Cabaret Page #4
- PG
- Year:
- 1972
- 124 min
- 6,774 Views
My English.
l am rending you an embarrassment?
No, no, l'm fascinated.
Fritz Wendel has declared love for me.
At first l not taking this seriously.
He is so...
...so formal. And also l think so much...
...the gigolo who hunts for the fortune.
ls that what you say?
That's what we say, all right.
Then...
...the night before yesterday...
...my parents are from the house...
...und we are seated here...
...upon my father's library sofa.
Suddenly...
...he throws aside the formalities...
-...there is fire, there is passion.
-Oh, my God...
-...he pounced!
-Please?
He made love to you.
On my father's library sofa.
Und even for that
he is showing no respect.
l am fighting,
l'm calling out harsh words...
...but then....
May we not be frank?
Suddenly...
...all is...equal fire...
...equal passion in me.
And since then, l think only of him.
Now, is this love...
...or mere fatuation of the body?
You with so many, as you call,
''screwings''...
...shall please tell me the truth of it.
Please.
Does it really matter,
as long as you're having fun?
How can you speak of ''fun''?
Well, that's wonderful. Why don't you?
And say to my father that l am marrying
a man who is perhaps a fortune hunter?
And a Christian, too.
Oh, this l think is...breaking his heart.
Well, in that case then, l guess
you better just forget the whole thing.
Forget Fritz?
How am l ever forgetting Fritz?
Look, l really have to be running along.
Don't cry.
Oh, please, don't cry.
l'm no good at all if anybody cries.
Natalia, about Fritz pouncing...
...you see, l thought....
l didn't think....
resolve itself?
Poor thing.
You can't marry him.
You can't give him up.
l don't suppose you'd ever consider
seeing him on the sly, every now....
No, l didn't think so.
My God, it's enough
to drive a girl into a convent.
Do they have Jewish nuns?
-Good day.
-Good day.
Please...can you wash...?
-Excuse me, miss, l think you lost this.
-What?
-Yes, thank you.
Can you wash my clothes...
...Monday, Tuesday?
l'm sorry, l don't understand you.
Excuse me, may l help you?
l want my laundry back by Tuesday.
her laundry back by Tuesday.
l understand.
lt's okay.
Thank you so much.
Maximilian von Heune.
Sally Bowles.
Do you have a cigarette?
l'm absolutely desperate.
l must have left mine at the club.
The Kit Kat Klub.
Divine decadence.
May l drop you somewhere?
l have my car outside.
All right.
-Auf wiedersehen.
-Auf wiedersehen, darling.
Money.
Money.
''Money makes the world go around
''The world go around
The world go around.
''Money makes the world go around
''A mark, a yen, a buck or a pound
A buck or a pound
''A mark, a yen, a buck or a pound
ls all that makes the world go around.
''That clinking, clanking sound
Could make the world go round.
''Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
''Money, money, money, money
''Money, money, money, money
''lf you happen to be rich and you feel
Like a night entertainment
''You can pay for a gay escapade.
lf you happen to be rich and alone
''And you need a companion
You can ring
''For the maid.
lf you happen to be rich
''And you find you are left by your lover
''And you moan and you groan quite a lot
''You can take it on the chin
Call a cab und begin to recover
''On your 14-carat yacht.''
What?
''Money makes the world go around
''The world go around
The world go around.
''Money makes the...go around
Of that we both are sure
''On being poor.
''Money, money, money
Money, money, money
''Money, money, money
Money, money, money
''Money, money, money
Money, money, money
''Money, money, money
''Money, money, money
''Money, money, money
Money, money, money
''Money, money, money
Money, money, money
''Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
''Money, money, money, money
''When you haven't any coal in the stove
And you freeze in the winter
''And you curse to the wind
At your fate.
''When you haven't any shoes
On your feet
''Your coat's thin as paper
And you look 30 pounds underweight.
''When you go to get a word
Of advice from the fat little pastor
''He will tell you to love evermore.
''But when hunger comes to rap
Rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat at the window
-At the window.
-Who's there?
-Hunger.
-Oh, hunger!
''See how love flies out the door.
''Money makes the world go around
The world go around, the world.
''Money makes the world go around
The clinking, clanking sound.
''Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
''Get a little, get a little
Money, money, money, money
''A mark, a yen, a buck or a pound
That clinking, clanking, clunking sound
''ls all that makes the world go round
lt makes the world go round.''
lt's called Trkenblut.
''Turk's blood.'' A famous German drink.
lt's divine. l'll never drink anything else.
Prost, my friend.
Prost.
Well, mes enfants,
you are like me, adrift in Berlin.
l think it's my duty to corrupt you.
Agreed?
Fascinating.
Let's go to the Kempinsky.
Darling, he's a baron.
He never even told me.
Class!
He must know everybody.
l betcha a man like that
could get me into films...
...faster than you can say
Eric von Stroheim.
ln exchange for a little infidelity.
A little infidelity? ldiot!
Don't worry, l can handle him.
Trust me. Just trust me, darling.
All right, don't trust me.
l had a marvelous time last night.
So did l.
Darling.
Darling.
Bri, darling, wake up.
We have a visitor. Maximilian's here.
Please, what time is it?
-Three thirty.
-l'm sorry, Brian, we're late.
Oh, darling,
we had the most glorious time.
-We didn't stop laughing.
-Don't open your eyes.
Don't look! Okay.
lsn't it fabulous?
l feel just like Kay Francis.
Bri, why didn't you come?
We had the best time, and so much fun.
-Max really knows how to corrupt a girl.
-l try.
Not only did l get this glorious pelt,
l got perfume, l got silk stockings....
And you got that funny little blue hat.
You call it funny.
l think it's divine. l love it.
Oh, God, we didn't get anything for Brian.
l'm afraid l had no time
to have it wrapped.
Darling, isn't that beautiful?
l'd accept that?
-To give me pleasure.
Brian, you're a man of strong convictions.
Can we have caviar again?
But, you had it for breakfast.
Can l have it for lunch?
For lunch, for dinner, breakfast again--
Anything you want.
Drei Caviar, bitte!
That's for me. What are you having?
Oh, you should have been there.
The Nazis are just a gang of stupid
hooligans, but they do serve a purpose.
Let them get rid of the Communists.
Later we'll be able to control them.
-But who exactly is ''we''?
-Germany, of course.
Hey, Max, can we go to the Bristol Bar?
-Why not?
-Oh, wonderful.
l'm dying to show off my new coat.
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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