All language subtitles for Intimacy (1988).mp4

So little, I was a little girl.

And I didn't know I'd spend when I met
you.

You did me.

Who can to do it well?

Now you scare me when you say you want
me to have

your child.

away from home. Now I'm on my own.

You show me that I have your home. It's
not a no.

Now don't rush me, love.

I'm still very young.

Just wait a while.

Thank you. Thank you. Let's continue the
presentation of our models now.

Presenting Miss Laura Demme. Here's an
outfit that bears an aggressive and

dreamy name.

This name might bring to your mind the
fashion or flavor of a thousand nights.

Ladies and gentlemen, model 15, Red
Knight.

Take you by the heart and lay your fears
aside.

On the cold, cold nights, I'll warm you
like the sun.

I don't want to be just another loser. I
want to be your number one.

And now I want to present to you a model
that bears the name of the Prince of

Darkness, Batcloak.

You're missing the very best.

Be brave. I feel a little bit fatter.

Maybe I have to start working out again.

I'm working out. The result is that I
gained four pounds.

Is everything okay? Really,

yeah. I never thought it would have been
so easy.

So simple.

Have you noticed the customers' faces?

Weren't you upset to be watched from
head to feet, huh?

Yes, I was feeling everybody looking at
me, looking at my body.

It's like walking with hundreds of gazes
pointed on the nape of your neck.

In general, they watch a little lower.

Know what I mean?

And I, for one, really like it a lot.

Hurry up.

What's the matter? You got a little
stage fright?

Yes. Don't worry about it. Yeah, the
first emotion is always fear.

Just a minute. I'll be right back.

Taya, somebody's on the telephone.

I can't believe I can't even take a pee
-pee.

Yes? Hi,

honey. How are you? How was your exam?

Fine. I'll tell you about it later,
though.

Tell me about your day.

Did you have any problems?

No, everything is very simple. They
undress me, I dress again to strip

and I do it walking down a runway.

You strip down to dress again in front
of everybody watching you?

Oh, yeah, in front of everybody. What do
you think we're here for?

You're missing the very best.

I'm missing what, you say?

The best.

You're missing the best.

I think that he meant that you've never
found a man better than he is.

When a man says you are missing the very
best, I know what that means.

Anyway, he seems like a gentleman.

But I already have the best.

It's my boyfriend.

I also have a boyfriend, but someone
else makes me happy.

I don't believe it. If it's like you
say, why don't you leave your boyfriend?

There's still time to do it. It's the
lovers that are difficult to leave.

Laura's not coming with us? She always
does that. After the show, she

disappears. Oh, shh. My necklace.

I think I left it in the dressing room.
Be right back, okay?

We'll wait for you. Hurry up.

Here, let me help you with that.

Can I get you something? No, I just came
back to pick this up. Thanks.

You did a great job tonight.

Come back.

Sure, I'll come back.

Arrivederci.

I don't know.

So, how was the fashion show?

Fine. I'm a little nervous and a lot of
eyes on me, just like here.

My girlfriends have been through it
before.

I'll bet you received a lot of
proposals.

Anybody wink at you?

Will you give me a kiss someday?

Only one kiss, and I will be happy for
the rest of my life, I promise.

I'll give you a kiss one day, but it
will be in a sealed envelope.

Who ordered the gin fizz?

I did, thanks.

And this is for you.

May I order something?

Anything you want, sir. Maybe even
something bitter?

I would like something warm.

And dark.

And smooth, but also bitter.

Something that would reach the deepest
part of me. That would freeze my veins

a sweet feeling.

Something very soft.

As soft as a wing flutter.

Brief but intense.

As a slight puff of wind.

What you're looking for, do you have a
name?

No.

It doesn't have a name.

But it has a face.

It's yours.

No, no, no, no,

no,

no, no.

could lead to violence to you, possess
you, make you mine just like

that. I only want to say that you have
been for me since the first, like the

blood, the blood and the veins of my
desire.

But in a moment of confusion, it hit you
and hurt you.

Break you as two dry branches and make
you eat them.

Deprive you of the sight of the
universe.

But I won't.

Not for the moment.

Oh, release your lips.

I know you won't shout.

I didn't do anything that wasn't the
result of passion that you hide in your

body.

The hidden passions that I've recognized
as my accomplice.

Difficult as it is for you to
understand.

But I know you do want it.

I did it.

I did it because I had no other choice.

Because everything that precedes the
meeting between a man and a woman is

nothing but a lie.

But before you go, I'd like to give you
something to show my gratitude.

Close your eyes for me.

How does it feel being a model?

And you, your exam, huh?

How does it feel being watched by so
many people, so many men?

It was like a meat market, a fair.

Didn't you feel any embarrassment?

Fair? Market?

How dare you?

You will go to the market. Someone tried
something, right?

Ah, that's what you want to know, isn't
it?

Well, nobody tried anything, even if
they did.

I wouldn't.

My friends say that even in this
situation, that sooner or later

something. Isn't your real job enough
for you?

Do you really think that in that club no
one tried?

So you want me to try?

The moonlight is silent and it's dead.

Play with me.

Play with me. Are you crazy? Get out of
the water. Play with me.

You're soaking me.

Please, Philip, play with me.

I'm all wet.

Did you have a good time, sir?

What do you mean?

Well, I hope I didn't suggest a wrong
place for you.

When you're alone and very far from
home, any place is okay.

Well, any place except maybe hell, I
guess. Hell?

Do you need anything else?

No. Do you know what day it is today?

Friday. And if you don't mind, Friday
has always been quite the lucky day for

me.

Have a good night.

Be silent.

The moonlight is silent in its den.

Please, don't be afraid.

to hurt you, nor abuse you.

I'm very far from home, and I only need
your smell, your warmth, your sweet

eyes.

I could stupidly do violence to you,
possess you, make

you mine, just like that.

The way I made you mine with my eyes.

But I don't want that now.

I only want to say that you have been
for me since the first.

Like the blood.

The blood and the veins of my desire.

In a moment of confusion, I could hit
you and hurt you.

Break you as two dry branches and make
you eat them.

I could use force.

But maybe it would be too... Too
excessive.

Too crazy.

I could sew your eyelids with a needle.

Deprive you of the sight of the
universe.

But I won't.

Not for the moment.

Now I'll release your lips.

I know you won't shout.

I didn't do anything that wasn't the
result of passion that you hide in your

body.

The hidden passions that I've recognized
as my accomplice.

Difficult as it is for you to
understand, I know you do want it.

I did it. I did it because I had no
other choice.

Because everything that precedes the
meeting between a man and a woman is

nothing but a lie.

Good morning.

And did you sleep well last night?

Yes.

Very well, thanks.

And I even had a few nice dreams.

Maybe you had a dream about somebody you
met last night.

I did.

How did you know that?

Well, there are some places and people
that we keep seeking in our dreams.

But instead, they live in reality.

Very close.

Close. Close to you.

Close to us.

Looking for something in here, maybe?

Huh? What did you lose?

I don't know what you're talking about.
I didn't lose anything. Are you crazy?

What are you doing here?

I know what you're looking for, little
girl.

Were you looking for these, maybe?

A man could be very happy with these
panties.

Give them back to me. Give them back!

You're afraid, aren't you?

What are you afraid of?

You didn't do anything wrong.

I only want to return you something that
you forgot this morning.

That you forgot to wear.

I knew your skirt.

I feel the warmth of your skin
vibrating.

You see that I'm right.

I'm never wrong.

I'll give you what you need.

And you're anxiously awaiting the
ecstasy.

Do you know what that is? I know what
that is. Please don't tease me. Just

them back. Just give them back.

I'll return them. Sure.

But on one condition.

It has to be me to put them back.

you from the hidden passions and fears
that come creeping into your dreams only

at night.

Open your legs.

Before returning the soft symbol of our
passion, I want you to follow my order

submissively.

I would like you to feel as though you
were being possessed now, without

actually being possessed.

I would like to be inside a passion
story.

Discover you even more.

I would like to see the hidden lips of
your desire.

The warmth of your pleasure.

The foul and dark center of what is
forbidden.

wanted to give you a long but now it's
time to cool our blood

to put between me and you this fragile
barrier of cloth this soft

glove that shuts in and preserves
faintly the desire

I'd like to fill you again.

Fill you again with meaning.

Rape you.

But I'll wait.

Little girl, if you want to look for me,

now you know what to do.

When you want, whatever the time of day
or night,

I'll not look for you anymore.

I only need your cruel touch, your
tenderness, and your kiss.

know about you, but I like strutting
around almost naked.

Since I was a kid, I'd like to take my
clothes off. At first, it was strange

me to see how people were watching me.
So I guess it wasn't your first time, uh

-huh?

I love being watched. It sends chills up
my spine to be watched by men.

I really like it a lot.

I've been working for many years, but I
don't like it.

It's strange.

It's like as if my body weren't mine
anymore.

When it's seen by everybody.

It's worthless.

Did you see your mystery man again?

Who?

You're missing the very best of wow.

Who would know what he meant?

What do they say in the club?

In clubs, they say even stranger things
than that to us.

This is your best and you're passing it
up? Leave me alone.

Let's go together.

No, I can't. I'm already late.

strange man.

Mysterious. I've known him for a long
time.

I don't really know anything about him.
He's very strange. He'll

come and choose one of the girls, but
doesn't

make love to him. He just...

See how he uses a dick made of glass
because it has no passion, no guilt.

as if it doesn't exist.

I don't know, it's... Would you do it?

I don't think I could do it. No way.

I don't think I could.

Come with me.

I'll show you passion.

Hello? What can I get for you?

Cuba Libre.

And you? The same.

Coffee.

Thanks.

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I thought
you were somebody else, somebody I knew.

Whoever you're looking for, I can look
like him if you like.

I'm not sure I understand what you're
saying.

Do I frighten you?

You smile.

Nothing is better for the devil than
innocence.

What does that S .L. want? Nothing,
nothing. He was just a little drunk.

You don't fool around, do you?
Impossible. We're not going together.

Maybe not with me now.

But in my dreams, I'm always with you.

And don't you ever forget that, my
little angel.

Hey.

Find the man you were looking for? No.

Well, maybe it's not here that you'll
find him.

He's devoted and faithful.

You know, I'm... You know, I'm...

Your lips. Give me those lips I adore.

Now, give me your tongue. Please,
Philip, give me your tongue. I've never

that before.

Is that what you want?

Not like that.

No, just a little bit at a time.

Do you like it? Do you like it like
that?

No, tell me.

Tell me if you like it like that.

I want you so much.

So much that whatever I get you,
everything changes.

And I can't have you anymore.

Nothing is better for the devil. Nothing
is better than innocence.

Why are you talking about the devil?

Good evening.

Good evening. I'd like to speak with
Carl. Mr. Carl.

And who should I say is calling?

Taya. My name is Taya.

Ah, Taya.

Yes.

The man you're looking for.

He is waiting for you.

And he asked me to deliver to you this
envelope.

Closed.

We've already met before, haven't we?

Yes, I think we've already met, but I...
I can't remember where.

It's not... Thank you.

This way.

I was waiting for you. I knew you'd
come.

But you've still got enough time to run
away because you'll not get only smiles

and caresses.

If you want to see me, join me now in my
room.

But before you do, you have to do as I
say.

Take the elevator, press the button to
the last floor.

As soon as you start to go up, take off
your stockings and leave them on the

floor.

Then take off your panties and lean your
white ass on the metal wall behind you.

Undo your jacket.

And let me imagine your breasts released
from their bondage.

Do this quickly, or I'll let you suffer
in your fragile innocence.

why am I with you now?

Because you want to grow up.

How old are you?

Old enough to fuck you three times a
day.

You're frightening me.

Would you kill me?

I'd like to stick a knife in your back.

Fuck you while you're spitting your
blood.

And then disappear.

Madame?

Yes?

Excuse me.

I wanted to ask you.

Do you know what love is?

And what about you?

Love is the infinite.

Beyond the reach of everybody.

Even of tramps, even of thieves, even of
beggars.

Even of myself.

Maybe you don't agree with me.

I also love sin. I also like to have all
the vices. I also like to live in hate.

But it's very difficult.

And unfortunately, it requires a special
attitude.

Good night.

Good night.

What do you want?

I only wanted to tell you that I'm happy
to have you as a guest in my hotel.

Believe me.

People that live for love, can I say,
make me happy?

Love, eh?

Don't you think love is a tired word?

I must say that I agree with you.

Love is such an old -fashioned word to
express a feeling that is usually

intended to die after a short time.

I think that we're speaking about love.

About love, like blind people speak
about colors.

Excuse me, but I think we're talking
about two entirely different things.

Hmm, whatever.

Will you go out with me tonight? I
can't, not tonight.

Or tomorrow, either.

You're working anyway.

Yes?

Just a second.

For you.

Yes? Hi.

No, I can't this evening.

I'm almost finished, but I have to try
on some things for another fashion show.

Another fashion show?

Can I come to this one?

No, I don't want you to. And besides,
this is my last one anyway.

I swear I'll quit this job, okay? This
is my last one, I promise.

All right.

I'll bet your baby is jealous.

Are you jealous?

I'm not only jealous of you, but for me,
your kisses will always be just out of

reach.

Come closer.

Sit down.

I like your legs, your knees, your hands
full of jewels.

I'd like to mutilate your ankles.

The feet in those shoes that invite me
to crimes of the passion of my heart.

But I couldn't stand to see your blood
on my body.

So I'll have to be content with cutting
the pictures I take of you with this

stupid little camera of mine.

When I saw you for the first time,

it would be nice to instruct you to be
the first of all the love stories that

your life will bring you, little girl.
But I have a love story already.

A strong and handsome young man that
perhaps doesn't want to make love before

the wedding? How do you know?

It's written on your face.

But he's so nice and gentle.

Nice men?

They don't exist.

They're simply hidden myths in the
shadow of respectability.

And does he work?

No, he doesn't work. He studies.

To hell with him.

But why?

He's only using you.

That's not true.

He doesn't want me for my money, Carl.

You don't understand anything.

He's using you.

Just by looking at you, it seems obvious
that you have strength.

Beauty.

Sensuality. He looks at you.

He thinks of you.

He barely touches you.

And then he goes back home and studies.

Are you joking?

No. Any girl that has a boyfriend is an
idiot asking to be used.

Believe me, I know. I've seen it a
thousand times.

You never use me at all?

I just want to make love to you and
disappear.

You don't want me to be your love story?

My story is already lost.

I don't like my story and I don't want
to share it with anybody.

Will you do me a small favor?

Come closer.

Stand over me.

Sit down.

I'm a failure.

I'm an incompetent. A loser.

A pervert.

I'm the best.

It's late.

I have to go.

Why don't you stay?

I can't stay.

But tomorrow I'll come back.

I'll be in your arms.

Are you in a hurry to leave, Miss Taya?
Leave me alone.

Be quiet.

Don't ask any questions.

What do you want from me?

What do I want?

Listen, if you don't let me go, I'm
going to scream.

Go ahead. Scream!

Carl!

Carl, help me!

Carl!

Desire being outraged.

Broken. Offended.

I don't hear anything.

I mustn't hear anything.

I mustn't go out.

Now calm down.

It's useless for you to scream. Now
wait. You're not going to escape.

Screaming only hides a repressed desire.

So cool down now.

There.

That's better.

I don't really want to mutilate your
body.

Nor do I have a desire to watch you
naked like our friend Carl does.

I only want to give your lips a taste of
something that will become

familiar to them.

Hey.

Hello.

My name is Simba.

Who are you?

My name is Laura.

Vera, hello.

May I help you? We're looking for our
friend, Taya. She works here.

Taya hasn't been here, lady.

She's disappeared.

But I think your friend is very strange.

She's a boyfriend that I've never seen.

She's the kind of girl who wants to keep
her virginity.

And if you ask her to give you a kiss,
she'll tell you to come back some other

time. Really?

I bet you never tried pointing a gun at
her, did you?

No, no.

I'd like to, but I only use flowers.

Yeah, right.

My body is always available, and to get
me to take my clothes off, I don't need

someone pointing a gun at me. Can I show
you?

You never want me to come see you at the
club.

You say you don't want me to come see
you while you're doing your modeling, if

that's what you're doing.

I call you, but you're never at home.

Tell me what the hell's going on.

Turn down the radio.

Turn down the radio. Stop.

Stop the car. Just pull over for a
second. It's impossible to talk to you

this noise.

You want to know what's going on, right?
What's going on between us?

Nothing. The truth is, nothing is
happening with us.

If you want me to, I could disappear.

I don't care what you do.

Do you have any idea what it's like to
be with you, what it's like to be with

some nice boy who doesn't even want to
touch you, who doesn't want to do

anything? Why don't you just go away and
leave me alone? Just go away and leave

me alone.

I've noticed with regret that your
beautiful and charming friend is absent.

She's never around.

I miss having her here.

Is there anything wrong?

Don't be so indiscreet.

Inconcierge.

What happened?

Did you fall in love?

It's none of your business.

Does a guy with no conscience even know
what love is?

Maybe.

No. Let's go.

Yes. Hello.

If I didn't help you the other night, I
wasn't afraid.

But because I wanted to regain, between
you and me, a time of desire.

fucking place of sin.

I'm sorry I didn't come to your rescue,
but I didn't think you'd disappear.

Answer.

No. No, I didn't disappear.

I was waiting for your call, a sign from
you, but I'm not lying to you. You have

to believe me, Carl.

Carl, I wanted to be sure I was... What
you're saying is bullshit.

Get out of my life and never bother me
again. Just go to hell.

Do you know what hell is?

No.

Hell is a closed place.

Where are you taking me?

Don't ask.

Do only what I say.

Cross your legs.

I like to see them moving.

Pick up your skirt.

Higher.

Yes, just like that.

Now feel my desire.

My desire hardened by nights of waiting.

Caress it more.

More. Yes.

Baby, are your thoughts still with me?

Or are they somewhere else?

Men like me will soon become extinct.

It would be a good thing if I could
disappear.

Or if you could bring yourself to kill
me tonight.

me can only dream to be hunted,
captured, stupidly be given the death

And on the day of my execution, I'd like
you to be there, in the middle of a

faceless, excited crowd, excited and
moved by the death of a wise man.

You'll have the same bright clothes that
cover your thighs this evening, and the

look that invites other men to discover
even more.

standing there in the crowd wearing
these same clothes while a group of men

up to shoot him.

I'll feel the warm breath of a man on
the back of my neck. Then there's our

desire coming against my body.

And your eyes will fix mine.

I'm not yet covered.

The hand of this unknown man will come
toward your stomach. And then his stupid

voice. Ordering.

Ordering. A healthy voice.

Soldier. Fighting.

First of all, fighting guns.

Through the heart that will slowly
penetrate into the depths of your soul,

eyes will Mine.

I can't do them to each beat of their
heart.

But you're here.

Something hurts.

Something's wrong. I feel desperate.

Desperate because black lines will come
through your eyes.

I can't.

It's right there. It cuts right through
me.

It's coming toward me. Please take it
back. You know I have another to take

place. Even though we're departing in
forever.

You feel a sharp edge to be given.

You feel moving.

Hey, you alone.

Not now.

Excuse me.

Taya didn't come in this evening, did
she?

Who are you?

I'm her boyfriend.

No, she's not here.

She comes, she goes, she appears, she
disappears.

Your girlfriend is not the same as she
was before.

You're looking for Taya, right?

Yes. Do you know her?

Yeah, yeah, I know her.

Your girlfriend, poor thing, is far
beyond good and evil.

Oh, don't be afraid.

Taya's from a new generation.

Invincible. And girls like that don't
need any help.

You can be sure.

Taya's destined to create incredible
desire.

And anyone of it sees her.

Just like that.

Wherever she may be tonight, it's not
her that will suffer, but

you and me.

Maybe even him.

Bentornata, madame.

Dov 'è Carla?

Dov 'è?

Conservo ancora sul mio corpo il sapore
unico delle sue labbra.

Vai all 'inferno se già non ci sei
stato.

Sì, è probabile che io ci sia già stato.

Ma è inutile che lei sia venuta fin qui.

Perché? Il nostro comune amico non c 'è.

È partito. È fuggito.

È scomparso per sempre.

Partito. Buona fortuna, mister.

Addio.

O forse... arrivederci.

Madame? Madame?

Excuse me.

I wanted to ask you, do you know what
love is?

And you? Do you know? A goodbye, or
perhaps, a goodbye.

with you

what

do i have to do to make you realize
don't you know

that my touch could never lie what do i
have to do to make this dream come

true

You're like a room without a door. Come
on, show me how to get to you.

Want to be tender, t -t -tender in the
dark.

Tender, t -t -tender in the dark. I'll
do anything you please. You promise

not to tease. Want to be tender in the
dark with you.