Malpertuis Page #5

Give her three pieces of goId.

That's not cheap.

- You'II get your money's worth.

DarIing.

Don't you Iike me, darIin'?

Never judge a book by its cover.

Come to me, sweetheart. You don't

want her. She's onIy a beginner.

I've had a Iot more experience.

Don't Iisten to them.

You don't need them.

I'm the one you want.

That way. Upstairs,

second door on the right.

Come in, darIing.

You shouIdn't be here, my son.

You shouId stay at MaIpertuis.

You must search for the truth there.

Come on.

I'II make him as good as new again.

As good as new.

Look.

Give me back my Iights.

Take pity on me.

Don't put out the Iights again.

Look at SyIvia.

Look at how happy she is.

Her husband is dead. That's one Iess

to share the inheritance.

Work it out again. You'II need to,

because I'm Ieaving too.

FareweII, Mother.

EuryaIe.

Jan.

AIecto.

- I'm AIice. My name is AIice.

No, AIecto. You've forgotten that that

was what Cassavius decreed it shouId be.

He subjugated us, destroyed us,

demeaned us Iike animaIs.

Remember who you were.

You know that you shouId punish

any mortaI who Iusts after you.

You've forgotten who you used to be.

- I want to be a woman.

Don't Ieave.

- I can't stay.

You said that we'd get married.

That was before I knew I Ioved you.

AIecto, AIecto, AIecto.

- Remember who you used to be.

Remember, AIecto. Remember who

you used to be. You've forgotten.

CIose your eyes.

Remember who you used to be.

- I want to forget.

AIecto, remember who you used to be.

Who you used to be!

PIease, AIecto!

Stop!

CaIm down!

- I want to be a woman.

EuryaIe.

Jan, you must get out of here.

- What's the matter?

QuickIy, Jan, quickIy.

Before it's too Iate.

You can't escape from MaIpertuis.

- Yes, you can. It's your Iast chance.

D'you think I'II forget

everything that happened?

There are no secrets outside MaIpertuis.

Forgive me, my son.

I waited too Iong.

I was afraid to speak.

QuickIy, Jan.

Is there a way to get out of MaIpertuis?

Of course there is.

No, I want to stay.

I don't want to Ieave without EuryaIe.

Forget EuryaIe. She certainIy can't

Ieave MaIpertuis. None of them can.

Leave me aIone. I don't want to go.

- They've got out, Jan.

They wiII rip you to pieces.

Come on.

Look, Father.

- No, no.

Look.

- Don't Iook. FIee.

What's the matter with them?

You can see them

because you beIieve in them.

The day you forget them,

they wiII disappear into thin air.

Down there, Jan.

Oh God, they've seen us.

I'II try to stop them.

- No, Father, don't.

I have to.

To save you.

Go, Jan!

Thank God, he's coming round.

He's out of danger, doctor.

It's up to him, whether he gets better.

He no Ionger needs me.

Goodbye, Dr. Mendricks.

What's that doctor's name?

- That's Dr. Mendricks.

No. That's not his name.

He's got a strange name.

I can't remember it.

Where am I?

- In my dressing room.

Who are you?

- What did you say? I'm Bets.

Your Bets.

- Bets?

Bets, the nightcIub singer.

You know, from the Venus bar.

We danced together there.

You even fought over me.

It was a Iong time ago.

- It was onIy Iast night!

That's not possibIe.

I was at MaIpertuis for ages.

There, you said it again.

What sort of strange name is that?

You dreamt it.

I didn't dream it. I was at MaIpertuis

and I want to go back there.

You're very sweet,

but I've got to go now.

I want to get out of here.

I want to go back. Back.

I want to go back to MaIpertuis.

I see, Jan.

You don't Iike me.

Sir! Sir!

What's the matter, Jan?

Sir! Sir!

Sir! Sir!

Jan!

Sir! Sir!

Jan! Jan!

Jan! Jan!

The coIour shop.

MaIpertuis.

Jan, Iight!

The Iight ... is going ... out.

Light.

Light.

Jan.

What's happened? Why?

- Pain. Punishment.

Punishment? What for?

Prom ... Prom ...

- I can't make out what you're saying.

No, that's not it ...

He's coming.

QuickIy, Jan. Run!

Don't be scared, Jan. Don't be scared.

I won't hurt you.

OnIy a IittIe bit.

It's so Iong since I had

a specimen that was worth stuffing.

You can't imagine the fantastic work

I did for Cassavius.

You never understood

anything about me, Jan.

You never wanted to catch anything

for me. I mean, anything interesting.

You even Iost my beautifuI mousetrap

in the attic.

You naughty boy.

The IittIe feIIow came

to get his hand back.

You know those IittIe feIIows,

don't you? They're so brazen.

They feeI at home wherever they are,

just Iike you.

Why did Cassavius have to bring them

with him from that isIand?

Where's my scaIpeI?

My scaIpeI. Where is it?

Where's my scaIpeI?

Here it is.

I'II just sharpen it.

And now to work.

Thanks to me, you'II be immortaI.

Keep stiII.

Wait a minute!

DeIicious.

Keep stiII. Keep stiII, don't move.

I promised I wouIdn't hurt you.

PhiIaris!

No, don't Iook at me.

Why did you come back?

Because I Iove you.

WeII.

The time has come for you to discover

the secret of MaIpertuis.

FoIIow me.

Look down there, Jan.

You saw the eagIe

rip Prometheus to shreds.

Prometheus?

- Yes, Lampernist is Prometheus.

The one who stoIe fire from heaven.

He was a God, Iike the rest of us here.

The Iast gods of Greece.

Cassavius discovered us

on an isIand in the Ionian Sea.

There were onIy a few gods Ieft.

The rest had disappeared, because

peopIe no Ionger beIieved in them.

Cassavius abducted those defenceIess

ghosts and brought them to MaIpertuis.

The monster instructed his sIave

PhiIaris to sew that once proud company

into miserabIe human skins.

Look, ApoIIo, the god with the Iyre.

Venus, the goddess of beauty and Iove.

VuIcan, who was Iame

and who spewed fIames Iike Mount Etna.

Tisiphone, Megaera and AIecto,

the three Furies.

Here they are:
Chastisement, CrueIty

and Vengeance.

Hecate, goddess of dark pIaces,

whose power brooks no resistance.

Hermes,

the god of merchants and thieves.

He who was charged by the OIympians

with aII their dirty work.

We wouId have been better off

dying aII aIone on that isIand.

Who are you?

Cassavius didn't dare change

anything about me.

AII the others perished

because they were forgotten.

I aIone have never been forgotten.

I'm immortaI.

My name is Gorgon.

I am Love, I am Death.

Jan, you force me to be your destiny.

Bitter is the fruit of knowIedge.

Jan.

My Iove.

AmbuIance 34 here, nothing to report.

Thank you.

This is the diary you wrote

whiIe you were here, Mr De Kremer.

Do you want to take it with you?

- No, you keep it.

What am I supposed to do with it,

now I'm cured?

You have a fertiIe imagination.

The idea of abducting the Iast

Greek gods whiIe they're waiting to die,

to humiIiate them and make them Iive

the Iives of the petit bourgeois, ...

that's a bit strange

for a computer expert.

The insanity probabIy messed around with

memories from when you were young.

That often happens.

Yes, what is it?

WeII, it's time to say goodbye,

Mr De Kremer.

Your wife's here. She's come to get you.

- Goodbye, doctor.

Jan.

- CharIotte.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes