"SUBTITLES BY BARISHNIKOV@KICKASS" "When was your last check-up?" "Can't remember." "How come they didn't tell you how serious this was?" "You doctors are so boring, you all talk the same way." "Talk about life, doctor..." "not about exams I did or did not have." "Are you married?" "Yes." "Kids?" "Two girls." "Talk about them, will you?" "They enjoy reading or rather watch a movie?" "Say something cheerful!" "Ok, I'll tell you... but you gotta stay still." "I can't because this ray is burning me!" "I feel like screaming!" "Then do it, Mrs. Fallaci... just scream..." "I won't give you this satisfaction." "PELAGO-CHIANTI." "NOVEMBER 1943." "Two were brothers." "Mario, the oldest... and Oreste, the young one." "That is Settimio." "The last one is Nino, just a few years older than you." "I knew Nino." "You gotta tell your dad they didn't talk!" "The dog kept barking... sounded like he was crying." "What about you?" "Did you cry?" "Soldiers don't cry, dad." "Old Arnaldo asked me to tell you that they haven't say a word before being hanged." "Go home now, your mother is probably worried." "Run." "Oriana... wait." "I have a present for you." "[READS FROM "THE CALL OF THE WILD"] "Whereupon the old wolf sat down, pointed nose at the moon, and broke out the long wolf howl." "The others sat down and howled."" ""And now the call came to Buck in unmistakable accents." "He, too, sat down and howled."" ""This over, he came out of his angle and the pack crowded around him, sniffing in half-friendly, half-savage manner."" ""The leaders lifted the yelp of the pack and sprang away into the woods." "And Buck ran with them, side by side with the wild brother, yelping as he ran."" "Morning, Mrs. Fallaci..." "The University sent you?" "Yes..." "Do you know about archiving and cataloguing?" "Actually not, but..." "What did they send you for?" "I need someone to catalogue all my papers!" "I'll do whatever you need me to do." "I know little about archives, but I'm writing a graduate thesis about "war journalism"." "Alright then..." "I guess it's been a mistake." "Goodbye." "What's your name?" "Lisa." "I have to go back to New York shortly, we'll have to do the only thing we Italians are good at..." "Which is what made me leave in the first place... "make do"." "Never count on competent people, but always on some willing fool who comes cheap." "I actually volunteered for this, just for getting to know you..." "That's exactly what I was talking about." "I studied journalism because of your books..." "You've read wrong..." "I never studied journalism, I just did it." "I was 17 when the war ended." "I'd ride my bike all around Florence, even at night..." "Working for "The Morning"... writing about prostitution, murders, suicides, burglary..." "I even had to put up with police officers mockeries, but I went forward and never gave up." "For what?" "20 lines tops." "What's wrong now?" "That idiot chief-editor rejected my article!" "It was a great story!" "The bishop of Fiesole denied the funeral for a communist..." "Then his comrades set up this ceremony with red flags along with the cross, you should have seen it, dad!" "That idiot said I put it down like a novel, but that's the right way to tell this story!" "If so, just give it to someone else." "Who else is there?" "Who else..." "Send it to "The European"." "The European?" "Their chief-editor, Arrigo Benedetti, is the greatest Italian journalist... he's never gonna consider me." "You really think is a good article?" "Yes, but he won't read it... it's also hand-written." "Of course... you can't send a hand-written piece..." "Here..." "A client pawned this long ago and never came back for it." "It's beautiful!" "See if it works." ""Waiter Nello Casini died on April 10 with no sacraments, he was a committed communist."" ""Funeral was the next night at 8."" ""A religious ceremony was chosen because poor Casini had not indicated otherwise."" ""The vicar of Fiesole did not object, as long as family and friends wouldn't turn up with red flags at the funeral."" "I'd like to ask you so many things about that time." "In fact, I'd really love to interview you." "Forget it." "Let's get going, we got little time." "Ok." "Take those two folders." "We gotta divide all this stuff by subject and year." "Anyway..." "I wasn't thinking of a real interview... just for my thesis..." "I no longer release interviews." "Let's start with the Karachi dossier." "Yes." "I hate journalists now, with their cheap questions and stupid tricks." "You're right, but... you have no reason to be afraid of me." "You should get people to fear you instead!" "You gotta be ruthless while making an interview." "I never settled for the first answer." "Not to be insolent, Mrs. Lollobrigida, but when you talk about the "anguish of your job", it kinda stuns me." "Don't you think it's immoral to be paid millions to make a movie?" "Why?" "It's like a garbage-man complaining with a surgeon cause he's paid more." "Don't be silly." "A surgeon studies all his life just to be paid a fraction of what you're getting." "He's responsible for lives, while you never studied nor saved nobody's life." "Who are you?" "I'm the poor guy from the cultural section, who's been asking you to write a piece on Simone De Beauvoir for the last 10 days." "Have I ever replied?" "No." "What you think that means?" "That you like to play "hard to get"." "Does it work?" "You'd like to get me?" "Very much..." "What are you writing about?" "Rearranging some interviews to cinema people, Fellini, Germi, Lollobrigida." "I also interviewed a young actress, as pretty as she's ignorant." "She's never had a real job, doesn't know what world she lives in." "When I read your stuff I feel like I'm watching a boxing match." "Does it bother you?" "Actually, for the first time, questions are more interesting than answers." "Good one... you worked on it, right?" "You gotta leave, I'm not letting anybody sleep here." "Shall I see you again?" "I'll be in America for a while." "You have an address where I can reach you?" "No." "With America it was love at first sight, I wrote my first novel there." "I got to interview people of all sorts, actors, directors, billionaires, duchesses..." "Celebrities hard to write about, with their loves, their movies, their billions..." "Their celebrity was so obsessing you felt like screaming "God!" "I hate you so much!"" "But I never really hated them." "Orson Welles compared me to Mata Hari and said I was able to extort all kinds of truths from him." "Plus, most extraordinary thing, I got back without a scratch." "Was dad able to buy the fountain in the end?" "No way... he tried everything but they won't sell." "Shame..." "Indeed, I liked it so much myself." "Can I ask you something?" "Let's hear it." "Why, when I was a kid, you cried from time to time?" "Cried?" "That's not true." "I remember one time very well, you were ironing dad's shirts and crying." "We didn't lack motives for a good cry from time to time." "About what?" "For example, about not having been able to get an education." "Or because I was born a woman." "One thing that always got me angry was that when a woman gets married, she has to take the husband's name." "I wanted my name." "I even told it to your dad when he proposed." "Then what?" "He laughed and said: "When we overturn fascism, we'll change that law."" "I'm still waiting." "Then you are fine with me living like a man, always away from home and alone." "Of course I'm fine with that." "Don't you want me to get married and have children?" "That would be good." "Why?" "Because it's tough being alone." "I'm sick of interviewing actors and directors." "You're asking me to send you around the world!" "So what?" "I can't have you traveling around the world with no objectives or ideas!" "No ideas?" "I wanna tell about women, what they feel, what they want, if they're truly happy!" "It's gonna be the first coverage of women conditions in the world!" "All I need is a plane ticket the size of an accordion." "Not by yourself though, you need a photographer." "As long as he understands women." "Is it true Japanese women wash their house guests and get in the tub with them?" "In Hong Kong you get 'em in bed by just giving them a look." "I'm not sure we're going to Hong Kong." "Too bad, look how tempting they are in these slit dresses." "Please, I'm making the itinerary." "Where are you now?" "India." "It appears Indian women know 146 different positions, did you know that?" "It appears your interest in women consists in how to get 'em in bed." "Room 24, please." "Here you go, ma'am." "So?" "Have you got the interview?" "Nothing... one more day went to waste." "It's impossible to talk to a woman, they just don't show up." "Looks like they made 'em disappear on purpose." "And who are those?" "It's a wedding, ma'am." "Two very important families." "Is the bride the one in red?" "Yes, she just got back from studying in London." "Why is she walking so slow?" "Her eyes are closed." "Because she mustn't see the husband." "You mean she never saw him?" "No, never." "Let's go!" "Wait here." "Excuse me, I'm a guest of the Hotel, I come from Italy." "May I?" "Thank you." "Are you the mother?" "I wanted to congratulate the bride." "You mind if I record what you say?" "Why?" "I'm a reporter and I wanna write about your lives." "Who's interested in our lives?" "People reading my newspaper, back in Italy." "Why is she crying?" "She's scared." "How old are you?" "14." "Why are you scared?" "Do you know the groom?" "I never met him... what do you think of him?" "He looks handsome... and he's got a gentle look." "I hope you're right... and that I can give him a son." "He's gonna love you even if..." "No, things are different here." "A woman with no children can be estranged." "Even if she's pretty, smart and faithful?" "Yes... it's the law." "Excuse me." "Hello..." "I'm a reporter and I'm writing about your customs." "Are you the groom?" "Yes." "Aren't you impatient to see your bride?" "There's no rush..." "We'll have plenty of time to do what we have to do." "I'm not talking about conjugal duties, I'm talking about love." "We say that word only in private, not in public, as you are doing now." "Anyway, our children will be the prove of my love." "What if she won't have children?" "Will you dismiss her?" "Tell me you won't." "She's so young and beautiful." "What's the use of a young and pretty woman if she doesn't have kids?" "Children are important but they cannot be the only reason for love!" "We respect women, but a family with no children is not a family." "No!" "It's not like that at all!" "Men and women can be together even with no children..." "and it can be just as beautiful!" "This sheet called "burqa" has got two holes for the eyes." "Through those, women look at the sky, as through prison bars." "A prison that goes from the Atlantic to the Indian Ocean, from Morocco to Indonesia... the vast reign of Islam." "This is the world of harems, where women die like rabid dogs because no doctor is allowed to visit them." "They are so poorly considered that their birth is not even officially recorded." "They are worth less than a camel." "There's plenty of sun above Islamic regions, but women can't see it." "There's an old saying..." ""The fortunate man lives in an American house, eats Chinese food and has got a Japanese wife."" "My photographer tried to prove it by getting married 4 times." "Men's problems come from economical, racial, social sources..." "While women's problems come from being women." "From our world, built by men for men." "But that's also why it's so fascinating to be a woman." "I was confirmed this a few years later, in an American Space Center, where I was the only woman." "I spent much time with these young men who were getting ready to conquer space." "I found they were just like anyone else, with their ambitions and fears..." "I guess heroes, much like paintings, are best appreciated from a certain distance." "What if you don't hit the target?" "If you just miss the moon?" "If we keep the orbit, we try to hit it in the next round." "But if we lose the orbit... we just go on straight." "You mean you'd be lost in space?" "Right." "It's weird to look at the moon with you who'll go there." "Who'll be the first?" "Me." "Then you'll be a big show-off when you get back..." "Saying you were never afraid... and becoming an annoying hero." "And you won't walk on the beach with me anymore." "That's not true. --It is." "What will your first thought be when you set foot on the moon?" "Neil Armstrong has already prepared a speech." "He keeps it secret but I managed to read it." "What is it?" "I tell you if you promise not to write it." "I do!" "Don't believe her... she's paid by the reds..." "Please, Bob!" "It goes something like this:" ""That's one small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind."" "Trivial..." "I'd say something funnier." "And Bob?" "Yesterday, in the last medical check-up..." "They found a small issue with his eyes, a very common thing but enough to get him out of the program." "What you mean?" "He's no longer part of the mission." "God, no..." "He's leaving today and going back to his army division." "I wanna talk to him, where is he?" "He doesn't feel like talking now..." "While he was packing, I saw he was crying." "He asked me to give you a hug, from him." "Ok, I'm coming!" "You gotta do something about Oriana, she's insane!" "She just landed in Saigon with no permission, without telling nobody!" "Palotelli, I'm still waiting for those photos from India." "She even rented a private plane to get there, along with that other crazy-ass!" "It's the most dangerous city right now!" "Is she really in Vietnam?" "I just told you!" "She's just unique..." "I wanted Vietnam more than anything, an awful war..." "I was raised in war time, I knew fear..." "Who says he's not afraid in war is a fool or a liar... you're always afraid." "I'm not staying here in Saigon, I wanna be in front line." "They all write from here, only a few from the frontline." "Yea... and often they don't come back." "What do you know about Dak-To?" "It's the worst place, they been fighting for weeks on Hill 875." "We have international conventions, General Loan!" "This is crazy, it can't be done!" "I know... press can't tell you what to do, but you'll be hearing from us anyway!" "I'm Oriana Fallaci." "Francois Pelou." "I found Douglas, he's at the headquarter." "Excuse me, I have to go to the USA Command." "I'm coming too, I need a permission for the frontline." "Ok, but right now they have different problems." "This fucking General Loan just told me they'll execute 3 Vietcong for today's bombing in the city." "I just saw that..." "If they execute 3, soon there gonna be 6, or 9..." "Why?" "Cause VC are gonna kill many American prisoners on reprisal." "About Dak-To... they're dying like flies up there." "The HQ is not happy with reporters sniffing around." "That's why I wanna go there." "Who's this Douglas anyway?" "Nobody knows exactly... he keeps contacts between diplomats and the army." "In other words, he's CIA..." "I didn't say it. --Yes, you did." "They arrested three random men." "They're suspected VC but have nothing to do with the bombing." "They gonna be executed as an example, but the Liberation Front will retaliate the very next day!" "The embassy has to stop this execution." "Press... always making up stories..." "You better stop this execution, Douglas..." "Otherwise, Miss Fallaci and myself, we gonna screw you on every paper around the world." "So you're Miss Fallaci..." "nice to meet you, I'm a big fan." "I got the request by you and your photographer, but the HQ strongly advises against going to Dak-To." "France-Presse." "Guys..." "Loan cancelled the execution." "Also thanks to you..." "Why me?" "Douglas must've gotten really busy on this, he's very sensitive to pretty women." "I wanna interview the 3 prisoners, will you help me?" "Nothing I can do about it... he decides." "But you do know him..." "Isn't weird to ask a colleague for an interview that he could be making himself?" "Why should I do you this courtesy?" "For starters, to make amends for this awful wine..." "We're in Saigon, not in some Loire castle..." "I know, I was joking..." "Viet girls make tons of cash here." "Soldiers don't bargain, they spend everything." "They know they could be dead tomorrow." "They get 5 dollars for a couple of hours, about their fathers' monthly pay." "Doesn't matter who's gonna win this war, this country will be in wreckage just the same." "Do you have a wife and kids?" "A wife and a son." "They spent more time in Vietnam than in Paris..." "I hope they'll forgive me for that." "What about you?" "I'm free like the wind." "Let's go somewhere else." "Beautiful!" "If you want it, I have to warn you..." "haggling can go on for half an hour." "Forget it..." "I'm hungry." "Rice?" "Great." "You were fascinated by that book." "The few money we had back home, we spent it in books." "I'm exhausted." "I need a good sleep." "Can I use your shoulder?" "Go ahead." "Shall we spend the night together?" "Weren't you married?" "She went back to Paris." "And you feel so lonely, poor Francois..." "You try it with all the women you meet?" "Of course I do." "Good for you." "Orange pill, once a week." "White pill, once a day." "This pill here is to purify water." "You gonna be in contact with many bacteria here..." "In the air, in the food, in the water..." "Causing scab, malaria, dysentery..." "oral hygiene is fundamental to keep soldiers healthy." "Here's your permissions." "Sign here... and write down where you want to be sent in case of death." "In which case, don't write I hadn't warned you." "I made formal request to interview those 3 prisoners but I got no reply." "What should I do in your opinion?" "My advice is "don't poke the bear"... just forget about it." "We gotta go, Miss Fallacci." "It's "Fallaci"... with just one C." "Mosquitos here are the worst..." "they kill you before the VC can do it." "Don't smoke at night, snipers never sleep." "Don't walk on any beaten path, landmines are a stairway to heaven." "Ok, sarge, I got it... cut it out." "It's my duty to inform you, Miss." "If you wanna go back to Saigon in one piece, it's your choice." "Last thing I could imagine was to meet an old fiend right there." "After being cut from the Apollo mission, Bob was sent to Vietnam and it was him who took me to Dak-To." "Have you become too famous to say hello now?" "Bob!" "What are you doing here?" "It's fate..." "I'm gonna take you to the most dangerous place in the world." "Sit here, Miss Fallaci." "Hold on tight up there." "Even here you get hungry?" "Survival instinct..." "What did you write back there?" "Where do you wanna be sent if you die?" "At my folks' home." "What about you?" "At Ines'... an old girlfriend." "The one who dumped you?" "That's right... that'll teach her." "See?" "Love has no happy ending." "You say it but you don't mean it." "What makes you say that?" "I know you better than anyone else, you know why?" "Cause you are in my photos and you don't lie to a camera." "Chances are you gonna have to run..." "you gonna break a leg in those fucking Fifth Avenue shoes!" "Take a gun." "No, thanks." "You're wearing a uniform, therefore you're a fucking target!" "Take it!" "No, thanks!" "All reporters have one, VC shoot on sight!" "You take it!" "No, thanks... it's not my thing." "You reporters are so fucking stupid!" "Goddammit!" "See where the trees end?" "That's Dak-To." "We took it and lost it again." "Why is it so important?" "Cause beyond the hill there's the trail to Laos and that's where the VC get their weapons." "Sit down, Miss Fallaci!" "What the fuck is she writing about?" "It's my job!" "Are you really able to describe this?" "I do my best." "Welcome home." "We have at least three battalions here." "They've been here for weeks." "This path leads to Hill 875." "These are the men from the 3rd battalion." "Heading back to base camp." "It's tough up there, we gotta send fresh forces every three days." "You think I can interview them?" "Unfortunately... not all of them." "How long have you been here, Eddie?" "Enough to understand how stupid I am." "Why?" ""Why" you say..." "Because I was a fucking volunteer!" "I thought "What the hell, let's try it!"" ""If all goes well and I come back, I'm discharged with 200 fucking dollar a month!"" "I regret that choice now." "But it's too late." "You think I'll get out alive?" "I..." "I got married right before leaving, she didn't wanna see me go." "She just kept on crying..." "It's her." "I left while she was sleeping." "I got off the bed, got dressed as quietly as I could..." "I left with no shoes on... and didn't even kiss her." "I'm not wounded... that means in a couple of days I'll be back on that hill." "And if they don't kill me, I'll be back there again and again." "Although I'll be discharged in just one month..." "I'll probably never see my wife and son again." "The first time I swear I'd shit my pants." "I was with Jim, my best buddy..." "We enlisted together and were together all the time." "He was a silent type, while I like to chat." "I'll tell you something..." "I never told anyone.." "When I saw the grenade flying, I immediately went down to the ground..." "But I didn't drag down Jim, you get it?" "He was hit to the chest and blew up." "Then..." "I was so happy the grenade hit him instead of me..." "can you believe it?" "I feel ashamed now but that's how it went." "I tell you one more thing... if I see a grenade right now, I hope it hits you instead of me." "You believe it now?" "That's alright... you don't have to answer me." "I'm sorry..." "In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost..." "Among these young kids sent here to fight, I feel more a man than a priest." "I stay with them because they're so confused and scared..." "Then..." "When they die..." "I absolve 'em of their sins." "All of them..." "Americans, Vietnamese, fucking VC..." "They're so young." "It's over, Miss Fallaci!" "We took it!" "We took the goddam hill!" "The land seen from above is like a map, mute, without names." "The forest is just a big green spot." "If you shoot from high enough, you don't hear what happens down there." "Us pilots are lucky." "We can't see how it is on the ground." "And, as everyone else say..." "I follow orders." "What I do here it's not my fault." "Why?" "What do you do here?" "It's off." "Sometimes we interrogate VC prisoners, in flight..." "It happens sometimes." "We bring 'em up two by two and let one hang outside the chopper with a rope." "He starts swinging..." "Turning and screaming..." "When he's about scared to death..." "We just cut the rope." "The other one usually starts talking right away." "After he told us everything... we throw him out as well." "I'm gonna write this down, Bob." "To stop me you have to shoot me right now." "Do you hear me?" "I'm writing it down!" "I'm writing everything down!" "Pack your stuff, I have orders to take you back to Saigon." "I'm not done yet, I..." "Orders came to leave Dak-To!" "It's insane!" "Now that you finally took the hill they make you leave!" "They probably decided it's no longer useful to keep it, it's not our decision anyway." "What will they say to the families of the dead?" ""Sorry, we made a mistake"..." "See?" "I'm going back alive." "I had no doubt." "Feels like the dawn of the world." "Maybe this was the light million years ago, when it all started." "Vietnam must have been beautiful before the war." ""Dear Oriana, remember that old fountain you liked so much?"" ""The owner wanted to take it down and I finally managed to buy it."" ""Now it's yours, it's there waiting for you." "Come back soon."" ""Mom is always worried about you... and so am I, though I'm not telling her."" "Sorry but you have to see this." "What do you say?" "What should I say?" ""What a nice photo" for instance." "General Loan will let you interview those three prisoners you asked for, today at dawn." "I'll be right out!" "Welcome among the "evil ones", Miss Fallaci." "I'm General Loan." "One thing you have to know before the interview..." "I know well VC, the suspension of the sentence didn't make 'em softer." "They're illiterate peasants, not afraid of physical pain or even death." "Keep that in mind." "I will." "I wanna make a statement." "For days, they kept us in an isolated underground cell." "We hear nothing... it's like being in a graveyard." "The execution has been suspended, but not for long." "I'll be shot." "I have no use for my name on your journal." "All I need is to get out of here and back to fight." "Can you get me out?" "No." "I wanna go back to my cell." "I'm not forcing you to talk." "My name is Vej, she's my wife Tan." "You're accused of killing many innocent people in a bombing." "It wasn't us." "However, that bombing was simply a military action." "Who did it wasn't wearing a uniform..." "VC, uniform or not, are soldiers..." "liberation army." "Soldiers fight in battles, they don't bomb restaurants filled with only civilians." "What's the difference between killing women and children by dropping bombs on villages and throwing a grenade in mid-Saigon?" "You think I like war?" "I liked my earlier life..." "working the fields, swimming in the river..." "And what do you like, Tan?" "Being with my son, he's 1." "It's what I miss the most." "More than freedom?" "Yes." "More than the Party?" "Yes, he comes first." "Is it right to raise kids in war time?" "Yes, cause they will enjoy the rewards for our pain and anger." "Today, what are you wishing for?" "A good death." "Look the firing squad right in their faces..." "And repeat to myself "We are right"." "Their words about children wouldn't leave my mind, like they were somehow about me too." "I too was raised in war time." "I never believed in fate, but that must be what got me to meet Morondo taking pictures of some kids." "Sorry, I can't understand you..." "Which age you want it?" "Three years is good?" "No, listen..." "I'm not here for an adoption..." "I was just..." "This is a boy, you can't adopt him." "Law says orphan boys are bound to become soldiers." "The government wants 'em to stay here." "Please, pick one of the girls." "No!" "You're not listening!" "Very nice..." "Fill this form if you're interested." "What's her name?" "Quijen." "It's a nice name." "Oriana, we gotta go now." "Aren't you taking her with you?" "Why are you there for so long, did the editor ask you to?" "No, it's me." "We survived a war already, don't push your luck..." "To me, Vietnam is way to understand mankind." "We're going to the moon and yet we keep killing each other like 1000 years ago." "To me, going up in space is like throwing away money." "Money that could be spent to help people here on earth." "You're so ancient, dad." "This world will end someday..." "This sun that makes your wine so sweet will dim off..." "And if we won't find some other place to move, we'll end up as well." "Exploring the stars is a great adventure." "Yes, it's very expensive... but it's like when Colombo sailed his ships into the unknown... that was expensive too." ""Dear Oriana, the situation in Saigon is more and more critical..."" ""Looks like the VC are preparing for something big..."" ""There's guerrilla in every neighborhood..."" ""General Loan's cruelty becomes worst every day..."" ""The only thing that relieves me is knowing you're not here."" "Is it from the one you love?" "Yes, mom." "And... does he love you?" "Yes..." "I'm pretty sure." "Shooting continues in Saigon after the VC attack to the American embassy." "They broke through using an anti-tank missile..." "I knew she was gonna go back there, she looked like a deserter all the time..." "No, that's not the reason she left in such hurry..." "she's in love." "Where's all the press?" "Out, looking for news." "It seems two French reporters were captured by VC." "Who are they?" "Sorry, I don't know." "Let's go back!" "Too late, they've seen us." "General, could you tell your men to let me pass?" "Miss Fallaci... despite these bad times, my informers say you found you little Eden in our country..." "Me and Francois used to friends... we respected each other..." "It was before you became what you are today." "Those men, even without uniform, are soldiers and they are killing my own soldiers..." "Yet, you throw mud at me and defend them." "That's because you turned this city into a slaughterhouse." "It was your men who destroyed my office!" "What did those men do?" "What's the imputation?" "It's none of your business!" "We're under martial law!" "If I find you sniffing around again, I'll have your Visa revoked." "Get lost now." "I still can't look at this photo." "And these?" "All from Vietnam?" "These are letters to my mother." "They're filled with lies." "To stop her from worrying too much I sweetened a war which was in fact horrible." "Vietnam had become an obsession for me, I kept coming back and going again." "And Francois was there every time." "How could you resist here for so long?" "I couldn't." "Cause you're a "hunter-reporter", while I'm a "fisher-journalist"." "I choose a place, set up the net..." "And wait... along with other fisher-journalists." "What's the use of doing it here?" "I feel things are never gonna change." "One time, in India, they took me into a valley and told me to holler... so I did." "Instead of an echo, I got only silence, as if my voice had just disappeared." "Then, suddenly, the echo came back." "We are here like in that valley..." "the echo of our voice will come back sooner or later." "You ever wonder how can two people love each other in this hell?" "You and me, for example." "If we met in Milan or London, would we love each other the same?" "Yes... maybe just in a different way." "I'll have to go back eventually." "Me too..." "I've been asked to go back." "They're replacing me." "You're going back to Paris?" "No, they're sending me to Brazil." "Brazil is a beautiful yet unjust country." "There's plenty to do there, they need us." "Then maybe... you'll come to me." "Hello, I'm looking for Quijen..." "the little girl I gave my sunglasses to." "I'd like to take her home with me, here's the form." "She has long black hair and she's probably 4 or 5." "There's plenty of girls like that, don't you wanna pick one of these?" "I don't wanna see other girls..." "Ok, forget it." "Wait, five girls have been transferred to a different orphanage, she might be one of them." "I left without saying anything else." "Now I wish I'd said something..." ""Where's the other orphanage?"... but I didn't..." "That's what war does... reveals ourselves." "And Francois?" "With him, the end wasn't really up to the rest of the story." "In Rio I asked him to choose but he wouldn't leave his wife." "Out of rage, I sent all our letters to her." "God..." "Yes, an awful thing, but I don't regret it." "It's hypocritical to do something and then regret it." "Enough for now..." "I'm tired and you're making me recall things I'd like to forget." "Sorry... you're right." "Shall I come back tomorrow to finish all the work?" "I have a medical exam in Florence, try late morning." "Alright, I'm leaving you my number anyway." "But..." "Did you really consider adopting her?" "Yes, I did... but it was impossible with my kind of job." "Giving her up has been my biggest mistake." "You know when I realized it?" "The one time I truly thought I was gonna die." "On October 2, 1968, Three Cultures Square was filled with young people protesting." "Not like the spoiled kids here in Italy, who were just playing revolutionaries..." "Those were children of peasants, of workers..." "This is a peaceful demonstration!" "Comrades!" "Remain calm and when the rally is over, calmly return to your homes!" "Don't forget to mention the hunger strike!" "Yes, we decided for an hunger strike, as a sign of protest against the Olympics!" "They're shooting flares!" "They gonna open fire, stay down!" "She's alive!" "Get a doctor!" "Hang on!" "Nurse!" "Here quick!" "Oriana!" "Can you hear me?" "Duilio..." "Yes, it's me!" "Where were you when they started firing?" "Down, in the square." "Am I dying?" "No, they removed a bullet from your back, nothing serious." "Hand me the bag." "What for?" "I wanna smoke. --Are you insane?" "Come on." "You really scared me." "I survived the bombs in Florence and Dak-To..." "I won't be killed by these fucking Mexican fascists." "Get the recorder." "Let's do some work." "I'm not well... my head is still confused." "Something's hurting me more than the wound though." "You can cope with physical pain, not with nightmare." "When I went to Vietnam, I was fully aware I was going to war." "What happened in Three Cultures Square wasn't war..." "It wasn't supposed to be a night of blood..." "You're so cool!" "What kind of talk is that?" "Go home." "Yes, you're right... sorry..." "It slipped out..." "See you tomorrow then..." "I'm here to say hello to my friends of Apollo 11, who are going to try and accomplish what mankind has always been dreaming about..." "The rocket is right in front of me, a monument as high as an 80 floor building..." "It's made of metal, but all you see is the light..." "a giant shining jewel." "Countdown is almost over..." "5... 4... 3... 2... 1..." "It's off!" "It's so beautiful!" "A beautiful explosion that doesn't kill anybody!" "It's going to the moon!" "Just for today, I so desperately wish no one would die!" "END OF PART 1 SUBTITLES BY BARISHNIKOV@KICKASS"