Senso '45

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BLACK ANGEL:

March 25th, 1945

Year 23 of the Fascist Era

Hurry!

Can't you go faster?

The road's a mess,

the car's doing the best it can.

I promised your husband

I'd look after you...

You promised me something too...

Don't worry...our pact

still stands...

Our wicked pact...

Livia, I want you.

I can't wait to get to Venice.

I know, but drive faster.

The sooner you get me to Helmut,

the sooner I'll honour our pact!

You'll be with him today,

and so today...

Yes, don't talk any more...

just drive.

Let me rest for a while.

Yes!

So it's true, with some man

off the street!

And after...

not knowing what to do..

How to ask?

Nothing, eh?

It's true.

It's true! It was the disgust,

the horror of that vain,

obscene attempt...

Perfect! Perfect!

Crying now? Why?

At this point, no!

Let me go now!

What are you saying? Why?

- Now that you know this...

- But I knew already!

- How could you?

-I figured it out!

I'm so ashamed!

No one move!

Any spies or fascist traitors

in here must come out now!

There's partisan lead for them!

Venetians! Time is almost up for

Hitler and the fascist traitors!

Fight alongside us for

national liberation...

and to crush Nazi-fascism

once and for all!

- Death to fascism!

- Freedom for the people!

Long live the Front for Youth!

Ladies and gentlemen, good evening

and enjoy yourselves!

No one move!

The theatre is surrounded!

Give it to me!

I said, give it to me.

It's an order!

I won't give you a thing!

You could have taken them

from those men onstage!

Slut! Cover yourself up,

this isn't a whorehouse!

The lady is with me...

give the leaflet back to her!

Let's go.

It's not allowed for...

Of course it's allowed!

Everything is now!

Who is that lout?

Lt. Helmut Schultz, of the German

Film Unit here in Venice.

A lecher who does what he wants!

How's that possible?

If you get the actress Lida

Barova into bed with Goebbels...

anything's possible.

Lieutenant.

They're characters, these Italians!

I realized that he'd done

it for me.

I felt his pressing desire

between my legs...

I felt it like I'd never

felt a man before...

His stare had violated me.

I didn't back a way... I wasn't

ashamed...I had an orgasm.

What did Ugo mean about

Lida Barova?

She was Goebbels' mistress

until Hitler made him

give her up.

What's Lt. Schultz's involvement?

- He was her escort

- Escort?

Yes, you know...he was pimping

for Goebbels!

- And now?

- Didn't you see?

He's a stud who fucks them all!

How come you know him?

Because he represents Germany

at the Minculpop and Istituto Luce.

He and I sign the agreements for

newsreel exchanges with the Germans.

Are newsreels the only things

you exchange?

No! Don't do it!

It meant he wanted to make love.

My husband only got aroused

if I kept my stockings on.

I'm keeping on good terms with him

because it's all falling apart here.

See what happened at the theatre?

We must prepare for the aftermath.

Understand what I mean?

Reciprocal favours...Ugo and I are

taking steps...friends...enemies...

everyone's got interest to safeguard.

Helmut is one German that

could prove useful

maybe just because of his vices, eh?

Turn off the lamp, there's the

anti-aircraft searchlight

It's a beautiful night!

There's a full moon...

I enticed him up behind me so

as to avoid looking in his face.

That night, I couldn't have stood

the sight of his hairy nostrils or

his expression as he took me.

- What vices?

-What?...what vices?

You said Schultz could be

useful because of his vices.

Oh, yes...I meant that since he's

amoral, cynical, a gambler...

a degenerate...with women too...

- Why all this interest in him?

-I couldn't care less!

Darling...you're so wet...

Gorgeous...dirty sow...

Like it, slut?

Tell me truth. You like it, eh?

Come on, tell me!

Why had I married Carlo?

If I'd ever loved him before,

I certainly didn't now.

I was also certain of another thing

that thrilled and scared me.

My body, my flesh, my senses

desperately wanted Helmut.

- Like a bag, ma'am?

- Why not?

Two liras.

- Hello grandma!

- What does he want?

Thank you.

Hey, you little turd, stop there!

- What do you say, men?

-I haven't done anything to you.

Did you hear?

He hasn't done anything to us!

If he says he hasn't done anything,

well...

lets snip it!

Now get out of here!

Don't forget the lesson!

Too many here are dancing

while the Fatherland weeps.

Pay no attention, they're crazy.

Your change.

Keep it.

My heart skipped a beat.

I'd craved to see him again,

but at the same time I was scared

it would happen.

Without even looking, I

sensed he was following.

Blood rushed to my head.

Like me to hold that for you?

-I must talk to your husband.

- He's not at home.

No, no...

You don't want to?

No one's forcing you.

I didn't know how to pull away...

I didn't want to.

I felt my submissiveness

arousing his senses.

I'll tell you again, you're free.

See...you're mine!

Ah, it's you, ma'am.

Lt. Schultz is here for my husband.

Of course.

Excuse me.

I love you.

Go, go...

I loved him too...yes, I loved him.

- Bloody hell!

- What is it?

- A roadblock

- A roadblock?

Partisans...

Keep calm, I'll handle this.

Turn of the motor and get

out with your hands up.

I have a safe-conduct.

Cornelia, check the car.

The rest of you watch the road.

Bora, search them.

- Negative

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