Fotograf Page #4

That's good.

- Jan, telephone.

- Liba, help me here.

It's an unknown number.

I'll call it back later.

- I'm supposed to sit here and stare?

- I am.

- I've seen this a many times.

- I love it.

I'll leave this here... I'll do it, Liba.

I know how to go about it. No one

knows who's actually looking at him.

That's it.

It looks very nice.

And I'll... I'll grab it like this.

You see how inventive you are?

And squeeze it a bit.

And the same way with your right hand.

Squeeze that little butt.

And try like this... Drop the head...

...with suffering,

under the entire burden of the womanhood.

Simply an exhausted human being.

Beautiful.

Now don't move.

- Okay then, are you ready?

- Yeah. We're ready.

Katka, you too.

We're doing the last shot now, okay?

Carefully.

Nicely. Good. Perfect.

Okay?

One moment. I'll put this on.

Like this.

Here, like this. Good... Take it away.

And a bit like that. Perfect.

No, no, straight. That's it.

Jan?

Good morning!

Hello.

- Are you there?

- Yes. I'm working, developing.

- I'll make something good, okay?

- Yes.

My God! Are you alright?

Ma'am, are you all right?

What are you doing? It's utterly cold.

- Leave me, I just wanted to

wash up a little. -Come out, please.

- Stand up.

- Wait.

Stand up!

Hold on. You're completely cold.

You could have drowned!

Jan, come give me help!

Wait. I'll do it alone. Going to sleep.

- Get dressed.

- I'll do it myself. Going to sleep.

- Whose is this?

- No.

Liba, watch out.

Liba, watch out.

You can kill yourself here

Where've you been?

The girls wanted to know you better.

To discuss spirituality. Between

the sheets, to broaden your horizons.

I'm not into women.

I am! We don't understand each

other on this. Have you tried it?

- No. -So you're still a virgin, then.

Would you do something for me?

You have to shoot those athletes.

Should I set an appointment?

Liba...

- Kiss the girls. -The appointment.

- Katka, come here. Please.

- I don't want to.

- Give the girl here a kiss. Please.

- I don't want to.

- I want. Here, one little kiss like this.

One more, and a little lower.

Wait. One more, a teeny one.

No. Enough. I've got a lot of work.

- No, no, no.

- Liba... -No.

Yeah, okay fine.

- Come, girls. Let's go home.

- Where's my bra?

Let's get up! Hop, tushie, up.

- Are we going home, then?

- I'll try to find it. Got it.

Got it. How'd you get there, little one?

Wait. It's all tangled...

Jesus'n'Mary! Jesus, that's marvelous!

That's marvelous!

I'll do it. I simply can't wait.

Look out. Just me. Just me.

- So... are they there?

- Just about.

So, girls...

- Where's your skirt?

- I don't know.

Where is that skirt? Oh, here...

- And also a purse.

- A purse? I don't know where the purse is.

- Yuck! There's vomit here!

- What do you mean, vomit?

- Where?

- Right here.

I don't know. Maybe someone puked,

so what? The ladies are clean.

They wash regularly,

once a week... like me.

Fear not, Liba,

hygiene is carried out regularly!

We change our underwear punctually.

Amongst ourselves.

Your scholar wouldn't lie

on these sweaty, puke-stained sheets.

She already lay here, among

other things, and she never complained.

I don't understand at all.

I give her money and she keeps calling.

Everyone wants something from you,

always bothering you.

- I don't answer and they call back.

- Here, I'll deal with it.

- I don't have my glasses!

- I need my glasses.

- Where'd you have them last?

- I don't know.

Someone's ringing!

That's my illuminati.

Like clockwork.

This is Liba, my new assistant.

This is the Doctor of Philosophy

in Bohemian Linquistics, Madame Zilova.

Have fun, Jan.

I don't have to know every Jane

passing through your door.

So many have, right?

She's very efficient. She manages all my

affairs, puts everything in order for me.

She's not like Alice. She was

depressing, she disheartened me.

She is a keeper. She's a workhorse.

You should send her away soon.

I don't like to meet any of them.

- They're all airheads and bimbos.

- What bimbos?

She's no bimbo. She's presentable.

Some music?

Really? I should inspect her.

- Wait.

- So come, come, come.

Come. Come to me.

- Heel.

- Wait... so...

- Would you like a glass?

- No. I came by car.

- I'll have something.

- Stop talking already.

- I've already stopped and am drinking.

- You can only neigh.

That's it! Come.

- I have an excellent salami.

- I don't want it.

I won't pig out before!

And you know I don't eat meat.

- In 30 years I've never seen you eat!

- You going to make evil eyes at me?

And the cruel face?

You women like it, don't you?

When a man roars, when he's like a tiger.

- That he spits blood.

- That he's sweaty.

But such a man also needs

sometenderness.

- No time for tenderness.

- Understanding, love. Let's have a chat.

So chat.

How go your studies

for your next degree as a...

- Shut up!

- So, let's get to it! -Excellent.

- Let's hurry!

- So...

More! More!

Come.

That's not working.

This is excellent.

You have a superb,

sophisticated style, darling.

I'll edit it for you at home.

Don't leave.

Bye-bye, Jan.

- Do you hear me?

- Let's call each other. -I'm lonely!

Exceptional people

always feel lonely, love.

- That's bullshit.

- It was beautiful. You're an animal.

And be good!

I know this place. It's from your famous

picture, "Naked Woman Over The City".

Yeah, that was my first wife.

And the third seized the negative.

I have to tell you that your morning's

deed gave me a tremendous feeling

because, most of all,

it is the action what counts

no pointless talk.

You're an excellent model.

I'm going to make a big star out of you.

Jan, would you teach me this?

I'd like to be able to do it.

Could I possibly photograph you? May I?

- Liba, who can pee farther, yeah?

- How am I to pee farther?

You gotta... pull the panties to one side.

Strech it a bit and push your twat up.

Look at how you pee. Generally speaking,

all you girls pee further than me.

- I pissed on myself!

- You're pissing on me, Liba!

- Which of my pictures do you like

the most? -I can't say I like any of them.

- What did I do badly?

- Nothing badly, you did what you feel.

Probably, you don't feel anything.

You shoot it for the look.

You have to try to tell some story,

something from you, some weakness

or longing or love, pain, woe.

Jan...

Jan...

- What?

- No one's here. You're dreaming.

- They're everywhere.

- It was only a dream. No one's here.

No one's here. I chased them all away.

- Hi!

- Greetings!

Hi Liba.

ONE YEAR LATER:

Hi.

Come here, my little Liba.

- Hi, Liba.

- Daddy!

- This is Jan. This is from us.

- Thank you very much.

Holy. Pleased to meet you.

- This is my mother.

- Hola. -And sister.

- Still a Holy for now.

- I have... -It's gorgeous.

- You should love it, it's pricy.

- Jesus truly loves you.

- Liba, that's a nice car.

- Jan bought it for me.

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