Salo Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Salo Script














Male victims



Female victims















Written and directed by



Northern Italy, during the

Nazi Fascist occupation






Your Excellency






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?




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?




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

" ", "no no", and the family?



What's the difference?



" " 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




"...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...



" death"






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...



" 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...


            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?






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...


            stimulate us for

another skirmish



I was nine when my sister took me to

Milan to meet Signora Calzetti



She examined me and asked if I

wanted to work for her



I said I would, if the pay was good



My first client, a stout man named

Vaccari, looked me over carefully



At once I showed him my pussy,

which I thought was very special



He covered his eyes:

"Out of the question



"I'm not interested in your vagina,

cover it up"



He covered me up, making me lie down



He said: "All these little whores

know is to flaunt their vaginas



"Now I'll have to recover from

that disgusting sight"



He wrapped me in a sheet,

like a mummy...



...leaving only my behind uncovered



He caressed it gently, opened

and closed the cheeks...



...began to suck it greedlily



Then he carefully...



...put his member between my buttocks,

his movements became frenzied



"Such an adorable behind, the sweet

little anus. Now I'll anoint it"



He said that three or four times



I never saw him again



Your first client...



...had an idea of women that

most of us do not share



Homage to the rear temple...


            more fervent than the other



I put this question to the company



How can we determine the true

inclination of a boy or girl?



Their best part, in other words



I believe by masturbation of the

requisite body areas



Let's take the youngsters about whom

we have doubts...



...and take them aside to verify



Observing, with equal passion

and apathy, Guido and Vaccari...



...masturbating the two bodies

which belong to us...



...inspires a number of interesting




Would you care to elaborate,

dear Duke?



We Fascists are the only true







...once we've become masters of the

state, true anarchy is that of power



However, look at their

obscene gestures...


            deaf mute language...



...with a code none of us can break,

no matter how great our power



There is nothing to be done



We must restrict our impulses

to a single gesture



He came. Now he is a man



Little Sergio, we're proud of you



 She's a woman now

 Our first couple has been formed



Sergio, you've proved you're a man



She is your prize



Come forward



Appreciate the goodwill of

these gentlemen...



...who allow you to enjoy such

a great privilege...



...we will solemnize your marriage



What a fine thing



What a whore



Get out, you sluts!



Let us resume the ceremony



Will you, Sergio...



...take Renata for your wife?



I pronounce you man and wife



Clear off, all of you!



If you salute him,

then you are bound



If you are for him,

if you are sound



Then you must join up,

honour bound



Lustily! Aren't you newlyweds?



Give rein to your feelings



Get busy, idiot



No! That flower is reserved for us



The principle of all greatness

on earth...



...has long been bathed in blood



My friends, if memory does not

betray me:



"Without bloodshed, there is

no forgiveness



"No forgiveness without bloodshed".




Excellency, the expression is not

to be found in Baudelaire...



...but in Nietzsche's

The Genealogy of Morals



It is neither from Baudelaire

nor Nietzsche...



...nor in Saint Paul's

Epistle to the Romans



It's Dada



Sing me that sweet melody

l loved so much, that goes da da



Delicious creature, do you want

my dirty underpants?



My old underpants. What incomparable




You see how sensitive I am

to the value of things



Little angel, my greatest desire is

to grant your wish



You know I respect all tastes

and whims



However baroque, all deserve

to be respected



Because we're not their masters,

even the most bizarre manias...



...derive from a basic principle

of refinement



Yes, old buggers, it's a question

of delicacy



One day Madam sent me to

another libertine



He took me to a room with

a splendid Chinese carpet



After making me undress, he ordered

me on all fours, like an animal



Having stroked my head two or

three times...



...he said: "I want to see if you're

as quick as my dogs"



He threw two chestnuts across

the room...



...saying: "Good bitch, fetch!"



I thought it best to go along

with the game



You have two beautiful eyes...

then look






"Filthy muck, putrid bitch",

he shouted, approaching me



Then he ejaculated over my back



Then he left



I dressed...



...and discovered       lire

in my coat






Your Excellency, are you convinced?



It is when I see others degraded

that I rejoice...



...knowing it is better to be me

than the scum of "the people"



Whenever men are equal, without that

difference, happiness cannot exist



So you wouldn't aid the humble,

the unhappy



In all the world...


            voluptuousness flatters the

senses more than social privilege



My next story is about the mania

of Minister Missiroli



I went to the Minister's office

at ten one morning



The moment I entered,

the doors closed



"What are you doing here,

you little bitch?



"Who gave you permission

to disturb me?"



I hadn't been warned of what

would happen...


            I was frightened by the welcome



I can't take any more



He tore off my clothes,

shredded them...



...and threw them into the fire



Then he stretched out

seemingly semi conscious...


            a chair...



...and ejaculated...



...making his sperm fall upon the

charred remains of my clothes






Don't you think, Signora Maggi...



...that before your stories, you

should show us your best part?



With the greatest of pleasure



These buttocks merit our attention



I have seldom seen better



Very kind of you to say so



We thank you. Please begin



I see that you gentlemen esteem

the rear end...


            I shall devote my stories

to this subject



My story will interest you all...



...especially our dear President;

it concerns a particular mania...



...his dearest caprice, which

enabled me to make his acquaintance



Conceal my turpitudes from

these innocents



Enough. I am eager to hear

Signora Maggi's voice



My childhood years were spent in

endowing my body with the capacity...


            satisfy the basest,

most outrageous desires



I soon became expert in that

difficult task...



...and my fame spread throughout




My clients included many




...and to them I gave the best

of myself



My first story concerns a most

curious episode in my life



Signora Evola, the Madam

I worked for...



...sent me to a client after feeding

me a large laxative spiced meal



The client was an old

Carabinieri General



He made me undress him and

put a nappy on him



I was used to such fixations,

I was ready to help him



Suddenly, my bowels rebelled and he

ordered me to relieve myself...



...which I did without embarrassment



He made me dip my fingers in

the excrement...



...and feed it to him like a baby



He swallowed everything, imitating

the cries of a baby...



...and ejaculated into his nappy



I knew a man capable of quite diverse

refinements of the sort



We expect only the best tales of you



My next story took place in Verona



I was told that the client

waiting at a hotel...



...was an old nobleman,

notorious for his depravity



My curiosity was immense



That evening my mother was more

intolerant than usual



She pleaded with me not to go



I couldn't resist the temptation,

so I killed her



The only thing to do



The excitement awaiting you was




...meriting the utmost sacrifice



It's folly to say one owes

anything to one's mother



Must we be grateful for her having

pleasure with a man?



That should have been enough

reward for her



Long ago, I was cursed with

a mother...



...who aroused the same feelings

you felt for yours



As soon as I could, I sent her

to the next world



It was a profound pleasure when she

closed her eyes for the last time



Why is that child crying?



Your words remind her of her mother



Her mother died trying to protect her






It's your mother you're crying for?



Come here, let me console you



Come back to Papa's arms



He'll sing you another lullaby



What an opportunity you offer me



Signora Maggi's story merits

immediate re enactment



I beg you to have mercy on

my suffering



My mother died for me and

I'll never see her again



Undress her immediately



Kill me! God will take pity on me!

Don't dishonour me!



This howling is the most exciting

thing I've ever heard



Kill me! Free me from this torment,

seeing and hearing such horrors!



You all heard her call on God



Your Excellency, enter her name

in the Penal Register...



...for a terrible punishment



Do away with me, so that

I can be with my mother



You will be punished and deflowered

when we decide the time is ripe



Don't think your tears restrain my

desire; they make me more ruthless



Come here, my child, it's ready



On your knees!



Go on!



Eat it



That stupid girl's making a scene

over such a delicacy



A friend insisted that all the

excrement he ate every day...



...come from a beggar woman, so it

would be more putrid and delicious



I found an old woman of seventy

for him



Spoiled food can provoke

excellent diarrhoea



The subject should eat hastily, at

odd hours, to overload the stomach



We must try that at once



Dear President



I am eager to know how you

first met Signora Maggi



She will tell you after His Honour

has married his Sergio



Then you'll laugh at my expense



I won't deprive you of that pleasure



Today's story demands a revision

of our rules



If we wish to enjoy the fruit...



...of our stay within these walls...



...let us revise some of our rules



For example, we put containers in the

latrines to collect all excrement...


            that nothing goes to waste



Let's follow Signora Maggi's example,

giving our dear President...



...the joy of seeing his dream

come true



Good day, Signora Castelli



I'm sorry, we'll be ready in a moment



I've come to make sure



The chamberpots, quick!



You know the rules!



Tell me your name!



I couldn't help it, with the muck

we're given to eat



Your name?



It's Doris, the most undisciplined

of our girls



She will be company for those

already listed here



 Whose is this?

 Mine. Help yourself



Is that how you obey our rules,

impertinent brat?



Show me this boy's arse



You even dared to wipe yourself.

You'll get what you deserve



We're ready...



...but preparing this one meant that

I couldn't watch these rogues



There is no evasion



Unless the German people fall...



...we are prepared for any

eventuality ...


            save a human soul,

even in this part of Africa



We are happy to carry out

your every command



Those I considered the most




...were fed appropriately



Thus as this solemn wedding feast we

shall enjoy the greatest delicacy



Our girls abstained from relieving

themselves all day...


            compliance with your decree...



...that we produce this for you



Let the rite begin



Our guide restored the divine

character of monstrosity...



...thanks to reiterated actions,

that is to say: rites



No more intoxicating desire exists...



...endowing you with the vigour...


            meet the challenge awaiting you



Eat, my exquisite bride



You must prepare for our night

of love



Nothing's worse than a breath

without odour



I can't do it



Offer it to the Madonna



Do this



Say: "I can't eat rice with

my fingers like this"



Then eat shit



I refer, as you will have guessed...


            our illustrious President



After having satisfied him...



...I was impressed by such special

tastes in one so young



Tastes that will become clearer later



Liberated from my mother...



...I found life rich in all

its delights



One day Madam presented me to

the libertine in question



His passion will strike you

as somewhat unusual



The scene took place in his house.

I was shown into a darkened room



I saw a man lying on the bed...



...and a coffin in the middle

of the room



"You see before you...", he said...



"...a man on his deathbed...



"...but he doesn't want to close

his eyes...



"...without making a last homage to

the object of his adoration



"I adore the behind



"Although I am dying, I wish to die

kissing one



"When life has left my body...



" me in the coffin...



"...wrap me in my shroud and

close the coffin lid



"I insist that you observe my orders

to the letter



"In this supreme moment with the

sole object of my lewd desire



"Come quickly!"



He went on, his voice broken, sobbing



"Hurry! I am at death's door"



So I went to him and showed him

my backside



"Oh, what a marvellous arse



"Having seen this, my life can end.

I've never seen one as alluring"



He fondled it, opened it



He played with it, kissed it, just as

would the healthiest of men



He made me relieve myself of all

that was in my bowels



I was not at all embarrassed



"Now it is the time for me to die.

The supreme moment has come"



As he said that, he gave

a profound sigh



Piss over me



I can't, it won't come



I've finished



The limitation of love is that

you need an accomplice



Your friend will know the

libertine's refinement...


            being executioner and victim



My sister knew an official

in the Controller's office



A little pig like man,

with a disgusting face



A chamberpot was arranged...



...for two to sit on, back to back,

and relieve themselves simultaneously



He stirred it with his fingers,

and swallowed it



My sister told me...



...he'd only to see her dirty arse

and he ejaculated



Did your sister have a

pretty backside?



You must judge by this.

A famous painter...



...was commissioned to paint a Venus

with a splendid backside



He selected her as his model

after many weeks...



...looking at hundreds of behinds

throughout ltaly



How old was she then?



Fifteen, Duke



Why don't you arrange a competition

to find the nicest bottom here?



I'll do that. I'm an expert



Your Excellency, doesn't this

situation suggest anything to you?



It might



 Aren't you ready?

 Just a moment



The act of the sodomite signifies

the death of the human species



Ambiguously accepting social

standards while transgressing them



More monstrous than the act

of the sodomite...


            the act of the executioner



True, but the act of the sodomite

can be repeated again and again



I think there is a way to repeat

the act of the executioner



Turn off the lights



Here is my masterpiece



I have a proposal to make



We have not yet decided on

the winner's prize...



...for the best bottom



Here is my proposal



He or she whose bottom is

judged the best...



...will be killed immediately






This way we'll be impartial, not

knowing whose bottom we are viewing



 A shrewd observation

 Thank you, Your Excellency



For if we knew we were looking at

a boy rather than a girl...



...we might be influenced

in making our decision



We must be completely

free in our choice



A clever trap I wish to avoid



When one prefers men, it is difficult

to change one's perspective



The difference between a boy and

a girl is enormous



One cannot consider what is

obviously inferior



But if we consider all the

stories we have heard...


            certain cases a girl might be

preferable to a boy



Let us try to remain objective



Look at the elasticity of

those buttocks



There can be no question here



Allow me, Duke



I don't wish to contradict, but may I

re examine a most impressive one?



We'll be delighted to grant

your request



I don't think the heaviness of

these buttocks...



...can be compared to the most

beautiful we have here



However, I will yield to the

opinion of the majority



I vote for the Duke's candidate



My vote goes to the Duke's




Dear President, three votes to one



I bow to the majority



But I request that my candidate

be reserved for me to deflower






We'll reveal this mystery






You must be stupid to think that

death would be so easy



Don't you know we intend to kill you

a thousand times?



To the end of eternity, if eternity

can have an end



Once I had a very mysterious client



His mania was closely related to...



...the subject of Signora Castelli's

stories, for which I apologize



The man wanted only women...



...who had been condemned to death



The closer they were to death,

the more he would pay



He would visit them when the

sentence had been pronounced



Thanks to his exalted social status,

enabling him to pay the price...



...not a single one escaped him



He did not possess them casually



He insisted on inspecting their rumps

and that they defecated before him



He was convinced that the

tastiest faeces...



...were those of women who had just

heard the sentence of death






Your Reverence, I am ready



We want a marvellous wedding



The President wishes to be first,

he is the most randy



You whoresons!



What is this, a mortuary?



These parasites do nothing

for this festive day



Do anything you like.

Laugh, all of you



Go on, idiots, show how happy

you are



Go on, laugh



Why aren't you yelling forjoy?

Go on, sing!



You two, what are you doing?



Excellency, note their names



If you like to whimper, we'll make

you, for your last few days



Shouldn't you have paid your bills,

Monsieur Royale?



Of course, Monsieur Juju



Shouldn't you also pay mine?



Why so?



Because two and two make four

and I'm broke



Earn some money



 How do I do that?

 Through manual labour



I don't know how



Then become an actor



That's difficult



Try to write then;

all you have to write...


            any old thing



Are you crazy?



I have a duty to perform;

I'll return later



Your friend here is ready

whenever you are



 Please, may I speak to you?

 Of course, my dear



What will you do to me?



Talk about that tomorrow;

many things will be decided then



I know a secret. Someone is

violating your law



Graziella had a photograph

under her pillow



Give me that photograph



Spare me and I'll tell you

what Eva and Antoniska do



They're breaking your laws



Don't kill me. I have secrets

to tell you



Speak, dirty whore!



Every night Ezio goes to the

black servant girl



I can take you there






You make me puke



Those who are named will wear

a sky blue ribbon



You can imagine what that means



Others, if they collaborate, are

reprieved. They will return to Salo



What are you going to do to us?



You'll soon know the gravity

of your crimes



The main character...



...figured in a number of

the previous stories



He is forty, very powerfully built...



...with a member like a stallion



He is enormously rich,

very powerful, very cruel



A heart of stone



He owns a house near Milan, which

he uses exclusively for his pleasure



At his parties, at least fifteen

young girls are present...



...aged from fifteen to seventeen



Those who are chosen must present

themsleves completely naked



He touches them, caresses them,

examines them...



...then makes them defecate into his

mouth, but he does not swallow it



After these first rituals,

with fearsome gravity...



...he brands each girl

on the shoulder...



...burning a number into

their tender flesh



After these preliminaries,

he opens the window...



...and places a girl standing in the

middle of the room, facing the window



Then gives such a powerful kick

to her behind...



...that the poor thing flies across

the room...



...through the window and vanishes

into a dark cellar



Our hero is familiar not only with

Nietzsche, but Huysmans as well



In the cellar, a masked executioner

with the devil's emblems...



...presides gravely over the

horrible machines



When all the girls are in

the cellar, our hero...


            highly aroused, having so many

contacts without once ejaculating



Naked, his huge member jutting

from his belly



Now all the machines have begun

to function...



...all tortures at once, with

terrifyingly loud screeching



The first apparatus is a huge wheel

with razor blades...


            which is bound a girl

to be flayed alive



Another has a live rat sewed

inside her vagina



Oh Lord, why hast thou foresaken us?



A rationalperson...


            not content to kill

the same person



He would recommend murdering

as many as possible



Umberto, come here



Bravo, always ready



What does a Bolshevik do when

he dives into the Red Sea?



You don't know what a Bolshevik does?



No, tell me



He goes splash!



Poetry Corner. Ezra Pound.

The Cantos






The whole tribe is from

one man's body



What other way can you think of it?



The surname and the nine arts



The father's word is compassion



The son's, devotion



Small birds sing in chorus. Harmony

is in the proportion of branches



The gay face of spring

is set before the world



The sharpness of winter

now flees defeated



In various apparel Flora reigns



And in the euphony of the woods...



...she is hymned in song



Can you dance?



Let's try



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