Clouds of Sils Maria Page #4

and I wanted to congratulate you.

Personally. Sit down.

No, there... in the chair.

Everybody sing your praises.

Including more wicked,

depending on who I would not have had to take the company to the death of my father.

Because I will perish.

Who misjudge me, not as a woman, but because of the numbers.

And the numbers are not what they should.

It's true, I do not sleep at night.

It's eating me from the inside.

They convinced me and they are right.

Why say that? It does not concern me.

You want it to be known?

In the pitying, they let you go?

I have less experience than you.

But to me, it has the opposite effect.

When they speak of you,

esteem which they offer,

they use you to humiliate me...

F***! I was wrong, damn!

- This is... what?

- To signify me...

This is to mean me!

I hate this f***ing scene.

I remember Susan Rosenberg

and disgust she inspired me by putting himself in the shoes

This defeated woman.

Obscene pleasure she drew, night after night.

- Why defeated?

- Defeated by...

By age,

by his insecurity,

- Leaving that bamboozled the girl.

- Stop,

- It goes further than that.

- I take.

This woman is ready to kill even before the play begins.

Sigrid will be only the instrument.

I repeat.

When they speak of you,

esteem which they offer...

it's me joy to mean they have to give you what they have denied me.

They are using you to humiliate me.

It's not that your youth

or attractiveness.

It's your assurance, your unwavering confidence.

You do not know me.

Nothing touched you, you radiate confidence in you.

- And do not you?

- I wear a mask.

Some are fools, others see clear.

I recognize them right away.

If there is one thing which I excel,

is reading behavior.

How do I read yours?

In your opinion?

I hesitate to say it, but it's clear.

Do not hesitate.

Helena nervously crosses his legs,

takes a cigarette.

You talk about your insecurity,

your vulnerability,

you trust in me.

I do not know why.

You expect something?

Can I be frank?

The figures do not prevent you from sleeping.

- What, then?

- Desire.

For me, I think.

I knew from the first moment.

Pardon, I had fun playing it.

- You left me.

- Amused?

What a strange word...

Not what I expected.

This text is impossible.

Damn it. The room is bad now?

No, but everything is weighed to put Sigrid in value.

I do not read it that way.

I see his arrogance, cruelty.

Helena and humanity.

She talks about her suffering.

It is moving.

I repeat.

Amused?

What a strange word...

Not what I expected.

But what a poor idiot.

Or that you were talking about desire.

To me to be frank.

It makes me uncomfortable.

And it forces me to look at you differently.

And it destabilizes you.

Pause.

You can tell me.

Gets up, lights a cigarette.

You want to say, say it.

Yes, it's true.

You destabilize me.

I wanted to ask you to stay

and become my assistant.

...Or she refuses, she accepts.

Without hesitation, she accepts.

I feel bad this morning.

I feel dirty.

I do not like Helena, despite humanity you see in it.

- You want some?

- No, thank you.

Or because of his humanity. I feel bad about yourself.

Why I infligerais me?

So do not do it.

That's what I say. I do not do it.

I would take the car tonight.

Berndt rents a house in Lake Como.

It's not next.

This is...

two hours by car.

Starting soon, I'll be back at dawn.

- You'll pull all alone?

- Yes I Am.

Be careful on the road at night.

You have a history with him?

I mean... it's serious?

I like him.

You like him.

We will not know more.

You're jealous.

Jealous?

Of my time.

Of my thoughts.

Perhaps my affection.

No, I am delighted that you have a boyfriend.

It does not happen often.

And when you have one, you the uses fast enough.

- I'll tell you.

- You bet.

I do not know if I should believe what little you talking about.

Free to you.

You give me the keys? I'm late.

- Sorry.

- See you.

Everything is possible. But you're under contract.

The canceling will cost.

I thought, I repeated, I can not.

Finally, I do, but...

It's too hard, I despise too Helena.

I am Sigrid and I want to stay that way.

Sigrid 20 years old.

I do not care. I know I'm right.

It does not interest me. It ruins my memory is not constructive.

They're going to sue you that will last for months.

- They can replace me.

- Too late .

Klaus wants only you in Helena.

I am hostage?

You will be in a prestigious room waiting for you for 20 years.

I ask you to get out of there.

OK, but it will not be cheap.

Work it up!

No need to be angry,

we will deal with it,

but I put you on your guard, okay?

Wait. Stay with us.

We are mutants, like you.

We doubt all.

Our powers.

The we deserve?

Do we have the right to use it?

After all,

what is good and evil?

Who are we to decide?

Scarlet Witch and Dr. Pretorius agree.

Thou hast not betrayed.

Forgive you.

Do not judge you so harshly.

You do not understand?

This is not an error.

I betray Alliance long time now.

And I refer directly to Sargon.

You know why?

Because I'm crazy in love with him.

You remember the attack of the Guild?

I fought. But only, I failed.

You were not there.

Neither Dr. Pretorius or Scarlet Witch.

He isolated in a field neutralizing my powers,

and I caved.

- You were sought.

- I was alone!

A prisoner in her fortress.

I know he raped you.

He did not violated.

I fell in love.

I refuse to believe it.

Sargon is not a mutant,

but he understands their desires.

I was his mistress.

You're crazy. Sargon loves no one.

He took advantage of me, then I repudiated.

But maybe if I obeyed,

he wants to take me back.

Place your bets.

Latest.

No more.

28, black.

Place your bets.

9, red.

I stayed, but I felt my brain shut down.

You do not find the great?

- It is fascinating.

- Its role is stupid.

Because of the spaceship?

If it was a factory or a farm,

- You would love.

- Yes I Am.

I have trouble with bimbos

dressed astronaut

debiting of psycho two balls.

- I have already given.

- I like it.

I know... I'm sorry.

There are no less truth

that in a supposedly more serious film.

It explores its shadows.

She dares, really.

In a blockbuster, it's cool.

She has a great presence.

But that has nothing to dare.

Despite his superpowers...

His superpowers?

- Yes, his superpowers.

- Superpowers?

What? It's a clich,

but no more stupid than another.

Despite its power, emotions dominate.

She loves one way.

This love for Sargon the enemy,

the leads to madness. Sh*t.

You find nothing of interest there?

I do not know, Val.

She goes to his loss.

But basically this is what she wants.

It's downright powerful.

Damn, sometimes I hate you.

You make me dizzy.

And Sargon, you find it

Interestingly, too?

- Yes I Am.

- Super.

I Do Not. Sargon is zero. This is...

Damn it.

You put everything?

Have you seen?

My powers to open the doors.

Can you drive?

- I drank as much as you.

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