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THE BITCHES

Miss Viriane Labastier is waiting for you in the living room.

Please follow me.

Could you please remove your sunglasses ?

Thank you.

Could you please take a few steps ?

A few more steps, please.

According to the information provided by the organization,

I expected to find...

less stiffness...

more charm...

more real youth in you

No. It will definitely not work.

Must I undress ?

That won't be necessary.

Believe rne, I never miss a thing.

You don't find me attractive ?

What a shame, for both of us.

You won't be the last one to have come for nothing.

That doesn't make me feel better.

Really, being waited on is no longer possible.

Thank you.

The ad said that, despite the pictures sent

and my summons, I would be the only judge.

Here is the total amount of the contract.

At least, you will have discovered a beautiful area.

Goodbye, Sir.

Promise me you won't scream and I'll remove my hand.

You'll pay for this !

Easy.ea$y!

Bastard !

When it comes to business, I am always steady.

I don't like being paid without doing myjob.

My name is Eric.

- You ? - Viriane.

Untie me, now.

Only under certain conditions.

You will accept my application under the terms of the contract,

you will offer me hospitality during one month...

Anything else ?

You will not prefer another man during my stay.

Do we have a deal ?

We do.

But untie me quick.

Tell me, will you do it often ?

- Whose castle is this ? - The Marchioness of Caraba's.

Whose rose garden is this ?

The Marchioness of Caraba's.

And this park and these woods ?

The Marchioness of Caraba's !

And this hunting lodge ?

Nobody's.

This place is cursed.

Why '2

A hundred years ago, a murder was committed.

One of my ancestors...

Listen !

Come !

Hello...

Pierre is my gamekeeper.

I don't like when animals are killed on my grounds and he knows it perfectly.

Don't you, Pierre ?

I didn't think I would run into you.

And what is that ?

A rabbit. It strangled itself.

Itself ?

With your traps !

Your traps I defended !

I will end up getting rid of you.

And do you know where you will go ?

In a madhouse !

A trap for evil people like you.

Pierre has been taking care of everything here since I have been alone.

He even was my lover.

During a whole summer.

He's rather a force of nature...

but his technique is too rudimentary.

Lisbeth ?

Eric will stay with us a while.

I want his stay to be very pleasant.

And all of his wishes granted.

As long as he wants it,

if he wants it.

Understood, Miss.

No. Not already.

Stay with us.

I think it's time we go back to our room.

Good night, Lisbeth.

Thanks to you, our night will be very pleasant.

Lisbeth, I am going to be late !

You have such baggy eyes.

Abstinence is consuming you more than pleasure.

Help me.

Thanks

Hello, Eric.

Hello !

I leave you for the afternoon.

I will meet my friend Joélle.

My grounds and my people are yours.

You can use and abuse them as much as you wish,

if you still have some energy left.

Come on !

Hop !

'Ah! Shall I tell you mum, what causes my torment ?'

Can I offer my help ?

You are a man, I will pay it a hundredfold.

- It will be free for you. - Well, I won't say no.

If it pleases you to die in my place,

I would be stupid not to take advantage of it.

Are you a guest of Miss de Labastier ?

My name is Martine.

I like your good mood Martine.

- Do you always sing when you're alone ? - Yes, to give rne courage.

Why did you stop ?

I don't need it anymore, now you are the one struggling.

Well, do it for me.

Right.

Would you like me to sing you a love song ?

'Ah! Shall I tell you mum, what causes my torment ?

'It's because like other girls, I need to stay honest.

'When people say I'm pretty, but I want to be naughty.

'With boys, I'd like to hide in the bushes.

'Because they say these rascals only move there by feeling,

'By feeling under the blouse, it pleases nice girls.

'Who share their lips for a while, under one condition, yet :

'that they don't act like savages, when taking their virginty.

'Ah! Shall I tell you mum, what causes my torment ?

'All I know about being naughty, a little birdie told me.'

How are you ?

Lately, I've been very disappointed by the organization,

it's not the same quality as before.

It's like everything else, honey,

they lure the client, then they don't care.

- Do you remember Marco ? - Terrific !

And Angelo ? What a match !

Nothing's better than a pretty Italian boy !

Female sensitivity and male masculinity, finely mixed.

Hey !

Hey !

- Who's this ? - A pretty Italian boy.

Not bad.

- Where does he live ? - Some nights, very close to my house.

And the one you just got ? Eric, l think.

How is he ?

Well, you see, he's not quite a pretty Italian boy,

he's more a Cro-Magnon man.

I trust you to civilize him.

Oh, it is on the way, thank you.

Hop !

Come on !

- A small break will do us good ! - Oh, but not here, anyway !

- Why not here ? - Oh, it's a bad memory.

Which one ?

Last year, a guest of Miss took advantage of me.

No way ?

You can't imagine what he did to me !

- What did he do to you ? - He wanted to have a break too,

so he took me with him.

- Where ? - To a big haystack.

Oh, well, just like this one!

Here !

And when we got there, he threw rne in the straw.

How ?

Like that !

He threw you like that ?

Yes, and after that, he started fondling me shamelessly !

- Like this ? - Of course, yes !

Then he started fondling my breasts.

- Like this ? - Yes, like this!

There, lower ?

While lifting my clothes with his hand !

Exactly like you're doing right now.

Speaking of the devil...

Don't you think he went too far ? You can't imagine how some people are !

Excuse me.

No!

- Hello Lisbeth ! - Hello !

Did you prepare my cake ?

Of course Miss Tessa.

- How is school ? - Like school.

- Hello, Viriane. - Hello, honey.

This is Tessa, my young sister.

A sweet darling with a face covered with freckles.

In the Middle Ages, it was seen as the work of the devil.

Today, as the one of a good fairy.

Regarding Tessa, I would say the first solution.

She eavesdrops, lives as a savage

and haunts the attic looking for hidden treasures.

- Hello, Sir. - Nice to meet you.

She lives in a boarding school not farfrom here.

I have had to look after her every weekend since our parents died.

I want sun so much !

Pierre !

Come closer. Come close to me.

Give me a drink. I can't move.

Make me drink!

You clumsy !

Take the handkerchief.

Wipe me.

Enough.

I don't need you anymore.

Pierre !

Just one more favor, and I will leave you alone.

Lift my dress.

Lift my dress, so my thighs can tan.

Higher.

Pierre.

I forbid you to get close to the castle.

Do you really want me to carry out my threats

and lock you down with other Iunatics like you ?

Miss Tessa asked me.

I'm the only one here to ask things !

Get out of my sight.

And you, you'd better come with us to the rose garden.

Those roses are nice, aren't they ?

Oh, yes, they look like wild roses. But are they perfumed ?

Oh, yes, very much.

I found some on a path...

- Here, like this one! - Oh, yes, I know this one.

I got stuck !

The thorns are pricking my skin. Here !

Thank you, Eric.

I can take care of it.

You see, Tessa...

women are never children in front of men,

they instantly are adults.

As years go by, they change the way they play.

But the games they play are falsely innocent.

Men are tricked into it at every time,

but never are we fooled.

Tessa, your coffee is getting cold.

- Is there sugar ? - Yes.

Thanks

I'm falling asleep.

Good night, honey.

Good night, Tessa.

I think I will do like Tessa and go to my room.

But for less innocent reasons.

I don't wish you a good night.

Your day was so filled with tender emotions

that you will have a very wide choice to illustrate your most fanciful dreams.

"L don't wish you a good night...

"Your day was so filled with tender emotions..."

that you will have a very wide choice

"to illustrate your most fanciful dreams."

Princess,

will you do me the honor to share my bed ?

I will do you the honor!

The castle is asleep.

All drunk for drinking and Waltzing too much.

Your distant room

protects me from my uncle's anger

and my aunt's jealousy.

All these women only thinking about love

whetted my curiosity.

I too want to know what a man looks like.

Without his armor of respectability.

Your skin is soft and smooth,

a little like mine.

A man you love,

it must be the reflection of yourself,

but in another gender.

A reflection made to complete you.

Discovering your body

gives me the answer to all of my childhood questions.

No!

Please...

Only me.

I will decide by myself to become a woman.

S0, unlike the others,

it becomes my most beautiful memory.

You will miss your train !

A young blonde woman...

No, an old one !

A mysterious house,

An attorney...

Or a lawyer, her husband, maybe.

Do you believe in cards ?

- Do you believe in fate ? - No. I believe in myself.

What do you think of Tessa ?

A nice green fruit.

That I don't recommend you to pick.

I leave for the city, and I will come back in the evening.

The house and the park are yours.

But if you cross its confines, don't tire yourself out,

because tonight, we have guests.

This manor was the theater of so many love dramas

that I decided never to take it too seriously.

- Your manor ? - Love, of course, young idiot.

For us, it's a subtle and fascinating game,

but only a game.

Don't you ever lose ?

Yes, of course,

but we always manage to get pleasant forfeits.

- Isn't it, Viriane ? - I don't know,

I haven't lost yet.

Is that true, Joélle ?

About Viriane ? I think so.

It must be very exciting to stand up to such an invicible opponent.

I am at your command.

What is the rule of the game ?

Lie.

But our acts must contradict our words.

The first one suspected to tell the truth has lost.

Understood ?

Understood.

Understood.

Credit where credit's due.

Thanks.

Careful, I start.

D0 you like women ?

No, of course.

My compliments, Eric.

Do you enjoy being fondled ?

Not at all.

Do you like making a show of yourself ?

My modesty won't let me.

Does the skin of a man repel you ?

Like the one of a snake.

Are you indifferent to the caresses of a pretty woman ?

I remain impassive.

Did you ever pledge to be faithful to any man ?

I'm accustomed to this kind of pact.

You lost, dear Viriane,

forgetting the pact that binds us.

Congratulations, Eric.

What will her forfeit be ?

I suggest that Viriane mates with the creature of her choice

for the rest of the night.

Well then, choose, Viriane.

I made my choice.

I will get ready.

Who will she choose ?

I personaly bet on the handsome Olivier.

In this case, Eric,

we'll make sure we do better than them.

- Hello Joélle! - Look how beautiful it is.

I love tin.

It reminds me of the old inns of the Sussex.

When you celebrated the Entente Cordiale ?

Precisely. I was a student, absolutely romantic and Shakespearean.

- And him ? - He was fresh out of Oxford.

- Do you need help ? - No, thank you.

It's ok ?

- Bye ! - What are you doing tonight?

We go to the Saint Eniar's Festival.

Come watch it from my terrace, I'll be alone.

I'll feel melancholy.

In this case, see you tonight.

Maybe we'll cheer you up. Grieving widow.

Bye ! Have a nice day !

Come, come !

- Are we going in ? - Oh yes.

You are such darlings for coming.

Thanks to you I will have nice dreams.

Picturing a noble knight on his white palfrey.

Maybe.

Waiting for this moment of happiness,

I could borrow you one tomorrow ?

Knight or palfrey 7

Both are at your disposal.

It's the castle of the sleeping beauty.

No matter how much I ring or scream, nobody answers me.

It's already saturday.

Miss Viriane went to pick her sister up at the station.

And that's the reason why I am deprived of coffee ?

I can serve you some... If you replace me.

With pleasure.

As a recompense, I take you with rne.

I don't like Paris.

Who talked about Paris ?

I live by the Tanganyika, a ridge of the African continent.

A real heaven.

So what are you doing in hell ?

Drinking your coffee, Lisbeth.

Or, more precisely, the one of your beautiful mistress.

I drink it to the dregs.

Why this masterpiece ?

Why '2

To celebrate a demon with the eyes of an angel

named Tessa.

Congratulations Lisbeth !

If I were a man, I would marry you right away.

N0, thanks, Lisbeth.

My compliments.

Thanks.

I want a big slice.

You can leave it here.

Doesn't Miss want to taste it ?

No.

I really feel very bad.

I can't stand storms.

Miss should go upstairs and have some rest.

You're right, Lisbeth.

Excuse me, Eric.

Tessa will keep you company, unless she prefers the attic.

Not at all.

I will stay quietly in the living room with Eric.

Good night.

What a gourmand !

Come. I want a rain bath.

- Is this the hunting lodge ? - Yes. Come, let's get shelter.

Let's go.

You know,

- I swore I would never go in it. - Why not ?

Because I was a bit afraid.

But with you, it's different. Come on, let's go.

Let's go dry off.

- If you want ? - Yes.

- Do you know how to make a fire ? - Yes, I made it a lot in the bush.

Here, take some twigs.

Put some here.

Here again.

Some more.

Aren't there matches ? Look on the chair.

Here, there.

Give them to me.

- No, no, I want to do it myself. - Well, ok.

- It's cold. - Light here.

- Don't go thinking... - Shut up.

I warned you Eric.

You leave immediately.

And if you ever wanted to come back,

you would risk your life.

Good bye.

Thanks, Pierre. This time, we got rid of him.

If he ever comes across our walls, you will kill him.

And I will be your reward.

Go away.

It's all your fault.

You won't touch me anymore.

Such a dick. That's what I am.

I should never have come back.

I am like all the others, a bitch, a real bitch.

Three months every two years, and look how I spend them.

All the men, all of them.

Blond haired, dark haired,

sweet, violent.

I made them suffer, all of them.

And now it's my turn.

And for who ?

The most awful, the most vile.

Tomorrow, I'll take a boat and go back to Africa

with its real dangers you enjoy being confronted to.

Its whore who don't leave you poisoned memories.

Nobody ever treated me this way.

You are just an adventurer with no lyrism and no passion.

And you, a powerless and frigid female

who has not understand a thing about life.

You have no excuses with your looks and your money.

Don 't worry.

You will never see me again.

You made me realize what it meant to be a woman.

Vulnerable to life because of her weakness,

submitted to man for pleasure.

Oh, Eric...

Pleasure !

But why not tenderness, too ?

It was so close.

Oh, Eric, come back,

come back my love.

Eric !

All this time wasted,

all those years lost.

All these days to look at you,

all these night to love you.

My love...

Do you know why I love you ?

Because you are an absolutely romantic

and Shakespearean student.

And impatient.

Come back quick.

Eric !

Eric...

My love.

Come quick in my arms.

I need you so much,

your warmth, your tenderness.

Oh, come...

Come quick.

THE END