All language subtitles for Porno! (1981)

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Maria Helena,
what do you think of virgins?

Virgins? You mean virgin girls?

Yeah.

Are you asking that
because I'm a virgin?

At least that's what
they say in school.

That's nonsense.

I'm still in high school because
I prefer virgins, get it?

I getit.

I also know why you fail every year.
You're still in eighth grade.

That's right.
At least there are virgins there.

You should cut it out.
You're failing school for this nonsense.

It's a little desire.
It's not nonsense.

Let's focus on studying instead.

You got it.

- Wait, Bia.
- Come on, Maria Helena.

- Wait.
-Comeon.

Dang, Bia.
Take it easy. Wait.

Come on.

- You're always rushing.
- No, you're too slow.

I'll shut the gate
to keep the dogs out.

Man, I sure am tired.

From what?
We haven't done anything today.

For me, just going to school
is a huge drag.

- Come on, don't whine.
- It's cool.

Looks like nobody's home.

- Where's your family?
- It's Friday.

And what does that mean?

Well, first of all,
the servants have the day off.

Second, when Mom leaves her office,
she goes to Dad's office.

Third, then they go to the movies.

Fourth, then they go to dinner.

At dinner,
they talk about their day...

all the gossip and bullshit.

Fifth, they come home.

And that's around
10:30 or 11:00.

Sometimes, they decide to go to a club,
and get back around 6:00 in the morning.

- It's always like that?
- Every Friday.

So what do you do?
Don't you eat dinner?

I go by the snack bar downstairs.

What a drag.

Well, shall we dig in?

Maria Helena.
Do you really want to study?

It's your problem.
Study or flunk it.

- This sucks.
- Don't be lazy, Bia. Let's go.

- Where are we going to work?
- You think you can force me?

Where should we start?

Didn't you say you were
terrible in Portuguese?

That's right.
I'm really terrible in Portuguese.

But on the other hand,
I'm great at English.

So let's start there.

- It's about this writer here.
- Let's see.

Lygia Fagundes Telles.

Seems a little heavy
for alittle mind like yours.

Really?

Did she write pornography?

No, her work is more sensual,
more ludic.

- Nudist?
- No, Bia. Pay attention.

Look, it's “Lu.” “Ludic.”

The vibration between bodies,
nothing to do with pornography.

I prefer pornography.

Then let me ask.
What do you mean?

Dad has some books over there.

It's great literature.

There are more pictures than words.

They're hidden away.

But I know where they are.

- Do you want to see?
- You bet.

Great, I really didn't
feel like studying.

You're so lazy!

Come on, Maria Helena.
Promise you won't tell anyone.

- I'm mute and blind.
- Not anyone.

Don't worry. I won't tell anyone.

There are some spicy things
from Denmark, Sweden, Holland.

Scandinavian literature?

Look at this. Good!

That's not the Scandinavian
literature I know.

- Come on. Look at these cool pictures.
- Hold on.

These must be much better.

It's all in English.

That doesn't matter.

Look at these girls here.
They're Italian.

We won't understand a thing.

The pictures are what matters.
Filth is the same everywhere.

- Which one is that?
- Let me have a look.

“Erotic Art of China.”

Those drawings are just
as nasty as these photos.

- Not so much.
- Yeah, they are.

There's something for every taste.
No shortage of that.

I don't think so.

Look how cool.

There must be much more
elevated literature over here.

“Erotic Aspects of Japanese Culture.”

“The Book of Pleasure.”

“Ethnology of the Reproductive Sense.”

“Love throughout Humanity.”

“Autoeroticism.”

“Kama Sutra.”

- “The Golden Lotus.”
- That's enough.

That's enough to keep us happy.

I have to go pee.

What is it?

Nothing.
I just like to watch.

How crude.

But I like it.

It gives me a little...

A little what?

A little something
between the legs.

You're such a pervert!

It would be nice to look at these
with my boyfriend.

No, I don't think so.

No?

Wouldnt it make you excited?

With a man?

I just remembered.

You don't have a boyfriend.

I don't. It's not my style.

Why not?

- Is there a problem?
- Not at all.

That's not an answer.
Every girl has a boyfriend.

Every girl but me.

At your age, the ones who don't
are looking for one.

-I don't have one and I'm not looking.
- Why not?

Damn, Maria Helena.
Why so many questions?

You want to know the truth?

I'm not interested.

You don't like men?

You know, don't you?

I know, it's not your style.

Don't do that.

So good.

So white.

Gosh, I forgot to take off my skirt.

- You forgot what?
- It's getting wrinkled.

This business of the servants' day off
on Fridays just gives me work.

So what they say about you is true?

Who says what?

Nedia, Mathilde, Audine.

You know they don't like me.

They say you're the boy of the group.

Man, I'm getting sick of that crap.

I didn't deny that I like girls.

Damn, girl.
Get a load of this.

Let me see.

Huge dicks.

This one is artificial.
It can't be real.

- Bia, you're tickling me.
- Do you like it?

It's strange.

What if somebody comes?

Maria Helena, I told you
that nobody's coming.

We'll be alone until tonight.

- Are you sure?
- Take this off.

Come on.

So good.

I got you.

No.

I want it so bad.

-Itwon't hurt.
- No.

Ifyou let me,
I would go all the way.

Bia, it's good precisely because
we don't go all the way.

I've got my ways
to make it happen.

It's a very special situation.
It's unforgettable.

You would never want
your boyfriend again.

I'm sure of it.

And you?
Would you keep flunking?

Of course not.

1d have lost my virginity.

1d have gone all the way.

1d really be like a man.

And every year,
1 would pass in school.

Who knows? Maybe my mom and dad
would pay a little more attention to me.

So you bring home girls
so you'll be found out.

No, not at all.

1 bring home girls
because I like it.

That's much better, for pleasure.

-So?
-Let's see.

- My hair is so dry.
-It's horrible.

- Just look.
- Damn.

You need to change shampoos.

I'll get it.

Are you trying to burn my ass?

- Did I burn you?
- What do you think?

Hot thing in a cold place!

This one's a bore.

And this one here?

Do we really need this?

We already proved we don't.

Attention!

Did we really prove it?

Yes, we did.

But, Bia.

This is just funny.
Funny, nothing more.

Okay, okay. I'll look.

- Funny.
- Let me see.

Very funny.

Cool, eh?

Oh, it's a vibrator.

I know what a vibrator is.
Did you?

- Yeah, there's one in here.
-You've got one?

Not me, Mom does.

You're mom uses one of those?
What about your dad?

No, silly.
She uses it to massage her face.

- It looks like something else.
- But it works for something else.

I know it does.

You want to see?

It's the special method
I told you about.

You'll never forget it.

My mom bought it at the Home Show.

I always wanted to use this.

On yourself?

Not on myself.

Use it like it was mine,
like I had one, get it?

Come.

I'll go nice and slow.

I can't stand it.

Itwon't hurt.

Of course it won't hurt.

What's wrong?

What's the matter?

What, you aren't a virgin?

What, you prejudiced?

I'm not a virgin at all, girl.

There's always prejudice
against those who aren't.

You dummy.

You traitor! Slut!

I thought I was gonna be the man.

It would have been my first hymen.

I fooled you,
you dummy.

I was gonna be the man.

I'm a woman already.

You'll have to try again
with your classmates.

Flunk another year,
read lots of dirty magazines.

What do you think
I've got a boyfriend for?

Come here.

Come here?

- We have to make a decision.
- I agree.

Tell me something.

What?

What decision?

The first thing
is to know who you are.

Sorry, but your name is—

Ilona.

-Isn't that a Hungarian name?
- But I'm not.

Now I'll introduce myself.
My name is Romano.

And you're not a Roman.
I'm not Hungarian.

Okay. You still haven't told me
where to take you.

- That party was a drag, huh?
- You think?

Yeah, boring.

- But you stayed till the end.
- Because I met you.

- I was going to leave early when—
- When you met me.

Yeah, that's right.

-It's all good then.
- Not exactly.

Here we are. It's a new day
and I don't know what to do.

I don't believe
you lack the imagination.

I have to take you somewhere.

Look, you know something?

Take me wherever you want.

Ilona, are you married?

Romano, I haven't asked you
a single question.

Can we leave it at that?

All right.

You live here? Alone?

This is my house.
The two servants are off today.

What do you think?

It'll do.

It'll do?
My friends think it's beautiful.

Small talk.

What's going on?

Let's hear it.

Now's not the time
to discuss the decor.

I getit.

I hope so.

You take me for a fool.

You know, that's exactly
what I was thinking.

- That I'm a fool?
- No, that you take me for a fool.

Then we're even.

- Let's hear it.
- What?

What it is that you want.

Why should I want something?

Because you do.

Or maybe you're—

Oh, yeah?
That's what you think I am?

What do you want me to think?

You didn't touch me.
You didn't kiss me.

You didn't even try to tease me.
Nothing.

That's what you were hoping for?

Romano, you're so irritating.

Who knows? Maybe I don't like
the usual things, right, llona?

You don't like what?

The usual things,
to make love first.

I think sex can also be
a mechanical and tedious thing.

Oh, my God.
I'm so stupid.

I should have known.

Known what?

That you're a pervert.

What?

I don't know.

What do you know about perverts?

Who are you after all?
A therapist, a shrink? Or a sick man?

I'm a normal guy.

You know what my maid does
when a guy says that?

How should I know?

She does this.

- What does it mean?
- Yeah, pretty bad.

What's pretty bad?

Your pecker there.

Look here, Romano.
If I know anything about this...

it looks like it didn't perk up.

Damn, girl.
You're really nasty.

My maid's never wrong.

She said there's always
a part of a woman's body...

that makes a man react instantly.

The legs, the butt...

the breasts, for example.

I'm not gonna play your game.

What's your game?
Making fun of me?

On the contrary.

I have great hopes for you.

Come on, Romano.

So what do you like
the most in a woman?

Virtue.

What was that?

I said “virtue.”

Look. You know there's
great pleasure in virtue?

Are you trying to say something?
You calling me a tramp?

No, I'm just saying you don't know
everything about sex like you think you do.

Okay. And you do.

Make yourself at home.
I'll be right back.

Wait.

You're leaving
so I can get undressed. Am I right?

No, you're wrong.

Stay exactly as you are.

If you'd like a drink, help yourself.

Today is not my day.

What a son of a bitch.

Where the hell did the guy go?

Hey.

You took too long.
You've got bad manners.

Where were you?

Right here.
Waiting for you like an idiot.

I was looking for you.

Okay.

You took a shower.
You changed your clothes.

Now you can take me home.

No.

No? You think I go around
dressed like this?

But, Ilona, we still
don't know each other.

So I'll send you
an X-ray of my body.

Then you can get to know me intimately,
every little bit.

You still don't get it.

In the 12 hours we've been together,
nothing has happened between us.

If there's something
to understand, say it.

With you, we get dumber
by the minute.

Listen.

First, go get comfortable. Then take
a shower and change clothes, okay?

I don't have anything to change into.

If you were another man,
you would love that.

Why?

Because I'd have to go naked.

- That won't be necessary.
-No?

No.

After your shower,
put on these clothes, okay?

How about it?

I'll be waiting in the living room.

This just can't be.

Goddamn it.

Either this guy is a good lay...

or he likes cocks.

Either this girl is rich
or she makes bank.

What is this?

This just can't be.

What a fucker.

Surprised?

What does this mean?

Discreet and virtuous clothing,
as you can see.

Do you take me for that kind?

Think about it.
Won't it be great?

I want to enjoy your virtues.

You want to know something?

I haven't got a single virtue.

I put out more times
than you can count.

In fact, I've already put out
more than my mother...

my grandmother,
and great grandmother together.

And if you want,
I can throw in my aunts to boot.

Calm down.
I know you like it.

How can I calm down
in this situation?

Keep in mind the merits of virtue.

I promise you paradise. Okay?

Great, Archangel Gabriel.

Let's see where this charade takes us.

It will be divine.
I promise you.

I'll wait for you downstairs.

I must've been cursed by my mom.

Come, my saint.

Come.

Fucking hell of a saint.

No, let me adore you.

Come, my lady.

Come.

I've waited so long
for this moment, my lady.

My saint.

I want to kiss your hands.

And your feet.

Might as well kiss my pussy.

What little feet.

Oh, my sister.

Should I take off this skirt?

You'll run out of air down there.

No, this is good.

Finally.

Stay nice and still.

Let me take this thing off.

No.

No.

- Hurry up, then.
- No.

What an ass.

Wait.

Just alittle.

Take it off.

Go.

You're forgiven. I liked it.

It was a real pleasure.

It was the pleasure of virtue.

This is your present, my sister.

Thank you, my bishop.

Oops.

Excuse my curiosity.

But why did you want to keep
the clothes? As a souvenir?

No.

To continue practicing
the pleasure of virtue.

I know who you are.

What exactly is your name?

Marcos.

I'm Marcos.

Me too.

How about now?

Now your're nobody.

You don't have a face anymore.

You always have a face,
like every other person.

No.

You don't have a face at all.

You and the others.

Only the eyes of Diana.

The bitch that spread
your eyes all over the house.

Only to spy on me.

But I'll put an end to that.

She'll see that I'm not afraid,

She'll see right now.

Please, my love.

Come on, Marcos.

I did it.

You're totally blind.

Those damn mirrors
can't spy on me anymore.

I went blind too.

Don't be a child.
I can see you behind the door.

-You can see me?
- Yes.

My eyes have opened anew.

But they're covered.

That's what you think.

Check.

Come.

I just want to bathe
so I can sleep.

That's all?

You always lie.

Your nonsense is irritating.
Come. I'm waiting.

It worked once...

but now I know your trick.

Look at the other mirror
there behind you.

I can see, Marcos.

Come. I'm tired.
I want my bath so I can sleep.

Comein.

The door is open.

Are you still dressed?

- No!
- What is it?

Don't turn out the light.

In the dark,
the mirrors are blind.

In the dark,
the mirrors are blind.

Diana, Diana.

In the dark,
the mirrors are blind.

Excuse me.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Your tea.

Thank you, Ruda.

Miss Diana, we need a maid
and a gardener.

I'll call the agency so that
they provide for it immediately.

You're overburdened.

No, not that much.

I just think we need
more people around here.

Every day when I listen to the radio
and read the papers...

there are crimes,
robberies, muggings.

My God, it's horrible.

But I have Marcos.

He never leaves the house.

He seems a bit scared.

Scared?

You can see it plain as day.

Oh, sorry.

Nonsense.

I know Marcos.

I know very well what he is.

I know him better than anyone
who has perfect sight.

- Ruda.
-Yes?

Turn off the tape when you leave.

Yes, ma'am.
Excuse me.

Silly, you picked the worst place
in the world to go.

Mr. Marcos.

Yes, Ruda.

Want me to bring your coffee?

No, I'll be right down.

- You know what a grasshopper is?
- A grasshopper?

- Oh, those nasty little pests.
- Nasty?

That's what I think.

The grasshopper is from
the Acrididae family.

It's an orthopteral insect
with short antennae.

That makes it sound
like something important.

Itis, terribly important.

That stupid little thing?

By itself...

itis insignificant.

But in swarms...

Imagine a cloud of grasshoppers.

In the millions...

they possess an enormous
destructive power.

I've never seen that.

If you haven't seen it,
it doesn't really exist for you.

That's the advantage
of being human.

That's right. It's like those wars
going on so far away from us.

You got it.

There's none of that going on here.

Blessed innocence.

What, are you calling me stupid?

Maybe...

just unaware.

But unawareness is also stupidity.

Maybe so.

But I've got my own personal fears
without worrying about other people's.

We all have our little personal fears.

But the important ones
are collective fears.

Where are you going with this?
I don't understand.

Beyond my fears, my own fear.

No, I can't believe that.

You live in this peaceful, happy house.

You hardly go out.

And besides, not everyone has an angel
like Miss Diana at their side.

Or a demon.

What do you mean?

For you, Diana is the perfect woman?

Do you know anyone
with such a strong and good spirit?

She never complains.
She's always trying to make others happy.

And me?
Am I happy, Ruda?

You aren't?

Far from the evils of the world...

at the side of a beautiful woman
who loves you.

So what are you then?

A poor captive grasshopper.

There you are.

You're so beautiful, you know?

There could even be love between us.

Ifyou were always blind.

But those damn mirrors...

those eyes of the darkness
given to you by the devil.

One day theyll break.

And free you from death...

because everything
held within the mirror...

is dead.

It only exists
in one brief moment of reflection.

You know that
everything has changed?

You came in here
through carelessness.

It will come soon.

It can't be long.
There's no time.

It's today.

It must be today.

- Now?
- Right now.

At your orders.
Always at your orders.

Ruda.

Miss Diana, where are you?

Have you seen Marcos?

Isn't he in your room?

Here?

- Were you here?
- For awhile.

- Why were you hiding?
- Nothing. A game.

No.

You were hiding because
you had perverse thoughts.

Perverse?

Yes. You had bad intentions.

Like what?

But you couldn't achieve anything.

You're very weak, Marcos.

For doing evil, the strength of a person
is not in his muscles, it's in his soul.

You sound like a witch.

You have the soul of a victim.

I don't get it.

But you feel it, Marcos.

You feel it.

Stop the music.

Yes?

- Come.
- What for?

For everything.

What are you waiting for?

Come.

Take my clothes off.

- What was that?
- A grasshopper.

I made love to a grasshopper?

For real.
But it went wrong.

What went wrong?

I wanted to provoke disgust and fear.

But it gave me pleasure.

The greatest pleasure in my life.

No.

Why not?

You called for me, like always.

I'm doing what I always do.

It's not the same anymore.

Doesn't matter.

The grasshopper.

Give me the grasshopper, and go away.

It's in this jar.

Go away.

You don't want me anymore?

Leave me alone.

I don't need you anymore.

That was shocking.

You didn't know?

I knew you two slept together.

But, my God, to do that—

To do that with that nasty bug. No.

At first, it was my mistake, but—

- What are you thinking?
-I learned, Ruda.

I finally learned.
He taught me.

Enough of this madness.

Working here,
I think I'll go crazy too.

See you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow...

or never.

You won't hold me again...

not even with mirrors...

nor all the demons within them.

You hear me?

The grasshopper showed me the way.

It's a leap...

long, sure and strong.

You won't hold me again.

You can't see me
or hear me anymore.

You're an idiot.

You will never leave this house.

I found out.
Now it's my turn.

Asshole!

Asshole!

Stupid jerk!

THE END