Marco: My daughter Stefania says you're a great teacher of piano. With respect, I ask you for favor. Could you teach me?
Frank: What, are you kidding?
Marco: My mother, all her life, she loves music. She always wants me to play. But then when she gets sick, I promise her to learn... then she die.
Frank: So you're off the hook.
Marie: Frank! That is the sweetest thing I have ever heard, Marco.
Marco: But it was a long time ago. I'm afraid now, maybe I'm too old.
Marie: Oh, no. You're never too old to do something for your mother. I'll teach you right now.