Uncle Umberto Primo:
[crying, after Catita burned down the family house by throwing gasoline to a small fire]
There's what you've done... 30 years working as a waiter, earning peso after peso to give my family a roof to live, and here it comes this 'disgraziatta' and burns my house down!!
Catita:
What??!! 'Disgraziatta'?? Me?? Why nobody warned me there was gasoline in the bucket??
Uncle Umberto Primo:
Couldn't you just have smelled at it???
Catita:
You smell flowers, not buckets!!
Aunt Anunziatta:
[crying]
...what are we going to do now?? Where are we going to live?? And all because of you!!
Catita:
Now I am the one to blame??!! Blame it on that criminal man who handed me the bucket!!
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