deux orphelines vampires, Les Page #2

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your protector, our good Dr. Dennery.

He'll be your father now.

Ah, we'll miss you.

It's sad to see our angels leave.

We love them so much.

They'll be happy with me.

And who knows?

One day I may discover the secret

of their mysterious loss of sight.

Oh, father, you've given us so much.

We're happy just to be with you.

Come, my children.

Paris is waiting.

Careful.

And here's the entrance.

Here's the living room.

Keep in mind there are three armchairs,

a couch and a coffee table.

You'll learn where each piece

of furniture is placed.

I'll leave you to discover your room.

I'll go to bed early.

In the morning, I'll have an opportunity

to show you where everything is.

Good night, my children.

Good night, Doctor.

You'll have to get used to

calling me father.

But that'll come.

Our day, for us, is blue.

The light, for us, is black.

The other people's sun

has made us blind.

- But when it is hidden -

- Our dream begins.

- They'll never know.

- The two blind orphans can see at night.

- Like the cats.

- Like the tigers. Like the beasts.

- Shall we walk?

- He sleeps like a rock.

- I'm hungry.

- We'll go find one of our true homes.

I can feel one close by.

Take out those fake teeth.

You are just little carnival brats.

- You ate some?

- A big bite, yes.

You're beautiful with her blood.

It's good to be sticky from

the lifeblood of this woman.

Let's go in before he sees.

Just wait.

A game.

Is it dangerous?

You dare me to go in front of the window,

naked, without him seeing me?

I dare!

I adore you.

Smear me with some blood.

You smell of blood.

You're the statue of a goddess.

I still have the taste of

that woman's blood in my mouth.

- We're all covered with it.

- What if the doctor sees?

The blood on your body.

Ah, well, take it off.

You like it?

It's good?

My head's spinning.

It's as if I were drunk.

I have a surprise for you.

What is it?

The book on the Aztecs.

I stole it from the mother superior's library.

Loom

it's the goddess Bat Woman!

It's you, Louise. I know it's you.

This head of Murciloago,

the Bat God,

was made in a holy land

and placed on top of a funeral urn.

Oh, Henriette, it's really me.

And you? Where are you?

A picture of Quetzalcoatl emerging

from the mouth of a feathered serpent.

You see, he has teeth like mine.

We're like goddesses

who march through time and space.

One day we'll be able to remember

the time when we were real goddesses.

Even if they are all false memories,

we'll remember them.

Look at that.

It's the good Dr. Dennery's

two blind orphan girls coming out of mass.

I was there. I saw the doctor

dipping their fingers in the font

and guiding their hands

to make the sign of the cross.

Poor children, so deprived in life.

And they're so sweet and pure.

They're just like two sisters of baby Jesus.

Four, five!

Double five!

Five, four!

Double four!

Four, three!

You're cheating.

I'm certain you're cheating.

No, check.

It seems to be three, two.

You're the cheater!

It's four and three.

Children, tonight I'll be attending

a doctors' conference outside of the city.

I'll spend the night there

and return tomorrow.

You both know the house well now.

Do you mind staying alone,

or should someone come over?

Father, you can go.

- Don't worry. We'll be as good as gold.

- Nothing will happen to us.

Promise... you won't go out?

- We'll stay in the house.

- We'll go to bed as soon as you leave.

Well, then I can leave reassured.

Freedom!

Free for the whole night!

This time,

we're going on a big adventure!

Forget that little cemetery!

- We'll go to the biggest one.

- And even take the subway!

Finally, I see.

- I see blue.

- Me too.

I see perfectly.

It's the biggest house we've ever been in.

A home with a garden to eternity.

And all these statues.

Of marble and bronze.

Look, they're not really blind.

- They're creatures from hell.

- I'll go after them!

Look at that man

running after those girls.

Go help them.

You pervert. They're blind!

Stop it, you idiot.

Look at your girlfriend over there!

No!

- I can't run anymore.

- Me neither.

They're catching up.

We can't let them take us alive. Never!

Let's try killing ourselves!

Squeeze!

With all your might!

It's impossible!

Come with me. You'll have security.

Here, no one will find you.

- Who are you?

- Avampire?

I am the midnight lady.

I y above the cemeteries

like a bird of the night.

Like a hawk, I swoop down on my prey.

My vampirical powers

are more accomplished than yours.

I'll hide you tonight,

but while I sleep tomorrow,

you must leave.

The midnight lady is solitary.

Her destiny is to pass over cemeteries

in her own company, alone.

Well, we're the vampire orphans.

We can't fly in the sky,

but we see in the night!

- In blue!

- And we bite!

Like bats!

You'll spend the night

in this casket, which is my bed.

At dawn, your pursuers will be gone,

and you can leave.

But be careful.

In the day I sleep.

Do not wake me.

The sun is rising

Quick, we must leave here.

I'm thirsty.

Oh, I'm so thirsty.

You think we could drink each other?

Yes, Louise. Yes.

Quick, it's daylight.

We have to get home.

Good morning.

May I help you?

We'd like some alcohol, please.

Something strong.

It's a gift.

Do we have enough money?

With this I can sell you

a bottle of brandy.

That's good. Thank you.

Take it.

There is your change.

Thank you, sir.

- Good-bye.

- Good-bye.

You think it's good?

You have to taste it to know.

Someone there?

Come out or I'll shoot!

Henriette!

Henriette, it's bad.

I'll drink your pain.

Henriette, tell me.

Why aren't we like everyone else?

Why are we the orphan vampires?

We and no one else.

I am you, and you are me.

You know that.

Tell me.

Tell me who we are.

Louise.

I beg you!

Don't die on me.

Not now!

Try to remember...

when we were Aztec goddesses.

Please.

Please.

I think I remember.

Yes, I'll tell you.

The story of the two goddesses.

You are Quetzalcoatl,

the feathered serpent.

And l -

l am -

You are Murciloago, the bat goddess.

Dear God, what can I do?

You have to regain your strength.

Don't leave me.

Henriette, don't leave me alone.

Drink of life, little bat-girl,

and I'll tell you

the stories of my memories -

of the past times

when we had our magnificence.

The year is 1488.

There were four days

of inauguration festivities taking place

at the Great Temple of Mexico.

Montezuma's chosen successor,

the Emperor Ahuitzotl himself,

standing at the top of the pyramid,

will perform the first sacrifices.

The priests surround him.

For many moons,

the people have been excited.

The city is decorated.

There is nothing but song,

dance and rejoicing.

Some prophets predict that,

contrary to the Aztec calendar,

the return of Quetzalcoatl,

which should have been in 1467,

could take place during

the preparation of these events.

Over there, I can see the long,

unending line of waiting victims.

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