Sade Page #5

He wrote you this note.

I'll read it in my room.

But I won't leave.

You will.

Trust me. I'll get you out.

I'm curious to see what happens here.

My only wish, if I die,

is that you look after my work.

It's hidden in the fireplace in my room.

It's all there now.

You'll find it easily.

You'll do it, won't you?

How long did we live together?

I haven't much time for you.

Attending the next session?

Your master isn't giving any names.

Why not?

Are his enemies so numerous?

He'll name them in time.

Traitor!

Thirsty?

- I've had no time.

- Have some orangeade. It's hot.

I have to tell you...

I saw...

Sade's name on the accused list,

signed by Fouquier-Tinville.

He appears in 2 days.

He's 11th.

Have his name removed.

I haven't the power.

Fournier!

Are you ready?

You shall leave your father and mother.

It's from the Bible.

What is it?

Nothing, go to sleep.

Chevalier...

Good evening.

I'm bored.

There was only one tumbrel today.

May I come with you?

Not tonight.

I'm taking the air with Mlle de Lancris.

They filled the ditches with lime.

Imagine the fermentation.

I don't even smell anything now.

We grow used to everything.

Even awaiting our own death.

Are you absolutely sure?

Lead the way.

Hello, Augustin.

I had this midnight snack prepared

by raiding Citizen Coignard's pantry.

The last supper.

Some wine?

It's a Chanturgues.

Fine wine, just slightly heady.

You already drank.

Just one glass.

Even if you'd emptied it, never have regrets.

Never.

Drink, Emilie.

- It's strong.

- Let it run down your throat.

Look at your princess, Augustin.

Her first night appearing before you.

We'll eat later.

Liven up.

You stand there like nativity figures.

Loosen up.

It's so hot.

You, too, Emilie.

Am I rushing you?

If you tremble, we stop.

Earn this favor or be gone.

I won't leave you.

Come closer.

Slowly.

Closer.

Slowly.

One step,

two steps.

You are two bodies...

No...

Two roles.

The captive and the janissary.

He's stolen into the harem.

She's been waiting, terrified.

Terrified and impatient.

But damn all that!

You're here, Augustin, Emilie,

the barn, the convent.

Do you want to, Mademoiselle?

Yes.

She says she does.

Even if she doesn't, take her.

Stick out your hand.

Touch her.

Stop! What are you doing?

Did I say to continue?

Here, whip me.

I said whip me.

You whip horses.

Do as I say.

Do as I say!

Do it.

Stop, Marquis.

It's all so far.

You're hard.

Good.

You'll bugger me.

When?

In another life.

What luck, Emilie.

What a stiff cock this bugger has!

It must hold a lot of f***.

Say the word.

"F***."

F***.

Good.

Doesn't all this frighten you?

Yes,

but I'm here.

Bid yourself goodbye.

It's easier when you forget.

You're no longer alone in your room.

You've been abducted.

Sade!

Not me.

But I'll be right here.

Come here. She's yours.

On your knees.

Take her ankles.

Spread them.

Stop trembling.

Augustin is no monster.

Look in his eyes.

Oh, Lord!

I forgot how young the world is.

Go down.

Use your mouth.

Ah, f***! Your tongue...

My friend...

I envy your discovery.

Wait.

Go on.

Come here.

Louis-Franois Lejeune, ex-police officer.

Monfort the Elder, ex-noble.

Pierre-Louis de Montcrif, ex-noble.

Elisabeth de Beckett de Saint-Maur.

Mother, I don't want to go!

Donatien-Aldonze-Franois Sade.

He's gone!

He left months ago.

Sade, absent.

What time is it?

You still have time.

"Have time..."

You didn't sleep at all.

Surprised?

- When this is over, we'll go...

- Go where?

Nowhere.

Sade won't be arrested today.

I reported him at Saint Lazare.

The prisons are chaotic.

By the time they open a new file...

You did that?

Yes.

It's what you wanted.

You're not sure now.

I'm off.

It's the day of reckoning.

Wait!

Seize Robespierre!

Maximilien!

Death to Robespierre!

Your house is emptying.

- The tyrant's dead.

- And your clientele?

There are bastards and unwed mothers.

Bring back bills of exchange.

It's the only way to revive the economy.

You think so?

How long will I rot here?

You see my impatience.

Santero!

Excuse me.

Louise!

I thought you dead.

Me, too.

- When do you leave?

- In a few days.

I live at 12, rue Payenne.

Pay us a call.

You're a good fixer.

The chevalier snubs me now.

It's feigned.

A charming tactic of his.

- I said I'm fine here.

- Get up!

Not before royalty is reinstated.

A mass, citizen?

They called in a priest to bless the graves.

- You tried to stop them, I suppose.

- Why?

I respect their sorrow.

Well...

Here we are, the three of us.

Charles, why are you crying?

Fournier is dead.

Put the trunk next to the coachman.

What I admire about you is your courage.

Someone for you.

Go on.

I find their relief cowardly.

Is it really over?

Is the Terror over?

So it seems.

Give a sigh of relief...

and never deny yourself pleasure.

So we must live?

For you, it's easy.

You reclaimed your youth.

I know, but I don't feel it.

Are you leaving now?

We'll never meet again?

So you say.

Our paths diverge.

You know about my path?

And how will I know it?

You'll marry.

Is that your lesson?

Don't you only swear by whips,

blood and straw?

- When did I say that?

- You say so, you do so.

Only in excess can one find liberty.

I'm with Mr. De Sade!

If you marry,

love your husband if need be.

Have few children.

Or none. They deform your body

and later become your enemies.

You're lingering with me.

Your tooth still hurt?

I'll be all alone.

Was all that for nothing?

No. Follow your instinct.

Nature.

I'm repeating myself?

Then we mustn't meet again.

But I believe in that inner voice.

We met in exceptional circumstances,

we grew close.

Let's remain on those heights.

Thank you for easing our friend's detention.

He enlightened mine.

Take care of the Marquis.

Being unique, he's an endangered species.

I told you Mlle de Lancris was witty.

I had the remark ready.

Farewell.

Done by (c) dCd / June 2005

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