All language subtitles for naked.over.the.fence.13_[eng]

So, there you are.

I thought you'd been kidnapped.

I should send you to bed
without dinner.

Rick?

Coming, but there's one more to come.

Rick.

I'm waiting for the Punk.

I'll go alone.

If he turns up,
tell him to check in himself.

To hell with you.

Hoppy's making trouble.

He's stuck a goldmine
in that machine.

This machine is fixed.

A guilder.

Don't lean on it.

Anything else?
- Some fruit-machines make no money.

One? Which - That one.

This one?

You'd think there's a hole in it.

You've been telling me Ed's your best
friend for weeks.

And now that he makes his comeback,
you hang around here.

Let's go!

KARATE CHAMPIONSHIPS
all categories

How do you feel?
- Not bad.

Your back still hurting?
- Only when I laugh.

You won't feel like laughing tonight.

The house is packed.

All the boys are coming.

A couple of TV-guys too.

It's tonight or never.

It's my last chance.

Watch out for his seiken.
- I know that one.

Coming?

Take it easy.

There's Lilly.
- Lilly who?

Lilly Marischka, the TV-singer, you know.

Sit down, they're reserved.

And that goes for her buddies too.

They must've come to the wrong place.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Attention please
for the final of 'all categories'.

Ed Swaan...

Against Lenny Hollander.

Jesus, he's half-a-point behind now.

Is that all?
- It's only a matter of one point.

Even! With a mae geri.

He's winning.
- How d'you know?

That was a mawashi geri.
- Mawashi what?

A mawashi geri.

Eddy, autograph?

I'm treating.
Champagne, or beer at home?

Thank you.

I've already got a date.

Hi, darling.
Congratulations.

This is Lilly.
Well, she hardly needs introduction.

This is Fred Turpin, my TV-director.

Hank.

And Lou Sayer, the journalist.
- You write for...

Yes, I do.

Rick Lemming and Penny Lane.

Shall we?

Shall we go home?

Ed, have fun and I'll see you.

Rick...

Well, bonanza.

Penny, see you tomorrow in the gym.

He lets himself get led
by the nose.

Better him than me,
with her lah-di-dah.

Is the Punk in yet?
- Not yet.

They must've made paté out of him.

Did Eddy win?
- Just, with a foo yong hai.

The best mawahsi geri I've ever seen.

Here, watch this.

Sure, and then on his head.

Any good tonight?
- No, not much.

We've seen better times.

Rick, about those fruit-machines.

I'm going upstairs.
- You see to that.

Hey, it's not your wife.

Anyway, we're closing.

He would never stop ramming that thing.

Healthy sport, pin-balling.

I'd like to extend the place.

A nice gambling-room.

The machines would make a nice cover.
- Then I'll have to move.

You? A school-teacher
is the best cover-up.

I'll come too.
- To your pigeons.

Just checking if the Punk is back.

Tell him about our nice evening.

Madam, you're two months' rent behind.

Children, stay on the side-walk.

I'll be right back.

How do you like her?

Isn't she gorgeous?

And very sweet...

Talking about me?
- Lilly!

Lilly Marischka.
- Oh, she.

What's wrong? As if I teach you.

Have you been on the booze last night?
- You said it.

Quite a phony, that Lilly.

You've got it all wrong.

You're in love again, mister.

How did you meet her?

Can you keep a secret?
Even for Rick?

Lilly is doing a film
with those guys from last night.

She offered me a little part.

A karate film?

A kind of art film.

Not nude, I hope?
- Of course not.

Well, just show my muscles.

They're TV-people.

Fred Turpin is directing...

...and Lou Sayer wrote it.

They'll use Hank's studio.

You know, my back-door neighbor.

We're starting tonight.

But it's a secret.
They don't want publicity yet.

Maybe you'll go to Hollywood.

Who knows.

You know what Ed's up to?

Get the hell off my roof!

Silence, peace...
- Yes, but...

See 'Old Speedy' over there?
He's coming in.

A pigeon needs quiet to come in.

So go away.
- But...

If you must say something,
say it happy...

...
relaxed.

Rick?

I think Eddy needs help.

Forget it. He owes me 200 bucks.

It's not that.
He's going to do a film.

Maybe naked.

Then it surely will be a flop.

Listen to me. It's in the studio
behind his place...

And I just saw...

Relax! He's trembling again.

Someone tore the clothes from
a woman's body. They were filming it.

Stop it or the pigeon won't move.

I'll see what I can do.

Beautiful.

And now... the hand.

Don't be shy, Lilly.

Over to the bed now.

Ed Swaan?

Ed?

Eddy?

Put this on.

And try this on.

Oh no, not that. I'm not going
to make a fool out of myself.

Come on! It's just for the atmosphere.

Then I can just lie down
on the bed.

In bed? It's no ordinary porno!

Lou, we don't want to do this.

We've worked on this
for half a year!

You can see we've had enough.

Relax! Let's talk it over.

Lilly, once said 'A', you must say 'B' now.

It's the last scene anyway.
Let's finish it.

Finish it? That's just it!
What're you going to do with it?

You know all about it.

Only exclusive private showings.
It's no porno!

I don't believe you.
I want all the shots I am in.

But Lilly, you promised...

Give me that film.
We're going home.

Nobody touches my film!

Come...

Lilly, come here!

They really had you there.

It could turn into a nice
action film, but sex...

Bunch of bastards.
With a steel pipe from behind.

You know those two?
- Yes.

The little pimps!
I kicked them out of the gym.

But why this fight?

They fooled me.

Sadistic nonsense. One of those
leather things with spikes.

Crazy.
- Are you hurt?

Let's go.

My clothes are still there.

You want me to get them?

Forget it.

Don't ask anything.

Can she stay here tonight?

Can't I just go home?

Don't be silly.

Yes, sir.

How could you?

They're all bare-assed
in these modern films.

Feather-brain.

Lilly said it was a nice film
with serious actors.

"Karate champion and singer
climb naked over fence."

I owe it all to Lou.
He discovered me.

He paid singing lessons,
he got me publicity in the papers.

And then asked me for this film.
- You didn't know what kind of film.

I did. I liked it.

But now it can be used against me.

Especially now that my records
are so successful.

They didn't really film, did they?

What do you think Hank was doing?

Really? What are we going to do?

You'd better think it out again.
I'll check if my pigeon is back.

John Wayne!
- Rides again!

Where are you off to?

Hank's Studio.

Goddammit!

It's Hank!

And you're in that film.

What'll we do?

To his studio.
Somebody must've gone nuts.

Come.

Hurry, the whole neighborhood
will be on us.

The film's gone.

These are Lilly's clothes.

These are mine. Goddammit,
they're covered with blood!

So they're gonna pin
that murder on you!

But why did they put him
on the tram wires?

Maybe they thought he'd burn.
Amateurs. No grounding.

They're both gone.

We must find her.
- Maybe Penny knows.

Where's Lilly?
- She had to see Lou.

...with the charming, gracious singer...

...comma, who will receive
a gold record tomorrow.

Period.
You got that?

She gives me a honeyed smile...

And nestles her
well-pro-por-tion-ed body...

...on the sofa of sheepskin...

Period.

Lilly looks at me and says...

Goddammit!
What are you doing here?

Get out, get out.
I'll call you back.

Where's Lilly?
- I don't know.

You just sat on your sheepskin, period.

I won't do that interview
until this evening.

Where's your film
that also features Ed?

Is that your business?
- No, his. And he gets angry quickly.

Look angry, Ed.

Who finances the film?
- Nobody. We're paying for it ourselves.

Fred Turpin and I.

We wanted something else on TV.
Something exciting.

But who paid Hank?

I told you. We paid for it ourselves.

With money you got from the actors
by threatening to show the movie.

He means blackmail.

Look at Ed.
He's a karate champion.

Imagine you're a brick.

I don't have time, darling.

And the film?
- Nothing.

Lilly, TV show, four o'clock.

How dare you?

Thanks for the hospitality.

We'll find our way out, darling.

Do you ever take the tram?
- No, never, why?

I thought so.

OK, go behind the letters.

She looks scared.

Not surprising.

She's scared stiff of that bunch.

But she needs them.

Someone's looking at us.

Lou spread the word.

Thanks, Lilly.
Can we do the interview now?

Who's that chick?

How should I know?

She's got an eye on you.

But sent by Lou.

Try to find Lilly's dressing room.

Silence on the floor, please.

Lilly Marischka, our Lilly I might say.

It's fantastic having you here
in the studio.

For seven weeks now
she's been number one...

...in the Dutch charts.

Tomorrow she'll receive...

A gold record.
- Fantastic!

Pop-minded people,
what is so great about Lilly?

That she still sings...

...in the church of her home town
during Christmas. That's true, isn't it?

Fantastic!

Did you know about
your fan-club being set up?

No, that's a surprise.

Why are you looking like that?
- It's part of my job.

Tell us more about your tour abroad?

No.

Is that a compliment?

Occupational disability.

When will your next record be released?
- I don't know yet.

What do you do?

Nothing.
- You're just beautiful, rich and smart.

Why are you here then?

I'm engaged to the director,
for the time being.

I'll never understand beautiful
women.

Do you owe your entire success
to your vocal capabilities?

Yes.

Yes, I don't think so either.

Can I offer you something?

What did you have in mind?
- A doughnut.

Alright, let's go to the canteen.

Maybe I'm a Sunday's child.

Lilly's going to sing her big hit
'A Letter Came Today'.

How was it, boys?

You have beautiful eyes.

You're engaged to this Fred.

And I think you have trouble
getting out of bed.

But I have no trouble getting in.

Now, beautiful dame,
what's your name?

That rhymes.
Celia Strumpf.

Strumpf?
- Strumpf.

I can't help it.
It's the name of my last husband.

My name's Rick Lemming.

Are you here just for me?

No, for a signature of Lilly.
- So you're a fan.

No, a producer. I'm offering her
a contract for a second movie.

Mr. Frost, I have a special act.
Please listen.

Come, that's not Frost.
- It's not Frost?

Can I laugh too?
- Darling, this is Rick.

He couldn't find the canteen.
I showed him the way.

We've met.

At a karate match?

That's true.

Excuse me for a moment.

What's he like?

He has a gaming hall.

If I want to find out more,
I'll need all night.

I bet.
Lou says he's looking for the film.

So, after you.

You still don't trust me.
- You might have it.

Hey! A fantastic woman.

Can't get in touch with Lilly.

Lou beat me to it.

But I've got something else for you.
- What?

I bet the film's in that suitcase.

Why?

He brought it to Lilly's dressing room
and he wasn't happy to see me.

We'll find out soon enough.

Excuse me, I'm sorry.

Can I talk to you, Lilly?
- We're busy.

Another time.
- OK, but be careful.

You can't trust anyone these days.

I have to go urgently.
- What a shame.

I'll see you again.

As long as you don't get in my way.
- That depends on you.

And on me.

You were right.

Did you see his face
when I bumped into his briefcase?

But why was Lilly talking to Lou?

I think she's trying to get
that film from him.

In her own way. Just let her be.

I'm going home. See you later.

We might have Lilly
and the film tonight.

There's our pinball king.

Very funny.

Can I get through?

Thanks.

This is our last warning.

Our last friendly warning.

Mind your own business or you won't
play any pinball machines anymore.

Tilt.

CORPSE ON TRAM WIRES

Rick, there's someone to see you.

I'm coming.

Van Halsden, publisher
of novels, comic strips...

...and office supplies. Nunspeet, Brussels.

Do you make good money
with your pinball hall?

You might want to modernize.
I could help you with that.

I work on my own.
- We all do.

I publish sex-magazines,
among other things.

It's profitable. I want to secure
my market share.

One of my employees, Fred Turpin,
is in a bit of trouble.

He's working on a film
for a small audience.

I finance this film.

I can only make a profit
if I sell it to France and Belgium.

So what?

If you stop bothering us,
I'll do something for you.

We call that bribery.
- This is modern business.

I can't survive on 'Tintin'.

I'm nauseous.
- I'm not finished.

Very nauseous.

Not because of your face
or your proposition.

But yesterday your guys beat me up.

It's quite simple.

Either you have me beaten up
or you offer me money.

Not both.

I don't know anything about it.
- Then I'd rather talk to someone who does.

- Good afternoon. If
you change your mind...

I said good afternoon.

Did you bring me flowers?
- Sure.

Bitch.
- Look who's talking.

Your own pigeons don't even come back.

I'd buy a bigger wallet
if I were you.

Ladies and gentlemen,
a moment of silence please.

Could the buffet stop tapping, please?

Ladies and gentlemen...

Silence!

Friend.

Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen,
time for a word of welcome.

Especially to our friends
from the media.

The media are the backbone
of our society.

Especially the entertainment
and television media.

Without them, this big success
wouldn't have been possible.

That's why we offer free records
to members of the press.

That's quite enough. Drinks!

In that case I'd say have a drink...

...and wait for Lilly Marischka.

Sucker.

Come, let's have a drink.
- Again?

This is my little brother.

That's the second time today.
- I saw through you the first time.

Sucker.

Will this be in your paper tomorrow?

"Charming Celia Strumpf entertained
the crowd with a solo dance."

"Celia has spent six happy months...

With Lilly Marischka's director,
Fred Turpin."

How many husbands has she had?

She's had one from
every television station.

And her brother?
- What about him?

It seems he has a flare for porn films.

What do you mean?

You could have told me yesterday
that he finances your film.

Sucker.

Slut.

She has more class in her pink
than you in your entire body.

Leave me alone.
Stop bothering me.

Are you also trying to buy this theatre?

I'd like to talk to you.

Not now.

If what I think is true,
it's looking bad...

I have to go on stage.
- OK, afterwards then.

Get someone.
Get a doctor.

Let go of me.

- Who's that?
I'll tell you later.

The police have started
an investigation.

The singer was badly injured
and has been taken to hospital.

Her condition is stable.

What's your first comment?

It's tragic.

Really tragic.

I still can't understand it.

Lilly was at the beginning
of a great career.

I don't know...

...if she can overcome this.

Have you got any idea who did this?

No, I don't think she has any enemies.

But it's a world...

...where jealousy plays a big role.

It looks like the entertainment industry...

...has just witnessed a new scandal.

Can you finally tell me
what's going on?

You were right when you said
Ed was in trouble.

He got involved with people who are
making a film with lots of nudity.

Lilly didn't want it anymore...

...but when Ed joined she had the guts
to ask for the film back.

They got upset and Ed and Lilly
climb naked over the fence.

Then camera man Hank got killed...

And the film has disappeared.

And now this attack on Lilly.

Someone in that group kills everyone
who's causing a problem.

But who?
- Could be anyone.

Lou Sayer, Fred, the sponsor.

Or the guys who dumped me
in the canal.

Why don't you go to the police?
- Me?

What will you do then?
- Find that film. Problem solved.

And I can get my lazy ass back
on the roof with my pigeons.

Oh, your pigeon from Rouen returned.

Did the Punk come back?

I'll be damned.

Lemming speaking.
- Do you know who this is?

Yes.
- Come or I'll be late.

It's Celia.

What do you want?
- To see you from up close.

I could also tell you
something very interesting.

About a film, for instance.

But you have to be here within the hour.
- Where?

Wait.

Can't you wait a moment?

This is two months of rent.
Could be the last.

What's the address?
- 26 Zuwe, Vinkeveen.

That was quick!

Are the doors always open here?
- No, only when you're coming.

Where's your fiancé?
- Fred. He's almost never here.

Don't you believe me?

He hasn't been here for days.

He's preparing some TV show.

We live our own lives.

And you like that.
- Yes.

Is that an invitation or a warning?

Both.

So we don't have to count on Fred.

That's a pity.

What was it you had to tell me?

Hello, miss.
We've come to get you.

Miss?

That's Max and I'm Cas.

People sometimes confuse us.

Can we come too, Miss?

One wrong word
and they have to come.

My cousins are taking me
for a ride in their new car.

My father has a much better car.

But we have the teacher.

I don't understand that Fred of yours.

What do you want to understand?

Why someone who's engaged to you,
has to make such a corny film.

Have you seen the film?
- No, but I witnessed the last shoot.

Whose crazy idea was it?

Fred and Lou.

I only got them the money,
via my brother.

He invested quite a bit
of money in it.

Making movies is expensive.

Hank asked a lot of money.
- The late Hank.

That's one of the reasons
I asked you to come here.

And the other reason is?

The other reason was.

Poor Hank.

That murder scared me.

And then that attack on Lilly.

Jesus...

I've always lived with people
who took shortcuts, but now...

I don't want anything to do with it anymore.
- Is that why you'll tell me who did it?

Yes, there's only one person
who could do something like...

Rick, it's me. They've...

Penny, where...

Penny?

You've recognized her voice.
She's standing next to me.

Nothing has happened to her yet.
You, filthy...

You won't get her back
with name calling.

If I'm correct, you have
the film at the moment.

I have an interesting proposition.

Stop it. Where and when?

You'll find out tomorrow morning.

I'm sure you're smart enough
not to go to the police.

You look pretty bad.
- They killed Celia and got Penny.

I'll explain later.

They want the film.
Do you still have it?

I'll bring it tonight.
Can't I come too? I'll beat them...

Impossible,

How's Lilly?
- They say she'll be alright.

Is she there?

I'll see you tonight.

OK.
- Good luck.

Can you hear me?

I want to ask you something.

Before the accident, there was
someone in your dressing room.

Stop it.

Lord...
- I thought he'd look much different.

Police Inspector.

You're becoming more and more
interesting to us.

Your traces have been found
in Hank's studio.

You were at Lilly's reception.

Ed Swaan's a friend of yours.

You were in the dressing room,
just before the attack.

And now you're interrogating the victim.

Maybe you want to take over
my investigation.

Talk this way, young lady.

It was Lou.
In the dressing room.

Lou Sayer, the journalist.
- Yes, I know.

What else?

Lou...

Beemster...

Mill
...

The singing Vink sisters.

A mill in the Beemster?
- A second house.

Lucky man.

Bye, nurse.

I'm expecting you at my office
tomorrow morning.

We'll have a good talk.

And you can meet your friend
Sayer as well.

Thank God there's the police.

Everything alright?

There's the pinball king.

Yes?

Molly or Dolly?

Molly.
- Very good.

Why are you here?

I believe Lou Sayer is here.

No, you're wrong.
- Anybody there?

Where are you going? Can't you see?
-

Look at that.

That looks nice.

Tarzan.

Go away!

I'm Lord. Criminal Investigation.

Mr. Sayer.

Can you tell me
what are you doing here?

I'm trying to get
some peace and quiet here.

Nice and cozy, the three of you.

Lou always comes here after
an important interview.

We help him relax.

Also after the attempted murder
of Lilly Marischka?

I have nothing to do with that.

You were seen backstage,
just before the attempt.

What's wrong with that?
I'm her manager.

It was purely a business discussion.

Purely business?
- Yes, of course.

You didn't discuss the film
you made with Turpin?

What are you on about?
- You know very well.

Who gave you the order?
- Why would I tell you?

No!

Who gave you that order?
Quickly or I'll arrest you as you are.

OK, I'll tell you.
It was all Van Halsden's idea.

If my old mother saw this, she'd faint.

It's the worst for my pigeons.

They don't know where I am.

Where are we?
- Can't you smell?

This is an old bakery, where they're
hiding and keep store their porn.

They locked me up here all night.
- At least you didn't get bored.

Celia has been killed.

What?

That's impossible.

Impossible? It's true.

They just found out.
The house has been sealed off.

I came here straight away.

I can't...

You weren't that close to her.

Bastard, are you saying...

Who else? Lou?

Or those two?

Did you hear that?
My sister got killed.

And this bastard tries...

Sit down.

Who's the boss here?

I am.
- Wrong. We are.

Bloody...

You were making a film to sell.

He made it to blackmail people.
And you weren't allowed to know that.

But you both forgot to combine the two.

That's what we're going to do.

Without any killing.
The way it should be done.

Have you forgotten who's paying you?

No, you are.
- But so is he.

We'll be right back.

Now what do we do?
- Do as I do.

And what do I yell?
- Anything.

And now what?

Have you got the film?

Bloody hell, now what?

Van Halsden fled
and we're chasing the twins.

How did you find us?
- Am I your mate or not?

Well then.

Your sister's puss.

They found out after all.
- What?

I put a Disney movie in the canister.

Their movie is at the bottom
of the canal.

Look, their car.

There.

You stay here.

Rick, watch it!

Now what do we do?

Come on.

What are you doing?

Wait.

Yes, it's working.
- I'll be damned.

How do you close the door?
- I don't know.

There.
- There they are.

Look in front of you
and go faster.

There they are.

Max, faster. Goddammit.

Faster, Max.

FULL

There are people on the rails.
- Shut up.

But look.
- Shut up, asshole.

Are you out of your mind?

Careful!

That was my mother.

That was my mother.

To the back, old tram fart.

Go back with that thing.

To the front.

Go!

And backwards.

Hold on. There we go.

Get out.

Meathead.

Stay here.

Where are you going?

I guess that's how you looked
when you killed Hank.

And him.

And Celia.

Turpin.

In your own interest...

Come down.

The studio has been surrounded.

Now we quickly go home,
before those tramps beat us to it.

Well Punk, too afraid again?

I'll give you a ride home.