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-Mrs. Balestra. -What are you doing there?

-I don't want to give you trouble. -What?

If your husband sees us, he might become suspicious.

You said he has a bad temper.

My husband is here only during week-ends.

-Typical! -Come in.

-What are you reading? -Hemingway, I followed your advice.

To be true I advised you Fitzgerald... This is Fitzgerald.

-Is he? -Yes.

-I always mix up foreign authors. -I could give you some free classes.

-I do really need it, don't? -Well...

I have something to tell you, but I feel a bit ashamed.

I don't know you very much and I am older than you.

Age is just a personal data.

-I want to show you something. -I am really curious to see it.

-But you don't know what it is. -I think I do know. -Really?

-Come into my room. -As you want, madam

-Don't be so formal. -As you want, Mrs. Balestra.

Nobody ever read these.

I wrote them when I was younger.

Gianni!

-What are you doing in my bed? -Aren't you going you show me something?

Yes, my poems.

Ah, your poems! Great.

-I wanted to listen comfortable. -What the hell where you thinking?

Nothing, I swear. Look, I am still dressed.

That's crazy! I could be your mother!

I just wanted you to read my poems and you sneak into my bed!

I just wanted to listen, I had understood.

Sit down.

-Are you nervous, aren't you? -Shall I say the truth? I am.

And... are you nervous?

Shall I say the truth? I am not.

"When the moon replaces the sun,

when the star shines in the sky,

hope turns off in my eyes

and in my heart the dark turns on."

Nice. Very delicate.

Feminine.

It's very old stuff.

You can see a young melancholy.

-This is my favorite. Can I read it. -It's why I am here.

-The title is "My cat and I". -Interesting.

-If you don't like it, just say it. -I will be pitiless.

"My cat and I keep each other company,

and when the sunset makes us nostalgic,

just a stroke and a meow, and night falls soon over the hill side."

-Nice, isn't it? -Great. Absolutely great.

On boring summer days,

we had a bike trip.

Everybody was happy. Paolo was the happiest of all.

Felicino decided not to come and Susan was ready to socialize.

-Selvaggia, where's Gianni? -He had to go somewhere with his parents.

-Is Gianni pissed off if I court you? -No, I get pissed off!

-Your mind is full of prejudices. -And yours is full of bullshits.

How poetic! Did you go to a private school?

-Take away that hand! -Do you fear to get tanned?

Take it away!

-How can you like it if I don't want to? -I didn't say I like it.

-Why are you doing it, then? -I just saw somebody doing it.

-Who? -Everybody, even actors.

-This is not a stage. -I am not an actor either.

-But... -But what?

Maybe I like it too.

Do you want the truth? I like it very much.

Lover, picking flowers for your woman?

-"While the cat's away the mice can play". -Cool!

-Are you jealous of Felicino? -No, you are his girlfriend!

Yes, when he's around. When he's not, I am alone.

-Why don't you kiss me? -Right, why don't I kiss you?

Well?

Oh, my God!

# � la pioggia che va...! #

Great cycling news.

After the last enthralling stop

Felice Gimondi won the "Tour de France".

It's soaking wet!

Give me the blanket.

At the end of August usual election of Miss Versilia.

That summer Susan won the title of little queen of the beach.

-Come on, hug her. -But she's my girlfriend!

You're really beautiful.

SONG: "Una rotonda sul mare".

-Have you seen Susan? -Yes, Cecco is taking pictures of her.

He's making... a photo session.

A photo session! Cool!

Susan!

Susan, where're you? Susan!

Do you want to become like Francoise Sagan?

-I don't know! -Fine.

Honey, get off, it's too hot!

On winter is cold, on summer is hot, the rest of the time you are tired.

-How annoying! -I just need to relax.

But I want to talk to you.

Talk? It's sleeping time.

What do we need to talk about? We've been talking all our life!

Yes, about the kid's tonsils, about holidays, about housemaids

and about your cars.

Once we used to talk in the car.

-Do you remember that time in Cortina? -Yes, it was very cold.

Is it the only thing you remember?

No, I can't remember if I had an Alfa 1900 or the Aurelia Spider.

-Can you remember? -It was a Porsche.

Exactly, a very sexy car.

You're right, nice time!

What are you thinking about?

I might buy another Porsche.

I would have a relaxing trip and be here soon.

Good, so we have half-hour more to talk. Good night.

The guys often went to a place full of the "locals".

There was Gualtiero, who after a little part in "Il sorpasso"

was hoping to "smash in" the movies world.

There was Dadi, fond of motorbikes and foreign women

and there was Dante, fond of politics.

SONG: "Guarda come dondolo".

Guys, did you see that?

-Devil is in her body! -I would know how to take it away!

-You talk too much and do nothing. -He's right.

Really? I'll show you.

Good, keep the flag flying!

Gualtiero, what are you doing?

-Leave me alone! -First you provoke me and then reject me?

-I won't let you go. -Leave me alone!

Tomorrow I'll go to Bepy, in Corsica. We'll have so much fun!

-And Susan? -She stays here. I don't want a burden to carry along.

-What is the burden doing? -Native, what are you doing?

If you want to have fun, go to Livornow's harbor,

there're so many bitches good for you.

You came from Milan to try to fool us!

Go back to your pig mother, or I break your legs.

Don't mention my mother, you don't even know your own!

What a luck, a nice photo session! Beat him!

Don't piss me off, or I beat him! I'll tear him apart!

Be careful, my brother is an animal.

Blood!

Since 10 years you come here to make a mess. Enough!

I don't want any violence. Let's talk.

-Damn, did you see? -Put her up.

I can talk to an antiquarian, he might pay you 250 liras.

-Your Vespa is a wreck. -Yours is a piece of junk!

What? I fixed it, it's great.

I can show you which one is great.

Let's have a race. The loser can't come here for the rest of the season.

-Agree? -Agree.

Alt!

-Beat him! -Nobody can beat my monster!

Luca, stop it, we can go to another cafe'.

It's too late. Don't worry, I am on a bed of roses.

Go around the pine-wood and back.

That's not fair, my capacity is 125, yours is 150.

Don't be fussy!

It's 25 cubic cm. apart.

Listen, mate.

I'll bring a passenger. Ok?

-Ok. -Who's coming with me?

-We can't, we're two. -I'm coming.

-No, it's dangerous. -It's dangerous for me.

-I'll hold on tight. -Wish him good luck,

so the engine turns off.

Ready, guys?

Go!

-Ouch, my leg! -Naples is broken.

-Are you quitting? -Screw it, stupid!

Where is it?

God! How did you fall?

He wished himself bad luck.

I got distracted.

-I bet you were going too fast. -No, we were going...

30 km per hour. Maybe 35.

-Did you fall at 30 km per hour? -Our son is so stupid.

-It can happen. -Yes, to stupid people.

-Doctor, is it serious? -No, it isn't

I told you it was dangerous.

-I looked so stupid. -Does it hurt?

No, if you are here.

-Can we keep quiet? -Yes, it's not serious. -Thanks.

Do you think our son and the stranger ... are doing those kind of things?

If he is like his dad, they do things, big things!

-Everything. -Casanova words! Come on!

For my fault his holidays are over.

At least he'll pass the exams. The cast touches the teachers.

Shall I meet you here, tonight?

No, I stay with Paolo in case he needs something.

I'd go crazy without you.

I'll smash my head on the wall so they'll keep me here.

I am not running away. See you tomorrow.

Tomorrow. "Tomorrow is another day, we'll see".

It's better to call it calendar year...

-What a fucking day. -Felicino called from Corsica.

-What did he say? -Nothing. You know him.

-Feel like smoking? -What is it?

We call it "pot". It makes you feel good.

-You take drugs! -Do I look a drug addict?

No, but they say this thing kills you.

-Have you never smoked? -No, but I heard about it.

-Is it true it makes you throw up? -No, you take trips to fantastic places.

You feel like flying.

-Like Modugno? -No.

-Like in Donovan's song? -More or less.

-Do you have a pipe? -Yes, my father's one.

-Be careful. -This is fine.

What if prof Cutolo sees us?

Professor, we're taking drugs! My god!

Isn't it dangerous?

Wow!

Did it already "catch you"?

-I feel nothing. -Close your eyes and let go.

Susan... Can you hear me?

I can't.

-Then I can tell you. -I said I can't hear you.

-Can you hear me now? -No, I can't.

-Then I can go on. -What are you doing?

I'm smoking.

It's catching me! I can see Donovan, Modugno,

I can see prof Cutolo, everything!

I can see... God, those balls!

-Hallo? -Hi Luca, it's me. How're you?

Hi Marina. I'm so bored! I was with prof Cutolo.

If father Mariano joins us, I'll go to bed. How's Paolo?

Fine, he's sleeping.

He always talks about Susan. Is she there?

Susan? Let me take look.

Susan!

-Hallo, Marina? -Hi, I'm calling on behalf of Paolo.

My brother is shy and he does not have the courage to say things.

-But he loves you very much. -I love him too. -Eh!

Ok, tomorrow I'll come to the hospital. Bye.

-Shall we do it again? -Come on!

"Coitus interruptus". I told you this was going to be a bad day!

All going bad. Next thing is my father surprises us.

Oh, God! Get dressed, quick!

-What are you doing? -Nothing!

I told you not to use my pipe!

I am sorry.

Are you smoking? You know mum doesn't want to.

Caino, wasn't your brother "fucking" her?

-So it is still a family business. -If you are happy with it...!

If the pot will catch him, mum will have fun tonight.

Since Gianni had fallen in love with Adriana, he always stayed home

waiting for a possible telephone call from her.

-Gianni, why don't you go out? -I don't feel to.

You stay always home, we could have stayed in the city.

-Any problems with Selvaggia? -Let me read.

-Are you in love with somebody else? -How annoying!

I don't like to see you lying on that sofa, like a pillow!

Do you prefer I hang up to the ceiling like a lamp?

It's for me!

-Hallo? -This is Adriana. Let's meet inside the beach hut.

-You believed it! -You'd like to have sex in a beach hut!

None of your business!

Why don't you tell us what you and Lady Chatterley are doing!

For the Casanova of Genova ... Hip, hip...

-Hi. -Hi.

-Can you talk for a moment? -I'm in a hurry.

-Are you running to her? What did I do? -Nothing.

-Gianni! You really like her? She could be your mother. -Shut up!

-Tell me, If I did something wrong. -You did nothing.

I thought you loved me.

-Last winter you wrote to me so many love letters. -Now it's different.

You're not mature enough for me.

Bye, Gianni.

Morino, help me, somebody is drowning!

Coming! Hold her!

Morino, here she is!

If I catch you, I kill you!

-Play, match, game. -For you!

-Do you think this is Wimbledon? -Learn the game!

Eat a sandwich with the Davis "Cup"!

-Sorry for the joke yesterday. -I am not angry.

A sentimental relationship must be respected.

Sentimental!? The relationship is sexual.

-You and that woman... -Are you surprised?

-She looks an honest woman. -Infact, she's treating me honestly!

-Don't be mysterious, tell me. -She's consuming me.

-She's one of those who does... everything? -Everything.

-She likes it? -When you touch her, she starts shaking.

I never met a woman like that before.

If you tickle her shoulder she cries.

When we are in bed she talks like that...!

What does she say?

-She's a pig, then. -Yes, she's a pig.

I think I saw you on the beach with Gianni.

I am a good friend of, I 'm his best friend.

We talk about everything. He told me to come here.

-Am I disturbing? -No, sit down. Some ice tea? -Thanks.

Gianni is right, you are great.

No, I am a normal bourgeois wife on holiday.

-His your husband at home? -No, he's almost never here.

-Interesting. -I think it's depressing.

Points of view.

Is Gianni saying I am a sensitive woman?

No, very sensitive!

How silly!

Gianni and I have no secrets.

-I know everything about your shoulder. -What do you know?

I know! But don't worry, I won't tell anyone.

-What are you talking about? -I know what the situation is,

I already had a couple of relationships with married women.

-Can you feel it? -No.

-You feel nothing? -No.

-Not even a little tickling? -No.

You should cry, at this point.

Do you want me to cry?

If you cry, I get excited.

And if you tell me the same things you tell Gianni... that would be great!

I will tell you, sure.

Idiot, stupid.

Are you slapping me? Gianni didn't tell me about that.

He told you I am a sensitive woman, and what else?

He said that you... you are a pig.

-What...! -Pig! You and that stupid pig!

-I'll show him! -Adriana!

-I brought you the novels. -This is the Marquis De Sade.

Come here, I want to talk to you.

-What's going on? -Out of my sight, you both!

-What are you doing here? -I came to show how stupid I am!

-Did you tell her what I said yesterday? -I did.

-And what did she said? -This is what.

Now listen to me.

Idiot!

I am a soldier, not a murderer.

What is the life of 200 people compared to the Reich Victory?

-They're like flies. -I don't kill flies.

I will never give an order to shoot.

Colonel, I have the power.

Shove it into your ass!

-May I hug you? -If you want.

-If you ever try to kiss me... -What will you do?

I'll let you kiss me.

-I missed you so much. -I did too.

-Paolo, how are you? -Better, thank you.

As soon as I leave you alone, you get into trouble!

The cast gives you a nice look.

-What about the cruise? -Very nice! Full of cool women.

Pleasant.

-What is this? -Stop it, my mother is here.

-Let's go into your room. -Are you crazy?

Yes. # A very crazy heart. #

Wait.

I'll get something, be back soon.

-What did you write? -"I love you so much".

When you're back in Africa, you'll say it was a blond with two big boops.

A blond like Susan. I bet you'll tell your friends about her.

-Luca! How did you get here? -From the terrace.

-You are so crazy. -Yes, I am crazy about you.

Marina, open.

-My mother! -We're in trouble.

No! There.

Marina, we have to talk.

You like that boy from Milan, don't you?

-Any problems? -No, on the contrary.

I asked around, his family is very rich.

-He's a lot of money. -I don't care about money.

I'd love Luca even if he were the baker's assistant.

I know, but with money it's better.

We'd be very happy if you marry him.

His mother looks like the Madonna of Pompei, she wears a lot of jewels.

-She's beautiful. -Mum, stop it.

You have our approval. Don't lose him.

It won't happen again. Give me a kiss.

If you are such a nice girl, I take some credits too.

-What's up? -My mother spoils always everything.

Nothing really happened.

Come here to your baker's assistant.

SONG: "Una carezza in un pugno".

-What are you doing? -Nothing.

I want to make love with you.

No, please, I've never done it.

Soon or later you'll do that. Your mother did it too.

I know, but sometimes I want and sometimes I don't.

Let's do it now.

-I don't know if I can do it. -Sure you can. It's natural.

What if I get pregnant?

You won't, I have the coil.

-Happy birthday, my dear. -Thanks.

-Happy birthday. -Thanks.

-Why is she here? -Who?

You know, your mistress.

Ah, Adriana! My parents invited her. Her husband is here too.

-I don't want her at my birthday. -I could not avoid it.

-Maybe you invited her. -Don't be silly.

We should not get together again, you like mature women.

-That's not true. -Why is she her, then?

-Because I wanted to meet you. -I don't.

Were you fighting because of me?

-No! -Yes. Gianni is still crazy about you.

-Big words! Crazy about me! -That's not true.

I believe it.

-But she doesn't. -You can't explain these things.

Gianni has not fault. Do you believe me?

At my age, these things can happen.

A woman gets bored and tries to catch a younger man.

I "teased" Gianni

and he didn't have the courage to refuse me.

But he loves you.

It's humiliating for me, not for you.

Getting old is really bad.

You wanted to give me a kiss.

My best wishes.

Here's Adriana.

-Where were you? -I was chatting with the guys.

-Bye Adriana, thanks. -Bye.

-She's cute. -She's a "bomb"! If I were younger...!

But I am stuck.

I'm joking!

This is Paolo. May I talk to Susan?

She left, she went back to her village!

I brought her to the station. I feel so free!

She didn't want to go away anymore.

She ate, slept and got gifts!

But I was tired of her,

so she realized she had to go.

Was she thinking to get married?

I will never get trapped. Agree?

Hallo? Paolino?

Hallo? Paolino?

Susan, don't leave!

Wait, Susan!

Susan!

If you want to follow the train, take off the cast, first.

-Susan was on that train. -I saw her.

-She told me to give you this. -Who? -Susan.

-Why she gave it to you? -Are you jealous?

-I came to give her some pics. -Sorry. -That's ok.

"Dear Paolo, I'm packing, but I want to say goodbye to you.

You're the best friend I ever met in Italy.

When you're back to Naples say hi to the Vesuvio and "O' sole mio".

Soon I'll say hi to them too and maybe we'll kiss.

This is my address.

A big "kiss". Susan."

Summer was over.

Big rainy clouds were on the way

and the sharp smell of the pine trees

were turning into cold wind blows.

-I am so wet! -What about Portofino?

-It was fun. -Hi, Luca.

-Careful. -What's up?

-Nothing... -What's going on?

-Will you get angry If I tell you something? -It depends.

I am leaving this afternoon.

You told me you would leave on Sunday.

I know, but... Veronica is here.

We'll go to the countryside. My parents want to meet her.

Is she that cute girl?

Yes. She has some make up, nothing special...

-Who's she? -Remember my friend from Milan?

-Your girlfriend? -Yes, but once in Milan, I...

-Will you write to me? -Sure.

-I won't. -Why not? -No reason.

-Luca, let's go, it's late. -Ok.

-You must be Veronica. I am Marina. -Hi. Are you crying?

No, it's the rain.

We should go. Bye.

-Bye, Marina. -Goodbye, Luca.

After 18 years, Forte dei Marmi is always there,

the Capannina is just the same, happy and arrogant.

-Paolo! Susan! -Look, Cecco! -My god, Cecco!

-How many years! -Susan and I got married.

-We remember you loved each other. -We're happy.

-If you had not given that letter... -But I did.

-Why did you disappear? -When you're young you do crazy things.

I bet you're not married, you're not that kind of man.

But I am. She's German, we met 5 years ago.

We don't talk much because of the language, but in bed... she's such a pig!

-I still have Susan pics you gave me. -I have them too.

Nothing changed here, like in the '60.

People changed.

No, we changed. We don't go out much at night.

Many years ago it was different.

-Good evening. -They are Felicino and Luca.

-Where? -There. -Look at Felicino!

Hey, sweetie! Excuse me.

Have you seen my brother? He's fat, but he's still an attractive man.

-Mind if I say hello to some friends? -Sure, go on,

but in 10 minutes we are leaving.

-You can come too. -I would not know what to say.

-Hi, Luca. -Hi. -Don't you remember me?

Sure! You look nice.

-You look nice too. -When did you arrive?

I am leaving tonight, we go to Spain.

-Great! -I prefer Corsica.

I have to go, my husband is waiting.

It was nice to meet you again.

Yes, it was.

-Hi, Luca. Hi, Felicino. -Hi, sweety.

-Who's she? -Marina, the one with the stupid brother.

-The one who brought bad luck? -That one.

-Marina! -Is she a friend of yours?

He "fucked her" 20 years ago.

Same old romantic.

Selvaggia comes here too.

She's not with Gianni. She's married and divorced

and now living together with a car dealer from Pistoia.

Gianni comes here sometimes, he's a journalist.

He's not married. He says he never met the right woman.

Adriana keeps on going out with men younger than her.

Feel ashamed dancing with an old woman?

No, I like slow dances.

At my age they were really cool.

Because you could get a more human contact.

Mum, you're great!

And you can't dance.

Mum, what about when you were young?

-I don't know... it was different. -What do you mean?

I can't tell... our hearts were beating.

Yes, I think I remember that our hearts were beating.

This is for you, miss.

"This message sums up all the letters I never wrote to you.

You're always the most beautiful. Luca."