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a genuine delight.

You could wash it down with

a vintage red.

I don't want to go home tonight.

I know a dance hall near from here.

If I interprete your desires right?

Interpretation correct.

Please, this way.

"About the forest roved the count,

and as the break of day was brought.

By unhappy fortune to the fount,

where his enscription

young Medoro wrote.

To see his wrongs inscribed upon

that mount, inflamed his fury so,

in him was naught. But turned

to hatred, frenzy, rage and spite.

He cleft throught the writing

and the solid block,

into the sky in tiny

fragmens sped.

Woe to each sappling and carvened rock

where Medor und Angelica were read.

So scathed, that they......"

I'm afraid, my memory is

starting to falter.

- Do you know it all by heart?

- Up to Orlando's recovery.

Once I was freed from jail,

I planned to finish,

but fate decided otherwise..

I'am a waiter now.

- But I used to be a singer before.

- A singer?

On cruise ships. And that man

was my rolemodel.

- Why did you stop?

- That's the way it went.

- "They toil on..."

- "They toiled on."

"They toliled on and torrents

ran." And?

"And, what may some

diversion interpose,

Sweet subjects of discourse scan

in conference which might

have appear.

The rugged road less

dismal and severe."

It's for you.

"Where have you been?

I have to talk to you.

Come anytime."

I'll go and see what's happened.

At last. Where were you?

I'm dying to tell you.

Tell me what?

Look, he even mended my pipe!

Do you believe in coincidence?

He's a plumber! That's fantastic

- Do you know his name?

- Vittorio! Isn't that fantastic?

He has magic hands. When he

touches me, I catch fire!

Where have you put him?

In my bed.

Look, he's so cute.

He's sleeping like a baby.

- That face seems familiar.

- I know what you mean.

I thought the same thing.

What an angel...

- Holy mother of god! It's him!

- Psst, you'll wake him up.

- It's him.

- Not so loud. Who?

The detective my husband sent!

Are you crazy? He's a friend

of Diego. Vittorio the plumber.

I met him today. He's following

me. Constantin! That's his name.

- Where are his clothes?

- What are you doing?

Look, he had them on this morning.

- What now?

- I'm looking for his papers.

- No, what if he wakes up?

- He won't, he's sleeping.

- Caponangeli, Costantino Maria.

- He told me, it was Costantin.

Via Vittorio Alfieri Nr. 7.

Pescara.

- Do you believe me now?

- Profession:
plumber

Oh, no, I ditched the other one.

Mrs. Rosalba. With you on accordion,

I could perform once more.

- He's an impostor.

- Who?

In Grazia's bed there's a

detective, my man has engaged.

- But he's really a plumber.

- Oh my gosh...

It belonged to my wife's grandfather.

It was last fired at Caporetto,

but it has been perfectly preserved

from the perils of rust

and the wear of time.

If I were you, I'd avoid doing

anything to impel me

to demonstrate the efficiency

of its working.

- What did you say?

- I've always had lousy luck.

From the start. My first kiss

was in a cemetery!

I was fifteen. We used to go

there to smoke Joints.

His name was even Primo!

This must be a coincidence!

The first one always leaves the mark.

He dumped me overnight for a girl,

- who did the weather report on TV!

- He wasn't right for you.

And Ettore? He seemed so much

in love! We went to Greece.

First evening I found him on the

ferry kissin a sailor from Saloniki.

I wanted no more serious relationships.

But then I met Corrado!

Light it up for me, please.

Love on the first sight.

I'd have followed him to Alaska,

but he was from Chioggia,

so I went to Chioggia instead.

After a year I found out, that

he had 2 women - two kids with

one and three with the other...

- He wasn't even a Muslim!

- You were better off without him.

Grazia, I lied to you. I'm

Costantino Caponangeli, plumber

from Pescara. Mrs. Barletta's

husband hired me as detective.

He has a bathrom company

and I needed work!

It was my big chance.

Grazia, look at me.

I spent the best moments

of my live with you.

I knew, you had to be somewhere

and finally I've found you.

I know now what happiness is.

Believe me, I beseech you.

How can I, after what has happened?

Hand me over my mobile phone.

It's just there.

Thank you.

Hello, Mr.Barletta?

No, I don't know the time.

I was wrong, she wasn't your wife.

She doesn't work for a florist

or play accordion for him.

Yes, I'm crazy.

Hire someone else to do it.

Throw it away.

One has to admit, that the last

few hours were full of emotions.

- May I offer you a nightcap?

- No, everything's spinning.

Fernando.

The last time I danced was

nine years ago.

- On my brother's wedding.

- I'm most honored then.

I felt like flying.

Me too, I felt like a phoenix

rising from its ashes.

Good night.

Rosalba?

Yes?

Sunday is Eliseo's birthday.

I'd be glad, if you joined us.

I'd love to...

Bravo!

- Vera, have you brought my boots?

- I put them by the stove.

They're not there.

- Want me to come look?

- No, I've got them now.

Rosi, what are you doing?

Have you lost your mind?

Why?

- What are you doing here?

- Moving the camellias.

You're wrecking your family.

- Stop it...

- You're real?

- Whaddaya think? I'm plastic?

- The lady can't decide?

A special occasion or an

act of politeness?

An act of madness, more like that.

What would you call a woman, who

lives her family without a reason?

- That's not true!

- To appeal to atternal love

geraniums are ideal.

The're over there.

If they're not enough I have

more out in the back.

Your son Nic takes drugs.

Sh*t!

"I'm an unworthy mother.

I'm going back to my family

and my obligations.

My warmest thanks for everything

you've done for me.

Good bye. Rosalba."

Hello!

Mom!

Nic! Hello!

Why is everything so neat?

- It was dad.

- On his own?

No, he called "Splendor".

It took them two days.

Your vacation is over?

Yes, it is.

Is it true, that you take drugs?

- Who told you?

- Aunt Ketty.

Mom, joints aren't drugs.

- So what are they?

- Joints.

Pour me a glass.

Now all the people who own Freon

ones have to ditch them.

The same goes for fluorocarbon.

They have to buy conditioners,

with that other new Gas...

- With HRC.

- Right!

The standartized ecological conditioner.

Fortunately heat doesn't bother me.

You're kidding! Last year on the

beach you haven't stopped the fan.

Very funny...

Did you show mom, what your

Italian teacher wrote?

- Go ahead.

- What's happened?

- I'm paying for private lessons...

- Need your car tonight?

- Where are you going?

- There's a new club opening.

Cinzia's cousin runs the bar.

We can drink for free.

Can't he pump gas instead?

You always empty the tank.

They siphon it out with a tube.

Stop hanging out with those misfits.

What's this about the tube?

Nothing, Papa. Forget it.

- Mimmo, I wanted to tell you...

- Alba, listen.

As far as I'm concerned,

nothing happened.

Grazia asks, if you'd like to eat

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