I can't live without you.
I know.
I'll kill myself if you leave me. - I know that too.
THE SEASON OF SENSES
The summer has finished but I don't feel sorry at all.
I've done so many funny things. Yet, I didn't enjoy myself at all.
Always trying not to be obsessed with normality.
It's stupid to change one's life once a year, as we do.
To start everything over. Boring as before.
What would you rather do?
Nothing. As always. It's no use trying out something else.
Besides, all the actions are alike.
I'll go on till I get bored. Then, I'll kill myself.
Come on! You're not the type! - Maybe I shouldn't have been born.
So, I would've stayed in total darkness. No light, no problems...
What does that mean?
It means that we're useless, mediocre, tiny, indistinct...
faced with... this amazing, huge world
and we're surrounded by a huge void,
as cold as the sea.
What happened? - Who knows? It stopped.
Whose motorboat is this? - You're asking now?
Isn't it your father's?
We've run out of petrol. A real fix!
I'm scared.
Yeah? Scared of what? Scared of not arriving in time?
Don't tell me you've got a date.
There should be some oars here.
Hey! Wait for me!
Do you think anyone lives here? - I think so. Let's hope, at least.
If not, where do we sleep? - In the boat.
Watch out!
Here we go!
If it has a button, it's a blouse. If it has tail, it's a mouse.
If it has a roof, it's a house.
There's someone.
Let's try!
We'll leave in the morning.
Of course, if we have the chance to refuel.
All right?
Let's go!
Have you got some petrol for us?
Are you asking me? - Where's he? There's nobody here.
Where did he go?
How nice to find a shelter!
Now, I only want to...
eat something.
Me too.
We ran a big risk. - Well, now we're safe.
Whiskey!
Drink!
Finally! I feel much better now.
Hey, you!
Can we stay night here?
We're very tired.
If you want...
we can try to manage here, without disturbing you.
Ah, the sea!
Indeed. It's used for waste.
It must be convenient.
We might stay for a while.
Would that bother you? - But this is a portrait of Von Marten!
And you must be his son.
The sole heir to all these books. - And all Von Marten's editions.
I can't believe you decided to live alone.
I'd be disappointed if he were a recluse,
however unlikely it might be. He doesn't look like one.
Do you know what's this island called?
Calm Peak.
12 miles off the coast.
Well, will you tell us what you're doing in a place like this,
all alone?
Solitude is part...
of an outdated mythology.
I only wanted some peace and quiet.
And now? What are we going to drink?
Nice hospitality!
At this hour... we might as well go to sleep.
Okay. Good night.
That's my blanket! - No, I saw it first! Give it to me!
All right, take it.
Hey, how graceful!
That guy looks strange.
I don't think he's sincere.
He says one thing and means the opposite.
He's not strange. What's it to you?
Tomorrow, we'll be far from here and we'll never hear from him.
Unless you've decided to stay here.
Alone, to get to know him better.
Stop it!
If you want to play at R. Crusoe you've already found your Friday.
Please, don't be too noisy.
I want to sleep.
What a showman! Appearing framed in a porthole.
Who turned off the lights? - It must be him.
Hush, can't you hear?
What's that? A party?
It sounds like a TV. - Enough! Be quiet!
And he said he wanted to sleep!
Please, don't go!
You must stay with me tonight.
I must've been dreaming. It was a really exciting story.
Just imagine in reality.
A bit fearful and after a few cold hours
we reached a very interesting place.
Come on, Marina!
It's not the place you like. It's the guy.
Don't kid yourself.
He's so shy that he has no guts to talk.
At least, until now.
He will talk.
Don't be afraid. There's no need. We're dreaming.
Take advantage. Do something that you wouldn't dare do if you were awake.
Take off your shirt!
No, wait!
You!
Why don't you take off her shirt?
Don't worry. We'll wake from this dream.
And we'll forget what happened.
In fact, you're calm.
Indifferent to awareness.
Good! So, what do you think?
In your opinion, is this dream beautiful, sad,
ridiculous or absurd?
How is it?
It's nice.
No, it's a nightmare for me too. But maybe you don't believe me.
Come here, Michelle. What are you afraid of?
Of this?
It's a toy.
Are you dreaming or living?
You want a proof?
All right.
You feel or you think you feel? What do you say?
Want to try the dream's reality? Try it.
You!
You, too.
Too bad. It's daylight.
I'm already waking now. Wake up.
Wake up!
Go away!
Better nothing than having you this way.
In fact, this has been the last time. - No use humiliating me.
You'll never have the courage to leave.
Yes, I will. You're the symbol of all that disgusts me.
That's not true. You love my wealth too much.
Hey! Here's a can of petrol.
Enough to get back home.
One down.
Come on, let's have breakfast. I'm hungry.
Folks, breakfast is sewed.
I've found the petrol. The coffee must be nice.
We'll have a coffee and go at once.
I wonder why so many provisions here. Enough to stay here for 2 or 3 years.
We won't certainly starve to death. - Hurry up, let's go!
Why should we go? - Why should we stay?
If you ask me that way
I'm forced to reply with a lie.
All right, then.
Let's say...
Let's say that...
I like the climate, and resting.
What's going on? What's going on here?
Maybe you know about it
since it depends on you. By the way, you didn't tell us your name.
Although it's not much of a mystery. - Stop it!
Okay, let's stop it.
I don't want to waste my time by giving importance to such nonsense.
They've chosen him. - To me, it's an uneven battle.
A losing one, as far as the number is concerned.
I'm not so sure. If you go, everything's open.
They're out of their minds.
I wish!
They say I'm stupid.
What about you, Claudia?
You're coming with us?
No, I'm staying.
Pity!
I made a mistake once again.
I thought... you were different.
Really?
I'm sorry but I've always been like this.
Enough! Let's go right now.
We've said too much.
We'll be on the coast soon.
If we stay one minute longer I'll give him a piece of my mind.
I'm fed up with this damn idiocy game.
You won't have to wait long.
The roles might be cast but no roles for us this time.
And he'll end up like Orpheus. Drunken.
Torn apart by the possessed women.
Sure, Orpheus... - Wait!
Leave it to them.
Why did we stay for? - Regrets?
Easy! You too will be happy soon.
What do you know about him?
I'm starting to feel somehow scared.
I entered a room this morning. I'm sure it's a woman's room.
They told you that the dog is man's best friend.
I hope you never believed in it.
Our relationship is an exception but don't sink into that.
We're preparing a surprise for our guests.
You'll attack from there and I from here.
You think you don't appear too much? Exhibitionist!
You'll get a big cheer. I reserved a prominent role for you.
Go! Tear them apart!
What has he done? No!
So long, pal!
Why did you do it?
He was incurably ill.
He asked me to many times.
Where are you?
Here!
Are you coming or not? - Coming!
Take a look! Finally!
He only left this room open. Clearly, it's for us.
Strange idea to let us sleep in a dormitory.
Maybe he figured out our intentions and got scared.
He may think we'll check each other if we sleep together.
I don't think so. If he thinks that, he underestimate us.
Friends share everything. - Let's share out the clothes first.
It seems he wants us to be smart. - I got it!
That's what he wants: he needs servants. - What?
If he needs a maid, Marina is the best choice!
Here it is!
Loom
You look pretty in it. As if it were custom-made!
Claudia... Marina...
Monica...
Michelle... and then, him.
And us. - Yes, but who's he going to choose?
I don't know.
Villa,
man,
unknown girls,
spider's web,
spider.
Spider,
flies,
cowardice,
ambiguity,
ferocity,
mystery,
senses.
Go on.
Tell me.
Okay. It was at the edge of the cliff
just around the villa, in daylight.
We... We slipped on the grass
and he jumped on me with violence
while pushing me towards the void
As if wanting to let me fall down.
You made it up out of lust. I know you well.
It's this jealousy that makes me ill.
We're alone on an island and you're jealous? - It's not true.
We're not alone. People who came and those to come
are already sitting at our table, spying on us, silently,
in our bed.
I slept badly.
No wonder, there are mosquitoes.
Really?
Where are you off to? - To the beach.
Do you mind if we go too?
You're not going to follow me, right?
Well, then?
Are you two going to sit down?
Sure, take it easy.
In a modern society
the man should be fully aware of his erotic abilities.
Do you know which...
which are the body points the male touches first?
Come here. Stand up!
80% of men, the first thing they touch on a females body, is her knee.
Only 35% of men have regressions on an oral level
and show a certain predilection to this part.
Generally, contrary to what is believed, more women than men feel tactile urges.
How many times have you been with a man? - What kind of question is that?
Pretend you're telling the truth.
Anyway, I don't remember!
And you?
When did you have your first experience?
I do remember. At the age of 14.
Did you enjoy it?
Not at all.
Really not.
22% of women have habitual homosexual relations.
As for men, that figure drops to 15%.
But how are you accustomed? As if...
you were remote,
without thinking too much.
As if it were a social onus. Isn't that so?
Right?
Who told you so? Sure, we think about it. I only think of that!
When do you think about it?
At night, before going to sleep?
Answer!
What do you do then?
You don't have the courage to reply.
And you?
Did you enjoy your first time? - Yes. - Why?
Because...
When did it happen? - I was... - Where were you?
We were in a... - How old was he?
If you go on like this... - Did you cry? - No!
Did you see him again?
Leave her alone! Stop it!
To be a woman
doesn't mean just having some casual and fast sex with the opposite sex
but it also means understanding it.
Being fully aware of it.
But it's obvious that you're just...
novices, love sleepwalkers.
He's a real villain! To me, certain things are better left unsaid.
Why do we still put up with him? - Calm down and listen to me.
We're doing it all wrong. Building a sand castle
only to pull it down. That's what he's waiting for.
You know why he enjoys provoking us? Because he thinks we're prudish.
News the time
to reverse the situation. You'll see.
It's really a delicious dish!
It was frozen but it's a masterpiece all the same.
It's worth inviting someone to dine. Don't you think so?
Thanks.
I assure it's a real pleasure to be in your company.
The pleasure you can give us at the table is only relative.
There are more interesting kinds of pleasure. Elsewhere.
We'd like to know how you would do with the four of us all together.
We've already discussed it. And we all agree.
What do you say? - Shut up!
What's with you, Claudia?
You see...
My friend's an individualist and she dislikes crowds.
Let's go back to us.
I'm waiting for an answer.
If we fixed a definite date, with clear intentions...
That's enough, girls. The mere thought of it terrifies him.
I've had it! I won't stay one more day here.
I'm going to phone... Right away!
If they don't come for me today, I swear... - Wait, Marina!
So, the last link with the world
has been cutoff!
Listen, bring also Claudia to my room tonight.
What do you want? - Claudia and Monica aren't here.
It must be going on for nights.
We kept on sleeping in peace.
Without suspecting. While they...
What? - You got it all right.
Make yourself plain. - We're thinking with his head instead of using ours.
And this because we deceive each other!
We keep on using deceptions.
But all of our life...
until now has only been a continuous deception.
You see, Marina...
You, too.
You, too, now
didn't tell me the truth.
Whereas I feel a great urge to...
to make you say it, shouting, if need be.
Why did he do it? - I never thought that he could treat us like this.
Me neither.
You heard the footsteps. Now, it's all quiet.
Just imagine what they're doing.
Claudia has always had small breasts.
Once, I saw Luca shutting his eyes because of the sun.
He covered his face with his open hand.
As if stroking a face that wasn't his.
Would you like to be in his bed? It's easy.
Open his door and undress yourself, while they're making love.
Stop it! Stop it!
Okay. You won't go, anyway.
Because you're ashamed of your feelings.
Whereas I feel a great urge to...
to be with him.
I want him to hug me, to take me in his bed. That's what I want.
A wild urge.
He knows, and laughs, since he makes no distinction between us four.
He's making fun of us.
Because, you see, he only wants to exasperate us.
Let's go away.
We all agree, right? - Sure, we only need to tell him.
We must destroy the surplus. We must burn it down before it burns us down.
I'm talking to you.
Now...
The Earth is old and it burns down and wears out
its funereal, cold robe.
How pitiful you look to me. Prisoners of your own clothes.
Man must be free from fear, worship,
rank...
King of himself
freed from guilt and suffering.
The past doesn't frighten us anymore. We're about to inherit our bodies.
It's our season of senses, wild and pleasant for each of us.
May it never know...
the measure of time.
Free yourselves of all that oppresses you.
Gestures and ornaments!
False necklaces of decency,
on your quivering bodies.
We're the sole witnesses of our senses.
Come on!
Before everything vanishes from memory.
Before the night denies us the recollection.
Why are you throwing them away?
I'm talking to you!
Well?
Because I've read them all.
My promising intelligence was wrecked by the awful Von Martens editions.
I'll tell you a terrible secret.
He drew his inspiration from people like you for his graphic novels.
All with a happy ending.
What are you trying to say?
Why you never speak seriously? - Because I'd get bored.
You can no longer read these books. The young always corrupt the old.
Then, they have a horror of their inhuman skills.
They've always only written this. I want to get rid of many things.
It needn't start with the books.
No, why do you do that?
Are you nuts?
You fell for it again!
I didn't! I've had enough!
Have fun!
You... So, you...
You've chosen me? - No.
Who are you writing to?
What's it to you? I'm not certainly writing to you.
Watch out for grammatical errors!
Tell me. May I know who you're writing to?
To Luca. He shouldn't scorn us. He'd better be more polite.
And also less imprudent.
Because, from the way he's been acting
I realized more than he thinks.
You're not up to it.
I'm not blindfolded.
I won't sign this letter. He'll never find out who wrote it.
What's that got to do with us? Don't ruin the best vacation of our lives!
Ever wondered why there are so many woman's clothes? Someone must wear them.
I want to know a lot of things and I tried to make him talk.
So, you were with him again?
Yes, but not with the intention you suppose.
Which one, then?
He talks in his sleep. He repeats names I can't make out.
He's got a recorder locked up. - You're exaggerating as usual!
You had to make up a detective story out of trivia.
Indeed!
Because you know the truth! First, you fake to be angry at him
then you pretend to run away hoping to fall into his arms.
Girls, must you really argue now?
You'd better keep quiet, you hypocrite!
What did you say?
She said the truth.
Stay out of this!
I'll show you!
Get your hands off me!
You went to bed with him, eh?
That's it!
You can stop it now.
This representation of violence was really bad.
With no spontaneity whatsoever.
I do my best to educate you and you keep on disappointing me.
Come on, let's start afresh.
Let's try another game. By insisting, you might learn something.
Are you game, Marina?
And you, Michelle?
We're ready!
Here we are!
The first one to hit me, wins! - Wait, don't start without me!
When will the prize be awarded? - Right away!
Tonight!
What if it wasn't a game this time? - In that case...
We'd get bored. Ready? - Yes!
Everybody to their color!
Go!
You had fun. You're not expecting a prize, too?
But...
I don't like it this way.
Why, oh, why?
Why?
Get out! Don't look at me this way. - Why not?
That's your true face.
He left me there.
All of a sudden... He left me for real.
It was all planned.
He would've done that with anyone.
Not with me.
Where do you want me to stick it? Right in the chest?
Do you want the rapier in your side? Or in your tummy?
I charge! Gore two, impale one, run you through.
One aims at me, Paf! And I parry!
Shall I skin your hip?
There, I block the exit!
You're good for nothing.
Can you do this?
It's so wonderful here!
We've gone too far.
Let's go back.
How stupid of Marina not to come!
INVITE TO A PARTY. GET READY AT 8.
STRICTLY EVENING DRESS.
Look at all these dresses!
There's also a wig.
Lovely!
Everything OK?
You've never been here, right?
Good. That means you're not curious. - Not a bit!
Discretion is a virtue which makes up for many other faults.
Almost all.
It should be rewarded sooner or later. - Yeah?
You think he's sincere? - This time, he is.
Yes? - For the first time since we arrived.
Light the candles, Claudia.
Let the party begin.
May all come to an end.
To each their wishes.
You bother me even if dead.
Mr. Von Marten
had the gift of discretion and he used to bring his lovers here
In the villa he left a wife debased from the wait.
As he was full of moral qualms.
And certain things are not to be done in a respectable house.
A madrigal!
They killed the priest
on the meadow, in the mist.
They left no traces but I saw their faces.
I was there.
When he started to cry and threw his hands up to the sky
"Make me a martyr!" he shouted
that well-bred old chap... Then, I choked him!
I sent his to Heaven, in a snap!
We've had too many drinks.
Want some?
I can't stand up!
I can barely stand!
On your knees!
You don't get the limits of the game. Put your hands down!
Show how you are!
You have a strong sense of inferiority.
Justified, anyway.
You're a puppet...
lead by other people's lies.
And yours!
What irritates me is not your vulgarity
but, above all the luxury of your uselessness.
I can hear you: "Some things are better left unsaid".
That's how love becomes
an excuse for abasement.
And Claudia?
Where did she go?
You're hiding.
What are you doing here? - I was waiting for you.
Listen.
It's so quiet here.
I wanted to spend some time with you. Since day one...
I hoped you'd look for me because I know that
you're not what you want to appear.
Don't go away! I have to talk to you.
About what?
Will you listen to me?
Yes, but be quick.
Well, I've realized that...
that maybe, no, surely,
we're very similar.
I love you!
I didn't get it right.
You can't...
You can't fool me. I figured you out.
Because I'm like you. It's no use lying.
I know, you're just an old-fashioned, romantic guy. Be honest!
Because...
I realized it. You love me.
Am I right?
Not on your life!
Do you know what I feel? Do you?
I know just one thing.
You're all crazy and it's scary keeping you in the house.
I know that you figured me out.
I like strange things.
I'm ashamed of it but it's a pleasant shame
which makes my urge even bigger.
I've waited for you
because I knew you would come.
I alone had realized
your odd longings.
I'll do all that you want, all that you ask of me.
I'm your woman.
I alone have been able to be as you wanted.
Sometimes I tried to remember
the men I've been with.
They were all alike.
Their faces
are mixed up.
And I've never felt any pleasure.
But, with you...
I could, with you.
Only with you.
But not like last time, though.
Please, not like last time.
Please!
Come on!
Time to tell the truth.
I know what your game is.
You want to dominate us without giving us time to react.
Right?
You need us
for your show.
But I'm willing to be your assistant and accomplice.
I've got a few ideas, too.
Shall I scare the others?
I can do that.
You never asked me to.
I know you'd like it.
It's always been clear by your acts.
How did you do it?
How did I make you out? - I'd have never expected that from you.
You're so smart but you hide it so well that
you got me and that marks the end...
of my play-acting and I...
I can just...
Watch out! Move that cushion. - Careful!
I bet it's the heart. - You'll see that he dies.
In my opinion, he's strained himself too much lately.
Surely not with me.
Help me undress him.
There's nothing else to do.
Let's try mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.
Here we go again!
I slept for 100 years and nobody woke me up with a kiss.
My God, how much you've aged!
Sorry for being late! - Sorry!
Here we are! - We've got time.
Plenty of time.
Here!
I saved the best game for you now.
You'll like it. I'm sure about it.
What's on your mind? Come on, tell us. - Why?
What do you think? - I've no idea.
With your fancy, one can expect anything.
However, I think you'll do something really weird.
And very exciting.
And you?
What do you think?
I think you're still trying to amaze us.
But you're lacking inspiration.
Whatever thing you want to do...
do it to me first. Don't you worry. You won't regret it.
Come here! - No, not me!
Why not? Are you different, perhaps?
Or you're getting scared?
I was just thinking...
Being so imaginative, who knows what you're thinking about.
You! You, Michelle, and you, others!
I gave you time to understand and live.
You didn't want it.
By now, your time...
is up.
You'll spend a long clay before the sea. Don't scream.
Don't exaggerate your uselessness.
I didn't want to teach you anything. I thought you'd get it.
I want to give you the only genuine moment of your lives.
You'll have plenty of time to think. If you improve, you won't get worse.
This island, this house, you... everything came to a conclusion.
I'm looking at you and now you seem like memories to me.
So long.
What did he come up with now?
Where did he go?
That's enough, Luca! Let's put an end to this game.
He's leaving.
He's leaving!
He's leaving?
He's leaving us here?
He left us here!
He's gone...
Impossible!
I don't believe it! I don't believe it!
Not to me! Not to me!
He'll come back for me, I know! He'll come back for me!
Impossible! Impossible!
It can't be! It can't be!
To those who will get first to this island.
If you belong to the tomorrow's world."
if you find them alive, no use holding a dieing,
they won't understand.
If you find them dead, ditto.
If you belong to the yesterday's world:
if you find them alive, I advise you not to yield to the so-called ''mercy''.
If you find them dead, give full rein to your mercy.
THE END