Io: "Thank you. Goodbye."
Cliente: "Oh, Christ. Why do they keep on giving me these in shops?" (re: lo scontrino.) "I don't need it!"
Io: "It's the receipt."
Cliente: "Ok, but... Damn, italians seem to be obsessed by this stuff."
Io: "I wish you were right."
Cliente: "Yeah, well, I don't care what you wish. I just don't want it." (Appallottola lo scontrino e lo lascia sul bancone.)