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(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