All language subtitles for Through.the.Looking.Italiano Ok

[eerie music]

-Papa?

Papa, wait.

Papa.

[eerie music]

-It's time, Catherine.

I'm going to give you
something entirely new and unique.

-Where are you?

Papa?

[eerie music]

-We'll emphasize those marvelous angles
and the drama of those eyes.

The hair will remain stark, classic.

[intense laughter]

[eerie music]

How long will you be away from us,
Catherine?

-Oh, I don't know.

A month, maybe.

-It's good that you'll be traveling.

Now, watch very carefully
what I do, Catherine.

There's so much
that's mediocre and trendy today,

but we're going to make you special.

[background conversation]

I have a new line of pastels
and the colors are luscious.

[background conversation]

-I always seem to be waiting
for Gene to finish with her.

-Did you see what she wore
to the country club?

It was so sheer that you could see
right through it when the light

was behind her.

-We used to be friends
when we were children.

- I could never wear anything like that.

Norman wouldn't permit it.

-If I had a house like hers,
I'd be entertaining all the time.

It's been two years
since I've been invited up there.

I will say, she can be
a very gracious hostess,

but one never really feels comfortable.

Her manners are so fine,
it's like she learned them in school.

You know what she reminds me of?

One of those wind-up dolls.

[background conversation]

[gentle music]

-You look marvelous.

You'll be in for a touch-up
before you leave?

-Yes.
-Good.

-Maybe.

-Bye-bye.

[soft jazz music]

-If you remember, draw me a card.

-You're going to be late, ma'am.

Dinner is early this evening
because of your guests.

[dramatic music]

-Mommy.

Mommy, guess what?

[dog barking]

Daddy got home before you.

He brought me a present.

-Well, that's nice.

That's nice, darling.

-Don't you want to see it?

-Well, not now, darling.

I have to dress for dinner.

Okay?

Do you know my papa is
the most magnificent horseman I ever saw?

He would actually ride
to the factory sometime,

right down the main street of town.
Can you imagine?

-Catherine's father
could get away with anything.

He practically owned the town.

-Oh.
-Come to say goodnight?

-No.

I came to show Mr. Manchester
the pictures of me.

-Jennifer, I think you ought
to be up in bed, yes?

-Tell your mother that I think it's okay
to show your pictures to Mr. Manchester.

-My daughter is in a play at school.

Can you imagine, when I was her age,
I had the same part.

In fact, they still have my picture up.

I wore --

It was a --

-I called you the other day
when we arrived here.

I thought you might show us around.

- I was here all day.

-Catherine sometimes disappears for hours.

I think she's found herself a lover.

-Richard, don't even joke like that.

Jennifer, now, I really think you ought
to be up in bed.

Don't you, Richard?

-Yes.

I could give you a goodnight hug, honey.

-Goodnight, Mother.
Goodnight, Mrs. Manchester.

-My husband tells me you travel
a great deal.

-Yes, we do travel quite a bit.

-I really envy you that.

I guess it's the business you're in.

I am getting away, though.

We're going to go to Paris
and then we're going to go on to Venice.

-Yes, Catherine needs to get away.

-Don't get me wrong, though.

I really love this place.

I really love it.

I have lived all my life in this house.

I was born here.

You can't imagine
how many wonderful memories

it holds for me.

-It wasn't until last year
that she'd consent to have

the place redecorated.

Then she wouldn't throw the junk out,
she had to stuff the attic with it.

-It's not junk, Richard.

I'm sorry, dear, but you just don't have
an appreciation for fine things.

I want you to understand
that at one time, this house was

the showpiece of the county.

-Yes, I'm sure it was, Catherine.

Would you like a cigar, Arthur?
-Sure, terrific.

You know what, Catherine, you ought
to come by and visit us sometime

before you go to Europe.

-Thank you.

That would be very nice.

-[laughs]

- I always think my wife is
at her most desirable when she's warm

and flushed with brandy.

-Richard.

-She hardly took a sip
until her father died six years ago,

the beautiful
and cultivated Catherine Johnston.

Now, she's my matter-of-fact,
everyday wife, but she's still beautiful.

Come on, honey.
Pour yourself another.

-Sorry.

I'm glad you came.

I really am.
It's just that I'm not feeling very well.

Please, forgive me.

Please.

-Catherine, what the hell
is the matter with you?

A moment ago, you were feeling just fine.

[tense music]

[clock ticking]

[crickets chirping]

-It was a very nice evening, Richard.

[crickets chirping]

[moaning]

-The hell is wrong?

-Can't you just, for once, leave me be?

[brooding music]

I'm sorry.

[somber music]

[dog barking]

[brooding, dramatic music]

[door creaking]

[sinister music]

Don't care about them.

We're alone now.

We're alone.

[tense, uneasy music]

I really shouldn't be here.

What if Papa should come up?

I'm getting so grown up.

No wonder everybody stares at me
the way they do.

Can you imagine?

What if they could see me, what I do here?

I'll have to buy all new dresses,

new styles,

something low,

decollete,

soft,

chiffon,

satin,

SO everyone can see.

Wouldn't you like to see?

-Just touch me.

It's mine.

It's mine.

For you.

Anything for you.

Anything for you, Catherine.

Catherine.

Catherine.

I love you, Catherine.

I want you, Catherine.

I want you, Catherine.

Everything.

Only you.

There's no one else, I promise.

More.

More.

Deeper.

Oh.

Oh, God.

I'd love to look at you, Catherine.

To look at you.

To touch you.

To kiss you.

I want you, Catherine.

Feel me.

Feel me.

Feel me, Catherine.

I love you, Catherine.

You.

Feel me.

[moaning]

[intense music]

[moaning]

[moaning]

-[knocking on door]

Mrs. Burgess, are you all right?

Are you there?

-Yes.

Lisa, I'm fine.

Go back to sleep.

[tense music]

-Good job on these flowers.

When you get through with it, I wish
you'd wash up the car a little bit,

all right?
-Richard?

I was just thinking,

it would be so nice if I could come
to town later and we could have lunch.

-One sharp at the hotel.

[engine roaring]

-Abel, have the car ready at 12:30
and bring some flowers to my bedroom.

[somber music]

[footsteps approaching]

Lisa?

-Yes, ma'am?

-I'll be having lunch out today
with my husband.

We'll have
our usual Wednesday night dinner.

There'll be no guests.

-Yes, ma'am.

-Today's mail?

-Yes, ma'am.

[sinister music]

[moaning]

[sinister music]

-You thinking about her?

I saw you watching
her from the kitchen all during dinner.

You'll get yourself in trouble.

I know what that woman's really like.

[moaning]

-Now just you let your sister
take care of everything

and stop your silly daydreaming.

There's no one who can take care
of you as well as I.

You know that, Abel.

I know what you're going through, Abel.

It isn't good.

You don't have to go to anybody else.

I'm here, Abel.

I'm always here.

Abel.

[moaning]

[water splashing]

[gulping]

[eerie music]

[brooding, dramatic music]

-See?

You're just a mirror.

You hung in my bedroom
when I was growing up.

I knew you very well.

[sinister music]

Catherine, you're delicious.

Yes, I am.

I really am.

See, there's nothing to be frightened of.

Mirrors have always been kind to me.

I'm delightful to look at.

-Why, yes, Catherine.

Because you're so beautiful.

Oh, Catherine, I love to look at you.

[sinister music]

Now, will you come to me?

Come.

[moaning]

Come.

No one has ever touched me
there like that.

I like it.

Would you touch me there?

-Oh, why, of course, Catherine.

I would do anything for you.

Anything.

I love to touch you, Catherine.

I would do anything for you.

Am I good to you, Catherine?

Am I good?

[ominous music]

If you come to me,

I promise you sensations
you've never imagined,

pleasures that you've always deserved.

-I can do anything.

I can.

I can.

-You shall, Catherine...

If you come to me.

[sinister music]

[moaning]

[wind gushing]

[eerie music]

Since we were children,
Catherine, I've always worshipped you.

You and only you, Catherine.

No one else.

Only you.

[moaning]

A child.

You're such a little child,
don't you know?

[moaning]

Yes.

We've waited for you.

We long for you.

Everybody wants you, Catherine.

Everybody wants you.

[distorted voices]

[ethereal music]

Oh, Catherine.

Yes.

[ominous music]

[laughing]

-Three inches long.

[laughing]

-Karen?

-I'm late.

-Is it dry?

-Is it wet?

-I'm late.

Trust me.

-She'd sit beautifully on your face.

-He's calling you.

You must get dressed for dinner.

[ominous music]

-I wouldn't serve it out.

-Provocative as hell for sure.

[indistinct muttering]

-Not to mention her fleshy glow.

I've been to her house.
I should know.

-I'd buy a piece at any price.

Well brought up and magnificently stuffed.

-She'd sit beautifully
on your face, no doubt.

-Marvelous legs.
-1 stuck to her thighs.

-Quite accomplished,
but not as meaty as |I.

-You, Eugene? Do you agree?

-Is there beauty there?
And to what degree?

-Immaculate folds, stunning crease,
enchanting slit, fantastic cleft.

-Is it wet?
-Is it dry?

-Oh, do you really?
Oh, I can't believe that.

-You'll have to wait your turn.

-Say what, I think you could put
something in that.

It's a fantastic place.

It's a decent place.

A very good place.

Yes, a very good place.

-There's no trouble here.

No fat, no fat.

It's the real thing that could suffice
and the sacks are full.

-Can't get enough.

-Oh, fantastic.

-I can't get enough.

-Precious path, wonderful way,
oh, deeply deep, wildly wet,

but needs more flicking,
basting, shucking, inside

and outside, perfect for sucking.

-Yes.
In and out, in and out.

Take all you can get and stuff more of it.
-I say, don't hog and mow.

It is forever, after all.

-Her mouth is simply fine.

It's all hearty and witty.

Are you having a time?

[chuckling]

-I've seen many cocks
that simply won't [indistinct].

-Would you like some of this?

They can't hide any more.

Stuff more.

-Fantastic.

Absolutely fantastic.

[ominous music]

[moaning]
[eerie music]

[slurping]

-Let me have some too.

[tense music]

[moaning]

[sighing]

He wants you.

You know that.

[eerie music]

Papa?

Papa.

Papa, wait.

Papa.

[eerie music]

-Good stuff.

Good stuff.

She has an appetite.

-The flesh is strong.

It won't be long.

-She"S slipping away slowly.

He'll have her juices in a wink.

[shushes]

I think she just might do it.

[ominous music]

[laughing]

-Papa.

[laughing]

-One sharp at the hotel.

[distorted voices]

[ominous music]
[laughing]

-We're going to make you special.

[laughing]

[birds chirping]

[screaming]

[sinister music]

[clock ticking]

-Lunch was about two hours ago.

-Something's wrong, Richard.

Something's wrong.

Richard.

- I know you haven't been feeling well
the last couple of days.

That's why we're going to Europe.

Just three more days
and you'll be far away.

All right?

Come on, I'm going to take you to lunch.

[engine roaring]

-Jennifer,

pack one of the toilet articles
and the lingerie in that one, okay?

-Okay.

Mother, you could see right through these.

How come?

-Well, that's just the way they're made,
darling.

-Super.

Can I have some like this?

-No, sweetheart.

-Why not?

You wear them.
-Just put them in the valise, okay?

-Please stand still, Mrs. Burgess.

-Oh, Lisa, it's going to be so pretty.

It's made me feel so good
to buy all these new things.

Lisa, don't let me forget.

Would you run up to the attic and bring me
the silver mirror and hairbrush set,

the one Grand papa gave me?

I just can't bear to travel
without these precious things.

-That door is always locked, Mrs. Burgess.

-The key is above
the ledge in the hallway.

-I'll get them, mother.

-Jennifer.

-Please stay still, Mrs. Burgess.

[ominous music]

[door creaks]

-I told her I did not want her
to go up there.

She should be here by now, Lisa.
I told her.

- I got your things, mother.

I saw all the --

-I never want you to go up there again.

Never.

Do you hear me?

Oh, leave me alone, please.

You too, Lisa. Leave me alone.

[muffled voices]

-Richard?

[muffled voices]

-Who's there?

[muffled voices]

-Who is it?

[muffled voices]

-Richard?

[muffled voices]

-Jennifer?

[muffled voices]

-That was your grandmother's set.

Hers before that.

It's time you had them.

-Oh, Papa, I love them so much.

Doesn't Mommy want them anymore?

-She doesn't need them.

Come on.

-Does this mean I'm all grown up, Papa,
when Grandma"S things become mine?

-It means you're very beautiful.

It's a pleasure to look at you.

Like now, when you're excited this way.

-Oh, Papa.

Do you really love to look at me?

-Stand up, Catherine.

-I am all grown up, aren't I?

All of a sudden, I looked
in the mirror one day and --

-What is it, Catherine?

-Nothing, Papa.

I have to go to bed now.

I have to get up early.

-Let me do that for you, Catherine.

You are growing up.

Soon you'll be able to do
what you want to do.

-Do what, Papa?

-What you feel

when you're all alone,
when you look in the mirror.

-I don't know what you mean.

-Go to the mirror, Catherine.

Show me what you do when you're all alone.

-But Papa, I don't --

-Don't you look at your body?

The way it's changing?

Don't you touch yourself?

-Do you want me to, Papa?

-If you want me to see.

-Are they beautiful, papa?

-Yes.

Very.

What else?

What else do you want me to see?

Take them off, Catherine.

-Papa?

-Don't you want to?

Turn around.

Let me see.

-Papa.

-Do you touch yourself, Catherine?

-Should 1?

-Yes.

I want you to.

- I don't know how.

-Look in the mirror.

Put your hand there.

-Papa.

-Do as I say, Catherine.

Turn around.

Lie down there.

That's it.

Good girl.

-It's what I've wanted.

It's what I've always wanted.

-Papa.

More.

I want to --

-It's what you wish to happen,
isn't it, Catherine?

-I'm vile.

I'm vile, I know it.

-No.

You're exceptional, Catherine.

Yes, you are and always have been.

If you come with me, you always shall be.

Eternally.

Very well then, Catherine.

Stay here with these dull,
commonplace people,

in this ordinary place.

Grow old and wither in it.

-Where are you going?

Wait.

You're not my father.

-When you come with me,
you'll be done with these fools.

A tedious husband,
these insufferable pricks.

No class, no style.

-No.

No, I'm going with him.

- I thought you were exceptional,
Catherine.

I thought you had longings.

-Are you there?

Have you left me?

Please.

Where will you take me?

-Where your beauty
will glow everlastingly.

Where your senses,
that marvelous white flesh of yours,

will be bathed,
lavished with the adoration

and pleasure you deserve.

-It's not real.

-What is real?

That world out there?

Listen to me, Catherine.

To me.

We'll leave this place.

You'll come to the mirror this night
at one o'clock.

That will give you enough time.

Your jewels, fling them away.

-Why?

-So he won't have them.

Anyway, there are always conditions
in these things.

Jennifer, give her the key to the attic.
Allow her to come visit me.

She's grown so beautiful, exceptional.

Like you, Catherine.

-No.

I won't.

-Yes, you will.

You've always come back to the mirror
and I've always been here.

-Daddy.

-Hi, baby.
-I'm so glad you're home.

-It's good to be home.

Where's your mother?

After today, Jennifer, you are going
to be a very wealthy young lady.

-More than I already am?

-Yes.

-Good.

Because I want a lot of things.

-Catherine, what's the matter?

-Help me, Richard.

Please, help me.

You've got to take me away from here.

Tonight.

I'm already packed.

-What?

What the hell are you talking about?

-I saw something, Richard.

-What did you see that was so terrible?

If you can't tell me, how the hell
do you expect me to help you?

- I just can't explain it.

I can't. Please believe me.

There is evil in this house.

I've got to leave tonight.

-Catherine,

you're leaving in the morning.

Now, what the hell is the matter with you?

-I can't explain it.

I have to leave.

I'll stay at the --
-No, you can't.

Now, will you tell me what's going on?

I came home here, elated,
and I managed to expand

the business more
than you could ever have expected it

to have been expanded.

I want to share it with you.
I want to share it with our daughter.

-Airline.
-Reservations?

Please.

-Flight reservation.

-Yes.
My name is Catherine Burgess.

I have reservations on flight 112
to Boston with connections

to Paris tomorrow morning.

I've got to leave tonight.

Can't you help me?

-There are no flights tonight However,

your current reservations are confirmed.

Have a nice trip.

-Now, Catherine, for God's sake,
will you tell me what's wrong?

Come on, take a look at yourself.

[mirror shattering]

-Go into the kitchen
and tell Lisa to call the doctor.

Go, Jennifer.

Do as I say.

[shouting]

-You're going away and you never taught me
how to put on my makeup.

-Honey, she's been --

Well, I mean, she's taken
some pills that'll put her to sleep.

-Oh.

-You better get to sleep now, Catherine.

I have some more work to do.

I'll be upstairs in a little while.

-Stand straight, Jennifer.

-Growing up, aren't I, mother?

-All of a sudden, one day,

you wake up and...

-What?

-You're old enough to have
the silver brush and mirror set,

the one grand papa gave me.

It's always been in the family.

-Oh, mom, I love you so much.

-They're back in the attic.

You can go up there whenever you want.

-Really?

-Really.

You must promise to tell no one.

It's our secret.

Just you and I.

Pastel blue liner.

We'll use it, just a bit.

The tip of your finger.

Your eyes are so lovely.

-Like yours, Mommy.

-Like mine.

You are growing up, aren't you, Jennifer?

Soon, you will be able
to do whatever you want to do.

-Do what, Mommy?

-Your body is changing,
isn't it, Jennifer?

-Yes, Mommy.

- It will be like mine.

[moaning]

[thunder rumbling]

[screaming]

[thunder rumbling]

-Catherine, are you in there?

Are you there?

Well, don't just stand there.

Catherine's gone.

Go and look for her.

-Hey, Mr. Burgess,
I think you should come down here.

You, check the airline to see
if she's on that flight.

- I hope she's all right.

-She's not upstairs,
as far as I can tell.

-I'll go check the grounds
or around the house.

-I'll check the study and the living room.

-What happened to her?
- I don't know.

I heard a scream upstairs.
I can't find her anywhere upstairs.

Go and look in the kitchen too, will you?

-Yes.

[thunder rumbling]

-Mommy?

[thunder rumbling]

-Mommy?

[laughing]

-Mommy?

[laughing]

Yes. Well, there are always conditions
in these things.

[laughing]

[screaming]

[laughing]

-That way too.
You can't say that. Not really.

No.
Hello.

How are you?

So good to see you down here again.

I didn't expect you down here so soon.

My credit card's around. You're my Lulu!

[indistinct babbling]

I don't know what to do now,
because I have no credit down here.

-Shut up.

Shut up, or I'll drain the bitch.

-No.

You were my Lulu. I was fed, stuffed. I
had everything I wanted.

I was fed, fed good,
and...and...over that way.

The banister,
we had a long, long banister,

and it stunk from mother's pussy.

Shut up.

No.

Couldn't have that,
because you're my little Lulu.

I used to watch you in the mirror.

I remember watching you in the mirror.

Now, you're my Lulu.

Shut up.
You're my little Lulu.

You're my little Lulu.
My little Lulu.

The credit card and the yacht...I
was stuffed... the bannister.

The smell of mother's pussy.

-No, sir.

There's no record of Mrs. Burgess
being on any flight.

[screaming]

-Yes, Catherine.

Come to me.

Come.

[laughing]

[screaming]

-I think she"S found herself another.
[whimpering]

[screaming]

-We're going to make you special.
[echoing]

[groaning]

-Yes.

Yes, cum.

-[indistinct]
-They say she is.

-Oh, my.

Repulsive.

Foul.

Nauseating.

-Repulsive.

-Offensive.

Foul.

Repulsive.
-Nauseating.

Foul.

-Oh, hideous.

Hideous.
-She's so plain.

-Vile.

-They say she is.

-Vile.

Offensive.

-Sickening.

-Look at yourself in the mirror.

[laughing]

-The living room window was wide open.

These were on the ground.

Just flung out onto the ground.

-Catherine.

[siren wailing]
[dramatic music]

[moaning]

-Papa?

[screaming] Papa.

[laughing]

[groaning]

[laughing]

-If Papa comes home,
what if he finds out how bad you are?

[laughing]

-[laughing] This is your eternity.

-Jennifer,

such beautiful eyes.

[laughing]

Yes.

We're going to keep you beautiful always.

Yes.

Exceptional.

[laughing]

[laughing]

-Any new dresses here?

[laughing]

-[laughing] I'm beautiful.

[laughing]

Come fuck me.

Fuck you and rape you.

You belong to me!

[laughing]

-There are no mornings here.

There are no nights.

You'll never grow old, Catherine.

[laughing]

-I must dress for dinner.

I wonder what I should wear.

I'll have to buy all new dresses.

Wouldn't you like to see what I do here?

[indistinct whispering]

Don't you like to see me?

Touch me?

It's a secret.

[eerie, somber music]