Miranda Page #5

Bravo. You've managed to keep

your thoughts together

no thanks to all those whores

you satisfied.

Stop it now, Tony,

you're finished, you hear.

I only wanted to give you

the cash for the ring I sold.

That's what I like about you.

You're useful, I can rely on you.

Oh, and the copy, have you

got it yet?

There is no copy. One of my

lady friends bought the ring.

Dirty bastard, you put my nice ring

on one of your whore's hands.

Well, look what I sold

it for. Count it.

She paid twice as much

as any one else would've.

She gave me a lot.

Gave you a lot, huh?

Cash or trade?

Cash, of course. You know

nobody looks at me, right boss?

It's all for you anyhow.

It's enough, I hope, to pay

whatever new bills I get.

For as long as I'm away.

Where?

Don't I have the right to go away?

Yeah, you're the boss.

You can do whatever you want.

You approve, do you?

I depend on you, Tony.

The inn is in your hands.

Don't worry, I'll look after

your interests for you.

You're a guy who

knows what he's doing.

Why, don't you?

Do you like it?

- It makes me cry a little.

- Well, there's nothing

wrong with that.

Sit down.

How'd you like an ice-cream.

Another One!

More drills shipped,

they were unloaded this morning.

Work's finished.

Well?

No!

Norman, Norman, no!

Come here!

Come!

Go on!

Let's f***.

Hey you, leave that dog alone.

I'm a civil servant

and you're interfering with the law.

How much for the dog?

Not a penny! I have my dignity

as official dog catcher, you know.

Here's dollars, American

dollars. You can have them.

Oh, he's cute.

Go away.

Go on, go away!

Please, go away!

Don't you know how lucky

you've been today.

Hey, the war's over.

Slow the jeep down, will you.

You're a 'mascalzona'.

Go on say it again.

Ma-scal-zo-na!

Ma-scal-zo-na!

Hey, would you watch that!

You some kind of nut?

But...

Yes!

This spot is where the Nazi's

got me. April 13th 1944.

It was here where the Scar is.

It was night, I was lucky.

There were only a few,

they were afraid to come down.

I spent the whole night

looking up at those two trees.

Grass,

blood,

money

and sh*t.

A monument.

C'mon, let's go.

I want something to drink,

then I want you. Let's stop

at the first village.

I'm starving.

I'm goin' to eat.

It's there.

Right between the legs of the

ballerina.

There

This is it.

This is what moves the world.

Right between the thighs

of all women.

Tender clouds,

I wanna die there.

Miranda!

Yes you're right.

Get over here.

We will cross the river and will rest

in the shade of the trees.

I wanna die...

Not in the jerry.

I want to die,

I want to die in a wave.

I wanna die on top of you, Miranda.

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