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"Nightmares" are like flashes of lightning,
dreams
that appear in my mind.
They're
ideas I have before falling asleep,
and then I film them straightaway the next day.
This is a red-light "Nightmare."
Deep red-light!
It's not very risqué,
but the idea
is risqué. It's called
"To Love and To Die."
A stranger
enters Gloria's house.
What do you want?!
Go away!
And he beats her.
He beats her violently.
And even rapes her.
While Gloria endures it, she thinks
about only one thing:
"You might be wearing a mask, damn you, but I'll find you!
I'll find you and I'll kill you!
You bastard!
I'll find out who you are and I'll kill you!"
The next day, Gloria is already at work,
calm and with precision.
She has to discover who it was.
And she's lucky, because
she learns that in the area where she lives
everyone is away because it's summer.
Everyone
except for the three men who live in that house.
Putting her plan into action,
Gloria procures an invite from the three.
But which of the three was it?
Who was it?
Who was that masked man?
There's only one way to find out:
get each of them to make love to her.
She clearly remembers every little detail.
She'll definitely recognize him.
So she uses trickery
to seduce them.
Piero is the first.
But it isn't him.
Go away!
Sauro is the second.
Get lost, you're disgusting!
Fabrizio is the third.
Yes! It was him!
It was you, you Pig!
The nightmare's over!
It's finished.
How did she recognize him?
Didn't you guess?
Something obscene?
Yes.
Any volunteers for "Nightmares"?
You won't have to endure carnal violence, obviously.
Men, women, youngsters.
Normal people, strange people,
I can dream you all.
And we've received a lot of volunteers
for this nightmare, isn't that right?
There they are!
We've made a poster. Look at all these interesting faces.
A thought for the night?
More than the sun,
more than the beach,
more than love itself, I love the rain.
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