good morning, lucy.
what do you want me to do? pick up after five dogs? i'm eighty-three years old. god in his heaven understands that i cannot pick up after five dogs.
lucy. there are big things going on in my house. my granddaughter loretta, the only daughter of my son cosmo, has engaged herself to be married a second time.
my son does not like this johnny cammareri. he says he is a big baby.
my granddaughter wants my son to pay for the wedding. but he does not want to pay.
i don't know.
maybe. i don't know. he has not asked my advice. if he asks my advice, i don't know what i will say.
you think so, huh, stupid? those dogs love each other.
alright now. howl. howl.
how long must i wait? quanto tempo devo aspettare!
at dinner, my daughter-in-law threatened to kill me. things are very bad in my house.
if i hit the stick too hard, the apple will split. if i am too timid, the apple will fall off the stick.
i don't know what to advise my son. i think he should pay for the wedding, but it is important that he don't look ridiculous.
cosmo drank five glasses of wine at dinner.
i will. but i must find the right moment.
yes!
i am old. the old are not wanted. and what they say has no weight. but, my son, i must speak. you should pay for the wedding of your only daughter. you are breaking your house through pride. there. i've said it.
somebody tell a joke!
i'm confused !
wait.
here.