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I'm

going

to talk a little bit about what I'm

going to talk about in this lecture.

During this hunting season, there's one party after

another.

Cigarettes, if you please, ladies.

Thanks.

I hope you like the party.

It's really lovely.

I hope you didn't come here with your

fiancé.

No, of course not.

Your sister's here, I'm sure.

That could be.

I'm the young man who's her fiancé.

Yes.

They seem to be enjoying themselves.

How about the two of us going out

for a ride?

Hmm.

You ride very well, I've heard.

I started at five.

I own a small house not far away.

Really?

Would you like to ride there?

Yes, I'd love to come along.

I'm sure you'll like it.

A little adventure.

A little adventure of my house, Vera.

Good.

I suggest we lose no more time then.

It lies very beautifully.

It's a very romantic and dreamy spot.

Oh.

It's ideal for an adventure.

How far away is it?

About half an hour's ride away.

Are you sure we'll be alone?

Of course.

But you mustn't tell my guests.

Hmm.

I'll prepare the horses.

Hello, sister darling.

Are you already tired after one day's party?

Are you going to bed?

No.

It's a beautiful country house.

We'll ride there and continue the party.

Hmm.

Marvelous.

You'll come too, of course.

Yes, of course.

But I won't go without Roger.

And Roger will go without George.

So if you want...

That's four of us.

And now let's drink to that, yes?

Okay.

Cheers.

Let's go.

Have you seen my fiancé?

I'm afraid I haven't.

Thank you.

Hey.

Oh, hello.

Are you going out horseback riding?

No, just going out for some fresh air.

Wait for me.

Vera.

Yes, what is it?

What do you want?

Show us the way, will you?

He didn't explain, but I suppose it must

be this way.

Marion, do you know the way?

No, I've never been there.

Maybe George knows.

I've got no idea.

Well, let's go on riding this way, then.

Okay, let's go.

You're riding as if you wanted to run

away with me.

On the contrary, it's as if you were

trying to run away with me.

But you were supposed to be riding with

my sister.

You ride much better and more vigorously than

she does.

But you couldn't have known that.

Vera hardly got into her saddle and you

were already riding away with me.

I hope you don't mind.

I'm not quite sure.

You must decide before thinking about it for

too long.

Horses and champagne are the three most beautiful

things in life.

That's only two things.

What's the third?

Women, of course.

Do the others know the way?

Of course.

I explained it to your sister in detail.

Besides, they got eyes.

Who?

The foxes, of course.

My horse can smell the stables.

Are you talking

to your horse in Arabic now?

Well...

Well...

Thank you.

Thank you.

You're an interesting woman.

Full of life.

You may be making a mistake.

Well, Casanova?

Helena.

You wouldn't dare.

Do you know who you look like now?

Like Lucifer.

No.

No.

Yes.

Please don't.

It was only a game.

But not with me.

No.

Are you afraid?

Yes.

Yes, I am.

Come on!

Please.

No.

No.

You're disgusting.

You dirty swine!

Helena.

Roger.

Roger.

How much longer are we going to go

on looking?

We'll find the house.

Don't worry.

I could go on riding for hours.

Look at me, Helena.

Look at me, I say.

Look at me.

Don't you have any idea where this house

could be, Marion?

No, I wish I did.

Oh!

Come on, it can't be far now.

Please, give me my clothes.

There.

Here.

And how about your fiancée?

You should have thought of her before you

tempted me.

Here.

You don't need to be tempted.

You...

Go on.

What else do you have to say?

We've made it!

We're here at last!

They're coming.

We're here!

We made it!

Hi there.

That was a fantastic ride.

Great idea.

Come on in.

Thanks.

Well, make yourself at home.

Hello there, Brock.

Where are you?

Could I have a drink?

My body craves alcohol.

Hello, Helena.

Hey, I have an idea.

Let's have another party.

Oh, you can bet on it.

Hey, what's that?

The coat of arms of a very old

family.

Old aristocracy.

They still live around here.

About an hour's ride away.

It does not belong to them anymore.

They gave it up a long time ago.

And now they live alone in their castle.

Completely cut off from the rest of the

world.

Unfriendly people.

Secretive.

And unsociable.

Unsociable?

Oh, good.

We'll go and pay them a little visit,

shall we?

No.

No one has ever been in the grounds

of the Earl of Saxum.

Come on, let's have a drink.

I won't pay any visits anymore.

I'm too exhausted by the ride.

I'm not.

I love to ride.

I love it when the earth is whipped

and everything revels around.

So you rather like the idea of things

being whipped, do you?

My father told me how for days in

Russia they used to ride out in the

fall.

Sometimes they did not come back for weeks.

I can still hear the wild sound of

the Cossacks.

Were you ever there?

Unfortunately not.

But it must have been wonderful.

With never-ending festivities.

Can't you see it all?

The officers arriving in their troikas and wearing

those lovely costumes and courting the women.

Ah, we're living in the wrong epoch.

Yay!

Yay!

Yay!

Helena.

Yay!

Yay!

Yay!

They had wild, never-ending festivities.

Am I right or not, Helena?

Yes.

Don't listen to her.

She's dreaming.

She's crazy.

You're right, darling.

It was a wonderful life that I never

lived.

Yay!

Yay!

You're dreaming.

And you are a dreamer.

I'm not.

Sometimes I have a feeling I've experienced it

all.

You seem to be very much at home

in your dream world.

Yes, I love old fairy tales.

Oh, you love old fairy tales?

I can tell you one that happened right

here.

Just a few days ago, in the forest,

a young girl was attacked.

The daughter of the Earl of Saxon.

He was so furious that he set a

bear free.

And that bear is now roaming around the

forest, wild.

Where did you pick up that story, dear?

Story?

George told me about it.

He got it from the keeper.

There are certainly a lot of strange things

happening here.

Wild bears, furious earls, and a girl who's

been raped.

Nobody said she'd been raped.

Go on with your story.

I can imagine what happened.

They say she's very beautiful.

She lives all alone with her father in

that mysterious castle.

You shouldn't have read so many books, Marion.

You don't have any imagination.

Just think of it.

A wild bear, rambling and prowling.

How romantic, a real wild bear.

Nonsense.

If you mean the one that belongs to

the Earl of Saxon, I assure you, he's

not dangerous at all.

Besides, there haven't been any wild bears in

this country for ages now.

The poor girl.

Maybe she enjoyed it.

Roger.

Wow.

I don't think it's such a particularly enjoyable

experience to come upon a monster.

Don't be silly.

It's a nice circus bear, a harmless animal.

I wonder.

I've heard about animals who lived among men

and come to know them really well.

They're often more dangerous than the wild ones.

I remember having read about a gorilla who

lived for ten uneventful years in a zoo,

happy and content.

And then one day, without any apparent reason,

he tore his guardian to pieces and killed

five others.

Maybe he'd had it on his mind all

the time.

And finally decided to do it.

All right, all right, that's enough.

The way you talk, you're becoming animals yourselves,

aren't they?

Elena?

Elena?

Elena.

Where is she?

Hey!

Elena!

What in hell has got into her?

You've driven her half crazy with that bear.

We must catch her before dawn.

That's just what we need.

What are we going to do about it?

You stay here.

George, look after your sister.

Yes, I will.

There isn't much we can do.

Don't worry, we'll find her.

Roger.

I want a ride with you.

Come, Marion.

No, you stay here.

Let's go inside.

It won't be easy to find her here.

Don't worry, I know my way around here

very well.

Elena!

Elena!

Maybe she's hiding.

I'm afraid we're now on the property of

the Earl of Saxon.

You've arrived at last.

She's dead.

Yes.

Look, Elena's hat.

Her hat?

What about her?

What are you doing here?

Both you and your sister are crazy.

She is my sister, after all.

You'd better go back, both of you.

The Earl of Saxon hates intruders.

You can't go there.

I don't care what the Earl likes or

dislikes.

I'm coming with you.

Once and for all, I say go back.

I'm coming too.

After all, I'm her fiancé.

All right, do as you please.

It'll be night soon, and all we've found

is her hat.

That's the castle over there.

Let's go and ask.

I told you, the Earl hates intruders.

Why do you object so strongly to our

coming here?

The Earl of Saxon is a strange person.

Hey, who are you?

Who's that?

Keep quiet.

What are you doing here?

We've lost our way.

We're looking for a young lady whose horse

ran away.

Lady is in castle.

Horse is in stable.

Elena, is she all right?

I do not know.

Ask Earl.

He bring her away.

Who are you?

I am Aleikos.

I am servant of Earl.

Are you alone?

Yes.

Come with me.

Is everyone around here so friendly?

I warned you.

The Earl of Saxon is a very strange

man.

Very mysterious man.

What you say about Earl?

I did not say anything.

Better you say nothing about Earl, understand?

Now, come.

This is the Earl of Saxon's castle.

Earl not like visitors.

But horses need warm stable.

Hey, that's the first time you've shown us

the nice part of your character.

But horses need warm stable.

It looks as though we've been awaited.

Maybe there's another party going on.

Quiet, please.

The Earl.

The Earl of Saxon.

Welcome.

Welcome.

Who are you?

I am Vera Legrand.

Eleanor's sister.

The sister of the girl you've been kind

enough to take care of.

Vera...

Brack.

I thought so.

You live in the neighborhood, don't you?

Where's my sister?

Upstairs.

She's asleep.

May I see her, please?

Certainly.

If you will kindly follow me.

Would you like to see her, too?

Yes.

No.

It might be better if her fiancé, Roger

de la Valliere, went along.

How do you do?

As you wish.

You are my guests.

Everything I own is yours.

This is...

Everything I still own.

However, I would like you to observe the

rules of this house.

Alethos will see to it.

Follow me.

Are you expecting other guests?

No.

Baron, please, come now.

Baron looked at picture of daughter of Earl.

You know her?

I don't know who you're talking about.

About girl who was attacked in forest three

days ago by men.

She's still asleep.

Tomorrow she'll be all right again.

She's been well taken care of.

I'm a physician.

I gave her an injection.

Alethos found her.

She was running through the forest, screaming.

She must have been suffering from shock.

She needs to rest.

Yes.

She's sleeping like an angel.

Thank you for helping her, sir.

It was very good of you.

Katharina.

Baron, you should see yourself.

I'm observing the rules of this house.

I want to know what this costume represents.

Alethos.

Death.

Baron.

Baron.

You have death looking down on you.

What kind of costume have you brought for

me?

You as king.

Thanks.

He who kiss sleeping princess.

You queen.

Young queen.

Beautiful queen.

Wicked queen.

You love and you kill.

Yes.

Well, death, king, queen.

Only the prince and princess are missing.

What a pity we haven't brought Marion and

George along.

Is that you?

No, it's one of my ancestors.

He was at the origin of a curse

that's been in our family ever since.

He was also a doctor.

One day during the Thirty Years' War, as

he was attending the wounded after a battle

that took place not far away from here,

a group of marauders attacked the castle.

His daughter managed to escape and hid on

the castle grounds.

But his mistress, who didn't like the young

girl, betrayed her.

Not only that, she even encouraged the men

to give way to their low instincts.

And contentedly she looked on while they raped

the young innocent girl.

My ancestor, warned by one of the servants,

pursued the men and killed them.

And for that he was beheaded.

Beheaded?

No, not for that.

When he returned to the castle, his daughter

was dead.

He tried out everything he knew to bring

her back to life again, but everything failed.

So he killed his mistress and with her

blood tried to pump new life into his

daughter's dead body.

And for that he was beheaded.

Stop, please.

Oh, what an uncanny story.

And this is my daughter, my only child.

She was attacked too.

She died an hour ago.

Oh, there you are.

We thought something had happened to you.

We lost our way.

What happened?

Marion hit her head on a low tree

branch and fell from the horse.

It's very dark tonight.

It was lucky we found the castle.

Katerina.

Now.

That's Marion, my fiancée.

And George von Kassel, her brother.

Alekos will take her to her room where

she can rest.

We'll have dinner as soon as you're ready.

Thank you.

Thank you.

What's that for?

The rules of the house.

Shall we try it?

I don't know.

What do you think?

Yes, we should.

Alekos.

You look like a queen in this dress.

A wicked queen.

There's a strange resemblance between you and my

forefather's mistress.

Love, suffering, death.

How interesting.

There's nothing as interesting as death, young man.

Yes, there is.

Life.

Life and death.

They are alike.

But there is also love.

Love creates life.

Love has a right to kill.

But he who kills for revenge will be

cursed.

My servant will show you to your rooms.

ALEKOS Come with me, please.

What is that?

All this really happened during 30 year war.

The Earl told you story earlier in evening.

The daughter of his ancestor was raped by

marauders.

While he was away during battle.

All replicas based on historical fact.

Poor raped girl lies on floor.

Man with sword hold skirt up.

Other soldier watches brutal.

One other soldier drinks.

Other woman is wicked.

She is mistress of Earl.

Watches the rape.

Because she was jealous of other girl.

Please this way.

Now you

sleep.

You lady sleep here.

You here.

You here.

Baron here.

Good night Baron.

I'm not staying.

I'll ride back and pick up the car.

I knew you would not stay.

But it's dark outside.

You won't get far.

I'll get through all right.

Shall I come with you?

No, you stay here.

It's better.

Please lead the way.

Yes.

Good night.

Good night.

I must say I find this great fun.

Good night.

I think I'll have a cigarette before going

to bed.

Will you join me?

You know Baron, I would not run away.

Don't forget big bear in forest.

He wants to go and drink car in

middle of night.

What do you think of the Baron running

away like that?

He escaped.

Didn't you realize he was afraid?

Some people don't like to have anything to

do with death.

Oh, by the way, tell me.

Isn't he a little bit too old for

your sister?

But she is in love with him.

After all, I'm not going to marry her.

Don't you get married in the morning.

She's attracted by his personality.

Unfortunately, our father died very early.

And Brack was able to give her the

kind of life she had been used to.

Possibly he's intrigued by the fact that she's

still a virgin.

I'm sure he hasn't had a virgin for

a long while.

Maybe never before.

You'd better watch your words, Monsieur de la

Valliere.

You don't like to hear the truth.

But haven't you noticed Brack's interest in Vera?

Yes.

But I thought the whole thing was just

a game.

After all, he did ride away with Elena,

which is your concern.

You're right.

We were fooling around, drinking too much.

And we finally lost our way.

One shouldn't care too much about little things

like that.

Forget it.

But now when I come to think about

it, they didn't tell us away.

They just rode away.

Maybe he wanted to be alone with Elena

at his cottage.

Damn nonsense.

Just a lot of blah, blah, blah.

That talk of the servants and the castle,

those things get on my nerves.

Good night.

Who's there?

Oh, Roger.

Is everything all right?

No.

I'm so afraid.

Why?

There's no reason?

Ever since I heard that story, I go

on imagining that the Earl of Saxon is

going insane, sitting by his daughter, staring at

that poor dead girl.

Roger gives me the creeps.

I'm so afraid.

Can't you stay here with me?

No, I'm sorry, baby.

I'll stay with Elena.

If you need me, call me.

I'm next door.

Good night.

Are they sleeping yet?

Not yet.

Brother in the room with a girl with

a blonde hair.

The other one in the room of the

girl with black hair.

I see.

You will now go upstairs and wait till

they have gone to sleep.

Then you will bring down the blonde girl

who looks like Katharina.

Do you understand?

Down here.

Go now.

Go!

Yes, all right.

Marion's still sleeping.

She's feeling much better, I believe.

Well, I'm going to my room.

In case you need me, you know where

I am.

All right.

Good night, George.

Love.

Suffering.

Death.

Let copulation thrive for Illac soldiers, Behold yon

simpering dame, Whose face between her forks presages

snow, That minces virtue and does shake the

head To hear of pleasure's name.

Lafitune, or the soiled horse, Goes to it

with a more riotous appetite.

Down from the waist they are but centaurs,

Though women all above, But to the girdle

do the gods inherit, Beneath is all the

fiends.

There's hell, there's darkness, There's the sulphurous pit,

Burning, scalding, stench, consumption.

O ruined piece of nature, Why dost thou

lash that whore?

Strip thine own back, thou hotly lusts, To

use her in that kind for which thou

whipst her.

None does offend, none, I say, none.

And like the scurvy politician, Seem to see

the things thou dost not.

Then kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill.

Here you have it.

Come on, give me the bottle.

Let me have a go.

If the colonel only knew.

He was dead drunk.

Hey, you got another bottle of wine there?

How about that?

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill.

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill.

Something most horrible has just happened, sire.

You must return to your castle at once.

Your daughter...

Your daughter was the victim.

Mmm, mmm.

My daughter, my poor daughter.

No one knew your hiding place but her.

It was she who betrayed you.

You betrayed my girl.

My poor daughter.

My beloved, poor little daughter.

You killed her.

You killed her.

The only being I ever loved.

You bitch.

You mischievous, nasty little, bawdy bitch, you.

But you're going to pay for it.

You're going to pay for it right now.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Ahh.

Ahh.

What...

what happened?

Come.

Eh?

Mmm.

Marion!

Marion!

Hey, Marion is gone!

Marion!

Marion!

Ah!

Ah!

Labyrinth!

Here!

What you are looking for?

Straight on!

You are prisoner in Labyrinth!

We must find George.

He's looking for Marion.

She's disappeared.

This place seems to be coming up with

new surprises all the time.

Let me in!

Open the door!

I'm coming, wait.

Who is knocking?

It's Brian!

What is the matter?

The bear.

Yes, bear.

There, Baron.

Well, Baron, the bear grabbed you properly.

Look.

The Baron has come back after all.

Why are you staring at me like this?

What's the matter?

It's a dream.

It's a bad dream.

This is...

a very bad dream.

Death is mute.

And life is what it does cherish.

Oh, my rose.

My sweet child.

My dear sister.

Marion!

Death is afterlife.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

And death is yet so near.

Do not take life away from me.

Why do you back away from me, beloved?

It's life that comes to you, not death.

Marion, stop that!

Marion.

Marion.

You are not Marion.

You are my love.

No.

Oh, my God.

Fear not.

Katharina.

Katharina.

You did it.

You raped and killed her.

There's Rosemary.

That's for remembrance.

Do you like them?

Pray you, love.

Remember.

And there are pansies.

They're for thoughts.

There's fennel for you and columbine.

There are rues for you.

And here's some for me.

We may call it herb of grace of

Sunday.

Oh, you must wear your rue with a

difference.

Oh, there's a daisy.

I would give you some violets, but they

withered all when I died.

Katharina.

And of all Christian souls, I pray God,

God be with you.

Come away,

child.

Come away from here.

He that parts us shall bring a brand

from heaven and fire us hence like foxes.

Wipe thine eyes.

The good years shall devour them, flesh and

fell.

Ere they shall make us weep, we'll see

them starve.