All language subtitles for El placer.1985

The Pleasure

Oh Gerard, my darling,
only you can fuck me like that.

You alone make me
reach the highest pleasure, you alone!

You are the only one who
can give me such complete pleasure.

Take me from behind,
please, my darling!

I want it from behind!

I want to scream out the pain
and the pleasure!

Please, honey, let's do it!

It's so sweet, so gentle.

I love the feeling
when you do that.

I feel so vulnerable
when you're behind me.

When your weight presses me down.

I am all yours.

I met Leonora many years ago
in Venice during the Carnival.

That day was a
special one for me...

".. and I wanted to
allow myself an extraordinary adventure, ...

". different from all the others, ...

“.„. an intense experience.

Erotic, ...

... profound.

I felt like I was on a
journey back in time, ...

".. into the staggering, sinful
Venice of a fascinating era, ...

“.. as dreams and desires
mixed into the reality of everyday life.

You must come, G&rard.
You'll see, we'll have fun.

The most beautiful girls in Venice
will be there.

- You can't turn this down, really!
- Sorry.

Secure.

Excuse me, mademoiselle.

My name is Leonora.

- Just speak, sir.
- My name is Giacomo Casanova.

I would like to enjoy
your charms this night,

which promises to be cloudy and cold .

You allow yourself all sorts of things,
Mr. Casanova,

to make such an offensive suggestion to me in this way .

And love,
where do you put it?

Love may come
afterward, mademoiselle.

Agreed.

So if you really want me,
you have to conquer me.

Come on, come on!

Herr Casanova!

I was afraid
I would never find you again.

I haven't shaved,
I'm afraid.

There was too much to do,
I couldn't do it.

What adorable negligence!

Casanova? More like a rabbit!

Sorry.
Maybe it was the excitement.

You promised me
a night of love.

You would
n't want to break a promise.

Are you ready
to enter the realm of the gods?

Lust is a particle of the cosmos.

atom among atoms.

It is an element of the universe.

Like oxygen.

The secret is to grasp it,
to be able to breathe it in, ...

“..and
to burn them at the proper time.

You must not be greedy.
She is waiting for you.

You surrender to it without frenzy.

It gives more peace
than peace itself.

Heat is the root of sex.

And in the heat
lies the essence of pleasure.

Take it now!

And take me too.

Form one body
with me and her!

Oh I...

I like the way your lips
gently brush against me.

Yes, my darling.

I like
to feel your hot breath on my sex...

... and your hands that skillfully
reach for my breasts and caress them.

Come on, darling.
Come on, lie on me.

I beg you.

I want to fill my mouth with you,
with your heat.

Come on ...

Come... Come...

Yes, ... come here, my love.

Tell your master that I
cannot do without you.

You are beautiful.

You are beautiful.

Oh I...

And, Liebling, and, and, and, and!

I can't do this anymore!
I can't do this anymore, forgive me!

I can not anymore!

Come on, get up now,
don't make such a fuss.

She was so beautiful.

Don't worry, Fiorella.
Go, I'll dress her.

And.

Leonora!

Don't you recognize me,
Uncle Gerard? It's me, Ursula!

- Ursula! It's been a long time.
- Ten years.

I don't know if it was Mother
who didn't want your visit or you.

This is Edmund.

You too have become a man.

Boys are growing up too,
not just girls.

The funeral is at 10, right?

- Ursula!
- Hello, Fiorella!

My love.

- Do you remember Edmund?
- You were just a child.

Edmund, won't you hug me?

I don't like this sentimental behavior
that is typical of you country people.

Let's go inside.

Gerard?

We will miss Leonora very much.

It's beautiful here.

More authentic, cleaner than
the city, don't you think?

The country is the same everywhere: stinking
cow dung and farmers' wives with fat calves.

You didn't think that way before.

You loved running around the country
and playing with the animals.

Your memory is deceiving you, Mr. Gerard.
I never liked the country.

- You can also call me by my first name.
- Edmund doesn't call anyone by his first name.

At best, he could
address you as “you.”

Since we started using “Sie”, there has
at least been more respect for our profession.

- What was life like in high school?
- It was a pain.

- Ursula! What kind of expression is that?!
- Well, it was fantastic, Uncle Ge6rard.

A wonderful experience.

You do
n't have to worry anymore from now on.

Fiorella and I will
be your new family.

You are mistaken, Mr. Gerard,
we do not need a new family.

What is left of ours is enough for us.

We have agreed with the notary
to respect the clause,

according to which you would have been our guardian
until you came of age,

according to the testamentary will
of mother,

but we were never obliged
to consider you as our putative father!

- Edmund!
- He and mother were never married,

they were just lovers!

I don't allow you
to speak of mother like that!

Do you think I'm that naive?

Don't you want to know
what our mother was?!

She was just a whore,
a whore, whore, whore!

Edmund! What's wrong with him?

Edmund, don't act like that, please!

Stop it!

My darling, I'll take care
of you now, come. Come, here.

Come. Come, here!

Is it better now?

From time to time it comes back.
Mother comforted him so much.

Be good now.

Be good, my darling, be good.

Your skin is so beautiful and soft.

Fine, just like hers.

Did you like her very much?

I loved her.

You are here, excuse me.

I could also use a bath,
but water seems to be in short supply.

Come, Edmund, let us take
a bath together, like we used to.

Sure, Edmund,
don't you remember?

Well, since there is no other solution ...

Please turn around, Fiorella.

- Are you ashamed of me?
- Please turn around.

Agreed.

- Idiot!
- Ursula, please!

Shall I wash your back,
young man?

Yes, but with great sensitivity!

- You will be served.
- Well, I'm done.

- But Ursula, are you leaving me here alone?
- Exactly.

Edmund!
I won't eat you.

Yes, I know, it's just...

".. WELL, yes...

...you used to
always run the bath for me.

You closed your eyes
and let yourself be washed.

Yes, darling, penetrate me!

Into myself,
into the depths of my being!

I am yours,
yours forever!

Yes, my love,
all the way in, all the way in.

Really, really, I want it realy
! Yes, that's it!

He is wonderful!

Oh Gerard, my darling,
only you can fuck me like that.

You alone make me
reach the highest pleasure, you alone!

Take me from behind, love.
I want to be taken from behind!

I want to scream from pain,
from pleasure!

And!

Yes, my love, just like that...

Gently, gently...

How much you must have suffered,
my poor boy!

Come to your mommy, honey.

Don't stop, I beg you,
don't stop!

Don't stop!

What is Ursula doing up there for so long?

She wanted to surprise you with something.

But I think the time has come now.

You can come, Ursula,
we are ready!

My God! She really looks
exactly like Leonora!

Will you grant me the honor of this dance,
my wonderful, mysterious lady?

Aren't you asking me
to dance, sir?

Oh Gerard, my darling,
only you can fuck me like that.

You alone make me reach the highest pleasure
, you alone!

That's enough!

Go and take off this dress,
you are not worthy to wear it!

What do you allow yourself to do?

Oh, get lost, you idiot!

Gerard!

Sorry, Ursula.
Sorry, Edmund.

Excuse me everyone.

Edmund!

I beg you, Fiorella, help me!

This is my
first time. Help me.

Yes, my dear, yes!

I will help you!

There is enough for the whole body.

And...

Yes, so ...

Get down!

Deeper!

Kiss me below!

Deeper, ...

"„. Between the legs!

By now Leonora and I were one.

She became more and more
an accomplice to my demands,

more and more willing to do anything
to satisfy me and himself.

Without shame, without disgrace, ...

“.. without hesitation.

I have here, like in a
secret, intimate diary...

... all derailments recorded,
all unnatural acts, ...

“...from which we fed, which
gave us energy and zest for life.

Say, Uncle Gerard,

Why did n't you and your mother get married after your father died ?

Maybe because we
didn't think it was necessary.

Living together without being married
is a subversive decision.

In my opinion, one can
only speak of a relationship,

if it is regulated.

But that is exactly what
Leonora and I did not want:

a normal relationship.

Unusual.

Our father was a strict,
authoritarian personality

and he always urged us
to obey him.

"Father remains father, and you
owe him your respect, always!"

That was his theory.
As you can see, dear Mr. Gerard,

our mother was
not quite so libertine.

Maybe their
two souls could live better this way,

on the one hand family
and on the other hand love,

without shame or embarrassment.

True love.

Shall we go to the movies today, Uncle Gerard?

I read in the newspaper
that there is a good film playing in town

and I would really like to see him.

Ursula! We
buried mother just yesterday,

and you already want to disperse!

Life goes on, little brother.

Mother is dead and there is
nothing we can do about it.

Okay, let's go to the movies.
Get ready, Ursula.

- We'll have lunch in town.
- Thanks, Uncle Gerard!

In a normal family there would have
been at least a short period of mourning!

- Miss, will you play a game with me?
- No, sorry, I'm going to bed.

- Really? What do we do now?
- What do we do?

- We're going to bed.
- No, not to bed!

HI!

That day we were at the cinema,
Leonora and I.

She knew well how to
unleash the most secret sides of my lust.

The idea that she
gave herself to another, to a stranger,

in the promiscuous darkness
of a cinema,

while I
could do nothing about it,

On the one hand, it drove me
mad with jealousy,

but on the other hand, it excited me.

She excited me endlessly.

Please.

Oh, Karina!

Karina, since you
renovated the entire hotel,

All rooms are
decorated in a modern style.

I don't particularly like it.

Well, you've
remained old-fashioned.

No no no,
I just like comfort!

- And the bag?
- Oh, over there!

Do you see?

Your flowers!

Thanks.

John!

John!

Hello?

Giovanni? Oh, are you sleeping?

Bring us two glasses of Chartreuse.

But no, to me, to number 28!

Your flowers woke me up. Thank you!

Did you sleep well?

- Have the tears already flowed?
- Yes, yes.

So, Lili... in an hour.
Get dressed!

-Are you interested?
- Yes.

This... Giovanni?

And.

Herein!

- Ursula! What are you doing here?
- I got my hand dirty.

No idea how.

And that's why you're
in the men's room?

But this is the ladies' room,
Uncle Gerard.

Are you not feeling well?
Do you want to go back home?

Yes, maybe it's better
if we go.

- What's wrong, Ursula? Are you not well?
- I don't know. I can hardly breathe.

- I need some fresh air.
- I'll stop.

- How are you feeling, Ursula?
- I can hardly breathe.

Nothing serious, I hope?

- No, thank you.
- Is there anything I can do?

No, this will pass.

But what do you do?

It's the heat.

Take me, Ge6rard,
I want to be yours.

Take everything from me.

Take my virginity, Gerard.
I want you.

I want to feel you inside me.

Cover yourself!

Try to relax, Fiorella.
Exactly.

-Keep your legs spread.
-Really?

Very good!

- I feel a bit ridiculous.
- You are beautiful, you will see.

These will be fantastic photos.

Now let's take a few
with the self-timer.

Let's make a few like this.
Here, just like this.

Also the mouth.

- Come on, Edmund, don't overdo it.
- Don't be so pretentious, Fiorella.

These are artistic photos.
Exactly, very good.

They're going to be amazing.
Wait, I'll change the lamp.

- Done. Ready?
- Yes.

Wait, I'm coming.

Now let's try other poses.

Try to be pining, okay?

So.

Exactly, very good!

That day Leonora
and I decided to go horseback riding.

I had noticed for some time that she
exchanged glances with the stable boy Boris,

and I already suspected
what she was planning.

The images that
took shape in my mind

disturbed and excited me at the same time.

It was as if the desire for her,
for her body,

burst out of me even more violently
because she was willing to prostitute herself.

I want to ride at a gallop.

This is dangerous, be careful.

Wait for me, Ursula!

Foolish thing!

Good day.

Good day.

Who knows if
what people say about you is true, Boris?

And what do people say about me?

That Boris
is equipped like a stallion.

That could be true.

I don't think so.

You have to try it out.

Then take off your clothes.
Go on, do it!

Yes sir, signorina.

Whore!

- No! Let me go!
- Hold still!

- Hold still, you little whore!
- Let me go!

First you provoke me
and then you make up stories!

Didn't your sow of a mother
teach you anything? Hold still!

- You'll get it in full length soon!
- No, please no, I'm a virgin!

All the better, then I'll pull your
skin off once and for all!

- Halt still!
- Boris!

Mr. Ge&rard! I didn't mean to...

I swear to you!
I didn't mean to!

It was her! She irritated me!

- You're a filthy bastard, you son of a bitch!
- No, please!

Pig! You corrupt animal,
abusing a minor like that.

Dreckskerl!

Forgive me!

Forgive me!

You're coming home with us.
You're going back to boarding school today.

And you, dirty worm:
you're fired!

Mr. Gerard, forgive me.
I didn't mean to, I swear to you!

Get dressed and come home with me.
You're nothing but a little slut.

I didn't want to!

You're kidding us,
this is just a joke!

And I tell you,
that's exactly what happened!

The Duce
placed all six of them next to each other,

and ta-da-da! nine months later,
six sons of fascism were born.

- Complete with Roman salute.
- Wow!

Well, the Duce is a stallion.

- Sure.
- Yeah, yeah!

The beautiful thing is that he
fertilized all 6 with a single ejaculation.

One splash per egg.

That can't be true.
I really can't believe it.

This is the most holy truth!
Therefore you do not know

that he succeeded
in impregnating this woman,

by taking her from behind?

Well, the Duce is capable of anything.

-Sure.
-That's exactly how it is!

The Duce can do even the impossible!

Who is that? You look
like you've seen a ghost.

Well said.

Maybe she really is a ghost.

Rosa?

And you are her daughter, right?

I know that you
were very good... friends, you and my mother.

- Yes, intimate friends.
- Intimate.

Come with me, my love.

Your resemblance to poor Leonora
is truly striking.

When I saw you, I could
n't believe my eyes.

Your mother was not
like everyone else.

No. She did
n't do it for the money.

I know. I don't need money either.

Leonora was an extraordinary woman.

For them, sex was not dirty
or a way to seduce men.

Giving her body to others
was an expression of life.

She truly loved
when she made love.

Phew. Is the speech going to last much longer?

I don't understand.
I thought you wanted to know.

Don't you think my
legs are prettier than hers?

And the breasts?

Mine is firm and tight.

Here, touch it.

Sure, you are younger.

Yes, younger and still a virgin.

In these times you should
consider this a gift.

A dowry to the boy
you will marry.

Yes, and let’s put it this way:

I wanted to give my virginity to the
man I am in love with.

But he didn't want her.

So I decided
to take revenge on him.

Oh yes?

Yes. I have decided
to lose my virginity here.

In the same brothel where my
mother worked as a prostitute.

Damn, you're just like her.

The same determination,
the same shamelessness.

Agreed.

I will
satisfy you, honey.

But first...

First, I want you to promise
to follow my advice.

So, okay?

Yes, I will follow all
your commands.

We will
be great friends, the two of us.

Complete.

- Kneel down.
- Yes.

They need to be brushed.

You're like a wet chick.

Don't stop!
Keep sucking, my love.

Take ...

Again! Here ...

And!

I called the boarding school.

They are expecting you in three days.

I didn't mean to, but your
behavior lately...

Ursula, this is serious business!

Would you mind
giving me a shove, Uncle Gerard?

If you stopped playing this strange game
, maybe I would...

Oh please, Uncle
Gerard, push me! Go on!

In the gut.

Push harder, Uncle G6rard!

Hold on tight, otherwise you'll fall!

Ursula! Mein Kind!

Did you hurt yourself?

"We were lying in the garden, me and her."

"We had just made love."

"Just like that...impulsive."

"Still in full gear,
as often happened to us."

"She was defiled by me,
and I by her."

"We looked at each other intently, and ...

“. and fixing our
eyes on each other,

each one shared his dissatisfaction with the other
."

"We looked at each other in silence and
felt the desire returning."

“Slowly we felt it growing,
rising into our heads.”

"Yes, we felt them rising.
And not just in our heads."

Oh G£&rard, why must I go on?
You can't refuse to do it.

She wanted it that way. You know that.

"I wanted her again,
and she wanted me inside her."

"And now as our bodies
lay one next to the other, ...

“.. when I was about
to take her one more time,

she said: 'Oh Gerard, ...

".. I want that one day, ...

".. when I am no longer here, ...

". you will continue to fuck me, ...

"By
making love to my daughter."

I want you to
be her first husband, Gerard."

I want you to
take her virginity.'

"You will make love to my daughter
as if you were making love to me."

Oh take me, Ge6rard!
Come on, take my clothes off!

No, no...
please, no!

You're crazy, Ursula.

Crazy!

"And we loved each other to the point of madness,

as if it were the first time."

Click. End of recording.

Here sits Marquis Mariani,
a fetishist in the purest form,

and also one of our best customers.

You have to fulfill all his wishes
. Do you feel like it?

I'm sure
I'll see you later.

- Marquis. Our latest acquisition.
- Thank you.

What a miserable misery,
the physical contact between man and woman,

and what a deep shame is
the common exchange of sweat,

of saliva, of embraces,

the disgusting smells
of the sexes within the sex.

- Enough of the talk, you old pig!
- What are you doing?!

Stay seated!

Shut up and watch.

- How the hell does this take?
- Come on, don't be impatient.

Waiting is also part of the game,
you know that.

Ah, I am really curious
to see this rare pearl.

Look, but don't touch!
Rosa was very clear about that.

And the idea of a whore
who doesn't fuck is exciting.

- A virgin whore.
- Here I am!

The best for you!

And please, girls,
follow the rules.

What do you say about that?

Maybe we should
call the police.

No. Let's wait.
Let's wait a bit.

Well, I'm going upstairs.

But I don't think
I'll sleep.

Yes, go, Fiorella. I'll stay.

Done! This is what we need.

You will see
how this will lift you up!

Take it. Take a sip.

- Here.
- Cheers!

You will see, my child,
this will make you feel like you are in paradise.

Come on, pull it up!

What's up, Stefano?

Come on, come on.

But yes. Rosa can
go to hell with her orders!

I do not resist.

Hey! Oh no, my bad boy,
that wasn't the deal!

But I feel like it.

You'll get rid of them with me.

Yes. Yes, come on.

- Bye, guys, see you tomorrow.
- Bye.

Ursula!

- What's up, Uncle Gerard?
- Do you know what time it is?

Four o'clock in the morning.

How time flies, doesn't it?

Look at yourself, you're drunk.

Uncle Gerard, something
terrible has happened to me.

Come in.
Tell me what happened.

Also?

Do you promise me that you, ...

". after I
told you everything, ...

“..You
will still love me like before?

Hmmm.

Do you promise that you
will not despise me?

That you will not treat me like a dirty,
soiled thing?

Now talk!

Yes, Uncle Gerard.

There were four of them
in a car.

They were young people.

Four guys, about my age.

"Hey, where are you going, young lady?
Want to take a ride with us?"

- And you, what did you do?
- I got in.

And then?

I sat between
the two of them in the back seat.

They talked.
Talked and laughed.

They said I was beautiful
and caressed me.

They touched my hair,
teased me, and I...

"..I laughed.
And they talked and talked.

At some point the right-hand man
who was stroking my hair,

his hand on my chest,
and then on my genitals.

I then pushed his hand away
and he put it down again.

And when he stopped,
the other one began.

At that moment I became afraid,
terribly afraid.

I saw everything blurry.

My head was heavy.

Then they stopped the car.

And these guys
who seemed so nice before...

". now turned into beasts.

I saw them undressing me,
in wild haste, furious.

But you...
Why didn't you react?

You could have tried
to break free, to escape.

I couldn't do anything.

I was blocked, as if paralyzed.

All four had pulled out their genitals
and were laughing...

That's enough! That's enough now, Ursula.

At this point they all
jumped on me.

They overpowered me.
I screamed, defended myself...

Then one of them took me,
by force, from behind.

Another tried
to penetrate me from the front

and shouted at me:

"Come on, whore, fuck if you can."

Yes, I couldn't scream,

even though I desperately wanted it.

Because someone had
filled my mouth with sperm.

Then my strength returned.

I screamed loudly.

But it was pointless.
Nobody could hear me.

But I wanted to scream
because they were excited.

They became harder and harder.

"No more, please!" I screamed.

But what I wanted to say was:

"Well, you have satisfied yourselves, ...

". now it's my turn
and I want to feel satisfaction."

Liar!

Gerard!

Edmund and Ursula have disappeared.
They packed up and left.

Leonora is dead.
Now I am here: Ursula.

And I am alive, alive!
Do you understand, Gerard?

And I have such a desire
to live it up.

I thirst for love,
for affection.

I miss you so much, Gerard.

But you only despised me,
rejected me, ...

". treated me like a stupid slut
looking for easy feelings.

I wanted to give you my
virginity, Gerard.

But you didn't want me.

A woman stands between us.
A silent presence.

A woman
rotting in a cold grave.

You are obsessed with the
memory of my mother.

And I don't have time to wait for you anymore
.

I leave you with your pain.

But I hate your souvenirs.

That's why I destroyed it.

But before I go,
I want to give you a souvenir.

A souvenir for
me, this time.

I'm masturbating right now, Gerard.

I masturbate while thinking about
you penetrating me.

Make me yours.

And think how wonderful it would have been
to welcome your child:

warm, pulsating, filled with desire.

To experience that slight pain
and then, with intense, deep pleasure,

to have you inside me, to feel
you moving, hugging me,

and then your warm liquid,

that comes in bursts, floods me,
drives me crazy,

and I come, come
together with you, an org...

It's all your fault, yes!
It's all your fault!

It's all the fault of your unhealthy,
absurd passion!

And now they're gone.
I've lost Edmund. I hate you!

- Hate you, you damned man! Leave me.
- Whore!

You are like all the other women.
Whore! That is what you are.

I don't want to. I hate you!

I hate you!

No no!

Let me!

No!

No no ...

And.

And. And.

What is happening to us?

We fell in love.

I in Edmund, and you in Ursula.

That's
what happened, GE&rard.

It's ridiculous.

Yes, maybe you are right.

But that's exactly how it is, unfortunately.

And there is nothing we can do about it.

It's over.

We are looking for them.
Maybe they are in Venice.

Yes, maybe. Let's just hope
it's not too late.

Are you leaving or just arriving,
my pretty little chaffinch?

Where is my sister?

Don't worry about them.

Now Cecilia and Mara will
accompany you to your room.

Naturally.

- Do you know that you are really sweet?
- Come on. We will take care of you.

He looks like a frightened little bird,
far away from its nest.

- You'll see how we warm you up.
- Yes, we warm you up

between our warm feathers.

- Half an hour.
- Well done!

- And write it down, okay?!

Well? Do you like your new home?

I don't know. This place has
an ambiguous atmosphere...

Is this your
first time entering a brothel?

Maybe he is still a virgin,
like his little sister.

I am not what you think.

I know how to
do it with a whore.

But maybe you don't know
what it's like with two.

Two women?

Sure, didn't you notice
that there are two of us here?

Yes, I noticed, but ...

So come on.

Hey!

- One moment. Wait!
- He seems a little shy.

Don't worry, my love.
We'll take care of everything.

You have a hidden treasure.

And whoever wants this treasure
has to pay a very high price.

A very high one.

More.

You like it, right?

Suck already.

Alter?

18 years old the boy
and 17 the girl.

degree of kinship?

Let's say they are my stepchildren.

And are we just saying it, or
is there a document that proves it?

There is a notarial document
that makes me the legal guardian,

until they reach adulthood.

- Can I see it?
- Sure.

Good. Very good.

What should I write, Inspector?

Write that the person present here,
Mr. Gerard Antoniani Delaville,

Italian citizen,
naturalized French citizen,

as stated in the notarial
document,

Guardian of Edmund and Ursula
Breton, also with two passports.

Gut.

Complete?

By the way, where can we
tell you the results of our investigation?

I am staying with a friend,
here is the address.

Haunani Kamoto.
I know who she is.

Do you know them?

I know everyone in Venice.

Your father too.

A well-known anti-fascist.

My father is dead.

Sure, I remember.

A truly unfortunate accident.

Gut ...

Can we go?

Why, surely.

-Ah, one last thing.
- Please.

Tell me, your stepdaughter
Ursula, whether ... whether ...

So, in short, is she still a virgin?

I don't understand what this
has to do with the investigation.

Well, if we
should accidentally uncover, unfortunately,

that she was raped ...

Yes, she is still a virgin.
Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Who knows if it
will stay that way for much longer.

- What?
- Virgo.

Don't talk nonsense, Brigadier.
Finish the report instead.

At your command.

If I can be honest, I
don't trust this inspector one bit.

He is a servant of the regime.

And he has it in for me
because my father was an anti-fascist.

Do not despair, my dear friend.

Venice is basically
not a big city.

And we have many people
who are well-disposed towards us.

Maybe we can
find out where they are without the police.

But the first step you must take
to unite with your beloved,

is
to make your abdomen clearer.

We will help you
to dispel the frenzy that clouds your mind.

Only through a spirit, ...

... who is purified from anger, the
highest goal of life can be achieved:

love.

Look what cheeks ...

Like a painting by Botticelli.

All right, gentlemen:
the auction is open!

Place your bids. It starts
at a minimum of 2000 lire.

- 3.000!
- 3.500.

I offer 4,000.

- And I offer 5,000
- 5,500!

- 6,000.
- Herrje.

- She really is wonderful.
"Yes...

- I offer 8,000.
- Don't take it away from me, comrade!

I offer you 8,500.

We have reached 8,500 lire.

Come on, gentlemen!
The auction continues.

Who will bid more for this stunning
flower that needs to be picked?

- Come on, go!
- 9,000.

9.500.

I have my monthly salary,
you will not take it away from me!

- I offer 10,000 lire!
- I offer 11,000.

- 12.000!
- 13.000.

13.500.

- 14.000.
- 14.500.

Gentlemen,
your efforts are useless.

Even if I ruin myself,
I will pick this flower.

That will be necessary, Marquis!

Well, such a breathtaking figure:
I offer 15,000 lire!

Gentlemen, you force me
to go to the extreme: 20,000!

- I know where they are.
-Where?

You are in the Casa Rosa!

- But this is a brothel!
- You're in a brothel?

It is fate.

Here. I'm sorry,
but I still don't know anything.

I know where they are.
They are in the Casa Rosa.

- But this is a brothel.
- Yes. And the children are underage.

So either you let her
go with the ladies, or ...

Or what, Mr. Antoniani?

- What? So you knew?
- Well... of course I know.

For a few days now,
no one in Venice has been talking about anything else.

Your stepdaughter Ursula ...

"..Was sold at auction ...

". and the highest bidder
was Federale Ferretti, ...

"..Commander of the
fascist militia here in Venice.

- That's absurd, that can't be!
- And yet that's exactly the situation.

And there's really
nothing you can do about it.

Not even I can intervene

or I would uncover a scandal
that would ruin everyone:

me, you, and the Federale himself.

Listen to me, Mr. Antoniani:
just get your stepdaughter back,

but tomorrow,
when everything will be over.

You're crazy! I'm going to
have you all arrested.

You? The son of a
famous anti-fascist?

I think you will
have to have a little patience.

Tomorrow I will take you to your address
. First thing in the morning.

It is not the end
of the world, Mr Antoniani.

Quick, run!

- He must have gone crazy!
- He's not feeling well.

- What's going on?
- In the back room.

Mrs. Rosa! Quickly!

Edmund!

Be good, my darling.

So ...

Suck!
Suck, my love.

I am here now.

Your Fiorella is here,
she will never leave you.

Oh I...

Oh yes. You don't have
to be afraid anymore, beloved.

You don't have to be afraid anymore.

I will take you away from this
horrible place,

and we will always be together.

But yes. Always together!

Calm down.

Calm down.

Is that enough?

Certainly.

You can
take your child back, my dear Gerard.

Gerard?

We will see each other again, won't we?

We'll
be friends again, the two of us?

Like that time when you came with Leonora and
hid to watch her.

No, Rosa, not this time.

Now it is different.

Get dressed.
We're going back home.

You bought me and I must
be yours, that's the deal.

Ursula, why did
you do all this?

- I want you to understand...
- No. You have to understand me.

I am in love with you.

It's not my fault.
It is what it is, and that's it.

Count Alessandrini’s son, Nicola,
is on his way to Venice.

Now that he
has completed the officer candidate course,

he comes to the city to
manage his father's fortune.

He is a person of integrity
and good looking.

You will get engaged,
and then...

How stupid you are, Ge&rard.

I have no
interest in this Nicola, ...

.„..or anyone else.

I want you.

But this is absurd, absurd!
Do you want to understand that?

What else do you want me to do
to convince you, Gerard?

Do I have to let all the customers
of this brothel fuck me...

"..While you watch?

Like you did with my
mother.

Or do you want me to
walk through the streets of Venice...

". to let every passerby fuck me ?

If that's what you want -
I'm ready. Anything...

I am willing
to do anything for you, G&rard.

Everything you want
to turn yourself on.

I am not impotent!

Okay, so show me.

I am ready.

You are really crazy.

A poor little madwoman!

I understand.
So I'll do it myself.

You paid, and that's right.

So, do you agree with me?

Ursula, stop acting
like an idiot!

So I'll go first, Casanova.

Herr Casanova?

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are fruits of imagination.
Therefore, any similarity

with reality as
purely coincidental.