Pee-Wee's bike is stolen and he goes on a quest to find it. It seems like everyone has a bike now that his is gone. He follows clues and even consults a psychic looking for answers. He hurls accusations at a young man without evidence. Ultimately he's forced to become a bicycle thief himself.
That's pretty much it, except his name's not really Pee-Wee. He doesn't look for his bike in the basement of the Alamo (since they're in Rome), and it doesn't end with an exciting chase through Universal Studios. Had it had those things, maybe Vittorio De Sica's film would be thought of as a masterpiece. We'll never know.
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