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- My name's Lia. - Mine's Tina.

- What are you going to do now? - I don't know.

Now that everyone's gone...

Well I'm young, hot and pissed off!

I too am young, hot and a little pissed off.

But don't know what to do.

What about those two?

They're not coming back.

BEING TWENTY

I WAS 20. NO ONE CAN EVER TELL ME IT WAS THE BEST TIME OF OUR LIVES

- How did your summer go? - I was with the gang.

I know, but was anyone getting laid before I got there?

- What did you say? - Was anyone getting laid?

- I really don't know. - How can that be?

I didn't. I was with the gang.

Now I get the picture...

Group dancing, talking, boredom, swimming...

Doesn't anyone ever get laid here?

Look at those wheels!

- How about a lift to Rome? - Is that proper female behaviour?

We've had our thumbs out for an hour now.

Is that reason to act like whores?

Actually, whores have more tact!

- We don't have bus money. - Is that an excuse?

Or an expensive car!

You look like a poodle.

Here, now get off the streets.

I'm surprised some guy hasn't picked you up.

You silly fool! What are you doing?

- Hands off my girl! - Are you a dyke?

Don't make me laugh!

I should be pissed off at her!

You're not getting pissed off at anyone!

This is the thanks we get!

For what? Driving around, preaching morality in a sports car?

It isn't morality.

It isn't? Then what the fuck is it?

"That's no excuse to act like whores, whores have more tact,

funny no guy's picked you up!"

Are you trying to pick us up?

Fine, I get your point.

Are you sure you got it?

You can have your money back.

Go and get laid for a change, it's good for you!

I know other chicks like them.

Making women hate men, acting cocky...

Maybe "cocky" isn't the right word!

Look, it's a truck!

How about a lift?

All right, hop in back.

Hit it, Chauffeur!

Listen up.

- Are you hungry? - Starving!

- Lunch is on me. - You've got money?

No! But it's on me anyway!

- I'll get the cart. - No, I will.

This looks good!

Where's the bread?

Look here!

That's good!

This for starters.

- Watch out! - Smart!

- Where's the bread? - I don't know.

- Here it is. - Grab some.

Sandwiches coming right up.

We're being watched.

Supermarket guards are always old men in suits.

Slow and hesitant...

- This is good. - I must have been hungry.

Multinational company hitmen only care if you steal furs.

- Two girls are eating our products. - That's not allowed!

Here they come, we'd better go.

Put everything you can in the bag!

Hurry!

Stop, thieves!

Can you hold this a second?

Catch!

Here!

Your turn!

I'm so sorry, Miss.

Move over!

Sweetheart!

Coffee's on me.

- Two coffees, please. - Pay first.

Mind your own business.

I get off at 4:00.

The coffee's on me, but I want to see you later.

I don't think we can wait until 4:00.

Miss Fiorenza, the ladies had two coffees.

He said if we waited for him, he'd pay for the coffee.

He said he gets off at 4:00.

Who do you think you are, the boss?

I'll take care of it.

Hello, a pack of Marlboro's for a blow job.

- Did you say "Marlboro"? - I said "blow job".

No, thank you.

- But I insist. - Thanks, anyway.

- Hi, where's Piazza Dante? - The first left.

- Is this Piazza Dante? - Yes.

- Where's number 21? - People don't have addresses here!

- What are you looking for? - A commune.

- A what? - Lots of people live there.

A chubby guy from Naples who wears long dresses.

I know! That place full of queers, whores and druggies?

It's right over there.

- Are you actually going there? - Yes.

Just what we need...

- Is this Nazariota's commune? - Yes.

- Finally! - Why, are you going there too?

Then I'm leaving.

I hope you do.

And I hope you leave too.

"Come stay with Nazariota."

"Careful, idiots are watching you."

"My name's Rico and I live in Piazza Dante, 21."

Come on!

This guy is just my type...

It's pointless, he's tripping.

If you keep kissing him, you'll get high too!

- Where's Nazariota? - Over there.

He said he'll wait till tomorrow, or else...

Or else what? I don't have any money.

What kind of reasoning is that?

Peace and evil. You looking for me?

Hi, you look great.

You look great too.

- What's wrong? - I've never even met you.

Wow, she's spunky!

Lia, he doesn't remember you.

You don't remember? At the Riviera, six months ago.

Right!

- He doesn't remember... - There are too many of you!

I kept my promise, I came to see you.

This is Silvia, we'd like to stay here a while.

Of course, why not? But now there's a fee to pay.

A fee? Communes can't charge fees!

- What is this, a hotel? - It's a family-run guest house.

Communes are a thing from the past.

We have to pay electricity, water, gas, solid waste removal.

Solid waste removal?

Rubbish! Didn't you see it by the door?

We're flat broke here!

- But we don't have any money. - You'll pay...

What do you know how to do?

We are young, hot and pissed off.

Can you cook or sweep the floor? Can you do those things?

Then that's how you pay. Now I have to go because...

- Where do we sleep? - Wherever you want.

Okay, go on now.

- Let's go find a bed. - All right.

One male, two males, three males, four males...

Wow, all these males! We'll definitely get laid here!

- Where should we sleep? - On top of them, right?

But they stink! Probably haven't bathed since birth.

These guys are all stoned and there's no room.

We'll have to find an uncrowded corner.

When we want sex, we go to the other room.

And then come here to get high!

Let's go look at the babies.

- How cute! - What is this, a nursery?

I'm Patrizia, how are you?

Fine!

They're triplets. Marco, Luca and Tino.

Which one is which?

They're easy to tell apart, they're all different.

I gave birth to all three.

This is Marco.

This is Luca.

And the one you're holding is Tino.

- Tino's the smallest. - How the hell did you manage?

How did they fit in you?

I just wanted to experience motherhood.

Then I had three, what could I do?

Well, now you can count on me.

Thanks, but I wouldn't sleep in here if I were you.

I'm inexperienced and they whine all day.

- Were they born brats? - No!

No, it's me. I don't know what to do.

Let's go find a bed, see you later.

- I'll stop by later. - Thanks.

Right... me too... No doubt...

This is where we'll sleep.

Look at this guy, he's a statue.

This is the best room yet.

And he looks harmless.

Well, he's better than triplets.

You're sleeping in the same room as him?

- You said you were leaving. - Couldn't find anything else.

Firm as a melon!

- It's the tight jeans. - If you say so...

Feeling good...

A little touchy, aren't we? Well, calm down!

If you want, I'll calm you down.

Then I'll calm you down too.

You see me dressed like this, but I'm a real stallion.

Don't judge a book by its cover, so just try me!

- You? - Don't you trust me?

- Scram, creep. - How about it?

You just turned me off!

You're lucky, because after me you won't want it from anyone else!

Beat it, creep!

- I'm going. - Thank God.

Peace and evil!

You've settled in here, have you?

Who am I?

How am I supposed to know if you don't?

Look at this guy, hasn't moved in three months.

Doesn't eat, drink or sleep.

He's practically invisible.

He gave up everything.

Gave up what?

The pleasures of life, of the flesh and of sex!

And you two look like girls

who are inclined towards these pleasures.

So I could use your help.

- With what? - Satisfying desires.

I have nothing to offer this commune.

Well, it's my job to manage this commune.

What if someone feels the need to "communicate"?

What do you want from us?

Your body, or her body, or someone else's or everyone's!

- Sounds like an orgy! - More or less!

Get it through your head that "communication" is necessary here.

And if someone wants to "communicate", you must comply.

Try and understand!

All right, as long as they're clean.

Of course, we can rinse off their balls in the basin.

Just stop complicating things, I have loans to pay off.

Where am I? My holiday's already ruined.

I admit I'm horny, and I can't wait to get laid

as long as I choose with whom.

I said we'd do it, but we don't have to.

No one's forcing us.

Thing! Does Nazariota profit from the commune?

From the drug dealers, or us whoring ourselves?

I'm not here with you.

Only my body is present.

I must be careful not to contaminate it.

So sings the Celestial Father.

Listen to him... Just go to India.

He wants to be pure in spirit. What's wrong with that?

I bet he's splits half with Nazariota.

That's how he makes money.

So why are you always alone and isolated?

I suffer here, all alone.

My soul is ridden with anxiety and torment.

This will hasten my arrival to the Celestial Father.

He will know when I'm ready.

I'm going to find cheerful company, this is too much.

What a drag!

I wonder if he's got an upper half!

I have to pee.

I could have sworn you'd be here!

- Are you sexophobic? - What?

- Do you know who Wilhelm Reich is? - The singer?

The writer, have you read "The Sexual Revolution"?

No, I did the revolution!

With who? Educate yourself!

They stink even more now.

Someone's awake!

Does anyone want to screw me?

Does anyone here fuck?

Why don't you just get high, sister?

It eliminates thoughts of copulation.

Sex is for people who don't know how to love.

Right! And you're a dickhead.

With all respect for dicks...

And no offence to druggies.

I'm such a bitch.

The half-man again.

What's that?

I stole milk from the Swedish girl to feed the babies.

Thanks.

- Have you seen my friend? - No.

Every time I need you I can't find you.

Two guys are in there waiting.

- I don't feel like it. - She doesn't?

Drink without thirst, eat without hunger,

sex without wanting... that separates humans from animals.

- What a drag! - Don't let it get to you.

What kind of commune is this?

Rent, impotency and you can't screw when you want.

- Nazariota has two guys for us. - I can only imagine!

Well, let's at least get some money out of it.

Your friend's looking for you.

- Are you stupid or just act it? - I act it.

- You're good at it. - Not everyone can.

I can't find my milk, who took it?

Did you take my milk?

I didn't even take milk from my mother's tits!

Stop staring at me.

- Nazariota sent us. - How's it going?

- Who's that? - Nazariota's dumb brother.

He's living here instead of in a psychiatry ward.

It's cheaper!

What does your Celestial Father say?

Look at them!

- Let's go out. - How about it?

No, thanks.

We'll be back, ready to go.

For what? A race?

- Do you get whores often? - Yes.

Only a whore would teach them that relationships are nonsense.

- We're going out. - Bye.

Lucky you.

Nothing in there, why do I end up with them?

I haven't had sex in a month, no one in this place is willing.

I'm losing my mind. Then these two show up.

I need satisfaction, these unfinished quickies aren't enough.

They upset my whole day and I feel terrible afterwards!

We can do it.

There's no reason to resort to that.

Men like to get on women, not get with them.

Well we can get together.

I've never been with a woman.

I've fooled around and been propositioned...

Only men's bodies turn me on.

I like men too.

All right, who cares... I might like it with you.

I'm not asking you for much.

You can make your film wherever you want.

I'm only asking for 50,000 liras.

I'll give you fuck all!

It's no film, it's an analytical look at human relationships,

the individual's need for absolute freedom, you idiot!

- There's "Peace and Evil". - Relax.

I'm going to kick him in the balls!

At least give something to these girls to make me look good.

Just get out of here.

At least admit that I manage this place!

- Go! - Damn you!

- What are we supposed to do? - Not "do" but "be"!

Tell me about yourselves, who you are and what you've done.

- The truth? - And nothing more.

- I ask nothing else. - Then let's do it.

Rolling, action!

Tell me what your names are.

- I'm Lia. - My name is Tina.

Tell me what made you leave home.

Why did you break with your family?

Their attempt to make me be a good housekeeper.

Next to virginity, it's what my parents care about most.

My father works for Customs.

What he likes most about my mother is that she's a penny pincher.

She wasn't tight, she just did it to make him happy.

I can just see her at the store, counting her change.

Dealing with what people thought of her.

She had to be happy saving money!

So she could give it to my son-of-a-bitch father!

Day by day he made a fortune off my mother's dignity!

He turned her into him, and I was living with two strangers!

What does it matter now, you have your own life.

You left in time from being fucked up by their mentality.

Why are you so angry? They haven't even come after you.

Luckily!

Ever since they found out I'm a sex maniac!

You know what? At least something happened to you.

Sure, you lived a life that wasn't for you.

But you dealt with it, you rebelled.

While my past is empty.

I lived in an orphanage until I was 13.

No memories, nothing ever happened.

Thirteen empty years.

Nothing but civil and lenient nuns.

And unloving!

Then three more years as a janitor at a Catholic boarding school.

Wake-up time at 6:00 am, bedtime at 6:00 pm.

Nothing but apathy and politeness.

Not a single human relationship.

Not a single word.

- Did you run away? - No, of course not.

At 16, I was sent to work for an old spinster in a small town.

Imagine a woman who's not young or old in a small town.

I can imagine.

No, you can't.

As soon as I turned 18, I left. It's been 2 years now.

What experiences have you had?

One year isn't enough.

When did you start having sex?

Have sex? Is that what you call it?

That old spinster used to make me masturbate her.

I didn't understand it.

I just considered it part of my job there.

She was aware of that and took advantage of me.

What a rip off! What about men?

I've been with a few, but it's the same thing to me.

I don't care about sex, I do it if it comes along.

You don't care? I definitely care!

I care about it more than anything!

I can live without it, but I believe it is owed to me!

And therefore I demand it!

- That's all. - All right, thanks.

You there.

Go sit down with everyone else.

And listen up carefully.

As you already know,

all the ideologies and religions man has invented over the centuries

have all failed.

But it finally reached this unbearable level

when Christianity, Marxism and psychoanalysis

created general and personal conditions

that are conducive to schizophrenia.

Doesn't the Celestial Father ever get bored?

What are you doing here?

- Got a joint? - No, sorry.

I haven't got anything.

Excuse me!

Don't let anyone in.

You never get to be alone here.

I realize the commune is a common space but...

You want to have your space

with me inside and him outside.

And everyone else is looking for room

to run around in.

And you'd rather trip.

I haven't tripped in two days and what have I found?

Might as well...

Everything we say and hear

and see...

is all shit.

- Getting high? - That too.

What do you do?

Guess what we're going to do...

You will now see a presentation of Valerie Solanas' "Scum".

One day, due to a genetic mutation an abnormal woman was born.

A walking monster, an emotionally deficient being.

Selfish, subnormal and obsessed by its own sexuality.

Aware of its own vileness.

Needing to conceal its incapacity in both work and war.

Unsuitable and lacking the necessary aggression.

Slovenly as a lover, in other words, a bragger.

A pip-squeak with dysfunctional femininity that despises women.

That is man!

Man! Man! Destroy the beast!

I used to like having sex.

I always wanted girls like you.

Who liked sex too.

Let's start a movement of superwomen who use criminal methods

to kill scores of men

and destroy this work and hierarchy-based society.

And uses any reasonable men

as an anti-viral function.

The ones who are aware of their subnormal nature.

Let us found a matriarchal society

free from that need of sex and reproduction

that men are servants to.

All new ideas create feelings of confusion.

We shall continue this debate

and provide other opinions here on "Giving the World to Women".

This is a non-profit investigative film.

We only tell the truth.

Feminism is too serious to let feminists handle it.

You're a feminist, what do you think of matriarchalism?

If I were Ulrike Meinhof,

I wouldn't leave Andreas Baader to listen to Solanas.

If there were only women,

I could support Jacqueline Kennedy

instead of Guevara, understand?

I'm out of here...

Jacqueline Kennedy... Che Guevara...

"Beader" Meinhof... Who the fuck...

Like the Holy Spirit, he's everywhere!

Who left him there?

- Everything okay? - Just great.

And he's staying here with me.

And no more of your men.

Because your men are disgusting!

Everyone has a right to make their own decisions.

There is more than one way to help out the commune.

Like going house to house and selling encyclopaedias.

- Encyclopaedias? - You have to sell them.

And you get 10,000 liras for each subscription sold.

Why don't we just whore ourselves to reluctant buyers?

Of course not!

I'll only send you to the richer neighbourhoods.

- How does that sound? - All right.

I'll go and get the things you...

If you go out like that, you'll definitely sell more...

Hooray!

Look what she's got!

Come see, it's a surprise!

Get up and come over here.

It's those books you saw the advert for on TV.

I called for them to come. Didn't you like the illustrations?

I promised I'd buy it for you.

- How much is it? - What?

- How much is it? - Cash or financing?

Cash!

500,000 liras plus VAT. Here...

Name and address and check off "cash".

- Is a cheque okay? - I'd even take a piece of paper.

Hear that? Your dad's an important man!

Happy?

You can get some culture into you.

- Here you are. - Thanks and goodbye!

Goodbye to you too!

Later, loser!

How long have you had this job?

I started this morning.

Would you like a subscription?

There's something else I'd like...

How much do you make off your sales?

10,000 for each sale.

One is for the encyclopaedias.

And one is for you.

Buy something nice for yourself.

Hold on, I'm coming!

Hooray!

Go and get Professor Affetati, tell him it's about the encyclopaedia.

What are you staring at?

- I'll get the professor. - You do that.

Good day, Professor!

I always thought that to sell an encyclopaedia to me...

they'd at least send another professor.

Anyway, have a seat.

You're dismissed.

I've already bought these! I've read them already.

I was hoping to discuss these a while...

Nonetheless, I must admit...

I'm pleased to see a young girl interested in culture.

Yes, my father is very proud of me.

Especially in these times when your peers...

are all a bunch of misfits!

I know, that's what my priest always says.

Good for you! I see you're on the right track!

Well, it's a good edition. I'll take it.

Even though I'm against their choice of philologist editors!

I've dedicated my life to that field.

- As well as publishing. - You're a writer?

I prefer the term: "opinion-maker".

Cultured men fascinate me!

Culture in itself is fascinating.

You are fascinating!

And cultured and self-confident.

Do you like my trousers?

Mother says they're a perfect fit.

Well... they fit perfectly.

But I'm one of those men who consider women in trousers...

...slightly unnatural. - Really?

I find them...

modestly... "absitiniuria", naturally.

- Really? - I'm sure you find them practical.

Participating in culture... and the spreading of ideas...

Please go on!

I get goosepimples every time you say "culture".

Culture?

My dear, culture... Culture!

You know you remind me of Ottilie...

Wolfgang's character... Goethe, that is.

You shouldn't have tried to pay me.

I'm sorry.

I believe all great geniuses

brought female characters to life...

who manage to elevate their existence and sensuality...

by means of culture.

I believe intense romantic content can make up for...

Make up for what?

It doesn't...

Will you sign the cheque please?

Straight away!

The cheque...

Well, actually... culture...

You see, my dear... culture...

Culture is...

- Say "culture"! - Culture...

Again!

Culture.

If you should so desire...

- Say it. - Culture.

- I would be happy... - I am happy.

Happiness wants company.

- Say "culture"! - Culture!

- Stay there! - Culture.

Stay there!

I am young, hot and pissed off.

You old goat! What would Wolfgang say?

Goethe, that is!

Give him two pills.

And give him a hand job before he loses his mind.

Hi, we're millionaires!

I'll have Fernet Branca on ice.

- I sold two and there's still time. - I don't want to.

- Why? Are you tired of it? - No.

We'll do the next one together.

Did someone give you trouble?

It went fine for me, I had fun.

Hello. Please come in.

Go on!

- Who are you? - A retired Treasury worker.

I should introduce myself.

- We're here about the encyclopaedias. - I've been expecting you.

Are you a book collector?

I horde them, I devour them.

It's the only thing I do in retirement.

The one and only thing?

I was married.

Is this her?

That woman sucked the joy and will to live from my life.

And she tried so hard that in the end...

she gave her life doing it.

You see, ladies...

I would be very upset if you were prostitutes...

disguised as booksellers.

First I'd like to see what you brought.

We can discuss that later.

You're too sad of a sight right now.

Yes, I am quite stressed.

Can you feel my heart pounding?

Yet I'm healthy and my heart is strong.

I've never had two young girls hold me like this.

Just that stinky old whale of a wife for 30 years...

And a few whores.

I always give without receiving.

I can tell you're not prostitutes.

You're spontaneous!

And you look happy!

Are you sure there's nothing you want from me?

And you're doing this to make me happy?

Because I already am happy.

You... can't find happiness.

Your heart is corrupt.

You're injured, materialistic and slaves of your desires.

Prisoners of your broken dreams.

But the human spirit living in your bodies

can only be satisfied by a radical union

with the Great Spirit Creator.

His is the Kingdom of Love.

God is Love!

The Lover of all lovers.

What a nice speech!

Take them away! Arrest them!

- There are triplet babies! - Arrest them too.

Get those babies!

My babies! Don't touch my babies!

Don't touch my guitar!

- Drugs! - Yes.

I'll take it in, get ready for the questioning.

Michele Palombo, we will not allow you

to keep this dump open just because you promise to stay out of politics!

You'd tell us if you turned political, or if there were drugs!

What are we going to do now?

I'll send you back to your redneck town!

I don't even know...

You should be aware of who sets foot in your dump!

You're supposed to report all guests!

But I'm no informer.

You have a criminal record!

You're a crook yet you are too good to be an informer?

A crook because of two bad cheques?

Two bad cheques?

You knew those cheques were bad!

It's called fraud!

You know perfectly well it was honest business gone bad.

- Honest? - Yes!

It was honest business that went bad because... it was honest.

I guess honesty isn't your thing.

- That was a good one! - Good, my ass!

This is your third warning!

Either keep that den clean of druggies and subversives

or you're getting deported back to your hometown.

People used to come for a couple of months.

Now they come for 2 days, there's no time to get to know them!

Times have changed!

Then we might as well just close you down!

- Not that! - Yes that!

You know who that whore is with the triplets?

Maybe they brought the drugs.

- I definitely rule that out. - You can't, you piece of shit!

You'd better hope so because

if your old tenants brought those drugs in there,

I'll get you for aiding and abetting!

Who are your new tenants, tell me!

The two girls, Rico, single mother and the son of God.

What God? What son?

That one in white, the pacifist.

Pacifists are always the worst ones!

All terrorists were once pacifists.

Bring in the ones he mentioned, the other ones get out tomorrow.

- Can I go now? - You can go behind bars!

And if I don't get to the bottom of this,

you're going back to your hometown for fuck's sake!

Your turn, get in there!

What is this, Halloween? You can't go around like that!

There are laws! What's your name, what do you do?

Argiumas...

is my name.

Argiumas? What kind of name is that?

Are you Greek?

Argiumas what? Do you have a police record?

Have you ever had trouble with the law?

Don't ask my civilian name, as you call it.

It no longer belongs to me, I try to forget it.

Come on you clown, what's your name?

Argiumas... is my name.

Here!

What does "here" mean?

Tell me your name now and give me your identification!

I'm looking for the Being inside of each being.

Because we all seek shelter in ourselves.

The sublime Friend we don't know!

I'm in search of the sublime Being!

What the hell's he saying?

Be quiet.

I might even find him here.

You won't find him here!

He resides in the intimate part of each of us.

Very few can find Him.

Do not use God's name in vain!

He who sacrifices his dreams for the Supreme Being,

the origin of all things,

reaches perfection through sacrifice.

Are you in the CIA?

My partner says your sect is financed by the CIA.

Is it true? What the hell are you after?

I'm after the Sublime Being.

The soul who finds the Sublime Being

will be free from birth

and death!

And shall drink from the cup of immortality.

Get this CIA spy out of here right now!

Don't go saying those things in public!

Bring in the other druggies.

Just calm down!

I'm here, you have to trust me!

- Well? - Are you a druggie?

Can't you read?

Watch your tone of voice!

Ask me again.

Now you're being reasonable. Are you a druggie?

It says right there.

I can already see you're not all there.

- What's your profession? - I am all there.

Answer me, what's your profession?

None.

- Then how do you get by, parasite! - I'm a parasite!

- How do you buy your drugs? - They're free.

- Drugs cost money! - I know.

Your suppliers...

Where do they get drugs, who are they?

Everyone knows them.

I know them, my suppliers know them,

and you know them too.

Yet you do nothing about it.

- Not you, but the establishment. - Establishment?

Nonsense, the same old nonsense!

That was the fad a few years ago.

Catch up with the times, you're ideologically behind!

And you're ahead of the times?

They're going to send us back to our hometowns.

What will become of you and them?

I don't know.

Do you have a place to go?

What can I do to help you?

I don't know.

Have you ever seen Michele Palombo with political propaganda?

- Who's Michele Palombo? - Nazariota!

He's the commune boss, your boss.

I don't understand the word "boss".

Have you seen him with suspicious people?

I don't distinguish between suspicious and non-suspicious people.

You and all those commune people are suspicious!

Got it?

I don't see what goes on around me.

You can't act like a mafioso.

"I saw nothing, I was sleeping..."

You're the mafioso.

You little prick!

Go talk to your slut mother that way!

Drugs were found there and that's illegal.

That means someone brought it there!

Sit down.

You got pissed off because of my tone of voice.

And not because I called you "mafioso".

If you're curious if someone in the commune is a terrorist,

ask your informer, because I don't know.

- Cigarette? - Is it laced?

Very funny.

Do you know who the father of those triplets is?

I heard you have a degree and a teaching certificate.

So you were politically active!

Don't you regret what you left behind?

- Not a single regret? - Yes, maybe one.

That I didn't assassinate oppressors.

Get him out of here!

And bring Shorty in here.

Just trust me and relax.

He's good at faking seizures!

He always does that!

Okay, you can let go now.

You're wasting your time with these losers.

They're not worth crap.

The drugs were in the mother's room!

It wasn't hers, or the full-time residents'.

What do you mean?

Did they knock the wind out of you? Can I help?

No, it's nothing. It will pass...

Maybe they're beating Shorty up too.

Don't waste your time with that clown and that druggie Rico.

Maybe the two new girls brought it in.

Tina and Lia? They're a couple of airheads.

But I guess, now that you say that...

You'd better send them home, they might turn into terrorists.

Okay, let's get this over with...

You two get up.

Put those babies down.

Get moving!

They're gone now, you can stop.

I'm not wasting time with you, I'm deporting you from Rome.

Fill out the forms, I'm going to see the chief.

- Can he get us free movie tickets? - Button up, you slut.

Sign these deportation papers.

Report to the police chief in your hometown tomorrow

before midnight.

You'll be leaving together.

I didn't file loitering charges.

Just unemployment and homelessness charges.

But if you're not in your hometown by midnight tomorrow,

you'll be arrested for neglecting deportation orders.

Then you'll both be behind bars.

Now sign this.

You too.

You're dismissed.

We are young, hot and even more pissed off than ever!

Come in!

Do you shave with a blade or an electric razor?

Electric razor.

Then take this talcum powder home with you.

You'll need it tomorrow morning.

I'm sending your ass back to that backwards redneck town of yours.

You waste of life! One fuck-up after another.

Lieutenant...

I hope you're not collaborating with that damn Shorty.

You give him fake drugs, he plants it,

then you come out a hero.

Then you split the special fund account.

Am I right?

I'm just kidding!

But I want you to close that commune down.

Close it down, nobody big goes there.

Find something else.

Somewhere else, get to work!

Instead of interfering with the police labour union.

Got it?

Get out of here!

You'd better get out now.

You'll find another ride at that restaurant.

Thanks!

Are you hungry? Let's eat and then find a lift.

I'm not hungry.

I'm starving...

I wonder if I'll see Rico again.

I liked him, did you?

I liked him too, you'll meet again.

There's the restaurant!

Wow, there's a jukebox!

- Do you want a sandwich too? - Yes.

But first I want to dance!

- Are those two prostitutes? - No, just two sluts from the city.

What's in it?

I don't like this kind!

Are you two hitchhiking?

- Are you heading South? - No.

- But we can take you. - You'd be that kind?

They're giving us a lift!

Do you want to sit down at our table?

No, thanks. I'd rather dance.

They're just a couple of sluts.

She did it on purpose!

Watch your balls!

They're bad dancers.

Listen here...

- Are you women? - As much as you're a man.

They haven't had the right man yet.

They're just doing it to get a reaction.

But they've got nice bodies!

Go give it to them.

I smell trouble...

Knock it off, what the hell are you after?

How much should we give them?

50,000 liras.

I know it's not much, but we'll make you come.

- 50,000 liras. - I'll pay you.

Here's 50,000 for the ten of you to jack off.

I'm paying you.

A woman can't even dance, what an awful world we live in.

It's right over here.

It must be at least a kilometre!

- How much farther is the motorway? - It's not far.

Can you hear that?

It's probably just birds.

- Are you sure this is right? - Yes, the motorway's over here.

It's probably just some stray dogs.

Don't be afraid.

There it is, let's get the next car that goes by.

Civilization!

There's a car, I hope someone stops.

It's those men from the restaurant!

Run!

Wait for me!

Hurry up!

Leave us alone, what do you want?

What do you want from us?

Let go of me!

You'd better cooperate.

Don't worry.

What beautiful hair.

So silky smooth...

You're so pale...

You start.

You bastards, stop it!

What do you want from us?

- Is this what you want? - No, Tina!

I can't take it anymore.

These sluts were leading us on back there.

So now we have a right to enjoy them.

You know what their moves meant?

That they despise men!

So now we'll show them...

Do you like watching, you pig!

You're the worst of them all.

- Bring her to me. - No!

Let her go!

Teases!

Subtitles by: Laser S. Film s.r.I. - ROME

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