All language subtitles for A.Girls.Best.Friend.1981

(ship horn sounds)
(siren blares)

(door rattles)

(music)

(music continues)

(laughter)

(handles rattling)

- My, what a
beautiful house.

- Yes, it is.

- I have one of these in
my New York apartment.

- Oh, that's nice.

This is
the original.

- Lovely.

- Ohh...

- Ouch.

Two ripe fruits.

- These are the originals.
- Yes.

- Damn.

- A nice pair,
aren't they?

- How would you
like to see the rest?

I mean, the best
room in the house.

- The bathroom?

- Oh-ho-ho,
not yet.

That comes later.

(music)

You know, Mrs. Leautrec, this
is definitely a fortuitous meeting.

Yunno, I had
thought that all the

meeting places and
lounges of Europe had been,

had been
picked clean,

that there weren't any new
faces, that the well had run dry,

but now,

now I
find a rose.

Oh, a beautiful
flower in full bloom.

Not whose petals are closed,
but wide open and lovely.

- Satin sheets, they always
run tingles up my spine.

- I'm glad
you like it.

(mellow music)

(moans)

- Ohh!

(moaning)

(loud moaning)

Mmmh-uahh!

- Skin like china.

Legs...

legs like
clinging vines.

(moans)

(grunting)

Squeezing my
toy soldier.

-Ah!
Uhh!

- Oy, fluid.

Juices are
flowing like a river.

- Fuck me, Count.

(loud moans)
(groaning)

(chuckfing)

- Ready for
seconds, madame?

- Do you think your little toy
soldier can come to attention again?

- Oh,

you will
like this.

(chuckles)

I like this.

And a few other
sorted goodies.

(vocalizing)

(snickering)

(dial tone)
(rotary dial whirrs)

(phone line ringing)

- Quickly now,
get here.

Hurry.

(receiver clatters)

(sighs)

(drawer rattles)

(knocking on door)

Shameless hussy!

- Yes.

- Trollop!

- Yes!

- Tart.

- Your tart.

- Yes.

Are you
wearing underwear?

- Lift my
skirt and look.

- I'll do what you want.
- I know.

Step out of
your clothes.

Your whore is
going to love you.

Where were
you tonight?

Were you
thinking of me?

Your strumpet?

- Yes.

I was busy.

I was out.

Yes, I was
thinking of you.

- And you
need me now.

- Yes.

- Your cock
is hard.

Make it move
and twitch.

Now hold my head and guide my
mouth onto your twitching cock.

- Open your mouth.

(moans)

- Do you want me to raise
my skirt, over my hips?

- Yes.

- Pull my panties down while I
hold your balls and suck your cock.

- Yes.

- Can you see the
cheeks of my ass?

- Yes,
I can see.

I can see your
beautiful ass.

- Will you
fuck me?

Will you fuck me now while
I'm on my knees like this?

- I want to
eat you first.

- Oh, yes.

Oh, yes.

- Can you feel me sticking
my tongue into your pussy?

- Oh yes,
I can.

Oh, yes.

- Want me to
fuck you now?

- Oh, fuck me.

Oh, please
leave them on.

Just pull them
down a little ways.

- Why?

- So your balls will rub
against them when you fuck me.

(moans)

Can you
feel it?

Your balls rubbing
against my silk panties?

- Yes,

I can feel it.

- Are you
going to come?

- Yes,

yes.

- Don't come
in me.

I'll spread
my cheeks

so you can
come there.

(moans)

I know it's
unthinkable.

I want to feel your warm,
wet sperm in a different place.

DonT
put it in.

Just come
there now.

Yes.

(moans)

Now pull my
panties back up.

Stain them
with your sperm.

(moans)

(door clicking)

- Oh, hello Mother.

- Who was that?

- She comes
with the room.

- Well, it was not what
I call an easy evening.

The Count is a man
of unusual habits.

I tried keeping him out later,
but he was becoming impatient.

Where did he
keep the diamond?

- We didn't get what
we wanted last night.

- They are beautiful,
aren't they?

They're worth a
fortune as they are.

But I would
give everything

to see the set
complete before we go

back to
New York.

Don't worry, Paul.

It may take time, but
we'll get what we're after.

We'll come back.

You've got your
father's eyes

(street noise)

- Will you be
here much longer?

- No, I have an
appointment in Istanbul

in the
near future.

- Aw, it's a shame to lose such
promising new friends so soon.

- Mother, did you
hear about the man

who threw himself off
the leaning tower of Pisa?

I think such behavior
is just a scream.

(dishes clink)

(music)

(music continues)

- Why do you think the missing
diamond is in the United States?

- Since Lady Coldgate and
her daughter didn't have it,

it was
probably sold

by the Count
and smuggled in.

He knows some very
wealthy people in New York.

(jet noise)

I love New York.

(disco music)

- Good evening,
Mr. Greenfield.

- Usual, Sid. Martini,
shaken, not stirred.

Two olives.

- You gorgeous man, why
don't you meet me outside

in five minutes?

(music continues)

- Thanks, Sid.

I'm impressed.

- Don't expect a boy
to do a man's job.

- Drink?

- Thank you.

A martini.

Shaken, not stirred,
with two olives.

- Precisely the
way I like it.

- I'm not surprised.

You look like a
man with good taste.

- Tell me
about yourself.

- There's nothing
to tell.

- Oh come on,
you're beautiful.

- You're rich.

Daughs)

Does it show?

- Most definitely.

(disco music)

- Take it easy.

Now unzip
my pants.

- Shh!

- Take it
in your hand.

Go on.

Sit close, so
you won't be seen.

Sit close.

Go on.

Stroke it.

Not so fast.

Don't squeeze
it so tight.

Slow.

- Like this?

- Oh, that's it.

Oh, that's nice.

Oh, that's right.

Good.

- You're not
going to come?

- Oh you
bet, sweetheart.

- Not here.

- Oh, don't stop.

Go on.

Go on, yes.

(moans)

Very carefully,

put it
backin.

Zip my
fly back up.

Go ahead.

Good.

Good.

- Okay.

Now what else?

- Put this in
your purse for now.

When you wear
it, think of me.

You'll have to excuse
yourself right now, though,

because there's
something I must do.

- May I please
have your olives?

- Yes, of course.

(disco music)

- Let's dance.
- All right.

(music)

I think the
music stopped.

- What?

- Okay, let's go.

You know,

I would never consider coming
home with a perfect stranger.

I admire your
sense of adventure.

I know.

Don't tell
me your name.

You will be my
unknown stranger.

Here, let me help
you with your pants.

My goodness.

You are a
perfect stranger.

Come over here
beside me and lie down.

Right here.

That's it.

Mmm,
look at that.

Oh, yes.

Your balls
feel heavy.

I like that.

The skin of your
cock is like satin.

No, no,
no, no. Relax.

I'm going to use this
young body of yours.

SUckout
yourtongue.

Further.

Yes.

Just your cock and
your tongue are stiff.

I'm going to sit
on your tongue.

I'm going to
fuck your tongue.

All right?

Keep that
tongue stiff.

What did you think I
was, a natural blonde?

(moans)

Now take your cock
and balls in your hands.

That's it.

Higher. Stroke it.

Stroke it, yes.
Stroke it a little faster.

(moans)
Ohh!

Here, I'll wet it
with my tongue.

I'll put my mouth
over it and suck it.

Oh, I can feel your
tongue in my pussy.

Oh, yes, it's going
up and down my clit.

Oh yes,
do that.

Do that.

(moans)

You're getting
harder, I can tell.

You haven't had a woman
in a long time, have you?

It's all
very long.

You wanna fuck
me now, huh?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

(gasps)
Oh! Yes,

there it is.

(moans)

Don't wanna
lose you now.

Let you get
away from me.

We're gonna fuck
your cock, aren't we?

Deepen

Deepen

Faster.

That's it.
You love it, don't you?

- Yes.
- I do.

It's good, huh?

You're gonna come
soon, aren't ya?

You're gonna
come soon?

(moans)

You did quite
well last night.

- So did you.

I could hardly sleep
with all the noise.

- You know I
adore young men.

Paul,

look at this.

I think we
have something here.

(buzzer sounds)

(footsteps tapping)

- What will you have
today, Mr. Greenfield?

Er, fucking
or sucking?

- Ohh, I don't
know Marsha.

I presume
a little of each.

Uhh, we'll
finish fucking.

- Anal or vaginal?
- What was it yesterday?

- Let's see.
Anal, no oral.

- Okay.

In that case, we'll have
some mouth and pussy.

- Yes, sir.

- How's the
family, Marsha?

- Oh, just fine.

The station wagon's
in the garage again.

- Can't get good
service anywhere.

(typewriter clacking)

(clearing throat)

- Kindly tell Mr. Greenfield
that the mysterious woman

he met last evening is
here to return something

that is no doubt
valuable to him.

- Mr. Greenfield's office.

Yes.

- Yes?

Oh, she is?

Well, tell her I'll be
with her in a moment.

Thank you.

(receiver clatters)
Uh, that'll be all, Marsha.

- Yes, Mr. Greenfield.
- Thank you.

- He'll be with
you in a minute.

Please sit.

- I'm intensely grateful.

- He'll see
you now.

- How are ya?

- Mr. Greenfield?
- Please.

To what do I owe
the pleasure of this visit?

- I believe you
dropped this last evening.

- [Intercom] Anyone so honest
certainly deserves a reward.

- I really couldn't
accept anything.

- Oh, come now, you
must want something.

- I have everything
I could possibly want.

- Well,

in that case, at
least dinner at my place.

- My, what a
charming idea.

Would it be permissible for my
chauffeur to wait in the foyer?

He suffers from
acute agoraphobia.

- Hello.

- Oh, hello.

- It's a
beautiful night.

- Yes.

Yes, it is.

- I can't go
out, though.

I'm expected
on duty.

Have you eaten?

Would you like to
come into the kitchen?

- This is very
nice of you.

- Mrs. Leautrec.

I thought we'd
have a little something.

Ihope
you're hungry.

- I'm famished.

- Good, good.

- Thank you.

- Champagne, of course.

- Certainly.

- If you will.

Did you know that as a
young man, I was quite shy,

(chuckles)

But as
I grew older,

I realized
that uh,

one should never pass
up the opportunity of being

with a
beautiful woman.

- I have no intention of
making things difficult for you.

- So are
you the cook?

- No,

I'm the maid.

The cook's
gone home.

I spend most of the time here
by myself in the kitchen except--

- Except what?

- Except when
he needs me.

You can't believe the
things that go on here.

I'll fix
you something.

(pans clanging)

Oops.

- Many years ago, my one great
passion, which was good food.

- What?

- Good food!
- Oh.

- I'll fix you
some eggs.

(pan clattering)

(plate scraping)

- Mm!
(mouth full)

In discovering
beautiful women,

I realize that I
must have the two,

simultaneously!

- Oh!

This is the most outrageous
behavior I've ever encountered.

Sir! You're
wrinkling my dress.

(bowl clanging)

(upbeat music)

(moans)

- Food! Food.
Food! Food!

(moans)

- I don't want to
be a mother yet.

Don't come.

- Don't move.

(bowl clattering)

- What a mess.

(moans)

- Ahh, that
was wonderful.

I enjoyed the
tour of the house.

- Oh, come on.

- Oh,
what is it?

- I want to show you
something in my library.

- Oh,

an after-dinner
cordial.

- Mm-hmm.

Come, come.

(footsteps tapping)

Excuse me.

Please.

(lock rattling)

Turn around.

(safe clicking)

Now.

- Oh!

- These are
for you.

- Oh.

- [Leautrec V.O.] And
that's when I saw it.

The room
seemed to darken.

And all I could
see was its beauty.

The Fairchild
Diamond.

The missing jewel
from the necklace.

- What's that?

- What?

(chuckles)

A girl's
best friend.

- [Leautrec V.O.] It was a stroke
of luck, but we found it at last.

The Fairchild
Diamond.

(door thudding)

- To a very
successful transaction.

- To the
Fairchild Diamond.

(clink)

Putting
business aside,

Irving,

I just brought back some new instruments,
just released on the French market.

Oh, I'm sure you'll like to
try them out, wouldn't you?

(both chuckling)

I'm sure we won't have any
problem finding a willing subject.

Also, I recently added a new
addition to my pleasure chest.

Oh, not without great
cost, let me tell you.

She was
as beautiful

as a big
red apple.

Unfortunately,

she was rotten
at the core.

(moans)

- [Count V.O.] Well, after an
ordinary beginning in bed,

we entered into a second
round that lasted until sunrise.

- Sounds splendid, but what's
all this about rotten apples?

- Well, it was
all right until then.

But then things
began to sour,

like a lemon.

- [Count V.O.] Of course, I had
no reason to suspect the lady,

but, the coincidence.

- There was no hard
evidence against her.

But I'll
tell you,

I would like
to meet her again.

It was only
good fortune, then.

I sold you the fragile
diamond a week before.

Otherwise,

that would have
been gone as well.

- You need
another drink.

Incidentally, you're welcome
to my annual masquerade.

- Of course.

- Waiter, more
champagne.

(jazzy music)

- Of course, she
loves the turkey.

- It's me, it's me.
- I thought so.

Irving, listen, listen.

I gotta
great idea, Irving.

Why don't we keep count,
and we can prepare notes later?

- Oh, come now.

How will I know you're
me telling me the truth?

- Oh, you'll just have
to trust me, Irving.

- Trust you.
Trust you?

Daughs)
- Of course!

- Melinda, put
your mask on.

Nobody is supposed
to know who you are.

- Oh, mother!

- Hello, darling.

How are you?

Melinda, I told you
to keep that mask on.

Please put
it back on.

- Why don't you
have a little food?

- Oh, that is the lady
I was telling you about.

I think we're
about one even now.

Better get on the ball, County.
- I will.

Daughs)

Oh, Mrs. Coldgate!

I do hope you brought your
lovely daughter with you tonight.

- Oh, I'm sure she's
around here someplace.

- Oh, forgive
me, please.

Loretta Coldgate,
this is--

- Irving, remember, our
identities are to be kept a secret.

- Ch, of course,
my dear.

I'm so sorry.
Somebody help me...

- Excuse me, uh,
I'm going to the bar.

- Do you
like food?

- I love chicken.

- Have you tried these
new British crackers?

They're lovely
when you dunk.

- Where is
The Count?

- Counting guests.

A little, a little
bet we have.

- I heard he had a
recent unfortunate run-in

with jewel thieves.
- Mm-hmm.

- Oh, dear.

Do you know the news is
all over the Mediterranean?

- Mm-hmm.
- Oh, darling.

I think someday soon some of those baubles
are going to appear on the black market.

- Oh, no doubt.

- Do you know what's interesting?
- Mmmhm?

- About six months ago, I
had a very similar experience.

- No!
- With a pair of jewel thieves.

- Mm-hmm.
- Do you know they just happened

to be mother and son?
- Mmhm!

- [Leautrec V.O.] The son, Paul, a
stunning boy, brought back feelings

that were
better left alone.

- Ow!

Your teeth!

Ah.

Beautiful.

Ah.

(door clicking)

(synth music)

- [Leautrec V.O.]
But downstairs--

Oh well, it was
almost worth it.

(synth music)

(laughter)

- Thirty-five,
ternty-two,

thirty-four.

(objects clattering)

(laughter)

- Ah, I just love
men in uniform.

- Shh.

(disco music)

- Aren't you the Mrs. Leautrec whom I
met in French Riviera several months ago

with your
son, Paul?

- No, I'm afraid you must have
mistaken me for someone else.

- Well, if the young man
you're with isn't your son,

then why are
you with him?

- Darling, if you have
to ask that question,

then why
are you here?

Ta-ta.

(music)

Enjoying the view?
- Just sizing up the situation, Mother.

- Listen, Paul, I think there's a
woman here who may cause us trouble.

We've got
to get busy.

Meet me upstairs.

(jazzy music)

- My dear,
it's getting late,

and others wait.

Au revoir.

(music)

Ah, what a
fortuitous meeting.

- Bye.
- Oh no, it is my station in life

to pick from the
fruits of the vine.

Prepare yourself.

(music continues)
(cocktail party chatter)

(tray clatters)

- Huh?

It's gone.

The maid.

The maid
must have it.

There's still a
chance. Let's go.

- No, Paul.

(sighing)

I guess it just
wasn't meant to be.

And we
came so close.

Takes a thief
to catch a thief.

Fuck 'em.

Let's go.

- Excuse me, Count.

- Yes?
- May I talk to my daughter for a minute?

- Oh, sure.

Excuse me.

Good afternoon, ladies.

- That was quick.

- Ms. Swanson,
Ms. Swanson, dear.

We're all
gathering downstairs.

Are you here?

Oh, shit.

- He absolutely
hungers for you.

Just don't let him
spill food on you.

Do you know I hear
he's really quite lawless.

- Do you count
your off-income?

- What?

- I mean,
do you count...

Listen, my mother
wants me to seduce you,

right here,
now, again.

- She does?

Well!

Well, my dear child, you know,
your mother is a truly great woman.

- Mrs. Coldgate thinks I
should get your rocks off.

- My diamond.

My diamond.

(music)

(moans)

- What's the matter?

You're not
gonna join us?

- What are we
going to do now?

- I don't know.

What are we
gonna do now?

- We couldn't.

- We couldn't.

Could we?

- You wouldn't.
- You wouldn't.

Would you?

- Oh, we shouldn't.

- Relax, Paul.

Just act natural.

(music)

(moans)

- Don't come
inside me.

- If I don't,
they'll know.

I know.

I'll fake it.
- Don't you dare.

You'll come
in my mouth.

-Huh?
Neven

- Relax.
Lay back.

Enjoy it. Come
in my mouth.

(music)

- I don't know
what to say.

- Neither do I.

- We'll never
find her.

- Who?
The maid?

- Yes.

She was wonderful,

I mean, you know how
I feel about you Mother,

but a man has
got to think about--

- His future.

- No.

Other women.

- You've got
your father's eyes.

- Mmm, Mother!

- [Leautrec V.O.] In a way, this was
the most idyllic period of my life.

A lover I could
trust in every way.

Someone I could teach all
the mysteries of romance to.

How long
could it go on?

It had to come to an
end, sooner or later.

And it did,

through a most
unusual coincidence.

(objects clattering)

(loud clattering)

- It's you.
- You.

- The maid?

- Yes.

Uh,her.

I didn't know
this was your place.

- How've you been?

- Fine, thanks.

- Have you met my mother?
- Not really.

How do
you do?

- Charmed, thank you.

Paul, she stole
the diamond.

- I know.

A real professional.

We've been looking
everywhere for you.

- I'm flattered.
- Mother and I both admire you.

- It was only luck that I got
to that Fairchild Diamond first.

I worked on
that job for months.

- What is
your name?

- Charlotte.
- Charlotte.

Beautiful.

- I got away during the party
when the other guests and you

and your mother--

I'm sorry.

I know you had to do
something to conceal your identity.

- It's all right.

What did you do
with the diamond?

- Nothing.

I still
have it.

I plan to get the
others that match.

- You know, Charlotte,
you really are very beautiful.

Wouldn't you like to
relax here for a while?

You look
rather tired.

Paul's told me some
wonderful things about you.

- Mother...
- It's all right, Paul.

You know, the only thing I
really like are young men.

- And diamonds.

- And young ladies.

(disco music)

(moans)

(disco music continues)

P Darling P

P Don't you leave me P

P You know
you grieve me P

P When you leave
and don't say why P

P You tell me P

P That you love me P

P Can I believe you P

P When I know you better
than you know yourself P

P So never
never never P

P Say forever
ever ever P

P If you know you're
gonna tear me apart P

P And never
never never P

P Say forever
ever ever P

P If you think you're
gonna break my heart P

P Break my heart P

P You know I know P

P All about you P

P My friends
been telling me P

P About the girls
you've had before P

P But you know P

P I'm something special P

P So just believe me

P Be sure I'll stay and never
leave you if you want P

P So never
never never P

P Say forever
ever ever P

P If you know you're
gonna tear me apart P

P And never
never never P

P Say forever
ever ever P

P If you think you're
gonna break my heart P

P Break my heart P

P Never never
never say ever P

P Never never
never say ever P

P Never never
never say ever P

P Never never
never say ever P

P Never never never say ever
ever ever say never aaah! P

P So never
never never P

P Say forever
ever ever P

P If you know you're
gonna tear me apart P

P And never
never never P

P Say forever
ever ever P

P If you think you're
gonna break my heart P

P Don't you
ever ever ever P

P Say you'll
never never never P

P Try to ever ever
make a new start P

P Don't you
ever ever ever P

P Say you'll know
you'll never never P

P Never ever ever
break my heart P

P Break my heart P