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I ask myself...are the leaves newly coloured by the summer sun?

Or are they the same ones as when I left?

I know every leaf that fell in the Autumn...

...fell like pieces of my life.

I don't know how much time has passed since I left the house.

And I don't know why my husband sent me away.

Years...

Your husband claimed he wanted you to get better.

He insisted that I come and take you to the clinic.

I know this won't be easy... You must follow through.

Everything will go the way you and I planned.

Everything will go as he and I planned...

Everything conforms to our desires.

May luck be with us...

and if we are good and have faith in God...

Then heaven will accept us. Heaven! What is the point?

And where is Hell?

Who...really knows what evil is?

And who truly can judge?

Where does the day end...

And where does the night begin?

When does pride start and self-esteem end?

What is sin?

We're almost there...

Don't forget the medication... like we discussed at the clinic.

If you need me, have Wanda contact me.

Madam! Madam Martine!

Madam Martine has arrived!

Good day to you, Madam Martine! Have you had a good trip?

We are very happy that you are here.

This is your house and here we will live and be happy forever.

Let me show you around like father showed my mother.

They were so happy here until they died.

I love you, Armando. Don't ever stop loving me. Never.

Never... Never.

What are you doing there?

I was waiting for you. Where have you been?

- What do you care? - God, what's happening to you?

Why are you never home?

And when you are here I don't feel close to you.

Mrs Martine, what a pleasure to have you here. We missed you.

You've been gone for so long!

Goodbye, doctor.

Next week you'll come and see me. Yes?

No one has disturbed your room.

Everything is still the same.

How nice. Thank you, Wanda.

Isn't my husband here?

No...no ma'am. He went with a young man. A recent, close friend.

Who is he?

I don't know him at all, ma'am. Your husband calls him Flore.

Although he seems to be a distinguished young man.

By his appearance and his manner he seems to me not to be a good person.

I don't know what's happening to the Marquis, ma'am.

But since you left, he's been frequenting people I don't like.

- Did you see me? - And?

It's not the first time you saw me naked.

Are you shocked to see me with a man?

But look. Doesn't he have a perfect body?

Wouldn't you like to caress him?

Wouldn't you like to have sex with a perfect stranger?

Martine! Martine!

He has a perfect mouth...

His sex invites me to unknown places!

Oh, Armando!

Hey wait.

Wait!

Don't hide! Don't play with my feelings, darling.

Flore!

Hey, Flore! Wait for me!

Wait. Don't hide! You can't get away!

Wait...please.

Flore! Wait for me! Don't do this to me darling.

Don't run so fast.

You can't catch me!

You can't catch me!

Stop running.

I can't take anymore.

Armando!

There's a woman in the middle of the road!

Oh my God!

It's a nun! Why did she pick my land for death?

She's not dead...she's fainted.

What happened to her?

I don't know.

Tis something unusual...

Georges!

She's hurt.

Maybe she was raped. There's blood.

What should we do with her?

For now, take her to the house.

Easy. Careful.

Has that man be living here for a long while?

For some time now...excuse me, but...

This young man, Flore, seems to be sent by the devil.

He's very young.

But he speaks of ancient morality.

I don't know how he got here.

One morning I saw him in your husband's bed. He was naked...

I asked him who he was...

What did he say?

Tell me. Don't be embarrassed.

He said he was your husband's lover.

His lover! My husband is not a homosexual!

He started laughing...he didn't even cover himself.

Don't you like her, Flore?

Her skin is smooth and invites thoughts of lust.

I must tell you, ma'am. I think they are lovers.

I know this must hurt you...ma'am ...but that young pervert...

...dominates Armando's life.

Who are you? Where am I?

You're in the palace of Tarise, property of Marquis Bersaque...

And I am the Marquis. The grand official for the servicing of young flesh.

Let me go. Please don't touch me.

Calm down! Why are you on my land?

Did you run away from the convent?

With some young stud, huh?

NO! NO! I beg you!

Do you want to go back to the convent?

No, I'd prefer to stay with you!

Maybe you would rather stay here and service us?

This nun has good taste.

I don't know...let's try her out.

It seems as though she likes it.

That young man has taken the Marquis to scandalous places.

He's taught him some very bad habits.

It's my turn.

You must talk to him. He can't continue like this, madam.

And what can I do? He hasn't even greeted me since my return.

It's my turn!

Now, me.

You must stop the scandal, ma'am ... And save your fortune.

At least do it for your self-respect, ma'am.

Martine...

I only have a few breaths of life.

I can't hide the truth any longer.

For many generations, our family was affected with an evil curse.

And everyone has perished because of it.

You, also, will die from it.

That's why you must swear... you'll never have a child.

And then the curse will end with your generation.

I'm sorry, I can't do anything. I don't even respect myself.

I can't feel anything for him ... except love.

It's a love without hope, without illusion...

A desire... like an animal instinct.

I am obsessed with him.

Whe someone talks about him...

I hear only his voice... do you understand?

What should I do? Tell me...

I'm in love with him.

Do you understand?

What can I do?

I love you Armando!

I wondered why you left me alone...

Now I know!

You locked me up in that horrible place.

It wasn't to cure a sickness.

You wanted freedom from me!

Why?

I gave you all of me!

I did everything you desired!

I addressed every need.

Now you've given me a body filled with desire.

I dreamed so long of this return...

...I wanted to feel your skin against my skin.

Why? Oh God?

Oh God! Make him come to my side.

...make him desire me...

I must be filled with his love.

Make him put his sex inside of my sex.

His sex inside of my sex.

Forgive me God for talking to you like this.

Have pity on your daughter.

I'm filled with love and desire.

You understand everything, God ...and, I...

It's him! I must see him!

I'll throw myself at his feet.

I'll implore him!

I must make love or I'll go insane!

Martine!

Why are you hiding?

I know you're there!

Come and watch! Maybe you'll learn something from my friend.

He knows how to give me pleasure ... what are you waiting for?

Yes... more. More. Yes.

Who are you?

My name is Norma.

The Marquis brought me here.

Are you the Marquis' wife?

You are very pretty, Norma.

Have you already made love to him?

I want the truth.

Yes, but it hurt me.

It doesn't always hurt.

Not when...

Not when you do it with a woman.

Ma'am?

What do you mean?

I would like to lie with you.

You have the skin of a child.

And these muscles...

Ma'am...no.

Relax.

Do you not feel anything?

I feel a strange warmth.

It's a grave sin!

Please...

Madam!

Get out of here!

Whore!

Come! - No, please!

Come on!

Armando...

Come here.

Make love to me.

Make love to me, Armando.

I can't take anymore!

Yes! Yes! Hit me! Please! I want to make love!

Oh! You want to make love? I'll never fuck you!

Slut! Get out of here!

I can't take anymore. I want to be with you.

Good morning, ma'am.

Here's your breakfast.

How did you sleep? Did you sleep well?

I didn't sleep at all.

What I did last night was unforgivable.

- Relax, ma'am - It was horrible.

I was out of my mind.

Please forgive me, Norma.

I don't understand. What happened?

I slept deeply. Why are you asking my forgiveness?

I've been very sick, Norma.

I have an incurable illness.

That's why I'm asking you to be patient with me.

Do you mind?

No, it's an honour, madam. I'll do whatever you'd like.

I am the personal maid of the Marquess.

Any desire is an order for me.

We'll have our secrets, no one will ever know.

Yes ma'am.

- You can go, Norma. - Yes, ma'am.

Good morning, madam.

Your husband called me after your terrible crisis last night.

What happened? Can't you relax?

Don't you feel loved by him?

You must find serenity... If the crisis persists...

The Marquis will send you back to the clinic.

That's what he really wants, isn't it?

But it's not the best thing for you...

Do you think he wants to lock me up again?

I really think so, madam.

In fact, I'm sure of it.

You must be strong. Follow my advice and take your medication

Remember the plan. Step by step.

I lack the courage, doctor.

You better find it. Embrace life ma'am.

I don't have the energy.

Destiny offers you a better future...

You still love him, don't you?

Um.

Until you get over that...

We won't be able to do anything...

Goodbye.

Georges! Come here.

Call the doctor.

- Doctor! A moment. - What is it?

The Marquis would like to speak with you. In the drawing room, sir.

Talk to me.

Doctor...

In your new report, in addition to the prescriptions...

You wrote: She should have no stressful emotions.

Any physical or psychological excitement could be fatal.

Yes, sir.

I imagine a strong shock would kill her.

Exactly.

So you've prohibited any sexual intercourse.

Yes.

And if that tragic event happens...

I could be accused of criminal negligence?

Correct.

Listen to me.

I hope... you haven't forgotten...

The position...you have today...

At the clinic...

You owe thanks to my father.

You owe everything to my family ... Don't forget about that.

No, sir. I haven't forgotten.

As you know, I've been helping your wife for eight months at the clinic.

And I've never asked for compensation.

That's an honourable attitude, but it means nothing to me.

I've reminded you of your debt because I'm worried...

After yesterday's crisis, my wife's death could happen anytime.

And under the circumstances, I hope you understand...

Let's say, I want a certificate indemnifying me from any liability.

These times are difficult, doctor.

And I know you would do anything to be accepted as an aristocrat.

That's why I can count on your silence.

This is an opportunity in exchange for the certificate.

I don't want anyone to make any accusations against me.

As if I had planned to steal money from her family.

And don't forget, doctor.

Just as the Bersaque family has been cursed with misery...

We still have the strength to defeat it. Understand doctor?

Yes, sir.

Madam, calm down.

No. I can't take it anymore, Wanda.

Armando!

Why didn't you greet me? Why do you refuse me?

Armando! Speak to me. Don't forget, I am your wife!

Unfortunately, I haven't forgotten.

A rose in a dead garden... a page, missing from a book...

A guitar without the first and last string.

A clock without a ticker... an arrow without a bow.

All this is me... Martine, without you.

This evening, we have my delicate wife with us.

Finally we have the pleasure of her company.

Thank you.

Today is a very important day.

It's the first anniversaryof her lunacy.

Cheers...

Martine is very exceptional.

Her lunacy...

...from schizophrenia provoked by hereditary syphilis.

Be quiet, please.

But no. I want my friends to understand your mania.

Is that why you want me here? To use me as a puppet in a play?

Absolutely not, my dear.

Correct me if I'm telling lies.

She's an ideal wife. Yes, almost a perfect lover

Isn't that so my love?

With skin like old, withered fruit...

Skin like alabaster.

A sweet fruit. Smooth. But be careful...

It's full of worms.

A painting by a grand painter.

I think she's angry.

Let's toast to the world's most stupid wife!

Norma, little one...you must help me.

You must help us. Our life will be heaven when she's dead.

And besides... all of us will be rich.

What do you want me to do?

She's very good to me.

Yes....she's good to you... but not to your boss.

She's a crazy lunatic.

You've only known her for a couple of days.

But she can change any time and become a cruel monster.

What should I do?

Help me kill her.

Kill her?

Yes.

It's an awful way to say it but it's very simple.

But how?

It's very easy. She trusts you.

You serve her food.

Yes. But Wanda prepares it.

Hide this packet in her room.

What is this? Poison?

No, my child. It's just a stimulant...

A very strong stimulant. Put it in her morning coffee...

...or in her milk.

But don't leave any clues...

No one will know. Do it. No one will be able to accuse you of anything.

It will be easy...help us little one.

You're beautiful. You'll do it for us. Right?

And then it will be heaven for all of us.

...and paradise for the three of us.

Fortune!

It will be love.

Armando!

Armando!

Armando!

Madam? Where are you?

Take me to the clinic of Dr Loft.

Yes ma'am.

- Where did Wanda go? - To the doctor's clinic.

- How do you know? - I heard her tell the driver.

The doctor! Ha!

And she still thinks he'll help her?

Is Mrs Martine aware of your visit?

No, doctor.

You are claiming the Marquis is a killer. Isn't that true?

Yes, doctor.

Nothing you've said makes any sense.

If what you heard at the door is true...

...it is very strange.

I am sure of what I'm saying...

But they've always seemed an exemplary, happy couple.

That's what it looks like...

I live in that house, if you don't help her, she will die.

The Marquis is an honourable man.

And very powerful, too.

I should've known you'd never challenge him.

Pardon me for wasting your time.

- Good day. - Good day.

- Do you mind if I sit here, Norma - No. I don't mind.

Sometimes people would rather be alone.

Sometimes being with people bothers me.

And sometimes it's better to say what you feel.

I feel only remorse, sir.

Yes. A noble sentiment.

A long time ago I stopped worrying about others.

When I was little, my parents would call me 'flower'.

They would dress me up as a girl and introduce me to friends.

For a while I hated them.

But then I started enjoying the situation.

Now, I'm confused...

I think I'm in love with you.

Me too.

Thank you for telling me.

But you should really forget small sentiments.

If that woman dies... we will all be winners.

Then someday, we could go away...just you and me.

Without Armando Bersaque.

You know... we really hate him to death.

I love you, Armando.

Tonight I'll be whatever you wish.

Sluttier than ever!

I'll take you in my arms.

And you'll take me to bed...

Touch my breasts.

You've always liked them so much.

You'll caress them, softly at first.

We will be naked...

Then you'll touch me all over.

Later, you'll slide your hands down my body until you reach my sex.

You'll touch me. And you will touch it with desire. With desire!

The first Marquis Bersaque...

Poor imbecile!

Poor imbecile.

The Marquis of Imbeciles!

Poor Bersaque.

Hated by everyone.

Especially hated by his stupid gorverness.

Wanda!

Open up, Wanda!

Good evening, Wanda.

Good evening, sir.

You're very ugly. So don't you worry. Not a bit.

I haven't come to make love to you...

...rather, to kill you.

You thought the doctor wouldn't tell me everything?

Don't you know, even if everyone hates me...

They do what I want.

Even you are at my feet, now!

Oh, Wanda!

- Good morning, Martine. How do you feel? - The same, doctor.

I heard you fainted last night.

Yes. That happened.

We don't have much time. They're probably listening us.

The Marquis said you saw Wanda after she was strangled.

But the fact is, Wanda disappeared after visiting me.

She was there to accuse your husband.

- Martine, have you decided to follow my plan? - Yes.

You must follow the directions ...with absolute calm.

No emotions. But remember to take the medication.

Your condition hasn't got worse, Martine, but you have to be very careful.

I must go. Goodbye.

Martine.

Listen to me.

That bastard doesn't deserve to live. He destroyed your life.

Like he destroys everyone in his path.

You must seek revenge.

Drink your milk, ma'am. It's nice and warm.

Leave it there.

Norma, tell me. Do you love me?

Of course, madam.

Wouldn't you prefer me, Martine? Hmmm?

My dear wife is dead. May God forgive her sins!

Poor Martine! Poor Martine!

Poor Martine.

Poor Martine. She's dead. Poor Martine.

Look, Marquis. Lovebirds.

They look like they're in love.

Did you ever think Flore would fall in love like that?

Yes.

Flore is a child. He doesn't have any understanding of evil.

Nor of reality. But you don't have a right to judge him.

You! Are you returned from Hell?

Have you come to help me or participate in my destruction.

I've returned to see you die.

Alive? Or are you ghost of my imagination?

You're alive?

That's true.

And now you'll pay once and for all for everything!

No...What are you going to do?

The blood is fresh.

Yes. Thank you for returning.

Martine...Do it...

Do it. Why are you waiting? Do it! Do it!

My love, have courage. Life begins again for you.

I'm afraid.

I already wrote the death certificate for your husband.

It's all in order. No one can ever blame you.

It's terrible.

It will only be a few months.

We will be together with your fortune far away from here.

You must forget these old walls.

And this sad story.