Everybody Wants To Be Italian Page #3

- Everybody want to be ltalian.

- l don't dance.

lt's a party. You meet a few people,

listen to some ltalian music...

come down to our level

and dance a little.

- l'm not ltalian!

- Nobody's gonna know!

- Yes!

- Everybody want to be ltalian.

- Come on.

- Listen to him.

Oh, Marisa!

Take you something to eat.

You no eat enough. Come on.

l'm sorry, l can't tonight, but thank you.

But you too skinny.

Oh, you need a man.

Actually, that's why l'm here.

Do you know anything

about an ltalian club?

ltalian club? The singles club?

- But you not Italiana!

- No, l know.

But l was invited to meet a guy there.

An ltalian? No, no, no.

You don't get mixed up with an ltalian.

and that's just the ones l know about.

But you loved him.

Love?

S, of course. He was my soulmate.

But you, you're not ltalian.

And l tell you something.

ltalian men never, never

marry a girl who's not ltalian.

They play with you.

Oh, s, they like to do that.

And then they break your heart.

No. You find yourself a good Dane,

or even...

an lrishman.

Oh, mannagg.

What l'd trade for that.

l know, l know.

- What about her?

- She's all right.

- She's all right?

- She's fine.

- What do you mean, just all right?

- Come on.

You prejudiced against the most

beautiful women in the world?

No, but l'm in love, you know that.

- ''Oh, l'm in love.''

- Look.

This right here, this is all yours.

Steve and l, we're married.

You owe us this.

Oh, l owe you this?

l owe it to you to pick up girls

at an ltalian singles bar?

- Absolutely.

- Just not my thing.

- Hey, hey.

- What about her?

- Oh, she just gave you a look.

- She's cute, yeah.

That was a definite nibble.

Set the hook and reel her in.

She's hot, l'll give you that,

but l'm not interested in her.

Stop staring at me. Aren't you gonna...

- What the hell are you doing?

- You're a sea lion. Roar.

- Sea lions bark, idiot.

- Whatever.

That guido stuff

doesn't work on hot chicks.

Yeah?

- She's coming.

- She's coming over here.

- Think of something to say.

- Were you whistling at me?

No, l... lt was...my...

- l'm Marisa.

- Jake. How are you?

- Nice to meet you.

- Our friend's nervous.

l think you just melted the lining

in his underwear.

l didn't... Nothing... My underwear's fine.

Oh, nicely said.

- Do you wanna have a seat?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- OK.

- Yeah.

- At the bar? Otherwise, they'll continue.

- OK.

No, no. Just go get her a drink.

Just put it on the card.

lt's a company expense.

l'll take care of her.

- What do you think?

- You guys are too much.

But...he is...

- He's cute.

- Yeah.

- l'll give you that.

- He's smart.

- Funny.

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