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"
You
can
make
fun
of
the
priest
.
"
"
That
priest
.
It
isn
’
t
me
that
makes
fun
of
him
.
It
is
the
captain
.
I
like
him
.
If
you
must
have
a
priest
have
that
priest
.
He
’
s
coming
to
see
you
.
He
makes
big
preparations
.
"
"
I
like
him
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
knew
it
.
Sometimes
I
think
you
and
he
are
a
little
that
way
.
You
know
.
"
"
No
,
you
don
’
t
.
"
"
Yes
,
I
do
sometimes
.
A
little
that
way
like
the
number
of
the
first
regiment
of
the
Brigata
Ancona
.
"
"
Oh
,
go
to
hell
.
"
He
stood
up
and
put
on
his
gloves
.
"
Oh
I
love
to
tease
you
,
baby
.
With
your
priest
and
your
English
girl
,
and
really
you
are
just
like
me
underneath
.
"
"
No
,
I
’
m
not
.
"
