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but you wouldn't let me starve to death, would you?

All right. Let's be logical about this

You have the upper hand

How much do you want for that fish?

One hundred thousand? Two hundred?

How much do you want for that damned fish?

Come on. Enough of this joke

You're exaggerating, aren't you?

I'm ill. And I've hurt my foot too

I'll give you half a million. Scumbag!

Keep insulting me

I know it's not easy being an underdog

But there's a problem

This fish... is not for sale

Why not?

Because I've just decided to do what you bunch do

-Us, what? -Yes, what you do

When you burn fruit to keep prices high

Isn't that what you do? Well?

Murderer!

I'm an ignorant bungler

You're the smart, organized murderers

You're smoking my cigarettes. Thief!

Didn't you throw them away?

That lobster wasn't very tasty

Anyhow, listen carefully, woman

Lesson One!

No money can buy you my fish

If you want this fish, you'll have to earn it

Understand?

Wash my underpants!

Never!

Here they are

That's the best I can do

Believe me... I'm ill

Give me that fish

You don't deserve it

Besides, you should say please

Please, Gennarino. Come on

What? Gennarino?

Mr. Carunchio!

Mr. Carunchio!

Mr. Carunchio, that's right

Here's your fish

Listen. This is preposterous. And cowardly too

Well, do I have a washing machine here?

No, I don't. So someone has to wash my underpants

Mrs. Raffaella has never washed anybody's underpants before

Where are you going? Wait. I have an injured foot

Now that she's lost her status

she has to learn to wash my underpants

Wait!

Work enobles man, and woman even more so

Mr. Carunchio

I don't understand why you refuse to help me

I've hurt my foot. Look. Mr. Carunchio?

Wait for me. I have an injured foot

Where are you going. Please be kind

What's come over you? Don't you realize I'm lame?

I'm addressing you politely. It's very rude not to answer

Where's he going? Listen to me

A house?

This is wonderful

This makes a big difference

We won't have to sleep under the stars

What's he doing? Are you leaving me outside?

It's getting dark. I'm cold

I'll get a chill. Be kind, Mr. Carunchio

What do you mean?

Don't tell me you have some deviant plan in mind

You rich people can be quite depraved

Of course! What's dawned on him now?

Let's see now. Correct me if I'm wrong

I was shipwrecked and have come to this shitty place

to go to bed with you!

With a beast like you!

This great specimen of Mediterranean manhood!

Have you looked at yourself?

Yes, I have. I'm considered very handsome

Yes, by experienced women of quality

who have more femininity in their little toes

than you have in your whole body

Swine! Rotten lout!

You ugly Abyssinian!

It had to happen to me!

-I'm cold. -Pigs keep warm with leaves

I'm ill

You ludicrous, vain, black midget!

The things I've always loathed

Listen now, I find you repulsive

Did you hear me? Was I clear?

You're repulsive

I may catch pneumonia, but I had to tell him

I'm so cold

Maria... my coffee

How disgusting!

What's so good about torturing a poor woman?

A poor woman, is that what you are?

OK, a rich woman!

Come on. Let's get to work

Get it? No work, no food. Go inside and clean

But... Holy Mother! Isn't this torturing game over yet?

Why are you doing this?

Isn't our stupid shipwreck enough?

Why do you want me to pay for all social injustices?

What do you stand to gain?

When we're rescued, if you're kind to me

you won't regret it. Come on. Enough's enough!

How do you know they'll come and rescue us?

How do you know we won't have to spend years on this island?

-I'll kill myself. -Go ahead. Suit yourself

But if you want to eat, you'll have to work. OK?

-You're hurting me. -I won't be your servant

No way. The party's over. You'll wait on me now

Woman serves man and not the other way around

-You're hurting me badly. -And I'll hurt you even more

Until you learn who the master is

-Kiss the master's hand. -Pardon?

Kiss it

You damned rich slut! You made me spit blood

Even yesterday you still called me disgusting

Kiss the master's hand. Kiss it!

Or leave and don't come crying to me

I'll have no mercy

You're a worm

Lesson Two

I won't take any more insults from you

Get out of here!

Kiss it!

Kiss the master's hand

Kiss my hand

You're allowed to work now

Run!

Faster, you idiot. My fish will get away

-It's very hard here. -Quick, you moron

-I could fall and break a leg. -Run!

-You must obey at once. -I'm doing the best I can

-Why hit me? -Don't argue, woman

-What do you want from me? -When I call, you run

How can I fucking run?

Shut up, idiot! You must obey. Enough!

Some temper!

Here's the water

Why are you sitting down?

Why not? I've worked. And I deserve it

Get up

I want to be waited on

Have you ever invited me to your table on the boat?

Now I want to be served

Everyone gets their turn

Don't you agree?

This fucking lady

This wine's warm, the pasta's overdone

The coffee's stale

I want more. I'm hungry

Remember the abuse I copped from you? That'll do

You despised us. "Sweaty T-shirts... disgusting!"

Some salt

So we'd feel smellier and filthier than pigs

And we'd change our T-shirts ten times a day

because mylady was disgusted

-Gennarino, please. -Gennarino?

How dare you? Mr. Carunchio

This is a nightmare. Mr. Carunchio

Without pulling a face

Water

-It's right there! -It's warm

Fetch some from the stream

One must be patient

Unfortunately, I like it cold

Just like you and Brezhnev with your wine

Run. I'm thirsty

The last of your former smokes

The best one

You threw them away, didn't you?

What are you staring at?

I can stare at you as much as I please, woman

Think I'm staring at your ass?

Big deal!

As if I would

And when you were sprawled out in the sun like pigs?

Your tits hanging out

Yes, your tits. As if we didn't exist

As if we were animals, not human beings

But you porkers knew very well that we were men

And you relished the thought of us lusting after you

Remember?

Of course you do

Dirty capitalist slut

Show me your tits now

Come on, uncover your melons

Hear me?

Keep on playing deaf, then

Are you bashful?

Madam's bashful

How come you weren't embarrassed before?

In fact, you enjoyed it. Admit it!

You all sprawled out in the sun and us dying of lust

You naked capitalist bitches were provoking us

You perverts!

-Undress! -You filthy pig!

You're fighting back at last. Fucking bitch!

-Let go of me! -I'll teach you a lesson

-Come here. -Help! You coward!

You're a coward. Help!

-Go on, shout. -Help!

She's crying for help, the idiot

Who's going to help you? Idiot!

Let go of my hair. Stop it!

You criminal! Help!

Go on, keep screaming

You'll pay for everything

Let go of my hair. Stop it!

Kick me in the balls, eh?

Not bad for a lady

And I'll kick you in the ass

You rotten social-democrat capitalist whore!

You coward! Worm! Scum!

Swine!

-Let go of me, swine! -You'll pay for everything

Let go of my sarong

Why should I pay for all of life's injustices?

-You're obsessed. -Obsessed, my foot!

Get away, you maniac!

-I give up. -Do you? Too easy, my dear

There's a drop here

This is for the recession you and your friends caused

by dodging tax and sending money to Switzerland

What's that got to do with me?

This is for the poor devils who can't get a hospital bed

though it would kill them if they did

Why me? Am I responsible for all the evils of the world?

This is for the increase in the price of meat, parmesan

public transportation and gas

This is for the oil and retrenchments

For the Christian Democrats

VAT and the special tax

This is because you made us scared of life itself

Come here. The best part is still to come

-What are you doing? -Getting intimate

Yes, I am. I'm tearing off your panties

That's it. Let's finish this off

I'm dying to shove it up that sweet joy trail of yours

To pump you till you're totally wrecked

And make you feel what a real man is like

You've never known a real man

Filthy, powerless, capitalist whore

I hate you. But I like you

And you know it. I liked you on board, too

Dirty bitch, I can feel you're dying for it

Don't move. You have no way out

Come on, say it

Have the courage to say what you feel inside

You're bursting with desire. Hear how she moans

Like a frog squashed by a cart

Confess your burning desire. Come on, say it. Admit it

You want it. You're saying yes, you slut!

Well, it's no!

Because I'm saying no

To an ugly, illiterate lout

to someone who wore smelly T-shirts

to someone you called filthy Southerner

to someone you found disgusting

your yes is not enough!

You must love him

You must fall in love

Head over heels in love

You're already my slave. I want you as my love slave

You'll crawl at my feet, and beg for mercy

Your loins will burn with desire

with crazy passion, like a sickness

I'll get under your skin, into your head

your heart, your belly. I'm going to be your God

Is that clear? Either passion or nothing!

You don't know yet who Gennarino Carunchio is

I feel like that rabbit

You killed it

You're cruel

You're so beautiful

You're a real woman

So sweet, like a tender eel

Like a suckling pig to lick all over

You make me die, my love

No... that's not right

You must call me master

Yes, call me master. I like it

My master, my lord... hit me, kill me

Do what you like, just hold me tight

You speak so well. It really turns me on

Tell me the truth

Is this how you spoke to that jerk of a husband of yours?

What do you rich people tell each other?

How do you make love?

You rotten tart, you have orgies, don't you?

You're all perverts. You do filthy things

Real pigs, you are. You do it in fours, fives

Pigs and fags together... Do you take drugs?

Little Miss Innocent, tell me the truth

How many times have you cheated on your husband?

Did the Party tell you all rich women are sluts?

You're hurting me. Why?

Don't you dare make fun of the Party like that

Who cares about your Party right now?

The Party's sacred. Wash your mouth out

We're not on the yacht here. Idiot!

The Party's sacred and you're a slut. I'm going to screw you

My beautiful high-class tart... You're my servant now

Why?

Why?

Because

No... please don't stop

I love to see you trembling with desire

-Please... I beg you. -No!

Not now. When I say so

How many lovers have you had? With that Madonna look of yours

How many lovers? Confess

You're the first

In that a tart's voice?

You're a liar, a whore, a liar, a whore

Madam... I'm screwing you

Darling, are you awake?

Omelette with seagull's eggs, cooked in rabbit's fat

I prepared it for my precious lover

my lord and master Mr. Carunchio

It's my first omelette ever. I'll be revolting

Taste it

-Is it really bad? -Just bad

-Is this a gift? -The omelette?

No, the floral decoration

-Well, more or less. -You're all sick in the head

A decent, ordinary woman wouldn't dream of crowning it

You're right, but

I'm no longer my own self

I'm crazy, drunk, as if the Turks had raped me

pirates had abducted me, sheiks kidnapped me

Primeval sensations... I'm totally overcome. Believe me

I don't know if you realize it. It was wonderful for me

How was it for you?

Well, not too bad

He's trying to be funny, the fool

Well, then? What's all this familiarity

You have no sense of humor. I was kidding

Kidding? Where did you get that idea?

What were you thinking? Women are objects of pleasure

Amusement for the workers. That's what you are for me

I'm a bordello whore, then

-A bordello whore, why not? -That's not nice

"Whore" may be an insult

but it's also a compliment

I'm the only one who understands you

Dear Mrs. Pancetti

You never looked so happy on the yacht

Mr. Carunchio!

-Mr. Carunchio... -What's up?

I love you

Mr. Carunchio, I love you

A yacht went past. I didn't cry for help

-I hid myself till it went. -You're crazy

Yes, totally crazy about you

Swept away by a crazy dream, I've never felt so good

I don't want it to end. I love you

I love you madly

What's that for?

There are only two options

If it's a lie, it's for lying to me

If it's the truth, it's for overstepping the mark

If a boat goes by, you have to tell me

I'm the master and I decide whether to hail it or not

Understand?

Come here

Here, I said. Come on

Get this straight in your head

I'm the only one who can make decisions

I'm not kidding

-You hurt me. -But it's stopped now

Hasn't it? Ah, so it hasn't

-No. You hurt me. -Come to me

I'll make you better

You're a brute. You hit me all the time

It makes love more pleasurable

-Doesn't it feel better? -You're not a sadist, are you?

Bitch! You're more beautiful when I hit you

Christ! Your eyes look like the deviI's

Two beams of light crying out your burning desire

Where are you going? Who are you?

A serpent, a panther, a slut? Who are you?

Oh, darling... You're what man was like in nature

before everything changed

Darling, you should have

yes, you should have been the first

The very first

The first? But then there'd be a second

The first... and only one

I mean... I'm sorry I'm no longer a virgin

You should have been the one

to deflower me

to leave your mark on me

Darling

please

sodomize me

Sodomize me

Please, darling

sodomize me

Actually, I don't feel like it

I beg you, darling. You're my first real man

Sodomize me

Listen to me, you rotten bourgeois pervert

Are you using difficult words just to put me down?

What's this filthy business anyway?

-What the hell is it? -Sorry, darling

Sorry, my ass

What a way to talk! I'm ignorant and proud of it

It's just because it's a hard thing to say

Besides, I'm not familiar with your filthy ways

What do you mean, "sodorize", "motorize", whatever it is?

Sodomize me. That's it

So that's what it is. Gee, you're a roundabout!

Why not call a spade a spade?

But darling, you can't. It's an act of love

It would make it vulgar

Vulgar? There's nothing vulgar about love

Vulgarity is a middle-class invention

Where do you get these ideas from?

Yes, like that

Do you think you can say things like that to me?

Don't give yourself so many airs

"I've seen that look but once

"In the eyes of a child, bored at a party."

What are you raving on about? You should learn to sew instead

It's a very beautiful poem. It reminds me of you

Bullshit

There you go again with your big words

I don't trust you when you talk like that

-Who could trust a woman? -I'm not just any woman

-I'm your woman. -Fine words!

But what if we hadn't been shipwrecked?

You'd still be a filthy rich white, and I a destitute black

You wouldn't have given me a thought

You'd be a grand lady, and I a repulsive waiter

Everyone in his place

You're so unfair. I didn't know real love before

Are we telling fairy tales? It happened because we're here

Boundless passion, here. I'd love to see, though

Mrs. Pancetti strolling about Milan with this Southerner

Try to picture it

How much love would there be?

Maybe I'd love you even more

More? Then you're lying when you say your love is total

You must be absolutely truthful when making these statements

Because if I get angry

-I'll kill you. -Kill me?

I'll kill you

-Let's get married. -No

This is your husband's

I want something that is yours

-I want this. -My earring. OK... Ouch!

Let me do it

Hold on

There. Burt Lancaster in The Crimson Pirate

You caught me red-handed. Poor wretch

Don't be nervous. There

I'll take the bare minimum. Don't worry

No. Let's hide, my love

They won't find us in the chapel

Did you leave our wood on the beach?

No, my love!

You say you love me. I want the whole truth

What more proof do you need? You and I were born here

You said so. The world is so cruel that it can change us again

-The two of us here are real. -I'm afraid not

No. I want to know

if Mrs. Raffaella Pavone Lanzetti thinks the same as you

What do you care about what we were?

What happened to us was an unrepeatable miracle

Why be part of the system?

Of that monstrous machine that cripples us all?

I beg you, darling, let's stay here

I need proof first

Then we'll do as you say. I want proof first

Believe me. You are all I want

You're scared, aren't you?

Yes

That's why I need proof

He's so stubborn

The sailor's eating in the galley

-Get me Mrs. Lanzetti. -She's getting ready, poor thing

How fabulous! We've rescued two shipwrecks

A true sea adventure

The sea is an open door to all adventure

-Endless adventure. -That's right

-Quite romantic too. -It's the ultimate adventure

The little sailor's so cute

How did things go with Mrs. Lanzetti?

-Nothing. -That can't be

Listen. If I say nothing, I mean nothing

She's the greatest pain sailing the Mediterranean

She must have really given you the shits

A hungry, thirsty lady without her comforts

-She must have... -At first, perhaps

-But then... -She calmed down?

Necessity brought her down off her high horse

-She was totally reasonable. -Really?

She trusted you? This is quite extraordinary

You deserve a medal. Her husband will give you one

We called him on the radio. He's on his way in a chopper

Here they come! It's a Customs chopper

Thank you

You're welcome

Here's our Gennarino

A glass for our Gennarino

Gennaruzzu!

My darling! My sweetheart!

-What's all this yelling? -In my arms at last

-Stop this hullabaloo! -I thought you were dead

I couldn't stop crying

I'm alive. Now stop this act. We're in public

Pleased to meet you, madam

To think that we might never have met

If we hadn't been rescued, I mean

That's very true

-Give this to your husband. -All right

-OK. Many thanks, sir. -Thank him on my behalf

Anything you need, don't hesitate

All the best. Good-bye

I can't believe I'm touching you

When they saw me crying, the kids understood everything

They leapt with joy when they heard you were alive

-Poor little things. -They wanted to come along

That's all we needed. You shouldn't have come, either

A wife chasing her man! It's embarrassing

-Are they well? -They're dying to hug you. Me too

They were so kind. We have a room with a bath

-The guest house is over there. -The Hope Guesthouse

-People shoot themselves there. -Come off it

It overlooks the harbor

There's a rooftop restaurant where we can eat like lords

I nearly forgot. This is for you from Mr. Pavone Lanzetti

-What is it? -I don't know

Good Lord! A million!

How dare he? And how dare you accept it?

-He said it was for you. -You should've sent him to me

That's what any decent woman would have done

That pig thinks he's giving me charity

-I'm busy now. -What about me?

I'll wait for you at the Hope Guesthouse

The Hope Guesthouse!

One million

I want a beautiful, precious ring

A ring for every elegant person

It has cost 1,000,000

not a lira more or less. -Here

With a crown of diamonds, this is worth a bit more

We can come to an agreement

Is it an engagement ring?

A divorce ring

Telephone for Mrs. Pavone Lanzetti

The phone? Must be my mother. She finds me everywhere

My love

I know

You can't cry out the truth in front of everybody

Where are you?

Right opposite you. Above the harbor

At the gas station

I can see you

Listen

You've failed the test. But I don't give a damn

You know. I know you know

Listen carefully. Along the fishermen's wharf

down the harbor near the customs office

the fourth trawler, called the Santa Rosalia

belongs to a friend of mine

He's agreed to take us back to the island

He's leaving in 30 minutes, at sunset

I'll meet you there

You'll be there, won't you?

It's not all over, is it?

No, darling. Oh, Lord!

I love you more than ever

I've never loved you so much. You have no idea how much

Very well. I don't care about anything else

In 30 minutes, at the Santa Rosalia

The saint herself will protect us

She will guide us to our island

What about the others? Your wife?

I told you. I don't care about anything else

Just you and me

Your husband dared to give me 1,000,000 lire

I felt like throwing it in his face

He wanted to humble me with a tip

He doesn't know who Gennarino Carunchio is

See you in 30 minutes... my love

Madam... this is for you

-Who is it from? -The guy on the phone

Madam Raffaella, have you understood

who Gennarino Carunchio is?

-Give me 100 lire. -I've already paid you

-Did you do a good job? -Yes, but give me 100 lire more

-I have something for you -What?

100 lire first

Here

The lady I gave the gift to sent you this

You damned whore! Traitor!

May I be damned for believing you

I knew I should nave never trusted a rich woman

The rich always screw you

Rotten capitalist slut, deserting me like this

Deserting me like this

You betrayed me, sea. You were once my friend

then you broke my heart

Sea... I spit on you

You betrayed me with that slut!

You too?

Everybody saw you under the helicopter today

Are you getting above yourself?

They all saw you carrying on over that blonde slut

Don't you dare!

You scumbag

Stay away from me

Don't you ever come back home. Get lost!

Don't you worry. I'm not coming home

Ever again

I want

I want nothing more to do with you women

Enough!

We have divorce in Italy now

I want nothing more to do

If I get the shits, I'll jump in the sea and drown

I'm glad I voted no

Whore!

One whore above, and one below

A sea that betrays you

How the fuck can I go on like this?