Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom

SALO, or THE 120 DAYS OF SODOM

Masters

Storytellers

Male victims

Female victims

Daughters

Militia

Collaborators

Servants

Written and directed by

Northern Italy, during the Nazi-Fascist occupation

ANTE INFERNO

Your Excellency

President

Your Grace

All things are good when taken to excess

Come on, let's go

Where are you going?

Claudio! Your scarf, my son!

Sorry, we're obeying orders

Marrying each others' daughters will seal our destinies for ever

President, take as your lawful spouse His Excellency's daughter, Tatiana

President, I will marry your daughter, Susy

Your Excellency and my brother the Bishop will marry my daughters

The preparations for our undertaking are completed

In puberty's ambush, maidens bloom, all unaware of impending doom

They listen to the radio, drink tea, unaware they will lose their liberty

Bourgeois recoil not from slaughter though victim be son and daughter

-What's this one's name? -Claudio Cicchetti

-What is your name? -Franco

I knew you'd consider him

A girl helped us catch him

The fool thought he was in for romance, and ended up in a sack

-What is your name? -Sergio

Shouldn't we inspect them?

Trousers down, shirts up

That will do

Lamberto Gobbi

Carlo Porro

Umberto Chessari... just look at him, gentlemen

I waited two whole weeks to ambush him

...and this is Ferruccio Tonna, from Castelfranco

From a subversive family

The one with the curly hair, Tonino Orlando

I know him

I've waited two long years for him

Your Excellency, please help me

His father was a senior judge, like myself

A southerner, aren't you?

Don't expect me to deflower you. In time we will decide..

...who will do you that delightful honour

That's right, Tonino

Eva, come along

Try to behave yourself

Come, no one will harm you

Show these nice gentlemen all your hidden charms

What a beauty

A delicious bum, solid yet bouncy

Tits to revive a dying cripple

Bring us another one

Signora Castelli, your turn. The gentlemen are waiting

Please let me go home

Albertina's father is a professor in Bologna

To slip her out of the convent school we had to convince two nuns

You'll prefer us to the sisters, won't you?

I don't know yet, sir

Very well, undress her

Just a moment

We didn't notice her blemish. She's a pretty virgin, too

Don't you disgrace me, I know your little tricks

We waited until she came out with her mother...

...pushed the mother into the river, where the damned fool drowned...

...right before this angel's eyes

There were nine boys, now only eight

Anyone know the difference between "8", "no-no", and the family?

What's the difference?

"8" is twice four, "no-no" is twice not for

-What about the family? -They're fine, thank you

Everything is prepared according to your wishes

You herded, feeble creatures, destined for our pleasure

Don't expect to find here the freedom granted in the outside world

You are beyond reach of any "legality"

No one knows you are here

As far as the world goes, you are already dead

These are the laws which will govern your lives

"At six p.m., the company will assemble in the "Hall of Orgies"...

"... where our Storytellers...

"...will tell us stories, each with a particular theme

"Our friends have the right to interrupt at any moment

"The purpose of the stories is to inflame lust; all will be permitted

"After dinner, the gentlemen will conduct the so-called orgies

"The Great Hall will be adequately heated

"Participants, appropriatedly dressed...

"...will lie on the floor like animals...

"...they will intermingle...

"...copulate indescriminately, incestuously and sodomistically

"That will be the daily procedure"

No servants here!

"Any man caught in flagrante delicto with a woman...

"...will be punished by the loss of a limb

"The slightest religious act by anyone will be punished...

"...by death"

CIRCLE OF MANIAS

I was born at a girls' boarding school, where my mother was a servant

One day, my sister asked if I knew Professor Gentile

"Well, look outside, he's waiting for you...

"...to show you something he's shown me"

She said: "Don't run away

"He'll give you some money"

I ran out to meet him. I couldn't believe it

-"Where are you going?" -"To put away the chairs, Professor"

"Your sister will do that. I'll show you something you've never seen"

I followed him into a room

He took his huge penis from out of his trousers and began to masturbate

"Have you ever seen the like?

"I've shown your sister and girls of your age

"Give me a hand. Provoke the semen from which we're all created

"I'll make it spurt on your face

"This is my sole passion, my child...

"...and you are about to see it"

At that very moment...

...l was immersed in a white jet, drenching me from head to toe

You mustn't omit any detail...

...otherwise your stories will not arouse us sufficiently

I know I was urged to give every detail...

...every particular, even the slightest...

...that may illuminate the human passion

I've not overlooked anything

You haven't given us details about the size of the Professor's penis...

...or the nature, the consistency of his emisssion

Did you fondle his genitals, did he oblige you to do so?

Dear Signora Vaccari, more clarity

From now on I shall conceal nothing. May I continue?

Time the staff of my old age had some fun

Shortly after my seventh birthday...

...l took a girl friend to see the Professor

One of his colleagues was with him. They drew me inside

Looking at me, one said to the other:

"Goffredo, didn't I tell you she was a little beauty?"

"She is a rare little jewel", replied Goffredo

Then he took me onto his lap and gave me a kiss

-"How old are you?" -"Seven, Professor"

"You are fifty years younger than me"

Then he gave me another kiss

Meanwhile, the other prepared some kind of strange syrup

They made me drink it, saying: "It will make you pee"

"All we want of you, dear child, is that you urinate

"And that you do that with me, alone together"

I want this miserable boy punished severely

We are at your service

He had the insolence to pull away from me

You can choose one of ours

No, thank you

It would take too much to satisfy me now

A moment ago, only the slightest effort would suffice, but now...

You know to what we're driven by frustrated desire

All I ask of you...

...is exemplary punishment for this bastard

My Lord, I feel ready to satisfy you

I need no instruction

No, let me be

There are a thousand occasions when one does not desire a woman's anus

I'll wait. Let Signora Vaccari continue her story

Everything was so arranged that he swallowed every drop of my piss

At that moment his penis, overcome by victory...

...cried tears of blood over me

Then, passion consumed, the Professor seemed to realize...

...his idol no longer inspired such religious fervour

Without ado, he put ten lire in my apron pocket and pushed me out

The boy's hopeless at masturbation, he needs a lesson

You'd think he'd never seen a man's tool

Well, friends...

...Signora Vaccari will turn them into first-class whores

Nothing is more contagious than evil

You are mistaken, Your Excellency

Some can do evil only when passion drives them to it

They are always unhappy, regretting the evils of the previous night

Umberto, Franco... what do you say?

Handsome

Efisio, it's my turn

On the Peratibridge

A black flag flies

The mourning of the Julian regiment that goes to war

The best young men lie under the earth

The gentleman are not satisfied with you

The first thing you must learn is how to hold it

Go on

Up and down

Squeeze it harder...

...and stroke beneath with the other hand

Slut! See how it's done

There were nine girls, now only eight

Here's a number eight story

It's about a man who had a friend named Six-times-eight

Going home in the blackout one night they lost each other

Our man tried to find his friend, looking everywhere

At last he thought he saw something in the darkness

He was overjoyed, thinking he had found his friend

-He cried: "Six-times-eight!" -"Forty-eight", came the reply

Music! Signora Vaccari will tell us another story...