Marina

SOUTHERN ITALY 1948

Want some Corinne?

Always make sure

Mum has enough charcoal.

But don't give her too much.

Be sparing with ii,

it has to last all winter.

Why?

What's happening?

You're head of the household now.

I'm leaving for a while.

But the war is over.

They're looking for people

to work down the coal mines.

In Belgium.

In Belgium?

The countries in the north

are very rich.

The work is hard but it pays well.

And the forge? Aren't you going

to work with Grandpa any more?

I want to have my own forge.

I'll be able to send money home to Mum

and when I come back I'll be rich.

I'll buy a lovely forge

that I'll pass on to you.

- When will you come back from Belgium?

- In three years.

Three years isn't long.

It'll go really quickly.

There's nothing nicer than

clean underpants.

Our men will have to

wash them themselves in Belgium.

Hey. Does Salvatore's pistol

fit in there?

Only when it isn't loaded.

Salvatore. Dance with me.

I can't wait for mine to leave too.

I hope he chooses a country

that's far away. Argentina, Brazil...

You can do what you like

while you wait.

50,000 Italians for 3 tonnes of coal.

Just like that, for free?

- Half price.

Where did this strange idea

come from, Toto?

Some Minister for Coal, a Belgian.

50,000 Italians...

Those poor Belgian women.

You are going to behave yourself, Toto,

aren't you? Promise me.

- You won't look at other women?

- I promise.

You're leaving me by myself

for three years.

Don't forget St Francis of Paula, Dad.

Don't worry about your wife

and children, brother.

I'll take care of them.

Eh, Ida?

As long as you don't take

too much care of her.

Wanda, sweetie.

What will I do without you?

Keep an eye on Mum.

And your uncle.

Will you bring me back a present, Dad?

An accordion. Like yours.

I'll send Mum some money.

For an accordion too.

But only if you do your best at school.

Do you need any more charcoal, Mum?

What are you doing, Rocco?

Your music lesson!

Damn!

- Late again, Granada.

- Sorry, sir.

- I was helping my mum to...

- Be quiet.

Music is all about discipline.

Wait till my dad gets back.

You'll regret that!

How much longer, Mum?

2 years...

...11 months...

...and 9 days.

My dad's working in

the richest country in the world.

In three years' time

he's going to buy me a forge.

Mine's a gangster.

- Damn, I need a pee.

- Me too.

All this... is the very best

from our rich soil.

- Villa Don Amado red wine.

- Long live Don Amado!

Vincent!

Mum! Mum!

What's the matter, Mum?

We're going to Belgium.

Your passports, please.

Come on, Wanda.

I'm sorry.

But your place is here with me.

Go in.

- Good morning, headmaster.

- Yeah, yeah.

A new pupil is joining us today, boys.

This is Rocco, from Italy.

He's all yours now.

Right, let's carry on.

The price of rice...

...continues to increase.

Hey! Italian!

- Hi, my name's Dino.

- Mine's Rocco.

- I'm from Calabash.

- Look.

Jacky comes here every Friday.

He's not right in the head.

- Is he retarded?

- No, he's Belgian.

His father is an engineer.

Hey, Jacky!

Haven't you got something for me?

- No, no, the other one.

- I'm keeping that one. it's for my mum.

Tell her it was sold out.

She can buy her bra next week.

OK?

OK, thank you. Here you are.

Where did you learn to

speak the language so well?

Actually... give me the comic too.

Come on.

Here, a comic strip.

To learn the language.

The language here isn't easy.

But you will need to learn it

in order to get by.

They are proud of it.

Can you put the last crate

in there for me?

Come on.

Go on, put it in the back.

Put it in there.

Hey, you, get lost! Go on!

Don't forget your schoolbag.

The grocer's daughter. You can forget

about her, she's not for people like us.

One more year and

I'm off out to work.

- Where?

- Down the mine, of course.

I'm going back to my country.

You're not!

Think about it.

Who worked down the mines

during the war?

The Russian prisoners.

And after the war? The Krauts.

And who is living in the huts now? Us.

All Italian miners' children

will have to work down the mines.

It's in my dad's contract.

- Come on.

- I want to earn my own money.

Have a Vespa, a radio,

a beautiful Italian girl...

...and to f***, a beautiful blonde Flemish

girl like those in that catalogue.

- This is where I live. Bye.

- Bye.

What's that?

- Where did you get it?

- Someone gave it to me.

Listen carefully, Rocco.

Don't take me for an idiot.

I don't want a thief in my house.

Do you hear me?

Let's eat.

Do I need to do any shopping

after school tomorrow, Mum?

No, we don't need anything.

- Not even a piece of Corinne?

- They don't have that here.

Is it true I also have to

become a miner, Dad?

Dad?

You will go down a mine

over my dead body.

Do you hear me? So no.

- But it's in your contract.

- You're going to be a blacksmith.

- I want to go home.

- Me too.

Your dad has to work here

two more years.

Then we're going home.

Aren't we, Dad?

Eat.

Rocco.

You don't have to go to school.

But only for today.

- How come?

- You have to do something for me.

Stay here and tell me

if Mum has any visitors.

I may go and buy some strawberries

from the farmer.

Rocco?

I make go...

- I make go...

- I make macaroni.

Ward!

- Here, here.

- Yeah.

- Get the ball.

- Italian, the ball.

Hey, Italian.

Ward.

Here. Yes, here. Here.

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