Faust Page #5

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...at your wings, your arse.

Why not just cut me up?

Wagner would be delighted.

A magnificent autopsy specimen!

- Mr. Faust, this Isn't Ilke you.

- No, ii isn't like me.

There should be a box up there

somewhere.

You keep all this to yourself,

but we need mnney.

My old friend Tacitus.

- I've found something!

- Pardon me?

Keep looking, keep looking!

You want to make the whole world happy!

- Some klnd of bones!

- Coins!

- A shower of gold!

- Where is the box?

Come to me, my Zeus!

I'll be your Danae!

- You gabber! Have you found something?

- My aunt's brown purse...

fallen as if from heaven!

- You're tricking mel

- The Devll doesn't have aunts!

- For the Lord, all things are possible.

Let me out of here!

No, I have to change my clothes!

Me, too! Hurry up!

I wan! In get this over with.

- Then you go ahead.

- No...

...you go, my dear friend,

and I'll wait outside.

Today we bid farewell

to our beloved Valentin.

The Lord summons no! only the old...

...but sometimes the young as well.

His earthly life was brief.

But he wlll be remembered

as a loyal son...

...a caring brother,

and a reliable friend.

- Where are you going?

- I need In see your mistress.

- Do you need help?

- Go, go!

L!'s highly confidential.

What are you sniffing around

here for!

Frau Emmerich!

You have a visitor.

- Good day, Frau Emmerich!

- I do not wish to see anyone.

It will be of the greatest Interest

to you, dear madam.

Have you taken lemon balm?

It won't help.

I have something better for you.

- What?

- A sedative you know well.

When your husband passed,

he Isl! a tidy sum.

You were comforted rather quickly.

- I have children.

- You have survived...

...even the unborn chlld

you killed in your womb.

A true friend gave you a ring...

...and you immediately

forgot your grief.

Caressing gold is a good cure.

I have no gold, as you well know.

Now once again you do.

I was asked Io give this to you.

- By whom?

- A good person...

...with a big heart. An angel.

Or perhaps a villain, a scoundrel.

What are you saying?

Just take what your

patron saint has given.

Only the Lord Gnd sends patron saints.

- NM necessa rl ly.

- The Lord giveth. and the Lord ta keih.

Man has two hands. One taketh,

the other one giveth.

What about you?

It has nothing to do with me.

What's wrong?I

He struggles along like

a decrepit old horse!

What, what, what?I

Tell me already!

Did she accept it?

She did. But personally,

I would n't have given it to her.

Why not?

I don' like any of this.

You are moved...

...by pure lust.

Although It ls hidden

behind a mask of nobleness.

What noblenessl There they are already!

I'm ridden with guilt.

Tha!'s also quite noble.

What's the hurry?

One is rushed. even tu the grave.

Tlme ls on the wane.

Death is never a welcome guest.

One always hurries Io he rid of him.

This is taking it too far, Doctor!

- What are you dolng here?

- Listen...

...this is not my crime, but yours.

Oh dear, you've been offended!

Attention! Close ranksl

But we have no money.

Now we do. Now everything

will be different.

We won't let our heroes be disgraced!

Stop it! End this nonsense!

There are no heroes here!

This is a private affair!

Onwards! I'll lead the way I

Go get 'em!

Splendid!

Hands off! She's not yours!

What is the Professor doing here?

He's not a member of the family.

Boring!

I barely knew him.

He was always fighting

in SOME War DY Othr.

I rarely saw him.

From the earth we came...

...and so we shall return.

Earth tn earth...

...ashes tn ashes. dust to dust.

My sympathies. Frau Emmerich.

Be careful with the cross!

- Are you going to the wa ke?

- No.

A peculiar girl.

May I accompany you,

Frau Emmerich?

- Is that hlm?

- No.

So who is it then?

An eternal wanderer...

...who reams the hills

and vales of life.

Altmayerl

Where are you? Let's go together!

- All of them are buried here...

...my entire family.

- The graves seem somewhat neglected.

Everything will he different now.

What a naughty old man!

Could you introduce me to him?

- Absolutely nut.

- Why not!

My companion is a scholar.

A misanthrope.

He lacks the lightness of being

that we naturally possess.

- What Is he dolng here?

- He is suffering.

Everything revolves

in its little circle.

I don' like any of this.

I'll see you home.

Wolves roam these parts.

For everyone knows exactly

what will lead him to hell.

- What about my mother?

- She's having a conversation.

What?

You don't know what leads a man to hell?

I'm so tired.

We're nearly Ihere.

But nobody wants to go to hell.

Everyone presumes hell ls only

for the bad, not the good.

And that is a mistake.

What plant might I gladden you with?

Celery? Parsley?

Perhaps mandrake root?

There Is no mandrake root

round here.

- You should be glad! Oh, a burdock!

- Thank you.

Can you not walk faster?

I have to get to my guests.

Do you know where mandrake root grows?

- No.

- We'd better ta ke the little path.

- Why?

This path is better.

It ls a steep path

but it is quite pretty.

- Yes, It truly ls.

- Professor!

- I'm over here!

- I can hear that.

It grows below gallows

or near bonfire pits...

Blueberries!

...Bonfires In which witches

were burned.

- I'm tired.

- We can have a rest.

No, let's keep going.

Women are weatherproof:

one may only admire (hem.

Why are you so frightened?

You're not a witch.

- Where are the two of them going?

- They cannot run away.

All roads lead to town.

And what is this here?

Verbena.

Ora lily.

Are you really a professor?

And a baccalaureate,

and a doctor, and so on.

But you're not

well versed in botany.

Quite so.

Autumn is coming.

So in what things are you well versed?

The order of the universe...

...the trajectories of the planets...

...the transmutation of metal into gold.

What plan! is this?

I think...

...It's chickweed.

- The things you know.

Why are only women sen! In the stake?

I know that my chatter

can never entertain a man like you.

- But not men?

- You'll be the firs! man to burn.

You should trust yourself more.

Fine by mel

I dream of the day...

...when I'm finally burned.

The day that everybody

is burned...

...regardless of sex...

...age, rank or merit.

That's what I call equality.

I had a dream about my brother today.

He seemed different.

We talked...

...for a long time.

You know so much.

What does death do to a person?

Does he die completely?

Science argues that death exists.

- But Ilfe gives the same answer.

- Yes, tha!'s true.

So what do we need your science for?

It's something to do to fill the void.

You, say, probably enjoy

knitting in your free time?

Yes, I do.

Science is something like knitting.

I'm driven by great things.

Thls earthly round

is ton cramped for me.

I can neither better

nor convert my fellow men.

- Wherever are they?

- They're just talking and talking.

- What about?

- About life and death.

Death is death.

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