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What are you doing here?

What do you want?

l lost my pussycat.

Really?

There are no cats around here.

Go on home now.

lt's hot, isn't it?

Aren't you all hot?

She's an odd one, eh?

Be a good girl and run on home.

There are no cats here.

ey, boss!

Mortar wrote another poem.

When do you manage

to write these poems?

Mortar, let the boss

hear your poem.

Let's hear it.

What's it called?

- "Bricks."

- Good title.

"My grandfather made bricks.

My father made bricks.

l make bricks too,

but where's my house?"

Very true.

l get your point.

Quite right.

But l, too, was once a poor man,

and l gradually worked

my way up to master builder.

Things don't just fall in your lap.

You have to be patient.

You have to work.

With hard work, you can do it.

You have to work.

Aren't we working?

That's enough!

No drinking before the soup.

Not before the soup.

- ls that engraved somewhere?

Your stomach will swell up.

l read it in the paper.

- Keep your hands to yourself!

- There's a spoon missing.

- ls it hot, Lallino?

- A little.

- Gimme a lot!

- You'll get your share.

Would you like some more, Lallo?

There's a little left.

- as it got enough salt?

- Yes, Grandpa.

Gina, give Grandpa a little.

- e's already eaten.

My father's father

was known as "Big Meat."

He lived to be 1 07

and he was still doing it!

l can't take anymore.

So?

So when l was little, he taught me

to eat at 1 1 :
00 in the morning,

before the sun burns your head,

and at 4:
00 in the afternoon.

Otherwise food is like poison

that gets into your blood.

Aren't you eating?

What did you do

to your mother?

Nothing.

lt's nothing they did!

Damn it all!

l get up at 4:
00 a.m.

and slave away all day like a mule,

and when l come home for a crust

of bread, l find a bunch of long faces!

Now you won't have

to look at this one!

Ma'am, it's time

to take the water off the stove.

- What's the matter?

- Nothing!

- Then eat something!

- l don't want anything!

- Why not?

- Because l don't!

- Shut the door. lt's cold.

- Just a minute.

l'm still convalescing.

- Who can that be at this hour?

- ow would l know!

- Shall l go?

- Yes.

You think my fanny's

a good-luck charm?

Chicken always gets stuck

in my teeth.

Okay if l take a little more, Dad?

ands off!

- Just a wing.

- l'll do the serving here.

Tell me, Miranda:

Did you put mint in this?

What do you mean, mint?

lt's sage.

But you noticed something

was different, didn't you?

Lallino has a sensitive palate.

Gina! Who is it?

- Well?

- lt's Mr. Biondi.

- Right when l'm eating!

- lsn't he the bishop's cousin?

Are you bottomless pits

or what?

Anyone would think

l never fed you!

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