– Nothing’s too good for
a man if the man is good. – The grandson of a village
idiot is not that good. (audience laughs) – I don’t care whose grandson you are, put it on. You’re welcome to wear it. (sighs) – Mmm. (exclaims) – Oh. (audience laughs) (laughs) – How does it feel, the silk on you? – Oh! It feel like, uh, like
a girl’s hands on me, eh? (laughs) – It make you less trouble. – There is nothing more beautiful than a gift between people. Hey. And now you’re smiling. You, uh… You like me a little bit better? (chuckles) – You know what they should’ve done, when you was a baby? Taped your ears back. (audience laughs) So, when you grow up, they don’t stick out like the wings of a little kewpie. You don’t understand how I feel. – You don’t understand how I feel. – How do you feel? (grunting) (grunting) (audience laughing) – What does it mean? – Uh… The night is warm, but I feel like my hands are freezing. – Uh, bad circulation? – No, no, too much circulation. – Mr. Mangiacavallo, tell me
the truth about something. When did you get that
tattoo put on your chest? – I got it tonight. After supper. – That’s what I thought. You had it put on because I told you about my husband’s tattoo. – I wanted to be close to you. To make you happy. – You got the tattoo and the chocolate box after supper. You come here to fool me. – No, I got the chocolate
box a long time ago. (audience laughing) – How long ago, if that’s
not too personal a question. – I got it the night the
door was slammed in my face by the girl I give the zircon. – Don’t try to fool women.
You’re not smart enough. (audience chuckling) Now take this shirt back. You can keep it. – Huh? – Keep it. I don’t want it back. – You just now said that you did. – Well, it’s a man’s shirt, isn’t it? – You just now accused me of
trying to steal it off you. – Well, you’ve been making me nervous. – Is it my fault you’ve
been widow too long? – You make a mistake. – You make a mistake. – Both of us make a mistake, huh?