Beauty and the Devil Page #4

This machine will fly man

over mountains and oceans.

And destroy the best defended

cities, killing everyone.

We'll discover germs.

You'll be able to cause epidemics

in the countries around you.

We'll uncover the secret of matter

and use the energy in dust.

Man will have the power

to destroy...

A country or a continent at will.

And maybe the earth and the stars.

Come over here

and have a drink.

I hate music. It makes me

think of heaven.

Angels with their harps.

Mephistopheles, where is

the happiness you promised me?

Don't be so demanding.

Being happy is up to you.

The Princess will soon be here.

How do you know?

I can foresee events as clearly

as your image in that mirror.

Really?

Then show me what's going

to happen in the next hour.

- Can you do that?

- If it amuses you, look.

Look at your reflection...

...leaving you and heading

towards the future.

The Princess will come

into this room.

When she appears,

you'll be waiting by the door.

She'll pretend

to be surprised to see you.

You'll take her hands

respectfully.

When the time

for respect has passed...

You see, it won't be difficult.

You'll arrange another

rendez-vous. As to the rest...

...that's up to you.

What happens after that?

You can guess

from what you saw.

I'm talking about my life.

- Don't ask.

- I've a right to know!

I paid dearly enough!

It would spoil your happiness.

It's an order. Didn't you swear

you'd serve me?

- I'm talking to you as a friend.

- What's so bad you won't tell me?

Nothing. Look.

This is what the mirror

shows in a year.

See with what respect and love

you're greeted.

Everyone will know

you're the Princess's lover.

What about the Prince?

The Prince?

He'll be dead then.

He'll have died

a few months earlier.

Whatever he suspected, he's in

no state to say anything now.

You can't stop gossip...

...about the nature

of the Prince's death.

- You mean he'll be killed?

- We all die one way or another.

Go on.

You must admit

the Prince is in the way.

An old husband shouldn't enter

his wife's room without warning.

One night...

...he almost catches you but,

luckily, he forgets the curtains.

Are you mad?

When science gives you a weapon

that leaves no trace?

Whose is that hand?

That of the faithful servant who

swore to grant your every wish.

Who needed the Prince?

The Princess who pretends

to be so deeply affected...

...will be free to concentrate

on her new love.

Eternal love, isn't that what

your heart desires?

My heart's desire

is to be always with you.

The world is nothing to me

unless reflected in your eyes.

The same words but

said to a different woman.

Time passes.

Poor Princess.

She should know that. But even

the devil can't make her see sense.

You have to put up with

a jealous woman's tears.

Shall I dispose of her

like her husband?

Don't be hasty!

You'll need freedom...

...to devote all your time

to your new passion.

Yet another to whom

you swear eternal love.

- I don't need to know all that.

- Didn't I tell you?

Forget all that.

How will I use my power?

Like all other great leaders.

You'll have total mastery.

You'll reward those who obey you

and give the rest time to repent.

If some remain obstinate...

...the old methods are best.

I won't do that.

- You must!

- I want men to be happy.

So you'll be harsh and work

all night for their good.

Making gold was child's play.

Transforming the world through

science is our supreme goal.

Uncover the secret of matter.

Use the energy

of each particle of dust.

That's what will win you

the people's admiration.

I'll leave nothing behind me

but dust and ashes.

Isn't that the way

of everything in this life?

And on the last day of my life...

- On my last day...

- Don't look.

- I want to know.

- Why punish yourself?

The years you gave me

will be over. It will be midnight.

My last night on earth

will be like every other.

A night like any other

for everyone, except me.

Only I will know

that a merciless creditor...

...seeks my soul.

There will be no one

to share my secret.

No one will know that Faust...

...has only a moment to live

before eternal damnation.

Hell will cry out:

''Faust, your hour is nigh!''

''On my last day, Mephistopheles

shall claim my soul.'' Signed Faust.

That's in order.

Why did you want to know?

Why didn't you listen to me?

I'm not as bad as you think.

I've become used to you.

You're my friend.

But you can't erase a signature

written with your own blood.

Fate is fate.

You can't escape it.

Where are you?

You must stay here.

The Prince sent me

to enquire after the Chevalier.

He must be considering

some great problem.

He won't see anyone,

not even me.

What caused this melancholy?

Heaven alone knows.

For three days he's been in his

room. He only comes out at night.

I was waiting for you!

I said yesterday

I wouldn't be back.

- But you came.

- You waited all the same?

I've never stopped waiting.

I hoped to see your face

at every turn of the road.

Each night I was disappointed.

Each morning I'd hope again.

But now you're here.

- I shouldn't have come.

- Why not?

I don't want you to be unhappy.

I'm not. I feel as though

we've never been apart.

No time has passed

and we're on the road together.

I was happy then.

Why can't you still be happy?

What's changed?

Come back here.

Ask me to forgive you.

Forgive me.

What is my sin?

You treat me like an enemy. You

mistrust me. What are you afraid of?

Nothing when you're here.

You protect me.

Two men were watching us.

Your Highness, walking the streets

in the dark is highly imprudent.

Why are you here?

The Prince is worried about you.

Worried about me? He'd do better

to worry about himself.

As you know, Professor,

if I stay at court...

...the Prince dies.

Come, Professor.

Goodbye, Chevalier.

Enjoy your walk, Your Highness.

Don't be afraid. You couldn't be

in better company.

Who was that man

who called you Chevalier?

A poor man

like everyone else...

...who neither knows why he lives

nor believes he'll die.

You called him Your Highness.

That's because he's the Prince.

You can talk to the Prince like that

and he calls you Chevalier?

Who are you?

- The richest and poorest of men.

- You're rich?

I could give you caravans of gold.

So why are you poor?

Even the most miserable beggar

owns his own soul.

Ask no more.

Just one question.

Why did you come back?

Because I could have been

happy with you.

It's not too late.

Let's go away tonight.

Henri, there's blood

on your hand.

The wound won't heal.

Wherever I go...

...he who seeks me

will find me.

Not if I hide you.

I've no right to hope.

Nor a right to that.

The Madonna won't refuse

the prayer of any criminal.

She'd refuse mine.

Let me go.

Who are you?

Professor Faust.

Henri's only friend.

I'm sure you're devoted to him...

...and you'd sacrifice anything

for his happiness.

That can be arranged.

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