Giorgino Page #3

There are also ...

children's drawings.

Who knows why!

Can I?

Please.

Ah ... this is the report

of the internment.

"Degrce, Gaston,

Raoul, Sbastien ...

"born ... 14 June 1851.

"Came on May 1 March 1 91 5-1 8 ...

"The medical examination revealed

"many bruises.

"Fever due to pneumonia.

"Diagnosis:

Catatonia, pronounced hydrophobicity ...

"and paranoia,

"triggered, clearly

by the outbreak of war. "

What?

The war?

This is absurd!

This is the death of children

which made ??him sick.

He had children ...

Anyway,

you and I know

that the cause does not matter.

A fool is a fool.

I can ...

Can I keep them?

No, I'm sorry.

Hospital property.

"Mystic delirium:

the patient accuses

"decapitated Christ

with a shovel. "

Original!

I do not think

- That these drawings ...

- "Treatment with showers

"and daily immersion

in cold water. "

There is a note.

From 16 of January 1916 ...

I do not know if you are interested.

"The patient continues to call for

his wife and daughter.

"Given the nervous fragility of

these women

"and mental degeneration

of the patient,

"total isolation.

Visits denied. "

Sorry, but this is outrageous!

I must see him.

He's not delirious,

about Christ:

I saw him.

- Who?

- Christ.

I glued his head.

I placed it.

The smell ...

This is hopeless,

what we do

with crazy people,

it is always wrong.

When I arrived, I thought it's best to

detache ... I was wrong!

Now they tap on!

If it was only that ...

but they kill each other!

I pulled four bodies

this week!

These are not really

men.

As you can see,

even light scares them.

They clog the vents

with their sh*t.

Finally ...

We're going to try anyway.

What is the name?

Degrce. Sebastian.

Go Degrce, show yourself!

Otherwise I'll shower you in the ass!

There is a Degrce here?

You see ...

They even know their names!

I had told you.

Excuse me, but ...

I must find him.

Do not do it,

it is useless!

For heaven's sake, come back!

If you hear me, answer!

Do not be afraid.

My name is Giorgio Volli.

It is about children.

I will do you no harm.

Answer, please!

I knew the children.

For heaven's sake, come back!

I will help you out of here!

If you hear me, answer!

My God ...

One of you is Dr. Degrce?

It is you, doctor?

Okay?

You found?

No ... There is a corpse at the bottom.

I'm glad I could

help you.

I love the Italians.

Friendly people, who laugh out loud

and speak with their hands.

And then ... Rome,

Florence, Venice ...

Michelangelo!

Great people.

You plan to stay in the area?

No, I go to Paris.

I have nothing more to do here.

Concerning this unfortunate ...

"disorder" ...

we have experienced ...

I count on your discretion?

This is it

Do you recognize them?

This material comes

from the asylum Sainte-Anne in Paris ...!

Remarkable treatment.

It calms agitated

and it wakes the melancholics.

And as they struggle,

they always end

by messing up everything.

Nothing serious, but it allows

to differentiate ...

physicians.

Okay, sir?

I'm a little cold.

Here, it will warm you up.

Do you go far away?

I'm going to Mortemont

take the train to Paris.

Come on up.

It should wam you, this coat!

Are you always on

the road to Mortemont?

Have you not been lost?

No, do not worry.

We see that you are not here,

with your little coverage.

After the trees on the left.

Three kilometers

there will be a rib.

My house is down.

So stay for supper.

Advance!

What is you've got?

We're almost there.

Calm ...

There must be a carrion there!

In your place,

I would bend his eyes.

The horses are

like men ...

They do not like

to watch death in the face.

take this!

You were right!

You are Dr. Degrce ...

Yes ...

And you are?

These drawings are youres ...

What a time of dirty-minded!

Go, Boo!

Wolves ...

The Wolves ...

He is dead!

He has no fear ...

Look how beautiful he is!

This is by chance

the doctor found you...

Put your thumb in your mouth.

Why?

It is sewn for the dead

and the dead do not suck their thumbs.

Please, doctor ...

Do not move, I'll pinch you.

We thought you were going to die.

You could barely breathe.

The doctor gave you an injection.

An injection?

What?

Calm down!

But Dr. Degrce

is a little ...

Yes, it is a little ...

But it was a great doctor ...

- What, like sting?

- I do not know.

Please ... doctor.

Suck your thumb.

Who plays the piano?

Miss Catherine is with him?

No. She is lying down.

She took something

to sleep.

They bury Mrs tomorrow.

Try to sleep.

Forgive me ...

I did not dare undress.

Wait ...

Let the light.

Sleep well.

You know, mom,

Now, I can confess:

I was hiding under the stairs ...

and I saw your panties ...

That is why

I asked for your hand ...

your cold little hand ...

Oh, sorry,

I thought I heard ...

No ...

Come on.

With Mary, we come

in your room ...

watch you sleep.

Sometimes ...

before ...

During the night, I was

watching the kids sleeping.

Children who sleep ...

this is so pretty!

They look like dolls.

Yes ...

That is true.

I stole you

two candy canes ...

What were you to do

with all these sweets?

I do not know.

If you want ...

Can I?

We will make

cupcakes of sugar!

Good idea.

The other day ...

I said that you embrace evil.

It was not true.

It was for you to make the effort.

I go back to bed.

It looks like a bird!

You mean, Mary?

He takes you back to bed,

miss.

It is very late.

Good night.

I hope you do not mind,

we borrowed the horse.

It is beautiful.

Dr. Degrce is not coming?

No ...

He does not want to see anyone.

And. .. please ...

Do not say to anyone he's back.

It would only make it worse.

Lets recollect ourselves

in front of the corpse

Elizabeth, Frances,

Jeanne-Marie Degrce,

leave your home

for the dead.

Did You return from the war,

eh, Doctor?

You met

Julien Ferrauge?

You were not

in the Balkans, so ...

Because usually,

we notice,o boy!

You see ...

Don't want to take it!

What are you talking about?

If the dead will not go away,

is that it will return!

If the Lord don't want them,

is that they are not dead

by Christians!

What do you know?

Josette!

Say what you saw.

I saw nothing!

Nothing!

It's not you, perhaps,

who have placed him in the coffin!

it's me!

But I saw nothing.

Come on ...

Speak! Say!

Would you lie to the cross?

Say what you saw!

Under the tape they put it,

it was all black ...

his neck!

the Degrce

she hanged herself!

Not true, Doctor?

Liar!

Hlo.this is it!

Misfortune is not enough for you?

You're just nasty!

- I'll talk to them ...

- Mind of your own business!

Stop whining!

Catherine, come back!

This is my mother who is dead!

Come back here now!

Pay attention, watch the madness.

So my mother was hanged?

You know very well ...

And it is because of you.

B*tch!

It is you

who have drowned the kids!

And you left your father

pay at your place!

B*tch!

You do not want to bury her?

She broke me a varicose vein!

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