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Splish, splash, I was takin' a bath, long about a Saturday night.
A rub dub, just relaxin' in the tub, thinkin' everythin' was alright.
'Jukebox, Howls of Love'
I stepped out the tub, I put my feet on the floor.
I wrapped the towel around me and I opened the door.
Splish, splash, I jumped back in the bath.
Well, how was I to know there was a party goin' on?
There was a-splishin' and a- splashin', movin' and a-groovin'
Rockin' and a-rollin, reeling with the feeling.
Bing, bang, I saw the whole gang dancin' on my living room rug.
Flip, flop, they was doin' the bop, all the teens had the dancing bug.
There was lollipop with a Peggy Sue.
Good golly, Miss Molly was even there, too.
Splish, splash, I forgot about the bath.
I went and put my dancin' shoes on, yeah!
I was a-movin' and a-groovin', rockin' and-a rollin'
Goodbye, sir.
- Has that car been there long? - Since dawn.
I get it. It's her.
No, I'm going back inside.
I left my comb in my cell. Can I go and get it?
I'll get it, and when that car leaves you'll tell me and I'll go.
- You think this is a hotel? - Right, it isn't a hotel.
If I were to hit you, would I be arrested immediately?
Immediately, and you'd get 18 months.
18 months.
Too long.
Bye.
- Mario! - Look who it is!
- Marisa, what brings you here? - What a coincidence.
- You're a bit scruffy. - You look splendid, as always.
For you a year is like a day.
- I'm very busy. - Want a ride?
- No, I'll walk. - Mario.
Listen, it isn't a coincidence.
- I came to get you. - Like I didn't know.
Just give up, you failed once, it won't work now.
Try to see sense, I'm offering you a steady job.
That's what divides us.
It's not that I don't like the job.
It just makes me so tired.
The hours, the checks, the singles, the music, auditions all day.
- No, no... - You could be in charge.
After we're married? Worse! Being a husband is a job, too.
- Married life destroys as well. - Right, if all men thought like you.
Marisa, that's how I see it, Sorry but it's true.
- Maybe I'll change one day. - You've been saying that for 15 years.
- Make up your mind. - Make up my mind now?
I just got out, let me breathe in some fresh air.
- Give me time to get sorted out. - To land yourself in hot water.
You know what? You'll always be a peasant, a no-good bum.
You know what? You'll never get me on the altar.
- We'll see! - Yes, goodbye.
Excuse me, Miss. Rosa Maffai?
- Yes, he's down at the bar. - Today as well, it's a persecution.
And with binoculars. I'm going to teach him a lesson.
Forget it, don't let him get to you.
Come here.
Don't be angry.
Isn't it Sunday today?
No, we really must get up.
- A national holiday? - No, we have to work.
- You see planes? - No, flying saucers.
Flying saucers!
- He's finally gone. - Thank goodness.
I'm almost ready, a bath and we can go.
- Will you take care of the bed? - Yes, when has it been any different?
It wouldn't hurt if you closed it sometimes.
Bruno, don't forget to take off your ring or they'll notice.
Right, if they find out they'll arrest us, they'll kill us, and who knows what?
I've never seen anything like it, I could almost...
I could almost have a shower as well.
- Are you crazy? - I wanted to have a shower.
Waiter! Seconds!
- Is that a new record? - I want another sandwich!
No, you've reached your limit, so pay up and we'll run a new tab.
- Easier said than done. - Pardon?
- Excuse me. - I'm waiting.
Wait, wait.
- What are you doing here? - Aren't you happy to see me?
- Sure, you're out. - From hospital.
- They treated me and here I am. - You've put on weight.
You know what it's like in there, little work, little movement.
- And how are you? - So, so.
- The jukebox? - It's fine.
I put it in the smartest bar in Centocelle.
You said via Veneto. Shall we go and see it?
- Go and pay. - Me? I haven't got a dime.
- I get it, I need to make a call. - No, I know what that means.
If we're going to split, we'll split together.
I'll rip off the joint, but I'm doing it for you, I'm a friend.
Let's go.
- So I gambled away my club and my girl. - Let's go to the Medusa.
I can't, I have to take mum to the hospital.
- Tomorrow morning. - I can't, my taxes.
- After your taxes, I'll see you there. - Okay, I'll be there.
- If you don't come I'll find you. - Don't you trust me any more?
- Where's the jukebox? - In Centocelle, the Medusa Bar.
The last stop on the tram. You can't miss it.
- The waiter! - Scram.
May I? Mario Valente, from Viterbo.
- What can I get you? - Nothing, I never need anything.
May I? I always give.
I'm the owner of your jukebox. Berto's partner.
- The one who was overseas? - Overseas?
San Sebastiano, Santa Fe, San Salvador...
- San Vittore. (Prison) - Good, very funny!
- Is it making money? - The accounts don't take long.
Between advances and use it's 200,000 lira.
Not bad!
Are you going to pay me or shall I take it from the earnings?
- We owe you 200,000 lira? - Your partner's been taking it all.
But if you change the records I can meet you in the middle.
Sure! I'll change the records. How many do you need?
300... 50,000 lira in advance.
- On delivery. - 300 records.
On delivery.
So you don't trust me, that's okay.
I'll bring the records tomorrow.
Put the sandwich on my tab.
The jukebox.
And this.
I'll bring the records tomorrow and settle up the account.
- Good day, lady. - Sir.
Good day.
- Where are you going? - To get some milk.
- You've already been. - Bread then!
- We've got some. - Meat, fish.
What fish?
And close this window, I can't stand that music!
You're right, me too.
That's lady Elsa, I'll see if she needs anything.
Lady Elsa hasn't paid for a week and she has no right to service.
On Monday you'll remove her pillow, Thursday the electricity...
and if she hasn't paid by Saturday she's out.
Carlo!
- What is it? - Why are you taking so long?
- I have to work every now and then. - Will you do me a favour?
- Make it big. - Okay, right away.
- A glass of milk and four croissants. - Hold on.
- Is it for her? - She has a name.
She hasn't paid her tab. So, one glass of milk and a croissant.
Another croissant. I'm paying.
Mind those croissants.
Isn't she coming down?
Another minute, then I'll go up and I'll kill her.
Thanks, Carlo.
Just two croissants? Sleeping makes me hungry.
- She only wanted to give me one. - You let her get the better of you.
- I didn't want to upset you. - You paid?
You're kind. What are you looking at?
- It's torn. - Is it so hideous?
This would give you a shock.
- When am I going to get this shock? - I don't know.
For now be happy with the tears.
- How much can you lend me today? - 500, only because I'm a friend.
Now go, because I have to get dressed.
Right at the best part?
Okay, if you insist, stand in the corner but facing the wall.
Like this?
- Like a boy who's been punished. - Yes, teacher.
A boy, no, but punished, yes.
You're just like all the others, you want everything now.
- You feel like working for me? - I don't know.
What's there to know? I'd like to know myself.
Just say yes or no?
I'd say yes.
You'll carry my case.
- Is that all? - It's an important case.
- And then? - And then you'll do as I say...
and get away from there, you've seen enough.
Not quite.
- What about my boss. - Don't make things so hard.
- Tell him you're on strike. - Where's the case?
- Can't you carry it? - If you knew how much was inside.
Now go, wait for me at the bus stop.
Okay, boss.
Domenica, I've been waiting over an hour for you.
If you don't hear my call you're a tease.
I heard you, but she wouldn't let me go.
- I have my doubts. - I swear.
- Ask Ella. - I'm not talking to her.
- Do you love me? - So much!
- A lot? - As much as I can.
- Would you leap into fire for me? - If it's really necessary.
- Fire burns! - You're a tease and a northerner.
Orlando!
Stop rubbing the counter, you'll make a hole.
- Have some camomile tea. - Actually...
Go, it will calm you down.
- Good morning, Ms. Rosa. - Good morning.
- I heard something terrible. - What?
They found out De Salvi and Lavaliti are married.
They've already received resignation letters.
- What about us? - Stay calm and don't panic.
- Something wrong? - No, the monitor was playing up, right?
This should interest you.
It's about staff marriages.
- But we...! - You interested as well?
- Me? - Is your flame here as well?
I think I know who she is, a brunette...
Pretty. I've often seen you together.
This is a request for the abolition of the prohibition of staff marriages.
Marisa is going through a difficult time.
You'll have to sign all of them, and exercise the utmost caution.
There's someone in the building right now who can do a lot for us.
His arrival here will change everything.
Good morning.
Come.
- Come, dear. - Look, I put on your uniform.
- Meaning? - Are you crushing my enthusiasm?
I suffered, I fought, and now I'm asking for a job.
- And a little love. - You'll work, you'll work.
Don't worry, dear, what do you want to do?
I don't know, something responsible.
Cashier.
No! Administrator, neither.
Work assistant. I'm a good assistant.
You do this, you do that.
I was thinking of putting you in the press office.
With the leeches!
Are you trying to kill me?
Leeches kill.
Okay, you don't trust me. It doesn't matter.
Don't worry, I'll give up the cash register, all I need are speakers.
I'll start American style, from the bottom.
- A porter, is that okay? - Perfect!
Mario Valente will be our new warehouse assistant.
- Are you thinking straight? - Sure I am.
You'll start tomorrow.
- Yes. - No, right away!
I want blisters on these hands, so they're worthy of you, and your love.
There's no need, leave the blisters for today, we're going out.
- Out? - Yes.
- You and me? - Yes.
Why?
- Nothing. - Wait here, I'll be right back.
I'll wait here.
I'm waiting.
I want 300 records waiting for me at the entrance gate.
Who's speaking?
The warehouse assistant, the boss! I'm speaking!
Cancel that order, and the new warehouse assistant is fired!
Throw him out!
What are you doing here?
I called the Medusa bar, they told me about the 300 records.
Where are you going to find them? So I came to give you a hand.
- 300 records is a lot. - So are 200,000 lira!
I'll pay you back. If you knew how much I had to spend.
The taxes are sky high.
- That parcel I sent you. - It's still an expense.
- Did she give you the records? - No, no records.
- She wouldn't let you take them. - I didn't want to take them.
I had the warehouse at my disposal, but I still have some dignity.
We're in trouble!
I get it, you still love her, it's written on your face.
Wise up and go tie the knot!
Me? Give up my freedom just to warm my feet.
- I'd prefer bread and water. - What can you do?
What can you do? You're a bum who'd sell his friend for 500 lira.
- Watch what you're saying! - You and me are poles apart.
Because you're a two-bit conman...
and I'm a little genius with a clear vision.
You make me laugh.
- What day is it? - Thursday, why?
I'll meet you at the Tutu nightclub tomorrow.
- Why? - Come, and ask for the manager.
Have you got it? First floor, the name's 'Salice'...
Ring the doorbell in 8 minutes.
- Then what? - Do I have to repeat it?
You don't have to do anything, just be there in exactly eight minutes.
- Understood? - Yes, boss.
- Good morning, is the lady home? - No, she's out of town.
Much better! You can surprise her.
What a lovely place. You're a sporting type!
You can't be single, you're so strong.
If my wife's away then it means I'm married.
I'm training, so I have to keep her at a distance, you understand?
I understand.
I'm fighting Max Duzniem on Sunday, the British rock!
I have something for your wife.
Have a look, do you like it?
Not bad.
And this? It doesn't get much better.
Don't you think? You wouldn't believe how light it is.
It's like it was made just for your wife.
I have suspenders as well.
I'm training, I have to think of my opponent or I'll lose.
Gracious, perforated...
And comfortable, a little sensual, but chic.
I wear one myself.
I knew it.
How do you know if you haven't seen it?
To think that on Sunday I have to fight Max.
Do you like it like this?
I'll lose the fight, I'll get knocked out, but I'll buy everything!
Yes, everything you're wearing.
- I'll have to undress. - Yes, I'll buy everything.
Anyway, the match is lost.
- The doorbell, it's your wife. - Impossible, she's in Salsomaggiore.
If it's my manager I'm ruined.
Don't be afraid, he's my brother.
Pity.
Send him away.
The gentleman is buying a complete set, that's 5000 lira.
I'll return when your wife's here if you prefer.
I'm sorry you didn't get to see everything...
but I'll come again after the match.
- My wife will be back. - How unfortunate.
- I don't think I get it. - You don't need to.
Just come after 8 minutes.
- What do you do? - I sell ladies underwear.
- What were you doing with a man? - Men buy it as well.
- Right, showing them... - Showing, perhaps, but no touching.
- Why do you care? - If I'm angry it means I care.
- Is that a declaration? - No, I'm just saying you're a...
If that was the case I wouldn't need you...
- and I'd earn more, idiot. - Are we continuing?
No, we've got 5000 lira, let's have some fun.
- No, I'm not touching that money. - I'll touch it, don't worry.
- And when you've got some, you'll pay. - No!
- Does everyone here know you? - I've been coming since I was 14.
I feel at home here.
Why don't we dance?
- I don't know all those moves. - We'll dance old fashioned.
You don't want to learn rock and roll because you can't make out, right?
No, dancing is pointless.
- You don't want to? - No.
Tell your cousin I don't feel like shampooing ladies hair...
applying nail polish, cutting nails, working hard, all for a 100 lira tip.
You prefer to show your legs and let people touch you.
Sure, because I've earned 5000 lira without doing anything.
Then you really are rotten!
I'll strike it lucky some day.
But the first time I don't come to save you after eight minutes...
you'll really feel lucky.
You could always raise your prices. You know what?
- Goodbye. - Where are you going, fool?
You can't leave till you pay the bill and I've got the money.
Don't be so childish, don't you like being with me?
No.
Spoilsport.
- Orlando, aren't you ever hungry? - I have an appetite sometimes.
- Never really hungry? - No.
Lucky you.
- Are you in love? - No.
- A little love doesn't hurt. - A little, sometimes.
- You see what love is? - I see it.
But you need something better, you're refined!
I know, but you still don't know yourself.
You're like an unexplored continent.
- What bit you, a tarantula? - I pricked myself!
We're ruined! Where are you going?
I have to disinfect it, it's a matter of hygiene.
He's turning into a Teddy Boy.
I should never have brought him to the continent.
- What is it? I'm working. - Nothing, I wanted to see you.
Quiet, there are people here.
Have you decided to prove your love to me in an intimate embrace?
Are you crazy? We're not like that up north.
Well?
You could...
- come when the housekeeper's away. - I'll come to your room.
Be careful, don't make any noise.
- Orlando, my elixir. - Right away.
Have you had any?
I can take care of myself, and I don't need it.
You're dumb by nature.
What is it?
It's a Sicilian elixir for a love dare.
- It's a tonic. - Just for men?
- Just for mascolazzi. (slang: men) - What are they?
- A new type of male vampires. - Touch a drop and you'll die.
- Understood? - You bet.
- You never take these things, right? - Me?
Precisely.
You're paid to entertain the ladies, not to watch the show.
Go to the American's table.
Okay, I'm going.
I'm going.
Still here?
You'll upset my digestion, have you got it in for me?
- With what I earn. - Get them to drink more champagne.
More champagne? Five corks in an hour!
- Ask the lady to dance. - I'm going.
- May I have this dance? - With pleasure!
You remind me of my first love.
- Do you remember your first love? - Sure I do.
- Was she very beautiful? - Yes, like you.
Young and blonde, thirty years ago.
- Do you work here? - Work?
I dance, I like the music, beautiful women.
You Casanova!
- Where are you from? - I'm from Texas.
Oil wells.
Oil baron?
- Call the manager. - Right away.
I'm the manager and the owner, can I help you?
- I'm sorry, but Mario Valente? - Mario Valente's in the hall.
He works here as a dancer. Are you a friend?
No, we're not friends, he just used to work for me.
If you don't mind?
- You dance so well. - One does what one can.
I don't quite agree, you're a bad dancer.
Bad dancer? I'm a taxi boy.
I'm a ballroom dancer, watch and learn, fool.
Great, what a striptease. We'll dance later.
- Who's she? - She's an artistic companion, a pupil.
May I, dear? The diva of the show Rita Rita...
- and lady...? - Montague.
The oil baron.
- Shall we get a table together? - I don't know if...
Have a seat. Ottavio!
- Cordon Rouge, the 47' reserve. - Yes, lots of champagne!
- Shall we dance? - Sure.
Anchor the oil baron, I'll dance with the young one.
You're so young and handsome, why are you so sad?
- In love? - In love? No, but I'm looking.
A French magazine, I can get the financing when I want, leading lady!
- I have an idea for the costumes. - Costumes? Naked!
Naked, with a chinchilla cloak and three strings of pearls.
42,000 lira.
- Service. - The oil baron's paying.
- Yes. - The corks.
What corks? Money!
- The oil baron left the tab. - No!
- He ran off with the American. - And you're paying.
What am I paying for?
42,000 lira for two bottles of bicarbonate.
- Are you crazy? - Who are they?
- This will end in a scandal. - No!
No scandals.
No scandals. I'm leaving.
We'll meet again.
All of you under my feet!
Rosa, may I ask you what you're doing tonight?
- We could go to the cinema. - In the dark, with you?
- I'm not sure about that. - But my intentions are pure.
I've decided to request the abolition of Article 7.
- No! - I'm doing it for you.
I'm going up against the tiger for you.
- You understand, right? - Yes.
If you have it abolished I feel I'll never forget it.
We're going to win.
Stamp it! Tell her I have to see her.
- She's busy. - She's always busy.
Excuse me.
I'll tell her you're here, she'll be very happy!
Well make it quick, I already missed my lunch.
- What is it? - He's back.
- Who? - Mario Valente's back!
Is that all? Calm down.
Go next door.
Anyway, what is all this? You couldn't stand Mario.
Before, but suppose you get married then Article 7 will be abolished...
that prohibits work marriages.
What's in it for you? You're making my head explode with this article.
It's for the good of the company, it will increase production.
Do you want to increase production or the population?
- I'm single. - Stay that way!
- Shall I show Mr. Valente in? - Hold on, there's no hurry.
One at a time.
- Do you sing as well? - No, I don't sing.
- I'm here on business. - Impresario?
- Yes! - You think you can talk to her?
Sure, and I'm surprised I'm still waiting.
Lucky you, I've been coming here for two months.
I wait and wait.
- I brought a packed lunch once. - A packed lunch?
- Bring anything today? - No.
- Pity. - Why? You think she'd see me today?
I wish! If you knew how much I've spent these last two months.
- Spent? - Yes.
- You spend? - Coming here everyday...
The train, breakfast, lunch, sweets.
- So you spend. - Yes, yes.
- Ever auditioned for Section C? - No, what's it about?
It's the simplest thing in the world.
With a 10,000 lira advance, right now...
for my secretary's expenses. General costs.
- A record all of your own. - With my voice?
I don't know, a 33', 78'
Vinyl!
- What's your style? - Soft melodic.
Let's hear you.
That's great.
- You think I can make it? - Have you got 10,000 lira?
Yes.
- You've got it here? - Yes, I haven't spent anything yet.
You haven't spent anything, great!
- My kids. - Beautiful.
- 10,000 lira. - Beautiful.
The kids are beautiful.
- I don't understand. - You don't have to understand.
You have to sing.
Come with me.
Shut the door.
I'll make you a star!
- That's all I had. - Pity, you have a good voice.
Come, come.
This is the booth, this is the mic, take off your jacket and get ready!
I'll be right back.
Good singer.
What a voice.
I'd like to place an ad.
4000 (lira)
No, I can always save something, let's see...
'Looking for young new singers' Good...
'Send 5000 lira for expenses' Very good.
'Rehearsals and auditions, Post Office Box, 163... '
'Only serious and prepared candidates'
- 3400 - See?
Take away seriousness and preparation...
- Save on sincerity. - Pardon?
I fell for it 20 years ago, in cinema...
Photogenic candidates, auditions, send 100 lira for expenses.
They were different times. A lira was worth a lira.
Yes, but when I realised it was a con I reported them.
- Did you get your 100 lira back? - No.
Thieving crooks! Good day.
It was the way she opened her lips...
when she uttered the first syllable of that verse.
Good morning.
- Is the lady home? - Actually...
Pity, I wanted to show her some of the finest ladies underwear.
If you'd like to show me.
Nice place, such original furnishings.
- You think? - Yes, it's artistic.
- A music lover. - Yes, I'm a musician.
- You play? - When I'm alone.
- And you sing? - Terribly.
- Then you compose. - Almost, guess.
What a mysterious man, you're giving me the shivers.
I hold a high up post at the Juke Musical Company.
Well, can we see this ladies underwear?
Sure, that's why I'm here.
Look.
- Don't be impatient, I have a sample. - I don't care about samples.
I'm interested in you. Do a striptease!
- I'll put on a nice record. - Let go of me!
Stay there, you little panther!
Help! Let go of me!
Scoundrel!
- Don't be afraid, he's my brother. - Pleased to meet you.
The underwear and the rest comes to 25,000 in total.
A little expensive, but the merchandise is good.
- I hope I can be your client. - I'll be back soon.
Listen, don't ruin me, I'm a gentleman.
I figured as much.
Bye, Dracula!
- Remember the address. - I'm not remembering anything.
What is it? Come on, what's eating you?
- It's finally over. - Yes, it's over.
What am I doing with you? You left me up there for an hour.
- This way you'll learn. - You did it on purpose.
Yes, either way you'd have started sooner or later.
- You started today. - Imbecile, you think I...
I don't think anything. Like I care.
You can do this job alone!
- Calogero! - Father!
- Are you crazy? A bath at this hour? - I felt hot.
You'll have bath for Easter, and when you marry, and during the day!
- What's that new smell? - It's perfume.
It stinks like a woman!
My son, you're an embarrassment.
- I'm naked! - And you'll stay naked...
and you'll sleep in an honourable house!
- Hello, Orlando? - Yes.
Can you play 'Anima Mia', thanks.
- I'll give you 50 lira tomorrow. - I hope so, goodnight.
- Is it for them? - Right, it's for them.
It must be great to be so in love.
Alone at night, with their song.
- And the rest... - Right.
- Why? Has it happened to you? - If only!
Will you play a nice song just for me?
Yes, yes.
Come, I want you, you're mine.
My love, my love.
Flame, passion, chains, in my veins.
My heart is a stormy ocean.
I locked it.
Father, there's a woman waiting!
Calogero, you won't shame us, you're not going out at night.
Carmela's waiting for you in the village...
and, if you're a man of your word, you'll marry her.
Women! You're women!
Post Office Box 163, it's me, see?
Anything for me? Mario Valente.
Thank you! So much stuff!
Postal orders, money, and letters.
What's inside?
What's inside?
Stamps.
I'll start a collection.
I'm expecting more mail.
I gave you a very precise task, will you tell me?
- I... - Come on, calm down.
I have bumped into Mario a few times at the Tutu.
- With women? - In company.
I get it, and he was drinking.
A few sips.
Then you're coming with me to the Tutu tonight.
As you wish.
Listen, I wanted to remind you about the abolition of Article 7.
It's an obsession. Do you want to marry?
- No! - Well you should get married.
- Thank you. - You're welcome, goodbye.
We're there!
The tiger suggested I get married, it means we're there, right?
- Has it been abolished? - Not officially, but almost.
Leave it up to me.
- Where are you going? - I'm taking these records upstairs.
No, leave them in my office, we'll send an usher, don't you think?
Thank you.
What's wrong? Are you feeling sick?
No, take them upstairs then return to your department.
I don't want personnel wandering round the corridors.
Okay.
Anna.
Yes, sir.
Go down to archives and get all the files on Cuban orchestras...
from the First World War to today, right away.
- Ms. Dracula is here. - What a surprise.
What can I do for you? I don't believe we've met.
I have a job application for you.
- That was a moment of weakness.
It looked like a moment of strength, daring, brave...
Please, they're very strict here, you'll ruin me.
Is it money you want? I'll give you whatever you want.
I'm not asking for much today, just some work.
What kind of work?
We just sell records.
I'm tired of this, not all my clients were as gallant as you.
It's a pity, because you had a certain talent.
What else can you do?
Everything and nothing, but I've got a lots of good will.
Turn around.
Let's see your legs.
Have you forgotten?
I don't know, let's see what we can do.
It's so hot.
- What cover is it? - Love Melody, happy?
My niece has just finished college, is there anything you can do?
Looks good to me, she can do the next sleeve.
Satisfied with the champagne? Authentic French.
Not bad, but I always prefer national products.
There's a lady asking for you.
I get it.
Look who's here, Marisa. What brings you to these parts?
Right, what a strange coincidence.
A part-time socialite, well I never.
I like to let my hair down once in a while.
- Are you two an item? - She's granted me this honour.
- You know how to dance? - Very well.
Then sit down at the bar and drink, I'm paying.
- What should I do? - Go ahead.
Let's have this dance.
- You still haven't found a serious job. - But I work, Marisa.
The horses, check out the stable, you like them?
They're so vulgar.
They're vulgar but they're slow, and at least they don't hound you.
- Relax, I'm done hounding you. - Thank goodness.
Yes, I realised it wasn't worth it.
We all have the right to live how we want, but we'll remain good friends.
- Whenever you need something. - Such as?
- Money? - Why not?
- I work for a living. - Honestly.
How I like, but I work for it.
I'm no push-over, and I don't need to rely on anyone, least of all you.
- Vindictive peddler of bad music. - Another word and I'll slap you.
- Slap me and I'll... - You'll what?
I'll offer you a camomile.
I'll offer you a glass of champagne.
I'd like to renew the post office box for a year.
5000, thanks.
Give me back the 5000 I don't think I'll be needing it.
Go ahead.
Are you behind the advert for singers at Post Office Box 163?
- In a sense... - Are you, or not?
- Okay, let's go. - Adriano!
Teddy girl, my technicolour girl.
Teddy girl, there's a jukebox in your heart.
He's good.
He's Adriano Altarelli my cousin, singer, enrolled in your organisation.
They're his friends, also enrolled.
- Saxophone, double bass, drums. - Why are you here?
We're here for the audition, here are their receipts.
Yes, I remember.
- Where do we go? - To do what?
For the auditions.
Here! Wait here. About an hour.
- I'll be right back. - Shouldn't we come with you?
- All of you? - No, just me, they'll wait here.
You see, my technical crew appear to be on strike these days.
- My guys are a little nervous. - Everyone's a little nervous nowadays.
They're convinced you want to violate Article 321, 322...
- 3... - 27.
- Fraud, multiple counts of deception. - Yes, sorry, but you...
Me? I came privately.
- The interested party is my cousin. - In that case...
If those kids press charges, I'm here.
- You're here. - Right.
Where are you going?
- Is there another exit? - No.
- Do you know him? - Don't I just!
Marisa, I'm on my knees.
Look, they really will arrest me.
- Am I disturbing? - You don't knock?
Stay, there are no secrets here.
Is that so?
Then you want to humiliate me.
Okay, humiliate me.
But forgive me.
No, in front of a witness, I'd like to know why you're here?
I'll enlighten you immediately.
I came to tell you that I'm even prepared to work for you.
You've come here for work 37 times, then you run off leaving your mark!
- 37 dear, I counted. - And this is 38, but it's the last.
- I swear on your heart. - No, yours first.
Listen, I think he really is sorry.
You mustn't forget that trust is the real cure for delinquents.
- What delinquent? - What trust?
Don't forget that in time feelings between you, I dare say...
Overwhelming, passionate, tell her.
No, because, as he rightly says...
- Anzillotto... - Right, accountant Anzillotto.
Friend Anzillotto, and witness.
On the honeymoon, I hope.
It takes trust to treat a delinquent.
- It's true. - You can go.
There's just one detail, every time you come here you make me curious.
Go on, I'd really like to know what you've come up with today?
What I've come up with.
- When will we do the audition? - What audition?
Marisa, I'm a talent scout.
You've been informed.
- A young talent I discovered... - I get it, a poor brat from your ad.
You're worse than Blackbeard, you know everything.
Yes, I also know you're up to something here.
But be careful, because you're not as smart as you think you are.
No, Marisa.
I'm incombustible.
The only fire that burns me, is you.
Shall I open it?
I'll open it.
My dear Marisa, this is brigadier...
Altarelli! And this is his cousin, a singer, and debutant.
Listen to this.
Teddy girl, my technicolour girl.
Teddy girl, there's a jukebox in your heart.
Teddy girl, you're my true love.
Teddy girl, you give me the shivers!
Come on, baby, softer, dance rock n'roll, baby doll.
I've got a tuft of green grass, to lie down with you...
and you'll break my heart if you don't come with me.
I've got a comic book, a ton of LP's.
a pack of chewing-gum that goes boom, boom!
Teddy girl, give me a kiss.
Teddy girl, I'm going to tell the gang...
You're my poppy, my only hobby!
Don't you think they're marvellous?
Yes, they're very good.
- I forbid it. - How dare you?
I said how dare you?
Can't you hear that racket?
Employees must work in silence.
Good, great! Approved! No doubt about it!
Who's next?
- The New Howlers. - Where are they?
In the studio.
I want you, to kiss you so much.
To love you night and day.
I want you.
It's you, my love, who gives my life meaning.
You shine a light on my heart.
I want you.
A howl, a howl of joy in my heart.
A howl, followed by an echo of love.
I kiss you, finally, passionately.
And I'm burning up!
A howl, that will never come back to earth.
A kiss to wake up the sun, the darkness disappears.
I love you! I'm howling with love!
The audition!
Before you can sing you have to pay me a new tax for 5000 lira.
- Why was I left out? - Why are you shouting?
- Because I was left out. - Because you're shouting for no reason!
5000!
You're all registered to the Juke Publishing House!
You'll sign your contracts with Ms. Marisa in person!
In a few days, Mrs.
- Congratulations. - Thanks.
- It's all ready. - No, you're their agent.
Soon you'll be in charge of the company, so you sign, dear.
You hear that?
I'll sign.
- Morani, Carlo. - Yes.
Corradi, Aldo.
- Giusti, Fedele. - I'll just sign.
All done!
Warehouse.
Is that parcel of 300 records ready for me?
Great, I'll be over to collect them.
I'm taking a few records, I go crazy for music!
Sure, dear, you're the boss now.
I'm going out for a moment, to get some fresh air.
- I feel... - Emotional?
Go, dear, I'll see you later.
Here comes the king of music! The latest hits.
I brought you, 'Baby Cry Sucking'.
Which means, baby cry sucking!
- Let's see some cash. - You need to be patient.
- Right, Orlando? - Yes, of course.
By the way, will you leave the Sicilian's record?
You're always thinking of other people's flames.
Of course, Domenica's so pretty.
- Where were we? - Is that all you think about?
I think of everything. You think of me.
Think of me, and that poor, single, kid.
- What are you talking about? - Can't you see he loves you?
And you're there like stone, like a marble statue!
- Let's talk business, how much? - 100
- 50 - I figured as much.
Okay, 50 now, and 50 in seven days!
Thanks.
You're thinking of me, you're thinking of me all the time...
and think about that poor kid over there.
Good day, lady.
Orlando.
- Do you think what he said is true? - It must be true if he said it.
In that case, what could you and me get up to tonight?
We'll clean up.
Hello, beautiful, have you calmed down?
Why don't you bring me my coffee and milk in the morning?
Listen, find someone else, I've seen all I need to see.
Bye, Carlo.
Men, horses, clothes, cars, big boots...
She's struck it lucky.
- If I were born a woman... - You're already a pain.
- A glass of milk to forget her? - Like I care about...
About her!
Let's go. Open your eyes, what do you care?
Now that you're about to realise your dream...
why don't you let your employees realise theirs?
- A tiny signature. - You mean Article 7, the abolition.
Yes, let them all marry, and you, too, get married soon!
Maybe I will.
Thank you, I'm deeply grateful, and congratulations!
- Who can that be? - Don't answer.
- They can hear the music. - Right.
- Put your gown on. - Of course.
What's happening to this bed?
I wanted to surprise you.
- May I come in? - Yes.
What a beautiful house, that music... These are for you, to forgive me.
- That's very kind of you. - What a beautiful gown, steamy.
I was going to bed.
I've always dreamt of a house like this, so cosy...
a beautiful young wife, who likes to go to bed.
- Pardon? - I mean, go to bed early.
Something tells me the time has finally come.
- You're strange tonight. - I want to hold you, to kiss you!
Who is it?
- What's going on? - Nothing, it's these modern houses.
- A drink? - No, I've had enough, 5 cognacs.
- Do you drink a lot? - Exceptionally, to give me courage.
I must be a little drunk because I see two places at the table.
It's to fight the boredom, I eat a bit here, a bit there.
So I don't feel alone.
You'll never be alone any more because now I can finally ask for your hand.
- What is it? - Nothing, just a train.
You were saying?
This is the official announcement signed by the boss.
'Please inform all staff that Article 7 has been abolished'
'Starting today, everyone can get married'
- Article 7 has been abolished. - It's abolished, are you happy?
Bruno!
- There's a man in your bed! - What man? He's my husband!
Your husband!
Bruno, Article 7 has been abolished.
Really? Article 7 has been abolished?
- Then we can tell everyone... - That we're married.
It's been abolished.
Lower it, or the customers won't stop coming.
- Are you hot? - I've got Spanish blood in me, so...
Take off your jacket, you'll feel cooler.
- Some music will help us work. - If it makes you happy.
Orlando, will you?
Thirsty?
Hot blood, it dries everything. I'll be right back.
Add some aniseed.
You're as light as a butterfly.
I want you, Domenica.
Father, you sleep, and I'll show you.
Domenica, you called me and I came. You're marvellous.
Your shapely curves make my blood boil.
Let me get close to you, to caress you.
Let me hold you close to my chest.
I want to see you naked.
- What's going on? - I thought you were Domenica (Sunday)
Do you think I let Sicilians kiss me on Sundays? Get out!
It was a mistake, I'm all man.
I told you the landlady's cousin was coming and I'm sleeping in the kitchen.
What cousin? That man was in your room!
- Who is this layabout? - He's my boyfriend.
I'm not your boyfriend any more, I'm leaving you.
You hussy! This is a respectable hotel!
How dare you treat my girlfriend like that!
- You're crazy! - Didn't you just leave me?
Yes, temporarily, but now you're coming with me.
- Shall I get dressed? - No need, you'll never leave the house.
- You're working today? - That's right.
Maybe Orlando's alarm didn't go off.
He's a boy, you have to give him some space sometimes.
Franchina.
- Yes, dear? - My egg!
I'll feel weak if you don't bring me my breakfast.
Don't let it happen again.
Excuse me.
Look who it is!
Always the same, creep up and hand on the back.
- Scared? - No, I'm not scared, sunburn!
My shoulders are burnt, I go to the sea.
- On duty? - No.
That's a relief.
It's a private job, doing someone a favour.
- You're so charitable. - I need your help.
- Whatever you want. - Come with me.
- With you? - Just five minutes.
Not like those five minutes last time that turned into five months...
Without parole.
It's very time consuming, the formalities, bureaucracy, questions...
I have my business. I'll come, but how's it going to end?
Better or worse, in a sense.
- Come, my taxi's outside. - You've got a taxi.
Read it.
'I, the undersigned, Mario Valente... ', is that you?
Depends on the situation.
'Unemployed, and debt free. '
May I?
'Having decided to return to the ranks of an honest company... '
Yes, sir.
'Solemnly declare to marry Marisa Loreto within three days of signing'
- I didn't quite get that part. - I'll read it again.
'I solemnly declare to marry Marisa Loreto within three days of signing'
From my signing. But I'm not signing it.
There's no need. Show him the piece of paper.
Mario, dear, just for once you've committed a blunder as well.
What blunder? This is unfair! This piece of paper is worthless.
It's worthless, arrest that woman for extortion and harassment...
- Calm down. - I'm calm.
- Listen to the rest. - May I continue?
Don't tire yourself, dear.
I wouldn't want you to suffer, with your liver.
Don't worry, I've got a liver of steel.
'I, the undersigned, Mario Valente... '
'further confess to some personal initiatives... '
'Fraud and damage to the Persicore company. '
'Fraud and damage to the magazine Valvestar'
'Incapacity and damage to the Countess of Vallecupa. '
They know everything. Vallecupa?
Aren't you enjoying this trip down memory lane?
Inspector, they've forged my signature.
Article... Hold on.
758 of the Penal Code with aggravation of good faith.
My dear Marisa, I'm reporting you.
- We'll go to prison together. - Okay!
Choose me or Regina Caeli (prison)
Blackmailer!
Thief!
Imagine you're married.
Smile. Stop.
Try to cheer up!
- My shoes hurt. - Take them off, you can't see them.
- I'm changing job. - Okay, let's do that again.
I've had enough of modelling for record sleeves.
Okay guys, think of the honeymoon.
- Ruffian! - Are you crazy?
- What have you done? - It's all just pretend, Carlo.
I'll show you!
Stop it, you'll hurt yourselves!
We have to take some photographs, let us work.
Let go of me!
- I'll show you! - You come with me!
He's her real boyfriend!
Elsa, I've got three wives and five kids!
- Which way are you going? - You'll see.
What are you up to?
Wait.
Listen to me.
- I took the initiative for you. - You call that initiative?
- Where are we? - Nowhere, you can go.
- Thanks for the ride. - You got arrested again!
Not yet.
I've done the maths and it's worth it, I'll hit you for 18 months inside!
No, I'll hit you!
I've had enough of you!
Congratulations, I hope it's a boy!
Go away!
Don't come looking for me!
Leave me alone for the rest of my life!
Let me explain!
I've always loved you!
I'll make you eat these flowers!
Are you crazy?
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