The Voice of the Moon Page #3

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Good job.

Someone is moving.

Marisa got her divorce.

She imports furniture.

Gentler, please:
it is precious.

They were given to my daughter Marisa

who can do what she wants with them.

Here is the judge's decree.

Are you convinced? Like hell!

I saw it coming, but noone would listen to me!

A girl like that!

My friend, how is your head? OK?

I am well.

Why are you crying like that, lady Marisa?

I regret it, I did not want it.

An agreement could have been reached.

I am reasonable.

Come on, it is a misfortune.

We, the reasonable people, are not understood.

But I love him.

- I was attached to him.|- Don't be childish.

You know very well he was not a man for you!

My filly, you are like my motor bike!

Pure dynamite! And I am your bomber.

Made to measure for you.

We will make an atomic couple!

Some way to call a woman:

A filly, a dynamite, a motorcycle?

I can not imagine it.

Who let this pickle out?

Who took my glasses?

Me, I did, here.

He is a show-off, but he is brave.

Go.

Now say bye to beautiful Marisona!

Good day!

And to pickle too.

Always at your service, Marisa.

He does not know that it is bad to annoy you.

He was lucky.

Come!

I can not let you stop him!

Do not waste time on that dirt!

I do not care about the journal! I gave you one for Christmas!

Nestore!

You have not changed at all.

- Neither did you.|- One should change.

Come in.

I am sure I know her.

Can you hear this echo?

Has everything been taken away?

No, they were left here.

And here too.

Listen to the mysterious sound

that turns the washing machine into a dryer.

A sound like a voice,

like a siren that sings just for me.

I call her my beautiful washerwoman.

Marisa treated them without regard or patience.

She was so sweet before,

an ideal woman.

I could watch it for hours.

Do you remember?

Marisa? And how!

She was so beautiful with her big mouth!

I made 800 millions for her!

Be wise with that.

Is it true, what people say?

That I am in love with you?

That you will launch a TV channel!

Here, in our city?

I do not know yet. There are too many people involved.

What will happen with this place?

Pick yourself up!

Hello, Pino.

Always an honour to be of service.

Marisa!

Please sit down.

Manicure?

Yes, please.

I am coming!

He is in paradise already.

Finally!

I haven't seen you in a while. Where have you been?

You let your beard grow.

A little, for you.

A magazine?

No, thanks.

They need to be cared for. You have the hands of a pianist.

Long time ago, I played the mandoline.

You have slender hands.

- Don't bother me!|- Born to dance.

Did I hurt you?

No, never.

What a long life you have had!

Have you had your palms read before?

Once.

The Venus mount:
sensuality.

You must be a little rascal.

- A real little rooster.|- If you say so!

My aunt could see everything from a palm.

It wouldn't work with me. 'You will marry soon.'

But I remained an old girl.

You are not married?

Nobody wanted me.

I would marry you right away.

Thanks.

Nestorino, you married me with good intentions.

I did not believe in it, but here we are.

How sweet we are!

Long live us!

Get out of my kitchen!

Come here! I gave you the treasure of my house!

A kiss for mommy!

Nestor, you are my best friend!

A brother!

Medication time!

I would liked to marry you.

But I have to withdraw before Marisa.

I want a photo with Gullit.

Is it good there?

Move yourself!,

Long live the marriage!

Medication!

Thank you for being deranged, professor.

And you too, doctor. Thank you very much.

I am delighted, a good decision.

My colleague is right, congratulations.

I was right, wasn't I?

Fascinating...

Do you remember it?

Hold me tight.

Such music, I want to cry.

How is your leg?

Let's show them how to dance!

Madame!

The tribunal affirmed Marisa is right.

And now, she will live with the butcher. She adores him.

Because he has a vocation: he butchers horses.

You do not have any vocation?

Yes, moonwalking, since I was a child.

What is more beautiful than moonwalking,

happy not to be anything!

The wells!

Nestore, the wells are scattered

all around.

At night, I always dream that I fly.

Listen:
I gave a lot

to Marisa. Everything. At first, I did not understand.

She looked at me with her shiny eyes

just like a cat.

Her voice robed me of all my strength.

Nestorino, be gentle, come.

Do not make me wait.

I am always ready, your little woman.

Our great bed!

What are you doing, sleeping?

Do not leave me alone.

Nestorino, let's talk a bit.

You are not going to hug your kitty?

I gave you a little kiss.

But I want a hundred, a million!

You know that I do not like to be late.

You know what I am thinking about?

I do not know.

About this corner!

We never made love there.

But yes!

Why not there?

Come on, let's go.

Careful with the glass!

Tomorrow, Marisa, I swear.

I have to telephone.

Come, remove all that.

Look at that Moon!

Yes, Marisa, here I am!

I love you so much.

Me too.

Hold me.

Hold me tight.

Where are you going?

Where does this smoke come from?

It does not stop! Madness! Love!

I am dying!

This is paradise!

Wasn't there a break? Could you not come down?

No, I was just an insignificant little cog.

And then finally, a miracle.

Eternal gratitude to Marisa

And to her way of making love.

I felt as if flying over electrical lines,

over the top of the trees. I flew!

My vocation is to live in the air. Now I know how to do it.

It all depends on that.

The flower

must blossom

in the solar plexus.

It is all in silver, whose is it?

Here is what I can do.

Wait for me there.

I'll be back right away. Let me orient myself.

- Come!|- Up there, there is a cat!

On the roof!

That is not a cat. That is a man!

There is someone on the roof!

Such a crowd!

I never wanted to stick out.

All is well!

It must be that one there.

Aldina!

What are you doing up there? Are you sunbathing?

Terzio will come for you. Stay calm.

Do not shake.

My brother Terzio is coming up!

How many brother do you have?

There were four more, but they were never born

Better that way, isn't it?

Me, I say it is good on Earth. I like it.

Do not move. I am coming.

We will see about that!

The party is over, let's come down.

Give me a hand. Hold tight.

I will make you my assistant!

Bravo!

That can not be:
YOU!

What a waste to come and save you, eh?

A hippogrif [an impossible being]

There is a machine that can climb even higher.

This will freeze your ears.

Taste this saussage.

I want to please my crazy brother.

He is sure that the Moon wants him. As if she has the time.

With a small modification to the other machine,

a steel hook.

If the factory takes my advice, it would be a blink of an eye.

When she is in the branches

or when she sits on rooftops.

As Leopardi said:

'The Moon, over the roofs and fields'

Nothing is impossible! A right moment comes for everything.

Even the Moon, when she is ripe,

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