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No, no, sorry.

Lay your arm here

And your head like this.

Move a little.

Hi.

That's enough for today girls.

So why did you come?

A shower.

I can see, you need it.

You disappeared for three months and now you come back... for a shower!

I don't know... does it seem normal to you uh?

Yes.

You're an asshole.

You could leave a message... you could give me a call

To show your good manners at least.

What are good manners?

You never knew, didn't you?

No. I never cared.

Who's her?

A girl. She attends the academy.

She's way too different from you.

Yeah okay. But I'm sure she fucks like every other girl. What do you to say about it?

What do I have to say? You didn't change, you're the habitual jerk.

And you like jerks... don't you sweet Veronique?

You like crackpots.

You like those who go against the grain.

You like spineless people, those who don't want and cannot do anything...

The amoral, the outcasts.

It was your choice to live like this!

No, it happened by chance.

And the others, those like you, convinced me to remain as I am.

Those who hang out with me and want to save me.

The moralists, the honest people, the sympathetic people.

Those who think that it is society's fault

Because I am a nice guy after all, I still can hope for salvation

And while they say this they strip me and then they go to bed with me.

But there they stay silent and I lead the game.

And you became so good that you made a profession out of it.

Look if you want a job we can speak about it.

You were a good model.

I have a job already and that's enough for me at the moment.

Alright. Anyway, if you need me, you know where to look for.

Yes?

I'm coming.

Wait a minute.

That's him.

Yes.

Is it permitted to say hello to an artist?

The show is very funny... and you are great!

You bet.

Tonight that fool hit me for real.

Well... you didn't pull punches too.

The audience wants it: sex and violence.

...That's the drama of our century.

And now excuse me, but I have to prepare for the next show.

You are a truly devoted artist!

...Anyway I need you for some work.

Forget it.

Five hundred dollars.

Does it interest you?

So, we're not dealing with photos!

Good morning sir!

You're welcome, I'm advising the lady.

Hi.

So, do you like my home?

Not bad!

My husband is a very important man.

And if the old man is so rich why do you work?

Listen, show some respect.

It's hard for me, considering what you asked me.

Carlo, I'm not paying you to judge.

Paul is a wonderful man.

He took me away from the cesspool in which I lived to give me back dignity!

Ok, that's enough, you moved me deeply.

Would you introduce your friend to me, Veronique?

Miss Charlotte, what a surprise!

Good morning, Edward, you look in great shape!

You know, I was passing by and...

Hi.

Charlotte, oh dear, what a pleasure to see you!

Good morning, Veronique.

Dad's home?

He should be in his studio.

If you step by tomorrow, the photos should be ready.

Alright.

You know, he's a model, he poses for me from time to time.

I'm going to see dad.

So it's not the way you told me!

What do you mean?

You told me she was a random girl, but she's your daughter instead.

No, she's Paul's daughter.

...Her mother died when she was young and she became attached to her father even more.

And when I and Paul got married, Charlotte decided to live alone.

We have a good relationship, as you saw.

But she's a very independent girl.

Uhm, excuse me, but why are you so interested?

No, uhm, no. She doesn't interest me at all.

And what does she do in her life?

She studies... she is currently attending the last year at art college.

She works as an art model to make a living.

She posed for me too.

She lives in an apartment in the midtown but I don't even know where, exactly.

But why does she interest you so much?

Just curiosity... you told me she was an ordinary girl.

Steer clear of her in any way.

But it's just a curiosity, I told you!

That's too much for a curiosity.

I don't even know why I'm telling you all these things.

Let's change subject.

Ok, as you want. Is she virgin?

Stop it!

But for who do you worry so much? For her or for me?

Anyway, don't worry, cultured chicks are not my kind of woman.

What do you do tonight? Work?

No.

Would you like to have dinner with me tonight?

It's my day of rest and I do not intend to work overtime!

Asshole!

In a particular object we can distinguish various properties like color, smell...

...Get a sense of its real concreteness and connect it to a formal circumstance...

So that an object is defined "soft" inasmuch in some way...

Hi.

Do you often come here?

No, just when I have to eat.

Hello.

Seeing that you were late, I have already eaten. I'm sorry.

Why?

Did we have an appointment?

You knew I would have come. Were you waiting for me?

No... yes!

What's your name?

Carlo.

My name is...

Charlotte. I know everything about you, almost everything.

Who told you? Veronique?

Yes. She photographed me sometimes.

I know that! We met at the mansion, do you remember?

And so... have you got some ideas? What shall we do?

Come with me. I don't want to sleep tonight.

How cute! Watch! How beautiful!

So funny! Watch that one with that nose!

Ah that one!

It's all closed here.

No it's not all closed, I tell you. Don't you see how much people around here, uh?

Listen! I remember that when I was a child I wanted at all costs to come here...

My father used to tell me that this place was closed but I wanted to come here anyway.

So I started to imagine this place full of

colors, people, kids having fun... do you get it?

I always visit this place when it's closed!

Come with me, let's see the dollhouse!

Why did you enlarge this photo?

Which photo?

The one in which I'm snuggled.

Don't you like it?

No, I look like a satyr.

But you are a satyr!

It's not true.

So you think you know me well, uh?

Well, I don't know, I don't care at all.

I see you like this. What are you doing here?

I need money. I can work as a model for you, if you're interested.

Don't tell me you got fired! How so? You did not perform well?

It never happened to me in my whole life.

The money I earn is not enough, I want more. I need more money.

You're becoming a bourgeois... "I need more money" is a phrase you didn't know.

You wouldn't even think about it some time ago, you didn't need anything.

I remember that you used to lose money, and now I don't understand why you need it.

Because I want to rent a flat,

some piece of furniture, linen, everything I need for a house.

What are you saying? You always lived in a hotel!

I changed my mind.

Is she younger than me?

You're wonderful.

I like your perfume.

It's the same perfume as always.

Are you in love with her?

What do you say?

Yes, I know it's a silly word, but I can't find another one.

And you? Are you in love with me?

And you?

No.

Alright. Tell me something about her!

I asked you, if she's younger than me.

She could be your daughter.

Congratulations! What's her name?

Charlotte.

You bastard! You dirty swine!

I told you to stay away from her! Charlotte is not for you! Get it?

I love her. It's the first time in my life.

Who do you think you're kidding? You just want her father's money!

You hope to get settled, to live like a sir after years and years in the dirt!

Stop it!

Did you tell her who you are? How do you make a living?

Did you tell her how much you're dirty?

Shut up! Bitch!

Would you lend me your bicycle?

Yes.

Hey, you said yes!

Well it's not mine. I met her in the center of town and accompanied her here.

So I can take it.

No, no, let me ask her first.

Ok, she said yes.

Hey, listen, has she got a name?

Sure... Tandem!

Thank you!

Come on Charlotte, pedal! Don't be lazy!

But I'm not lazy! Who knows me can tell you.

Listen, I want to know you better! I want to know more.

Who are you Carlo? I mean, as a person.

The story of my life is like Hop-o'- My-Thumb's tale.

What does it mean?

Do you know it?

Yes.

I'm like Hop-o'- My-Thumb. My wood was the city. Every city I visited.

I always told myself: If something goes wrong, I'll go back...

Back to my town, to my garden.

But the reality of life is different from Hop-o'- My-Thumb's tale.

There was a moment in which I seriously thought to come back.

But maybe I wouldn't have found any pebbles.

Or I wouldn't even wanted to look for them perhaps.

So I prefer to go straight ahead anyway.

It's a very sad story.

Why?

Who just goes ahead randomly doesn't know where he's going to.

Going on this way, without ever stopping,

without ever building anything, you're just rushing to death.

Yet, who acts like this is searching for something.

And maybe I found it.

Do you think she's the right one?

Goodbye, goodbye!

Don't you miss your friends?

Why? I feel good with you.

Well, they're different. They've got a lot of subjects.

I haven't studied much.

You know, you've got a very important quality that you shouldn't underestimate.

You are never boring.

Do you like me just for that?

No, I like you because you're different.

Maybe it's because you're Italian,

there's something that pleases me and gives me a feeling of protection.

And sometimes you need this warmth.

You have so many things that wait to be understood.

But you have to make the first effort.

Would you come to see a show tonight?

A comedy?

Yes, sort of.

It's part of the things to understand.

I'm coming gladly!

Now you know who I am.

The alternative to this was an ordinary monotonous work...

...A bleak existence... maybe hunger.

All things considered, I have fun.

No, it's not true, I don't believe it.

That's what it is.

I enjoy so much seeing those hypocrites' faces!

Those impotents' that watch me, frothing at the mouth!

Enough!

Wait I haven't finished!

I enjoy watching people that togs respectability daily,

that goes to church on Sunday...

...and when it's dark in the night, covertly, comes to see me

doing what they can't do anymore because they're impotent, each of them!

Enough!

Where are you going, where are you going, Charlotte? Charlotte!

I can't do anything else! I never tried,

but I'm sure I can't do anything else!

And I'm good! Yes, I have to be good!

I hear the applauses! I am like a star.

Yes. A star...

You see... I love you, Carlo.

I love you, too.

Come. I'll bring you home.

So, now she knows everything.

You're the most abject being I've ever met.

If there's something of which I don't care at all, it's the insults.

I collect them from the day I was born.

I know, but let me talk with her and, you'll see, she'll despise you!

And what will you tell her?

Will you tell her that I'm your mattress, other than your model?

Or will you tell her that I've been paid with her father's money to fuck you?

You pig!

Pigs, Veronique, pigs... don't leave me alone now.

So how much do you want, so as to leave her alone?

That always is the last ace up your sleeve, isn't it?

I said, how much do you want?

I want Charlotte.

I want her in exchange of all the filthiness I had to swallow...

...All the fetid greasy bodies I had to caress.

I want her youth, her sweetness,

the purity of her gaze, her tenderness.

I want all of this because I have the right!

You gave me enough money.

Now I don't know what to do with it.

Carlo are you ready?

Excuse me, I didn't know you weren't alone.

Hurry up, it's our turn now.

You will only hurt her.

Better let it go, the figure of the mother doesn't fit you well.

What a coward.

You are wonderful.

Now that I don't perform at Piccadilly anymore, I have to find a job a home.

It seems a good idea to me.

We should buy an attic in the Old Town with a window on the roof.

Yes, I feel the need for it.

Why?

Well, so as to have a home all for us... you know, Carlo,

every night when we say goodbye I'm afraid I'll lose you.

You're right, we should live together and get married, maybe. Do you agree?

Would you marry me?

Of course... given that we have decided to live together,

it doesn't look like a strange idea to me...

But why should we definitely get married?

You are the most authentic thing I ever had.

I want to marry you for this reason, because I'm afraid I will lose you.

Uh, I know this.

If we get married, all of this will assume a meaning... it's like a promise.

But it has a meaning for an entire life!

And wouldn't you give all of yourself for all your life, now?

Yes, I decided before, in the wood.

Thank you.

You were about to tell me you are Spanish.

No, I'm Italian.

Ah, Rome! What a splendor!

Gretel! Gretel!

I'm Venetian, actually, I'm from Rovigo.

Ah Rovigo! How beatiful! I remember... once in Rovigo... What a beautiful city.

If you say so.

No, it wasn't Rovigo.

Who the fuck are these people?

Paul's sister, ex opera singer.

And who is he?

Paul's brother with his wife... you could spare this farce.

It was Charlotte. She wanted me to know her family.

I forgot you're engaged.

Asshole.

How is it going with the study, Charlotte?

Very well, but I have to stop for a while, sadly.

Why?

I and Carlo have decided to have a journey together.

A journey?

Yes... a honeymoon trip! We have decided to get married!

Congratulations!

What good news!

Who would have ever thought, little Charlotte getting married!

I remember when you were small like this!

Bravo!

What a beautiful couple!

All the best and may you be blest with many children!

What good news... joy to everybody!

We have to party!

Oh yes!

It's time for a round of drinks!

I didn't know you were at this point... are you sure Charlotte?

Yes I thought much about it dad.

I can see.

I trust my daughter very much.

Yes, it's true, I always admired Paul

for his good principles and his high sense of family!

What is your job?

I don't work at the moment. I left my old job forever.

Did you get fired?

No, not nearly, madam, they wanted to raise my salary but I chose to leave.

I was very appreciated... by everybody.

I asked you because I love Charlotte.

I love her too.

To the bride and the groom!

All the best!

Congratulations!

You are such a beautiful couple!

No, stop it.

Why? What's up?

I don't understand.

It never happened to me.

Excuse me.

Carlo, stop it, someone is watching us!

Well... let him watch!

No no.

Let's go away!

Let's go.

Stop.

You have come.

Where?

To the date with love. Twenty thousand and...

So, it's okay?

No, excuse me... maybe next time.

So you'll return!

Yes, Carlo...

Yes, Carlo, yes...

Hi. Hope you haven't had breakfast.

No.

Shall we go down and eat something?

I'm not in the mood.

I'd say you need it.

I'm not hungry.

As you prefer, it doesn't matter.

You promised to bring me to the Vatican Museums today, do you remember?

I remember, but I'm not feeling well.

Shall I call a doctor?

I just want to be alone.

Alright.

Charlotte!

Yes, Carlo.

Darling, don't ever talk to me like this... I love you!

Stay silent, I beg you.

I love you, whatever you have.

Alright... don't talk about it anymore.

Listen, how about returning home?

I'd say it is rather difficult, considering we haven't got a home yet.

What happened? There was someone, I remember.

What do you say? He got off at the last stop.

Welcome, Ms. Charlotte.

Thanks. Is dad home?

He's in the living room.

Dad!

I'm here.

Hi, Charlotte!

Hello!

Dear... when did you arrive?

This morning.

Did you like Rome?

Yes it's an amazing city... it's wonderful. Fountains, streets, even crowds.

If you don't leave hastily, you risk to stay forever there.

And... where is your husband?

He went looking for a flat.

Ah.

You know... I think he's found the home I always desired.

Good.

Here's the toilet, the bedroom... and this is the living room.

We can place a small bookcase here uh?

Yes sure.

And here the studio... this is a bright ambiance isn't it?

Here the table, a shelf, the tripod... two pictures there...

If you want to add something... I don't know...

We could add a television, so we know what to do in the night at least.

Not bad, as a joke.

It was a joke but not I didn't mean what you think.

Anyway, since we're on the subject, it would be better if we talk about it.

No... I'm not in the mood, right now.

Let's talk about it instead, or, otherwise,

we'll risk to give it more importance that it actually has.

Do you think it isn't important?

I just think that we should go to the doctor.

Why don't we go to an orthopaedist?

So I put it into plaster cast!

Carlo, you know what? I don't care about the television! I was joking!

Listen, if we arrive first, what do we win? Please, wait a moment!

You are not forced to follow me! I go on my fucking own, get it?

What? Didn't the priest say: The wife will follow her husband everywhere he goes?

Don't you remember?

He didn't mean this.

Oh yes! He also said: She will tolerate

with love and patience, bad manners and vulgarity!

What are you doing? Be careful!

What a stupid.

I almost needed an orthopaedist, too!

Did you get hurt?

No... changing subject: I made some calculations and we're running out of money.

So, starting from tomorrow we have to fast!

Very good, we'll be on diet!

There isn't anything to laugh over!

I'll get back to modeling for the academy.

And I'll get back to porn exhibitions!

Never! Anyway, Veronique is preparing a show... we could work as models for her.

Get down on your knees.

Kiss each other.

Stop it!

Charlotte!

I'm sorry, but I don't know how I can help you.

I just wanted to vent to someone.

Charlotte you know that, from the very first beginning, I never had a soft spot for him.

...And I foresaw a period of difficulty, I guarantee you.

But now you caught me by surprise.

You see, sex for me is not much relevant.

Well, you never had this sort of problems.

No normal person has got these problems.

But Carlo is sane!

Sane? Do you think that a person that shows

his sexual qualities on a stage on front of hundreds of people is sane?

So you knew about him!

Yes...

But I thought that speaking about that with you

wasn't the appropriate thing to do, you knew it too.

On the other hand, the figure of the moralist doesn't suit me well.

And anyway, what could I suggest to you?

You decided to err all alone a long time ago.

Yes, but, you see, Carlo is...

Carlo is rotten in the head.

And he's a man unable to have a common sexual intercourse, furthermore.

That's just a mental block!

Something that any book of psychology can explain abundantly.

Religion is much more synthetic on this subject.

It defines that "divine punishment".

Stop!

Excuse me, dad.

You say this to me, you, who never believed in God.

It's true, Charlotte, I never believed in God, but I believe in mankind.

And I believe in the beast that lives inside of men.

In the ferocious struggle that man conducts in order to live, he is alone.

And, in this loneliness, he is in some aspects like God.

You see, Carlo... let's give him some time.

How's the house doing?

Ah, it's so beautiful.

I would have liked to help you, at least with the furniture.

Thank you, dad, but we prefer to do everything alone...

Carlo is very proud and he wouldn't ever accept to be helped.

Indeed.

So... what do you think? Do you like them?

Did you invite me just for this?

I wanted your opinion.

And?

Don't know, have a drink, chat a little, like two good friends, nothing more.

Alright, but... hurry up.

You didn't change at all, after your marriage.

You're the same yokel as always.

Not even Charlotte changed your mind.

What does Charlotte have to do with this?

I was wondering how she can be always in shape,

even if she has to satisfy a stallion like you.

It's our business.

Well, I'm a member of your family, by now... is she good in bed?

Do I stimulate you, if I talk about it?

Carlo, why do you despise me so much?

Because you're a whore.

And yet, you liked me some time ago.

That's not exact, I liked your money.

I still can give you some money, even more if you want.

In order to be in bed with you... and my father-in-law?

He didn't ask me, actually, but he gave me a hint.

But you don't have the guts to sink so low.

You do have the guts, don't you?

I take what I want.

Look for someone else.

Charlotte will have to look for someone else, too.

She came to see me the day you came back and she told me everything

She cried desperately, obsessed by the thought that you don't like her,

But I know it's not like that.

You love her, don't you? You are able to give anything to possess her

because the first time you tried, you didn't get it up.

What?

Come on, don't pretend you didn't understand,

You can't have a normal sexual intercourse by now.

You are sick... you need someone else to get excited,

Like a fisherman, or the man on the train...

That's not true.

You need someone that watches you, even Charlotte noticed that.

Maybe she's naive, but she's not stupid.

This is not true.

Yes, that's true! While I was there taking photos of you two

you got excited just because I was there watching you!

Stop it.

You will never possess her.

Because she won't play along with you.

Don't you get it? You would only disgust her!

Why don't you accept the trade? Listen to me: I'll make another

photographic service. Then I'll pretend to go away and leave you alone.

You are disgusting.

Don't be stupid, she won't ever notice!

You won't ever have her! Ever! Because you are corrupt!

Carlo!

Hey, what are you doing at this time of day?

I was searching for a husband.

You don't like the one you have?

No, because he's not a kid anymore, but he still believes in the tooth fairy.

Where were you? When I came back home and found you weren't there, I got scared.

I followed your piece of advice, I went to the doctor.

It seems everything is alright.

It's just some sort of nervous breakdown. It will get better.

Like I told you.

Yes... Let's go home!

No, I don't want to sleep tonight. Come, I want to spend the night at

the amusement park, waiting for the dawn with you... like the first time.

Charlotte.

Yes, Carlo.

You won, I'm at your beck and call.

When?

This afternoon.

Hello.

Hello Ms. Is everything ok?

What are you doing here?

There's a strike today, nobody told you? It's for the last ministerial circular.

Oh, the same old story. Give me a cigarette come on.

Alright... I have to go, goodbye everybody. Bye!

Bye!

See you soon.

Taxi!

Edward... dad... Is anybody there?

Dad!

Hello?

How are you?

I'm fine.

I'm sorry for what happened. Paul wanted this for the good of Charlotte.

He wanted to take her away from you, even sacrificing himself.

Carlo, I swear, I didn't know anything... I love you.

Everything must return to how it was before.

Or do you hope she will come back?

If she returns, it would mean that she's accepted all this filth.

So I hope she won't come back.

Maybe it is better this way... and what will you do now?

Try to guess...

What's happening?

Go away.