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A thousand lire on this side, and a thousand lire on the other!

I'm also offering this umbrella for a thousand lire!

Two leggings for a thousand lire! Thank you, sir.

Only a thousand lire!

It's alive, it's alive, it's alive, it's alive, it's alive...!

...living, living, living, living!

Spring water! Who wants some?

Spring water!

Spring water! Who wants some?

Attention!

The battalion!

Greetings to the entire population!

Those leaning out of their windows and balconies!

We bring you a new set of songs!

Come to brighten up your lives!

This is how Neapolitans are!

Look how she goes! Tail heavy, but she flies!

Just like a roller-coaster!

Sit down, please!

Sit down! - Who gives a fuck...

What are you doing?!

Do you want some bread? - No, no.

Do you want a magazine?

CUSTOMS AND HABITS

Arriving, regular service to Catania.

Arriving, regular service to Catania.

Forward, forward.

Are these occupied?

- Someone's coming. I'm sorry. - No room left?

Departing, on regular service, train to Catania.

Departing, on regular service, train to Catania.

What's the name of the painting you want to see?

"The Madonna of Granduca" by Raphael.

- And where is it located? - I don't know, but we can simply ask.

Hey, excuse me! Where can we find "The Madonna of Granduca"?

What? - "of Granduca"! - Never seen it.

Excuse me. Do you know where "The Madonna of Granduca" is?

The Madonna of who? - Madonna of Granduca I said...

No, no. - But, aren't you students? - Yes, but we study science.

Sorry, we don't know!

I'm sorry sir, but I can't find it in the guide. Good day.

The Vasari built it, the palace is surrounded by a courtyard--

Listen, excuse me.

Do you know where's "The Madonna of Granduca"?

"The Madonna of..."... No, never heard of it.

Okay, let's keep driving.

The statues portray illustrious Tuscan figures.

"The Madonna of Granduca"? But, of course!

You'll find it in the Pitti Gallery.

Next to another famous painting by Raphael, "The Madonna of Baldacchino".

Thanks very much. - My pleasure.

And where do we find this gallery?

We'll just ask the first foreigner we come across.

Here's the Timballo.

The Caponata.

The Cucciddatu, and the freshly baked bread.

I think that the function can commence.

Courage, eat. Unhappy times need to be spent with a full stomach.

What can one do? Today it's them and tomorrow it'll be us.

I've made a small meal... - Thank you, thank you.

This one's a chic place, you'll see.

So, is here okay, yes or no?

It's too high-class, with all those waiters looking at you...

Yes, but the food's good.

I say no, I don't think this place is suitable.

No, not here. I don't like it. - Cut it out, decide! I'm hungry.

We should've stayed in! Are we here to dine or to sleep?

Because here, we'll take a nice nap, I'm telling you!

Clara's right. - Make up your mind! We've driven around for an hour now.

In Rome there are more restaurants than churches and we still can't find one!

Why don't we go where we went last week?

Great choice! You'll like it! - I'll trust you.

Follow us!

Fabrizio, come! - Coming with the spring water!

(In Latin) If you don't mind! Excuse me, sorry...

Straight to the mouth!

What a fantastic idea you had. Great, Marina, great!

I find these sorts of places so amusing and original!

The steak came out shit, so meatballs will have to do.

I don't want meatballs, I want something else!

What's up with you? Eat! Don't be an asshole...

If you wanted to choose, you should've stayed at home.

Such a nice man.

Excuse me, prince, could you pass me that plate?

No, no, Giulio. I beg you. Don't insist.

One kiss! Just one kiss! Give me just one!

Do you love me or not?

Answer me.

Behave yourself! Can't you understand?

If you really love me, you'd behave yourself. You have to wait.

My God! The bus.

So, what are we going to do? Do we meet next Sunday?

Yes, yes. Wait for me here, same time.

Please, there's people from my village. They know me!

- Goodbye, see you soon. - Goodbye.

See you Sunday, eh? Think about me in the meantime.

Yes, see you Sunday. - Write to me, don't forget!

Yes, yes. Bye! - I'll wait for you!

Not one kiss has she given me! Not even one, not one!

If Rosalia were foolish like the others, she'd have given me a kiss.

I even insisted, as a test!

But she gave nothing up... Nothing!

Patience, my son.

You're my mother, but you don't understand me at all.

I'm modern, I'm no knucklehead.

The way the youth behaves today, you must keep your eyes wide open.

I don't even close them to sleep!

It doesn't take much to find a "flashy" girl.

I have complete trust in Rosalia. However, I've taken precautions.

Vicenzino is going to tell me about her background on Thursday, go figure...

Good, my son. You've done well.

Trust is good. Not trusting is better.

Uncle Peppino also trusted...

returning from his honeymoon, he jumped out of the train to avoid the shame.

But... if she's a serious girl...

And how's Aunt Concetta? All good? - Yes, very well. - That's good.

And... what's his name... that lout Paolino?

Vincenzino, mine are fine and I hope so are yours, can we get to the point?

Why? Are you in a hurry? - Yes. - Yes, okay...

Vicenzino... man to man, you have to tell me the whole truth.

Man to man.

I love the girl, but if there's something off, I won't marry her.

Ain't that the truth! As it should be.

Here we are. Gambardella Rosalia, born in Priolo on March 28th, 1943.

Baptized on April 10th, the same year. First communion in 1953.

Exactly, I think up until '56 and '57 there's nothing to worry about.

Yes. In 1959... the aforementioned Gambardella Rosalia reported--

- Well? - ...reported that she was abducted in Bavagliata by two young men

who after taking 20,000 lire from her purse--

They raped her!

No! They beat her until she was bleeding.

Ah! Thank goodness, otherwise...

It was soon established that her ordeal had been completely invented

by the inventive girl who wanted to hide from the family

that she'd used the money to buy shoes and a purse.

It's assumed that this Gambardella girl is a con artist.

Yes, obviously, so far so good. What else have they written?

In 1962 she had a quarrel with one of her peers.

Her adversary was wounded with scissors in the right cheek...

- with recovery after 8 days. - Jealousy! They loved the same man!

No. Because of an argument about Rita Pavone.

See her temperament? You can't slur her favourite singer, Vince!

Anyway, from this we can deduce...

that this Gambardella girl has a violent personality...

Fine, but she was provoked. What else have you got there?

She served for two years in the Musumeci family house

in Catania until August 7th, 1964.

The lady fired her because of... - Because she slept with--

She was sleeping with her husband! - You'll never guess...

Vicenzino, will you cut it out? I'm in no mood for guessing.

When the little boy woke up during the night

the aforementioned Gambardella, to make him sleep,

would make him breathe gas.

You see how clever she is?

One can deduce that she has criminal tendencies.

Okay, fair enough. She shouldn't have done that.

Two months later, the aforementioned Gambardella Rosalia

was employed by a jewelry business.

But was soon fired because the manager caught her in the back--

With a man!

No, she was hiding a packet full of rings, earrings and watches...

She's a thief. Fine, she's a thief.

But what about her morals? Men!

No, no... there's nothing about that.

She's never been engaged, no gossip about it.

One can deduce that the Gambardella girl is truly immaculate.

Yes, yes... Immaculate...

Man to man?

Man to man...

Rosalia!

Rosalia!

I have a little surprise for you.

Let me out. - Please, give her room.

My love, now we can marry. - Yes, yes!

Rosalia!

I know it sounds fake, like a line from a comic book.

But I love you, Monica. You believe me, don't you? - No.

I knew it, because you don't understand.

What I feel for you is true, it's something pure...

not some banal and fleeting attraction.

It's not mere materialism, as you put it. If I only--

If I only wanted a girl to take to bed,

there are many out there, some even more attractive than you!

But it's only you that I want.

Why, tell me, is it just you?

Desiring a woman is nothing shameful.

I have a body, you have a body... - That's precisely it.

That's all you see.

All right, as you wish. No more talking.

Anyway, I feel ridiculous playing the lover boy.

Come on. I'll drive you home. - Are you angry?

If my desire offends you, I'm also offended by your continued refusals.

But I haven't refused you.

Wa... waiter, the bill!

But promise me one thing. - Anything you want, my love, anything.

At midnight you take me home. All right?

At mid... why so early, Monichetta?

Because at that time, Settebello from Milan arrives.

And if I'm not home, you know what'll happen.

I know, couldn't you find an excuse just this once?

Tell him you're sleeping at your mother's house

After all, you have before, haven't you?

Three hours isn't enough. It's already nine o'clock.

No, I'd better not. At midnight, exactly.

All right. - Make sure of it.

Until midnight. But now let's hurry.

Waiter, the bill, please!

At what time did you say this Settebello arrives?

At midnight. - Exactly?

Are you sure? - Yes.

The last time he went to Milan, he returned with that same train.

Ah, yes, and when was that? - A month and a half ago.

Hey!... don't you know they change the timetables every week?

And you're still using the one from a month ago!

You're not very organized, are you? - Where are you going? - To telephone.

Right now? - I'll call 110, that way we'll know

when this Settebello is arriving and we can relax a bit more, eh?

Because if they've brought it forward to 11.30, what then?

Risk everything just to be with me a little longer, eh?

Not that I don't like it, but it's not worth the trouble.

Yes, you're probably right... Enrico, I'll do what you said!

I'll stay here tonight and tomorrow I'll tell him I was at my mother's, eh?

No, Monica, you made me promise I'd have you home by midnight.

Now, be sensible.

You could face an unpleasant situation tomorrow and I'd never forgive myself.

You think I like seeing you leave right now?

Well, not right now.

We have two hours until midnight.

Yes, but time is running out.

Besides, didn't you say he's getting suspicious?

What if he calls your mother and you're not there? - She doesn't have a phone.

You let your mother live in some dive without a phone?

What are you saying?

I gifted my mother a six-bedroom luxury penthouse.

However, it's a new building so they haven't installed the phone lines yet.

Good girl.

You did the right thing to think of your mother.

That was very good of you.

It's only when you're about to lose her, you realise how important a mother is.

What, is your mother...?

She's in a clinic.

She had an operation the day before yesterday. - Did it go well?

Yes. Until yesterday, yes. - And today?

I should've stopped by today to see her.

- And you didn't because of me? - No. Why say that?

Guilt...

Anyway, know I'd rather be with you than with my mother.

I appreciate the thought, however...

if I'd known, I wouldn't have come. - No... What does it matter?

In any case... if I wanted to, there's still time.

Visiting hours at the clinic are until 10.30 and there's still 30 minutes.

Go on then, if you can still make it.

You think I should? - Of course!

Well, maybe it's better not to, because you'd have to be real quick...

- I'll be ready in ten minutes. - Five!

What? - Can't you be ready in five minutes?

Will you at least allow me time to wash my face?

Why do you need to wash your face? Do it at home, I'll take you.

I'll take you to your doorstep, who's going to see?

Washing your face at night is bad for the skin!

Then I'll just dab on some makeup! Rest assured, I won't take long.

You can do your makeup in the car! - What did you say?

Hurry up, look at the clock, I'm going to be late!

Make sure you have everything because I'm not turning around!

Stockings, shoes, purse?

What?! You're not ready? And you sit down.

I haven't washed my face but at least let me put on my stockings, okay?

Your stockings can wait! Put them on in the car, nobody will see!

Hurry up! First you insist I see my mother and now you hold me up!

I'm sorry but you're making me nervous, which will only make it worse.

My blouse is inside out! See?

Don't worry, you can fix it in the car, silly!

My purse! - Here's your purse!

Making me leave like this...

Hold on!

Run, run! It's 10:25, I might not make it to the clinic.

No, my love, you must forgive me. I can't take you or I'll be late.

Why not grab a taxi? There are three nearby.

Of course, for something this important...

If I'd known, I could've washed my face.

What?! Your little face looks great, like you just got out of bed.

Goodbye, darling. - Goodbye, and don't speed! - Yes, love.

Goodbye, Monicuccia. - Best wishes to your mum!

Hey, the knife! - Here.

There we go! These airplane knifes do nothing!

I'm sorry...

Here you are. - Thank you.

Explain why you're visiting a foreign country.

''Going to job.''

WORK

Here's the card.

It goes here, goes here, goes here...

here, already lost track, it's not where you think...

the other cards cover it, there's no cheating, here it is...

Guess where it is, the hands are quicker than the eye...

bet and guess, you might win...

two lose, one win, place your bets...

Thank you! Job's done!

Take care of that jacket, the colours are delicate.

There's a mothball inside, don't lose it.

I'll just grab the tie!

When you're done, give it back to me right away. - Sure, don't worry!

Good luck. - Thanks.

Luigi! We've had a lucky break.

Don Vincenzo leant me the jacket he got married in.

And Mrs. Trecartini, a beautiful stripped tie. - What's come over you?

Nothing, Luigi. Without your beard I hardly recognise you.

I sent your shoes to be repaired. We'll pay with your first week's money.

I've ironed the trousers.

Your T-shirt is a bit dirty, but the shirt will cover that.

Mum, are you done? - It looks good.

Didn't you have any white thread?

How handsome you look shaved, Luigi, like a real gentleman.

The shirt's darned, but the jacket will cover that.

And it's a gorgeous jacket, Luigi, look!

Yes, although my own would do just as well.

No, a bit of class helps. You'll see, today will go great.

First impressions are important.

When they see you they'll say, "we must speak to him first,

someone who looks after himself takes good care of other people's business".

Hopefully. - Of course they will, I'm sure. I feel it, you know?

Luigi, dressed like that nobody could refuse you.

Well shaved, well dressed.

Yes... It took 10 families to make me look like this.

You understand, Luigi?

I'd like to give you the night-watch,

I can see you're a good lad, even well-mannered.

But, that one over there... Did you see him?

You see how low he's sunk?

Tell me, and be honest now...

Who should I give this position to? You or him?

To him.

Some get lots, and some get nothing.

With Zas, the long-lasting wax, everything shines at home.

Oh, what splendor!

Darling, since you've been using Zas, I'm liking the house even more!

Is your child agitated, annoying and restless?

Instead of a spanking, give them Spanke cheese.

The famous buttery cheese made by Spanke de Varese.

Are you tired? Have you been working all day?

Relax with the hobby which combines utility and amusement.

Buy today the self-assembly kit,

which includes all the tools to construct a perfect "Ciclet",

the bicycle without wheels which, used every morning, reduces your waistline.

The waiting kills, doesn't it? - He's been in there for two hours.

At least, I could be assisting. - That would make it worse.

Is this your first time too? - Eh, yes.

Have a cigarette, trust me. - No, thanks.

Dad... I've graduated! 98 votes out of 110.

Bravo!

Hold these.

Claudio Villa, Doctor of Law. Thank you.

Your first business card... Who is it for?

To you, of course. Here. - Thank you.

Doctor, can we go? - Yes.

How'd it go? - 98. Excellent. - Congratulations. - Good luck, lads.

Good for him.

Fancy a mozzarella? - Thanks.

Seen the diploma? Signed by the great rector himself.

Who'd like some more? Don't be shy!

A pastry? - Thanks very much.

Out here, anyone interested?

You, cavalier?

Thanks. We had some, but since we're celebrating... - We have plenty!

If only poor Nunzia were here... - Yes. - Are these cream? - Yes.

Her poor soul, she would've been so excited!

Are these with chocolate? - Chocolate.

She's watching us from up there.

How long until the wedding? - As soon as Claudio settles down with a job.

Only a matter of months... They'll get married and, finally, I can retire.

I can retire to my small village, Vetralla. I'll come visit you--

Shall we discuss how Claudio will manage?

Gladly, commendatore. - Have you any definite plans?

Well, the license offers so many possibilities.

So much so that I'm not worried. - I understand. Nothing on the horizon.

However, I've talked to a friend of mine about a contract

taking Claudio as an agent. 120,000 a month, plus expenses.

Well, Claudio's a graduate, his qualifications must be recognised.

Are you wine tasting? This one's yours.

The big firms will be fighting over him,

our friend promised he would consider taking advantage of his studies.

You must realise that a graduate with 98 votes out of 100...

Actually 110. - What do you care--

I see, if you're all happy... I was only asking because of my daughter.

No hard feelings. - For heaven's... - May I make a quick phone call?

As it happens, the telephone is just below the diploma!

Mister, do you want some? Mister, mister!

What's with "mister"? It's Doctor! She hasn't gotten used to it.

Put it on your schedule, urgent! Of course, in Stockholm--

Stockholm?!

If you immediately pay the infraction of 1000 lire--

It's a fine, not an infraction! He who commits an infraction pays a fine.

Call it what you like, I only need to know if you're going to pay or not.

Well, no, I'm not paying. I'm not paying because I've committed no infraction.

Look, officer, it's not about the money and I'll prove it--

Not even with intent do we pay anything.

- Because I know the law, and plenty. - He studied Jurisprudence for four years.

Then he should know it's forbidden to cross when the light is red.

I crossed when it was yellow and that's not forbidden.

- Are you sure? - Certainly, it's obvious.

Right, then we're paying nothing. Let's see how this turns out.

Bad day for you, officer.

You thought you had two ordinary pedestrians but we're both graduates!

Claudio Villa... - Dr. Claudio Villa, if you don't mind.

Yes, write, write, but I know I'm correct. And I'll even prove it to you.

Look, your job is to stand up for others...

Listen to me... Did you think he couldn't defend himself?

Especially with all these witnesses!

Pass me the pencil. - This is yours.

Alright. The pencil, the pencil.

You asked for this! I'm sorry, but you asked for this!

Listen... hold on.

Let's go. - His father's testimony will be sufficient.

Come on, dad, let's get out of here.

The father of a lawyer! - We're in the right, leave it, OK?

Look at him whistling away.

Come on, proceed, my dear Pira.

Here... sort this out at once. - Yes, counselor.

Have you ever seen a case where the two parties are related?

The thing is that Commendatore Anselmi says that in a sense

you'd assured him. - Words! It's the facts that count.

And the facts say that the case is lost to us.

It's that simple. Why not face up to it?

Well, counselor, regarding this brief, I would say that...

No! Don't say anything.

All you are to do is copy out what's written there... that's all!

Of course, counselor.

Say, Pira... could you do me a favour?

Gladly, counselor.

Call the bar and ask them to send me a cappuccino and a cheese roll.

Of course, counselor.

No, no, it's great. Better in the military than a lawyer's servant.

Anyway, it had to be done sooner or later.

Training for two more months, six months to my first paycheck

and in October it's the contest to enter the judiciary.

Eh, Fiorella, get your wedding dress ready, we're almost there!

It's been ready for five years. - Yes...

Your father gave me this for you. The fine you wouldn't pay.

He says you must make your mind up. It's reached 15,000 lire.

Not worth bothering about. Alfio, the bill.

Don't worry. Once I'm free, I'll sort it out.

A year from now I'll be a judge and will I pay fines? Get real!

Pizza, a beer and a coffee... 5200 lire?

Well, maybe he added my debt to the tally.

Yes, damn it, he shouldn't have, I'll talk to him now.

Thanks.

Please believe me, director, sir. He's a deserving lad.

Just think, among 6000 contestants

for application to the judiciary, he arrived at 121st place...

Excellent, I congratulate you. It's a serious and dignified career.

The judiciary is the backbone of the nation.

Yes, but I'm trying to say, 121st-- - Very good, very good.

But there were only 100 vacancies.

This is why I'm here to beg you...

if you would be so kind, is there some sort of position

here with us in your legal office?

Here?

My dear Pira, offices like this are the Refugium Peccatorum of the nation...

"...of the nation".. - The firm is full, as you know,

in your section alone we have an archivist that graduated in medicine.

It would've been nice to have my son here.

Not that he's lacking in offers, you understand.

His father-in-law insist to hire him in insurance,

but for a graduate like him--

I must tell you, insurance is a growing field

because people have realised that you can die at any moment.

A career with a great future. Insurance is...

The future of the nation. - Precisely!

Anyway, I thank you again. - For heaven's sake, there's no need.

Given that, as you said, we could die at any time,

if there should occur a vacancy at our legal firm...

I'll keep your son in mind. - Thank you.

Let's hope for the best.

Yes? - Good morning, dad.

Good morning, Fiorella.

It's uncomfortable here, because of us.

Please, I'm very comfortable.

Besides, alone in that matrimonial bed, I sometimes felt such melancholy...

Listen, I overheard your husband on the phone with a lawyer...

- Yes, a friend of his. - Ah, then he's no fool.

Because I heard at one point that he has to go to court...

Yes. A small case, nothing important.

And you tell me nothing?!

At first, any little case is important.

I was sure that getting married would bring you good luck.

A little case... well, it's a start...

Couldn't you help him with-- - No, sorry, please be patient.

Don't worry. Everything will be fine.

Excu-- Oh! Excuse me.

I'm looking for my son. That young man, the lawyer.

We're first up. They always start with an acquittal.

In light of Articles 482 and 488 of the Penal Code,

the defendant Pina Claudio is found guilty of a fraudulent fine,

offensiveness to a public official and continuous vilification of authority.

Sentenced to ten days' imprisonment, suspended, for contempt of court

and to 52,000 lire in fines plus costs.

With the the caveat that if such a sum is not paid within the period proscribed,

the accumulation of the pecuniary penalty will result in criminal punishment.

If you need the money...

No, no, thanks. I've some left from the last you gave me.

But that contest...

Shouldn't you be preparing for that contest at the Ministry of Finance?

I was, but I'm over the age limit.

Right, you're now 32.

It'll be better, you'll see. The State pays badly.

Now I've got my eye on a good opportunity.

Oh, yes? - I have an interview today.

I think now I'll be settled.

Dad...

Fiorella told me that you've sold your share of the firm to Petralla. - Yes.

You shouldn't have.

You should think of your old age.

This is my old age.

Pay attention Emiliano, you're lagging behind.

Can I get you anything? See if you're comfortable now?

WOMEN

Pencil.

Brush No.6.

- Shadow. - Blue or black?

Black. It's the most fitting.

You must've wondered how I could live so long with an old man, didn't you?

Indeed, I did.

No, Renato, no. It wasn't a matter of mere self-interest.

In my case it was also a mission...

Old people are so much in need of affection.

I don't know...

maybe because when I was young I never knew my grandparents...

Happy?

No, when he was alive I had no regrets.

Yes, people weren't kind to me, even his family misjudged me.

But I... I felt useful.

Although... although, yes, let's be frank...

I was a kept woman! A sort of...

Forgive me... a monogamous whore!

No, no! Please don't. - Tell it like it is, okay?

But at least, it was something.

No, no, don't talk this way.

Let me talk, it does me good.

You see? People are quick to condemn a woman for what she receives.

However they never weigh up on the balance what she gives.

What did I get? Some furs, some jewels, a small house.

Didn't you live in a villa?

A small one.

Ah, what I had to pay for these few small things...

I had to give up happiness, love.

I had to give you up.

Sure, I could've cheated on him, seen you on the side.

Finally! - Unfortunately, I'm a loyal creature.

That's why I looked for you only after his death.

And as soon as I received your letter, I came immediately to be with you.

You're very sweet.

Perhaps it would've been better if he'd lived than making me weep.

Now, what am I?

Where do I fit in in the world? And in society...

I'm a wife or a widow...

Or a lover...

and a concubine?

I'm just a woman... a poor helpless woman.

Why do you say this?

You're forgetting that I'm here with you.

We're still young and we can... we must be happy.

Now you're free, understand? Free!

Free... you said free, didn't you?

- Yes, of course. - I thought so too.

This was why I wrote to you. But, oh God...

His body was still warm...

there were still tears in my eyes...

the shadow of a grim reaper still hovered on the gilded walls of my prison...

when another patron appeared.

Older, more miserly, more hideously rich than the first.

He appeared to take advantage of my loneliness,

of my weakness, of my need to fill this void that seemed unsolvable.

My ears still ring to the sound of unwelcome proposals.

Of indecent requests that would put me back in the same mortifying situation

from which I had just freed myself.

And you... have accepted?

What can a poor, helpless woman do?

Yes, yes, of course, there'll be a few furs, a jewel or two...

Another little villa?

Oh yes, but how much will these few things cost me?

You'll probably never understand what it costs me to give you up.

Farewell, Renato.

And thank you for being so understanding.

Please, I told you I'm a loyal creature

My love, my love. - Come on, Renato. Try to understand me.

Yes, I'm trying. I'm trying, however...

He's very old, his health isn't the best.

Who knows?

If anything terrible should happen, I'll write to you.

In fact, I'll send a telegram. - That's it, better a telegram. Urgent!

Renato, I'll be living with him but close to you.

As if I'm in that seat...

Take me with you, and never leave me again.

That one girl is here everyday, and she still hasn't learned!

Maybe she's good dancing but she flirts thinking she's still a teenager.

If she's happy...

What happened to you?! - Car accident!

When was this?

The day before yesterday.

He's studying Pharmacy.

An old man's job, but he's young, preparing laxatives for grannies...

Shitty life! I get goosebumps.

The same thing happens to me with anyone who's got a degree.

And with all this time, do you know what you'll do?

Well... I'll do some traveling around the world.

I don't especially enjoy it, but they say it helps to learn languages.

See you later...

Hi, Lucilla.

A little friend? - Well, I met her at the taster.

I've stopped, you know? Because of the Chianti. These tastings make you fat.

She needs to be careful, she's already carrying too much, poor dear.

Shall we go?

It seems to me the atmosphere here is getting stale.

There are more people here than at the stadium on Sunday.

You should see the cars parked outside, the number of cheap cans is scary.

Check out the old man breaking the dance-floor.

Maestro! Maestro! Play a waltz for the old folk!

Come on, darling!

Bloody hell! Excuse me.

Forget about it. - I can't get used to your car.

I've become so used to daddy's Ferrari.

I'll never get my license.

They ask you about the carburetor, the timer, all the dirty stuff inside.

I'd turn the Colosseum into a nice swimming pool.

Rimini is an ordeal.

Portofino has become so cheap.

Capri... it'll always be a colony of the British Empire.

I'll end up with just a small reunion in Ostia.

Come to find out, it has become the most chic beach in Europe.

What is it? Is this the moment for the obligatory tenderness?

A school friend of mine used to live here.

I remember the caretaker was fat and unfriendly.

He's still here, unfortunately.

I can't tell you how vulgar he is. The sooner he's sacked the better.

What time is it? It's late! Come on.

When does curfew start? Are your folks strict?

Domesticated animals aren't tamer than my parents.

Of course if one is weak they take advantage.

- It all depends how you deal with them. - Okay, mine are the same...

Daddy and mummy say nothing, but tomorrow morning is busy.

At 8am, tennis. At 10am, the dressmaker. At noon, meeting for an aperitif.

Bye, Giangi. - Bye, Carola.

No. Not here. I'm too bourgeois, bye!

Good night, Carola. See you tomorrow.

Good night.

Goddammit! - No! Not in the face, no!

What hour is this to come home? Shameful hussy!

I told you, no later than 9.30pm, didn't I?

But daddy... - Don't call me "daddy"!

Yes, daddy, I won't call you daddy... - Don't call me "daddy"!

I'm your father and I want some respect.

Is that you, Carolina? - Yes, mummy.

If you have a nose-bleed, wipe it with vinegar. - Yes.

I'll straighten you up one slap at a time!

Have you forgotten that tomorrow is Saturday? You gotta sweep the stairs!

Hello?

Is that you, Giangi?

What a nice nighttime thought.

No. I haven't turned in yet.

I'm drinking the last whiskey.

What's that?

It's the last record I was given. A spiritual.

"Sleep, boy".

You don't know it? "Sleep, boy".

It gives me the blues.

Tonight... I wish you were here with me.

What are you doing now?

That's funny...

You saying you were sleepy.

Thank you, madam.

That one's just my kind... - Why not ask her?

Sounds loud and strong, doesn't it?

Madam!

If we knew each other better, you know what I'd ask you?

No, I don't.

It's difficult because we aren't on first-name terms.

If you really wanted, we can be on first-name terms.

- Come on, let's split! - Where to?

You trust me enough, don't you?

- Maybe we'd better go back-- - Don't worry, Diana. Come on, let's go.

Where are you taking me? Don't you find this too hasty?

Are you always like this? - No, Diana. Don't misjudge me.

I know we hardly know each other, but

there's something I must ask you.

May I?

Let's hear it.

Promise me you won't say no.

That depends.

May I take a spin in your Jaguar?

At least once.

Listen to that beast! Listen!

Wait, wait a moment, the comb!

Please, you go first!

Just like that, you Nordic blondie...

"INCREASING THE AMOUNT OF THE NATIONAL DEBT

"AGRICULTURE HIT FOR 30 MILLION" - What do we care?

"NAPLES' CENTER FORWARD SUSPENDED FOR ONE MATCH"

It's the end of the world!

Napoli's centre forward suspended for one match.

CITIZENRY, STATE AND CHURCH

HELP INDIA

What does it say?

H-e-l-p

I-n-d-i-a.

Suspend the acquisition of the Miesis' shares.

The title deeds for the 2000 hectares in the name of Castelluccia

must be completed by day's end. Advert the notary.

Create immediately a new limited liability company for the acquisition

of the share portfolio from the real estate construction.

Advise the law offices.

Get the Director of Roman Credit on the phone, immediately.

I won't have time to eat at home. Advise the restaurant.

The glasses are in your jacket pocket. Moron...

Glass of water and pills.

Move to five o'clock the phone call with New York.

Set for the 27th the Board of Directors meeting.

You well know, Director, that we could have deposited our capital

in much better banks. We used your Institute for reasons you well know.

Excuse me... Good! Make reservations for the flight to Amsterdam.

As I was saying, since there are no matching funds,

there's no point in doing business with you.

Excuse me a moment. No! Tell the senator I'm not here.

Until later, Director. I hope, for your sake, that I was clear.

We're now crossing the Miglio Bridge famous for Constantine's victory over Mazenzius.

for which appeared the cross with the inscription "In Hoc Signo Vinces" in 312AD.

Built 2000 years ago, this is the oldest Roman bridge.

On your right, you can now admire the Victory Bridge.

The most modern bridge in Rome

with seven arches and 210 meters in length.

Built recently with the most advanced technology.

At the moment, unfortunately, it is not transitable...

because the pillars gave way and the central arch was crumbling.

Grandma!

Grandma, grandma, what about us? - Behave, go back to the house.

I'll be back soon, since you're the oldest, heat some water on the stove, eh?

Prefecture.

Press.

Senate. - Senate.

War veterans. - Ministry of Entertainment.

Firemen. - Priesthood.

Chamber of Deputies.

Housing. - Housing.

RAI TV. - RAI TV.

Diplomatic Corps.

Supermarket. - Vatican.

Publishers. - Good habits.

And in addition to all these natural beauties

that abound from the Alps to the island of Pantelleria

are the millions of tourists who come from all over the world

and we must remember the particular colours of our countryside,

the calmness of our climate, the sweetness of our fruits,

the abundance of our crops and the warmth of our people.

So it is that our beloved land under the guidance of the government that

represents us all, and with the aid of Divine Providence,

this is and will always be the sunshine country.

The land of beauty, the land blessed by God.

Italy is the shape of a boot.

Please, go. - No, no sir. You can't park there!

Take care of it, OK? - No parking here, none!

I'll be right back. - The others can't get out!

Five minutes, six tops. I have to get a residency certificate.

- Isn't anyone here? - The ushers are gone for coffee.

If you're declaring the birth of a child, I can act as witness.

No, thanks. Where do they give out residency certificates?

Don't know, those don't require witnesses.

LIFT - MAXIMUM 4 PERSONS. OUT OF ORDER.

Hey, excuse me!

To collect a residency certificate?

On the fifth floor. - Ah, the fifth floor.

CLOSED FOR MAINTENANCE.

May I? Excuse me.

CLOSED FOR MAINTENANCE.

No, no. Add the peas too. Four hundred grams is enough.

Listen... - The small ones. - Listen... With sauce, yes.

Residency certificates-- - With tomatoes, yes.

Yes, I'm paying. Down the corridor, on the left. - Bon appetit...

No, no, I'll think about it. I'm close to the market.

Excuse me, where are residency certificates?

I told you, at the end on the left.

But... I went to the end, took the left and ended up here.

At the end on the left, but not so far!

Is that it? You won't give me more help? - No!

Then, I should try again?

MECHANICAL WRITING CENTER, APPLICATIONS/CERTIFICATES

Application for certificates.

Next in line. Name? - Lamborecchia, Attilio.

"L" is the next window. - What?

Here we only go up to "C".

And you couldn't...? - I can't - You can't...

Next in line. Name?

No, no, join the queue, join the queue. Like everyone else.

Thanks. - Don't mention it.

Next in line. - Lamborecchia, Attilio. - The stamped document!

Sorry, what stamped document?

Doesn't the machine take care of it?

Yes, but we must insert the paper so the machine can take care of everything.

Nobody has a spare sheet, eh? Where can I get the stamped document?

Where do you buy cigarettes?

I know I can buy it at a corner store, but...

Is there no one here who's organized? - It's forbidden. Next in line.

Understood.

Hey, be nice, please...

You again? At the end on the left! At the end but not too far!

No, I found the window, I just don't want to go to the shop...

I only have Kent cigarettes. - No, I need a stamped document.

Only Kents, 3,50. Any transistors, eh?

No, I need the stamped document. Where can I get one without going to the shop?

The usher upstairs. - Did it have to take so long?

Madam! Where's the usher? - Gone for coffee.

But where? - The corner shop, you'll probably find him there.

I'm only trying to find him to avoid going to the shop!

Excuse me.

Madam, two sheets of paper for a stamped document, please.

Where's the officer now?

Maybe he's gone for coffee too...

There's no more good conscience.

Simply for being kind, it's going to cost me 100 lire.

And then he thanked me and left.

Eight hours a day, impossible.

A shorter working week and fewer hours, or else we go on strike.

A sheet of paper for a stamped document, please.

Which type of paper do you want? The 200 or the 400?

What do you say? - Nothing, what should I say?

I need it for a certificate of residency.

This'll cover it. Take a sheet of 200 and two 100 stamps.

This way, if you need the 400, you can add the stamps.

Of course. I'll apply them.

Excuse me.

They've got a miniature shop over here, excuse me!

On this line it says first name, surname, where you live...

Here it is. - You need the 400 lire one.

Eh?! - 400 lire.

What are you doing? - I'm applying them.

That's not enough, you must cancel the form with the proper postmark.

Okay, okay. Cancel it, completely cancel it.

I don't have the postmark. - Then who can cancel it? - Room 328.

How is it possib...?

-328? - 328!

I'll be right back. - Otherwise we'd be worried...

Room 328? - Opposite.

But... it's closed.

They've moved because the roof collapsed. - I see.

And where are they now? - Temporarily downstairs, in the basement.

Thanks very much. - My pleasure.

And is the basement where it should be?

Yes. I believe so.

328.

Is nobody here?

What do you want?

May I? - Come in, come in.

I need a postmark to cancel some stamps, please.

I'd be happy to. - Thanks.

What have you lost?

The cancellation postmark. - Ah, this is going great.

Where's it usually kept? - Son of a bitch...

Ah, here it is! - That's a relief.

So, where are these stamps?

I put them here... ah, here they are.

Come on. Here, here's the pad.

Thanks a lot. - My pleasure.

Here they are. Cancelled.

Thank you. - Next.

But there's nothing written on it.

Come on. - Wait a minute. There's nothing written on it.

The machine's made a mistake. It hasn't printed anything.

You do not reside in Rome.

But... how's this possible, I ask you? I've lived here since I was born.

The machine says no.

Well, I say yes. I should know, no?

The machine is infallible, it never makes mistakes. Next.

How can that be?

So, can you tell me where do I reside?

The machine only knows that you do not reside in Rome,

if you want to know where you reside, write to every municipality in Italy.

To every municipality? That'll take me a year.

If I don't reside in Rome, how come I get all my tax demands?

Must be an error. - But I pay them.

Taxes are not within our competency.

Thank goodness.

Listen, can I give it a try?

So much use... a fresh pair of hands... - The machine doesn't make mistakes!

Next.

You're lucky you managed to obtain it.

What luck? It says here I was born in 1806 and am named Lucia.

So long, madam.

I have all the papers, they won't accept it because I lack a beard in the photo.

-Where's my car? - It was towed away. - Where to?

To the pound. - To the pound?

Which floor is that?

Thank you!

FAMILY

Do you want some meat?

No. Mum says I've already had mine.

Closed up well, Mimi? - Totally. Including the alarm.

My dear, can't you see you're getting a cold? Here, use my handkerchief.

No, it's nothing, mother. It's the change of seasons.

Mrs. Spaziani phoned to ask about the renewal

and I told her you were away for business. Was I right?

That's right. - Tomorrow we'll confront her.

There's a breeze coming from this side that could make you worse.

Good evening.

Good evening. - And she even dares to stare,

with all that make-up, looking like a mask. Giving you puppy eyes...

What eyes? - Yes, the ones that can read your thoughts. Believe me.

Yes, me of all people. - Why not? You're fine, she'd go for it, trust me.

Think of the shame a woman like that would bring to our house...

It'd be the death of me! With the little time I have left.

What are you doing, mummy? Acting like a little baby?

You'll outlive me, for sure.

You think that, at my age, knowing it would hurt you so badly

I would go around chasing skanks?

I'm staying with you. I didn't leave you when I was young,

despite loving Luisa very much.

She was a bitch. Listen to your mother.

If you say so, mother.

Mimi, shall we order two pizzas from down the block? Eh?

Yes, a small pizza would be good.

Would it be better if we ate the macaroni left over from this morning?

This morning's was yesterday's.

But, but... did that gentleman sign that letter to you?

Yes, of course, I've got it here.

For one month, 50,000... for two, 100,000.

Very good, Mimi. You were always precise and exact like me.

And the one who's coming tomorrow morning to reclaim his ring will hear:

"The object has been sold." Why?

"Because we cannot have expenses for unpaid debts..."

Enough said. At ten o'clock or bust!

Mimi, that man is worth at least half a million.

And we leant him 200,000 lire, do you think he'll be late in coming?

Mother, mother, you have get up a little later tomorrow morning.

You are of a certain age. I'm coming down with a cold myself.

This is what we'll do: the shop will open an hour and a half late.

About 11 or 11.30, eh? - Bravo, Mimi, you always have an answer.

My son, you'll go far. My lost love however...

Bless his soul, daddy was good.

He was a dummy.

If you say so, mother.

I feel so sorry for this beggar.

Have you something? I've only 20 lire.

No, I don't have anything.

Good evening. - Good evening.

Yes, the nearest village is Civarolla, it's 8 kilometers away

Filomena! Bring a chair for this gentleman.

On foot it takes an hour. - Do you go to Civarolla often?

Not often, just when we need something or in an emergency.

Carmelo! Bring some wine.

I went on Tuesday, because of the fair.

Does the village have a cinema? - Yes, yes, of course.

It has a show every Sunday. - And do you go?

No, that's something for people with money. Us...

Rosetta, why's Gesualdo crying?!

Would you like a TV? - Yes, obviously I'd like one.

We can't even afford a radio.

So, with no cinema, no TV and no radio, what do you do in the evening?

How do you spend your free time?

Madam?! Is that you?!

Mother recovered so I've returned.

What time did sir come in?

I don't know exactly, I was in my bed.

But... what are you going to do? Are you going to wake him?

None of your business!

5, 4, 3, 2, 1...

Silvio!

Erminia. Oh, sweet mother!

Silvio! What the hell are you doing?

Me? - What's going on?

Where? - How... ? You deny it.

I deny it?

What? Her?

And I thought you were serious. You had me worried there.

- Who's she? - What? - Her. - My wife. - No! - Ah, no?

- Did you know she was coming? - No.

You shouldn't put me in situations like this.

Madam, forgive me. - I don't know you!

May I, Erminia? Mrs. Clochard--

No! What's this woman doing in our bedroom?

What do I know?

I come home to find you with another woman in my bedroom, in my bed,

and all you can say is "How do I know?" Not even an excuse?!

But you haven't given me a moment to explain!

You burst in, with crazy hair and crazy eyes!

You started screaming, I nearly had a heart attack!

All without knowing the why and the what! - But, the why of what?!

It's quite clear to me! You're in bed with a prostitute--

Erminia!

Let's not show ourselves for what we really are.

Go ahead, come on, let's hear what you've got to say for yourself.

Will you please tell her?

Madam, what can I tell you? I'm mortified.

He told me that at the moment you are separated.

Ah, yes, eh? Separated?

Well, yes. Weren't we separated? Momentarily.

You were out busy! - What's that got to do with anything?

What's that got to do, she says. Of course it does.

Would you pass me that slipper, please, Erminia?

Regardless, the whole thing is absurd. You deny the evidence.

No! Firstly, I have never denied the presence of the lady in my bed.

Secondly, I say to you: Yes, Erminia, I was wrong.

Ah! Just like that? - Sorry, what else can I say?

Appreciate at least my sincerity and my good faith.

Even so, dear Erminia, I don't believe you're right.

Well, bravo. Because according to you, I could just be wrong?!

- Let's look objectively at the facts... - Yes, yes. Let's look at them.

You go away, leaving me alone and wonder why I look for a little company.

According to you, Erminia,

can a man of my age live alone without... a little human warmth

... a little affection? - I only left yesterday.

So what? It's in those first moments one feels the most solitude.

Forgive me. You go away and are nowhere to be seen.

You're incredible. My mother is ill and I shouldn't go to see her?

Who was stopping you? Did I say anything?

You must admit that you reason like a madwoman.

First you cry, you run off to your mother

but instead of staying with her you immediately turn back!

But my mother was okay. - Ah, even better. How very convenient.

Madame Clochard, should a woman of 70 with blood pressure of 50 be left alone?

Eh, no... - You don't speak--

Not only that, you're a liar. - Me?!

No, who, me?

Forgive me. You told me you'd be there until Saturday.

Is that what you said, yes or no? Answer!

If you must know, I received an anonymous call.

Hey, now! She finally admits it.

Bravo, what splendid confidence you showed in my regard.

After 15 years of marriage in which we shared joys and sorrows.

You don't believe in your husband, but you believe a call from a stranger!

Mara! Get up and hurry off. It's clear you're not welcome here.

Get up, quickly. If you'd be so kind.

Erminia, will you turn around, please? She's embarrassed.

I could've accepted anything, but not in my bed!

First of all, Erminia, we were both on my side.

And in the end, it's all you really care about, isn't it? Your bed.

Because if I'd taken her to the woods or in some hotel, you wouldn't care...

Look, Erminia, I could try to tell you nothing happened between me and the lady.

What's that?

So what? Imagine, we still talk to each other on formal terms.

Here, Mara. Your stockings. - Thanks.

I don't want to give you this satisfaction.

Still, you wouldn't believe me.

Do you believe me? - No! - See, what did I say?

Instead, I believed you.

I believed that you'd be back Saturday, otherwise I wouldn't be in this mess.

But not you. You believe other people.

You believe anonymous callers.

And you drop in here with sadistic pleasure,

to catch me in a humiliating situation.

And you greatly enjoy yelling: "Silvio, what are you up to?!"

Don't you have eyes?

It's vile, you know. Believe me, Erminia.

In a sense, she's not entirely wrong--

Is she butting in now, too?! - Quiet, don't interfere.

It's the lack of trust, Erminia.

This is what hurts the most.

That's why your poor father fled to America,

disgusted by your mother's lack of understanding--

Dad was a fiend who ran off with a harlot!

But how can I be... the husband of a woman who badmouths her father?

Look at this... I'm lacking a button here.

I ask you, can't you even sew a button for me? No, no...

This isn't really about the button.

It's symptomatic of a woman's lack of concern for the man she lives with.

We have two maids, if I'm not mistaken.

You think maids substitute for a wife? In bed, perhaps... - What did you say?!

Is she a maid?! - This is such a horrid scene, Erminia.

Offensive... humiliating... you think you're wonder woman...

But I know the reason why you can't control yourself.

This prosopopoeia of yours. Money!

Yes, madam! It's comfortable living that erodes all emotion.

The otter, the mink, another mink, the astrakhan...

the villa, the swimming pool, the Maseratti, the accursed millions!

Pretty! Why don't you buy me one like this?

What are you doing?! Put that fur down. Get dressed.

If my millions bothered you so much before we were married,

you could've refused my dowry! - Going to act all smug, are we?

Why not proclaim it to the whole world?

You've given me everything, I've given you nothing!

Why not?! Isn't it the truth? What have you given me?!

Nothing.

I've given you nothing.

You've never understood me at all.

I gave you my youth, and you wasted it.

Come on. Madame Clochard, let's go.

Madam, I understand. I'm married too.

What the-- What are you saying? Let's go!

You'll never know the wrong you've done to me!

Silvio! - No, Erminia. Don't worry...

I'll be back for dinner.

I know how to forgive.

Come on, Marina, please.

Keep your eyes open, eh? Be ready.

What about me? - Listen, be useful on Sunday at least.

Help your mother, won't you?!

And who's helping me?

The nonsense I have to put up with.

Come here, behind me, hold on and follow me.

All set?

Come on... come on!

You see? You see? No... let's leave it. It's too dangerous here.

Look, we've come out for a reason, haven't we?

I work all week,

and on Sunday I want to enjoy buying an ice cream to these kids.

Look, now's our chance. Come on Michele, now we're in luck, let's go.

Ready. Stick close to me. Let's go.

Stick close to me, you!

No, let's try over there.

That's it.

Come here, Peppi.

What are you doing? - Where are you going with that child?

Eh! Do you take me for a sidewalk?

So long, handsome! - Even the old lady?! - I can't! - Yes, you can.

This way. This way.

Come here you! What are you up to?

Come here. That kid drives me up the wall.

Mummy, we can get through here!

Are you mad? It could move at any moment. Come here.

Let's go.

I'm very sorry, but we must go through here.

Come on. Chin up, mum.

Oh, sorry.

Adelina! Adelina, I'm scared!

Relax, it's going well. Stick close to me.

Miss, miss, I can take you in my car. I have a record player, you know?

Creeping up on teens now? - What're you doing, wrecking my car?!

Be grateful I only punched your roof, I should punch you in the mouth.

What are you-- I only have two hands!

Stop. Stop!

This is not fair.

They should let pedestrians cross by car.

Come on, Marina. Where's Michele?

What happened to him? - Dad stayed on the other side.

- Ah, he already crossed, good! - No, he hasn't even moved.

Where is he?

Cross!

Damn you! You make me despair!

No, the poor thing. Don't nag him. He's in such a bad way.

You must realise not everyone is as good as you at crossing.

I understand. I'm going back for him. Wait here, we'll go when I come back.

Be right back, OK? - Let's pray to St Christopher. - Mummy! - Stop!

Doris! Look out! Stop! Doris!

My love, come with me. - Yes, yes. - Don't look. - I won't look--

It's better if I do!

What are you, scared? - Yes!

- My son! - Mother. - We made it.

A crash, who would've thought? - What are you doing, lunatic?

You must be crazy! Why brake so suddenly?

Because the cop blew his whistle!

And you brake every time a cop blows his whistle?

Yes, because he was whistling at me. - Lies!

You drove into him so it's your fault, isn't it?

And who are you? - I'm a pedestrian, I saw it all and will testify, sorry.

You're taking advantage because this lowlife won't stand up for himself.

Lowlife?! Where do you get the nerve? - I'm on your side, sir. Now, behave.

Stop acting out and get in your car with your whore, the poor thing.

I'll have you know this is my wife.

Your wife? Don't make me laugh.

Come on, let's go... - Don't marry him, doll, he deserves it!

Take her away! - One moment, let me cross!

Adelina, the shoe, Adelina!

What?! - I lost my shoe in the road.

Why didn't you say so earlier? - I said, but nobody was listening.

When you're old, the sooner you die, the better!

Calm, I'll go...

Stop. Oi, you bastard!

Look what's left of it. I'll buy you some new ones.

Mummy, we're getting a ticket. - Be quiet!

Excuse me, what ticket? - Obscene act in a public place.

What obscene act? - That of the child. - Him having a wee is an obscene act?

I'm sorry, dogs do it in the street and you don't fine them, do you?

It's 1000 lire. - To me? What have I done?

It was him. Stefano, give the gentleman 1000 lire.

Good, that's better.

Come on.

What am I even doing here?

We made it, eh? Where's the ice cream?

Let's ask this one...

Six "coppe del nonno".

Out of stock, but we have strawberry cones.

No, not strawberry, because... my kids have...

They can't handle it.

- I can't either. - So... - I just don't eat it.

No, I mean, what should we do now? - Go to the other bar, Bar Tabacchi.

Where's that? - It's new.

On the other side of the street. Opposite.

Opposite?

Adelina, you're discouraged, eh?

No.

I was getting too tired. - Sleep it off tomorrow.

Whose package is this? Is it yours, Anto'? - Yes.

Don't forget anything! You, hold this.

I can carry another one. Come on, let's get off.

Don't steal my pillow!

Hold on... - What?

The newspaper...

Wait! The bread.

The homemade bread...

Stockholm!

Good grief...

Is this the way to the center? - Boh!

What a freezing Sunday.

Walk, walk. - Is that the center?

Let's go this way. - A short stroll. Come on, come on.

The place we're working tomorrow has to be on the other side.

Come, get a move on!

This is nicer. - Phooey.

"Nicer"... It's all the same here...

You see? The signs here are the same as back home.

Yes, but with a double "p". - Because they're ignorant...

Oh! Hey, mister!

Is there somewhere we can get warm and have something to eat?

Something to eat!

Let him alone. - He didn't even stop.

Pity. Maybe he knew somewhere where we could have some entertainment.

This way, this way, come this way!

Maybe we'll find the women now! They must be somewhere.

A bar?! It means we're eating! - We'll ask them to make us some spaghetti.

What do you want? An ice cream?

Finally, some warmth, I couldn't stand it anymore!

Excuse us, can we come in? - Of course we can!

I'll have a focaccia. - Sure, they'll give you focaccia. - Waiter...

Eggs. You do eggs? Eh... Cock-a-doodle-doo?

This girl thinks you're nice!

Come on miss, gather round the glasses. - We're paying tonight!

What's going on here? Does nobody speak up?

There must be a song you know. Eh, "chansone", "chanson"...