ciao bello. don't you want to fuck every woman you see. just once.
hey, if i'm late, think what her husband's saying!
i know. i was there. tommy! it's s.r.o. two seater. standing room only. chop, chop, tommy!
dick - you've got to hear this!
i want this job of yours, tommy. i was just saying - you live in italy, sleep in dickie's house, eat dickie's food, wear his clothes, and his father picks up the tab. if you get bored, let me know, i'll do it!
i don't think so. come back with me to rome. there's this great new club. have some drinks, lotta ladies.
sure.
what are you doing?
aye, aye.
oh hello, where's dickie? how are you?
i don't think he's at dinner at 6.30pm. if you said he was still at lunch i'd believe you. incredible. the guy has disappeared off the face of the earth.
the landlady - as far as i could tell, the landlady said he was here right now.
because he's been hiding from me - what happened at christmas?
he was supposed to come skiing. i didn't get a cable or a call or a note or, frankly, a fart.
which is horseshit. have you heard him play that thing? he can't.
no thanks. some kid at the american express office. are you living here?
in fact the only thing which looks like dickie is you.
have you done something to your hair?
what? i think i'm saying it. something's going on. he's either converted to christianity - or to something else.
is it on "delle croce, just off the corso"? you're a quick study, aren't you? last time you didn't know your ass from your elbow, now you're giving me directions. that's not fair, you probably do know your ass from your elbow. i'll see you.
ripley? there's someth -