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Ouch! They hurt!

What are those two doing? Why aren't they here?

-Go away! -No!

One of my stockings unfastened.

Did you have to start wearing a garter belt today?

You're wearing high heels and you can't walk in them!

-Leave, I'll never go out with you! -Let's go, they don't care about us.

No, I want to see who you two have a date with.

I'll tell Romolo and Salvatore and they'll hit you.

Their brothers clobber!

You're right, don't go. That way you'll get clobbered!

-We have a date with them. -Here they are.

-Let's run, those two hit hard! -Hi, beautiful.

-Which direction is the wind blowing? -That way.

-It's a sea wind, it's salty. -Your finger is dirty!

-Idiot! -Which road shall we take?

The one that takes you to the madhouse!

-Darn you and your cart! -Goodbye, boys.

Goodbye!

You left us waiting in the street for half an hour.

Excuse us. We took the car to get here faster.

But we got stuck because there was no wind.

I am tired, we've been walking for two hours. I'll sit here.

Don't go behind the bush, I want to see you.

Don't listen to your brother, let's sit in the shade.

This sun is hot.

Let's go sit in the shade.

What were you saying, Salvatore?

A man like me, having lived a long time,

ends up being tired of all these women.

You've had that many?

-How many? -I don't keep count, but there were many.

That's why I feel the need to have some purity next to me.

I don't always want to be treated like a kid.

You are a kid! You played in the courtyard up until yesterday.

-Darn! -Come here.

Don't tickle me!

Is it true that boys your age like older girls?

Hold on.

-Why do you ask me that? -You seem bored when you're with me.

It's what you say! Come here, little one.

You still have to learn how to kiss.

This is the first time we've been alone together.

That's true.

When you went out with all those girls,

did you kiss them right away or did you make them wait?

Right away! I didn't give them time to say good morning.

-You were a fast one. -Very fast. Lightning!

I remember one. Her name was Anita Baldini. Beautiful!

Smoochers!

Go on! We insist! You're alone!

Bite him!

Where are Romolo and my sister? If I get him…

Those two have disappeared!

Were they talking to you? What were you and Marisa doing?

-And what were you doing? -We were talking.

-About what? -Lots of things. What do you care?

All right.

-Anna Maria! -Marisa!

-Let's go home. -Come on.

-Why? -I know why!

-Run! -Go on! Hurry!

-Get moving! -Easy!

-My shoe! -You'll put it on at home.

Doorman!

Is someone looking for me?

Yes. He read the sign, "I'll be right back."

Take it down. It's been there for two days.

You're sweating so much, Dad!

-It's hot. -Yes.

-Here. -What are you doing?

-Thank you, my son. -Sleep. Great example for the kids!

-Here's the coat. -Is your dad an officer?

A doorman. Remove the buttons, turn it inside out and it's like new.

See the seams? It's been turned inside out a lot.

I can give you 4,000 lira.

Four thousand? Are you crazy?

-How do I look? -Let me see.

-It looks good on you. -Goodbye.

-Did you sell Dad's coat? -It's hot.

I'll sell his summer clothes in winter and buy it back.

Scoundrel! I've waited half an hour for you.

Why did you write "I'll be right back"?

What do you want? I've never seen you before.

-You're not the doorman? -The doorman?

Can't you see I'm an officer?

Which army?

No, Mrs. Cecilia, this is not good.

Every morning when I return from work, dead tired,

I have to wait for him to get out of bed.

If this goes on, I won't give you your 10,000 for rent this month.

I'll fix this light switch now and then kick him out of bed.

He sleeps too much, I think he has a dysfunction.

-I must take him to a specialist. -Yes, a psychiatrist.

-What do you say? -Nothing.

-I want to see when he wakes up. -Move your head!

He really snores! Sounds like a plane.

He must've gone beyond the realm of sleep. Where's the button?

Bingo! It went in the hole!

We have to wait for the button to come out to turn the light on.

-We'll wait. -Wake him and we'll go to the beach.

-Is he alive? -Nobody can kill him.

-Let's try with an electric shock. -What?

His ears may get electrocuted and he won't hear anymore.

-He's deaf anyway. Go on! -Easy.

-I'm doing it… -Contact!

It's nothing, Salvatore. We gave you an electric shock.

Come on, you'll be more awake today.

What did they do to you, my dear son?

You have the courage to laugh?

Come here, Gigetto.

-Tell me why they all go together. -My sister is going steady with Romolo

and my brother is going steady with Marisa.

-Poor things! Why did they get into this? -Not everyone is like you.

You work at night, sleep during the day, when do you make love?

When I feel like it! Go away.

These kids.

It's useless. The movies ruin them.

Come on, let's get that one!

Help!

One, two, three, go!

Stupid! Scoundrels!

-Look at her! -Yes, let's go.

Come in the water.

Oh, God! I lost my top.

-Miss, did you lose something? -Were you looking for this?

Give it right back to me.

-Tomorrow! -You'll eventually come out!

-You can't spend the night in there. -They change the water on Tuesday.

I'll call my boyfriend.

-I'm scared. What's his name? -Adamo.

Adamo!

Did you see him? Did you see Adamo?

-Anna Maria, did Romolo kiss you? -Yes.

-And Salvatore? -No. That's why I'm afraid.

If he doesn't kiss me, how will I know if he loves me?

You should make him, so he can't back out.

Not necessarily.

Salvatore's kissed lots of girls and he has always backed out.

It's true.

-I have to hit you. -No, Mr. Adamo, listen.

-I have to hit you. -Don't take it out on us.

-Who said it was us? -I don't care. I have to hit you.

-Adamo, come away. -Hold still. I have to hit you.

-Bravo, Adamo. -This chain is lovely!

-Stop, it's Mom's. -Mr. Adamo…

Be kind.

-Put a hand on your heart and think twice. -Wait a few minutes.

Sorry, but I have to hit you now. I have to hit you.

What are those people doing?

There's a guy with a nude rear end.

-What? -He's half crazy. Go see.

What is going on here?

What a bad impression Adamo gave!

Now you really are Adamo!

-Look here. -I'll hit you!

-Beat us up some other day. -I saved you.

-Be quiet. -Adamo had big shoulders.

Quiet! You have to walk by twice to get out of your shadow.

-Help me look at those two. -I'll help you!

-Beautiful! -They're like butter.

-Should I try? -Yes, but don't find another Adamo!

-Where can they be? -I don't see them.

Here they are.

-Idiot! What are you doing? -She's my sister!

-Then I'll do it to her. -No. She is my girlfriend.

You have a girlfriend and didn't tell us!

That's good news, we have to celebrate!

We'll offer you a drink!

What are you saying? Speak up, I am deaf.

I'm not speaking, I'm chewing gum.

-What? -Go on!

I have to talk to you. Why did you say my sister is your girlfriend?

So what?

If you say something like that, you'll ruin her.

-Everyone knows what you're like. -But we care for each other.

-Then come home and talk. -Talk to your father?

-It'll be hard to find him awake! -No, talk to me.

-We're already talking! -Be quiet, they're coming.

Keep your hands to yourself with my sister, understand?

-Romolo! -Shall we go?

I saw you when you were born.

If we love each other forever, we'll have been together a lifetime.

I saw you when you were born, I'll see you die.

Hey! I am younger. I'll be the one to see you die.

By the way, I'm getting officially engaged.

-With who? -With you.

-I didn't know. -I'll talk to your mother tonight.

You're going to talk to her without knowing what I think?

You don't count, you're just a kid.

-Know what I'll do when I grow up? -When you grow up?

-Let's hear it. -I want to be a navy officer.

Those captains who stay like this on a ship while it sinks.

The captain is the heart of a ship.

-Why do you always say things like that? -What things?

You always say, "This would be lovely, that would be lovely…"

You always think of impossible things and never those that could be possible.

I am a person who dreams with open eyes.

No, you're just a talker who doesn't get anything done.

-You said I'm your girlfriend. -Do you mind?

Yes, because it's not true.

You haven't even kissed me yet.

That's true! How stupid! I forgot.

Don't look at me. I'm embarrassed.

I told you I'm a person who dreams with open eyes.

Marisa!

Anna Maria!

-You know you're a handsome man? -You think?

-You should see me in uniform. -Officer?

No, a streetcar driver.

I should never come to these engagement lunches.

They make me melancholy.

I feel like my life has no meaning.

I'd like a woman next to me who understands me.

Where can I find her?

What are you doing tonight?

Mr. Alvaro, come with us. Don't leave us alone.

Let's go or who knows what they will think!

-We were waiting for you. -Don't move away.

Sit down.

-A little bunch? -Thank you.

-Is she giving in? -Be quiet!

-Is it good? -Yes.

I haven't seen your son in a long time. He's quite a big boy.

I can't complain.

But I'm sure my future son-in-law will give me more satisfaction.

You see? He's the one with his back to us.

He probably moved away because he got emotional.

He is so sensitive.

Take your fingers out of your nose!

I was thinking that you'll get married in a white dress. What'll I wear?

-Easy. A dark suit. -No. I read in a magazine,

if the bride has a long gown, the man wears striped pants and a hat.

I'll find a hat for you. Is it okay if it has a handle?

Romolo!

As for striped pants, wear your pajamas.

When are we going? You promised to take us to the movies.

-Okay, we'll go in a bit. -Stop it.

Salvatore, let's go play bocce.

You stay here. Call us for the toast.

-Do you like Salvatore's ring? -It's lovely.

And valuable too. It was Mom's.

I would've liked to have a ring too.

At least people could see I am engaged.

-It's strange to be engaged. -I feel like a cut flower.

Aren't you happy to marry my sister?

Yes, but becoming your brother-in-law disgusts me!

-What is this commotion? -Let's go see.

Come on.

Franco!

Franco!

Where are you, Franco?

Where are you?

-No. This is Mr. Arenzano. -It was easy, he's bald!

-No, it's not Franco. -No, but you are close.

Voice!

He's making a pass!

-He's taking advantage! -You want a straw?

He's swallowing her!

Young man, that's enough.

-You like it, huh? -It's a game.

-Franco, it wasn't you? -No.

Romolo! Salvatore!

-Giovanna! -Look who is here!

Who are these two?

Give me a kiss.

-You're in great shape. -Stop!

Since you're so friendly with them, introduce them to me.

He is Romolo and he is Salvatore.

-Your ex-boyfriends? -Yes.

-Then I must be a good sport. -Of course!

-My pleasure. -My pleasure.

Guys, you're better than how Giovanna described you.

The chicken is here! Come on! Let's eat!

Who is that guy?

-Franco, my future husband. -Don't even joke about that.

I love you, but I won't marry you.

I will marry you. I'll take you to church dressed like a penguin.

-Then you despise me. -No.

Goodbye. I'm going to eat some chicken.

-Where's my seat? -Come sit here.

-You'll marry him because he's rich? -He's rich, but I love him.

-How'd he make his money? Stealing? -Are you crazy?

He has a jewelry shop. And it has different branches.

-He is well off. -More than us?

It's hard to be better off than you!

-How did you meet him? -I was looking for a job

-and I went to meet him. -He hired you right away!

-I believe it! -How shrewd of him!

The other boyfriend, the cutter… What happened to him?

Ugo?

-We broke up. -So, he's over!

-The chicken will get cold. -They're calling me. Goodbye.

-Come on, Giovanna! -Aren't you hungry?

-Well… -She's still a beautiful girl!

Romolo! Salvatore! Mr. Alvaro is toasting.

-You're engaged to my sister! -And you're engaged to mine!

-Clean up, you've lipstick smudges. -You too. Let's go.

-Why are you laughing? -I'm laughing ironically.

Why?

I don't understand how you could've liked them.

-Ask yourself why I like you! -Excuse me.

Put on your napkin.

You talk a lot, but are like all the others.

You don't want me to have a low neckline.

You're embarrassing them, they don't know where to look.

-Yes, they do. -Put it on, you'll get dirty.

When I'm your wife,

I'll wear high collars, long sleeves and sunglasses.

I am not mature yet.

-I am a boy. -A boy!

Giovanna, I don't think you'll ever catch him.

Franco likes to have fun, he likes being free.

It's true. Giovanna is selfish.

When will you give me proof that you love me?

-When we are married. -Good girl, Giovanna!

Mrs. Laura, shall we do something crazy?

-You say that in front of my husband? -I don't like doing things secretly.

Thank you, Franco.

Thank you?

-What are you doing? -See? I'm taking off the napkin.

To your health! I don't know how to make speeches,

but I toast to the happiness of this lovely, engaged couple.

And this lovely couple.

-This couple of couples. -He speaks so well.

You've found two wonderful girls who will always love you.

You are fortunate.

Boys, let's be honest.

If you hadn't found them, who'd have taken you two?

-Mr. Alvaro! -Bravo!

When you get married, I will give a speech.

All right. I toast to the happiness of these two future newlyweds.

-There are four of us! -Don't interrupt me!

Let me talk about this happiness.

I have a few doubts about your happiness.

-What? -What are you saying?

-What will you give her to eat? -What do you care?

-What will he give her? -What is it to you?

-What? -Don't make speeches.

-Keep on ripping tickets. -You don't understand.

-Hillbilly! -Ignoramus!

He's right. I was mad to promise my daughter to a man with no job.

Will my daughter lead a great life with that loafer?

What do you mean by "loafer"?

-I mean loafer! -Mine is making a good deal?

Yes, she is.

-Did you hear your father? -He's right.

If you marry Marisa, you can't keep on being a loafer.

-You're starting too? -You're arguing ahead of time.

-Salvatore will find a job. -Me?

You! If you don't find a job, forget about Marisa.

I won't have her go out with you anymore.

You'll have to show me your paycheck.

And you won't go out with my sister anymore.

All right!

You won't go out with my sister and I won't go out with yours.

-Until we find a job. -When will you ever find one?

I will. I put an ad in the paper.

"Young, handsome man…

religious…

willing to do anything,

offers his services, even for a director's position."

"Director's position"? What can you direct?

Just traffic!

-Who did you motion to? -Why?

-You did this. -It's a twitch.

I sometimes have a nervous twitch.

-Now he has a twitch! -I have a twitch.

Go on.

-Going out? Where are you going? -To buy a pair of stockings.

-Who gave you the money? -Mom.

-Is the questioning over? -No.

You put the egg I wanted to eat on your face.

-What are your intentions? -I don't have any.

-Just to soften my skin. -Don't talk to anyone on the way.

Especially you know who, understand?

All right, I understand.

Anna Maria…

with the money Mom gave you, can you buy me a pair of yellow socks?

-Yellow. -All right!

Kids, come here. You want to earn 100 lira?

-Show it to us. -You don't trust me?

Follow Anna Maria. Find out where she's going and who with. Hurry!

-Come on, Gigetto. -And the money?

-Later. -Better now.

Okay, here. But hurry!

If you let me catch you, you'll avoid some slaps.

-I am going out. -I said no!

-Okay, I won't go out. -Really?

-You suddenly changed your mind? -Aren't you happy?

Be careful, Marisa! I'm going out now.

Don't get wise.

I caught you! You think you can fool me?

-Go on! -Let me go!

-Dad! -Yeah, sure, Dad.

I'd like to see you go out now.

-Open! -What is this commotion?

-I take a nap after lunch. -It's 6:00 p.m.

-You count the hours I sleep? -I'd need an accountant!

Open, Romolo! Open!

I like you!

Marisa! Marisa!

I saw Romolo leaving. We can go out together now.

-He locked me up. -He locked you up?

What a scoundrel! I'll climb over and stay with you.

-No! -It's no big deal.

You want to go to the movies? I'll give you 50 lira.

No, we want to come with you. Or else give us 100.

Yes, here.

Now, run home!

Romolo!

She has a date with Romolo.

Let's follow them, so we get money from him too.

-Watch out! -It seemed easy.

-I always did it as a kid. -Watch out, you'll get hurt!

Oh, God!

-Oh, God, Salvatore! -I made it.

-I was scared. -Just think if I'd died.

-Sure your dad is sleeping? -Yes.

-What'll we do locked up in here? -We'll dance!

-Marisa, close your eyes. -Why?

I'll have you take a lovely trip.

A honeymoon that few dream of.

-You know where we are now? -Where?

At Monte-Carlo Beach.

-See all those lights? -What lights?

No. If you open your eyes, you can't see them. Close them.

They are the yachts belonging to billionaires, rocking in the bay.

Dad woke up!

No, it's Ali Khan's yacht that just left.

Salvatore, I love you.

Don't turn around, Ranieri and Grace Kelly just arrived.

I don't want to say hello to them.

-You want some champagne? -Yes.

Then I'll call the maître. Maître!

Bring me a flask of red wine and six sausages.

All right.

How lovely! Think what it's like to have a home like this!

-Who is he? -Him?

He's Ulysses. He looks just like Kirk Douglas.

It's true. Who is he?

This one…

is the "La Settimana Incom" guy, the David.

-You know so many things! -I told you to come to the museum.

Where can you find a better place to make love? Look.

This is the famous statue of two people kissing in a museum.

You said that painting is by Pecorino?

Parmigianino!

Come here, little one.

Nobody is around, give me a kiss.

-Is he David? -Yes.

Why don't we get a guide too? We'll learn something.

You need a guide to give me a kiss?

No! You must not do that.

Oh, God! Here too?

What are you doing here?

This time we want 200 lira or I'll tell Salvatore.

You'd better give it to him.

Here they are! I caught you!

-Are these kids yours? -Why?

They didn't pay for their tickets. Pay or leave.

We'll leave.

-Scoundrels! I'll fix you two up! -Don't hurt them.

-Out! -Let me go!

-When did your brother buy the suit? -It's new.

Everything looks wonderful on me.

Watch out! Are your hands clean?

Romolo is back! Hurry, run! Climb over!

-No, I almost fell off earlier. -Then hide. Hurry!

My head! Darn it!

You can go out now.

What are you waiting for? Go.

-What do you want? -Get out and I'll tidy up the room.

Go away. It's a bad day.

-You're going to bed? -I've got nothing to do. I'll rest.

-You're not eating? -I'll eat in bed.

Bring the tray in later. And clean my shoes.

I'll get them.

What are you doing? Go away.

Darn it! They won't even let me rest in peace.

Mom, I'll cover Salvatore's soup or it'll get cold.

I am worried. Could something have happened to him?

What could possibly have happened? He is late.

-But he's very late. -He must have had dinner out.

I'll eat his soup. That way you won't throw it away.

-If he comes back, what'll he eat? -He's not coming anymore.

-It's good! -You go to bed.

Lucky you! You go to bed and I get up now.

What is this stuff? It's like glue.

This is disgusting too. Take everything away.

Forget the apple, you'll get it tomorrow.

Go! I want to sleep.

I'm hungry. I'll eat the apple now.

Are there mice?

-Hi, Romolo. -What are you doing?

-Nothing. -Come out.

-We'll talk about it tomorrow. -Scoundrel, come out!

Want to talk about it tomorrow? Come out!

-Go away! -All right.

-Go away. -Stop it! The jacket is new.

-Buy another one. -It's yours!

-Mine? -Wait, Romolo…

You hide under beds…

You're hurting me!

You can't do a thing. What job can I find for you?

-He's intelligent. He'll learn. -So I see!

He is my friend. Find him a job.

-Want to be a boy at the cinema? -What?

A dancer. You're handsome, they'll take you.

Go, Salvatore. I'll come see you every night.

You'll look great in leotards!

Or you can be a nude model in Via Margutta.

-How much do they give? -Five hundred lira.

-It's too little. -Otherwise you'd go?

-Why not? -Go on! You need a serious job.

-Stop! -What do you want?

-I know you two. -No, you're wrong.

-I've seen you before. -Maybe at the university.

-Bye. -Bye.

I'm not ashamed of being unemployed. I couldn't find a job.

You've already stopped looking?

We can't find a job because we don't know how to do anything.

So?

SAETTA INSTITUTE INTENSIVE COURSES

Let's start studying and learn a trade.

-If the image isn't stable… -Are you an idiot?

…accurately regulate the horizontal and vertical controls.

If during reception we hear a buzzing sound…

and we can't establish if it is produced

by insufficient filtering of high tension

or if it's the modulation,

-what do we do? -What do we do?

-We don't know. -You.

We short-circuit the transformer and commute on the inactive channel.

-Bravo! -Silence!

-You, go to the blackboard. -Me?

-Go on. -Draw the shape of the wave

coming out of an amplifier.

At ease.

Don't be a clown.

-Look at the professor. -All right.

-All right? -Something is missing.

-What's missing? Who knows? -Me.

-Come. -He knows everything. Is he Marconi?

-He's my friend. -He's your friend?

Wake up!

The low frequencies compensator was missing.

-Did you see? -He's great!

Silence! Now, let's put it into practice.

-Is this the device? -Yes. Memorize the parts well.

-Shall we blindfold him? -Yes.

-Easy. -Putting the parts back together

is a job we must be able to do with our eyes shut.

Guys, don't help him. I'm going to smoke a cigarette.

Don’t help him.

-Be quiet! -Let's see.

Someone stole the condenser.

No, here it is.

The valve? Where is it?

Guys, pull out the valve.

Salvatore, only an idiot like you can play tricks like that!

-I needed some pear juice. -Get out!

-All done? -Yes, Professor.

-Plug it in. -Plug it in, go on!

-You are an idiot! -Out!

-You're all so touchy! -Leave the classroom. Go!

It's funny, a few years ago they picked us up at school.

It's like being engaged to two kids.

We should be happy, they are serious now.

-Stupid! -Don't put your hands on me.

-Salvatore, what are you doing? -They kicked us out because of him.

-It was a joke. -You're so inconsiderate.

-We're learning a trade. -I'm not coming to school anymore.

You're making me waste loads of time.

-I'll do an ordinary job. -A dancer?

-You even need some brains for that. -Salvatore!

-Where are you going? -Darn!

-Come with your Marconi. -You two always argue.

-She is just my type! -Hurry!

Let's go.

-Shall we go to the movies? -No, let's go to Via dei Serpenti.

-No, the girls are always the same. -Goodbye. Good night.

-Goodbye. -Bye.

Salvatore!

-Come here, Salvatore. -What a car!

-What do you want? -Get in. We're going to a party.

-What party? -It's a treasure hunt.

-You see all this stuff? -What about me?

-You're part of the game. Get in. -Come on!

I think we will win. We found the rarest piece.

Here it is.

-Come. We'll be a bit tight… -So much the better.

-Put the shawl on, you must be cold. -Darn! Stop being annoying.

-I'm not cold. -But Salvatore is hot.

-You're hot? -No.

-He isn't hot. -Yes, sure.

Silence, please, ladies and gentlemen. Please…

Here we are. We found the sheep too.

Just a moment, please.

Mr. and Mrs. Belardinelli are leading,

but it's missing the crystal radio and the Saint Bernard dog.

-We're here! -Another couple is coming.

Very good!

We brought everything.

-Where is your ex-boyfriend? -Here. Salvatore, show yourself.

-Smile, look like you're happy. -Go on.

Are you angry?

You needed me for this? You were very funny. Thanks.

-Giovanna, is he your old boyfriend? -Yes.

We already met. My pleasure.

Look how ugly my wife's old boyfriend is.

-He surely isn't like my ex-love! -Come, Giovanna.

-Shall we have them play our song? -Yes.

Maestro! Please! "Amami", by Titta and Chiacchi. Thanks.

-Franco! -Mrs. Laura is here!

-Dear, how are you? -How are you?

-Shall we do this crazy thing? -Why not?

My husband left. He'll be away for a week.

Giovanna! May I steal Franco for a dance?

If he's happy to dance with you, go ahead.

-Thank you. -Excuse me, Giovanna.

Giovanna, you're letting her steal Franco?

-They are dancing to your song. -I've better things to do.

-The past that returns. -No, I'm the past that is leaving.

Bye, Giovanna.

Salvatore, wait. Will you dance with me?

The Saint Bernard dog is here! Bravo, madam!

The Belardinelli couple won the treasure hunt.

How do you dance? Hold me tight! Afraid of hurting yourself?

Be careful. If you get another crush on me, what'll you do?

Who knows? Anything can happen.

-You've become more handsome. -Come on!

-Yes. You've become more of a man. -Really?

Did you know I like you? I like you more and more.

I'd do any crazy thing for you.

Let's go outside, I don't feel like dancing anymore.

-You don't? -No.

Mrs. Laura, tell me "yes" right away.

Right away isn't possible.

My husband just left, it would be like cheating on him.

Tomorrow.

-Tomorrow? -Yes.

Look!

-May I? -Please.

-Great ice-cream! What flavor is it? -Melon.

I want Giovanna to try it.

-They think of everything! -Laura, are you free?

-Shall we dance this one? -Giovanna!

I don't have money because I'm not interested in material things.

As a boy, I started playing the violin.

-You are so stupid! -The teacher used to tell me,

"You're not good because you have flat fingers,

but you have a certain inclination."

The violin is different from other instruments.

It has a soul, it cries, laughs…

Think how lovely it would be!

Me in a box at the opera and you on the stage,

dressed in coattails playing "Flight of the Bumblebee".

And the audience crying, "Bravo! Encore!"

Giovanna!

Salvatore, would you like to kiss me?

-Do you have to ask? -Then do so.

Am I interrupting?

Come. I want you to taste this melon ice-cream.

-Keep your hands to yourself! -You eat it.

-Me? -Come. I must talk to you.

Bye, Salvatore. See you. Call me!

-This melon ice-cream is good. -Do you like it?

I sure do!

Draw the path of a square wave.

Good. Go back to your place.

Bravo, Marconi!

-You, come on. -Go on.

-He said it to you. -Yes, you.

-Me? -You.

Do I have to kick you to make you go?

Draw…

a constant wave.

A constant wave?

I'll try.

Dad, did you see the calculations I did?

Yes, good for you.

I brought you here to show you that I have a trade now.

-But I need help in starting. -What kind of help?

Money! I found a store. It's a bargain.

Have them fire you as a doorman,

you give me the severance money and I'll support you the rest of your life.

It's right that you rest at your age.

It's right. In fact, I didn't wait for you to tell me.

-Does it look like I work? -Silence!

Dad, listen--

Romolo, I got the severance money a long time ago and it's already gone.

-What? -I'm in debt with the condominium.

-That's why they don't kick me out. -Tell me it's not true!

Easy!

Stop it, you two! Come to the blackboard.

-Me? -No, you, come to the blackboard.

He's not talking to you.

-Here, Daddy. -Don't get so friendly!

When you're on the long wave, what do you do?

-On the long wave? -On the long wave.

I float on my back.

-Who are you? -I'm not a part of this class.

I'm just here to watch.

Then go act like a clown somewhere else. Go on!

Romolo.

-How are you? -Fine and you?

-Fine. Did you see Dad? -Yes, he just left. He was laughing.

-Laughing? -And Salvatore?

-He didn't come today either. -How did it go?

-Well. -Good for you.

-I'm going. -No, come with us.

-Wouldn't I be one too many? -No, I want to show it to you.

-Good morning, Professor. -Hi.

I found a store that would be just right for Romolo.

It's close by. Come.

HALF SHOP TO RENT APPLY HERE

It's small, but two customers can fit.

The store is up to here. Behind it is the upholsterer.

It'll cost 200,000 or 300,000 lira to fix it up. I don't have it.

Romolo.

How much is the ring Salvatore gave to Marisa worth?

Great idea! Marisa, can you give me the ring?

I want to get an estimate on it. I won't sell it, I'll pawn it.

She won't give it to you. She's afraid Salvatore will get angry.

Here then. I'll be glad if he gets angry, that scoundrel!

Marisa!

Right. I've smoked Dad's cigarette stubs for a month to buy books.

Salvatore is earning some money now.

Yes, Salvatore is working now.

I watched your car.

Thank you. Good evening.

Bye, beautiful.

Ten lira? What a cheapskate! He'll crash for sure.

I knew it. I'm a wizard!

Good evening. Good evening.

I'm leaving the car open, we're going to the restaurant.

-I'll watch it. -Salvatore.

-Giovanna. -Hello.

-Order for me, I'll be right there. -Are you crazy?

Goodbye. He is my friend, he invited me to dinner.

-How did it go with Franco? -I was looking for you, to talk.

-No, Franco wants to talk to you. -Me? Why me?

-He saw you kiss me. -Did he get angry?

I don't know, but he wants to talk to you.

-He's over there. -He's over there?

-He's waiting for us in the car. -Let's go.

I'd like to say a few words to you.

The other evening you kissed Giovanna.

-A little kiss-- -It was a real kiss!

-So what? -You knew she was my girlfriend.

My being your girlfriend depends on this talk.

I like things to be clear. It's one of two things.

It was either just a whim, meaning you're a scoundrel

or you really care for her.

In that case, I'll keep quiet, because I respect emotions.

-Shall I play a polka? -No, forget it, we're talking.

If you really care for her, I will back off.

But do your duty and marry her.

-What? -Marry her.

-I won't be made a fool of. -Thank you, but…

Excuse me, Giovanna, but I can't marry you.

I am in love with a girl called Marisa.

-Oh, yes? -Yes.

-You know her. -Will you give me something?

-Here, Granny. Go on. -Thank you.

That's a load off my mind.

I was afraid you'd fallen in love with this dunce.

What did you say?

Excuse me, but I had to slap you,

so you'll learn not to be such a cad.

Let's go, Giovanna. Tell him goodbye.

If you'd said you would marry me, he wouldn't have slapped you.

I wouldn't have married you anyway.

Did you set up this big scene to make him jealous?

-It went well, huh? -It went very well!

-Bye, Salvatore. Goodbye. -Goodbye.

Don't laugh so much, Franco, we haven't made peace yet.

-You must change first. -Okay, I'll put it in second gear!

Funny.

I watched it.

Thank you. Come.

That's it. Don't worry.

Go now.

Just go on. Good evening.

He gave me 100 lira! He's a real gentleman!

-Where is my Alfa? -Alfa?

Thief! Thief!

-Is there a jewelry shop near here? -Yes, but the police are coming.

Who do you think I am?

I'll be your lookout guy. Trust me, I'm a habitual delinquent.

Here's the store.

JEWELRY STORE

Good morning.

-Is Mr. Franco here? -Yes. Why?

I want an estimate on this ring.

Let's see. This was in an Easter egg.

-How much is it worth? -Where is it from? Was it stolen?

What? Call your boss.

-No? -Yes.

A man wants to have this ring appraised.

I'll be right there.

-No. I'll make a mistake! -Have we made peace forever?

-Yes, but remember your promise? -Me?

I put a hat on my heart to show that I'm taken.

You made me write esteemed with three Es.

-That way he'll be more esteemed! -He is waiting.

-It's Romolo! -Did we adopt those two?

I just got rid of one and another comes!

-It's a lovely store. -You like it?

-Very much. -Watch out, he has a thief's face.

I want to help you, Romolo.

And this is a rare jewel.

But I can't give you more than two million.

You are a real shark. At least two and a half.

You believed it! You're a real sucker.

This is worth 50,000 lira at the most.

You let people make a fool of you?

I don't know what it's worth. I need 200,000 lira to open a store.

-Give me what you want. -Franco, come on.

What is 200,000 lira?

Wait. I'll go get it.

Giovanna, you're an angel.

-Romolo. -At least 250,000.

I'll try.

Keep your paws off!

I don't like lending money to a guy who courted you.

Believe me, I am just doing it for friendship.

Romolo needs that money to settle down.

All right, I'll give it to you. But stop with all these boyfriends.

-What? Who do you think I am? -Watch out. The patrol car is coming.

And you ask me who I think you are?

Here. It's 200,000.

-I don't know how to thank you. -Don't. This is a lovely day for me.

-Bye. -Bye.

-Good-day, Mr. Romolo. -Here.

-Thank you. -I tricked you!

-Franco? -Yes.

Give me your hand. No, the other one.

-What will you do? -Get the size for a wedding band.

What's gotten into your head?

I love you, you know that and I would marry you,

but I'm not made for marriage. How many times must I say it?

Don't get so upset. I was kidding.

Who wants you, Franco?

Giovanna, I love you, you know it, but marriage…

You're right. Marriage is a mistake, especially for a man.

Why should a man marry a woman who asks him

where he's been and who she has to tell if he doesn't return?

You're saying the same things I've always said.

Can a married man go out with his friends,

or to the soccer game on Sunday?

If he takes his wife, the fun is over.

With his wife, he can't argue or shout bad words.

Giovanna, but…

can't two people who are in love live together

even if they're not married?

No, Franco. I wouldn't be able to.

I want to be able to ask my man where he's been.

Goodbye.

Giovanna.

Don't worry, we'll still be friends.

I'll have Romolo return the money.

You're quitting?

No. I am employed here and I need to work.

-If you don't fire me. -Then you can't leave.

It's ten minutes to 1:00 p.m.

Where were we?

-"In answer to your esteemed--" -With two Es.

I inform you that our person in charge, Mr. Pomella…

Hello? Are you Nando?

No, I'm not coming to the game on Sunday.

I don't care if Lazio are playing. I'm not coming!

"Our person in charge, Mr. Pomella…"

I don't give a darn about Mr. Pomella!

You should be glad, I found a steady and dignified job.

I am a municipal inspector.

Besides having a salary, I have a streetcar card.

-A streetcar card? -Yes. I have to go to homes.

If they don't pay certain taxes, I fine them and get a percentage.

-I still don't know what job it is. -I'll tell you later, it’s a surprise.

-Wait for me, I'll be back in two minutes. -Salvatore.

-You've still got the price tag. -How stupid!

-What's wrong? -I have a cough.

-Do you feel ill? -I have whooping cough.

I caught you!

-What do you want? -Excuse me. Do you have a dog?

-A dog? No. -I just heard him bark.

You're wrong, we just have a canary.

A canary? We'll see.

Is that a canary?

You have a dog and didn't pay the tax.

Get him, I must make out a report and see if he's a luxury dog.

Come, Endimione, Mamma's love.

-Here's Endimione. -This is a pet dog.

-The fine is 2,000 lira. -I have to pay 2,000 lira?

-If not, I have to take him away. -Wonderful! Here.

I can't stand him. My husband has a passion for him.

Get rid of him before he wants him back.

Great deal!

What is your name? Endimione?

Come on!

Come on, Endimione!

-What is it? -I had to confiscate him.

Is this the dignified job? You're a dog catcher?

-My compliments! -Marisa. Listen to me.

-Marisa, what is it? -We can't go on like this.

With the jobs you find we'll never settle down.

I'll work. I was offered a job as a salesgirl.

-No, you won't work. -I will.

How can I let you have contact with the public, serve it?

If we want to get married, one of us has to work.

-And I'm not doing it? -I'll earn 30,000 lira a month.

Not bad! I get 7,000. Marisa! Marisa!

It's small, but nice.

With a little money, it could become a lovely store.

The problem is you're about to get married. Why do it?

Good morning. Would you like a radio, a recorder, hair dryer, TV set?

-I was looking for the upholsterer. -He's over there.

I need someone to help me with some money.

Or I should find another type of girl.

One who knows people and helps me launch the store.

Don't bother looking, you have Giovanna.

She's beautiful, classy and lent you 200,000 lira

-and you didn't even thank her? -I said thank you.

There is only one way to thank such a woman.

You think?

Hello, Giovanna? It's Romolo. I'm still in debt to you.

There's no hurry? I have the money.

Some customers are coming.

There are customers. I'll call later. Bye.

-Guys, this is the store. -How lovely!

-It's cool! -It looks like a mailbox to me.

Romolo, it's too tight on the shoulders for you.

I brought you some customers.

-Fix this radio. -You can throw it away.

-No! It's Telefunken. -What's wrong with it?

-I don't know, it blows and huffs. -Let's see.

It's very disrupted. I've never heard a radio do this.

Maybe the magneto is faulty.

Let's see.

Rogues!

Idiots!

Next time we'll take the radio to the vet!

Don't laugh!

Cat-fixer!

-Anna Maria, go home. -Why? I didn't know.

Don't come to the store. I have to work; I can't worry about you.

You bother me here!

I wanted to keep you company.

I'll sit here in silence and watch you work.

-I brought my knitting. -I don't sell woolen socks! Go home.

Hello, Giovanna? Sorry, it was an important customer.

Can we meet or are you busy with Franco?

Are you free? We'll go out some evening. I'll call you. Bye.

She accepted!

-You were right. -You could've been nice to Anna Maria,

since you're about to do something bad to her.

If you want to be successful in life, don't have pity for anyone, understand?

Look here. Dust!

I can't reach it.

Darn you!

Good morning.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

-Radio? -No, upholsterer.

Down there.

Thank you. This gnocchi is lovely!

-What a nice smell! -I don't want it.

-Who made it? -Me. But Salvatore kneaded them.

There's more in the kitchen.

-You made them with your thumb? -Yes. Why?

Then I won't eat them.

Eat them or tomorrow I'll send you to school!

Here it is. "Accident on Via Tiburtina with a streetcar and a Fiat 600."

What's with Anna Maria today? She is worrying me.

I had three accidents this year and they never wrote my name.

Journalists are all against me.

Do you have to kill someone to get your name in the paper?

It's time for my pill. I'll go get it.

Salvatore, are you happy with your job?

Salvatore! What is in our bed?

It has two eyes this big.

-Endimione. -Endimione? Who's that?

-My dog. -You brought a dog home?

Mrs. Cecilia, Salvatore and I sleep in that bed.

And now so does Endimione?

At the end of the month, find another tenant. I'm leaving!

Go away!

This rascal bites!

Anna Maria, are you crying?

I would be stupid if I cried.

I am crying because of your brother.

What did my brother do to you?

He doesn't care about me anymore. He kicked me out of the store.

He said I bothered him.

At least he works.

Where can Salvatore kick me out of?

Know what he did? He barked at dogs behind doors.

And he says he works!

You're crying too?

We are two losers.

Marisa, may I have your handkerchief? I've finished mine.

-Here. -Thank you.

Marisa?

You're here chatting?

I work all day, come home tired and find everything cold.

Get in the kitchen! That's a woman's place!

-Are you head of the family? -It looks like it.

Then tomorrow pay the electricity bill or they'll cut it off.

-Miss, hurry up, we're closing. -Yes.

Try these.

These are the moccasins you saw in the shop window.

Do they fit?

-No, they're tight. I need a 44. -Then try these.

-Do they fit? -You decide.

-You must like them. -They are lovely

and you can wear them when it's sunny or raining.

-We'll take these. -You'll wear them?

I'll wrap these up.

-Five thousand lira. Good day. -Good day.

They should be all right. It's a comfortable 43.

That dress is cute.

But I prefer the one with the large skirt and red border.

-How do you know? -I see you every day.

-I have a store here in front. -The electric appliance one?

-No, they just don't fit. -Try these.

We take the same road. I'd like to accompany you home some evening.

-Would you like that? -Actually, I--

I know that you can't, because that boy comes to pick you up.

-No. I need a 44. -I don't have it.

Try this one. It's flexible.

-Are you two engaged? -We've known each other many years.

We grew up together.

-All I can do is take mine back. -I'm sorry.

-Where are they? -What?

-The shoes I was wearing. -Here they are.

No, these aren't mine.

Oh, God! I caused a mess.

I gave them to that gentleman who just left.

What will the manager say? I am on a trial period.

-Don't worry, we can make amends. -But we don't have a 44.

I'll go away like this.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

-Miss, what did you do? -She has nothing to do with it.

I was distracted and left home without shoes.

Goodbye.

SHOE STORE ITALIAN FASHION

Mr. Franco, you've been eating alone for a week. Miss Giovanna?

-She went to the sea. -Oh, to the sea!

Good evening, sir. Come, please.

-Do you want to sit on this side? -No, this is fine.

Couldn't we have chosen a quieter place?

Don't worry, we'll be fine here.

-I'll order. -Yes.

So…

-Tell me something nice. -You take my breath away!

-See what a good-looking guy he is? -He's her brother.

Oh, her brother!

-I don't talk to him, we argued. -Oh, you argued with him.

Will you do me a favor?

Here. Go listen to what they're saying and tell me.

-What'll happen after tonight? -Who knows?

-Lots of things could happen. -Lots of things?

-What did they talk about? -They ordered chicken and lamb.

-Then salad. -Are you being funny?

A waiter is like a confessor. Certain things can't be divulged.

Then give me back the 1,000 lira.

Giovanna, want to go out? Let's go see the new store. Our store.

No, it's late and you didn't tell anyone at home you were staying out for so long.

I just need to make a phone call.

You get ready in the meantime.

Romolo, stop it! Come on!

Laugh, laugh…

Cheers.

-Your girlfriend has gone mad. -Why?

-She's talking to herself. -He isn't there?

Her brother went to make a call.

Really?

Here.

Hello? Laura? Hi, it's Franco.

I'll be there in ten minutes.

Bye. See you later.

Bye.

Idiot!

-The table is free. -Good evening.

-Shall we go? -Sure.

Good!

-You're stealing tokens? -I want to keep it as a souvenir.

-Good evening. -Good evening.

CACCIATORI RESTAURANT

This has been the loveliest evening of my life.

For me too, Romolo. You were very dear. Thank you.

-I have a headache. I'm going home. -Alone?

-Yes, I'll catch a taxi. -No, I'll accompany you.

Romolo! Why ruin everything? I know you understand.

I'll see you some other time.

-Bye. -Bye.

It went badly.

Bye.

Who understands women?

Marisa, I didn't court you just to have a good time.

I really care for you.

I can't say certain things.

The more words I say, the less you can understand.

I'd like to marry you.

I am sure you would be happy with me.

What would Salvatore say?

Who is Salvatore?

-The boy who picks you up? -Yes. You didn't consider that.

-So he is your fiancé? -Yes.

I have cared for him since I was a little girl.

I waited a long time for him to notice me.

And now all he does is disappoint me.

-He seems like a good boy. -Yes, he is.

But he doesn't feel like doing anything.

He cares for me, but what can he offer me?

And now you're complicating things. I knew it!

I was afraid that one day you'd tell me you're in love with me.

What'll I do now?

You are a good and kind man, with a good position.

Don't laugh.

I am not thinking about money.

But a girl who's getting married wants some tranquility,

a home, a serene life.

I have always been poor and I'd like that to change.

Also, if I have children, I don't want them to be poor.

When children are born, they don't know anything.

But we know if they'll be born poor or rich, happy or unhappy.

It's awesome to hear such a young girl say these things.

I don't want to force you…

but think about it.

Promise me you'll think about it.

I repeat, I want to marry you.

Please, take me home. I don't even know what I should do.

Let's go.

Bravo.

What's wrong? Why aren't you talking?

Nothing.

Look over there.

What'll you say to your engaged sister who is flirting with another guy?

-I already said "good girl" to her. -What?

He earns money and has a good job.

Marisa should leave Salvatore and date him.

-Come on. -I'm coming.

-Come on, move it! -I'm coming.

-Will I see you again? -I don't know.

-Goodbye. -Goodbye.

-Marisa! What's gotten into your head? -What do you care?

You're cheating on Salvatore.

You found a guy with a car, and that poor devil--

He doesn’t deserve a thing.

-He's been unemployed for months. -He's unlucky.

No, he's a lazy bum!

You've gotten conceited.

Just like Romolo. You can tell you're from the same family.

We're not like you people. I won't talk to you.

You're a kid and can't understand certain things.

You're making me regret having been your friend.

We aren't friends anymore.

Endimione, be quiet.

Excuse me.

-Why're you putting a hat on me? -To measure the sideburns.

-Don't I look like a Marine? -You look like a streetcar driver.

Why didn't you become a barber?

-Your hand is so light. -Destiny.

-What happened? -I argued with Marisa.

-We're no longer friends. -You'll make up.

-Why did you argue? -She's cheating on you.

-Marisa is cheating on me? -Yes, she is.

With a guy who has money. I saw her get out of his car.

-Salvatore, now even you're a cuckold. -Worry about your own horns!

-You roughneck! -Marisa! Marisa!

Excuse me. Do you have to cry for much longer?

-Yes. -I have to go back to bed.

Oh, great.

Marisa!

-What is it, Salvatore? -You don't have anything to tell me?

-Did Anna Maria tell you something? -So it's true. Do you confess?

-What? -That you cheated on me.

No, I didn't.

I hadn't noticed that you don't wear my ring anymore.

You took it off to show you're not engaged to me. Great!

No, it was too big, so I took it to be resized.

Didn't a guy accompany you home in a car?

Yes, but I didn't get friendly with him.

-I hope not! Who is he? -A proper person.

You think a man is proper if he flirts with a girl who's engaged?

I trusted you. Good thing I found this out now!

-I'm regretting behaving so well. -You are such a tease!

-I'd have answered yes if I was. -To what?

He asked me to marry him.

You two have gotten that far? Then marry him!

He has a car and money. It's what you were looking for!

You're wrong, it's not what I was looking for.

It's so much better.

If you had been more serious…

Don't look for excuses! Give me back the ring.

-All right. Goodbye. -Marisa!

It's all over?

Yes.

Sun, shining sun of love…

Did you hear that? She found a guy with money.

They're always after money, darn it!

What should a guy do if he's in love and doesn't have any money? Steal?

It's not easy, Salvatore.

You even need brains to steal.

Endimione, be quiet.

Maybe I can sleep now.

If it were Christmas, I'd have you dress as a bagpipe player and play.

I need money, I need to earn to change my life.

You think it's easy?

There is a way, but it would be a risky job.

In what sense?

If they catch you, they could say it isn't legal.

I am willing to do any sort of job.

It is a delicate, but not difficult assignment.

-You must deliver a crate. -How much will you give me?

You would be well paid.

How much? How much?

-Two hundred thousand lira, all right? -Right away!

Half now and the other half after. You want it?

Of course!

-What are you doing? -Wait.

Half in advance and half after it's done.

If you do a lousy job or talk, you don't get anything.

So it's a dirty job.

You have to deliver a crate. Flea! Flea!

What is it?

You have to do the job with him.

-He'll tell you the details. Go on. -Come on.

Hello?

Yes, Romolo. What is it?

-What? -The ring wasn't mine.

I have to return it now. Can you give it back?

Salvatore and my sister broke up.

It'd be a good reason to see you again.

Come here at 1:00 p.m. and we'll discuss it.

At 1:00 p.m. Bye.

Who was it, miss?

It wasn't for you.

I already told you not to use the phone for your private conversations.

Darn!

Close it.

-Hi. -Hi.

Close it.

Romolo!

-You're not waiting for me? -Should I have?

We were supposed to have lunch at the sea. I prepared everything.

I forgot. But I can't now, I have an important deal.

If you don't think of me two months before the wedding, imagine after.

What are you saying?

By the way, Anna Maria, I must tell you something.

Maybe we should get married in a couple of years,

so I can get myself a good job.

No, Romolo, you can't fool me.

When you started working I was so happy.

But maybe it would've been better if it had gone badly,

because now you are attached to money and don't want to marry me anymore!

-I've realized that. -Who told you that?

-Isn't it the same in two years? -No, Romolo!

Either marry me right away or I won't wait for you.

-I'd rather be a spinster. -Then be one, too bad for you!

FRAGILE BOTTOM

-Idiot! -What did you say?

-I didn't speak. -May I have a light?

Darn you!

Thank you.

Here.

Marisa!

-What do you want? I'm in a hurry. -Listen to me.

-Don't talk to me about Salvatore. -You have to listen to me.

Salvatore is ruining himself because of you.

-He left this note. -What does it say?

"Dear Mom, if I do something bad it's not because I'm evil,

but because I love Marisa."

"For her I've taken the wrong road."

"If things go badly and I don't see you again,

forgive me. Salvatore."

You believe it? Remember the time he said he wanted to commit suicide?

This time it's true. Look what I found in his drawer.

Money cut in half, like delinquents do.

Oh, God! Then it's not a joke!

You can't leave him. Salvatore loves you.

Only you can stop him.

-Where can he be? -I heard him say on the phone

he was going to Corso Vittorio.

Get dressed. Giulio is waiting for me with the car, we'll go together.

Marisa.

Do you still love him?

Hurry! There's no time to lose.

Miss, it's 1:00 p.m. I am going. Will you close up?

All right.

-Hi, Giovanna. -Hi, Romolo.

-Isn't Franco here? -No, he went out.

And the sales boy?

-He left. -Are you alone?

-Yes. Why? -I must talk to you.

I have lots to tell you.

-Here is your ring. -Thank you.

You were a real friend. What would I have done without you?

-This is the second time you've saved me. -Forget it. I was glad to do it.

-You're running? Are you afraid? -Of what?

That we are here, for the first time alone…

-Stop it! -Giovanna! What is it?

-You know why I helped you? -Because I'm a nice guy.

No. I did it because I considered you a friend.

A good friend.

-I want to be something more. -You'll make me regret helping you.

I made matters worse.

A little money was enough to change you.

Money? Don't you realize I like you?

Please! Let me go!

-Let me go! -Give in.

-A customer is coming. -I'll send her away.

Romolo.

It's 1:00 p.m. Stores close at this hour.

WATCH STORE JEWELRY STORE

-They've already closed. -Then hurry up!

Put it straight, idiot! Don't you see I'm upside down?

Go home!

-Are you talking to me? -No, to the dog.

Darn it! I'm late and it's already closed.

It closes at 1:00 p.m.

-Do you want me to deliver it? -No, no.

It says fragile here, I must deliver it personally.

-Goodbye. -Bye.

-Is it raining? -No, just a couple of drops.

What did you do? Get down! Go!

-You can begin. -All right.

Endimione, go away!

-Romolo, go away. -Why?

You're behaving like a scoundrel.

What are you saying, Giovanna?

-I just want to kiss you. -You see this?

Yes?

-Franco and I got married. -When?

-A week ago. -Why didn't you tell me?

I'd have avoided this embarrassing situation.

I had to tell you that for you to respect me?

What are they doing?

They're sawing the roller shutter!

They're setting fire to the store.

-There he is! -Stop, Giulio.

Salvatore, what are you doing here?

-Answer me. -It's none of your business.

I won't leave until you tell me.

-Go back to him. -It's Salvatore's voice!

-What are you doing with this crate? -Salvatore, we love you.

-If I tell you, will you leave? -Yes.

I am stealing.

-So I can buy a car too. -You're not doing anything.

There's a guy in here making a hole in the roller shutter.

Bastard! You want to ruin me? Who are you talking to?

Don't worry, she's my sister.

Get her out of here! They want to ruin me!

-Salvatore is a thief? -It had to happen here?

I want to see his face.

-Salvatore! -Stop it! I am free to do what I want.

-No, you must come home with us. -Darn it!

-I'll call the police. -Try it!

What is going on? What is it? What is this commotion?

Move.

Have you gone silent?

Is it forbidden to argue with my boyfriend?

As long as you don't get hurt.

Are you crazy? You want to send me to jail?

Go on, he left.

No, we can't work like this!

-What are they doing? -Stealing.

Is someone else coming? Go get chairs!

If you're making all this commotion because of me, you can stop,

because Marisa and I are just good friends.

Is that why you asked to marry her knowing she was engaged to me?

I asked to marry her?

She must have told you that to make you jealous.

Is it true? He didn't ask to marry you?

No, he never asked me.

All right. Then I can leave.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Marisa and best wishes.

Mr. Giulio. Mr. Giulio.

What you did was wonderful.

If I wasn't in love with someone else, I'd marry you.

-So, you still love me? -Yes.

You'd come back to me even if I'm not worth anything?

Salvatore, I just wanted you to become a man,

to find a serious job.

It wasn't for the money.

With you next to me,

I'd be content with being poor my whole life.

Darn!

I can't work with them!

Did you hear your sister? She has more sense than you.

She realized money doesn't bring happiness.

Don't preach to me.

When are these thieves coming? I'm tired.

-Are you sure you love me? -Yes.

-Will you always love me? -Yes.

-Your whole life? -Yes.

-Swear. -I swear.

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-What are you doing? -Calm down.

-Why are you closing it? -Come here.

-Open it! Open it! -Help me take this crate away.

-Salvatore, what are you doing? -Let me do this.

Salvatore.

Where are you going, scoundrel?

-It's heavy! -What is inside?

-A burglar. -Take him to the police station.

I feel sorry for him. Do you know how to swim?

-What for? -You'll see!

Come on! One, two and three.

Help!

Was there really a man in that crate?

-What do you care? -Me? Nothing.

He is swimming. He'll make it.

Yes, but with this current, he'll end up in Sardinia.

Look what they did.

Here he is! You ugly scum! Scoundrel!

-Shame on you! -If you were my son, I'd beat you!

-You weren't lucky. -What's so funny?

-What an ugly face! -He has a thief's face.

Go on.

Now I recognize you. You played a trick on me at the pool.

-I must beat you. -Next time.

Thief! Thief!

What are you doing?

Why are you taking off your wedding band?

Keep it.

Hello? Good morning, Reverend.

It's Franco, the jeweler who made the candlesticks for the altar.

No, I'm not calling for the bill.

I want to know when the bishop will be free,

because I want to have a confirmation.

What's so funny? I must be confirmed to marry.

No, Dad didn't have me do it.

Reverend, I'd like to ask you a favor.

Don't have me confirmed with the kids, I'll be embarrassed.

Thank you, Reverend. Reverend!

Do I have to study all of the catechisms?

Franco, I have something for you.

"The Good Husband."

"Instructions for marital duties."

-You want more? -This rigatoni is good!

-Eat this too. -You invite me to dinner

-and give him my steak? -He deserves it, he didn't steal.

Handsome! Mama's love! You returned home clean.

Good for you, Salvatore! I'll kiss you too.

Your mom is right to celebrate because you didn't steal.

Look, even a cake with candles! Bravo!

I could kill you just for having thought of it!

-Romolo! -What happened?

Luckily he left!

-He chased me all day. -Who?

They're celebrating you. It's convenient to steal.

-What are you saying? -Look at the paper.

Your name is here. You're wanted for theft and breaking in.

-Where? -Read here.

-Where? -Here!

-I fooled you! You believed it! -Look at him.

Who told you?

I know. I know many things.

I also know I love you.

-Really? -Come here, little one.

-You're wearing my housecoat. -As of today, this is my home.

-The boss is here! -Marisa and I will live here.

-In your father's bedroom. -Dad, is it true?

-Sure. The big bed goes to the daughter. -I am glad you are getting married.

-May you be happy. -Thank you.

Excuse me if I say this,

but I have my doubts about this happiness--

Congratulations!

-We must walk solemnly. -Hurry. Step on it.

Couldn't you have had one ceremony for both couples?

Marisa wanted a white dress too.

You want to know? There wasn't enough money for two wedding gowns.

Why are you crying? Are you nervous too?

-What is it? -When are those two coming?

I don't know.

-Marisa! -Salvatore, it's done!

How do you feel now that you're married?

It's a special feeling. Hurry!

-How did it go? -I said, "I do."

-Hurry! -Here.

-Come on! -My shoe!

-Will you help me? -Yes.

-Hurry! -Just a moment!

-Watch out! -Come on.

Hurry, Anna Maria!

-You'll make me late. -Hurry!

-Girls, are you ready? -Yes.

-Let's go. -Stop…

-My jacket! -Hurry!

-Endimione, Romolo, come! -I'm coming.

Cheers for the newlyweds!

-Come on, guys, easy! -Congratulations!

Oh, God! My shoe!

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