Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Giulio, we're sweeping the floor with our gowns here.
...you'd understand some things. - Yes.
What are you going to do with your life? Who could love you like I do?
I know it exactly. I like the three big escapes:
We can talk, we can...
No, no.
Don't take off the slip. Cover yourself with the stole and then pull it off.
- Where? - Next to the black man.
- Bye, hon! - Bye, Annamaria.
I don't know, but it was great. I'll find out.
You guys didn't want to wait.
She's well, but always worrying, you know. She's always been that way.
- Marcello, your father is sick! - What?
What neighborhood is this? Where are we?
Look, Emma, I'll...
Leave him alone.
Good evening, everyone.
Sure. I can make good coffee.
- Only love gives me strength. - Long live love, then!
That's what you are: The home!
Oh, yeah? Then let's dance!
I want to work in peace! I don't know!
Here they are! Go as high as you can.
It's flooded here too. Have a seat in the bedroom, I'll make you coffee.
Marcello, have you met my son?
- Miss Maddalena! - Please, leave me alone tonight.
But we have to drink another drop. Yes, we do.
That I don't want to be with you anymore?! I want to be alone!
No. Everything's going wrong tonight. I'm leaving.
Maddalena, enough playing. Come back. I want to talk to you more.
Your courage, your sincerity...
- Good morning. - Good morning.
This is a waltz.
- Is your aunt a medium? - Didn't you know?
I'd like everything. I'd like to be your wife and to have fun like a whore.
Imagine the satisfaction. Like a bouquet of country flowers.
- Thanks for coming. - Pardon me.
With great pleasure.
Get some good money. These guys are richer than Onassis.
...than an existence protected by an organized society...
The weather has improved after all the rain.
I know what I'm talking about. I am a connoisseur.
We must be of the same breed, then.
- Please come with me. - Yes.
Oh, yeah, your intellectual chest isn't sexy.
- I've been here for a couple of years. - Oh, good.
- Come on! - You think he's a man?
- Why is she doing that? - Easy, easy...
I'm still waiting for the picture in your paper. You jerk.
She only said that you're very decorative.
I think if one lives intensely...
I thought I saw you come in.
Sylvia...
Do you want to go into the children's room?
- Look, there's a light! - It's the reflection of the candles.
This girl is sick. Take her outside to get some air. Then, thank God I found...
Go in with the car. Break the gate open, come on!
I already know them, they're extremely stimulating.
Don't make fun of them, because one of them is the senator's lover.
- Give me the film! - Oh, come on. The camera is empty.
You starting already? I'm entertaining myself.
Is that crazy Francesca there too? Tell her to come to mass.
Mysterious, motherly, both lover and daughter.
- It's not here. - So?
The children are getting up again.
Were you a friend of the Steiner family?
Let's be quiet. Everyone's sleeping here. Turn off that radio.
First to St. Peter's, then to the Quirinale.
Nadia, you shouldn't have taken off your bra yet.
- Yes. - What's the matter?
Put on Jingle Bells!
He's dead.
If you put some Middle Eastern music on, I can do a great striptease.
Go to hell! Wretched madwoman.
I woke up and my bed started to shake,
The parties at our house are famous for being first-class funerals.
Emma.
Do we give her the flowers first or the pizza?
What's wrong? I can manage. I can manage.
Do you... Do you want to ruin me, huh?
- In Cesena. - By the sea?
That's a great line! New, especially.
Marcello, it's true, he's at that table over there.
Lucy, what is it?
But I'm not asking you that.
Nothing. I'll call you soon. I apologize. Good night.
Yes, Sylvia, I'm coming too.
And yet I've met you someplace before. You don't forget a face like yours.
Why? What are you, busy?
Steiner.
He's dancing with the lady!
...that makes them almost tangible. You can say that it's an art...
Me, I'm wasting time. I won't manage anything anymore.
They'll catch pneumonia!
- Lilly, look who's here. - He's something!
Here it is!
The food is good, you know.
We must all think about tomorrow, but without forgetting to live today.
In the meantime, see the brigadier for the report. It's mandatory.
I'll take this one from the mirror.
- You're a pretty girl, you know? - Pretty, you're exaggerating!
You're dying to make love with me...
The Cha Cha! That's an old club.
Why are you crying?
I'll skip work tomorrow and we can be together all day.
Miracles are born out of silence, not in this confusion!
...that it's only an outer shell and that hell is hiding behind it.
Why? Who did you want to thank?
- What town are we going to? - Maybe I was just being nervous,
No, not even in Neapolitan dramas! No!