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CANGUELO AND SAND

Enough, enough!

- Calm! Now the movie starts! - In Naples, right?

Yes, what's wrong with it?

And with the usual boat!

And the sea that shines!

The window they clean!

And the fishermen!

ЎSilence, seores!

Yes, they are fishermen, but not the usual fishermen.

Serious fishermen, who fish serious, democratic fish,

that will be solitary, and alone, democratically,

they jump to the pan.

Then people eat them, become indigestible, feel bad

and go to the pharmacy.

There, a small and old pharmacy in Vomero,

founded in 1881 by Mr. Giovannone.

Yes, everyone knows him, he is the inventor of the famous homunculus depurative.

A nice old-fashioned pharmacy

full of old remedies, bottles, bottles, poisons!

But the most poisonous thing is the smile of Mrs. Adele,

the widow of the founder.

Good morning, cavaliere.

ЎNicolino!

ЎNicolino!

ЎNicolino!

- Sorry. - Please. - Nicolino!

ЎNicolino!

- What are you doing? - Floor. - The glasses in the depurative?

- Unfortunate, murderer! - Sinvergьenza, criminal... - ЎSN!

We always put shit inside, the glasses are clean. - Hey!

I'm going, cavaliere! Serve the cavaliere. These cavalieri...

Too many cavalieri! How many cavalieri!

Come on!

- What do you want our beautiful big head? - I have a headache...

With that head, what do you want? What hurts your feet? Well, go!

- Give me an aspirin. - Right away.

No, it's not worth it.

This either. Just a moment.

- Is this ok? - Let's hope.

- Nicolino! - Yes...

I honestly advise a bottle of depurative Giovannone.

Specialty of the house, effective for the pain of «Jaca».

- How? - Yes, jaqueses pains. - No thanks.

Big head, but smart.

For charity... Get up to date.

Now, yes.

My aunt is plated the old way, 300 liras a month, and what do I do with that?

I do not steal, I integrate. Today in Italy, they all integrate.

I'll keep 30 lire, 300 give it to me, and so "round".

Dear cavaliere, women cost and I am a man of the world.

- I'm coming! See you, jaquesun. - Bye.

- Have you bought the depurative? - Do not. - Well, I'll lower your salary.

- But if nobody wants it. - You have to know how to sell.

You will see when it is announced in the newspapers.

Oh God! The... thing... the mermaid!

But what are you doing, asshole? ЎEvery day the same! It's the midday siren.

- I know, but she's still a mermaid. - You're still afraid of the bombing.

How much will you convince yourself that the war is over?

Is it over? It was suspended!

- What a shame. What man are you? - A man who is afraid.

Each one is made in his own way. For example, do not get offended, you have a mustache.

The cavaliere has a head, this depurative is disgusting.

I, I am afraid, and whatever happens,

wars, earthquakes, revolutions, fried squids,

I am always afraid.

If they put a machine gun to me here, behind my back, I would be afraid.

- Fear and naked women... - Call me a fool!

I am a man of the world.

Today is Saturday, noon. I'm going to party ». Auf wiedersehen».

- No. You're not leaving. - And why?

Until the advertising with your photo in the newspaper, do not leave.

- I had to leave today. It does not come out, you do not go. - These journalists!

Ў Bad!

Hey? ЇGapta of Naples? ЇSection of advertising?

Ciccillo, it's me, Nicola.

NI as Naples, CO as a tail, LA as music.

That, good. Why did not my photograph come out? You want to ruin me.

ЎAy, with this depurative!

It's fine, I'll publish it in the afternoon. Stay calm.

Damn it! Give me that folder.

Miss, what do you want?

- I want something for the mice. - Mouse?

What a rat of reasons... What kind of mice?

Small, big... many.

I understand, a kind of mouse. Ah, that's right!

Therefore, take a good bottle of depurative.

Do not joke, give me something to kill the mice.

Besides, this kills even horses,

for you I have a good "mouseomatic".

25 liras.

Do not.

You are very nice.

Excuse me.

It is tabby.

Girl, for mice this is better.

- Thank you, Don Nicolino. - You're welcome. Adieu, beauty!

Look, I got the picture of the monster. ЎBonita!

- They have not found it yet. - How did you get it?

- I have a friend in the police station. - Very good. I put it on the 1st page.

Gennarino, fast, take him.

Wait a minute, this too.

Be careful.

- And now, what is the photo of the criminal? - It's this, do not you see what the face?

You're right, he has the face of a murderer. Go!

The ticket for Ischia, round trip. Breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Go give yourself mud baths, do not look at women, do not smoke, and have fun.

- It's easy to say. - And on Monday at 8, here.

T. And the expenses?

- What? - Discretionary expenses.

I assumed, take 10 liras.

Aunty, you have me spoiled.

Do not be funny.

- The Gazette. Have they stopped him? - No, to know where he's going.

- He has killed 15 women. - 15 or 20.

How will he do?

He seduces them with his smile.

And at midnight he strangles them and kills them with knives. - What madness.

Has the Gazette of Naples been released? Yes.

Pretty girl, do you want to come with me to Capri?

Imagine: At night, in front of the «faraglioni»,

Under the stars, at midnight...

But what do I do to women!

No!

I do not look anything in the photo.

Good morning.

Then no,

I do not look like anything.

- Clean well, I'll kill you if not. - Do not worry, I'm a specialist.

After so much time there, locked up...

a little freedom, Ўaire, sun, light!

And some woman.

I like women.

Women have been my ruin.

- Done? - Yes.

- ЎVirgencica! - What happens?

No!

Hey? Do I talk to the police?

I've seen the murderer getting on the urban bus.

How do not you? I saw him climb up. They run to the airport!

Come on.

It's fine.

It's fine.

Flights with destination Brussels, London and Seville.

Hostesses to the apparatuses.

Flights with destination Brussels, London and Seville.

Hostesses to the apparatuses.

Miss, have you seen a man inside? Ah? A man?

I wish!

ЎMachotes!

How ugly!

Miss, come on!

Hurry! I take the stairs.

One moment, I get off in the next!

- Miss! - I'm flying.

- Seraora, say. - It's close. - Yes, ma'am.

It's the first time I travel by plane. And mine.

- I already feel bad. - Do not tell me, me too.

- Miss! - I go.

Say, sir. Do you unbutton my belt? Clear.

- No, thanks, I already do it. - ЎMalleduced!

- Do you fly often? - Yes. - Then it's a «volatile».

How? - No, it's that I'm a mammal... that says, mammfera.

- Miss! - Who is it? - Ў Flight attendant! - I am coming right away.

Here I am.

Miss, what time do you get to Seville? Are we going to Seville?

- Is it that he does not know? - Yes. - What time does it arrive? - I know.

- Go ask the pilot. - It's fine.

- ЎA Seville! - No, there.

Oh now », excuse me»... ЎTo Seville!

Marisa, please, give me a coffee.

Right away. Hey, dear, what time do you get to Seville?

Outside, horrible monster!

ЎGordo!

And well? - What do you want me to say? Today the pilots are a little nervous.

Attention. The flight of Naples has landed

with one hour in advance.

- One hour? It's a record. - How is it possible?

- What happened? - Leave me. - Do you feel bad? - What goes!

Hey, I'm brave like a lion, I was in the war,

and I have an iron stomach, but poor of you

if they put me back in the plane to a callo like that.

Wait, wait!

"Little lady," please.

- Miss, do you know Seville? - Do not.

- "Ok let's go". - But say "let's go"? - "Come on".

How much does he look for a being like you! How?

- I finally found it. - But who are you?

You are very well known, girl.

All ready?

But what talk?

Chiton.

- Is it a lot? - It reaches the ceiling. - Well done.

- I do not understand a "hunk". - It does not matter, you'll understand.

- Room 35, reserved. - Welcome, Mr. Cast.

"You have two beds, do not you?"

Is my sister. But what sister? If anything, the FRATELLA.

- Do you want to sign? - Yes. - There's the great Paquito.

- The greatest bullfighter in the world. - Your friend will be in Puerto Rico.

- Sir, is room 35 ready? - But the room belongs to the Lord.

Calm down, what happens? - The room is for Paquito, you had promised.

The room is mine and my sister's.

But Paquito is the biggest bullfighter in the world.

The room was reserved and I do not intend to give it up.

A moment, admirers of the great bullfighter Paquito arrive.

Let me pass.

ЎCalma!

Less "fire," out of charity!

Tomorrow our Paquito will go down to the sand, tonight he needs rest.

The biggest bullfighter in the world. The female bullfighting club of Seville

offers you this "honor" crutch. ЎViva Paquito!

ЎPaquito!

And no other woman in the world.

- Everything in order, sir. - Okay, we do not want to be bothered.

Tъ go to the switchboard.

- And to... - Just turn off the lights.

- Finally alone! - And now?

And now...

I am not a "girl", I am a "boy", it is more, a MUCHACHONE.

I know, I know everything about you.

- You killed 17 women. - It's not true, Commissioner.

And this?

Commissioner, do you believe what the newspapers say?

I am not a commissioner, I am a companion of yours.

- A pharmacist? - A murderer!

How well do you know how to kill women?

And all at midnight! What class!

Those two women in the bathroom... A poem!

And also young, old, old... You kill them all.

So I would have been me,

but never will be.

- Never! - Come on, do not be discouraged.

He's young, he'll do it...

But men, yes. I kill men easily.

If I had to kill you now, it would be a joke.

- A nonsense! - A naderà ± a. - A trifle.

- But I will not! - Goodness. - You're useful to me.

When I recognized you on the plane, I thought that Providence sent you.

I the brain, and you the strength.

I the mind, and you the arm. Thought and action.

ЎMazzini and Garibaldi! I knew we would end up talking about politics.

On the subject of politics, you could not eat anything...

No, later.

Now come, we have to carry out a company.

Compared to us, Landru, Bluebeard, VERDU, are amateurs.

- Look. - What?

Wait.

Look. You do! There are so many in the Naples aquarium.

Look again, you see that woman?

- Do you know who he is? - Is it "fishing"? - No!

She is the richest woman in the world. The famous American millionaire Patricia Cotten.

- He's already had 12 husbands. - ЎAnda!

National City Bank: 1200. North Corporation: 300.

Pan American: 28. Not counting the art galleries, the teams

and the quintal of jewels. Your estate exceeds two billion.

Two billion dollars!

Many European states do not have a balance like yours. - I'm getting bored.

Before tomorrow night, at midnight, the deadline expires and you will be poor.

But I will be happier. Turn around, George.

Poor Patricia, you are so rich that you have the duty to be intelligent.

Outside! Outside!

Which fish is most antiptico.

There is no woman who does not envy you. And you want to lose this treasure of envy?

Turn around. You are a cretin.

How do I have to tell you, that this disgusts me? Caviar, lobster...

Do not you understand that I prefer a piece of dry bread even with a bit of mold?

And with a little jam in between.

You have married 12 times, do not you want a 13?

Mar13 husbands! I'm tired.

I think so.

Turn around, George.

Look Patricia, I do not do it for interest,

but it would be ridiculous to lose all this money.

If you do not have anything better, pack me again. - Oh, George!

We already tried it twice and it was a failure.

All the other husbands were a failure.

The tennis champion, the Armenian prince, Sergio the Cossack...

The Indian was not bad, but so many snakes at home...

And always hypnotizing them.

Outside! This fish must be from the Christian Democrat party.

If I grab him, I take a bite and rip his head off.

It was better then Dupont, so fine.

Stanislao, Olaf... But my naked soul was never seen by anyone.

ЎLugico, always with this «pezao» in front!

I understand you, but your testament is clear.

For now, pack yourself with any one, and then choose it calmly.

I do not promise, I can not imagine the man I would marry this time.

No, let me see!

- Leave it. - A little more. - Have you heard what he said?

- That man will be you. - I? The 13th? Not in dreams.

- And why? - I'm superstitious.

You will marry her, at midnight you will kill her

and we will divide the money in half. You are silly.

Silly me? Remember that if you do not do what I tell you, I denounce you.

- And how do I do it? - It's simple, you seduce her.

Is he still dressed? No, I've thought of everything, wait.

- Thank Paquito. - Thanks!

- Where is Carmen? - Relax, Paquito.

Carmen is in the tavern of the bullfighters.

Watch the ladder, and do not move from here.

Hey? The room 35.

I would like something from MAGNER. How? Ї "Eat»?"

«Eat», MAGNER... But nothing heavy, something light.

Some bread, butter,

spaghetti, meat, fish... Well well.

Meat, fish... ї Ossobuco? Very good! I'm glutton.

But without osso, only the buco, because osso I do not digest it.

Fruit, cheese, coffee and hors d'oeuvres. From hors d'oeuvres I take pasta with beans.

And a little bit of baking. All this for four and, above all, right away.

Bye. Go ahead! Go quickly.

- How? - «Heart». - What time are they? It will be 5.

Ah, my heart! Nothing to do, sir.

There is another man in my life.

- I'll kill him! - You are all crazy.

Please help me, little lady, in the next room.

There is a "girl" that drives me crazy.

Please, give me your room, I will dedicate a bull.

- It's not about bulls, it's about fish. - Are you? - Yes.

It is an antipictic fish that at the right time...

- But I love that woman. - I saw her, she's not a woman, she's a baba.

- Traitor, sinvergenza! - Carmen, calm down.

It's the last time you betrayed me!

Sorry.

- ЎSinvergьenza, delinquent! - Down with your hands!

«Jokes of hands, jokes of villains».

- Down with the weapons! - Come here!

I am a man!

Oh God!

Madam...

ЎSister!

Oh God... who is it?

- Oh God! - No! - He killed a woman.

ЎSister!

They've killed a woman in the 35th!

Poor thing! They've killed a woman in the 35th!

- Are you sure? - Yes.

They have killed a woman in the 35th.

- ЎCray, too soon! - He always killed them at midnight,

Now he starts killing at 18.30. Come on.

- Where is it? - Here in.

- That was the body? - It seemed to me. - Return to service!

A thousand pardons, sir.

- Do not tell me you have a woman. - Do not. - Do not tell me you have a fiancée. - Do not.

Listen well, Patricia has noticed you, but hates the men who eat.

- Do not let yourself see eating. - Do not be afraid, here you never eat.

We will see you tonight in the tavern of the bullfighters. If Patricia marries you,

We're going halfway What is your name? Nicolino Capece.

- I do not like. - Not even me. - I'll call him Nicolete.

It's a bullfighter's name, a great bullfighter. Okay?

Agree. Until tonight.

What an idea! Dress up as a bullfighter, ЎBravo! You've seduced her, huh?

Tonight at the tavern you will do the rest.

Go and reserve the best table. Run!

Sorry.

- What time is it? - Calm down, now it's coming.

In the bullring of Seville only a name is heard murmuring.

In the sand, when the gang comes in,

Paquito is only heard acclaim,

only to him, the sword, strong and daring.

"Ў» Lindnisimo »Paquito, the king toreador!

Only he who plays and "kills" the bull...

Long live the great Paquito, the king toreador.

Knight of death, knight of my life,

Do honor to the bullfight, but fate not to face.

All heart of "little lady" is attached to your life.

That is why I offer another flower of youth.

Paquito «cute»,

my love are you.

Paquito, look, who is it? Do you know him? Do not.

But I know your sister. She is a flight attendant.

- She has not arrived, but Paquito. - Then I take to eat something.

Well, hurry up.

Something to "eat", that is, MAGNER.

- That, bullfighter? - Neither has greeted you.

Do we do the test? ЎPablo!

The drink of "fire" to the Lord.

The "fire" drink? Good, sir.

If he resists, he is a real bullfighter. If he does not resist, he is an imposter.

They look at you.

Remember that you are a bullfighter.

Can you know what you are doing?

I make the bullfighter and you're the friend of the bullfighter.

- Ready, sir. - Let's try.

- There he is. - The American! - How pretty she is.

ЎAhн is the American!

- My dear old friend Nicolete. - What's up?

Patricia, let me introduce you to the biggest bullfighter in the world.

- But I already know her. - Do you know me? - Almost everything.

If it were not for the fish, everything.

- The fish? - Already.

Please, sit down.

- Do you like this place? - It's interesting.

But there is a terrible smell of roast chicken. Already.

With the fries, huh, what nausea!

- No, what do bullfighters drink? - «Chamomile».

Then «chamomile» for «all».

How strange are you. I have seen everything in my life.

I have seen the Swiss lakes, the Arctic Circle...

but never a face like yours.

Look Patricia, here he talks about him. "The midnight killer."

- What does it mean? - It is not true, they are slanders.

Courageous and modest. I would be an ideal husband.

What does "midnight killer" mean? Be clear.

"The midnight slaughterhouse," the midnight bullfighter.

- Do you run at night? - Yes, there are less people, they are more intimate.

- In Naples it is done like that. - Are you from Naples? - Native.

Exaggerated your mother, who robbed two stars to make you those beautiful eyes.

Gallant.

Crazy your father, who stole the roses the color of your lips.

Miss, your grandfather was a criminal.

And the delinquent of your father, who stole cigarettes in the Monopoly

to make your eyes tobacco colored.

Do you know what they say about you? That you are "bona", and I am a man of the world.

It takes advantage because Carmen is changing upstairs.

- What are you doing? Do you let them take it to you? - When he returns it.

- What are you bullfighter? - Must respond to the offense.

Sir, the drink for you.

- Oh, George! - ЎPatricia!

I love the American girl for me.

- What happens? - What a man! That man is a man!

- Where are you going? - To sleep. - At this time? - Morning bullfighting.

ЎPaquito, I watch you!

And now?

Have you decided? Maybe I will. Nobody had kissed me like that.

- So you marry Nicolete? - I do not know, kisses so well.

But the other one, Paquito, dances so well.

The important thing is that you get married before midnight tomorrow.

Nobody had kissed me like that.

It's him! Go away, leave me alone.

You have come for me,

beautiful unknown.

I know why.

Because you knew I was waiting for you just to live with you.

Messenger of love,

You have come from the sea.

How beautiful it is to love.

This is Spain, realm of dreams

that you will know how to chain.

Below you will find

loves never found.

How much mystery in that man. It's ugly, but sympathetic.

Abrupt, but full of feelings.

A poor little boy, and the last of the romantics.

Songs never heard

that you will never forget.

Jams.

Your eyes are so beautiful.

- Leave these nonsense! - ЇTonter?

ЎSN! Do not you see that your opponent is serenading?

It looks like he has already eaten.

- Who is it? - Look.

- What are you doing? Playing with the swing? - No, my dear, no. Listen out...

- Where are you going? - To the bed. - I'll take you to bed! - Calm.

ЎPaquito, come here!

Do not get on the tree! ЎBack now!

And now, go to her. Go, or I denounce you.

Ў Tell me! - Well, you're left without a sandwich. ЎMalditos scoundrels!

- You attack me to honor! - You go, seduce her, and then you eat.

- First work, then pleasure. - Kiss her, but not too much,

thirst it, but not too much. If not, he will not marry you.

But how do I do it? It's impossible!

But look... It is very high, I need a ladder.

ЎBase of the tree!

- Extraordinary! How did you do it? - I know...

but if I find the one who has given me the push... - Sit down, dear.

Sit like that.

- Better? - Yes, thank you.

What night!

- What heaven! Do you see the stars? - How? Do not.

Best. Bad thing if they were. The moon, the sea, the stars...

What disgust!

I am romantic in my way. I love the clouds, the storm. ЇY tъ?

Me too. The cyclones, the marine storms...

Are you fatalistic, pessimistic or existentialist?

Really... I'm a pharmacist.

- Extraordinary! - I know.

Say... you're with me?

- When? - Right now, tonight.

Do you want?

- I can not. - Are you jealous of the past? - Do not.

- Is there a woman in your life? - Yes. - Who is it? - Oh God!

- It's my aunt, but it does not count. - So you do not like me.

Yes, I like you... And how!

- But I can not. - I understand. - What?

You fear that all my money can destroy our happiness.

But what does it matter, we will get rid of him, we will live naked on the beach.

- Alone, in the rain. - Without an umbrella? - Yes.

- In mud? - Yes. - Doing "chac" with your feet? - Yes.

- With katiuskas. - Do not. - One Katiuska each. - Do not.

A katiuskina! No, alone in the rain barefoot.

Oh, God!

What's wrong with you?

I have had a cold. A barefoot, without an umbrella, in the mud...

- How sensitive you are! - You say? - How strange you are!

No! You say, you say, ЎPatricia!

Let's get married now.

- I can not. - If you tell me no, you kill me.

Not if I say no, but if I tell you yes... Listen.

- I can not do it. - Why, dear?

If I marry you I am forced to kill you.

- For jealousy, dear? - No, it's a stew...

- Blackmail! - If it's a stew, I'll pay for it.

You are beautiful and rich but you do not understand a pepper. Listen out...

- What is this? - A fistful? - No, the sword of Temnstocles.

- What? - EspadaThe sword of Arstides! - Arisstides? - ЎThe sword of SARCУFAGUES!

- Ah, the sword of Damocles! - Yeah, well, they're relatives.

It is a serious danger on your head. Funny.

- Oh God, the... the thing! - What's the matter?

The mermaid! It's the shift change in the tobacco company.

- She's still a mermaid! - Dear, calm. - I'm scared!

- The mermaid! What a beautiful mermaid. - Call yourself, dear.

- What a fear! Who is going? - What do you want?

We are "the banderilleros" of the Nicolete gang.

- At midnight the bullfighters go to sleep. - There's a run tomorrow.

It's true, how beautiful. Nicolete, will you also go to fight? - I? - Yes.

Paquito has dedicated a bull to me. What do you do for me? - A lobster.

Goodnight.

What were you riding? This little lady made me lose my mind!

I also know she's beautiful, but if you kill her before you get married, we run out of money.

Mimm, tomorrow night I'll marry a bullfighter.

Lawyers, millionaires, with everyone I got married.

I was missing the bullfighter.

- Now go to sleep. - To sleep? Easy to say!

Hey, what's this story about bullfighters and bullfights? - Quiet.

- I'm your friend. Do you trust me? - No. - Well, go to sleep.

If I could eat some little thing...

Precisely », tomorrow».

- It's late, closed. - So? - «Morning» for the «morning».

- Ў I do not "never" never! - It's "night"!

Not nuts, either! * confuses "night" with "noci".

Hey? Yes, senorita, it's me. I have called Naples.

Hello? Nicolino, їeres tъ?

Where are you? - I'm in Seville... in Ischia, in SEVISCHIA.

But what are you doing? Come back, everything has been clarified.

You'll see the people in the pharmacy! You are a hero!

Everyone wants to meet you.

Hey?

- If you were here, you would not save yourself. - Would not you save me? Hey?

The pharmacy is monitored by the police. The police?

Your name is on everyone's lips! And to think that you are young, you are 30 years old.

Ў30 years! With the conditional?

- Hey? - Miss, for courtesy!

- Double? - The double? Then it's 60 years!

It's worse than perpetual! But I resort to the Supreme.

All right. You are awake.

How do you feel? All right. The police, the invaded pharmacy,

- Ў60 years with the resource! - Very good! So quiet? - Yes.

The gift for the American. The ring and the gloves.

- The gloves? - For when the estrangules.

You will not want to leave the fingerprints!

The same mistake you made on Salaria Street!

- Get up, and let's see the bulls. - I'm a bullfighter bullfighter... Nozzle!

You go to fight and you and your family. Ї Understanding? No, quiet!

I have an interest in you dying, before the blow.

You can not fight, you're not in the union. Already.

- Are you in the union? - Do not. - Do you trust me? - Do not.

Then go and go to the bulls.

- I ask the permission to talk. - I'm opposed!

This is the circle of the fans of the bullfighter Paquito.

What does the bullfighter Nicolete have to do? Traders!

Nicolete is not in the union but he must fight and be covered in glory.

Should not fight, it would be the 1st time in the history of bullfighting

that a foreigner goes down to the square without permission.

You say it because you're afraid of Nicolete. ЇFear?

- You're afraid that it's about your Paquito. - Nicolete must not fight.

- ЎSn, you must fight! - ЎNicolete must not fight!

ALL MONTECITOROS * ARE EQUAL * refers to the Montecitorio.

- Sad? - ЎLugico, they will not let me fight!

- Is the history of the union safe? - A lot. - Goodness.

- Where do we go? - Let's go to the bulls.

«Come on», TESOR. May God help us!

45 yes, one no.

- The president will not give you permission. - How come no! He's my husband.

I propose a commission that takes the invitation to Nicolete.

- What a good bull. - Too bad I can not fight.

- The union does not allow it. - Again it will be.

- No, I want now. - What bull would you choose?

For me these are milk heifers. I would choose that one.

That mammal is nice, and I see it as clever.

"Miss," today the first bull will be dedicated to you.

- I agree? - Clear. Total, I can not!

- Is it true of the union? - Yes, here is the negative. - Less bad!

I do not know what I could do to be able to fight today!

What do they want?

Nicolete, the Women's Bullfight Club is honored to offer you this.

- You can go down to the sand », love». - And honor you.

Ў Crazy things! It's a pity that the union does not allow it.

The permit is countersigned by the president of the confederation.

- What satisfaction! - Magnetic! - Congratulations.

One moment, Mr. Nicolete honors his offer, but can not accept it.

We are in step. Mr. Nicolete does not have a suit or rapier.

- Do you have swords * rapier *? - No. - And what do you have?

- Three horses and a cane. - It has nothing.

We have thought of everything. The Montecitoros Museum

will offer the relics of the great bullfighters.

Nicolete, I'm happy, and especially for you.

As you understand me, I am a man of the world.

- The Benavente shoes. - That bull killed him.

- And this is Joey's hat. - And that one, the bull that killed him.

- And this, Montero's tape. - And that one, the bull that killed him.

Listen to me.

At least, could you get a pair of clean underpants?

I mean, new ones.

For the great Nicolete!

For the greatest bullfighter in the world!

Here is our "greatest bullfighter".

- Are you crazy in the head? - Why? - You think I'm going down to the sand

with all these murderous bulls that look at me? - Relax, you will not do the run.

We continue dressing you. Then I explain.

The great Nicolete needs a bit of tranquility.

- What are you doing? - Do not dress me. - We're saved, look here.

«Bullfighting regulation. Art. 56: The bullfighter must be in good health.

It is forbidden to enter the bullring with 38 ° of fever...

- Do you have a fever? - No, but I have funk.

- But what funk! Eat. - What are they? - Cigarettes.

Like the military, so that the fever comes and "unsubscribe."

Take 3 or 4.

- And this? - It's a National. - One is enough! - Bravo.

- Put it under the armpit. - ЇToscano? - Yes.

- Oh God! - What's the matter? - I got it. - The fever? - Yes.

Ў45! - No! What are you doing? One here and one here.

You will see A horse fever will come to you. The doctor will disqualify you.

- It's very soon, wait. - Let me eat.

In two or three minutes you will have at least 38.

Oh God!

- Arrive? - 24 and 24.

Ў48! ЎAnd that...!

- I'm sorry to come! - Well well.

- Burn? - Yes, you're hot! - Then I have it! - Still going up.

- Put this on. - A «fornalidad»... - You understand, they're going to disqualify you.

- Put this on. - This too? - Yes.

Do not go there!

The great bullfighter Paquito? He has not arrived yet.

We want Nicolete!

- The press? - Yes. - All right. Sit down.

We are honored by your presence. Mr. Nicolete will continue dressing.

Where was Mr. Nicolete "born"?

He began to fight from 6 months.

He still did not walk, and he already fought.

The first gift he received as a child was a bull.

- Live? - No, pedals.

It can be said that Nicolete's life is linked to the horns.

- But what are you doing? - Do not be angry. - Make it well.

It can be said that Nicolete is the greatest contemporary bullfighter.

And although he specializes in midnight runs, he will act day in and day out.

Like once in Frosinone, where he killed two bulls at once

and with a single rapier. Is not it true? How not!

The doctor!

The biggest run in the world!

Everyone wants Nicolete to judge him and exalt him.

Everything good? A wonderful day ago.

It's a little windy, maybe it's raining,

the bull will be stronger, on the damp ground.

- How are you? - Very good. - Well, see you.

What a day! Six magnificent bulls and a new bullfighter.

- Doctor! Does not the temperature take it? - A simple formality!

ЎToday I feel that there will be a dead person!

I'm curious to see Nicolete's style.

- I'm passionate ».Ў Adiús!» - Doctor!

- ЎThe thermometer! - ЎSN, it's a formality!

Be curious to see if it makes the serpentine better than Dominguin.

He does it right! How good!

- See if I have a fever. - And the "banderillas"?

Fantino did everything alone.

He mounted on horseback and bit the bull.

I picked up the "banderilla" and he put them on the bull.

- See if I have a fever! - Then the crutch, and work here...

The rapier, thrust, "dead."

Look if there is a fever. - The great bullfighters are about to disappear.

- Damn, they're gone. - See if I have a fever!

No fever 35 and a half. Bull fillets are needed.

«Friends», see you later, in the square.

What a day! What toreros! What bulls!

By Nicolete, ol!

- Bring another one. - Another glass? - No, another tray.

- Cigarette? - Yes, thank you.

- But what are you doing? - It's the custom!

Do you see what I love you? They are all abroad.

On the way out, we'll see in the return!

What are you looking at, love?

I'm looking for my secretary.

Is this run so important to you?

Why? Why do not we go on a good camping trip?

What an iron man!

- «Sir, » I read your hand? - Give him a «hard». - What is a "hard"?

- Five pesetas. - Then give him two duros.

What do I see? To a creature that thinks of you intensely.

A fiery, impetuous creature with "fire" eyes.

That he does not see the time to meet you.

And who is it?

Give me back the hard ones.

- We are the banderilleros of your gang. - What do you say, sir?

- Here we are. - What is your system?

- Is it from Ortega's school? - What school is it?

I? Night school.

- Do you want us near or far in the sand? - Close, very close. Let's be united.

«The union is strength».

- What did he say? - It's clear. It is like everyone.

After two or three vernicas, when people shout Olé,

we give him the crutch and done.

Well, yes, after two or three "damage".

They give me the "currency" and I, I leave.

Excuse me, and if it rains?

He fights with the time he does.

And if the bullfighter, for example, escapes?

The police returns him to the arena.

Logical And if the bull does not feel like it?

In this case, the bullfighter says: «Out the meek ones».

What? - Get out the meek ones! So the bull goes out with them from the sand.

- What a shame! - Get out the meek ones!

- And this happens often? - Never.

That's why I say it.

ЎCannel! You have hidden yourself leaving me alone.

- Now you go with the bull! - The "carabinieri" are getting dressed!

What? - They'll arrest you. Ў Crazy! You have betrayed me! Come here.

Those two, are friends.

Before they touch you, they will arrest you and take you to the hotel. Ї Understanding?

- Really? - I swear. - Well, a kiss.

- Take the cap. - Why?

- It's the 1st time he fights in this square. - And the last one!

Silence! What education is this », ostregas»?

- Where are the guards? - Ah. - It's one.

- It's two! - Where?

As soon as Paquito kills the bull you come here, and you arrest him.

Do not forget!

What horror! Poor beast!

- No danger, it's protected. - Who? - Horse.

- Would not it be better to protect the bullfighter? - Go now!

It was what I said. But the guards, are you?

- Yes. - So, what do we care?

Go Go.

- What are you doing, trinchan the bull? - They are the "banderillas".

- And do they hurt? - I think so... - Can you get a pair?

- Why? - For when I go to Naples.

I want to put them to my aunt.

Do not put that face. Smile.

- Are the guards? - Yes, quiet.

Are the guards? They are!

It's big!

It's better Nicolete.

What a lunge! - What? Paquito has given the bull a thrust.

- And the bull gave him the money? - But what do you say!

He has killed him ». He is dead».

And what do we care? The guards are there!

And a guard is not a diver! «Ostrega»...

- You're calm! - And how!

- By the horns? - Sure, by the horns.

Ў Applaud only the smart!

ЎBravo!

- Congratulations, bravo! - Thank you very much. Now it's your turn.

This says it because he does not know about the guards.

Ah, they are!

Here I am.

But what happened?

Do the guards arrest each other?

- What happened? - They have arrested the "carabinieri"!

The bull for... Nicolete.

Do not push!

- What animal is that? A whale? - It's a bull.

- ЎGuapo! - You like it, huh? - Who is it for? - For you.

Do not make jokes! There is no proportion!

I am a featherweight. I would need a milk torus.

No!

What's up? - It's the worst bull in the world. And why?

Go! - Are you crazy? It's the bull. That's why!

- Do you want us to prepare the bull? - Yes, we put the "banderillas".

- We put it bad, furious. - No, Nicolete does everything alone.

Yes, I do everything.

ЎBad cowards!

They have left me alone.

- Come on! The bull is there. - I've taken a shortcut.

Come on!

- What are you doing? - Let me go. - You will not want to escape.

Ў Escape, yes! That's not a bull, it's a thorax. - Afrúntalo.

- And how? - Invent something. - What?

Ў "Turnn»!

«Country». Look at the little lady.

Better for you! ЎTontaco!

He does not like women. I'm scared, and I'm leaving.

- You do not have to be afraid. - Do you trust me? - No good.

The bulls kill the bullfighters. Are you a bullfighter? - No. - So?

Ya, I'm not a bullfighter, I should not be afraid.

Now I showed him the «tori verdi». Bravo.

ЎToroco!

I'm good.

I am afraid that the bull did not realize that I am not a bullfighter.

It does not matter, you can not leave, you can only go dead. - It's not possible!

San Nicolbs!

- Escape! - I can not. - Why? - A nail stuck in me.

The nail has entered the buttock!

What a pity! He died very soon. What a horrible ending.

What a tremendous blow!

I lost 10 thousand pesetas. I never thought that a champion like him would end like that.

- What a pity, so strong. - And young, and handsome.

- How many years did he have? - What's the matter, he's already dead!

Rest in peace.

What a pity!

Three years, what a good animal! What long horns!

- But how did it happen? - He gave him a header.

He should have fallen, but the poor bull collapsed.

- A pity! - And he? - Nothing, a simple faint.

He must have the iron stomach!

- Dr. doctors. - Professor! - What are you doing here, a rally?

Where are we, in my clinic or in the bullring?

NBengel! I'm going to work. When that wretch awakens, avnseme.

All right, professor.

- Who does he think he is, the Father? - Angel!

NBengel! Go flying! The Father calls you.

- We are martyrs. - We are holy.

Angel, martyrs, saints...

Then I'm dead! I'm deceased!

I died.

- Oh, what a beautiful angel... Angel, listen. - What do you want?

I'm not used to it, I'm a fresh dead man, a dead man of the day.

- Calm, I call the Father. - No, the Father does not!

ЎAngelico, the Father not! I'm not ready!

Now the universal judgment begins.

Ў Treasure of mine!

My treasure, I'm scared to death.

As soon as I could, I came running to see you.

- ЎUnited for eternity! - Nicolino!

- You too here. - Yes. - How did you do it?

I have come flying.

Do you too? What would butcher!

A whole family poisoned by mushrooms.

What's wrong with you?

I thought I was in paradise, but if she is...

No, dear. We are all alive, like you.

You killed the bull with your chest.

- I'm not dead? Has the bull died? - Yes. What's wrong with you?

- Nothing. A weight in the stomach. - Good! An ideal husband!

- The bull died? - Suddenly.

I knew it... "The bulls killed them all at once... or nothing!"

Patience... Has the poor beast suffered?

- The war has returned! - No, they want to make you a party.

- Worse! - Everything is clear. - You are the hero of the day!

All Seville between songs and fireworks awaits you.

- There is no danger? - Do not.

Їinsurance? Yes. Then I lose a weight of the stomach.

Calla, tъ.

Translation: Vozidar