Marchese del Grillo, Il
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1:42:09
BELL RINGS
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Mr. Marquis.
Hey, Mr. Marquis!

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- What? What happened?
- Lunch's ready.

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- Your mother is angry.
- My mother?

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What are you saying?
My mother died ten years ago.

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- Mr. Marquis!
- Aw! You meant the other one's mother.

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- My mother the Marquise.
- Don't have her wait.

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- She's already in a bad mood.
- Ready! I'm coming!

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- Don't push me. Where's my mother?
- She is there. - Is that her? - Yes.

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Wow!
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Here I am, mother!
Who could recognize you?

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You're so slim,
and as dark as a piece of coal!

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Why are you taking these liberties?
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I was greeting you,
not kicking your butt.

1:42:58
- Onofrio! - Sit down.
- Yes.

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- I was told... - Hey, you wanna pull
the chair? You wanna play me a trick?

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...but you better stop with
this joke of the coalman with me.

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Yes, I thought I was
a coalman instead of a Marquis.

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Maybe I was drunk.
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What's that? A sweet?
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(IN LATIN) In the name of the Father,
and the son and the Holy Spirit.

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That's good!
Give me some of it, I like it.

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Put it down!
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- Enough, take it back.
- These plebeian demonstrations

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are still a consequence
of the possession.

1:43:41
Blessed Quartina has already done
a lot, but it's still going to take some time.

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Good! Wait, what are you doing?
Are you going away?

1:43:51
Put it down!
Leave the pitcher!

1:43:58
- Jesus, what's that shit?
- Truffle Sauce. - Is it?


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