La kryptonite nella borsa Page #2

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Is there any salad ?

No, tomorrow...

Bread ?

I don't think we have any.

Check the bread box.

Carmela, your daughter?

It's now 5 days

and she's still not well.

- What's wrong with Rosaria ?

- She has a bad headache.

We thought it was due to

the change of seasons, but no...

5 days is a lot,

there must be a reason.

Last year, my daughter Patrizia

got her hair highlighted,

then she was bedridden for a week.

She said it was due

to the radiation in the heat lamp.

No hairdresser's involved here,

Rosaria's not well.

Put potato slices on her forehead.

Peppino, you're here too...

Mum's ill, she has a bad headache.

I heard, I'm sorry.

She'll be fine in 2-3 days,

and things will go back to normal.

Hope so.

Well, 2-3 days is quite a long time...

Peppino,

did you finish your homework ?

I have one math problem left:

if I have 1,000 lira and lend 300...

You don't have 1,000 lira, do you ?

No, it's just a math problem...

Okay, but would you

like to get 1,000 lira?

Sure.

Then go outside

and if you spot a car

the same colour as ours,

you'll win 1,000 lira !

What a sorry sight...

Put on some make-up,

you're as pale as a ghost.

I'm sure they've seen worse

at the hospital.

Hospital ?

Don't worry, it's just for some tests.

So we can find out what's wrong.

Finish eating

and I'll take you to school.

Be good.

When are we going home ?

Assunta...

- I'm cold, let's go home !

- Don't start...

-1 need to find a boyfriend.

- You have to find one here ?

Where else, in the city streets ?

If he sees my clothes,

he'll realise I'm dirt poor.

At least here in a bathing suit,

rich and poor look alike.

Got it ?

Turn around...

Turn around...

Turn around...

Turn around...

- Is that Procida ?

- No, you can't see it from here.

Stop talking now.

Keep to yourself, I'll keep to myself.

Move along...

A fisherman, that's all I need.

Not bad after all...

Let's see...

Will Franco Bebi ask me out ?

Yes!

See ? I knew it!

Your turn, what do you want to know ?

Dunno...

Then I'll ask for you.

Will Peppino become a hunk

that all the girls fall for ?

Yes!

I have a feeling

this system can't be accurate.

Rosaria, you can tell me what's wrong.

I have a headache.

That's all ?

If it were something else,

would you tell me ?

Of course I would,

then you could take care of it.

Maybe all these books are bad for you.

You read too much.

Salvatore, let me get some sleep...

Get going.

My point, I win !

Oh what fun...

No luck, she won't talk,

she won't see anyone.

All right, let's go.

A man with make-up, how odd !

Peppino, odd is cool,

it's fashionable.

Bye.

Bye.

- Gennaro, so you're not dead !

- Who said such nonsense ?

Mum, dad, everyone...

I even saw your funeral notices.

People talk just to talk,

ignore them !

- You got run over by a bus.

- Peppino, think about it...

Do you think a simple city bus

could possibly kill me ?

I came to see you because you know

I'm not a mere mortal.

You believe in my superpowers !

- So you really are Superman ?

- Yes, I am Superman.

A Neapolitan Superman.

Do you mind if I smoke ?

I learned how to make smoke rings,

I don't feel like it now...

You've changed, you never smoked

before, and your hair's different.

Because I'm free now,

more like the me I want to be.

What does that mean ?

Never mind. I'm here to protect you.

When you need me,

call and I'll rush over.

Unless I have a serious duty,

like a robbery in Pignasecca,

or if Lex Luthor, the evil genius,

threatens Posillipo.

What'll we do now ?

Nothing, what do you think ?

It's late, go to sleep.

- Sleep, I'll keep watch over you.

- Really ?

Really.

- Are you sure ?

- I'm sure.

- You're really sure ?

- Peppino, sleep!

Everything looks fine, even the liver.

I just don't feel right.

He said there's nothing wrong.

No, I said physically

there's no cause

for your daughter's headache.

Rosaria needs to rest

and should start talking to someone.

Talk ? She talks all the time,

she's a real talker.

She's just a little bit glum now,

but she talks all the time, non-stop,

with me, her sister, her brothers,

her husband...

Did you like the rice casserole ?

Delicious, the first hot meal

I've had in days,

been living off mozzarella,

soon I'll turn into one.

I'm sure this mess

will get sorted out...

Rosaria doesn't seem

to care about anything anymore.

She's sick...

Even if she's sick,

a woman must tend to her things.

Or else it's her own fault

if her man cheats on her... right ?

-1 don't want to think about it.

- Then don't think.

It's not me I'm worried about,

but Peppino.

I need to find a distraction

for that boy.

- Shouldn't they eat chicken feed ?

- Nonsense !

He likes grandma's onion omelette.

Second is devouring it!

Good boy, Second !

You like the omelette, huh ?

Peppino, quick !

Get the Micorex!

Quick!

I said quick!

In any case, life goes on,

understand ?

Peppino, understand ?

It's a tricky situation.

Peppino's a problem child,

he has lots of issues.

Now that Rosaria needs to rest,

he needs supervision...

we have to find a solution.

Right.

So who's going to take this child ?

His dad works,

his mum's in bed all day...

those other grandparents...

They're southerners,

they use chairs and ropes !

- We don't like that.

- Wise words, indeed.

Assunta said

she can watch him on Thursday.

He can come to my house too,

but he can't just stay here.

It's like he's in prison !

I'd like to help,

but with my illegal cigarette stand,

the transporters, the police,

Patrizia...

I'm far too busy.

I have an idea.

Peppino needs a distraction.

Homework aside,

he has the right to have some fun.

The boy is so eloquent!

I ain't watching him

because I do studying.

But Titina and Salvatore

have nothing to do

and are always penniless.

If you give them a little something,

they'd gladly watch him.

My son is so brainy !

I said to Elio:

"Thanks for the music, dance with us."

He said:
"No thanks,

I'm not much of a dancer."

Not much of a dancer indeed,

he hobbles !

- You're from the Greek capital ?

- Not from Athens but I'm Greek.

- All of us are Greek.

- How come you're here ?

To study, kind of...

Sorry, didn't mean to wake you.

Pity about these glasses...

you'd be cute without them.

Thanks a lot.

You know I love you, right ?

Yes, I know.

I love you too.

You're a strong boy.

You'll pull through in any case.

Why "in any case" ?

No reason.

Go to sleep, it's late.

Sleep, my darling.

Mrs. Sansone ?

So...

Rosaria Sansone, age 38,

married, with a 9-year-old son.

Correct ?

Peppino. Almost 10.

Should I sit here or on the sofa ?

Whatever you prefer.

You can sit there if you'd like.

I like the chair better.

You're probably wondering about me.

My name is Enrico.

I'm 42 and I was born in Naples.

But I studied outside of Naples.

I have a degree in medicine

and a specialisation in psychiatry.

I'm married but without children.

My wife and I recently

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