Marisa la civetta

Ice-cream bars, snacks, ice-cream cones, beer!

- What's this? - Snacks, ice-cream bars!

- One moment! - I have also the right to look.

- What the hell! - May I? - What are these manners?

What's the matter, have the Italian State Railways gone mad?! - May I?

- May I? - Thank you.

- Ice-cream bars, snacks! - May I?

Come here, I'm getting drunk with Coca Cola!

Do you want an ice-cream bar? Do you want it?

Do you want one?

Miss, an ice-cream bar!

- Miss! - Coming! - An ice-cream bar.

- Come see! - What is it?

- O, mother! - O, my soul!

Miss! I also want an ice-cream bar. Miss!

- Miss! - 100 lire, miss!

- Be careful, the train's leaving! - So hot!

- Miss! Come back here! - Bye, handsome!

Miss, let me look at you!

Miss! I'll marry you!

- What nuisance being beautiful! - You're right.

Hi, Luigi.

- You like life, don't you? - What do you want, that's youth.

- Marisa, what did you promise me? - A kiss. - Eh!

- When will you go dancing with me? - Tomorrow.

- I'd take you to church. - Think about your wife.

Chief, I have something to do. I'll be right back.

Are you going to root for my son? That stupid son of mine. Well?

- Fumetto! - How pretty you are! - Come here, where're you going?

- Let's go. - When we'll you stop giving hopes to these boys?

- What have I to lose? - Someone we'll take care of you.

- I like no one of them! - You like them all!

Gardenio, wait for us!

Marisa! Wanna bet Gardenio will want to take you for a walk?

- Come back. - Get lost!

Hurry up, leech!

Marisa, what are you doing, conquering Rome?

- Bye! - Bye!

Is it bitting?

How nice! What is it, a catfish?

Poor animal. He's dying, the wretched!

Have you forgotten you were in a hurry?

- Catch it! Enjoy it! - Stupid! - The fish!

- Would you go on a trip with me? - Of course!

- Where'd you like to go? - Wherever.

Me, I'd like to be on that ship.

No, the sea frightens me.

- Fumetto, will you do me a favor? - Sure!

Run to Luccicotto and tell him I'll be right there.

- Shall I tell him the Intercity was late? - Go...

I was also afraid of the sea when I was a child.

I have to go. The captain's my problem.

Why, aren't you the captain?

I'm a sailor on the ''Tirreno''. It's my first trip.

- I work at the station. - We do Civitavecchia-Palermo.

I'm here every week.

- What's your name? - Angelo, and yours? - Marisa.

- Bye! - Bye!

See you on Sunday!

- Come on! I'm a jaguar! - Catch this.

- Some jaguar! - Swine!

- Wanna kill me?! - Luccicotto!

- Luccicotto! - It was about time!

- Luccicotto. - Even today the Intercity lost it's way? - Bah!

Have you set your mind on making me look like an idiot?

- Cut the bullshit! - Take care, or you'll get it.

Bye! I'm off!

- Where're you going? Come here! - What do you want? Are you my boyfriend?

- Have I ever kissed you? - Yes!

Fool! We were kids, still going to school.

You call those kisses?!

Marisa! What day is today?

Swine!

See what's in there.

Search. Do you remember where we hid to kiss?

Under the bench of the station snack bar.

What your father gave us!

- How beautiful! - It's gold.

Seventeen years, you're old by now.

I got a muscle strain here, on the waist. Will you massage me?

Alright, let's do it, this massage.

What would you do without me? Would you feel my absence, even a little?

Damn it! I have to do the military service.

And it was so good... here, with you.

- It's so good. - What a hit

I have to go now. If I'm late, your father will kill me.

- Right now? - Don't you know the express's coming? Bye!

- That one doesn't get lost! - Bye!- Bye.

If I catch you, you'll get mangled!

- Admit you're jealous. - I'll show you...

- Marisa's coming! - Tits are walking!

- You're so hot! - Marisa, what a body!

Marisa, look at the blondie!

- I'll marry you. - Come here!

- Careful or you'll fall! - Jerk!

- I didn't see anything! - What did you want to see?! I'll tell you

Hot! Really hot!

- Bloody doll! - Hi. - Hot rose! - My soul!

- Bu! - Stupid.

Take care, the express won't wait for you.

- Mind your own business. - And you, sleep tight.

- Worm! - Pop-corn commercial!

- How might you be? - Prosperella. - Where d'you live? - Down there.

- How come I've never seen you? - I've been in the hospital. - Bye!

Wait for me, public menace!

Hurry up, slowpoke!

Work, slave!

His name is Pietro! Got it?

What are you doing, sleeping?

Ice-cream bar, snacks, ice-cream cones, beer!

- Welcome. - Thank you. - Good day.

- We were waiting for you on the five o'clock train. - I was late. - Come.

- Is she always like this? - Worse even.

Snacks, ice-cream cones, beer!

- Morons, all cuckolds, beer! - A snack? - Ahia!

- She always dresses like that? - Yes. - With that cleavage? - Yes.

- With bare knees? - Yes, yes.

Send her. I don't even want to see you.

Go away! I'm losing my mind!

- Does she always make this chaos? - Well...

- Does the boy always follow her? - No, not always.

She was born here. Everyone at the station knows her.

Her father died when she was little. It was a work accident.

The old stationmaster loved her as if she was his daughter.

Bye fairy!

- Luigi, my compact. - The new station master. - Ah!

- So young? - Here's your compact.

- Yes, it had fallen. - The little mirror broke.

What could happen to me? Bye!

How is it possible for this girl to be here?

There're so many schools for railwaymen orphans.

Wouldn't it be better to try and set her up?

- Marisa at school? - Anyway, she'll have to leave the station

There, against the wall.

It looks like a junk dealer's shop.

May I?

What do you want?

I've brought you the bed linen and I'll make your bed.

Alright, go ahead.

Put this against the window.

The old station master put there because you could see the sea.

- Take away that painting. - Take away the cows painting?!

- It's a nice work, made by an employee. - Don't meddle!

- You can go. - Good day.

Get lost!

I like order.

I like all things that are at their place.

Like men.

I'd always like to dress like, like a... serious woman.

I assure you, one couldn't tell.

If I sometimes go with a cleavage, it's because I have to sell my stuff.

- Clients have their demands. - Nice demands. Aren't you ashamed?

- Yes, I am. - I don't believe you.

- The bed's ready. - Alright, you can go, then.

- If, at least, I was ugly! - Will you, please, go?

If you'd onIy know how difficult life is for a lonely girl like me.

My father and mother are dead. I don't even have a cousin.

I have to defend myself in life.

Do you know that the best defense is to attack? I attack.

No! That's how it shall be! Who does this stationmaster think he is?!

Look, Mari'! You're a hot rose!

I got tango in my blood.

- Wanna bet? - On what? - Everything alright? - Yes.

- Spring's here, are you hot? - I'm burning!

Here, beautiful, take it to the table.

Bet on what?

That in one week I'll make him fall in love also, and then I'll laugh in his face.

- Him who? - The stationmaster. - Good night.

I can't get this figure quite right.

- Where're you going? - Bye. - Playing hermit? - Boh!

He's greedy! He takes them all.

- If I have it my way, I'll bring one for you too! - Even second hand would do.

- Careful women, handsome's coming! - Perfumed like a rose! Ahia!

Hey, starlet!

Come on! Hurry up!

Hold this for a second, Prosperella.

- Looking for Marisa? - Yes. - She's at the sports field. Come, I'll take you.

- Wait for me here. I'll be right back. - Get back soon!

Come on, Luccicotto! Show what you've got!

Shoot!

Referee! Go clean the toilets at the Coliseum!

Luccicotto, what's the matter, have you got a twisted ankle?

Tell your father to put it right!

- Pass the ball! - Come on! - Cuckolds!

There she is.

- And who's that one? - The stationmaster.

How I like this sea! If I were a man, I'd have been a sailor.

But I've always confused the Tyrrhenian with the Mediterranean.

- I always was last in my class at school. How about you? - The first.

I couldn't concentrate on the books more than five minutes.

I only liked having fun.

I used to have a classmate like you.

- Were you in love with her? - Didn't even cross my mind. - Who was your favorite?

The first in the section B class.

Me, I've never fallen in love until now.

- Are you coming to the game? - No, I'll be stopping here.

What a way of having fun, staying here, alone.

I'm a romantic. I've always hated soccer.

I'm also romantic, but when I set my mind on something, I don't back out.

- What have you set your mind on? - Not going back to school.