Salon Kitty Page #5

You hide in silence under

the pretext of law and order.

And of tradition!

Tradition! Look at yourselves.

You are like two mummified insects.

Why should people like you be saved?

For the future of Germany, my dear!

Our generation must preserve...

Preserve what? Your own skin?

Your own stuff?

Keeping your eyes shut, so you won't

see anything and won't have to think.

A few months ago you were telling

a totally different story.

For you, Miss.

Who wants me?

Madam Kitty Kellermann.

What? Kitty?

Tell her that I am not home. No, wait.

Have her sit down on the porch.

What type of work do you do

in Berlin, Margherita?

Invent one yourself, dad,

one that keeps you most at peace.

I understand you, darling. I would've

acted the same way in your place.

But I cannot keep covering up for you.

Wallenberg wants you back.

Now you're a pimp for Wallenberg,

aren't you?

I'm nobody's pimp. Even less of

a politician like Wallenberg.

But don't forget that a German officer

was killed in your room.

That's not just stupid, but also

dangerous considering who he is.

Are you blackmailing me?

Let it be known that I don't care.

Go ahead and tell him,

if you want.

Tell him it was me -

I killed that pig to avenge Hans.

I didn't know you loved him that much.

You don't need to come back tomorrow

nor the day after tomorrow.

Rest a bit. In the meantime

I'll keep trying to calm the waters.

There's nothing to calm,

because I'm not coming back.

Don't lie - that won't help.

And write the report yourself:

Margherita Abandons Operation Kitty!

What operation?

The one that has people

hanging from butcher's hooks.

I don't know what you are

talking about.

The operation you conduct, Kitty.

Yours is a brood of spies...

...who drink champagne, screw, and

tell everything they hear to Wallenberg!

That's not true. There is not

one trace of truth in your story.

Stop playing the role of Kitty.

I don't ask you to justify yourself.

I don't give a sh*t if you're

Wallenberg's accomplice or if I am!

Me? Who really is the accomplice

of an SS captain?

You betrayed me!

You spy, spy! Spy! Spy!!

Spy in my nightclub - an honest,

clean welcoming brothel!

I hate you! I hate you all!

I never soiled myself

in all this political crap!

People can do whatever

they want there.

The sex there is clean!

Now I understand everything!

They changed the nightclub -

they changed the girls.

They were hoping they could

change Kitty as well.

I will kill that Wallenberg!

I'll destroy him,

I'll squash him like a worm!

I'll go to Hitler!

It really matters to me!

Calm down, Kitty. Calm down.

I thought that you were on their side.

Am I so stupid. How could I have

ever thought the same about you.

Forgive me. But...

Kitty, how did Wallenberg know

every word I said in that room?

We were by ourselves.

How did he know about his feelings...

...his decision to switch sides?

They hung him for that reason.

It was you who hung him on that hook.

No, not Hans.

I didn't write a single word in my report

about what Hans said to me.

At first I didn't want to admit I loved him.

But now I know I do.

I understand what he meant by saying:

"I'm tired of slaughtering human beings."

He was sure that I'd come to

understand that, too.

Kitty! Would you want to be

on my side?

No, never on that side.

Don't you understand that I've changed?

I'm coming out of a nightmare.

I need your help!

Make up your mind and wake up!

I don't understand anything anymore -

absolutely nothing.

Wasn't it you who said it's easier

to talk amongst women?

Let's try.

What would you like to do?

lmmediately go back to Berlin,

immediately!

Find out how Wallenberg learns

everything the men say in our rooms.

I want to clean up my place, Margherita.

I want it back the way it was,

as clean as it was, at any cost! Clean!

I'll leave, piss, and be back!

Kitty.

He'll end up a bit dead in the bathroom,

but he has forgiven the whole thing.

I don't remember the rest.

Kitty, are you here

to make eyes at me again?

I've known many men in my life,

but none as irresistible as you.

Why do you resist me then?

Well? What's going on?

Transforming this antique nightclub

into a Spa of the ancient Rome?

Kitty, get a sheet for yourself.

We have to talk, if you decide

not to be a clown for a moment.

As you wish. Tell me, tell me.

I found out why Wallenberg made me

change my location.

They're spying on us.

The girls are SS agents.

Everyday they report all the silly things

our guys squirt out while f***ing.

The girls are from the SS?

F*** me...!

I've known whores, but women like...

forgive me, Margherita.

That's not all.

The rooms are full of microphones.

No, not the bathrooms!

Of course, the noise of the shower

prevents them from listening.

Don't think the Nazis are so democratic

they let people piss in peace!

By the way...

We need your help.

To do what?

To destroy him.

It's a bit unusual conspiring

in a bathroom, even for an Italian.

However, it seems right that

the sh*t ends up in the toilet.

Hurray, hurray, Paris!

It's ours! Hurray!

A toast to the German soldiers

marching under the Arch of Triumph!

Heil Hitler!

Heil Hitler!

One more time!

Sieg Heil!

Heil Hitler!

- Long live France!

- Louder!

- Long live France!

- One more time!

Long live France!

Heil Hitler!

Hello? What happened to you?

Where are you?

In Paris, darling.

I tried to call you earlier.

You know that we Italians are

at war now, too.

Yes, just in time before

the inevitable triumph.

The government decided I am the best

war correspondent and I couldn't refuse.

What about me?

Did you forget about me?

No. Nobody forgets your kisses.

Act as if I'm right there with you.

Yes, of course, but it doesn't help.

I miss you too much! Thank you anyway.

No, darling, thank you for what?

I beg you, no, Kitty, a duty-bound call.

Listen, do you remember last time

in Margherita's bathroom?

I left the shower on,

and now it's filling up the whole room.

Go to Margherita's bathroom,

and turn off the shower, understood?

Go there immediately.

Be there at ten o'clock on the dot!

At ten, you got it, Kitty?

Bye, Kitty.

A kiss.

I beg you pardon.

Is there something wrong?

I'm fine, thank you.

I know everything.

Dino told me to provide you with

a radio transmitter.

Here it is!

Turn in on, and I'll record every word

for you at a distance of 1 kilometer.

If we want to f*** Wallenberg,

we'll use the same technique.

I hardly see you anymore.

Why aren't you saying anything?

Talk to me. Please, talk to me.

Do you like it? Tell me.

Slave and master.

Oh, God. I missed you so much.

Drink it.

I hate whores - paid lavatories.

And what am I?

Even if I don't do it for the money,

I'm still a whore.

You are my creature.

I invented you -

you're my accomplice.

Tell me anything you like - everything.

Who knows when I'll be

able to see you again.

Soon.

No, wait. I want you to stay

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