Original subtitles

[cable car whirring]

[dramatic sweeping music]

- [Emanuelle] Here we go, ready?

♪ I celebrate myself I

♪ And I sing myself ♪

- Turn, that's it.

♪ Kiss my lips, my lady ♪

♪ Skin might show, steady ♪

♪ I can live with angels ♪

♪ What if then my time's gone ♪

- Good. Smile. ♪ Shown around I'm your king ♪

♪ I ♪

- Profile, profile.

♪ Feel like Seth to God ♪

♪ I don't wanna die ♪

♪ In the year of aid of time ♪

- Great. Work it, girl. ♪ Stay with me, my lady ♪

♪ All my friends are flying away ♪

♪ Let me shine, let me cry for you ♪

♪ And I will find a new king ♪

♪ Let me cry, let me cry, let me cry ♪

♪ Let me shine, let me cry ♪

- Great. Thank you. ♪ Kiss me ♪

Smile, darling.

♪ You don't hold me, don't kiss me ♪

♪ Lady, my sweet lady beside me ♪

♪ Happy, I sometimes make you happy ♪

- Lift your head again. Smile.

♪ Lady ♪

♪ You remember I'm your king ♪

- Smile. Step in.

♪ I celebrate myself ♪

♪ And I sign myself ♪

♪ But my heart is breaking ♪

♪ And my tears are drawing ♪

- Thank you. That's it for today.

- So long, girls.

- [All] Bye now.

- Thanks, Howie. - Ciao.

[gentle flute music]

- [Emanuelle] You lost a bit of weight, huh?

- Yes. Just a little.

- Janet's bananas for Tony, an intellectual type.

A philosopher or something.

- And do intellectuals like thin women

or just making them suffer?

- No, hardly. He's nuts about me.

Trouble is all he likes to do is talk.

Now that's all we ever get to do.

It's driving me up the wall.

- It's not serious. It's probably a conflict, shyness.

But you've got the equipment to get him over it.

- Right. - Good luck, girls. Bye.

- Bye. - Bye.

[dramatic music]

- Okay, put that gun down, this is all I have.

- I don't want your money.

Pull into that side street and stop.

- Ah, I get it now, you want the car.

- That's not true. - It's nothing great,

but if you want it, take it.

But please drop me off at a cab.

- No, no, I know what I want

and that's to strangle you.

- Oh.

Come again?

-All I want is to murder you.

So pull over to that side street.

[brakes screeching]

- I can't see your point.

- Just take a look around you.

The people in the street.

Can't you see what people are coming to?

Can't you see they're heading for disaster

and nobody realizes it?

No more values, no more ideals.

There's no morality left.

By killing you, I'll give the world a lesson in morality.

- I'm sorry, but how do I come into it?

- Look! Look at that photo.

That's Janet, and she's an angel.

But she's heading for damnation as well

and it's all your fault.

You are evil.

You stimulate the basest, most inhuman instincts in people.

Sex, shame, hell, and damnation.

- Hey, listen, if we could talk about it

maybe I could understand it better.

I bet you could explain it all to me.

An executioner ought to know his victim

before he kills her.

How will you describe me to the judge?

- I'm not afraid of a trial. I'm innocent.

I'll tell how I eliminated the symbol of sex

and the judges will thank me for it.

But I will let you have a second or two

to repent your evil ways.

- Thank you. That's really nice.

You're Tony, aren't you?

- How did you know that?

- Janet was talking about you.

She's so in love with you.

- Don't talk about Janet!

She was pure, now she's dirty.

You corrupted her with sex,

but now I'm gonna redeem her by killing you!

Then I'm gonna marry her and she's never gonna

have to take her clothes off ever again.

Why are you looking at me like that?

You think I'm crazy, don't you?

- No, I don't.

Not at all.

I was thinking you're really nice

and Janet's a simple girl.

There is nothing sinful about undressing

in front of a camera.

It's a job like any other, Tony.

- But you are sinful! You don't take pictures

of children or flowers.

All you know about is sex.

And sex is the cause of all the disasters of this century.

- But, Tony, have you ever made love?

- Never. I'm pure.

But once, when I was a child, I saw my mother.

It was shameful and I'll never forget it.

- You're right. Sometimes sex is shameful.

Corruption, prostitution, but not always.

When it happens naturally, freely,

then it's a vital force.

It's happiness, it's cleanliness, it's love,

even if it lasts only a moment.

- Get away. Please, wait.

What are you doing? What are you doing?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

No! No, stop!

I love it!

[Emanuelle laughing]

[door shutting] [gun clicking]

- Well, it's loaded, all right.

- You can have it.

Go to the police with it.

Do whatever you want.

Gee, what a scare that was.

With a crazy guy like that,

anything might have happened.

- Are you going to report him?

- Why? Who knows how much I'd be hurting Janet.

Maybe today's experience will prove a help.

After all, I'm still in one piece, right?

- Then we must celebrate your escape from danger.

Let's start off with a drink, huh?

- Oh, I'd love to, darling,

but I have an appointment in 15 minutes.

- Which is a little short even for folks like us

who know each other so well.

- And who never get to see each other

because their jobs get in the way.

Bill, darling, we've been repeating the same things

for so many years.

-And for years I haven't been able

to spend five minutes with you

without getting that crazy urge. [sighs happily]

- The same goes for me, but I'm in a hurry and...

- Are you trying to say you wanna leave me like this?

- You did it yourself, too, sometimes.

- Listen, are you gonna force me

to do something really crazy?

Like marry you, for example? Here.

- What difference would that make?

It would be a crime, not madness.

A crime against freedom, which is a must for both of us.

- So do you want me to take this gun

and kill myself just to prove that I love you, hm?

- No.

Who needs a dead lover?

[laid-back music]

Hello?

Could you tell Joe that Miss Emanuelle

is tied up until eight o'clock?

Thank you. - Yes!

Mm, thank you, my love!

You're the sweetest girl in the whole wide world.

- Don't thank me, darling.

I'm not making any sacrifices.

- That's it, George. Jab, jab!

Like that!

Keep that guard up. Jab with the left.

Get that chin behind your shoulder.

- Hi, Joe.

- Hey, baby.

- Well?

- [Instructor] Come on, Eddie, dance!

- Hey, baby, better get you out of here.

You're distracting the boys.

- [laughs] I'm sorry about that.

- It's not your fault, honey,

you're just so good-looking.

I'm still in great shape. Better than ever.

Oh yeah, baby, I gave Charlie a call

but he wouldn't talk.

- Who's Charlie?

- The cat that stepped in for me.

What a crackerbox.

- Charlie?

- No, Van Darren.

- Who's Van Darren?

- He's the rich cat that put me out to pasture.

87 knockouts in 88 fights.

- Why aren't you world champion?

- That's politics, baby, you know how that goes.

- [laughs] Yeah.

- But when I fought the champion,

that guy had buck shots in his gloves.

I start going after him in Round 1.

I'm working to the body--

- Joe, you told me all about it from Round 1 to 15.

Let's get down to cases.

You promised you'd turn me on to a good story.

Oh, by the way, I brought you a check.

It's an advance, okay?

- No, baby. No.

Since you went through the trouble,

I'll give it to the Salvation Army.

- Come on, Joe. One good turn deserves another.

- Right on, sister.

Now, this cat Van Darren is setting up a harem.

- How about getting me into it? Hey, Joe?

- Righteous. The cat's got it set up by zodiac signs.

Now, I happen to know he has a vacancy for a Virgo.

- But I'm a Gemini.

- Just leave it to me.

I can do things to your passport

you wouldn't believe, baby.

[steady dramatic music]

- [Guard] When were you born?

- Right on the date written in there. I'm a Virgo.

Or don't you trust old Joe?

And yet you ought to know him.

- Like a brother.

- You're Charlie, aren't you?

- Hm.

The boss wants the girls to wear

the dresses he chooses for 'em.

- The boss leaves nothing to the imagination, huh?

Don't you think that a hot bath

is as nice as a lover's caress?

Oh, Joe didn't tell me you were so cold.

I thought we'd be friends. [laughs gently]

"Eric Van Darren." So now I'm part of the furnishings.

- All the girls here are known just by their birth signs.

They wear this all the time.

- Don't you like Virgos?

- The rule of the house is work before pleasure, honey.

Up to a certain limit.

- What limit?

- You just passed it.

[dramatic tense music]

[lock clicking]

[dramatic tense music continues]

Hey, Paul. Where are the beavers now?

- [Paul] They're all out in the pool, Mr. Charlie.

- Hey, you, Virgo. Just a second.

Girls aren't allowed in this area.

Let's get going.

- What exactly are the girls allowed to do?

- Boss doesn't appreciate snooping around.

- [Emanuelle] Really? When will I meet the boss?

- [Charlie] Don't catch on too quick, do you, honey?

You're at his disposal.

- [sighs] What a boring boss.

[laid-back music]

Why don't we go take a swim together?

- Any fraternization between the girls and the personnel

is admitted only when the boss authorizes it.

- Oh, really? You're a fine one to talk.

[laid-back music continues]

- Oh, you must be the new Virgo. Where are you from?

- From New York.

- The last Virgo was Italian.

- Oh, where did she go?

- The boss got tired of her.

She put on 15 pounds and wouldn't go on a diet.

So he paid her off and sent her home.

- Hi, I'm Gemini.

Virgos and Geminis are supposed to get along together.

- Where can I find a tanga?

- In there.

[horse whinnying]

- She just can't help it, poor kid.

- Since she met that Pedro, she's lost her head.

- She's as mad as a hatter.

- And the little bitch knows she can manage it

'cause the boss likes it.

- Emanuelle!

Come on in, it's like chicken soup.

Get ready, this is going to be a ball.

[dramatic music]

♪ I celebrate myself ♪

♪ And I sign myself ♪

♪ Kiss my lips, my lady ♪

♪ Skin might show, steady ♪

♪ I can live with angels ♪

- Do you think she'll play? - Mm-hmm.

♪ Shine around, I'm your king ♪

♪ I ♪

♪ Feel like Seth to God ♪

♪ I don't wanna die ♪

♪ In the year of aid to time ♪

♪ Stay with me, my lady ♪

♪ All my friends are flying away ♪

♪ Let me shout, let me cry for you ♪

♪ I will find a new king ♪

♪ Let me shine up, let me cry ♪

♪ Let me shine, let me cry ♪

♪ Kiss me ♪

♪ You don't turn me down, kiss me ♪

♪ Lady ♪

♪ My sweet lady beside me ♪

♪ Happy ♪

♪ I sometimes make you happy ♪

♪ Lady ♪

♪ You remember I'm your king ♪

- Good morning.

You must be Mr. Van Darren.

I mean, the boss.

- That's right.

Yes. Nice choice.

Good old Joe.

We'll get acquainted later.

Don't stay in the sun too long.

Hmm?

- No, sir. I'll be careful.

- Well, my dear Duke.

You know you're the only guest I've had

that hasn't taken advantage of the facilities.

Yet you're one of the most refined persons I know.

What is it that isn't to your taste?

- You mean, why don't I accept one of your girls?

'Cause I'm used to different relationships,

the more traditional ones.

- Oh, you're still attracted by the chase, huh?

A waste of energy.

I say save your strength for the important things.

- Like power, for instance? [horse whinnying]

- Why not? I'm willing to fight for power.

But love? No.

It's really a question of market values,

like everything else.

- What about sentiment?

- You can express emotion and sentiment

in countless ways-- love, hate.

And I want something different from women.

With these ladies, you can have anything you want.

Each is different, suitable for a different state of mind.

And with them, you can experience any kind of eroticism.

Now I'm going to show you something very unusual.

But interesting.

Who knows? Maybe it'll make you change your mind.

Every one of them has been chosen for a different specialty.

Come on, Duke, there's got to be something

that turns you on.

- While they're servicing you,

what are they thinking?

- What do you want them to think?

They're happy to give themselves

in exchange for the money they get.

They move around the world in luxury hotels.

They drink champagne, caviar, refined foods.

And their only responsibility

is to satisfy a man. And themselves, too, of course.

Step closer.

[horse whinnying]

- Yes. Yes, I'm coming, Pedro.

I heard you call.

[horse whinnying]

Oh, I can't stand it when you talk.

I'm here. I'm here.

Good boy.

You need me and I need you.

Oh, yes, Pedro.

Pedro.

Pedro.

Good boy.

[Pedro whinnying]

That's it, like that.

Good, good, that's the way.

You do like it, don't you?

Oh, Pedro, do it.

Oh, you're beautiful.

I want you, I want you.

- Come on.

- It's not possible.

- I'd never believe it,

a woman and a horse. - Lucky her. [laughs]

[steady music]

- What is it?

- He hasn't given me the medallion for two months.

He hasn't chosen me for two months.

Always the others.

He enjoys making me excited

and then he drops me.

- Isn't there anyone else you could do it with?

- No, he's forbidden it.

Once, I answered him back

and this is his way of punishing me,

but I can't stand it any longer.

- Why don't you leave this place?

- And go where?

To go back to Spain, to my father's dirty restaurant?

I can recommend it to you.

On the Madrid road, with all the drunken truck drivers

trying to feel your bottom.

Would you like that?

- That depends on the truck drivers.

I know some that aren't bad.

- Now you are kidding me.

- I was joking. I'm sorry.

You don't have to go back to Spain.

You could find a job, do whatever you feel like.

- I want to stay here.

The boss has his funny ways,

but you live well with him.

What can I do?

What can I do if he doesn't want me any longer?

What can I do if he ignores me like this?

- Will you stop it?

Jesus, he's ruined you with his money.

And the worse thing is he's conditioned your mind.

- You think you're different.

- I certainly do.

I like choosing my men, and never for money.

- Then you'll change here.

You'll see how well off we are here.

I don't want to go away.

I only want--

- What do you want me to do?

- I don't know. I'm so alone.

I need love. I need it, you understand?

[steady music]

- When you hung the medallion around my neck,

I thought I was gonna faint with happiness.

Your power and riches,

your will, your gaze, they dominate the world.

Your wonderful body is to be worshiped.

You can ask whatever you want of me,

provided that your hands touch me, caress me.

Wait!

Don't you want to Whip me first?

To see me suffer?

To make me feel your power, your strength?

Suppose I told you the truth?

You're just a poor guy like so many others,

in spite of all your money.

Poor Eric Van Darren.

What sort of a man is someone

who's never known real love in his life?

Who's always been forced to buy everything?

Power, orgasms, success.

- Shut up. Stupid bitch.

- I think you're afraid of women.

Women that speak terrify you.

They might destroy you.

Oh, poor Eric Van Darren.

You can do anything now.

Only you just can't let yourself go, without help.

- This is a dangerous game of yours, but I like it.

Something new.

I didn't know Virgos were like that.

- And suppose it isn't a game?

- I'm the boss and you know it.

I'm paying for this so don't provoke me.

It's going to be fun for me to tame you,

a new diversion.

It's going to be a pleasure, my dear.

- Are you so sure you'll succeed?

- I succeed in everything I do.

- I know, that's why I came here.

[light, bouncy music playing from radio]

- [Duke] Tonight's your lucky night, Van Darren.

- Every night's my lucky night, Duke.

Luck is something I don't have to buy.

- Can I play, too?

- Think you can afford it?

- Why not?

- And what if you lose?

How are you going to pay me?

- I'll wash the dishes for the rest of my life.

Full house.

- [Duke] A pair of kings.

- Straight.

- [Van Darren] Two aces.

- [Duke] Nothing.

[dice clatter]

- [Emanuelle] Four aces.

- That's impossible. Three throws in a row.

- Wanna quit?

- No, by Christ, not now.

I never lose. Never!

Luck like this just makes me sick.

- You're a very fine player.

- No, I'm just having a bad night.

But I'll win it all back. Every lousy penny.

- I'm sorry I have to leave. I'll miss your revenge.

- Winning makes me tired.

I'm really sleepy. Mind if I go to bed?

- You wanna, go ahead. And go to Hell.

- Would you please let me off

at the first bus stop, Duke?

- What the--? My God.

What in heaven's name are you doing there?

[Emanuelle laughs]

May I offer you a lift?

- That's very kind of you. Where are you heading?

- Venice.

- Boy, I don't think I wanna go that far.

- I knew you were different and not like the others.

- How could you tell that?

- Well, it's just a feeling.

And the way you played last night at the table.

- I always win with millionaires.

- [Duke] What are you going to do with the money?

- It's gone already. I bought my freedom with it.

- Clever. So that's how you managed to escape.

- Well, as soon as I get to a place I don't know,

I immediately try to make friends with someone.

- Oh. In what way?

- The only way I know.

- Just answer me this.

What was a girl like you doing at Van Darren's?

- And you?

- Well, I was trying to screw him.

- [Emanuelle] Me, too.

- May I be your next victim?

Now let me introduce myself.

I'm Duke EIvize of Mount Elba.

-And my name's Emanuelle.

Are you really an aristocrat?

- Yep. And our line's lasted for 400 years.

I'm a cornerstone of Venetian nobility.

- I thought that the few blue bloods left

were preserved in golden castles.

I'd love to get to know you better.

- I'm willing.

- Unfortunately, I have to go home.

- Are you sure you wanna miss the party

I'm going to give in my golden palace on the Grand Canal?

- [Frankie on phone] Not only did she manage

to get the goods on the illegal arms trade,

but she shot Van Darren's private harem, too.

Now, you know what that means?

That's the stuff that sells papers, Bill, old buddy.

- You mean to say that my political pieces can't be used?

- [Frankie] Nah, we got egghead readers who go for that,

but they're only 5% of our circulation.

But, look, I don't want this competition

to cause trouble between you and Emanuelle.

- No, of course not. Come on, she's a monster,

but she's my girl and I love her.

I can't wait to have her back in my arms again.

- [Frankie] Well, I'm sorry, Bill, old buddy.

I'm afraid you're gonna have to wait for that

a while longer.

- Why? Where is she now?

[steady luxurious music]

- Did you have a pleasant outing?

- Yes, Duchess, thank you very much.

- Please call me Laura.

Alfredo has spoken so much about you

that I feel we're all friends already,

even though you've only been here for two days.

- That's very kind of you. Thank you, Laura.

Don't you just love living here?

- Yes, of course, but with Alfredo,

I'd be happy anywhere.

- You know,

when I asked her to marry me,

I thought she was a salesgirl in a department store.

- When in fact I was the boss's daughter.

- That's a very romantic story.

- Matrimony is a wonderful institution, my dear.

I always recommend it.

I think everyone ought to try it at least once.

- I think my feelings on that subject are quite different.

- And what about the man coming tomorrow, Bill?

Is he just a colleague or are you engaged?

- Not exactly. You'll see him tomorrow.

We have a very special relationship.

We're very free, both of us.

- I sympathize with your desire to be free,

but you don't know what you're missing.

Come now, there's nothing nicer

than an evening with your husband before an open fire.

- Every evening?

- Well, we really have a lot of engagements in our society.

Parties, shows, etcetera, etcetera.

[Emanuelle chuckling]

- What are you laughing at? Is it funny?

- I think I ought to touch you two

to see whether you're real.

You're the image of the ideal couple.

- [Alfredo] That's enough! I'm fed up.

I won't stand for any more of this.

I won't permit it!

- [Laura] Is that so?

And who's going to stop me, you and who else?

Don't make me laugh.

- [Alfredo] Laura! Laura, don't push me too far.

I've put up with you for so long. It's grotesque.

- [Laura] Well, I think you're grotesque,

carrying on like this. Grotesque and ridiculous!

- [Alfredo] Laura, that's enough.

- [Laura] No, it isn't.

- Go, get out! Get out of my sight.

Out! Get out!

Emanuelle, come here.

- Now you've invited Emanuelle in,

why don't you offer her a brandy?

- Would you prefer champagne?

- Yes. Thank you.

- The Venetian humidity makes it hard to sleep,

but you'll get used to it.

- Sometimes it really gets to me.

- On the other hand, it does marvels for the panorama.

- Yeah.

But one of these days, dear Venice is going to vanish.

Everything is going to be submerged.

- You'll excuse me, I'm sure,

I'm going to take a bath.

- You are beautiful, Emanuelle.

[Emanuelle laughing]

You think I'm ridiculous, old,

that I couldn't please you.

- No, not at all.

I think you're very fascinating.

I like you very much.

It's just that I'm used to men who are very straight.

- I want to discover you like this, bit by bit.

I want to touch all of you.

I knew the time would come for us to be together.

I promise you won't regret it.

[steady, laid-back music]

[echoed heavy breathing]

[music swells]

[airport announcer speaking in Italian]

- [Announcer] Lufthansa departure to Frankfurt

flight 891B, gate 13.

- Hi!

- You were an angel to come here.

- Well, I just can't stand being away from you too long,

you know that.

Though I really should be sore at you

for leaving me all alone in New York.

- You, alone? How long did you stay alone?

- Well, a few hours.

But then of course I had to console myself

while you were running around Venetian palaces.

Didn't you find that boring, by the way?

- No. You should get to know these aristocrats, Bill.

There is a certain side of them

that's not really aristocratic.

Oh, the Duke and the Duchess are waiting for you.

- Yes, but can you wait for me a second?

I just wanna make a phone call.

Be right back. Smile, okay?

Hello. - Hello.

- Oh, here it is.

- Bill?

- Yes?

- How long are you going to stay?

- First flight to London. - Yes.

- Couldn't you have arranged a couple of days?

Or even one day?

[steady pensive music]

But no, just a couple of hours

between one plane and the other.

- How many times do I have to tell you? Work is work.

- Why did you come all this way for two measly hours?

- It's like I said, I can't stand

being away from you too long.

- Okay, but what are we gonna do about it?

[Bill chuckling]

Okay, we'll feed the pigeons, walk around St. Mark's,

and head back to the airport, right?

- Wrong. We're gonna skip the pigeons this trip

and the same goes for St. Mark's,

but I am going to explore you.

- Alright, but where are we gonna go?

-Anywhere, even here. Hey, why not? Come on.

[cheerful music]

[lively orchestral music]

Sweetheart, I'd like to have heard the rest of it,

but I'll miss my plane.

- Man is cruel about matrimony and dowry, as well.

I understand women that are looser,

are always really more active than the rest.

Do you agree?

- Absolutely.

-At last, I found you.

- Do you know me?

- No, but I will.

Quiero presentare mi, Antonio Ramirez.

- How do you do? And now?

- [Antonio] Would you like a drink?

- Is that all? Later, maybe.

- You're beautiful.

[laid-back party music]

- Hi, there.

- You get your own drink.

Gregory's already spoken for.

- Can't I even look?

[woman chuckles]

- Of course, you may.

From a distance, dear.

The gentleman's my consort.

- Congratulations, he's really something.

And the number?

Did you win him in a lottery?

- I won him on my own. It's quite a long story.

You appreciate risky stories, don't you?

- Oh, yes, don't worry.

- In the Caribbean islands,

there's this delightful club for single women.

It's quite extraordinary.

- How are you?

- [Guest] Fine, thank you.

- You're looking well.

- [Guest] Nice to see you.

[music continues faintly]

[footsteps approach]

- I don't like people who are too inquisitive.

- I just happened to come in here.

- I discovered your secret,

how you fixed Van Darren. I have my informers.

The camera was concealed in this bracelet, wasn't it?

- What are you afraid of? I'm not here for work.

And those forgeries don't interest me professionally.

But if you put one over on Van Darren,

I'll find that amusing.

- Why should I even trust you?

- Do you have any choice?

You can kill me if you like.

- Don't be so cynical.

- Half of New York knows I'm here.

Do you think it's worth it?

- Anyway, half of these are genuine.

I like to collect paintings.

- All by yourself?

- Mm-hmm.

- How do you manage to get them through customs?

- Well, a noble title has its advantages.

- Well, whatever. It's a great collection.

They're perfect. Seriously.

Something like your marriage.

- We disappointed you, huh?

- No, on the contrary I'm grateful.

Otherwise, I would've had doubts

about my aversion for marriage.

I might even have changed my mind.

- Come on. The party is not over yet.

- Can I have everybody's attention, please?

The time has come to make this party more interesting.

We're going to play a game

and the first prize is gonna be well worth winning.

Bring it in.

[guests gasping]

[guests applauding]

- Thank you. Thank you, thank you.

It's a simple game.

You just have to eat the cake.

The prize goes to whoever finds the golden peanut.

Bon appetit.

[guests applauding and chattering]

- [Guest] No, it's not so snobby if I could drink beer.

I think beer is a good, healthy drink.

- Senorita, shall we dance?

- Not just now, thank you.

- [Guest] Oh! There it is!

- Oh, I found it. I found it!

- Congratulations, Senator.

The rest of the cake is yours.

- All of it?

- All of it.

[guests gasping] [dramatic music]

Voila!

- May I?

- Be my guest.

I hope you have a sweet tooth.

[dramatic music continues]

- How's the party for you?

I'd say it's going quite nicely.

[music intensifies]

[music continues]

- You are the cleanest, sweetest memory I have of Venice.

[lively music]

How's Tony? Any better?

- Oh, he's terrific.

Believe it or not, we were married two weeks ago.

-Ah, but I thought you said he was--

- Oh, no, he's really changed.

That's all he thinks about.

Now he's a regular go-getter.

He's so horny, the only rest I get is when I'm working.

- You don't say. Maybe he's taking vitamins.

[telephone ringing]

Excuse me.

You can get dressed. We'll go on tomorrow.

Hello?

Bill, my love.

It feels like an age since we last saw each other.

When did you finish?

Ah, the Queen was there, too?

- Bye.

- Bye, Janet.

The dinner was at Buckingham Palace?

Oh, Bill, please, you're not going

through the day step by step?

I know, Bill, in London, it's daytime

and you're working and it's not the right atmosphere.

But here it's night.

And I'm all alone.

Yes, Bill.

Yes.

Tell me about it.

Darling, go on. I love you.

Yes, you, too?

Yes, don't stop, don't.

No, not yet.

No, like that. Oh, so good.

[sensual music]

Oh, do you feel it?

[Emanuelle moaning]

Like that.

Why are you staring at me that way?

- I wasn't.

Well, I guess I might as well admit it.

- Doesn't bother me. I think you're nice.

- You see, miss, I was born here on the island

and I've seen lots of ladies come and go.

I drive to Chez Fabienne Singles Club every day.

Have done for years.

The ladies I bring out are filthy rich.

Ugly as hell, so I think they oughta pay.

But, lady, that stuff's not for you

'cause you're first class material.

I've never brought anyone out with your looks.

Maybe you're crazy. Why are you doing it?

- Just curiosity. New experience.

- Good day, madam. I'll see to your luggage.

- Thank you.

- I'm Diana Smith. Welcome to the villa.

- Laura Rogers. How do you do?

-Ah, Miss Rogers, your room is waiting for you.

Later this afternoon, you'll be able to choose your partner.

Would you like something to drink?

Go ahead, I don't drink myself.

-Ah.

I'd prefer one of these cookies. May I?

- Oh no, not one of those.

They're made with some rather special ingredients

and can have quite an effect on you.

I'd wait until the--

- Until the right moment.

- Yes. And now I'll show you to your room.

You know how our payment schedule works here?

Half in advance upon arrival,

and the rest at checkout time.

Everything is covered in the bill,

including any accessories you might require

during your stay here with us.

- Accessories?

- Yes, of course, Miss Rogers.

A lot of our clients like soft music, costumes,

instruments of every type. I'm sure you know what I mean.

- Of course. And special cookies, too.

Here's my down payment, Diana.

The price is a bit steep.

- Absolutely justified, considering our high class clientele.

We offer total discretion and maximum security,

and these things aren't cheap, naturally.

All our personnel are of the highest quality.

I'm sure you'll be completely satisfied.

Here you can have whatever your heart desires.

Most of our customers return every year.

[gentle music]

- Just a minute.

Mm, not bad. Hey.

- Come here.

Turn around.

So you're number 11, right?

- Delicious.

Fan-fucking-tastic.

- Exceptional, yes.

- [Partner] Me Tarzan, you Jane.

- [Client] Yes, Tarzan, yes, yes.

- [Partner] I take you, woman. I eat you.

- [Client] Yes, yes, take me, I'm yours.

Do what you want with me.

- [Man] This is my jungle. This is my kingdom.

I eat you, I eat woman.

[client gasping]

Now Jane eat Tarzan.

[steady music]

- What a beautiful flower. Turn around.

Your bush is in flower.

[dramatic music]

- I've been waiting for you, Zorro.

Take your clothes off.

What are you hiding under that cape?

[playful music]

Hurry.

Yes. Hurry.

[whip cracking]

[client moaning]

[projector whirring]

[client gasping]

- [Guard] Come on, the bitch is in here.

- She's not here.

- Look in there.

[door rattling]

Open the door, lady. Open it!

Come on, we know you're in there.

Now, open up.

Do you want us to bust it down?

She's asking for it.

[door thudding and creaking]

Come on, let's have that camera, lady. Come on.

Okay. Where'd you put it?

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- [Guard] You don't, huh? What's this?

- Shit, we're fucked.

- A simple deduction, I assure you.

One of my stallions reads your magazine all the time.

- An occupational hazard.

May I have my clothes back? I'd like to get dressed.

- I'll hang on to them as a precaution.

If you should go out like that, you won't get very far.

I'll give you back everything

once you've handed over the roll of film.

You were seen snooping around, taking photographs.

I want you to know that we don't like your kind here.

We can wait. Meanwhile, we'll look you in your room.

I really don't think you'll find it's worth it.

You must understand that we have to protect

all the clients we have in the world.

- Suppose the roll is nowhere to be found.

Will you have me killed?

- Oh, no, we'll get it eventually.

And, Miss Rogers, you can't do anything without proof.

We have our reputation to think of.

Our organization is an extremely successful one.

We have important people who take care of us,

guarantee us protection.

I'd hate to think something might happen to you.

Like being arrested for something you were not involved in.

For instance, drug-running.

We have friends in this country,

and New York's a long way off.

I'd think it over.

- May I have a drink? Would you like one, too?

- I've never smoked and I don't drink alcohol.

- And men?

- I didn't ask you in here to discuss my private life.

The only thing I want from you is that roll of film.

- What's the hurry?

Why can't we be friends?

You might change my mind.

You don't like men, but, love, just think...

Two female hands touching your skin,

searching you, knowing the right places.

Here, taste this.

Go on, try it.

Everything will seem more beautiful,

more exciting, more erotic.

- Stop it! What do you think I am?

You make me feel sick, you filthy whore.

I'm not gonna listen to you.

- I can't believe you're a virgin.

You wouldn't be bad in bed. Let's try.

- Stop it. Stop it!

[dramatic music]

[Diana gasping]

[heavy breathing and gulping]

- Wait. I'm going to get the roll.

[car door shutting]

- [Porter] Welcome back.

- Thank you.

[dramatic music]

- Psst! Unlock the door.

Unlock the door!

[dramatic music continues]

[sighs] You were sent by heaven, there's no doubt about it.

Listen, I want an air ticket,

and could you buy me a dress?

I don't have any money, but...

But I can make it worth your while.

[tires screeching]

- [Driver] Hey, what are you doing?

Cut that out!

[car crashing]

- [Newsreader] And according to latest reports,

there have been violent clashes

between Blacks and whites

in the suburbs of Johannesburg.

- Possible revenge killing? Like he...

Hey, Frankie! I'm convinced I saw her on that film.

- Are you sure it wasn't just

a run of the mill pornographic film?

- You can't get that kind of simulation

from a professional actor.

Anyway, I'm interested in doing a story on it.

- Well, I think it could be very dangerous, Emanuelle.

I hope you know what you're in for.

- After all the things that have happened to me,

I've always managed to come back.

- Hold on.

As your friend, let me give you some good advice.

Don't have anything to do with this story

unless you're sure it's safe.

As your editor, I can give you a name and an address.

A guy called Ronnie.

He lives down at the East River on a fishing boat.

He's an ex-cop who got kicked out of the police department

for accepting bribes and God knows what else.

He knows everything there is to know

about everybody and he doesn't give interviews,

so you'll have to have something to offer him, all right?

- Okay, thanks, that's all I need to know.

- Not even the police wanted to have anything to do with it.

These people are too powerful.

Let me tell you, they got a lot of protection.

- Who are these people?

- No one's ever known who they are, miss.

And let me tell you,

they're not the kind of people you talk about.

- I know they're not, Ronnie.

All I wanna know is are you prepared to help me?

- I can't waste much time,

I should've been at the track already.

There's a horse that's a sure thing to win.

- Okay, pretend you already made the bet

and that the horse did win.

- 15 to one.

- 20 to one.

- Well, if you're looking to find facts,

you should go to Washington.

That's where you'll find the guys

that wallow in this filth and protect it.

-All I need's a name. A face.

[lively music]

- You guys keep playing.

And you, what are you doing?

Why don't you come and play, huh?

- Oh! I'm terribly sorry.

- What the--?

- I was looking for a seat and I didn't see you.

Oh, dear, it's all over your coat. I'm sorry.

- Nothing to worry about, no problem.

Believe me, it will all come out in the wash.

- I'm really sorry. What can I do for you to forgive me?

- You could sit at my table.

- I think I'd make a habit of spilling food over people

if I knew I'd meet someone like you every time.

- Just how do you mean that, young lady?

- You're attractive, intelligent, full of charm,

and with a strong sense of responsibility.

- Is that what you really think?

- I think you believe in the United States.

- Everybody in this country is so concerned

about what the world thinks of us,

when actually we should feel great pride

in what we've achieved,

for this is the greatest country in the world.

- Are there many people who share your views?

- Yes, but what about the young people of today?

Their heads are stuffed full of crazy ideas

and a lot of nonsense.

What we really need right now is another war.

Then they'd come back with their heads screwed on straight.

- Those who do come back.

- And the ones who don't come back

will have given some meaning to their lives,

sacrificing themselves for their country.

- It's beautiful to hear you talk about America like that.

You must love it very much.

- Yes, it's a fantastic country.

But I must be boring you.

It's just that I enjoy talking to you.

Am I boring you?

- Oh, no, not at all.

- It's not every day I have the pleasure

of meeting someone like you.

- But now I have to say goodbye to you.

- Why? You have a plane to catch?

- No, I'm on vacation, but you're an important man.

You must have a lot of commitments.

-An important man decides for himself

how to fill his day.

Besides, you couldn't possibly leave me now.

- Why not?

- You have to come with me

to change the coat you ruined for me.

- Oh, are you inviting me to your house?

- I promise I won't eat you up.

[dramatic music]

I should allow food to be spilled over me more often.

You're beautiful.

- I'm happy to hear you say that.

- Are you really?

- It's so seldom I find someone I enjoy being with.

It's even more seldom for it to be mutual.

- You wouldn't put me on, would you?

- Does it look like it?

Can't you feel me?

- Yes, I can feel you.

I love it.

Tell me that you love it.

- Like crazy.

It's marvelous being with you like this.

I could do anything with someone like you.

I just know it.

Even the strangest, most erotic things.

- Tell me what you like, talk to me.

I'll do anything you want me to. Just let me know.

- If we could, if we could try something more stimulating.

Like something far out, forbidden.

[dramatic music continues]

[projector whirring]

[projector clicks]

- I guess it didn't do too much for you, did it?

- I thought someone like you

would have something sensational

and not phony like that.

But it doesn't matter. Come here.

I watch you to want-- - Wait a second.

I think I have a film

that you just may find very interesting.

You said you wanted something really strong.

[projector whirring]

Fantastic.

Absolutely fantastic.

You're some kind of woman.

- It's all because of you.

I never met anyone like you.

And those pictures, so real.

As if it was really happening.

Oh, it was all so awful.

But what a turn-on.

- Did you ever see anything like it?

In real life, I mean.

- Never.

I shouldn't confess this to anyone,

but I feel you'd understand.

Sometimes I dream of actually living

something as cruel as that.

- Hm, I think I must be a closet masochist.

It's the raw horror of it that excites me.

- [Senator] You could make that dream come true

because things like that really do happen.

- Who knows where or when

a normal middle class American girl like me

could see things like that?

They're just secret fantasies.

- I'll make you experience those secret fantasies.

But you may be scared.

-And isn't being scared exciting?

[tense dramatic music]

[tense dramatic music continues]

What was it? A nightmare? A dream?

I saw something horrible.

- No, my dear. It wasn't a dream nor a nightmare.

Just a little powder. LSD.

Have you ever tried it before?

- No, never.

So nothing was true?

- No, Emanuelle, but it was beautiful just the same.

You were very happy.

- Yes, happy.

I really felt everything,

for the first time in my life.

- Then you'll come to see me again sometime?

- Of course, if you wish. Whenever you want.

- We'll pick up tomorrow where we left off today.

-All I did was waste my time.

I saw it all on a trip.

Sorry, Freddie.

- Ah, you're talking about drugs.

Are you sure about that?

- Yes.

And when I woke up, it was as if I had had a bad nightmare.

The first ever failure of my career.

I should have listened to my friend, not my editor.

- Here you are, look at these.

You really think a nightmare can be photographed?

- I don't believe it.

They're magnificent. So it did happen after all.

- [Freddie] Ah, it's enough to make you puke.

And I'm not surprised you remember it as a nightmare.

You're lucky you woke up.

- It has to be a first!

- Yeah, I'm afraid it's that, all right.

- It's a scoop of the century.

So everything I did wasn't in vain, then.

I can feel I accomplished something.

- You'd be doing yourself a favor

if you just carried on thinking it was a nightmare.

Try and forget the whole thing.

- What do you mean by that?

You're not trying to tell me

you're scared of publishing, are you?

- Ah, it's got absolutely nothing to do with me.

It's just that for the first time

since I've been in this paper,

the owner came down here and specifically ordered me

not to publish any article based on your ,

and no two ways about it.

But don't worry, I'll put it in the archives

and at the first opportunity that comes along,

I'll publish it, all right?

- Hey, wait a minute,

I don't give a damn about the archives.

Don't you realize I could've been killed?

If we don't condemn these atrocities publicly,

other girls are gonna get dragged into it

and we'll become accomplices to the whole filthy business.

- I'm sorry, Emanuelle, but listen,

there's nothing I can do about it,

and I don't like it any more than you do.

- Oh, come on. You're sorry?

Then why don't you do something?

Hey, Freddy, you know what I'd like to do?

I'd like to blow this whole place up

and that includes you. - Hold it.

- The paper, the owner- - Hold it!

- The archives. Now I'd better go.

- Yeah, all right. ' You do that, you go off,

have yourself a few days vacation,

and when you come back

we'll discuss the whole thing.

- What, a few days?

I'm gonna take a week off, then a month!

- Okay. - Then a year. Five years--

- We'll discuss it later. - 10 years. All my life

if I feel like it!

And then I just slammed the door

and walked away from it. [laughs]

- Goodbye, editor!

- Goodbye, camera, still lens, highly sensitive film,

wide angle lens and darkroom.

- And who's gonna feed us now?

- The people are beautiful and healthy here.

We'll eat like them and become even more beautiful

and more healthy.

-And I'm gonna build you a nice bamboo cabin.

Bamboo roof. Bamboo walls.

- That sounds beautiful.

I'm the happiest girl in the world.

- Which world?

- I don't know, I've forgotten.

And I'm gonna forget everything else

that isn't necessary in this paradise.

Like work, success, polit-- [yelps]

Oh, no! [screams]

What's going on? Let me go!

Bill, don't just stand there, let me go!

Let me down!

- What did you just say, this was paradise, huh?

[man speaking in a foreign language]

[dramatic orchestral music]

- Bill! Bill!

- Hey, what're you doing? Hey.

Take it easy.

- Oh! What the hell's going on?

Bill, is this your idea of a joke?

Let me go!

[dramatic music]

- Is everything alright, darling?

- Bill!

What's going on?

Come in here.

- I can't, it's forbidden.

They're sort of preparing you.

- Preparing me for what? [Bill laughing]

What are you laughing about?

- Wait and see.

Well, yeah, what I wanted to tell you

is that I think I've sold you.

- You what?!

- [giggles] Yep, I've sold you

for a splendid collection of tropical shells

and for a good cup of local beer.

Good beer. Very, very alcoholic.

-Ah, you, my 12th wife, please. You sit.

- Your wife?

- Yes, that's the reason why His Majesty bought you.

He's a very jealous husband.

- But you...

- Ah, don't worry.

I don't think anyone would consider this wedding valid,

at least outside of this island.

- What does he want me to do?

- Well, I don't know.

Rule the island, give birth to his children.

Unfortunately, I won't be here.

Or perhaps that's fortunate.

They've asked me to leave after the celebration.

- What celebration?

[lively music]

-All my children.

32. Maybe more.

Now, your children.

Other wives need me.

- And the celebration?

- Start without. Celebration yours.

- This is your celebration.

[lively music]

- Is incest the scene here?

- What's incest?

- Never mind.

- [Director] All right, set it up.

- [Assistant] No, no, honey. To the left, then to the right.

- [Director] Hurry up with those traps!

- [Assistant] Come on, get a move out over there.

- [Director] Get that boom out of the way.

- What's going on?

- [Crew] All right, tractors.

- [Crew] Okay, girls, come on.

- [Director] All right, everybody in line, come on.

Let's get started! - That's good, that's good.

- I'd like a very slow pan here.

Start on that hut over there

and then move to the trees, all right?

- We'd love that. - Yes, yes, that's good.

- For all of you, that's right. - A problem, John.

The natives absolutely don't want to dance nude.

- [Director] Okay, are we ready?

- Look! - Everybody in line, please.

- What the hell's all this mess here?

- I don't know.

- They must be doing a film. Paradise Lost.

- Just about, just about.

Ready to go here? All right, everything set up?

- Listen, let's get out of here.

I don't wanna be hired as a damn extra.

- [Director] All right, everything's set up.

[dramatic music]

♪ I ♪

♪ Celebrate myself ♪

♪ And I sign myself ♪

♪ Kiss my lips, my lady ♪

♪ Skin might show, steady ♪

♪ I can live with angels ♪

♪ What if then, my time's gone ♪

♪ Shone around, I'm your king ♪

♪ I ♪

♪ Feel like Seth to God ♪

♪ I don't wanna die ♪

♪ In the year of air tonight ♪

♪ Stay with me, my lady ♪

♪ All my friends are flying away ♪

♪ Let me shout, let me cry for you ♪

♪ And I will find a new king ♪

♪ Let me shine, let me cry for you ♪

♪ Let me shine, let me cry ♪

♪ Kiss me ♪

♪ You don't turn me down, kiss me ♪

♪ Lady ♪

♪ My sweet lady beside me ♪

♪ Happy ♪

♪ I sometimes make you happy ♪

♪ Lady ♪

♪ You remember I'm your king ♪