Amici miei - Come tutto ebbe inizio Page #4

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- Pretty! Pretty! Long thighs, like an antelope.

- Well, she has a defect

though... - Sure! - What is it?

She messes with that Nazi

Head of the Physician.

- Where's he taking her?

- Where? Where I'll go in a moment. Look!

That's a pig, besides being a torturer.

and he takes advantage of his

position to harass his poor patients.

I'll call the police!

What are you saying? They're married.

She's the professor's wife. She's

undergoing psychiatric treatment.

[For Melandri it was love

at first sight as usual.]

[which usually involves

the rest of us too...]

[...because when Melandri falls in love

he becomes an unbearable dead weight.]

- Macaroni pie! Delicious!

- Ah!

Aren't you joining us? It's

awfully good, Necchi's wife made it.

Of course not!

Shall we play target-shooting spitting

at the ceiling? You'll get distracted.

- But not while we're eating.

- No, thanks.

- Sorry guys, I can't make it.

- No! I'm the one who can't make it!

We can't go on living with a corpse.

- I want to go to a different hospital, or at least to a different ward!

- Quiet!

- I'd better stay with the leper than with an arsehole.

- Calm down!

Sit down!

Here is a typical threesome:

he, she and the other man.

Well, he is a piece of sh*t

who deserves to be cheated on.

- She...

- A piece of p*ssy pie.

- Well, yes!

- As regards the other man I've been wondering, for a long time:

why does he always give in so soon?

Because she is too

beautiful, unreachable.

And he is an important man, with a

strong personality, the charismatic type.

- What can I hope for?

- Nothing.

Nothing, I agree.

In fact, if you weren't a jerk but

a horse, I'd bet on you at 1 to 200.

And I would win...

because Melandri has an advantage:

the shrink.

- Who?

- The headshrinker, the psychoanalyst.

And if a woman goes to the psychoanalyst,

there's something missing in her life.

And what does a woman miss in

her life 99 times out of 100?

Love!

- Oh!

- Intravenous, sister? I'm ready.

One and five!

Hello? May I talk to the lady?

Oh! That's you! Who am I?

You seem an educated person.

You'll certainly remember

Homer and his Odyssey.

Madam, my name is Nobody!

- I'm so cool!

- No! I think it was too intellectual.

It was a masterpiece!

It's a shame. What do

you want to achieve?

Let us work for you!

Nothing affects a woman more than

eight or ten phone calls a day.

- Yes, eight or ten fucks.

- Don't count on me.

- That is deception.

- Keep quiet!

Now, now!

Hello? Yes, that's still me.

No, I don't want anything.

I only needed to hear your voice again!

Hello? It's me.

Tarapia tapioco as if it were antani

with a premature supercazzola...

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