All language subtitles for Lezioni private (1975) eng

Yes, ma'am.

Where are you going, senora?

- The cemetery. - Ah.

- Uh, oh. - Hey!

Watch where you're going, you degenerate.

Excuse me, I didn't see your leg.

Sorry!

Oh, God.

Oh!

Oh, excuse me.

I'm sorry!

I was in a hurry.

I didn't mean it.

Oh, it's all right.

I didn't see you.

Oh, my scarf.

Sorry. Oh

I'm sorry.

Uh... I'm sorry.

It's all right. It's fine.

I really am.

- It's all right. - Bye.

Priest-This person, more than any other, showed in the person

of.

An inimitable example of dedication,

she respected and loved above all things...

- Hello. - Hi.

Hi.

Priest: her mission of initiating

the ranks of the young into the sublime art of music.

She was a bloody turd.

Priest: But music is an art only when the music is

in control of light, of temperance of modesty,

of tenacious application.

We shall miss her not only for these reasons,

but for her infinite other.

Her love of people and her love of life

shall be remembered for all time.

Who's that woman there?

Priest: Who graced the humble corridors of our school

with far more love and understanding...

Who's that woman over there?

I don't know, I think it's our new piano teacher.

And may God bless her soul. Amen.

There you are, senora.

That'll be 400 euro, please.

Well, seasons are changing.

Not what they used to be, huh?

It was a lot hotter when I was a kid.

I can't remember that far back.

God, mother in heaven!

MAN: What's that?

It sounded like a scream.

Come on, let's go.

WOMAN: He's crazy.

Get out of here!

Take care of her. Stop!

Senora, it's all right now.

There, you'll be fine.

- Don't touch me! - Sorry.

Did you bring what I told you to, nitwit?

OK, yeah. Great.

OK, when I give you the sign, all right?

Psst, hey.

Good looking.

You're so beautiful, it staggers my mind.

Baby, you have one hell of an effect on me.

I can't resist you.

Now, what was that all about?

True, I was playing the ,

but I had no idea that my interpretation

was so infectious.

I would like you to pay more attention.

Our passion for music can help us to realize

every force within ourselves.

We live in a remote cloistered little village,

but with music we can transcend every boundary.

Naturally, for this privilege a certain amount of sacrifice

is required.

An almost fanatical application.

And frankly, our private lives have to take second place.

So, jokes or pranks that are not within a musical framework

must be excluded.

You, come up to the piano.

Dear Alessandro, we would feel much

more at ease if you weren't continually

making that long face.

Get lost.

I don't appreciate your idiot jokes.

You didn't have to play that trick on Alice.

Wow, this morning she was going to have a stroke.

You guys can say whatever you like,

but since this new teacher Miss Formenti showed up,

I've never seen you two paying so much attention to a piano.

I think it's love at first sight.

Oh you're out of your head.

She's old enough to be my mother.

What does that have to do with it?

Love is nothing you can command.

True love is blind.

Kiss me, you fool.

Hey, are you mad or something?

That's your sister. So what?

I need a consolation because Alessandro

is interested in someone else.

Well then, I guess I should get a little consolation

from Paula. You weirdo.

Not from me, you don't.

I have to get upstairs.

See ya. Bye.

- So long, goodbye. - See ya tomorrow.

You should eat more.

Perhaps some fruit.

You don't eat enough, my little darling.

Luigi, talk to your son, will you.

Uh huh.

And what song are you preparing for the examination

at the end of the week?

I told you yesterday, I don't know yet what I'll be playing.

What is it?

What's the matter?

If you're feeling badly, you've got to tell us.

Do you want me to talk to this new teacher of yours?

It might be a very good idea, darling.

Does she know that you're the best in the school?

Oh ma, please.

If you ask me, it's better if she knows it now.

It might be a while until she realizes how good you are.

Now, eat. Come on, come on.

Luigi! God damn that woman.

And why can't she drown in a river?

What do you think about sending out a

I don't think the one in the spring was enough.

You tell him, Luigi.

Luigi!

Are you listening?

Yes, yes.

Whatever you say, Gizella.

May I come in?

Oh!

I hope I'm not too late for coffee.

Of course not, my friend.

You're never too late.

I brought you some... some cookies.

I'll bring the coffee.

It'll just take a moment.

Look after him, will you?

What do you think of the.

Just fine, dear.

Close the window.

Now what are you doing, for Christ sakes?

He'll close it. Good morning.

Good morning, good morning.

Now, let's see what's the matter.

How old are you now? 18.

18. Well, it's got to be a girl.

Don't worry, Gizella.

Your little boy's going to be all right.

I'll find something to cure him.

Good morning.

Good morning.

It's for you.

Some clown wants you on the telephone.

Sounds like that fella out of Sanville.

And don't be all day.

Hello?

Is that you, Alessandro?

That would be nice.

I don't know.

All right.

Stop it, will you!

It's my idiot brother, Gabrielli.

He thinks he's Jack the Ripper.

We might, can you call me a bit later?

See ya.

Hold on, here's my brother. Hey.

How you doing, Don Juan?

Yeah, well listen there's something I got to show you.

So what is it you wanted to show us, huh?

Yeah, we've been pedaling these things for half an hour.

Open up!

Well, I won't be the only one to open up around here fellas.

Have a look.

Prophylactics for your hygienic convenience.

And like a true friend, I brought one for each.

Hold it, dummy.

You have to use your head from time to time.

Figure it out, will ya.

If you unroll it beforehand, how are you going to get it on?

But I didn't unroll it all the way,

just a little to look at it.

You've seen 'em before, huh?

Yeah, sure.

You know how to use them?

Yeah.

Naturally, men.

The faster you get the damn thing on,

the better you're going to look.

Can't ask a woman to lie down on the grass

and wait for an eclipse while you get ready, right guys?

When I say go, we all begin. Go!

First of all, you have to get a hard on.

Otherwise it won't go on. Careful, Nicco.

If you jerk off you're disqualified.

First!

And I'm right on your ass!

Second.

Mine took longer because mine's the biggest.

Now I have to take a leak and I don't know what to do,

the thing's stuck on there.

There's nothing to worry about, you'll work it out.

Oh, shit, I can't get it off and I

can't hold it in any longer.

ALESSANDRO: 3 matches lit in the dark.

The first beautiful because now we see your face.

The second... this match illuminates your eyes.

The last, to see your mouth.

And the rest I leave to my, uh, my uncontrollable imagination.

And, meanwhile I take you in my waiting arms.

Beautiful.

Sure is.

Yeah, but I, uh, I have to get going now.

I'll see you tomorrow, all right?

Ciao.

Yeah, tomorrow.

See ya.

Alessandro.

Alessandro, now listen closely.

When I count to three you better be out of there or else

I'll break the door down.

Goddammit, let's go.

Look, I only have 10 minutes to get to the clinic.

Ah, finally.

It was a half an hour this time, buddy.

Your mother gets upset when you spend

too much time in bathroom.

She thinks you're sick.

Well, mothers are like that, but, uh, I

don't think you're sick at all.

I mean, it's not injections you need, is it?

I guess I'd better be going.

Wait a minute, kid.

We'll have a little talk, man to man.

All right?

I gotta go, Dad.

Hey, will you listen to me for just a minute?

You know, I was once your age.

I imagine you were.

Well just let me finish then, huh?

Look, I know what's happening.

I mean, you understand.

No, I don't.

It's the girls, isn't it?

Right?

Oh, it's perfectly normal.

I understand, I understand.

Beautiful little things. Oh, I know.

I know!

Years ago, in Africa, when I was a young man... oh,

there were girls there that were 12 years

old that were already women.

You know, they really had it together at an early age.

I mean, 12 years old and built like 18.

Had it out to here.

I remember this one girl, she could have been more than 10,

she was already pregnant.

I tell you, you have to watch these girls, Alessandro.

They're demons if they get their hands on you.

This one, this one took a hold of me, you wouldn't believe it.

What's the matter, you ashamed of your father?

These are the facts of life you're hearing.

Oh, what the hell are they teaching you in school?

I mean, this is the 20th century,

there's no reason to be nervous.

Just keep it together.

That's all you have to do.

You're to uptight, son.

If you don't watch yourself, you'll be a nervous wreck.

- All right, I'll watch myself. - Beautiful!

- See you later. - Fine.

Give 'em hell, give 'em hell.

How old are you now, Alessandro?

ALESSANDRO: 18. - 18.

Beautiful, beautiful. Shit.

Oh!

Oh, I'm sorry!

Excuse me.

Uh, it seems that we've met this way before.

I'm sorry, Miss Formenti.

I guess I'm just a walking disaster.

- Are you always so distracted? - Yes.

No! I don't know.

Sorry.

Well, you didn't have to rush so much you know.

School doesn't start for another hour.

I know, I was just going somewhere.

Oh, you... you have another appointment.

You better go, then.

No, no.

It was nothing like that.

I could accompany you, if you want me.

Oh, thank you but I wouldn't like

the principal to see me with a student outside of school.

He's very strict, you know that.

Anyway, I have to think about those things.

I'm older than you are.

But you're not very old.

And you're very pretty.

Listen, uh, let's make a bargain.

I'll allow you to fall in love with me

if you promise to think seriously about a pretty girl

your own age.

We'll have to respect the rule, but let's be sensible.

What rule?

Well, that every student falls in love with his teacher.

It's inevitable.

GIRL: Alessandro!

Alessandro.

Oh, it's apparent that you did have an appointment.

But a good student should have a better memory.

Yes,

I guess so.

Well, goodbye Corsini.

Well, goodbye now.

Don't forget your lesson.

Hey, wait.

Wait, will ya.

Wait for what?

Did you have an appointment with me or with her?

Hey, come on.

For crying out loud, she's a teacher.

What else could I do, huh?

For me she's a teacher, but for you it's another thing.

What do you mean by that, huh?

What do you mean?

She means something else.

I don't know.

A personification of sex.

Oh man, I think stories of sex are a fixation of yours.

I don't know what you're thinking about,

but if anyone has a complex about sex it's you.

Oof.

In the music of Italy during the 16th century,

there were two prevalent styles.

The and the.

You should've seen it, honest.

Right out of "The Arabian Nights,"

there were seven naked women dancing.

It was Palestrina himself who saved

ecclesiastical polyphonic music when he had the pope listen

to his famous.

Uh, thank you for your attention.

Good day!

The fore-handed piano technique,

which is the subject of today's lesson,

used to be considered a fundamental preparation

for all pianists.

Hey, she's not wearing any stockings.

Yeah, she is so.

MISS FORMENTI: It was particularly in vogue

in the Romantic period.

In which this technique served to obtain

a wide range of effects, as we shall see later.

This technique was already evident at the end of...

They're light colored stockings, you moron.

There's no way.

MISS FORMENTI: where we find the first

examples of compositions for forehands for the harpsichord.

Some of the most interesting pieces are the...

They're stockings.

MISS FORMENTI: Hungarian Dances of Brahms.

Which he wrote for himself and his friends.

They have a folklore motif, rich in life and color.

Corsini, you come up to the piano.

Corsini? Oh!

Uh... Gabrielli, I bet he wishes he wasn't up there.

Look at how red he's turning.

Why don't you shut down, dummy.

Shut up, you worm.

Bonjourno, Miss Formenti.

Bonjourno, Father.

Well, now.

How have you been getting along?

Oh, very well thank you.

We're pleased with your work here.

At first, I must say I was a bit dubious about the possibilities

of your fitting in the ambiance of

an ecclesiastical institution.

You see, we've never had a teacher as young as you.

We have noticed the progress you've been making,

you're quite satisfactory.

Both professionally and morally.

We're quite content to have you with us.

Rest assured that you have our strong support

concerning your degree.

Thank you, Father.

We are certainly aware of your need of our approval.

There is nothing to worry about, we anticipate no problems

whatsoever.

Rest assured.

A little bit more.

My mother covers it a lot lower than that.

That's because she has a large nose.

When you have a large nose, it's better to go over the edge.

I think I read that someplace. Come on, you try.

I think they put something in it.

My lips look larger.

Yeah, they'll put anything in it to make a sale, the crooks.

Uh huh.

You know, most actresses have big lips, too.

Don't they?

Just like their breasts.

I bet they use cotton.

Some of them have that operation.

Lend me your bra, I think I'll try stuffing it with something.

Sure, but if you want to stuff it you'll need a bigger size.

Here.

PAULA: Thanks.

What size do you wear?

32 AA.

I wonder why we have to wear these things, anyway.

PAULA: I read in Cosmopolitan they're

supposed to keep you firm.

Ah, they'll say anything in those dumb mags.

PAULA: Yeah, pretty soon they'll have us wearing steel corsets.

Wouldn't I look funny in one of those.

PAULA: Yeah.

I think some of the boys put something in their pants,

you know?

PAULA: You mean... down there? - Sure.

Haven't you ever felt it when you dance?

Sometimes it gets bigger and then it goes down.

PAULA: Yeah, is that weird.

When I feel it getting bigger, I just move away.

You know, I like the line of this.

You know some of those girls taking the commercial course

aren't virgins anymore.

Who cares?

They're a bunch of weirdos anyway.

Would you do it with a guy like James Dean?

You better believe I would.

Yeah.

Come on, slow Joe!

I'm coming!

- Woohoo! - Hey, look out for the dog shit!

Dog shit, ah!

Whoo.

OK, I'll see you tomorrow.

Hey, hold on.

I still have some time, I'll walk a ways with you.

Well, we sure did some out of sight work today, huh?

You did, you mean.

After a while I can't concentrate anymore.

You've really perfected your technique, Alessandro.

Oh, I've only studied Miss Formenti.

I mean, I've been watching how she positions her hands.

I don't know how she does it, so composed.

Her wrists are so loose, man.

It's really something.

For my money, you're better.

You're crazy.

Man, have you seen how she uses her left hand?

And you're better than I am when it comes

to using your left hand, right?

Meh.

I don't know, when I see a pass that's this difficult I

get uptight and blow it.

I don't think anyone could tell, the way you play.

Thanks. Walk me back.

What's with you and Formenti?

Jeez, I've never seen you so alert in class.

Is it because you like the way she's plays,

or because you like her?

No answer, huh? But you're laughing.

What you laughing about, eh moose breath?

- Nothing. - You like her, right?

Come on, you can tell me.

- You're off your nut. - Hey, look.

I'm not the one that's in love with a piano teacher.

- See ya later. - Yeah, see ya.

So long.

Later.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Good morning, Miss Formenti.

I'll see you later.

I'm taking a bus.

You know, give my fee a rest. So long.

I've got a pass.

Go ahead.

DOORMAN: Bonjourno, senora.

Bonjourno, Francesco.

Oh, sorry! Excuse me.

Easy, fella.

Just exercising.

How long you going to be in there?

This is an emergency!

Ah.

Here comes a little present, darling.

Ready? Ugh.

Behave yourself now.

Mama knows what's good for you.

I'm telling you, I don't need any injection.

Oh, come on now.

I can't stand here holding it up in the air.

This one hasn't been sterilized.

This morning I saw Alice's mother in town.

She told me the new piano teacher gave Alice a lot

of compliments on her work.

I was so angry, I couldn't find words to tell her off.

Why, you are 1,000 times better than her little twit.

Ah! Ee.

- Now don't tell me I hurt you. - Good morning.

It's good afternoon, but come in anyway.

Our little tax man comes with his feet padded.

I'll just give you a little massage, and then we're done.

I'd rather do it myself.

Hah, all right.

I brought the account for you to see.

One moment, please.

Oh, your father and I decided you should be having

more lessons on the piano.

Only in private.

I spoke with the Senorita Formenti.

She'll make an exception in your case and come three times

a week. But you look so sad!

You'll do just fine.

Not very good, was it?

Well, you played it correctly.

It's just that, uh, it's a bit mechanical.

Doesn't have enough feeling.

Also, you sit too stiffly.

You have to melt into it. Like this.

Listen to the music.

It has to flow like a silver cord from the moon.

Oh, there's something wrong with the pedal.

Ah, uh it sticks once in a while.

One gets the wrong impression of your playing when

the instruments not in order.

Uh, that's right.

It'll be... it'll be fixed in a second.

It won't take me more than a second.

How are you doing down there?

Oh, I'm all right.

Ah, look Alessandro...

Oh, yes?

Ah, I think we can manage to play

on it like it is for today.

Uh, whatever you say.

MOTHER: Uh, excuse me.

I hope you're ready for some tea.

This is our tax accountant, he'll be joining us.

Ah, thank you. We'll be right there.

Ah!

- Dear, did you hurt yourself? - Uh, ha, no.

It's nothing.

Nothing.

It's nothing.

I'd certainly like to know where you

go every day with my camera.

You sure you know how to use it?

You showed me last month.

The field trip, or did you forget already?

Uh, you forgot.

Because you're already using the wrong film in it.

That stuff is too sensitive to light.

You should only use that in a shaded room,

you'll never get a good exposure outside.

Look, I don't need your lousy camera anyway.

Ah.

Eh, you don't change do you?

I only want to show you one little thing.

That this is a new model.

Look at this.

Watch.

With this, you can set the timing.

Got that?

And with this, you can regulate the diaphragm.

You understand? Yeah.

All right.

It's a nice set up.

I'll be all right.

Thanks.

Smile!

I heard from Gabrielli that Miss Formenti

is giving you private lessons.

How's it going?

OK.

Then how come you're not practicing day and night?

I don't believe you need private piano lessons.

But if you some other kind of lesson,

you sure could use them.

Ah!

Did you hurt yourself?

No, it's only a little scratch. Oof.

Oh, yeah.

There's blood on the brake.

It's starting to hurt.

We better put some disinfectant on then,

the brake's are a bit rusty.

It will be all right, I think.

Ah!

Ow, it hurts!

There.

Well, I guess I'd better take you home huh?

You're sure you're OK now, huh?

It's all right, it's nothing.

Try not to bend your knee.

Here, I'll help you.

Come on.

Oh, what are you doing here?

Is something wrong?

Look, I'm sorry.

You can't come in, I have things to do.

If you have something to tell me... How dare you?

What do you think you're doing?

Look, you can't break in on me this way.

It seems to me the best way to conduct our little session.

Oh!

They're horrible.

Dreadful!

How could you do such a thing?

Go ahead, go on.

Tear them all up.

I have the negatives, it doesn't matter.

- What do you want from me? - Oh, nothing.

I just want to help you.

Help me?

What do you mean, help me?

I don't need any help.

Sure you do.

Imagine what will happen when the president of the school

sees these.

Should I tell you what he's going to do?

He's going to blow his cork and boot you out of the school,

and all at the same time.

You can't do that, you'll ruin me.

Exactly.

But don't worry.

You're a pretty smart lady, I know that.

So then, you and I have to stick together.

Make sure that those pictures are never seen.

I'm sorry, you're on the wrong track.

But nice try.

Let's put this on for the moment, all right?

And take this off.

Nuh uh. The bra has got to go, too.

Let me play, huh?

KIDS: Yeah!

Ah huh!

KIDS: Fire!

KID: Knuckle head! - Savages!

Well, how's your passionate love affair with Formenti

going? Hm.

Not bad, all things considered.

Must be one hell of a hard scale to get your little head.

Will you quit joking around, all right?

Alessandro, you're so much in love

you haven't noticed anything.

She's just as bad as all the others.

Maybe worse.

But you, you'd better starting good look at her.

What do you mean, take a look?

I've looked already.

Look, nitwit.

I don't mean in her eyes.

You gotta watch the way the broad moves.

The way she dresses.

Her body.

Tomorrow would be a better time to take a good look.

Good morning.

Today we'll begin with the exercises which

we did not finish yesterday.

Do you believe that blouse she's wearing?

It doesn't mean anything.

It could be chance.

It seems that you're restless today, Finzi.

My books fell, I'm really sorry about that.

I've been feeling a little strange lately.

I've been having visions.

Well, as you're so anxious to move around why don't

you come up and play the piano.

Begin whenever you are ready.

That was beautifully done.

And for tomorrow I have another idea.

Strange? What the hell is so strange?

He's just normal.

So quit worrying, will ya?

When I was a kid, I used to do the same thing.

I'd sit there and read a comic book from cover to cover.

Now come on dear, will you stop worrying?

Eat your food, it's going to get cold.

Alessandro.

Oh, God in heaven will you do something with this woman?

Alessandro.

ALESSANDRO: What do you want?

Is anything the matter?

ALESSANDRO: No, I'm all right.

You've been in there 20 minutes.

What are you doing in there?

Nothing.

Are you sure you feel all right?

Yes, I'm all right mom.

Come and ear your dinner, it's getting cold.

Hey, come here.

What are you up to in there? Huh?

Huh?

You'll get warts.

Well?

Did you bring the negatives?

Why?

Look, Gabrielli.

I did what you asked.

You have to keep your part of the bargain.

But I only asked you one little stupid thing.

And it was easy for you, wasn't it?

That's not true.

It wasn't at all easy for me.

It was humiliating.

I felt like dying.

Come on.

Don't start lying to me at this point, OK?

All you're doing is adding sin to scandal.

Listen to me, I'll be sincere with you.

That's nice, just don't take all day.

Most of my girlfriends from the conservatory got married.

They were promising pianists, now they're housewives.

Any woman who wants to get ahead in her career

has to sacrifice her personal life.

I'm looked on with suspicion because I

don't want to be a teacher for the rest of my life.

You know, your talk is as boring as you are.

And around we're already too damn bored.

Oh, don't you understand that to expose myself like this,

it's so degrading that it's tearing my heart apart.

Oh dear, you poor thing.

You can't go on like this.

The martyr of the century.

Offer yourself to God.

If you're real good, you get a miracle.

I have nothing to do with your feelings.

As for your heart, see a doctor.

I want a lot more out of you now.

It will be easier, so relax.

Try to be reasonable.

Trying.

Well, that's for you.

And I'll take care of everything else.

I'll tell you what to do.

I'll guide you.

I'll be your Pygmalion.

Pay attention to the regularity of the sound.

Keep it even.

Even.

That's right.

Crescendo.

Heighten it.

Heighten it, but always evenly.

Evenly.

Good.

Good.

Now, diminuendo.

Good.

Slowly.

Slowly.

Evenly.

Good.

Good, good.

I'm sorry!

For crying out loud, be careful.

Did it burn you? No.

Well come on, you're the host.

Do something will you, fat head.

Dry her off.

Or don't you see that she's half drenched.

Yes, all right.

Uh, oh well maybe it... maybe it's better if you do it.

Alessandro, I think she'd rather have you do it.

Isn't that right?

Yes, if you be so kind.

Go on.

Does it hurt?

No.

No.

Oh, you're hopeless.

You'll never get it done like that.

You have to lift the blouse or it will never dry.

Use your head, dummy.

If you're so great, why don't you do it then?

Oh, quit acting like a baby.

Uh, excuse me.

That's enough.

We can't sit here until tomorrow waiting for it to dry.

It will dry itself, anyway.

Well, uh, we... We can begin here.

Alessandro, do you give a damn about me?

Or are you thinking of someone else?

Sometimes I think you're lost.

Who do you have to do with any way to get it on?

I know what you're talking about.

No, I'm sure you don't.

Listen, I want to do something.

It's natural.

What's the matter, you think I'm a nun?

Whatever you say.

OK, tiger.

You can show me what you know how to do.

Uh, it's quite easy.

To begin with, you uh... Just take off your pants.

That's all.

I'm waiting.

For what?

I'm waiting for you to take them off.

Wow, yeah. Here I go.

Uh, but you're not wearing any.

Bravo, you're a giant step ahead.

Now?

Then I, uh... I take off your dress.

Don't you know how they work?

All you do is pull and I'm there.

Go on.

Ah, yeah yeah.

Yeah, of course.

I know it.

Strange, though.

It feels... tight.

I mean, doesn't it feel tight to you?

A little bit.

I bet it's killing you, huh?

Alessandro...

Christ!

What you you kids doing in there?

Go someplace else! Yeah, yeah, yea.

We're going, we're going.

Come on.

Dammit.

What lousy luck.

There's nothing.

Hey, do you see?

Is that right? Was I playing it right?

Oh, uh, that was much better.

Well, did you see?

Is she still Miss Pure-As-A-Lily to you now?

What are you saying?

Hey, come on dumb bell.

You know what I mean.

Don't look so down hearted.

Do you trust me?

Mm.

Hey, come on.

I'm your friend, aren't I?

Well? Yeah, yeah.

You're my friend.

Right, and leave it to me.

We'll have a good time.

Oh, I can't help it.

All I ask is that you let me speak.

My bowl my heart, I can't help it.

What's the matter with you?

You can't be serious.

Yes, yes I am serious. I love you.

I can't control it. I love you.

I love you.

Oh, you've been working too hard.

I think you need a drink.

You're breaking my heart. I need you.

I love you.

We'll run away, I have money in the bank.

I'm all right here.

I'll be so good for you

No one could love you like me. I'm the only one.

- Oh, God. - Money in the bank.

Tell me you love me.

Oh, don't do this.

Don't do this.

Stop it!

My name is Florendo.

Just to hear you... call my name.

Now, God dammit, that's enough.

I have my life.

So it's not the best, but it's all I've got.

So you just stay back.

But all I want... Is to be loved.

That's enough.

I don't want to hear anymore.

Oh, now you won't like me anymore.

I know it.

I knew this would happen.

Oh, quiet down.

Here, have a drink.

Thank you.

- Is that you, Alessandro? - Yes, ma.

I'm back. And... and how was your lesson?

OK.

- Good morning. - Hi.

Listen, Alessandro.

I have a dilemma.

I always got you on that one, boy, didn't I?

I have a dilemma, and you have to help me solve it.

What?

Now, we have two possibilities here, I think.

First possibility, you're screwing too much.

That's how come you look so worn out lately.

And the second is that you're not getting any at all.

So which one is it?

Ah, come on Pop.

It doesn't seem so important to me

so how come it's a problem for you?

Not important to you?

It should be the most important thing.

It is the most important.

Look son, I know we're not in Africa.

I mean, I wish we were.

Other problems getting a girl these days, that's for sure.

Ah Dad, I have to go.

What do you mean, you have to go?

Look, I'm trying to fill you in on the facts of life.

I'm doing the best I can.

I don't want you to go through life like an idiot.

You know how a woman's made, don't you?

Hey, wait a minute.

Well, do you know how one's made or don't you?

I have to go, Pop.

Wait a minute now, Alessandro. Wait.

Wait for me will you.

Now, seriously.

Do you know how a woman is made or not?

- Yeah, I know! - Good, good!

Tell me, these little girls you go out with... how are they?

Have a nice day, Luigi. Alessandro...

Now look, here's what I want to know,

really... Hey, they're both great huh?

Huh? Come on, Pop.

Now this time you're not getting away with that.

I am your father and you're going to tell me.

Now tell me, how's a woman put together, huh?

Go ahead, you know.

They have two things...

- What kind of things? - Well, points.

They're... Oh, come on now!

They're tits.

Now, don't tell me you've never seen a pair of tits.

- Yeah. - Well, what do they look?

There's two buttons, that's all I know.

- Oh my God. - Two points.

What do you mean, buttons? They're nipples.

Everybody's got tits, for Christ sakes.

You can see them almost every night in the movies.

Oh, forget it.

Now you tell me everything you know about c...

That's what I... Oh, good morning.

Whew.

Well, it's getting pretty hot in here, isn't it?

I think I'd better open up the window a little, huh?

I told you already, no.

The neighbors always call up the police

when the piano is too loud.

Courage, friend, courage.

That's too bad, is it true?

I'm sorry, but if you'd like to call it day...

I'm not the least bit hot.

What's a little heat?

You know, I think you might take off that lovely blouse

if you're that hot.

No, it doesn't bother me.

You don't have to be that shy in front of us.

Or are you afraid Alessandro will attack you?

Hey!

Ooh.

Man, it's incredible.

It just doesn't seem like her.

What is it?

Man, only washerwomen neglect to shave their armpits.

Didn't you know that?

Look, Gabrielli, it really doesn't seem

to be any of your business.

Now I have to finish the lesson, all right?

Hey, look I don't care one way or the other

about it, Alessandro.

But you should, she's your teacher

and she'll make a bad impression.

Now listen, Finzi...

Don't get upset now, lady.

You don't shave under your arms because you

don't know how to do it.

Am I right? Well?

Yes or no?

Yes, it's true.

You see that?

You really needed a shave.

What are you doing, sleeping?

What's the matter with you lately?

You're really out of it.

I was just finished.

I, uh...

Do I have to stay seated for this?

Ssh.

This show is especially for you.

Paris by night.

Three matches.

One after the other illuminates the night.

The first... to light up these beautiful tits

that drive you crazy.

And turn you into a raving idiot in class.

The second match is for her back bumper, or ass, not bad, is it?

The weight wiggles under her clothes to magnetize

all your attention.

And the third match is to show you only what you've imagined.

It represents the essence of everything you have desired.

And the magic push that draws you to its entrance.

You think it's love, platonic or otherwise.

A grand passion that makes you throb.

And what do you think it is?

It's flesh and nothing else.

Alessandro!

Alessandro!

Where you going?

Don't be like that.

What's wrong?

Come on, what's wrong?

- Feel better now? - Go screw yourself.

Alessandro.

Ugh, what's wrong now, Mother?

Do you know what hour it is?

Oh God, what's wrong, Alessandro?

Nothing, Mother.

I fell in the fountain.

You're all wet, you'll be sick.

Oh, Mother. Shit.

Hello?

Senorita Formenti?

Uh, good morning.

It's Corsini.

I have to talk with you, it's a very urgent matter.

That's right.

I'm sorry, but I can't take any more lessons right now.

I understand, Alessandro.

I'm sorry for your mother, I know she wanted it very badly.

My mother will get over it sooner or later.

Don't worry about it.

And you?

I don't know what's... Going to happen.

But I can't think much about it.

I don't understand what's going on.

Do you believe you're the only one?

I don't know.

Sorry, I didn't find it very amusing.

That's all.

Do you really believe that it's an amusing joke for me?

What else do you think?

Aren't you really moralizing... Oh, look Alessandro.

In this environment of strict morality,

especially in this little province,

we're all tempted to break out now and again.

We're suppressed and frail and our desires

is such that... any kind of a caress is welcome.

But sometimes, we read more into it than is actually there.

And on the other hand, we're faced with reality.

Our strict upbringing is always pulling us back into line.

We realize that it's too high a price to pay,

so what can we do?

Fall back into the fold.

I have to, because I'm a woman and it's

much more difficult for me.

It's nearly the end of the year, let's wait.

Be patient.

Not do anything drastic.

And when it's over, well, everything will

have faded like a soap bubble.

Well, now I'm moralizing.

After all, I'm the teacher.

I don't really want to finish the lessons.

Honest.

Now all I want is to understand.

Don't be in a hurry to understand.

I will always remain with you.

But, as it should be, just an adolescent dream.

Don't question it anymore.

And above all, please don't judge me.

Wait a minute, don't go.

Wait!

But why, darling.

Luigi!

Any other time, I would understand

but now, before your exams... That's right.

Luigi!

LUIGI: What is it?

What do you want to do?

LUIGI: About what?

- Your boy's going. - He's going?

He's going where?

Look, you just go outside now, let me handle this.

Hey, uh, what do you have going now, kid?

An affair, huh?

That's my son.

Yes sir, my son finally made it.

How old are you now?

- 18. - At 18?

Oh, at that age I was in Africa.

Yeah, those were the good old days.

Listen, now you take it from me...

Always use a rubber, Alessandro.

Listen to your old man, I've been around.

I know what I'm talking about.

You make sure you check out these damn hotels,

it could be anything in the sheets.

I remember one time... oh well.

Anyway, who cares.

Now listen son, a little bit of money outta

make you feel a whole lot better.

There's $2. I won't be needing it.

Oh, you won't be needing it.

Well, how are you going to pay?

- First I'm going to Uncles. - Yeah, that's good.

Well, take it anyway.

What do you mean, you're going to Uncles?

You're crazy, not my brother.

Yeah.

All I want to do is go where there's

a little peace and quiet.

But he's mad.

What are you going to do in the house of a madman?

And there aren't any girls in the country.

That's the point.

What's wrong with that damn kid?

Turned out to be queer.

Get it, go on.

Get it.

How'd you expect him to be?

Don't worry, the kids fine.

Sure he's calm.

He's playing with the dog, he's playing with Little Cesar.

He's happy as a lark.

He loves the country, Luigi.

He was born to it.

Ah, ha ha.

Country vegetable soup.

You like soup, do you kid?

Here we are.

My girl here, Rosina, you like her too, don't you.

Sure, she's very pretty.

Sure she's pretty.

You like her or not? No, no.

I like her.

Touch her.

Go on, touch her.

Go on, she doesn't bite, you know.

Go on, touch her.

Solid as a rock. You want more soup?

No, no. That's enough.

Look at that body, huh?

Country bred, hm.

Tell me, kid.

You're not like that old man of yours, are you?

Why? What was he like?

Kid, in your family you got 2 things wrong.

A pearl of a mother, a prick of a father.

He was always a bit of an asshole with the broads.

What do you mean?

Wasn't it true, the things he told me?

My ass.

I bet he went and told you about all those African girls, huh?

- Yeah. - Just garbage.

I thought it was true.

The first woman he was ever with... listen,

I put her in his bed just before he was married.

Hey, kid.

You shouldn't laugh, you know.

I mean, after all, your father... well

he'll always be an asshole.

I didn't offend you, did I?

Oh, no.

Just so funny, finding out your father's a bigger asshole

than you are.

Are you?

Yeah, I'm not so cool.

Well, kid.

Let's get a few things straight... uh, here's

the chicken.

Do you like chicken?

Uh huh.

Hey, look at those will ya.

She has to nurse the kids up here, her boobs are so high.

She laughs all the time.

Ah, what a girl.

Hey, Rosina, we have an artist here.

A real artist.

He's a musician.

Really?

Oh.

I bet he's a good dancer. Ah, shit.

Rosina that doesn't mean the kid's

a dancer, for Christ sake.

The kids an artist!

Plays the piano, all right?

I'm sorry, I never learned how to dance.

Oh, it's a pity.

A pity you didn't learn.

You really don't know how to dance, huh?

Too bad.

Let me tell you something kid, dancing is an ancient rite.

A social rite.

A sexual rite, huh?

First a couple of tangos, then there ya go.

Yeah.

The boy is about to learn.

Go get the phonograph.

Get the phonograph, put it out here on the terrace.

Hey, look at that ass, will ya?

It's as solid as a rock.

I'm telling you, kid.

Never seen anything like it.

Hey, come on.

What the hell is that?

Turn it the hell off. Mambo!

Shut it off.

Go on, change it, move.

Go on, hurry it up. Oh.

It was nice. Nice.

What do you know of nice.

Just change the damn thing.

The whole thing is a question of timing.

Here, give me your arms.

One two three, one two three.

Hey, it's a waltz.

Just follow me.

One two three, one two three, one two three, one two

three, one two... For a musician you certainly

got a bad dancer rhythm, kid.

Get it together.

One two three, one two three, right...

Just a minute.

You be the girl now, OK?

All right, I'll be the girl.

Put your arm here.

Watch my feet, I got corns.

What the hell you doing?

Come on, shake it up! Take a lesson, kid.

Now watch. Watch how smooth I do it.

Watch closely.

See how it's done.

Watch me.

Watch my hands.

Watch my hands.

Hey, you grab her.

Go on.

Oh, sorry!

Keep going!

Forget it, the sexual thing.

Get it!

Get after it.

Come over here.

You asked me only to get you a drop of wine.

You know what I really want, you little wench.

Don't you?

Now you keep your hands off.

Keep my hands off?

Can a bear shit on the moon?

Hey, I'm going to make you walk the plank.

Down you go.

Oh, your nephew.

He'll hear us up here.

Good, maybe the little shit will learn something.

Not like his father, with dreams of African women.

- No, I'm going. - Wait a minute.

Wait, for Christ sake.

You little shit.

Goodnight, captain.

I can't even take my boots off.

Sh.

You'll like it.

Oh, God.

Oh, dear.

You're home so late.

What are you trying to do, give your mother a heart attack.

Don't you care what happens to me?

Tell you mother what's wrong, my baby.

Tell your mother.

First, stop your ridiculous howling.

Second, stop breaking my balls.

And don't interfere again in my business.

Oh!

Luigi!

Have you lost your mind?

Is that any way to talk to your mother?

Way to go, boy.

You did great, bravo.

Huh?

My son, the delinquent.

That's a fine thing.

There, there, there my pet.

Did you hear?

Yes, I heard.

I heard.

Well, I think the best thing to do in this case

is to stop howling around him.

You understand?

Second, I guess you better stop breaking that boy's balls.

Look, the kid is grown up.

I'm sorry, but that's the way it is.

How old is the kid now? MOTHER: 18.

18, yes.

When I was 18, I was in Africa.

Hm, boy.

How come you're here all alone?

My uncle had to go down to the store, and Gabrielli took off.

He left about an hour ago.

Did you have a good time at your uncles?

Yeah, it was all right.

I had a fun time, I guess.

He's a pretty funny guy.

Uh, you know... I never have seen your room.

Let's go.

Here it is.

It's nothing special.

Uh... if I should ask you to, uh...

Go to bed, what would you say?

Hm... Well, uh, why don't you ask me, then?

Well, I guess I'm asking you.

Then I'd say, come on.

Look out, then.

I might ask, something else.

Then ask me.

Do you... do you think it's going to hurt?

I don't know.

What do you mean, you don't know?

You told me you did it a lot before.

Well, to tell you the truth, uh, not so often.

Really?

Exactly how often?

Not even once.

Never?

Right.

Oh, it's my uncle.

Hurry up, get into Gabrielli's room.

Shit.

Come on.

Hurry!

Oh, my jacket.

Oh, my shoes.

Keep quiet.

Yeah, yeah.

UNCLE: It's me.

EMANUELA: Oh, uh, I thought you were down at the store.

UNCLE: I came back to get some bills.

What are you doing? Studying?

EMANUELA: Uh, just going over my anatomy lesson.

We still have to finish the show from the other night,

my friends.

We had to interrupt for lack of public audience.

I have a feeling there's not going to be any show tonight.

I don't think you've been listening.

Open your ears and start listening to me.

Oh, only too well.

You better get it together and get yourself ready.

No.

What did you say.

No.

She's becoming timid.

We can't let that happen.

Why, all she needs is a little encouragement.

We better help her undress.

Are you crazy?

What the hell are you up to?

What are you doing?

Why am I always the one to undress?

Huh? Now it's your turn.

I'll ruin you.

I'll ruin you forever.

You'll never be able show your face again.

Oh, that line won't work.

You can't use these anymore.

I have the negatives.

No, I have them.

It was the nicest present I ever had.

You wanted him to think that I was

vulnerable to your every wish.

Well, what are you waiting for?

Don't waste time.

Dammit, what does she want?

Tell her it was all a joke. Leave me alone.

Not very brave now, are you?

Say it. Say it.

You wanted to make love, but not with me.

With him.

You wouldn't believe a thing like that, would you?

She's crazy.

Thank you, Alessandro.

It was much harder than I thought.

I didn't think it would be.

What?

Well, to realize wha... What was really happening.

And I know now that you did what you did because you

were being blackmailed.

And I'm really sorry.

Is it the idea of blackmail that bothers you?

Yes.

Well, it exists in every relationship.

Husbands and wives.

Goes on all the time.

Between, uh, parents and children.

Even friends.

Everyone uses blackmail of one type or another.

In future, don't let it surprise you too much.

It seems like a sad thing to have to use.

And my Alessandro, chances are one day you may find yourself

using emotional blackmail.

All things considered, Gabrielli's one mistake

was doing it so openly.

Is there going to be a lot of this in my life?

I'm afraid so.

- With everyone? - Nearly.

But not this evening.

This evening will be special.

Laura, I'm in love with you.

Let's get undressed.

I love you, Laura.

MISS FORMENTI: Yes. Yes.

Oh baby, how lovely. I want you.

Don't be afraid.

Oh, it's good.

So very good.

Gently.

Yes. Slowly.

Laura.

Yes.

Yes.

You see, you're wonderful.

All right, tomorrow.

Here, let me help you with that. Thank you.

Come on, silly!

Come on.

It wasn't all that difficult.

Nope.

Everything has a beginning.

I guess so.

It's strange, but... Strange?

What's strange?

You know the other day in my room?

When your uncle came in?

I couldn't sleep that night, and I

was thinking that even if you didn't show up

we wouldn't have done it.

Why not?

Because that day you seemed so awkward, like a little boy

so unsure of yourself.

You were all thumbs, like you didn't know where to begin.

And then today...

Today is a different story!

A new day!