Amanti miei Page #3

---

-But why?

-It's late.

And I've understood the history

of staying here two days.

And I've also understood what

kind of people you're used to.

No! It doesn't matter!

For you, maybe not.

For me it matters.

Anyway...

...our tale has been a good one.

It's even been marvellous.

-Thank you for this unforgettable

weekend. -No, one day, half a weekend.

Exactly. Thank you for this

half weekend.

Are you jealous?

No! No!

Yes, yes. You're jealous.

You're Italian!

Yes, I'm Italian.

But I'm not leaving just because

of the things that bothered me.

Something has come up.

Tomorrow I have to be in

Monza for a test.

-Ah, those famous balls

filled with water.

-Exactly.

-Exactly.

But that's tomorrow...

-You're making a big mistake leaving.

-I know.

But maybe it's for the best

that it all ends like this.

-One moment, gentlemen!

-A photograph, engineer!

Will you pass by the office, engineer?

Excuse me, engineer. We'll take the car

to the garage to check everything.

Yes, take it.

-Did everything work out all right?

-Yes, yes. How lovely that you're here.

-I knew it. -No, you didn't know anything.

Careful, because I'm still angry.

-Why? -You should tell me

what went on in those seven minutes.

-Seven minutes?

-Yes!

-The what?

-The seven minutes with the red ace!

-Ah, those seven minutes!

-Yes. -OK.

What does that OK mean?

That nothing happened.

I went to my room.

He wanted to take advantage and

I turned him down. That's all.

Nothing happened because I made a scene.

Tell me the truth.

If not, you would've gone with him.

But I didn't.

Answer me! If I hadn't objected,

you would have gone with him, yes or no?

I don't know. Maybe.

Anyway, nothing would have happened.

-We would have talked all the time.

-Yes, talked!

When a woman makes the first move,

then she'll make the second as well.

And I even make the third.

I'll get up on this fence and make

the fourth, the fifth and sixth...

Be careful! Youre going to get hurt!

Come on, get down!

You have to enter by the pit.

-Are the suitcases yours?

-Yes.

Alright. Then wait here.

I'll get you in my car.

Are we doing the test tomorrow?

-I'm not sure. Have everything ready.

-Annamaria called.

She said to call her. -Thanks.

-But didn't you only have two?

-This one is yours.

-Mine? No. I don't have one.

-I know.

I wanted to give you a gift.

I robbed it from the house.

-Thank you.

-Imagine!

You know. It was from the guy with

the silver jacket and the obscene slides.

Let's check what's inside.

Kapakiro karushawa,

you remember?

-No. What a thing!

-Oriental style.

How about that!

No razor, nor soap, nor toothpaste.

How did this one clean himself?

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes