Spasmo
- R
- Year:
- 1974
- 94 min
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1
Got a light?
Thanks.
Wait.
Hey.
But it's a doll.
Hey.
Oh, what a
wonderful place.
Look over there.
There's a Spanish fort.
- Uh-huh.
- Overlooks the whole bay.
Is this where you
used to come with Fritz?
I don't see anything
special about it.
I mean, it's lovely,
yes, but-
You're wrong; it's mysterious.
Besides, we were kids.
I remember one
summer long ago.
- Someone had...
- Oh, please.
Someone had
strangled it.
It was a horrible sight.
Made me sick.
- If it wasn't for Fritz I'd have...
- Oh, stop it.
Christian.
There's a dead woman
down there.
Who are you?
What do you want?
I'm sorry.
I thought...
You looked dead
from up on the hill.
What happened to you?
It must have
been the sunlight.
I must have fainted.
I don't remember.
Do you feel better now?
Yes, I feel much better.
I'm sorry.
My name's Barbara.
I'm Xenia and
this is Christian.
What you need
is a double scotch.
That'll pick you up.
I'll get it.
It wouldn't be wise to leave
What made you
think I was dead?
We were talking about a dog.
It was strangled.
So it was only the
power of suggestion.
Perhaps.
Where are you from?
- Well, I'm...
- Christian!
I can't find it!
Excuse me.
Hey.
Where did she go?
Disappeared.
What is it?
Tucania?
What's that?
An Etruscan Nile city,
or a talking bird?
Hello?
Yes.
What about it?
What did you say
that name is?
Tucania.
- Ciao.
- Hey, your bag.
Thank you, darling.
I'll see you later, okay?
Okay.
Hi, everybody!
Hi, sweetheart.
How are you?
- Fine, wonderful.
- Good, lovely.
- Thank!
- Have a drink.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
- You shouldn't say that.
- Come on, honey.
Let's go on the poop deck.
Nice boat.
Nice party.
Nice everything.
Thanks.
Sounds like you're having
a nice boring time.
How'd you know
about the party?
We don't know
each other.
We were just passing by
and saw the name Tucania.
Got curious.
What is it, a bird?
No, a yacht.
Mine.
Do you know Barbara?
Why?
You look at her
like the two of you
robbed a bank together.
- Not yet.
- Got an aspirin by any chance?
Why, don't you feel well?
No, I don't.
Aren't you lucky?
It means I'm now pregnant.
Congratulations.
Have a drink
to celebrate.
Come with me.
I'll give you an aspirin.
Are you angry?
Well, aren't you even
going to ask me
why I left today?
Who's Alex?
Let's say he's a friend.
Rich, possessive, sympathetic,
who's also in love with me.
Poor Alex.
Courtesy isn't exactly
your strong point.
I know.
And yet I like to use
a little courtesy with you.
And gentleness.
And tenderness.
That's funny.
That's not the reaction
I usually provoke.
It's because I like you.
Seriously.
You never give up.
Do you?
That moon doesn't bother you?
There's no moon
in my motel room.
I was right.
You're a sweet, sweet whore.
Okay, let's go.
But you have to shave
your beard off first.
What?
Your sweet, sweet whore
doesn't take any payment,
but she does
have her whims.
You're crazy.
I could have you now, here.
And you'd like it
even with the beard.
I have a razor in my room.
Big, sharp, and sexy.
- What'll you have?
- A coffee, please.
Let's go inside.
Mm?
- You really want me to...
- Yes.
Apart from the fact
that it scratches me,
I'm very suspicious
of men with beards.
Okay, okay.
It's not the first time
that a convict
had to change
his appearance.
What do you do?
Plastics.
I'm the major stockholder
in my brother's company.
Asking too much of you?
I'm afraid you could
ask me for anything.
Well, while you shave,
I'll create some atmosphere,
okay?
Don't put all the lights out.
Everything alright?
Mm.
Second thoughts?
You know what?
You can keep your
lovely beard and leave.
It's really a
very silly game.
No, in fact it's
a beautiful game,
and I'm not going to leave,
even if you threaten to kill me.
Well, in which case,
get started.
I think you're an
exceptional woman...
Capable of miracles.
Close the door, will you?
Do you mind?
- What the hell-
- Quiet.
Just do as you're told.
Look, friend,
whoever you are,
you're making a mistake.
No, friend.
There's no mistake.
That's for the girl.
Listen, about Barbara-
You lousy motherf***er.
You trying to trade back
that little prick beta
in exchange for your life?
Hold it.
You wouldn't,
would you?
I don't want to kill you.
But I want to know why
you want to kill me.
What are you doing,
destroying my bathroom?
What happened?
What's the matter?
I've killed a man
I never saw before.
It's not possible.
You're joking.
I'm not joking.
A man...
I killed a man!
Maybe you...
Maybe he wanted...
Come and see.
Come on, maybe you
know who he is.
- Who he was.
- No.
No, I'm not
coming in there.
We have to
phone the police.
No.
It's too hard to explain.
They won't believe us.
They can't believe us.
First we should decide
exactly what to say.
But I'm not calling the police.
I'm calling my brother.
Maybe you shouldn't call
your brother or the police.
Maybe you shouldn't
call anyone just now.
Oh, let's get out of here.
Let's get out of here and then
we can decide what to do.
- You mean run away?
- Yes.
You said yourself it would
be too difficult to explain.
Come on.
Let's not have a scene, alright?
The setting's all wrong.
- Let's go inside.
- What do you want, Alex?
I want you to
come with me.
Listen, you have
no right to ask-
You had your fun, now go.
Get in the car.
Where are you taking her?
For a drink.
You can come along.
We have a few things to
clarify after what's happened.
Don't you agree?
You're playing a useless,
stupid game, Alex.
What do you hope
to gain by it?
You.
For God's sake,
Christian, what's wrong?
You look like you
just murdered someone.
What the hell do you mean?
Just what I said.
Why do you follow us?
- I'm sure it was you!
- Christian...
Christian, we must behave
like sensible human beings.
You're coming with me to
Monte Carlo tomorrow morning.
A change of scenery
will do you good.
Chain...
The medal.
I must have left
the medal over there!
Well, what do you say?
You leave with me,
and Christian just leaves.
If he wants to keep
out of trouble, okay?
Well, well, well...
So the kid isn't quite the
fool he pretends to be.
What the hell
did you bag?
It's a rubber doll.
We found it tied
up to a tree.
- No kidding.
- Yeah, with a knife stuck in it.
- Hello?
- Hello.
It's Christian.
Is my brother
still at the factory?
At this time of night?
Mr. Christian, there's nobody
here but me, the watchman.
Try tomorrow morning.
- How'd you get here?
- I ran away.
I got a lift from
a truck driver.
I was going straight
to the motel,
but then I recognized
your car, and...
Did you get the chain?
Is everything alright?
The body...
That man's body...
It's gone, disappeared.
It's not in the bathroom.
But that's not possible!
Are you sure?
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