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Kiss me.

Once our heart has gathered the grapes from its vineyard,

Living is an evil. That's a secret known to all.

Does our host know we've arrived?

No idea, sir.

Shouldn't you...

I don't think we've met before. Max Van Driel.

Hi.

Anything I can do for you?

Damnit.

Yes, come.

Wait a moment.

Yes, great.

Are you alright?

Where does it hurt?

You're angry with me.

Friends, welcome.

Have you got everything you want? -Finally, Leon.

Lida, been a long time.

Max. -Nice of you to invite...

Welcome, Leon Mortier. Well, Franco.

Alec!

You here? -Alec asked me to come along.

We just did a long interview.

Finally someone who knows what painting is.

Gabriella, what a pleasant surprise.

Alec, son. -Father, feeling better?

You weren't there, yesterday.

I didn't feel well. How nice of you to write about him.

How sweet that you noticed. I can be nice.

Where's this great love of yours?

She'll be here soon. -What a surprise.

Surprises are what makes life worthwhile, as you know.

You're so good at understatements.

Don't always take the bait.

Do you know who that is? -No, you?

Of course not. That's why I'm asking.

Hello, I'm Alec. -The son.

Have we met before? -No, but this is Zita.

Hi, I'm Zita.

I work in the Pandora, Frank's club.

Alec, can I talk to you?

One moment. My father needs me.

She shouldn't have accepted your invitation.

I selected my guests carefully.

If you kick her out, I'll go too.

No, I want you to stay. It's important to me tonight.

Stop nagging then. -Don't talk to me like that. Alec.

Martha, can't you do something about it?

Frank?

Why weren't you there, last night?

Why not?

Would you like a drink?

My work looks very good at Martha's.

People are definitely interested.

I want to tell you something.

I want you to get some distance from Lulu.

What, me?

You're the one who wanted me to paint her.

You don't have to sit on top of her to do that.

Don't exaggerate. There's nothing going on.

How much did you pay her for all her efforts?

Paid? For her efforts? -She comes to your studio.

I... -To pose, I presume.

You have to pay people for that.

You told me to paint her, remember?

Come on, it was an artistic suggestion.

I did as you said.

Get lost, please.

And leave me here in peace.

That winged voyager, how weak and gauche he is.

So beautiful before, now comic and ugly!

Another whisky?

Where's Lulu?

We're about to have dinner.

Add two extra chairs and settings.

Yes, sir.

Hi. -Zita.

You must be afraid I'll give a speech.

But I'll do that after everyone has arrived.

I want to propose a toast...

to that which connects us.

Show your love.

Stop playing with the knife.

Show it.

Never do that again.

You don't know what you stir in me.

I don't like these games.

You're afraid...

of everything. Of love, of death, of pain.

Everything hurts.

To that which connects us.

Cheers. -Cheers.

Good that you came. We're already at the table.

I'm sorry I'm so late. -Let me introduce you.

This is my brother Maurits.

Funny, a dish full of fish, no? -Yes.

I want to celebrate my birthday like this too.

First, you'd need to learn to give a good blowjob.

Yes, I'm coming.

Sorry, I'll be right back.

Nobody had a chance to eat anything.

What is this, Leon?

What do you want? -You left this in my car.

Martha van Pallandt. -Hello.

How did you meet Lulu, Maurits?

I didn't know I was invited to a dinner.

And with all of you.

The same applies to all of us.

It's not much of a dinner. We haven't had any food yet.

You're paying.

Alright, later. -No, now!

By the way, you've already been paid. Paid in kind.

Just because I did your slut, doesn't mean you're off the hook.

Where is she?

Come on, man!

You're wise.

Thank you.

Guys, a cigar?

Alright then.

Maurits, a cigar?

The queen of my heart, with the peerless gaze

Laughing with them at my sombre distress

And giving them at times, a lewd caress.

Sir.

Sir!

Sir!

You have guests.

Let's hear it for these talented gypsies.

What's wrong with you, Leon?

The musicians can get something to eat in the kitchen.

To eat? I play for money.

You want money?

I'm not surprised. You're a parasite.

Should the music be for free?

Lulu also free? -Don't make problems now.

You fuck my girl and I make problems?

We need each other.

Here and never show your face again.

Leon, it's better if I go too.

I hoped our renewed contact would bring us closer together, but...

Sit down.

Don't give up so easily.

Won't you wait for Lulu with us?

Yes, sit down, so I won't be all alone.

Look at all those nice things on the table.

Where did your... friend go?

Friend? -Shouldn't we eat now?

Can I ask for a moment of silence first?

In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost. Amen.

Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses,

As we forgive those who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation,

But deliver us from evil. Amen.

In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost. Amen.

Thank you, Maurits.

Can we finally eat something now? -One moment.

Now that my brother has spoken so well, I can't stay behind.

In that marvellous time in which Theology

Flourished with the greatest energy and vigour,

It is said that... Alec!

What? What do you want?

Punishment for Pride, Baudelaire.

I forgive you for your inappropriate quotation, but I'm leaving.

Young lady, if you're ever in need... -Maurits!

Or would you prefer if I called you Priest?

That suits your desire to help fellow man better.

Sit down and wait for what is to come.

I see how the knife sticks into my belly.

My intestines are being pulled out.

I don't feel any pain.

Hey, are you really a priest?

Let's sit down in the salon.

What is this nonsense? Why don't we get any food?

Relax. -I am relaxed.

Why do you let them take it all away?

Are you coming too? -Are you enjoying yourself?

What do you mean? -As an uninvited guest to my party.

Your attitude doesn't affect me.

I'm over that. -Beautiful.

Good to hear.

I'm still surprised at everything they let you get away with.

Dance without music. Eat without food.

Your intentions are vague, as always.

What do you really want, tonight?

Don't be so sentimental, Gabriella.

It doesn't work with me.

Try it on Max.

Does that still bother you? You're so sensitive.

I wonder how you manage with such a young, wild thing.

It seems like hard work.

Is she still coming?

Show me.

Crazy woman.

Where's Franco anyway?

He had something urgent to do. -Fuck.

I'll be happy to take you home. You don't want to be out alone at night.

Try me.

Who gave you that thing? -No.

Give it to me. -No, Franco gave it to me.

It's empty. Look.

Give it to me, before someone gets hurt.

Maybe it's better if you keep this.

You should thank the Lord that you're still alive.

Maybe we should thank him for making Zita a bad shot.

What about a drink? -No thanks, not for me.

Does anyone want a drink?

Here.

Franco. -He gave it to me.

You don't lie to me. Return it.

Return it!

What's he still doing here? He was supposed to leave.

He can't walk.

You can't send him away.

He's my father.

I'm staying with you.

Now that we've all recovered a bit, I'd like to invite you back to the table.

Friends, I don't really need to say anything anymore.

See this dinner as a metaphor.

As a reflection of your attitude towards me.

I once cherished your friendship.

But it has become painful to me.

Your only motivation to be here tonight is Lulu.

You... acting the martyr.

You've failed. Yes, you.

Spying with your cameras.

You're just an impotent voyeur.

And what about you, when you paint Lulu?

You owe your exhibition to a voyeur.

Leon, what are you accusing everybody of?

It sounds like an inquisition. -Well, I agree completely with him.

You're going too far, Leon. -Who's going too far?

Maybe this will refresh your memory.

It's very clear.

Come on.

Leon... -Lida, have you gone mad?

We have no reason to stay here. I'm leaving.

I don't know what's going on either. But Leon's my friend.

Don't fool yourself.

I don't know what you mean by this, but it's better if we go.

Another time, when you feel better... -I feel fine, Max.

She's nowhere to be seen, yet the entire evening's about her.

They're all doing it with her.

It's bad taste to make these accusations in someone's absence.

Maurits! -I'm not talking to you, asshole!

Shall we drink to that?

Forgive me, Lord. I am aware of my transgressions and sins.

I have sinned for you alone.

And I forgive you, Leon.

I do so from the love I feel for Lulu and you.

I'm leaving now.

Never mind. Clear the table and tell the others they can go.

Yes, sir.

Why, Leon, why?

Martha...

I never realised it would hurt you this much.

Please, forgive me.

It's alright.

To be honest, I'm more worried about Lulu now.

I understand you no longer want my friendship.

I'll respect that.

I'm leaving.

I'm no longer hungry and I want to go home.

I'm really only here for you tonight.

It's so stupid the way things went.

Between us.

Drop dead.

It's a clear night.

I'm in an empty street. No one in sight.

I'm hungry and miserable.

All my body hurts.

I keep walking through the street.

It's night. I don't see anyone.

As I walk past an alley, I hear a voice.

I only hear two words: How much?

I say anything's alright.

I see how he and I crawl through the basement of an empty house.

How I take off my clothes.

How I lie down naked on the stone floor.

How I hope my miserable body won't repulse him.

As if I'm floating above myself...

I see how he stabs a knife into my belly.

How he cuts me open.

How he pulls my intestines out.

How he puts his hands in my abdomen.

I watch.

I feel no pain.

I only feel melancholic.

There's nothing left here.

Nothing that holds me here.

What will you say tonight, poor solitary soul,

What will you say, my heart, heart once so withered,

To the kindest, dearest, the fairest of women,

Whose divine glance suddenly revived you?

I don't want to see you anymore.

Go away, now!

Do I need to help? -Don't hit her!

Stay out of it. -Don't touch her.

Keep your hands off me. -It's all my fault.

Oh, shut up, man.

Stay there, both of you.

Alec, stay out of it.

She goes. -You'd better sit down.

She can do what she wants. -You're wrong. Calm down.

She destroys everything I love.

My friends, my son... -I didn't do anything.

She knows no borders.

She doesn't believe in anything.

A predator, looking for a prey.

Put the gun away.

It's a misunderstanding. -I only love you.

We'll go to the front door and you'll close it behind you.

I'll go with her. -You'll stay here.

You'll stay here. And don't force me!

Kiss me.

No!

No, no!

Daddy!