Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The world will be wonderful, they say.
Bertone Mario, Bertone Letizia,,,,
Cheers to you.
I can't spend my life loving you.
You call that publicity? You got her in trouble with her husband.
- What floor? - Third.
I mean, just to take a look. Since I'm not here that often.
What about the 500 lira that that journalist gave you?
Rome is full of cats, if we start...
- Hey, sons of bitches! - Hi, Riccardo!
- Really? - Yes.
It's nothing. Maybe I drank a little too much.
No! Go! Go back.
At least, I don't remember.
...but they are very rare events. - Couldn't this be one?
I'm not finished with you. Come here. Raise your head.
Get your hands off me!
What? Did you mistake me for an actress?
I want love. I want life. I want to...
Here they are. Here's Marcello.
Not a bad idea.
Hey, are you two done confessing?
Hold on, I'll have you go in the bedroom. Good God.
Don't lose hold of this man.
Emma, what's wrong? Answer me, what happened?
- Offered to the gorgeous Swedish actress.
- You come here. Come down! - I just want to take one picture!
- Happy about your exploit? - What time is it?
- Is this table okay, gentlemen? - Nothing has changed.
As you see, these priests don't fear the devil.
I don't understand,
And now it's the lawyer's turn!
- I'm the youngest son. - Rubini, my pleasure.
...but marriage is something serious. When someone lives with you...
It was a nice party, but that's enough.
Is your brother hunting?
- That's enough, now. Turn on the lights! - Irene, don't be stupid. We're joking.
To solicit that damn case at the Ministry.
A more miserable life is better, believe me...
But who cares anymore? It's time for me to retire anyway. I feel that...
How's work going? Is it fruitful?
Wait, I'll make some light.
Darling, don't worry. This will help you.
Nadia was a good sport, but her striptease didn't warm up the room.
- The usual pimps you fall in love with. - Come, come.
...I could give you some news that isn't so exaggerated.
- Let's go! - Hey, what about the prince?
Distance between the floor and the bullet hole: 1.5 meters.
Hello, Mom.
Manager! Manager, stop that photographer!
...can announce the end of the world.
- Bad boy Marcellino! - How are you?
Come on.
So I propose that our American dancer makes love with someone.
You can take her home in a couple of hours.
You'll end up alone like a dog!
You can only talk of cooking and bed.
Can you give me a light?
- I'll come. - Thank you.
...from the paintings of an Umbrian church.
You're a slime. You're pitiful.
Neither do I.
If two retire, 10 more appear.
I thought I'd let you read it. And you?
Miss, could you please shut off that music?
- Damn you! - I never want to see you again.
Father, meet Mr. Rubini, someone who looks like he has a real job.
- Good evening. - Who are you talking to?
Of course it doesn't matter.
Hey, Paparazzo. Isn't that Fanny?
...every time I called, some woman answered the phone.
I read your poetry a few years ago, when I thought about writing poetry.
You got me! Now I tell you a joke...
Caterina!
Beautiful women. They all have the same eyes, did you notice?
What an extraordinary guy.
Marcello, I'll come over there and rip your eyes out!
How is your friend?
The producer Toto Scalise has just arrived.
- There's work here too. - Really?
For once, you're right. Why don't you strip.
Sylvia! Where are you going with that cat?
- Grand finale with the lawyer! - Why don't you do a striptease?
What are you doing? You can use your abilities to open a bottle of Coke.
Give me a hand.
No, too much technique. She's a professional.
- I'm from Umbria, near Perugia. - Why did you come here?
- Is it difficult to type? - Do you want to be a typist?
- Come on, put on Patricia. - Great, Patricia it is.
- I won't give you any. Look over there. - Where? That way?
- Why did you get out of bed? - Excuse me a moment.
We could send the taxi away. Please, go downstairs one moment.
One, two, three, four, five, six.
I'll leave you the car. Take my father home.
There's a young man who says he's Mr. Steiner's friend.
No, no. I'll wait for you here. I'll stay home all day long.
- Giulio, when was this house built? - Five centuries ago. In 1500.
Apparently, before the killings...
He who looks for God finds him where he wants.
But I'll take care of the champagne.
When I was on the road, I felt like a lion.
Hi, beautiful, how are you?
They're nature sounds he's recorded.
As you wish.
It's you. You're the only one like this. It's a disgrace. A disgrace.
You can come in.
Emma!
Because I could tell you everything. You know everything.
I think of what my children will see tomorrow.
Hyenas! You're worse than hyenas! You don't respect anyone!