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Our country was abandoned, but we remain a great country.
The energy crisis got us on our knees,
but your beloved government we'll get us back on our feet and we'll be back, stronger than before.
The Great Turn politics will set us free and make us strong.
The future is young. And our young will be the ones who'll save us.
And remember, the government loves you!
THE DAY THEY ARRIVED
Old friend... ready for another day?
A *** day, but a day nonetheless.
December 11th 2014, weather is fine, in spite of a few far clouds that will probably arrive.
I'm about to have breakfast, with the little I have left.
And then I'll go look for dinner.
This is Radio City...
...if someone is listening...
...hold on.
In the mean time, enjoy some good music.
Faster! Forget about that stupid radio!
- Damn it, faster! - I heard you, but it dosen't go any faster!
If only you had listened to me, but no... she's afraid of the motorbike!
No, come on! I don't believe this...
- Oh God, what happened? - It's the battery.
It's defective. That's why nobody stole it!
- Oh my God, what are we gonna do now? - Can't you see our carriage is broken?
- Move it, we're walking. - No, no, no...
Move it! Come on...
This damn phone isn't working...
- End of the line, everyone out. - Are you out of your mind?
No phone, no car... we're in the middle of nowhere!
The next time you whine, I'll leave you here alone!
- Wait, I have to get my things! - Move!
No, my bag! One sec...
Help! Help... Help!
Help... ouch! Wait for me... Wait!
- But I'm scared! I'm not gonna go in there. - Come on.
Damn!
We're gonna hide in here. Come on.
It's perfect.
Perfect? What if someone is in here?!
- It's dangerous! - Then why don't you go back?!
I prefer this kind of danger to that! Don't you?!
- You're right. - As I thought... let's go.
- There's some coffee already made. - What, already made?
Get down!
I know there's someone in here!
I have a weapon, come out with your hands up!
As you wish, baby doll.
Now though, put my knife back on the table...
I have an apple pie to finish.
Would you do us the honor as well?
Please... don't shoot.
- We'll go away right now. We won't tell anyone. - Yeah, and I'm supposed to believe that.
Nobody goes anywhere.
I gotta stop. I gotta stop.
Oh God, what was that?! A rat!
It's disgusting!
This guy is crazy!
A crazy guy underdressed... or actually dressed like it's the 80s.
- We've gotta get out of here. - Look, we have no place to go.
And, at least for now, here is better than nothing.
At least the crazy guy didn't shoot us.
Anyway, these windows are too narrow for a house. This must have been on office or something.
Don't tell me this used to be a post office.
My grandma always told me: "Be good or you'll end up working in an office...
...in a cubicle, with a pencil case, a mini-fan..."
Oh, shut up! We're in the middle of nowhere! D'you think they would have put a post office here?!
You're right, snips. This isn't an office.
Ladies... Welcome to Radio City! Or at least, what's left of it.
Radio what?
It was the cult place for music in the 70s.
That's right... in the orther room there is still some equipment with the stikers and other ***.
The frequency I'm using is the same as "old gandma" City...
Wow!
Wow my ***! You mean you are still transmitting?
You are crazy, they'll find you if you keep doing it! We've gotta get out, come on.
Look, you're not going anywhere! And neither is you friend!
I can't risk you goning around telling people where I'm hiding.
I swear... I swear we won't tell anyone.
Let me go. Let me go!
We'll stay for now. But only beacuse we decided to not because you told us.
Right... as you wish.
Why do you keep transmitting?
If you don't wonna sleep in the cold, out in the barn... don't ask me again.
Don't ask him again.
God damn it!
All dirty and sweatty...! ***!
And now...?
Hey, are they still after us? Check it out!
No, no, no... Stop, stop, stop...
I'll stop there.
Now I gotta smoke.
- Last one. - What d'you mean it's the last one?
- We'll split it. - C'mon, light it, c'mon.
C'mon, let me smoke. Nice!
- What's that? - What? Look at that, awesome!
- Your glasses, Giacomo. - Nice! That's nice, so nice, Libero!
What... Radio City? What the *** is that?
Nice, really nice! Did you see this?
- Look what we found. - What did we find?
- Would you look at that! - Come and see what we found!
Look at that!
You piece of ***! ***!
No! No!
Why are you coming near me? Let's talk about this!
***!
- Don't you have anything to eat in here? - Eh... ***, you're right!
Maybe next time call before dropping by, so I can arrange for a nice meal.
Listen, pretty face, this is what we've got so try and make do.
Would you put that gun away?
Help!
What the ***?! All in one day!
Stay down and shut up!
- What's happening? - Who is it? Who?!
Who is it...! A junkie, a mad man...
Stay down... and don't bother me.
Oh God, he's gonna kill me... He's gonna kill me...
- Who is this guy? - Didn't you hear Antonio, he's a junkie!
No, please, don't kill me... Don't kill me...
- Who the *** are you? - Who are you, junkie?!
Who are you calling "junkie"?
- Are you alone? - Yes... No! There's a guy with a machete...
- ...f-following me. - Who's following you?!
A weird guy with a huge machete.
Go hide.
And you, "Captain Courage", go get a knife, move!
C'mon, don't shoot him right away. Maybe he's a nice guy.
Oh, but I'm a nice guy too.
And who the hell are you?!
Yeah, I know you... don't play dumb.
I'm sorry... I wouldn't wonna bother anyone...
...but I don't remember calling for no condo meeting!
Hey, kid, easy with that gun, someone could get hurt.
- You really don't know what's going on? - No, and I don't care.
The only thing I know is that it's getting too crowded in here.
I'm Federica, she's Vittoria... we're from the city. You?
I'm Libero I came from west... I think... I got lost.
- I'm out of here. - No, no. You're not going anywhere.
I don't give a *** who you are, I don't give a *** where you came from...
...but now you are here, and I'm not gonna let you ruin me and my radio!
As you wish, kid. I gotta admit that I like this place.
- You got power? - Solar panels... a little defective, but they do their job.
- Got food? - Very little.
- What's your name? - Hey, hey, so many questions!
Tony, my name is Tony! Or Antonio, if you prefer.
How about you, Clint Eastwood? Where did you come from?
My name is James, and that's all you need to know about me.
There's five of us... we'll need food. I want everyone to pull their own weight.
There's six of us!
My name is Salvatore, I came from the south.
And I also got some food.