Liliom Page #5

One less... no big loss.

He didn't have any money

for over a week.

Cards and fights,

that's all he did for work.

60,000 francs. They're waiting

for the payroll at the factory.

Caretaker?

Now that's what I call a job.!

I'll send the doctor from the factory

with a stretcher.

We'll leave the body where it is

until the authorities arrive.

Justice, all we get is justice.

Come on. It doesn't cost much.

Take advantage

of this special opportunity.

Two tickets.

Mrs. Muskat!

- What are you doing here?

- I need 200 francs right now!

Two hundred francs. Go fly a kite.

Get out of here!

Two hundred francs, right now!

Liliom...

The doctor said there's no point

taking him to the hospital.

He'd only die on the way.

- Is that his wife?

- Yes.

He's barely breathing...

but he's still fully conscious.

Julie, say something!

Let's leave her alone.

Julie, if there's anything I can do...

Do you have a table where I could

finish writing my report?

- Please come in, Officer.

- After you.

Miss Julie...

if you need me, I'm here...

so to speak.

- Is that you?

- Yes.

I wasn't able to give you a thing.

Not a roof over your head...

not even enough to eat every day.

I'm a bastard, a rotten bastard.

If there were a job I could do...

Caretaker? Oh, no.

I thought things

would be better in America.

Don't cry.

I sure beat you!

I'm not apologizing.

After all, you couldn't have

always been right.

Liliom wants to be right too.

Nobody's right.

Tell the kid

his father was a bastard.

Yes. Tell him.

Tonight...

I will see...

the good Lord.

Will I see him?

Yes.

I have to see Him.

Not the inspector, or I'm done for.

If I see the good Lord...

I'll explain to Him.

He'll understand.

Yes.

My little girl...

hold my hand tight.

Tighter.

Even tighter.

I'm holding your hand

very tight.

What's wrong?

Stop it! Stop everything!

Three minutes of silence,

gentlemen.

Liliom the carnival barker

is dead.

Hear that, Liliom?

What a silence falls over the carnival!

Because everyone knows.

No, they don't know...

what I never said, even to you.

Now I can tell you.

Bad boy, brute...

darling.

The party goes on.

Sleep in peace.

Now I feel ashamed

for never telling you...

how much your strange

little girl loved you.

Good night, Liliom.

Come inside.

There's not even a candle.

I'll bring some right away.

Come, Julie.

Arise.

Arise and follow.

The moment has come

to give an account.

It would be too convenient

if death resolved everything,

Liliom, you must follow us.

We are God's policemen.

To stab yourself...

to save yourself when you don't know

what to do anymore...

leaving behind a woman

with a child in her womb.

Where would justice be

if death wiped the slate clean?

Being a man would be very convenient

if that were the case.

POLICE STATION:

Please announce our arrival.

Numbers 312 and 13,000 are back.

What's that?

Wait there.

Naturally.

Sit down.

- So this is the place...

- For those who commit suicide.

Anyone who killed himself...

must come here for questioning.

Silence!

Too late.

Pity.

Who is he?

Did he also...

He was your guardian angel, Liliom.

My guardian angel?

- He might have said so!

- Silence!

"Paradise Daily."

NO SPITTI NG:

Liliom!

ENTRANCE TO THE POLICE STATION

PROCEED WITHOUT KNOCKING

Step up.

Last name, first name and status.

- Liliom.

- Surname?

Zadowski, like my mother.

Age?

Twenty-eight.

Yes?

It's missing a stamp.

Naturally.

Tell Mr. Emile to come

up immediately...

so that I may apply the stamp.

According to the provisions...

of paragraph...

Seventeen of the Police Rules

dated March 22, 1721 BC...

you have the right

to return to Earth...

- for one night.

- What for?

When you commit suicide, you usually

forget something in haste or panic.

- No, I don't believe so.

- Think about it.

Something left unsaid,

some unfinished business...

some wrong that needs

to be righted...

some matter that needs

to be settled.

Yes.

- I'd like to...

- What?

Break Alfred's neck!

Sanctions and punishments

are for us to deal with. Anything else?

Now that I'm here, I'm staying.

Very well.

"Declines."

Take this down.

"Number 5,673,210,109,212,003..."

Liliom Zadowski, here present...

"waives his right to return

to Earth for one night."

Hello, Mr. Emile.

There's an error on the registration form

of the man they sent down below.

It's missing a stamp.

It's management's fault.

Get it through your head

that management is never at fault.

Naturally.

Let me have that.

Strange.

Don't waste your time.

Top drawer on the right.

- There, now everything's legal.

- Thank you.

Good-bye.

Hope to see you soon.

Why did you kill yourself?

You abandoned

a woman to the deepest misery.

Your wife...

who's expecting a child...

your child...

in six months.

Listen, since I'm dead...

I'd like to at least

reap the benefits.

Stop bothering me

with all these accusations.

Do you feel no remorse, Liliom?

I want to go to sleep...

and never wake up.

That would be too easy.

What about justice?

Do you regret having been

a bad husband?

A bad husband? Me?

Yes, you, Liliom.

I couldn't work.

What would I do? Be a caretaker?

Not me.

I couldn't stay there all day

and watch...

Julie...

Cry?

Say it.

Don't be ashamed of having

loved her.

Ashamed? Me?

Absolutely not.

I couldn't stand that...

so I listened to Alfred, that's all.

And why did you beat

that unfortunate woman?

- Because you loved her?

- No!

I beat her because

she got on my nerves.

You're lying, Liliom.

I'm not lying.

We got into arguments.

She'd take one side,

I'd take the other.

Yes, no, yes, no.

Suddenly I'd get angry

and fed up to here...

and I'd hit her.

- I'll prove that you're lying.

- I dare you!

Show the corroborating footage

of Liliom Zadowski's life...

dated July 17th, 8:40 A.M.

Ready to roll.

Turn around.

"July 17 th, 8:
40 a.m."

A little more coffee?

With three lumps of sugar.

That's amazing!

That's Julie!

- That's her!

- Don't touch the screen!

First-class.

And now, a half cup

for my strange little girl.

Wait for what comes next...

- Is it all gone?

- The important thing is you liked it.

So that's it. It's all my fault.

I drank it all.

You're exhausted.

I'm to blame for that too.

I'm tired of your constant criticism.

- Enough of your martyred looks.!

- Stop, you'll break it.!

There, what did I tell you?

Roll the film again...

but this time with Liliom's thoughts

on the sound track.

You see, we can also record

your thoughts.

How about that!

First-class.

And now, a half cup

for my strange little girl.

Well?

- What a bastard.! I drank it all.!

- Hey! Wait a minute!

The important thing is you liked it.

She deprives herself for me, poor kid.

I sure don't miss an opportunity.

It's the same thing every time.

She's dead-tired,

yet I let her wait on me.

I only think of myself.

What a lout.!

If I were her, I wouldn't stay

with such a hooligan for long.

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