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I REMEMBER:

The puffballs!

"When the puffballs come,

then winter is almost gone."

"When the puffballs soar,

then winter is no more."

I've got the best one!

- Ciccio, Iet's go to the seashore.

- Look at this one!

In our town, the puffballs

arrive hand in hand with spring.

These are the sort of puffballs

that drift around,

soaring over the cemetery,

where all rest in peace,

soaring over the beachfront

and the Germans, newly arrived,

who don't feel the cold.

Drifting, drifting...

swirling...

swirling... swirling...

Drifting, drifting, drifting!

I'm the last of fourteen children.

By then my father had had enough,

so he called me Definitivo.

If he'd had enough sooner,

there'd have been one less chatterer.

Good evening.

See you in the square.

I've come for my sister.

Am l too early?

Your sister's here.

Fiorella, l'm all done.

Come in.

I better calm you down,

you horny beast. What a body!

The bonfire's bigger

this year than last.

You going to the bonfire tonight?

What are you playing?

A brand-new tune l wrote.

Listen to this.

Now, Dad, we'll watch them

light the bonfire, then off to bed.

The doctor says

you must get to bed early.

The doctor's an asshole.

I'll go to bed when l want.

Then you'll end up in the hospital,

and this time I'll leave you there.

Blockheads! Numskulls!

Scram!

That's my spot!

Creeps!

- Let me through!

- Listen to this one.

One father can take care

of 1 00 kids,

but 1 00 kids can't take care

of one father. That's the gospel truth.

- I want to set off a firecracker.

- Stay here!

Hey, Giudizio, catch!

I can, I command, l want!

Long live Giudizio!

Volpina,

have you made love today?

How many men did you service?

I bet you even dip a cock

in your morning coffee.

Here she is!

You're the greatest, Gradisca.

Greta Garbo's got nothing on you!

Let's go over there.

Ronald Colman,

we're over here!

Giudizio, take this chair too.

Burn this one too.

Put it on top.

Set the old witch in it.

I'll stuff that chair down your throat!

Take it back home!

The old witch!

The old witch is here!

Let me marry her

before you burn her!

What are you looking at?

I wasn't looking, l swear.

Lay off!

Don't look.

You'll get too excited.

Bring the firecrackers!

Light the bonfire

and burn the old witch!

"Burn away, O witch so old.

Burn the winter and the cold."

Here comes spring!

- I don't have a match.

- But your beloved has, my dear.

Long live the old witch!

Long live Giudizio!

I can, I command, I want!

Where's the ladder?

You want it?

Take it!

Take it!

Hurry! I'm burning up!

In America I saw bonfires

- When were you ever in America?

- My parents are American.

l'll break your neck!

You should hear what my father

can do with his ass!

urray for spring!

- lt gives me a funny feeling.

- Yeah, me too.

But winter's dying

and spring is on its way.

l feel it all over me already!

Our respects, milord.

Our respects, ma'am.

Our respects to you,

little countess.

Drink a little.

lt'll do you good.

Look, even your aunt's drinking.

Good old Lallo!

No one would know you're 60.

Look at that.

Your brother really is an asshole.

e's just a kid.

Now watch

the Malaysian tiger leap!

Watch it!

You'll catch it

when we get home!

- The heel came off.

- Then he'll have to do without one!

Where's that other

useless ass gone?

Ciccio, throw the big bang

on the fire!

What are you up to?

Off to bed with you!

l'll put you

in boarding school!

lt's Scureza di Corpolo, "The Fart."

Go to it, Scureza!

Bravo, Scureza!

The origins of this town

are lost in the mists of time.

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