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[Music playing]

NARRATOR: Welcome to Women's Hell, USA.

Where women live no longer than is necessary to give pleasure

To a perverted group of deranged, so-called doctors

And nurses.

We invite you now on a journey into sickness.

To a world of sex and violence.

Meet Sabrina.

She has a very special relationship

With the head of this clinic.

And this is Ilsa, the sadistic director

Of the clinic... a woman who knows no mercy

And lives only for her own pleasure.

Go get the ambulance.

I'll help you, Sabrina.

Maniacs.

GRETCHEN: It's your turn to do the dirty work.

USHI: OK, OK.

I'll do it.

GRETCHEN: Look, Sabrina's medication's arriving.

Let's have some fun.

Can you help us?

We saw her lying on the road as we were passing by.

She's unconscious.

[Screaming]

Get the girl.

Come on, get out, you bitch!

Come on, come on.

We don't got all day.

Sabrina, everything's OK, now.

You'll see.

I love you.

Cut the crap, Ilsa.

Turn the engine on.

This bitch is giving us a hard time.

I love you.

NARRATOR: Little Sabrina feels much better now.

Ilsa gave her her special, but very,

Very effective medication.

Maniacs.

Sick.

Sex-crazed sadists.

[Groaning]

NARRATOR: Meet Greta, Ilsa's sister.

As ruthless and sadistic as her boss.

She used to be Ilsa's lover, but things have changed.

And Ilsa seems to be more interested in Sabrina.

Greta consuls herself with her two faithful assistants, Ushi

And Gretchen.

She fainted.

That means playtime's over, right?

That's what you think.

Help me.

Let's give her a new sensation.

Drag her into the sauna.

I want to watch her sweat.

[Gasping]

Can't stop thinking what a shame it is we

Have to kill her already.

Look, she's coming to.

GRETA: Not for long.

Give it some more steam.

I want to watch her boil.

Shit.

Death of a pretty tong.

Sex-crazed sadists.

[Knocking]

GRETA: Ilsa?

ILSA: Enter.

It's bad.

We don't have any more patients.

Oh, yes, we do, Greta.

I brought one in this morning.

And I want to keep her a while.

A two-way for your daughter, huh?

Don't you ever call my daughter here.

I am Mistress here.

Now, come.

NARRATOR: Now you know Ilsa's terrible secret.

The elements are in place.

A tragedy can now begin to unfold.

Sometimes there is pleasure to be had at the clinic,

But life is different now the Ilsa and Greta

Are no longer friends.

Life can be pretty boring at the clinic nowadays.

Sabrina knows nothing of Ilsa's morbid secret.

She's the only one in the clinic who doesn't.

But not knowing doesn't mean not feeling,

And her feelings are very strange.

She has an overwhelming painful settlement

Of a very disturbed sexuality.

She's lonely at the beautiful Lolita age

Where a young girl learns the first steps of love.

Instead of meeting nice boys, she

Must live with the masochistic obsessions of an older woman.

And, to paraphrase a great poet, we

Could say that while sexuality has a plethora of disguises,

The most important of them certainly is violence.

And the more disturbed the sexuality,

The meaner the violence gets.

In Sabrina's case, we deal with an

Overwhelming destructive murderous violence

Which knows no boundaries.

Men, women, children, animals... No one escapes Sabrina's

Frustrated love sickness.

Her obsession with violence is crystallized in the contents

Of a comic books.

Most of all, in the adventures of her hero,

Macho Burton, a super strong mercenary

Who shoots before thinking, whose gun does the talking.

Who knows every possible killing technique.

A man who can't be stopped by anything.

A man who single-handedly destroyed whole armies.

And as Sabrina's love for her terrible hero knows no bounds,

An innocent servant at the clinical

Who was just a poor voyeur will be another victim

Of frustrated sexuality.

[Imitates gunshots]

[Groans]

Enemies.

[Music playing]

He was a good man.

Too bad he had to die like that.

You can bury him now.

Now what?

We've got dead bodies all over the place.

I think we should get out of here while we still can.

You'll do whatever I want you to.

Is that understood?

We go when I say we do.

I give the orders around here.

OK, now, get out, and make sure we have

Something to eat this evening.

Who will look after the statues now?

I hope it's good.

NARRATOR: I bet it will be good.

Greta has really gone to extremes in the art of cooking.

Nothing was too difficult in her search for the strangest

And best meat, but where in hell did

She find this incredible meal?

What did she do to please in her own, very special way,

Her demanding mistress?

GRETA: I'm sure you'll like it.

This is tongue.

NARRATOR: Tongue?

Human tongue.

GRETA: The gardener couldn't do the shopping.

We decided to use it for the last time.

The gardener once ate my pussy.

That's why I guarantee the quality of his tongue.

Disgusting.

He was one of us.

Look at Sabrina.

She loves it.

NARRATOR: And why not?

Sabrina lives in our own world and has enough problems.

Accepting the outside world would be too much.

Here, every other person is meat.

And so in the great cannibalistic tradition which

Goes back to the beginnings of mankind,

Sabrina eats her victim.

Come with me to the woods.

I hate going into the woods.

Come.

Ilsa told us to go.

She needs the garbage man to clean th operating room.

She's going to work on the girl she brought in, probably

For you.

Hey, garbage man!

Ilsa needs you!

You dumb bastard child.

You!

Come with us.

I don't know why the son of a bitch scares you so much.

You should have killed him rather than the gardener.

The gardener was at least useful to us.

This guy's like a zombie.

I'm sure he eats the garbage he collects.

I'm going.

Get to work.

Look what you've done.

That's enough.

Now get back to the woods.

NARRATOR: Again, Ilsa lets her sick love go,

But she isn't happy.

Greta is always there to reminder her of a time

When everything was easy.

She loves Sabrina, but Sabrina is so difficult to please.

She seems to be interested only in her comics.

Ilsa promises her a new love toy.

She will operate on the young female patient

The following day and make her a robot love doll.

Party time.

Is everything ready?

Have you tied her arms and legs so she can't move?

OK.

Listen, this is what we're going to do.

We'll first take out her insides.

Then we'll sew her up so Sabrina will

Have a nice doll to play with.

Understood?

Greta, help me put this on.

Ready to play doctor?

Ready to please Sabrina?

[Buzzing]

Our anesthetist disappeared.

Thanks to our beloved Sabrina.

Like I said, our anesthetist has disappeared,

So we'll do without.

Sabrina needs her toys at regular hours,

Otherwise it could be bad for her health,

And health is what we care about, don't we?

Kiss the world goodbye, fruit cake.

Now to work.

USHI: I like her kidneys.

GRETCHEN: Her liver ain't so bad, either.

Can we keep it for dinner?

Drop it.

A rotten tooth.

I'll pull it out for our little Sabrina.

Watch yourself, Greta.

Ilsa, I dropped something into the body.

Greta, I've had enough of your pretentious attitude.

Why do we always have to work for Sabrina?

This girl could have been for all of us.

This girl is for Sabrina because I am the boss here.

[Chainsaw revving]

ILSA: What the hell is she doing?

Fucking crazy!

Destroying Sabrina's love doll.

Somebody stop her!

Now we all get a piece.

NARRATOR: Seeing Greta and Ilsa together

Reminds Betty of the good old times when everything was fine.

When an operation was a real pleasure

Game and not a battleground for two hate-crazed women.

And so we see the fate of all who

Disobey Ilsa's mighty power.

Those who do not follow her implacable rules

Should not expect mercy.

What a terrible, devastating vengeance.

The sole outcome of which can only be death.

A most horrible, inhuman death to be hunted by your own kind.

[Screaming]

Shit.

NARRATOR: The people at the clinic are no white trash.

Some, like Ilsa, are doctors.

Others like Greta were white trash,

But became under Ilsa's influence, more intellectual

And studied the science of medicine.

Most of the other girls were also white trash,

But living with such intellectual and perverted

Persons like Ilsa and Greta made them all so very decadent.

Before coming to the clinic, they were experts in sleaze.

They were strippers, prostitutes, gang leaders, drug

Dealers, killers, and maniacs.

Today, not forgetting their origins,

Not forgetting the lessons of the past,

They have lost their insatiable will to live.

They have tried too much.

They have explored too far.

Decadence is their faith.

The loss of the incredible white trash lust for life

Can be seen in the strip tease dance Betty performs.

It's not the frenzied vital white trash

Dance for people hungry for every aspect of life.

It's the bored, slow dance of people

Who've done and seen it all.

And whose enormous knowledge is molded by the strong and sick

Discipline of strange masters.

These people are not happy.

It's impossible for them to forget their boredom.

Every vital fiber in them is replaced

By a perverted view of life.

It's more and more difficult for them

To satisfy their sexuality.

This dancing is fake.

These caresses are fake.

Even the whip isn't strong enough.

Only death can bring them the semblance

Of a sexual satisfaction.

Having gone to the extremes of life,

Their confined to their own world.

A world made out of their own logic, their own laws.

A world that's impossible to escape.

A world where love and respect for life

Has disappeared, including the lives

Of the protagonists themselves.

In fact, their world is one big attempt at suicide.

A suicide attempt in luxurious surroundings.

Beautiful women, extreme pleasures,

Exaggerated sadomasochism.

The fetishism of deadly weapons.

The glorification of death.

It's a slow attempt to escape a self-inflicted life of boredom

In the only way possible... In an orgy of death.

Greta and her two faithful aides have

Had enough of Ilsa's tyranny based on Sabrina's whims.

They plan to eliminate the mad daughter by telling her

The horrible, monstrous troupe of her sexual relationship

With Ilsa.

And, the next day, Greta asked Sabrina

To go for a walk in the woods, and begins to open what

Could be a new Pandora's box.

A box full of hidden perversities.

In fact, so strange and shocking,

That not even the sickest brain could invent them.

She tells how Ilsa had a child.

In fact, she had more than one.

First, there was a boy.

He was born with an Elvis tattoo.

That monstrous freak of nature died very soon after.

But, before Greta could continue her story.

[Gasps]

You idiot.

[Moaning]

NARRATOR: The night is a moment of truth for everybody.

A time for reflection.

A time to recover from the wounds

And the excesses of the day.

But while some dream gently about their lives

And their fantasies, there's a young girl

Who should sleep the innocent and pure sleep of her age,

But is tortured by things she feels she doesn't know.

And tonight, her strange dreams are filled with bizarre stories

Of the jealous Greta.

The night is also a time of loneliness.

In the heat of the night, everyone

Must deal with his own demons.

And loneliness can't escape them.

The terrible truth will force its way out.

Yeah

[Grunting]

Again, Greta had a plan to eliminate Sabrina

And the mother she hated.

A plan involving an innocent victim.

[Screaming]

[Tires squealing]

[Groaning]

Greta, we're here.

GRETA: Ah, Sabrina.

You'll enjoy this.

[Groaning]

My turn now, Greta.

GRETA: Stop it, you little bastard.

This is for my personal pleasure.

Get out now.

This has nothing to do with her or Ilsa.

[Groaning]

ILSA: What are you trying to pull?

We found a new patient.

But why bring Sabrina in here?

What?

Did she come running to you for help?

She came here by herself.

You're lying.

You're going to pay for this.

I hate her.

[Groaning]

NARRATOR: Ilsa is bound as a slave to Sabrina's whims.

She now offers her own body to the sadistic perversions

Of her sick daughter after promising

Her new pleasures to satisfy her insatiable hunger

For sex and violence.

Well, well.

What have we got here?

I saw some campers out there in the woods.

There are four of them, and I'm willing to share

Them with my little family.

[Music playing]

We'll go tomorrow.

[Shooting sounds]

Sabrina, it's me.

Open up.

[Helicopter flying sound]

Sabrina, tomorrow you'll be happy.

Now let me in, please.

Sabrina, please.

Sabrina, let me in.

This is what I get for having suffered so much this morning?

I thought you enjoyed our little whipping game.

SABRINA: Somewhere there are innocents to be saved.

NARRATOR: Ilsa's love has once again been rejected,

And her fate is a lonely night full of frustration.

But meanwhile, there are others who

Live their lusts without limit.

Lust driven to extremes by the prospect

Of a next day's bloody hunt.

[Music playing]

Go!

[Music playing]

Now, you die.

Oh, no.

Not again.

GRETA: God, I love the sound of death.

And now you're going to get it between your legs

Like you've never had it before.

Shame you're already dead.

[Clank]

[Screaming]

Help me!

[Music playing]

[Groaning]

Stand up and fight.

Please help!

You're not even worth one bullet.

[Screaming]

I said you will pay for this.

[Groaning]

And who do we have here?

How about a crash course in raw sex?

Do I turn you on?

Come closer.

I'll show you what I have to offer.

Come on.

Come a little closer.

Look what I've got for you.

It's all yours.

Come on.

[Groaning]

You did very well.

And now, I have to kill you.

You understand I couldn't let you die a virgin.

You died a man.

You went too far, Ilsa.

You too.

I loved you, but your daughter... yes, your daughter.

She spoiled everything.

Now, it's the end.

I'm going to tell Sabrina the whole truth.

ILSA: No, don't!

GRETA: Without her, we'd still be in love.

Now, it's too late.

Sabrina, I have something to tell you.

It's about Ilsa.

I met Ilsa in Paris, the most beautiful city in the world.

I was a stripper there.

She was a prison doctor.

She introduced me to nursing.

We worked together, had a lot of fun.

Ilsa became pregnant and had a child...

The one with the Elvis tattoo I spoke to you about.

He died very soon after birth.

Then the inmates took the prison over.

Disgusted by our experiments, we escaped and went on a trip

Around the world.

And we ended up here and started this code.

But before leaving Paris, Ilsa became pregnant again.

Another child was born.

This time it lived.

And as the child grew up, it became more and more important

For Ilsa.

She fell in love with it.

She forgot about me.

I was nothing to her anymore... a mere sex object.

Ilsa didn't even care about the clinic anymore.

NARRATOR: And now the truth will be unveiled.

The carnage will end.

The killers have killed themselves.

The spiral of violence has reached a climax.

Sex has made its point clear.

No one can play unashamedly with sex.

You have to pay a price, and the further you

Explore the strangest realms of sexuality,

The higher that price.

Ilsa, Greta, and their servants went as far

As they could in the exploration of diversity.

They played with the extremes of sadomasochism.

They played with death.

Their lives were at stake every moment.

They went as far as they could.

Now they can go no further.

Nor can they go back.

They're in the dead end street of sex.

In this tragic story, there is a victim.

A victim not only of sexual perversion,

But also a victim of a sick mother-love,

And a victim of more mundane elements,

Like jealousy, hatred, and alienation.

And this victim is the weakest of them... the youngest.

It's Sabrina.

A beautiful girl who could have been a happy-go-lucky Lolita,

But will now know the terrible truth about her wretched life.

But will she be a real victim?

The final knowledge will free her totally.

She could destroy herself, but she could also find yourself.

And then, she would have a terrible strength.

She would be a kind of heroin, but an unlucky one

To live always with monstrous secrets and monstrous forces.

Listen as Greta tells her the ultimate truth.

GRETA: That child was our end.

That child was you.

You, Sabrina.

You.

[Music playing]

Sabrina!

GRETA: Ilsa, don't let me die.

Kill the bastard child.

Please, Ilsa.

Please.

Goodbye, Mother.

Somewhere there are innocents to be saved.

NARRATOR: And so ends this tragic and morbid tale

Of frustrated love and sadistic perversion.

A story in which nobody has gained

Anything other than death.

Only Sabrina escaped this hell, and now she's on the loose.

Her deranged mind desperately seeking innocents to be saved.

[Music playing]