Phantom Of The Paradise Page #4

Why?

Simple.

I'm getting old.

I can't bear...

...to see this beautiful face

ravaged by the forces of time.

If I can't be young forever...

...I'd rather end it all. Now.

-Why not?

-What?

Stay young forever.

I'm real. And I'll leave

if you want. But you did call me.

I didn't call anybody.

You said you wanted

to be young forever.

Well, here I am.

But I am stoned.

You're not real.

Then it really doesn't matter

what happens, does it?

-What is going to happen?

-For openers, you'll look like me.

Forever.

This is too much. I guess

you're supposed to be the devil?

-I go by many names.

-And you will make me young forever?

This image will age in your place.

This picture gets old instead of me?

Yes. And you must watch it every day,

just to see how lucky you are.

-I'm crazy about pictures of myself.

-The tape from which it comes...

-...must be guarded at all costs.

-Why?

When it goes, you go.

-What do I have to do?

-It's all here. Read it carefully.

Then sign at the bottom in blood.

-Blood? My blood?

-Messy, I know.

But it's the only way

I can bind you. Tradition.

What do you have to lose?

Nothing.

I was gonna use this on my wrist.

Your soul is damned either way.

What soul?

Don't waste it.

Now sign.

Ink isn't worth anything

to me, Winslow.

Now sign.

Just sign this,

and it will all be legal.

"Till death do us part"?

Mustn't be late for

your own funer... Wedding.

Aren't we rushing things a little?

-Blood!

-Stop wasting it! Sign your name.

P-H-O...

She must be hit when Philbin says:

"Till death do you part. "

This may not be my business,

but why kill her here, tonight?

An assassination live on TV,

coast-to-coast? That's entertainment.

When it goes, you go.

Do you, Phoenix, take Swan

for your wedded husband?

From this day forward,

for better, for worse?

-In sickness and in health?

-I do.

Do you, Swan, take Phoenix

for your wedded wife?

From this day forward, for better, for

worse. In sickness and in health...

...till death...

Oh, my God!

What's happened to your face?

Winslow!

I don't understand.

Your voice, remember?

You promised me your voice.

Our contract, remember?

Winslow.

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