I Stand Alone Page #6

going to the Eiffel Tower.

I have to comfort her.

We're going on a long journey.

A very long journey.

Just us two.

You like that, don't you?

Attention. You have 30 seconds to

leave the projection area.

Only after you've lost everything

you will find your way back.

Maybe the hunger is clearing

my thoughts.

The less you eat,

the more you see.

Back in the camps some people

saw magnetic waves.

It'll all be OK. I hope.

I have nothing to lose.

I feel stronger than ever.

Life is a constant battle.

For success; don't hesitate.

That takes a lot of energy.

Danger

HOTEL DE L'AVENIR

MARCH 23RD 1980, AROUND NOON

She's lucky to have a father.

I never knew mine.

He was killed by the Krauts

Why has she changed this much?

Maybe they did some strange things

with her in the home.

No, I don't think so.

There's only women there.

My daughter is pretty good looking.

I'm proud of her.

She has a lovely body, much

nicer than her mother's.

I should bathe her.

No.

There's only a sink. And besides,

I might do something stupid.

The gun?

Yeah.

I shouldn't be afraid.

When I wait too long I

could change my mind.

Let's be clear about this.

The violence I'd have to use

does serve a purpose...

...of getting us out of this

misery pretty easily.

Being dead must be like sleeping.

But better.

What has to be done, has to be done.

There. Did what I had to do.

But it wasn't as beautiful

as I thought it would be.

Now let's make an end to

all this misery.

I have nothing left to lose.

Yeah, that's it.

I'm doing this for me.

It's my duty to protect you from

years of misery yet to come.

Wait for me on the other side.

I'll be there right away.

It won't take long.

There, we're done.

It's over.

I haven't missed her, have I?

Come on, die.

What's keeping you?

A knife would've been better.

I've killed pigs.

My priest taught me.

Stick the knife into the main artery.

She's shaking like a pig.

She's in pain. I hate this.

It seemed easer in the abattoir.

Now what?

Why am I doing this?

She's dying. Against my will.

A higher force's leading me.

She dies where she was made.

It was the force, not me.

She's going back...

...where she came from. That's what I'll

say in court. What court?

Back to where I started. I'll kill myself.

I'm getting sick.

Don't throw up, not now, next to her.

She's in a lot of pain.

This could take too long.

I need to finish her.

No use crying over spilt milk.

If I shoot one more time...

...I won't have any bullets left for

myself and the abattoir queer.

Life's always heading in one direction

and way too quickly.

It's good against evil.

I must decide.

Piling up mistake upon mistake

until time erases them.

But death is no mistake,

it's the only way out.

My daughter's gone,

now it's my turn.

Blow your f***ing brains out.

Show them your brain.

Everyone always forgets we're only,

flesh, fat and bones.

I'm a piece of flesh that thinks too much.

They've killed my daughter.

Let the flesh stop.

Butcher, free the steak of itself.

Someone assaulted my child.

I'm going to kill the bastard.

it's my duty.

The labourer...

My father was a communist.

He wanted what was right.

The Krauts killed him.

Because he was a humanist.

Death sentence, no buts.

Fortunately the Americans and

the Russians killed those Nazis...

...and their f***ing wives.

But they left the Nazi pest

still around in this country.

All those who sympathized

should've been publicly...

...raped and castrated.

Let them suffer.

The Americans are much

more developed than we are.

It's almost over. I want to see my father's

face, and my mother's...

She was evil.

Pull the trigger, man.

She was a slut who betrayed

Jews and commies.

Are you chickening out?

Often evil wins.

I'll save the last bullet for the director.

Jesus I'm good.

They crucified him and f***ing priests

have stolen his image.

Everything good is long dead.

To let evil rule everything.

No. You must fight evil.

I'm good...

...so he has to die, not me.

A father, a daughter, a gun.

The world is evil,

good must triumph.

There is no room for the pure.

Maybe she's not dead. I'm coming.

God I love you.

You don't die that quickly.

Help me escape from this stinking

cheese.

She's only pretending.

Worms all over.

The cheese is not enough.

They want my flesh.

Worms in priest clothes.

Too good to be true.

They've come in your name,

but they're lying.

They're Nazis.

Why have I mutilated her like this?

Evil was inside of them.

No one will ever touch her.

Maybe at the morgue they'll stick a

finger up her p*ssy.

I'll save the bullet to

blast open her body.

She's pure. I'm continuing as planned.

She'll wait for me.

Cynthia, you are no longer trapped

in your body.

The first murder is the most

important one

Hang on, I'm coming too. Maybe

my damn mother is waiting for me too.

It would be great to die together.

With Cynthia's mother.

We're innocent.

Good must rule.

I'm coming, baby.

Count to ten. Ten... Nine...

I'll bring our past and our love.

From my brain?

What will they do with my brains

and my dick?

At the morgue they slice them up

and put them in a jar.

They have done something to this room.

You have to pay, even for the air

or they will gas you to death.

Death has to be good. I don't have

enough bullets for everyone.

It's either them or me,

so I'll go.

Cynthia's waiting for me anyway.

Yeah, honey, wait. Seven, six...

But we'll be back.

And I'll be the president.

And rule over France.

And I'll screw them all.

They won't get away.

The red button. And the void.

All they get is pieces of brain.

The time has come.

It's all over.

No it's me.

It's my head.

No I shouldn't do this.

I'm a good person and

it should stay that way.

Strange how I always seem to fail.

My birth, my youth,

love, the shop.

I never should've been born.

Ever.

Never.

My entire life is a mistake.

Everything but my daughter is.

I know what will happen.

This is just a deja vu.

I've been here a thousand times.

Everything seems to repeat over and over.

I love you more than anything.

Don't leave me alone.

Moral

Mankind has a moral.

I don't know how this

day will end.

But I'm here with you.

And I'm happy.

Happier than I ever was.

The rest is not important.

Maybe it's our last day,

maybe not.

Maybe I'll never shoot

myself in the head.

Maybe I'll sleep with you...

...and go to jail tomorrow.

Four months, a year, two years.

Ah, jail wasn't so bad.

And if it is,

I could always hang myself.

Even if I go to jail I'll always have

this moment to give me courage.

And the satisfaction of having done

what I wanted and not what someone did.

Maybe I can give my life a meaning

after all. Protecting you...

...and making you happier

than anyone else ever did.

You're my daughter.

And I'll make you... a woman.

We shall do it.

And be happy.

It'll be our little secret.

Whether we do it or not,

humanity won't change.

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