To Be Twenty (1978) - full transcript

Lia and Tina are two beautiful girls who meet and realize that they have a lot in common. They are both young, beautiful and pissed off, so they decide to hitchhike their way to Rome to find Nazariota's commune, a place to stay for free and have all the sex they want... or so they think. Things don't go as they have planned though, and soon they become involved in prostitution, the police and an aggressive gang.

TO BE TWENTY

I WAS 20. NO ONE CAN EVER TELL ME
IT WAS THE BEST TIME OF OUR LIVES

Let's hope he stops. I'm bushed.

- See?
- It's him!

- The sailor.
- No, it's Ali Baba.

Babas, yum!

The lives of men
follow unfathomable signs.

- I've seen you somewhere.
- Yeah, sure!

You're free spirits, right?

Of course!

I'm deeply pleased
to make your acquaintance.



It's about time our paths crossed.

Allow me to introduce myself,
I'm Resplendent Ray,

but my disciples call me Nazariota.

- Huh?
- Nazariota.

I communicate trust
in the value of the spirit

instead people trust TV,
supermarkets.

Mine is a difficult mission.

I have a commune in Rome,
an oasis of spiritual peace.

The right place
for free people like you.

It's one big family.

Let's begin the initiation ceremony.

Come one and all,
have yourselves a good blow

with these two generous novices,

emblems of love, freedom
and disinterest.



If we can screw consumerism,

what's better than a nice blow?
Get in!

In my commune, I can offer
a bed and three meals a day.

Great deal, with today's recession!

Ask for Nazariota,
Piazza Dante, they all know me.

You'd better get out now.

You can hitch another ride
at that restaurant.

- Thanks!
- You're welcome, bye.

There it is, food!

Not too inspiring.

Hungry?
Let's eat, then find a lift.

- I'm not hungry.
- I'm starving...

What a character that Nazariota.

Life in a commune
might be interesting.

I think I'd like it, you?

We were invited, so, we can go.

There's the restaurant!

- It looks cheap enough.
- I hope so!

Wow, a jukebox!

- Want a sandwich?
- Okay.

- What's in it?
- A sort of ham.

I don't like that kind!

What's in this?

Are you two hitchhiking?

- Are you heading South?
- No.

- But we can take you.
- You'd do that?

They're giving us a lift!

What luck!

Thanks.

Want to sit at our table?

No, thanks. I'd rather dance.

Let's all dance!

Wake up!

They make you horny!

- Are you women?
- As much as you're a man.

- They're just a couple of sluts.
- They did it on purpose!

I know what they want!

That's today's young people.

C'mon, let me feel your ass.

That's enough, leave us alone!

Stop, what the hell do you want?

Guys, one step at a time.

Shut up!

How much do we give them?

30 dollars.

Too much! We give all the fun.

Sir, what's the blonde worth.

I'll give you the money myself!

Here's 30, for the ten of you
to jack off.

Let's go, it stinks of shit here.

Where's the road?

I don't know, but I'm sure
we're almost there.

Almost? We've walked a mile!

- We going in circles.
- Don't worry!

I'm scared!

- How much farther's the road?
- Not far.

It's a classic place for werewolves.

Hear that?

Don't be afraid,
it's probably just some stray dogs.

I never took you for a chicken.

There it is,
we'll stop the next car.

It's those guys from the restaurant!

Run!

Run, Tina!

C'mon, c'mon!

Where are we going?

I don't know, but hurry.

Run!

C'mon!

This way!

- I can't take anymore!
- Run.

Tina, run!

Stop!

I want to do something first.

What do you want from us?

Leave me alone!

Be good girls.

Stop it! You too.

Be good, you sluts.

You'll love it, just wait.

What an ass you've got!

Okay, the walk's over.

So, you like music!

Leave her alone, you bastard!

- Is this all you want?
- Don't touch her!

Strip, show us your stuff!

The cops are coming,
leave those bitches!

Let's beat it!

- What a shitty road!
- Stay with it.

I'd love to get one
of those impotent bastards alone.

- We were lucky.
- If they get us again?

- We're far away.
- I'd like to shoot them!

I just want to get out of here.

The same old story, you dance you're
a whore, you laugh you're a whore,

you hitchhike
you're crazy and a whore,

I should never have any fun,
well, I will!

He Stopped!

- Want a ride?
- Going to Rome?

If you put out.

Asshole, who wants to go with you.

Who do you think you are?

A woman, finally!

You should be ashamed.

You look like whores
soliciting on the road.

We're not whores.

Right, whores have more decorum.

- We have no bus money.
- What an excuse!

Or a 50,000 dollar car either.

Strange no one's picked you up.

Get off the road!

First we're whores,
but whores have more decorum,

then, it's strange
no one's picked us up.

You want to?

I get it.

No, you don't. Keep your money.

Bye, auntie!

I know their kind,

they divvy up men and women
for their own fucking interest.

I wouldn't say fucking!

There's a truck!

You'll take us to Rome, right?

- Hi, where's Piazza Dante?
- First left.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Hello.

- Is this Piazza Dante?
- Yes.

- Where's number 21?
- People don't have addresses here!

- What are you looking for?
- A commune.

- A what?
- Lots of people live there.

A chubby guy from Naples
who wears long dresses runs it.

I know! That place full of
queers, whores and druggies?

It's right over there.

- Are you actually going there?
- Yes. Goodbye.

We're crazy about these things!

Come on, don't be swayed.

- Is this Nazariota's commune?
- Yes, it's here.

- Finally!
- Why, are you going there too?

- Sure!
- Then I'm leaving.

I hope you do.

And I hope you leave too.

Come stay with Nazariota

Careful, idiots are watching you

Tina, I'm never leaving here.

"My name's Rico and
I live in Piazza Dante, 21".

It's pointless, he's tripping.

If you keep kissing him,
you'll get high too!

Let's go.

What spider webs!

Hi, guys.

Who gives a shit? Politics is over.

Stinks like a corpse.

- Where's Nazariota?
- Over there.

Says he'll wait till tomorrow,
then he'll bust your ass.

He can bust my ass
but I have no money.

What kind of reasoning is that?

Peace and evil.
You're looking for me?

How are you?

Fine, you look great too.

- A lecher from the start?
- Temperamental!

- Tell him, he doesn't remember us.
- Right.

You don't remember?
On the highway, two days ago.

Of course, I do!

- He's stoned.
- There are too many of you!

Since you're so nice,
we came to visit.

Thank you.

Here we are,
we'd like to stay a while.

Of course, why not?
But now there's a fee to pay.

A fee?
Communes can't charge fees!

- What is this, a boarding school?
- It's a family-run guest house.

Communes are a thing of the past.

We have to pay electricity,
water, gas, solid waste removal.

Solid waste removal?

The trash!
Didn't you see it by the door?

There are lots of us here.

- But we don't have any money.
- You'll pay in kind.

What can you do?

We're young, hot and pissed off.

You can cook and sweep.
Can you do that?

Okay, a stinker's coming...

- Where do we sleep?
- Wherever you want.

Okay, go on now.

- Let's go find a bed.
- All right.

This is the commune I mean!

Wow, all these males!
We'll definitely get laid here!

- Where should we sleep?
- On top of them, right?

They probably haven't bathed
since birth.

These guys are all stoned
and there's no room.

We've found the best solution.

When we want sex,
we wake these deadbeats

and then come here to get high!

There are kids here!

Look! How cute!

I'm Patrizia, how are you?

Fine!

They're triplets.
Marco, Luca and Tino.

Which is which?

They're easy to tell apart,
they're all different.

I gave birth to all three.

This is Marco.

This is Luca.

And the one you're holding is Tino.

- Tino's the smallest.
- How the hell did you manage?

How did they fit in you?

I just wanted
to experience motherhood.

Then I had three, what could I do?

Well, now you can count on us.

Thanks, but I wouldn't sleep in here
if I were you.

I'm inexperienced
and they cry all day.

- Were they born brats?
- No!

No, it's me.
I don't know what to do.

Let's go find a bed.

- I'll stop by later.
- Thanks.

Right... me too... No doubt...

This is where we'll sleep.

Look at this guy, he's a statue.

This is the best room yet.

And he looks harmless.

Well, he's better than triplets.

You're sleeping in his room?

- Weren't you leaving?
- Nothing any better.

Firm as a melon!

- It's the tight jeans.
- If you say so...

Nice stuff in there.

A little touchy, aren't we?
Well, calm down!

If you want, I'll calm you down.
Then I'll calm you down too.

You see me dressed like this,
but I'm a real stallion.

Don't judge a book by its cover,
just try me!

- You?
- Don't you trust me?

- Scram, creep.
- How about it?

How do you men say it?
You just turned me off!

You're lucky, after me
you won't want it from anyone else!

Beat it, creep!

- I'm going.
- Thank God.

Peace and evil!
So, you've settled in here?

Who am I?

How am I supposed to know
if you don't?

Look at this guy,
hasn't moved in three months.

Doesn't eat, drink or sleep.

He's practically invisible.

- He gave up everything.
- Gave up what?

The pleasures of life,
of the flesh and of sex!

Different from you two

who are inclined
towards these pleasures.

I could use your help.

- With what?
- Satisfying desires.

The whore thing again?

Well, it's my job
to manage this commune.

What if someone
feels the need to "communicate"?

Communicate what?

Your body, hers
or everyone's with yours!

- Sounds like an orgy!
- More or less!

Communication is
the basis of co-habitation.

And if someone wants
to "communicate", you must comply.

Try to understand!

All right, as long as they're clean.

Of course, we can
rinse off their balls in the basin.

Just stop complicating things,
I have loans to pay off...

Are you hungry?

- Lunch is on me.
- You've got money?

No! But it's on me anyway!

- We need a cart.
- Right.

There's a ton of stuff here!

There!

These too.

Where's the bread?

- Must be around here.
- There, just what I love.

Done.

- The old guy saw us.
- Hope we can finish the sandwich.

- Two girls are stealing.
- I'll handle it.

Here they come, we'd better go.

Put everything you can in the bag!
Don't leave them anything.

- It's enough for two days.
- I'll take this.

Hurry!

Stop!

Catch!

Stop!

Coffee's on me.

- Two coffees, please.
- Pay first.

Mind your own business.

I get off at 4:00.

The Coffee's on me,
but I want to see you later.

I don't think we can wait until 4:00.

Bye!

Mr. Fiorenza,
the ladies had two coffees.

He said if we waited for him,
he'd pay for the coffee.

He said he gets off at 4:00.

Who do you think you are, the boss?

Come in!

Zamboni, do you shave
with a blade or an electric razor?

Electric razor.

Then take
this talcum powder home with you.

You'll need it tomorrow morning.

I'm sending your ass back to
that backwards redneck town of yours.

You waste of life!
One fuck-up after another.

Zamboni...

I hope you're not collaborating
with that damn Shorty.

You give him fake drugs,
he plants it,

then you come out a hero.

Then you split
the special fund account.

Am I right?

I'm just kidding!

But I want you
to close that commune down.

Close it down, nobody big goes there.

Find something else.

Somewhere else, get to work!

Instead of interfering
with the police labor union.

Got it?

Get out of here!

I like screwing but I get to choose.

I said we'd do it, but we
don't have to. No one's forcing us.

Thing! Does Nazariota
profit from the commune?

From the drug dealers
or us whoring ourselves?

I'm not here with you.

Only my body is present.

I must be careful
not to contaminate it.

So sings the Celestial Father.

Listen to him... Just go to India.

He wants to be pure in spirit.
What's wrong with that?

I bet he splits it
fifty-fifty with Nazariota.

There's serious money
in this commune.

So why are you always
alone and isolated?

I suffer here, all alone.

My soul is ridden
with anxiety and torment.

This will hasten my arrival
to the Celestial Father.

He will know when I'm ready.

I need to pee
or I'll do it in my pants.

With all this talk...

Bye! What a drag!

I wonder if he's got an upper half!

I could have sworn you'd be here,
even with the door open!

- Are you sexophobic?
- What?

- Do you know who Wilhelm Reich is?
- The singer?

The writer, have you read
"The Sexual Revolution"?

No, I did the revolution!

With who? Get educated!

They stink even more now.

Someone's awake!

Does anyone want to stay with me?

Does anyone here fuck?

Why don't you just get high, sister?

It eliminates thoughts of copulation.

Right! And you're a dickhead.

With due respect for dicks...
And no offence to druggies.

What a shit I am!

Men!

Oh, God!

What's that?

I stole milk from those two Swedish
girls to feed the babies.

Thanks.

- Have you seen my friend?
- No.

Every time I need you
I can't find you.

Two guys are in there waiting.

- I don't feel like it.
- She doesn't?

Drink without thirst,
eat without hunger,

sex without wanting...
that separates humans from animals.

- What a drag!
- Don't let it get to you.

What kind of commune is this?

Rent, a bunch of impotent guys
and you can't screw when you want.

- Nazariota has two guys for us.
- I can just imagine!

Well, let's get some money out of it.

Your friend's looking for you.

- Are you stupid or just act it?
- I act it.

- You're good at it.
- Not everyone can.

I can't find my milk, who took it?

Did you take my milk?

I didn't even take milk
from my mother's tits!

Stop staring at me.

- Nazariota sent us.
- How's it going?

- Who's that?
- Nazariota's dumb brother.

He's living here instead of
in a psychiatry ward.

It's cheaper!

What does your Celestial Father say?

Look at them!

- Let's go out.
- How about it?

No, thanks.

We'll go out, come back
and we're ready to go again.

For what? A race?

- Do you get whores often?
- Yes.

Only a whore would teach them
that relationships are nonsense.

- We're going out.
- Bye.

Lucky you don't understand
a damned thing.

I get them all?

I haven't had sex in a month,
no one in this place is willing.

I could feel sick all day for that!

Maybe you think I'm a bitch,
but it's important to me.

I need satisfaction, these
unfinished quickies aren't enough.

They upset my whole life
and I feel terrible afterwards!

Hold on, I'm coming!

Get Professor Affetati,
tell him it's about the encyclopedia.

What are you staring at?

- I'll get the professor.
- You do that.

Good day, Professor!

I always thought that to sell
an encyclopedia to me...

they'd at least send
another professor.

Anyway, have a seat.

You're dismissed.

I know these!
I've already read them.

I was hoping to discuss the work...

Nonetheless, I must admit...

I'm pleased to see a young girl
interested in culture.

Yes, my father is very proud of me.

Especially in these times
when your peers...

are all a bunch of misfits!

I know, that's what my teacher
always says.

Good for you!
I see you're on the right track!

Well, it's a good edition.
I'll take it.

Even though I'm against
their choice of philologist editors!

I've dedicated my life to that field.

- As well as publishing.
- You're a writer?

I prefer the term: "opinion-maker".

Cultured men fascinate me!

Culture in itself is fascinating.

You are fascinating!

And cultured and self-confident.

Do you like my trousers?
Mother says they're a perfect fit.

Well... they fit perfectly.

But I'm a man who considers
women in trousers...

slightly unnatural.

Really?

I find them... modestly...

Without offending you, naturally.

- Really?
- I'm sure you find them practical.

Participating in culture...
and the spreading of ideas...

Please go on!

I get goose bumps
every time you say "culture".

Culture?

My dear, culture... Culture!

You know you remind me of Ottilie...

Wolfgang's character...
Goethe, that is.

I believe all great geniuses

brought female characters to life...

who manage to elevate
their existence and sensuality...

by means of culture.

I believe intense romantic content
can make up for...

Make up for what?

It doesn't...

Will you sign the check please?

Straight away!

The check...

Well, actually... culture...

You see, my dear... culture...

Culture is...

- Say "culture"!
- Culture...

Again!

Culture.

If you should so desire...

- Say it.
- Culture.

- I would be happy...
- I am happy.

Happiness wants company.

- Say "culture"!
- Culture!

- Stay there!
- Culture.

Stay there!

- Hi, we're millionaires!
- Went well?

A cappuccino.

- I sold two and there's still time.
- I don't want to.

- Why? Are you tired of it?
- No.

- Are things okay?
- Yes.

Did anyone give you trouble?

We'll do the next one together.

Hello. Please come in.

Go on!

- Who are you?
- A retired...

I should introduce myself.

I'd first like to see
what you've brought.

It's nothing!

- We're here about the encyclopedias.
- I've been expecting you.

Are you a book collector?

No, I horde them, I devour them.

It's the only thing
I do in retirement.

The one and only thing?

I was married.

Is this her?

Rather austere.

What a harpy! Throw it out.

That woman sucked the joy
and will to live from my life.

And she tried so hard
that in the end...

she gave her life doing it.

You see, ladies...

I would be very upset
if you were prostitutes

disguised as booksellers.

We can discuss that later.

You're too sad a sight right now.

Yes, I am quite stressed.

Can you feel my heart pounding?

Yet I'm healthy
and my heart is strong.

I've never had
two young girls hold me like this.

Just that stinky old whale of a wife
for 30 years...

And a few whores.

I always give without receiving.

I can tell you're not prostitutes.

You're spontaneous!

And you look happy!

You're sure you want nothing from me?

And you're doing this
to make me happy?

Because I'm already happy.

I'm not asking you for much.

You can make your film
wherever you want.

I'm only asking for 100 bucks.

I'll give you fuck all!

It's no film, it's an analytical look
at human relationships,

the individual's need
for absolute freedom, you idiot!

- There's "Peace and Evil".
- Relax.

If he offers us another deal,
I'll kick him in the balls!

At least give something
to these girls to make me look good.

Just get out of here.

At least admit I manage this place!

- Go!
- Damn you!

- What are we supposed to do?
- Not "do" but "be"!

Tell me about yourselves,
who you are and what you've done.

- The truth?
- And nothing more.

- I ask nothing else.
- Then let's do it.

Rolling, action!

Tell me what your names are.

- I'm Lia.
- My name is Tina.

Tina, tell me
what made you leave home.

Why did you break with your family?

They tried
to make me a good housekeeper.

Next to virginity, it's what
my parents care about most.

My father works for Customs.

What he likes most about my mother
is that she's a penny pincher.

She wasn't tight,
she just did it to make him happy.

I can just see her at the store,
haggling over a price.

She'd grown numb to saving face.

She had to be happy saving money!

So she could give it
to my son-of-a-bitch father!

Day by day he made a fortune
off my mother's dignity!

He turned her into him,
and I was living with two strangers!

I don't understand you.
You have your own life now.

You left in time from
being fucked up by your family.

Why are you so angry?
They haven't even come after you.

Luckily!

Ever since they found out
I like to fuck!

You know what?
At least something happened to you.

Sure, you lived a life
that wasn't for you.

But you dealt with it, you rebelled.

While my past is empty.

I lived in an orphanage
until I was 13.

No memories, nothing ever happened.

Thirteen empty years.

Nothing but civil and lenient nuns.

- And unloving!
- And then?

Then three more years as a janitor
at a Catholic boarding school.

Wake-up time at 6:00 am,
bedtime at 6:00 pm.

Nothing but apathy and politeness.

Not a single human relationship.

- Not a single word.
- What shit!

- Did you run away?
- No, of course not.

At 16, I was sent to work for
an old spinster in a small town.

You know how a woman who's not young
or old lives in a small town?

- I can imagine.
- No, you can't.

As soon as I turned 18, I left.
It's been 2 years now.

What experiences have you had?

One year isn't enough.

When did you start fucking?

Fucking?
Is that what you call it?

That old spinster
used to make me masturbate her.

I didn't understand it.

I thought it was normal.

She could see that
and took advantage of me.

What a raw deal! What about men?

I've been with a few, but men
or women, it's the same to me.

I don't care about sex,
I do it if it comes along.

You don't care? I definitely care!

I care about it more than anything!

- That's all.
- All right, thanks.

You there.

Go sit down with everyone else.

And listen up carefully.

As you already know,

all the ideologies and religions
man has invented over the centuries

have all failed.

But it finally reached
this unbearable level

when Christianity,

Marxism and psychoanalysis

created environmental and personal
conditions for schizophrenia...

Doesn't the Celestial Father
ever get bored?

What a nice surprise!

- What are you doing here?
- Got a joint?

No, sorry. I haven't got anything.

Excuse me!

You don't mind, do you?

I don't want to be bothered
for a while, not even by you.

I think you're discreet,

and you have all your contacts
with the hereafter!

Done!

Good day to you.

Here I am.

You never get to be alone here.

I realize the commune
is a common space but...

You want to have your space

with me inside and him outside.

Everyone else is looking for room

to run around in.

And you'd rather trip.

Free from the need
of sex and reproduction

that men are slaves to.

Go ahead.

One day, due to a genetic mutation
an abnormal woman was born.

A walking monster,
an emotionally deficient being.

I used to like having sex.

I always wanted girls like you.

Who liked sex too.

Unsuitable and lacking
the necessary aggression.

Slovenly as a lover,
in other words, a bragger.

A pip-squeak with dysfunctional
femininity who despises women.

That's man!

Man! Man!
Destroy the beast!

I haven't tripped in two days
and what have I found?

Let's start a movement of superwomen
who use criminal methods

to kill scores of men

and destroy this work
and hierarchy-based society.

And uses any reasonable men

as an anti-viral function.

The ones who are aware
of their subnormal nature.

All new ideas
create feelings of confusion.

We shall continue this debate

and provide other opinions here
on "Giving the World to Women".

This is
a non-profit investigative film.

We only tell the truth.

Feminism is too serious
to let feminists handle it.

You're a feminist,
what do you think of matriarchy?

If I were Ulrike Meinhof,

I wouldn't leave Andreas Baader
to listen to Solanas.

If there were only women,

I could support Jacqueline Kennedy

instead of Guevara, understand?

I'm out of here...

Jacqueline Kennedy... Che Guevara...

"Beader" Meinhof...
Who the fuck...

Who left him there?

He's everywhere, like the Holy Ghost!

- Everything okay?
- Just great.

And he's staying here with me.

And no more of your men.

Everyone has a right
to make their own decisions.

There is more than one way
to help out the commune.

Like selling encyclopedias
door-to-door, which you already do.

Sticking your nose in our business!

I know people
in the field of encyclopedias.

You'll give me 10%
for every contract.

Why don't we just whore ourselves
to reluctant buyers?

Of course not!

I'll send you only
to rich neighborhoods.

- How does that sound?
- All right, we accept.

I'll go and get the things you...

If you go out like that,
you'll definitely sell more...

Get lost!

- And now?
- We already know this work.

Think we can do it?

Why not, we're young,
hot and pissed off.

How should we organize?

Like this: I'll take the women
and you take the men.

Sounds right.

Then we'll have a vacation
and take him along.

How long have you had this job?

I started this morning.

Would you like a subscription?

There's something else I'd like...

How much do you make off your sales?

20% on each one.

One is for the encyclopedias.

And one is for you.

Buy something nice for yourself.

Hi!

Here I am!

Look what she's got!

Come see, it's a surprise!

Get up and come over here.

It's those books
you saw the advert for on TV.

I called for them to come.
Didn't you like the illustrations?

I promised I'd buy it for you.

How much is it?

- How much is it?
- Cash or financing?

Cash!

3,000 dollars plus tax.
Here...

Name and address
and check off "cash".

- Is a check okay?
- I'd even take a piece of paper.

Hear that?
Your dad's an important man!

Happy?
You can get some culture into you.

Thanks and goodbye!

Goodbye to you too!

Later, loser!

Yuck, the meat's full of maggots.

- Why do you keep coming here?
- It's close to home.

- I'm starving!
- The bread's down there.

See? The same girls as before.

We are young, hot and pissed off.

You... can't find happiness.

Your heart is corrupt.

You're injured, materialistic
and slaves of your desires.

Prisoners of your broken dreams.

But the human spirit
living in your bodies

can only be satisfied
by a radical union

with the Great Spirit Creator.

His is the Kingdom of Love.

God is Love!

The Lover of all lovers.

What a nice speech!

Take them away!
Arrest them!

- There are triplet babies!
- Arrest them too.

Get those babies!

My babies!
Don't touch my babies!

Move, make it fast!

Move it!

Don't touch my guitar!

Drugs!

Yes. I'll take it in,
get ready for questioning.

It's called fraud!

You know perfectly well
it was honest business gone bad.

- Honest?
- Yes!

It was an honest business gone bad
because... it was honest.

I guess honesty isn't your thing.

- That was a good one!
- Good, my ass!

This is your third warning!

Either keep that den clean
of druggies and subversives

or you're getting deported
back to your hometown.

People used to come
for a couple of months.

Now they come for 2 days,
there's no time to get to know them!

Times have changed!

Then we might as well close you down!

- Not that!
- Yes that!

You know who
that whore is with the triplets?

Who are the two new girls?
Maybe they brought the drugs.

- I definitely rule that out.
- You can't, you piece of shit!

You'd better hope so because

if your old tenants
brought those drugs in there,

I'll get you
for aiding and abetting!

Who are your new tenants, tell me!

The two girls, Rico, the single
mother and the son of God.

What God? What son?

That one in white, the pacifist.

Pacifists are always the worst ones!

All terrorists were once pacifists.

Bring in the ones he mentioned,
the other ones get out tomorrow.

- Can I go now?
- You can go behind bars!

And if I don't get
to the bottom of this,

you're going back
to your hometown for fuck's sake!

Your turn, get in there!

What is this, Halloween?
You can't go around like that!

There are laws!
What's your name, what do you do?

Argiumas...

is my name.

Argiumas?
What kind of name is that?

Are you Greek?

Argiumas what?
Do you have a police record?

Have you ever had
trouble with the law?

Don't ask my civilian name,
as you call it.

It no longer belongs to me,
I try to forget it.

Come on you clown, what's your name?

Argiumas... is my name.

Here!

What does "here" mean?

Tell me your name now
and give me your identification!

I'm looking for the Being
inside of each being.

Because we all
seek shelter in ourselves.

The sublime Friend we don't know!

I'm in search of the sublime Being!

What the hell's he saying?

Be quiet.

I might even find him here.

You won't find him here!

He resides
in the intimate part of each of us.

Very few can find Him.

Do not use God's name in vain!

He who sacrifices his dreams
for the Supreme Being,

the origin of all things,

reaches perfection through sacrifice.

Are you in the CIA?

My partner says your sect
is financed by the CIA.

Is it true?
What the hell are you after?

I'm after the Sublime Being.

The soul who finds the Sublime Being

will be free from birth

and death!

And shall drink
from the cup of immortality.

Get this CIA spy
out of here right now!

Don't go saying
those things in public!

Bring in the druggie.

C'mon, your turn.

Just calm down!

I'm here, you have to trust me!

I talked to the Marshall,
I explained it all.

- Well?
- Are you a druggie?

Can't you read?

Watch your tone of voice!

Ask me again.

Now you're being reasonable.
Are you a druggie?

It says right there.

I can already see
you're not all there.

- What's your profession?
- I am all there.

Answer me, what's your profession?

None.

- Then how do you get by, parasite!
- I'm a parasite!

- How do you buy your drugs?
- They're free.

- Drugs cost money!
- I know.

Your suppliers...

Where do they get drugs,
who are they?

Everyone knows them.

I know them, my suppliers know them,

and you know them too.

Yet you do nothing about it.

- Not you, but the establishment.
- Establishment?

Nonsense, the same old nonsense!

That was the fad a few years ago.

Catch up with the times,
you're ideologically behind!

And you're ahead of the times?

They're going to send us back
to our hometowns.

What will become of you and them?

I don't know.

Do you have a place to go?

What can I do to help you?

I don't know.

Have you ever seen Michele Palombo
with political propaganda?

- Who's Michele Palombo?
- Nazariota!

He's the commune boss, your boss.

I don't understand the word "boss".

Have you seen him
with suspicious people?

I don't distinguish between
suspicious and non-suspicious people.

You and all those commune people
are suspicious!

Got it?

I don't see what goes on around me.

You can't act like a Mafioso.

"I saw nothing, I was sleeping..."

You're the Mafioso.

You little prick!

Go talk to
your slut mother that way!

Drugs were found there
and that's illegal.

That means someone brought it there!

Sit down.

You got pissed off
because of my tone of voice.

And not because
I called you "Mafioso".

If you're curious if someone
in the commune is a terrorist,

ask your informer,
because I don't know.

- Cigarette?
- Is it laced?

Very funny.

Do you know
who the father of those triplets is?

I heard you have a degree
and a teaching certificate.

So you were politically active!

Don't you regret
what you left behind?

- Not a single regret?
- Yes, maybe one.

That I didn't assassinate oppressors.

Get him out of here!

And bring Shorty in.

Just trust me and relax.

He's good at faking seizures!

That's what you all should do,
so they get confused.

Okay, you can let go now.

You're wasting your time
with these losers.

They're not worth crap.

The drugs were in the mother's room!

It wasn't hers,
or the full-time residents'.

What do you mean?

Did they knock the wind out of you?
Can I help?

No, it's nothing. It will pass...

Maybe they're beating Shorty up too.

Don't waste your time with
that clown and that druggie Rico.

Maybe the two new girls
brought it in.

Tina and Lia?
They're a couple of airheads.

But I guess, now that you say that...

You'd better send them home,
they might turn into terrorists.

Okay, let's get this over with...

You two get up.

Put those babies down.

Get moving!

They're gone now, you can stop.

I'm not wasting time with you,
I'm deporting you from Rome.

Fill out the forms,
I'm going to see the chief.

- Can he get us free movie tickets?
- Button up, you slut.

Sign these deportation papers.

Report to the police chief
in your hometown tomorrow

before midnight.

You'll be leaving together.

I didn't file loitering charges.

Just unemployment
and homelessness charges.

But if you're not in your hometown
by midnight tomorrow,

you'll be arrested
for neglecting deportation orders.

Then you'll both be behind bars.

Now sign this.

Here.

You too.

You're dismissed.

I'll take care of it.

Hello, a pack of Marlboros
for a blow job.

- Did you say "Marlboro"?
- I said "blow job".

No, thank you.

- But I insist.
- Thanks, anyway.