All language subtitles for Eugenie.1970

( Chanting in Latin )

Man :
Lewd women...

let the voluptuous heroine
of this story be your model.

After her exam ple,

be heed less
of all that contradicts

pleasure's divine laws,

by which all her life

she was enchained.

As for all you young maidens,

thus achieve
the ultimate in pleasure...

observe this ceremony of sadism
which illustrates that truth.

Let us turn again
to the words of de Sade himself:

"Voluptuaries of all ages,
of either sex,

it is to you on ly
l offer this work.

Nourish yourselves therefore
upon its principles.

They favor your passions,

and these passions are naught
by the means nature em ploys

to bring man to the end
she prescribes for him .

Hearken on ly to these
delicious prom ptings,

for no voice,
save that of the passions,

can bring you
to com plete happiness.

And so...

a smattering of roses
along the thorny paths of life."

( Chanting continues )

( Cries out )

( Chanting continues )

( Jackhammers
rattling in distance )

( Phone rings )

Hello?

Eugenie!

No, of course not.

L'm just taking my bath.

Oh , don 't worry.
l'll prepare everything.

I prom ise you.

Oh, no.
l'm sure he'll agree to that.

Yes.
Yes, this weekend.

I understand.

Right.

Au revoir.

Woman : Eugen ie!
Haven't you finished yet?

- Who were you talking to?
- Nobody.

Oh don't be silly.
lt m ust've been somebody.

I heard you talking.

- It was just a friend.
- A boy?

- No.
- Then who?

Can't you leave me alone?

Questions,
questions all the time.

I can 't meet anybody,
go anywhere, do anything,

without you wanting
to know everyth ing !

L'm old enough to do
what l want to, when l please!

( Exclaims )
Eugenie, come back!

- What's the matter?
- lt's Eugenie.

She's so easily u pset,
l can't understand her.

She probably feels
the same about you.

- Where are you going?
- A business appointment.

But the office is closed.

L'm not going to the office.

( Door shuts )

What can l do for you?

This the right road
for Madeira?

Straight ahead.
ls about three m iles, l think.

Thank you.

Do you th in k
there's going to be any rain?

Not here.

I telephoned yesterday
to Madame René.

L'm expected.

Come on in.

Sorry,
but we have to watch it.

Now l recognize you.

Madame René told me
to expect you and the lady.

Follow me.

- She's in the Oriental suite.
- All rig ht.

Good morning.

If you want anything,
ring the bell.

All right, all right.

Woman :
Do you come here often?

I used to, years ago.

L've never been to a place
like th is before.

L'd prefer to go
to a quiet place.

We've both too many friends.

You needn't look so nervous.

We're alone.

I find it hard to realize.

L've watched you for so long
from a d istance,

never daring to believe that...

That l was available?
( ch uckles )

Didn't you know
that every woman has her price?

You?

Are you shocked?

But you're rich.

I said nothing about money.

I don't understand.

You have other possessions.

What do you mean?

Eugenie.

What about her?

Oh, nothing.

We met some time ago
at a parfy.

We've become quite friendly.

I want to invite her to spend
a weekend on my island.

Her mother would never allow it.

Need she know?

Or is the price too high?

But why?

What do you want with her?

Perhaps you should ask,

"What do we want
with each other?"

I spoke to her this morning,

and she pleaded with me
to convince you .

( Moaning )

Have l succeeded?

Is anything the matter?

But she's...

She's so young,

so innocent.

I know. That's what
makes her so attractive.

You won't shock her?

No, l prom ise l won't.

L-- l would never
forg ive myself

if she came to any harm .

- We made a bargain.
- Yes.

And l'll keep it.

- You won't hurf her?
- Of course l won't.

Is that the island?

Yeah, that's it.

Oh ! lt's beautiful !

Where are the servants?

Woman :
There's only Therese.

I don't think l know her.

Is she one of your
new d iscoveries?

Yes.

I met her in Arfa Faugasta
last summer.

Are you sure
she can be trusted?

Oh, she's been
deaf and dum b since birfh.

She only knows how to serve me.

She'll be useful in many ways.

You didn't answer my question.

( Bell jangles )

Was that entirely wise?

Do you love me
for my wisdom?

( Boat horn sounds )

And the rest of the servants?

Augustin took them
to the mainland this morning.

He's bringing Eugenie
back with him .

Eugenie. Wonderful.

How did you manage it?

Willpower.

You wanted it, so l willed it.

Isn't that how
it's always been with us?

My dear...

What about the others?

They'll be here.

Later.

How well you've planned it.

I had you to inspire me.

- Eugenie!
- Marianne!

Eugenie, how nice
it is to see you !

Good morning.

Of course. You haven't met.

My elder brother, Mirvel.

If Eugenie hasn't met me,

l can at least claim
to have met her.

L'm afraid l don't remem ber.

At the d'Masquinos' parfy.

And again two weeks ago,
the French em bassy.

I was that man who couldn't
take h is eyes off you .

Oh.

Aug ustin ,
put the suitcases in my room .

Oh.

Don't be em barrassed, my dear.

I didn't know
you had a brother.

A stepbrother.

Seriously, he's been
adm iring you from afar

all summer.

He insisted that l invite him .

I told her that otherwise
l'd kill myself.

- So taking pity on his youth...
- And in nocence...

- l told him he could come.
- ( woman laughing )

Marianne?

Marianne?

What are you reading?

Uh, nothing in parficular.

Ah, the Marquis de Sade.

Fascinating.

It seems my sister
is quite a collector.

Have you read it?

No. lf l'd been fou nd
with it in the convent,

l'd have been expelled.

No modern home
is com plete

without the works
of the Marq u is.

I don't think my mother
wou ld ag ree with that.

So m uch truth.

And so m isunderstood.

For the you ng
and inexperienced,

there's no better
passporf to life.

" 'Tis but folly in our parents
when they foretell

the d isasters
of a liberfine career.

There are thorns everywhere.

But along the path of vice,
roses bloom above them .

Profit, then, from the fairest
period of your life.

These golden years of pleasure
are on ly too few and too brief.

For we are so forfunate
as to have enjoyed them .

Delicious memories
console and am use us

in our old age.

'Tis us, my dear.

You will remain
in human memory."

Marian ne:
Well said, brother.

I don 't normally g ive
my best performances in public.

Oh, that's not what l'd heard.

Oh, but Eugenie,

what are you doing
read ing a book?

In lovely weather like this,
we should all be outside.

How about a swim
before we eat?

L've got a better idea.

Eugenie:
Yes?

Oh !

Get out.

Who is she?

Why have l never
seen her before?

- She never leaves the island.
- Poor g irl.

She's happy enough.

As she can't speak or hear,
other people d istu rb her.

She prefers solitude.

Oh, l'd better unpack.

Oh, why bother?

I have enough clothes
for the both of us.

- Oh !
- ( chuckles )

- How wonderful !
- Just look.

And they're all yours?

You can take whatever you like.

Half of them
l'll never wear again.

- ( Both ch uckling )
- Oh, what a lovely dress.

Can l have this one?

You can have whatever you like.

Oh... Come, let's have
a bath now, hmm?

Okay.
( chuckles )

You know, you're so good to me,
l can hardly believe l'm here.

My mother thinks
l'm spending the weekend

with some school friends.

My father was supposed
to drive me to the station.

Instead ,
he brought me to the harbor,

where the boat was waiting,
just as you prom ised.

Come, let me help you.

Don't be shy.

You've nothing
to be ashamed of.

( Iaughing )

You know, one day a man
will do what l'm doing .

His hands will replace m ine.

( Both laughing )

Come on.

Let's get some sun.

Lie down .
Let me put some of this on you.

- Oh, l can do it myself.
- Not so well.

And afterwards,
you can take care of me.

- Are you glad to be here?
- Do you need to ask?

Do you remem ber
what l prom ised you?

Yes.

You prom ised me
information and advice.

Good. There's so m uch
for you to learn .

Are you su re
you're ready to begin?

Yes.

If you're the teacher,
of course l am .

All right.

Well...

let's starf.

( Birds calling )

- I give you a toast.
- A toast.

To Eugen ie,
the most adorable

of all natu re's
adorable creatures.

Eugenie,
you're not drinking.

- To myself?
- Marianne: And why not?

A degree of selfishness
is a very im porfant parf

of the armory
of a woman of experience.

- Okay, l'll obey my teacher.
- Good girl.

Mirvel : Bravo.

Mm ! l'm not used to
that m uch wine, you know.

A good wine helps to strengthen
one's resolution.

But good resolutions, l hope.
( ch uckles )

Wine has got nothing to do
with virfue.

But a great deal to do
with pleasure.

Sister, you've wined
and dined us to perfection.

But l still feel...

something's m issing --
m usic.

Romantic, for preference.

L've got the very thing,

prepared and waiting.

Augustin !

( All chuckling )

M irvel :
Were you watching us, perhaps?

Oh, no, sir!

I don't believe you,
but never m ind .

If you play as well as you lie,
we'll all be q u ite content.

Oh, ignore my brother.

He's drunk too m uch,
as have we all.

So play for us,

and lull us
into gentle oblivion.

♪ Voice ♪

♪ ln the night ♪

♪ ln the hollow hearf ♪

♪ Of darkness ♪

♪ A voice l hear ♪

♪ Lamenting ♪

♪ Through love ♪

♪ ls dead ♪

♪ Voice ♪

♪ ln the night ♪

♪ Like the echo ♪

♪ Of my sadness ♪

♪ When all the world ♪

♪ ls silent ♪

♪ Through love ♪

♪ ls dead ♪

♪ Deep inside ♪

♪ The hearf of a man ♪

♪ Love is a prom ise ♪

♪ Made ♪

♪ Through ♪

♪ Forgotten ♪

♪ So gently ♪

♪ Spoken ♪

♪ So cruelly ♪

♪ Broken ♪

The wine was drugged.

What of it?

You brought her here
as a plaything.

Yes, indeed,

- as l also brought you.
- Why, you...

Please, no tem per.

L'm not com plaining.

You've performed your duties
with adm irable efficiency

and perfect tact.

Ah, shut up.

- What did you say?
- l wanted to say, "Forgive me."

( Strumm ing guitar )

I would rem ind you, Augustin,
that when l saw you first,

you were g ratefu l
to have enough to eat.

You had noth ing
but the ragged clothes you wore.

No future and no hope.
But now...

l'm your gardener
and boatman .

Precisely.

A man of position
and responsibility.

Come here.

Show me that you haven't
forgotten.

Tomorrow they'll arrive.

- I heard the bell.
- Marianne: Good.

Then we'll wait for the boat.

It should arrive with the tide.

They'll demand
a new sacrifice.

I don't know what to do.
lt's horrible.

- I love her.
- M irvel,

do you remem ber
the vows that you took

when you entered the order

and signed
with your own blood?

I remem ber them , sister.

I know my duties.

Believe me,
she won't escape.

She will be m ine
before the sacrifice starfs.

I m ust have her.

( Exclaims )

( Bell ringing )

( Bell ringing continues )

( Boat motor chugging )

( Birds warbling )

( Moans softly )

I fell asleep,

and l had such a strange dream .

Or was it a dream?

Oh , you d ran k
too m uch at lunch.

We thought we'd let you
sleep it off.

Where is everybody?

Resting, like yourself.

It was terrible.

So cruel.

But wonderful too.

Was it only a dream?

How can l tell?
lt was your dream .

Yes, it was.

The dream l've had
so many times before.

But this time it was real.

In this bed, and with...

- Mirvel : Eugenie? Sister?
- ( gasps )

Where are you?
Where are you hiding?

Don't let him come in.

U h , go away.
We're changing for supper.

- ( Both laughing )
- Shh.

M irvel :
Well, don't be long.

( Bell ringing )

( Birds warbling )

( People laughing )

- Oh !
- No.

- ( Iaughing )
- Where's Augustin?

Oh, l sent him down
to the boathouse.

He's probably singing
to himself.

And how beautifully he sings.

Oh, occasionally
l prefer the record player.

Click, click.
( laug hs )

Less troublesome...

and m uch more obedient.

I should've thought
that hardly possible.

( M usic plays on stereo )

Oh !

You r knowledge
of my requirements,

dear brother, is extensive
but not necessarily com plete.

My dear lad ies,
do you m ind if l smoke?

Oh, please do.

I don't think
smoking is a vice.

My father does it all the time.

One's parents' habits
are a dangerous guide

to the difference
between vice and virfue.

- Both : Oh !
- ls that another quotation

from the works
of the Marquis de Sade?

No, l made it up myself.

- At least, l think l did.
- ( chuckling )

( Bird squawking )

What's that?

It's just a night bird,
l expect.

Mmm .

It's getting cold.

Oh !

Can't you think of something
am using for us to do?

Mirvel :
Let's play games.

Lovely.
What shall we play?

You're the hostess.

Well, l suggest...

charades.

But we're only three people.

It's possible.
Let's go into the other room .

Oh , no, no.
We'd better stay here.

( Boat motor chugs )

Remem ber, Eugenie,
you have nothing to fear.

Why should l be afraid?

Oh.

Well, remem ber the dream

you had this afternoon?

Maybe you'll dream

again tonight.

- I hope not.
- Ah !

Or do l?

It's very difficult.

What do you think about dreams?

Dreams are only an extension
of our own desires.

- Or fears.
- Oh.

- Smoke?
- Should l?

Oh, now, really, dear.
Don 't be rid icu lous.

Of course you should.

( Coughing )

( Iaughing )

This cigarette tastes funny.

They're Turkish.

Oriental.

They're sweet,
but rather nice.

You haven 't told us
what or how we play it.

In a moment.

Imagine yourself...

free of all restraint,

floating on a cloud,

( sig hs )
observing below you

the foolish, earfhbound
men and women.

Dolmance:
We are your friends, Eugenie.

Disciples, like your host,

of the divine Marquis.

He whose lessons
we have learned so well,

and to whom in homage we wear

the very costumes of his time.

We are com ing to celebrate
you r in itiation , Eugen ie,

into the practices to wh ich
the Marquis gave his name.

We shall be watching you,
Eugen ie.

Observing...

and adm iring
your aptitude to learn.

( Eugenie scream ing )

( Sobbing, scream ing )

Dolmance: Cruelty,
far from being a vice,

is the first sentiment
nature injects in us all.

Cruelty is natural.

Cruelty is sim ply
the energy in man

which civilization has not yet
altogether corrupted.

Female cruelty is, if anything,
more active than the male.

Announce a cruel spectacle,
a bu rn ing , a battle,

you will see droves of women
come ru n n ing .

But these occasions
are not numerous enough

to feed their fury.

They contain themselves,
and they suffer,

as you Eugenie,
m ust suffer too.

( Om inous m usic plays )

( Gasping, whim pering )

- (m utters )
- ( Eugenie crying out )

( Eugenie screams )

Good morning, Eugenie.

( Starfled gasps )

- Good morning, Augustin.
- Good morn ing , madam .

Will th is wind d rop
so we can go out on the boat?

- Perhaps.
- l hope so.

- ( Gasps )
- What's the matter, Eugenie?

Have you had another dream?

Oh , no!
This time it wasn't a dream !

They beat me and--

- They beat you?
- ( sobbing )

Then where are the marks?

L-- l don't understand.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

There.
Come along.

But what about
the man in the red coat

and all his terrible friends?

Eugen ie, l th in k you
m ust have had another dream .

And all those people
you speak of...

are as unreal as the marks

you thought
were on your body.

You see?

- Then what happened?
- Nothing.

You fell asleep,
and we carried you to bed.

It was then , l fear,
that your nightmare began.

( Sobs ) Thank heavens
it really was a nightmare.

I feel so happy now.

Then th is is no time for tears.
The whole day lies ahead of us,

so let's enjoy
ourselves together.

( Singing in Spanish )

( Iaughing, chattering )

- Wait!
- l'll race you up to the house!

- Okay!
- l'll give you a starf, huh?

- One, two, three!
- See ya!

( Iaughing )

( Om inous m usic plays )

That m usic again.

What about it?

I heard it in my dreams
yesterday.

Come along.

( M usic continues )

( M um bling, gasping )

Dolmance:
Dream on, Eugenie.

Dream of all
that has happened to you.

Taste again the pain
and the pleasu re,

for soon it will be time
for you to wake.

( Gasps )

( Whim pering )

( Chains clinking )

Marianne?

Marianne?

Is anybody there?

( Gasps )

( Screams )

- You !
- Eugenie.

You ...
You m urdered her!

Shall we say
she fulfilled her purpose?

Dear Therese.

She delighted
in her own suffering.

So when the time
came for her to die,

she was quite content.

I don't understand !

Don't you?

Poor Eugenie.

And after l planned
it especially for you.

- For me?
- Of course, my dear.

( Gasping )

I told you the truth
when first we met.

L've been watching
you for weeks.

Hoping...

Hoping that some day

we would share the same
stim ulating experience.

You've never been
out of my sig ht

since you've been here.

( Exclaims )

Yes.

But... m ight your sister...

Madame Saint Ange
is not only my stepsister,

but for the past two years
has been my m istress as well.

I don't believe you.

Then ask her yourself.
But not yet.

Relax, Eugenie.

Eugenie: No!

( Gasping )

Eugenie:
Let go of me!

( Mirvel gasps )

( Choking gasp )

( Eugenie sobs )

Marianne!

Marianne!

Did you love him?

Once.

But now l'm glad
that he's dead.

And l'm glad
that you killed him .

But why me?

Because since
he first saw you,

it was you he wanted
and not me.

But why
did you ask me here?

Because of him .

And my own plans.

Please, please,
l m ust go home!

I m ust go home tonight.

Poor Eugenie.

L'm afraid
that will not be possible.

Why not? Why not?

I have invited com pany...

especially for you.

Dolmance:
Eugen ie.

We meet again.

Everything
that has gone before

has been a preparation
for this moment.

Last night,

we played a--
a charade.

The whips that beat
you were made of wool.

The blood was water,
specially stained .

The pain that you suffered
was in you r m ind ,

together with the pleasure.

But now,
reality awaits you at last.

She hates you,

but most of all,
she hates the man

who dared to love you,
whom you killed .

Please let me go.

This is the way she planned it,
step by step.

Yes.

( Cries out )

( Scream ing )

Save for one thing--

All this, which you
so carefully prepared for her,

is waiting now for you.

No! No!

Dolmance, you can't!

No!
( gasping )

She planned
all this for you, Eugenie.

Why do you pity her?

( Cries out )

( Scream ing, groaning )

( Scream ing )

The play is over,

for the author is dead.

Or should we say
"the adaptor,"

for the author himself died
1 5O years ago.

I approved her plans,
and then unknown to her,

l provided a final act

that was more
to the author's taste and m ine.

First, her lover lying dead,

and then her own end,

and finally your own education,

corruption and destruction.

You will remain here

with the body
of the man who loved you

and the body of the woman
who hated you .

In the morning,

your mother will learn
where to find you.

She will come here
with the police.

The law is hard.

And for a m urderess,

however young,
however rich ,

there is no mercy.

The last word
is from the author:

"l never dine so hearfily,

l never sleep so soundly,

as when during the day,

l have sufficiently
befouled myself

with what some fools
call crime."

Augustin.

( Gasping )

( Sobbing )

( Gasps )

( Gasping continues )

( Sobbing )

( Wailing )

( Gasps )

( Gasps )

( Alarm sounding )

( Sobbing )

( Phone ringing )

( Ringing grows louder )

( Ringing continues )

Hello?

Eugenie!

No, of course not.
l was just taking my bath.

Don't worry.
l'll prepare everything.

I prom ise you.

Oh, no.
l'm sure he'll agree to that.

Yes. Yes, this weekend.
Au revoir.

♪♪