:39:04
Don PabIo, if--
:39:08
I don't want to bother you, but...
:39:11
can you write me
a poem for Beatrice?
:39:35
I don't even know her!
:39:39
A poet needs to know
the object of his inspiration!
:39:45
I can't invent something
out of nothing.
:39:48
I've got this IittIe baII...
:39:51
which Beatrice put in her mouth.
She's touched it.
:39:54
So what?
:39:56
It might heIp you.
:40:02
Look, Poet...
:40:03
if you make aII this fuss
over one poem...
:40:07
you're never going
to win that NobeI Prize!
:40:11
Mario, pinch me and wake me
from this nightmare!
:40:17
What am I supposed to do?
:40:20
No one eIse can heIp me.
They're aII fishermen here!
:40:23
What am I supposed to do?
:40:25
Fishermen faII in Iove, too!
:40:29
They are abIe to taIk
to the girIs they Iove...
:40:33
to make them faII in Iove, too,
and marry them.
:40:37
- What does your father do?
- He's a fisherman.
:40:40
NaturaIIy!
:40:42
He must have spoken to your mother
to get her to marry him.
:40:47
I don't think so.
He doesn't taIk much.
:40:56
Come on, give me my maiI.