All language subtitles for 1968 - Desire Under the Palms

Would you like to hear something?

Oh, I'm stuffed.

I just came from Janet Tarzan.

You know how she feels, too.

Why don't you sit down?

A dirty story, I hope.

You know I don't write dirty stories.

Speaking of dirty stories, why something
so rude?

A nudist magazine?

That's what it looks like on the
outside.

Wait till you look inside.

Listen to this.

Marvin lowered Venora onto the silken
sheet.

For a moment, he gazed at her nakedness.

Her fingers crept to where his muscular
thighs joined his supple body.

She found his cryptic... I haven't seen
Jess if I'm surprised at you. This is

pornography.

Right.

Let me look at this picture.

They look like they're really doing it.

They are. The camera doesn't lie.

What did you get these?

From Janet.

She's got a friend who gambles in this
stuff.

Wait until you see the next photograph.

This picture.

One man and three girls.

One big daisy chain.

You know, people really don't do this.

The camera doesn't lie.

I think I'll have some of that tea now.

Hi.

You've been so involved, we've hardly
had a chance to speak tonight.

I'm sorry, dear.

I do want to finish this, though.

Heard from Stacy?

Not yet. She should be back from New
York, though.

I hope she got some bites on my new
story.

Well, if she didn't, we won't starve.

I want to do something on my own.

You already have. You've sold two
stories.

Pig Deal to Two Bishwater Dome Magazine
for Housewives.

Stacy's submitting me to a couple of
more sophisticated publications.

Well, I hope she comes through for you.

I'm tired. I think I'll hit the hay.

Good night.

Good night, dear. I won't be up too
late.

You okay, honey? You cried out.

I had a nightmare.

Try to go back to sleep.

Now, about this.

Frankly, it's naive.

Three magazines read it and it just
didn't go over.

Liz Walters over at Gantry Publications
summed it up best, incredibly immature

and unexciting.

Betty, you're a good writer.

Then what did I do wrong? This is the
best I've ever done.

Well, do you want me to tell you a
Stacey Carter writer's agent or a Stacey

Carter good friend?

Why not straight from the shoulder?

Well, your relationship with men and
women are absurd.

You know, sex does play a big role in
your life, and you may hate me for

this, but I don't think you really know
what sex is. I mean, really.

I just wanted to tell you how great it
was.

No, it's good.

Okay, honey, what's on your mind?

I reread my manuscript, and you're
right, it is pretty naive.

Well, perhaps you just don't have enough
experience.

Perhaps you should look into the subject
of sex in more depth.

Hi. I see you all the time. Do you live
near here?

Right here.

I go to school three blocks away when I
go. I cut most of the time.

I'm Tenny Sylvester.

I'm Mrs. Williams.

I'd better go. See you, Mrs. Williams.

Okay,

honey.

Heard from Stacy?

I heard from her yesterday.

They rejected my story.

Time's up.

Hi, Mrs. Williams.

Hi there.

This is my sister, Doris. Hi.

Well, we'd better go now.

How'd you like the book?

What book?

You know what book. The one I left for
you.

Wild, isn't it?

I have a friend who deals in literature
like that.

You know, I'd love to try some of the
things in that book.

Yeah, I'd like to try something real
perverted.

Wouldn't you?

We're meeting a guy this afternoon.

Yeah, we'd like to try three in a bed.

Four would be even better.

Oh, would you like to join us?

He's a really groovy guy.

When are you meeting him?

He's outside.

I wouldn't mind if I could just watch.

Just so long as you're nude and on the
bed.

I just couldn't participate.

I'm not made that way.

Go out and get him. I just couldn't.

Come on.

Go into the bedroom.

Long piece goes first.

Take one, Betty.

I really don't want to. Oh, come on.
Take one.

How do you want it?

I've often wondered about being raped.
You know, being held while...

Betty and I will hold you down.

Okay?

Grab her.

I'd rather just watch.

Hold her tight.

Hold her tight.

Why don't you take a break? You look
tired.

How about a game of checkers?

Checkers will do you a world of good.

Really relax you.

Hi.

Would you like some cookies and milk?

I wouldn't mind that. Not at all. What
sort of work does your husband do?

He's a real estate broker.

That sounds awfully dull.

It really isn't.

What does your father do?

My parents are dead. I live with my
sister and her husband.

Are you a writer or something?

How did you know?

By the mess around your typewriter. My
girlfriend, her father's a writer, and

his table is always messy.

What are you writing about now?

Well, it's sort of an investigation.

Is it about sex?

How could you tell?

Oh, just a feeling I had. My brother -in
-law, Jarman Perry, he's a writer, and

so is my sister.

And they're always writing about sex,
habits, you know, between people.

In fact, Jarman has wrote two books
about marriage and stuff like that.

Sounds like a very brilliant man.

He is, and very evil.

Evil. Yes, evil. Evil and violence.

May I have another cookie?

Kenny, perhaps you could help me.

Me?

Yes, I'm... Well, I'm interested in the
views of the younger people on sex.

Kenny, have you ever had sex?

Yes.

Naturally, anything that she'd say would
be in the strictest of confidence.

These cookies are delicious.

Oh, you know, I'll have to introduce you
to Jarman and Doris. That's my sister

and her husband.

They only live a couple blocks away.

I understand from Timmy that you're both
experts in sex.

Well, let's say we take an academic
interest in sexual behavior.

We've collaborated with real experts in
several books, so naturally we're

conversant on the subject.

Jarman has a file of data based on some
birth rates today.

If you'd like to look into those
files...

Perhaps you can give me a call.

Here's my card.

I'm sure we can be of a great deal of
help.

Perhaps you're too proper to delve into
such a subject.

I'm sure I'm not, Mr. Perry.

Come on.

What can I do for you?

I just wanted to apologize.

I didn't think you'd be as scared as you
were.

I wasn't scared.

It looked like outright terror to me.

It's just that, well, I don't need
anything like that.

I love Walt.

And I love Ed, but what did it hurt?

I just let my hair down and... Honey,
look, it's fine for you, but for me,

well... No.

You're so damn pure.

You make me sick.

Say, I'm going shopping.

Would you like to come downtown?

No, I have a lot of work to do on my new
script.

I think I'll take a ring check.

Okay, to do.

Mr. Perry, Betty Williams.

May I see you?

When? Tonight?

I'll be there.

Results of some of the psychological
investigations from my last book.

They deal with unusual sexual patterns.

I trust the photographs don't shock you.

Oh, she'll bathe and massage you.

Going to bed?

Honey, I really... I should... Yeah.

I know.

Do you?

Do you, well, do you have a boy?

I mean, one that you make love to?

I have a boy I make love to sometimes.

May I, sometime soon, watch you and him?

I mean, I need it, just to observe, for
my study.

I understand, but I'll have to ask
Ralph.

When would you like me to arrange it?

Anytime soon.

Would you like me to get a boy for you?

Oh, I see. You just want to observe.

Can we do it at night?

How about tomorrow night?

All right.

If it's all right with Ralph.

Walt has a late meeting.

He won't be home till after midnight.

Alright, but we'll have to play it cagey
as far as your office goes.

Hi, Danny.

Oh, I see you've been working. Well,
that's always a good sign.

Oh, this is more like it.

Vivid images.

Very vivid images.

Danny, you've been practicing.

Just keeping my eyes open.

This is good.

This really turns me on.

And you say you got all this just from
watching?

Just watching.

Well, if I had a place, maybe I could
help you out in your inquiry.

You see, I have a very accommodating man
friend who lives nearby.

Walt won't be home until late tonight.

He has another meeting.

Well, then you wouldn't mind?

No, I wouldn't mind.

I'll go.

That way you can have the place to
yourself.

Well, I'll leave your report then.

Oh, hello, Victor.

This is Stacy.

Hi, babe.

Listen, I'm just a couple of blocks away
over on 63rd Avenue, and I thought you

might like to come over for a couple of
hours.

John? Oh, just a minute.

John's a very attractive guy.

Victor, bring John over with you anyway.
I'm sure we'll find something for him

to do.

The address is 1774 Southeast 63rd
Avenue, apartment 9C.

Okay.

Honey? You should stay.

I mean, you're starting to unbend and
it's showing in your writing.

You shouldn't resist it.

No, I can't. I have too many problems
already.

Well, okay.

I'll change the bed linens then before I
leave.

That makes $4 ,250, you owe me, counting
side bets.

You're much too good for me.

This is the way married people are
supposed to act. I'm just sorry I have

work so late every night.

That's enough for me.

I've got to get back to work.

I think I'll take a hot bath, hit the
hay.

Make love to her.

Make love to her.

Fine. I never... Would you rather I made
love to her?

Do you play checkers? Yes, I'm very good
at it. Would you like to play a game?

Why not?

Kenny, I love my husband very much.

And I don't want to lose him.

But I do want him to have an affair.

That's a switch.

Well, I guess it's my conscience.

You see, I'm having an affair.

And perhaps if I knew Walt was having
one, then we wouldn't drift apart.

Well, what am I supposed to do about it?

Have an affair with Walter.

All right, I'll have an affair with your
husband, but I don't want it to come

between our friendship.

And you'll have to be there to watch.

He would never agree to that.

But these are my conditions, and he
doesn't need to know you, dear.

I could use Stacy Carter as an excuse.

We're supposed to go to New York.

No, I bet you're a louder checker
player.

Walter?

This is Tenny Sylvester.

Tenny, this is my husband.

Mr. Williams? I'm sorry I stayed so
late. But your wife and I played a game

checkers. And I really get engrossed in
checkers.

Goodbye.

You little kid.

She's the sister -in -law of Jarman
Perry, the publisher.

Publishing the old apple, huh?

Stacy thought it'd be a good idea.

By the way, I should pay Stacy a visit
tonight.

She wanted to talk to me about writing
some articles for women's magazines.

I had hoped you wouldn't be
disappointed.

Well, that's okay.

I think I'll take a shower.

I've got a little homework of my own.

because I'm a very good player.

Your move.

Nice kid, Tenny.

Very nice.

Lousy checker player.

I love you, Betty.

Hello?

Daddy, listen carefully.

Our plan, you know, it must be tomorrow
night.

I'll get there around 7.

Wait until, well, you know, then you can
come in.

But... But, Penny... I have to hang up
now.

Bye.

Penny?

Hi, Penny.

May I come in?

Sure.

Where's Betty?

Oh, she's out of town on a business
trip.

Big black snake whip.

What do you do with it?

Oh, I use it.

I've used it on Diane, haven't I?

Sure hope Doris doesn't walk in and
catch us. She'd tear the skin off of me

that thing.

Oh, no worry about it.

Have a good day, dear.

Yeah. How was your trip?

All right.

We have steak tonight?

That's good.

Okay. I'll leave a light on for you.

Hi, Doris. May I speak to Tenny?

I see.

Well, yes, it is important.

Could you have her call me as soon as
she gets here?

Thank you.

Hello, Jarman?

Jarman, I...

Give

me one good reason why I shouldn't blow
your brains out.

No court in the country would convict
me.

Join us.

You're not with Walt?

No, you're not with Walt.

Betty, it's no good.

I don't know what you've been doing, but
I know what I've done.

Hello.