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Lallo, read the telegram

"White Feather" got from Stockholm.

"Come immediately.

Cannot live without you. lnge."

ls she the bucktoothed one

from last summer?

Are you going?

lt'll be damned cold up there now!

lf l shot them,

they'd call me a murderer.

l'll throw them all

in a pit of lime!

Get the hell out of here!

l couldn't leave Mamma behind

for those buck teeth.

Look at Madam's new girls.

ey, look!

See the big one with the hood?

ere l am!

Me too!

lt's my God-given right to -

A lovely man.

A lot like Wallace Beery.

With that beard,

he looked like a French duke.

That's some cargo!

Good night, King Vittorio.

Good night, everybody.

This is the Victory Monument.

We used to visit it every day.

And l dreamed about it

at night too.

- l'm going, Mamma.

- Make a good confession.

lf you've had anything to drink,

you can't receive communion.

You can drink water.

You just can't eat anything.

Not even water.

And tell him

that you're a delinquent,

that you upset your mother and father,

and that you answer back.

And that you curse everything,

understand?

Everything!

Who's first?

- ow long since your last confession?

- Christmas.

My God! Mass on days of obligation?

- Except when l had the mumps.

- Do you honor your father and mother?

- Yes.

No, not like that!

White on one side, yellow on the other.

- What's it matter?

- lt's a question of aesthetics.

- Fine.

Now then, do you honor

your father and mother?

Yes, but they don't honor me.

They beat me.

- You must annoy them. Do you tell lies?

- l have to.

Do you covet others' goods?

The small flowers

go in the small vases.

What did you say you covet?

My pal Bragger's got a raincoat

with metal buckles

like the detective's

in the William Powell-Myrna Loy films.

Do you commit impure acts?

Do you touch yourself?

Do you know St. Louis weeps

when you touch yourself?

Let him weep.

l'm not gonna tell you.

You'll only tell Dad.

Don't tell me

you don't touch yourself.

How can you not, when you see

the woman in the tobacco shop,

as stacked as she is,

and she says...

Export brand?

And the math teacher

who looks just like a lion?

Mother of God!

How can you not touch yourself

when she looks at you that way?

What do you think we come

to see on St. Anthony's day,

when they bless the animals?

The sheep's butts?

See how he's looking at me?

How can l tell him about Volpina

and the time

l pumped up her tires?

l didn't know people kissed like that.

Did you?

With their tongues

going in and out?

l'll ask the questions here.

Go on.

Then there's Gradisca.

Last summer l saw her going

into the movie theater.

lt's not - You see -

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