La bella gente Page #3

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I'd at least try

to be in time

for breakfast.

- Oh, well?

- Of course.

Kind of small town attitude.

It doesn't bother you, of course,

fancy parties,

aperitifs on the terrace...

- Leave me in peace, please.

- What the hell? F*** you.

- Stop it!

We'll not yell at each other

for such a bullshit!

Bullshit for you, maybe.

This is incredible.

- Here, look.

- What?

How she dries

her panties.

She's mad. Look!

- Give me the alcohol.

- "Please".

- Pass me... f*** you!

- F*** yourself!

Well, I return to Giglio.

I've had it!

Damn, do what you want!

What do you think

about Flaminia?

You take away the fat.

Why?

Well, you see,

it was my birthday,

she could respected that.

Give me that one, too.

I bet she didn't even come

by her own will.

- And that they'll leave quickly.

- But no.

And this little sausage, too.

The one I always take.

Ah, there you are.

I just wanted to say, the dress

yesterday, you can keep it.

- I was going to throw it away.

- Spaciba.

I'm sorry, but mom is

paranoid when she's alone there.

- I understand.

- Will you stay for long?

- Until end of the month.

- So we can meet again.

Enjoy the sea,

the house is so big.

It will be difficult.

Let's go.

- Don't you wait for your mother?

- No, kiss her from us.

- She'll be sorry.

- We're late already.

You'll explain to her.

- Make peace.

- Dad, please.

Why don't you take her

with you, too.

She's cute, black, and

she does everything!

Fabrizio, where's Johnny?

He's gone! Eaten up by flies!

I'll cut the dick of

this Filipino.

- Come on, Fabrizio!

- I'm kidding!

I can't go on typing?

It's mine, I've paid.

- I'll go there, he's waiting.

- Bye Susanna.

I pay and I work for him.

At least you do something

for once.

I tell you, actually

I work every day.

And my father is not

some Marquis, like yours.

Don't worry, we'll find out

about your gentility!

Where are Flaminia and Giulio?

- Are they out for lunch?

- They are gone.

They wanted to take

the ferry at 14:
00.

- What do you mean, gone?

- Have you got my cheese?

No.

Next time you must

make a list.

Don't blame me now.

She's really in a bad mood,

I think.

Comes in the last minute,

without even a small gift.

A week in good company

would have helped,

instead of leaving right away.

She must be jealous of Nadja,

Giulio looked a little exhausted.

- What?

- Haven't you noticed?

Giulio and Nadja?

Can you imagine?

A handsome guy

must be allowed

to look at a pretty girl.

Yes.

- They could have waited.

- Agreed.

But what does it matter?

It's about respect.

- You sound like my grandmother.

- I've always loved her.

So what?

You want me to say it?

Nadja's much nicer than Flaminia.

She's not as classy,

you see who she is,

but she has good manners.

I want to change

that f***ing wheel!

It's going well in there?

- What?

- It's nice and cool?

If I turn off air conditioning,

I'll be boiled.

That's why normal people

prefer the seaside!

It was so nice!

Couldn't we stay

at the beach?

Instead of being among

spiders and black pigs?

They scare the hell of me!

- They're called boars.

- What for?

To watch your mom blow out

her birthday candles!

She hates me, it's obvious.

Always watching me.

And judging me. Damn!

You also drove wrong,

the highway's over there!

If you're lost, they'll

only laugh here!

In a normal place, we could

easily find out.

Here, it's only tractors!

- I hate the countryside.

- What are you doing here then?

You treat me like sh*t!

Are we going?

Change that damn wheel yourself!

I'm hot enough!

- Here are the gloves.

- F*** you!

Susanna?

I worry about our return to Rome.

Why?

If she's going to live with us...

Just for some days, until she

can do it on her own.

Further down.

Are we really able

to handle this?

Stop it, Alfredo,

you worry too much.

Well, let's try to leave her

alone tonight.

You see, you start

to trust her.

We'll see.

I'll talk to her.

Do you like it?

I knew it.

I wanted to say...

Would you mind

being alone tonight?

No.

It's a dinner,

it will be very boring,

you wouldn't like it.

We had already said yes, so...

Fabrizio will pick us up.

We'll stay for 2 hours, not more.

If you need anything,

I leave our numbers

near the phone.

But all will be alright.

Okay?

Happy reading.

Susanna!

It's me, Giulio!

Calm down.

- I was scared!

- Calm down.

It's me, I don't have keys.

Look, I'm Giulio.

Oh, my God, forgive me.

Were you afraid...

Is it good now?

That's better, isn't it?

- Delicious, this cheese.

- You are back!

Hello.

I go to bed. Good night.

Good night.

And Flaminia?

- In Giglio.

- Have you dined?

No, I just ate this...

Luckily it was open upstairs,

I didn't have keys.

- She was afraid the poor girl.

- But Flaminia?

In Giglio, I just told you.

- Okay, but you?

- But you? But we?

So what? And you?

- Senile dementia?

- No.

- The evening went well?

- As always. You turn off the light?

Mom, it might be time

to get some new music.

What happened?

Giulio and Flaminia

had an argument?

What do you mean?

It bothers me actually.

After two years.

Really?

Let's talk about it tomorrow.

You could learn

to play, anyway.

I don't know rummy, or

any other card game...

And the other one, the Russian?

I asked her to stay and

take care of the laundry.

- I was a b*tch.

- You didn't whip her, did you?

She's got a room, food, clothes,

she can also be useful!

I did it on purpose.

It's because of her they quarreled.

- Of her?

- But Giulio...

- Calm down!

Giulio fell for the Russian?

Not really,

but she's a pretty girl and...

Given her situation, the poor,

she's really affecting.

Wait? Honestly I...

But Flaminia is jealous.

I understand it,

with this Cinderella around!

Johnny told me to bring it.

Put it there!

This dumb Filipino

wouldn't be missed.

Take a swim, enjoy the pool,

you at least.

- No, thank you.

- I beg you.

Take it of.

- Are you ashamed?

- Don't listen, she's just jealous.

Show her the ropes, Nadja,

take a swim.

Jump in!

Come on, swim.

It's so hot.

Take off your dress!

Nice little bikini...

It's refreshing, right?

The Blue Lagoon!

Let's bet... 20 to 1.

In 3 days he'll sleep with her.

Get your money.

Stop talking about money!

- You're jealous of your son?

- It's not a game, okay.

- And my suggestion to your son?

- Which one?

Work for me in Milan.

No, I prefer

he stays in London.

You and your studies

which are so useless!

- You know me...

- Yes, the communist idiot!

That's why you like the Russian,

for her Soviet p*ssy.

What about shutting up?

I can help you.

- Are they dry?

- Yes.

Let's fold it.

Pull hard and fold.

That's it.

I didn't want to plague with

asking you to do this.

- No problem.

- I always ask for help.

Alfredo, and Giulio...

Giulio often doesn't help me...

Yes, nice.

I'd prefer that you don't swim.

- Giulio said...

- It's not about Giulio.

It's the others. You

know them a little,

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