Spying on me? Now you will do as I tell you, little fucker!

"What do you think you are doing in my wardrobe?" Mrs Carnevali exclaims when she discovers her nephew hiding there. "Nothing," says the nephew in a small voice. "Oh really?" Mrs Carnevali looks at him sternly. "I think you came here to spy on me, you little pervert!" She slaps him hard across the face, and when the boy starts to cry, she tells him to stop snivelling. "You will do as I tell you!" she demands of him. "Do you understand me?" The boy looks up at her and nods. "Yes, Aunt Dana." The woman smiles, she has got him where she wants him. "That's my boy."