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Please! Take me with you!

Hey! Take me!

Hey!

Lift up the ramp.

Do not leave me here, dad!

Save yourself, Gwynplaine!

You can't come with us. Your presence would cause us trouble.

But I'll be back. I promise!

Please dad, don't leave me here!

You will survive! And I will find you!

You are a part of me.

Hello there!

Open the door!

Help us!

Don't die! Please don't die!

Be quiet damn wolf!

What are you doing there? Have no place to go?

Oh, not everyone can be happy. Keep walking, you will find another village.

There you'll find better accommodations. - I'm just coming back from there.

No one helped me. - Oh, but listen to this...

there great Christian charity.

Well, come inside. Come on. It's cold.

Come on!

What are you hiding there?

Ah, great, that was missing.

Where is she from? - Not far from here.

Her mother died from cold.

Died? At least she's happy.

Hmm ...

The snow made her blind.

For her is always night.

Dea. Let's call her Dea.

What about you, what's your name?

Gwynplaine. - Gwynplaine?

Who did this to you?

The Doctor.

Monsieur Jean ... Pablo.

Is the Doctor Hardquanonne?

The head of the "comprachicos"?

You don't remember anything, do you? - No.

Not even your parents?

What have they done to me?

Have you never seen it?

Your face looks like one from a Gargoyle.

But don't worry. It doesn't make you less human.

rheumatism, insomnia, tuberculosis ...

Every evil has its cure in a leave,

in a root or or in a herb.

Even leprosy or the plague...

Sir, I see you suffer from gout.

Do you know that there is a tree that could heal you?

You talking about lime tea? He's not gonna understand you.

To those magical words? It has no use!

I see the lady knows herbs as well.

Lime tea but with which kind of flower?

Queen of the meadows? The Queen of the meadows!

This name fits with you.

But against gout is the elderberry flower.

Plants have no secrets with me.

The consultation is free.

But do not forget,

tomorrow at dawn,

will be too late. I will be gone by then.

Do you think it will work here?

I hope so. We need money.

Come on, move!

Hmm .. a cat? No.

And this?

What is it?

You know.

A. .. a wolf?

Almost.

Small, long ...

A fox.

Bravo.

Gwynplaine, he is hungry.

Don't worry, he will be done in a minute.

There is a farm near the village.

Give them this and they will give you six eggs and a bottle of milk.

Can I go? No, it's too dangerous for you.

Go now, run!

DonÕt forget your scarf.

The scarf!

Do you have a cleft lip?

Thank you, ma'am.

Take off the scarf. We want to see your cleft lip.

Did you hear? Take it off.

Take this off! - Stop!

Come on, get him!

Monster! Monster!

Monster! Monster!

Monster! You should not leave the house!

Leave him or I send the wolf! Get out of here, you bastards!

Gwynplaine, Gwynplaine!

Gwynplaine, are you okay?

Are you okay? - Yes, allright.

People are not necessarily bad. Only when they are afraid.

Everything that is different, unusual, scares them.

As you grow older your smile will become more visible.

And people will be more scared of it. And they will reject you.

That's why you have to always wear the scarf.

Understand?

Do you think I never had reason to cry?

However, this one you see now in front of you,

never, never cried.

I cooked a stew.

Don't need to eat the roots. It's only to take off the bitterness.

Mmmm!

Mmmm!

God protects only our souls.

But the well-being of our body is a matter for nature.

Gwymplaine, I'm hungry.

For all evils there are cures. Infusions, potions, inhalations ...

poultices, gargles.

Knowledge passed down from father to son since the time of the druids.

The consultation is free. The price of herbs depends on its rarity.

That having been said,

as a nomad, I know the value of a piece of bacon or half a dozen eggs.

Observe the face of this child.

Look! He was possessed by the devil and he was exorcised.

The devil was cast out of your body with a large explosion.

This laughter was indelibly marked in your face for eternity.

Since then, this boy can fight against the evil eye.

A single strand of his hair is enough to end any big eye.

Five cents for a piece of his hair. Come on, there's enough for everyone.

Raise your hands! Raise your hands!

A ... five cents!

Five cents!

The capital of the kingdom.

If there's people in all those houses it'd take a lifetime to meet them.

But why did we have to come here?

Fame. The success of "The Man Who Laughs".

The country became small for us.

No shame in admitting that.

The most frequented places are those offering a bigger chance of success.

You decide, Gwymplaine.

Let's go!

Come on, speak up! What do you see?

It's ...

It's wonderful!

What is it? - A musician.

He is playing with a saw. A saw to cut trees.

Thank you.

My dear public, the man you are about to see,

is called Gwymplaine.

As a child, Gwymplaine was abducted by "comprachicos".

who mutilated his lips.

He had never seen his face.

From that day on, Gwymplaine decided to hide his face forever ...

in order to not insult the daylight.

It's starting to get full.

On a stormy day ... - More and more people.

the carriage of a Prince got lost in the forest and fell inti a ravine.

Only his daughter, blind, has survived.

Then came the spring.

As she was blind, he was not afraid she could see his face.

For one good thing, another bad one.

They participated in the universal law which is ...

to please oneself ...

to seek oneself...

and to find oneself.

Bravo!

Bravo!

Can you hear it? It worked! It worked. - Yes, it worked.

Go back, they're waiting. Go! Go!

Gwymplaine! One portrait, just one portrait!

Great for him!

You will see, soon he's gonna be overimpressed by this success.

Hi there! I would love to have my neighbors for longer!

What you mean? - I imagine you will be sailing off tomorrow,

But you're coming with us. You are part of the show now.

I can't stay there anymore. I need fresh air.

Come with me. We leave through the back.

Go.

This way.

Thank you.

Are we close to the water?

Yes, it is a river.

The moon is reflecting on it?

Yes.

Must be nice.

It is very ...

very romantic.

It looks so beautiful.

The water shines like a clear mirror.

Gwymplaine.

I'm afraid.

Of what? - Fear of losing you in this city.

There are too many people. Many things that I do not understand.

Do not worry. No one can separate us.

You notice that we don't spend much time together anymore?

Like when we were kids.

That's because ...

we are no longer children.

Sometimes I think on certain things ...

Thoughts that I shouldn't have.

Why?

Thoughts that a brother cannot have for his sister.

But you are not my brother.

And I have these thoughts, too.

You wouldn't have these thoughts if you could see how ugly I am.

Ugly?

What does it mean to be ugly? Hurting is ugly.

And you just make me good.

In our shows ...

when you hear people laughing, they are laughing at me.

Because of my face.

It's disgusting.

You are wrong.

They laugh because you make them laugh.

You also make them feel good.

I can't sleep.

Can I sleep with you?

Hm-hmm.

Dea.

Hm?

What happened between us was not a good idea.

Let's stay as before.

We have always been happy together, no?

There is nothing better in the world than to be with you.

I think so, too.

You know what is most important in the world to me?

You are at the same time my sister and my daughter.

I like to think like that.

Are you sleeping, Ursus?

Like it was easy.

Don't you think we look happy, the three of us together?

I have never been happy in my life. Not even about myself.

I'm only proud of my dry eyes.

I never cried in my life.

Never. Not for me, not for others.

And you are happy, right?

See that no one sees you. Be discreet, try to be smaller than you already are.

Happiness will shine through your ass, then.

What are with these caresses? And also I'm tired.

Looks like a goddess.

It is more than a goddess. It's a duchess.

Attracting the royalty is the first step towards glory.

We should excel ourselves. - What for?

Well, she knows princes, princesses. Even the queen!

The crowned heads have always been the best clients of "comprachicos".

The court loves the monstruous. Be monstruous and you will excel yourself.

In her castle, Dea fell more and more in love with Gwymplaine.

And with Gwymplaine, was the same. He loved her.

They could not live without each other.

Night after night he could be seen wandering along the river.

One night he managed to infiltrate in the palace gardens,

Dea, feeling his presence, left her room and went downstairs.

Gwymplaine!

Finally!

Gwymplaine was for Dea a brother, a friend, a guide.

Where everyone could only see a monster,

she saw an Archangel.

You are so beautiful!

Her blindness could in fact see

his soul.

If you had eyes to see me, you would be scared of my ugliness.

The view is something that hides the truth?

I see nothing, I feel.

How do you dare to provoke the Duchess like this?

Whether to ban the show? And what about that endless kiss?!

They can censor us because of it.

Do whatever you want behind the curtains, but not in front of them.

A lot of things we do in front of the curtains we do because you tell us to.

This has nothing to do with censorship. And also I am the author.

It was the Duchess who provoked me, with her air of contempt over everyone!

The world is like that. There's no point in making a scene.

Go give attention to the public. And let the duchess alone!

Everyone is excited about Gwymplaine ...

but, for me, you were radiant.

They are all talking about the Duchess. - She must be very beautiful, no?

More than that.

So that's why. - How so?

I am blind but I know when you are looking at me.

And you weren't looking at me earlier when I was talking to you.

Dea, I spend my life looking at you.

As soon as I open my eyes you are the first thing I see.

Well, I'm gonna have a walk by the river.

Take this. It will be good for you.

You shouldn't get so attached to Gwymplaine.

Men are hard to be understood.

Especially when they are successful.

It is dangerous to live only by one person.

Happy are those who can be happy only with themselves.

You'll feel better in a minute.

Gwymplaine!

When you were with "comprachicos",

don't you remember seeing a girl

she's about two years.

Redhead with some problem in her eyes.

No.

I don't remember.

Sir.

Someone is waiting for you.

Follow me, please.

Come on in, Gwymplaine.

Because of you I had a wonderful evening.

You made me laugh ...

You touched me ...

and disturbed me.

You were less shy early on the scene.

Had more spark in your eyes.

What do you want from me? - Your smile.

When I look at you ...

I feel inside of me a fingernail scratching a blackboard.

I love it.

I've heard the court loves the monstruous.

It is true. Do you know why? - So they forget themselves?

Not only that.

The uglier the more fascinating.

You fascinate me.

You attract me.

Don't you think I'm disgusting? - On the contrary.

I like you, Gwymplaine.

No man has ever looked at me like you do.

When you look at me I feel pure.

No one can hear us, no one can see us ...

Kiss me.

Kiss me as if I were Dea.

Madame ... I'm glad you enjoyed our show.

I'm yours.

Sorry, Dea.

I could never make you happy. I just can't.

Only you can make me happy.

Maybe not.

What about Sylvain?

I really like him.

But if I can't hear your voice ...

or feel your presence ...

I will have no more reason to live.

The love of a Princess for a monster coming from the obscurity.

In vain the two lovers tried to hide.

But they were discovered ...

and Leviathan was punished.

Gwymplaine.

Because God took from them the small piece of paradise they had,

they could only be together on the other side.

They left behind them a trail of pain.

That's the lesson of this fable.

Life is but a long loss of those we love.

Goodbye, Dea! If I had been rich ...

and noble as you, they would have allowed us to love.

The princes, princesses, the duchess,

can fall in love with their servants.

But what if a servant dares to love someone of a higher class?

You will punished!

The hell of the poor is the paradise of the rich.

What has gotten into you? Want to get us in trouble?

I say only what you taught me!

If what you want is to insult who you feel attracted to, just forget it.

I knew you would come back.

So?

Will you dare to get what you came after?

That's not what I want.

Oh, Gwymplaine. No man has ever made me feel this way.

You are the solution to my boredom.

I will bring you to the Court.

You will present your show to the Queen.

You will be rich in a matter of days.

These fairs will be only a vague memory.

No, ma'am. The court is not a place for me.

I belong here, to these fairs.

I offer you the Court and wealth and you refuse?

Yes.

I offer myself to you and you say no?

Here is where I belong. Your presence here is an insult to poverty.

Go back to your paradise. And please,

don't ever come back.

Ursus?

Gwynplaine?

Who's there?

What do you want?

Where is Gwynplaine?

He left.

Do not hurt Gwynplaine.

Who are you?

I'm just a ...

I'm his father.

You're not his father. - And you are not his sister.

What difference does it make if there's love involved?

You are not welcome here, Doctor Hardquanonne. - Ursus!

I am here because of a promise.

What promise?

Of one day come back for him.

He will never leave us.

He hates you.

I cast his flesh, shaped his spirit.

He is my work, my creation.

My son. - Never! He will never be with you.

He loves Dea and "The Man Who Laughs".

He loves success.

He loves to see the shining eyes of the public.

Especially the eyes from the beautiful duchess.

You also noticed it, didnÕt you?

Ursus!

Hello, Gwynplaine.

It's him!

It's him. He is Dr. Hardquanonne.

The head of the "comprachicos".

He kidnapped my daughter.

Where is my daughter?

Killer!

Where is my daughter?

His victory will be brief, Ursus!

Gwynplaine will lose, just like you.

Gwynplaine!

Think about it again. Let's not waste this chicken with golden eggs.

It's already decided. Right Dea?

Yes, IÕm looking forward to going back to our old life.

Listen to the wind hitting against the trees.

But it's not worth to leave now.

Just when Boucharet started ...

To attract the court?

We have more to do than to entertain the duchess.

Enough, Gwynplaine. Stay with Dea, marry with her.

Have a child with her. Two, three!

To educate them, bathe, put to sleep ...

And they will scream and run around you.

Because our creations are alive!

Think about all of this!

Who among you answers to the name of Gwynplaine?

I am Gwynplaine.

On behalf of Her Majesty the Queen,

please follow me for a hearing in the Supreme Court.

He is my kid. IÕm coming too.

No, sir.

Any attempt to obstruct this will be punished.

Gwymplaine.

Once again I'm leaving you.

Only this time I won't be back.

It is him.

Lord Marquis of Clancharlie ...

I'm Barkilphedro,

your valet.

I served your father.

I saw you being born.

And your father, God rest his soul,

went against the king.

The monarch thought he could make your father surrender by kidnapping you.

You were only two years old.

Your father refused to give in to blackmail...

And the king, in retaliation, sold you to Dr. Hardquanonne ...

so he could make you ...

Gwymplaine.

I lived all my life, Gwymplaine,

surrounded by children.

And I've never got attached to any of them.

With you ...

I always felt there was something...

different.

I will be available to your lordship,

day and night, in order to help you have your kingdom back ...

Excuse me ... Gwymplaine.

The young man you brought here earlier. Where is he?

You can close your business,

Gwymplaine is dead.

Gwymplaine.

Why he had to say those things? Why to be such a rebel? What imprudence!

He was supposed to stay hidden, not to expose himself!

They found him in the end.

He's dead!

He is dead! They killed him!

Gwymplaine, my boy, my son!

My son is dead!

Is your Lordship looking for something?

Yes, the exit.

The exit?

I want to go home, tell my family I'm fine.

We are in the castle Clancharlie.

As the sole heir of the Clancharlie, you are at home.

This is your home.

My name Barkilphedro, I'm your ... - Valet, I know.

Is there any law that forces me to accept this heritage?

Hmm .. no.

So I rather go back to my old life. - I respect your choice ...

but I'm not sure you ...

really understand what you are about to give up to.

Come and see.

All this is yours.

The vineyards, but also the hills back there.

From the river to the border with the kingdom,

everything belongs to you.

Castles, forests, farms and villages included.

And all this is mine? - Yes, it is.

And the title and privileges.

What do I do with all this?

Whatever pleases your lordship.

No. My place is on the stage next to mine.

You are not only rich. You are powerful.

Powerful?

Why powerful?

You have a seat in the parliament.

In the Parliament?

Can I change the laws? - Yes, like any parliamentarian.

I must have a carriage too. - Indeed, several.

Wanna know the exact number? - No.

I want you to prepare me one.

I will get Ursus and Dea at the fair.

They need to know that.

I'm not sure here would be the place for such people.

They are my family.

I will never leave them.

I'm gonna get them. - It's not possible.

Not possible?

I have the power to change the laws ...

but not to leave my own house.

But you can't leave. The Queen is coming tonight with all the court.

You have to get ready for her.

The Queen comes to visit me?

Of course.

And if you want to take your seat at the Parliament,

before you must officially receive your title.

And when is the next session? - In a few days.

If we send a carriage to your friends ...

they could attend to the reception tonight.

Very good!

I'm counting on you, Barkilphedro.

I am here to serve your Lordship.

Sylvain is there.

Good morning, Sylvain. Morning.

Can you play a bit?

Yes.

More.

Wherever he is right now,

he is living like a prince.

He's waiting for me next to a marble staircase.

Dea, Gwymplaine will always be in your heart, as well in mine.

But he didn't turn into a prince.

He is not waiting for you in a castle, nor he's coming with a carriage.

Sir Ursus and Madam Dea,

The Marquis de Clancharlie, known to you as Gwymplaine,

invites you to join him in his Castle Clancharlie.

A carriage is waiting at the entrance of the fair.

Your mother. My mother?

Is she still ... - No, she died giving birth ...

when the Lord came into the world.

She looks sad.

Your father! Member of Parliament!

A painting of you shortly before the kidnapping.

If memory serves me, the painter almost went crazy,

because it was hard to make you stand still.

So, how is the castle? - If that's the one...

looks wonderful.

It is almost as great as the palace of the Queen.

Must be immense, as in fairy tales.

There will be guards in uniform, with flags all the way.

It's exactly like that.

I saw it in my dreams.

It looks just like your dreams.

Look at me.

And the queen? I introduce myself to her?

The Queen has just informed that state affairs have retained her in the palace.

Ah ...

What a pity.

I had so much to tell her.

I was gonna tell her about all the misery I saw in the kingdom.

I'm sure she has no idea.

With your permission, your Honor.

I will go to my room.

Your Lordship the Marquis of Clancharlie.

How ugly!

Is the scarf covering his mouth?

No, his face is uncovered.

Looks like the ass of a monkey.

Unclean! Repulsive. Abject.

I think it's horrible.

I miss you so much! I have so much to tell you!

IÕm a Marquis now! Can you imagine that!

Come with us. Do not stay here with these people.

They pretend to respect you. - You are wrong.

They are sufficiently educated to accept me as I am.

You're the blind one.

They are sufficiently educated to hide what they really think.

Inside they all think the same as our public. Even worst.

The duchess has just arrived and wants to see you.

You should come see her.

Here my title gives me the right to show my face.

In the Court or in the Parliament.

My son,

you bit the golden fruit. You'll end up spitting ashes.

So, my cousin? It seems that now we are cousins.

Should we follow the protocol?

I enjoyed "The Man Who Laughs" in the fair. I really did.

Girl, you look like what all women want to see on the other side of the mirror.

The image of purity.

I'm sorry to have to take him ...

but royal life is filled with tedious obligations.

Come, my cousin. It's time for the toast.

To fate, that gave me back my title, my family, and my possessions.

To my father, who always trusted me. In all circumstances.

To my cousin, who we missed so much. Finally he is with his real family.

You are so beautiful.

As much as Dea?

It's not the same thing. - I know.

Dea is pure and intact.

She is beautiful like an angel.

Untouchable.

I am beautiful like a woman.

A woman you want.

You want to touch, you want to caress.

Gwymplaine ... we were made for each other.

The monster that you are outside, I am inside.

I was looking for you.

We wait our driver to take us back home.

Ah!

The Marquis finally escaped from his obligations.

And he is resting now.

If you wish to go and meet him ...

Oh no! Only Dea is requested by your lordship.

For now.

You can go.

Walk a few steps ahead.

The Marquis, or rather Gwymplaine will be waiting for you.

Just behind the bed.

Oh, Gwymplaine ...

I love you.

Say it again!

I love you!

Hey, guys! Look at what we got here!

Stop! Are you looking for the exit?

Yes! - Then follow me.

Follow me, milady. Come, come on.

Come, come ...

No, no, here, here ... This way.

Over here! Just do not lose anything.

Let's have some fun. Let's dance.

Let her go! Stop it!

I will smash your heads! Cowards!

It's with the weak that the mean show his worst side.

Come, Dea.

Cowards!

Even when we don't see you you are present anyway, Barkilphedro.

Something I have in common with the ghosts.

Or with the rats. - Do not be so severe, Lady Duchess.

We have common interests.

Common interests?

If Gwymplaine renounce to his title you lose your yours of chamberlain.

If he leaves you will be nothing.

This is your interest. What would be mine, in your opinion?

I noticed lady feels something ... different for your cousin.

You may not like very much to see him back with the young Dea.

I do not need you, Barkilphedro.

And I never asked you to serve me this young lady's head on a tray.

I would offer you her soul.

But I wasn't asked to.

Your servility disgusts me.

I don't want to harm Gwymplaine.

His fate now no longer interests me.

I received this from the coachman who drove the artists.

He was told to deliver it to the Marquis.

Gwymplaine,

I know you have to do what your heart says.

We will wait as long as it on Thursday.

I know you will come back.

I know that your tenderness, your trust and your love

are the most important parts of the fortune you will always have.

Ursus and Dea.

Give a good money to this driver ...

and tell him that his duty was accomplished.

Hey!

No one disturbs the Marquis.

I hope that Your Lordship slept well.

I wish you a great day.

Your breakfast will be served in a minute.

Take it as you get ready for the day as there are several hearings scheduled.

Are Ursus and Dea comfortable?

Oh, your lordship did not know?

They returned last night. Despite of our insistence.

It was my fault, I should have taken care of them myself.

Well, IÕm going to see them.

Ursus left you a letter.

ÒGwymplaine,

We don't belong to the same world anymore.

Each must live in his.

You found your destiny, and we must follow ours.

I prefer to be among artists than with the royalty..

Dea can not compete with a duchess.

Let's leave it like this, it will be better.

Be happy if you can. And forget us.Ó

It's not possible. I'm going to talk to them.

They will understand.

They left the city this morning.

No one knows where to.

I'm sorry your lordship.

Thank you, my cousin, for this deliciously melancholy concert.

My cousin, I need to talk to you.

Unfortunately I do not have time to hear it.

Last night you had time.

Last night I wanted everyone to know how abject I am.

Today they all know.

I know you loved me... in your own way.

I can have the man I want.

The most beautiful, the most brilliant.

But a man grotesque and ridiculous

a disgraceful man,

was great.

Do not forget that I am just like you.

Better, you are my mirror.

If my soul could talk it will laugh.

Now I see your true face.

And I love as you are, anyway.

Do you love me?

Your laughter is sadder than mine.

Gwymplaine.

The Marquis de Clancharlie.

Your Majesty ...

members of the parliament.

I am the Marquis of Clancharlie.

But my real name is a name from the poor:

Gwymplaine.

Some of you knew my father.

I've never met him.

I am a miserable, made from a great man,

by a king for his work and grace.

But my heart is not here.

But I felt I need to address myself to you.

Why?

To warn you.

Gentlemen, I'm here to tell you the latest news!

The human race exists!

Lower the look. Look around you, beneath you.

You are marching on thousands of heads.

Observe the laws you create.

Yes, people are terrible.

There is unemployment everywhere.

We want grimace, not speeches.

Minstrel! Shaker!

Clown! Get out of there!

Idiot!

Laugh, yes laugh louder!

I've already suffered all contempt one could.

I grew up in the poverty. And shivered in the winter.

The hunger, I had a taste of it.

I drank the shame.

And I will vomit it on you.

Enough Sir Clancharlie!

Stop immediately with this, unworthy of a gentleman.

Honor your position!

Majesty!

What they have done to my face,

you do with people.

They are mutilated.

You deformed their rights,

their justice, their truth, and reason and intelligence.

As I am deformed because my mouth.

Look at me.

I am the people.

Take care, Your Majesty!

The real lord will come knocking at the door.

Clown!

Laugh as much as you can, gentlemen!

One day you won't be masters anymore.

No more kingdom!

No more unequality.

No more ignorance!

And courtisans, and ballet, and the king!

Only freemen and the light!

Go back to your cage!

And you go back to your wealth!

To your indigestion!

One day we'll eat your guts!

We will eviscerate you. With our teeth we will rip your hearts off.

My dear.

My child.

If you could leave behind an illness the same way we leave a city ...

you could hear the breeze knocking on the trees.

Unfortunately Gwymplaine left.

And here you are. Laying in the arms of death.

Calm down. Everything is gonna be fine.

Gwymplaine?

Oh, Gwymplaine ...

Forgive me, Dea.

We are together.

All evil is over.

No need to be afraid anymore.

Oh, Gwymplaine ...

My love.

What's wrong? - Nothing is wrong.

I felt a blow, a blow of happiness.

I felt something pounding in my chest.

What's wrong with you?

She took arsenic.

There is nothing else to do.

I will die, Gwymplaine.

You can not die.

You're all I have, Dea.

It's too late.

How difficult it is to be happy.

Remember when we were kids?

And we slept under the bearskin?

I need to say it again: I love you, Gwymplaine.

Do not forget my voice.

Take me to the river.

It was there where we first kissed.

It was like we would stay together forever.

What a beautiful life we had.

I would like to have lived longer.

Gwymplaine!

Will you remember me?

I will need it when I will be dead.

Do not let me waiting for you too long, Gwymplaine.

Kiss me one more time.

The light!

I can see it ...

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