Beauty and the Devil Page #2
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- You've no proper situation?
No, my situation
is anything but proper.
- What is it?
- A suspicious man prowling about.
What's in there?
- Nothing. Everything's in order.
- Where is he then?
Don't worry.
He's gone.
- I knew I'd see you again.
- You did?
The cards told me.
You don't believe in cards
or in palm-reading?
- None of that.
- Don't you believe in anything?
Oh, yes.
I believe in the devil.
It felt as though
someone were watching us.
- Satan isn't as bad as you think.
- Be quiet!
If you know so much, tell me
what will happen to me.
What an odd hand.
It's as though your life stopped
and started again.
It looks as though the heart line...
What's your name?
Marguerite.
You're very young.
I'm nineteen.
Don't laugh.
You're not a lot older.
When I have your hand in mine,
I believe it.
Go to sleep now.
The dogs will guard you.
Guard him well, Sultan.
See that no one harms him.
Good night, Sultan.
Good night.
On my rounds, I saw this door
open so I went into his laboratory.
- I found this mess.
- There's been a fight.
They're the Professor's glasses.
Just between ourselves,
he was a little odd.
He claimed it was possible
to make gold.
- Gold?
- Yes, sir, gold.
That's the motive for the theft.
Or the murder.
The young man seen at his home
was attracted by the gold.
Be quiet!
They're jealous of me.
They just wonder who you are.
That's for you to tell them.
Who are you?
You haven't even told me.
I don't know myself.
Before we met,
what did you do?
I've forgotten who I was
before I met you.
You'll forget me too.
You saw it in my hand?
Henri, there's a wound in your hand.
There's blood.
You'd let that scare you?
I feel I'm going to lose you.
I'm as free as air. Who could
take me from you?
Henri, where are you?
Come and show us
what you can do.
Just watch me.
That's him!
Ladies and gentlemen,
are you happy? I am!
I'll tell you my secret.
Long before you were born...
...in a country
you'll never see...
...a philosopher you don't know
called Plato...
...shut men in a cave to explain
the earth's secrets to them.
Later...
...another man you don't know
in a country you'll never see...
...the astronomer, Newton...
...flew off among the stars...
...in order to tell men
the secrets of the heavens.
But the philosopher and
astronomer were wrong!
So says a third scientist...
I, Henri!
You need only know one secret -
the secret of youth.
It's the secret of happiness.
The secret of joy!
The secret of pleasure!
Come in and see for yourselves.
Roll up.
Was that you laughing?
It's him!
It's him all right.
You were seen stealing money
from Faust's house.
Since then, Professor Faust
has not been seen.
- Where's the body?
- What body?
Professor Faust's!
You killed the old man
after a savage attack.
Here is the evidence!
And the body.
You burned the body
right here...
...in that stove!
Mephistopheles, he who
laughs last laughs longest!
Gentlemen, I have finished.
Everything proves that man's guilt.
He keeps promising a disclosure
that will prove his innocence.
But we're still waiting.
We have suffered a terrible loss.
Faust was an eminent scientist.
The luminary of our age.
Justice demands...
...the only appropriate sentence.
Death!
Has the accused anything to say?
Yes, Your Honour!
I wish to say something
I hesitated to reveal...
...until the last moment.
But I can wait no longer.
As the prosecution said,
no one knows who I am.
No one knows my name.
Don't you find that strange?
The time has come for me
to reveal the infernal...
Yes, the infernal plot
that has brought me here.
We'll see who
has the last laugh.
You want to know what happened
to Professor Faust?
I'll tell you!
As incredible as it may seem...
...Professor Faust is alive.
He is here.
- Where have you been?
- Travelling.
A very long way from here.
I didn't call you.
Why did you come back?
We don't like our affairs
talked about in public.
You wanted to force me to sell you
my soul in exchange for my life.
You've defeated me,
I admit it.
You're now free to enjoy
youth's pleasures...
...whilst I have to put up
with your rheumatism.
No hard feelings.
You know where to find me.
Rector.
Yes, young man?
That man isn't Professor Faust.
If you want to know,
I'm Professor Faust.
The fellow's mad.
Where are you going to sleep?
Youth is so thoughtless.
I can't give you gold, I haven't
made any. But here's some money.
Always glad to help.
You're too kind, Professor.
Yes, it's a failing of mine.
Dinner is served, Professor.
Dinner? What a good idea.
I hadn't thought of that.
You've changed since your travels.
- For better or for worse?
- For the better.
- Where's the wine?
- You drink now?
I want wine, the best!
I've heard all about foie gras,
creamed mushrooms, and lobster.
Now I want to taste them.
Life's short. Let's enjoy it!
Good morning, Professor Faust.
Good morning, Rector.
Our joy is shared by the Prince.
at once. A carriage is waiting.
The Prince's wish is my command.
You forgot your glasses!
I forgot my glasses.
Professor Faust, Your Highness.
Be seated, Professor.
I like to think...
...that your mysterious absence
and return are related...
...to your work.
Correct, Your Highness.
I've worked a lot lately.
Only you can save us.
Our coffers are empty.
See what we pay with?
Paper!
An excellent idea, Your Highness!
Soon this paper will have no value.
We need gold.
To work, Professor!
You're tired? Have you never
worked before?
- All my life.
- Doing what?
Drive on.
Make way for the Princess.
Back to work.
Hurry up!
I feel the time is near
and we'll soon have gold.
- God willing.
- What was that?
God willing.
You've changed. In the old days,
you had these odd fears.
What fears?
That making gold was -
how shall I put it? - diabolical.
Really? You and I know
the devil doesn't exist.
But we mustn't tell anyone.
- Take that and go.
- And my money?
You want money too?
I'll pay you!
You called me?
Sorry, I thought
I heard you call.
Just say the word and
I'll let you in.
You don't just help yourself here.
Serve me then.
You must pay first.
Gold!
A gold coin. I'd forgotten they
existed. Where did you find it?
It fell from heaven.
Don't you want it?
Yes. Let's see if it's real.
What's that?
Sand!
Play the conjurer with me
and you'll be in trouble.
Don't worry. The gentleman
is my guest.
Come on, let's enjoy ourselves.
Life is short.
I'm such a poor alchemist. I make
gold and it turns into sand.
Your good health.
You know much more than me.
I've read your experiments.
You were almost there.
The man who can make gold
can do anything.
Let's drink to eternal science!
You're scared of drinking with me?
Neither you nor your master
scares me.
To your good health.
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