All language subtitles for baby_rosemary_1976_leslie_bovee

We are pretending like this is one of
the hundreds of movies we must have seen

together.

We'll walk now, for blocks, and talk
about everything except what we're

thinking.

That this is our last night together.

We'll stop for a sandwich.

And coffee.

Then on to my old apartment building.

will stand outside my door for an hour
or more, holding,

kissing.

He'll certainly want to come in, like
always.

But I won't let him.

It's late, John.

We have to go now.

We won't be seeing each other for such a
long time.

I'll jump, please.

I still have to say goodbye to my father
tonight.

I have to go.

I don't want you taking liberties with
me.

Liberties?

I want to run you up against the wall.

Or into a bed.

Jesus Christ, Rosemary. Let's get out of
this silly hallway.

Stop acting like adolescents.

Human beings are not objects that you
run up against the wall.

You want me to keep my grubby hands off
you? You want me to go?

I'll miss you, John.

You've been very dear to me.

Dear to you?

I've loved you since we've been ten
years old.

How's this college you're going to teach
at? It's not that far away.

Hey, once every month or two I could
come up and... No.

I'll be very busy. I won't have time.

Yeah, sure.

I get it.

Just that I have to dedicate myself to
something.

I have to mean something.

What will you do, John?

I've been thinking of trying out for the
police academy.

Oh, but that's such a dangerous job.

Yeah, you're probably right.

I couldn't hack it.

I'm going to go now.

Good luck, Rose.

Good luck to you too, John.

Bye. Bye.

It was such a nightmare to be a child.

Now I'm the adult.

I do what I want.

Yes.

And no more standing in that hallway
anymore with John grabbing at me that

Sex is always so degrading.

So unclean.

All the good things.

To be pure in mind and body.

It's John.

Gray skirt and black jersey.

You're going away tomorrow.

I won't see you anymore.

Yes.

And it's getting late.

You'd better leave.

Now. Just a while longer, please,
Rosemary.

You can't walk on your knees, John.

Just a while longer. I'll be soon.

I promise.

Stop it.

Fuck that asshole.

Yeah.

Yeah. I really like it.

Do you like it?

Do you like Rosemary's asshole?

Take your cock out.

Show Rosemary your big, beautiful cock.

Jerk on it.

I don't mind, really. It's okay.

After.

Jerk it off, baby.

Suck on it.

Asshole. Suck me. Yeah.

Suck my asshole.

All right.

All right.

What are you doing?

The door.

No.

Look at that.

God, John.

I want you to go away.

You never had it in your ass, did you,
Rosemary?

John, don't.

Don't? John, don't.

God, you're hurting me.

I can feel you all the way up my ass.

Go to me now.

Eat that cat.

Hmm? Eat it.

Let me see it.

What? Eat that cat.

Eat Rosemary's cat.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Eat it.

Eat it, baby.

Oh!

Clean that baby.

Yeah.

Oh eat it baby.

Oh yeah eat it.

Yeah. Oh eat it baby.

Clean that baby.

Would you like to fuck my cat?

Would you like to feel my hot juicy cat?

Go on.

Fuck me.

Stay.

Fuck my cat.

My cat.

Please.

Please.

Getting harder, baby.

Yes, yes.

All right.

I think I'm going to cum. Yeah?

Oh, yeah, baby, come.

Oh, come, baby, come, baby, don't do
this.

Don't cum without me, come on.

Yeah? Oh, baby, come in me.

Please. John, please don't.

Don't do this.

Are you going to come?

Are you going to come without me? Don't
do it.

I can get you.

Oh.

Oh, John.

John, aren't you going to make me come?

Huh?

John.

John, I want to come.

John.

Back me, baby.

Come on.

Please don't leave.

Please.

John. Look.

You're leaving.

Huh?

No, John.

Yeah,

well, he's dead drunk in there most of
the time. I mean, you know, sick most of

the time.

I know what you mean.

I guess he went out.

Sure is nice you becoming a teacher in
the home.

I'm sorry he don't have a phone, but
there's writing paper and a pen. Why

you leave my note?

Excuse me for asking.

Are you a nun or something like a nun?

No, why?

Well, the way you dress, plain.

Most of the nuns dress like that
nowadays.

You know, they've given up the habit.

You get it? They've given up the habit.

Well,

I've got to go downstairs.

Why don't you take all the time you want
with the notes?

Oh, thank you.

You're welcome.

Oh, this is my father's room. Are you
friends with his?

We're good old friends.

Surely you'll come have a drink with us.

Oh, no, thanks.

He took some pictures of us all two
Sundays ago in the park. I just wanted

show him how they came out.

You know, he just loves taking pictures
with that old box camera of his. He used

to take lots of pictures with me. Once
or twice a year when he'd visit me at

county orphanage.

He used to bother strangers, asking them
to take pictures of the two of us

together. Well, my mother died when I
was a baby, and, you know, it's not

right for a man alone to raise a young
girl.

So, naturally, the county orphanage was
the best place for me.

And then we saw less and less of each
other. How long has it been since you've

seen him last?

Several years.

Oh, you should come around more than
that.

He was like a father to us two.

No, no more like an uncle.

Gave us advice, you know.

Come, come take a look at these
pictures.

We came here for a private party.

He had such a pretty face.

Get down.

Your fucking knees.

Eat this cunt.

Eat it before he slices the back of your
neck open.

Eat it.

Stop that cunt or you're dead.

Eat it. Eat that cunt.

Oh, eat it good.

Eat it good, you bitch.

Eat it.

Wiggle that fucking chump, bastard.

Suck the juice out of him.

Wiggle.

Thank you.

I know where we can go to another party
where we can really enjoy ourselves.

Come on.

Come on, let's get the fuck out of here.

Hello, Rosemary.

You're a policeman.

I have been for almost two years.

Well, you look really handsome.

And you more beautiful.

I'm sorry for just appearing on the
scene this way, but, well, your father,

have you kept in touch with him at all?

Nope.

I'm sorry to tell you this, he's dead,
Rosemary.

People die.

Yes. Indeed, they do.

The hotel he lived at is in my patrol
area.

I filled out the necessary police
papers. Police papers?

Yeah. Was he murdered?

Oh, no, no, no, no. It's hard. Natural
causes.

The papers are just a formality.

Well, I want to thank you for coming.

He only died this morning, Rosemary.

He's in a morgue right now, awaiting
some relative to identify him and make

arrangements.

Doesn't the Army, doesn't the Veterans
Administration take care of their own at

a time like this?

Sure. I got to know him slightly.

Listened to him talk.

Mostly about you.

Then you knew him better than I did.

I see that I've bothered you.

I'm sorry.

If you'll at least make the
identification, I'll call the Veterans

Administration.

John, wait.

Hi, is this a bus?

No.

John, this is Tracy and Marsh.

Hi. Hello.

John's an old friend. He's just brought
me some news that will cause me to leave

for a few days.

Huh?

Yes, I'm afraid Rosemary's father just
passed away.

Oh, sorry.

Father spirit, father night, father
penetrator, the eternal womb.

Let thy molten liquid... Are they saying
what I think they're saying?

Exactly.

Tracy and Marsh are members of a cult
group that believes that all of life is

sexual. Of course, I don't share their
beliefs. But they are my prime girls.

Physical perfection.

They'll go on to be Olympic champions
one day.

Well, they'll go on mumbling like this
for some time.

I'll walk you back to your car.

Okay.

Thank you.

Welcome to our chapel.

Please, come forward.

And see Thomas Price, a man who is
simply changing in form.

He goes from human to flower, like
Narcissus, that beautiful youth,

enamored of his own image as seen in the
fountain, who is then transformed into

the bulbous -rooted daffodils or
jungles.

Compliments of the mortuary.

I personally prepared Thomas in the
spirit of this chapel.

As you can see, it's the portrait of a
living dead.

It's all bullshit.

All that stuff about a human turning
into a flower, it's all bullshit.

The life drain of a human male has just
been cut off. No plant can replace him.

And those flowers are daisies, not
daffodils.

Now is there someplace we can change,
please?

There are some rooms upstairs.

She really means no harm. You see, it's
like a religion with us. Do you own this

place? No.

I'm just out of mortician school.

This is my first assignment.

I see.

Well,

what's your name?

Ronald.

I am lost.

Let his essence flow with thine. Let the
universe dance with thy voice.

Father Spirit, Father Night, Father
Penetrator, the Eternal One,

let thy molten liquid flow through our
being.

Spray the stars with thy feet.

Lift up the testes and beneath it thy
fallen.

Let the universe dance with thy force.

Father Spirit, Father Night, Father
Penetrator, let the

universe dance with thy force.

It is thee who prepared him.

Yes. You must visit thy room where thou
sleepest through the night.

I have sort of a side job. I collect the
flowers off the stand so they can

resell the stands with fresh flowers.

My room's a little messy.

Dammit, lay with us.

Lay?

Lay.

It is part of the tradition.

Okay.

Father penetrator of the eternal womb,
let thy molten liquid flow through thy

being.

Father Spirit, Father Night, Father
Penetrator, the Eternal One, let thy

liquid flow with thy being.

Bravest God, with thy feet, lift up the
testes of this thy fallen.

Let his essence flow with thine. Let the
universe dance with thy form.

stop thinking about you.

be down.

thy molten liquid flow through our
being.

Spray the stars with your seed.

Lift up the testes of this thy fallen.

Let his essence flow with thy being.

Let the universe dance with his voice.

O Father Spirit, Father Night.

Don't. You'll be all right, Rosemary.

Oh, no, don't.

Don't.

Relax, Rosemary.

You'll be all right.

Just love me.

Love me.

Relax. Come on, relax.

Open.

Open up.

Come on, Rosemary.

You'll be okay?

No.

Please love me.

Oh, baby, please.

It's late.

I'm driving.

I don't want you to, John.

I'm sorry.

I wanted it to, but it just can't
happen.

Thank you.

That bitch we screwed a couple years
ago.

Why don't you get out of here? We're
going to have some fun again.

All right.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

He wants to fuck you.

We had a good time with that one, huh?

Oh, yeah.

Don't you dislike the last time?

I want you to come.

I want you to come.

Come on.

I'm coming.

I cleaned out the place. I got new
curtains and changed the sheets and

cleaned that spread.

It's all new.

I got this for you. I got it for you.

Oh, it's wonderful.

Oh, and you look so handsome.

Well, I went down and talked to one of
the hiring bosses today, and I promised

him I'd lay off the booze.

Well, it looks like I got me a steady
job.

Oh, that's wonderful.

What's wrong?

I don't know.

It's different.

Looking for Rosemary Price, you know,
Tom's daughter?

Yeah, sure.

She was here the other night.

I thought she came to collect a lot of
things.

Haven't seen her since.

Me look against them in and then brush
them off home so they jack off.

I'm sorry.

You ain't sorry.

You don't give a fuck about real men.

I think we can take a look in her
father's room.

Sure. Fine.

You cunt right all over your fucking
face.

You dirty cunt.

You fucking cunt teaser.

You fucking made a goddamn fool of me
and I love you. You dirty cunt.

I'm going to sit here drinking beer.

Maybe when I've had enough.

Come piss it all off your nose.

Fucking cunt.

Yeah, I've seen you talk to me all that
a few times.

Are you a friend?

Yeah.

I knew his daughter, too.

I don't know too many cops.

What's your name?

Mills.

All the things I am to you. I wonder if
I took one step towards you, would you,

would you shoot me down?

I ain't gonna take no chance.

But next time, next time I catch you
alone, I'm gonna fuck you over real bad.

You know, if that hotel clerk decides to
report what happened tonight, I'm in

real trouble.

Oh, he promised he wouldn't.

I want to thank you for not reporting
what happened to your supervisor.

I couldn't stand the strain of the
questions and the examinations.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Good night. Don't you want to talk a
bit?

You can come up to my room if you like.

Why?

Oh, isn't it like a talk? Remember?

Yeah, I remember.

Let's not kill ourselves anymore,
Rosemary.

You said you still loved me.

I do.

But let's just leave it at that.

You're different, John.

You've changed.

That's right.

I'll be alone tonight.

Marsh and Tracy.

My sweet girls.

They'll help me.

Stay with Dr. Rosemary.

Things won't be so difficult with her.

I want to go home.

I want to go home. Come with us. Let us
go.

I was so surprised when you called.

How long has it been?

Two years?

See how I redecorated the place?

Pretty horny.

All antique furniture.

Very expensive.

I walked in the rain.

Sweet Jesus.

Tell me this is one of your games.

What's your name, anyway?

Eunice.

Thank you.

Bye.

Bye.

Virgin Mary, I would like you to meet
Eunice.

I've heard so much about you.

Please, accept my condolences.

We'll go sit in the back.

Pay our respects.

Thank you both so much for stopping by.

I'm his friend, Kate.

He used to take pictures of me in the
park.

Would you like to see some of them?

Oh, no, thanks.

Oh, I understand.

You're in a moment of grief.

Thanks so much for stopping by.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.