The Secret of Santa Vittoria (1969)
Anthony Quinn: Bombolini
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Quotes
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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.
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[Young Fabio has been caught making love to Bombolini's daughter, Angela]
Italo Bombolini : I'm going to punish that boy so that he remembers it for the rest of his life.
[In the next scene, Fabio and Angela leave the church, having just been married]
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Italo Bombolini : [the town council wants to resist German occupation] Every Santa Vittorian has known for the last thousand years: brave men and good wine - they don't last long.
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Italo Bombolini : "Mathematically"! If I only had a mind like his. *Math-ay-mat-tee-cally*!
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Italo Bombolini : [yelling to the crowd below while drunk and sitting on top of the water tower] What do you want? Go on home. Go on home. Your lunch is ready.
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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.
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Italo Bombolini : You know what Rosa said? She said that tomorrow, when the town is sobered up, they will want me to resign. That's what she said.
Babbaluche : Rosa's a loud-mouthed bitch, no offense.
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[repeated line]
Italo Bombolini : There is no wine.
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[last lines]
Italo Bombolini : [yelling to the crowd in mimicking a just departed Captain Von Prum] What kind of people are you?
[the crowd erupts in cheers, laughter and merriment]
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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?
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Italo Bombolini : Angela, I want your mother to teach you two things: the beauty of women and the danger of men!
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Angela : I always cry when Fabio goes.
Italo Bombolini : Of course, he's like a brother to you.
Angela : I don't love him like a brother. I love him like a woman.
Italo Bombolini : Angela... you're too young to think such things.
Angela : That's what Fabio thinks. That I am a child.
Italo Bombolini : He's right!
Angela : But, I am 16 years old!
Italo Bombolini : You're only 16.
Angela : And I have the breasts of a woman.
[cups her breasts]
Italo Bombolini : Angela, please.
Angela : And at night, when I'm in my bed, my breasts *ache* for Fabio.
Italo Bombolini : Don't do that.
[slaps Angela's hands cupping her breasts]
Angela : And I only want to be with him.
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Italo Bombolini : Shut up! We've had enough democracy for awhile. I am the mayor here. I am the voice of the people!
Benedetti : What the hell do you know about the people?
Italo Bombolini : I smell the people! And the people smell me.
Babbaluche : At least, no one can argue about that.
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Babbaluche : If there are two people in the world you should never meet, its the German and your wife Rosa.
Italo Bombolini : Babbaluche, do you think she'll make trouble?
Babbaluche : With Rosa, that's trouble.
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Italo Bombolini : I couldn't ask my people to rape themselves for 25%!
Captain Von Prum : For what figure then would you be prepared to ask your poeple to rape themselves?
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Italo Bombolini : Hey, how do I look?
Babbaluche : Like always. Like a clown.
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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?
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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.
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Italo Bombolini : He was so beautiful at first. His promises for us. He was gonna help us build a school. Build roads. We were gonna plant the hillside with grass and trees. This tower to give us free water. Oh, the miracles of Benito Mussolini.
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Italo Bombolini : Without our wine, we are nothing!
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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.
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Italo Bombolini : I want to apologize. I'm not responsible now for what my wife says.
Captain Von Prum : That's all right, Bombolini. I decided to forget it. But, she certainly is a bitch.
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Captain Von Prum : We are simply trying to defray the cost of our occupying and, if necessary, protecting this community.
Italo Bombolini : But, it's like paying a stranger to sleep in your bed with your wife!
Captain Von Prum : I suppose it is.
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Italo Bombolini : Oh, you all shout like heroes. You are a bunch of *grape* growers!
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Italo Bombolini : The trouble is, to all the important men in Santa Vittoria, I'm just a clown. A big, stupid clown. Don't deny it.
Babbaluche : Who could deny it?
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Italo Bombolini : I will issue an official statement. Something simple and dignified: You can take this job and shove it up your ass.
Babbaluche : That will be the finest moment in Italian history.