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De vierde Man Page #4
- Year:
- 1972
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Now tell me, do these TV people
go at it all the time?
They slow down in their 80's.
Can't we find a quiet place in the
dunes? I'm a nature lover.
Ah, I like touring.
And are those showgirls
an easy lay, too?
- You revel in such things, don't you?
- I love sex.
Sure, but do you ever
I lay them by the dozen if need be.
Don't you?
What do you think I did
with Chrissy last night?
But Christine has often
walked down the aisle.
Never had any luck.
Take me to the studios some time.
Stupid b*tch!
Wait... stop!
Stop!!
You got something going with her?!
I saw that woman in a dream!
Ma'am!
Nothing, I guess.
Probably screwing
on some tombstone.
I read about them : cemetery whores.
- Damn weather!
- There!
We'll get soaked.
- That one's open!
- I n that tomb?!
Dead men don't bite,
only live ones do.
Do you want to get hit?
It wouldn't be the first time.
- But you won't.
- Won't l?
No.
Do you think I'll like it?
I'm gonna try...
Keep going, Gerard.
I saw you at the station...
... and your picture later on...
... such a beautiful boy.
I thought I've got to have him,
even if it kills me.
I like your spiel...
... nobody's ever told me that before.
Spieling is my profession.
I kept lobbying with Christine...
and hoping that you would come.
I like you going for me, Gerard.
I, dirty old man.
CHRISTI NE HALSLAG
- My God!
- Hey, what's up?
Three dead!
Look at those urns!
I'll be damned!
Chrissy's family grave.
She had all three of them cremated.
A fourth and they can play bridge.
- Did you know they were dead?
- Of course.
The whole town knows,
and even pities her.
Pities her? She let them die,
and I know how!
- Oh, come off it!
- She had one crash with a parachute
She fed one to the lions and sank the
other at sea. Bet she didn't tell you!
Bullshit! One of them had to
show off in the Safari Park...
...the second one's parachute
didn't open and the third...
And who'll be the fourth?!
- Get your hands off me!
- You or me! Get that?! One of us!
I don't get it. I'm stupid to
get it Mr. Writer, sir.
I say be an ordinary plumber,
but you, you're a raving lunatic!
That woman is deadly!
Three husbands, three dead bodies!
One of us will be the fourth,
can't you see that?
Deadly?
You just want to scare me so I'll split!
So you'll have Chrissy for yourself
and all her money! Forget it!
You can't rattle this boy,
this boy's staying with Chrissy!
- You stay and you're dead!
- Bullshit!
One of us will croak!
Scram!
Fine! I'll read the headlines
about your death!
Raving lunatic!
- Get in!
- No!
I'm leaving for Amsterdam!
Get in and I'll take you to the station.
Just don't take me anywhere
near that woman.
Okay. She's mine then.
- Can't you pass them?
- Grouch!
You're driving beside
your own funeral, Herman.
Watch out!
First him, doctor, first look at him.
Cover him, Ria.
Mr. de Vries... you're a doctor.
Mr. Reve! Calm down.
What a shame we have to meet here.
Tension gauge.
I didn't know you were a doctor.
That's why matters of life and death
interest me. Bloem!
Thinking of death I cannot sleep,
remember?
How is he? How's Herman?
- He's in very bad shape.
- Dead?
Yes.
A friend of yours? A relative?
The fourth man!
I told him but he wouldn't believe me.
Doctor, the liver.
Now Herman can go into
a vase too, he can...
- Enlarged but intact.
- Normal reflexes.
- She's done it again.
- You've had a lucky escape.
But she's done it again...
...the fourth man.
She takes him like a spider...
... a spider also fucks her mate
and then devours him... dead!
Quite a shock for you. Keep on
talking, it'll settle you down.
She's a spider, a witch.
She leads men to ruin.
She seduced me
with Herman's picture.
Who are you talking about?
About Christine, doctor.
Christine Halslag.
She's a witch.
Everything checks. She even has
a numb spot on her back...
... like the witches in the middle ages.
It all connects.
Keep on talking... about witches.
She killed them all!
Don't scoff at the poor girl's
misfortunes. I've known her for years.
Those were tragic accidents.
Especially for her.
Four accidents in a row
is damn strange!
Use your head!
One plus one is still two!
Alright.
Then let me tell you how
a physician sees you.
You turn a dead tourist into
a giant with 30 grieving dwarfs.
You're a compulsive liar.
You lie the truth! I heard you say so!
due to mild alcoholism...
... and you're in shock.
Otherwise you're as
healthy as a horse!
No! She fucks you
and finishes you off!
Okay, I'll go along with you.
He slept with her,
you slept with her.
He is dead.
Why are you still alive?
- Mary?
Mary who?
Mary, the Mother of God.
She, in person...
... she helped me.
The woman in blue.
Mary helped you.
It all checks, it does.
She was on the train,
with the blood on that picture.
She wanted to warn me.
And later in the Beauty Salon...
"When you're warned,
you must listen... "
And she was at the
cemetery this morning.
Mary is with me.
Mary is among us.
Mary is among us... in Vlissingen?
I'm a Catholic myself, Mr. Reve.
I've got six kids and my
third name is Maria...
... but that Mary would be
among us in Vlissingen...
...to help you against Christine,
beauty specialist and witch!
Lie down!
There she is!
The Godforsaken witch!
Godforsaken witch!
I'll kill you!
Nurse! Injection! 10cc!
Mary...
Easy, it'll be alright.
Easy...
This one to the morgue, the other
to neurology for now, Ria.
And your prognosis, doctor?
No alcohol, then prolonged
psychiatric treatment.
I'll take him some time
to collect his wits.
- Unless Mary helps him, of course.
- Of course.
Rotten for you, Christine.
I got the fright of my life.
Did you see him come after me?
Writers can do fine things...
... but when they crack up,
they're a menace.
Here, dry your tears.
An emergency.
Sit down here, I'll phone you a cab.
I'll come back and tell you
- Feeling sad?
- Yes.
Where do you live?
Let me take you home,
I'm going that way.
- No, they're getting me a cab.
- That'll take ages. Come on.
- You wind surf? Any good at it?
- Yes, out at sea and in the harbor.
- Among the big tankers.
- Isn't that dangerous?
It's child's play.
Want me to teach you?
No, it's not my sort of thing,
but I'll come and film you some time.
Oh, any time.
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