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CONTROL
Ok, when the going gets tough, the tough get going.
Sara, you get the box seats. And you, my friend, this time you're staying on the bench.
What do you mean?
Shall I tell her or not?
I'll tell her.
Ok, it's a bit complicated but should work.
Dr. Rob gets out of control sometimes, doesn't it?
I already know that.
We can't switch it off. Patients would see us.
Yeah, and Dr. Prego would send us to Siberia.
But what we could do is use hibernation.
Ha, ha! Hibernation, Siberia...no, uh?
It's not funny.
Listen up, paracetamol!
Hibernation is the temporary interruption of all features.
When we're in a tight spot, we make use of hibernation.
When it's fine we switch it on.
Yeah, but you're forgetting that Dr. Prego has designed it.
He surely knows about the hibernation button.
There's no button.
A lever?
You're basic, my 'let's help depressed marmots on Facebook' group member friend.
Last night I installed a plug-in.
A plug-in is an update, not a yogurt.
Anyway, we are gonna use an hibernation vocal control..
When we pronounce the word 'control' it'll go to sleep.
Same thing to activate it. Understood?
No, no good can come from this.
May I?
Come inside, please.
I'm Professor Please for you. I've already told you, haven't I?
Yeah...
Good morning, I am Dr. Rob.
I'm so stressed today. You can't even imagine what happened to me this morning.
What happened?
Have this in the meantime.
You've always got something to complain about.
Well, you know for sure that I get here at 6 o'clock.
So, if I get here at 6 o'clock...
You have a quick sandwich at noon. Yeah, I know that.
No, it's not that. While I come here in the morning I love to be left alone.
I was on a train and at a certain point a lady began:
her phone was ringing at 5.30 a.m.!!
Who would call you at 5.30?
I have no idea.
Come in.
Good morning.
Good morning, I am Dr. Rob. What is your problem?
Good morning, I'm Paolo Mole. I had nasal septum surgery six months ago
and they told me I should be back for a control.
Yeah, I meant a check-up. Actually I'm fine.
But, you know, you can't play with nose...and I do need nose in my line of work.
What job do you do, Mr. Mole?
Well, I'm not sure I can tell you...let's say I deal with control.
Good morning, I am Dr. Rob.
We were talking about nose. Are you a truffle dog?
Ha, ha! No, you know... nose...truffle...
It has developed some kind of irony, but it's all written in our report. Don't worry!
Whatever. Let's keep calm. This gentleman has told us he's dealing with control...
Actually I'm doing something similar.
What kind of control are you dealing with?
I'm a tax officer.
and I smell tax evaders.
I... how was that?
I control these guys for a scientific research project istead.
and I smell problems...
Whatever. Doctor, what do I need to do?
Oh, no. Wait up! Shhh...
The doctor is seeing you...
He's checking your nostrils exhalation ability.
All right then. I thought he fell silent because of my job.
Are you afraid of a tax control, doctor?
Good morning, I am Dr. Rob.
Let's proceed with a phonatory system check.
Oh, yeah. It' all connected, you know... nose, mouth, ears... phalanxes, middle finger...
It' all connected... you Keep talking.
Whatever...I just think this control is quite unusual.
I've already told you I'm a tax officer.
I deal with handicraft stuff in particular. You know, ceramic shops, furniture...
Oh. Just like your wife, professor!
Let's keep this professional, doctor.
What's your name, please?
Please.
"Prego" what?
Maybe you don't listen to me. I've just told you my name.
Please is my surname.
I guess you're Mrs. Zanini's husband!
She's got a shop on Appia Antica, hasn't she?
What about that watch?
Shall I control?
Good morning. I am Dr. Rob.
Everything is fine.
You may get back to your mole, Mr. Job.
You may get back to your job, Mr. Mole.
Don't doubt, doctor.
I'll see you soon, professor.
Tell your wife we'll meet tomorrow.
Con calma però eh...
Look, I don't know...
She began to talk loudly...and she was not alone.
There was her husband in front of her...or what I thought it was her husband.
Well, they were acting like a duet.
He began to talk on the phone too.
And he was talking about relatives...
then, he arranged a dinner...
Can you believe it? Come on!
Yeah, you know...you gotta show some respect.
Sure!
Give me a sec!
It's mum!
Hi mum! How are you? (shouting)
Say hello!! Put her on, come on! (shouting)
Put her on, put her on! (shouting)
Mum, I'll put Stefano through! (shouting)
Mum, how are you? (shouting)
Yeah, tell me. Tell me! (shouting)
Tell her we'd like a carbonara pasta! (shouting)
Are you coming over for lunch? (shouting)
Nooo. Come on! (shouting)
Come on, let's have lunch! Yippee! (shouting)
Put my brother on! (shouting)
Yeah, bye bye! (shouting)
All right! (shouting)
Hey, mum! (shouting)
What do you think? Did we make it through?
I think so.
Thank to your big gossip, above all.
My God! I knew it!
Well, every cloud has a silver lining.
At least professor Please won't be here tomorrow.
Why??
I think he'll be delighted to stay home with his wife. Yeah!