Anna Magnani: Rosa

The Secret of Santa Vittoria

Rosa

Italo Bombolini: It's nice to have a hot meal before you die.
Rosa Bombolini: You aren't going to die.
Italo Bombolini: I'm the mayor, no? The Germans come. I greet them. They threaten me! I spit in their face! They put a pistol to my head and blow out my brains!
Rosa Bombolini: Why would they put a pistol to your head? The whole world knows Bombolini's brains are in his ass.

Italo Bombolini: [after being told that his 16 year old daughter Angela was just caught in bed with Fabio] Rosa, maybe it's love?
Rosa Bombolini: She doesn't even know what love is - and she's making it right now!
Italo Bombolini: I brought her to you. You were supposed to teach her!
Babbaluche: [pointing to Rosa] It's the mother's fault!
Rosa Bombolini: I told you shut up! Listen, Mayor Bombolini, I demand that you put on your pants *immediately* and come down and kill him.

Rosa Bombolini: You drunken clown, go away from here and take these bums with you.
Italo Bombolini: Woman, I tell you to open the gates.
Rosa Bombolini: I open no gates to a mob of idiots.
Italo Bombolini: This is no mob! These are the citizens of Santa Vittoria. And I order you to open those gates?
Rosa Bombolini: Order? You order? You order me?

Rosa Bombolini: I fell in love with him, at once, without even thinking. Only because he was handsome, strong, happy, with his big, beautiful hands.

Angela: I love him so much. I can't help sweating.
Rosa Bombolini: Well, I understand. Believe me, my girl, I understand you. You see, Fabio even in your sleep.
Angela: Yes, Mama! Yes! And when I talk to him, I can't help it, the juices flow inside me.
Rosa Bombolini: What?
Angela: The juices, Mama!
[Rosa slaps Angela]
Angela: You can hit me all you like, but, that doesn't change anything. You are a woman, Mama. And so am I. It's time you taught me everything you know.
Rosa Bombolini: No! What do I know after a life with your father?

Rosa Bombolini: I told my parents I want that man in my bed. Only him! My father should have hit me over the head with the bottle.
Angela: But, I don't want to marry Papa. I want to marry Fabio.
Rosa Bombolini: I had him in bed. I had him! And that was all. Drunk! Drunk everyday from 12 noon to 4 in the morning. And the rest of the time snoring, like a jackass!

Rosa Bombolini: Bombolini, why do you always have to go all the way around the mountain when you want to take a leak next door?

Rosa Bombolini: You stand there fast asleep and a man is seducing a virgin.
Italo Bombolini: Where?
Rosa Bombolini: Right under your nose.
Italo Bombolini: At this time of night? Who is it?
Rosa Bombolini: It's your young friend Fabio.
Italo Bombolini: [laughs] That young goat!
Babbaluche: Good for him.
Italo Bombolini: Who? Who is the lucky girl?
Rosa Bombolini: The lucky girl, Mayor Stupid of the Stupid City of Saint Stupid is your daughter Angela.
Italo Bombolini: Angela? My baby Angela?

Rosa Bombolini: I have no more tears left for that man. I cried my *guts* out the day he supported Nazis. Up with Mussolini! Down with Mussolini! Yes! No! Yes! No! He's been doing it for 16 years!

Rosa Bombolini: Don't try to cheat him. You are not *smart* enough.
Italo Bombolini: I am not trying to cheat him. I am only trying to make him think I'm cheating him. If he doesn't think I'm cheating, he's gonna start wondering why I am not cheating or even trying to cheat.

Italo Bombolini: Look, you be reasonable and keep your fat mouth shut! Or, I'm gonna feed you my fist. I swear.
Rosa Bombolini: [sarcastically] I'm frightened to death - of you and the cat.