All language subtitles for The Daughter I a Woman Part III xx

A little pause.

..

and we are back.

Dear Bertie, I'm writing to you now,
even though you'll be home next week.

I've been thinking of you ever since a girl
your age was brought into the hospital.

She was suffering drug hallucinations.

No.

Oh, no.

Good evening, Sue.

No, Leo.

Do you think you live here?

Yes, tonight.

I'm taking time off from the wife and the
family.

Save your jokes.

I'm not in the mood.

No, but you will be.

Come on.

Do me a favor.

Go.

Not a chance.

What have I got to say?

This evening I don't want to see anybody.

Save.

Be still.

It won't do any good to raise a fuss.

I keep thinking of that drug patient
today.

17-year-old girl.

The last patient I had was only 13.

A totally hopeless addict.

Naturally, you feel something.

But when you permit
those feelings to grow, you'll

get so upset you'll have
to blow your brains out.

Won't be sent to a sanatorium.

Then it shouldn't matter to us?

Nope.

Nothing should matter but this.

No.

None for me, Leo.

You love whiskey, and all I know it.

Only one drink.

Here you are.

Ah, for you.

Come on.

Like me.

Or...

I wish you'd do as the doctor orders you.

That medicine will make you much better.

You're hopeless.

Why do we go on like this?

Because you love me.

You don't really imagine that it's
anything like that.

Well, you feel something for me.

An attraction.

I feel exactly the same.

Not a bad feeling.

And for the time being, well, it's enough.

Exactly.

It's cool.

It's cool.

Don't hang back.

Keep right up with me.

Come on now.

Okay.

Hi.

It's cold.

No, no.

You've got to do better than that.

Come on.

Come on.

I almost forgot.

What?

I brought you a present.

You did?

Where's my bag?

There.

Here.

Take a look.

How do you like it, eh?

What have you got there?

A mechanical massager.

The answer to every woman's prayer.

It's the expensive model.

Battery operated with three speeds.

Ah, you can laugh.

But do you know how many are sold in this
country today?

No.

No.

Over 400,000.

I don't believe it.

Yeah, that's right.

And I'm beginning to worry.

You won't need any of us in the future.

Ah, pay attention.

You know what this is called?

Uh-oh.

Ah, great idea.

A massager.

A busybody.

It's got a lot of uses.

It's also supposed to mix cocktails.

The ad says so.

It's advertised?

Oh, see if, see if you're not keeping up
with the events.

Now, look here.

You read this paper every day,
I'll bet.

In front, news stories.

And inside, we find... pictures,
market closing, cultural stuff.

Books, ah, theater, films.

A few articles.

And ads for buying things on time.

Followed by some sports.

And here, at last, but not least.

See?

An entire page on sex.

From pornography down to books,
magazines, pictures.

Sex clubs.

Group sex?

Massage clubs.

Clinics.

Everything the heart can desire.

Well, maybe not the heart, exactly.

I never noticed.

Believe it.

We live in a very broad-minded little
country.

No censorship.

None at all.

Even if we're not a big power in the world,
we've taken the lead in the sex revolution.

I believe in progress.

I'm glad.

Wait a minute.

I have another present for you.

No, no, no.

I can only bring the���obuy to the least.

It's better we sound?

We're better, because we're in stereo公
Talk voice.

We're better, because we're sterrophonic
sound.

What are you doing here?

Why didn't you phone me to let me know you
decided to come early?

I could have...

If only you'd phoned, I would have gone to
meet you and...

Instead you just... How could I have
known?

Well, if only you'd called.

Birte, it's all right.

I can explain it to you.

So explain it then.

You mustn't feel like this.

There's nothing wrong about it,
dear.

And the man?

A friend.

You love him, Mother?

No.

Are you going to marry him?

God forbid marriage.

Well, I guess I'll be going.

Good night.

Good night.

Oh, Mother, you might introduce us.

Pardon me, of course.

This is Dr. Leo Smith, and she is my
daughter.

Birte.

Just arrived from Switzerland.

Your daughter?

Uh-huh.

Say hello to Dr. Smith.

We both work at the laboratory.

Well, this is a pleasure.

You didn't tell me you had a daughter.

You have one, too.

I even know her name.

It's Greta, I think.

We have the same instructor.

Then you know her.

Oh, yeah.

I've talked with her.

She's a pretty girl and very nice.

I must be running along.

Goodbye again.

Doctor, tell me, you love Greta's mother,
I suppose.

How dare you?

Yes, I love her very much, Birte.

In fact, we have two other daughters and a
boy as well.

However, that's my business.

Good night.

I can't understand you, Mother.

You're seeing him.

Yes?

Come in.

It's about that journal I'd like to
borrow.

Oh, yes.

Okay, here it is.

Thank you.

What's the matter?

Is there something wrong?

No.

Why?

Where's that smile?

You're usually smiling.

Come and show me you can smile.

Well, it's a mess, isn't it?

What do you mean, Doctor?

I mean what happened last night.

Please, Leo, the whole thing is a mess.

Let's not talk about it.

That's easy for you to say.

But it could end my marriage.

How close is she to my daughter?

Are they friends?

Will she tell Greta all about it?

If you go on raving like this,
I won't listen to you.

Well, I'm sorry.

But in my position, what would you do?

This thing didn't happen to you alone.

I also stand to lose a lot.

What do you mean?

Birte is my daughter.

She is very young and coming across us
that way is a shock, let's face it.

I tried hard to protect her and spent my
money to educate Birte.

She's as important to me as your marriage
is to you.

I know that all right.

But you're young and unmarried.

What's it to her?

Understand her views about me.

To anybody 17, all mothers are old.

I am absolutely forbidden to have a
natural sex life.

It's very immoral, wicked, revolting.

You and I are different everybody.

You and I are equal.

You and I are equal.

I

only take good care of myself.

I don't have much time.

I can't give her much in life.

But I tried to protect him.

But she wouldn't tell her mother.

Don't be silly.

You're a good person.

And you're one of the most beautiful women
I know.

No more of that.

But you are.

Intelligent, cool, sexy.

You'd meet for men.

And what good is that done?

That can happen to Bert.

You there, freak out.

Those hopheads, everyone's a big fairy.

Sure, they enjoy being beaten.

Thanks for your holes.

Theater?

Theater?

Theater?

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Stand here beside Sonny Boy, will you,
while I go and open my Rainmaker.

In other words, I have to go pee.

Hi.

Hello.

Your first time here?

Ah, not more than your second time,
is it?

No, I come here often.

That's funny, I don't remember seeing you
here before.

You come here often?

Well, I don't know if you call it often,
I come here often.

I came here with my sister, Lisa,
the go-go girl.

I came over here to study.

You know, that's why I'm over here.

That's enough of that.

She's my girl.

Reiter.

We

don't want Yankees here, man.

Where did she disappear?

Come on, stop dragging behind.

This is great.

This is life.

Lisa.

What?

Would you happen to know where those
hippies hang out?

Why do you ask?

No reason.

I just like to have the address if you
have it.

Are you on the hunt?

On the hunt?

Yeah, for some pot of hashish or some
other shit.

Oh, come on.

If I were after that, I could easily get
at the hospital, don't you think?

Yeah, I suppose you're right.

What is it you're after?

After?

Oh, I just want to see their hangout.

Sniff the atmosphere.

I'm going to be a psychiatrist,
remember?

Stefan.

I believe they hang out in the condemned
building in Princess Gelda.

But I'm not quite sure.

Can I borrow your car?

Are you going there tonight?

Uh-huh.

What's the matter with you?

It's straight hash.

Nothing mixed into it.

Come on.

You'll get a charge.

That's it.

Now, draw it down in your lungs.

Hold it inside you for a while.

You'll forget everything that's wrong with
this damn world.

War, violence, money.

It's 18 karat shit, huh?

Yeah.

Sometimes I dream of being raped by a
gorilla.

An enormous, hideous, anthropoid ape.

Inside a cellar full of water.

Rising up over us.

We almost drown.

Would you like to be beaten?

I'd like it.

I hate violence.

Only I would like to be beaten.

Be flogged, front and back.

In the moonlight.

As a dog nearby howls.

By a graveyard.

Watching.

Watching us.

My God.

Wow.

What a night.

What a night.

My

heart is beating like a terrible rock.

Stop it!

Hey.

It's the girl we lost.

The woman is a lesbian.

What?

What do you mean?

I know what a lesbian is.

I took a picture with her.

With her purse.

Give me the picture.

It's mine.

Here's yours.

God, take a look at that body.

What a doll.

Give that to me.

Give it to me.

Give that to me.

Are you really a lesbian?

Does this belong to you?

All right, you butt off.

Wouldn't you rather stay with me?

She's not much.

Hey, wait.

Go to hell, you damn American pig.

Hey, get that lesbian out of here.

Hey, relax.

Now, come on and drink this.

Come on.

It'll relax you.

I hate you.

Stop it.

You're hysterical.

I hate you.

I hate you.

Jesus Christ, be quiet.

Stefan, have you gone mad?

She... she was getting hysterical.

I'd be hysterical, too, if I were in her
place.

No, you don't understand.

I wonder.

I'll say to her that he doesn't harm you
anymore.

I haven't tried to harm her.

I've tried to help her.

You certainly take liberties.

First you tried to rape her, now you're
nosing through her things.

I was trying to help her.

I could tell she was going to end up in a
mess.

Since when the hell have you become so
philanthropic?

I'm not philanthropic.

I happen to maybe be in love with her.

In love?

Yes, with Gilda S.

Ruth.

At least I know her name.

Have you forgotten that you're a Negro?

So what else is new?

And you really think she'll have you?

Yes, maybe for a night.

Black men are supposed
to be, uh... well-equipped.

Look, Lisa, I'm in love.

Oh, you are?

And suppose you have children that are
accepted by no one.

Stephan, when one is black, one doesn't
have interracial children.

Is that why you've become a lesbian?

I won't have children, neither black nor
mixed.

Well, I happen to think that's a twisted
and hysterical point of view.

That's because you're so naive and
idealistic.

Who's that?

Your type, perhaps.

I mean, I happen to know the lady.

I can fix you up.

But you'll have to promise to keep your
hands off the little girl in there.

Do you realize how cruel you are right
now?

Excuse me for disturbing you like this,
Mrs. Holmes, but I have to speak to you.

Yes, if you can make it quick.

Do you know a girl named Gilda S.

Ruth?

Has something happened to her?

No.

Do you know where she is?

Yes.

Where is she?

Before I answer that, I'd like to know how
well you know her.

She's my daughter.

Your daughter?

Yes.

Why, she never mentioned anything.

Yes.

Where is she?

What's happened to her?

Nothing's happened to her.

Where is she?

Relax.

She's at my place.

At your apartment?

Yes.

Has she been there all night?

Yes.

Where are you going?

I'm going to get her, of course.

Oh, no, you're not.

And why not, may I ask?

Let's talk.

Let's talk about Bietta.

What do you know about Bietta?

What do you know about her?

Here's a clean towel.

Here, put this on.

Let's eat now.

Aren't you going to eat?

Yes.

Why do you keep staring at me?

I can understand him.

Who?

Poor little Stefan.

He's very much in love with you.

Didn't you know that?

No.

What's wrong?

Don't you like him?

Because he's a negro?

No.

It has nothing to do with that.

Why then?

He's a kind and intelligent person.

Furthermore, he wants to marry you.

Marry me?

He told me so.

I'm never going to marry him or anyone
else.

Ever.

Why?

Because I hate men.

They're so brutal and vulgar.

Have you ever slept with a man?

Never.

And... a woman?

No.

Then what about...

her?

Isn't she the one you're really in love
with?

Take a really good look.

It's my mother!

I'm sorry.

I loved her.

But now...

I hate her.

I despise her.

I despise her.

What is she?

A sex-mad bitch.

Who only thinks of men, men, men.

She liked doing that.

You can see by the look of her eyes.

Posing for that.

That piece of trashy pornography.

She's a whore.

She's a whore.

She's a whore.

She's a whore.

What's that?

You hate the hippies, don't you?

Yeah.

Why?

Because they're fairies.

They call us fascists.

Yet they are a bunch of stinking
communists who don't do a thing.

Not only that, but daring them to fight
shows everyone how scared they are.

And we get mentioned in the papers showing
everyone how tough we are.

See what I mean?

They let black boys into their hangouts.

Then you don't feel that they should mix
with blacks.

Anybody feel they should?

School teachers do.

Ah, the teachers.

What do you mean?

They've got one thought, summer vacation.

But why the hell did you come here?

You need some pot?

He's a TV fag announcer.

Just as I thought.

A very abnormal type.

Ha, ha, ha.

He's a TV fag.

He's sumptuous.

Not to mention that he's a black boy.

Oh really?

Why?

Well, the fact is that he's a black boy.

Ha, ha, ha.

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your mother.

Do you know her?

We work at the same hospital.

Really?

Are you going home tonight?

Why not?

Why should I?

Because she's worrying about you.

I

want to make one thing quite clear.

We are peace-loving people and we have
nothing against you.

But if our girls prefer to sleep with
strangers instead of us...

Then we might have to do something about
it.

You've got ten seconds to get back to your
table.

Who are you threatening, man?

Stick around.

You have a fight on your hands.

Wait!

Come back, you!

Don't go!

You're crying.

Why?

Because people are so mean and cruel.

I didn't think it was possible.

You mean what happened here tonight?

Yes.

It's nothing.

But we are in Denmark.

It can't happen.

It happens every minute of the day.

All over the world.

But how can you be so calm?

It's not being calm.

It's just getting used to it.

What happens in this country is nothing.

Why is life so ugly?

Right now, it looks very beautiful.

Beautiful?

Why?

Because I love you.

Stefan, don't say that.

I love you.

I never thought I could feel this way.

So...

You're a racist, too.

You reject me because of my color.

You're a racist, too.

Do you think something happened to Lisa?

Lisa?

I wasn't afraid something might have
happened to you.

How did you get away from them?

I ran.

I had to come to see if you were all
right.

What a fool I've been.

Here I've been working side by side with a
beautiful woman.

A beautiful, natural woman who loves men.

I can see it in her face.

Who are you talking about?

Vieira's mother.

Where are you going?

Over there.

I'm not wanted here.

No!

You're staying right here.

He will do it.

Go over to her and...
And go to bed with her.

Is that what you're trying to say?

And what about it?

Have you forgotten what you said about her
this afternoon?

Stop it!

I can understand his being sexually
attracted to her.

Any man would be.

Perhaps you are too.

And so are you.

She's the only one you really want to go
to bed with.

That's a lie!

It's a lie!

She's in love with you.

You're crazy.

I never heard anything so sick.

Just imagine if she were lying beside us
right now.

Wouldn't that be fantastic?

I'd like to have her.

Wouldn't you?

Instead, she's lying beside Stefan.

I wonder if he's enjoying it.

Just imagine.

You...

her...

and me.

Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Oh, come on.

Why do you think she
carries that provocative

photograph of you
around in her pocketbook?

Think about her when he kisses you.

You don't understand her.

What's happened?

Tell me that you love me.

Tell me, Stefan.

I love you.

How do I feel?

Finnie, for your thoughts?

I have the feeling I'm being loved for the
first time in my life.

But your mother loves you.

No, she never loved me.

What's your order?

Two coffees, please.

What's that?

Oh, two coffees.

Yeah, we have that.

And besides the coffee, cream pie,
homemade cake, layer cake, layer cake,

white bread with a little cheese.

It's good.

Are you hungry?

No.

No, she's not hungry, huh?

How about something a little stronger?

Cognac or brandy?

She'd like a drop.

Oh, she doesn't like liquor, huh?

No, just two coffees.

Just two coffees.

Yeah, yeah.

Pardon me.

Both of them black out a bit.

That's what it is.

He's a nice fellow.

Two coffees for table four.

Carl, look at that.

Isn't that beautiful when you see a nice
couple in love?

For God's sake.

You think they love each other, that
girl and that colored... He loves her.

But you don't understand love.

If that's love, I'll take beer.

We were talking about your mother.

She gave me a lot of expensive presents
when I was a little girl.

Later it was expensive clothes.

And then she sent me to the best private
schools in Switzerland.

But she never gave me love.

When I was home on holidays, I always felt
I wasn't wanted.

She seemed relieved when I left.

Sounds typical of many parents.

Just too busy with themselves.

What were your parents like?

I didn't know my father.

But my mother gave me all the love of the
world.

It's not easy, you know, being a little
black boy raised in a... a white man's world.

Hey, how would you like to come to New
York as my wife?

Me?

I think my family would like you.

Especially if you learn to cook soul food.

What is soul food?

Oh, chitlins.

Candied yams.

Black-eyed peas.

Hog mauls.

Okay, I learned that.

If you'll read Hans Christian Andersen for
the kids in Danish.

It's a deal.

Why do you love me?

Well, when I saw your skinny legs and your
crossed eyes...

and those big, buck teeth, I said,
now, that's the girl for me.

Please, be serious.

I don't know.

It's...

It's not easy to...

to describe why you love someone.

It's... It's all magic.

How will it be for us in America?

I think we have a chance.

I mean, we're the new generation.

We're not tied up with those racial
hang-ups.

We'll have to fight, but we'll make it.

Do you have a room?

Huh?

A room.

A room?

Yes.

A room?

No.

You don't have any rooms here at all?

No.

No.

You know what the hell he wants?

A double room.

So?

It's vacant.

I know that.

But we can't rent to them.

I told him no.

Hmm.

Yeah.

Huh.

Yeah, but...

Thank you.

This is nice.

You know, you've got the bluest eyes I've
ever seen.

That mole on your cheek, that means the
angels kissed you.

Do you say that to all the girls?

Yeah.

Wait a minute.

It won't work that way.

Let's... Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Me first, then you next, okay?

Okay.

Say that one more time.

Ooh...

Success.

There you go.

Hmm, thank you.

No.

You have such soft skin.

I like your skin much better.

Thank you.

Good luck.

Thank you.

A marriage always takes me back.

Look, they're coming.

Ever think of going with the black?

You know, everyone says, that they're just
beautiful.

I've got no use for them.

In my opinion, that's perverted.

Good morning.

Good morning.

This one's for Siv.

Siv.

Your daughter has just married a fine
young man.

And a good friend.

He's intelligent, gifted, very personable.

In fact, the one man for Birta.

I'm drinking to him.

Now drink and wish them health and
happiness in the future.

Oh, I loathe myself.

What are you crying about?

You know, I imagined myself so very
tolerant.

Why should it be any different now?

What you say is quite right.

He's intelligent.

And he adores her.

But deep down, I've married somebody else.

Birta's my daughter.

And he's a negro.