片名：不知不觉诱惑你
玉女臀部的美感教人永远难忘 对香消玉殒后也一样萦回脑海
多漂亮的宝贝！ 能拥有它的人是幸福的。
What a nice babe! 真是不堪入目
你还期望什么
她有个像莎拉的母亲
还有个像安德鲁的父亲呢
但这是真的吗？ 他是孩子的父亲？
好吧，有些人说是的。 有些人说不。
去死吧，你这个小鬼！
好吧，她还没到吗？
不，还没有。
别看钟了,你找不到她的
今天和你在一起？ 怎么啦
你不开心吗？
这还用问吗？
我在他这个年纪时也一样痴迷
不我们年轻时 你跟我一起胡胡混混
不会跟一个不明来历的女子混嘛
你干嘛说不明来历
她是莎拉的女儿呢
其实试想一想这个女子
她在大酒店的衣帽室工作哼
在衣帽室工作有什么见不得人。
正因她回来时竟然未婚先孕
她是跟安德鲁先生一起回来
天生一对！真是淫娃巧遇脂粉客
脂粉客？你真会开玩笑
他是厨师
他是诺曼第独一无二的最佳厨师
我是说亲眼见到才可以相信
我就见过安德鲁先生住在小岛时
他跟一个管家的女人在一起
但实际上是他的情人， 大家都知道
而这一个少女 他视同己出
不过她是跟她妈妈姓的
我巴不得也过这种生活
他可以这样做真是上天所赐
-看你这副德性 -我先告诉你啊
未得我允许谁都不能嫁我儿子
急什么？反正他们俩还年轻嘛
万一他们已先尝禁果了呢
那可糟了,我信我儿子不会像他爸爸的
他不是柳下惠嘛
可以打赌他并不像你那么荒淫
他也是我儿子难道不是吗？
看看我听到了什么。
“小猫咪，我知道 我和你在一起会很早熟”
“我将是厚脸皮的，淘气的， 不知羞耻”
“给你的小猫咪 有点欺骗，你知道吗？”
“我很好奇，很冲动， 和捉摸不定的”
“我是自由的 和美丽的孩子”
“我勇敢无畏”
“我是个喧闹的恶霸”
“孩子”
“流氓”
“如果我骑我的自行车， 你知道,将有多少的眼睛看着我”
“我将会被人看见，爱抚， 听着”
“这是我喜欢的方式， 现出我的小屁股”
“我将被亲吻，被拥抱， 闻了又闻”
“我是聚会和冒险”
“我是大自然的力量”
“我是生命的快乐”
“孩子”
“流氓”
“我知道我会很亲热，挑逗和恶作剧”
“就像你想要的”
“有时会很调皮”
“像一朵带刺的玫瑰”
“玫瑰”
但是，但是... 你怎么敢！
我认识的娘娘腔 我和你在一起会很早熟
我将是厚脸皮的， 不知羞耻的人
对你来说就是高潮， I’我会很高兴和你在一起
我将是生活的快乐 和幸福
-生活！ -#我是一个自由而美丽的孩子#
＃我和＃039；我大胆＃
我是个吵闹的恶霸
#孩子#
#流氓#
#孩子#
#流氓#
-你真幸运，你真幸运！ -你说幸运是什么意思？
因为我喜欢你，不是吗？
啊，是的。因此你感到乐趣？
如果你跟我来，我会给你看的。
嘿，你今天要烤面包呀。
你做吧你拿薪水我可没有。
哦，来吧！拥抱我！
我的手沾满了面粉。
我来！！
你在做什么？
我在给你打扫卫生，不是吗？
噢，是的，罗拉，对我的确很幸运！
不行啦你令我太冲动了。
那么?
那么我们首先要结婚才可以干。
事情是这样的吗？ 你跟妓女干也不跟我干。
告诉你，我不喜欢妓女。
别再在我面前任性了。
没有，要不然我没法尊重你了。
居然叫我不要任性， 你肯定是个笨蛋。
你疯了！
听着，马西托，
人家说处女贞操就好比面包碎屑
先来之鸟就可夺去
-你言下之意是…？ -你是一只大笨鸟！
你大多数时问都裸露着？
天气热嘛！ 难道你要我穿得像个修女？
告诉我，你一直想着谁？
是的，你知道我只想到你； 我只看到你。
哦，上帝，罗拉， 你弄得我欲仙欲死了。
我在这里。 你还在等什么？
我等待高潮哟。
噢对了，马先生面包快烤焦了。
哦，来吧!
午饭后我大概三点来接你好吗？
不必了你去尊重别人吧
-不要脸的东西！ -你在跟我讲话吗？
应该弄干净点。
哦，我刚躺在面粉袋上嘛。
你躺着的可不是面粉袋。
我帮你擦一擦吧。
嘿!干嘛打我
怎么样，
真是厚颜无耻!
上天要保佑她呀！
我还是喜欢没有头的，
使身体更有表现力， 更重要的是，
更重要的是，它不会说谎。
对生存的本质贵精不贵多
因此，
其他的只会分散注意力。
哦，你甚至可以说 它是一个谎言，一个恶作剧，
更糟的是…是一种诅咒
工作、成就、进步
简直一派胡言。
只有在那儿…我才
部分应该归功于黑白两色。
莎拉就正与黑白两色结下不解之缘，
教我永志不忘的是我与她初次邂逅，
是在勒霍夫镇里，
我已经是诺曼第的名厨
她在一流酒店管理衣帽室
她穿着黑色制服，
戴着白领带，
穿黑色丝袜，
纯白的肌肤，
突然平地起波澜
她本来跟另一个男子有染，
她为了我而放弃了他。
她为了我牺牲了他。
而你为了投桃报李
也牺牲了浪迹江湖
到处闯的机会
我当年放弃的机会，
在今天来说是很荒诞的事了。
如今大可笑傲江湖。
只求盘中有美食。
只求枕畔有佳人
这才是生活享受嘛,
况且我还有你的友情，
罗娜臀部丰满，
罗娜微笑迷人。
要我幻想她不是你的女儿吗？
由不得你幻想的
不好看嘛妈妈！
-已经受过降福了。 -赞美上帝
永远赞美上帝诚心所愿
从现在到永远。
我有东西给你。
主教约翰二十三世， 他会经常保护你的。
他是个好教皇。
看看水是否开了，再尝咸淡。
咸了一点。
安德鲁是不怕咸的。
这盘还要咸呢。
好开工吧，你先洗手。
用一个盘盛两只碟、两只杯。
--一瓶美酒，四条肉卷。 --知道了
--把它拿给主人， 他跟Pep一起在工作室。
莎拉你怎么啦？
哦，我的女儿长大了。
我们感谢上帝，是谁创造了她。
感谢主啊。
给你的是蒜味咸腊肠。
是最好吃的那个部位，
啊，是后腿，谢谢你孩子。
愿主赐福给你，谢谢。
听说你和马克西姆， 有一个共同的情人？
是出名的舞蹈家，真的吗？
她是很出名，但还未成家。
她一度有十二个男人为她效劳.
她喜欢车轮战.
马克西姆不是性无能的吗?
他弄得她欲火焚身才由我接替.
我刚说过啦。她喜欢车轮战.
噢罗娜早安,
你好，小可爱.
真高兴见到你！
早安Pep。
妈妈准备了美酒佳肴给你
哇是烤面包的香气
不如说像是面包小工的味道
顺便问一下汤玛士近况怎样？
管他呢！你又不是嫁给他.
如果他做爱能像做面包那么起劲,
那你就真的是个幸运女郎了.
谢谢
我可以把盆子留下吗？
会不会挡着放映机?
放在那里，放在那里.
谢谢你!
阻挡我们的并不是那个盆子...
超出限度了!
不是那个。这是禁止的。 你知道的
把我弄得你像个无良的丈夫似的!
然后呢？
这是从哪里来的？
在我其中的一艘旧船， 阿特兰蒂斯号。
-还在行驶吗？ -我想是的，拿着吧。
帮帮我。
好啦好啦别这样。
你干什么？把我放下来!
好啦你可以走了。
当作是礼物吧.
Go on. 我们继续工作吧.
果然巧夺天工.
可以以假乱真呢.
她真是个可人儿...
甜得像一件布甸。
还有天赋异禀欲火难以抑止...
一个罕见的天生荡妇， 一切都准备好了。
-谁？你是说罗拉？ -不，是是那个。
是谁？
个名叫卡娜的乡村新娘,
是个不知廉耻的荡娃,
她活得惶恐不安，
结果变得放荡终日，
-你在哪里遇见她的？ -她当日在米雪的时装店试衣服。
我拍了一张她没有摆姿势的照片。
今天她回来了
今天下午我还会替她拍照
要她一丝不挂。
最多准她戴一顶帽
我向她保证过照片只在法国刊登
反正意大利的编辑也不敢冒险。
你也想来吗？
我当然会来。
我为她感到难过
她准会感到失望
我们醉翁之意不在酒
你肯来就算帮了我一个忙
奇怪得很
我跟模特儿一起时，米雪会吃醋
一些模特。
你该了解女人啦
老是把你想像成另一个人。
所以问中我要摆明我行我素。
我肯定我的余生会继续任性不羁
你说得真精彩。
能否接受你随他们的便,
朋友我跟你一起走吧。
来吧，来吧，我陪你。
今天真是风和日丽。
我要结婚了。
不，我不结婚。
万一有人走过呢？
让他欣赏一下吧。
诺曼第是个金粉繁华欢乐之地。 千金易得欢乐难求。
娇艳得像露滴牡丹开。 比比先生准备要她。
我准备好了。
这个姿势真好。
对了美极了，转过身去。
让我先来。
其他的人后上。
还有多少人呀？
谢谢。还有十一个。
随便你们吧。
我可以把面包店变得超乎你想象。
变成一问又大又新的谋利工厂。
静一点，静一点。
There! There!
静一点，静一点。
他们是意大利的美男儿!
倒见不到美男儿，
也许是几个妞儿。
真的是意大利的美男儿!
他是谁？
Gildo，偷窥狂，大家都认识他。
什么是偷窥狂？ 有人发现他向你偷窥！
像那些意大利美男儿一样，
谁是意大利美男儿？
小鸡鸡！ 那岂不是见了猫儿就要逃跑。
他不会伤害人的。
他从不打扰任何人， 只是喜欢偷窥而已。
来吧，让我们走吧。 你看，罗拉，
我刚刚说过， 我要建一间现代化的工厂，
开始大规模生产切片面包，
文治、鲜蛋面， 大部分出口德国，
也许要开个农场，饲养会生蛋的母鸡。 大量为我们的面包厂生产鸡蛋。
机械化的饲料运输。 还要造自动散热器，自动加煤器。
有这么多的事情，罗拉， 我想和你一起做！
我只想着一件事，我想和你一起做！
我们离开这里，偷窥狂在那边呢。
他不打扰任何人。
偷窥对他来说已经足够了。
我要你嘛托马索！
你明白我的意思吗？
是的，我能感觉到你。 我能感觉到你。
马上占有我吧，托马索。 现在！现在！
干吧！快点！快点！ 你还在等什么？
你知道我在等什么。
我想等洞房之夜才干这种事。
你真是太冷酷无情了会弄哭她。
穿回裤子吧。
不，我不会，把他们放回去。
我要你同样尊重我。
-你想要什么？ -我要你带我去
强奸我 插我！
你在说什么？ 你疯了吗？
还有几天我们就举行婚礼了, 而你破坏了气氛。
放心吧不会破坏哦。
万一我不再喜欢你， 而一切都不对劲！
婚前尝禁果又何妨呢
我要预先肯定你是爱我的。
要肯定我对你的爱意。
在此之前！我想要它 作为爱的证明。
爱的证明？我尊重你已经是证明啦！
那你还想要什么？ 你真蠢老是说些傻话。
罗娜，我向你道歉吧。 道歉？
嘿，你疯了吗？
醒醒，马西托！你以为你在哪，
你以为我们是在茶楼酒馆吗？
我知道你脑袋里在想什么。
你嫉妒了，你也嫉妒了 怕我戴上你的帽子！
That's why you don't want to make love with me!
You want to keep me a virgin
as an insurance policy against being cuckolded!
Poor idiot. If I want, I can make you a cuckold
before or after the marriage!
Go, go, run away, marry your factory!
Stop, Lola. Where are you going?
To find someone who's not as dumb as you are.
Will anyone take me?
Is there anyone who will disrespect me?
Lola, come back.
Hey you, voyeur!
What happened?
I scared him too.
You see, you should always stay with me.
Idiot!
You're right; I'm an idiot.
Oh God, the dressmaker! I have an appointment at 5:00! Run!
We'll get there in time. Don't worry.
Sonia! Come!
It's beautiful! Come!
Get going, come on! If I get there late, you better watch out!
I have to try on the wedding dress.
What's the use of a dress now, now that you're not going to marry me?
I want it all the same.
Maybe so I can marry someone else.
What's wrong with it this time?
Do something. If you don't, you'll bleed to death on me
before we get to the dressmaker's.
You do something, damn it! Get my handkerchief out of my pocket.
I can't find it. There's no handkerchief here.
There's nothing at all.
Damn it, Lola, stop the bleeding.
Use your blouse, your skirt, something!
Wait.
Give it here.
A woman's juices
are the best disinfectant.
You're really crazy.
What goes on inside that little head? What?
Only because today is Easter.
But it's the last time that I'll do it.
Is it my fault if I find it disgusting?
What's disgusting is disgusting!
Prejudices! Complexes! Repressions!
I know how good your finger is.
What have you been eating? Goddamned bird!
Leave it. I'll do it.
What are you sucking, stupid?!
You'd love me to have it like this, eh?
Come on, let's go, idiot.
Just in time!
Wait! I'm coming with you!
Are you crazy? A wedding dress
seen by the groom equals marriage come to doom!
Let me warn you about that dressmaker.
The French are all a bit whorish,
and so are dressmakers.
She's both, so figure it out!
But why should I prefer a cretin like you?
I'll wait for you at the bar.
Oh hell! What a storm!
Capricious, like women.
Oui, j'arrive. I'm coming right away.
Ah, c'est toi. Vite, mon chou. Come in.
Sorry I'm late, Signora Michelle.
It's just that I have other appointments. We'll do it quickly.
Quel orage!
Voil?/i>.
Beautiful. A true masterpiece!
It's coming along marvelously.
Get undressed. Let's try it on right away.
Ah, yes.
- Really, I can't. - Pourquoi pas?
I'm not wearing panties.
Ah, 鏰 alors! Did you lose them on the street, par hasard?
Uh, sort of. Let's say it was an emergency.
Oui, oui. I understand. At your age, it can happen...
c'est pas grave. I have exactly what you need.
D閟habille-toi. We'll fix it right away.
Vite, vite.
Vite? Vite? Pourquoi vite? What's the hurry?
I'll tell you later. Pep?s waiting for you.
Go.
Go, go.
Voil? They come from Paris. They should suit you well.
Et bien, ma petite... chapeau! Quel physique!
Thank you, Signora Michelle.
I'll return them to you tomorrow.
Mais non, what are you saying? My gift to you.
They'll be my wedding present.
However, the best dress for you would be to stay nude.
Yes? And how can we go to church? Only in a veil?
What a pity! You're perfect!
I know men, ch閞ie,
men who would pay a fortune
for someone like you.
Might you still be a virgin?
Unfortunately!
- How much would they pay? - A lot, a lot of money!
Every girl is sitting on a fortune, and doesn't know it.
Just think, there's a man
who is ready to pay a great sum,
only to be near you,
without doing anything.
Then it's a mania! They all don't want to do anything!
No, Signora Michelle, thank you,
but love is fun.
If it becomes work, it's not fun anymore.
Excuse me for a moment.
Signora Carla?
- Good evening, Signora Michelle. - Par l?/i>.
Donnette!
Oh, mon chou,
you're such an angel.
But your husband, Signora Michelle,
what kind of photos does he take?
Photos d'art, bien sur.
But the models in Italy have no class.
In Paris it was something else, plus chic!
And how is it that you came here?
Oh, mon Dieu, my back!
Oh, la guerre, la politique, the movies.
I was a costume designer. He was a camera operator.
But that's an old story.
Voil?/i>.
Perfect.
Attends, we still need the veil. Ne bouge pas,
if you don't want the pins to prick you. J'arrive...
Her ass sings a song popular in Jamaica
where the virgin wears out the club
of a marvelous sailor. Apollinaire.
I agreed only because they're artistic photos, Signor Andr?
But of course, my dear, artistic and poetic.
Don't squeeze your legs together.
There, like that. Now lift your slip.
Good. Let's bend a little forward.
Stick it out, stick it out, stick it out majestically.
Voil?/i>. Take care that the light on her ass is right.
Signor Pep?knows me, but you, Signor Andr?
I don't want you to think badly of me.
What are you saying, Signora Carla?
Pep? I'd put a veil there.
Oh, pardon. I'm looking for a veil.
Oh, mon Dieu, non! That's the wedding veil!
Oh God, Carla, you are worthy of D'Annunzio.
A shape so purely round itself
Where the arch of the back begins
and fulfills the longing hand.
Am I pretty?
Un bijou!
I got it. What do you think of it?
Oh. I wouldn't know.
Qu'est-ce qu'il y a, ma petite? Something not right?
No, nothing.
Maybe it's the dark sky, the rain.
It always happens the first time you put on a wedding dress.
But it passes. It's only a little cockroach.
A little what?
Mais oui. How do you say, cafard... ?
Ah! Melancholy.
Andr?also says that, when Mama's sad.
Oui, melancholy... tristesse.
But I'm not sad, Signora Michelle.
I'm mad as hell!
Bravo, Lola.
Toujours we need to be mad as hell, even when we get married.
You took a lot of time!
It took the time it took.
Is it nice, at least?
Are you having something?
- A marsala. - At this hour?
If I feel like having a marsala, so what?
A marsala.
Did you see the nice wedding present that Signora Michelle gave me?
- Cover yourself! - Why?
- They're looking at you. - So?
Will you stop staring at her?
Otherwise her boyfriend will get mad.
Relax. We're not at home.
This is northern Italy, the guys don't get offended.
You want me to get into a fight? Behave yourself!
Oh Tommaso, you're so boring!
Oh God, oh God, oh God, now we got problems.
Stop it, Lola. Let's get out of here.
Not me. I'm not going anywhere.
Why not?
No. Because it's raining
and I need to go pee.
Can I give you a hand?
Guys, it's a done deal; she's mine.
That's enough already!
What are you doing? Are you nuts?
You're coming with me!
Hey! What manners!
Let me go. You're hurting me. Who do you think you are?
From now on you dance only with me.
And then they say we're the jealous ones!
You want me to break that Bedouin mug of yours?
Try it then.
Oh no! Not the pinball machine!
I wouldn't marry him even if I were dead!
I'm free, free, free to do whatever the fuck I want!
Lucky you! Wish I were.
Miss. Get in. I'll give you a lift.
I'm going where you're going.
Wherever you want.
Get in, come on. What are you afraid of?
I'm a gentleman, you know? What? Can't you see it?
Miss, get in, come on.
Lola!
Come on, get in, move.
Lola!
Come on, come on!
Lola! Where are you going?
You broke your toy?
What toy?
The one who was running after you and calling you.
You're Lola, aren't you?
Me? No, not me.
My name is Zaira.
Allow me to introduce myself. Doctor Lenzi Remo.
I'm Remo the furrier.
I've got a workshop that will soon be a factory.
Look. Look in the back.
Touch. Touch. Feel how soft they are.
You have a beautiful body, Zaira.
You could be a model... maybe for my furs.
Would you like a little music?
Relax, my love, and tell me where you need to go.
You want me to close the window?
Leave it open. I need the air and the rain.
Afraid?
I'm not afraid of anything.
Damn, she's a thing!
Look at that!
What an idea, Zaira... you and my furs.
Am I pretty?
The prettiest.
You are la joie de vivre!
Formidable!
A dream in black and white.
What are you doing? Where are we?
Calm down. You're okay, you're with me.
Leave me alone! I want to get out of here!
Hey, babe, first you go around without panties,
and now you don't want to do it? What do I look like, an idiot?
No, but you are one all the same.
Ah, you even make fun of me, but now it's my turn.
Come here! Come here!
Take your hands off me, you pig!
You're crazy!
First you lead me on,
and then you act like Saint Maria Goretti!
Ah, Zaira, you know what you are? You know what you are?
A slut.
What are you doing, you bitch?
Where do you think you're going?
Fucking whore.
Where the fuck are you going?
Try it again, asshole!
This isn't right.
I'm coming, I'm coming.
- It's Masetto. - Send him in.
Come in.
What a good book!
Finally, a book that says loud and clear
that they were wrong to close the brothels,
and that from now on, society women
will be putting out for everyone, even for free.
That ugly slut of a lady senator!
She's the one who can really be called a whore.
I don't give a fuck about her. I'm here for you.
What have they done to you?
You look like you've been abandoned at sea!
You had a squabble, huh?
You can tell me.
I came to fuck, not to talk.
Of course, my precious. But first dry yourself.
Relax, sweetie, your Wilma is here with you.
Come on, now dry your hair.
Your money isn't soaked too, I hope.
Give it here. I'll do it...
What did you do to your finger?
Your bandage is coming all apart.
Come here. I'll fix you up.
But it's a piece of panties!
Ah, love, love.
She must really love you to sacrifice her panties for you!
So, come on, tell me, why did you have a fight?
Your usual jealousy, I bet.
How the fuck do I have to tell you that I came here only to fuck?
It's not true. You also came to treat someone badly.
And that's the trouble with a private enterprise...
everyone's in such a hurry; there's no time for intimacies.
In the old days, in the brothels, you joked around with the clients,
you had conversations...
It's a matter of principle. I'm like that.
A question of principle for a fuck?
But of course that's why you fight afterwards.
There. Put it on.
You know you excite me.
Come. Let's go to bed.
So, how do you want me to take it?
Yes, dear. I'm all yours.
Now don't think any more of that girl who blew up at you.
Come down more. Lay on top of me. Kiss me if you want.
Yes, you drive women crazy.
This is how you ought to fuck that slut who made you angry.
- Be quiet. Shut up. - Yes, you're right, precious.
I'll shut up. Think only happy thoughts.
I'm only your slut.
Oh, Lola! Yes. Slut!
Lola!
Oh slut! Lola! Yes!
But why, Wilma, why does Lola spite me?
Oh, sweet boy,
don't you know that love is all a spite?
What happened to you?
Nothing. I got caught in the rain.
- How come you're up so early? - I'm getting ready to go hunting.
Pep?s coming by later.
- And Mama? - Upstairs, sleeping.
Here.
Dry yourself, if you don't want to catch your death of cold.
Go on.
First I need to take off this soaking dress.
Hold it up in front of me while I undress.
What's wrong? Don't you always say that I'm your daughter?
I'm done. Now you can dry me.
What are you waiting for? No one else is here.
So what happened?
You had a fight with Tommaso?
With him it's finished!
What happened?
Everything! He's the opposite of you.
With him it's no games, no dreams, no horsing around.
Always no, no, no. No to everything.
And then rows, fights, suspicions.
He's jealous of everyone,
even of you.
That seems right.
You can't lock up la joie de vivre.
How is that right?
But you, do you love him?
I don't know.
There are two Lolas.
One wants Masetto,
the other...
Finish it yourself.
Go on. Take it. Drink. It will do you good.
It's choking me.
Go get me a dry dress from my room.
Not even "please"? Why don't you go?
Because if I go,
then I won't come back here to you.
What are you looking at?
The moon.
So am I.
Qu'est-ce qu'elle est belle!
Like a photograph?
Or better.
Like a woman.
Get dressed, come on.
You put it on me.
Oh pourquois? Stop!
How did you find it?
I followed my nose.
I bet that when I'm not here, you go to my room.
But you come to spy even when I'm here.
And yet you'll still marry Tommaso.
No, I won't marry him.
And afterwards you'll enjoy making him jealous.
Want to bet that I'm not marrying him?
What will you bet?
Me.
Don't joke, baby girl.
I'm not joking at all.
If I marry Tommaso, I'll be yours.
Don't talk foolishly.
I could be your father.
Are you,
or aren't you?
Andr? Lola!
- Whore! - Stop, Zaira!
- Whore! - Stop, stop! Nothing happened!
- Whore! - Look who's talking.
I saw them, you know, your brothel photos.
My compliments!
The others I can accept! But my daughter, no!
Scoundrel! What did you do? Is she your lover?
What did you do? Tell me! Tell me! I want to know everything!
What's there to know, you jealous idiot?
She was soaked to the skin and I helped to dry her!
That's all. Nothing else! Nothing else!
Now I want to know everything from you.
- Everything what? - And this time...
I want the truth!
Whose daughter is Lola?
Ah, you want to know, eh? Suspicion is gnawing at you?
From me you'll never know, never!
This is why I never told you, because I wanted you to remain in doubt,
a doubt that would protect Lola and save our love.
And instead no, no, it didn't do any good.
Because you're like a pig...
the idea of Lola being your daughter, didn't hold you back,
it excited you!
Lola is the daughter of Jean!
Go on, hit me again.
You remember Jean, your machinist friend on the Normandie?
He's the one who introduced us. I was his lover, and you knew it!
I had Lola by him, but after I had already met you!
It was his going-away present! Happy now, pig?! Happy?!
And now that you know that Lola isn't your daughter, go, go, run back to her!
No, Zaira, no.
You know you are the only woman I have ever loved.
- Pig. Pig. Pig. - No, my love, no.
Do you feel me, love?
Oh yes. Feel how much I love you? You feel it?
No. Liar. I feel how much you love her. You want her, not me.
No, it's not true. Don't talk like that, Zaira.
You know it's not true.
No woman excites me the way you do.
No one else in the world, no one, no one.
You are the only one I can truly love.
Yes, my love, yes. Come here.
Yes, bite me,
bite me, my love, bite me!
Oh yes, yes, Zaira!
What an ass, Zaira!
Yes, my love, yes!
Stop it! You're getting on my nerves!
What's wrong? You don't like the song?
No, I don't like you.
Well, what's to look at?
Not done yet?
If I closed the oven it means no, doesn't it?
Strange. According to the clock they should be done.
Oh yeah?
You want to teach me my job, maybe?
And you get steamed up at me just because you can't make it with Lola?
Listen, faggot, you're not even allowed to think the name Lola, is that clear?
Clear! Clear! Of course.
Clear, my ass!
Fucking asshole! Now you're going to get it!
The bread! The bread's burning!
Cunt! Look what you've done!
Masetto.
- One kilo of bread rolls. - I'm sorry, Signora Rosa,
but the hand-rolled bread will take another half hour.
- Oh nice. Why? - Oh, the whimsy of the oven.
And of the bakers...
when they have their heads who knows where!
Where do you want them to have their thoughts? On marriage, no?
Unfortunately. It's all her fault if Masetto is no longer himself.
Watch it. You don't have to marry Lola; your son does.
Let's hope that whimpering girl doesn't take after that weasel Signor Andr?
- But he's almost your in-law! - That devil my in-law?
If Lola is Signor Andr?s daughter, I'd never give her my Masetto.
Good morning, everybody!
Good morning to you, Lola. The usual?
No bread this morning; only Masetto!
You're asking for trouble if you set foot in there.
There's a supplementary batch for him to do.
Don't distract him too much.
They burned the bread, perchance?
But look at her!
Hi!
- What have you managed to do? - How dare you come here!
How do I dare? Me? It's you!
First you make a jealous scene at the bar and embarrass me
in front of everyone, and then you chase me down the street
forcing me to get in the first car that passes by!
I'm the one who made you get in that car?
Yes, you, you and your goddamned jealousy!
And you know what happened in that car? You want me to tell you?
- What? - So much the worse for you!
Worse, my ass! Talk! Talk!
I was assaulted.
You're asking for it if you come to break my balls! And mind the oven!
Enjoy!
What's this story? If it's true I'll strangle you. Talk!
Now. Come on. Talk!
I was assaulted! Assaulted!
That guy in the car took a back street,
then he stopped and jumped on top of me.
He noticed I didn't have any panties.
I fought back, but he hit me,
immobilized me, tied me up. 使我动弹不得， 把我绑起来。
I cried out and called you. 我哭着打电话给你。
Oh, how many times I called you, Masetto.
But he laughed... no one could hear me.
I told him, "Let me go, I beg you, I'm a virgin.
I swear I'm a virgin."
And then... he forced my legs apart,
and he couldn't stop himself.
And then what? Talk, for God's sake, talk!
He took it out and he thrust it inside me!
You understand, shithead?
I've been deflowered, deflowered, deflowered.
And it's your fault!
It's not true! Enough! Stop it! You made it all up! Nothing happened!
It did happen! It did!
If you don't believe me, take a look!
Take a look at what, wench?
Wench!
Wench! Wench!
Yes, do it!
Wench! Wench!
Do it, Masetto, do it!
Liar. Liar. Liar.
Mine. You're my liar.
My liar, you're my liar.
Why did you tell me all that rubbish?
Because I made up my mind that you'd do it.
Go on. Give me something to clean myself.
Here. Use this. It's clean.
It's to cover the dough when it rises.
Just what we need. Now that you came inside me,
maybe I'll rise too.
That's not so bad. Just tell that dressmaker
to hurry up and finish the gown.
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.
Bitch, was this your cock?
Poor thing. She's looking for her husband.
Of all the great beauties here, there is only one
fresh as the morning; her name is Lola!
If you want to sleep tonight, my baker,
I'll take your place!
One for me too!
Right away, dear.
My marital duties oblige me to take it only from my husband.
Best wishes, and may your children be gays.
Oh enough, I'm going to burst!
Stop, Ginetto! Enough! Stop!
Come on, boss, it's yours!
What's this thingamajig?
Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!
Oh no. Enough tears, Carmelina, give me a kiss instead.
- Peepee? - And...
What do you mean "and"? And what?
Ah-ah. No questions if you want me to tell you the truth.
No one's ever seen such a banquet in these parts.
You couldn't have done more even if she had been your daughter.
Yes, I would say it's gone well indeed.
But let me go check the wedding cake.
It's my masterpiece!
Zaira, how about a kiss with the groom?
In this world there are only three things that leave no trace:
A gull in the air, a fish in the water...
And a cock inside a pussy!
Brava, Wilma and your pussy!
# All women work the same way #
# You touch their tits and their pussies get wet #
# I too, work the same way... you touch my belly #
# And I get a hard-on! #
And tomorrow we'll all fast in penitence.
Stop crying. Eat something.
Tonight I'll make you have some fun.
I have a present for you.
I do too.
But you mustn't tell anyone.
It must remain a secret between you and me.
Same with mine.
With this, I declare you
a member
of my club.
Oh Andr?
it's stupendous!
And you, you have something to give me?
You know, I married Tommaso,
therefore... I lost the bet.
You won me.
I must pay.
No, Lola, no, stop it.
But what are you thinking?
I wanted to say that I must now give you my wedding souvenir.
Take them.
They're yours.
Oh Lola,
I've never met anybody like you.
Nor I like you.
I am truly a lucky man.
All men who please me are fortunate.
Yes, so lucky.
The bride! The bride! The bride!
Ready.
Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!
Who knows if she'll be faithful to him?
Who? He to her, or she to him?
Oh, both of them.
They're in love, and that's enough.
What's fidelity got to do with love?
It has everything to do with it!
No, it has nothing to do with it!
- Yes, of course it does. - No, I tell you, no.
Did you see the nice gift that Andr?gave me?
Nice! Did you put on the dressmaker's gift too?
- No. No panties. - Why no panties? -没有没有内裤。 -为什么不穿内裤？
I took them off along with the veil when I went up to the room.
They were hurting me.
Are you telling me the truth, Lola?
Of course, like I already told you. Enough of your questions!
You're not still jealous, now that we're married, by any chance?
Especially now.
Maybe you're already sorry that you did it? 也许你已经后悔了 是你干的？
I don't know yet. 我还不知道。
After all, it's the first time I've been married. 毕竟，这是第一次 我已经结婚了。
Why? Are you intending to cheat on me perhaps? 为什么？你打算 对我不忠？
I don't know yet. 我还不知道。
After all, it's the first time I've been married. 毕竟，这是第一次 我已经结婚了。
Translation by Marco Fornier