Cronaca di un amore
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:04:02
Why not Monday? Milan's playing on Sunday...
:04:04
That reminds me, the football pools!
:04:07
See this? And you'd keep him waiting?
:04:11
Okay.
:04:12
You say start from the school?
:04:14
That's where girls start growing up
:04:34
Mr. Molon's daughter, a young blonde
:04:37
Brunette
:04:38
We get so many girls...
:04:41
What about the registers?
:04:42
The bombings destroyed everything
:04:46
- See that tip?
- Nice

:04:47
Been doing tips like that for twenty years
:04:49
A speciality of this high school
:04:51
Ah, our schools...
:04:54
Oh Sir, we need your cast-iron memory
:04:58
I'm sure you remember a student we had
:05:00
- Thanks
- My pleasure

:05:02
- Remember Molon?
- Paola Molon

:05:04
Right
:05:05
Eight to ten years ago...
:05:08
Pretty girl!
:05:09
Mind what you say, this is her uncle
:05:12
- Nice to meet you
- Nice to meet you too

:05:15
I was only going to say she was a lively girl
:05:19
Bright... a bit restive
:05:23
Played light as a feather, never marked the pitch
:05:27
A feather!
:05:28
A real feather!
:05:30
A new boyfriend every month and always the best
:05:33
Ah, a boyfriend a month...
:05:35
Well, at that age...
:05:37
She'd come here with two girlfriends
:05:40
They were inseparable...
:05:43
it was all boys and parties
:05:45
See that portico?
:05:47
The band played there
:05:49
They'd dance, hold treasure hunts...
:05:52
- Well-to-do girls, eh?
- Of course

:05:54
Well, sometimes down there on summer nights...
:05:59
What were her friends' names?

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