Cleopatra:
[faking that she has a pain in her left shoulder]
Oh! Oww!
Hans:
[concerned, immediately goes to her]
What's the matter, Cleo? What's the matter?
Cleopatra:
Oh, I think I strained my shoulder last night. Give it a rub, will you?
Cleopatra:
[pulls the left side of her blouse way down, exposing part of her back, her underarm, and part of her bosom]
Farther.
Cleopatra:
[tries hard not to laugh; Hercules and the 2 Circus Workers can't keep from laughing]
Farther down, down. Over, over.
Cleopatra:
[pretending she is getting turned on, by Hans enthusiastically massaging her]
Oh, it's so good to be rubbed.
Circus Worker:
[and Another Circus Worker, holding out poker cards to Cleopatra, facetiously]
Our cards, lady!
Cleopatra:
What for?
Circus Worker:
[and Another Circus Worker]
A couple of rubbers from Berlin.
[they all laugh]
Hans:
[very angry, in German]
Ihr können nicht über meine Frau so sprechen! Ihr gehören auf die Strassen! Ihr niedrigen, dreckigen Schweinen!
[You can't talk about my woman like that! You belong on the streets! You low-down, dirty pigs!]
Hercules:
[and the 2 Circus Workers, laughing hysterically]
Ha, ha, ha!
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