Take Me Away Page #5

The only feeling

you bring out in me

is embarrassment.

The only thing I feel

for you and me is pity.

We're no longer happy, Alfredo.

You're engaged?

Yes, he's rich

and he'll give me a lot of things.

But he's not handsome like you.

Then why are you marrying him?

My father is making me to.

But don't be sad.

He's old and someday he'll die.

When he does, I'll get all the money

and marry you.

This is where he lives,

and this is the trailer

where he's staying.

He owns carnival rides

so he travels the world.

But Uncle Cossiglio said

he's staying there now.

We have to find him.

Then what?

We kill him in his sleep.

What if someone see us?

No one will.

How will we kill him?

- With this.

- Are you crazy?

When do we do it?

Tomorrow, after school.

Mr. Antonini.

Mrs. De Angelis!

- Why are you here?

- I'm doing the shopping.

I mean, you should do it

in another neighborhood.

- I doubt you live around here.

- No, but I come here often.

My mother lives here.

She's elderly

so I shop for her.

- And it's cheaper here, right?

- It all seems expensive to me.

No, trust me.

For example,

this same bottle in a wine shop

downtown costs ten euros and

here it's only seven.

- Can I see?

- Sure.

This is no good.

Do you know wines?

No, I don't even drink.

Well, sometimes at lunch

with a glass of water.

I bought this exact same bottle

a few days ago

but I had to throw it out.

I'm glad you told me.

I'll put it back.

You have to know the brand.

Especially...

Take this can.

They're the most dangerous ones.

If you see a dent in one,

don't buy it

- because you might get botulism.

- Really?

Didn't you hear about that family

that was found dead

- after eating...

- Botulism

No, jam

- with the virus in it.

- Botulism, like I said.

I'm trying to help you

and you're mocking me.

No, I'm sorry.

That is very good advice.

I wish I had

someone like you

to help me do

the shopping.

You don't have anyone?

No.

God, I'm so nosy.

Sorry!

No, no one.

I guess no one can put up with me.

Well...

I come here every Friday.

If you come on Fridays too,

we can do it together.

Bye.

- You lied before.

- About what?

You said it was no good

but you're taking it.

Sorry, how silly!

I didn't realize it.

Would you have dinner with me?

No. Thank you but I'm married.

I figured that much.

All right, bye.

How about Friday?

Okay,

- what time?

- Is eight okay?

Eight o'clock, here.

When did I drill you last,

De Angelis?

I don't remember.

How many times have I told you!

"I don't remember, Madam. "

Better yet:
"I don't remember,

Madam. Thank you. "

Sorry.

Then again,

what can I expect from you people.

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