Madame Bovary Page #8

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of trusting you.

Latour and Passepoil will

guarantee...

the lawfulness of the operation.

Not a word of this to my husband,

understand?

Not a word.

I never say anything, ma'am.

It's turned chilly.

- I must go to Rouen tomorrow.

- Really?

Why're you here?

Are you busy?

No, but I didn't expect you today.

I need to talk. It's urgent.

I need you. I need 8,000 francs.

What? You must be mad!

No, not yet, not quite. Listen...

But what...

You must find the money.

How can I?

What a coward you are!

I'm sure you're panicking.

Perhaps a thousand cus would do.

All the more reason. You can find

Try!

I'll love you so!

But where? How?

If I were you, I'd know.

Where then?

Your office!

Her eyes blazed with a hellish

recklessness...

and the lids narrowed with

sensual encouragement.

The young man felt himself

weakening...

before the silent will of this

woman...

pushing him to commit a crime.

He took fright.

How stupid I am!

Morel's back. His father's rich. I'll

bring it tomorrow.

Tomorrow at three. I'm sure he'll

lend it to me.

My friend Morel, I mean.

My dear, I really must be going.

Careful now. There's medicine in

there.

Delighted to see you. I didn't know

you were here.

You'll liven up the journey.

Often on a summer's day.

Girls dream of love so gay.

They should be locked up and made

to work.

Progress moves at a snail's pace!

We wallow in barbarity!

That's a bad scrofulous disorder.

Instead of getting drunk, you

should start a diet.

I know a good cream for you.

Well, I hope you'll do a showfor

us now.

Ma'am! It's a scandal!

What's wrong?

There are bills posted on the

square.

Does my husband know?

No, he left early. I was just up.

If I were you, I'd go to see the

notary.

Do you think so? We hardly know

him.

I'd go anyway.

I should have the money later.

Seeing Maitre Guillaumin won't do

any harm.

You really think so?

My black dress.

I'll take the back door.

A thousand cus?

Why do you need such a sum, my

dear lady?

You should have consulted me.

There are a hundred practical

ways...

of investing.

Why did you wait?

I don't know.

Do I scare you?

You're usually brave.

I'm most devoted to you. You do

knowthat?

You're a pretty woman...

the glory of our town.

I'm most fond of grace and beauty.

What's your decision?

What?

The money?

You'll get the damn money.

You're

playing with my despair.

I'm to be pitied, not bought!

Stay!

- Well?

- Nothing. I'm desperate.

Perhaps there's someone...

No. There's nobody.

You said this afternoon perhaps.

Yes, perhaps...

The master will soon be in.

Yes, I know!

I won't see him. I couldn't stand it!

I can't forgive him for knowing

me! Never.

Mother Rolet! Mother Rolet, for

pity's sake!

I can't breathe!

I'll unlace you.

What time is it?

It'll soon be three.

The person I'm expecting may be

at my house.

I can't remember.

Run and fetch him.

But the babies...

I'll look after them. Please hurry.

I'm going, ma'am.

I'm going.

What?

Nobody. Doctor's crying. Everyone's

looking for you.

Are you ill?

Him! He'll save me.

He's kind, he's thoughtful...

he's generous.

Oh! It's you!

Yes, it's me.

Rodolphe, I need to ask some

advice.

Still the same.

Still as charming.

They're sad charms, my friend, as

you disdained them.

No, I'm sure I was right.

I couldn't lead you off like that.

No matter. I've suffered.

So have l, Emma. Such is life.

Has it been kind to you since we

parted?

Neither kind nor unkind.

We shouldn't have parted.

Yes, perhaps.

You think so?

If only you knew! I loved you so!

How could I part with the

happiness you gave me?

I almost died of desperation. I'll

tell you about it.

You fled from me.

You love other women, admit it!

I understand. You charmed them

just like me.

You're a man. You make women

love you.

We'll start again, won't we? We'll

love again.

I'm laughing!

I'm happy!

Say something!

You've been crying.

Why?

Forgive me. You're the only one I

really like.

I've been stupid and cruel. I love

you.

I'll always love you.

What's wrong? Tell me.

I'm ruined, Rodolphe. I need 3,000

francs.

My husband placed his money with

a crooked notary.

We borrowed because his patients

didn't pay.

Without 3,000 francs, the bailiffs

will come.

At this very moment.

Counting on your friendship, I

came to see you.

But...

I don't have it, my dear lady.

You don't have it?

You don't have it?

You don't have it?

This is my final humiliation.

You never loved me. You're as bad

as the others.

Poor people don't buy tortoise-

shell clocks!

Or watch trinkets! You lack

nothing!

You have a house and land. You

hunt, you go to Paris!

This can be turned into money. I

don't want it.

Keep it!

I'd have given up everything for

you.

I'd have begged, just for a smile

and a "thank you".

Without you, I'd have been happy!

Why did you do it?

You even told me right here you

loved me.

You should have sent me away. My

hands are hot from your kisses.

You swore love on your knees.

Two years of dreams!

Your letter tore my heart apart.

And I come to the rich, happy, free

man...

to ask help anybody would give.

I beg, bring back all my love...

and he turns me away for 3,000

francs!

I don't have it.

If God knows our needs, why

bother praying?

Be serious.

I admire Christianity. It freed

slaves...

created a much-needed moral

order. But the texts!

All cooked up by Jesuits!

The key! For the room where...

What?

Give it to me. We have rats at

home.

They're stopping me sleeping.

I have to ask.

Don't bother. I'll tell him later.

Bring some sodium chloride.

Come on, light the way.

Stop it!

Be quiet.

Why?

Don't say anything. To anyone.

They'd blame your master.

Thank God, you're here!

What's going on? What's happening

to us?

Why?

Tell me!

You'll read it tomorrow.

For now, I beg you, don't ask me a

single question.

I beg you, leave me.

My death isn't much.

I'll fall asleep...

and it will be over.

I'm thirsty!

I'm so thirsty!

- What's wrong?

- It's nothing.

More!

Open the window, I'm stifling.

It's extraordinary. It looks like

white gravel.

No! You're mistaken!

I'm cold.

I'm cold.

I feel better. I'll get up later.

It's unbearable!

Tell me! What did you eat?

Answer me...

for God's sake!

There...

"Let no one be accused..." Oh, God!

Poisoned!

Poisoned!

Help!

Calm down. We just need to give

her a strong antidote.

What's the poison?

Arsenic!

We need an analysis.

Do it, just do it. Save her.

Don't cry.

Soon I won't torment you any

more.

But why?

Who made you do it?

I had to do it, dear.

Weren't you happy with me?

Is it my fault?

I did everything I could.

That's true. You're a good man.

She hoped she was finished with

the treachery....

wickedness and consuming greed

that tortured her.

She hated no one, now.

Twilight descended over her

mind...

and, of all the earth's noises,

she heard only...

the intermittent sobbing of her

poor love...

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