There’s an older gentleman character dressed in orange, with a kind of derby-like hat, with a mustache that is mostly shaved off except for the extremities, who is going around collecting garbage from housewives while doing a silly dance, and flirting with them at each stop.
I think they’re calling him Napo or Nappo, (can you do double p’s in Spanish?), but I’m not sure.
It’s not the movie, but this is oddly similar to an early Gene Wilder film, Quackser Fortune Has a Cousin in the Bronx. Wilder is the title character, who makes a living (in Dublin, I think) going around scooping up horse poop from the streets, then selling it to people with small gardens and window boxes. He seems to be servicing about half the housewives he sells to. A regular line, whether he’s sprinkling manure into a window box or… off camera with a woman, is “Ah, Quackser, what lovely hands you have.”
Odd little trope. I wonder if they’re connected in any way.