Rapture Page #4

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The gendarme is dead.

Agnes!

Agnes, wait!

I'll be all right, but you've

got to find a room, please.

When you feel afraid,

just say to yourself, "I'm

as good as anyone else."

I love you.

Say, "I'm better than anyone else."

What do you think I pay you for?

To stand there looking at girls?

Why can't you get

on with your work?

- Now, come on, get on with it,

- All right.

I told you not to come there.

I had to see you.

That job was so hard to

find, Let's not lose it.

The light went out again

and I was afraid.

If we could find a decent place to

live things would be a lot better.

I'll look for a room tomorrow.

Tomorrow, I promise.

Take a look in my coat pocket.

Payday. Looks pretty, huh?

No, you keep it.

You're the housekeeper, aren't you?

- It's for you?

- It's for my husband and me.

No children. I don't take children.

No, there are no children.

And, of course,

- a week's rent in advance.

- Oh yes, of course.

No baths late at night, please.

I can't have other tenants disturbed.

And please don't keep the

lights on on the landing.

As you can see, I've only just

had this place newly done up

so please be very careful.

I warn you, if there's any

damage, you'll have to pay.

Oh yes, of course.

Look what you've done! Well,

you'll have to pay for that.

Oh, thank you very much.

I didn't mean as much as this.

It's not...

Here, wait a minute.

Oh, no!

But to lose all of it?

All of it! God!

- Why did you take it all?

- And why did you give all of it to me?

I'm sorry.

Send me away.

Agnes...

You are lost with me. Send me away.

It was my fault.

I should have realised.

I'm sorry.

- Thank you.

- Good night.

Good night.

Agnes.

Are you hungry?

I'll make you something to eat.

Agnes?

But please, Mademoiselle, you

must remember something.

The name of the town you were in.

The address of the house

where you stayed.

I don't remember.

All I know is that I seemed

to wake up from a long dream

and I was home again.

You must realise that's

very hard to believe.

What did you live on,

you and your friend?

I don't remember any friend.

And as I said,

it's a most serious of fence to

withhold information about such things.

I know how serious it is.

I remember nothing, Please go.

Joseph, the police!

Run!

Don't! Don't jump! The tide is out.

I always knew you were real.

Always.

You had better go back

to the house, Father.

It's going to rain.

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