All language subtitles for Hot.Lunch.1978

[music]

- It's not easy to do it
in the front seat of a car,

let's give
them a hand.

[clapping]

[scream]

[music]

- You don't have to
come in here Lisa.

Take the truck back
to the apartment.

I'll catch a bus and
be home by sunrise.

- Yeah, that was last week.
This week it's 25 bucks.

Hey, maybe next
week it'll be 30.

You're not that kid that ate
one of my girl's shoes, are ya?

Anything special like
that costs extra.

- Is that the best
job you could get?

- It's just 'til we get
a few bucks together.

Then I'll get a decent job,
some new clothes and I'll learn

that disco dancing
you like so much.

- They got lots of nice
discos in this city.

Andrew, you
gotta promise me,

we'll never go back to
that smelly old dairy farm.

- I promise.

Now you
go on home.

I don't want to be
late my first night.

- Yeah, Unis? Yeah,
she's working today.

What's your room number?
- Never mind Unis, today's Wednesday.

- Good evening.
- Oh, you!

Start by washing
those dirty dishes back there,

then mop
up the place.

- Yes, ma'am.
- Deal's a deal.

You use the
phone in return,

I get Unis on Monday,
Wednesday, and Friday.

And I don't give a shit if none
of you stand the sight of me.

- Hey, how many times
do I got to tell you, Toni,

Unis loves ya.

Now shut up, eh, I'm trying
to conduct business here.

- I saw her feeling up
that fucking strip dancer

at the Blue Moon Club.

Yeah, they were going to
the fire escape in the alley.

- You want to spank Unis
or you want her to spank you?

Hey, I got to know
man, to set the price.

Come on, come on,
nothing to be ashamed of.

- Sitting on the bar showing
some drunk your pussy,

that's not dancing, low-class
cunts, cocksucker, ah fuck...

- Hey hey Toni, whaddaya
doing', going to kill somebody?

Yunno, you're right, we can't
stand the fuckin' sight of ya,

you slimy,
greasy cunt dyke.

Look at you,
you stink!

The only reason to come into this
fucking place is to use the phone!

Look at you, your hair stinks,
your clothes stinks, your face stinks.

- I don't care, I get her
'cause it's Wednesday.

- I've about had it with
you spankin' freaks too!

It'll be 50 bucks in advance
“cause I'm coming over to collect.

And you supply
the hairbrush.

- Damn cop,

said he'd run me in
unless I gave him a blowjob.

I gave him this
hatpin right in his nose.

The druggist is patching
him up right now.

If that cop catches me,
he'll fucking kill me for sure.

[music]

- I'm Unis,
what's your name?

- I'm Andrew, I just
started working here tonight.

- My usual street price is
25 but since you work here,

and I
like you,

you get my super deluxe
top of the line special

for a mere
fifteen dollars.

- Where the shit were you?
Out there with that fucking dancer?

- That was
business, honey.

- You roll in garbage,
you become garbage.

- Who are you calling garbage?
- I'm calling you garbage!

- Ow!

Ugh, you're...
[screams]

[grunting, scuffling]

- Ohh, Eu...

[screams]
Oh, Unis.

Oh, I
love you.

[music]
- Oh Toni, I love you too.

[crying]
- Oh fuck.

[cheery music]

[ominous music]

- Can I help
you sir?

- Hamburger.
- Anything to drink, sir?

- No.

[kissing, moaning]

- This isn't a pad,
man, it's a fuckin' dump.

- Yeah it's
fuckin' gross.

- My old man's
a dishwasher.

- 0h, fuckin' bummer.

Loser.

- Can't even dance.

- He's last, man,
fucking last.

[disco music]

[sizzling]

[country music]

- Oh, oh, wait,
wait, yes, yes.

[moaning]

- Oh, yeah.

[moaning]

- Yes.

[moaning]

[music]

[music]

- That was delicious.

- Thank you.

[dishes shatter]

- You're fired,
you fucking asshole.

[music]

[moaning]

[music]

- I don't
believe it.

- Hey man, you must be
the fucking dishwasher.

- He doesn't
fucking believe it.

- Well he better fucking believe it,
because he's a little farm dwarf,

and I'm suing him
for a divorce.

- I don't
believe it.

And you're gonna
pay through the nose.

You know why?

Because you're
a schmuck.

A fuckin'
schmuck!

- Lisa's crazy asking me
for this much support.

She knows
I haven't got it.

- It doesn't
hurt her to ask.

-$70 a week
for groceries?

$19 a week for--
God knows what.

$8 for
stockings.

$6 for
personal hygiene.

What's that
supposed to mean?

Toilet paper?
- Something like that.

She's crazy.

- How much do I have
to pay you for representing?

- I get $75
an hour.

- And you're
crazy too.

Look, if it's costing me $15 or
$20 just to walk a couple of blocks

with you, I can
walk by myself.

I haven't got $15. Doesn't
anybody understand that?

Hey, listen. Do you
wanna know what I got?

They're in my
pocket right now.

I got $4.08.

That's four singles, three
pennies, and a damn nickel.

I've been wearing
the same shirt,

pants and underwear
for the past ten days.

I wash them and me
in a bucket every night.

And I've lived in the back of my pickup
truck, which is living on borrowed time.

- The judge won't
give her anything.

You haven't been
married long enough.

- That's a hope,
not a promise.

- Look, I have a lunch
date with my friend Gloria

at that restaurant
across the street.

I can't talk to
you anymore.

- That's a pretty expensive
brush-off, you know.

Oh, what the hell?
I can't pay you anyway!

- I'll get you a job
with her company.

- What kind
ofjob?

- Are you
still here?

I told you, Miss Hathaway
is much too busy,

and I've gotta
get to the bank.

- I understand.

- What is it?
- Miss Hathaway?

- Yes?
- I'm Andrew Buran.

From the Good Earth
Encyclopedia company.

- Another encyclopedia salesman?
You've got to be kidding me.

- I told him
how busy you were.

- They just trained
me this morning

in the unique benefits
of the Good Earth Encyclopedia.

Only take ten
minutes to show you.

- You've got two minutes, but
I can't stop what I'm doing.

- I wish that we could go to your office
so I can spread out my display sheets

on your desk
like I've been trained.

- You'll have to talk to me
while I'm checking these barrels.

[footsteps clicking]

[locks click]

[objects clatter]

- God.

I would like to impress upon you
the history of the Good World Encyclopedia

in 1930--

I'm sorry to have taken
up your time like this.

[music]

- Wait, just
a minute.

You can't go into the street
with your jacket soiled that way.

Let me have it.

Give it to me.

They come
every day,

trying to
sell me things.

Their slick, patronizing
manner makes me ill.

They smile through
their teeth.

But you, you're
so vulnerable.

So sincere.

- Just a failure.

- No.

You're a man.

I want your balls.

[gong booms]

[moaning]

- Such noble balls.

Uhh.

[gentle music]

[moaning]

- I'm coming.

[screaming]

Never this
fast before.

[moaning]

- I'm coming.

[moaning]

- Oh yes.

[moaning]

I'm coming again!

[screaming]

[moaning loudly]

[moaning]

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

I'm coming!

Oh, yeah.

Andrew.

[moaning]

[panting]

I am the buyer for a
national chain of liquor stores,

and if you will come
by personally once a week,

we'll see how many liquor stores
we can put your encyclopedias in.

- What'd a liquor store
want with encyclopedias?

- Who cares?

We'll give them away
as fucking prizes.

Is it
a deal?

- Yes, it's
a deal.

- [Gloria V.O.] Ten of my best
salesmen couldn't sell Hathaway.

This guy Boran does
it in just one visit.

I don't know
what his magic is,

but who cares?
He's got it.

- Andrew!

Andrew, it's Gloria.

- [Gloria V.0.] I'll get him
to an exclusive contract.

I've got a good body
and I'll use it if I have to.

- Andrew?

Andrew Boran.

- Hello,

who is it?

- It's Gloria.

Andrew.

Thank goodness
I found you.

Oh Andrew, the
news is so wonderful.

I pulled your application
this morning.

The address shows only
Route 74 North of the Lake.

Not very specific.

- It's all I could afford.
- I've decided

to make you an
account executive.

It's that Hathaway
sale that did it.

You can't waste your
talents knocking on doors.

From now on, they deal
with you by appointment.

- Sounds important.
- First,

I must tell you, the regular
10% commission does not apply

to account
executives.

Now you get 5% because
of the volume potential.

The other 5% goes to your sales manager
and it's naturally retroactive.

- Who's my
sales manager?

- I am. And I'll be worth
it to you ten times over.

You just sign this employment
contract and we are on our way.

- [Gloria V.O.] He's
not going to sign.

Well, it looks like I'll
have to use my body.

[moaning]

- Ahh, I love the
smell of my cunt—

[moaning]

[screaming]

Oh, give me
your cock.

[contiues moaning]

[gentle music]

- I came here to take advantage of you,
cheat you out of your commission,

you fucked me so good,
turned me completely around,

I feel like a
woman and I love it.

You keep the
commission, Andrew.

I just want to help you
and guide you, okay?

Andrew, you
look great.

Here's a hundred
dollar cash advance.

The clothes and a haircut,
that comes to $367.13.

You can pay me back out
of your first commission check.

Well, let's get
back to the office.

I want you to meet
the other employees.

This is the stock and
shipping department.

Ms. Johns, Ms. Anderson,
meet Mr. Boran.

- How do
you do?

- Looks like
a new suit.

- Oh, it is.

- We got books coming
out of our asses.

- If you don't appreciate
your job, Ms. Johns,

then there are people
waiting in line who would.

- We got books in the locker
room, books in the toilet.

- A temporary
situation.

Mr. Boran is
a super salesman.

Well, I have an appointment.
Check with me later, Andrew.

- Yes, Miss--
Ms. Linton.

- Ms., Ms., Ms.,
what's all this Ms. stuff?

Just call
me Salome.

- Hi, I'm Tish.

- Hello, Tish, Salome.
I'm Andrew.

- What are
you doing?

- Oh, I thought I'd
help you girls out.

Until Ms. Linton sets up an appointment
for me, I have nothing to do.

- Oh, no salesman
ever did that before.

- Well, what
can I do?

- Well, you can take the books from
that big pile over there and make

little piles
over there.

- Okay.

- Ohh, your
new suit.

- That's okay.

I got a needle and
thread out in the truck.

- No, that's
woman's work.

Come on
in the back.

I'll fix you good as new.
You're lucky it's only on the seam.

Come on.

Oh, Tish, haven't you ever heard
of a man ripping his pants before?

Honestly,
we're roommates.

- Oh, really?
- She's such a kid sometimes.

I don't know
what to do with her.

Give me
your pants.

Don't tell me I'm
dealing with two kids.

Come on! I've got to
sew them from the inside.

[soft music]

So warm.

-[moaning].

I've waited for this.

I love it.

- Kiss it, Tish.

It wants
you to kiss it

and lick it

and suck it.

This is what it's
all about, Tish.

Big, hard fuck.

- Oh, I love it.

- Open wide
and suck it, Tish.

Take the top of it all
the way down your throat.

No time to
be frail now, Tish.

Get it now!

- Just allow me
a moment or so.

- Well, I
ain't waitin'.

- Salome.

- I'm going to suck
it Salome, right now.

[whistle blows]

- Will you stop blowing
that fucking thing?

- I suppose you
fucked Hathaway too.

Did you?

- Yes.

- Why don't you quit worrying
about who fucks who around here?

We've got an
injured person here.

Why don't you help
me get her to a doctor?

- You two are fired.
- Fired my ass.

You'll never get anyone else to work
in this shithouse and you know it.

Well, you're just jealous
because we've had a little cock.

- Jealous?

I've had all that
cock he's able to give.

- Oh yeah?

- Don't let these fancy clothes
and proper English fool you.

I could
fuck an arm!

- Oh yeah?

- I've had his thing so far into my cunt,
it's lucky I didn't get brain damage.

- Oh yeah?

- I drank enough of his nut
juice to drown a fucking whale.

- Oh yeah?

- There's one
other thing.

I've got that cock under contract
and it's going to plow us all the way

to the top of the
New York Stock Exchange.

We'll need an entire building
just to handle the shipping.

A dozen shipping clerks
and you'll be in charge of it,

Salome.
- Oh yeah?

- I think
I'm paralyzed.

- Oh, you'll be
all right, Tish.

Ms. Linton here and I
will get you to a doctor

and get that neck
all straightened out.

- I can
understand Salome.

She'll fuck
a snail.

But Tish, frightened
little Tish, and Hathaway?

It took magic to get to them.
- There's no magic.

- Do you ever think about fucking him?
- No.

- Would you ever fuck him?
- No.

- Wish I had
your good sense.

Look at him.

He'll fuck the meat clerk
and get the chicken free.

- Gloria, you're making
too much of this.

We'll have a nice
home-cooked meal,

a little wine
and we'll forget it.

- He gets anything
he wants with his dick.

With his dick.
Augh!

- Gloria.
- What?

Rita, I have a salesman that'll change
all that and I'll make a deal with you.

If you're still
not convinced.

I will never mention
the word encyclopedia again.

If you are convinced, we're
talking about a firm order.

No surveys
or trials.

- Ooh, I'm awfully
busy right now.

Um, I can't
really talk.

Do you suppose that you could
come to my cabin by the way?

- Don't leave until
I get there, Rita.

Right away.

You like fast
action, don't you?

- Yes, I do.

- Then that's
what you'll get.

See ya.

I'm leaving that son of a bitch
Andrew in your hands tonight.

- Wait a minute.
- Listen.

You have a
comfortable couch.

Make sure he gets a good
dinner and plenty of sleep.

- I'm an attorney, not
nursemaid to some stud.

- There's no one
else I can trust.

Besides, you want to keep
my business, don't you?

Tonight we'll start with raw
oysters and then kidney sauté.

- I can't
cook that.

- You have a cookbook, don't you?
- Yes.

I never even
bothered to read it.

- Nothing to it.

Delicious, Andrew
and lots of protein.

Little wine, a little coffee,
and we'll pick up a carrot cake.

I'm sorry I can't have dinner
with you and Luana this evening

'cause I'll be setting up an
appointment for you tomorrow morning

with Rita
Sondergaard.

Close the sale with her and
our products will be carried

in all Sondergaard
supermarkets.

Think of
only two things,

Andrew, the commission
and a flat $1,000 bonus if you make

the sale
- A thousand dollars?

- Cash in front, the minute Rita
Sondergaard signs the order.

You'll stay at
Luana's tonight.

Don't forget to wash your shirt.
Luana will press it for you.

- None of this
is necessary.

I'll find a place to stay.
- I insist on it.

Rita Sondergaard is
an attractive woman.

Making it with her
would be very enjoyable.

- Making what?

- The sale,
of course.

Isn't that what
you do so well?

Well here, this
should cover the groceries.

I'll call
you tonight

about the appointment
for tomorrow.

- Congratulations.

You've gone a long
way on your $4.08.

- You're not doing
so bad yourself.

- What is that
supposed to mean?

- Well, you're suggesting
I'm some sort of prostitute

with that $4.08 mark.
Well, counselor, so are you.

- So am I?

- That's right.
- A prostitute?

- Yes.

- Yes.
- Me?

- Excuse me
Ms. Linton.

Ms. Sondergaard's going to be
tied up for the next 20 minutes.

Would you mind waiting?

- No, I don't mind.
- Can I get you a coffee?

Something cold to drink?
- No.

No thank you.
- You'll excuse me now.

- [Gloria V.O.] [can't
believe it after all this time,

and it was so simple --
the culmination of my ambition.

I'm going to
be rich-- rich.

When Andrew gets through
with her it will all be over.

[music]

- [Gloria V.O.] I'm
going to be rich-- rich.

Rita has been too busy
making money to enjoy sex,

and Andrew
will turn her on.

[music]

[moaning]

- Oh yes.
Fuck me.

[moaning]

Oh, oh, oh yes.

Yes, come here
and suck my prick.

You want to suck
my hard prick, huh?

[moaning]

Oh yeah.

Such it deep
in your mouth.

Deep, yes.

Do you want
to fuck my ass?

Yeah, I'm coming.

You wanna
fuck it?

Fuck my ass,
come here.

I want you to fuck it.
I want you to put it in my ass now.

Yes, put
it in my ass.

C'mon put
it in deep.

Oh, it's big.
It's so big.

Yes, come on,
fuck it. Oh yes.

Oh,
you're quick.

[moans]

Oh, put
it in deep.

Ahh, fuck me.

I like being fucked,
you know that.

- Is my
cock petty?

- I just want to suck it.
[moaning]

- Yeah, suck it.

- Yeah, fuck it.

Fuckit
so good.

You know you're
all big enough.

[moaning]
- Is your pussy tingling?

- I love it, yes.
I love all your pricks.

- Does it feel good?
- Yes.

You make
it so hot.

Ohhh,
[moaning]

Oh, your prick
tastes so good.

I want you to
come all over me.

I want you all
to come on me.

- Come on you, baby?
- Yes, come all over me.

[moaning]
[gentle music]

Oh, come
all over me.

Oh, you've covered me
with come. [chuckles]

Oh yes, it makes
me quiver all over

when you come
on me like that.

- That's crazy.

- You're my boys.

[music]

- Ms. Sondergaard will see you now.
- Thank you.

[footsteps clicking]

-Okay, now
let's talk business.

[music]

And I'm
no prostitute.

Four years through law school
working as a pizza waitress.

Not to mention two
years of junior college.

I'm only trying
to survive.

- Mind your manners.

And don't go name-calling others, who
are just trying to do the same thing.

- I don't
sell my body!

- You sell your mind
and that's worse.

- Gloria wants me to cook,
all right, I'll cook.

If you eat this,
you'll eat anything.

[music]

To the
kidney sauté,

guaranteed to make you
get it up in the morning.

- Thank you.
- Into a life of deception,

hypocrisy, and money.

- If that's the case, Counselor,
you'd better have some yourself.

[odd whistling sound]

[loud popping]

[gentle music]

[laughter]

What happened
to deception?

- It blew up,
and money?

[laughter]

Oh, my God.

[laughs]

Look at everything.

Your pants.

I'll have to have them
cleaned by tomorrow.

Look, take them
off and I'll--

- No, no, no, no.

First Salome,
then Hathaway.

They all wanna
clean my clothes.

From now on, I'm going
to clean my own clothes.

[laughs]
- All right.

I'll let you clean
them yourself.

I'm sorry about calling
you a prostitute.

I was all wrong
about you.

- I'm sorry about
what I said to you.

There's one
thing for sure.

- What's that?

- You and I,
we're both alike.

[soft music]

- [Andrew V.O.] This
woman sure fooled me.

She didn't even look
like a woman at first.

Now, my God,
she gets me hot.

I love
big tits.

Clothes she wears,

she hides them.

[heavy breathing]

[gentle music]

Oh, I love
to fuck her.

Fuck her.

Fuck her.

My cock
is so hard.

Oh, I love
her smell.

Can't get
enough of her.

[gentle music]

[moaning]

Oh, look at
those boobs.

Oh, baby.

Oh, Luana.

Luana.

Oh, you're
making me come.

[moaning]
[heavy breathing]

- Tomorrow, you'll
go back to Gloria.

I have this terrible feeling
I'll never see you again.

[background chatter]

- I would like to introduce
Mr. Andrew Buran.

[locks clicking]

Andrew, you certainly don't intend
to demonstrate the product here, do you?

- It only
takes a minute.

- Andrew, you
should have privacy.

- You'll notice that this display
makes our product look

complicated, stuffy,
like a legal library.

No supermarket shopper
in his right mind will

look at this display for
more than two seconds.

- Go on.

- The volumes themselves,
however, are prepared

in an easy yet
informative style.

Change the sales campaign
to a single book on a stand.

Open it, so the customer
can flip through the pages

and see
the ease of it.

And above the book, a sign
reading, the simple facts.

- I like it.

How about you, David?
- I like it, too.

- Andrew, don't just
walk away like that.

- I quit,
Miss Linton.

- You just made an important sale.
- A fluke.

I'll drop by your office
to pick up my commission.

[street noise]

[gentle music]

[funk theme]