Swept Away Page #4
I'm not a f***ing donkey.
Master.
What?
If you're decent to me,
I'll make sure you get rewarded.
- Money?
- Lf you like.
You insult me.
You offer money you didn't work for.
At least a whore works for her bread.
And one other thing.
How do you know they will rescue us?
We might spend years on this island.
- I'd kill myself.
- Go ahead.
I can feast on you for a week.
But as long as you breathe, you work.
Go get some wood!
Why do you keep assaulting me?
The party is over.
You wait on me now. Move!
- You're hurting me.
- Move.
- But first, kiss the master's hand.
- What?
Kiss it. Kiss it!
You will be punished when you disobey.
Like you did to me.
You made me spit blood! Yesterday you
still called me disgusting names.
Kiss the master's hand.
Kiss it.
Or leave! It's your decision.
But if you leave, you leave forever!
Accept my terms or the terms of nature!
Hand! Kiss it!
- What are you doing?
- Quick, woman, take this!
Take what?
Don't be an idiot!
Take the octopus.
What are you doing?
Sorry...
...master.
- Your water.
- Why are you sitting down?
- Why not? I've worked and I've earned it.
- I want to be waited on.
Did you ever invite me
to your table on the boat?
Now it's time to serve me.
This f***ing lady. "The juice is warm.
The coffee's old.
The fishes is bad.
I want food, I'm hungry. "
Remember the abuse I took from you?
You despise us.
"Sweaty T-shirts, disgusting. "
Go on, impress me.
Give me grapefruit juice.
- Master, please.
- Grapefruit juice, find me some.
- Dance for me.
- What?
- I said, dance for me.
- There's no music.
Make some. Sing as well.
You are making me angry. Dance!
Sing.
I don't want to hear the sound
of dirty cats in alleys. I want singing!
Master?
Mr. Esposito?
That's enough.
You think I'm staring at your ass?
Big deal. As if I would.
What about when you
were sprawled out...
...with all your tits hanging out?
Yes, I said "tits. "
As if we didn't exist. Remember?
Show me your tits now.
Hear me?
Keep on playing deaf, then.
Are you bashful?
Madam is bashful.
How come you were not
embarrassed before? Undress!
- Filthy pig!
- You're fighting back at last.
- Come here. I'll teach you a lesson.
- Let go of me! Let go!
- Help!
- Go on, shout. Shout!
- Somebody, help!
- She's crying for help. The idiot!
Who's going to help you, id?...
Run, you little vixen. Run.
You rapist! Get off of me, you pig!
You'll pay for everything.
Get off, you pervert! Get off!
Why should I pay
for all of life's injustices?
- You're obsessed!
- Obsessed with justice.
You maniac! You sex fiend!
Pervert, get off!
What are you doing?
I'm going to destroy you and make you
feel what a real man is like.
You have never known a real man.
I hate you, but I like you.
And you know it.
I liked you on the boat.
Come on, say it.
Admit it, come on.
Say it. Confess your burning desire.
Come on. Come on.
Are you saying yes?
Are you saying yes?
Yes. I'm saying yes.
Well, it's no. Because I'm saying no!
You must fall in love!
Head over heels in love!
You're already my slave.
I want you as my love slave.
You'll crawl and beg for mercy.
You will burn with desire.
With passion, like a sickness!
I'll get under your skin. Into your head.
Your heart. Your belly.
I'm going to be your God!
Is that clear?
You don't know yet who
Giuseppe Esposito is!
Dear Mrs. Amber, you have never
looked so happy on the yacht.
Peppe, why aren't you sleeping?
You must call me master.
Call me master.
I'll call you whatever
you want me to call you.
Just let me go back to sleep.
Stop it.
You are getting good at this,
my princess.
Good. Harder, harder.
Make it tender.
Good.
Tell me, is life better than this
in the city?
Why you are so quiet tonight?
Come here.
How can you be sad
when you are so beautiful?
I don't believe you.
You'd rather be with a girl,
wouldn't you?
Someone younger.
- Someone prettier.
- What is it with women?
Always trying to look younger.
Thinner.
Would you really be interested in me
if you had a choice?
- You don't compete with 18-year-olds.
- Who says?
Society says.
Who's in charge of you?
You think about what others think.
I don't want a girl.
I'm a man, and a man wants a woman!
Come here!
That's enough. I have to stop that.
What are you gonna do about it?
I wanna fix it.
You're making a mess.
What?
- I don't believe it.
- What is it?
- Drink it.
- I'm not drinking that. You drink it.
Know your problem? You never
had to work, so you're not grateful.
How would you know?
You know nothing about my life.
When I met you,
you were a pain in the ass.
Well, maybe I wasn't happy.
Why not? Apparently you had everything.
Maybe what I wanted
wasn't what I needed.
Drink.
Bruce Lee.
Charlie Chaplin.
Jesus Christ.
Good game.
- Stupid game.
- Your turn.
How many words?
One word.
Big head.
The pope.
Godfather.
Marlon Brando.
What is wrong with you,
Mr. Esposito?
instead of talk.
I love you.
Fine words.
What if we hadn't been shipwrecked?
You'd still be rich, unhappy American wife.
I would still be a poor, Italian,
happy fisherman.
That was then. This is now.
Is this a fairy tale?
It happened because we are here.
Endless passion here.
I'd love to see Mrs. Amber strolling
down Five Avenue with Mr. Esposito.
Go on, picture it.
How much love can you see in that?
What are you doing? What is this?
It's a refrigerator.
- Where did you get it?
- I saw it flying by.
Watch your mouth!
How did you get it? And no funnies.
I got it with a spear.
It's big.
Hey, listen, I catch the fishes.
You cook them.
Fresh eggs?
Gulls' eggs?
Yep.
It's my job to get these eggs.
What have you done to me?
Don't you like it?
It's okay.
Okay?
Yeah. It's okay.
Run, my little vixen. Run. Run!
Let's hide.
- Don't, Peppe.
- Why not?
You say you love me.
I want the whole truth.
What more proof do you need?
I've never been happier in my life.
We were meant to be together,
you said so.
I don't want to go back.
I don't want to be tested.
If you love me, you can love me
anywhere. I want to know! I have to!
I want to know if a rich man's wife
thinks the same.
What difference does it make where
we are? Please, let's stay.
I love you.
I need proof.
Then we can do as you say.
- But I need to know you can resist.
- Believe me.
You're all that I want.
You're scared, aren't you?
That's why I need proof.
What did you do for food?
We made do.
Mr. Esposito is very clever.
- I have to go.
- No, no. Sit down.
- You must have something to drink.
- Yes.
You know, you have been on the news
for a month.
Excuse me. I have to go down.
Absolutely.
Your husband is on the radio.
He's on his way.
He's coming in by helicopter
to meet us at the nearest port...
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