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Part Two (The factor Farm)
At this point the die is cast, and grandfather is petrified because she knows well that will have to await the end of the spot to say something else just as deep and above all they must do it with that of his nephew breaks chestnuts. Yes, it is unlikely to break free from the power of those little hands smeared boogers and nutella and just as unlikely to hope for an early death for investment. The road is not there in front of the A4 motorway, in fact it is not even on maps, is a simple furrow in time by divine studded tires of St. Crispin. Therefore futile to hope for the grandfather in some other transit van.
The line then goes to a kind of thin that Bud Spencer sitting on the hood of a tractor exclaims
"We are more than three thousand!"
Three thousand farmers all sitting on the hood of a tractor from morning to night, because it is obvious from the image next to work only three old men, who come back tired and sweaty from the fields to which they had left early to get dead tired at three in the afternoon . Fortunately, after a worker enters a real, and possible wife of Bud Spencer thin, sitting on a stool which bombards the hens with bread crumbs and saliva. Bread and saliva? Yes On the other hand, the woman says "cultivate the land" , not we feed the chickens. 
Hens that are the sole support of another old man who appears smiling soon after. Not so much for the hens in itself, but because to him the bread crumbs with saliva like crazy. In fact, outside shot makes hoarding hiding (the Chip & Dale) in the hollow of a tree trunk. (Continued) 
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