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WE HAD ANOTHER WHISPER

Whoa!

Woo Islam!

I hope you're right back.

Good evening.

The doctor would like you to make yourself a drink.

You'll be here shortly.

Oh, my, the first?

There is another gentleman here.

Oh, so you made it.

My taxi was shot at two bullets in the side window.

Can I believe it?

I was shaking like a leaf.

We drove past the corpse.

A young kid lying in the road.

So, whether you think of the doctor's house,

when it's big, they say it's personal decision for the president.

I never know the man with more room as a barge than the Pavanic.

Any half of them are true.

So, how have you been?

Did you want to get married?

Oh, married and pregnant.

God knows how.

What they do is sit around the apartment and watch television.

And you?

Isn't the time you've got married again?

How long is it since she died?

Almost ten.

Ten.

Oh, God.

This must be on 19th, 20th.

Reunion dinner?

19th.

Oh, incredible.

I'll take your call.

Thank you.

Then show yourself.

That's all right. I'll find out.

What a place.

Fantastic.

Carl. Hello.

Go mad.

I always knew he was corrupt,

but I never knew he was this corrupt.

Jor-jor.

You know, I was nearly killed on the way here.

There are tanks all over the place. Roadblocks.

Oh, my God. Look at this.

Hey, what a drink.

Thank you.

One.

Oh.

Malt Whiskey.

The lock is so dead body.

Yes.

What's that?

Nothing. No, wait a minute.

What's that?

Amazing.

Not the learning will come of it.

Except for more shortages, more rewards for the faithful.

A revolution is what we need.

If everything gets turned upside down,

there'll be more chances for me.

There's nothing to joke about.

That's because you've got a decent job and a good salary.

No offense.

Oh, shabby.

Mars, you old wife and a decent living.

But my potential for the good life

is somewhat less than my ambitions for it.

I'd like to take over Pazenic's life.

Just think of the women.

Starting with this one.

Look.

She's beautiful.

Ravashi.

Stunning.

I wonder who she is.

Pazen?

She's niece?

No.

She is the girl he killed.

What?

He said he was still a student.

She became pregnant.

She died when she started to hemorrhage in tenor.

An abortion.

Our good friend, Dr. Pazenic,

was the last man to see her alive.

She died on the operating table.

Really?

That's what I was told.

Hmm.

This girl.

Last year, you remember.

But I'll reunion last year.

He didn't deny the story.

But why I keep a souvenir

of something squalid like that?

No.

I'll tell you who she is.

This is...

His daughter.

Oh, what?

Her name is Sarah, something rather.

She is with the mother.

He escaped to France for some.

But Phoenix never mentioned the daughter.

Of course he never mentioned it

because he didn't know it until two or three years ago.

She came to stay with him.

More importantly,

that she never knew Pazenic was her father.

She was here for two or three months.

They became too very close.

The girl fell for him.

A crush, a passion, you know.

Which he quite probably ignored.

Until one night,

when he came back and found her here

in this very room,

she was wearing a fur coat.

I was flinging the piano.

When he came in,

she took it off.

She was wearing nothing underneath.

Can you imagine?

Not possible.

Yeah.

Yeah.

She stood there.

Inviting him, begging him.

When he turned away,

she asked him if he found her Abbey.

Abbey is in there.

You are extremely beautiful.

Unfortunately, you are also my daughter.

Look, you can see the likeness.

Down here, help.

I'm terribly sorry.

Man in the next street was wounded

by some of these armed fugs I had this evening.

Head of a night for our dinner.

How good to see you.

Hi.

And you, Bocha.

How are you, Marius?

Yeah.

I would have you to come in the circumstances.

It was very brave of everyone.

How's the diabetes keeping it controlled?

I wasn't sure what you'd all like,

so I ordered a little of everything.

Ah.

So, who's missing?

Her man must be busy at the moment, you know,

governing the country.

So, Rani was out of town or moved or dead.

I'm not sure.

Anyway, I couldn't get any reply.

Chinkar is striding about in his jack boots,

and, uh,

Christal will see him unless something's happened to him.

Well, Sano's not going to put a foot outside

with all his looters around in his area.

Then we'll eat for them all.

I chose a cook to prepare enough for, at least a dozen.

The hospital promise not to call unless it was very urgent.

It wasn't a promise I'd depend upon,

not in these circumstances.

But we can only help.

Welcome.

Rock.

No rock.

So, have you any idea what's actually going on?

Rosians, the newspaper man.

The newspaper man, I'm a bookworm employed by an newspaper.

You know as much as I do.

It's chaos and people are dying.

You find other musing, Marius?

Marius is still looking for a decent job.

He thinks there will be a lot of vacancies after tonight.

Be careful you don't become a vacancy or self-marius.

There's a lot of random shooting.

I'd have a whiskey to him.

Daniel.

What are you just talking about?

This Mr. Lady before you came in.

Oh, it's no mystery.

It's a photograph of my housekeeper, Anna.

The woman who's just given you a glass of my best malt whiskey.

You serious?

Why on earth?

Do you keep a photograph of your housekeeper?

On the mantelpiece.

To the memory of the woman I chose to destroy.

There he is.

It's good.

Come on.

Where's the vodka?

What if my people are smart?

Anna.

I'll give you my bag and sheets and water.

Anna, slice it.

Please.

Anna, hold it.

She's security.

I couldn't leave her in the street.

I'm going to have to go.

Please.

Anna, go and go to the kitchen.

I'll give you several cans of water.

How possible, please.

Right now.

Trotch, trot sign down.

Ah!

Oh, it's fine.

It's coming up.

The doctor would like some water, please.

As much as possible.

It's not necessary.

There's a way of health.

Leon?

Leon?

My mother?

No.

Daniel.

The others have gone up to the dining room.

Go ahead, woman.

Is there anything else I can...

Oh, no, no, no.

Now, we're going to have our dinner party.

It may be happening in peculiar circumstances,

but it's still a dinner party.

We have a duty to others to enjoy ourselves.

Go ahead, I'll join you in the morning.

Let me give you a hand.

You look at this.

Thank you.

Take the other side.

Okay.

All right.

Hey, Laurie, take care.

It will sleep everywhere.

Look at this.

Pavanic must be the most corrupt official in government.

It's not in the government.

That's because it suits him better.

I say he has two Swiss accounts.

You must ask him to join his house again.

I wonder why he got this on.

That's the last one.

Oh, my God.

Don't move her yet, Pavanic.

The wound begins to bleed heavily.

I need to add more stitches.

Why don't you get married again, Georgie?

Me?

No.

I saw you with a tall, dark head woman the other day,

in a restaurant.

Well, I have several women friends,

but I don't plan to marry any of them.

I couldn't live without her,

mainly because she owns the money.

How long has this since your wife died?

Too long.

Cancer, was it you?

No, it was a skiing accident.

You do see it, pepper?

No, I was below.

They brought her down on a sledge.

She was still alive, but her neck was broken.

She died soon after.

If she had lived, she would have been paralyzed for life.

Oh, must have been awful for you.

Poor friend.

It's over now.

That's good.

Well, at least the hospital won't be calling.

All the lines are down.

The streets are blocked.

No one can get through.

It was heavy fighting.

How's your patient?

Oh, she'll recover.

She lived here in about half an hour.

How's the salmon?

All the food is superb, Danielle.

Quite superb.

Good.

Hmm.

By the way, the lieutenant tells me there's a curfew.

So I've arranged beds for you all here tonight.

Oh, no!

Hmm.

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

What are you doing?

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Why did you describe her as the woman you chose to destroy?

That's what happened.

She doesn't look.

What was it?

Money?

What do you mean?

Did I bank up?

Yes.

No.

I destroyed her.

So...

What happened?

Who is she?

Please.

I heard herself to bed.

She was a woman in the vertebra.

Only prettier.

If that's possible.

She was a beautiful girl.

18 years old.

I was a young surgeon.

Just 28.

This gentleman are curious about your life with me.

Aren't you curious what I might tell them?

I expect you to return the truth.

Oh, what do you think is the truth?

Anna!

Turn up the music.

I can hardly hear it.

I must have been sometime in late spring.

I remember there was a wedding going on.

It was a very odd occasion.

The gypsies were playing as usual.

Is it a memory of a Gisborne?

Come on.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Yes, you!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh!

Didn't you not move?

Not a whisky.

Do you make a name sign?

No.

I stand at her, of course.

How could I not?

I stand at her, of course.

How could I not?

Come on.

No, wait!

I had to become hungry.

She's still a beautiful woman.

Did you pass through her after that?

You could have forgotten.

I left it at that one.

You strawled memory.

Oh, perhaps that's what you would have done.

But the hunger was already within me.

No, no. The hunger is too trivial, I wanted to devour her.

Are you looking after Elena?

She's a little kid.

Don't let her leave the house, understand?

Of course.

Leon, go and see what the city looks like from the roof.

There's a good boy.

So what happened?

You tracked her down.

Yes, to the school where she worked as a teacher.

I walked up to her.

I asked her if she remembered anything about the wedding and the park.

She said nothing.

She just nodded.

We walked in silence at first.

All the usual opening gestures of dinner or coffee seemed inappropriate.

I want you.

Please.

Listen to me.

I want to make love to you.

Do you hear me?

I heard you.

I know you wanted to.

I'm not a dress-up.

I want to lie down beside you.

To touch you with my tongue.

Did you hear me?

Yes, I heard you.

I want you and my mouth.

Want me inside you.

Come with me now.

No.

No.

I have to admit that I'm upstairs.

Before we have our next course.

Everything will be changed.

Everything.

It's awful.

You are destroying each other.

I have a customer who lives over there.

Right over there.

By the university.

How long will any of us be safe?

You know, sometimes you pursue a woman.

You make love to a woman to find your path again.

To be reborn in your own mind.

But if a woman denies you,

your desire increases your sense of self-respect,

self-of-love, or disappeared,

to be replaced by a double finger

like a parakeet intertwined snake.

You see, you brought the image of a woman coupled with your desire.

But if there's no outlet, you can come more desperate, nor dangerous.

In general, Coulan Cours memoirs,

he describes how Napoleon would complete the meme himself to get what he wanted.

You know, he had no shame.

He would control Flacco Live, seduce you.

And when you're given him what he wanted,

he'd come to you to forget you and get on with his life.

It would be as if he'd become freed from a great burden.

Clearly, Napoleon's ambitions were greater than mine.

But with Anna Buschachu, I have never been free of the burden.

I love her. I'm obsessed with her.

You know, she's the only woman who I could truly say I would die for.

Oh, do you feel that way about your wife, Marius?

Certainly not.

Ah.

But like Napoleon, I will go to any lengths.

I will humbly accept for certain things.

Does that mean you've still, from the wise hand,

that was you as a bookie, the splurge, and the occasional fall?

I just thought! I just thought!

I walk up to her and tell her how much I wanted her.

I wanted her body to kiss her breath.

She would listen.

And I could just barely sense her breath beginning to quicken.

Then she would turn them all the way.

Or her young man would appear on his motorcycle.

I can't believe that you of all people would behave like that, Pavennec.

Of all people, what do you mean?

Don't interrupt him. God.

Go on.

One night late.

I climbed into her room.

I stood above her.

I could have raped her.

Kissed her, killed her.

But I only...

...tunster.

I did my insanity.

I looked for souvenir.

I had the photograph enlarged.

I would stare at it, trying to hate the face of at least growing different.

I was supposed to have one person to have such control over another.

I thought I was a rational human being, a surgeon, respected and mild.

I'd look at the photograph again, or logic would be swept away.

Did you hear what I told them about entering your bedroom that night long ago?

Yes, I heard.

Did you know it before?

What does it matter? What I knew?

No, no, no!

Wait!

Wait!

Wait!

Wait!

Wait!

Wait!

I was going to get the fingers back.

I'm not going to pass on any of them.

No!

A spectacular and dangerous...

...to need to be more strict.

Quiet!

Gentlemen, please go ahead, come stand.

Don't be old.

You're a kid.

It's better. Say yes.

Did I tell you the story, Georgian?

About the writer who was imprisoned in Moscow?

No. You got the right.

Yes. It's about the writer before Pelle Stryker, who was sentenced for some political crime.

It turned out that the man in the next solitary confinement cell was a Yugoslav.

The two of them couldn't see each other, but they put Whisper back and forth.

So one day, the writer asked Yugoslav to teach him a little server creation.

Not what you call a very useful language.

But very beautiful. And this man was a poet.

This is going to be a very long story.

Oh, nonparticularly.

Bokshan is interested.

Oh, come on, come on.

The writer had a piece of chalk.

And each day Yugoslav would teach him ten new words.

And each day he'd write a new words on the walls of his cell.

And gradually he built up a huge vocabulary.

The Yugoslav refused to tell him the same words twice.

So the writer kept careful note of everything he learned.

But besides teaching him a server creation, the Yugoslav also conjured out his own country to the writer.

The beautiful villages, the churches, the mountains, the people.

He described the smell of cinnamon, bread, baking, the flowers and the valleys and the magnificent capital city.

As he was fast, the writer finally began to speak and write in server creation.

And then the Yugoslav died.

But the writer, completely fixated now in Yugoslavia, began to write poetry in his newly learned language.

Poins describing all the things he had been told about.

He was a poet.

As I say, he started to write poetry, good poetry, maybe a great poet.

Certainly, the best writing of his life.

I need a drink.

Niddy finished.

Everything alright?

Fine.

Except an endless story, cast a link book show.

Oh, how's your patient?

Actually recovered.

The lieutenant tells me there's heavy fighting at the university.

There's a rumor that some of the army are doing some of the student's well.

Sorry about this.

So, as I was saying, you would take months to compose a few lines, working 10, 15 hours a day, writing a substantial body of work.

And then one day, years later, he was released from prison.

He could, he managed to go to bed late.

But nothing was as expected.

He wandered the streets, baffled, bemused.

Why?

He'd gone there with his poems, written in a server creation.

The best work of his life.

But people could understand the word, he was saying.

Even when he wrote things down, he just shook their head.

No one could understand him.

So, what language was he speaking?

None.

Apparently.

The Yugoslav had invented the whole thing.

The writer would ask the word for cat.

The Yugoslav would say something like lock and the writer wrote it down.

They had become the only person in the world who could speak and write this completely invented language.

So, was the city made up too?

You mean there isn't a bell grade?

Of course, there is a bell grade.

But it was entirely different from what the writer expected.

The Yugoslav had probably never been to bell grade.

The whole city was an invention.

And in fact, he probably wasn't even a Yugoslav.

God knows what he wanted.

Well, son.

Son of a truce, sorry.

I was totally distressed.

What a waste of time.

A greatest work of his career.

So what?

Nobody could read it.

I thought booksham would be interested.

I mean about writing.

Why bell grade?

Why not here if you're going to make up a story?

But they didn't make it up.

What makes you think...

I'd be interested in that, huh?

I thought you might be.

Oh, God.

Mama Lee, do you?

Well, the soldiers have gone.

They're going to try to get her through to the hospital.

Well, can I have a minute?

Did you enjoy a meal?

Congratulations.

I've never, literally never eaten so well.

Well, you know there's more to come.

Everything goes just to blind.

The fish was extraordinary.

The sausage was excellent.

From the meats.

Well, it was a blind.

You're really pleased to cook to know how much you appreciate her food, man.

Coloring.

By all means.

It's delighted.

Anna, would you ask the lady to come in here

to get a little wish to compliment her?

There.

Now, we can't even hear they're going to fire.

Well, gentlemen.

How are you enjoying my little dinner?

Mmm.

It was fantastic.

You must have been working for weeks.

Excellent.

It was really, really wonderful.

Thank you.

Daniel?

I'm over here.

You're not going to ask me what I think, are you?

He always says, the best you've ever eaten.

I'd like to leave before dessert.

It's all prepared.

He's just at my little dog.

He's all alone.

And he's probably very frightened.

No, I'm sorry, Elena.

It's not possible.

It was a curfew.

It's only two blocks.

I know, but it's a very dangerous place.

Anna will fix up a bed for you.

Your dog will be all right to tomorrow morning.

Daniel, please.

The boy can go with you.

Elena, I said no.

I mean it.

You stay here.

Everyone does.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

The dessert will be with you shortly.

It was a honor to meet you.

Incredible.

And she's completely blind.

How does she manage it?

I mean, how could someone cook like this?

Nothing but the other way.

She combines the she and Ben, she extemporizes.

As such, her taste is extraordinary.

How long has she been blind?

25 years.

She was a cook at the French Embassy.

When she went blind, they retired her.

I found her in a village in the north, cooking simple meals for people who wouldn't care if they had cat food.

And the boy, is that your housekeeper's son?

No, he's laying his grandson.

He looks after him.

Anna Pushkashu has not seen him.

Man has had as many women as you.

Why not?

You just give up on this one.

Give up.

Yes.

Why didn't you just leave her and find someone else?

Because I'm not interested in horrors, my friend.

Are you suggesting that I am?

You seem to have a preference for bought flesh.

Oh, no.

You know nothing about me.

I'm not interested in you.

I'm not interested in you.

I'm not interested in you.

I'm not interested in you.

You know nothing about me.

You think you're the only one capable of passing.

Well, I may be poor, but I can burn for woman just as much as you.

Well, we all have stories.

Tell me, who is this woman you'd burn for?

Maybe I could buy her for you.

Don't mark him, Daniel.

I spend my life trying to get money together.

I steal, I borrow, and maybe I even earn a little.

I go without clothes, without heat, just to save some.

She doesn't even like me.

And I reach out to touch her hand.

She pulls us away.

She scorns the gifts I bring, but she keeps them.

She humiliates me.

She makes me lie down on the patio, even in the cold.

She makes me lie down on my back as she stands over me.

I've never told anyone this before.

I'm curious.

And you know what she does?

She urinates on me.

Oh, no.

I love so she peace.

I just lie there.

I don't make a sound.

And then I go back home.

And I steal, and I swing, and I borrow until I can make enough to go back to her again.

Oh, you know.

Why everything else is?

Because we're talking about passion.

I'm listening to Pavellini's grand story.

But what I do, that is passion as well.

A little sorted, perhaps, but not love exactly.

And yours is, love, is it?

I let someone piss on me.

So what?

Does that make you any better?

In fact, why should we believe you?

A woman comes in and out, and you claim to have destroyed her.

Why should we believe you?

This might all be some fantasy of yours.

Some sick kind of craziness.

Is it true, Daniel?

Is this just a story we're telling to our muses?

Oh, damn.

I've blown a transformer somewhere.

We'd have some light in a minute.

Leon?

Yes.

Oh, good.

Thank you, man.

Daniel, you're very loud.

Look, keep it up.

Please, stop it.

I had to have her if guile-pleading desperation didn't work.

And there has to be other ways.

Daniel.

Wait.

Daniel, look at this!

Daniel, look at this!

Hey, look at this!

Look at this!

Watch this!

Come on!

Daniel, he'll earn his gun.

No.

Don't stop!

Don't stop!

Don't stop!

Don't stop!

Get away so side.

What?

Open the door.

Daniel?

What is it?

What's happening?

What's happening?

What's happening?

Where is she?

I cannot carry her.

I can't with you.

Doesn't look for any safe in here.

Doesn't look for any safe in here, does it?

Don't move!

Don't move!

You have to stop!

You have to stop!

You have to stop!

Chica, no!

Chica, no!

Chica, no!

Chica, no!

Chica, no!

Chica, no!

Chica, no!

Chica, no!

Chica, no!

Chica, no!

Chica, no!

Chica, no!

Chica, no!

Chica, no!

Here they come.

Look, Captain, they have the mattress on the boiler room.

Anna, some sheets and a pillow.

Right, I need a little extra.

Why did you let her out of the asylum?

Out of the asylum!

She's going to die.

She won't die in pain.

Anna...

Oh, God!

There's nothing more I can do.

There must be something to do with something!

Do you think I'd help her if I could?

I don't know.

I didn't you watch her.

Because I was in the dining room with you.

I don't know, don't you sturber?

When you make it worse, shouldn't we take it to the hospital?

Why?

How would the ambulance get you?

They just shove her in a cold room anyway.

Let's need her here to die in peace.

Please.

Let's need her here to die in peace, please.

You're going on?

It's Elena's very last dinner.

She would want us to celebrate her life at Marring Her Skills.

Besides, my friends here are still interested in your story.

Would you like to tell them?

The past is nothing to me.

We had a bargain. I fulfilled my part.

And I haven't.

You've done what I asked you to do.

So, as you're rather brutally demonstrated,

you were finally able to have your way with this woman.

What made her change her mind?

Haven't you heard enough?

I make a strip for you, and you still aren't satisfied.

Just pure it.

What do you have to do to get her?

How low did you have to go?

I'm not going to be able to do it.

I'm not going to be able to do it.

How low did you have to go?

I had her fired from her teaching job.

Oh, God.

It's disgusting.

You said about ruin your life, and for what?

Somebody decoloured her.

I wanted her.

Did any consequences mean anything to you?

You tried to destroy a human being with all the compassion you give to nibbling and no doubt.

I think...

You must be truly evil.

Perhaps.

When did it change, I wonder?

I mean, we were all good, decent ones.

When did Marius become a man who has a whore, pissed on him, or a bookshan,

become a coward, or a chinkar?

Well, we all grew up with chinkar.

Their chinkar, sweet, funny, nice.

I have treated men who were interrogated by chinkar.

Internal scars from electric probes in their bowels.

Their testicles crushed.

Their brains flushed from their bodies.

The chinkar called himself good to you.

I can't imagine what satanic deal you finally did with this woman.

But if you're trying to justify it...

Only people are still believing their own decency, just if I...

I simply describe.

Now, gentlemen, if you care to come with me, I'll show you the nature of my final argument.

Would you be as quiet as possible in this room?

Who you see?

His name is Roberto Constantin.

He's, uh, Anna's fiancee.

If you come to me, I'll give you money.

Everything I had, everything.

I went in to fit with your Roberto, leave you free to see it, make love to him.

Just be with me.

Can he speak?

Or not him or.

I don't know if it's his disability, or he just can't speak or refuses to speak.

But, you know, he's also paralyzed from the net down.

What's he doing here?

Well, he keeps here.

Roberto's been here for years.

I despise you.

I feel nothing but you.

I despise you.

I feel nothing for you.

I despise you.

What happened to him?

What are you doing here?

I was just sharing the Roberto.

How can I possibly explain your life unless they see Roberto?

You said you wouldn't bother him.

It was part of our agreement.

Get out.

We're just leaving.

It's me.

Anyone there?

Shit.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

It's me.

Anyone there?

Shit.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Shit.

Cheek up our party rooms.

Everything.

Wow, Marius.

How are the books, bookshines?

Wow.

Look at that, say.

19 years.

I get an answer, bring some food back.

Give the man a glass of water.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, please.

Yes.

I just popped in for a few minutes.

It's a busy night you can imagine.

Because it's gonna fire all over the city.

A few violators, looters.

We'll all be able to buy tomorrow a weekend with the worst.

Food's on its way.

Oh, my God.

Daniel.

Well, now this is excellent.

Excellent.

Not tomorrow.

But are you going to find tomorrow?

Burning buildings.

Dead bodies.

What?

How can we ever know my friend?

The future's uncertain, even in the most peaceful times.

I don't get it this way.

It takes the light of the sun, eight minutes to reach the earth.

So even if the sun were to blink out this very instant,

I'd have eight minutes of further life before everything changed forever.

Certain death.

And eight minutes before you know about it.

Do you know, Chinker, you said this very same words to me years ago.

Really?

Well, we all start repeating ourselves eventually.

Before I was married, to remember my wife, well,

fiance she then was.

She couldn't make up her mind about two hats.

And Chinker came striding to the shop and we asked him to help her make up her mind.

And he bought both hats for her.

Remember?

Well, there's with the days when women wore hats.

Then you took us to this place, your club for dinner?

In my god, the Rinegoat.

We had a private booth.

Excellent bill, I mean, not like tonight, you know.

Good, and then suddenly the curtains partied and their dance floor was a sort of show.

The people and the man, just a thorn.

He was whipping her, gnashing her, red wheels on her body and Arab music playing.

And you spoke about taking eight minutes for the sun to reach us.

Well, that was delicious.

Try some of this shutter world.

No, no, no, no, really, I have to run.

No, no, but you haven't told us anything about what was going on.

The grave diggers will be busy tomorrow.

Have you killed anyone?

Tonight, have you?

Well, I believe it's my turn next.

Maybe I'll take you all to the old Rinegoat, they?

These reunions are excellent.

They remind us that we each have two lives.

Those we had when we were young and our present ones.

And we should never let the latter interfere with the former.

Thank you, Dad, you're my friends.

You know, in spite of the bellies and the balding and the graying heads,

I think we still look like the children we used to be.

Good night.

Good night.

And take care.

He's quite cheerful for a torture.

How can we say that about a man who he's supposed to be your friend?

I know, but I've treated some of his victims.

Anyway, there's the other chimpanzee in my friend.

The one he used to be.

Yeah, Patroamin.

The begun shots from the roof of this house. Do you have any identification?

I'm Dr. Daniel Perverne. There are no weapons in this house.

It's my business.

Identification?

What's your name, young man?

I've shot many men tonight. Another would mean nothing.

Yeah.

Search these men for weapons.

Be careful, be careful.

Put you on the way there.

Search the house.

Get out of this is my house.

Search the house.

If you find anyone, please.

Wait, listen in for it upstairs.

Can he walk?

He's completely paralyzed. He hasn't moved for years.

Have that one show you upstairs. Search her too.

Where can I go?

Stay here until I give you permission to leave. Sit down over there.

Sean, name, young man.

What's your name?

You're frightened of giving it to me.

Silence, no talking.

Daniel, Liz Dood just what he says.

No, no, no. You murdered this damn mother of the real bully, the boy.

Get out of here.

Silence, no talk.

Where's H. De Wysha?

That's the door.

No, no, no.

You're here. You're here to have a shower.

Bokshan, what's going on here?

This captain here has assaulted our host, Dr. Pavanik, and now he's threatening this little boy.

Come, father, report him coming from the roof of this house, my men are checking.

Your father, doctor?

Dr. Pavanik.

We have several wounded men.

We can't get through to the hospital.

I'd like to have my men X bring some of the wounded inside.

I'd like to know this young man's name, you know.

My name is Captain Yorgu, and I have been doing my job.

I remember being fired up from the roof.

Not from this roof.

I think it'll better leave now.

I won't forget this.

There's a great deal of danger about tonight. You must be more careful.

Yorgu, go ahead.

Go.

You know what we need?

Dr. Pavanik.

The wounded man. May I have them brought here?

Yes, certainly, but if that young man's one of them, I may forget my hypocritical.

This is an eye to a great change, doctor.

The captain is eager to defend our government.

For our reports that some of the army are changing sides.

Reports?

World room, as although with Chinker on its side, I can't see the government falling.

Your friend with Chinker?

Well, and acquaintance, we were at school together, you see.

He's a little disciplinary, and for my days.

Be careful of him, doctor.

There's many enemies.

He's not like the rest of us. No loyalty, except his own.

The wounded will be here in two or three minutes.

Thank you.

Here, Moxel.

Quiet it, you're not joking.

We could have our coffee now.

Coffee.

Ah.

Ah, what's this? Look at this.

Look.

Did the soldiers touch the gutter?

No.

They touch you?

Yes.

Were you offended?

Why should I be? I have no rights over my body.

I'll serve the cake, thank you.

That's me.

Excuse me.

Tell us, what happened to that man upstairs?

Tell me, Marius.

Have you ever been horsewipped by a woman?

What about spanking?

Are you mocking me again?

No, no, I'm just curious.

I mean, I would like to experience everything but human beings are called sexual.

I mean, I listen to you, tell me about being pissed on by a horn.

How disgusting.

But part of me would just be curious to know what it feels like.

Well, I can give you an address if you like.

Oh, thank you.

Right.

Moxel.

I can't.

Diabetes.

Ah, sorry.

I do okay.

You can't talk to me.

Is there hand, yes, or rather with a ping pong bat, but not with a whip?

How bizarre.

Tell me, ping pong bat.

What color was it?

Red, I think.

I didn't really see much of it.

You liked it?

I liked it.

No, but there was a curious kind of gratification.

What a stupid conversation.

Stop it, both of you.

Boy.

No, no, no.

Ah, medicine is like the priesthood.

It's a vocation that cannot easily be set aside.

Okay.

Take him through into the pool.

Right, take him through.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

When it became clear that he would live, he also became clear.

He would never move again.

And if she visited the hospital every day, she never spoke to me.

But he could even speak with difficulty.

Lying there for months, he began to disintegrate.

He needed attention, stimulation, care.

You all know how the system works.

You should have the bride and the kitchen staff in the hospital

to get around after we put the pay off the matron to leave.

I've cleaned his sheets.

Four months wages for you to buy a tape recorder.

Very good.

Listen to music.

She held out for months.

Nursing him and visiting ours, taking the most menial jobs,

months, watching him slip away his slide into the silence of an neglect,

malnutrition, hopelessness.

The state has other duties.

They did not seek to kill him, but they could not give him cause to live.

Oh, doctor.

What can I do for you?

You said you could help her about them.

Help him?

In what way?

Get him out of here. Find some way for him to be with me.

That was a long time ago.

I'm not sure I can help him now.

You said you could help him.

There must be some way.

I'm ready. I'm ready to do anything.

Please?

I've been here all for me to be.

No. It's too late.

Too late.

Stay.

Stabber.

Check your clothes off.

Check your clothes off.

Come on.

Stabber.

Everything.

Martha, would you come in here?

Tell me.

What do you think of this girl?

She looks very healthy.

Turn around.

Anything else?

No. She seems all right.

Should I see something else?

Don't you find her beautiful?

Yes, certainly.

Very beautiful.

Thank you, Martha. That'll be all.

And you had her there and there?

No. I made a deal there.

And as you have it there, a deal.

I would look out to her for your sake, keeping it in my house,

and return for which her body belonged to me.

I hardly knew her.

I didn't even like her very much.

But I loved her passionately. She became mine.

What did she?

Indeed, or did she?

Do you still love her?

Ah, give the soldier something to drink. Use these glasses.

I love her more as each year passes.

Yet she's given me nothing.

Nothing but her body and her duty.

A silver hunger grows.

Oh, gentlemen, let's have one last cure before the evening ends.

Go into the library. I'll join you in a moment.

What's your pleasure, Martha?

Say good.

Be an hour!

Obsessions like that aren't so unusual.

I still think of my wife 20 times a day.

I was betrayed by her.

I despise her.

But she still bears her whole in my brain every day.

There's no comparison.

Conveinix behaviors are polling. It's disgusting.

Don't think. He doesn't know that.

Oh, no, Cap. He doesn't.

I hate myself for my obsession. I disgust myself.

But it doesn't matter. Don't you see?

Because I know who I am.

What I am.

Suffrage, small-minded. A pervert if you like.

But I also know that whatever the humiliation,

if I had my life again, I would do exactly the same thing.

Georgie, you do never think of your wife obsessively.

I've got to hurt it.

Tell me the obsession. It disrupts people's lives.

When I lost my wife, I thought my life was over.

But grief, fades, you recover.

I love my wife passionately, but it's over now.

Was she buried here? I don't remember a few more.

No, I buried her in the mountains near where she fell.

It's a pretty cemetery.

Most of the graves are very old.

I take a flower, I once a year.

And how did she die?

She fell. Her head hit a tree trunk.

Well, she lived in a coma for three days,

but then the doctors turned off the switches.

And you buried her in the mountains?

In a little cemetery by the forest.

Why are you lying, Booksham?

I don't know what you mean.

Your wife isn't dead.

She lives as you well know in Timiswara.

I met her six months ago. We had dinner together.

She's still a very beautiful woman.

She asked about you. I told you were well,

but some of your friends worried about you.

She's dead to me.

Dead for years.

Dead.

You've been lying all this time.

You had a wife who loved you.

You broke her heart and yours as well.

You're so lucky darling.

It's a wonderful evening.

No, no, no, no.

What is the weather?

The weather.

The weather.

Oh, you're my boy.

Do you?

Oh, you're my boy.

Oh, you're my boy.

Oh, you're my boy.

Oh, you're my boy.

Oh, you're my boy.

Oh, you're my boy.

Oh, you're my boy.

Oh, you're my boy.

Oh, you're my boy.

What?

What?

Are you alright?

Alright, let me and I'll call up with you in a minute.

I'll get somere her.

You're�.

If you don't wake me up man ...

I'll get ready with what?

Get down.

Get down.

I'm sorry.

Burgundy, dresser, dresser, dresser.

Sorry.

I saw her.

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so one like to rank too much heaven to you I went in search of

cloud

Like this.

That's it, Fite.

Dinner time.

You inert bifouled a bai!

I'll eat the pinnacle at the unmanned bed.

You can tell me.

No, I've done.

This was a mistake.

I like him, Georgia.

I love him.

Lifetime of Georgia's lovemaking.

He'll get better.

Now you know how a few things to teach him.

Oh.

Ha, ha, ha.

Oh.

Ha, ha, ha.

When she came home, I hit her.

She didn't cry.

I did.

And then I ordered her out of the house.

But you loved her?

I didn't kill her.

Well, you think what?

I should have taken her back into my bed.

And I'd be sorry I didn't beat her.

But you never even talked about him.

Well, she tried to see me many times, but I refused.

Eventually she left the city.

Well, to me, she was dead.

I began to tell everybody that she was dead.

I thought we were having it.

Well, I came to tell you, Georgia.

I've always known your wife was dead.

But that I didn't care.

Because you weren't the only one.

How do you mean?

My wife had an affair with him, too.

Unlike you, I forgave her.

He wasn't the only one.

I forgave them all, giving the choice of being with her

or losing her.

I had to be with her whatever the price.

I'm probably like Marius.

It was almost as if I wanted the humiliation.

She left in the end.

With me begging her to stay.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, my God.

Come on.

It's Chinka.

Bring it here.

Chinka.

Chinka, is that?

Chinka, is that?

Chinka, is that?

Chinka is dead.

My wife's Chinka is dead.

We saw him shot.

Right outside.

It can't be serious.

Oh, it's Chinka, all right?

He's too powerful, too clever.

One of the security attorney changes this over there.

That's no reason to destroy his health.

Poor Chinka.

Poor Chinka was beating somebody since us.

Time.

Tell me, bookshan.

Why don't you desert your wife?

No, you tell me something.

Did Anna push Kashiu ever love you?

I asked first.

But I refused to answer.

I'll tell you if you tell me.

You first.

Well, you might find this hard to believe, but I loved her.

Not just desire, but love.

I'll catch her on the stairs and strip her.

Find her making beds and take her in the garden in my bedroom.

I loved her.

The rate, I mean.

No, that was our bargain.

Her own free will.

Ridiculous.

It's slavery. It's not free will.

You exploit her. You abuse her.

You call it free will. It's pathetic.

She consented.

Which she kissed you?

Only if I ordered her.

There were no restrictions.

Well, she wouldn't have my children.

And I couldn't touch her in Roberta's room.

I could order her outside, but not in front of him.

You know she used to.

Read to him for hours every day.

And I'd stand on the doorway and watch as she washed and petted and sproaked him.

I've listened to her. She read him and toast to her.

I'll bow to her.

I couldn't stand it any longer.

Come here.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

You see?

I had everything.

At the same time, I had nothing.

Maybe you had a punishment.

Punishment for what?

That's your little song, Carl.

A world made up of punishment and reward, virtue and advice.

Although, years ago, I saw her waiting in the park.

And ever since then, she's been like a bright light in my brain.

Call it murder if you'd actually killed me.

She filled my brain with her own image.

She drove me out.

I had to possess her to resurrect myself.

I had to defeat her to save my own life.

You really think that you defeated her.

Why did you desert your wife?

Because she was your mistress.

One night.

It was all over.

It was all over.

It was all over.

It was all over.

It was all over.

You know you have a son.

He's no son of mine.

You claim him as your own bastard.

He's not mine.

He can't be my more than two months.

I have seen him.

He looks like you.

He wants to know you.

He wants to know why you abandoned him.

What are you going to tell him?

You tell him his mother's a whore.

You wouldn't believe me.

You know she's remarried again.

A chemist.

Very happy. She adores him.

You could have had all that, you know.

Family, contentment, children.

All for one simple act of forgiveness.

Stop it!

One of the men is dying.

The Colonel wants you to see him.

See, this is all I've ever wanted.

For my wife, for the mother of my children.

She was never yours.

But she's all I got.

And I've taken again.

And again. And again. You want to see it?

Leave her alone.

Leave her alone before I hit you.

Luckily, Marlester's crew was after all, does he?

You know what?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Can you speak?

Can you...

Thank your eyes.

Can you hear me?

Tell me about Pavehneak.

You think I'm a friend of his.

Believe me, he ruined me as much as he ruined you.

You know their lovers.

Hmm?

He takes her all over the house,

right outside your door.

Anytime.

Isn't that make you want to kill him?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Isn't that make you want to kill him?

Hmm?

He loves her.

Come on, come on, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I put it there.

His Pavehneak story, too.

Why is he telling us?

Don't you want revenge?

Ask him about his son.

His son.

Ask him.

Marius, could I possibly...

Do you want a light?

You okay?

You okay?

Well...

I...

I've just been talking to an abushing costume.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I've just been talking to an abushing costume.

Oh.

What did she tell you?

She told me to ask you about your son.

What about my son?

She told me to ask you about your son.

Well, it wasn't truly a son.

It was a male fetus.

She told me I was the father.

Did she miss her?

No, I performed on a Porsche.

I ripped my son out of her.

Out of agreement was no children.

I begged her to have a child, but she would only agree

if I allowed her and her a bird to leave,

without money to live on an end to our agreement.

But as much as I wanted a child, I wanted her more.

Was it alive?

For a while, you know. How long did it live?

Nearly an hour.

It wasn't in pain.

I watched him.

He was my son.

I touched his soul of his foot.

So tiny.

Then after a while, he died.

He destroyed her life.

And your sons. And your own.

Yes, by choice.

You destroyed yours by stupidity.

What about Roberto, that poor, wrecked upstairs?

Lucky accident.

What an incredibly lucky.

But it's the just thing Daniel caused the accident.

Well, you don't think he's capable?

Don't think he did it.

Ask him.

Yes, I ran him down.

Never told anyone that before.

He had him. Left his body lying on the road.

You see, I was willing to commit murder to gain her.

The doctor's a liar.

I'm one of the damn.

One of the fools had valued something more than his own soul.

For the moment I touched, and a push-clash was ankle.

I was damned.

I can't believe you're in the morgue.

Don't shot, sir, from this house.

No, here. No.

We must search the house again.

No, with the web. You will not search this house.

There are no guns in this house.

There were shots. I was there on the street once.

Call the ambulance.

The police are in the house.

They're in the house.

They're in the house.

They're in the house.

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They're in the house.

They're in the house.

Oh!

The police are in the house.

Take them away.

The police are in the house.

They're in the house.

They're in the house.

They're in the house.

They're in the house.

Gentlemen, I got an arm at the car.

I ready to escort you to your home.

Is it over?

It's quiet now.

Well...

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