Passion Page #2

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- It was long ago

- Enough with memories!

Time doesn't exist

We are out of this world

Come, here you can do anything.

Cherub, with love you stroke my heart

Come dance, Ghost, on your mother's tomb

We are in the realm of the dead

- Resurrected

- We are in the realm of love

Kisses, to forget I'm alive

Kisses, to forget you're dead

Come, come dance with us

There's a place for her in this sanctuary

Marcelle, what are you doing here all alone?

Come with me.

Why don't you get naked?

Why?

I can't, try to understand

- My mother is buried here

- Where? There are no tombs here

Even if it were true, there would be nothing wrong.

Even better, it would mean we resurrected her.

Don't be scared

No one would ever know

You will feel even more alive

You are so beautiful

- Where are you going?

- Leave me, I can do it myself

Marcelle

I hate you!

- What's gotten into you?

- Are you crazy?

You are all pigs!

You desecrated this place with your filth

- Marcelle, what are you doing? Get out of there.

- You defiled the statues!

What statues? Do you have visions, now?

- Everybody come, did you see statues

- There are no statues

- Marcelle, open up

- Don't be silly, open up

- Stop it, come on get out

- Don't be stupid, open the door

Marcelle believed she could re-enter the tomb

that a few years ago her father built for her

to protect her from the wear and tear

of time and the horror of truth

because Simone, with her

reckless selfishness

wanted to destoy her childhood memories

It wasn't the first time she took cover

in a dark place

to escape the ghosts that were haunting her

And every time fear worked on her

like on a defenseless baby

in front of other people's cruelties

Come here, let's climb this tree

Come on! Quick, quick!

George! We left Marcelle behind

She stayed locked in the cabinet.

"This theater was built by Rossana du Paly de Paille"

"With the goal of promoting the pleasure of lyrical art."

- Marcelle, Marcelle

- Are you still in there? Open up!

"Here rests the Marquise Rossana du Paly de Paille with her daughter Marcelle."

- They arrested everyone

- We have to run away

Don't do this. Answer us!

"Both died on May the 22nd..."

They didn't have the time to notice the tomb

or they would have discovered the mystery

But they were only worried

about Marcelle's fate.

Only the father knew the truth

Marcelle, my love, stay calm

Come

- Honey

- Marcelle, there's no more danger. Stay calm, stay calm

It was just a game, now it's finished

We love you. Now get dressed, Marcelle

and you too, George. Quick, let's get out of here.

Come on, Marcelle.

Simone

What are you doing?

Are you crying?

We didn't want to hurt you, I swear

Let's be quick, George.

Oh, Simone, George... take me with you

don't leave me here, please

- Take me away from here, forever

- Yes Marcelle, we'll find a way to make you escape

You between them! What an outrage!

Leave my daughter alone!

I'll lock you in the castle and you'll stay there forever!

I know her by reputation

She's a whore

You wouldn't believe me when I was

telling you she was shameless, see now?

Before dusk those two will be imprisoned

Like the others

Damn b*tch!

Corrupted beast!

Don't you dare talk about my daughter this way!

Yokel!

Recover yourself now, sweetie.

Let's go back home

Come on, get out this cemetery

But I want to stay with you....

You have to hide for a few days, it's important

At least until everything calms down

I'll do anything to join you immediately

Please, don't let the police look for me

I have my revolver

The first bullet will be for the policeman

The second one for me

With this message to his father, George wasn't

looking for understanding.

He already knew he would never receive that.

He wanted to turn the adventure

that he faced with an excitement

into a huge drama.

To weld the link of the chain that - he felt -

would link him to more and more disturbing events.

Here our life is safe from the outside world

and nothing could ever change it

they will never take you away from me

You are the queen of this place

guardian angel, Rossana

- How delightfulyou are me

- George...Simone

The past has become an eternal present

- This way...

Slow

To change even one small part...

I'll come with you forever

... it means destroying it

Take everything from me, everything

- You belong to this house

- I belong to it

- There's no happiness outside

- We are three bodies...

... but one soul.

I love you

Where are you going?

I have to come back to the castle, madam.

I come back to the stables.

How simple you are!

You can see clearly I'm not a madam.

Come here, don't make that expression.

I need a favour from you.

Come on, come closer.

Do you think I'm the devil, by chance?

Come here, don't be scared.

What are you doing?

Are you trying to exorcise me?

If you were the devil you would run.

There's a cross.

So... can I ask you this favor?

Listen, I really need to see Marcelle

Tell here to come to the window that

faces the lake by midnight.

Only you can help me.

And I will be very grateful

In fact I want to show you my gratitude...

come here

Have you made love yet?

Do you know how to do it?

What's making dingdong here while you walk?

Come on, don't be scared

I won't bite.

Let's put the exorcisms aside

We don't need them

Will you do me that favor then?

I have to tell my master

Gilles, you're talking like a slave

No, but I can't deceive him

Stop being the saint, you silly!

Don't you want to a girl like me as a friend?

Every favor you're doing for me

I will return it

- Even better...

- No, no, stop!

Don't do it

I know this is a sin

That's not true, let me...

Do you like it? Tell me.

Don't you like it a lot?

You can do this even if you're not married yet.

It's not a sin.

All the fiances do it, you know?

Your priest will absolve you

It's so sweet, ain't it?

It's not a sin

It's not a sin

It's not a sin

Who are you?

I'm touching you

I would never do it on our bed

Why aren't memories enough for me?

I can't forget you

You ruined me

Simone...

I know we won't see each other again...

I love you

I can't hear you Marcelle

- Marcelle, Marcelle

- Simone, you're finally here

Where were you?

Don't leave me anymore

Do you remember that time

on the dunes with George?

Yes, yes, I love you

Marcelle

Who's there?

Who's there?

Damn scoundrel

I found you

It's here you hide after spying on your masters

I thought you were an honest and intelligent servant

But you're not

You are a thief and a traitor

It works, strange... that's the radio

I gave to my beloved Rossana

How dare you touch it!

Do you think you can do as you like in my house?

But maybe it has gone to your head

you didn't think it would hurt

you took the radio to feel a little less lonely

but you know we love you

Breaking news

The violence of young rebels, drunk and

driven by a will of destruction...

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