All language subtitles for Gwendoline (1984)_track5_[eng]

Bible?

Paris!

Help me! Help me!

Please!

Hey you! I'll kill you, stop! Thief!

Miss!

Miss... Miss... Miss!

The bets have been placed!

Paris.

Twelve thousand...

She's very beautiful...

...and you don't have a blonde.

Three hundred.

Three hundred... and fifty with the shoe.

That's a bonus!

Get out!

Get Out!

Ask her...

what she's doing in Yuck Yen!

She's not talking!

Idiot!

...How can she?

Tell us about yourself, Miss...

If you need help...

I'll be glad to help.

Answer!

Idiot!

Escaped from where?

Escaped from where?

From a convent to find her father.

What's a convent?

Convent?

"Convent: Boarding school where girls
are instructed by Catholic nuns."

In Chinese!

Nice... the story about
seeing her father...

In a dream!

...and having a premonition
of the danger he's in!

Translate!

Translate!

I don't know how
to say 'premonition'

Amateur!

Go away!

Let's see if she's made
like a Chinese girl...

Watch out!

I don't give a shit about
the stuff in the crates.

Or about the bastard
who tried to kill me.

But I do give a shit
when you screw me around.

Now, if you pay me back
like a good boy, I might forget it.

Because I'm not the vindictive type.
Hurry up!

I want to see your hand moving.

That's right.

You understand me
when you choose to.

That's for your staffing costs.

Oh, bugger.

I'm Gwendoline.

He owed me $859.

Here.

Look in her hand!

She killed them all! Run!

Miss!

Miss!

Those filthy scoundrels
dared to lay their hands on you.

My dress is all torn.

- This is awful.
- Can you mend it? It was from Mother.

Of course, Miss.

I shouldn't have helped you make
this journey. You were nearly killed.

Yes. He was wonderful!

His big, blue eyes,

his strong, soft hands...

- Put that money back.
- We have to search for your father.

How else will we survive
in this godforsaken backwater?

- We are not stealing this!
- Very well, but it won't be easy.

Your fine principles
will be the death of you. And me.

Hide!

They were here!

- Beth! Beth, it's him.
- Alright.

- You're going to lose again, Willard.
- I'm not, I feel lucky tonight.

Help us! They're after us!
Tell them we didn't kill their friends.

I don't help people.
Everything on seven.

Seven.

That's it. Excuse me.

I won.

Just because Yuki was unwell, there's
no need to upset me. I'm playing.

- I'm so grateful.
- You just made me lose $60. Beat it.

Or else...
Or else I'll stuff you in that bag.

We need you. Don't desert us.

Run along home.
Mummy will be worried about you.

This dress belonged to her,
but she never had a chance to wear it.

- Really?
- That's enough!

This girl came more than 4,000 miles in
a filthy cargo hold to find her father.

- And what does her father do?
- He's a butterfly collector.

Well, you're in luck. This is
Inspector Kataceo, the chief of police.

Him? Inspector, please protect us!

Hey, that's enough. Stop it!
What are you doing?

Let's have a little dance up on stage
and I'll see what I can do for you.

Let go of her, or else...

- Or else what?
- You monster! Leave me alone!

If it's black, you help us;
if it's red, you never see us again.

Go ahead.

We won!

Get your hands off me!

We lost. Let her go.

I said,"We lost." Let her go.

Here's a present for you.

Let's go.

Hi, Shirku.
I've brought you some guests.

See? You're not disturbing him at all.
He's listening.

- We're looking for a man who...
...collects butterflies.

Yes, I know him.

Have you seen him recently?

He wanted me to go with him
on his expedition.

I told him
what he would be up against.

It was like talking about syphilis
to a virgin.

Going off to risk his life
for some shitty little butterfly.

But he's devoted his life to this.

If he finds this butterfly,
it will be named after him...

I know, I know.

I'll tell you where to find this
insect of yours in need of a name.

This is Eastern Katiwan.

- We're in Yuk Yen...
- Yuk Yen.

- Next there's jungle and swamp...
- Swamp.

...then the River Chu Chi Yu...
- Chu Chi Yu.

...on which you sometimes
see very mysterious junks.

And then there's nothing.

The Yek Yeik.
All of this is the Yek Yeik.

This is a great map of the Yek Yeik.

There's nothing on it.

Just a few squiggles going nowhere

to let you know that you're lost.

No one has ever gone there.

No one has ever gone there

and no one will ever come back.

Sometimes a wind blows
from the south.

It's the Kalibidu,
a supernatural force.

This wind is lethal.

I'm sorry, but I can't help it

if your butterfly chooses
to live in the Yek Yeik desert.

In the Yek Yeik,
is there a huge crack in the ground

where there are explosions
that rock the earth?

So people say.

But that's just a legend,

the Legend of Pikaho.

That's what I saw in my dream.

- I have to go there.
- Bon voyage, Miss.

The last time I saw your father,
he was in Tacoma.

Right, take us to Tacoma.

What? No. No way. Sorry.

- Bye, Shirku.
- Ciao.

I'm taking you in.

We've found traces of the virus
that killed Yuki.

And the girls don't have passports.

- Ow!
- Be careful!

- So you're playing it nasty?
- I've got a bit of a sore cheek.

What? Are you scared of dirtying
your strong, soft hands?

Thank you.

So much for all your fine words.

Let her go!

That's enough messing about!

Let go!

What are you waiting for?

Aren't you going to scream?

- More!
- Hit me! Defend yourself!

- More!
- More? Scream, for Christ's sake.

What an idiot!

There you go.

I'll never forget
what you've done.

If you ever cross my path again,
you're for it.

Didn't you hear me? Get lost!

I'm sorry, but you can't
just abandon us here.

Take them to the port... OK?

Come with me.

There's a nice ship that's going
to take you back to Europe.

There you go.
Bon voyage, kiddo.

It's better this way, believe me.

Got a light, Willard?

Scottie wants to see you.

I don't want to see him.

Tell him yourself.

You wanted to see me?

- Another little racket?
- I've got 20 of these.

They may be small,
but they're worth a fortune.

You'll find an old junk
as you come out of Ogao.

No messing around, Willard.
They're worth a fortune.

What will you pay me to deliver them?

- Two?
- Four.

Let's say three.

- Three and a quarter.
- Right. When is it for?

We'll get it to you tomorrow morning.

- You know where to find me?
- The whole world knows.

- What the hell?
- My father's in danger.

With you as a daughter,
it's hardly surprising.

- Can you swim?
- No!

It doesn't take long to learn.

Bon voyage.

Right, let's make a start
on Lesson Two.

- Off you go!
- Help!

- Off with you!
- Get your dirty great hands off me!

Nobody tells me what to do.

Oh, I forgot to tell you.

Two gentlemen came this morning
with your packages,

but you were asleep.

I told them to be quiet
so as not to wake you,

but don't worry,
I've got the packages.

Thank you. That's very kind of you.

If you're still there when I get back,
I'll throw you a rubber ring.

That's awfully kind,
but there's a slight problem.

I can't... I can't remember
where I put the packages.

I've got an idea.

Beth, once we're out of the water
and we've found my father,

we might make a real effort
to remember where we put them.

Otherwise this poor boy might never
be able to go back to Yuk Yen,

which would be a real shame.

Did the packages you hid
look like this?

Yes.
It's obvious you've done this before.

Let me give you some advice.
Keep your heads down.

Otherwise once we've found Daddy,
you're on your own.

Willard?

Is there anything I can do for you?

Yes, if you know how to fight.

I want it back in the same condition
as it is now. Understand?

- Ready to die?
- When I'm with you, I feel safe.

That's funny. When I'm with you,
I feel the opposite.

Maybe they won't come.

They're already there.
Hiding. Watching.

I'm sorry we're causing you
so much trouble.

Will you forget about yesterday
when you kissed me?

It was my first ever kiss.
I don't know what came over me.

If something happened to one of us,
I couldn't bear it.

Love will always find a way.

If a man came out with crap like that,
I'd smack his face in.

Now you go off and have a little nap
until Daddy calls you for supper.

Don't move. Here they come.

Your junk sure looks loaded down...

What's wrong with it?

I want...

...everybody on your junk's deck!

Don't you trust me?

That'll do, Taouto. You know
the place is teeming with pirates.

Get everyone on deck,
or the deal's off.

Everybody out!

- Two men will be enough.

Only two?

Yes, two.

OK, two of you go check the bags!

Get a move on! Quick!

What's with this need to check up?
Don't you trust me?

It seems there are
pirates around here!

Hey! Catch!
This might speed you up a bit.

Go and get him!

Kill him!

Don't move!

I'll never forget this, Willard!

Nice work. Perfect. You're hired.

- Willard?
- Yes, Miss?

- What's that?
- What do you think? It's Tacoma.

Catch!

Tell Tom that Willard just blew in.

If your father came this way,
Tom will have seen him.

He always knows what's going on.

If he's not here, that's that.
End of journey. I've repaid my debt.

What does your father look like?

When he's out on expeditions,

he always wears a white jacket,
white trousers and a brown hat.

On his last expedition...

Willard, you old bugger!

- No!
- No!

Oh, Miss! Help me.

Where did you find those clothes, Tom?

We found his body tangled up
in some roots along by the river.

Judging by the state he was in,

I would say he had ventured out
as far as the Kiops.

Unfortunately for him, the Kalibidu
was very strong that night.

There's no doubt in my mind that
he was a victim of their superstition.

What do you mean?

It's not a pretty story. You tell them.

- No.
- Tell us.

The Kalibidu is a poisonous desert wind.

It makes you retch,
it makes you puke, it can kill you.

The Kiops are terrified of it

and believe they can appease its fury
with human sacrifices.

They sacrificed my father
to appease the spirits?

The bizarre thing is that the Kiops
sacrifice only men to their gods.

They tie them up live
to a sort of web they weave

and then the Kalibidu comes along
and the bodies disappear.

The bodies disappear.
Without trace.

End of story.

But what was most surprising

was that your father's body
had a gunshot wound in it.

The Kiops don't have any firearms.

- Could it have been a trafficker?
- I know my stuff.

No one trades with them.
They don't have money.

What I find hard to understand

is why a white man would go
all that way just for a butterfly.

I wouldn't do it for $1,000.

What about $2,000?

$2,000 all in one go?
There's no such thing.

That's enough, Willard.
We leave tomorrow.

- Where for?
- The Yek Yeik.

Why? Your father is dead.
It's pointless.

I'm going to find the butterfly
and name it after my father.

- I'm going to pursue his dream.
- Well, you can count me out.

- Are you scared?
- Are you paying?

You'll get it tomorrow morning.

Tom, I need to speak to you.
And you can go and wash. You stink.

But where is she going to find
all that money?

If Willard finds out about this,
I'm done for.

Think about it.
You'll make a big profit.

I'll have to keep out of the way
of Scottie's pals,

or that's me done for again.

What a fascinating job yours is.

I hate to see all that money wasted
for the sake of a mere butterfly.

Consider it carefully.

No one has ever come back
from the Yek Yeik alive.

What do you want those labels for?

That's more like it.

I suppose this will be enough
for all my kit.

Such a pretty girl.

You did that on purpose.
I could have lost.

Get up and let's go.

This is neither the time northe place
to count it, but it's all there.

Where did this spring from?

If you knew, you wouldn't be happy.
I don't like waiting. Gentlemen.

Sorry, boys.

I'll do anything for science.

Willard! Where are you?

Got one!

- Got it!
- You're lagging.

There!

I'm in training
forthe great butterfly hunt.

I just can't do it.

Willard, stop! You're going too fast.

You're doing it on purpose.

While you're down there,
you might as well fill this up.

I might need it for my bath tonight.

Well, here we are, the gates of hell.
Your very own hell.

I don't suppose you were thinking
of giving up, because I was... No?

- You really want to go on? OK.
- Oh, just stop it.

- What's up? Come on.
- You're not very funny.

I thought we were rationing the water.

Gwendoline! Don't move.

Don't move your foot.

Beth, the flask.

Sapricus Orantis, rose of the desert. It
lives 30 years on three drops of water.

What's got into you?
Have you gone crazy, or what?

Look, if we haven't found
your bloody butterfly

by the time our flasks are empty,
we're going home.

You're a bastard, Willard.
That's why I hired you.

You have to help me.
We have a contract.

Isn't that word a bit stupid
in our current situation?

I order you to go on. What's more,
you're going to carry Beth.

And, when I'm tired,
you're going to carry me.

- No, there's no need. Don't do that!
- Goodbye and good luck!

What do I care about your insects
and your family problems?

I'm not risking my life
in a godforsaken uncharted desert

with a hysterical girl, a useless maid
and a bloody butterfly net!

- Wasn't your father's death enough?
- Come back! You can't desert us!

Willard, you're going to come with us
because I'm telling you to.

You're nothing but a swindler,
a dirty, opportunistic nobody.

- He's going!
- I don't like goodbyes.

Come back, Willard!

Maybe now is the time
to count your money. You never know.

Shit!

You'll get your money.
Don't get worked up.

If you're a good boy,
you'll be paid when we get back.

Let's go, Beth.

Miss.

Good work, Willard.
This will speed us up.

With each swing of the machete,
I'm picturing it slicing your head off.

Don't move.

- Somebody's been this way.
- Could it have been my father?

No, it's too recent.

Don't mess with us.
We're not in the mood.

- Is that a boa?
- Of course not.

It's a goldfish.

- Are you sure this is the way?
- I don't know. Ask him, he's local.

Hey! Where are you? Wait for me!

What's he doing? Is he ill?

Take your clothes off! Quickly!

- I told you to get undressed!
- He's mad. We'll catch our deaths.

Would you rather die of thirst?

Come on.

Do as I'm doing.

You're useless!
Go and fetch me some wood.

We have to make a fire.
Hurry up!

We're doing our best.

Here.

- Where is this from?
- I can't remember. Why?

Try to remember.

There.

I've seen crates like these before.
I don't think we're alone.

Let's keep going anyway.

Stand up!

That's more like it.

Willard! Willard!

Haven't you ever been in love?

Yes. With every woman in the world
except you.

I won't have you telling me
how to live my life. I decide.

- That's not what I was asking you.
- Really?

No! No!

The first time I saw you, I was
reminded of a panther I once found.

She was beautiful,
with magnificent eyes.

She followed me everywhere,
slept in my bed.

One day, she was killed by a hunter,
and I cried.

Jesus! How totally ridiculous!

- Willard?
- Shh. Be quiet.

I can hear something.

It sounds like a waterfall.

I said, "Be quiet."

- Yes, it's water.
- Come back!

- Ow! What are you doing?
- Don't move!

Stop it! But...

Goodness! How did you guess?

Instinct. I'm infallible.

- Come on.
- Let's get out of here.

Shit! The Kiops.

Pretty, aren't they?

- Are those your father's binoculars?
- Yes. My mother gave them to him.

- For his last expedition.
- I see.

Look at his tattoo.
Isn't that your stupid butterfly?

All I know
is that we're nearing our goal.

Great. Now we can die in peace.

- Are you OK?
- Yes.

Are they going to kill us?

The Kiops don't actually kill.

Tonight, they'll stir up their dogs

and tomorrow they'll turn you out
and you'll have to run.

If you can outrun the dogs,
you might just see my money again.

Feel free to send it my love.

- What will they do with you?
- Tie me to one of their webs.

By sacrificing me to the Kalibidu,
they save one of their warriors.

When you're running away
from the dogs tomorrow,

if they haven't caught you
after 300 yards,

run in zigzags.

They'll get disorientated
and tire more quickly.

Do we have any chance at all?

None at all.

Willard... Forgive me.

Oh, please. Whatever you want,
but not that.

It's my last night on earth.
I want a good night's sleep.

Oh, brilliant. Don't you think
it's a bit late to start blubbing?

What did you expect?
A walk in the park? A picnic?

Maybe you'll feel differently
about butterflies

when the dogs
are feeding on your entrails.

Keep your comments to yourself.

You'll never be a hero
without being paid.

Gwendoline...

Let me tell you something.

If I were your father, looking down
from heaven, I'd be so proud of you.

If we ever get out of here,
I promise you we'll find your butterfly.

It will be the most beautiful butterfly
in the world,

and it will be named after you.

Willard, I feel so guilty.

Gwendoline...

Have you ever made love?

No.

No? You can't die
without having made love.

Come closerto me.

You mustn't feel ashamed.

Imagine your body against mine.
You're trembling.

I'm kissing you,
burying my face in your neck.

You close your eyes.

You can feel my kisses on your skin.

Oh, your lips are so soft.

I'm stroking your hair.

You can feel my hands in your hair.

I'm running my hands
down your body.

You can feel my hands
on your breasts.

You shiver.

You're beautiful.

Let yourself go.
I'm in your mouth.

I'm stroking yourthighs,

I'm stroking your stomach...

Let yourself go.

Don't be ashamed
of what you're feeling.

I want to come inside you.

I want you.

You can feel my skin against yours.

You can feel how much I want you.

Gently, gently...

I'm coming into you...

Slowly.

I'm coming.

I'm inside you.

I can feel you.
I can feel you. Feel me.

It feels good.

Feel it!

Beth!

I've done it.

Oh, no!

I've had enough.
Enough, enough, enough!

Enough of walking, running,
falling, swimming, dying...

I just want to catch
this stupid butterfly and go home.

So if one of you little savages
raises a finger

to stop us leaving, he'll pay.

Why can't we be left
to walk through the jungle in peace?

I won't have it!

Right, let's go.
I can't take any more.

She's right, you know.
You're beginning to get on my tits.

Oh, shit.

- This way.
- Quick!

- Hurry up!
- We've done it. We've escaped.

Yes. It's odd, though, isn't it?

Well, we've reached the Yek Yeik,
anyway.

Of course! That's why they didn't
follow us. I should have known.

It's the Kalibidu. Lie down!

Come on, lie down. Lie down flat.

Breathe as little as possible.
Lie down.

Lie down and don't breathe!
Do as I say.

Cover up your mouth,
otherwise you'll die.

- How long will it last?
- I don't know.

Alright, guys?

Are you still alive?

If you know someone who likes solitude
and wide open spaces,

this is the place for him.

Yes.

Yes, this is it.

It's here.

I'm sure of it.
The footsteps in the sand.

The bodies in my dream...
The butterfly is in the chasm ahead.

This is fantastic!

Wait! What's she doing?

- This is it!
- What's up with her?

It's exactly like in my dream.
Come on!

- Does this mean it's all over?
- Come on!

- The Kalibidu has gone to her head.
- Maybe.

Nice place.

This is it. We'll catch the butterfly
and go home.

- You think your bug is down there?
- Of course. Throw something down...

Not my cap!

- What are we waiting for?
- Have you got the net?

- I'm so happy.
- Can I go down first?

- Excuse me.
- Go ahead.

- Willard, have you been to Paris?
- What?

- We could go there.
- Hang on. This is my kind of place.

- We could go there.
- Hang on. This is my kind of place.

If you try to force me to go to Paris,
I'll smash your face in.

I see, because we had
a romantic moment last night,

we have to print the wedding invites

I see. What happened last night
was just a game for you.

- I'm down!
- You're horrible.

I don't need you any more, Willard.
You're dismissed.

I've got it! I've got it!
It's beautiful. Come on down!

No! No, no.

It's wonderful!

Beth! Beth!

Beth, what's happening?

Beth, Beth!
We have to do something.

- Yes, but what?
- I don't know.

Climb the wall.
There must be a way through. Beth!

Well done. That was subtle.

- Nobody's perfect.
- Let's go.

- We killed her.
- We'll say the butterfly killed her.

You didn't tell me
the end of your dream.

There's a tunnel over there.

Let's go.

There are only women.

No men at all.

What are we going to do
to find Beth?

What?

What?

- No!
- Oh, yes.

This is ridiculous.

They'll realise at once.
They've all got huge breasts.

Relax. Even with your beard,
you look stunning.

Right, I've had enough.
I'm throwing you overthe wall.

You can find Beth and carry on
your childish games elsewhere.

Go ahead. What are you waiting for?
It won't help you, though.

You'll never see your money again.
You know how I got the money?

I sold your packages to Tom.

I always knew Tom was a shit.

Really? Well, there's no reason
he should look up to you.

You're a coward, Willard.
You're afraid of feelings.

- Oh, yeah? Feelings are for wimps.
- Really?

You're never going to find anyone
who loves you for what you are

because you lack the courage to say,
"I love you."

Goodbye. Don't cry over me.
I'm not worth it.

Fine. Let go, then.

But it's your name I'll cry out
as I hit the ground.

I belong to you, body and soul.

Are you joking? Gwendoline!

Let me go!

I don't know how to say
those kinds of things.

Jesus Christ! Gwendoline, I love you!

I hope that was genuine.

Let's go.

Look!

Idiot! Come on.

- What's that? Are those diamonds?
- Come on.

I'm sure of it, look at the pipes,
the machinery, the buckets...

It's diamonds! I love your butterfly.

Pikaho is real. Let's find Beth and go.
We'll be rich!

Let him go. You'll suffocate him.

That way! Quick!

Come on.

The Kiops.

The Kiops, the storm...

The storm... It was real.

I don't believe it.

The bodies in my dream were theirs...

I can't leave you alone
for five minutes. I'm doubling my fee.

Behind you!

I don't believe it.

Beth!

Don't bother with me.

Have you lost something, Gwendoline?

Oh, you're beautiful.

Come over here.

Welcome. We're not used to visitors.
This is a quiet spot.

Let Beth go, now!

Ah, Beth.

From now on, she's U89.

Your friend has been punished,
Gwendoline.

We were just having a quiet chat
when suddenly she killed herself.

Such a pity. I have so little chance
to practise your charming language.

I'm surrounded by idiots here.

- What have you come here for?
- Just to catch a butterfly.

- And who is with you?
- Nobody.

I hate lies.

The kingdom needs discipline.

These girls tried to bring a man into
the building without my permission.

I find disobedience loathsome.

Take her away and untie the other one.

- Ah, there you are.
- Superb. You're superb.

I never know how to introduce you,
Darcy.

Just call me Darcy, as usual.

What do you think of her?

Superb.

- She's superb.
- That'll do, Darcy.

What about me?
What do you think of me?

You're superb.

I'm most honoured. Welcome.

You're hopeless, Darcy.

I've told you before,
you don't kiss a girl's hand.

You must excuse him, Gwendoline.
He was dragged up.

But he's right. You really are superb.

It's stupid of you
to refuse my friendship.

It's your only chance.

Right, that's enough.
Stop your stupid games!

Gwendoline's coming with me.
We've got a lot to do.

Mr Willard, I presume.

You're not in a position
to make demands.

- Is he, Darcy?
- You're superb.

Right, you're going to let her go and
we'll leave now and forget everything.

Gwendoline, could you
forget everything?

- You're hunting a butterfly?
- Yes. My father's.

Ah, yes. The old gentleman who also
claimed to be hunting the butterfly.

- Do you remember, Darcy?
- I never forget what you make me do.

Bring him to me.

Smile, Gwendoline. I hate sulky people.

There.

Are you sure you don't know
the Legend of Pikaho, Gwendoline?

- Willard?
- Never heard of it.

I'm sure you could tell it beautifully.

I'd be surprised.

Let me help you out.

In the 12th Century,
a volcano, extinct for 10,000 years,

started to spew out diamonds.

The earth split open,
the volcano was swallowed up

and Pikaho was never heard of again.

According to the legend,
no one survived,

but it seems some bastards
are still profiting from the situation.

Beautiful, Willard.
I love educated people, don't I, Darcy?

Very educated.

The legend also says that the volcano
takes vengeance on those who rob it.

So be careful, your alchemical games
might blow up in your face.

Impossible.
Everything is precisely tuned.

So, you came to hunt the butterfly?

Yes. I'm under contract
to the young lady.

- What do you think of him?
- Superb. He's superb.

You've lost, Willard,

but I'm not vindictive,
so I'll let you into my legend.

When the earth split open,
nature went awry and few survived.

Most were women. Such men,
as there were died off mysteriously.

I need men like you, Willard,
to keep my civilisation alive.

Darcy will set up a trial to find out
which of my top girls will have you.

You'll give her a child. I want a male.

Really? Why not get your odd-jobber
to make you one?

Fortunately for him,
that's not on his list of duties.

Because here, you have to pass exams
before you're allowed to make love?

If I accept,
will you let Gwendoline go?

Oh, you can do whatever you want
afterwards.

- But you'll be worn out by then.
- Don't insult me.

I could repopulate this place
single-handed.

You're wrong to boast, young man.
I wouldn't like to be in your shoes.

- No one asked you, Darcy.
- I said nothing. You're superb.

Just give in.

Here, we hope to be able to love.

You have nothing left
to defend or protect.

- Forget the man who was with you.
- Willard? Why?

Here, all men die after mating.

When nature transformed the mountain,
the natural order also changed.

We live like insects.

The female kills during her climax.

I don't want him to die.

- You're mad. You'll never get to him.
- I must try. It's my fault he's here.

- No. It's too dangerous.
- Let me go!

Beth!

Sorry, Beth.

Willard, these are my top warriors.

They're prepared to fight to the death
to make love to you.

- Choose four of them.
- I don't want to.

Perfect.

Willard!

- Willard!
- Coming!

Kill her! You must kill her,
you stupid, pathetic idiots!

Give me the reins.

- Let's find Beth, find an exit and go.
- Have you seen an exit?

No.

This is serious...
No, let me speak.

We'll be fine. Not a word!

It's horrible. Willard, be serious.
You're in danger.

If you ever make love...

Willard!

Here, when a man makes love, he dies.

What?

- Beth!
- Put on her helmet, quickly.

Now Gwendoline is going
to kill Gwendoline off.

If you take her place, you can
join the fight and save Willard.

- But I don't know how to fight.
- Shh! Be brave.

- No!
- Poor, poor Gwendoline.

I saw the fight.

It was fantastic.

Unbelievable. Amazing.

- Mind your own business, Darcy.
- Bad luck.

Willard, that child had no class.

Don't cry over her.
You won't miss her.

You don't understand.
You're already dead.

You're a coward,
numb to all feeling.

- You'll never say, "I love you."
- That's for wimps.

Well, maybe I am a wimp.

But now I've lost everything.
Everything!

You won't get anything out of me.
You're no queen, you're a joke!

- Darcy, I forbid you to laugh!
- You're superb.

I'll blow up your mountain!
I'll kill you, you joke of a queen!

Darcy, go and prepare the trial.

I want everything perfect, as usual.

Farewell, Gwendoline.

Those girls are perfectly trained.
You don't stand a chance.

Drop this mad idea and come with me.

I'll blow up the city
so we can escape.

Otherwise the Queen will kill you
for real.

You killed my father.

You crawl in front of that mad woman.
You're vile...

Superb. She was superb.

All the men were mad about her and
I was a little physicist with nothing.

I wanted her so much that, to win her,
I set out to find her famous Pikaho.

She used my love
to turn me into what I've become,

to force me to do things
that go against nature.

But I can harness
the energy of the volcano

and turn its fury against her.
I can dominate the Queen.

I shall crush her
in one of her horrible machines

and go back to a normal world,
where the power of money is different.

Go on, then.
What are you waiting for?

Courage.

Be my courage. Forget this nightmare,
forget your butterflies.

Don't touch me!

These are precise instruments.

When I press that button,
the volcano will spew out its fortune.

When I press this one,
the earth will close over again.

The legend will become
nothing but a legend once again.

- I can help you.
- You disgust me.

- Can't you knock?
- Thanks for reminding me.

I found this. Deal with it.
Make it spectacular.

I will.

- Arsehole.
- What?

- Superb. You're superb.
- Good.

What?

What have you done with Willard?

How inventive.

Naughty bird.

These girls will fight to the death
for you in a contest without rules.

You'll get the winner.
Do me the honour of starting them.

Go!

Come on!

That one doesn't stand a chance,
does she?

More chance than you'd stand
against me.

- Shall we bet on a colour?
- I don't give a shit about your bets.

But just to make a fool of you,
I bet the one who's losing will win.

You're making a mistake, Willard.

- You're losing. Green is going down.
- I'll kill you anyway.

Don't be so positive.
It's annoying.

You're not one of us!
Who are you?

Take off your helmet
so that the Queen can see your face.

No! No!

- Stop this carnage, you swine!
- I can't go against the Queen.

I'm bored. This isn't interesting.

Yes, it is.
But all you like is violence.

It will be your downfall.

I hope the next part is more original
and picturesque, Darcy.

I think you'll find it traditional,
but to yourtaste.

- Who are these butterflies?
- That's a surprise.

- Beth?
- Don't talk. I'll shield you.

You're going to win. You have to.

- Don't get involved.
- Too late.

Now we're together, we'll win.
Come on.

Ready... Go!

Look out!

- Beth, I can't go on any longer.
- You have to.

- I can't.
- You have no choice.

Look out!

Bring her over here.

My luck is turning.

Green is superb... Yellow is superb!

You're going to die!

Go on!

Look. She's going to die.

Winning the bet doesn't change things.
You have to be the champion tonight.

Pick her up.

Take off her mask.

Leave it on for the ceremony.
It will add to the mystery.

Well done, Darcy. You're coming on.

I know you love surprises.

You're mad! You're risking your life.

That doesn't matter.

I just had to see you one last time.

You've been amazing.
I'll never forget you.

I don't know what will become of me,

but I'll try to be
as brave as you've been.

I wish I could help you.

I'm so scared.

But you're going to get together
with Willard and you'll be free.

Come on, now.
This isn't the moment to lose heart.

- I'm afraid, Beth.
- After all you've done?

I don't know how to make love.

Let me tell you, it's a lot easier

than fighting with your hands
tied behind your back.

How?

You remember that night
with the Kiops?

No, that's not... Well, Willard...
No...

It's the same thing...
Well, not quite...

But I'm afraid.
I'm afraid I won't know what to do.

Your helmet! Quick!

Gwendoline, the Queen will see through
your scheme and you'll die.

I can win, if you have
an ounce of feeling for me.

I have. I've come to fetch you
and take you outside. You'll be free.

You've always betrayed everyone.
Leave me alone.

All you care about is getting out
of Pikaho with your diamonds.

The butterflies have started circling
and I've sped the process up.

I'll make a fine lady of you.
You'll have all you could want.

All the diamonds of Pikaho
will never make me forget the place.

Gwendoline, I'm begging you.
I want to love you.

There's nothing I can do for you.

The Queen wants me destroyed,

but I still have the same desires
as other men.

Leave me alone, I tell you.

Please, Gwendoline. Quickly.

- Or I'll tell the Queen everything.
- Pig!

Where's Darcy?
Do I have to do everything?

What is this charade?
I'm beginning to get tired of it.

You can't just make love
like anyone else. Oh, no.

You need whips, torture, contests.

You know, your head is full of shit,
Your Majesty.

Come here and I can sort it out
for you. Nice and clean.

Don't be vulgar. And keep your
criticisms for later. You'll need them.

You're a joke.
I'm not making love to anyone.

I knew you'd be reluctant,
but I'm prepared.

You won't even give me an erection.

They've been training for years.
Failure is not an option.

You're sick.

I didn't want to hurt you,
so I haven't yet told you everything.

That's good, girls. Keep it up.

- I see it's having an effect.
- Jesus!

It's time to share with you
what was amusing Darcy.

Here, men can only make love once.
They die immediately afterwards.

- That's the law of Pikaho.
- No!

Bring her in.

No! No!

- You'll be a fine lady.
- You're pathetic.

- Wait. This is important.
- What?

- Untie me first.
- I'm listening.

Everything's going to blow up.
I've set the timer. I can't stop it.

Everything will be swallowed up.
Nothing will be left. Nothing!

Just dust and lava.

- Pikaho will become a legend again.
- How long have we got?

No!

Willard.

- Gwendoline?
- What's he saying?

Yes, Willard.

Gwendoline.

Come on, come on.

Darcy is totally useless.
I can't see a bloody thing.

That wasn't in the plan.

What's that imbecile Darcy up to?

That'll do. Take off your mask.

Willard must die
face to face with his executioner.

No!

Gwendoline has destroyed your power.
Now the volcano will avenge itself.

You're going to die. You've lost.
Lost everything, you joker queen.

Willard, Gwendoline!

Darcy has opened the security gates.

Everything's going to blow up
any minute now.

Hurry up!

Completely crazy.

Joker queen!

I'm a queen.
I'm the Queen, I'm the Queen!

Not that way.

Quick!

- Go ahead. I'll catch up.
- Don't go in: It's hell.

I need something
to make up for the bad memories.

Don't be like Darcy. Come on!
We don't need the diamonds.

Willard!

Willard!

Hurry up! Quick!

I don't believe it.

Willard!

Willard!

Stop!

You owe me $2,000.

My butterfly!

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Claude Renard and Françoise Schuiten...

for their original designs for the
costumes and set decoration