Giulia

A is equal to B as B is equal to A.

B is equal to C, as... We like it. We like it.

Well, I like it a lot.

Every way in which sex manifests itself,

both real-life sex,

and unreal, imagined, wanted, dreamt,

raved-about and even extolled sex,

it's a voluptuous moment of that infinite source of pleasure

which is eroticism.

TINTO BRASS PRESENTS

Giulia! Giulia.

One, two, three, turn.

One, two, three, turn and twirl. Look.

No, not like that. Keep your shoulders straight.

Keep going...

One, two, three, four, five.

From the start. One, two, three.

That's it for today. You can go. I would like to talk to you two.

Gustavo talked to you. It looked really easy. What did he say?

About the tour in Rome.

- Really? - Yes.

- Stefania will be with us. - Ah, Stefania.

- He didn't say anything? - No, he didn't.

I don't know why he is so strict with me. I don't understand.

I think it's just a way to encourage you. Don't worry.

- I don't know. At about 7 pm. - Were you hot?

- What are you doing tonight? - I can't see you tonight.

- Why? - I am meeting my theatre teacher.

- Is that OK? - OK.

I'll see you another time.

Bye.

I don't know, at about 7 pm...

What are you doing?

Everybody goes to Rome except me. Why?

I don't want to talk about it right now. Bye.

I will go... Wait and see!

I've been watching you for weeks.

- Really? - ln the church.

I often go.

- You never saw me? - No.

- Do you really believe in God? - Of course.

I have to go.

- Hello! - Who are you?

I work with the creatures of the beyond. At Forkheim, not far from here.

My mothe rthinks it's a good job.

It's true that for us who have faith, life is eternal.

Do you know the story of Mary Magdalen?

She washed Christ's feet.

You have beautiful feet. I would like to share this pleasure with you.

- I can't, I have to go. - You shouldn't leave so soon.

The glory of God. Your body is the glory of God.

Your eyes are beautiful. When Mary washes Jesus feet,

it's such a sensual gesture.

Good morning, Mum.

- You never liked Chico, my cat. - Come on, Mum.

Cristina, go to get some nibbles for me and your sister.

Yes, Mother.

I'm going to Rome. Are you happy?

Do you dare to talk about Rome when Chico is not well?

Well, Rome...the memories...

The light on the Caravaggio. The face of Jupiter on the ceilings.

The Etruscan mosaics, Villa Borghese.

Mum, it's a serious thing.

Well, that is if I go. I had a row with the dance teacher.

Matthew, chapter 5, verse 44.

''Love your enemies,

''bless those who curse you, do good to those who hate you.''

Tell me about my father and Italy, please.

He was a German Swiss. He was from a village near Zurich.

He carried his gun all the time,

even when he wasn't at work.

He was a Viking god.

- He used to say, ''Grau mit rot...'' - What?

And then, Cristina was born.

Here we are, Mum.

- May I sit down? - Come on, sit down.

Matthew, chapter 15, verse 4.

''Honour thy father and mother,

''and he that curseth father or mother, let him die the death.''

God, Mum, she just wants to sit down!

Stop scaring people with your bullshit... your...

Do you want a ham sandwich, dear?

No, I don't.

I don't understand how you can eat such muck.

You, who always talks about Jesus.

Didn't you know that he never ate animals?

It isn't written anywhere that he ate dead meat.

Are you going to lecture me now?

Come on, Cristina, go get some biscuits.

- It's not worth it. - Do as I say.

I won't have any biscuits.

Listen, Mum, I've decided to become an actress.

You have to teach me lots of things.

You are not strong enough.

''God created man in His own image.''

It's written in the Bible.

We are the most perfect creatures in existence.

He created the animals to nourish us.

He is the truth and the way.

Could you please leave God alone?

What does the truth have to do with your beliefs?

John, chapter 8, verse 32.

''And ye shall know the truth...''

No, I think it's verse 32, chapter 7.

How do you put up with her?

You'll end up like her, you know?

You don't know anything. I should be going to Rome.

I should be going to Rome. Me, me, not you, me!

- My God, Mum. - ''Honour thy father and mother,

''and he that curseth father or mother, let him die the death.''

Don't you see that your beliefs don't correspond to your real life,

- but they have been drummed... - Say goodbye to you sister.

You will be fine, anyway.

The ribbons are my heart.

Grey with red.

The ribbons are my heart...

Your breasts are my regalia.

- Hello. - Hello, Giulia.

- You look beautiful today. Thank you. - You are welcome.

I am glad to finally have you in my house.

- It's a big place. - Yes.

Do you live on your own?

Of course!

Why of course?

If I wasn't on my own I wouldn't asked you to come.

I am here to give it a try.

- I know my lines by heart. - I'm sure.

Memory is not the only thing that matters.

Eyes are important as well.

You are always looking at me.

There is so much to look at.

But you haven't seen anything yet.

I hope you're going to show me everything.

- Show you what? - Who you are.

I am who l am.

So what does that mean...

''Who l am''?

I am here.

- Why don't we rehearse a little, hm? - All right.

Get ready, come on.

Go.

I reject the baptism and the mass...

None of men's acts, from an erotic point of view,

ar more harmful than the descent of Christ over humanity.

Giulia! Christ is the only person who didn't have a body.

But you, you have to prove that you live in a body, in your body.

I know, but it's very difficult.

I don't want to force you, but I can tell you how to do it.

- OK, I'm listening. - Get undressed.

Say your lines and let me feel you have a body.

- Do you think it will work? - Yes, trust me.

To trust you..

Be strong.

- Consider it a challenge. - A challenge?

Yes.

Giulia, get up.

- Are you afraid of challenges? - No.

Show me that you are stronger than that.

Come on, Giulia.

Don't be shy. Come on.

Come on.

I'll be there.

The line.

I reject the baptism and the mass.

None of men's acts, from an erotic point of view,

are more harmful than the descent of Christ over humanity.

Start again. Take off your trousers.

I reject the baptism and the mass.

None of men's acts, from an erotic point of view,

are more harmful than the descent of Christ over humanity.

Keep going.

I reject baptism and mass.

None of men's acts, from an erotic point of view,

are more harmful than the descent of Christ over humanity.

Keep going.

I reject...

Stop. It's too easy.

What do you mean?

- You didn't even listen to me. - Of course I did.

I felt you.

Yes, I felt you...

Did you see how beautiful you were, how strong?

Yes. It makes the audience vulnerable, not me.

You can go further if you want.

I know, but I don't feel like it.

I am a man and you a woman. You don't want to leave now, do you?

Yes, of course. I do what I want and when I want.

lf you are a man, you should know women.

- What are you doing? - A massage.

- Do you want to make love? - Yes.

- It doesn't matter where or when? - No, it doesn't, but mostly now.

No, not now. I'll challenge you.

Meet me tomorrow at 10pm, at 19 rue de la Chapelle.

- Are you leaving? - Yes, I am.

See you tomorrow.

I reject the baptism and the mass...

Come here...

Come!

Why didn't you come yesterday, after the show?

I don't know.