I LOVE YOU, I DON'T
Go on, Padovan. Move your ass.
Crow. Wretched bird.
Alas, poor Yorick!
Eh? What are you going on about?
Don't get excited, not now.
All right, I get it.
You think you're smart?
You'll end up killing us all.
Shut it. We're just having a laugh.
Shit! Stop!
- I know that guy. He's queer. -Really?
Stop, Krassky.
Will you stop screwing around?
Clear off!
Up your ass!
Even if he died, he'd get back up to fuck yours.
Okay, I'll dump the others.
Here, let's try that.
What a dump!
You still there?
- I dreamed about you last night. -You did?
You were dressed in brown. I pulled the chain.
Get lost!
Hey, pal.
Shit.
Two burgers and a coffee.
You must get bored shitless here.
Am I right?
I kill myself laughing all the time, if you must know.
Stop jerking off, Padovan.
Ketchup.
Is that a dog or a pig?
It's a pig. I straightened its tail.
Johnny...
Make me a coffee, would you?
-Is that your boss, the gas tank? -Yes, that's Boris.
He's got some nerve.
Why Johnny?
They call me that because I don't have tits or a fat ass.
What about you?
Krassky, but everyone calls me Krass.
Krass? That's a neat name.
What a strange girl.
Where's the bog?
The What?
The can.
Oh. Turn right outside, near the pump.
Who here smokes cigars?
Boris does.
But he's not smoking.
Precisely.
Lousy fucking bastard. Pain in the ass.
Look at that mess.
Can't you be careful?
Idiot!
There's a dance on Saturday in the barn.
You should co me.
I might do that.
You have fun, you brat!
It's for you.
I think it's got a friendly face.
It can be a friend for my dog.
Is something wrong?
It's that bastard again.
Johnny!
Do the shopping.
The shop's about to close.
Do you hear?
Yes!
Some days he really gets on my nerves.
Well, piss-pot, coming?
- Hiya, gramps. -Hello, Johnny.
Three kilos of horsemeat.
Boris passes it off for beef.
Lousy fucking bastard.
Pain in the ass.
Do you want it?
Okay, it's yours.
I'll take that and that.
That's enough of your nonsense.
I don't like toffees. They stick to your teeth.
I'll stick one on you, you'll see.
I forbid you to go out with those two fags. Do you hear?
I'll do what I want!
You're not my father, as far as I know.
Anyhow, they're not fags.
You must be joking.
They stink of booze.
Don't you get it, you poor sucker?
Yes. Queers.
I can smell them 20 yards away.
And I can smell you.
Be wary of the guy.
He's a pervert.
You're really disgusting.
Do you hear What I'm saying?
I hear you farting all the time!
I break wind. So What?
It's the champagne.
Anyway, I'm just warning you, kid.
Hey, get your ass in gear, will you?
What do you see in that stupid girl?
Imagine all the vaginas that have sat on that.
Shut up! I'm going to puke.
What time do you finish?
Midnight, one o'clock, depends.
Boris says you're a homosexual.
Lousy fucking bastard. Pain in the ass.
That's no answer.
And now it's time for the striptease.
Volunteers?
- Are you allowed to dance? -No.
But I'm going to anyway.
What are you doing with that?
You've got balls.
You're a tough guy. Fuck off!
Shit.
Don't be a crybaby.
It's all your fault.
I've had enough.
I'm going back to Italy.
I'm gonna see the old lady before she croaks.
You'll only do something stupid again, end up back in prison.
That's all there is for you there.
And you know it.
You're hurting me.
That's nothing new.
Johnny.
Did you switch off the coffee machine?
Yes.
Have you got the pump?
Leave it. I'll do it.
I'll take you out tonight, all right?
Your boss should be doing that.
With his ass.
Are they girls?
Yes, just like you're a guy.
Love is blind with a candy-pink stick.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
Tell me, what is it?
I can't.
WhY Can't you?
I'm sorry, I can't, that's all.
So you don't like me.
I don't know why you brought me here.
So Boris was right.
Ow! Fag!
Fag!
Will you shut up?
Shut your mouth!
I'm a boy.
Sam!
Open up!
What is it?
What do you want?
A girl had her throat slit in this room.
The police closed the motel for six months.
Do you understand?
You're the one who needs to understand.
I don't want any trouble. You can't stay here.
And take the girl with you.
Stupid bastard.
Whores fuck in silence.
Stop messing around, Krassky.
That stupid little bitch.
Listen, Padovan,
you're boring me.
In a word, you're pissing me off.
What have I done to you?
I don't understand anymore.
Stop it.
That fucking bitch!
I know what you're looking for.
You want me to screw you hard up the ass.
But I'd better not.
With this tool...
I've hospitalized more than one guy.
So I decided, to hell with the police.
That's it. Understand?
Isn't that right, pet?
Bye, lad.
You shouldn't be wearing those medals. Do you know how much the fine is?
I don't give a shit.
What's my father's is mine.
We won them in the last War.
A hero?
- Say, have you slept with Boris? -What?
That fat pig?
Are you mad? You're sick in the head.
Shit, I've got something in my eye.
Let's see.
-It's gone. -Gone, my eye!
It will be gone with your next tear.
Why? Are you leaving me already?
Krass's work is crass.
I find that mountain of shit beautiful.
It's the towns' nausea, man's vomit.
- T he source of the Styx. -What's that?
The river in hell, my darling.
In Greek mythology,
those who hadn't been buried wandered eternally on its banks.
Wow, you're so clever.
Still, What a job.
You go pick up filth and put it somewhere else.
So? Men too, when they die,
they get put somewhere else.
There, I'm dead.
- Will you take me away? -Yes.
Where?
I don't know. We'll see.
Come on, get up.
No, you're going to hurt me again.
Get up.
You stay there. Sit.
Sit.
That's it.
Be good.
Stay there.
We'll never manage it with your yelling.
It's not my fault it hurts.
We're going swimming.
I haven't got a swimsuit.
- Don't Worry. -I can't swim.
No problem.
Look what's coming.
Come here, boy.
Do you know what we're gonna do'? I'll tell you.
We're gonna stay here until the sun packs its bags.
I can't.
I have to get back
I'll get yelled at by Boris.
Lousy fucking bastard.
Pain in the ass.
That's What life is like.
Bitter.
Do you think so?
I don't.
It depends what you ask of it.
Say, with a name like that, you can't be American.
Polack.
Slavic eyes.
Why do you always seem so sad?
Some days I'd give anything to end it all.
When I was a kid,
my dream was to drive steam engines.
You know, the ones where you stoke the engine with coal.
But today, they're all electric.
Stupid, isn't it?
You're wasting your time, kiddo. Krassky doesn't like women.
Is that so?
Do you see what I mean?
Listen, bitch,
this is our last job here.
Then We're out of this dump.
We're taking off.
Splitting.
Do you understand?
Listen, fag, leave her alone.
Mind your own business.
Climb up your tree and stay there.
Come here. Come on, darling. Look at my face.
Stop it, both of you.
I like you, you know.
You smell of nigger.
I like that, it turns me on.
My, you're strong.
Holy crap!
Fearsome.
Shut it, fag, or I'll kill you.
I'll get you.
He's scum, that guy.
His friend, you know,
he's no better.
Let him be. He hasn't done you any harm.
I'm only telling you for your own good.
Especially seeing as that one
is insanely jealous, as you can see.
What's in it for you?
That's my business, not yours.
What the hell is that?
What?
That fancy getup. What is it?
- But you said... -What did I say?
I said... I said dress up, that's all.
But I'm a girl, for fucks sake!
Okay, climb in.
Wow! It's the Ritz.
I love you.
What about you? Do you love me a bit?
What's important
isn't which side I take you from,
it's the fact that We're joined,
and that we come at the same time.
That's what love is, baby.
And believe me, it's rare.
Is that you, Boris?
You're not so proud now, you little shit.
You look like a supermarket chicken.
Poor bastard.
I just wanted to scare her, that's all.
Aren't you going to smash his face in?
Go on, what are you waiting for?
What good would it do?
Look at him.
Do you want me to beat him to a pulp?
He nearly strangled me and that's all you can say?
Don't touch me.
Listen, Johnny...
You disgust me.
Piss off.
You fag!
Okay. Come on, Padovan, let's go.
I didn't mean it!
I didn't mean it.