All language subtitles for Consuming-Passion_2008_English-ELSUBTITLE.COM-ST_23990652

love between the lines (2008)
dTV - BR - 29. July 2012

"She forced herself to continue.

She had to escape it.

Dirk's proximity alone made her heart
flutter like a bird in a cage.

It was useless to convince himself
that he is mean and obnoxious.

That the kiss that he had forced her
to take,

disgust had been. In Truth ..."

Lorelei, you little fool. "... she
loved him.

Everything around them became
blurred, as she fell.

Then his arms wrapped around you like
steel bands.

His Musk confused her senses."

(Nick, on the phone) Hello? I'm
called's. The broker has

and I said, that someone else is
interested in the house.

Want to drive the price high. But
what if it is true?

We need to make an offer. Kirstie?

Hold on a second.

More Interesting Reading Material.
The reading I don't.

The I teach.

The number 079... (to Nick) What the
hell happened?

Me just dropped something.

(Secretary) Of M & J Cars. Good
Morning.

Mr. Shaw, I must go today,
unfortunately, a little earlier.

My mother needs a hospital.

What is that? - Brian!

Now I'm just puttin ' you on.

Two sugars in mine, love.

(Mary) Saturday, we were in the Park
and in the gallery.

In the evening we were with friends
at dinner.

Octavia and her husband were
wonderful hosts.

It's not a second was boring. And
Charles Boon?

The real reason you went to London?
He has?

He will, father. I'm sure of it.

He thinks that's for him to me can
only offer a little.

He has nothing to offer? But, of
course. Very much even.

He is romantic, passionate,

funny and fearless and yet full of
self-doubt.

Fortunately, quite unlike all of the
awful Snobs.

Charles and his friend Gerald are now
the proud owners

of your own publishing. His Name is
Mills & Boon.

Then we agree, Charles. Our offer is
wide-ranging.

Looks like we have taken Methuens
half of a publishing house.

The bastards deserve it. The way they
treated you.

Do you want to go to the stock
exchange.

The time, as the competition act, is
perfect.

How do you know?
- I know everything, Charles.

That's why you wanted me as a
business partner.

I run the book program.

The best professors write textbooks,

we are Eton, Harrow, Sandhurst.

He really knows everything. Good, new
textbooks sell for years.

And you take care of fiction,
advertising

and the dam of the upper layer to
vaccinate. But not in Joseph's
presence.

Try to get the authors you have in
Methuen cared for.

But at prices that everyone can
afford.

The man on the street needs to be
able to our books.

That's not to our economic situation.

Established authors are extremely
expensive.

The book price must be
correspondingly high, if we want to
make a profit.

Bring me a different funding model,

and I can see it in me.

Hopefully I can persuade the guys to
sign it.

I have the utmost confidence in you.
Trust only your instinct.

Then we'll take it! It has a few
mountains to climb.

In this Semester, we deal

with the love novels in the 20th
century. Century.

With the subtitle: women, culture and
female desire.

At the beginning of the romance
novels of Mills & Boon.

Not just that, what is literature.

But of them are sold annually
worldwide, 200 million copies.

Exactly. More than Harry Potter.

So we have to deal with it ourselves.

What makes these books so special

it allows you to cross the national
borders?

Boundaries of class, culture, race,
Religion, and age.

It is actually so, that these books

of women between the ages of 25 and
65 to be read.

What is frightening is that Many of
these women are Academics.

They are simply the lowest common
denominator

a recipe written pulp fiction

the a dangerous social control.

Because it reinforces the stereotype
of

a woman would always want only one
thing: a man.

Sorry.

Or ... are you a feminist? Books for,
by and about women,

the bring your writers, after all,
such a high income,

that you can regardless of life.

Then that was not a joke? Not
discussed the romantic Poets?

Wordsworth, Coleridge? So we are
already through.

If you come so late to us, Mr. ...

Jack Ainsley.

If you come so late to us,

I'm afraid you need to do to ... ...
the scrap here.

This opinion should Express it to you
in about 4000 words,

in order to pass the Seminar.

If it is not interested in you ...
Yet. I'm interested in.

We see various authors

from the first half of the century.

From the 70s we will be a writer

especially Raquel, Pretty receive.

Her novels have defined the Genre.

She has written over 400 books.

"Mills-&-Boon-novels do not represent
the true life."

You will discuss the.

"Oh, my God, Lorelei," muttered Dirk.

"Don't you know what you did to me?"

I fell in love with.
- In Love?

... exclaimed Loreley involuntarily.
More than that, he gasped."

Do you want to marry me?

"And he took her face in Hand

and their lips met, felt Loreley,

in its Interior, a wave of happiness
broke."

Just don't rush.

Here, one catches more than to get
rid of.

The boost to the business. Here are a
couple of chairs.

Well. I need to sit down.

Good Day. Elsie Bottomley. We have an
appointment for an x-ray.

After that, we should to Dr. Grant.
The would be then there.

Thank you.

Are you going to start now? Yes.

You should be already in there.

Here it is pretty cold. Let me,
however, long to wait.

Good Day. I'm Dr. Grant. I'm going to
operate on her hip.

The femoral head is completely
destroyed.

I will cut here, remove the broken
Material ...

Janet, what is he saying?

You have not told us yet, what's
supposed to happen.

She gets General anesthesia.

Then I cut from there to there, to
get to the hip.

The OP takes about 3 hours.

The success depends on the weight of
the patient. Well.

What does he mean, my weight? Dr.
Grant.

You will ... you are not going to die?

There is a small risk with such a
procedure.

The mortality rate is 1%.

But have no fear. I saved a lot more
lives than lost.

(Gerald) Welcome, Sophie.

You will not regret to have signed.

We were not able to hold the Trigger
longer.

That's right, Margaret.

You have seen the book already. Do
you like it, Sophie?

I feel honored to be the First to be
published by them.

Even more, since I know that you have
lured Wodehouse.

Is this true?
- That alone is Charles' merit.

My efforts are rather limited to the
Prosaic.

Accounts, contracts, and the "manual
of the poultry holder"-,

we next month. The dealer is a race
the place.

And that's not all good news, isn't
it?

No. Jack leaves London, Heinemann,
and probably comes to us.

He has a Darling "call of the Wild"
written.

I know!

You'll excuse me for a moment?

As you said, there is still more good
news, I thought,

that Charles has made you a request.

Since you have to transform yourself
in a book.

We have been outbid on Wodehouse.
It's going down the drain.

Jenkins pays him more for his next
book.

We have only "The Prince and Betty".
- This is not surprising.

What's the use of the well-known
names to run?

The Large get back, and we are left
with nothing.

"Mills & Boon can't keep authors.
Newcomer in the terminal."

Advertising goes in both directions.

Jack London is worth more. He will
stay with us.

He likes you very much.

You have to have more patience.

I have great confidence in you.
- I don't deserve it.

I can't raise the money for my shares
in the publishing house.

I've tried it, but ...

I have failed you.

You and Mary.

You can't give up now.

You'll think of something. Charles?
I've been thinking.

I would participate gladly.

I would like to buy some shares in
your publishing, if I may.

If this is for you ... I mean, if ...

Oh, Mary. Mary, you all the best!

(The voice of Dr. Grant) From there
to there ...

Dr. Grant entered the room with a ...

He had something Disturbing to
themselves.

She noticed him the Moment he entered
the room.

He had something Disturbing to
themselves.

Like a Tiger on the hunt.

Nurse Violetta Kiss ...

... booth at the reception.

She was not strikingly pretty young
woman.

But her skin was as white as marble.

And your eyes under narrow eyebrows,

the color of ...

... rain-washed summer grass.

But now a full shadow on the eyes.

She looked at the bustling Hospital
around.

Everyone seemed so serious and
important. She wanted

you could have at least taken a bite
of the hot buttered toast,

she had made that Morning.

The rumblings in the stomach.

She hoped no one would notice her
fear and inexperience.

Then she calmed down.

She was a qualified nurse.

You had every right to be here.

Just as you took her courage
together, she felt,

like someone had jostled in passing
violently.

She gave a cry: "How rude!"-,

she said, rubbing the slender Arm.

As the man turned around. His dark
eyes

they seemed to smile, and his thin
lips curled

above a chin that seemed at the same
time rebellious and surly.

"What are you doing?", she cried.

"This is a hospital. A little more
respect."

He looked at her, but only
fleetingly, before he continued on
his way.

His dark, stubborn hair

gave him a devilish look.

His smoke-gray pants hung from his
narrow hips,

stressed still be Limp.

But the nurse smiled, proud of: The
Dr. Rex Steele, Miss.

He is a Top surgeon and a wonderful
person.

However, sometimes, somewhat harsh.
You get used to it.

Violet suppressed a sharp answer.

She doubted it very much.

Secretly, she decided, and she pursed
her mouth,

to not get used to such rudeness.

But this blank ...

Rumble

Mum? What happened?

Oh, my photos. Oh, Mum. You prefer to
heaven.

I told you, I'll do it in the morning.

I don't want to be a bother. You're
so busy.

That's not true. I was thinking, you
see.

You'd prefer to be out there to make
you pregnant like the others.

No, I would not be. This is not a
picnic.

The many years with your Dad.

Then he dies and leaves me alone with
a Baby in her arms.

What you're upset about it now?

I love you so much. You're so good to
me.

I love you, too. The Operation is
well run.

Finally, Dr. Grant will take care of
you.

And, Father?

It is a Tradition, that the Hand of
the daughter of

under four eyes is stopped.

You can have no objection to him.

Charles will soon be a wealthy man.

Now, Boon. We hope that the expects
of the publisher.

I don't want to, in fact, that my
daughter is sometime destitute.

Then that is a Yes?

I thank you for that.

I'm going to read Mary's every wish
from the eyes.

You have my word.

Come here, Mary's Boon.

Millsey knew it would be good to go.

He is my Partner in the publishing
house.

The toff has been believed only on me.

I am a Lecturer, I owe to him.

No other son of a bitch would have
given me the Chance.

He will be my best man. A true
Gentleman.

He has brought the book "nerves for
the Nervous".

The damn thing sells like crazy.

Excuse me, Mrs. Cowpe, I ... I'll
send you a copy.

Oh, I'm Sorry.

I don't come here.

What is the Problem?

Um ... can we talk about this? So,
the way they're dressed?

Do I have to wear a black suit?

What is it?

Me is hot. It is hot. It's a breeding
heat is out there.

So. What is the Problem?

Honestly, I think ... man, that are
but porn.

Oh, yeah?

She put her Hand around his huge hard
cock

and gasped hard. A single wet bead
dripped slowly down.

"O God!", she said. "I want you now."

With wild passion, John pushed his
member deep into you,

groaned involuntarily as her warm,
moist ...

Okay. I've read it. Clearly a Porn.

I never said that the stories are
worthy of.

Why are so many of these novels bad
men?

In some of the raped, the Hero and
the heroine.

And she's not suing him, but says
she's in love with him.

How is this going to go? This would
be a topic for you:

"Violence fantasies in romance novels.

And what they reveal about female
sexuality."

What can you tell us Kirstie?

My opinion is your work is not
relevant.

I would like to know about it anyway.
It brain are crazy.

Overwrought passion, to escape the
dull life.

Were you never passionate? But, of
course!

I just find this presentation
ridiculous.

And the men are often brutal,

that you points in the romantic face
...

And what do you find attractive?

I'm at the Uni saw and wanted in your
course.

I think ... Can you kiss?

No! You can't ...

I had ... you can't do that.

I think you should go now.

Hey. So early today?

The last hour I have let it fail.

We have seen since the days of hardly.

I thought we could go through the
surveys.

Smells okay for you?

Yes. I think it is.

You noticed with the dry rot in the
basement?

Yes, but we can handle that.

Nick, come here!

Give me a kiss.

Oh, Shit.

Don't worry about the house sponge,
no Worries. This is quickly solved.

What? You want it to you now but
change your mind?

No. Of course not.

I'm looking forward to our little
cottage.

Try.

Tastes absolutely awesome.

Careful, careful, Janet. Very nice
and hard, the bed.

Oh, Dr. Grant come the same?

No. He sees your mother in the
operating room.

May not eat again until after the
surgery.

Get us a rolls, Janet. No.

The nurse said, then again.

Now you're here nice and comfortable.

I'll get you some candy and magazines
for later.

Be careful that you don't throw rolls
to you.

You look like Coco the Clown.

Damn! Stupid Cow! I'm so sorry.

All full of coffee. They have no eyes
in your head?

Can I get you a new one? Let me!

Mary, we are going to the honeymoon.

I must survive the next time.

All right, as long as I'm with you.

You bring Gerald today, but not again?

I would like to spend an evening
alone with my husband.

What the hell did I deserve you?

This is so far from the poor
neighborhood of my Childhood.

My Pa crazy would be proud of me. And
my thinks

I have lost my mind. Maybe I've got
that too.

Then you're at 6 back home?

Promised.

What is the professional idiots are
they?

The long words that no one understood
faith,

make your book better?

Go to fresh air. don't tell me
what I should do.

The office is the case of the purest
rats!

No space and only bullshit to read.

Among all private school idiots, no
promotion was worthy of it.

Because I can shoot me now.

Why don't you just move your Desk?

This may help you to think more
clearly.

Your Rose makes a beautiful pain in
the ass from you.

We don't use the books.

There is no better advertising source
and we do not use them.

Red.

I don't know. I don't know.

I'm going for a walk.

I'll clean up your work Desk. -
get your hands off my stuff!

We need new authors. But those that
remain loyal to us.

In addition, we need new readers.

Yes.

If the reader is the author?
- I don't understand you.

It moved only a freshman per year,

because everyone poses a risk.
- Yes.

A is risky, but not ten.

We do not advertise with the content
of a book.

The novelty of the concept.
- Brilliant.

You go home, Joseph. But

(both) Go home.

Yes, Charles. To think we have the
time.

We are looking for an ad for new
authors: "We give talent a Chance."

The back of the pages we use to
display Ads.

In order for you to go directly to
the readers.

New voices of the Public. Readers
write for readers.

Books of them for you. Entertainment
for the working class.

A new class that has just learned to
read.

The search makes enough publicity. We
publish only the Best.

Anyone who writes, you read.

Who was rejected, will want to see
what was printed.

To take you under a contract is
favorable.

Each of the books.

You have to forget the art. Here it
comes to business.

The Good will of the other support.

It is a product and marketing.

Also, I want the photos to the
envelopes.

I hate these boring things. There are
beautiful women on it.

Mary! I'm so sorry, Mary.

Hopp hopp, the doctor is so far.

Why do you say a cheerful "hopp"?

It's bad enough that you will cut.

No Fear. Everything will be fine.
- Janet!

Can I accompany my mother? No. You
wait beautiful on the outside.

Dr. Grant will take care of you. And
a nice greeting!

"It couldn't be.", sister Violetta
thought.

Of all the surgeons she had landed
precisely in the,

you are hated all over the world the
most.

"This is not a coincidence.", he said.

I specifically requested.

You have already had for far too long
their will.

I'm going to teach you something.
"I'm a grown-up"-,

gave Violetta angry. You seem to me
like a child.

Violetta felt her rose blush.

"Damn," she thought, "that he tied
you with words."

Before she could reply, he filed the
terminal.

"Hold this.", he instructed you.

Violet licked her dry lips.

And as his skin, the striped,

you suddenly got weak in the knees.

"I should not tell you the probably,"
said the nurse.

"But Dr. Steele lost his wife in a
car accident in Morocco."

"He has injured the leg."

He had to cut yourself out of the car.

Then he tried for hours, his wife, to
revive.

The tragedy of it was: you would
never in contention,

if it weren't for the help for street
children.

Violetta felt an involuntary twinge
of pity.

She was an orphan and knew how it
was, if you ...

Mum. Oh, Mum. Is everything went well?

Your mother can now run on three legs.

This Was A Little Joke. The Operation
was very successful.

Thank you. You will be healthy again.
You must rest now.

You will see tomorrow according to
her. Thank You, Dr. Grant.

I think you're wonderful.

We're meeting in the Goose?

I can't today, but Friday.

Kirstie, hey! Jack, I have a date.

Then we will do so, as it would have
been the kiss never?

Would you rather I reported the
matter to?

You have not reciprocated the kiss,
me just not observed?

I'm sure you will find it very funny,

to play the Roman hero. Probably a
bet.

But I'm sorry. I have to guys in the
College age have no interest in.

Even if it were so: I have a
relationship.

What Is Serious?

Yes, of course.

I think you should attend my lecture.

Charles, you must lyin ' around for
even more at home?

In the office it stacks up.

Gerald has a bunch of people for the
wedding, the house is full.

Here. 80% of the scripts are by women.

Lizzie! You would have a few of them
to read?

How were the last? all - in-One
was very good.

The other I burned.

The meeting with some authors place
here.

Gerald can't work. Also, I need to
charm something

so you have the feeling that you are
Special.

Charles? Come to bed.

Hm.

I said, come to bed.

I will let you prefer. I tear it with
my hands.

A little tear wouldn't be so bad.

We can afford a New.

But we don't want to take out.

We have a hard enough worked.

Rip ... but I'll tell you:

Sometimes the heroes in the romance
novels,

we get pretty rough.

Funny what you will find of the women
apparently good.

We will Finance Edith Nixon, to write
a year for us.

Even if she writes no line, we have
advertising. Charles.

"Mills & Boon writing supports the
end of the seller."

And pretty she is. Charles!

I love you.

Thank God I don't have to put me with
you.

These women are maybe exhausting.

So you'll catch a cold. Cover
yourself nicely.

Ah, good day.

Are you Dr. Steele, isn't it?

No, Dr. Grant.

Of course. Excuse Me, Dr. Grant.

I'm meeting with a couple of
Girlfriends.

You operated my mother. You are
wonderful.

What was her Name? Janet.

Janet ... Well.

Hi. I'm Mick. Hi Mick, I'm Janet.

Would you like to sit, perhaps, to us
while you wait?

Yes, thank you.

Are you also a doctor?

Anesthesiologist.

And what do you do?

I am a nurse. Oh, yeah? Where?

Oh, you know, I'm just helping out
occasionally.

I only work here and there.

How is actually your first name? Uh
... James.

James! The same as me. James and
Janet.

Na the same letter. J, A, ... E ...

Are you married? Do you want to make
me a request?

Oh, no. Yes ... no!

What are you, Janet? No, I'm not
pregnant.

I'm just a little too fat for the
dress?

No, Sorry. I meant to drink.

Oh, Martini and lemonade, please.

Okay.

And what do you do in your spare
time, Jean?

Janet. I like to read
Mills-and-Boon-novels.

I think you're wonderful.

I don't get much out of it, because
my mother likes the.

But maybe it will be better if you
can go back.

You are wonderful. The man has said
that to me before.

But thank you, Janet.

And now, excuse me.

Here's Your Drink.

Made me very happy, now we go to the
movies together, so ...

Okay.

Shall we go?

Charles.

I'll tell you: This is hopelessly bad.

Charles, I have something to tell you.

I'm ... well, yeah. We have a Baby.

Mary, oh Mary.

Our own Baby. Charles.

Do you think more time could be now
to spend at home?

The business is going so well and you
said it yourself ...

I'm afraid not Mary.

Gerald and I volunteered for the army.

For king and country.

I of course knew nothing of ...

The more important it is now to fight
for what is right.

Oh, Charles.

Gerald got in the Ammo Department.

The will appeal to him. And I ...

I'm going to the Navy.

Why didn't you post a writing Desk?

I knew you'd be upset.

Believe me, by Christmas, the
nightmare is over.

Storm in a water glass. You'll see.

Margaret takes so long to the
business.

When I get back, we will have a lot
of time for each other.

All three of us.

An interesting aspect in these books
the heroes are.

They change over the years

and give an excellent witness of your
Epo...

... of their epoch.

The years after 1910 are of heroes

of the British Empire.

You are admired by a little stiff her
heroines.

And trust that the heroine will help
you out of a jam.

Socially or financially.

In the '20s and' 30s, the young hero.

Blonde boys that are younger and
weaker than the heroine.

You could set it as a lament for the
young men,

who had died in the war, to
understand.

They were a young love that 10 years
later, writing women.

With the country's noble we have to
do it in the ' 30s.

With the Mature hero in the ' 40s.
And with the Playboy

or the successful older man in the '
50s.

The much too fashion-conscious locals
men of the 60s

did not work as a romantic hero.

So the novelist had to look abroad.

They brought Macho, Latino, or Arab
hero,

traditionally a lot of masculine.

This Trend continued until in the 70s.

Then we come to the most well-known
archetypes.

The sexually dominant Alpha male.

He's pretty brutal and greedy

and forcing its heroine ever criminal
end of kisses.

In the 90s, we are then in the "new
man".

Sensitive, loving, and strong enough

for an equal relationship.

Since 2000, we have the Baby loving

and constantly apologetic heroes.

Interestingly, also the Porn is
coming on strong now.

And now the heroes are often younger
than the heroine.

The heroine gets who she wants. Even
though you fight him in the beginning.

You tame, civilized him, and bring him

in the symbolic-female realm, the
home.

Then they marry and live happily
until death.

Sometimes you have to dump the boring
guy,

hangs out at her home.

You want to keep the course? Since
you are an expert.

No?

Due to this constant transformation
of the hero

have argued with some feminists,

it is not male dominance, but female
Power.

Dear Charles. I can't believe

you're almost a year away.

One has the feeling that this
terrible war never ends.

I pray every day for your safety.

Gerald, it's good. He's going to
leave you, as always, best regards.

Here, everything runs normally.

The authors would of course prefer to
do with you.

But all in all, we think we are, I
think, quite well.

Margaret, we still have paper?

Moaning

(Frederick) Oh, Margaret! O God,
Margaret!

(Margaret) Oh, Frederick!

(He) I desire you every second I'm
awake.

We are two souls connected.

Where can I live if I leave your body?

I'm in the desert! I'm dying of
thirst!

She screams.

(They) Mary!

Mary, I'm so sorry. I'm so ashamed of
myself.

I didn't want you to ... He is
married!

Sophie Cole's Sister. I know.

But we are powerless against it, Mary.

Our love is too strong.

Please, Mary, you're not going to say
anything?

Is he always like that? So
passionately?

Yes, I'm afraid.

Even more than that.

Dear Charles. The longing for you is
like a burning pain.

I desire you every second I'm awake.

We are two souls connected.

If you leave me, I'm in the desert
and die of thirst.

Mary, your letter has me very worried.

The last thing we need now is for you
to get hysterical.

Maybe you should consult a doctor.

And if you're already on the road: I
need socks, because ...

The Baby's crying.

Don't cry.

Most of all, your arrogance annoys
me! You don't know me!

Nevertheless, you during my lecture,

my students accept that between us,
what's going on!

Shh. This is a library.

I have to admit it. I have a little
brindled.

Can I buy you a Drink?

No, you can't do that!

You are not determined.

This was just the perfect heroine.

Seriously. That was really good. Was
just for fun. Wait!

I'm sorry. I behaved like an Idiot.

I think she's great. And I've been
watching you for months.

As you sit on the lawn, in a book
deepens.

You always have a Shoe.

And play to your button.

And I ... uh ... just want to know if
I have a Chance.

No, you have not.

Okay. I understand. You have your ...
Partner.

Their joint account, and probably a
mortgage.

This is more excitement than a woman
can handle.

Why should you have any interest in
me?

I tell it straight, Kirstie: I want
you.

I want to fuck you on a favorite on
the spot.

Also, if you are me gonna slap, I
want you to know.

God, I'm so mad at you.

But I don't.

Can you tell me over there?

She had no other choice, she had to
say it to his face.

And you had to do it now, before her
anger subsided.

Violet pushed the door and went after
him.

As she felt the steam on her face,

and the water noise is heard, they
seized a wave of excitement.

Dr. Steele stood in front of her in
the shower.

You should go better, as long as you
still had the opportunity.

By remained she challenged, a further
humiliation.

Nevertheless ...

... stretched Violetta your Hand.

And gently stroke him on the damp
skin of his back.

Great God, Violetta.

His Sigh blew her shiver of
expectation across the back.

How was that again? She put her Hand
...

... his huge, hard cock.

Lust darkened his eyes. He grabbed
her by the chin

and drew you to himself.

Violetta was not prepared for this
violent Urge.

His mouth opened her lips.

You was able to counteract his
strength, nothing.

O God! O God!

It is dangerous to be with a man,

if he is in this state.

His lips kissed every resistance away.

I hope you have protection.

He stuck his tongue in the Hollow
between her Breasts.

The weight of his body overwhelmed
her.

And she let his pulsing manhood
awareness.

"Oh, Rex, My Love!", she moaned.

At his jaw it looked, how fast his
pulse was pounding.

While his mouth looked for the pink
tips.

The fire alarm goes off.

His hands laid themselves on her
shoulders.

And oppressed with the Power of.

Get out of here! Or I take no
responsibility.

Go! I have to say that I was.

That was awesome. Quickly, get out!

Rex, I don't want to go.

You knew it was blind madness. But
she felt a Desire

to feel his body again.

I have to tell you that the feelings,

the hope is to inspire you, long dead.

I kissed you, because you have
offered me.

Tears filled their eyes. Her cheeks
were burning.

He had kissed her to humiliate you.

"You are so disgusting."

"The tragedy of your life has made
you mean and evil."

"I can't love a Monster like you,"
blurted out of her.

Then she fled from the room,

still his taste on the lips.

Oh, I see the disc of the fire
detector taken.

I'm sorry.

Mary, the roses are made by all.

Charles!

Damn! What the hell ...

Charles! Even if you have spoken to
in the Navy so ...

This is a disaster! The other authors
on the left

and there are 250,000 copies of
"valley of the moon" in print!

The will can wait.

And now you and Frederick.

While we fight for the honor of the
country ...

When Sophie hears about this, we will
lose them as well as Jack London.

She says it's love.

You do not fall in love with a
married man.

You can't blame your sister.

Gerald and I are fighting for our
country.

We have built this company with our
hands.

The Only thing that I have ever owned.

We need to save and work a lot.
Otherwise it is not.

Charles, Mary.

Have you got a minute?
- Damn It! Is it like that?

Charles! Leave me alone!

I'm afraid I have a not-so-good news.

The alarm clock beeps.

When were you actually at home?

I didn't hear you come in.

I have my teeth still not cleaned.

I don't care.

Kirstie! I can't do that.

I tried to today on the way to the
office the lawyer.

To see if everything is ready for
signature.

But maybe later?

After Desperate Housewives?

What wanted to come from Dr. Grant?

Not at all. He is in the OP.

You can go home in the morning, Mrs.
Bottomley.

Tomorrow? Arrangement from the doctor.

He will not be tomorrow however
there. He has free.

But I wanted to thank you but still
with him.

Let him at the reception.

I had a message for Dr. Grant.

Actually, more of a map. Again.

Who is allowed to drag all to the
Party? I.

Party?

Then I could just ... what's the
address?

Here.

Low Moan

The moaning is louder.

Yes, aha. Into the bushes by my
English teacher had been dragged.

I can delete from the list.

Tell me, am I the Youngest you've had?

Um ... up to a couple of 17-Year-old
for Breakfast.

Nice. And how was it for you? Well?

Or do you prefer to strong the fat
and bald?

Looks like your Nick? Not, Jack.

Why not? I can ask but. He is my
competitor.

You're not competitors. But, we are.

I'm falling straight into you.

What? You're 23.

You're very lucky.

O God.

I don't know what got into me.

Love it in any case. What is it then?

How can I describe it? Passion, Lust.

How do you want that it begins? With
a check list?

Well. To me it starts off that way.

But ... But what?

But it is not permanent.

How do you know?

I've experienced that before. With
Nick?

No. Not with Nick.

But in front of it. That means this
is it, then?

It doesn't even work, so not again?
Okay. Is good.

Nick and I have currently a crisis.

Between us, it is not longer correct.

By the us I recognized it.

But that does not mean that you have
a Chance.

Why not? Because you ... You're too
young.

Damn! Give us a Chance! Because to
us, except for Sex nothing connects.

I'm sorry, no.

Violetta felt her heart broken into a
million shards,

as she ran out of the hospital.

Her fingers shook as she tried

to close the clasp on your cloak.

Tears welled up in her eyes. You
barely saw where she ran.

Blind, desperate. The main thing,
away from him.

She looked around briefly once more.
There he stood.

Arrogant, with the broad shoulders in
the doorway.

In his Element, in this brutal,
ghastly weather.

Everything okay, Janet? I'm writing a
few hasty letters.

The next Morning Violetta in the
hospital called.

She said she was uncomfortable.

You will not be able to get to work.

It took a few days, until even the
touch of color

in her cheeks returned.

And as it rang at the door, had it
open in no mood to.

But when she saw him standing there,
exhausted and Strait,

she had to muster all of his strength,

not to sink to his knees and crying.

Instead, they asked him to come in.

"Violetta, I was such a fool,"

he said breathing hard.

Since Rita is dead, I have not love
allowed me to.

And I had no reason to do so.

But then you met me.

But as you said, I'm a Monster,

and you could never love me ...

What are you, what agonies I have
suffered, think.

Why?

You have to ask? You don't know,

I got you from the first Moment
loved, Violetta?

Oh, Rex. My God, I love you, too.

Your beauty brings me out of my mind.

Say you'll marry me.

Oh ... Rex, dear, of course I'll
marry you.

... And as she took his head in his
hands, to kiss him,

she could not believe that she had
such a fear of him.

Because in his eyes only one thing:
love.

Bren, every Time you wear the blouse,
I get a hard-on.

If you can't make more than that,
Brian,

need to you have nothing to Worry
about.

Well. I'm a short time away. A couple
of things to do.

Today I am invited to a Party.

Should I go with you the agreements
that we negotiate?

(Charles) The Lord God!

- Rose also know as know.

You can contact at any time.

Don't worry, we're fine.

Joseph, you assume the teachers.
- To hell with it!

I'll do that, too. You're not in a
long time.

Charles.
- I'll do you, too, damn it!

You're already overloaded with your
love novels.

It would be for the company not good,
if we were both sick.

Charles, please. Not!

Well. I see. I need to get rid of the
cancer quickly.

And here again with tackle.

Music: James Brown - Sex Machine.

Oh, Hello. Have you gathered all of
your gifts yourself?

Music: Ella Fitzgerald - Cry me a
river

Oh, hi.

Good Timing.

I just got the chops in the oven.

She turns off the music.

Nick, I need to talk to you.

Okay. What's it about?

I don't know how to tell you this.

I'm with one other man slept.

I wasn't planning on it, but he did.

In our relationship, something goes
wrong.

Don't tell me.

Who's the guy?

No. Don't tell me.

I don't want to know.

Nick!

Hi!

Hi, are you Linda?

Janet. Hi Mick.

You Are? ... Know, James, that you
are here?

It is a Surprise.

Understand, well then ... Oh, James!

Look who I found.

Hi James. Nice Party.

Yes, thank you. What are you doing
here?

I've heard of the Party and wanted to
see you.

I would like to ask you to go again.

But James. You have kissed me.

I know that you have fear of love.

You can trust me. Get rid of it!

I'm not going to leave you.

What are you thinking?

I don't know it.

You see you?

No.

Then we will get through this.

Other couples can do this. We will
get through this.

And that's it? Yes? What you want to
hear?

You got me too ...

Pah! So you're off the hook now?

That's bad luck! I don't have.

Well. Because we have to. We have no
other choice.

Unless you want us to break up.

I don't know what I want. A
separation would not go.

You can't time for you to cook for
yourself.

Let alone your own place.

So we write the contracts.

Day, Joseph. Any News?

I'm afraid not.

Mr. Boon is in the warehouse.

Charles, why are you not in hospital?

Is there any news?

Have you visited him?

I can't do that.

I can't, Mary.

They would tell us when he ...

Rose would it tell us?

Come on! Let us go together.

I owe everything to him.

Everything, Mary.

I don't understand why you're doing
it. I should leave you.

You wouldn't never do that, because
you knew, where you will stay.

Nonsense! I'm sorry, Nick is doing to
me. But you said it yourself:

Our relationship has been reduced to
a house purchase.

I need the documents on the Desk.

(in tears) don't touch!

I'll help you with that.
- You're such a Gentleman.

Until tomorrow, Janet.
- Janet the planet.

The TV is on.

Janet, can you change the channel?

The Same, Mum. I don't like it.

Janet, the TV.

They're bringing the novel. What's
going on?

Mills & Boon are bringing out my
novel.

You're not pregnant, are you? No, I'm
not pregnant.

I'm a writer.

I'm a proper writer.

What are we to make of these Happy
Endings?

Critics say they are regressive, such
as Valium.

Provide short-term escapes,
preventing us from

to make the changes that would be in
our life.

A spoonful of sugar that sweetens us
the medicine.

And maybe you're right.

Because what are the chances that
things go perfectly?

What are the chances that the love
will hold forever?

Charles ...

Charles, please.

Or that someone of us is riding off
into the sunset.

An author of Mills & Boon used in the
' 30s

their fees to smuggle 29 Jews from
Germany.

And that's a Happy ending how to make
it in the real world

not better can be your choice. Don't
you agree?

Mary, what should I do now?

I lost my best friend.

And soon, my company,

if I can't find a way, its shares to
buy.

She is everything I've ever had.

This company is fucking the Only
thing I've ever had.

Am I nothing?

I mean, Alan and I?

What?

Of course not. But you've just said.

I didn't mean it like that. But you
give me the feeling!

And I want to feel wanted! Don't you
understand?

I need the feeling that you want me
to be!

But I want you. Why do I feel nothing?

The good, old Mary, to you do not
have to strive.

What Charles is with me?

I didn't realize it. Why didn't you
say anything?

I've said it. I've told and told and
told and told.

On million different ways.

You've never given me the feeling
that you need me!

Ah, Miss Bottomley. Alan Boon.

Am very pleased to make your
acquaintance.

My office is just around the corner,

but if you already have success, you
want to show it. Champagne?

For me, the end is not the Problem.

It's always about heterosexuals.
Not this again.

It does not, however, claim to be
high literature.

(Jack) I'll bring you my work.

I've written about what you've
proposed.

Heroes who use violence.

The reason why these books have so
many brutal hero, is,

because women can't tell you what you
want.

Perhaps society holds it

because for you women who enjoy Sex
are slutty.

Maybe self-censorship.

The rape fantasies happen often

in mutual consent. You see in many
novels.

They are a way to circumvent the
Problem.

So the heroine gets the Sex she wants

and without feelings of guilt.

Behind them is the deep need to be
sought after, wanted.

"Damn it, Yes, I want it!"

But the must cache

with the excuse that she was too old,
and I was too young.

Or passion would wear off.

Good Luck, Kirstie. Hiding your
feelings. I'm out of here.

Mary?

I'm sorry.

It is not funny?

As Gerald was not certain then,and
knew not

whether or not he should marry Rose,
I persuaded him to do so.

I told him of our happiness.

I told him you're my Rock.

You're the beat of my heart.

And now I've made you unhappy.

What? I ... I'm your heartbeat?

Of course.

From the first Moment of our
encounter.

So what you have to me but also to
say.

Women want to hear that again and
again.

Women need romance.

You should of all people know that.

Mr. Boon. Mr. Joseph Henley is here,
Sir.

What does he want?

Damn! It appears always ...

Ah, Joseph.
- Mr. Boon, Sir.

I would like to buy in the company,
Sir.

I would buy up the shares from Mr.
Mills.

I inherited the money.

This is really Serious?

You are good man! This is excellent
news.

Lizzie, bring on the Brandy.

Mary has just suggested something.
She is quite right.

We need to focus on love novels.

There will always be a market.

We put everything on one card. We
specialize in a Genre.

Women need romance.

I have a wonderful wife?

And how should we do it? We need to
have the papers drawn up.

We must take his share from the sale
...

Either you defeat the enemy or team
up with him.

I feel like my life is transformed

in one of these books.

So, I ...

I'm not going to say forever.

Or: they were happy up to the end of
their days.

But ... a day after the other.

And ... a little bit of Sex.

No.

A lot of Sex. ... I'm 23.

Well, I see.

I'm going to have to show everything,
what I know.

"Dear Dr. Steele," we have quickly
agreed.

It would be glad if they give up
their other employment,

and full-time writing for us. I have
to take care of my Mum.

Your fee will make you very happy.

Here is a little advance. He
represents only a fraction.

Oh my goodness!

May I ask if you already have an idea
for your next book?

The idea for my first came out with
the hero and ...

And there is currently no new man,

the could conquer your heart?

Maybe ... But, there is someone.

Oh, and I would like to change my
name.

I call myself from now on, Raquel
Pretty.

On Raquel Pretty.

If you'll excuse me, Raquel.

The call of duty.

You can stay as long as you want to.

Enjoy the fruits of their labor.

Please ensure that the Lady gets
everything she wants.

Oh, I'm Sorry. You ... you could Have
a pen for me?

Of Course, MA'am.

The man flicked bass with the fingers.

"More champagne, miss!"

Vexed, pressed Raveena on her lips.

He was unbearably arrogant.

Video Text-Captioning Of The
Bayerischer Rundfunk 2009

Automatic Translation By:
www.elsubtitle.com
Visit Our Website For Free Translation