I did not fly all the way from New York City...
...to wherever the fuck we are to get on that.
How many vacations have you actually enjoyed? this was your idea to try something new.
new?! Tell me, how new does that look? It's got a fucking chimney, Anthony.
It's a funnel actually. Honey, we're here now. Let's just try and enjoy it.
I only agreed to this ridiculous if it had a fully-equipped gym.
They do. That I was assured of.
-Welcome aboard, professor. -Thank you captain, I'm not actually a professor.
That's not what I hear.
Thank you very much.
-I'm your captain. Call me captain. -You're a real captain, captain?
Madam?
I'm not interested in shaking Blackbeard's hook.
Captain! Would you show my wife to her quarters, please?
Of course, professor.
-What's with the finger snapping captain? -Don't get all Italian on me, Peppe.
I already come here and I don't like finger snap.
I'm the captain. The clients expect finger snapping from the captain.
Giuseppe here will show you to your room.
This is your cabin, sir. Madam.
What you can't fit in here, you can keep it in my room.
Noh I'm sure We'll make do. Thanks.
Well, That should be all. My name is Giuseppe. Peppe for short.
I am the fisherman, but if you need anything, I'm your man.
Ask him about the gym.
-Ya, ok, Giuseppe Would you show my wife the gym, please? -Certainly.
....
-What happened? -She's crazy, that woman.
What was that screaming about?
-Wait here.
I thought she would like that, I mean bringing the gym to her.
Well, I wasn't very happy. What kind of a gym could you possibly carry?
-Then what? -well, then I showed her the gym.
-He showed me the gym. -And?
And?
-Your gym madam. -She just started screaming. -I was pretty understanding acutally.
Anthony!
So then...
...that little hairy black one pulled out a rope...
-...and told me I could jump over it. -For jumping madam.
Jump, jump.
She said she was going to hang you with it, captain.
Me?
This is a really good idea. A trip from Italy to Greece.
actually It's Greece to Italy, babe.
Well, have you seen the deserted islands we can visit along the way?
You cannot do that in the Caribbean.
Ah, but what would you do on a deserted island, Debi?
I'll think of something.
What?
What "what"?
What is it that you're going to think of?
You lost me..... OOPs
And here he is.
-Nice outfit, pal. Very native. -Thanks.
-What have you come as? Popeye? -I don't think There's any need for that, darling. I'd.....
you know I like this outfit. that's very Errol Flynn. -Very Errol Flynn.
Who's Errol Flynn?
I thought we agreed that we're gonna get dressed up for dinner.
if you gonna put us on a boat built for pirates, can we at least not dress like one?
I changed my mind. I just wanna be a little more comfortable on ...
I mean where does that leave me? And our guests?
Where would we all be if we just did things because we felt like it?
On vacation?
She's a piece of work, that woman.
....
-Why speak Greek? do I look Greek? -No you look like an idiot.
-What I said was Tony's not had much holidays. -Captain you look after that fucking woman.
Now watch your mouth. Just remember what you're getting paid.
Hey captian, let's get it straight: it was you that asked me to help you.
I can live with or without money. I was happy as I was thank you.
Happy? Happy is nice. But how much does happy pay?
AAHH.....Now you're talking.
It's not going to rain, madam.
Is that a joke?
-Oh, Come on in. It's clean as a whistle. -Depends on who's been blowing that whistle doesn't it?
Don't bother coming in sweeti. It's really wet. Where's Debi?
-Maybe she drowned. -Oh well, Did anyone ask if she could swim?
Salty!
Put a mask on and swim with the fishes. You'll enjoy swim with the fishes.
Why?
Because it's nice to swim with the fishes.
When you have some time off, I suggest you swim with the fishes.
Fish is the plural for fish.
hey Tony, man, youn gotta Do something about Marina and Amber. They're ripping Debi to shreds.
Oh man, Todd, What I'm gonna do man? You know what they're like. Besides, she's not the sharpest...
...quickest....
-She's stupid, isn't she, Todd? -Well, she's....
-you know probably is a good thing, because she's totally unaware of what they're doing to her. -Be nice, Tony. She's only 1 4.
ha ha ha
Don't give me that white liberal shit. It's the nature of capitalism.
I'm living in the capitalist country thought.
if you ask me, It's a lot more successful than communism. don't see to many people emigrating to Cuba or china.
all I'm saying is there are problems raised by capitalism. -What problems?
well, your old man's the boss of a normese pharmaceutical company. Right?
and his companies got to make a profit to keep the shareholders happy.
but that's not necessarily in the public's best interest. if the public's not interested they don't have to buy.
Ok, let's Imagine there's a drug that can cure a certain kind of blindness.
and even though it costs company practically nothing to make this drug
...they still put a high price on it in the name of Capitalism.
So if you can't afford the drug, you're gonna stay blind.
if it were for the drug companies, they'd stay blind anyway.
What's stop them getting a job and buying the drug?
-They're blind. -So what?
-that kinda limits their employment opportunities doesn't it? -well they can bake cakes or something.
You don't need eyes to bake cakes.
-ok, but you have to agree, it does, raise an ethical question. -The laws of capitalism are:
The proprietor of goods can set any price he or she sees fit...
...and shall not be at the mercy of any moral or ethical issues.
Whose quote is that?
Mine.
(I can't see you baking too many cakes.)
She's without a heartbeat woman. She's a lizard.
Stop moaning Peppe. You're not married to her. are you?
A lizard I tell you. One that should be made into a bag, belt and boots!
Hey...Guido!
Peppe?
-Yes, sir? What can I do for you? -Sir is madam. Water and towel.
-Yes, madam. -And Pee Pee, I want it cold.
Understand? Not cool. Cold.
As cold as the blood in your veins.
Ah...I'm bored. -I know it. What are we gonna do?
Ahhh....Just have a martini, pop a pill and fuck my husband.
Everyone else does.
Have you no dignity?
What's that?
-What? -That.
-It's a jug. -It's a coffeepot, actually.
What's in the coffeepot, Pee Pee?
-Coffee, madam. -Reheated coffee?
-Yes. -What am I supposed to do with that?
eeemmm....Drink it?
Amber that's not his fault. -Whose fault is it then, Todd?
Who's paying whom to do what around here?
-Say something, Anthony. Mr. Esposito Would you accommodate my wife, please?
Accommodate? Does this mean live in my cabin, sir?
-ls this what you mean? Oh...I think that was a joke sweeti.
-He's being rude, Anthony. Just Let me deal with this darling.
Would you please make my wife a fresh pot of coffee, Mr. Esposito?
Certainly, professor.
Captain, I think, I'm going to kill that fucking bitch with a kitchen knife!
HaaHaaa...... here you are
Giuseppe, You surprise me. You were the one that told me that a real man's first duty is to preserve his dignity.
exactly, that's why I'm going to kill the fucking bitch with a kitchen knife!
Peppe, If she's cause you so much of a problem, stay away from her.
that's easy for you to say! She's not hunting you down.
Everywhere I turn, there she is! I feel like...
I feel like...a lame gazelle stalked by the eyes of an angry leopard!
Very theatrical.
Now, clean the boiler.
The advantages of chemicals are all around us.
AooaaKH......Do we have to listen to that again? -4000.
Aaammm... hold on, what happened? We were playing for $20, and now...
-...it's 4000? what's a problem micheal? -You don't think I'm good for it?
Tony, Can't you control your wife? -Can't you control yours?
-It's changed the atmosphere just a little. -You're suppose to be Mr. Moneybags.
I am suppose to be on that vacation.
Stop being such a pussy, Michael.
come on, come on, If you haven't got money, I'll take jewellery and shoes.
that's enough, I fold. I have no interest in playing "get fucked quick" with lmelda Marcos here.
Guido!
yes madam? When you've put that reptile down, can you empty the ashtrays?
-Thank you. -So go on. Chemicals. Advantages.
Where would we be without fertilizers and pesticides?
well you should ask Peppe. He was a fulltime fisherman until pollution put an end to that.
-Pollution is so terrible. -God. This isn't a sad story, is it?
-Ask him what he thinks. -Nothing wrong with chemicals.
-Peppe, What do you think about it, What do you think about fertilizers and pesticides? -Whatever.
Leave him alone, let him get on with his job. -Come on. You gotta have an opinion, ha?
If it's man-made, I don't trust it. You can't cut corners with nature.
Chemicals has made life easier, for a few people but easier doesn't mean better.
Money corrupts people's principles. You can't see clearly when money is involved.
Ohh...No...Not money and principles.
Now, this is interesting. Go on.
Chemicals has made a few people very rich.
But as the expression goes, no such thing as a free lunch you know, Pay now or pay later.
but the trouble is When you pay later, you don't know how much the interest you're gonna be charged...
...and who's gonna pay it.
-Very good. Peppe -Oh Yes, very good Peppe.
Yes, thank you, nature boy. Now, could you please empty the ashtray?
Ahhh....lf sun wasn't so hot, I'd might go swimming. No, You wouldn't darling The water would be too cold.
-I can't eat this. -What's wrong with it?
Nature boy!
You! Pee Pee!
-Yes, madam? -This fish is bad. It's off.
Bad?
In that case, if you don't want to eat it, you probably want to wear it!
Now it doesn't look so bad, madam.
-You blinded me! -Now you can bake the cakes.
-Anthony! Help me! -Sit the fuck down, rich boy...
...or you'll need all the drugs you got to ease the pain I have for you.
Anthony! Shut up bitch! and tell it to the fishes. -Help me! Anthony...
Now Peppe is in charge.
You listening to me, nature boy?
-Yes. -Why are you serving bad fish?
She needs a doctor! A checkup from the neck up!
-Shut up Peppe and take up this. -Don't tell me to shut up you joseph.
You are the chef, you made it bad. You fucking take it up!
-What did you say? I said....
No. The other bit. The bad bit.
-What did she say In English Peppe? -She said the fishes is bad.
Bad?
-Tastes okay to me. -Of course it's ok.
Never mind. Cook another one.
-Why? -Because they're rich...
...and all rich people are the same. They play funny little games. I see it all the time.
Don't react. They get bored, and they change the game.
Our job is to smile.... Like idiots.
The chef is sorry the fishes wasn't so good. He's cooking new fishes right away.
Are we being punished because we're rich? Is that the problem?
No, madam. I love money.
If you weren't rich, you wouldn't be here in this beautiful place
No punishment here. We love you.
And we love your money more.
That's it, Greek idiot. Smile.
Happy birthday Marina, Happy birthday Marina
Happy birthday Mrs. Marina.
You look gorgeous.
-It's always good to see you. -The pleasure is all mine.
-Professor, welcome back. -I'm not really a professor.
Of course you are.
Did you have a good time? fantastic
-Let me help you there young lady. -Thank you captain.
-Are those ruins old? -Yes.
All right. I've got it.
Oh siniora....Did you have a nice day? -Yes, I did. Thank you captain.
found a fish market and I bought some fresh fish.
-Peppe always catches the fishes for us to eat madam. -I don't care about Giuseppe's fish!
What she said about my fishes? What's the fucking bitch complaining about now?
Captain! Did one of your crew members just swear in front of me?
No, no. You mean "fuking"?
This is the Italian name of the fishes. He doesn't think it's very good fishes!!!
-"Fuking" is a name of the fish? -Yes madam.
Well, I don't care if it's fuking, puking or a fucking kung fu king!
I want that fish, and I want it tonight.
-Okay, madam. -Thank you.
Fucking, puking, fucking good cooking I want her on my table tonight
Shut up, idiot.
I can't cook that. These fishes are beneath me.
This is fishes? Where did you get...?
Cook Peppe's fishes instead...
...and pretend it's their fishes.
Got that?
-Now, that's what I call fish. -Yes.
-Here's to the fishes. -Hear, hear.
It's really good. Isn't it, Michael?
Yes, it is. It's delicious.
-It's just right honny, Great job. -Thank you.
It tastes just like chicken.
We can do without nature boy's fish from now on. I'll be in charge of fish buying.
That's okay, madam.
-That's disgusting. -Really?
I think it's beautiful.
what are you doing haunting our corridors with Ms. Beautiful there?
The crew still wants my fishes madam. I'm taking it to the kitchen.
-I hope I haven't hurt your feelings. -Feelings?
-Let us leave my feelings out of this. -Don't be so touchy Peppe.
-Can't we just get along? -No, madam. We cannot.
I see you have your dancing shoes on. One, two. One, two, three.
Please, madam.
What's the matter? Don't you wanna dance with me?
I don't wanna dance with people I don't like.
Wine.
-Grapefruit juice, madam. -Thank you.
Do you have children, Pee Pee...
...or just the mind of a child?
-What? -That cartoon you're wearing.
You requested us to change our T-shirts.
Your T-shirt offends me. It's revolting. Change it.
-Subtle. -Shut up, you old drunk.
Going to bed?
-I'll be there in a minute. -Good night everyone.
-Aren't you playing? -lmelda here cleaned me out.
I'm coming with you.
We can tuck up together.
-Good night professor. -Good night captain.
-Good night. -Like he said.
-What are they up to now? -The husbands went to bed togethar!!
...while the wives stay up playing cards and drinking.
What kind of husbands are they?
They got everything the wrong way around.
Look what the brunette left in the bathroom. I think it's cocaine.
Let me show you how to take it.
Hey, hey, Hold on, captain.
I bet it's something the professor made up in his lab.
probably flies you to the moon in the couple of minutes! -I've never been to the moon.
What's wrong with you? You're the captain.
what chance do we have to make it to Italy if you want to go to the moon?
Go to bed! I'll forget you lost control. Go!
Fuck you. We could have gone to the moon and had an orgy.
I don't want to have an orgy with you. Go to bed, idiot.
You've lost your mind just at the thought of taking it.
eemmm....Rack 'em up, ladies.
I'm out. I'm going up for air.
Where is everybody?
They went to the caves with the dinghy.
-Why didn't they tell me? -I know why.
Guido. Lower the other one. I wanna go to the caves.
Madam, It's too late. -I'll be the judge of that. Thank you.
madam there is a current, and the weather could changes.
So what?
Just that. The caves are not so close. My advice is to don't go.
Oh, Really? My advice to you is to get the fucking dinghy down.
It's all the same to me, but I must warn, it's getting late...
-...and it's a long journey. -We'll manage.
I have warned you.
-What's the matter? Are you scared nature boy? -Scared?
I'm a fisherman. I was conceived on the crest of a wave and born in a boat.
What is the meaning of "scared" madam?
Is this another one of your jokes? Let's start the engine, shall we?
It's not me. This engine is a little touchy. -I can show you touchy Guido.
Now, start the engine.
Number one: My name is Peppe. Not Guido or Pee Pee!
Number two: I can't start an engine that doesn't want to be started. ha?
???????
Do you mind if we just stick to one language Peppe?!
I should take the engine that runs your mouth. Then we wouldn't have any problems.
-Do we have enough gas? -Yes.
We have...
...gas. -We'll just wait, then.
I'm sure they won't be long.
-Aren't we going too far out? -I warned you about the current.
Give me your sweater.
Ooowwww....Jesus!
-What've you been doing in that? -I'm a fisherman, not a sailor and it's my sweater.
and becouse I'm a fisherman, go fishing in it. So it smells of fishes.
Fascinating.
If they were coming, they would have passed us by now.
Maybe they decided to go the other way around the island.
It's not funny anymore! I want to go back to the yacht.
you don't understand this? do you? We can't go back just because you want us to.
-We have to get rescued or fix the engine. well, Fix that fucking engine then!
Great.
Look at this mess I'm in.
Why has this happened to me?
Oh, God. Peppe?
Giuseppe? Giuseppe?
Mr. Esposito? Mr. Esposito!
You miss me?
I wanted--
I wanted to know if a storm was coming.
I can't see land anymore. Why haven't they come for me?
The sea is big place. It could take a while.
A while. What's a while?
There must be something in this plastic bath toy.
I can't believe you came out here without a fucking cell phone!
So what the fuck is this, Popeye? A submarine?
Hooo, Hey....Be careful woman. Don't shoot. Don't shoot.
-Why do you have a gun on your ship Pee pee? -It's a flare gun.
A flare gun? Hiding anything else do you wanna tell me about?
I didn't know it was there, this isn't my boat. Give it to me. -No.
Where is God when you need him?
my Jeuses, What are you doing?
I'm trying to save us from dying of thirst and hunger.
-What? -Eat it.
Can't you wrap it in rice or something?
Here's a bit of salt.
How is that?
It's disgusting!
Why did you do that?
I could have eaten it myself! It took me hours to catch it with my own bare hands and you threw it away.
Calm down little boy, You're embarrassing yourself.
Besides, fasting is good for you. It's a spiritual thing.
Spirits? Are you serious? We're not fasting.
We are fucking starving!
Don't you swear at me.
Oh, my God!
Oh, God. Out of my way! Out of my way!
Come on, shoot! Shoot!
-Give it to me. -I know what I'm doing! No, Get off me! ..... NOOOOOO
-At least we won't die of thirst! -Great. We'll just drown instead!
Land!
Wake up, Guido! Land! Land!
Paddle! Paddle!
Don't be at rush. You might hurt yourself.
Oh, Forgive me for being in a rush to get to civilization.
I can't believe I found land.
The adventure is over.
The adventure is just starting for you, my friend!
Just wait till my lawyer speaks to your captain.
What's wrong with you madam? We're saved, you should be happy.
"Madam," is it now? ha?
Changed our tune now that we're on land, haven't we?
Just wait here while I'm going to look around. Why? So you can forget about me?
No chance, sailor.
I'm afraid your lawyer will have to wait!
What? I can't hear you!
No lawyers here!
Where there's a phone, there's a lawyer!
No phones either!
Why?
Because we have landed on a deserted island!
Deserted?
Nothing. No lawyers. No phones. No gyms. Nothing.
That's impossible, you idiot. It's not 1492, for God's sake.
(Just call me an idiot one more time...)
You're wrong!
Why do you care? I am not a child. If I say it's deserted, it's deserted.
-I don't believe you. -It's a fact.
Fact my ass. Where there is life, there are people.
Not here. There isn't. There are many of these little deserted islands around here.
Well, get up there and check again!
What?! I'm not going up again. I had a good look before. -It's not your place to argue with me.
You fucked up the engine. Got us lost at sea. You made me sink the dinghy.
You can't navigate!
Fuck it! I can't reason with a hairy, black midget.
-What did you call me? -Nothing.
No, no, I want to know what you just said. I said Nothing.
-Did you call me a midget? -No.
So, what did you call me?
I called you a hairy, black midget!
You may have so money but your tongue has the grace of the gutter.
-Watch your mouth, Mrs big shot! Are you threatening me?
Yes, you fucking right. I'm threatening you. Listen carefully, Mrs. I-have-a-big-time-drug-baron-husband.
I'm fed up with you! I do what I like, and you do what you like.
-Now, fuck off! -Oh, boy.
-You are so gonna regret this. -Fuck yourself!
Go on! Dig a deeper grave! -Fuck yourself, bitch!
-Come on! Give me more! More! -Slut!
-What did you call me? I called you a whore, a slut!
You are a mongrel dog!
A hybrid of something dark, disgusting and tiny!
Well, let the rich bitch look after herself! Now her mongrel dog leaves her side!
Let the dog leave his mistress! And watch him get lost.
Could be worse.
Not so smug now, are you?
I'll have you arrested.
By whom? The sand police?
If you keep being so polite, you'll force me to give you all my fishes.
I can see you are a very clever woman.
Is there anything else I can do for you while I'm waiting to get arrested?
-Sell me that fish. -What?
I want that fish so sell it to me.
Fuck off and bother some other poor shipwrecked sailor.
I'll give you a $100.
Two hundred.
Okay, I'll give you $500 for just half of the fish.
If you are hungry, bake a cake.
All right. This is my final offer. I'll give you one $1000 and my gold bracelet.
Take it. Okay? Now, give me some fish.
I'm not interested. There are some things in life that can't be bought.
And this fishes is one of them.
But I'm hurt! And I need to eat!
Ten thousand fucking dollars!
Let me quote the laws of capitalism, madam:
"The proprietor of goods can set any price that he or she sees fit...
...and should not be at the mercy of any moral or ethical issues."
Give me some fucking fish, you scumbag!
Number one: Don't ever insult me again.
Number two: I am the boss now. Number three: If you want food, you'll have to earn it.
Number four: You will wash my clothes.
You can't hit a woman, you fucking lunatic!
Don't forget number one!
From now on, "fishes" is the plural for fishes.
If you are back within one hour with my clothes cleaned and dried and fold
I shall consider fishes for you. Can I at least have something to eat first?
Do you give drugs to the needy before they've paid for them?
Well, we don't accept credit in this house either.
And number six: Call me Mr. Esposito. Hea??
No. Call me master. Yes, call me master.
-Come on! -Go. Go. Go! Wash!
Where am I gonna find a washing machine on a deserted island?
That's not my problem.
Frightened?
Mr. Esposito, you're completely taking advantage of me.
Of course I am. I'm now the master.
OoW...Fucking peasant.
I want you to say, "Thank you, master, for the privilege of washing your clothes."
Thank you...
...master...
...for letting me wash your clothes.
Hey, hey, eeyy...where do you think you're going? Off Peppe, I need to eat!
Who is this Peppe? Haa?
Get in line, woman.
I want this bottle filled with water. And be quick about it.
-What? -Yes, master.
Bravo.
Where are you going?
Wait! How about an answer?
Please, wait for me!
A roof. Thank God.
And a bed. I'm saved.
What are you doing, Mr. Esposito? I mean, master.
Please don't leave me outside.
It's cold. I won't survive another night.
I'm not an animal!
What do you want? Do you want to share my bed?
What kind of person are you? You wish to corrupt me.
I am the master and you're my slave!
-Don't flatter yourself. -Pigs keep warm with leaves.
Pigs! I would rather fuck a pig than kiss you, monkey boy.
You forget yourself again, woman.
Let the chill of the night wrestle the last of the beast from weeding you.
Wakey, wakey.
I want my room cleaned by the time I return.
By the time I return.
It's still flopping.
Quick, woman! you're not faster enough. The fishes are getting away!
-I'm trying, master. -Work harder! Harder!
I'm not a fucking donkey.
Master.
What?
If you're decent to me, I'll make sure you get rewarded.
-Money? -lf you like.
Why do you insult me? You offer money that you didn't even work for it.
At least a whore works for her bread.
And one other thing. How do you know they will come and rescue us?
How do you know we'll not have to spend years on this island.
-I'd kill myself. -Go ahead.
I can feast on you for a week.
But as long as you breathe, you work. Go get some wood!
Why do you keep assaulting me?
The party is over. You wait on me now. Move!
-You're hurting me. -Move.
-But first, you must kiss the master's hand. -What?
Kiss it. Kiss it!
You will be punished every time you disobey me. Like you used to do to me.
You made me spit blood! even yesterday you still called me disgusting names.
Kiss the master's hand. Kiss it.
Or leave! It's your decision.
But if you leave, you leave forever! you accept my terms or the terms of nature!
Hand! Kiss it!
-What are you doing? -Quick, woman, take this!
Take what?
Don't be an idiot! Take the octopus.
What are you doing?
Sorry...
...master.
-Your water. -Why are you sitting down?
-Why not? I've worked and I've earned it. -I want to be waited on.
Did you ever invite me to your table on the boat?
Now it's time to serve me.
This fucking lady. "The juice is warm. The coffee's old.
The fishes is bad. I want food, I'm hungry."
Remember the abuse I took from you? You despise us.
"Sweaty T-shirts, disgusting."
Go on, impress me. Give me grapefruit juice.
-Master, please. -Grapefruit juice, find me some.
-Dance for me. -What?
-I said, dance for me. -There's no music.
Make some. Sing as well.
You are making me angry. Dance!
Sing.
I don't want to hear the sound of dirty cats in alleys. I want singing!
Master?
Mr. Esposito?
That's enough.
You think I'm staring at your ass?
Big deal. As if I would.
now what about when you and your friends were sprawled out in the sand.
...with all your tits hanging out? ha?
Yes, I said "tits."
As if we didn't exist. Remember?
Of course you do, dirty slut.
Show me your tits now.
Hear me?
Keep on playing deaf, then.
Are you bashful? ohhh Madam is bashful.
How come you were not embarrassed before? ha? Undress!
-Filthy pig! -You're fighting back at last.
-Come here. I'll teach you a lesson. -Let go of me! Let go!
-Help! -Go on, shout. Shout!
-Somebody, help! -She's crying for help. The idiot!
Who's going to help you, id--?
Run, you little vixen. Run.
You rapist! Get off of me, you pig!
You'll pay for everything.
Get off, you pervert! Get off!
Why should I pay for all of life's injustices?
-You're obsessed! -Obsessed with justice.
You maniac! You sex fiend!
Pervert, get off!
What are you doing?
I'm going to finish this off. I'm going to destroy you and make you feel what a real man is like.
You have never known a real man.
I hate you, but I like you.
And you know it.
I liked you on the boat.
Come on, say it. Admit it, come on.
come on Say it. Confess your burning desire. Come on. Come on.
Are you saying yes? ha?
Are you saying yes?
Yes. I'm saying yes.
Well, it's no. Because I'm saying no!
You must fall in love!
Head over heels in love!
You're already my slave. I want you as my love slave.
You'll crawl and be come back for mercy.
You'll laying and burn with desire. With crazy passion, like a sickness!
I'll get under your skin. Into your head. Your heart. Your belly.
I'm going to be your God!
Is that clear?
You don't know yet who Giuseppe Esposito is!
Dear Mrs. Amber, you have never looked so happy on the yacht.
Peppe, why aren't you sleeping?
You must call me master.
Call me master.
I'll call you whatever you want me to call you.
Just let me go back to sleep.
Stop it.
hao...You are getting good at this, my princess.
Good. Harder, harder. Make it tender.
Good.
Tell me, is life better than this in the city? No, no, no.
Why you are so quiet tonight?
Come here.
How can you be sad when you are so beautiful?
I don't believe you.
You'd rather be with a girl, wouldn't you?
Someone younger.
-Someone prettier. -What is it with women?
They always trying to look younger and Thinner.
Would you really be interested in me if you had a choice?
-You don't have to compete with 18-year-olds. -Who says?
Society says.
Who's in charge of your life? You are too busy to think about what others think of you.
So you can never enjoy the moment.
I don't want a girl. I'm a man, and a man wants a woman!
Come here!
That's enough. I have to stop that.
What are you gonna do about it?
I wanna fix it.
You're making a mess.
What?
-I don't believe it. -What is it?
You drink it. -I'm not drinking that. You drink it.
You know your problem? You never had to work for anything, so you're not grateful.
How would you know? You know nothing about my life.
I know that when I met you, you were a pain in the ass.
Well, maybe I wasn't happy.
Why not? Apparently you had everything.
Maybe what I wanted wasn't what I needed.
baby! baby! Drink.
Bruce Lee.
Charlie Chaplin.
Jesus Christ. Good game.
-Stupid game. -Your turn.
How many words? One word.
Big head.
The pope.
Godfather. Marlon Brando.
What is wrong with you, Mr. Esposito?
You should learn to sew instead of talk.
I love you.
Fine words.
But what if we hadn't been shipwrecked? You'd still be rich, unhappy American wife.
I would still be a poor, Italian, happy fisherman.
That was then. This is now.
What is it? a fairy tale?
It happened because we are here. Endless passion here.
I'd love to see Mrs. Amber strolling down Five Avenue with Mr. Esposito.
Go on, picture it.
How much love can you see in that?
What are you doing? What is this?
It's a refrigerator.
-Where did you get it? -I saw it flying by.
Hey! Watch your mouth! I do the jokes around here.
How did you get it? And no funnies.
I got it with a spear.
That's......It's big.
Hey, listen, I'm suppose to catch the fishes. You are suppose to cook them.
Fresh eggs?
Gulls' eggs?
Yep.
It's my job to get these eggs.
What have you done to me?
What you needed doing to you. Don't you like it?
It's okay.
Okay?
Yeah. It's okay.
Run, my little vixen. Run. Run!
Let's hide.
-Don't, Peppe. -Why not?
You say you love me. I want the whole truth.
What more proof do you need? I've never been happier in my life.
We were meant to be together, you said so.
I don't want to go back. I don't want to be tested.
If you love me, you can love me anywhere. I want to know! I have to know.
I want to know if a rich man's wife thinks the same as you.
But what difference does it make where we are? Please, I beg of you, let's stay.
I love you.
I need proof. Then we can do as you say.
-But I need to know you can resist. -Believe me.
You're all that I want.
You're scared, aren't you?
That's why I need proof.
What did you do for food?
We made do.
Mr. Esposito is very clever.
-I have to go. -No, no. Sit down.
-You must have something to drink. -Yes.
You know, you have been on the news for the past month.
No, Excuse me. I have to go down.
Absolutely.
Your husband is on the radio. He's on his way.
He's coming in by helicopter to meet us at the nearest port...
...but he wants to talk to you.
The telephone is upstairs. I will show you.
Over one month on a deserted island...
...and she is not bad?
Nothing happened?
What kind of Sicilian fool are you?
You know the whole world has been talking about this?
Her husband is a very rich man.
He's going to reward you.
You picked the right woman to save...
Have another glass of wine!
Mr. Esposito.
I wanna thank you for saving my wife.
She said you were most decent.
Thank you.
Mr. Esposito?
Mr. Esposito? We're very grateful for your assistance and help.
We've provided a room at our hotel for you to recuperate.
Hey Peppe! Where have you been?
Got my bag?
Give me a room.
Just a minute.
Mr. Esposito?
There is one other thing.
Perhaps we should sit down?
As a reflection of our appreciation, we would like to offer you this.
-Get out of here and take your bribes with you. -No, it's not a bribe, Mr. Esposito.
What will this buy me?
Mrs. Leighton? There is a phone call for you.
I'll wait outside.
Madam.
Yes?
It's me.
-Why did you take so long to call? -I have called.
They didn't tell me.
It doesn't matter now.
It doesn't matter if you fail me, because I love you.
I love you.
I love you more than I ever thought was possible.
I didn't think it came as strong as this.
You are once again in charge.
I am yours.
I always will be.
I love you too, my darling.
I love you more than life.
My husband's coming.
Leave a message for me in reception. Tell me what to do and I'll do it.
At 9 a.m., I shall have a boat waiting for us...
...at the end of Pier 22.
I miss you so much.
Are you on the night shift?
And the morning.
You must give this to Mrs. Leighton.
The blonde lady.
I know who she is.
Only give it to her if she is alone.
Understand? Alone.
Hide it.
Are there any messages for me?
What are you doing, honey?
-Why aren't you dressed? -I was looking for you.
Well, let's go, shall we? Any messages for us?
Just this.
It's about the helicopter. I have to make a call.
honny, you should go back up, get changed....
-Can I use your phone? -Certainly, sir.
Honey. Just give this tip to the bellboy, would you?
Honey. The tip.
Thank you, madam.
I think this is for you, sir.
Who gave you this?
The blonde lady. Mrs. Leighton.
That can't be true. Her husband gave it to you.
No sir. It was the lady.
Where is she?