All language subtitles for Emmanuelles.Revenge.1993-[Erotic].DVDRip

I'm picturing now a picture behind a
tree While you're

running thoughtless against the rain
Under your branches,

blouse, your breath is violent clear And
having you I feel like

love is real

You're really something else, you know.

You know exactly what you want.

What would the boys down at the agency
say?

Imagine getting through umpteen picks in
four hours. Baby, that's snapping them.

They'd flip if they found out we were
finished already.

What a bunch.

These admins think they own you. They're
hoarse, that's all.

Start the day the Jerevit way.

Baloney. Iron bread the hard way. And
those guys, they get the big money.

well, I...

It's not easy work, buddy.

Under those lights without any clothes
on.

One of these days I'm going to tell them
down there, I'm going to say, look, I'm

fed up with the hassle. No more. Next
time send your wife down. I want to see

how she likes it. Oh, that woman's so
fat you wouldn't be able to get all of

into the picture.

You'd need a wide -angle lens.

I'm warning you, hon.

Don't tell those boys we finished early.

I wouldn't put it past them to pay us
half.

Tomorrow, bright and early.

Have you got a brand called Culebras? We
happen to be out of stock.

But I think these are better.

I don't know. I'd hate to be wrong.

He can be fussy when it comes to
cigarettes and cigars.

If he doesn't like them, can they be
returned? Of course.

Bring them back and... You're very kind.
It's a pleasure.

There you go.

Bye now. So long.

Hi, Francoise.

I'll pay you tomorrow, okay?

Anytime.

already.

Here. It was bound to happen sooner or
later.

No.

Why?

Because.

Take care of yourself.

for me.

by Secretarial Service.

was found among your sister's... among
her things.

In fact, it was the address that enabled
the police to locate you.

We thought it best to read it, but it's
yours. Read it yourself.

What your sister writes might go a long
way to explaining why she committed

suicide.

Dear Emmanuel, I read your article in
Sunday's paper about the mistakes and

misdirection of certain elements in the
women's lib movement.

You're so right when you say that women
mustn't lose their womanhood.

You've got a real battle ahead of you.

Remember that I'm right by your side
through all of it.

I've been feeling great these past few
weeks, though being with Carlo is what

always was.

He's got problems, as I've told you.

He's so uptight about not having any
bread.

You look great as a Mexican
revolutionary.

This film's going to do it for you.

I just feel it, Carlo.

I can't wait to see you on the set like
the next James Dean.

Oh, no, sweetheart.

No, no, I want you to stay off the set.

I'd be embarrassed like you can't
imagine if I knew you were watching me.

Anyway, maybe they'll pick somebody
else.

You want to be an actor, you've got to
know people, have connections.

And be good. And you're a terrific
actor, Carlo.

Yeah, go tell that to the director.

All he does is look at photographs.

So we get Franco to do a huge blow above
you.

And send it to him. What do you say?

So he can put it out by a swimming pool
to scare the pigeons away.

I put up the money and no half -pint
director's going to tell me how to spend

it. Get me? Oh, hi there.

Hello. Be right with you. You tell that
shithead we're not making arty -farty

flicks for intellectual faggots. We're
in business to make money. I got big

distribution on this picture. I got big
stars.

A temperamental director I don't need.
Tell him to take these changes to the

and shove them up his tuchus and start
shooting. And if that bastard gives you

any more trouble, you come and tell me.

Gotcha.

Let's go, boys.

Why do we always got to have this
misery?

Hi, folks.

Morning. Ah, this is the little chick
you told me about.

I'll show you folks around.

We got a terrific set up here.

Terrific.

You can't tell this from the real thing.
It's completely authentic.

Sam Peckinpah was begging to shoot here.
I told him no.

Look at the way that's put up.

Well, you may not believe it, sweetie,
but that's wood.

Me, I don't mind spending money where it
counts.

Now, you remember a film called... What
was it called?

A Fistful of Silver, something like
that? A Fistful of Lead?

Well, that was all shot right here.
Right where we're walking. Every foot of

that film. This was a saloon scene.

Excuse me. I forgot my cigarettes back
in the car. I'll go get them. I won't be

a second. Come have a look, Francois.

There's nothing to be scared of.

Do you think Carlo will get the part?

Carlo's quite a character.

Shame he can't leave the cards alone.

Ah, me.

Like the saloon?

We must find that man at all costs and
at once.

We've got to have your help.

There might be something in the other
letters from your sister. More

information.

Certainly a man like that should pay for
what he has done.

So far, our investigation hasn't
produced anything.

It seems that your sister was able to
lead a double life. As far as we can

nobody who...

worked with your sister had met that
man, Carlo.

Nobody seems to know him.

But don't let me interrupt.

Please go on with your reading.

You know how much I love him.

I can't do without him.

And it isn't always like that.

He loves me, he really does.

In his own way, but it is love. I know
it is.

He's like a spoiled child who misbehaves
and then asks to be forgiven and

protected.

You're right to hate me.

After what I put you through, there's no
excuse, none in the world.

I never thought it would come to that.

That rotten piece of shit.

The fact is I owed him money.

Why don't you leave me?

No point in going on. I mean, I'm mad
about you, but... I'm not the right man

for you.

Face it, Francois.

What you went through is humiliating.

But should that matter now?

Love matters. That's important.

Try to find it.

With a guy who deserves you.

Without you, I'm a dead man.

But you've got to leave me.

Don't say that to me.

I want you, Carlo.

Thank you.

Good baby.

You get a good night's rest.

I want you to be in top shape. Take him
in now.

I don't want you to ride him hard,
Lorenzo, and keep strictly to that diet

me. I want him to be in perfect
condition on Sunday.

I'll see to that.

Who are they? Do you know them? They're
bookmakers, strictly small time.

They've been around.

The big guys are regular here.

What they call a professional.

You know, he's up to his neck and dead.

I think he's some kind of a gangster.

Somebody who deals in stolen goods, you
know, that sort.

The further you stay away from them, the
better it'll be, I'll tell you.

You haven't been listening.

On the contrary, Lorenzo. I've heard
everything. I haven't missed one word. I

thought you knew something about horses.
Just look at the gate on her, for

Christ's sakes.

Well, what are you going to do?

You better keep with your opinion and
I'll stick with mine.

Come off it, Carlo.

That mule won't even show.

You bet on a horse like that and you can
kiss your bread goodbye.

Come on, pal. You gotta be kidding.

Get smart.

Look, Carlo.

Put your dough on the dogs.

At least there you got some chance.

The horses is the only way to get hold
of the big money. Yeah?

And only a real jerk goes on betting on
a horse that never wins.

Then that's all. Yeah, right. Goodbye.
Bye now.

It seems to me, Carlo, you're running a
little stud service on your own.

See, I've got things to do.

Look at him. This joker ain't serious.

Stand straight and proud.

Narrow in the flanks. Breast up and out.
The long, easy strides of a champion

high -bred filly in the winter circuit.
A budding poet.

Fancy that.

I was hoping you might like it.

It's not bad.

Original, at least.

It's spontaneous anyway. That you've got
to admit. Well, I don't know about

that. It sounds vaguely rehearsed to me,
frankly.

Does that matter much? What do you
think? I think it makes it nicer.

But if I'm going to write poems to you,
I ought to know your name.

Does it matter much?

I want that horse rested.

Take him back to the stable.

And do it now. What are you waiting for?

Hey, come back, will you?

I was asking you what your name was.

We'll be right back.

Often I wish I didn't exist at all, that
I'd never come into the world, that I'd

never been born.

Why does love bring so much pain, so
much hatred?

I think I hate Carlo just as much as I
love him, but I can't stay away from

I'll stay.

Rager 50.

See you, 150.

Pair of aces.

If you want it.

Okay.

Well, so long.

It's been a real pleasure to see you
fellas.

We'll play again soon.

Give me a call.

How'd it go?

Did you win anything?

Well, I did all right.

Don't mess around.

Please.

Behave yourself, Carlo.

Don't. Let me go. No.

Oh, no.

No. Let me go.

Carlo, please.

Oh, no.

Don't.

Let me go.

Let go, Carlo.

Nice going. You're coming along fine.

Flattered. In a couple of lessons,
you'll be winning.

Let's have something to drink. I need
it. I need a shower. I'll join you

I'm dying for a Pernod.

Yes, ma 'am.

Here you are, sir.

You want to try this?

Thanks.

If you're interested, there's something
I want you to hear.

It happens that you possess the
prettiest legs I've ever seen.

Thanks. But, I don't know.

Maybe they're a bit too long.

In certain situations, that's quite a
drawback. Causes all kinds of problems.

But in certain situations, I know how to
handle everything.

No, this club bores me.

How about you?

Yes. So why sweat it?

Hey, Billy, please, would you bring
another drink? The same as

that man was drinking.

The one was such a shit.

Your place or mine?

Not now.

I want to swim first.

Let's go to the beach.

You enjoy pulling surprises. What's your
name?

Emmanuel. Heard it before?

I knew it would be something different.

Well, hop in.

Let me go and change.

My cigarettes are in the car.

Thank you.

Why not?

Eight o 'clock at my place?

You got the cash?

An apple for the schoolmine.

Well, as the serpent said to Eve, taste
the forbidden fruit and you will know

good and evil.

And also, life and death.

Uh -uh.

Forbidden fruit should be eaten slowly.

Why postpone the inevitable?

I've never met a man like you.

I don't want to forget this, no matter
what happens.

And I don't want you to forget it
either.

What's maddening about you is that
you're unpredictable.

That's right.

You're in for big surprises.

Wait here.

Uh -huh.

happy that night.

After months of silence and cruelty,
Carlo acted as if he had just fallen in

love with me for the first time.

He brought me flowers and took me out to
dinner.

But something was bothering him. I could
feel it.

What's wrong, Carlo?

Nothing.

I have the sensation I did something
wrong.

Want to talk about it?

You're imagining it. There's nothing to
talk about.

Hey, waiter.

bottle of wine, please.

You're trying to get me drunk, huh?

It'd be like that night you came back
from Paris.

You recall that night?

Sure, I do.

I love you so, Karen.

I've been thinking about us for a long
while.

I was really convinced you didn't love
me anymore.

And I couldn't bear it.

But now, my attitude has entirely
changed.

I'm so happy. I want the whole world to
hear it.

You're listening to me, aren't you,
Carl?

I'm listening naturally.

Here's the wine.

I love you so much tonight.

I feel I want to do something crazy for
love.

Would you do whatever I wanted?

Anything.

Really? No matter what I ask you for?

Naturally.

Put me to the test.

Now, let's forget about it for a while.

What's wrong?

Carlo, are you afraid?

I can't keep secrets from you.

I'm in trouble, Francoise.

I'm in for large amounts of money.

I've tried pulling myself out of it, but
I can't.

The pressure's on.

I'm frantic.

I owe... I owe three million lira.

And those boys will stop at nothing.

They want their bread. They have to kill
me to get a hold of it.

But, Carla, we must find a way out.

Maybe they can hold off.

They'll get their money sooner or later.

It's no good.

I've got to pay now, and that's it.
Those Sphinx want their money, and I've

to get it.

Or else, it'll be the end.

What does that mean? I don't understand.

It simply means goodbye.

But darling, maybe we could sell
something.

The automobile.

We could pick up a little with my gold
jewelry.

With a little bit of luck, maybe we'll
be able to do it.

No.

Nobody can find a way.

Even if we pawned as much as we
possessed, there still wouldn't be

But there is one way out of this mess.

What?

What are you trying to do?

What do you want?

If you think I had, you've been taken.

You bitch! Answer!

Answer!

Kill me if you want to, Carlo. But
you'll starve to death, I promise.

Nobody will look for you in here for
weeks.

You're helpless. It's impossible for you
to break those chains.

I'm telling you, it's unpleasant to die
of thirst.

That is more pleasant.

But without water, your control centers
don't function anymore.

The pain is hideous. Two days and you'll
beg to die.

I'll kill you, I swear, you lousy whore!

Whore!

You'll run fine now, sir.

I got 20 customers to take care of.
Please, I'm desperate.

Look, I got that Fiat 500 and that Mini
Morris. You're not going to make me

walk, are you?

Oh, Pat, I'll have a look.

Nothing to matter here at all.

I'll take a look at it from underneath.

Ah, these foreign cars.

They're a bunch of crap.

I say don't let him out of country.

They put them together so you can't
figure out what does what.

See anything?

Everything. I mean, no.

Why'd you stop?

Do I bother you?

No, you don't bother me a bit, miss.

I mean, don't mention it.

I just remembered I have a very urgent
date right now. You can bring the car

around tomorrow, huh?

32 Bellevue Avenue, 4 o 'clock.

Bellevue.

I got the keys for you, lady.

Funny thing. I found a bunch of bolts
under the chassis.

You're kidding me.

Bolts? That's right.

How clumsy of me.

If that's all for now... Don't be in
such a rush. Have a drink. You don't

to hurry off, do you?

Thanks.

I wanted to stay here, lady.

Here we are.

Oh, silly.

Here, let me take care of it.

Now, take off those white clothes and
let them dry in a jiffy. I can't imagine

how I could be so idiotic.

It's all right. It'll dry. But it's so
uncomfortable.

You'll want to rinse off.

Don't be embarrassed.

Just a little accident.

Not to worry.

Relax. What are you frightened of?

Now, let's get your pants on.

Not the pants, lady. No. Well, what do
you mean? They're soaking wet.

We'll have them dry in a minute.

Don't worry.

There's nobody watching.

No, no. I'm embarrassed.

Don't be silly. There's nothing to be
embarrassed about. You're a good

man. All the same, lady.

There we are.

Oh, that wasn't so hard, was it? I'll
just put these in the dryer and be right

back. One second.

I like to see a man who's built like you
are.

I'll bet you don't even know how sexy
you are.

Relax. Let it happen.

What do you keep looking at him for?

That's my business.

Well, I don't see why she'd have to
stick around and watch you.

Bobby, go try the diving board.

Why? Why don't you like having me
massage you?

Naturally, it's marvelous, but I don't
feel like it right now. Have a swim.

You'll feel better.

If you say so.

I ask a personal question. Go on.

Something I was wondering about.

I'm a reporter. I usually ask the
questions, but go ahead.

I'm not going to waste your time.

What can you tell me about a man called
Carlo?

I'm afraid the name doesn't register.

No? The man you danced with at the
Riviera Club a week ago.

You look like old friends.

Oh, yes, I'd forgotten.

He was just a casual acquaintance.
Nothing else.

Strangely enough, he's disappeared. He
and I live together, and I'm pestered

constantly with his creditors. He
unfortunately owed money right and left.

I wouldn't worry about him, believe me.

Carl is the type of person who's apt to
disappear. He plays around with women,

then he drops them. It's a game.

But if he loves you, he'll come back to
you.

Think so?

Naturally. Lots are like that.

We put up with their prank.

But in this case, you've managed to find
somebody to take his place.

No, no, all he wants is to get me into
bed. He's one of them.

Most of the men I know are like that.
They're really after one thing only.

Carlo made that very impression on me.

Often I don't know what to feel. I think
men are repulsive.

That's very true.

All they want is to have their kicks.

They don't care about a woman's
pleasure.

Time we were introduced.

My name's Mira.

That's very friendly.

Emmanuel.

I was wondering about something, Mira.

What do you think? I do portraits now
and then.

It's nothing serious. Painting is just
my hobby.

I'd love to have you pose for me.

If you're willing, I could pay you
something.

Really? You would?

I'd like to.

There's something going on with them.

Would you like to make a date with me
for later?

Not tonight, sweetie. I've already got a
date.

Hello there.

Nice to see you, Mira.

Am I late? You're right on the dot. Come
in.

I brought a friend, Pamela.

Wonderful. The two of you can pose for
me, all right?

Pamela's really beautiful.

You can make wonderful paintings of her.

Mira.

It's the dream of my life. I've always
wanted to be a model.

Fine. I'll pose you together.

Something gentle and delicate and very
feminine.

Mira, have you heard anything from
Carlo?

No, not a thing.

Actually, I don't really miss him like I
used to.

I've got a new circle of friends, like
Pamela.

I think you're right. Men can be
repulsive.

Have you and Mira ever made love with
another woman?

No, but it's a thing I want to try. It's
something completely new and different.

Men can be so terribly brutal and cruel.

The woman just lies there passively.

But a woman knows how to give pleasure
to another woman.

You go beyond the limits of ecstasy.

Sounds marvelous.

You're a wonderful woman, Emmanuel. Not
really.

Nothing special.

I try to live totally with my whole
being without inhibitions.

I'm free. I'm not afraid of my emotions.

I want you to be as honest and free as I
am, Pam.

driving at, but drop it. Who's driving?
I'm your friend, aren't I? Yes, the kind

of friend I could willingly do without.

And all the stuff that I bring you, if
you had to do without that... Shut up a

minute.

Get out of here.

What's the matter with you?

I said get out of here right now.

Your friend Marco is just terrific.

You know, you and he ought to get
married.

You know, you and he ought to get
married.

I love you, Emmanuel.

I love you so much it hurts.

Is that medicine?

It's perfectly harmless.

You'll see. It'll help you sleep.

I'm going to put an end to this.

I'm going to let you get away from here.

Back to your sordid life. But with one
difference.

You'll never ruin a woman's existence
again the way you ruined Francoise.

Remember Francoise?

Does that name mean anything to you?

That poor girl lost her life for falling
in love with you.

You were so depraved.

A man who was drunk with horrible
perversions.

You treated her like a piece of shit.
You humiliated her, shamed her,

her. Even though you knew how fragile
she was.

How sensitive.

She didn't have the strength to resist
you, but she couldn't live without you.

You made her kill herself.

Look me in the face, Carlo.

Do you know who I am?

I'm the sister of Francoise.

The only person to stand by her always
and befriend her.

You killed that wonderful girl.

And now I'm going to see to it that you
don't kill any more girls like her.

You were completely conscious of just
how much you were hurting Francoise.

I thought murdering you was the best way
out.

But no.

You don't deserve such an easy way out.

I'm giving you the worst punishment I
know. The one you deserve.

Your masculine prowess, which is so
powerful and so pitiful.

The thing you treasure more than
anything in the world.

That's how I'm going to punish you,
Carlo.

Castrated. You'll be totally impotent.

It's ironical.

Yes, it is. Because the orgies I put on
were only for you.

And they will always linger in your
mind.

But only to haunt you and torment you
because you'll have no relief.

Now you're helpless, aren't you, Carlo?

I'm going to crush you the same way you
humiliated Francoise.

When you're free, you can do what you
like to me. I don't care.

I'll have had my revenge, and that's all
that matters to me.

I've got no more reason left for living.

I know what life is like. It's only
misery, unhappiness, and tragedy.

And pain.

Oh, God.

Arrgh!

Find the central switch.

Yes, sir.

Hello? Get me the homicide squad.

Is that you, Lieutenant? Listen, there's
been a killing on Bellevue.

32 Bellevue Avenue.

That's right.

Pretty messy.

Butcher's cleaver.

Now he must have got out of here right
away.

Blockade the area and start a search.

And get the ambulance boys and a
photographer over here.

The apparent deal was only a few minutes
ago. He must still be in the

neighborhood.

So long.

Quick as you can.

That wasn't immediate.

She must have suffered.

Obviously the work of a sex maniac.

The circumstances all point in that
direction.

I don't think there's any other motive.
Nothing's been taken.

We know the victim had a sister named
Francoise who killed herself a few

back. There's nothing we can do until
the results of the autopsy are in.

Try to get me a full lab report within
24 hours. Yes, sir.

All right, you two.

Then we'll see each other Monday in my
office.

You don't see these built -in mirrors
much.

Imagine, this mirror saw the murder.

It was like photographing it.

Except that we can't know what pictures
it took.

I want a few more shots of the room.
Take your time.

Once we seal the place up, you won't be
able to get in here for a month.

on this lampshade.

Bloodstains, too.

Now make some blow -ups.

Don't touch it!