Il sole anche di notte (The Sun Also Shines at Night) Page #5

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You see, you can always tell|when gentlemen have studied.

They can make even pigeon droppings|smell good.

Let all your days be good ones.

May the sun shine on you, even at night.

- Don't forget that thing we spoke of.|- What thing?

The wish we told you about.

Where are you going? It's this way.

- What are you doing?|- That's not the road.

- You're wrong.|- No, you're wrong.

I know this country|like the back of my hand.

- Stop! Stop!|- Pull the step down, I want to get out.

Can't you see that road goes up|into the mountains?

I told you, at that last crossroads|we should have turned right.

I don't recognize this place at all.|What should we do?

I'm afraid we're lost.

Oh, my, we've really ended up|in the middle of nowhere.

I knew we'd taken the wrong road.

Idiots!

Listen, my man,|we have to get back to Naples...

but it's rather late.|I want to be there before dark.

Is that the quickest way back?

Lord have mercy, squire,|you won't get to Naples that way.

- Where does it lead?|- To Father Sergio.

- The hermit?|- The handsome baron?

We've found a solution.

It'll be dark in an hour or so...

but a few miles down the road|there's the Malvezzi Palace.

Is there?|We'll give them a surprise, and then...

we'll spend the night.

- All right then.|- Everyone back in their carriages.

I have no wish to go to the Malvezzi's.

If I have to see anyone,|I'd rather it was that lonely soul.

Lonely soul? You mean the hermit?

- With what in mind?|- Nothing.

I'd just like to.

I didn't know you were religious!

What does that matter? It doesn't.

Of course, because you're thinking|of something else.

That's possible.

You're looking for a new experience.

Pull up here!

Why have you stopped here?

This is the right road, isn't it?

You go on to the Malvezzi's.|We're not coming.

- Where are you going, then?|- We'll tell you all about it tomorrow.

We will tell you everything.

You go on.

I must admit I've been bored|to death all day long.

You all went fishing, but I didn't.

Then you went swimming, but I didn't.

No, it's been a really boring day,|really boring!

I don't know.

It's not just today,|the trouble is you're never satisfied.

Why are you always so discontented?

You shouldn't torment yourself.

You have everything,|and above all, you're beautiful.

- Oh, I know that!|- You're like one of those pears...

that fall from the tree and then can never|make up their minds where to settle.

All the pears I've seen ended up|on the ground.

- Or in somebody's bed!|- That can happen, too.

It might even happen tonight.

But not with that man!

You never know.

Forgive me for yawning, Egidio.

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