All language subtitles for Blutjunge.Verführerinnen.3_1972[eng]

You know, this
is an elite finishing school

for wealthy young ladies.

Yeah.

Well for me, it was
like being in prison.

Six months ago,
my mother told me,

you'll just love it, darling.

Oh, sure.

I know now why she
put me away in there.

She wanted a divorce.

And neither she
nor my dear daddy

wanted to get stuck with me.

Well, damn it.

They have their freedom now,
and I'm going to have mine, too.

They can't keep me
locked away in there.

I'm going to really live it up.

Six months in that hole with
those poppy pious nuns wild.

They thought I was dumb
just because I hate school,

well except for sex education.

And what a joke that was.

Every girl in that school
knew more about sex the day

after they were born than those
stupid nuns will ever learn.

My mother told me they turn
me into a perfect young lady.

Well, they turned me into
a frustrated young bitch.

What I need now is a
real man, and I know

exactly what to do with him.

Boy, if my mom knew what really
happens inside that school.

Oh god, who cares?

I'm free, free at last.

Hey?

Hey, stop.

What luck, they'll
never catch me now.

Hey, how about lift, mister?

Sure.

Where are you going?

Any place you want to take me.

Thanks.

Saved my life.

Yeah?

Is somebody's chasing you?

What did you do?

Are you from that
finishing school?

You're not dumb.

I had to escape from
that puke place.

I know it's an
expensive school.

Why didn't you like it there?

How could you believe
what happens there?

It's really disgraceful.

Every girl is hung up on sex.

Is that so?

I could tell you stories
that would blow your mind.

Go ahead.

It would really shock you.

It would take a lot to shock
me, a traveling salesman.

What do you sell?

Ladies underwear.

You're kidding.

Who wears it?

Some women wear underclothes.

Yeah, I bet you don't
wear any though.

I'd like to show you my samples.

Mm.

They're really very sexy.

Men like that.

I don't believe that a
guy would prefer a woman who

wears a bra to one who doesn't.

I believe in freedom
from bondage.

This way, I travel very light.

You burned your bra?

Bridges and all, behind.

My roommate, Linda, was
always prepared for action.

She never had a thing beneath.

She'd put me out of business.

But what a way to go.

Were there many like
her at your school?

I could write a thick book
just about all the girls

who went to our school.

And believe me,
it would really be

a terrific hit, a number
one, sexy bestseller,

but I'm not a writer.

However, I love to talk, so
I'll tell you what about Linda.

Last fall, she
took off and found

a job picking grapes in a
little village in the valley.

She had to work very hard.

Picking grapes is not so easy.

But she needed
the money, and she

didn't want her
parents to find her

and send her back to school.

Oh, this is hard work.

Say, you learn very quickly.

Yes.

I'm very fast, and I
love to try new things.

So you like it here?

Yes.

Yes, I do.

You know, you're a
very handsome man.

Oh, Linda, you're
teasing again.

Don't you want
me to tease you?

We could have a lot of
fun together, if you want?

Don't you think so?

Come.

You know, Linda, I'm
just a simple farm boy,

but when I get near you,
I feel so many things.

I wish I could see more of
you, do you know what I mean?

Linda-- Oh, Linda.

Shall I show you more?

Oh, Linda, you're
teasing me again.

Yeah.

You are leering.

Uh--

Well, the show is over.

We'd better get back to work.

I've had enough of this.

These city people pick a few
grapes, and then eat like pigs.

It costs more to feed
them than they're worth.

Did you sleep well last night?

Well, uh--

I slept very well.

All this fresh air
makes me sleepy.

I eat jam at night.

It gives me sweet dreams.

Tell me, what do
you dream about?

What kind of jam is
best for dreaming?

Will you share some with me?

You are teasing me again.

I'll never worry about
getting in a jam with you.

You are too shy.

Let's work faster today.

Come on, hurry up.

Grandma?

Yeah?

Why is Frederick
always with the city girl?

Because he is a
stupid lovesick pup.

Frederick?

Uh?

You are such a tease.

You're
only good for the grapes.

Hey, mama, know what I saw?

What?

A city girl's rushy.

That's what she gets by
wearing such a short skirt.

She forgot to
put on her panties.

Now you stay away
from those two, you understand?

Oh mother, I
never have any fun.

All I do is pick your
sticky old grapes.

Fredrick, over here.

I wondered where you had gone.

I was thirsty.

Have some.

Thank you.

I'm really hot.

Help yourself.

It's good.

Thank you.

It looks good.

Oh.

I thought you said
you were thirsty.

Oh, well, yes,
I'm hot and thirsty.

You look hot too.

We ought to do
something about that.

Your room is next
to mine, you know?

Shall we have a jam session?

Oh, Linda.

Wake up.

I must be dreaming.

Sweet dreams.

Aren't you cold?

Yes, I have goose bumps.

But I'm warm-blooded.

What an imagination you have.

No, it's all true.

Another girl at our
school was the daughter

of a great pianist.

She was tone deaf and couldn't
carry a tune in a basket.

But Melody, that was her
name, could really swing.

You got to be making
all this all put.

It's true.

Cross my tits.

Finally.

My father is a great pianist.

Didn't you enjoy
his performance?

I'm looking forward
to your performance.

I don't know
anything about music.

Who cares?

Oh, Melody, when
will you grow up

and stop insisting on playing
these silly sex games?

Pretending is
better, you know?

I want a real wife
and real children.

And I want many lovers.

I'll be waiting for you.

Poor Melody.

You went to school with her?

Boy, what a school.

Well, all those girls go sex
crazy when they're locked up

without men around, you know?

I can't believe it.

I should apply for a job there.

I could teach gymnastics.

And then there was
this other broad,

and she loved men, all sorts.

She was starved for affection,
perhaps, by her mother,

who was a famous screen star.

She never had time for Violet.

Last year, she sent her to
the country for the summer

with some relatives.

It was supposed to
teach her self-reliance.

That damn, yokel.

I've been here two weeks and
he hasn't made a pass yet.

I'll heat him up.

Good morning.

Good morning, Jack.

What brings you here?

You.

I'm Little Red Riding Hood
taking a basket of food

to my grandmother.

But you look like
the big bad wolf.

Well, I'm hungry as a wolf.

I've been working hard.

But don't be afraid,
I won't eat you up.

Did you forget your
lunch on purpose?

I'm just glad I have a
chance to see you alone.

Are you happy to see me, Jack?

Yes and no.

Why aren't you
happy to see me?

I prefer to
eat my lunch alone.

Why do you
keep avoiding me?

Look, just
because your mother is

paying us to keep
you here, it doesn't

mean I have to entertain you.

Stop that.

Why?

Don't you think I'm pretty?

Are you afraid of girls?

Yeah, I'm afraid of
a cock-teaser like you.

You'll get me all
worked up for nothing.

I'm not just teasing.

I'm really hot for you.

Yeah, well, if you're not
careful, you'll catch a cold.

It's you
I'm trying to catch.

Yeah, well--

well, I've been around,

and I know all about
girls like you.

Is that so?

Hey, what are you doing?

Tempting you.

Leave that bundle alone.

I'll thrash you with
one of those sticks.

You'll have to catch me first.

You asked for this.

Well, I finally trapped you.

Yeah, you're the
one in the trap.

She got her man all right,
but after they made out,

she got tired of the
guy almost immediately.

And when she went away, he
broke up, that poor sucker.

I think you silly men will
never learn about girls.

I also want to tell
you about Lorna.

Every holiday, she had to go
with her folks to the country,

but happily, she spent
most of it with a buddy

from our school, Heidi.

You never run down.

Time goes by quickly,
so I don't mind.

Heidi and Lorna
were birds of a feather.

They often worked as a team.

And they could almost
read each other's minds.

Anyhow, that was easy,
because their minds

were always on one thing--

sex.

I wouldn't say this
is much of a holiday--

no men at the school and
none around here either.

It's so dull.

We'll have to look
for some excitement.

Hey, I think that might be it.

Wilson?

Damn, damn, damn, what's
wrong his flipping car?

Oh.

Hello, girls.

Having trouble?

Yes.

I wonder if you could
direct me to the nearest

garage around here?

Let's see, you
could make a phone

call to the garage from there
at my house, if you like.

Yes, that would
really be nice.

OK.

Come along.

How can I thank you?

I'll call you in a
little while, Heidi.

- Bye.
- Goodbye.

Thanks again!

What luck to find
such an angel of mercy

here in the middle of nowhere.

Lucky for me, too.

How so?

To meet someone new.

Do you live with your parents?

Yes, but they're away.

This is very nice of you.

I have to be at an important
meeting tomorrow morning.

I hope they can repair it soon.

It's cold.

Here's the phone--

3535.

The garage number?

Yes.

I wish you weren't in
such a hurry to go.

Jalopy garage, may I help you?

Yes, my car is
broken down here.

At the country crossroad.

I left my car at
the cross crossroad.

Do you know it?

It will take time.

This is an emergency.

I must be on my way.

So soon?

Right now.

The mechanic is out now on a job.

Oh.

Sorry.

Look, I must
leave here tonight.

I have to be in town for a
meeting tomorrow morning.

I'm ready to pay extra.

Send out the mechanic.

It won't be possible.

You'd better find a
place to pass the night.

I'll try to get in touch
with the mechanic tomorrow.

You must understand
and find me someone

who'll fix the car tonight.

I understand, but you might

as well relax until tomorrow.

How can I relax?

Oh, to hell with it then.
Goodbye.

Have a good night.

Cheer up.

Oh.

Cheers.

Bottoms up.

That's it.

You're welcome to share my bed.

Hey.

It's boring here in
the country all alone.

I need some
excitement in my life.

You're a pretty
girl, and you're

certainly exciting to me.

I'll do my best
to make you forget

your very important meeting.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'd forgotten already.

Let's dance.

How old are you?

I'm 16.

What difference does it make?

There's a big
difference in our ages.

I need a man who's
been around a lot.

Well, I travel a great deal.

You're making fun of me.

You know what I mean.

I really like your style.

Take me with you
tomorrow when you go.

Well, I wish I could,
but I have a wife

and six kids who need me.

Don't you need
someone for yourself?

I can be very discreet.

It would be exciting
for both of us.

You're tempting
me, you little vixen.

Really--

You know what I mean.

Listen, I could give
you a little R. How

about it, honey?

Tell me first,
what does R mean?

It means rest and recreation.

I think I could use that.

But you're terribly
young for me.

Hey, man, let me
worry about that.

How did everything go?

OK.

Great.

Wait a second.

Somebody might be listening.

All right.

It's OK.

How was your old man?

Not bad.

Do you want to try him?

Yes, but not in the
middle of the night.

It'll be
more fun if you came now.

Would it be OK, are you sure?

Sure,
it'll be a real blast.

He is ready for action.

OK.

Just leave the door open.

Oh,
you're a good sport.

Sure.

You won't be sorry.

Is that so?

Yes, you'll see.

He's a real stud.
- OK.

I don't need a commercial.

Oh, this will be fun.

Yeah.

Bye, bye.

I wouldn't mind if
my car broke down.

I'd like to be a victim
of all those girls.

Don't worry, if anything
goes wrong with your car,

I'm an expert mechanic,
believe it or not.

I lived on my
brother's motorcycle.

And one day, I met
this girl Nadia,

at one of his motorcycle races.

Boy that thing
burned up a track.

She awarded herself
as first prize

to the winner of every race.

She never stopped
racing home, really.

Here we
are at the Parisian

Super, the biggest cross-country
motorcycle race of the year.

Eddie Garrett is a big
favorite, along with Van

red Marsh and Scam.

We can't rule out
Maxi Wells, however.

Maxi is coming first
with many of the fastest

tracks in Europe.

The fans have been trying to get
close to Eddie to wish him luck

or to grab something
for a souvenir.

They're lining up, and
they're off, and running

across the open field,
maneuvering their bikes,

given the best
positions possible.

I tell you, ladies
and gentlemen,

there's something
about these races,

you know, when man and machine
have to operate as one organ

that brings a tear to my eye.

They've arrived
at the cat's head,

narrowing down the
bigger approach

and up and over they go.

Eddie Garrett,
the crowd favorite,

has taken an early lead,
followed closely by Van

red Marsh and Maxi Wells.

But hold your bets, ladies
and gentlemen, because it's

still anybody's race.

Look at those devils
go up that hill.

I tell you, ladies
and gentlemen,

this takes courage and insanity.

My god.

Racer 27 was unable
race two weeks ago,

but he's back in
competitions already.

Number two is Aggie Well,
a newcomer to the track.

He is running a bit
slow, but moving up fast.

The crowded is very excited.

These people are a devoted
group of motorcycle enthusiasts.

They'd never miss a race.

Here comes Eddie now,
moving like a flaming

comet, followed by Van
red Marsh and Maxi Wells.

Now comes the big test,
out of 50 starters,

13 still remain in the race.

Here they come to Devil's
Pass, a 90-degree incline.

It looks like somebody
is in trouble.

It's Maxi Wells.

Oh, he'll have to go back
to make another approach.

Oh, what rotten luck.

He'll have to make
up a lot of time.

He was running up first
there behind Garrett

and Van red Marsh.

Here he comes around
again for another try.

Will he make it?

Yes!

Yes!

He's over the top.

And now Scottie Young has
moved ahead of Eddie Garrett.

Eddie looks as though
he's lost his nerve.

That old recklessness
he's so well known for

seems to have been
replaced by caution.

This may well be his last race.

Although, one can see that
he's still the crowd favorite.

Now the racers must pass
through the mud canyon.

Not a difficult passage
for the experienced men,

but we almost always see a
few of the younger drivers

wipe out on this one.

As a matter of record,
there are only 20 minutes

till the end of the race.

And they're all
driving with more care

than they did in the beginning.

It looks like-- yes,
yes, it's Eddie Garrett.

He's moved up in the first
place once again, and proved--

Eddie?

--that he's still
the top man in his category.

Scottie Young second.

And the surprise of this race is
Biggie Wells has come in third.

Congratulations, Mr. Garrett.

Courtesy of Lee Films.

Thanks.

Thanks.

It was a good race.

I enjoyed it.

We're proud of you, Eddie.

I owe it all to my
motorcycles and my mom.

Hello out there.

Thanks to you all.

Excuse me, I'd like to know in
what hotel Garrett is staying.

I don't know if he'd
want me to tell you.

Oh.

Let's see.

I appreciate this.

He's staying at
the Wilder Man.

Thanks, my friend, a lot.

Why are we leaving the
main road here already?

Oh well, all your talk
on this long drive has,

uh-- worn me out.

And I know of a comfortable
hotel not far away.

Hm.

Is that so?

Do you want me to
leave then, is that it?

Who else do you
bring to this hotel?

The desk club knows your
habits very well it seems.

Aren't you happy here?

What difference does it make
if I'm happy or not to you?

You came in here
on your own free--

do you want to leave now?

It's cold outside.

Well then, tell me
all about yourself.

All right.

That's settled.

I ran away
from school once before.

I didn't have any
money then either.

So I got a job as a model
at the Academy of Art.

It was really out of sight.

There I was, sticking my
boobs up and my ass out.

And these retarded Picasso's
tried to sketch my nude body.

Some of these guys wanted to
do more than to sketch me.

He had have these wild
fantasies about me.

Hello.

How much?

Nothing.

Then what?

You are a whore, right?

Here.

Hm?

You're paying me?

Mm-hmm.

Come now.

Do you always pay for sex?

Yes, I enjoy it more
when I pay for it.

You'll work here.

Very nice.

Take your clothes off and
give me my money's worth.

Don't worry.

I'll give it to you
any way you want.

That is
plain conjuring.

Yes, it's about
time you got down to work.

Oh, that's it.

I can tell that you concentrated
on her form very carefully.

Those sketches are
approaching realism.

Another
frustrated artist saw me

as a sweet young innocent, and
he would daydream my seduction

all through the class period.

You should remember
she's a child.

Don't worry, the lessons
won't be difficult for her.

You know, I trust
you professor.

Today, we study art history.

I didn't do my homework.

We'll do it now together.

Your aunt will be gone
for the afternoon?

Yes.

Lesson one--

And then, add
flesh to your composition.

A baby must crawl
before he can walk.

The creation of a
masterpiece begins

with careful craftsmanship.

Hello.

Take me in your arms.

I'm yours.

I'm not a statue.

I'm made of flesh and blood.

I'm tired of
standing motionless.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

I think I'm going
out of my mind.

Either you're as remote
and cold as a statue,

or you are jumping around
like a daffy flapper.

I don't care whether I
draw your picture or not,

I draw a deep breath every
time I draw near you.

Please don't draw
out your dance.

Draw aside with me
or draw and quarter

you, and draw a gun on myself.

Draw, draw, draw.

Draw, draw, draw, draw,
draw, draw, draw, draw.

I was crazy
about him, but he was married.

So we had to steal
our few moments

together wherever possible.

I'm sorry I'm late.

Better late than never.

You're always in such a hurry.

Come on, hurry up.

We'll drive to the forest.

That reminds me of a joke.

Yeah?

A pretty girl
walks in the forest,

her boyfriend follows her,
not far behind, then along

comes an old forest ranger.

He's not very far
behind the boy.

But in a short time, the
pretty girl leaves the forest.

Her boyfriend followed.

And the poor old ranger
stays alone in the forest.

That's not bad.

Pull down your pants.

You're such a romantic.

Hurry up.

You like the way
I fuck, don't you?

Foreplay is nice, you know?

I don't like group sex.

You're a kinky kid, you know?

You're ready?

Let's go.

Now what's the matter?

What are you looking for?

Well, I had a box of tissues
somewhere here in the car.

I think it saw a pack
there under your coat.

It's not there.

Is it way in the back.

Jeez, what a great lover.

Oh shit, it's
the forest ranger.

He's writing down
my license number.

If my wife receives that ticket,
I'll really be in trouble.

It could mean
trouble for me,

too, if they caught me here.

Well?

I don't know.

He's walking away it seems.

Ronnie, what can we do now?

I just wish I could get
a hold of that ticket.

I have an idea,
if you'll help me.

It might work.

What?

Listen--

Tell me what I have to do.

Well, pay a visit
to the old man

and talk him into
giving the ticket back.

Me?

Of course, you.

Do you think you can do it?

I guess I'll have.

Yes, if you want
to see me again.

Well, I'm not too sure
if I want to or not,

but this might be fun.

I wonder how far
I'll have to go.

Not far, with that old man.

Hurry up.

I have to get home.

Are you lonesome,
Peter Rabbit?

You stay here, fellow.

She likes Peter best.

You know that.

Come, Peter.

I have company for you.

There.

All right, get to it, Peter.

What are you doing,
Peter, my man?

A wham, a ban, and
a thank you, ma'am.

If you don't hurry up, I'll put
your friend in there with her.

You think you're on
a merry-go-round.

You'll tire poor Peter out.

Ooh, I wish I could get in
there and show you how to do it.

Oh.

I wouldn't waste so much time.

I thought rabbits were
supposed to be quick about it.

You're a disgrace
too your breed.

Stick it in her.

Hang on tight.

Don't let her get away.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, you're making
the whole cage move.

I wonder how this act
would go in a porn movie?

Very good.

A wood nymph.

Mm-hm, that's right.

Please, I need your help.

How?

Have you been
raped in my forest?

No, I intend to
rape you uncle.

Good god, are you blind?

You're talking to an
old man, you know?

I have a deal for you.

You must give me something
important for which I

am ready to trade my body, mm?

What could I
have that you want?

All I want is the
paper with the number

of the license of our car.

Ah, the ticket.

You are trying to bribe a
state official, my dear.

But it's possible that
I could be corrupted.

Let's talk this thing over.

Because it's an
official document,

let's go to my sitting room.

After you, my dear.

Here, on the straw?

Why not?

It's soft.

Are you sure about this?

Oh, yes.

That was some roll in the hay.

Not bad for an old man.

Come.

Thank you, wood nymph.

You gave me much pleasure.

And besides, you are
a delicious dumpling.

Yeah, and you're sweet.

Oh dear, I mustn't
forget the document.

Here, I'll get it for you.

I envy you, your life here in
this cozy cottage in the woods.

It's so peaceful and calm.

Well now, I suppose
you want the ticket.

I'll get it.

Just a moment.

That's what you came for.

Oh, yes.

Here.

This is the
incriminating evidence.

Thanks.

I don't understand.

Well, uh-- what's on that
paper, the only notes I took--

I was counting all the trees
which will be cut down.

I'm not authorized to
make parking tickets.

You old faker.

Finally.

Did you get it?

Good girl.

Hey, what's this?

This isn't a ticket.

Mm.

I know.

It's only a list of the bad
trees that have to be cut out.

And it took you
all that time just

to get this worthless list.

It was time well spent.

I think you were
afraid I wasn't

going to stay with you tonight.

I almost fell asleep waiting.

It was a long day.

I'll tell you a bedtime story.

Oh, no.

Move over, I'm cold.

Don't hog all the covers.

Now, did I tell you the story
about the traveling salesman?

Oh, my god.

He stopped this
girl, a friend of mine.

- OK.
- That's enough.

Now, listen--

--I'm going to make
up a story for you.