Character: Hairdresser

- Strange, I always thought of you as an Aryan.
I'm a vegan.
- Strange, and I always thought of you as an Aryan.
- I'm a vegetarian.

- Again go?
- No, no, enough.
- Dudu, tomorrow I'll come back later. Pasquale died Anunciato, I have to shave.
In this case, leave the razor at me.

- What do you want?
- Can I please have a ham and a bun.
Is a Barber, not cooking.
- Yes? And I thought. Maybe get your haircut?

He got his hair cut once a week and fit once or twice a day. Here is the man! I understand! And students your what? Once a month ice cream feed in the front near the garbage cuddle...

- Are you comfortable, honey?
- No! ... I am totally defenseless... No. No problem. Soap is not poisoned, he was a normal civilian, well, normal for this profession. I am calm. It's just a towel, towel, towel, ordinary towel, I feel this towel, calm down!...
- Now, honey, I begin to conjure.
... He tied me on a blanket to protect my clothes, not to limit my movements! And I'm sure it's just regular scissors... (jumps up and grabs the gun) don'T MOVE! Oh. I did it again.

- You're so beautiful that it seems that You only created for happiness.
- Happiness? And what is it?