- Rocco: Bartolomeo, why is it after all these years you now come home? Not because you lonesome for your Uncle Rocco? You musta have a speciala reason, eh?
- Bart: Yes.
- Rocco: You gonna tell your Uncle Rocco, hanh?
- Bart: I don't know if I can put it in so many words. I don't know if you'd understand.
- Rocco: Hmmm. You try me.
- Bart: All right, I've come to try to find something... to find myself... to find me, Bartolomeo Tomaselli.
- Rocco: [perplexed] You was right - I no understand!
- Bart: You ever see any of my pictures?
- Rocco: Ma, sure, I see all your picts.
- Bart: Do you like the pictures I write?
- Rocco: Ma, sure, they wonderful picts.
- Bart: Why, Rocco? Why do you like them?
- Rocco: Well, alla the time in your picts I never have to worry because alla da time your picts end up so nice!
- Bart: Thanks, Roc, you're very kind. I'm glad I came home.