La Cecilia

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The emperor is waiting for you.

- Your Majesty..

- Mr Rossi.

Carlos had me read your book.

A socialist communion...

A socialist commune.

A Commune...

I'm interested in your ideas.

Does that surprise you?

Do you think an emperor could

never be interested in socialism?

Well, regardless, I too am a

believer in progress.

I know you've tried to

start up

a communitarian

or communist venture.

Before that day comes,

it will be necessary

-if you'll excuse me for saying-

to destroy all this!

What may not be possible in Italy,

can be done in Brazil.

My country is young,

scarcely populated;

it needs cultured men,

with modern ideas;

pioneers,

lay readers of science.

If you want to realize your ideas,

think about my offer.

I'll give you a piece of land

and it will be up to you to make

good use of it,

and carry out your experiment there

in peace.

I've thought it through...

and I accept.

I would have preferred, little girl,

something besides your love;

My lover is an idea, which I am

dedicated to, heart and hand.

My heart abhors and defies

the powerful of the earth,

and my hands make war against

the cowards and oppressors.

Because we love equality,

they call us criminals;

But we are workers

who do not want any bosses.

Rebels, we brandish

our blood red flags,

and we smash down all the walls

between us and true freedom.

If you wish, my dear child,

we will fight them here below,

and the day that we conquer, I will

give you my heart and hand.

Enzo ! Piero ! Over here !

The road's clear!

It's here! We made it!

Come over this way!

How beautiful it is!

I have to leave you now...

Thank you for all you've done.

See you soon, I hope.

I'll be the one bringing

you the mail.

How do we need to go to get

to Palmeira ?

Go straight ahead through the forest,

until you come to the river and

a big tree, and take a right...

No, please, could you give us

a drawing, a map?

Here's where we are.

This here is the forest,

there's the river,

and there's Palmeira.

Lord, thank you for this land.

I give you my thanks too,

non-existent "Lord,"

for this land!

Hey, Alfredo, if I were you

I'd plant them closer together.

Lorenzini, I'll take care of

building the wall!

OK!

and I'll pound them in deeper.

Nine! It's hard!

Hardest I've ever seen!

Twelve!

Thirteen!

Man, we've hardly scratched it!

Let's leave off there,

13 is a good number!

- And why cut it anyway?

- It gives good shade!

Next year!

You remember when you

used to come by the workshop.

how that old man would groan at

our not knowing about the fiber of trees!

Oh yeah! Poor old man!

The modern State

is merely the realization

of the old ideas of domination.

Could you elaborate?

Sure I could

but I don't want to!

Good answer!

Moving on:

The state is the ultimate

form of religious slavery.

How are you going to manage here?

No newspapers?

No meetings?

Well, you're here!

Anyway, the bureaucratic,

centralizing, police State

Won't even let you eat a

breadcrumb in peace!

you don't want to learn a thing!

When anarchy comes

the whole world will be transformed

and the state will become

a bad memory of the despicable past !

the rotten prisons will be shut down

priests and soldiers will disappear

And all that will be left in the world

will be the ideal that drives us!

and then, from our hearts,

dedicated to that great future,

will be banned forever more

our suffering and pain...

who wants a drink?

- no, him first.

- but why?

when Olimpia comes

the whole world will be transformed

and our boredom will become

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