Marcia trionfale Page #5
- Year:
- 1976
- 14 Views
Daddy sees the birdy, takes aim...
- Won!
- Learn, vassals!
Submit to Baio the Insuperable!
I apologize! I...
Go, go and pay, that's the only
thing you know how to do!
You're busting my balls!
Let's play poker!
Baio, didn't you have a date,
or have you forgotten it?
What squalor!
Four rounds, and we'll go check it out.
Ok with you?
Come here.
- You are cold, aren't you?
- A little.
But there's the rules...
It's forbidden to wear the winter
uniforms till the 1st of October.
Unfortunately, you know
I can't invite you in...
But, don't mind me...
.. if you want to go away for a
little while, l'll wait for you.
No, there's no need, I...
.. l'll walk up and down...
I mean, don't make things
hard for you.
Excuse me!
Three hours late!
It happens!
Darling!
Sweet whore!
Are you ashamed?
l'll undress you!
Do you like it?
You're a big slut!
You kill me! A big whore!
Slut!
My slut!
My love!
Say you like it! Say it! Slut!
Slut!
Say you like it!
- Baio... Baio is great!
- Very.
I have a hard one!
We'll have to f*** afteward.
Slut!
Slut!
Slut!
Say you love me!
- I love you!
- Louder! - Yes, I love you!
- Say it louder!
- I love you! - Louder!
- I love you!
- I can'! hear! Louder!
I love you!
Again!
- llove you!- l've had enough listening,
I want to watch!
I love you!
//ove...
I don '[ understand . .
What the f*** am I doing...
- lmbecils, I won't take you here anymore!
- Let's hear a little more!
No! Let's go!
- How horny you get!
- I need no advice!
My undenNear...
Won't you stay a little longer?
But you treat just like you'd
treat a whore!
Another woman would have
dumped you long ago!
Oh, yes?
What's keeping you?
Look, the door is there.
Don't I mean anything for you?
Not even a little tenderness?
A little sweetness? . ..
You're begining to annoy me!
What more do you want?
I made you come, didn'[ I?
And then ?!
Couldn't you be more gentle?
Listen...
That's the way I am.
Or like this, or at all!
If you want to leave,
you're free to do it!
Sit down.
Got an ID?
Married?!
- Children?
- No.
Betten
What does your husband do ?
- He's a captain.
- Alright...
The total is...
I can pay, I assure you!
I really don't know what
made me do it!
It was the first time...
Ills the irs! time you got caught
Ma'am, l'm sorry, but l'll have to
denounce you. Call the police.
Hello?
From the "Cori" department store.
Can I have the Inspector on dug'?
- Yes, yes, /7/ wait..
- Don't say anything!
Don't say anything!
Don't say anything! No!
How dare you?
Out!
Out!
Beggar!
Has anything happened?
Where the f*** has she gone?!
F***!
What are you doing?
Nothing...
I saw you were crying...
Yes, but you mustn't get like this...
Easy...
Easy...
- Captain Asciutto's looking for you.
- Why? Anything happened?
I don't know.
Come in.
Ah, Passeri, come in.
Sit down.
Thank you.
What do you have for me, then ?
Nothing, nothing new.
As a matter of fact l've...
.. l've written down...
.. everything...
.. the lady did.
If... Here it is...
If you want to throw a glance over it...
No, leave it.
Today she has behaved we/L
Don '[ you agree ?
Still, one shouldn't be forced
to shadow his own wife.
We're wretched, we're beggars.
Always anxious, always agitated,
it can't go on.
When one gets here,
better shoot himself.
And then shadowing her,
you could be wrong, couldn't you?
Should I stop?
What do you think?
Give me an advice.
I don't know.
A pity you're not an officer,
you and I get along fine.
On the other hand, hierarchy
should be respected.
Othenrvise, everything would go to ruin.
You understand me, don't you?
Captain, Sir, l'll so everything
you'll tell me to!
Let's forget it! Yes, yes!
We'll do as you say.
Listen, Passeri, do you want...
.. a leave, a special one?
Do you want to go home?
You onbl have to tell me!
No... really... I feel fine in the
barracks, Captain, Sir.
What will we do, Captain, Sir?
Wait, wait.
Come here. Don't be afraid.
- You go to the right door.
- Yessir!
Stop him!
It's useless runing away, Cieroni!
l've recognized you!
What do I care?
And what do you? Stupid brute!
We'll settle this in the barracks!
Rentboy!
Ass-licker!
- Stupid!
- Move!
Take this. Go and f***.
And remember, you must always squeeze
your buttocks, not open them!
- Scram!
- Yessir!
Listen, fag, you must stop bothering
my soldiers! - Calm down.
I don't take orders from you,
l'm a free citizen, not a soldier!
- Give up my soldiers!
- What "your soldiers"? Do you own them?
l'll denounce you!
Denounce who? l'm as in my home here.
This is illegal entering.
- There's a sentence.
- Shut up!
If I catch you yet again with one of my
soldiers, l'll smash your face!
You're soldiers are grown-ups, they can
do whatever they want!
- You take advantage they need money!
- Pa y them batted
- l'm warning you l'm running out
of patience! - Because you're wrong?
You're mistaken! Know who's right? Me!
Because I can beat you up!
Try it!
If you were a man...
Going with women makes you a man?
Is f***ing the only sign of virility?
- Enough!
- What are you doing?
How dare you?
Let him have it! Let him have it!
Hit him! Hit him!
Enough! Enough!
Let him go!
Scram!
Come, come.
She's sleeping!
Come again please?
My wife's sleeping.
Would you like some spaghetti?
Yes.
How is it... If I may...
What can I say? It could...
It could be worse, but these last days
she's less annoying...
.. she gets less on my nerves.
Can I...
- Can I help you set the table?
- No. Listen...
Go and bring the whiskey.
The second door.
l've hidden it in the display cabinet
with trophies. Go!
He wants the whiskey.
- Here it is.
- Sit down.
Do you want some?
Yes, thank you.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
After all, l'd need so little...
That she'd bear me a son.
To have something to mould, to form.
To make him exactly like you want!
To train him from the first
day of his life!
You can turn a man into whatever
you want, can't you?
Correct me if l'm talking bullshit,
I dind't go to no university!
On the contrary... on the contrary...
lt'd be great seeing people change
under your eyes.
You could put it down on the job...
See the soldier putting on weight,
taking a healthy colour...
.. the shadows under
his eyes go away...
He learns walking, saluting,
having a straight posture!
When he arrives, you know, he's dazed,
clumsy, a mummy's boy!
A/ways leaning on the walls!
Have you noticed? - Yes.
They change in 12 months...
Imagine having a son for life!
When small, letting him cry
during the night!
Then sending him to state schools.
Cold water, no heating!
And then, after elementary school, all
summer abroad, so he'll learn the ropes!
And in high-school, whores,
l'll take him! So he skips wanking!
Go!
Why are you running?
Why are you running?
You're hitting me with the foot!
You're dirtying my face!
- Go slower! What do you care?
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