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Man, Woman, and Beast Spell - Sweet Slaughterhouse.

Luciana, you don't do these things; you can't have dinner in the bathroom.

Besides, it's not hygienic, I can bring it your room if you want?

Come on, you shouldn't eat in the bathroom.

Listen to me. Be a good girl.

Get up.

That's better. We'll eat together, next door.

Luciana, open the door. Don't be stubborn.

If you insist on behaving like this then I'll leave.

I'll leave.

I'll leave you alone with Irene.

And you know very well, Irene doesn't mess around.

Luciana, let's make a pact...

I'll let you eat in there today but you must let me keep you company.

Is that okay with you? Luciana?

Look, I�ll count to three. Then I'm calling Irene.

One. Two...

Two and a half. Two and three quarters...

Try to be reasonable...

There's a place for everything. Everything has its own place.

You can't eat in the bathroom, there's a dining room for that.

Luciana...

Do you really want to upset me? Why won't you be reasonable?

Irene. -What is it?

Come here.

She's locked herself in again, please get her out of there.

Come out of there. And don't do it again!

I'm fed up of all this...

I can't leave you alone for a minute.

How dare you? Fighting back? You're coming with me!

Everything's fine. She's calmed down.

She's in her room. I gave her an injection.

She's sleeping.

I can't control her anymore, she doesn't listen.

She bit me earlier.

They're the risks and inconveniences of your profession.

I'm not complaining...

I'm just trying to tell you that your wife's condition is getting worse.

She can't stay here anymore. She needs doctors who will cure her.

A live-in nurse isn't enough now.

She's becoming a danger to herself and others.

Do you understand? -Yes, of course.

Then let's let her recover before something serious happens.

She's lost touch with reality, there's nothing inside her head.

I know what's best for her. -As you wish...

But I'm still going to file a report with her doctors...

They need to know what's going on. I won't bear any of the responsibility.

Irene, you're free to do what you want. But please remember one thing...

It is I who decides her fate.

You really are a great calf. Just like your mother!

Good, it' better than last year. -Let me see.

He's so beautiful! -This makes four, we'll be rich Rosanna.

I really want to enjoy myself tonight.

No, it's not true.

You're tickling me. -Why? Don't you like it?

Finally.

We've been waiting for half an hour, what happened?

Are you coming with us? -No, I'm not going.

You'll enjoy yourself.

Look at them! Cut it out.

You're coming with us. -I'm going to the cinema with Clara.

Just do what you want. -Come on, it's only once a year.

The cinema is more fun. -You can go next week.

I'd rather go to the cinema. -Think about it.

Are trying to get me in trouble again?

What is this rubbish?

To your room...

I'll tie you to the bed. And don't fight back!

I hope it's the winning ticket.

Want a lottery ticket? -No.

Do you want a ticket?

Why don't you buy another one? -No, one is enough.

Want a ticket? -No, thanks.

Want a lottery ticket? -No.

Please buy one. -I said no!

You can win a TV. -Want one?

Daddy. -What is it?

Will you buy a ticket?

If you promise me it's the winning ticket I'll buy it...

And I'll also buy all the ones you have left.

Don Franco will be so surprised.

Goodbye, and behave. -What a stroke of luck.

My father always does it.

There... I've finished. What do you think?

I'm not interested. -Aren't you interested in the exhibition?

They're just insignificant photographs...

Empty images that have conditioned us. Tell me why I should be so interested...

When I'm certain they're just an alibi. Detergents for my conscience.

No, they serve to tell people that we are right and to keep them awake.

Haven't you noticed that this poor soul...

...serves only to make us forget our everyday reality.

Calm down. Let's see...

How many did you sell? -Three.

And you? -Two.

And you? -One.

Whoever sells more tickets gets more holy cards...

And whoever has more holy cards wins a great prize.

You? -One.

And you? -All of them.

It's not fair. His father bought all of them!

Leave him alone.

Let's say he was the smartest...

The important thing is to have the most holy cards...

It doesn't matter who you sold the tickets to.

Mind your heads.

Perhaps it's because the wine is better?

Look who it is! The Conquistador!

Clara's madly in love with him. -Stupid!

Hello, Alfonso. -Good morning.

Luciana.

Does it hurt a lot?

Sit here. -Thank you.

I'll give you something strong to relax you.

Perhaps you were right. It's too dangerous for her here...

Luciana can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality.

I assure you what she did to me wasn't her imagination.

I know. She's calm now.

She's revealed herself now.

Her dreams and desires must become reality to allow Luciana to live.

I'm scared to be alone with her. -Me too...

But for other reasons.

I want it ready when I get home. I don't like waiting...

Come home earlier, instead of chatting to your friends on the street.

You don't contribute around here.

But I work for a living.

Are you going to tell me where you were?

Would you like it if I stopped off for a beer instead of going to work?

First you work then, if there's time, you can enjoy yourself.

Get a move on, I'm tired. I want to rest after my meal.

Some of us have to work.

I'm not out enjoying myself. Is that understood?

Idiot! Look what you've done. -Forget about it.

This time I'll make you pay for the eggs as well.

Cut it out. -Hurry up.

It's fantastic! -I like the colours.

It's like being at war.

To our health. -Look, it's marvellous.

Want to play?

No.

I brought it back. -Did you like it?

A little.

Sure, the truth rarely excites.

These illustrations reveal a lot about us...

Sometimes it's good to see what we look like inside

Illusions disappear and you're left with reality...

Which, believe me, is the only medicine you need to survive.

Dreaming won't get you anywhere. -How's Luciana?

The usual.

Ladies and gentlemen, the party begins! Our only wish is to make you happy...

To get things started... To break the ice.

Let's have some music.

Come on, drink.

That's all I need!

I told you it'll be a good night, I'm going to get drunk and you're paying.

You talk too much.

What the hell are you doing? Not that card.

Let�s go back to my house. -What if your parents are there?

The house is all ours. -But they might come back.

They definitely won't be back before the party finishes...

We've got loads of time.

And if they do return we'll sneak out the back, okay?

Don't make me beg, you're not the virgin Mary...

I'm fed up of standing around here all the time.

Let's have some fun. -No, I don't want to.

Besides, I'm not in the mood.

I'm coming. You're sponges!

Want some of the good stuff? -I do, my mouth is dry.

For now, soak it in wine, I'll take care of that later!

A drink for the thirsty ones.

The way you play, you'll need more than wine.

We're waiting for you to teach us, they don't know the rules.

Like stealing candy from a baby.

Is it the right one?

Get on.

Come on, Sabina.

Show us how you dance outside of your bed.

Will you dance like this for me if I visit you?

I didn't forget about you.

Come on, drink.

More, more... You tease.

You like it, don't you? -Yes.

Come on, what are you waiting for?

Come and play. -Did you hear about the scopa player...

...who didn't know how to screw? (Scopa: Italian card game, Scopare: screw)

Julia, what's wrong?

What's going on?

She doesn't feel well.

Call the doctor, immediately.

Come on Marco, let's take her home. -She was fine?

Be careful, don't drop her.

And now, after the music, Luck!

...this lottery organised by Don. Franco.

The first prize is a colour television.

One of you will stop watching the world in black and white...

Everything in colour! -Julia isn't well.

What's wrong? -Let's find a doctor.

It is serious?

Ladies and gentlemen, your attention please...

I'm going to read out the winning number for the first prize...

Doctor, Julia isn't well. -When?

Just now. -Please come.

Here's the lucky winner. Are you happy you won?

You bet! -Can you tell us your name?

Giuseppe Scavuti.

Mr. Giuseppe Scavuti just won a colour television.

Let�s go next door.

What's wrong with her? -Maria, calm down.

Doctor, how is my daughter? -I'm not one hundred percent sure...

But I can't say she's ill. -What is it?

Julia isn't a child anymore, she's pregnant.

There's no need to worry. Apart from that she's fine.

Who is it? -It's me, open up.

Want to have some fun tonight? -We'll talk about it later, let me in.

Then it's true.

I want to know who it was.

Giulia, please. Tell me...

I'm your mother, I have a right to know.

Who was it?

At least tell me when it happened. You can tell me that, can't you?

You need to make plans.

Answer me! Wretch!

Do you want to drive me insane?

Don't just think about yourself.

How much do I owe you? -Nothing...

It's free for the authorities. -No, the authorities must pay...

Just like everyone else. Is that enough?

Sure. Thanks.

Are you going to your wife now? -No, I'm on duty tonight.

Well? You have to tell us who it was.

He has to marry you.

I don't want everyone talking about us...

I'm fed of being taken for granted.

I have my dignity. What are you going to do?

Don't you understand? She's pregnant.

No, you're too drunk to understand.

It's not a cold that passes. I know you'd like to believe that.

She's expecting a child.

Why do I have to be the evil one? Ernesto, say something to this whore.

Tell her she's a disgrace who only thinks about herself...

We're just things to her, we're not human.

For God's sake, say something. Say something or I'll go crazy!

Well? -What?

Have you made a decision?

We need to start making plans. We need to know if she'll keep it or...

We'll talk to her tomorrow. -Sure, just delay everything.

You don't care about anything.

Your daughter, me...

Will you quit deciding things for me?

Did you talk to the doctor? -Yes, he'll keep quiet.

You can't sleep here, wake up.

Come on. Get up.

Finally.

Don't you have a home to go to? You can't stay here.

I'm leaving again tomorrow. Let me sleep, I'm tired.

Perhaps I wasn't clear enough? I said you can't sleep here.

I'm talking to you.

Let me see your papers. Well?

Do you have them?

Look, I'm waiting.

I'm not moving until you tell me your name.

Come on.

And don't get any funny ideas or I'll bring you in.

Here. -Good.

Sorry, I couldn't find them.

Here, now get out of here. -Wait!

Listen, he's a friend. I can vouch for him.

Are you feeling better? -Yes, a lot better.

Good.

Your zipper is down.

Well? -Zip it up, fool.

He's an idiot, don't let him get to you. -He's an asshole.

No, I don't smoke.

I wanted to thank you for helping me.

I'll go home, you look like you can manage without me...

And I have to do something.

Wake him. I want him to hear who it was as well.

You didn't even come to Grandpa's funeral. You always hated dad's side of the family

You preferred to stay at home. I accompanied dad, remember?

I noticed that he was alone. Desperately alone.

Something inside of him was breaking up.

Like seeing him for the first time. Do you understand?

I saw inside him, something you've never been able to do.

I had to help him, I had to do it. I swear, I couldn't turn back.

He was calling out for help.

In that moment it was just a woman and a man...

Both facing each other.

And daddy needed me.

It's not true. It can't have been him!

Let's go away from here, daddy.

Come away with me daddy.

For once you were sincere. Try to be now as well.

Come away with me.

You're scared.

You're nothing but a coward. -Tell me she made it up...

That it's just a bad dream.

I'm leaving.

Julia.

Defend yourself, Fausto. Tell him...

Tell this ignorant fool. -What can I say?

You must. -What can I say to this idiot?

How can I explain to someone who's a communist and has a crazy wife?

My wife isn't crazy, she's smarter than all of us put together.

Besides what has communism got to do with his crazy wife?

If you're so smart, then tell us? -I just know one thing...

I'm a Christian, and my wife isn't crazy.

I'm not a communist and my wife doesn't complain...

Rosanna does everything I say.

I might be drunk but I can still see straight, you got that?

That's what you say.

Listen, I'm a communist, is that why you think Luciana's crazy?

Don't listen to him. He should go to bed.

Your wife's crazy because you're a communist...

And you're crazy because you have a crazy wife.

Tell me, are you a communist or crazy? -Communist...

A communist, if I'm not mistaken. But I don't understand it anymore.

Did you enjoy the party? I did but it's not enough...

I want to enjoy myself now as well.

Come here, let's do those dirty things I like!

I don't want to. -You like it too!

I want to fuck you, get it?

Let go of me.

Scoundrel.

Stop treating me like an animal. I'm not your cow!

I want to make love, I don't want to be raped!

I'm tired of you, and these people...

The way you treat me. Your wine, your face...

Seeing you around, I'm fed up with my life, this place...

The life you make me live. I'm tired, tired.

I want to leave!

Being with you has made me forget how to dream...

Only nightmares. You've driven me insane.

Don't come any closer. You stink like a pig.

You're disgusting. Disgusting!

Don't move. And listen to me...

It's like I don't exist. I want to live.

And if you don't start making me feel happy I'll kill you!

I won't be responsible for my actions.

See these? I'll stab you like a chicken.

Don't come any closer. Don't touch me, you dirty pig.

You're hurting me. Let go, you'll break my arm.

Thank you.

You're new here. I haven't seen you around.

Would you like something to drink?

Something to eat?

Why don't you stay for a while. He's sleeping.

It's the best institute around, it's expensive but it's very good...

It would be great for Julia. -Let's hope so.

Perhaps you're right, but her parents wanted to send her away immediately.

Why so suddenly? -I don't know.

At least a goodbye? -I know, but it was all so fast.

Then forgive me.

It happens.

...the name of the institute? -I don't know, ask her mother.

Excuse me.

No.

We'd rather not.

Are you going out dancing tonight?

I can't believe Julia didn't tell you? -It's true, she didn't say a word.

Why don't you come with us? Would you rather be alone?

What's your name?

Why don't you answer me?

I'm almost there.

I can't do it.

Move your feet.

Why don't you try to climb the tree? -Have a guess.

I don't know.

Will you tell me why? -I can't.

It's not true, you're just tired. -Sure, you said it.

Where do you come from? -Many places.

Nice ones?

I want to visit many places, just like you.

Got a light?

Want to come back to my place? I can give you something to eat.

Then we can listen to some records.

I'm not hungry. -Let's go and play.

If you change your mind I'm at the end of the village, over there.

I'll be waiting.

And another one coming back down, but don't be discouraged.

Alfonso, are you going to serve me?

Cut me two slices.

Not too big.

That's fine.

Anything else? -No.

Don't forget the bones for soup. -Yes, sure, that's 800 Lira.

I'll pay tomorrow. Bye.

I still don't know if my work is serious...

If it serves a purpose, or someone...

If reality is more important, or our image of it.

Should we flush it all down the toilet, only to value our fantasies, the game...

...sex.

Is someone who asks these questions a fool or should they be taken seriously?

Revolution stimulates concentration.

Our sexual desires don't play any part in it, isn't that what Lenin said?

The proletariats don't need to be excited, like saints they are afraid of sex and fantasy.

The world goes on dishing out crap while we should be dealing with serious matters...

In place of reality they give you a jug, I'm tired of the preservation of ideas.

I'll see if Luciana needs anything.

Then I'll make a coffee, want one? Give me a minute.

Luciana.

It was never that good before.

It was like a dream.

What is it?

Can I have a go?

Can you make one for me? -Look at the wings.

I want one as well.

I'll drop it.

Mine went all the way down.

Aim higher and you'll hit it.

You're great. -Will you teach me?

Hurry up.

Do it again.

Get out of the way.

Do it again.

We can learn as well. -He should go hunting.

Let's take him to Don Franco. -Yes, to Don Franco.

Yes, do it again. The last time.

Can he compete in the competition to carry the cross in the procession?

He's a real force. -He's really good...

He can use a catapult, make things out of paper.

We've been playing all morning. -Well, Don. Franco?

He's not from the village. -But he's with us.

Please, Don Franco. -We want him to carry the cross.

Very well, he can compete.

You must win, you're the best. -Oil him well, the others will slide off.

Then you understand...

Two battles, and the two winners will play each other...

The overall winner will carry the cross during the procession.

Is that clear?

No more oil.

Go away.

You as well.

Are you ready?

One in front of the other.

Go.

What time do you think you'll be back?

I don't know, why? -Have you forgotten about the procession?

Aren't you coming? -You go, I might not finish in time.

I'm not bothered about it.

Use it for soup tomorrow.

Let's play. -Come on.

Can you teach me to play cards? -My father says she's not well.

Will you teach us? -Wait here.

Then you won. Satisfied?

Those kids look up to you.

Don't just stand there, have a seat. There's no danger, we're alone here...

We aren't doing anything wrong are we?

So many people saw you come in...

I hope one of them tells my husband. When you appeared last night...

Had you been watching us for long?

While we were arguing. You arrived just in time.

Eat it. It's nice.

My husband's like that every night.

The only things that matter to him are work and wine.

He never touches me, never shows any affection.

"Your hands are for working the land and killing chickens..."

All he does is work with his hands.

He only remembers me when he's drunk.

When he wants to make love to me with that foul stench of wine.

Just once, I'd like to have a clean body next to me.

If he just showed some kindness.

To feel wanted without him touching me.

I still dream about these things when I'm alone.

My dreams are so intense they feel real, and then I feel free...

It's not me anymore, I'm someone else, someone full of joy...

I can't even live my own life anymore.

They've destroyed me. Freedom scares me.

Do you realise? They've stopped me from being myself...

I must be content to dream, I must force myself to do it, to stop me going mad...

...and to stop me becoming an animal. A thing!

What shall we do? -We'll wait.

But we're already late. -Just one more minute.

We can't wait. -One minute.

The procession has to start.

You three, come here. -Wait for him Don. Franco.

You carry it.

It's not fair, he didn't win. -He won so he should carry it.

They can't carry it. -They can't even lift it.

Okay, go and find him.

I'll delay the start and if he doesn't come no one will carry the cross

They can't lift it anyway. Go on.

We have to find him! -Let's split up.

Try again. Ready? 1, 2...

Leave it, get ready for the procession. -The crucifix?

It doesn't matter.

We should split up, then we can search everywhere.

Whoever finds him, send him to Don. Franco.

You, you, and you come with me, the others go that way.

Hello.

Did you have a good rest?

This wouldn't happen to be yours, would it?

I found it in my bedroom. What was it doing there?

It doesn't matter if the procession's started, we've still got to find him.

Let's split up again, you go that way and I'll go here.

Out of the way!

I'll kick you so hard.

You won't be able to sit down for a week.

Have a nice bath to wash the pain away!

You don't sleep with other people's wives, you got that?

Bastard.

I'm telling you.

Drink, drink... Drink it all so you won't want to screw around!

I know he really hurt you, but you've got to get up.

Can you hear me?

Pull yourself together, they're waiting for you.

Don't let them win, you have to go. If you stay here they'll be right.

Show them it's not true! They'll make fun of us.

And you don't want that.

It's not about the cross, the procession's already started...

No one's carrying it. Get up.

Do it for me.

Lean on me. I'll help you.

Leave him. I'll carry him.

Why didn't you come to the procession? -I was busy.

I'm fed up of being left alone.

I had to return an object someone forgot in our room.

What?

I found a silver bracelet, it was near my side of the bed...

Perhaps you know about it? But it doesn't matter...

He got his bracelet, and you cheated on me.

You're wrong. -You slept with him.

I betrayed you, but I did it alone.

Look at her...

She's just a child.

Why didn't you sleep with me instead of her?

Why don't you love me anymore?

She'll have an abortion and we'll forget about all of this.

We have to go the party, everyone must see us, just like the other years.

Happy?

Come on. -Yes, let's dance.

Let's have some fun.

Let's go home, I'm tired. -No, that's too convenient...

You're staying here. You're a modern father, aren't you?

Will you shut up? Stop pretending not to understand.

Well, Clara? -Don't touch me.

It doesn't hurt to try.

Cut it out, stupid. You're crazy and stupid!

Come in.

Let go of me. You're crazy.

Help!

You're crazy. Help!

Stay still. -Let go!

Subtitled by Eric and the Floaters June 7th 2008...

Heavily revised - January 2011. Huge Thanks to LordRetsudo

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