Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom Page #3
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enabled me to make his acquaintance
Conceal my turpitudes from
these innocents
Enough. I am eager to hear
Signora Maggi's voice
My childhood years were spent in
endowing my body with the capacity...
...to satisfy the basest,
most outrageous desires
difficult task...
...and my fame spread throughout
ltaly
celebrities...
...and to them I gave the best
of myself
My first story concerns a most
curious episode in my life
Signora Evola, the Madam
I worked for...
...sent me to a client after feeding
me a large laxative-spiced meal
The client was an old
Carabinieri General
He made me undress him and
put a nappy on him
I was used to such fixations,
I was ready to help him
Suddenly, my bowels rebelled and he
ordered me to relieve myself...
...which I did without embarrassment
He made me dip my fingers in
the excrement...
...and feed it to him like a baby
He swallowed everything, imitating
the cries of a baby...
...and ejaculated into his nappy
I knew a man capable of quite diverse
refinements of the sort
We expect only the best tales of you
My next story took place in Verona
I was told that the client
waiting at a hotel...
...was an old nobleman,
notorious for his depravity
My curiosity was immense
That evening my mother was more
intolerant than usual
She pleaded with me not to go
I couldn't resist the temptation,
so I killed her
The only thing to do
The excitement awaiting you was
supreme...
...meriting the utmost sacrifice
It's folly to say one owes
anything to one's mother
Must we be grateful for her having
pleasure with a man?
That should have been enough
reward for her
Long ago, I was cursed with
a mother...
...who aroused the same feelings
you felt for yours
As soon as I could, I sent her
to the next world
It was a profound pleasure when she
closed her eyes for the last time
Why is that child crying?
Your words remind her of her mother
Her mother died trying to protect her
Splendid!
It's your mother you're crying for?
Come here, let me console you
Come back to Papa's arms
He'll sing you another lullaby
What an opportunity you offer me
Signora Maggi's story merits
immediate re-enactment
I beg you to have mercy on
my suffering
My mother died for me and
I'll never see her again
Undress her immediately
Kill me! God will take pity on me!
Don't dishonour me!
This howling is the most exciting
thing I've ever heard
Kill me! Free me from this torment,
seeing and hearing such horrors!
You all heard her call on God
Your Excellency, enter her name
in the Penal Register...
...for a terrible punishment
Do away with me, so that
I can be with my mother
You will be punished and deflowered
when we decide the time is ripe
Don't think your tears restrain my
desire; they make me more ruthless
Come here, my child, it's ready
On your knees!
Go on!
Eat it
That stupid girl's making a scene
over such a delicacy
A friend insisted that all the
excrement he ate every day...
...come from a beggar woman, so it
would be more putrid and delicious
I found an old woman of seventy
for him
Spoiled food can provoke
excellent diarrhoea
The subject should eat hastily, at
odd hours, to overload the stomach
We must try that at once
Dear President
I am eager to know how you
first met Signora Maggi
She will tell you after His Honour
has married his Sergio
Then you'll laugh at my expense
I won't deprive you of that pleasure
Today's story demands a revision
of our rules
If we wish to enjoy the fruit...
...of our stay within these walls...
...let us revise some of our rules
For example, we put containers in the
latrines to collect all excrement...
...so that nothing goes to waste
Let's follow Signora Maggi's example,
giving our dear President...
...the joy of seeing his dream
come true
Good day, Signora Castelli
I'm sorry, we'll be ready in a moment
I've come to make sure
The chamberpots, quick!
You know the rules!
Tell me your name!
I couldn't help it, with the muck
we're given to eat
Your name?
It's Doris, the most undisciplined
of our girls
She will be company for those
already listed here
-Whose is this?
-Mine. Help yourself
Is that how you obey our rules,
impertinent brat?
Show me this boy's arse
You even dared to wipe yourself.
You'll get what you deserve
We're ready...
...but preparing this one meant that
There is no evasion
Unless the German people fall...
...we are prepared for any
eventuality ...
...to save a human soul,
even in this part of Africa
your every command
Those I considered the most
capable...
...were fed appropriately
Thus as this solemn wedding feast we
shall enjoy the greatest delicacy
Our girls abstained from relieving
themselves all day...
...in compliance with your decree...
...that we produce this for you
Let the rite begin
Our guide restored the divine
character of monstrosity...
...thanks to reiterated actions,
that is to say:
ritesNo more intoxicating desire exists...
...endowing you with the vigour...
...to meet the challenge awaiting you
Eat, my exquisite bride
You must prepare for our night
of love
Nothing's worse than a breath
without odour
I can't do it
Offer it to the Madonna
Do this
Say:
"I can't eat rice withmy fingers like this"
Then eat sh*t
I refer, as you will have guessed...
...to our illustrious President
...I was impressed by such special
tastes in one so young
Tastes that will become clearer later
Liberated from my mother...
...I found life rich in all
its delights
One day Madam presented me to
the libertine in question
as somewhat unusual
The scene took place in his house.
I was shown into a darkened room
I saw a man lying on the bed...
...and a coffin in the middle
of the room
"You see before you...", he said...
"...a man on his deathbed...
"...but he doesn't want to close
his eyes...
"...without making a last homage to
the object of his adoration
"I adore the behind
"Although I am dying, I wish to die
kissing one
"When life has left my body...
"...place me in the coffin...
"...wrap me in my shroud and
close the coffin lid
"I insist that you observe my orders
to the letter
"In this supreme moment with the
sole object of my lewd desire
"Come quickly!"
He went on, his voice broken, sobbing
"Hurry! I am at death's door"
So I went to him and showed him
my backside
"Oh, what a marvellous arse
"Having seen this, my life can end.
I've never seen one as alluring"
He played with it, kissed it, just as
would the healthiest of men
He made me relieve myself of all
that was in my bowels
I was not at all embarrassed
"Now it is the time for me to die.
As he said that, he gave
a profound sigh
Piss over me
I can't, it won't come
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