What a Woman! (La fortuna di essere donna)

Marina! Marina!

Miss, are you going to town? May I give you a lift?

THE LUCK OF BEING A LADY

That's enough! - Hey, what's wrong?

Hey, listen..

You're just the type that interests me. - I noticed.

Let me talk, I can help you. - Get your hands off me!

Don't make a big deal!

What do you want? You should learn some manners!

Manners?

A man with manners wouldn't leave you here!

Is yours the only car in Rome? Give me a break.

So tell me, why did you accept the ride?

What did you expect? Marriage? - At least that.

Ah, here comes your fool! A perfect match.

He's pretty. Hope you have a lot of kids!

Are you talking to me?

Hey, were you talking to me? - No, I was talking to her.

You said I was pretty. - What are you talking about?

I understood perfectly. I'll teach you!

Are you crazy?

Damn it!

Smile! Thanks.

Scandalous!

A girl shouldn't be photographed like that.

It's just not right.

I don't pay attention to it. - Well, I do.

Shame on you! - Me? Shame on yourself!

Miss, I was told my stockings would be ready by Thursday.

I'll go see. - Antonietta.

What's that? - I'll show you later.

That's Antonietta.

What is the meaning of this? "Sights to be seen on Appia Antica".

What's with you today? Clear my table, please.

Where are my stockings? - Sorry this is more important.

What is the meaning of this?

That's not me. - What did you say?

You're saying that's not you? - Why, you think it's me?

She says it's not her!

Nice photo! - Get back to work!

What's the meaning of this? You can tell him stories but not me.

What am I then? - An angel, but don't exaggerate.

Now, explain this. - Oh, can't you see that's not me?

It's her all right. - The girl from the cover?

Excellent! Send her in. - She's with a guy.

Dr. Federico Frotta, attorney.

What does he want? - The manager.

He's angry. - I'm busy.

Do you know this girl? - No, we bought the photo.

You didn't ask? - No, I thought he would.

You bought the photo, no?

Yes, but you told me to buy it. You even took the series home with you.

I did? - Yes. - That's enough..

Hurry, you go. I don't want to talk to him.

Sir? - My fiancée was photographed without her consent

and put on your magazine cover.

Miss, weren't you in agreement with the photographer?

That's not me in the photo and I never met a photographer.

Be quiet. You recognize her, don't you?

She says it's not her. Who am I to say otherwise?

She's just joking.

So, you want to know who's this girl?

If you don't mind. - No problem.

Go see the photographer, Corrado Vetti.

Ask him whatever you want.

Shall we go? - All this for a mistaken identity!

I knew it wasn't her!

Hello?

Hello. - Mr. Vetti, please?

One moment. - It's about the magazine, Le ore .

Very well.

Very well, indeed!

This way, please. - Thank you.

Did you bring a bikini? - No, my fiancé.

What? - Federico Frotta, attorney. I'm her fiancé.

A surprise, eh? - You want a photo together?

Recognize her? - Hey, I thought it was you!

What a scoop, right on the cover!

So you recognize her? - I took this photo.

Still denying it? - Pff!

Pff? Why don't you answer me in a complete sentence?

If you trust him more than me, go marry him. - Me?

Sorry, but you're not being honest. I'm very upset with you.

Let's go? - You've jeopardised my honor!

Showing off your body like a common prostitute!

The acid is ready.

Why are you mad at her? I was the one who took the photo.

So you admit you're the author of that photograph?

Yes, but she didn't know. I took it by surprise.

Anything else? - Yes, moral and material damages.

Sure! - Moral and material!

I'm not joking. It'll cost less if you pay today.

You read the papers? You'll pay. I'm not a lawyer for nothing.

Put those in the water. - OK.

So that's why you came here? - Can I say something?

I'll do the talking. Yes, that's why we came.

Should I file a suit then? - Am I a bank? What a deal!

Who gets the money? You or her?

Can I speak? - Be quiet.

Have you taken a good look at me?

Am I wearing a dunce cap?

The papers also publish stories about fiancés

who buy and sell their honor and reputation.

Just a minute.. - Let me finish.

Then make your own conclusion. Come here.

Look at the moral and material damages my photos have caused.

That girl there was the daughter of a housekeeper.

Now she makes 30,000 a day as a model.

A count and an American are fighting over her.

And that one couldn't even ride a bicycle.

I took her photo, she won a beauty contest!

and married a rich industrialist.

And that one.. Ida.

I found her at the port, half starving.

A director saw her photo. Now she's an actress.

She owns a villa, three dogs, various antiques and furs.

And you come here with a lawyer! - I'm her fiancé and be aware

she wasn't a willing participant and is surprised by your trickery.

Can I say something for once?

Calm down, if you don't mind. - I do mind.

I'm going to tell you how it happened.

I asked him to do it. I begged him to photograph me.

You should be asking me for your "moral and material damages". Got it?

I don't understand. - No?

I asked him to take my photo and I said I wanted it published. OK?

But why did you do that? - I was bored.

I wanted to end my stupid lifestyle.

As to why I was bored, I'll tell you.

You think you're always right. And all the medicine you take!

Three pills before and after meals, drops in between.

Then this moral and material talk.. How boring!

I don't think I'm like that. Everybody says I'm brilliant.

You just don't recognize it. Don't we have fun? - No.

Don't be spiteful.

I always have funny stories to tell you.

Do I need to do somersaults too?

And I'm always on time when you close the shop.

We go out for pastries, movies or a walk

but not on the Appian Way because I'm a gentleman.

I never laid a hand on you.

I've stopped trying to understand. - Nice, some impression you're making.

Do you know you're offending me? - Just let me know if you don't like me.

Another man would slap you. - You're not even capable of that.

I wouldn't stoop so low. - Fine, then don't.

Let's go! - You go, I'm staying.

I said, let's go. - No, no, no.

Understand? - We'll talk later. - No, we won't!

I'm giving you back your ring, letters, so good night. - Fine.

I'm telling your mother.

I must thank you. - Shall I get the fixer?

Go.

Thanks for covering for me.

Lawsuits go on forever.

Appeals, amnesties, but it always works out.

Of course.. it's a big hassle and a waste of time.

And time is money as the English say.

You've saved me time. - And thus money.

So, how shall we go about it? - About what?

About me. - What do you mean?

I can't give you a present. It's not your birthday.

And I prefer to receive gifts.

Don't worry, I'll tell you what to do.

Oh, you want a copy of the photo.

Don't make me laugh.

I want 30,000 per day, but I'll settle for 10,000.

Just that? - You did it for them, you can do it for me.

You took my photo without asking.

And you published it. That's a fact, no?

You gave me the idea.

You can set me up as a model..

or find me a rich husband. You decide!

Poor girl, and what were you doing on the Appian way?

That's my business.

But it doesn't matter. As long as you pull through.

You can't get everything from just one photo!

Let's take more! - Yes, one a day.

We'll do publicity. It will be a sensation.

That's why we're here. - What?

To make publicity for me, OK?

I may not be worth 30,000, but I'm worth 10,000 per day, no?

Yes. As much as that.

But let's be realistic.

It depends on if you have what it takes, but.. to be blunt..

forget about it.

I don't want to be mean, I prefer to ask kindly.

Would you set me up, please?

Could you do that?

OK.

Go buy some fixer.

How clever!

I'll pick up the invoices too. I'll return after lunch. - Excellent!

OK, here we go.

Why don't you take off your top?

You don't understand. - We're starting with the photos, no?

No, with the introductions.

Call the industrialists and the fashion houses.

I want to see if you're as important as you say.

Or should we talk about damages again?

Is that how it is? Don't worry!

Just below me lives the most important agent in Rome.