A young Italian girl survives the horrors of war to marry, love, live, and become a modern woman.

ROBBIE
In Germany, I was often mistaken for a German by the locals.

SILVANA
I see that, you have look of German.

ROBBIE
I remember at this one restaurant, I asked for a glass of beer. The waiter looked at me and said, “Dunkel odar hellar?”

SILVANA
(What?)

ROBBIE
That’s what I thought! I’m wondering, “Did this guy just insult me? Should I punch him in the nose?”

SILVANA
What you do?

ROBBIE
I did what any German would do – I slammed my fist on the table and said, “Ein glass bier!” And, I got it.

SILVANA
You ever know what he say?

ROBBIE
Yes, I looked it up later. He’d asked me, “Dark or light?” He only wanted to know what kind of beer I wanted.

They LAUGH.

EXT. RIGACCI APARTMENT BUILDING – DAY

Robbie and Silvana stand at the front of his Jeep. Maria spies on them from the window above.

ROBBIE
I had a very nice time.

SILVANA
I also.

ROBBIE
I’ve taken an apartment here in town, now that my unit’s staying in the area. Could I come by and visit again?

SILVANA
Ah… I… if you want.

ROBBIE
Only if you want.

SILVANA
I… want.

Robbie smiles, takes her hand and kisses it.

Silvana smiles and rushes inside.

INT. RIGACCI KITCHEN – DAY

Maria dashes to the stove and stirs a pot of sauce.

Silvana comes in. Maria turns to her.

MARIA
(Ah, Silvana, you’re back. Have a good time?)

SILVANA
(It was… nice.)

MARIA
(What’s wrong, Baby?)

SILVANA
(I’m… not sure about this.)

MARIA
(About what? Has he said something, or done something?)

SILVANA
(No! Nothing like that. It’s just. He’s much older than me, and–)

MARIA
(Silvana, with such a man, a woman could sleep with two pillows.)

SILVANA
(Mama, what’s that supposed to mean?)

MARIA
(He’ll be a good provider, a good husband. Never mind the age difference. Look at your Grandfather, sixteen years older than his wife, and they’ve been very happy.)

SILVANA
(I just don’t… know… yet.)

MARIA
(Then find out. Watch how he treats children, and those beneath him.
MARIA (Continues)
Children know a man’s heart. And his actions to people who can do nothing for him reveal his true morals.)

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