Senso '45 Page #3

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Its a marvellous film, it'll be

the masterpiece of Scalera studios.

I didn't understand a thing.

The gnawing jealousy of a moment ago

had become a violent

sexual excitement.

- Are you jealous.

- To death...

of all the women who look at you.

- Even of Elsa?

- Yes, of course...why?

Maybe I should be the jealous one.

What do you mean?

I'll explain another day,

there's no time now.

Are you free on Sunday?

I think so.

We'll meet at 3 o'clock, at Nemo's

Do you know it?

The shop that changed its

name from Memo to Nemo.

That's the one...

-You'll be there?

- At all costs...

Kiss me again.

This time I have something

doubly exciting:

form and content.

If you say so...

Let's see.

What a strange place, I didn't

imagine it to be like this.

- Good afternoon

- Good afternoon

Shame it's empty... these days

they break everything.

Sit down.

I want you to look at these too.

When we leave here,

I might not have them any more.

Strong stuff...who is it?

What?

Don't you recognise it?

I'm surprised at you...

George Grosz!

How could I? Isn't he one of

the "degenerate school"?

Did you kill him, by any chance?

No, unfortunately, he escaped

to America..

lucky him!

I was upset...

the men and women in those

pictures were obscene...

but something about them excited me.

I had the idea that Helmut had drawn

me into a whirlpool of perversion.

They're marvellous!

Really marvellous...

That's why the man who did

them was persecuted!

15.000 liras for the lot.

You're a real scoundrel!

- That's a really Jewish price!

- Ex-Jewish, Lieutenant...

I changed my name and was

baptized a Christian.

You should be reported.

If you report me, who'll by your

watercolours next time?

All right...20,000

- But you're still a scoundrel!

- Just like you, Lieutenant...

Agreed!

2O,OO0 liras.

What will you do with it?

What will I do with it?

Simple.

I'll use it to get out of the war.

One day...two days...

a week...

There...

20,000 liras for a week

of desertion.

Lieutenant, if you want your money,

push me over to the safe.

For 20,000 liras I can afford to be

pushed by an officer of the 3rd Reich!

What did he mean?

Strong, handsome, perverse, filthy...

I liked him.

Till next time!

Shut the door behind you,

please!

Lieutenant, your briefcase!

Keep it, it's included in the price.

A memento of Dr. Goebbles,

as a gift from me.

Wait!

One day...two days...

a week...do what you want to me.

Against me. inside me...

You liked my watercolours, eh?

They seemed like your husband and

his friends with their women...

No, not me. I'm not like that.

I could only do that with you...

No, not you...of course not...

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