Salon Kitty (1976)
Helmut Wallenberg: What frightens you, what you see or what you don't?
Margherita's Mother: The most important thing is to be on the winning side!
Marika: Professor, is it true that Jesus Christ was son of a Roman prostitute and a German soldier?
Biondo: It's like killing. The first time one may feel remorse be induced to vomit, even have insomnia. But by the third time, one sleeps peacefully. By the fifth time, one eats a sandwich. Actually, it gets exciting, there is a stimulus. They are just the same for you.
Helmut Wallenberg: You must be able to compromise all the way. You have to humble yourself, in order to be reborn.
Kitty Kellermann: Wallenberg, you haven't learned a thing from the Roman Empire. In order to conquer the World one must be able to laugh, sing. Unless you have no intent to close the brothel, only to open a singing school.
Hans Reiter: Man belongs to mankind. Not to a country, to a race or a religion. My conscience is clear.
Margherita: [voiceover] He constantly made love to me. Which is only right for a soldier preparing to return to the front.
Helmut Wallenberg: All of them have just one goal: power! There are no ideals, no belief system! You are the one who has illusions, Margherita. You, and millions of Germans like you who believed in us. It was a way to put all of you at our feet.
Helmut Wallenberg: You see? You're nothing. A dog! Trained to obey my commands.
Margherita: [in bed, after encounter] Will you fight again?
Hans Reiter: I don't think I'm a good soldier.
Margherita: When do you leave?
Hans Reiter: Soon. In ten days.
Margherita: An eternity for making love.
Hans Reiter: [in bed] Would you mind if I fell in love with you?
Hans Reiter: Hmm?
Hans Reiter: Just a little. Would it seem ridiculous?
Margherita: Love is a word you can't always say when two people are in bed together.
Margherita: I don't like anniversaries. I only like drinking champagne with you. Not even with you. I just like the champagne. Too many wishes bring bad luck.
Helmut Wallenberg: [strong ice-cold German accent] I want you to be in my private dreams.
Margherita: You need another ghost, like your wife?
Helmut Wallenberg: It's my wish. But your duty.
[grabs her, grunts]
Margherita: You want me to lose my body? My very being?
Helmut Wallenberg: [with contempt] Would you rather stay as you are now? With your pitiful love affair? My aims are higher.
Helmut Wallenberg: That's why I am a National Socialist. I have a goal. A hope. And with you, it will be complete,
[gesturing around him at all the trappings of his success]
Helmut Wallenberg: What does your pilot's ridiculous love-?
Margherita: It's not love.
Helmut Wallenberg: Here. I have a letter from him.
[offers it, and she comes forward, but then he pulls it away]
Helmut Wallenberg: I could destroy him.
[she grabs the letter]
Kitty Kellermann: You... especially you...
Kitty Kellermann: What need have you to be humiliated by men? You're so beautiful, so gentle. Save yourself. Anything is better than this. Save yourself. Save yourself, Margherita.
Margherita: [as Wallenberg admires himself in the mirror, full Nazi uniform] Speak to me. Say something.
[he pushes her away]
Margherita: You like that, don't you? Slave and master. Oh God, that I wanted you!
Helmut Wallenberg: You're my creation. I invented you. You're my accomplice.
Margherita: Do anything you want, anything! God knows when I'll see you again.
Helmut Wallenberg: [looks up] Very soon.
Margherita: Wait! I want to make it last as long as possible!
[sits up as she remembers:]
Margherita: Your wife!
Helmut Wallenberg: I've sent her away. Even the servant has the day off.
Margherita: She's still your wife.
Helmut Wallenberg: You might be powerful enough to get rid of her.
Margherita: Kiss me. Please kiss me.
Margherita: This house is no place for illusions.
Helmut Wallenberg: [dangered, gets up] I'm not illusions!
[storms off into next room, goes on rampage, upsetting chandelier]
Helmut Wallenberg: Look! My wife's grandfather was a Jew!
Margherita: [follows him] If they find out, that could be dangerous, even for you.
Helmut Wallenberg: Not when I have the power I deserve. The power of Himmler!
Margherita: [kneeling in front of him] You're mad...
Helmut Wallenberg: I have in my hands the bedroom secrets of everybody in Germany. Ribbentrop, Goebbels, Keitel, Jodl, even Himmler himself. I know the details of every single one of them. Their cocaine intake... their impotence, their perversions, their thieving, their betraying. Their rivalries... Defeatist cowards!
Margherita: What do your superiors think about it?
Helmut Wallenberg: They won't have time to think. The original idea wasn't mine... I admit. But I know how I can get rid of them all. At my convenience.
Margherita: [scoffs] You have illusions about your power.
Helmut Wallenberg: No, no, no.
[yanks her up]
Helmut Wallenberg: Every word is true.
[takes her by the shoulders, shakes her]
Helmut Wallenberg: It's true!
[shakes her violently]
Helmut Wallenberg: Get that through your head! I don't give a damn about National Socialism! Just as none of our leaders give a damn! It's a means to an end! Power! They have no ideas, no faith! You are the one with illusions, Margherita... you! And the millions of other Germans who believed in us. It's a way to get you all on our side.