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THE RITE

SCENE 1
A ROOM OF INTERROGATION

That they wait.

Make enter them.

Welcome!

How are you?

Please enter.

this time is very testing.

The thermometer beats records.
34º C, it is very unhealthy.

And the storm of yesterday does not have
changed large-thing.

The spectacle was stopped
twice, for lack of electricity.

That surprises, in a large city,
it is more current in the countryside.

- What a panic!
- you sit.

You drink something?

Brandy, whisky, sherry?
It is Sunday, I have anything other.

Frozen water or Coke
for my wife, it is smelled badly.

Heat is abominable.
a sherry will make me good.

- I knew for your father...
- Friday. it was very sudden.

- What a enviable leaves!
- enviable?

I imagine that yes, Mr. ritter...
Forgive Me, Mr. Fisher.

- Finally, I take a sherry.
- Perfect! and you, Mr. Fisher?

- I will divide with Thea.
- You are entitled to a bottle.

- It is the state which pays.
- I am very grateful...

- Thank you to sacrifice one Sunday.
- Thank you to receive us.

- You sacrifice yourselves too.
- It is nothing!

I work all the days.
It is like a drug, for me.

My doctor prevented me.
Spent fifty years...

If a loving woman, a dinner
and of the slippers awaited me...

But spoken enough about me,
even if I take pleasure there.

Where do you go, then?
You arrive from Poland, I see.

A few weeks in Holland
and then, the Far East.

- For how long?
- Six months.

It is not wearying?

One is accustomed to it.

Afflicted to ask you that,
but according to your papers,

You all are Swiss citizens.

For 5 years, we have lived with ascona
between the rounds.

That has many advantages.

We sought with connaître
your incomes since 3 years.

But Swiss tax authorities
are, how to say...

Extremely reticent.

One of my colleagues contacted

the establishments
where you occurred.

He considers your annual incomes
with nearly 2 million.

A priori, your incomes don't have anything
to see with our business,

but I wish to have as much
information that possible.

And there are the excess speeds.

The Dutch police force stopped you
between Arnhem and Nijmegen.

You claimed to be late
for a charity bazaar to Liège.

You made of the 160 km/h.

It was said to them that one was
very late.

Exact, it is in the report/ratio.

My wife had been sick,
from where our delay.

Mrs. Winkelmann was drunk
and it insulted police officers.

She undressed herself and, I quote,
"made movements obscenes".

- One provided a medical certificate.
- Exact.

Mrs. Winkelmann suffers
of a form of epilepsy

who can have effects
secondaries on the mental level.

- I believed to suffocate.
- I see.

The Dutch police force was
very shocked, in any case!

- And this charity bazaar?
- It was not one.

A friend has a castle close to Liege

and we played in front of a group
politicians and industrialists.

I said "charity bazaar"
like that, stupidly.

The report/ratio complains
of this inadvertency.

We transferred the three-quarters
of our seal to a work.

Really? it was not said to me.
I take good note of it.

Oh, they are only trifles.

- I never had of fine.
- You burned a fire in 1956.

- Alas, I had forgotten.
- Yes, it is regrettable.

Hello?

Really?

I arrive immediately.

- Excuse me.
- But certainly.

- The bastard! He will not loupera us.
- No hysteria, Sebastian.

I do not support
this kind of situation!

- Hans leaves...
- Yes, let speak to me.

Let us remain welded costs that costs.

- He has microphones there, here?
- There is nothing to hide.

One did nothing of illegal,
it is a simple maintenance.

- I choke!
- You, both calm.

He doesn't have there heart which lives
in the street.

A flash, over there,
behind the gas-tank.

You see the large ladybird
on the edge of the window?

The second on the left.

It is enormous.

It saw you and flew away.

And if the judge were killed?

One can leave quietly
afterwards, there is nobody.

Hans will deal with us,
it is our head.

He is so attentive,
wise, worthy and clever...

You do not stop.

I felt an anguish
inexpressible all the day.

I want to cry
and of me soûler.

- You already soûlé yourself yesterday.
- You believe me drunk, there?

Cease showing me without stop!
Cease!

Hans did not mean that.

SCENE 2
A HOTEL ROOM

You are obliged to make as much
of noise?

- That makes me start.
- Goes in your room.

- You put to me with the door?
- If I obstruct you when I read,

goes in your room.
He has another thing there?

- I hate you.
- Thank you, me in the same way.

- The judge awaits you 10 h.
- I will be there.

- You don't brush yourself the teeth.
- You either.

- That is not looked at.
- You have bad breath, the morning.

I would like to only sleep,
but you cannot sleep without me.

- Did Portner die, you knew?
- What?

"Ivan Portner, 50 years,

...died in Stuttgart of the continuations
of a long disease."

Throat and lung cancer.

It was operated twice.

- I saw it in February.
- You don't say it to me.

He had a dirty mine
but it still worked.

It was at the end of February.
He had the air already dying.

- I was unaware of it. Was Marina there?
- No, I did not see it.

- Yes, you saw it.
- I say to you that not.

- You did that in his back.
- I did not see Marina.

Yes, you saw it in Switzerland
between two rounds.

You are not jealous,
it's just of the bad mood.

I know that you saw Marina.

My contract expires in six months.
One can dissolve the company.

You, me and Mr. Winkelmann.

You'll have to do
of Sebastian Fisher.

- It is Hans.
- Or one comes to seek the plate.

- I'm sure that it is Hans.
- And then?

- You feel guilty?
- I do not know.

I made a dream, this night.

I walked in the street,
it was one Monday.

I realized that the school started
and that I was not there.

- That terrorized me.
- My god!

- I annoy you?
- At all...

I really was afraid.

Then I said myself that I could
to leave the school when I wanted.

I returned to the house.

Mom opened the door and said to me:
"You are not at the school?"

I answered: "No, I left the school,
I will not go back any more there."

My mother had the very red face.

She had taken cold
and the nose was mouchait.

That appeared odd to me
and I've kept my distances.

She said to me:
"How do you will leave

"If you don't go to the school?"

I answered that I gained
750000 crowns per annum

and that I will leave myself there.

I dreamed that I walked
with an attachment.

I had the choice between a young person
and an old horse.

I took young person,
the old man not being also strong.

Later, the horse had sat
in the car etje drew.

And the horse spoke about love,
of art and freedom.

It's time to cut down the horse!

The horse had an ulcer
and it had taken cold.

It is hard to be prevented from laughing
vis-a-vis comedy situation.

With the fact,
you remember this poem...

- "I'm semi-man, semi-bird..."
- Poetry does not interest me.

You read only magazines.
I don't remember it...

- What?
- Poem! you listenings not!

The poem on the bird...

Mi-bird, mi-man
heart of bird, lung of homme

Head of bird, eyes of homme

The body burning of a desire
never rassasié

The body with the members engourdis,
the glance turned towards the sky

And so on...

Sebastian, the bird!

Stop...

The superb flower of the woman
opened,

humide, generous, intrepid...

The proper sister of our mother
ground. Miam, miam...

You are always avenged
because you can't satisfy me.

- At least, Hans arrives there.
- And not me?

No, you cannot.
In any way.

I am too frail, I cannot
to deliver to me... how to say...

...with the grotesque one.

I will say you what said to me
a psychiatrist.

He said to me: "You are not
matter but of the movement,"

"You float unceasingly."

"As soon as you understand that,
your neurosis disparaîtra."

Then he added...

"The islands on the river
are the sign of a close death."

"They extend and are solidified
while emerging from the obscure wave."

"One day, the islands will block
the current."

You should have four men
different.

To maintain you,
to kiss you,

To distract you and for
to deal with your spirit.

- I am well badly parcelled out.
- I will rise.

I go in my room.

Sebastian...

- I will miss you.
- You were malicious, today.

I'll miss you
and I forgive you.

Not just for today,
but for all the days.

- Don't leave.
- It's late.

And Marina?

I'll take cold.

You don't listen ever.

An old director
said one day of the actors:

"It's a permanent miracle,

"One day, daisies
will push bottom of the corpses."

Lord, have pity of me.

Yes, my darling.

I have pity Thursdays.

Keep me near you.

Save my soul, if it won't
disappear in nothing.

SCENE 3
A ROOM OF INTERROGATION

I have a cold, a sore throat,
badly everywhere like with the eyes.

And afflicted,
but I have a horrible diarrhoea.

I am extremely indisposed.
I practically did not sleep.

I thought of cancelling this maintenance.

I must play this evening,
that passes above all.

- Be nice with me.
- One starts with the forms.

Ah good? That seems threatening.

- Your complete name?
- Albert Emanuel Sebastian.

- Surname?
- I believed that you knew it.

- It's German or English?
- Fisher. German, at the origin.

My father, who emigrated in 1931,
the name anglicized.

My grandparents were Jewish.

My mother was of an old family
Dutch artists.

- You know Vaalendorff?
- Not very well.

- He has a Vaalendorff circus there.
- Afflicted.

He's managed by two of my uncles.

My father was a musician,
he could have become famous,

But alas,
he was alcoholic.

He fell sick, it had
hallucinations, it does not matter...

- You are married?
- I divorced it is a long time.

My ex-wife is a professor
of archaeology. She lives in Cairo.

You're separated, not divorced.
It's different.

Afflicted. Why ask
if you know already?

Simple formality, Mr. Fisher.
It won't be long.

It's too pleasant.

Do you want to speak about my scar
on the cheek?

It's secondary. You were
accused for murder not premeditated.

- A brawl with the knife.
- I defended myself.

- It was a close friend, not?
- On avait joué 4 years together.

- Alcohol made it insane.
- Mrs. Winkelmann was his wife.

It was a missed marriage.

One worked for the same one
company during several years.

Hans was married,
it had two girls.

One divided
a house close to London.

- Its death made burst the group.
- My wife left me.

Hans and Thea started
to work together.

I made prison, the woman
of Hans was insane of jealousy.

I could pass my language
through my cheek.

Why have given four
blows of knife to your friend?

He died in the first blow.

- Which relationship with our business?
- I'm curious.

I don't know.
There I had to take pleasure.

I supported it.

He coughed,
one was covered with blood.

I felt his badly shaven cheek
against my shoulder.

One spoke and laughed without realizing
at which point it was serious.

A question:
did that torment you?

how that, "tormented"?

You want to know
if I missed it?

That goes without saying. I liked it.

- You had remorses?
- No, why?

- You carry an alliance.
- That looks at me!

Of course.

- Could I drink something?
- Afflicted, I do not have anything.

- You have how many children?
- No idea.

I swear you that I'm unaware of it.
I never counted them.

I in talks four or five,

my lawyer has all the details.

With the professor, two children
and a miscarriage.

Let us come
with the principal question.

This "number", if I dare statement,
is of your invention?

Invention? what you can be
ridiculous and pretentious!

With your curiosity of small
middle-class man without any tact!

Your lack of education
and of compassion.

I noticed that you were not
clean, Mr. abrahamson.

You neglect your intimate hygiene.

Under your after-shave reigns
a stinking odor of greasy substance.

You put on a clean shirt
all the days,

But I see a black mark
above the collar.

Your nails are not very Nets.

I mistake you,

Your professional zeal
is perfectly ridiculous.

You like that to clear
with three famous artists.

To have your photograph with us
in the newspapers.

You like that to badger us
with your humiliating questions,

under pretext
of decency and discretion.

You lower us the froc
to give us the smacking.

I'll require a judge
who is with my height.

You are unable to understand
or to judge our work.

You're only an imbecile!

I said what I thought.
Lock up me,

for insult
or what you'll want.

That saddens me
that you find me if feeling reluctant.

It's true
that I perspire much.

I consulted specialists,
it is my metabolism.

I can understand that you are
obstructed by the odor.

But it is not true
that I am dirty.

Nobody washes himself
as often as me.

And it is not dirtiness,
in my neck.

It's a task due to the sun,
a a little odd pigmentation.

You find me middle-class man?

I don't know,
It's a random concept.

My parents were easy,
my father lawyer,

my mother teacher.
We're 5 children

and we received
a good education.

I tried not to wound you
nor to obstruct you.

I was perhaps too discrete.

I immediately felt
your animosity.

As I said it to you,

that wounds me and destabilizes me.

All this disturbed us,

I thus suggest
that we stop there.

I wish you
a speedy recovery

and delighted me by advance
to see you this evening on.

I won't take your anger
in heart.

It's forgotten and even forgiven.

I understand your strong emotional reaction.

Goodbye, Mr. Fisher.
You know the way?

Follow the corridor,
the elevators are on your right.

Afterwards, it is very simple.
goodbye.

You aren't only malicious
and feeling reluctant,

but also poor actor.

The number which you've just made
is one of worst than I saw.

You are pitiless,
immoral and rotted.

People like you
don't deserve to live!

I'm constrained for you
and for myself.

I'm unable to feel
aggressiveness.

I don't feel
that impotence.

- Please, leave!
- Very well.

If that must occur like that...
Mother of god! I saw,

There's nothing to make!

I don't have a family,

nothing which attaches me to the life.

I won't touch you,
it too would be feeling reluctant.

You sit.

While you recover...
Shit, which the weather is hot!

I'll tell you a scene
that I play with Hans.

A man enters
in a Police Station

to announce an abnormal fact.
About what is it?

He was taken of an appetite
phenomenal.

He ate his wife,
saleswoman in a store,

His two children and his grandmother.

A bearded man enters then
in the store, god in person.

He cuts a net in the thigh
of god and eats it.

He's taken then
of an irrepressible desire for shitting

then it goes to the police force.
You calm, it is finished soon.

He raises its cranium,
that it had sawn,

and shows the struck police chief
the interior which is empty.

Her head was empty.

At the bottom, there was a string
for the eyelids, but it is all.

You are calmed?
I will leave,

before one goes further.

- Question: you are believing?
- I don't have a religion.

I don't need a god,
safety, eternal life.

I'm my own god,
I have my angels and my demons.

I live on a pebble beach,
who is inserted in the ocean.

A dog barks, a child cries.

The day fall
and transforms itself into night.

You don't impress me!

More no human being
cannot frighten me.

He has there a prayer which I recite
in an absolute silence.

That the wind comes to raise the sea
and the choking twilight

When the bird arrives of the sea,

to break the silence of its cry

SCENE 4
A CONFESSIONAL

Father... I don't want
to confess me,

- but I must speak to somebody.
- I listen to you.

I believe that I'll die.

Curiously, I'm afraid.

While returning at home yesterday,
I had to sit me on a bench.

I had the impression
to have already died.

My body had a stinking odor
that I don't know to him.

Of course, there was heat
abnormal,

and my fragile heart.

Then the death of my old father.
one makes in vain, any exchange.

What do I tell?

I speak with my bonnet.

The men can forgive each other
between them, not?

He has a grace there on ground.

But apart from the fragile circle
human heat,

reign cruelty.

Eternally.

The understanding...

God... the understanding.

I know
that you don't laugh at me.

You must know this phenomenon
because of your practice.

You know that the unbelievers
often request.

I request.
That relieves my pain.

It's getting night.

The weather is dark and I'm afraid.

My mother left
and closed the door again.

Nobody will hear me
if I call.

I don't dare to walk by ground
because of the animals.

I must remain in my bed.

If I start
to cry of anguish,

I'll be still more afraid.

SCENE 5
A ROOM OF INTERROGATION

Dear Mr. Winkelmann.
I'm sorry.

Are you waiting for a long time?
two hours? It's dreadful!

You don't have my message?

I had asked my secretary
to call you,

- You weren't at the office.
- Not at this precise moment.

In any event,
it is very regrettable.

As you undoubtedly know it,
I spoke to Mr. Fisher.

We aren't
heard very well.

I excavated my conscience with the case
where I would have offended it.

He's very sensitive
and rather fragile in this moment.

He suffered from infections
who make it irritable.

I understand.

- He takes that too much with the serious one.
- and you?

He has there a long time that I'm not irritated
more in my work.

I do my better, it is all.

He's natural that your justice
seek to inquire.

The sorrow is light,
if we are considered to be guilty.

The fine was deposited at the bank
that you indicated to us.

I'm magic to learn
that we adopt the same attitude.

Our laws are perhaps obsolete

- but must be applied.
- Of course.

They're other authorities
who do them and repeal them.

The fine is modest.

We made you
much publicity.

By principle, we aren't
remunerated by the percentage.

I see...

You negotiate and establish
contracts?

No, our agent takes care some.
He negotiates with the foreign agents

who negotiate then with
our employers it's complicated.

I summarize for our agent,
Josef Heros,

the topics of
our representations.

After having consulted
my partners, of course.

Who, among you,
is the creative force?

It's difficult to say,
we are very dependent.

We know our thoughts,
our feelings and our reactions.

When one plays day after day
in such a demanding context,

a body gradually is formed
homogeneous.

What does not prevent us
to have different sights.

Thus it's impossible to say
who had the idea of this number?

- Absolutely.
- Accessories?

- I don't remember it.
- Gestures?

Each one is responsible
of its own gestures.

A cigarette?

- Four hours and quarter.
- Forgive me,

I don't want to be coarse.

I left my wife to the hotel,
I don't want only it worries.

- You want to call it?
- No, that will go.

You fear to only leave it
with Mr. Fisher?

My wife needs me,

this history has disturbed her.

I'll see her solo,
I'm sure that I'll be able

to tranquilize her.
Don't you think, Mr. Fisher?

- Winkelmann.
- Yes, I'm sorry.

- I wanted to speak to you about it.
- One moment, please

- Are you married since when?
- 5 years.

- Children?
- A boy.

- Where is he?
- In a house, it's weak.

- You were married, before?
- Yes.

- Where is your ex-wife?
- I don't know.

Do you pay a pension
with your two daughters?

My lawyers undertake some.

You never see them?

Why?

- I must answer?
- No, I'm just curious.

- Does That disturb you?
- Yes.

Not...
It's because of the voyage.

- Do you leave on holiday?
- I'm too tired.

Does your current wife prevent you
from seeing them?

not.

What do you want to ask me?

I wanted to ask you
a favour.

I would be very grateful to you
to give up seeing my wife.

- Or there then, I make a point of being.
- I see...

My wife is, say,
a very special person.

Many would say "neurotic".

She is abnormally sensitive,
mentally and physically.

She has sometimes crises
and of the very strange ideas.

With me, it is calm
and completely normal,

apart from a stammering due
with an infantile traumatism.

Moreover, it has a need
irrepressible to like.

You can make him say
or to do anything,

beyond the reasonable one
and of dignity.

Your maintenance would not have
no the direction.

Dear Mr. Winkelmann...

I would satisfy readily
your request but I have orders.

You can accompany it here
and to wait side,

but I must only see it.

I understand that it is difficult
to cancel maintenance.

Can one make simple
formality? I make it enter,

you exchange some sentences
futile etje come to seek it.

I estimate you largely
and make a point of sparing your wife

but I must obey
with the instructions.

You cannot represent you
its terror, it is animal.

- I can convene a doctor.
- That will worsen the things.

I try to render comprehensible with Thea
that it isn't disturbed.

You must understand my position.

with the fact,

why Sebastian Fisher
does it always carry its alliance?

She belonged to her father.
They had a very strong bond.

As for my wife...

- A connection with Mr. Fisher?
- Pardon?

- They lives together?
- How?

- Do They love each other?
- I don't understand.

- Do they sleep together?
- They are like brother and sister,

Very close one to the other.

- And do you tolerate it?
- I know humiliation.

I'm unaware of why. There is some
thing in me which lends myself to it?

The truly great artists are
invulnerable at the bottom of themselves.

I don't form part of it.

I have only one fear:
to be alone.

- Really?
- Does That surprise you?

I've the robust air, balanced,
rather intelligent.

I've an immense talent, etc.

I like Sebastian Fisher and my wife.

I like? I don't know.

I need them but I am not
sure that it is reciprocal.

then I try to return to me
essential.

You don't go
to cancel maintenance?

I believed that the debate was closed.

I beg you, with knees.
I know that it is melodramatic,

but I am sincere.

Can I pay you?

- How much?
- Propose a reasonable sum.

- 50... 100000?
- 100000.

- Can I make you a cheque?
- That will go.

Thank you for your kindness.

You were very understanding.

Hold, I've written your name with
two "S", I hope that it is exact.

It's exact.

- Now, I'm very curious.
- Why?

I'll pass in addition to your attempt
of corruption of a civil servant.

It's your responsibility.

You must have good reasons
to prevent this maintenance.

We finished.

I'll see you tomorrow
if you accompany your wife.

I thank you
of your magnanimity.

I wonder whether your attitude
hiding place something of dangerous.

I don't believe.

- Goodbye, Mr. Winkelmann.
- Is the door still open?

- I'll warn the gatekeeper.
- Goodbye.

SCENE 6
A CABIN

- What is there?
- I'm very afraid of this foutu judge.

You have to only give to him
the declaration which I wrote.

If it questions you,
you have only with b‚gayer.

If you panics, I am at side.

Calm yourself.

I did all that I could.

The day after tomorrow, all will be finished.
One will go to the countryside.

I know an inn
where one eats very well.

If the weather is not too hot,
one will walk in wood

and one will sleep under a tree.

One cannot leave
Sebastian alone.

Then one will take it along with us.

He'll leave us when his contract
will have expired.

- He won't leave.
- This time, it'll do it.

- I'll speak to him.
- He becomes insane.

- I don't believe.
- I'm afraid of him.

- Move away from him.
- It cannot occur from me

I must spend my nights close to him
so much it is distressed.

It's terrifying, you understand.
I cannot say not.

Remove yourself, now.

- Are you annoyed?
- No, why?

You are so cold.

- I'm tired just a little.
- Like always.

- It's me which tires you?
- No, why?

- Do you love me, aren't you?
- Of course.

If I don't have you,
I would commit suicide.

You would have someone else.

- You're quite bitter.
- No, I'm just tired.

Recently, you said to me that the goal
of your life was to take care on me.

- Is it well that?
- Yes.

You're my only safety.

A great insecurity with small islands
of safety, it would be better, not?

It's closer to reality

than your idea of a great safety
with puffs of insecurity.

- Why do you say that?
- Because I am tired.

- You're tired of me.
- I haven't said that, but I'm agree,

I'm tired of you.

And I'm tired of Sebastian.

I'm tired of you
and of Sebastian.

I have enough of it to travel
with two nutcases.

I have of it enough of your
supposedly "art".

I find that we are...

without interest, feeling reluctant,
ridiculous.

- Our relevance was lost.
- What wants to say "relevance"?

- One useless, is exceeded.
- Are you tired of me?

Yes, my trouble is unbounded.
You don't make me pity.

- You're lazy, you don't repeat.
- Three hours yesterday!

Before yesterday, you were sick,
tu t'es soûlée, you saw a friend...

- I don't see anybody!
- It doesn't matter which he was!

And before that, on a journey,
you disputed with Sebastian.

You are lazy, negligent,
unbearable.

You are not worth a tenth
of what you gain.

Do what you will want at the end
of your contract. Goes to the devil!

I don't know what I say.

I never speak about me.

And yet, I love you. It's true.

Do you understand?

Despite everything, I love you.
You make me sorrow.

You occupy almost all
my thoughts.

I would do anything
to save evil to you.

This passion between you
and Sebastian worries me.

I look at you tearing you.

I should have doubted to me it.

No matter what you say or make,

nothing has influence on you.
You're monstrous.

I know it, I see it.

I could not become
like you, I do not want it.

I have enough of it.

Try to listen to me, now!

The extreme limit was reached.

It's humiliating, degrading.
too much it too is.

Do you understand what I say?

- I'm tired of you.
- Poor Hans.

Not...
You haven't understand any word

Poor Hans!
Poor bad conscience.

The world leaves of pieces,
it burns and bleeds.

Poor Hans...

It's necessary that the things are
like this, that, not like this...

- I believe in my reason.
- Me too,

- She won't give up us.
- It's true.

You're tired, my poor.
I hurry.

- Do you know where is Sebastian?
- He left.

- To the hotel?
- I don't believe.

- I became ugly?
- Not.

- You're always my husband.
- One will divorce.

- I'll go with you in your farm.
- Not.

You must be quite tired of me.

One behaves like the insane ones!

- At what do you laugh?
- Of Sebastian.

- With him, you laugh at me.
- Of course!

God how I'm tired!
Leave me this prison!

- My god, release me!
- Do you want to die?

Not really to die.

I would like to sleep.

You know that each morning...

You awake to 5 H,

The anguish posed on your chest
like a black bird.

Do you want to sleep until at 10 H, 11 H?

I want to be free.

- Essuie your nose.
- Afflicted...

I'm almost ready!
Pass to me my dressing gown.

He's very wet.

These cabins that one gives us!
One shouldn't tolerate it.

Lime pits you with the director!

- Afflicted.
- No, continuous.

No, it is too hard...

One doesn't understand oneself,
one never speaks oneself.

The witty remarks are never found.

It's an absolute incomprehension.

- Call I a taxi?
- Y has interest!

I'm not really sober
and you drank too!

I'll take a shower.

- Hans!
- What is there?

- Je suis si angoissée.
- But not, I'm there.

- you won't be in the part.
- In the side.

- This judge is terrible.
- He isn't so terrible.

He's satisfied
to do his work.

- You know some more than that.
- I imagine that yes...

My god!

SCENE 7
A ROOM OF INTERROGATION

Good evening, Mrs. Winkelmann.

- Welcome.
- Good evening.

Sit down and speak a little.

- I won't be painful.
- I'm sure.

What a splendid dress you have.

I'm delighted that you like it.

Does that annoy you
if I take notes?

Of course that not.

Nowadays, one uses rather
tape recorders.

But this kind of the machines
tendency has to return being wary.

You're right undoubtedly.

Today, it is the hottest day
of the summer.

35° C in the shade.
It's very oppressive.

- I like heat.
- Really?

Each one its tastes.

- Don't you play Monday?
- No, it's a day of slackening.

- It's pleasant.
- Yes.

How many representations
per evening?

Currently, four.

- That must be tiring.
- One is accustomed to it.

Where will you spend your holidays?

Hans and Sebastian
want to go to Africa.

- And yourself?
- I suppose that I'll go with them.

You're seldom in Ascona.
It's a life little casanière.

One spends a few weeks there
between the rounds.

- Does Mr. Fisher remain there with you?
- Yes.

- This trio must be very pleasant.
- Completely.

- to be liked at this point...
- Yes, that too.

- No conflicts?
- There were problems there, at the beginning.

Your husband said to me
that you fear this maintenance.

- Hans believes me very sensitive.
- Glass?

Readily.

Cognac?
I don't have anything other.

What you have.

A glass for your husband?

He's is bored at side.
He deserves glass.

- I greet it your share?
- please.

Immediately.

Your husband greets you.

He worries for you
but I reassured it.

You're incredibly beautiful,
Mrs. Winkelmann.

The way in which the light
fall on your face...

Forgive me.

I wrote a declaration.

A declaration?

I wrote it in your interest.

Dear Mrs. Winkelmann...

I'd ask you to read it here.
In a high voice.

- Why aloud?
- In order to explain certain points.

"My name is Thea von Ritt,
Winkelmann, according to my passport."

"It isn't my true color
hair"

"and I know hardly my age."

"My mouth changed expression"

"because I have remakes
my frontal teeth."

"I've suffered violent
physical pains,"

"the worst was an itching
which made me suffer"

"during two years."

"She was calmed also quickly
that she appeared."

"Another disadvantage comes
of my exacerbated senses."

"Sudden noises, lights
strong make me suffer,"

"as well as the unpleasant odors."

"A normally tight dress"

"can return to me insane of pain."

- I give too many details.
- At all.

"I began my artistic
career with lessons of song."

"I had a contract with a theatre
where I met a man"

"which made me discover
variety."

"with the course
our many rounds"

"I met Hans Winkelmann."'

"I claim to be holy or
a martyrdom, from where my name Thea."

"I can remain sitted hours
with the table of the entry"

"to look at the palm of my hands."

"A day, a red task
appeared,"

"in my left hand."

"But it was not blood."

"I have fun to enter in extase
and with speaking to the Virgin Mary."

"Belief and not-belief,"

"obstinacy and doubt,"

"it's the same play."

"But inside me,
I remain the same one."

"Sometimes intensely tragic,"

"sometimes very raised."

- I don't want to say that.
- How that?

- A relationship with our case?
- I knew that that would annoy you.

All this is very beautiful,

I dare statement that you have of the talent,
but come in to the facts.

I believed that you had spoken about it
with the others!

Return to me that!

- Vous n'avez pas bégayé.
- That arrives to me.

- Why?
- I don't know anything of it.

- You to simulate?
- Forgiveness?

to simulate, make seeming,
you to be played of me.

- Why would I do it?
- Vous ne bégayez pas toujours.

Your husband called upon an infantile
traumatism, Is it true?

You use neither your true name,
neither your age, nor your face.

Why this comedy?

And this confession,
this "poetic overflowing",

Do you want to read it in a court?

All this setting in scene...

The anguish of your husband
concerning our maintenance...

Let us be clear and francs,
Mrs. Winkelmann.

The artists poke curiosity
with their way.

You created a smoke screen
pink with your beauty, your grace.

But I distinguish your true
personality behind your play.

Only the simple and precise facts
interest us.

Your name?

Claudia Monteverdi.

Perfect.

Your age?

- I don't know.
- You must know your age.

- You must know your age!
- My name isn't Claudia.

- I call you as I want!
- Kiss me!

Your age?
Species of whore of circus!

Don't be hysterical!
Stop this comedy!

Please,
cease immediately!

It's your fault,
you returned to me furious.

Hans Winkelmann!

She had a sudden crisis.

- One did nothing but speak.
- I heard you shout.

Who says to me that it does not simulate?

I don't do anything it can very
to make seeming well, not?

Call a taxi,
I take it along to the hospital.

- I lead you to it.
- Not thank you.

I prohibit to you to travel by a taxi.
The police force will escort you.

I come with you
to clarify all that.

There will be two doctors
and the police force.

This trickery must cease.
I tried to be pleasant, in vain.

Unfortunately
for me and you.

A police car
for an escort.

Here the doctor Abrahamson...
Judge Abrahamson.

We go down
in a few minutes

We don't need reinforcement,
two agents will be enough.

We go to the central Hospital.

Everything will be clarified.
We go there?

Can you take his bag?

SCENE 8
A BAR

As usual...

- You're late.
- We hadn't fixed an hour.

We had said 15 H, It's 16h 30,

I waited one hour and half,
you could excuse you.

- Forgives me.
- Very well.

- What do you want?
- To speak about businesses.

He did without much things
since this morning.

- Has to hear you, they are bad.
- Everything depends on you.

A telegram was received
of our agent.

Our round in the Far East
was cancelled because of the war.

Our round in the United States
is also threatened

because of this rotten attack
with morality.

That wants to say 6 months
holidays or of unemployment.

- One will lose much money.
- Indeed.

- Approximately a half-million each one.
- Less, the agent doesn't take anything.

He only remains us some
weeks in Italy.

It's annoying,
It's the least which one can say.

Here about what I wanted to speak:

you'll understand that I cannot
to lend money indefinitely to you.

Here a state of our accounts
that provided me our lawyer.

On the right, your incomes,
and on the left, your expenditure.

Behind, there is the total.

Our credit has: 296100 francs.

And my share in the house of Ascona?
That is worth something.

You perhaps forgot,
I repurchased it to you

to be able to pay your taxes
in Scandinavia.

We'll have to make new
contract, dear Winkelmann.

Say to Bauer that I'll still play
one season, but with an advance.

The addition, please!

Do you occupy yourself some?

The apartment will be sold.
Excuse me, I must leave.

He has two other things there.

- That has the serious air.
- A letter of our agent.

He has evil to place us
because of our seals.

He proposes two solutions:
or we work separately,

or we reduce our tariffs
two thirds.

- He suggests the first.
- I see.

That suits me.

I intended to stop
in one year or two.

Remain to know what you
and Thea make.

Thea and you, would owe you
he to speak

of your future.

- Thea and me?
- Yes.

You would form
an interesting combination.

You'll have to work hard
to make new numbers.

Thea would make
a good stripper.

I know a good professor...

Shit!

That is equal for me,
make as you'll want.

Another thing...

There is an overdraft on your
account of 12100 crowns.

The bank called our lawyer,
but as it does not speak itself,

and you either...

- It asked me to warn you.
- Anything more?

One must decide who will pay
the hotel bill of Thea.

- You, me or she?
- She said to me that she paid it.

It isn't true.

She often asks me money.
Small sums, it's true,

but I would like that one says
clearly which manages its finances.

- You're her husband.
- Exactly.

Thus we agree

that in the future, I will pay
its invoices and will manage its money.

You can say to him?

She's annoyed when I speak to him about it.

She believes to manage
its money itself.

- I'll speak to him.
- It's very nice.

The garage called,
your car is ready.

Thank you, I'll seek it.

According to them, the label is
out-of-date since two years, therefore...

Anything more?

I check on my list...

Let us see seeing...

No, nothing other.

You smell yourself how?

- Chiatique.
- You dispute?

You call that, to dispute?
Representations are showed

where there are spectators and actors.

Long representations.

She says that I cannot
to satisfy.

Let us go!

She says that you satisfy her.
How do you make?

Love and tenderness
make her nervous.

Penetrate her with your left hand

and your right hand supports extremely
on her clitoris.

She'll have several orgasmes.

After, kiss her as you want.

How did you discover that?

For lack of imagination
and despair.

- Don't say to her that we spoke about it.
- Of course that not.

Don't launch out immediately.

Pretend to discover that little by little.

- Doesn't worry you.
- One never knows, with you.

- Do you support her?
- Without problem.

She's rather funny.

I like her in the spirit
of "The Epistle in Corinthiens".

"Love is always trustful,
full with hope..."

"It always perseveres," etc.
Is It well that?

- Are you always tired of it?
- Yes, but that is equal for him.

- One is with end.
- I know.

- She'll return to you soon.
- Thank you.

- Have you lost the reason?
- makes some, I'm very reasonable.

Could I pay?

Tell me a thing,
do you hate me?

No, far from there...

- I loved you better front.
- Before I take Thea to you?

Before you do not drink, that you
leashes outward journey, I admired you.

I found you very sympathetic nerve,
full of life.

You had something.
Thea too, moreover.

Did I have what?

A light.

You mouse... There isn't
another word, a light.

It's this light which Thea and me
let us try to extinguish.

I await a call of the agent.

Could I ask him to call you
to organize an appointment?

- Will you be present?
- Without fault, if I can be useful.

SCENE 9
A ROOM OF INTERROGATION

Wednesday evening, August 9.

This morning, Messrs Winkelmann
and Fisher

asked that one meet.

It's Mr. Fisher who spoke.

He wasn't the same one
that the last time.

Its arrogance and its aggressiveness
had disappeared.

He appeared balanced, pleasant,

it had remorses
and was very frankly.

He suggested coming with his-her friends

after the representation of Wednesday.

They will carry the behaviour
of the prohibited number.

They will give a representation
into private

and will explain the scene in detail.

Has their request, I accepted

that nobody of other
is not present.

Enter!

- Welcome!
- Afflicted for this delay.

The torrential rain
made the streets impracticable.

Don't make any you,
I had much work.

- We'll prepare the scene.
- Alas, it will be without lights.

I said to the night watchman
not to disturb us.

Imagine its head it was itself
to enter in full medium!

- How are you?
- Well, thank you for the flowers.

I was relieved when the doctor
said that it wasn't serious.

- Are you are restored?
- A little tired by the treatment.

- Will it not be too hard?
- No, not for me.

I play of the drum
and say doesn't import what.

Excuse me.

I can say a question:
why this scene?

We read that in a book,
I believe.

I don't remember it more.

Or it's Hans
which heard that, child.

We wanted to recreate it.
That stimulate our imaginations.

- Then it isn't so simple?
- No, it is not so simple.

Let us call that an intercession.
The artists are very sensitive.

The need to devote itself to a rite.
It's perhaps without interest,

but at a given time, there are all
need to kneel and request.

Ritual play, incantation, formula.
A kind of conversation.

I don't pour
in the spiritual one,

but our desire
has surely a Latin name.

Dr. Abrahamson...

You undoubtedly had
weaknesses.

A desire to let to you go
with tenderness.

Like a child.

- Why this knife?
- Don't you know it?

I don't see the scene,
it was just described to me.

- I can arrange it.
- No, say to me with what it's useful.

This in addition to is full of wine.
A given moment has, I raise it...

and bursts it by below.

The wine spouts out in the vessel.

- I see.
- The lights die out.

Complete silence,
then the sound of the drum in the black.

No, I need the light
to take notes.

We don't need
total black.

Sebastian, we're ready.

The voices are keep silent.

Everything is quiet.

Still quieter.

Still more.

The drum resounds.
Thea, please...

No, initially, leave me...
I must say something to you.

My father wanted that I would be a lawyer

like him and his father before him.

I don't have the choice.
it was assigned me this business

by drawing of lots.
I make only my duty.

I proceeded
with a great prudence.

I can do nothing there
if I were thorough with end.

I went too far
and asked you forgiveness.

Perhaps you hate me.

I have a strange feeling of fear.

It wasn't perhaps
the curiosity,

but I wanted to see
the scene of near.

Animated by an obscure desire
to take part.

It was perhaps the desire
unavowed of... I don't know.

I have superiors, subordinates.
I give and receive orders.

You're free, but I you
don't envy it's an atrocious freedom.

Isn't this?
I don't understand you.

I don't understand your motivations
nor your reports.

I don't understand my report
with you.

Perhaps you laugh at me.

Or not...

No...
I imagine that you're serious.

One moves away from the subject, not?

- One would say.
- I agree.

I always was afraid.

My first memories
are related to the fear.

How can I, in if little time,
you to give the key...

so that you understand
the atrocities which me...

What do I say? I must calm myself.

I suffer from phobias.

It's two a. m,
we are all tired.

Why do you smile, Mr. Fisher?
I'm ridiculous?

I mouse not.

It's an error to do that
in this room of interrogation.

That should take place with the court,
in front of witnesses.

Let us stop with the fear.

Henceforth, you order,
I'm an obeying witness.

Dear artists...

You never had public
more gratifiant and attentive.

I take my chair
and will sit down over there.

I hope that is appropriate to you.

Has the representation started?

Or does the orchestra agree?

Very impressive,
in any case.

Seriously...

I have a first name
and a surname.

I was born,
I was raised and educated.

I lived a certain number of
days, slept as many nights.

I was happy, I laughed.

I was sad, I cried.

Disappointment, tenderness...

...love.

All is there.

You struck me, Mr. Fisher.

I admire your physical courage.

Your hand touched my skin,
who burns,

but it also touched my memory,

my dignity human being.

You touched me
and you humiliated yourselves.

But perhaps not,

perhaps you feel
satisfaction and pleasure.

Look at
as my hands tremble.

And I want to cry.

It's undoubtedly a kind
of do abandonment, do you understand?

To rest on somebody,

to find heat and comfort
in the arms of somebody.

What a put in scene!

I admit that there is a kind
of cruelty in my profession.

Réprimander, to humiliate, to judge

and to inquire.

The desire of cruelty...

How this would be possible
otherwise?

I'd ask you with you, artists...

You must know.

You know.

Sebastian Fisher.

Claudia Monteverdi.

Hans Winkelmann.

Begin the representation.

I'll comment on
what we do.

Thea, in the large armchair,
strike the drum.

It makes night,
before the rising of the sun.

The paddle points.

One cannot represent that here.
Show imagination.

I'd see the paddle which rises.

I hold the vessel
in front of the raising sun.

Sebastian Fisher
is held behind me.

Right before the paddle,
the wind rises on the sea.

When it makes rather clearly,

at a given moment,

Thea puts the mask of a god
on her face.

I understand.

Sebastian Fisher
tend the arms behind him,

catch those of Thea

and invites it to rise slowly.

At the same moment, I raise the vessel
above my head.

The light is on the mask
who reflects himself in blood.

I understand.

Then, I drink in the vessel.

I swallow the reflection.

Then Thea disappears slowly
in the back from Sebastian

It's thus a summary
of our number.

I understand.

Dr. Abrahamson died.

A doctor was called.

He noted that Dr. Abrahamson
had died of a heart failure.

Following that,
the three artists were accused

for the number of mime
that they called "The rite".

They paid a fine,
interviews gave,

And at the end of the summer,
they left on holiday.

They never returned
in the country in question.