Your shawl!

Your shawl!

Jump in.

My daughter!

My poor daughter!

This chain is a quarter-inch thick,

made of solid iron

and stronger than steel.

By simply expanding my pectorals,

or chest muscles,

I'll bust the hook in two.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

To do this, I must fill my lungs

with air like a tire.

A vein might burst

and make me spit blood.

Once, in Milan,

a 260-pound man

lost his eyesight doing this.

The optic nerve

has to do all the work,

and when you've lost your eyesight,

it's all over.

Any sensitive members of the audience

may want to look away.

There may be blood.

Thank you.

You've never made soup before,

have you?

It's pig's swill.

There's enough clothes here

for 10 people.

Shoes, dresses and everything.

Come here. There should be

something here to fit you.

I want you to look elegant.

I don't want to see you in rags.

My women have always

looked smart.

Here.

Try saying, "Here he is: Zampan."

Here he is:
Zampan.

Here he is:
Zampan.

Come here.

This is a trumpet.

Do only what I tell you to.

This is a drum.

Here he is:
Zampan!

Here he is:
Zampan!

Zampan is here.

Try again.

Come here.

Stand right there.

Go on.

Zampan is here.

Say it like this:

Here he is:
Zampan!

Go on.

Quiet flame, bright flame,

quiet flame, night cries.

What are you doing?

It's gonna rain day after tomorrow.

How do you know?

It's gonna rain.

Come here.

Get in.

I'll sleep out here.

Oh, yeah?

Listen...

what's your name?

Di Costanzo, Gelsomina.

Come on, Gelsomina.

Get in.

Tomorrow...

Get in!

Thank you.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

for the first time in this city,

we present a farce

bound to make you laugh!

Anybody with a weak heart

better not watch.

You might die laughing.

And since we work

to fill our stomachs,

my wife will pass

the hat around afterwards.

Come on. Quick.

Good morning, Miss Gelsomina.

Excuse me for asking,

but are you afraid of my "trifle"?

I said, excuse me for asking,

but are you afraid of my "trifle"?

No need to be scared.

Let's go "shunting" with my "trifle."

It's not "trifle."

It's rifle, dummy!

Where would these ducks be?

Well, if there aren't any ducks,

you be the duck

and I'll be the "shunter."

That's a jackass, not a duck!

Thank you.

And now my wife will pass the hat.

Thank you to those

who can give something,

and to those who can't,

thanks anyway.

Evening, everyone.

Hey, close the door.

Hi, Zampan.

Hey, Gypsy, how's it going?

Zampan, how are you?

This is my wife.

You mean another one

of your girlfriends.

Pleasure to meet you.

Have a seat.

No, we'll sit over here.

Waiter.

- I'll get him.

- No, you sit still.

Waiter!

Coming. I heard you.

We want to eat.

We've got lamb and veal.

What do you want?

- That one.

- Which? Lamb or veal?

Both.

Fine. Both.

I'll have the lamb with spaghetti.

And a liter of red wine.

- Okay.

Where are you from?

My hometown.

You don't talk like us.

Where were you born?

My father's house.

Waiter!

Get us more wine.

Wool? This ain't no wool!

I could stick my toes through it.

Hey, Red!

Come here.

- You talking to me?

- Yeah. Come here.

Good evening.

- What are you up to?

- Nothing.

Then sit down.

- Want something to drink?

- Yes, thank you.

- Where's that wine?

- I don't like this place at all.

Have a cigarette.

I think I've seen you before.

It's possible. I get around.

- Here's the wine.

- Have you already eaten?

Yes.

Where have I seen you?

What line of work are you in?

- I'm a traveling artist.

This is my sidekick.

I taught her everything.

When I took her on,

she couldn't even quack.

Feel that.

What a macho man!

Look here.

I earned all this

in one hour, with these.

May I?

She's a sly one.

Let's get out of here.

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