They Have Changed Their Face

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THEY'VE CHANGED FACES

Auto Avio Motors.

the Soviet representatives

concerning the modifications

to the 1004 model.

Valle, this is Arche.

Come at once.

General Management.

Good morning.

Ah, it's you, Valle.

Thank God you're here.

They want you upstairs.

- Me?

- Yes. You.

- Upstairs?

- The VP.

- I have a meeting with designers

in half an hour.

- I have already cancelled. Go.

- To the 19th?

-Looks like you've arrived.

Office of the Vice President.

- Yes?

- Dr. Alberto Valle.

- Come with me.

CEO.

Come in.

Welcome, Dr. Valle.

Thank you, Felsi, you can go.

- Pour yourself a drink.

- Thank you.

I am glad to meet you.

I don't think we've met before.

- I am mostly dowstairs.

- Please.

Exactly. You were at 10th.

Can you go at once?

- Yes. Of course.

- The owner of A.A.M.

would like to see you

at his villa

in the mountains.

- The owner? But aren't you...?

- I am just the CEO. The owner...

is Engineer Giovanni Nosferatu.

Excuse me. Is there

a gas station nearby?

Hello.

My car's running out of gas.

Is there a gas station

here somewhere?

Motor. Gasoline.

Hey, white man.

I'll lead you to gasoline

if you give me a lift.

Tarzan carries Jane

to his iron horse.

Jane has tired feet.

Where have you popped up from?

I'm coming from there

and I'm going that way.

Get in, let's go.

Hold on a moment.

To begin with, who are you?

OK, I get it.

Jane travels on foot.

Rule 17, never pick up

hitch-hikers who have

no written permission

from parents.

All right, Jane, get in.

I need gas.

there's a gas station.

A deal's a deal.

Get in.

- Aren't you cold?

- Perhaps.

I'm lucky to have run into you.

Very few cars take this road.

- Where are you going?

- I told you.

I'm going there.

- There, where?

- What does it matter?

- You're a strange girl.

Full tank, please.

Is it always this foggy

in these parts?

Could you show me the way

to the Villa Nosferatu?

They are not very talkative here.

I think he only talks

if you want your oil changed.

- And then?

- And then nothing.

No, wait. Here's a strange sign.

Something I don't understand.

- Good or bad?

- No, just important.

You must be a CEO.

- No, I'm just an employee.

I work in an office.

- An office? One of those places

where all rooms are

the same and all people

do exactly the same thing?

- Something like that.

- And what do you make?

- Cars. Planes.

- What's your name?

- Alberto Valle. And yours?

- Laura.

I swear, when I saw you like that,

among those shacks...

- Because you're a bourgeois.

I needed a lift, so...

- It was so convincing,

it could be dangerous.

- No need to take it so seriously.

I always do that.

Engineer G. Nosferatu.

The place you were asking about

at the gas station? - Yes.

- He can't be a very cheerful guy.

- Why?

- It's cold here.

The birds don't sing.

If he's so dreary,

why go see him at all?

- Because he told me to.

- And you couldn't disobey?

I don't think he's expecting you.

- Yes, he expects me,

and no, I can't disobey.

- You're going?

- Of course.

- Wouldn't you like to go with me?

- But where?

- What does it matter?

Pity.

Bye.

Alberto.

Are you happy?

Would you like to make love to me?

- Not now. I can't.

- Alberto.

I'll wait for you.

- When you're tired of waiting,

leave them on the dashboard.

I am Dr. Valle,

Sr. Nosferatu is expecting me.

Dr. Valle?

I am Engineer Nosferatu's secretary.

My name is Corinna.

You wanted to leave?

- No. Thank you.

I just wanted to park the car.

- Don't worry.

Even outside the gate,

your car is completely safe.

No one ever approaches

the boundary wall.

- Why?

The cigarettes are on the table,

so are the drinks.

Now if you'll excuse me,

I must announce your arrival.

When you are tired,

nothing can be better than

an armchair of

pressurized plastic.

"Plastic Comfort".

Because it's soft.

It envelops and caresses you...

"Plastic Comfort" furniture

costs less and lasts longer.

Yes, because woodworms gather

on top of it and

fall to the floor,

killing themselves.

Remember:

"Plastic Comfort",

plastics that are not plastics.

Need a light?

Thank you.

The Engineer asked me to

be your hostess.

If you folllow me,

I'll show you your room.

- When can I see him?

- Not before supper.

By day he stays in his office,

and no one can see him.

Supper will be at 10 sharp.

Can I do anything more for you?

- Nothing that lies within

a secretary's competence.

- A secretary's duties

are highly stretchable.

See you later.

A shower is not a shower

if your water supply system

does not contain the additive

of A-Uno Tonic.

With A-Uno you're younger,

stronger.

With A-Uno life and love

give more pleasure.

A-Uno Tonic,

a caress on your skin.

I want to feel on my body

the caress of A-Uno.

Give yourself to it

without shame,

young and naked.

I am young, and I am...

Good evening, Corinna.

Is Engineer Nosferatu

joining us?

Good evening, Dr. Valle.

Welcome to my house.

- Thank you.

I hope you had a good journey.

Although you may have had some

difficulty in finding the villa?

- In fact, yes.

- The people here

are not very talkative.

But that sometimes yields

pleasant surprises.

Please.

Don't worry,

no advertising this time.

I try out the advertising slogans

on the internal circuit.

It is an interesting test market.

- I'm sure.

I used to be in advertising.

- I know.

From December 1960 to March 1963.

- You are very well informed.

- But I am sure that

your present career

gives you more satisfaction.

Hold it!

This is the fruit, Dr. Valle.

I beg your pardon.

First course is yellow.

Second course red.

Fruit is orange,

the dessert is chestnut.

- Thank you.

In each container is

a nourishing substance

with an abundance of

all necessary nutrients.

And no danger of

indigestion or ulcers?

Those come in

special containers.

Exactly like the others.

I have created

the first example

of gastronomic socialism.

I am sure you

will appreciate that.

- May I know what I am

eating? - Of course.

Those are veal medallions

in Madeira sauce.

- I think the original taste

could be chemically preserved.

- I eliminated it on purpose.

As Freud pointed out in his time,

the gustatory or olfactory stimuli,

just like the sexual ones,

lead only to pleasure

for its own sake,

and result in a

waste of energy.

- But one cannot

evaluate pleasure

in terms of productivity.

- Why not?

Productive energy is too precious

to risk wasting it.

Excuse me, Dr. Valle.

I have some urgent

business to attend to.

But we shall meet again later.

The night is long.

If you want to stretch your legs,

I'll show you the park.

It's a good idea.

When you return,

we'll talk of important things.

- You don't like

the night, Dr. Valle?

- On the contrary.

Particularly in your company.

I was thinking about

Engineer Nosferatu.

He is a very strange man.

- Like all talented people.

- No, it's not that.

For years I've been

working for him,

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