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Ice-cream bars, snacks, ice-cream cones, beer!

- What's this? - Snacks, ice-cream bars!

- One moment! - I have also the right to look.

- What the hell! - May I? - What are these manners?

What's the matter, have the Italian State Railways gone mad?! - May I?

- May I? - Thank you.

- Ice-cream bars, snacks! - May I?

Come here, I'm getting drunk with Coca Cola!

Do you want an ice-cream bar? Do you want it?

Do you want one?

Miss, an ice-cream bar!

- Miss! - Coming! - An ice-cream bar.

- Come see! - What is it?

- O, mother! - O, my soul!

Miss! I also want an ice-cream bar. Miss!

- Miss! - 100 lire, miss!

- Be careful, the train's leaving! - So hot!

- Miss! Come back here! - Bye, handsome!

Miss, let me look at you!

Miss! I'll marry you!

- What nuisance being beautiful! - You're right.

Hi, Luigi.

- You like life, don't you? - What do you want, that's youth.

- Marisa, what did you promise me? - A kiss. - Eh!

- When will you go dancing with me? - Tomorrow.

- I'd take you to church. - Think about your wife.

Chief, I have something to do. I'll be right back.

Are you going to root for my son? That stupid son of mine. Well?

- Fumetto! - How pretty you are! - Come here, where're you going?

- Let's go. - When we'll you stop giving hopes to these boys?

- What have I to lose? - Someone we'll take care of you.

- I like no one of them! - You like them all!

Gardenio, wait for us!

Marisa! Wanna bet Gardenio will want to take you for a walk?

- Come back. - Get lost!

Hurry up, leech!

Marisa, what are you doing, conquering Rome?

- Bye! - Bye!

Is it bitting?

How nice! What is it, a catfish?

Poor animal. He's dying, the wretched!

Have you forgotten you were in a hurry?

- Catch it! Enjoy it! - Stupid! - The fish!

- Would you go on a trip with me? - Of course!

- Where'd you like to go? - Wherever.

Me, I'd like to be on that ship.

No, the sea frightens me.

- Fumetto, will you do me a favor? - Sure!

Run to Luccicotto and tell him I'll be right there.

- Shall I tell him the Intercity was late? - Go...

I was also afraid of the sea when I was a child.

I have to go. The captain's my problem.

Why, aren't you the captain?

I'm a sailor on the ''Tirreno''. It's my first trip.

- I work at the station. - We do Civitavecchia-Palermo.

I'm here every week.

- What's your name? - Angelo, and yours? - Marisa.

- Bye! - Bye!

See you on Sunday!

- Come on! I'm a jaguar! - Catch this.

- Some jaguar! - Swine!

- Wanna kill me?! - Luccicotto!

- Luccicotto! - It was about time!

- Luccicotto. - Even today the Intercity lost it's way? - Bah!

Have you set your mind on making me look like an idiot?

- Cut the bullshit! - Take care, or you'll get it.

Bye! I'm off!

- Where're you going? Come here! - What do you want? Are you my boyfriend?

- Have I ever kissed you? - Yes!

Fool! We were kids, still going to school.

You call those kisses?!

Marisa! What day is today?

Swine!

See what's in there.

Search. Do you remember where we hid to kiss?

Under the bench of the station snack bar.

What your father gave us!

- How beautiful! - It's gold.

Seventeen years, you're old by now.

I got a muscle strain here, on the waist. Will you massage me?

Alright, let's do it, this massage.

What would you do without me? Would you feel my absence, even a little?

Damn it! I have to do the military service.

And it was so good... here, with you.

- It's so good. - What a hit

I have to go now. If I'm late, your father will kill me.

- Right now? - Don't you know the express's coming? Bye!

- That one doesn't get lost! - Bye!- Bye.

If I catch you, you'll get mangled!

- Admit you're jealous. - I'll show you...

- Marisa's coming! - Tits are walking!

- You're so hot! - Marisa, what a body!

Marisa, look at the blondie!

- I'll marry you. - Come here!

- Careful or you'll fall! - Jerk!

- I didn't see anything! - What did you want to see?! I'll tell you

Hot! Really hot!

- Bloody doll! - Hi. - Hot rose! - My soul!

- Bu! - Stupid.

Take care, the express won't wait for you.

- Mind your own business. - And you, sleep tight.

- Worm! - Pop-corn commercial!

- How might you be? - Prosperella. - Where d'you live? - Down there.

- How come I've never seen you? - I've been in the hospital. - Bye!

Wait for me, public menace!

Hurry up, slowpoke!

Work, slave!

His name is Pietro! Got it?

What are you doing, sleeping?

Ice-cream bar, snacks, ice-cream cones, beer!

- Welcome. - Thank you. - Good day.

- We were waiting for you on the five o'clock train. - I was late. - Come.

- Is she always like this? - Worse even.

Snacks, ice-cream cones, beer!

- Morons, all cuckolds, beer! - A snack? - Ahia!

- She always dresses like that? - Yes. - With that cleavage? - Yes.

- With bare knees? - Yes, yes.

Send her. I don't even want to see you.

Go away! I'm losing my mind!

- Does she always make this chaos? - Well...

- Does the boy always follow her? - No, not always.

She was born here. Everyone at the station knows her.

Her father died when she was little. It was a work accident.

The old stationmaster loved her as if she was his daughter.

Bye fairy!

- Luigi, my compact. - The new station master. - Ah!

- So young? - Here's your compact.

- Yes, it had fallen. - The little mirror broke.

What could happen to me? Bye!

How is it possible for this girl to be here?

There're so many schools for railwaymen orphans.

Wouldn't it be better to try and set her up?

- Marisa at school? - Anyway, she'll have to leave the station

There, against the wall.

It looks like a junk dealer's shop.

May I?

What do you want?

I've brought you the bed linen and I'll make your bed.

Alright, go ahead.

Put this against the window.

The old station master put there because you could see the sea.

- Take away that painting. - Take away the cows painting?!

- It's a nice work, made by an employee. - Don't meddle!

- You can go. - Good day.

Get lost!

I like order.

I like all things that are at their place.

Like men.

I'd always like to dress like, like a... serious woman.

I assure you, one couldn't tell.

If I sometimes go with a cleavage, it's because I have to sell my stuff.

- Clients have their demands. - Nice demands. Aren't you ashamed?

- Yes, I am. - I don't believe you.

- The bed's ready. - Alright, you can go, then.

- If, at least, I was ugly! - Will you, please, go?

If you'd onIy know how difficult life is for a lonely girl like me.

My father and mother are dead. I don't even have a cousin.

I have to defend myself in life.

Do you know that the best defense is to attack? I attack.

No! That's how it shall be! Who does this stationmaster think he is?!

Look, Mari'! You're a hot rose!

I got tango in my blood.

- Wanna bet? - On what? - Everything alright? - Yes.

- Spring's here, are you hot? - I'm burning!

Here, beautiful, take it to the table.

Bet on what?

That in one week I'll make him fall in love also, and then I'll laugh in his face.

- Him who? - The stationmaster. - Good night.

I can't get this figure quite right.

- Where're you going? - Bye. - Playing hermit? - Boh!

He's greedy! He takes them all.

- If I have it my way, I'll bring one for you too! - Even second hand would do.

- Careful women, handsome's coming! - Perfumed like a rose! Ahia!

Hey, starlet!

Come on! Hurry up!

Hold this for a second, Prosperella.

- Looking for Marisa? - Yes. - She's at the sports field. Come, I'll take you.

- Wait for me here. I'll be right back. - Get back soon!

Come on, Luccicotto! Show what you've got!

Shoot!

Referee! Go clean the toilets at the Coliseum!

Luccicotto, what's the matter, have you got a twisted ankle?

Tell your father to put it right!

- Pass the ball! - Come on! - Cuckolds!

There she is.

- And who's that one? - The stationmaster.

How I like this sea! If I were a man, I'd have been a sailor.

But I've always confused the Tyrrhenian with the Mediterranean.

- I always was last in my class at school. How about you? - The first.

I couldn't concentrate on the books more than five minutes.

I only liked having fun.

I used to have a classmate like you.

- Were you in love with her? - Didn't even cross my mind. - Who was your favorite?

The first in the section B class.

Me, I've never fallen in love until now.

- Are you coming to the game? - No, I'll be stopping here.

What a way of having fun, staying here, alone.

I'm a romantic. I've always hated soccer.

I'm also romantic, but when I set my mind on something, I don't back out.

- What have you set your mind on? - Not going back to school.

Me also, when I decide something, I don't give up.

Have fun, then. I'm going back to the match. Me, I like soccer.

When does this first half end?!

I've heard you make cars crash!

- Referee, time! - Are you afraid the butterfly will run away? - Cut it out!

- Marisa. - What? - The sailor. - Where? - There.

- O, God! - What is it?

- I feel strange, like having something here. - Where? - Boh. In the stomach.

I got it, you're seasick. Come on Luccicotto!

- Hi. - Hi.

- How are you? - Fine. And you?

- How come you've remembered me? - And you?

Now you're picking up passers by also?

- Who are they? What do they want? - Don't mind them, they're four jerks!

How dare they?

The first half is over. Can you wait for me? I'll be right back.

You'll wait here, yes?

- Have you seen how powerful I am? - Can I get a massage? - Get lost!

How many ice-creams cones have you sold today?

- Listen, Luccicotto. - What? - There's something I haven't told you.

- It ain't the only one. Spit it out. - Have you seen the stationmaster? - Well?

That romantic-first of his class-jerk wants to drive me away.

- Away? From where? - From the station bar, from where else? Stupid!

The stationmaster is now here, at the field.

- Must have come to se you. - Yes, I wish it.

- She'll get you! - Wish it! - I'm gonna smack you!

- So? - ''The Southern Arrow'' comes today and he must be right back.

- We've got little time. - To do what?

He wrote to the Ministry asking to admit me to the telegraph school.

Using the fact that I was a railwayman's orphan!

What do you care? We are getting married, aren't we?

- What are you doing, confessing? - Are you going to the altar?

The answer came today. It's in the stationmaster's desk.

I must see it, but I don't have the guts to steal it.

- So? - You do it. - What are you talking about? No way!

Why not? You're the owner's son, you can do whatever you wish!

- Can't you see I'm playing? - Let someone else play!

- Don't trust her! - Women! They suck your blood dry and then betray you!

- Retard! - I can't.

- Luccicotto! You must choose: me or the ball. - I can't!

That's so? I won't even look at you!

Luccicotto! Marisa you're through with her.

I can't!

Well done, Luccicotto! My! You sure are tough!

- Marisa, where're you going? - I must run to the station, wait here.

Marisa! Wait!

I'll be back! I told you I'll be back!

- Marisa! - Yes, at Christmas!

- Forget her! - Let me through!

Morons! Cowards!

Run! Run!

There'll come the day when someone'll get you!

- Hi. - Hi, Marisa.

You're the only one who knows.

I haven't told anyone the stationmaster wants to chase me away.

- I'm like a father confessor. - Do you know why? Because you're good.

You're the only one who understands how I'm made on the inside.

Even better than I do myself...

.. who am a fool.

- I understand you, but can't touch the letter from the Ministry. - Why?

- What's wrong with that? - Because it's not honest.

- Have you ever asked yourself what a clear conscience means? - Bah!

These are things concerning you, men.

- No, I can't. And then, why read it? - Words!

- If they take me to that school, I tear it. - You tear it? - Sure.

So he'll have to write again, they'll answer once more,

and a week goes by.

Have you any idea how many things can happen in one week?

Today the stationmaster condescended to take a walk with me.

- What?! - Yes, but stationmasters are like fathers to me.

You really are only a kid, Marisa.

A lying and mean kid.

That's why I love you.

- Then? - No.

Ah! That's how it is? That's how you treat me?

Take care that even you can kiss your Marisa good-bye!

Luigi... do you remember that time, in Pasquetta?

We were left alone.

With that wasp that had stung you in the nose, remember?

- You wanted to kiss me. - Of course I remember.

And I ran away.

Remember the time we went to the Luna Park?

And you wanted to get in the mystery house?

That time also you wanted to kiss me.

And I had hidden behind a mummy.

Afterwards, you almost, almost cried.

Sure, Marisa. Everything I did with you it's engraved into my heart.

Well, now I'd kiss you.

Take it.

- So? - There're vacancies. They were only waiting for me!

- They'll take me. I'm going to school - And the kiss? - We'll meet later.

There's always a wasp or a mummy between us, isn't it?

I made them all KO!

How late it is! It feels like night already.

- You wouldn't fancy I've fallen for you? - No!

How beautiful is this hour! Soon, the fishing boats will go out.

Then the ''Cristoforo Colombo '' will sail in, with all those lights...

When I was little I was counting them every night.

I was up here to see the little men.

And then I spat them on the head.

You haven't changed that much.

I stayed here until nightfall because I liked being afraid. Then I ran away.

I went with the boys to play war.

I've never met a girl like this.

Like what?

Who almost makes me want to cry.

What a figure you are!

- Have you always been alone? - Never! I was always at the station.

Some scolded me, others kissed me.

If I wanted to be alone I had to lock myself in the toilets.

- You had a nice life. - Yes.

I went on nice trips!

One day an engine driver would take me to Fiumicino.

Some other day a ticket inspector would take me all the way to Livorno, or Milan.

I'd go wherever they'd take me. I felt fine everywhere.

- But I speak so much about myself... who are you? - Some guy.

More serious than that!

You'd say princess Margaret!

Good day.

I've thought a lot before coming and bothering you.

You're so different from the others.

Did I do wrong?

I haven't died yet for you to bring me flowers...

I only wanted to know if the Ministry had answered you... about that thing.

It will.

Anyway, if I don't want to go to that school, you can't make me!

I don't care what you'll do, only that you don't stay here and raise a scandal.

But what am I?

Since the moment I've got here you've been ringing around me half naked,

looking for me, entering my room.

- What is it that you want? - Where should I put the flowers? - Wherever you wish.

I've finally found who can say it to me. I'm so spoiled.

What do you want to make me believe? That I was wrong about you?

- That maybe you're retrievable? - I am retrievable!

This is what you'd need.

- Who is it for? - For a beautiful girl.

- And when will you give it to her? - When the right moment will come.

The express is coming! Excuse me!

When you finish eating, you'll buy yourself a cigar.

Good idea!

Here she is.

- You've striked out this time. - How d'you know?

- Come on, don't play stupid. - What d'you want? - Cough it up.

- I've won the bet. - Dreamer!

- Has the stationmaster kissed you? - No. - So?

- He almost hit me. - Why? - Because he's in love.

- He already has a gift for me: a golden compact. - Oh, yes?

I'm in his blood. I'm the only woman in his life.

- Hi. - Antonio.

Hey! Who's that giraffe?

- Hi, how're you? - Welcome.

Cough it up.

Hold this, Fumetto.

Getting to work. Ice-cream!

You look well. And your father?

He always is so busy. You know how a Ministry's like.

- He became Rossi and Bandelli's right arm - And you? Any news?

On Sunday, the dog's purge, the day before yesterday the caretaker's death...

.. and yesterday Bovia's vernissage. You can't imagine the crowd!

- Hi, chief. - Hello. - Who's this one?

No one, the bar girl, an orphan.

- Good day, chief. - Hello.

It's for you.

It's wonderful!

''For Luisa, for Luisa, for Luisa. Antonio in love''.

Thank you, Antonio.

- The mirror's broken. - That stupid delivery boy!

It doesn't matter.

- Is it interesting around here? - Eh? Yes, sure, sure.

- Unnerving, this girl. - Don't mind her. - Are you free? - Yes.

- Let's go. - Where're you taking me? - To the sea, it's beautiful.

Even provincial life has it's perks.

Of course, especially in this season.

Happy who sees you!

Who does he think he is?

Even I get compacts as present. And gold ones!

Who gives it to you, that stupid son of mine?

When I was young, I got presents from women.

Today's young men!

I don't speak anymore with that sucker son of yours!

I can get all the fiancees I want, dear mister Emilio.

I only have to raise a finger, and I've got a regiment around me!

- Imagine what happens if you raise two. - A regiment I can find!

- One moment, I'll be right back! - What is it, the San Vito dance?

Who goes around eats, who stays at home fasts.

Hear that...

Luigi! Luigi, get down! It's very important!

I can't, Marisa! Have to go on the building site!

Moron! I wanted to get engaged to you.

I'll wait for you at the Luna Park, at nine. Bye!

- Marisa, where're you going? - To the soccer field.

- I'm coming also. - No, you stay here! - Why?

Because I must speak alone to Luccicotto.

Ah, I got it.

I'll go where it says ''gents''.

- Where's Luccicotto? - He's changing.

- Bonkers! - Let him be, you'll ruin his career.

- When a woman charges, you're done for. - How'd you know?

- I'm half naked! - What do I care?

Hurry up, I have to talk to you.

Do you hear me?

Hey, I'm talking to you!

Are you paralyzed?

Careful, I'm leaving!

Farewell!

Slap me if you want, but tell me something.

You're the one who didn't want to see me anymore.

- It's you that didn't want to talk to me. - True, Luccicotto.

If you want us to be friends like before, you should apologize.

- Alright. - Come, say: ''I'm sorry''. - I'm sorry.

- If you want us to go on being friends, you have to decide. - Decide what?

We must get engaged.

That's exactly why I came here!

- But, I didn't know how to tell it to you. - Marisa!

Luccicotto, what did they do to you?

Damn what a head you've got!

We'll party this evening!

A dinner that'll never end, at mister Torquato's pizzeria.

Everyone will be there: grandpa, grandma, my aunts, nephews and my friends.

- Do they already know we're engaged? - No! Don't you see my head's shaved?

- I'm leaving tonight, I'm going to Rome for my military service. - What?!

Now you're leaving?

Then?

What good is to me?

- Whale! I had begun liking it. - Look who's talking!

- Come, I'll give you a good time. - Oh, yes? Alright.

- May I? - You can have no peace.

- You found your place, didn't you? - Who's gonna move from here!?

We're a great pair.

Luccicotto! Don't stay like this!

150 g of minced meat,

100 g guanciale, one clove of garlic, an onion,

when it's browned you add the tomato and two glasses of wine.

- It's a treat! - I don't eat tomato sauce.

- We don't even tell my father we're engaged? - Better not.

- Why? - Why not?

- We'll you come visit me when I'm gone? - Sure.

Bu! Easy!

- Can l tell you something? - What d'you want?

- Luigi sent me. He's been waiting you for an hour. - Tell him I'm coming. Go!

Are you through, big boy?

Come show your punch.

Is she making you wait for her? Come try it, blondie!

What are you afraid of? Take it.

Come on.

- So? - They're having so much fun you'd say it's a wedding banquet.

- And Marisa? - She's also having fun: singing, dancing...

- Who's she dancing with? - With mrs. Rosa.

Stop it!

Here. Let's go.

- Stingy! - Go sleep!

- When is she coming? - She said she'd come right away.

I've only rode once on the bumper car.

But I've never did rifle range. I never have any money.

Prosperella gave it to me. She found it in the garbage. You want it?

Here, go and shoot.

Wanna shoot?

Can I have the rifle?

Suffer!

It kills you?

- What token do you give me? - What can I give you? I got nothing.

If you want I can give you the compact you gave me.

And what will you do? You look into it one hundred times a day!

To a... to a... to a blade of grass,

I got... I got... I got chained,

And now... and now... and now, that hooked to it I am,

Don't know... don't know... don't know, How free to be again,

But nothing do I regret.

Life with you so sweet it is.

To a... to a... to a blade of grass,

It seems to me, you two are too hooked up.

Trust me, my son, forget this flirter.

- The train's coming! - Let's go. - Don't go!

- How old are you? - 26.

You're older than 20?! You're an old man!

When one gets to a certain age...

.. my grandpa says trouble begins, the back pains,

you have to eat all the time if you want to go to the toilet.

Let's go.

- Do you have any grandchildren? - No.

Then they'll take you to the asylum when you're old.

Then, when you die, they'll you take to the cemetery on the town's money.

Then they'll put you in the hole, and you won't even know.

Go sleep, Fumetto.

Luigi! I didn't think I'd find you anymore.

While there's life, there's still hope, isn't it, Luigi. Good night.

You're looking at me?

Well? Now you're leaving?

After all the way you made me come to come and speak to you?

Hey! I'm talking to you!

Is it my fault you had to go on the building site today?

You could have stopped for five minutes, couldn't you?

I'm stupid!

- Should've got engaged to Luccicotto tonight! - Enough!

Luigi, are you crying?

- Enough, I was also joking before but now... - Now?

I love you. And you go on flirting with everyone.

Ah, I go on flirting.

And who told you I was flirting?

Then, you must make up you mind.

As far... as I'm concerned... I've already made my mind.

Damn, am I elegant or what! Don't I look like a pasha?

Let's go kids!

- My mother surely had an ugly one. - You're right.

Angelo, if you go out, take your I.D. Take my word for it.

- Shall we go out together? - Get lost! - Who d'you think you are?!

- Let's see what we do tonight. - You know what.

I'm getting married.

Three things in life you can't forget.

Your youth, your mother and the first one that you love.

I'm getting married! She's an angel, that's what she is!

Wonder around in this phantom ship.

Where can you find one like her? When you see her, you feel like flying.

How long have you gone out together?

I've been waiting for a month for this week to go by.

I met her last Sunday, before embarking.

She fell for me me. She has never kissed anyone.

I figured it out 'cause she wasn't breathing on her nose.

She's an angel, that's what she is.

The youth flies by, and the mother dies.

But what you can't forget is that first love.

- I'm getting married! - Hey! Who's gonna take you?

- We got engaged! - Hurrah!

- When will this building site be over? - Nobody knows.

When will they promote you?

Don't worry, you'll be a stationmaster's wife.

Oh, Luigi! I'm so happy!

- We got engaged. - Congratulations.

Stop it here, and come with me.

I wonder if he figured out we stole the letter from the Ministry from him?

I think he's still waiting for it. Bye.

- Give me a kiss. - Here? - Yes.

Bye!

Bye, my love.

No, Angelo! No!

No!

No!

Oh, God, what did you do to me?

Angelo! Oh, my God! Angelo.

He who laughs last, laughs best! I'm not going to school!

I don't want to be a telegraph operator!

I don't want to spend my life in a cupboard,

with those horrible headphones into my head, like a mummy!

I'm the merry type. I like having fun!

Come on, go get dried, you won't go to school.

From the Ministry they wrote there're no places available. You'll remain here.

''To Marisa, the doll on my mind. ''

''To Marisa, my favorite night dream. Carmine. ''

Who's this one?

What a bunch of nitwits!

What is it that you've got, Mari'?

- He's a macho Luccicotto, isn't he? - Hm.

We made this in Pasquetta, remember?

And the Luigi sent me away.

- Fumetto. - What? - D'you want this album? - Yes.

- It's yours! - To do what? - Throw it away!

''The one that's been forgotten, forgets not today, tomorrow, and for ever. ''

Amen.

He sure wrote a lot, that Carmine!

I was going by...

Hello, Marisa. Come in.

- I wanted to thank you. - Why?

This station is like my house. I can't picture myself anywhere else.

There'll come a day when someone will take you away.

I've put some flowers in your room.

I saw you've moved the table. How come you moved it back?

- You can see the sea from the window. - I'm going.

- Listen, Marisa. Are you going to the soccer game on Sunday? - Maybe.

The ''Southern Arrow'' won't stop on Sunday. I'll be free the whole afternoon.

We could take a walk on the beach as you like so much.

- I'm sorry, I can't. - I hoped you'd be kinder.

- Didn't I bring you flowers? - Why can't you come with me?

Because... because I'm engaged.

Yes, engaged to everyone.

- No, this time is the real thing. - Who with?

Luccicotto. As a matter of fact, I'm going to Rome to meet him, one of these days.

Have fun!

Luigi, can I talk to you for a moment?

What is it, Marisa?

Something happened to me.

- Go to bed, and stay warm. - No, it's not for this.

The cold doesn't matter.

Something else happened to me.

It came to me suddenly, this night.

- I felt a big chill. - But... why?

Do you remember what you once...

.. told me about honesty, about conscience?

- Well, I've understood even I had one. - It was big time.

And what color'd this conscience have?

Black, Luigi. Black.

Don't laugh about it, 'cause I even thought about something else.

About what, Marisa?

I don't have the courage to tell you.

What is it?

Guess. You guess it.

You realized you had to apologize to all those you exasperated?

You've understood you had to make peace with the stationmaster?

No, Luigi. It's something about you.

- You've decided to dump me? - Yes.

Stupid!

Damn it, what a slap!

Forgive me, Luigi. Forgive me.

Remember when you told Luccicotto to let go of me...

.. because I'm a flirter?

- You were right! - Did you go at confession?

Damn it what a tango!

What's with you?

Have you gone crazy?

I've fallen in love!

The showers agreed with you, isn't it?

- He's coming back tomorrow! - Who, the one that got you? - Yes!

Yes, yes, yes, yes!

Why are you sprucing up for? Now...

Why, there only is one woman in this world?

Angelo, you never forget your first love.

What do I care about that one? We're through! Finished!

- So? - So, why don't you pass it to me?

What do I care she doesn't breathe on her mouth? I don't kiss long.

- She goes with everyone, anyway. She might even go with you. - Think so?

Let's go, the chicks go out from the Mass, and who's gone get them?

- Sure, you'll get them! - Sure thing.

- Bring me her photo. - Pain in the ass! - Cuckold!

- Hey, guys, we'll have fun today! - Come and let's have fun.

What a suitcase!

Hey! Let me go!

So long! I'll show you who Angelo is.

- He'll get them all! - Of course, he's the handsomest.

- What are you talking about?! - Show your class!

- What are you looking what? - Am I looking to you?!

Careful, she hits!

Miss. Miss.

Give me the suitcase, I'll carry it. Come on, give it to me.

Shall we go at the cinema? Where're we going? Tell me. Answer me!

- He's got her. - To do what? - Yes, that's it.

- Wait here, I'll be right back. - Hurry up! My head hurts!

Hello, Marisa.

- Going away, chief? - Yes, I'm going to Rome.

- Marisa! - What, goldfinch?

- What'll you give me if I tell you something? - Forget it, Fumetto.

- Do you give me something if I tell you? - You're boring me!

Alright, I'll tell you all the same.

- The sailor's with a blonde. - Liar!

While you're sleeping, he's having fun with a flagpole.

Careful, if you're making it up, I'll maim you!

Look who's gonna maim me!

- Swear he's with a blonde. - I swear it.

I'm going. Fumetto, I'm going to Rome.

- There're so many handsome young men around! - I bet!

I'll make him pay.

- What're you going to Rome for? - To look for a husband.

- And who'd this husband be? - Boh! What do I know?

Luccicotto. Or someone else.

Bet I'll come back engaged with the stationmaster tonight?

I've had it with all these engagements.

- So, Marisa, does the bet hold? - It holds.

- How was that blonde? - Hot! With dark hair!

Ice-cream bars, snacks, ice-cream cones, beer!

- Have you gone mad?! - Can't I change my mind? - Excuse me.

Marisa, how come? You, going to Rome?

Why, can't I travel whenever I wish? And you, how come?

I'm going to meet my fiancee.

- I'm also going to meet my fiancee. - Oh, yes?

- With that train will you be back? - The seven, eight o'clock one, I don't know!

- You plan having fun? - Of course. That's why I came.

- Antonio. - Hi, Luisa.

- Have you met? - Yes,I've seen her at your station.

Where's the barracks of your fiancee?

Viale delle Milizie, where the tank drivers are.

- Can you make it on your own? - I'll manage.

- You've never been in Rome? - Yes, once, when I was three.

- Well, I'll be going now. - You must take the 99, from here. Come.

Rome has changed a lot since you were three.

- It's not that difficult taking the 99! - Come on, don't try to be independent.

- You're going to Viale delle Milizie? - Yes.

- Aren't you going up? - Of course I am!

Driver, would you tell this girl where Viale delle Milizie is?

At the tank drivers barracks.

- I'll wait for you this evening. - If you want to know, I'd go back right now.

- Will I always stumble on that bitch? - Luisa!

God bless you!

Excuse me, I want to speak to tank driver Lucio Paradisi.

Present arm!

Hey, miss, where're you going?

I'd like to speak to Lucio Paradisi.

- And who'd you be? - His sister. - Wait in the visiting room. - Thanks.

Hey! Go tell Paradisi! His grandma's waiting for him.

- Who's looking for Lucio Paradisi? - I am.

- Luccicotto's not here. It's Sunday. - So?

- As soon he's off duty, he speeds away. - Where to?

Of course he's a moron. Leaving with such a grandma!

- Can you tell me where he went? - Dancing. Come, I'll accompany you.

- Have you seen the one with green panties? - Which one? The one on the right?

- No! The one getting out from the dressing-room. - Ah! Yes! Nice!

- Why are you looking for Luccicotto? Ain't I better? - Here we go!

- Albino! - What? - Come here a sec.

Have you seen Luccicotto?

- Hey! I'm speaking to you! - He went to the ''Paradiso''. - Thanks.

- Let's go, I'll accompany you. - Wait! - Where're you going? - Coming with you.

I haven't got one lira to take her and you butt in?

- Hey, Tarzan! No! - What? - Scram! - Hands off.

Don't go away, blonde!

Listen, now you're looking that way? And me this one. Come on!

While he's looking, why don't we do a tango?

Come, hurry up, and fight Luccicotto, come on.

At your orders, my soul!

- Hey! - After.

- Let's do it right now. - I said no.

You won't find another one like me. I'll wait for you.

- Hey! Have you seen Luccicotto? - Who's he?

Look at her!

- But she's a star! - Yes, a star.

Well? So?

Nice, dancer!

And we...?

- So, you prefer the navy? - Yes, why? - What d'you want?!

- I'll wait for you. - Wait.

- Why're you laughing? - I'm laughing. - Why're you laughing?

- Can't I laugh? - Forget it! - Diver!

Come, kitty, I'll take you to your Luccicotto.

Scram!

You are ugly!

- Hey! - Well? - Scram! - Why? - Scram!

What, have you volunteered?

- Walking behind the hearse? - Go work!

I'm a made man, blondie!

Here you are.

Listen, we're going now.

- Get lost. - Three soldiers and a lady.

- Now we'll have fun. - With this doll.

''TEA DANCE''

- Hey, what're you doing?! - What?

- How arrogant! - Got anything against?

- Here I am again. - Get lost!

- Take advantage, I'm all yours. - Scram! - I'll wait for you.

- You don't know what I'd do to you! - Will you shut up?! - You do love me!

Marisa! How did you find me?

What a nice surprise! It's like a dream.

Talk to me, say something, or I'll think you're a ghost.

- How did you get here? - By train.

My love.

You've put on weight.

- D'you know what I do as soon as I'm back? - Hm. - Marry you.

Let's get out of here! There're so many beautiful places in Rome.

- No, Luccicotto. - Why? - I want to leave

- What? Like this? Right away? - Yes, right away.

- Hey, they took her from us! - Run!

- Are you leaving? - No, I'll be waiting.

Let me look at her a little more!

- Well, bye, boys. - Bye. - Bye, Marisa. - Bye, Marisa.

- Marisa. Don't you kiss me? - With all these people around?

- Only one kiss. - Isn't it enough if I only say it?

Here it is, on the mouth.

- Luccicotto, you've got lipstick. - Farewell, fairy!

- Bye! - Bye, my love! - Bye, Marisa! - Come back, soon!

- Marisa, bye. - What do you want? Leave me alone. - Marisa!

- All of you, leave me alone! - What did I do?

I'm bored. I've had enough.

- Of what? - Of you men.

Luccicotto, Luigi... they're all the same these bastards.

D'you think they're sincere? That they love me? No!

If I'd have let them do, do you know how quickly they'd have dumped me?

- You're a child. - Yes, a child.

- I've watched you a lot these days, even when you were not aware. - I know.

- D'you remember the first time we saw each others? - Of course!

I was afraid of you, that's why I wanted to send you away.

I hated you. I couldn't stand you, with all those men around.

- What could I do? - Nothing.

And me neither. That's how I fell in love with you.

How many times I've been on the point of kissing you, even if you wanted it or not.

In my room, or that day, on the beach. Remember?

- Why are you telling me all this now? - Wouldn't you mary me? - But...

No, not right away. Later.

- Remember when Luisa came and we got into the carriage? - Well?

I thought: ''This little stupid, this flirting nosey parker, I'll marry her''.

Today I broke up with my fiancee. We argued.

I've waited for you at the station the whole afternoon.

- I'm sorry. - It doesn't matter. You came.

- No. No, I can't, I can't. - Why?

Because I'm in love with someone else.

- Grandpa, who knows, maybe there also is your photo. - Who knows?

- Here it is! - Really?

- Did you get engaged with the stationmaster? - Yes, and I dumped him.

- Where're you going? - To the fort! - Do what? - Jump from it. - Sure!

It won't rain. Spring storm: it barely begins, that is over.

You're also waiting?

I've been waiting for hours.

I went home for lunch and then came back. I'm waiting for Fumetto, and you?

Wanna shut up, girl?

- Is the one you're waiting for handsome? - Cut it out!

Don't be upset. Find another.

Won't you shut up? Find another one yourself!

- I'm tired. - You're right, we've been walking all day long.

- It's a nice evening, isn't it? - Yes.

A little chilly.

I'd like sleeping here, wouldn't you?

- What're you thinking at? - At my house.

I didn't think you were sentimental, but I understand you.

Even we, artists, we 're always on the road like sailors are.

- Where're you from? - From Cesena.

But I haven't got any family left. Only an old aunt, who drinks and smokes cigars.

We are four brothers, all boys. Imagine that!

The others are all smaller than me. They love me a lot!

They always wait for your return. I'm like a God for them.

The family surely is a great thing.

My father has a little farm down there, on the Giglio Island.

The last time I was there I painted it all over, with green shutters.

If you'd see how beautiful it is!

The one I'll marry should be like a queen in that house.

Like a queen!

I won't be that queen, for sure.

What will the manager of your acting company say to you for being late?

- All because of me. - Don't worry, all will be fine.

It's easy to replace my number, I'm no Wanda Osiris.

- Bye. - No good-bye kiss?

Farewell, handsome sailor!

Farewell!

Lousy jerk! Lousy jerk! Take that!

Potato-peeler cabin boy!

Drown!

I hate you!

Marisa, I'll marry you.

Go away, you're wetting my bed.

Marisa, I'll marry you. Do you call this a life?

Alone among all these men, without anyone to love you.

With this bed that looks like a monk's.

Get back to your girlfriends, go! I don't want to see you anymore.

Go! Go away.

I love you, Angelo.

Angelo, what are you doing?

Angelo, what are you looking for?

Quickly, we're leaving.

- Are you mad? - Why?

- Leaving like this, all of a sudden?! - What should we wait for?

I don't know how to be a wife, I can't even cook an egg.

- Don't worry, I'll teach you. - No, no, no.

Take your four pairs of shoes, two pairs of panties and put them in the luggage.

No, Angelo, I'm not going.

Come on, make the luggage.

Should I keep this outside?

Quickly, we don't have any time to lose.

Angelo, what are you making me do?

The ships sails off in a quarter of an hour.

- Hi, grandpa. - Hi, chief. - Bye, Luigi.

- I'll help you. - Now, when no one gets down?

No, Angelo, my life's here. I can't leave this station.

I'm staying.

- Marisa! Where're you going? - He's taking me away!

- Where? - To his home !

Quickly, the ''Tirreno'' is leaving.

- Are you really getting married? - It seems so.

- With an orange flowers crown on your head? - Yes.

- And with a priest's blessing? - Yes, Fumetto.

Marisa! When will you be back?

Fumetto! You tell the others at the station that I've gone away.

- Come, Marisa. - Say good-bye to all of them.

Tell Luigi to forgive me, and same to the stationmaster.

Kiss Luccicotto when he comes back. Farewell!

- Marisa, you won't come back? - No!

Are you crying, Fumetto? Your belly's hurting?

If you had not come, I'd have left.

Come, let's go.

Here, put it on.

What can we do? She was born for love.

I didn't like Marisa that much.

- She was a hot rose. - She played around too much with men.

That's what all women do. Flirter!