The Rose Tattoo Page #8

- Get down off that truck.

- Go chase your head!

Come on. Come on. Get down.

Here we go. Come on.

Jump!

You little monkey,

you lay off of them bananas.

They're the property

of the Southern Fruit Company.

Of which I am no longer

a truck driver.

Ciao.

Hey, you!

Oh, Rosario, forgive me

for thinking the terrible lie

could be true.

Forgive me.

You're in a mood.

You act disgusted with me.

Ever since you met Mother,

you've acted different.

How different?

Cold.

Honey, your mother made me

understand the responsibility of...

- Of what?

- Loving a very young girl.

I'm old enough to get married.

Married?

Yes! Married and have a baby.

That's something to dream of.

You dream.

I am not a dreamer.

I am not satisfied with dreams.

Look, they can see us.

Lift the anchor and

take the boat out further.

Miss Yorke has field glasses.

Field glasses! Field glasses!

Well, they're German military field

glasses with 20 magnification.

Field glasses!

- Alvaro, what happened?

- You didn't get enough games today?

- Oh, che bello!

- Here, wrap this up, quick. Subito.

- What? What?

- I borrowed it from the widow.

- How's the Parchesi today?

- Oh, she cheats me.

Sei tu che sei un imbroglione!

- Imbroglione?

- On giochi bene, te I'ho detto!

- Onna, gioca. Tocca a te.

- Stupido! Anche tu! Anche tu!

Perche' gli lasci prendere

la-tua cravatta?

Ma perche' tu imbrogli sempre,

imbrogli sempre? On lo vuoi capire.

- Hello.

- Oh, hello. You...?

You Mama Shigura?

You want tattoo? Portrait?

No. Tattoo.

But can you do it now?

Because I ain't got a lot of time.

OK. Very fast. Very good.

Formerly New Orleans.

Formerly Galveston.

Formerly Yokohama.

Very good.

I want a rose tattooed here,

here on my chest.

You understand? A rose.

OK. Six dollar.

Oh, no. That's too much.

I give you $2.

OK. Four dollar. No stem.

Just a rose.

Two-fifty is all I got to spend

on a rose tattoo, see?

I'll show you.

OK. Very good.

Take off shirt. Sit down.

But you got to make me a nice,

big, beautiful rose, huh?

But for $2.50,

no leaf, no stem. Just the rose.

- The rose is all I need.

- OK.

It's cold!

I give you a little stem.

Where is it? Where is it?

Eccola qua. Quarda dov'era.

Rondinella felice!

I will look at the window!

C'e nessuno?

Anybody home?

Sono qua.

Here I am.

Where you go?

- Well, good evening.

- Good evening.

- Well!

- What?

Say, you... Hey!

- You... Look, your hair...

- What's...? What's the matter, huh?

I didn't expect to see

you looking so pretty.

You're a young little widow,

you know?

- You are... Fix yourself up.

- Yeah. I went to the Ideal Barbers.

I got the whole works,

including the bath.

- No!

- Yeah.

Magnifique!

Oh, you got oil of roses

in your hair.

Si, si! Olio di rose.

- You like the smell of it? Smell it.

- Yeah, yeah. I like the smell of it.

You don't like the smell of it.

I'll wash it out. I'll take it off.

I like it! I like it! I like.

I like the smell of it. I like.

OK.

Shall we sit down

in the parlor, huh?

I guess that's better than

standing up in the kitchen, no?

I think so. OK. OK.

Oh, hey. Let me help you.

I'll take it. I'll take it.

Oh, grazie.

Oh, excuse me. Ladies first.

Shall we...? Shall we sit

down on the sofa?

Yeah. You... You take the sofa.

I will sit down on this chair.

But it's more easy to talk

with two on the sofa.

Yeah, but I lean back

too far on that sofa,

and I like a straight back

behind me, you know?

But it's more easy to talk with two

on the sofa. You know what I mean?

I talk just good on this chair as I talk

on that sofa. Sit down, please.

- Oh, can I help you?

- Oh, no. I'll put it over there.

- It's all right.

- Thank you.

- I got a good surprise for you.

- Yeah?

- Wait till you see.

- No! Oh, my purse.

- Father De Leo had it in his office.

- Oh, thank you.

Open it. Count the money.

- Why should I count the money?

- You're rich, and I'm poor.

How do you know

I didn't steal from you?

Oh, such an idea.

I would never think such a thing.

I would never dream of it,

believe me.

I want you to know that

I may be honest, but I'm poor.

I'll put away the purse.

- Excuse me, eh?

- Sure.

- Good evening again.

- Good evening.

Good evening.

I bet you counted the money, huh?

Yeah. I see you like

make jokes again, huh?

- I got another surprise for you.

- No. What?

- For you.

- Oh, no! Chocol...

Chocolate... Chocolates...

Thank you, but, you know,

I'm too fat to eat candy.

- Oh, no.

- I can't.

Oh, no. You're not fat.

You're just pleasing

and plump, you know?

Yeah.

- Don't make me nervous now, huh?

- All right.

Thank you. Thank you.

- It's all right.

- Thank you. Bella.

Oh, I see you got a piano.

Yeah, yeah.

But I never touch it, no.

It's electric. You know,

I don't understand it.

I think it might give me a shock.

- I'm afraid of this. I'm afraid.

- There's no... There's nothing to it.

I'll show you.

- It's very simple.

- Don't touch it!

- You press this.

- Don't touch! I can't stop now.

I'm afraid, oh...

Look at... He's crazy, he's...

Oh, my!

Will you stop the dance?! Please!

Oh, look!

Chiudi quella finestra! Ma che modi!

Chiudi quella finestra!

- A guardano!

- Oh, yeah, yeah. OK.

Dio mio! Turn on the lights!

- What? What?

- Turn on the lights, please!

Turn on the lights!

I can't hear you!

Sit down like a gentleman,

or go home like a clown!

- Oh, scusatemi, baronessa!

- Va bene!

- I like the music too much.

- Sit down!

OK. Take it easy. Take it easy.

Sit down.

Oh, I'm afraid now.

Oh, now, don't be afraid.

It's easy. Look.

There you are. OK.

Oh, please. Look at this.

I got a daughter, 15, no?

- Fifteen daughters?

- Yeah, 15 daughters.

Age 15. One daughter. Clown!

- I just make a joke.

- Yeah, I see. I see.

- Oh, excuse me.

- May I now?

- Well, I'm so nervous tonight.

- Here, let me help you.

Why are you nervous?

- Because she's going out with a sailor.

- Your daughter?

Yeah. Sit down, please.

No, no. Not here.

Over there, over there.

I made him promise to respect

the innocence of my Rosa.

But how do I know that he will

respect the promise, you know?

Oh, baronessa, you got to face facts.

Sooner or later the innocence

of your daughter cannot be respected

if the family's gonna continue,

you know?

Please, don't make comparisons,

huh?

Did he have a tattoo?

Did who have a what?

"Did who have a...?" The sailor.

The sailor your daughter has met,

did he have a tattoo?

Why do you ask me if he had a tattoo?

Well, you know, most sailors

have got tattoos.

How do I know if he had a tattoo

or not? Are you crazy?

- I got a tattoo.

- No, really?

Yeah!

Oh, you make me laugh.

What kind of a tattoo you got?

- What kind do you think?

- Oh, it's easy.

A South Sea girl without clothes on.

- Oh, no, no.

- I'm sure.

- I'm sure.

- No South Sea girl without clothes on.

- No?

- No, no.

A big, red heart with "Mama".

"Mama" written across it.

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