When will this rotten summer end? In a film, it'd already be over. Fade-out, cut to a storm. Wouldn't that be great?
Salvatore: They tell me you never go out and you never talk to anybody. Why?Alfredo: You know how it is. Sooner or later a time comes when it's all the same whether you talk or not. So you might as well shut up.
Any room for me in this new paradise?
Well, what do you say? Shall we let the poor devils see their film?
