Character: Elia Of Codogno. Page 2

So, buy it?
- No, I need another car.
- What is it?
- Electronic calculator - it will work for three accountants and three times faster.

- I see you're not laughing?
- No.
Yeah, look at the screen! Isn't it funny? You see how he flew? Look how he flopped! Isn't it funny?
- No.
- Fallen over laughing since then, as is the light! What about you?
- But he's hit, he's hurt!
- The whole principle of funny is in the fall, and from that you cry.
- Ah! Oh... (is horrified)
- This said, even Chaplin. Lies a banana peel, people - and fuck, he slips and falls on the peel. In the hall laugh. It's two and two, and you're not laughing.
- No.
Well, I do not like you, you don't like comic stunts, but something you should like?
- (crying) Nooo!
- Good night, it's awful!
- Terrible! (continues to cry)

- If again for squeezing grape juice into wine we would have to hire twenty people on their payroll, pay for insurance and everything else will take a lot of damn money!
- Your?
- No, your.
My?
- You will hire.
I'm not sure.
- I care about your money, because I'm your accountant. That is why I suggest the article of the savings. We have a branch of the company "Diesel". Them juicers work for three and three times faster!
- And to live on those we don't hire?
Well... progress requires sacrifice.
- Assure me that this machine will work for three and three faster than the workers?
A hundred against one.
- So you care about my money?
- No, to your advantage.
- Why would it?
- I don't know. it's just who I am.

- See you in Milan.
- And soon you be there?
- Yes, soon - in 3-4 years.

- Elia? That was the name of one of the prophets, it seems... Maybe you too can predict the future?
Soup will get cold if you don't stop talking.

- You gave me mate? I'm not playing, dog. Shut up, don't want to hear your excuses.

- You seem to really love animals.
- Love.
- What about people?
- Suffer, but not much.

- With your permission, will be presented. My name is...
- This finish. Don't want to overload the memory.

Elia, congratulations on your birthday.
Thank you.
You know, you come to the age where you need to think, well, in a word, to see itself as the successor of the human race...
- Oh, okay. Those same conversations. You know I'll never get married.
- Not married?! Elia, you're strong, full of energy and vitality male...
- Hands off!
- But how can it be that you don't find a woman?!
And you're looking for?
- And what do I have? Hehe... Well, tell me, did you never take those moments when the flesh rises up and demands its own? These impulses are hard to suppress. The frailty of his demands, it is impossible to resist. You remember, you should be familiar with such...
Yes, of course.
- Yeah, well, what are you doing?
- I'm just in the barn, chop wood too. What about you?
- Ring the bell.
Hmm... And often call?!
- Here (shows his hands).

I came back to say that you're crazy, ham, misogynist, rude and a bully!
- What else?
- You're a bouncer.
- Realized. You're in love with me.

Birds getting into the cage, laughing too, but out of powerlessness and anger.

My name is Lisa.
- You are not to blame.

- How much sugar?
Or two, but that I've seen.
(- How much sugar?
Two odd pieces.)

- Broad-shouldered, tanned, dark eyes, strong chin, Greek nose, penetrating gaze...
- Keep...