I'm a very unhappy woman. You are? Oh! You... you and Eddie seem so happy together....

Lira: [on the couch, she wears angelic white lingerie and silk stockings] I'm a very unhappy woman.
Bobby Fine: You are?
Lira: [gets amorous] Oh!
[crawls towards him]
Bobby Fine: You... you and Eddie seem so happy together.
Lira: Oh... is a masquerade. I wanted... But, one day, my father he come to me with a long face. And he say that I have to marry a tall American.
Bobby Fine: You mean it was an arranged marriage?
Lira: Yes. And so I got off the plane from Rome... and there he was... like the King Kong, huh?
[the large painting of gigantic Eddie grins down at them]
Bobby Fine: He's a very large man.
Lira: Very large... yes.
[takes off Bobby's glasses]
Lira: But not a man.
Bobby Fine: Not a man? Eddy?
Lira: [shakes her head] No.
Bobby Fine: You... you mean that he's... he's homosexual?
Lira: No. Not. He's not homosexual. He's... he's not... attente, do you understand?
Bobby Fine: [shakes his head] No.
Lira: He's, ah, overcooked. Soft.
[finds the Italian word]
Bobby Fine: [rears away with disgust] I don't think I understand.
Lira: Oh, caro, the linguini just hangs there, eh?
Bobby Fine: You mean, he has a problem with impotency?
Lira: No! He doesn't have a problem, he doesn't care! I've got the problem, caro.
Bobby Fine: Well, you shouldn't... have such problems.
Lira: So help me, professore.
[softly:]
Lira: Help me.
[kisses him]