house. I take off my coat.
- Did Thomas give you a ride?
- Sure. Is a sad business.
My sister Caterina,
she no get along with her daughter-in-law,
so she gonna come live with us.
- Oh, she's comin', huh, Ma?
- Sure. Sit down. Sit down.
- Marty, tell her sit down.
- Might as well sit down a minute, Clara.
- You offer young lady some fruit?
- I offered her, but she don't want nothin'.
No, thank you, really, Mrs Piletti.
Is a very sad business, I tell you.
A woman, 56 years old,
all her life she had her own house.
Now she's just an old woman
sleeping on her daughter-in-law couch.
It's a curse to be a mother, I tell you.
Your children grow up
and then what is left for you to do?
What is a mother's life but her children?
Is a very sad thing when your son
has no place for you in his house.
Well, couldn't she find
some kind of hobby to fill out her time?
Hobby. Hobby. What can she do?
She cook and she clean.
But you gotta have a house to clean
and you gotta have children to cook for.
These are the terrible years for a mother.
The terrible years.
You mustn't feel too harshly
against her daughter-in-law.
She probably also wants to have a house
to clean and children to cook for.
You don't think my sister Caterina
should live in her daughter-in-law house?
Well, I don't know them, but, as a rule, a
mother-in-law shouldn't live with a couple.
Where you think
a mother-in-law should go?
I don't think a mother should depend so
much upon her children for her rewards.
Well, that's what they teach you
in... New York University.
In real life it no work out like this.
You wait till you are a mother.
It's silly of me to argue about it.
I... I don't know the people involved.
Ma, I better take her home because
the buses only run about one an hour.
Sure.
Good night. I'm glad to have met you.
I hope I see you again.
OK, Ma. I'll be back
in about an hour, an hour and a half.
- Sure.
- Good night, Mrs Piletti.
Good night.
Hey!
Hey!
Hey, Marty! Hey!
Hey, Ange!
Marty, where you been?
I been lookin' all over for ya.
I looked all over for you,
but I couldn't find you.
Well, I was lookin' all over for you.
We thought we were gonna go for a walk
and then we thought we were gonna
come back, but we got to talkin'.
I want you to meet Clara.
Clara, my best friend Angie.
- I told you about him.
- Yes. How do you do?
Hello.
- What we gonna do now?
- I'm taking Clara home. It's close to one.
- You want me to ride down with ya?
- What for?
- It's early.
- It must be one o'clock.
It's Saturday night!
There's still plenty of action around!
Listen, by the time I get Clara home
it's gonna be 1.30.
By the time I get home it'll be two. I gotta
get up for ten o'clock mass tomorrow.
- OK. I'll see ya.
- Hey, well, where you goin'? Hey, Ange.
Hey, I'll see ya tomorrow after mass, huh?
You got an elevator in this house?
We only live one flight up.
OK. So I'll see you tomorrow.
OK.
Uh, I'll give you a call about 11, 11.30,
as soon as I get out of mass.
Well, better make it around 2.30, because
I won't be home from my aunt's till then.
Oh, OK.
OK. So... I'll see you tomorrow night.
OK.
- Good night.
- Good night.
Taxi! Hey, taxi!
Taxi! Hey, taxi!
Hey!
Hey, Ma. You know what
I think I'm gonna do?
I think I'm gonna buy Patsy's shop.
You hear what I said, Ma?
This is how I figure. We got
33-odd hundred dollars in the bank,
so I'm gonna have to take it out
to buy the shop. So what do you think?
I don't know.
I'm a good butcher.
I think I'll make out pretty good.
I wanna ask Thomas about this,
but I got my own ideas.
Come on, Marty. It's nine o'clock.
Listen, Ma, you mind comin' home alone
from church because I wanna find Angie?
- I think he's sore at me for somethin'.
- OK.
Ma, what I wanna ask you is, is Thomas
bringing Aunt Catherine here or what,
because I wanna see him?
I think Thomas is gonna bring Aunt
Caterina over here, but I don't know.
Now,