Felix and Otilia Page #8

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To know it shoes,

are a sign that you existed.

I consult all the philosophers.

Consult, consult... consult.

When everything dries up

and the eyes deceive.

That you weren't a ghost.

I can't prove it.

When everything dries up.

I can't, can't... can't.

- Good evening!

- Good evening!

I've been expecting you for dinner??

When I'm at the estate I'm not a agreeable

companion to young people such as you.

How can you say such things?

You're upsetting me.

I haven't done anything wrong.

You know I love you.

Forgive me if I was rude.

Let's have a seat.

You want to be the host?

Be my guest.

Pascalopol, did I tell you?

Our parents wed us

since we were children.

Just like the Eskimos.

Let me show you the rooms.

You barely had anything to eat.

I'm sorry! You didn't like it?

Please forgive me, but I wasn't hungry.

- I ate a lot.

- Iike a bird... Not there.

To the right!

- I would like to sleep in the barn, in hey.

- Don't worry about this.

We have enough hey. I hope you won't think

poorly of the room I prepared for you.

You have everything you'd want there.

I don't know if you've heard Mister Felix,

but I've prepared a little feast for you.

- I hope you won't turn me down.

- Please forgive me but I'm very tired.

Your chamber... you know it

It also has a piano, something

you won't find in the barn.

You've always been cute.

I'll meet you outside.

You look sad. I'm sorry.

This here is your room.

You will find a lot of poetry

in this apparent solitude.

I'll be leaving tomorrow.

All right, but you promised that you'll be

spending a large portion of your vacation here.

- I will be forced to break my promise.

- But what will Miss Otilia say?

Otilia... Miss Otilia, Miss Otilia...

I'm desolate, you are very...

You are extremely polite with her.

You're always with her. You we're

alone together here at the estate.

"Look, see? This is your room,

do you recognize it?"

Didn't you call it that?

Yeah, that's it.

Mister Felix, Otilia hasn't authorized

me to tell you anything.

Still, some of these things,

I imagine you know them as well.

- I am a very Ionely man.

- Why don't you get married?

As far as I can tell you have an

affectionate heart, you love children.

A man like you, elegant, rich, intelligent...

Contrary to appearances,

I am not a very sociable man.

The rest of the truth doesn't matter.

I don't think it matters anymore.

Like any sensible man, I wouldn't want to

have children except with a certain woman.

I would have liked to have

a daughter like Miss Otilia.

And since this was not meant to be, I'm

taking advantage of any opportunity to show

her my little paternalistic affection as

a man who failed onto family life.

Miss Otilia has great sympathy for you.

My discretion prevents me from speculating

on the nature of her sympathies.

Miss Otilia is like a daughter to me.

Yes, please forgive me! Your conduct

towards me has been most gentle.

Everything that you say

may be very interesting, but

as far as paternal love goes,

I have my doubts.

The love between parent and child

is based first on instinct, isn't it?

We are all nothing more than

poor humans, Mister Felix.

I don't believe it.

You have a lot of money!

A brilliant situation, that's it.

I've spoken some words which I believe

have offended you. Haven't I?

- Please accept my apologies.

- There's no need for that, young man.

It's late and I wanted to let you sleep,

unless you want to come to the feast.

Everything you said was appropriate

for the conversation.

Don't look at me, I'm sometimes lost inside

my head and it makes me look upset.

I love Otilia very much. Perhaps I won't

back off from the mistake of

marrying her.

I've already told you, I'll do anything to

deserve to have her. I fight within my means,

you fight using your youth.

And I have to admit it,

your weapon is more certain.

But I'm loyal enemy.

Still, I'll let Miss Otilia make up

her own mind.

If poor Uncle Costache will pass away,

you yourself will require assistance.

- Would you like to go to Paris?

- On whose expense?

That can be arranged.

It would of course be a loan

until you are in the position to repay it.

Miss Otilia has great confidence

that you will have a brilliant career.

I would be happy to...

be of assistance.

Why didn't you make this proposal

to Mister Ratiu, the lawyer?

You are being malicious, mister.

As far as I can tell,

given his low-life qualities

which Mister Stanica has it, he doesn't

need my help to get ahead.

He will either go into politics or

start some gambling houses.

I suspect that you would be investing

in me for other reasons.

Not the reasons you are thinking of.

Trust me, Mister Felix.

I would be very pleased if

you would accept my proposal.

- Good night!

- Yeah... Mister Pascalopol!

I'm still going to marry Otilia.

Good night!

- One, two, three, four...

- Like Iondon, like Paris...

- I be your pardon, when the train leaves?

- In half an hour.

- Can you take there?

- Of course, Master!

But you need to hurry or

you'll miss the train.

- Felix!

- Prepare the carriage.

I heard you've met Miss Iili.

Do you like her?

Do you love her?

She's cute, but do you want me to marry Iili?

I'm indifferent towards her.

Tell me, what do you care

the most about, besides love?

Yes...

Love is an important thing.

But I don't think I could stand

to be second among men.

I need to be something in life.

To do something, to have a connection to her.

If I wanted to be a poet,

perhaps I couldn't make it.

But I think I could be a very good doctor,

and I really want to be one.

Felix, you want to be

a famous doctor, don't you?

Of course.

Then is your career

more important than love?

What role would I play

in your life, Felix?

I would lay all before you.

You would be the companion to my aspirations

and at the same time a goal of all my

struggles. Would you like that?

That's quite an ideal. Will you manage?

Otilia, we must be together, all our lives.

- What if I wasn't worthy of you?

- But I'm not demanding anything of you.

But you don't know me Felix.

A girl like me will admire you, but

will also tire and prefer mediocre men.

My ideal is to please

while I am young.

Do you know what could

happen tomorrow?

By the time I'm thirty I'll be old and

when I see wrinkles in the mirror

I will kill myself. My life

won't matter after that.

Felix, you're an ambitious young man,

and as such a bit egotistical.

A young man like you would

make a woman into an icon.

For his own use.

- And you think I would make you unhappy.

- No Felix, but I'm mediocre.

I'm nothing to you.

My only merit is that I realize it.

Fine, then I'll become

a cute man like Pascalopol.

- Would you like it that way?

- Please don't try, it won't fit you.

I love you as you are, but

I don't deserve you, that's the truth.

- That's not true, you deserve everything.

- Felix, but it's true.

When you were talking about the ideal, I was

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