Anna, quel particolare piacere Page #4

Synopsis: Anna is quiet, living with her parents, cashiering at a café bar in Bergamo. She meets and falls for Guido, a Milanese gangster in town to lie low. He pursues her, but also warns her that he's no good. She goes to Milan with him anyway. When she witnesses a Mob hit, Guido's boss wants her compromised so she will never testify against them: Guido pushes her into prostitution. When she becomes pregnant and Guido wants her to have an abortion, she rebels. Can she escape "the life," or is death the only alternative? What about the child?
 
IMDB:
6.4
Year:
1973
100 min
49 Views


for you because it's Saturday.

And I wanted to ask...

do you like the sea?

Take my scarf,

for your hair!

Thanks!

- What's up, are you scared?

- No, the opposite. I love it!

But how can I put the scarf on

if you don't slow down a bit?

Hey, I told you to slow down,

not stop completely!

You're joking,

who'll take us back to land?

- Why?

- We're empty.

There's not a drop

of petrol in here.

- What are you looking at?

- Alright, okay.

What are you going to do?

You're a great doctor,

but not much of a sailor!

- I'll swim to land.

- Are you crazy?

Don't tell me you can't swim!

Wait for me!

We're on dry land, but how will

we get back to Rome now?

I'm sorry, I really wanted to

give you a nice seaside trip!

Apart from the adventure and

the cold water, it was fun.

Where are we going?

See those dunes? A painter friend

of mine's house is behind them.

He's got a phone and will

help recover the motorboat.

I knew he'd be here!

Now the motorboat's safe,

why you don't sleep here?

There's a lot a traffic towards Rome

now. Why bother?

Leave tomorrow morning, agreed?

No, thanks.

Better not.

Standing on ceremony? There's a

double sofa and you'll both fit.

I've got nothing against it,

but there's Anna, too.

She must decide.

When do you start work?

At 9 but after 4 years there they

won't fire me if I'm a day late.

So it's decided, you'll sleep here!

So, let's drink this bottle!

Good health!

Paolo! Paolo, darling, come here...

Darling, play afterwards!

You have time now.

Now you've recovered...

be good. Wait...

Hi, Lorenzo.

Mummy bought me a ball.

You know I'm going home today?

Why don't you come as well?

Darling, we must go.

Anna, what's wrong?

- Nothing.

- What do you mean, 'nothing'?

I've searched for you for 6 days,

why didn't you answer the phone?

Please, don't complicate matters.

We spent a nice Sunday together,

and that's all.

That's all for you,

but for me it's different!

Doctor, the professor wants

you in the corridor.

- He can go to the devil!

- Should I tell him that?

Go, I'm coming.

I must go now.

Anna, don't you understand

I'm in love with you?

That's precisely the problem.

Please, don't make it all even harder.

- Come on, lets go.

- No, wait!

There's someone else.

His father, it's him you love!

Why don't you have the

guts to say it?

See? You're already suffering

and you're trying to hurt me.

What kind of love is that?

Mummy, he's the dad I like.

Why isn't he coming home?

He can't, he's a doctor.

He has to stay here.

You know that all the

other kids have a daddy?

Why don't you buy me one as well?

You don't buy daddies

at the supermarket!

- Get into bed.

- Where's Lorenzo's little monkey?

Of course, that sly boots

must be hiding.

I'll go and find her!

You know she was already asleep?

Be a good boy and go to sleep too.

Be good, eh! Be careful not to wake her!

Good night.

- Hello?

- Hello... Lorenzo.

Yes, it's me.

What's up?

I've got your scarf here.

I forgot to return it to you.

I thought I'd send it to you at

the Policlinico in the morning...

Lorenzo?

Hello, can you hear me?

Hello?

Lorenzo, speak to me!

You'll be sorry!

You know nothing about me!

Don't say anything!

I want you to know...

- You need to know something.

- I just know I love you.

- And 2 plus 2 make?

- 5.

No, 4. Now go, your mum's

collecting you this evening.

- You're not coming?

- If the patients let me.

Give me a kiss?

I'll note it down.

- Is this the latest edition?

- Let me see...

- Yes, it's the latest.

- Thank you.

- Hello, International Bookshop.

- Hi, Anna.

- How do I look?

- Like a freed wild animal.

Thanks for the compliment.

Luckily my amnesty came,

if not I'd have gone soft.

You didn't expect me so soon, eh?

Looks like you're not happy.

- You guessed.

- You haven't changed.

You left a lot of regrets

behind in Milan.

Get on with it, what do you want?

Don't start again,

I don't like questions.

Your bastard's in there?

A nice place... expensive too!

Take it, go to the monks and tell

them to keep him full-board.

- Come on, move it!

- Why should I?

- You're returning to Milan with me.

- I'd rather kill myself.

- You'd leave an orphan.

- You're worse than an animal.

But I'm not alone any more.

- I've got a man.

- Right, that doctor...

He knows nothing ofyou or night-clubs

or orgies at clients' houses.

Would you like me to tell him?

Like me to tell him everything?

- Leave him out of it.

- You're beginning to get it.

Hurry up,

Riccardo's expecting us tonight.

Another thing,

be careful what you do.

Calls to the police,

or stuff like that,

would be unforgivable.

It would fall on your son's head.

Go away.

He'll need a set of clothes.

He's over there.

I'll go and call him.

Paolo, see who's here?

Darling... your mother's little one.

You're fine with the nuns, right?

I'm only fine with you and with

Lorenzo who plays with me.

Listen... listen my love.

Mummy can't take you home today

but you'll be a good boy, won't you?

Promise me? Mummy's got to

go away, she's got to leave.

But you'll be good till I return.

I'll be back soon, I promise.

- Come on, go and play.

- Bye mum.

Go and play with your friends.

- I'd like to ask you another favour.

- Yes, madam.

Could you post this letter,

it's very important.

- I'll do it, don't worry.

- Thank you.

Why are you crying? You should be

happy. You're back to being a lady.

Look, the wardrobe has been renewed.

Riccardo took care of all it all.

He did it for me to show his gratitude.

Riccardo respects me a lot.

You deserve each other.

Who do you think you are?

Just because you let him f*** you

while I was rotting in jail

you think you're better than before?

Anyway you're here now,

whether you like it or not.

- If you cause trouble, I'll hit you.

- You can kill me, if you like.

Come on, stop it!

I don't cause problems!

Look at me, all those years in jail

without seeing a woman!

Don't touch me. Do what you like

with me, but you mustn't touch me!

And there I was thinking of you

all that time.

I hate you, I hate this house and all

it represents for me.

And I'll hate you till my dying breath.

Alright, hate me.

Hate me as much as you want.

But I know what you're like.

I know how to treat you!

My dear, when you read this letter

I'll already be far away.

And I'll have left you're life forever.

I should have done this earlier,

but your desire to live

and love infected me.

You managed to make me

believe I could also be happy,

but unfortunately it's not true.

Feel alright?

Would you like me to continue?

Despite the joy you gave me

I wish nothing had ever

happened between us.

I know I'm hurting you,

and I ask your forgiveness.

Don't search for me, it'd be useless.

It would be bad for both of us.

Forget me. Curse me ifyou like!

Hate sometimes helps us to survive,

and that's what's happening to me now.

Goodbye, my love.

Goodbye.

That's a good new start!

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Ernesto Gastaldi

Ernesto Gastaldi (born 10 September 1934) is an Italian screenwriter. Born in Graglia, province of Biella, Italy, he has written under the pseudonyms Julian Berry, Julyan Perry and Ernst Gasthaus. He has collaborated with Mario Bava, Lucio Fulci, Riccardo Freda, Tonino Valerii, Sergio Martino and Sergio Leone; as such he can be regarded as a chief architect of the giallo and Spaghetti Western films. The 1973 Italian western comedy film My Name Is Nobody (also known as Mio nome è Nessuno and Lonesome Gun), is based on his story and his script. more…

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