The Flesh Page #4

Giulia, take the funnel.

It's the best way to do it.

Move it close to my mouth.

Come near with the chocolate.

Come on, climb up.

Help him.

With care, OK?

Slowly, with care.

A little bit more, more.

He's suckling.

I'm feeding him.

Kids, get out.

Visit time is over.

Mom has started throwing

stones again.

Luckily I moved the bed over here.

Mom knows how to aim.

I know. This time, we screwed her.

She was shooting upstairs

thinking the bed was there.

- What he said about the money?

- Negative.

Francesca!

Help me.

Were those your kids, outside?

Finally, you're back.

They take after their mother,

they're both blond.

Why didn't you come in

if you saw them?

What could I have done here?

It would have been much better.

If you had come in.

I felt embarrassed.

I think Giulia noticed

my erection.

Fortunately they come. at least

they gave me to eat.

I'm begging you. Please,

release me from this spell.

I will try to.

Meanwhile, I'll take advantage

of the situation.

Easy... Gently.

- I wanted to punish you,

- Why?

Why... argh?

Because we didn't make love?

No, because we did it

that way.

And you didn't like it?

I liked it all the same, but...

I wanted to go away...

but I forgot to take the luggage.

The luggage...

You came back only

because of the luggage?

No, but I don't feel like it

anymore.

I'm melting down.

I'm melting down.

Want some?

I beseech you to release me

from what has become

a curse.

I forgot. Yesterday, while taking a

walk, I saw a few storks.

There are no storks here.

What do you mean?

What's this?

Please, please.

Last night, you promised

something to me.

Release me, you promised me.

I did try yesterday but I

was afraid I could fail.

I told myself, this morning

I'll eat, go out...

Honestly, I've done it only once

with a Japanese codger.

What does that mean?

I've always been with

sexually gifted men.

Considering we are not

understanding one another

I've got to change my attitude.

I forbid you, ma'am,

to leave me in

a situation like this.

You ought to do something

to set me free!

I take on myself

full responsibility!

Are you sure? If I fail,

you are to blame.

Don't you worry.

Don't you worry.

You make the sign of the cross?

Wasn't this an Indian ritual?

You never know.

- No, Enough now!

- What's wrong with you?

The spots have disappeared.

What am I going to do now?

God, it works.

God, it works...

My God.

Now, you have to explain me what

does "sexually gifted" mean?

A bunch of roses will please her

But also the noise of cellophane

But a beer is better than all

On a sticky day like this

I'm sitting on the top of a curbstone

Thinking about my loves

Between two bikes - the silence

I simply can't describe

Such a path in my sandals

What trips Bartali must have done

With that nose sad like an uphill

Those joyous eyes

of an Italian on trip

And the French who go nuts

Thanks, you made me

a nice habit.

My mom made me one when

I was down with meningitis.

You recovered completely?

Yes. Thanks to cod's oil

and Saint Anthony.

I went to school barefoot

for 6 months.

All my schoolmates were

nagging me:
"Mellerio, twit, twit!"

You keep on talking about

your mother. I'm Francesca.

It's such a nice place.

There are...

Some strange spirits,

sensations..

I know. I used to take

my dog for a walk there.

We will reload ourselves

spiritually.

But I am spiritual, right?

You're not spiritual.

You only think about f***ing.

Now that... - Careful!

Against the pirates.

I can smell flesh here.

But not dead flesh.

Living flesh.

Sex, p*ssy...

How wonderful!

I'll take off my rainproof

and put my scene costume on.

Here we go.

I'm Agathon from Athens.

Socrates' friend.

Well, so-so.

Nicola is dead.

What?

He drank the hemlock.

Give me a break.

May I?

Thanks, very kind of you.

Who's that man?

A beggar. A true tramp.

Where do you find the strength

to be so theatrical?

Where?

How are you doing, guys?

Hi.

Hemlock...

Are you ready for a love story?

I'm a difficult,

very difficult guy.

Nicola...

Nicola...

I'm not speaking with you.

If you want to know something,

ask them.

You won't hear anything from me.

Come here, my little Nicola.

You fools.

Nice ass.

Come, my friend.

Leave her alone.

- I wasn't talking to you.

- How are you?

I'm not moving from here.

How beautiful you are, Francesca.

So, how did the surgery go?

I was supposed to go with

my best friend.

My...

brother.

My son.

And he didn't show up.

So did you have that operation,

yes or no? Tell me the truth.

You'll never find it out:

maybe I did, maybe I didn't.

Gudrun.

He ordered me to say nothing.

You are a bunch of...

Aldo, did he have that operation?

You want the lobster

and I want to make love.

My friends aren't that bad, right?

I can't stand the sight

of them!

You're right. Let's stay home.

Have a light lunch

and tonight, I'll make you a dinner,

a lavish one, with candlelight.

Where's Giovanna?

Calm down.

She'll be right back.

It's ready.

This is the basic salsa

for the roast beef

in the microwave.

The French call it "fumet".

A roast beef without salsa

is... naked.

It's obscene.

You talk about roast beef

as if it was a woman.

Who's there? We haven't invited

any guests.

I'm freezing. May I come in?

Giovanna, come in.

What are you doing here?

Nicola is looking for you.

You got lost in the forest?

You look nice with these

flowers.

Want a foie gras canap?

No, thanks.

- Shall we call for a taxi?

- No, thanks.

I want to stay with you.

Do you want me?

These are for you two.

But you hurt your hands...

Poor thing.

Want a glass of hot wine?

So I can stay with you?

Gladly, but it's a dinner

in evening dress.

How kind you are.

Can you lend me your sari,

the blue one?

- You looked so nice in it.

- Yes, come.

You looked like

the Virgin Mary.

Can I join?

You are jealous?

She loves us both,

don't you, Giovanna?

Can I stay?

Still asking questions?

Look how beautiful she is.

It's another kind of beauty,

so different from yours.

Cheers.

Don't cry.

You have all my platonic love.

How wonderful.

Two women at my feet.

I would like to die here.

You are a little bit in love with me?

The other day, I nursed a baby

boy. Or a baby girl.

Do you want me to

breast-feed you?

Careful. Don't suck my soul out.

Uniform of the Italian Navy.

1940. Seven Sinners.

John Wayne!

What are you doing?

Hands off.

Francesca, aren't you jealous?

Jealousy is a feeling

unknown to me.

Then, I'm going to be busy.

Go, go...

Don't get angry but

I'm crazy for him now.

When I get bored,

I'll let you know.

Let's hope it happens soon.

I'm madly in love with you.

Now, go to sleep.

We'll be back later.

I'm sleepy.

Cover yourself. The nights here

are fresh and humid.

And me?

We're such jerks,

We left her alone.

Let's go back.

No, no. Let's go to the house

of crocodiles.

Poor Francesca...

One-eyed.

You promised me...

If you leave him...

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