99 Women (Der heiße Tod)

Where are they taking us?

To the island over there.

It must be horrible.

You should have thought of that beforehand.

Once you're out it'll just be a bad memory.

For now you'll do your three years, so, better get used to it.

Oh! That's enough, I beg you. Enough!

I know what you're going to miss.

Alas, nothing doing in this prison.

- Is this the penitentiary? - Yes.

Home, sweet home, for all of us.

Built by the Spanish, oh, who knows when.

It has a very pretty name: Castillo de la Muerte.

The citadel of death.

- You are late, ladies. - Never-ending red tape and paperwork.

I don't care.

It wasn't my fault.

I had to wait for the paperwork.

Here, it's all in order.

Aren't we supposed to take away a girl?

Yes.

Bring her over.

We found her in her cell this morning. She was dead.

It's stupid. She knew she was going to be freed in a few days.

She always was scared of freedom.

A suicide?

Her paperwork's right next to her in the coffin.

Signed and approved by the Governor.

And I repeat, next time you will be here on time.

Make the newcomers come forward for their instructions.

Your name?

- Nathalie Mendoza. - Here you say "Madame."

Your number?

98, Madame.

- What about you? - 97.

You've been here before.

Yes, two years ago, Madame.

How long are you here for this time?

One year, Madame.

That depends on your behavior.

Otherwise, I'll make your vacation last longer.

Get one thing straight.

Starting right now, you have no personality.

You are nothing.

You are nothing but numbers.

Forget that you exist.

- Hello. - A new arrival...

A newcomer's a nice distraction in this hellhole.

Jessica!

You're back? What are you in for this time?

What a question. Same old. I don't betray the cause.

Helga! She's sick.

Who? Nathalie?

Yes. Number 98.

She's fine. Don't get all worked up.

Of course she's not feeling hot.

She needs a fix.

The cops nailed her on a boat.

She was riding with no ticket

but with enough heroin to satisfy an army of addicts.

Can't anyone help her?

She's getting the special house treatment.

She's going cold turkey.

For now it's ok.

Once they're done, she'll lose all her hair.

Come on, lie down, kid.

Relax. You've got to sleep.

You can't do anything anyhow.

Oh, don't cry.

Say, did I ever tell you why I'm in here?

No. Why?

It's no secret.

Prostitution. I fucked a fella I shouldn't have.

How about you?

I bet you're in for something pretty wild.

Come on, don't cry.

I'm gonna get in that featherbed.

Governor, I hope you were entertained.

Oh, that white angel.

He was ravishing.

I knew you would like him.

And the new detainees?

There's a little blond among them...

Number 99.

Young,

exciting, with a nice body.

I think you might rather like her.

I'll see about her later. I have a lot of work today.

Thank you for coming so quickly Governor.

I am, as always, devoted to you.

You're too kind.

And very soon you will be able to prove your devotion.

You know very well how I like to treat my devotees.

You said 99?

Yes.

Alright.

But proceed with caution.

The dead girl, I'm told, had deep scars all over her back.

I insist all detainees submit to discipline and labor.

But we have a new Justice Minister

and he is bound to be zealous.

You mustn't forget this is the second death this year.

Yes, yes, I know. So what?

We must avoid trouble.

Trouble is all I have all day long, Governor.

I'm used to trouble.

Number 99...

I must first see to the prisoners.

Dangerous, brutal men.

When shall we see each other again?

Tomorrow perhaps.

I will remember to take a look at...

Number 99.

So until tomorrow...

It will be with great pleasure.

What? What is it?

- What do you want? - Nothing.

You had a nightmare.

- Who was it that cried out? - Nathalie.

She is seriously ill.

Oh... Come on! Go to sleep.

It's not the drugs making her sick.

What do you know? Are you a doctor?

No, I just have a feeling.

What do you think we should do?

We should call a guard. Make her call a doctor.

Guard!

Guard!

Will you shut up?

Number 99.

- Number 99! - Yes, Madame.

The punishment for insubordination,

you will learn, is 8 days in the hole.

Nathalie is delirious.

She's going to die.

And the punishment for refusing to obey the Director,

is 15 days in the hole. I hope you have understood!

Hello, Doctor.

That was quick.

She was already dead.

That's how it almost always is.

How long has this woman been the Director?

Oh, it must be ten years already.

She used to be a guard.

No one ever leaves that place.

We'll see about that.

Faster!

Or you'll get days in the hole. Faster!

How long is your sentence?

Fifteen months. It's going to be long. How about you?

Same. It's my first sentence.

I've been here ten days.

Can you take it?

The work does not matter. It's not the work I mind.

Hey, princess, miss those streets you were walking?

Shut your trap or you might get crushed.

Yeah, right, Princess. That's no way to talk for a hooker.

Stop it. You're crazy!

Stop!

You two, come with me.

The rest of you, keep working.

What's gonna happen to them?

What'll they do to them?

It'll be a party.

Good evening.

On time, as usual.

I am not your first visitor today?

No, the doctor has been by this morning.

One of the girls is...

Dead, I know.

How could I have known it wasn't an act?

Oh, that was not a reproach.

I am not the new Justice Minister.

It's hot tonight.

The doctor said a report would be sent to the Minister.

Well, there we are.

Just what I have been fearing.

But the Minister's job should be limited to finding those responsible of crimes.

These are matters that can be solved.

I'll get you your glass of wine.

Let's talk about more pleasant matters.

How is number 99?

You know, you planted that seed, my dear.

She got in a fight with another girl.

I had to punish her accordingly.

- Who was the other girl? - Number 76... you know the one.

Yes, you know her.

She's the one that's been here for a year.

Ah, yes. Zoė.

She's injured.

She's locked up in the infirmary with her dear friend 99.

They'll stay there until they've made up.

Well, they must be punished, Governor.

The choice of punishment, I will leave to you.

Really?

I really think you missed your calling, Thelma.

I can see you as a Madame running a brothel.

No, Governor, you know very well that I have found my true vocation here

and that I am devoting myself to it, body and soul.

Indeed.