The Rose Tattoo

Hey, lady, what kind of tattoo

did you get on you?

- I got a rose tattoo.

- Where did you get it, lady?

- Where did he put it on you?

- Right over my heart, little boy.

Wait here.

- Little girl.

- Yes?

- You're a twig off the old rosebush.

- What?

Is the lady that does

the sewing in the house?

Nobody's here but Daddy and me.

And Daddy's asleep.

Do you mind if I wait on the porch

till she gets back?

She won't be long.

Where is your mama?

Ideal Grocery Store.

Look, she buys Grade A.

I buy Grade B.

- Now, which is which?

- Oh, yeah.

Don't mix up those eggs.

What difference is it?

Which is it?

I'll tell you the difference.

I got a Grade A husband,

that's the difference.

Oh, then I got a Grade B husband?

I don't know which grade

is your husband.

I got a Grade A husband,

and I know the difference.

Yeah, I know the difference,

and I don't give a Grade A husband

a Grade B egg for his breakfast.

- OK?

- Package. Your package, lady.

Where is somebody, please, to carry

this package for me on the street?

My husband don't allow me

- to carry big packages...

- Next.

- Like a horse on the street. Please!

- Next.

Oh, my.

OK.

Thank you, huh?

- Buon giorno, Serafina.

- Buon giorno, Padre.

You are dressed for a party?

No, I am dressed

for a big celebration.

I got some wonderful news

to give my husband.

Oh? What news?

I got to tell this news

to my husband first.

I'm sorry, Father. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Oh, my.

Mama.

- Is Papa home, cara?

- Yes, he's here.

A lady's waiting for you

on the porch, Mama.

- Lady?

- Yes.

- Open the door for me.

- All right.

Ale!

Oh, please.

Let me see. Let me see!

Let me see.

Such a perfume.

- My! Where is Papa?

- In the bedroom, sleeping.

- Sleeping?

- Yes.

Why don't you tell me he was

sleeping before I slam the door?

- Scimmia.

- He has to make a night run, Mama.

Don't make any noise.

Amore.

Come sai di buono.

I like the smell of rose oil

in your hair.

Good.

Good.

Oh, love, tonight is a feast, you know.

Because I have been to the doctor.

I have a new life in my body.

Yeah.

I have a new life in my body.

It's true. It's true.

Oh, love, stay with me tonight.

Don't go, please.

I don't understand these strange

night runs that you make.

I don't understand. I don't like it.

I don't like it.

Stay with me, please.

This... This night run

is the last that you make.

Is the last. You hear me?

You hear me, darling?

You... You promise me, darling.

- Si, last run. Si.

- OK.

OK, thank you. OK.

Mama? The lady says she can't wait.

Yeah. Vengo.

Rest, love. Rest.

I come back right away. Right away.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- Do you want something?

- I heard you do sewing.

Talk soft, please. My husband

is sleeping in there.

What do you want sewed?

How fast can you make

a shirt for me?

Oh, that depends.

I have some silk with me

I want made into a shirt.

- There.

- Wonderful.

Look at that colore.

Rosa, huh?

Wonderful stuff

for a blouse, pajamas.

Oh, I want a man's shirt

made out of it.

Silk this color for a...?

For a shirt for a man?

Well, this man's wild like a Gypsy.

He likes to feel

silk on his skin and wants

everything rose-colored.

A woman should not encourage

a man to be wild. Never.

If a man's wild, he's hard

for a woman to hold.

But if he's tame, would a woman

want to hold him?

I told you soft, please.

My husband's sleeping.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm a married woman in business.

I don't know nothing about wild men

and wild women. I'm sorry.

I'll give you twice

what you ask me for it.

Money isn't the object,

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