Lust for Frankenstein

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LUST FOR:

FRANKENSTEIN:

Last night I dreamt

that I was back in Manderlin.

The beautiful house of my

family.

Where I lived the happy

years of my childhood.

Had become

a dark and menacing...

...monster.

A strange silence

surrounded me. While

my steps drove me

into the old walls.

The balcony. The

blind windows...

Everything appeared

to me for the first time.

With a new face.

The image of a lost

and ruined world.

I realised then that

the strange death of Marvin.

My beloved father.

Had killed as web...

...the spirit of

the old beautiful house.

Moira. Moira...

I'm not allowed to

stand by you.

But I have to talk to you.

Listen to my record.

Moira. My record

is there.

Moira.

Moira. Please.

We must talk.

- Too late.

- I can explain everything to you.

Really?

I have expected six months

for a word of you.

Now is all over.

- Can't you forgive me?

I hate your intolerance.

Your stupid jealousy...

...and your weakness.

Give me a chance to

tell you I was wrong.

I love you so much.

Ok. Call me in a few

days. If it's your wish.

But nothing is going to

change my decision.

Maybe you will.

I love you. Moira.

I hate you. Cyrus.

- Abigail!

- I'm busy.

I don't want to see anybody!

- It's Moira. Your stepdaughter!

My sweet Moira.

Why hadn't you visited...

...your old stepmother?

- Are you alone?

- Of course!

Come in. Darling.

I'm Mario. The gardener.

May I help you with the luggage?

- I'll do it. Later.

Don't worry.

- Are you new here?

- I'm just an accidental gardener.

She's upstairs. With Carlitos.

- Who is Carlitos?

- The secretary. But you can go up.

Come closer. Don't be so timid.

A little kiss

for your sweet mum. Come on.

I just came to take

something from the studio.

- You're welcome.

If you want to have a cup...

of something later...

Mario will be...

here too. We can

have a lot of fun together.

Like in the good old times.

I hope you haven't forgotten...

...the nice moments

you had here with your daddy...

and your mummy

in this same house.

Oh. What a nasty family!

First of all.

You are not my mother.

But just a second wife

of my poor father.

And second:
I'm trying

very hard to forget...

these shameful moments

of my life.

I'm mature now.

You've lost all your power.

Bye bye.

Unhappy child!

Don't stop. You b*tch.

Go on. Lick it.

Moira. My lovely child.

You must help me

to fight my enemies.

Moira...

I'll tell you my secrets.

Do you remember

those days...

...when we were

in Lampedusa beach?

A mad idea

come into my mind.

To create a monsters.

Like my ancestors

did in the past...

But improving their work...

...to make a beautiful monster.

Capable of give...

pleasure or death.

Or death. Moira.

Now it's here. It exists.

It's very close to you.

And you will understand

all my love and my pain...

when I made it.

Help... I need help.

- What should I do?

- Open your shirt.

Thank you.

You are Moira Frankenstein.

- I think so.

- I need food.

Your blood gave me a

few minutes of strength.

I need more. Please.

The tape recorder. The doctor's

voice... Follow his orders...

...and I'll be your slave.

Go on. B*tch.

Go on...

- More...

The creature needs blood.

Fresh blood

to stay alive.

To recoup

the strength and the power.

You must give her the blood

of someone sane and young.

Do you have a name?

My father called me Goddess.

Open this damned door.

You b*tch! I know you're there.

- Hi. Dear.

- Hi. Handsome.

- Can I come in?

- Do you want a drink?

- Abigail wants you to join us.

- What for?

- To have a drink.

- Ok. Give me five minutes.

Come. I'll help you.

For God's sake!

It's not true!

Let's do it now.

You're not worried

about you. Are you?

You help me. I'll show

you the way to ecstasy.

Come to me.

Now you are my mistress.

You are my mistress.

You are my mistress.

- Good morning. Sweetheart.

- What are you doing here?

- I'm looking for my little gardener.

He came here last night. Right?

I supposed you'll know something.

Was he with you?

He didn't stay more than 5

minutes. He's not my type of guy.

Of course not. I forgot

you prefer them more mature.

Your little friend

may be sleeping...

...under a tree.

Or maybe preparing a bouquet...

of white flowers for you.

- Don't be nasty.

If you get bored. Come

along to us. You are welcome.

No. Father. No!

Goddess?

Goddess!

Goddess!

Mistress. Help me.

I'll be your slave.

Put your fingers in me.

Hello. Carla. I'm Moira.

I will be some days out of the town.

With the family.

Any news of Mr. Tarantino's

office? Oh. Send them

the outlines and the tittles.

Do you need some money?

You are an angel. Take care.

Hello. Margarita. It's Moira.

Have I got any call?

Dr. Cyrus?

Oh. My God. I forgot him.

He's not anymore my husband.

Not any more.

Margarita. Don't tell him

where I am.

Take your money.

I'll call you. Bye bye.

You arrive just on time.

Once a year. Can't do harm.

Who are you?

You are Marvin's monster!

On your knees. Slave.

Don't move. Abigail!

We must get out of here.

Where can we go?

Back to the studio.

You need help.

Why did you make

all that madness?

- I thought you wanted to let me down.

- Because of Abigail?

Like your father.

What's wrong with you. Goddess?

My Herat is full of love.

But my brain is full of hate.

My double sex is always on fire.

It needs love from

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