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Thank you.

Hey.

Thank you.

There is a legendary castle in Eastern Europe, a classic battlement whose

history is dotted not with violence, but rather with the wild sexual escapades

of the lords and ladies, mistresses and princes, wenches and don juans who have

called the place home for the last 500 years.

It's truly a house of physical delight.

Legend has it that no one can enter the castle without being swept up in the

sexual atmosphere.

The history of the place is so erotically charged that once anyone

their personalities undergo incredible change by sheer force of erotic will.

Once inside, the timid become adventurous, and the adventurous lose it

search of sexual pleasure.

That is according to the ancient diary, which is a record of all the sexual

exploits of the place.

Legend has it that just reading the diary is enough to make one lose

in sexual fantasy.

This is, of course, utter nonsense.

My research group will explore the castle and discover how much the sexual

history has affected the people who live there, if at all.

I saw the Countess again today.

We stole a moment together in the garden.

So erotic about that.

My lips traced the inside of her throat.

Tasted her perfume.

As I worked my way downward, my mouth

found her breasts, their gentle swelling,

and I kissed them.

I gently massaged them, causing her chest to heave up and down, her ripe and

delicious fullness filling my hands.

My mouth watered, I hungered to taste her.

As I kissed down her soft skin, I could feel the curve of her waist, the

roundness of her hips, the tension of her thighs.

There was a fire in her burning, moist, sweet.

As I kissed that fire long and deep, she moaned with pleasure.

I became lost in her.

As my tongue immersed in her domain of passion, I could feel her tremble with

excitement.

She ran her fingers through my hair, holding tight, her appetite

Her arousal heightened until she exploded in a whirlwind of ecstasy that

into a pool of pure contentment.

Okay, Carol, you got carried away.

Fine.

Everyone does once in a while, and that was your time.

But that's all it was.

Doctor, I'm a little confused.

Why are you showing us this property instead of the real estate agent?

I'm acting as representative for the estate, and I'll be screening all of

I have a bank letter of credit. What more do I need to qualify?

That's what we're here to find out.

I've heard about the legends of this place.

Cross the threshold and you turn into some sort of sex maniac, right?

We haven't crossed the threshold yet, but I doubt it.

However, I do have very specific guidelines as to what the owners are

for in a buyer.

Are we the only ones being inspected?

No, there are two other prospective buyers.

Fine with me.

Competition gets my blood flowing.

Let's hope so.

That's not so imposing.

I thought I was supposed to be erotic.

I don't feel anything. Can we get down to business? Is this place for sale or

not? Promise. My bank won't turn it into a convent. Take it easy. You all get

your chance.

But we must follow the rules set down by the owners.

Dr. Sharp, hello.

I'm T .J. Johansson. This is Eric. Remember the rules. No last names. No.

those numbers are unacceptable.

Tell Perkins that the current standard won't support that kind of investment.

No, the margin's too slim.

This is Nikki, Michelle, and Larissa. Call me Ms. Anonymous.

It's important that we start with a clean slate. You'll all get to know each

other soon enough.

TJ, could you and Eric help me with this equipment?

Uh, did you want to review our financial statements first?

I think the doctor's interested in more than your portfolio.

Could you give me a hand, please?

Sure thing.

So are you telling me that our sexual lives are going to determine which bit

accepted?

I'm dead.

We just need to make sure that the castle goes to someone who will

it.

Look, I'm just here to close the deal. I don't plan on moving in.

That's fine, but the way you feel about it will influence any decisions you make

with the place.

Yeah, I'm supposed to close the deal too, so let's do this.

What do you want to know? My, uh...

First multiple orgasm or some of my imaginary playmates?

That's what I love, shy women.

You all have two things in common.

One, you've all put your sex drives on hold in order to concentrate on your

career. And number two, none of you have had any sexual interaction for more

than a year.

How do you know all that? It was submitted in the profiles with your

The owners did a very thorough screening.

I thought some of those questions were damn personal.

Yeah, but you answered them because you wanted to crack at this place just like

the rest of us.

The point is that you've all put your personal lives on hold, and that makes

perfect for testing the sexual energy of the castle.

You'll all be exposed to erotic legends set down in the castle diary, and we'll

monitor for blood pressure and heart rate changes, and if there's any change

behavior at all, we'll have it on tape.

And then what?

And then I'll present this to the owners, and they'll decide who's most

appropriate to take over. And my institute will have data for its study

theory of the transference of sexual energy through the passage of time.

Doc, do you really believe that the sex life of the dead affects those of the

living? I wouldn't be here if I didn't.

What if the legend turns out to be bogus?

I look at it like any other scientific experiment.

There are no guaranteed results.

The objective is to collect as much data as possible.

Well, I can't fake a preeminent orgasm.

Don't forget we're being monitored.

Michelle, are you all right with this?

Look, Doc, we haven't got all year.

The first entry happened in this room over 500 years ago.

Now remember, if you begin to experience any kind of stimulation, don't fight

it. Just let it happen.

Nothing's going to happen.

That's what we're here to find out.

My name is Jean -Paul Grigore, and I've been the poet to the royal court for the

last three years.

Unhand me, you bastard! You can't silence the tongue of the people! Maybe

We can keep you quiet for 50 years.

Don't move!

Keep your eye on this one. He considers himself a political prisoner, shouted

from the rooftop. What else would you call this persecution?

Find me!

If this one gives you any trouble at all, you sound me alone.

Any trouble at all.

He'll be the model prisoner.

What are you

looking at?

I've never seen an anarchist before.

Artist.

Poet. A sort of inspiration that cuts with words.

But I'm not sure what you are.

The turn Kiyu decides when you eat, so you better watch your step.

Why would such a beautiful woman want this job?

My father's captain of the guard. He thought it would be a good job for me.

So he likes to spoil you.

You are dangerously close to a session on the rack.

I apologize. I'm new at being a prisoner.

You'll get used to it.

As many innocent men have before me, I'm sure.

Oh, every prisoner sings the same song, a claim of innocence.

I don't claim it, I am.

You didn't break the law.

I did break it.

A stupid, unjust law.

Why should people be denied beauty if that's what they want?

What is your idea of beauty?

The flesh of a woman.

The smell of her hair.

The taste of her mouth.

Now I know who you are.

I've read some of your poetry.

You belong right here.

Lock me up because I speak the truth?

I didn't say that.

Or lock me up because you're afraid of your own desires and I bring them out?

I didn't say that either.

Maybe you don't know as much as you think, poet.

Why haven't you ever written about that?

Oh, but I have.

Many times.

The way a kiss feels to you, perhaps.

But not the way it feels to her.

You've never written about what goes on in the shadows.

Huh.

My mind and body was entranced by these two beautiful mounds of flesh licking

and kissing each other, leaving no area untouched.

My mind would have been lost completely in fantasy as I imagined myself between

the two lovers. Except I spied something lying casually on the floor.

Although rusty, to me it was a golden promise of freedom.

Use the secret passage to the entry hall.

What do you know about gunpowder, poet?

I know the Chinese invented it, and we've had much use for it, I'm sorry to

Perhaps I'll have to use it again right now.

I wish you wouldn't.

Prisoners who attempt escape are always put to death. And what of the guards who

are careless enough to let them escape?

Seems we depended upon each other.

I'll spare your life, but you will return to your cell and on my terms.

Go.

This is why I think you should be locked up.

You're mine any time I want.

I've never met anyone like you two.

Do we inspire you?

Explore what you find in a shadow's poet.

You just might enjoy it.

I know I'd love to read it.

And I'd love to write it.

I thought as much.

Although I'll be spending the years ahead in a dungeon, the world of

erotic delight will still be mine.

And I'll spend my life setting down the sexual history of this place and those

who live, love, or are imprisoned here.

Well, Larissa, you got a reaction out of that.

Yeah, it was a cute bedtime story.

Wall Street got something out of it.

Yeah, a bit of dull local color.

So why do we need to move the equipment anyway?

I want you exposed to the atmosphere in all the rooms where the erotic episodes

originally took place.

That's a good reason.

in the cellar.

That goes in the report.

Hey, I felt something and I am not afraid to admit it. Be sure to make a

that in the report because my boss really wants this place.

Why don't you forget about the money for a while and concentrate on enjoying

yourself? I'll try, Doc.

Are you alright, Michelle?

Yeah, I'm just not quite as comfortable talking about some of the intimate

things as the others.

But this is all very interesting.

Well, maybe as time goes on, you'll feel more comfortable.

T .J., put the camera over there.

There is no electricity in this part of the castle, so we can tape, but we can't

monitor the heart and breathing.

Right over here?

This place has a really primitive feel to it, doesn't it?

Like a tacky paperback you read at the beach.

Yeah, exactly.

Shouldn't we be hearing the next entry by now?

Wall Street's in a hurry.

We're all in a hurry, aren't we?

I don't know. I've got time for another tale.

It wasn't about that poor guy in the dungeon, was it?

No. Different writers made different entries over the years in the diary.

Whenever anything erotic inspired them.

Queen Catherine ruled England with an iron hand. To defy her meant certain

death. Some say she had a heart of stone, but in truth she had a heart of

But no one to share it with.

You have a soft touch, Michelle.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

It must be hard not to lose your temper around me.

What do you mean, ma 'am?

I've set down some harsh laws, and the people hate me for it.

I've been your lady, and most grateful.

And you've always been so kind to me.

You don't hate me then?

No, ma 'am.

Then prove it.

Show your queen how you really feel. But what of the prince?

The prince is a failure in our wedding bed. I demand satisfaction and he cannot

give it to me.

Are you demanding that of me then?

No, I would like it to be your choice.

Apparently your heart lies elsewhere.

Do you have a lover?

Yes, and he's wonderful.

Then you, my dear, are a lady in waiting who is envied by her queen.

And I shall never admit to that again.

If you're here, please, come out and show yourself.

If you're here, please, show yourself.

I don't have much time.

Let's deal as much of each other as we can.

The queen knows I have a lover, and she may forbid me to see you.

Did she say that?

No, but I could tell that she was jealous.

I tried to describe you, but I couldn't. Remember, you must never see my face.

But I hate not knowing who you are.

We know each other, my dear.

And we know everything that we need to know.

Won't you please let me see your face?

Soon, my love.

Tell her you're all right.

Oh, yeah. Don't worry about me. I'm just a little out of breath.

I think she's catching on.

Getting turned on is more like it.

Remember the experiment.

Everyone feels what they feel.

The lady -in -waiting raced back inside, her heart lighter than air.

Go to the queen's chambers immediately.

She's furious with you.

You may enter.

Your Majesty?

Present yourself.

I've been trying to summon you for the better part of the afternoon.

Where were you?

I apologize, Your Majesty. I was taking a stroll in the garden and no one came

to fetch me.

Would you have come if they did?

Of course, Majesty.

Somehow I doubt that.

Not if you're in the arms of your masked lover.

I did not give you permission to raise your eyes, lower them.

You're a disgrace and you should be banished forever.

Anything but that, Majesty.

Anything.

Anything.

Your lover.

Did he bring you pleasure this afternoon? Did he satisfy you as he's

before?

I always enjoy our time together, Majesty. That is not what I asked.

Yes, Your Majesty, he was extraordinary.

Hmm.

I should like to find out for myself.

Have him report to my chambers at 8 o 'clock.

And I'll expect him to perform.

Yes, Majesty.

Will there be anything else?

Yes.

If your lover...

Does not satisfy me.

You will be exiled for the rest of your life.

I understand.

Good.

Just be sure he does also.

You may go.

I got your message, but I can't stay. The risk is too great.

The Queen knows, and she's probably watching us right now.

She would have me banished from this kingdom forever.

I have to do her a service.

Well, do it, for God's sakes.

It involves you.

That's fine. I'll agree to it, whatever it is.

I can't risk losing you.

No opinion?

You're lovely, Your Majesty.

I just wanted to hear you say it.

And your young man better think so as well.

I'm sure he will.

At your service, Majesty.

You are excused.

Come here.

Closer to me.

You seem to carry yourself well.

Shed your clothing.

I have but one request, Majesty.

That is that my identity be kept secret.

Discretion seems a good idea.

Now disrobe as I commanded you.

Your Majesty.

Impressive.

Thank you, Majesty.

When I want you to speak, I will tell you.

You may approach.

Stop.

Have you ever made love to a queen?

Treat all women as if they were queen, Majesty.

Diplomatically put.

You may come in.

I have one last command.

Majesty.

Forget I am your queen.

You're not going to protest?

No.

Because I love you, and you love me as well.

How dare you presume I... Theodore.

So how does it feel, Majesty, to not be able to recognize your own husband?

How would I?

You've never been this way with me before.

I always thought as if I was performing some sort of a royal duty.

I mean, where's the passion in that?

You certainly were passionate with me.

And with my lady -in -waiting as well.

Yes.

But don't blame her.

She took a lover, not being allowed to know who he was, and she devoted herself

to him fully, nevertheless.

And I chose a lover who thought of me as a man, not a prince.

I did that to you, didn't I?

Our unhappiness in the bedroom has spread beyond here and into the kingdom.

And we have a lot to fix old wrongs.

And I suppose I owe somebody thanks for bringing you back to me.

We both.

owe someone an apology and thanks.

This is for reuniting the royal couple.

We can't thank you enough.

But we certainly are going to try.

Dr. Carr?

Carol. Oh, Carol, are you with us?

I hope you were all making note of your reactions.

TJ, did we get all that on tape?

We've got it all on tape, Doc.

Yeah, especially your reactions, Doctor.

How does it feel to be a subject in your own experiment?

It's a little hot in here. Let's get out of here.

Willow. convene to the dining room.

Oh, good. That sounds like dinner.

I don't know why I'm so hungry.

I've worked up quite enough time for some.

This is what you wanted, isn't it, Doc?

For all of us to feel the heat of that book.

Hey, Wall Street.

Can I see you a minute?

It's a matter of calling range anyway.

How did you end up in this thing?

I was assigned to close a deal in the place same as you.

I just didn't think I'd have to get personally involved.

They said I fit the profile of someone who subliminated their sexual desires

money and career.

I suppose I fit the same profile.

Then how come you don't feel the same way I do?

I don't know if it's that diary or this place or what, but it's starting to get

to me.

Yeah, well, it's not getting to me.

That's not what your vibes are saying.

I don't want to have to wait for the doctor's permission to experiment.

Um, uh, Nikki, I, um... I think we're supposed to be monitored.

Yeah.

So, who do you have your eye on, Doc?

According to the rules of the experiment, I am not allowed to answer

question.

Why? Because I'm the subject and you're the doctor?

I mean, look, I came here on a business trip, and it's turned into a sex

experiment, so I think it's only fair I see how you feel about all this.

You made your point, Larissa.

I'm just saying that any coupling is possible tonight.

I mean, that's what they did in the diary, isn't it? Ah, yes.

God, the research have smiled upon us. Food!

Mmm!

Step yourself in now, because you're back on the monitors for dessert. What's

the next entry?

The next story takes place in the writing table.

Oh, great. We're going to freeze out there.

Couldn't we find some place where we can just be warm and comfortable and fat?

This dining room has history.

Naturally. So tell us. It'll make a great dinner conversation.

I'm making note of your textual curiosity for the report, but this isn't

official. We've still got to do it after dinner with the monitors.

It's a deal. I can even be your cameraman if you want.

A world torn apart has an odd way of bringing people together, even those

cross purposes.

And so it was on a winter's eve in 1917.

I've arrived just in time.

And with just what I need.

What would you do without me, my dear?

Much better, probably.

Oh, Teddy, why would you say such a thing?

Well, my leg has kept me from active duty at the front, so there's no glory

there.

There's not even a chance for you to be a glamorous war widow.

There's no chance for me to be a war widow because we're not married.

But... Dead lovers who sacrifice themselves can make for a fascinating

conversation at cocktail parties.

Oh, yes.

Dead heroes.

But I'm just a clerk in an intelligence office.

Not even worth looking at.

I looked at you.

And I liked what I saw.

And thank God that you did.

And you are a fascinating woman.

You know that we've been seeing each other for three weeks, and I still don't

know your last name.

We don't need last names to make love.

Now, let me finish the drink.

I'll get started on the martinis for Larissa and Eric.

I've bought an ocean of gin.

We'll need it, my sweet.

Quick, come in and warm yourself with a fire and a drink.

Ah, yes.

Young Eric.

You hang about on the doorstep, and the wolves come down from the mountains and

carry you off.

Yes, but if you didn't live in the wood like a hermit, it wouldn't matter.

Oh, yes, my refuge from the world's problems.

But if you're not careful, those problems will come knocking at your

promise. God, if we're going to start with politics already, I need a drink.

I need to freshen up.

Here we are.

You two get comfortable and

take all the time that you want.

I promise you won't be disturbed.

Right. And then you'll be ready for quite the interesting evening.

We're looking forward to it.

Until then.

Toodle -oo.

Bye.

There's only one thing on this trip I'm looking forward to.

We could have killed the spy the moment we entered this house.

That wouldn't have been very sporting, my dear.

Besides, we're not sure if she is Cleopatra.

Once we know, then we'll act.

Oh, you always know how to calm me, dear.

I

certainly

hope they have enough energy left over for dinner.

Dinner, then a round of truth or dare.

I didn't know we were playing a game tonight, love.

I adore a game.

I have it all planned.

Are you saying that in your work you've never had a moment's doubt that England

would be victorious?

Especially in my work.

Sure.

I'm not asking for national secrets.

But you're in the middle of it.

Seeing messages to the troops and letters to the Prime Minister before

else. Well, the truth of the matter is that the papers that I handle are very

low level.

Barely a secret at all.

Barely a secret at all? Mm -hmm.

Still, you've never received a single message that gave you the feeling that

Allies might lose this World War.

Well, if everyone does their duty and total security is maintained, I'm

we'll win.

That's a government issue statement if I ever heard one. You two be fair.

Theodore can't possibly reveal what he does on his job.

He could be shot for treason.

Mm -hmm.

That wouldn't do, would it?

Then we wouldn't get another dinner invitation.

Then it's settled. No more prying for secrets.

But they're so revealing and so much fun.

I'm glad you said that.

These are the dare slips.

You must do whatever's written on them if you choose not to tell the truth.

Oh, this takes me back to my school days.

Really?

Must have had quite a fun time then.

I don't know what Nicky's written on these, but I could just imagine.

Let's just say if we can't be honest one way, we'll be honest in another.

Well, that applies to you, too.

Truth or dare?

Truth. How many lovers have you had?

You don't have to answer that, dear. I think we struck a nerve.

Not with me.

Are you asking me how many men I've made love to?

Or how many at one time?

Oh.

I'll have to imagine the latter.

How many lovers in total over the years?

Not enough.

Until now.

Very well done. You dodged that bullet.

I'm not satisfied. I think you should take a dare.

Kit's the most attractive person in the room.

Ah.

This is getting rather exhilarating, isn't it?

Now it's Larissa's turn.

Truth or dare?

Truth. I don't have a thing to hide.

You think of yourself as honest, but would you betray one man or another?

No, never.

Why don't I believe you?

Because you seem to think I lead some sort of double life.

I hate to disappoint you, my dear, but my affection can only go to one man at a

time.

I mean, I've always found Teddy attractive, but I've never done anything

it.

Well, you can't get more truthful than that.

Let's just see.

Truth or dare, darling?

Dare. Truth seems a little bit dicey this evening.

Make love to a woman you've never loved before.

Well, that excludes me.

Larissa, this one's for you.

Um, this isn't for anyone, love.

Why the resistance?

Have you and Larissa actually been lovers behind mine and Eric's back?

Of course not.

Then seduce him.

You do like to be in control, don't you?

Honest enough for you? I think that's enough.

You're the only one who hasn't played, Eric.

Come on, darling. Do it.

Truth or dare?

All right, I'll join the fun.

Dare. Then take your chances.

So then who do you have to make love to?

No one.

I would say that you're screwed.

Well, what is it?

The receipt for a bank draft for half a million pounds.

The draft that Eric gave you, darling.

So clear, Patrick.

You've shown yourself at last.

And so have you.

No hidden weapons, I take it.

So what happens now?

First, I take care of the little clerk who sold out his country for half a

million pounds.

Then?

I deal with the man who wrote the check.

I know you adore martinis, dear.

So I'll make this as easy as possible.

Cheers.

This is an incredible accusation, darling.

You know me. I'm just a little man that sits behind a desk.

The perfect mole.

Everyone trusts you. No one would suspect you as selling national secrets.

I trusted you.

Beware of women who become your lover so quickly.

They may have a hidden agenda.

Drink.

Well, I guess this is more civilized, isn't it?

Cheers, Cleopatra.

Let's go to another hit.

Before you shoot, there's something you should know.

If that's your contact, I wouldn't tell him your mission's accomplished.

Not until you've heard what we have to say.

I better get that.

Someone might want to give me one last order.

Yes?

Are you sure?

Thank you.

I'll report to the home office next week.

Well, seems we have a situation.

You're about to make a terrible mistake.

Not really, but the dynamic has changed.

The war's over. The armistice was signed this morning.

What?

So it seems we're all out of work.

And you don't have to shoot, Cleopatra. I wasn't going to kill you.

Not someone as beautiful as you.

Call me sentimental.

And call us part of internal security.

What?

We've been posing as enemy agents for the duration of the war.

When Teddy contacted us, we knew he'd gone over to the other side.

The half -million -pound offer was a bluff.

We planned on arresting him as soon as he tried to cash the check.

And then you came into the picture, Cleopatra.

We knew you might try to kill Teddy before we had a chance to find out who

compatriots were.

You have quite the reputation.

Not always deserved.

I didn't kill poor Teddy.

He's only asleep.

But I plan to turn him over to our agents.

We can still do that.

Not that I liked Ted, but I'm glad we didn't kill him.

And I'm glad we're all on the same side.

Now we have something to celebrate.

Oh, yes, we do.

So all of that happened here at this table?

According to this.

I believe it. Wow.

Me too.

Why is that?

Because of the way I feel.

I don't know if it's that diary or the atmosphere in this place. They're just

playing horniness. But I am overdriving the moment.

You!

So am I.

Enough talk.

Come on, Wall Street. You're mine.

I'm not fighting it.

Could we follow their lead?

So I'd say your experiment was a success.

I guess so.

You don't seem relieved.

I am.

I just didn't think it would work out as well.

I wasn't just doing this for the Institute. I was proving something to

well.

You mean you fit the profile of the career -holic who's lost touch with her

sexuality?

Somebody thought so.

So you can understand how we all feel so turned on right now.

I think you should read this.

It says, don't be afraid to experience new things.

You really went into some detail there, Doc.

You supply the details. I just wrote them down.

All this is going to the owners along with your bid.

Personally, I think you'd all fit in just fine here.

I'd say I was the most skeptical out of all of us, but there is something about

this place and those stories that stirs the emotions.

I'm always glad to close a deal, but I'm happier that I met someone.

I think everyone feels the same way.

Especially me.

Yeah, well, unfortunately, time to get back to civilization, huh?

And creating our own erotic atmosphere.

Michelle, you barely said two words this whole trip. Who are you working for? No

one. This is my house.

What? Why didn't you say anything?

I wanted to have an up -close -and -personal view for myself.

My only problem now is that you all belong here.

And that could be a lot of fun.

Notes from Carol Sharp on the experiment to discover the erotic powers of the

diary and castle.

From all evidence, I'd say the powers do exist.

But inside all of us, all we need is the right time and place for them to be

brought out.

The castle is the right place, and the diary is an excellent record for the

times.

Now my group and I are part of that sexual history, but our research can't

here.

Every chapter of the diary must be explored so that we can better know the

erotic side of ourselves.

I don't know

Thank you.

She done been hit.

Thank you.