Movie: Marriage Italian style (Matrimonio All'italiana)

One evening you said to me: "let's Pretend we love each other." Then I really loved you, and you're not, you pretend to be. And now, when you left, you normally gave me 100 lire. These 100 Lira, I have recorded here the year. Then you're always gone, and when he came back I was pregnant. You told me no, that I got sick and went to the village. This area is all mine, the year the number... And it take. Children do not buy.

No, I don't want to read. Generally, books are not trusted.

People like it, it is not a heart attack.

- Tell me, or... or I don't know what might happen!
Now I understand why you brought me to Vesuvius - want to throw down?!

And, here you are! Cost me to say that he is a student, you decided to help him, to give money, willing to spend. This is everything and the others nothing! What would happen? This would put them one against the other! Don't be selfish, House, you only think about yourself!

- What I then was shoes?!
That's it, trying to establish the year the shoes, but not remember...

- So at least this can't be my son!
If he was not born a seven-month...
- Glover - seven months? A healthy fellow?!

- Do you think the doctor and the priest lied to you? Calm down, they don't matter. They believed. Any woman would have died, lived with you for twenty years <...>.
- I've never seen you subdued... You were always very unhappy with the inflated face. For twenty years you never cried! I didn't see it in your eyes not a single tear. You are in no way inferior. And always tried to stand on his own, always!
Give in... to Cry... That would be too cool! You know when you cry? When you know what is good, but don't have it. I good never knew. I never could give myself the pleasure of crying.

- And you too!
I am in my house! Under the conjugal roof! Me out of here no one will move, even the carabinieri!
- You were a public girl public girl and left! Slut!
And can you say that about your wife!
- What do I mean? What kind of wife?
Oh! About señora Soriano! Because I'm your wife!
- How can you be my wife?! You're a whore! For you nobody will give even a three Soldi, you hear? Three Soldi!
And these rascals helped you! I'll kill them! I'll kill you all!
- Well! Let's have a battle!
Where is my gun?
- He's in the top drawer of the dresser, and please not very touch - there ironed shirts.

- To write one sentence with your own name!

- As soon as I take my pants off, alarm bells!