Women Without Innocence (Frauen ohne Unschuld)

Here.

Calm down! Hurry up! Guardians! Don't you hear how she's screaming?!

Hurry up!

I'll stay here. I'll be at the clinic as soon as possible.

CLINIC FOR MENTAL DISORDERS

A severe mental disorder.

Now, please focus on this object.

Look right, left, right and left.

Pupils don't move. No reaction.

- Why doesn't she speak? - She's probably under shock.

Bring her to the other patients, but keep her under surveillance.

- Any sleeping pill for her? - No. - Yes, sir.

- Isn't there anything to make her talk? - Not as long as she's under shock.

- We can't just kick her ass. - How bad.

Irina, we have to be careful. Just make her talk.

Did you check the house? Absolutely.

Trust me, I'll do what I can.

Nothing at all?

No, just absurd muttering.

Just meanings...

The anxiety has caused a severe speech disorder.

Dear God in heaven...

Wash away our sins...

you have an angel on each finger, please protect us.

In the name of the jazzfans...

Stop that noise, let me sleep.

Shut the fuck up with your arias or I'll throw something at you.

You mean the nail file...

That's fabulous!

Someone's approaching!

Hey Emilia, I guess tonight's your concert? No performance tonight, I'm indisposed.

Here's your bed. Make yourself comfortable.

Don't forget to brush your teeth.

- She must be deaf! - Just be nice with her.

- What's the matter with her? - That could never happen to me.

- Please treat her nicely. - She must be Joan of Arc!

We will burn her, nurse Helga!

- Go to your bed please. - Why should I? - Say your prayers in, not under the bed.

I'm coming, and I'll pray for you too.

Behave yourselves, otherwise...

Look, Holy bitch is praying again.

I hope she's praying for our sins, too.

- Shaking with your butt is a mortal sin! - That's what says the bible, you whores!

Hello ladies.

- Hello Doctor Antonio. - Hello Sir Jesus.

Dear Doc, would you like to see my performance tonight?

With pleasure.

And if you decide to sing an aria of Isolde, then I'll be your Tristan.

I'm sure we'll make a great team, doc.

- I assume you think what you're doing is right. - I never had any problems with it.

Joan of Arc would like to talk to you. She's afraid of being murdered.

- She's afraid of not finding the right words. - That's exactly what she feels.

- This is why we will distract her a bit. - But she doesn't listen to the bible.

Would you like to dance with me?

You're too tense. Just relax.

- I wish I could switch with her, - I'm so fucking horny.

- Dr. Antonio's behaviour is inappropriate. -Tell me about it.

- Look at Dr. Antonio, he's really into her. - Just look at how close they get.

The voice of Portici has no idea of men.

Hey I've sung the voice of Portici, my favourite aria.

But this chick has no idea about anything.

- Come here, quick! - This is the result of your methods.

Our father in heaven, please forgive us.

This was ridiculous of her!

- He wants to kill her, you fool. - Really?

He metamorphoses into a vampire at midnight!

Judgement day will arrive soon.

Shut up, I can moan much better!

One from the left, one from the right, this will be my fuck of the night!

Shut up!

Shut up, the whores want to sleep!

Margarita, wake up!

You'll never make her talk with your behaviour.

Maybe your husband with his methods is better then?

No, he certainly doesn't.

- Well then, what do you want? - You.

- Jealous? - I need you.

- Everything's going to be ok with her. - Forget her for a while.

- Let's not waste the time we can spend. - Am I a waste?

What would I be without you?

I've never felt so devoted to a woman like you.

I'm nothing without you.

Once the passion has faded, your feelings will change.

- Relax, we both will soon be rich. - I will soon be rich.

Promise that you will succeed, darling.

- Say yes! - Yes.

Make her stop, her moaning is giving me the creeps! She sounds like a dog.

Shut up, she's sick.

Sick? All she needs is a good shag!

- Poor thing, relax, don't panic, darling. - We can't sleep because of your nightmares.

Come sweetie, I won't harm you...

Dearest father in heaven, please forgive her, she's not from this earth.

The sinful sisters are enjoying your presence.

Say something, sweetie.

Just let go and your pain will go away.

It is easier to get a camel through an eye of a needle,

than Antonio's cock up her pussy!

- The same like yesterday. - I think she made some progress.

Come to me, honey, before you'll freak out.

How should we go on?

I have no idea. If we can't find a better treatment,

then we'll loose the game?

And Antonio, can he be trusted?

If he manages to make her talk, we could have lost the race.

Stop it darling, you're just exhausted.

No wonder, we haven't made one step further!

You're much more relaxed now, aren't you darling?

- Don't give up darling. - The diamonds must be somewhere.

Correct. Well, I'm sure the girl will talk soon.

You're cure doesn't seem to work. We need something better.

- I wish I was as carefree as you. - I have that for you.

And as for Antonio, I'll take care of it.

Trust me, before he kicks our butts, I'll kick his.

You see, you're much calmer now.

This is a circular tour, ladies and gentlemen. There's coffee and tea on board.

Inspector Risi, nice to meet you. A somehow special rendez-vous.

It is important to me that our meeting is as discreet as possible.

I hope you will give me good facts about the Mauro couple.

How Dr. Antonio treats his patients is quite suspicious, don't you think?

No. All I need are facts.

Your husband needs to make the sick woman talk again.

She was acquainted with the murdered persons, and they were smugglers.

Apparently your clinic is known for very exceptional treatments.

One more reason why I wanted to get to know you.

So, what is your impression on me?

Well, one gets to hear a lot of untrue facts, especially in criminal cases.

A psychiatric clinic doesn't make it easier.

My husband has always made a flawless job.

We need some references of his therapy. We're talking about murder here.

Should he change his therapy methods?

I didn't say anything about that.

Margereta's condition has gotten worse. She's making awkward signs.

And I'm afraid she's been hearing voices lately.

She's totally dazed, like someone on drugs.

Is she unconscious?

The blood circulation.

That was not the way I expected it to be.

- She has been raped. - So what?

Maybe it's the exact remedy she needed. Margareta, can you hear me?

You see, nothing.

- Are you awake? - Do you feel better?

Just say it.

Eye? What about the eye? Say it!

- Who? - Who do you mean?

- Someone looked at you? - Take care of her, I have a visit.

Sweetie, let's have a bath, you'll relax.

Trust me, I'm a woman just like you.

I totally understand you.

You were acquainted with the Mauro's. You lived in that old villa with these smugglers.

Most probably they took advantage of you where they could.

But you're intelligent and found out about their smuggling.

Until you had enough of it. Luckily, you know where they've hidden the diamonds.

So you decided to take revenge on those bastards!

The stupid smugglers wouldn't let you take part in their huge profit.

I guess you don't want to talk about it.

But trust me honey. I'm much more sensitive than my husband. Confide in me.

I have the impression that Dr. Antonio has a crush on you.

But anyway, men are never as emphatic as women.

The smugglers must have tormented you all the time. No wonder you have killed them.

But where are the diamonds? You're the only one who knows the answer.

The police has got other things to take care of.

You turn me so on.

I'd kill for your boobs. You could make a lot of money with them.

I'll be very sad once you're healed and you will leave the clinic.

What about Antonio? My sweetheart.

Tell me, where are the diamonds? Where is that hidden place?

Don't ever go to the cellar again, ck'?

You make me so horny!

Scream it out loud sweetie!

Where are the bloody diamonds?!

You know it! You have them!

Now I know why all the boys are crazy for you!

Stop it with your stupid No, don't.

This doesn't work. You won't leave until you speak. Damn it say something!