robert weede & keith kaldenberg - dialogue: ma che specie di medico è? كلمات أغنية
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[tony, spoken]
ma che brutta sorte! ma che specie di medico è? sono incarcerato! maledetto dottore! hey! dottore! what the h_ll you say? twelve weeks?
[doc, spoken]
twelve weeks.
[tony, spoken]
twelve weeks. ma che brutta sorte! ma che—
[three biddies, spoken]
good morning, tony.
[tony, spoken]
good mornin’? it’s a son_of_a_bi— mornin’! he says i’m_a gotta sit in this wheelchair for twelve weeks. twelve d_mn long weeks! a ci picchia! caspita! orrore! maledetto dottore! hey, dottore! i’m_a don’t care. twelve weeks in the chair. come on, hurry up. gimme the medicine, gimme the pills! hurry up, hurry up, quick!
[doc, spoken]
easy, now. easy, tony! easy.
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