1900

25th of April 1945

Liberation Day

The war is over.

Why?

Hurry, comrades, in the name of Stalin!

The Black Shirt bandits are here!

-Quick! Let's wipe them out!

-Come on, it's the partisans.

-Yeah, let's go finish them.

-lsn't that black smoke? Come back!

Every last one of them.

Grab these. Go, go on.

l want a gun, too.

-What are you doing? Let go.

-l want a gun, too.

Come on. l was good enough

to cut the telephone lines,

so l'm good enough to carry a gun.

Come on, Wildcat. Come on.

Give me one. You promised.

Wildcat!

Leonito, what are you waiting for?

Take this. The magazine, too.

Here.

-Where are you going?

-l want to kill, too.

...the commander of the

Matteotti Partisan Brigade

for the liberation of ltaly.

Within the last few minutes,

we have seized a radio station in Milan.

The city has been liberated!

And, at last, a free Milan

salutes its fellow countrymen.

l repeat, this is the commander

of the Matteotti Partisan Brigade

for the liberation of ltaly.

ln the excitement and joy

of this memorable moment,

our thoughts must go

to those who gave their lives

to bring an end

to the enslavement of ltaly

at the hands of the

Nazi Fascist barbarian regime.

But our thoughts, above all,

go to our brother partisans

-who fought so bravely...

-Leonito, what are you doing in here?

-...and sacrificed even their lives.

-l didn't even see you.

Leonito, what is all this nonsense?

Give me that gun.

Let go!

Long live, Stalin.

Have you gone out of your mind?

...commander of the Matteotti

Partisan Brigade for ltalian liberation.

Fascism has left us

an inheritance of misery,

-humiliation, and death.

-Long live Stalin.

Attila and Regina.

Attila and Regina!

Shoot, Attila! Shoot!

Kill her!

-Bitch!

-Dirty Cossack!

-Kill her!

-l'll murder you.

Regina!

Regina!

Attila!

l'm coming!

l'm coming!

Come on. Come on.

Oh, the swallows are back.

Wait, wait.

My grandfather died here.

Stand up!

Sit down.

Sit!

Did you know that in America

every cow has its own drinking trough?

American cows are lucky.

They're well off.

Hey,

wouldn't you like

to go to America, Leonito?

Call me Olmo.

l thought your name was Leonito.

Olmo's my partisan name.

Do you know who Olmo was?

l know he was the bravest.

The bravest.

Well, my little partisan friend,

what do you think of your master?

There are no more masters!

Many years before...

Verdi is dead!

Verdi is dead!

Giuseppe Verdi is dead!

Push! Push! Push! Push!

Push! Push! Push!

lt's born! lt's born!

Look what a nice baby l made.

Keep going.

Come on. lt's coming.

Rosalba, the door.

Close the door, Rosalba.

Be quiet, children. Hush up.

lt's a boy!

lt's a boy!

lt's another mouth to feed.

Rosina had a boy!

Another little ass to clean.

lt's a boy!

Don't touch him, Rigoletto,

he'll get a hump on his back.

She had a boy!

lt's a boy!

A boy!

We have another boy!

Damned woman.

lt's a boy!

You hear that, you good for nothing?

The bastard's born

before the master's son!

l'm going to get a stick

and come up there.

Eleonora, push. lt's coming.

l can feel it coming. Push!

Go on, harder! Push!

Go!

Bitch.

Papa!

Papa!

Alfredo is born!

Alfredo!

The same name as mine.

And if it's a girl?

lt's not a girl, is it?

Papa, l think l can tell a boy from a girl.

He's got all the right things.

He's got his father's expression already.

And his grandfather's money already.

What a pretty little boy.

Giovanni, Giovanni.

-Giovanni!

-What is it?

-How is the mother?

-Just fine.

-Give her a kiss for me.

-''May the fruit of this union,

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