you tell us about america.
we hear. we were told you were a pezzonovanta. big shot.
hey america! is she as rich as they say?
take me to america! you need a good lupara in america? you take me, i'll be the best man you got. "oh say, can you seeee. by da star early light"
america. hey america! take me with you! hey, take me to america g.i.!
hey, beautiful girls!
jesus christ, take my soul. i'm dying.
you got hit by the thunderbolt, eh?
you can't hide it when you're hit by the thunderbolt.
you know all the girls in this town, eh? we saw some beauties coming down the road. one in particular got our friend hit with the thunderbolt.
this one could seduce the devil. a body! and eyes as big and black as olives.
this was a beauty. right, calo?
and hair. black and curly, like a doll. and such a mouth.
god in heaven, i think i understand.
let's get out of here; he's boiling up his blood to do us mischief. it's his daughter.
the old bastard mentioned two sons he only has to whistle up.
it's the real thunderbolt, then.
calo is having a cup of coffee in the kitchen. is your wife coming with you?