:17:02
He said: ''This is my first
swim of the year. ''
:17:10
' What's your name?
' William.
:17:14
Enore? How old are you?
:17:16
Seventeen.
:17:19
' Where do you live?
' At the shacks.
:17:22
Agostino was blond,
with tousled hair.
:17:26
It didn't look like hair.
:17:28
It seemed more like
the feathers of a canary.
:17:31
He had a little blond goatee
and fine features.
:17:35
Like a Norwegian,
but with the eyes of a madman.
:17:39
Like one of those hitchhikers.
:17:45
L'm still here, you know.
:17:48
Agostino changes colleges
every year.
:17:52
Even twice a year
when he gets expelled.
:17:56
His parents say
all boarding schools are the same.
:17:59
They're all good, as long as
they're in Switzerland.
:18:03
He's only twenty,
but he's a living legend.
:18:08
People said all kinds of things
about him, he was like a myth.
:18:12
Even Agostino believed in his myth.
:18:17
Sometimes I use
Cesare's words, in vain...
:18:20
...in the hope that they are...
:18:23
...clearer than mine.
:18:27
To think that not even I, with my
pretense of being his teacher,
:18:31
have ever understood anything
about Agostino.
:18:35
He kept running away so often.
Where did he go?
:18:38
It was already a lot
if he got to Bologna or Milan!
:18:40
When he came back
I lent him my books.
:18:43
All wrong for him.
:18:46
Poor guy!
:18:47
How he would suffer
:18:49
if he saw all these people
who've come to see him dead.
:18:52
These acquaintances
dressed in black.
:18:58
Let's go.
:18:59
Come, Fabrizio.