City of Women (1980) - full transcript

THE CITY OF WOMEN

With Marcello again?

Maestro, please...

Super buns!

You're stupendous

Gorgeous!

The woman I've always...

God, you're just too much!

Are you married?

Twice divorced. Why?

Oh, couldn't your husbands
satisfy you?



Can you?

I'd be ready in a minute

We'll see...

Just keep still.

You want to do it here?

What a chest you've got! Come here.

We can always try.

Where are we?

Fregene... It's my station!

- Wait. What's your phone number?
- Good-bye!

She's not getting away.

Where's that mount going?

Signora, the station's over there.

What'll I do?



Let her go?

Look at that gait!

Good Ole Snaporaz can't let that go!

Signora!

Hold on a minute!

Taking pictures?
Take a shot of my pecker.

Careful, or I'll get you
between two watermelons.

You gorgeous cow.

That was some kiss!

Like a shovel

You need a taste of Snaporaz.
Signora!

No, wait! Stop! Wait for me!

And now what...?

Alas, 'tis a divinity that guides us,
Ole Snaporaz.

Where're you taking that ass?

Here I am!

Signora...

There's an important matter.

My train...

Where's that mare?
There she is!

Wait, what's the hurry?

Slow down. Before you
were so sweet, and now...

- you're going away!
- Not going away, going towards.

Going towards what?
Do you live here?

Ah, what a wonderful smell!

These trees use finer perfumes
than your playmates.

Are You married?

No. That is, yes. Only once.
But I have no

''playmates''.

We're alone: you and I...

Can't you slow down?
Why the cross-country race?

Stop.

Why do you follow?

What if I were going to meet a man?

Or many men...strong men?

It's a pity you lost
your train for no reason.

You're not afraid?

A littlie.
But that excites me all the more.

Give me a kiss, just one.

Like you did before.

Let me say it: you're a hot bitch!

You'd take on an army.
What an ass!

It drives me crazy.
Where's that kiss?

Not that kiss.
Want a real one?

Quick...

Want me to eat you alive?
Here? One condition...

If you close your eyes.
I'll give you a tremendous kiss!

No, be still.
And keep your eyes closed!

Where'd she go?

No good bitch.

With all my troubles I have to go...

and make a fool of myself

Who knows why I carry on
like a silly boy?

At my age!

Now I'm stranded without provisions
in a godforsaken forest.

Ole Snaporaz...

I dunno, boss.

One and two! Two and three!
Three and four!

Four and five!

Five hundred!

Five thousand!

Five hundred thousand!

Five million...

Five hundred million women!

Remove the furniture.
It's rigid, obtuse.

It's masculine!

Don't accept calls.
Ladies, be reasonable, one at a time!

How come couples get rooms
without identification?

There's my big bunny, honey-woney.

You love me, don't you?

Well?

Nothing.

Hello. Nice convention, huh?

Are you from the newspaper?

It's a wonder you got in.
I'm from the newspaper too...

I even wrote about our Convention
in Heinzburgend.

Have you been there?

''Nein'', no men were there.

Who can repair a tape recorder?

Nobody?

Can somebody fix a tape recorder?

Excuse me, sir...

Did a lady...

A female lady?

What a stupid question,
that's all we've got.

Keep your cool.
She has boots and a Russian hat.

He just waked in.
He's right in front of me.

Where are they going to practice
group meditation?

Only one room?

Too many waves...

Come on, you.
My recorder broke down.

Everything's made of plastic.

Ah, it's working?

You've just heard
typical masculine sounds.

Unbearable. They only suggest
aggressiveness.

There she is!

Out with the shit, Morning glory!

Now you'll hear delicate and
harmonious sounds.

Gentile and friendly.

Humane, feminine sounds.

Sounds of lacerated silks.

Women working at their own pace.

Here we have the turtle position.

Practice this position
for psychic stability.

Hey, you...

You don't belong here.

Go while the going's good.

Talking to me?

What do you mean?

There she is...Signora!

I'm here!

The vagina is a shell
with the sound of the sea.

You all recall the song of the siren.

But the male offends her

with humiliating names:
snatch, box, bunny.

Beaver!

Patootie!

Let us explore this vagina of ours

with her lips, eternally kissing.

Let's find new names.

Tongue of light! Smile of life!

Moon-violet.

The statues of Ancient Greece
have phalluses

that rise up haughtily.

Look at what phalluses have inspired.

Where can you get that?

Wishful thinking.

And so, phallic power

keeps oppressing half of humanity.

That is, we women!

Even the missionary position
is socially obsolete.

What does he do?

The man, arrogant, with member erect
on top of the woman with

her passive vagina.

A sociocultural oppression,

from patriarchal times
to the present day.

We're against penetration.
It's invasion without defence!

We want Ideal Coitus with parity
between Male and Female.

Penetration is a crime that should
carry a fine of 10 million lira!

The Feminist Movement
at Columbia University

-has been doing extensive research.
- They're reactionaries!

Fascists!

Stop right there. I've had it!
You've busted my ovaries!

Let go!

Our main goal is to abolish fellatio!

A degrading practice from which
we have never been weaned.

I like fellatio

What's this fellatio?

Try reading Catullus!

It's only a subconscious manifestation
of women's creativeness.

Oh, finally...

The kitchen's far off.

I'll take the tray.
Go on, scram. Beat it.

Cas-tra-tion! Cas-tra-tion...

The American woman

prefers the following position,

and naturally their husbands comply!

Why must it be a man and a woman?

There's no need for a man

Mas-tur-ba-tion! Mas-tur-ba-tion!

We've a thousand sensations
in the palm

of our hand, in our armpit...

We must defeat fellatio,
it's primitive!

Tahitian women have learned to keep

a turgid organ in their vagina
for a whOle night!

A feat unknown to us!

Finally I see two smiling faces
among so many scowling women.

Why so bitter?

Yes, I understand feminism

but is the anger necessary?

The usual male commentary, huh?

Virgin yet whore,
angelic yet diabolical.

Goddess of the hearth
and instrument of pleasure.

Two aspects of false femininity
to better serve

the male chauvinist pig!

''The Average Housewife''

Oh no, you're crying?

Marriage-Miscarriage!

Thank you, you were both marvellous.

Marriage-Miscarriage... yes, excellent!

I agree

You're absolutely right.

Yes, certainly!

There is Mrs. Small

jogging

in front of six husbands.

All happy and content.

Rare example of feminism
inside the family circle.

We're very lucky
to obtain an interview

in her house.

She says that when
she was a little baby

the story of Snow White
and the Seven Dwarfs

made a great impression on her

like a premonition of
what her future would be.

Her husbands

are of different nationalities.

One is even Italian, from Naples

She went there to buy a dog
but ended up marrying him!

Here is a final toast

with all the husbands.

One moment! There's a big surprise.

Our valorous comrade,
Enderbreith Small

who was in my film

is here with us.

You can ask questions to her

Aren't you a slave to 6 masters?

That's my question too!

Is she happy in her
polyandric relationship?

She said very happy.
It's a united family.

Now I'll ask where her husbands are?

Hans, Jenz, Jan, Giggi, Lars, Peter!

ALL WOMEN ARE BEAUTIFUL

Go on, go on...keep going.

Don't stop!

My dear sisters, I'm sixty!

Only sixty!

Menopause doesn't exist!

It's an alibi for the Male Society.

It's he, the male,
who runs out of steam!

I spent my life teaching children

And I found teaching them
more rewarding

than having them.

Look at this beautiful leg,
see any seams or veins?

Wrinkles are a male invention!

My husband said: ''You're like
climbing the Everest

- without oxygen!''
- I'm proud of my wrinkles!

Here they are, one by one.

I've no fear of aging nor of dying.

I adore life.
Making love is marvellous.

All women are young!
All women are beautiful!

They're all only twenty years old!

A woman without a man.

Is...

She's like a nose without a room.

A somersault without any chowder.

Like a dictionary without a broom.

A parasol without any powder.

A woman without a man is...

A palisade without a strut.

A palimpsest without a sting.

A pachyderm without a putt.

A parabola without a sling.

A woman without a man is...

A periscope without any greens.

A pinnacle without a sigh.

A pimpernel without any means.

A pedigree without a thigh.

I'd like to say something

though it may be useless, sisters.

We've been deceived once again.

Very subtly. True to his style.

We were generous and hospitable.

Understanding. We spoke.

We discussed. We sang.

We performed our rites

without reserve,
or feminine modesty

in the futile hope of making known

to one who cannot,
nor wishes to know

how much freedom,
how much authenticity

and love, and life

has been denied us.

Our efforts here have been
useless, sisters.

The eyes of that man, presently
among us with that look

of feigned respectability, of one who
desires to know us, understand us

because he insists that it can
better our relationship.

And of all of his hypocritical excuses,

this is surely the basest.

Those eyes are the eyes of
the male we've always known.

They reflect his inner derision,
his mockery.

He has the same rotten core.

We are only a pretext

for another of his crude,
animalistic fables.

Another neurotic song-and-dance act.

We're his chorus,
his hula girls, his fiends.

We enhance his show
with our passion

with our suffering.

I warn this dismal, hollow,
worn-out Sultan

that we're neither
marionettes nor fiends.

We're of this earth

but not as mere compost,
as he would have us.

He doesn't know us, nor wants to

and that is his fatal error.

While we've been shut up in his harem

or isolated in our respective ghettos

we've had the time to study him.

To observe this keeper of ours.

Our Lord!

We know you well!

Everything about you.
You're the marionette, the fiend!

Look at him!

He hides.

You can't hide!

Your number is up.

Look, I'll tell them everything,
about the train and how you...

Look sisters!

In close-up!

Go to hell!

Attention!

A male

lurks among us,
and listens to what we say.

He steals our words.
He records them

only to deform their meaning.

He's a spy.

We must stop him. Find him!

Corner him! Throw him out!

Excuse me...

Over there. That's him!

Out! Out! Out!

Ladies, please...

I came here by chance.

Let me speak.

Sir...

Come, follow me.

What manners! You're all mad!

How was I supposed to know
you were holding a convention?

Why pick on me?

What's so funny?

Why'd you call me? Let me out.

Where are you going?

I wouldn’t let him out.

What does he want from us?

Instead I feel like helping him.
I'm very maternal.

I can't help it.

It's my big weakness.
Can you skate?

Skate? As a kid...

You've a chance then.
Give him your skates.

You must be brave and
above all, lucky.

- Are you lucky?
- For what? Skating?

Where are we going?

That's Gabriella, every day,
she circles the rink 300 times.

She made a vow.

Why don't we tell them

you're the new instructor?

He'll end up

like the plumber did.

It'd be a pity.

That thing's upstairs.

Be careful when you open it.

- Come, put the skates on.
- Where's the exit?

- You said you'd help me get out.
- In front of you.

They're good, huh?

Must you go?

- How old are you?
- Too old.

Strike here, the male
genital organs.

You missed. You all miss!

You lack concentration

Concentration is everything.

Keep mind on objective.

Come, Camilla.

Legs wide apart...

I got first prize for the
best kick in the testacies.

- It's bothersome, isn't it?
- Oh no, it's a joy.

Why are you here?

Strange, isn't it?
I'm a chick full of contradictions.

Ready for ''Mae-geri'' kick... Go!

Good kick!
Because good concentration.

In your imaginative sphere
you must visualize the genitals.

Are you trying to rescue him,
Donatella?

Lots of luck!

Come, grandpa.

Hold on.
It's thirty years since I've...

Don't be so nervous.

I have a trick knee.

You'll lead me to the exit,
won't you?

You're such a dear...

Don't pull, I'll fall.

Let go! I don't need you.

Afraid, huh?

How beautiful!

They're good. Very choreographic

Shall I come and get you?

It's a madhouse!

Hurry, you fool!

- Come, Daddy...
- A bunch of nitwits!

- Stop them!
- They can't stop

We have to get through.
Let us through!

Look out! There's a stair !

There's a stair...

The steps are slippery.

You slip like an eel.

My husband kept slipping

until he was kaput.

Come, little one...

Breathe together with me.

Breathe and count: ''Eins''...

Does it hurt?

Of course it does!

Cunts!

Look what a nice bronco!

I get such ideas...

I have to get back.
Where's the station?

Station?

I'll take you.

But ''nicht so schnell'', young fella

I can't make out what she says!

I won't touch you because
I'll dirty you more.

Good boy...
Take your little coat and scarf.

You see how black I am?

A bucket of water and I'm all white.
Like a slice of bread.

''Schon besser''? Feel better?

Let's go then. Move, young fella.

Who'll ever believe this?
If that bitch up there hadn't...

What time is it? Who knows?

Listen...

''And with his dipper.
He skimmed the pot.

''Skim, skim, skim.

''And now I scrub-scrub''

Where's the station?

Makes hot bubbles inside...

You men are so strange.

You're all little cubs.

You're a young fella too, a cub.

''They all got fever-fever.
For my beaver-beaver.

''Cool it, water, cool it, cool it.''

''The same rotten core''

Oh, really, Madame?
''He hasn't changed a bit...''

Why should he change?

To become what, instead?

I'm all yours...

Come, little cub. I'm ready.

With my motorcycle we'll all
be at the station in 10 minutes.

Are you afraid?

I'm harmless.

Except for one thing...

Just kidding.
Don't be afraid for your thing.

Hold on

Hold on tight. Tighter, tighter!

Signora, I took a different road
this morning. There was no canal!

It's a short cut.

Do you hear the frogs?

- They're singing.
- So who gives a damn?

How much longer will it take?

Almost there.

We'll stop here.

For just...sec-sec.

What for?

The Stationmaster, poor thing.

Signora, where're you going?

The Stationmaster's seeds.
I promised him.

This is too much!

Come, help me.

Had I known...

Clever, Welsenheimer.
You want everything easy.

Help her how?

''There was a beaver who thought
not of her beaver, poor thing.

''She takes him to the station,
but he denies her

''a helping hand for a few seeds.''

This is ridiculous!

''Come, come, we'll gather
seeds for all our needs''

It'll only take a second.

Duck that nice head of yours.

- What beautiful hair...
- Yeah, thanks.

These stuffed cats belong
to my granddaughters.

It's hot in here, huh?

Want a fresh egg?
They're good for you.

Puts lead in your pencil.

Don't waste time, get the seeds
and let's go.

It's not time for seeds, silly cub.

Look at this titty.

Ever seen one so nice?

Oh, this is too much!

Signora, cover up...

Squeeze it for a sec then we'll go.

You know nothing about me.

Don't say no. Touch it with a finger

just for a sec-sec.

It's nice and firm.

Yeah, it's firm,
but let's go to the station.

I've a cat down there that's purring

- And moaning.
- That's your business!

She's meowing.
Come and stroke her.

My big cat!

Take me to the station!

Are you crazy?

Let go!

I need it. Where are you?

Feed the cat. Feed it!

Don't oblige me to use force.

My God, how it stinks!

help! help!

Gimme your little ''knockwurst'',
gimme-gimme!

You pig!

You sow!

It's my mother...

Mama, I only came here to get

some seeds.

Seeds for the Stationmaster.
The gentleman here

was helping...

You monster! Come out!

How could I give birth
to such a monster?

Look what she did to you.

I apologize on my knees
for that filthy galosh.

That barge!

Out! Come out!

I'll come out, but no kicking,
Mama. Swear!

You old toad!

You swore...
you'll go to hell for that.

Go home!

Shame!

She didn't do anything, really.

I asked for some seeds.

I'll fix her! Sweetie...

Accompany the gentleman.

To the train station. And make
sure you take the River Road.

Forgive us.

We're poor people. Long live Italy!

Yeah, long live.

Wait! My coat...

Is it far?

They'll meet us.

Who will?

Trudge, trudge.
The road will never budge.

Where's Schizo?

She's going clean.

She could be anywhere.

- Who's that?
- We're takin' him to the station.

The car's already a bit overloaded.

She's not comin'...doesn't feel good.

Ugh...it's rippin' my guts.

Can't breathe.

What's she got?

Where'll I sit?

What are you doin',
sittin' on the bottle with that ass...

Mommy struck again!

She screwed him...

She's something else!

Good-bye, Snow White.

No, no way.

''You turn me off'', he says
What? I turn you off?''

Then he says,
''I can't score with you''.

''You're wiped out,
it's vice versa'', I say.

He blows my mind, I swear

They're comin'!

- Pussy ahead!
- The San Vincenzo junkies!

She borrowed the car again.
She's far out!

Put on some sound

What are you doing, you jerk?

Look out! Stop!

Who was that idiot?

Hey, how's Big Red makin' out?

He's still makin' out.

Chiao, love... chiao, love.

Chiao, lover...

Don't be ridiculous.

You know what I got here?
You don't know what I got.

Relax...

There's nothing better to do

Come on, dance.

The plane!

What are you doing?
You're going backwards?

Stop!

Let go!

Asshole! Gimme back my gun.

Monsters! You're all monsters!

Diabolical!

What are you?

Who's that jerk?

Well?

You think you can scare me?

What film is this?

Stop running, my good man!

Italo, Franz, Cleo... come!

Be good!

Enter...

I'll cover your retreat
from those ''lesbos'',

How can female creatures
stoop so low?

They're blanks, unfortunately,

Only good for scaring them,

It's three nights they keep me awake

with their shouting,

their sit-ins,

their lesbo' rallies.

Although I'm busy with other
matters at night!

But just knowing that they're

camped down outside my house,
makes me furious.

Come... No, wait.

Let me see your face

old pines fall down like this.

Hollowed out.

It was a hundred years old.

It toppled without warning

- But we'll never fall - Naturally...

You'll turn into repulsive old hags.

before you'll see me topple!

Come in...

Thank you.

Drugged, teenage girls
tried to run me over.

Typical.

It's criminal, really.

Have no fear.
You're safe in my house.

Come.

And don't worry about my puppies.

You like weapons?
They're my passion.

Guns, women, horses. Women first!

And women last too...

There's few of us left ever
since the Invasion.

Have you heard? They've
threatened to demolish my house.

Drink...

Look what they did to you!

Want some clean clothes?

No, I'll be going. They were
supposed to take me to the station.

- I'm sorry, we haven't met.
- Zuberkock, Dr. Zuberkock.

Snaporaz, my pleasure.

Sit down.

By chance...

Weren't we schoolmates?

Wasn't it you...

I'd swear you were the one...

who could tie his dong
at rest position.

At rest?

It wasn't me.

Turn that light on.

Your father had a white
streak of hair?

He was bald.

Good answer.
I'm happy you're here.

This one?

Amazing...

- May I?
- With your ear.

Go on.

It cost me a fortune.

At a public auction,
I had to outbid

a Jamaican millionaire.

It's better than Etruscan vases
or Egyptian pots!

I've the finest ''objets d'art''
of the Orient and Europe

that honour the women and love!

You do love d'Annunzio?

Of course! Pardon,
is the station nearby?

I dreamt of him. He said:

''Xavier...''

''Remember the greenhouses!''

What greenhouses?

Quiet!

You shall see, my friend

the splendour of my greenhouses.

The most beautiful orchids
in the world

with petals like flesh.

It sounded like their patrol cycle.

They come and go. always checking!

Day and night!

Goddamn them!

What's this?

Ah, you remember!

I invented it while still in school.
But the Japanese stole my idea.

Typical.

Automatic vibrators, 3000 r.p.m.

With this the woman goes crazy

She screeches like an eagle.

It's paradise for her.

Be still!

Let's see if you have the courage!

Come on!

I'd love to see you fry on
the high-tension wires!

Or better still, impaled on
the spires of the main gate.

Unfortunately, I had them
designed like phalluses.

Grave mistake!

Yes...

My heart breaks when I think that
my house, over 50 years old

almost built with my own hands
and baptized ''My Temple''

must be demolished.

De-mo-li-tion!

De-mo-li-tion!

De-mo-li-tion!... Bitches!

Why demolition?

Laws decreed by our new rulers.

Those hoodlum ''lesbos''.

They want a sick world.

But they don't know me. I shoot!

I have guns, dogs, high-tension.
And faithful friends.

Yes, but I must...

I have a fortress here!

By Hercules, I must dress...
for the party. Wait here.

I can't stay...

I'll drive you back tomorrow,
wherever you like.

You have to see my orchids

3000 r.p.m.

How the hell does it stop?

Will you stop!

Idiot! You're gaining speed!

Quiet! Cool it.

''Mother''.

Let me dig him out.

Find him with my own hands.

Oh, good God, what have you here?

What is it?

Let me dig him out.
Find him with...

Turn around how?

Like this? Is this good?

But I'll fall!

Ah, like that...like that!

Oh, yes, yes...

No...too much.

That's enough.

I beg you.

Stop...stop.

No, no, no...more! more! more!

You had enough orgasm.
Now I want orgasm.

A 15 minute orgasm.

I want orgasm twice.

To ''orgasm'' or ''orgasimize''?

To come.

You had enough orgasm.
Now I want orgasm...

Who are you?

Let's try here.

I'll eat him!

Don't think so?

Your turn!

Oh, Mommy...

Mummy... Mother...

She was Ula Bula.
She sang when she loved

still more!

Look how many!

My dear friend, you're
really extraordinary.

How did you manage?

Want to hear them all together?
The dear ladies?

Elena! You, in here?

Aren't you?

My train was stuck in the country.

I wanted to phone.

- I'd have called anyway.
- I was out.

How come?

Isban Isbarashi!

Let us begin.

We cannot disappoint
our faithful friends.

Beautiful lady,
join the celebration

for my ten thousandth conquest.

Everyone's waiting.

Come...

You too, dear Snaporaz.

Best wishes, Dr. Zuberkock

You find her beautiful?

Wait, my friends,
before applauding.

My sweet fiancйe

would like to perform
something for you.

Concentration...

Impossible.

Don't upset him.

I'd do it for you,
but I don't know how.

- Do what?
- You'll see.

Music.

Where will these
gold pieces end up?

An Oriental art practiced
by many courtesans.

It's Zen-Sex.

Want to try?

Another one.

Silence.

Give me your necklace.

She does it with pearls too!

Are you happy? Happy now?

Ten thousand candies.
I will try.

All of them!

How about those?

Is he mad?

Swine!

No, it's not what you think!

Look here my friends.

It was champagne!

D'Annunzio writes:
''Oh, sinuous female forms

''coiled like the spirals
of a white serpent.

''Oh, maiden, how imperceptibly

''you turn the by-play of love
into a surging fire.

''Drink of me...

''I am the wine that inebriates''

Friends...

Amidst all this merrymaking,

I feel great sadness

'tis a bitter cake.

Because you pissed on it,
you slob!

It's not that...

Then why?

Because it's time to say
farewell to women.

All women.

To the woman of the poet.

The true woman.

To my woman.

At least tell me...

Only you can go to parties?

This lady also likes

to enjoy her liberty!

Thanks for showing me how!

Let's go away.

I get depressed at home.

I ran into my singing teacher.

Excuse me, sir, but I'm talking
to my psychoanalyst.

Go right ahead, I'm not...

What are you doing here?

You vagabond!

Loredana.

Look who's here!

Your button's coming loose.

Come, I'll fix it.

I'll be right here, Elena!

I keep everything in here.

So I see.

You're sweet, you remind me...

It's incredible.

You're the spitting image
of a showgirl who...

I'm her daughter.

- She was my mother
- There were two very pretty...

Yes, my aunt.

The Smash Duo.

The Smash Duo! What memories!

And you're a feminist?

Naturally.

How could I not be?

Why do you come here?

That's a secret.

You got yourself into a mess

I feel better. Want to talk?

No, thanks anyway.

Tell me... Why am I in a mess?

Adieu woman!

Oh, what war, what peace,
what land, what sea,

you were for me.

Water and fire, all is desire.

And when I pray

'tis you I implore.

Adieu...

Eyes so imperious.

Knees so mysterious.

To you, I say adieu!

Adieu...

Oh navel so compelling.

You were the dwelling

of my dying lips.

Yes, I'm drinking.

My fifth. Or sixth or tenth.

I don't know but
I've no intention of stopping.

What a bore you are.

And yet your friends
consider you witty.

One who sees the
brighter side of life.

But did you ever force yourself
to make me smile?

To make me a part of things,
as a true friend?

Never!

It wouldn’t hurt to try,

at least once,
before everything turns to shit!

But he's too busy
with crossword puzzles

and mystery stories,
with his waistline,

his homeopathic cures,
acupuncture...

Maybe a little puncture down there
would do you good, huh?

How considerate you are

Listen, Elena, don't you...

Oh, sorry...

Remember when you used to place
little notes under my pillow?

Did you love me then?

Did you?

Answer me!

Why do I even bother asking?

You never listen to me.

He never once listened to me!

He's mum.

Look at him.

He won't talk.

You shouldn’t talk
when you're like this!

Do you realize how empty
my life is?

Has it ever dawned on you?

Was I ever able to talk about me

without you making a face
or fidgeting?

What important exchange have
we had in all these years?

None.

Never!

Never anything!

Only when you're far away,

do you feel the need to call up,
and chat

I'm your refuge.

But I wasn't made for that!

I'm sorry, it's not enough!

You had your mother for that.
I'm not your mother!

Quiet...

Must you do this to me?

Calm down, please.

It's not as bad as you make it.

You're exaggerating.
We haven't come to such odds

We've been through
difficult moments before.

We'll grow old together.

I won't leave you

You won't?

But I will!

Asshole.

Grow old with you?

To be your nursemaid?

Tend to all your ills?

clean your bedpans,
and put up with your whims?

There's a fountain...
you'll fall in!

I'm better off alone.

Do you know what
you've turned me into? I'm a nonentity.

Do I still exist?

Go on, say it

that I don't exist.

Don't you think I worry
about our situation?

About shedding some light?

Let's not torture each other.

Shed some light?

He wants to ''shed light''.

Then let's shed, sir.

Shed away!

Silly, you don't know how to do it

There may still be a chance,
if you wanted.

Or are we too old to be young
again, you and I?

The police! Police!

Wake up, Krisha. The police!

- Your Residence Permit?
- A new gorilla?

Though my hearts brims
with desire, I say...

Adieu!

Good evening, one and all!

Dr. Zuberkock, my respects

Forgive me for interrupting
like this

but the owner of the house,
illegally built

and subject to demolition,

is aware, correct me otherwise,

that all parties

must terminate at 11.30 p.m.

You've only a few minutes left.

My beautiful inspector,

your presence does honour my house.

May I...?

At 8 am tomorrow
you will report to Lt. Myrna.

She wants to know why you fired upon

innocent schoolgirls this morning.

Little cub! Identification, please!

What the...?
You're a policewoman?

I shot in the air,

I have witnesses,

You're a little soft,

What's this I feel
that wriggles like an eel?

It's limp. It hangs at 6.30

Elena! My love!

Francesca!

Darling,

I'll dress myself!

Now I make a report:.

Why are you here?
And when will you go away?

Another motorcycle ride?

You're guilty
of mistreating minors.

but thanks to Elena,
we'll not arrest you

They were minors?

I'm guilty of having mistreated
poor little girls?

Yes, little girls!

What have I signed,
sweet enchantress?

The report concerning your dog's
aggressiveness and subsequent death.

Dr. Zuberkock, you know very well

you can't keep dogs like that

without special permission.

One attacked a guard,
and was killed.

Ladies...

Our humble respects.

I'm sorry, but the Stationmaster
is better than you.

They killed Italo!

The dog I loved most.

Whores! Murderers!

Three of you for every dog killed!

Italo...

What harm did he ever do,

this faithful friend?

What's happening tonight,
anyway?

I feel storms in my belly

Love is beautiful
when it's storming.

Right, Krisha?

Signorina, have you seen
my wife anywhere?

I've seen many wives since
I've worked for Dr. Zuberkock.

A woman

in a red dress, seated there.

The lady went to sleep.
She's upstairs.

Not so loud!

You see what
they did to your boy?

My sweet Mommy...

You're my true love...

My little girl...

My sweetheart.

Mamushka...

Good night. Sweet dreams,

my precious Mommy.

Close all the lights.

Close up everything.

No one lives here anymore.

I keep thinking

that our dear Xavier
should get married.

One needs a woman, my boy

A house should always have a woman

''A house without a woman'',

they say in my parts,

''is like the sea without a Siren''

Don't you agree with me?

This was...

the nice surprise

that Dr. Xavier
had prepared for you.

Raina and Vessilas.
Two darlings.

You can begin.

We're not ready!

Sit down, Signora.

Sit down, sit!

We're here to applaud you

Look, my boy. They have skin

that glows.

Come, they're dancing!

Fred Astaire.

The lights went out!

It's better in the dark!

And that other song that went...

We're prettier by candlelight

You dance so well...
Such class!

Remember?

My son,

the night has begun.

And with each new night,
the great journey begins.

Do you know where
I go every single night?

To him!

To my great,
my one and only love!

Remember that actress, always
wrapped in furs with sensuous lips?

Once we stole her poster
from the movie house

and took turns each night.
What royal jack-offs!

What a beautiful nightshirt.

The Master's father slept in it,
and his father before him.

And tonight you'll sleep in it too.

This was their room.

Someone must always sleep here,
or else they'll come.

But with an onion by your side,

you will sleep till morning-tide.

But I don't want to sleep!

''Peel the lady

''made of fruit''

''With 3 apples 'neath his bed
The ugly voices took and fled''

''Dream of bliss
And the Moon Maid's kiss''

Let's question him, girls!

Are you in love?

How old are you?

Own up, how old?

I hit fifty, but I'm still nifty.

Go, Snaporaz!

He's off to a good start!

Listen to the wind,

and all the secrets it tells.

Thank you, that'll do.

Dream, dream, pretty boy.

A great woman

weaves your destiny.

Dream of me, the prettiest
who satisfies every whim.

Good night, it's late.

Look at me...

Good night, Daddy Longlegs.
And remember:

''Shut your eyes right away''

''And heed not
what the voices say''.

Oh, we're stuck!

Choosing between you two

is no easy matter.

Wait! Don't go yet.

There's one little thing.
Come closer.

Good night.

Listen...

It's important.

What do you want?

I want to make love!

Make love!

But it's raining...

Quiet. We're guests.

Shame!

Look what your whores
have done to you

Well?

Well what?

You're dead!

I'm tired.
I've been travelling.

I thought we were separated.

It's freezing up here

How much longer...?

There! He stuck his head out

Who are you?
What are you doing here?

Hi there!

Hey, Snaporaz!

Rosina, Rosina,
she quenches my thirst.

The girl with the most,
and also the first.

It tickles!

I'll call your mother.
Stop it!

I'm working.

Want a good smack?
You'll get it all right!

Come here.

Look who's here!

will you look who's here.

Remember the lovely fishmonger?

Oh, how we sighed, how we cried

Take a look at this fish!

Eat my fish and you'll
make love till you're a hundred

The fish lady from San-Leo!

The eyes of a wildcat.

Had I been a fish!

She was like a dream.

In the dark, she was a shark!

Good-bye! Oh, the nurse...

from the heath resort.

Let me see the nurse.

With all those teeth!

Feeling better today?

My little bube

became a big strong fella

I wanted to marry her

Imagine having a wife
who carries you to bed

She was German.

What was your name?

The most breathtaking,
spectacular

show ever offered to the public:

The Circle Of Death.

You won't believe your eyes.

You won't believe it's possible.

And yet, look what we have here:

Lyonet!

The pride and joy of the U.S.A.

And Ginette Lamour!
A Parisian thoroughbred!

They'll knock you dead

Matchless beauty,
and unsurpassed

courage!

They risk their lives

in a terrifying Circle Of Death

Look Marcello, see what I see?

Remember? Way back in '23?

Wait for me!

Ooh la-lа, ooh la-lа,

Ooh la-lа, the cinema!

The cinema!

Are you that sure of yourself?

Do you really think you
can read a woman's heart?

It's too late, Ivan

The Ambassador has ordered
my re-entry. For me,

it's already winter!

The widow on the grave!

To whose ass I was a slave!

You're monotonous,
dear Marcello.

A woman, my good fellow,
doesn't begin from behind

Behind, behind

Marcello,

remember that bordello?

The ''assophile's delight''.
You became one overnight.

An ''Assophile'', overnight!

Let's go, dear boys!

Dear joys...

Hop to...

...let's screw

...hop to.

Let's go, dear boys.

Hop to, let's screw, hop to!

...let's go, dear joys.

Hop to, let's screw

Hey! Good-bye...farewell!

Get my coat, Adeline.

It was cold up there.

You're crazy.

At our age one
should stay at home!

The lights?

We finished ahead of time

Where're you going?

How'll I get down?

Don't break our gonads!

I'll close the cage!

You're so ridiculous!
Ridiculous!

Listen...

Do you forgive me?

Poor thing...

PROGRESSENCE

Hello, I...

Hey, open up! Open!

Why pick on...?

Where am I?

This was the nicest part.
Open up!

Let's take a look-see.

He fainted. I knew it...

Could he be faking it?

Oh dear, he weighs a ton.
He over-eats.

He's too heavy,
I'll crack my arm.

He looks familiar.

Hold him.

For a minute I thought...

This one's much older!

Signora, I'll leave him here.

Well?

Limp!

I told him:

stay home, watch TV.

Ricitelli, Achille, alias Ricky!

Tower 22! Ring number 7.

Go to it, boys. Guts!

You're getting fat.

I'll have to fine you.

Honey, I called your wife and
sister. I'll get your silk robe, right?

- You've been called. They're waiting.
- Why me? I'm no Latin lover.

You tell her. Give me a minute,
let me explain.

No, I'm not going. Leave me!

I have to write to my wife!

To my mother! Let go!

Comrades! Help!

Why are you here?

Me?

You maintain...

that you lost your way?

Why didn't you go back?

Great! I even broke my glasses.

What's the biological difference
between male and female?

Have you ever known
the real woman?

Why do you go prying.

in a world that escapes you?

Why did you choose to be male?

Have you explored
your feminine component?

Spadone, Roberto!

Officially registered: male.

Specific characteristics:male.
Hair: male.

At your service, Signor Roberto.

I'll consign it immediately,
don't worry.

Keep it hanging, boys!

Good luck.

Come back, Signor Roberto!

Where do they go?
What's over there?

You tell him.
Why do they go there?

To know the ideal woman.

The woman of your dreams.

That undiscovered lady.

Describe your orgasm!

What is this?

I don't remember.
Stop this nonsense!

Sorry, I really don't remember.

How can I answer you?

I'm confused.

Can't we end it here?

Let's... let's call it quits.

Thanks for everything,
and ''arrivederci'', huh?

Besides, it's cold here.
I mean it was fun, but...

Hold your arm right out. Go on.

Can't make it?

You're rickety. You've probably

never pointed out
anything to anyone.

Mention a woman's name!

Immediately! Don't think twice.

I don't know...Pippo!

Pippo?

I said Pippo because...
just like that.

Don't ask me why.

It's strange, I admit...

Ring number 4!

Mataluso, Sabino!

What? I don't understand.

The charges!

Refuses to answer:
Why are you here?''

Refuses to answer:
''Why did you choose to be a male?''

Refuses to reveal

all he knows.

He has no ready answers.

He never gives, nor lends,
nor trusts.

He can't offer a woman
true sexual fulfilment.

He can neither
define nor distinguish

his feminine component.
He repeats himself.

He wears socks in bed.

He's guilty of being aloof,
self-indulgent.

He pities himself.

He can't find a way out.

He's afraid of decisions.
He's always mum.

He's guilty of feeling guilty.

Takes himself too seriously.

He never visits his mother.
He's guilty

of ''maniacal assophilism''.

He cannot commit himself
to one woman.

He loses his hair.
He deceives himself

by imagining an ideal woman.

He believes that woman
are mentally inferior.

He considers them superior beings

He prefers the
dark side of the moon.

He can't justify

his aggressiveness,
his vulgarity,

his arrogance towards women

He feels lonely...

Don't kiss me. Keep away.

This style's becoming...

You're annoying!

You were so cute...

He can't cook.

And he pees standing up.

You're free. Go home.

Well, aren't you happy?

He's surprised.
You didn't expect it, huh?

Where'll you go?

Now that I'm free,
I'd like to continue and see

what's beyond there.

He wants to see. What a nut!

That's probably
what you want me to do.

Should I call up?

You were absolutely fantastic!
He's done for, isn't he?

Yes, he's here.

I'll tell him,

I knew it! And now what?

I thank you for considering
me worthy of this encounter!

Although it's a waste of time
for me and you.

Well? What do you want from me?

You don't like this head?
Off it goes!

My eyes offend you?
I won't look.

Shake her. Break her.

Find her. Lose her.

Open her. Close her. Love her.

Kill her. Remember her.
Forget her.

Go to her! Go to her!

Yes, I'm going.

She's got to show up now!

We'll finally see this
ideal which I say

doesn't exist.

She's always just beyond,

always out of reach.

She's ominous.

A precision instrument

for pecker weights.

What am I supposed to do up there?

Make love? With her?

It's profanity!

It'd be a calamity for me

if I found that she feels pleasure
like the others do.

He's really going up?

Poor guy!

Where am I going?
I'll never make it.

There's no air.

It's a lifetime
I've been up here

I could swear I hear a voice.

A familiar voice.

Hang in there,
Ole Snaporaz. Go on.

There's no turning back

If you existed, would you be
my reward or punishment?

please, let me go.

Have mercy.

Get me out of this mess.
What good am I to you?

I don't need you, and vice versa.

Could it be we've already met

but that I don't recognize you?

My first love?

No, you must be somebody new.

Someone born out of me,
as I was born out of...

please...

I beg you, if you exist,
if you are, show yourself.

Now I need you.
You must come forth.

I will close my eyes.

and count up to 7

After all, this can't go on.

All right.

When I open them,
you'll appear...

near me.

I'll start counting.

Finally!

I was falling asleep.

Good boy, you won!

Me too.

because I was betting on you.

See that?
They're all going away.

So that you may
enjoy your triumph.

There's the Grand Prize!

It was Dr. Xavier

who sent it to you.
He's so fond of you!

Come! Come, my son!

Don't delay.

Delay no longer. Hurry!

Come, come.

Up there?

Yes, up there, little boy.

The Great Woman, long dreamt

weaves a destiny of joy.

Who are you?

Who are you?

What's eating you?

You've been mumbling
and moaning for two hours.

What's wrong?

Your glasses.

Subtitles by: GENE LUOTTO
Editing: leonid55