Exorcismo Page #2

Richard?

He's your fianc, right?

- Leila!

- I'm coming!

I'm sorry, Father. I have to go.

Bye, Leila.

Now you see that she's perfectly fine.

It looks like it.

And Deborah looks very happy.

They both are. They are.

I can't say the same about myself.

I've never felt so lonely, so depressed.

Since Lawrence's illness,

everything has gone wrong.

My situation is truly unbearable.

I try to hide it with dignity.

But there's a point

where I can't pretend anymore.

I didn't know about your problems.

John didn't tell me anything.

I told you that John

is a thoughtless person.

He doesn't take care of anything.

I have to face it all.

Look. I don't want to sell the house.

I refuse, but I'll have to do it.

Everything is abandoned, falling apart.

And on top of that,

these problems with my kids...

Well, with Lawrence's kids.

Where's John?

Where do you think?

In his damned greenhouse.

You know the way back, right?

At the end of the garden.

- I've been here before.

- Adrian...

Before we say goodbye,

I want you to confess something.

Tell me.

What worries you about Leila

is her background, right?

You mean your husband?

- Yes.

- No.

John talked about other things.

I just wanted to know that.

- Thank you.

- Bye, Patricia.

John...

John... Please, John.

Christian must be looking for me.

Then why did you come here?

I hadn't seen you for several hours.

You promised to help me, Sandra.

I did, John. I'll help you. I love you.

- They'll find us.

- Sandra.

Goodbye.

- Did you talk to Leila?

- I just did, and she seems OK.

She's a paranoid.

She pretends like no one.

Patricia is very worried about you.

She lies.

She thinks that you're deranged,

that you don't help her,

that you're aggressive.

I know what she thinks of me.

That I only want to hassle Leila

and make them all miserable.

And that's not true, I swear.

It seems that Richard

stopped seeing your sister.

I made sure of that.

- What plant is this?

- Don't touch it!

- What's wrong?

- It's very poisonous.

Damn, I never thought

you could risk your life here.

It's an umbellifera.

I'll be more careful from now on.

You'll see from my stepmother's words

that Deborah and I

mean nothing in this house.

Leila is the only one that counts.

And so it will be until I show her

just who her dear daughter is.

You're obsessed with this issue.

You'd better forget about it.

She convinced you. Your visit was in vain.

Yes, John. It helped us

to know each other better.

Come to see me another day

and we'll talk again.

I'll come when I have some evidence.

I know you'll listen to me then.

See you soon, John.

Where are you going, Leila?

I'm an adult, I don't need

to explain everything to you.

Are you going to meet him?

I'm getting tired of this.

Don't you see

that that guy isn't good for you?

He's depraved, a junkie.

And you, John? What are you?

Why don't you take off

that damned puritan mask?

Or don't you think I know

who you spend your nights with?

Don't worry.

There's nothing to worry about.

I know how to keep a secret.

But listen, John, don't mess with my life.

Please just stop.

Bye, I'll call you.

- Hello.

- Hello.

What a wonderful day!

How was golf? How did it go?

So-so. I hit well today,

but I did not get my putt right.

Thank God Pamela was inspired.

Otherwise, we would have lost.

But I think

we'll get to the finals, anyway.

By the way, I saw our friend

Dr. Lewton at the club.

He told me he'd come here.

Yes, I talked to him.

Are you worried?

Is something wrong with you?

Your brother worries me.

The same story again.

He seems the same as always.

It's just how he is.

He didn't sleep in his room last night.

His bed is intact,

and he hasn't shown up yet.

I looked in the garage,

but he didn't take his car.

He's not in the greenhouse either.

I don't know what to think.

He'll show up, don't worry.

What about Leila?

She's still in bed.

Well, It's about time.

I'm going for a swim.

Let me know when lunch is ready.

I'm starving.

Who is it?

We ask you, Lord, to forgive

the soul of John Gibson,

who has been taken from our side,

leaving an open and painful wound

in the memory of all of us who knew him.

We ask you, almighty Lord,

to absolve his soul from every sin

so that in the glorious resurrection

he can live eternally

among your chosen ones.

May he rest in peace.

Good morning. Shall I serve you, miss?

Yes.

Shameless, disgusting whore!

Come here! B*tch!

- Leila!

- B*tch!

- You're disgusting!

- What did you do?

Let her go!

Leave me alone!

Please.

Mother.

My little girl.

My girl.

My God, poor girl.

What did they do to you?

We'll end up going mad in this house

after what happened.

- We should leave.

- Shut up, Abigail, please!

You always say more than you should.

- Is lunch ready?

- Not yet. Soon.

- Right, Abigail?

- We'll let you know.

I'll be in my room.

He's so obnoxious. He didn't even ask

what happened to the girl.

Let him be. He doesn't bother anyone.

Don't move, sweetheart.

- Leila!

- Mom!

I saw John here in my room.

He was cursing me.

He tried to strangle me!

- Deborah, help me.

- Sure.

Call the doctor.

Tell him to come immediately.

No! I don't want to see that charlatan!

But, honey, you're sick. He'll help you.

You won't get me out of here.

I know what that doctor wants!

He wants to lock me up in his clinic

and forget about me.

No, honey.

Lewton only wants to treat you.

Lewton, your dear Dr. Lewton.

His name makes your mouth water!

You like him, huh? Say it, Mrs. Gibson.

What do you mean?

- You don't fool me, you hypocrite.

- Leila, control yourself.

And you shut up!

Go to your club to have fun

with your stupid friends.

That's what you like, right?

Well, go and leave me alone.

I want to be alone.

Alone!

Leave now.

- I heard voices and...

- Let's go.

Hello, Deborah.

- Can I talk to you, Father?

- Come in.

How's everything at home?

After John's death,

I cannot say that things are fine.

That's normal. Wounds need time to heal.

John's death is not the only problem.

It's Leila.

Still having her tantrums?

She's sick. Seriously sick.

It didn't seem so when I talked to her.

She's very imbalanced.

Dr. Buchanan is a good psychiatrist.

What's his opinion?

Leila doesn't let any doctor visit her.

No one is able to convince her.

- Has her boyfriend gone to see her?

- No. He didn't even call.

So they broke up.

She refuses to talk about it, but...

It's obvious that something

is wrong between them.

We are probably overreacting.

Depression may well be the reason

for your sister's condition,

caused by John's death

and by her problems with Richard.

I came to ask for your help.

I know I can count on you.

Your brother also asked me for help,

and I didn't succeed.

But we'll try it again, and this time

we'll attack the root of the evil.

- What will you do?

- I'll call Richard.

Who's calling?

Adrian, it's the tedious Adrian Dunning.

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