Secreto Del Dr. Orloff, El Page #2

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1964
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to her room.

Yes, ma'am.

So this is my room?

I hope you like it.

It's the sunniest one

in the house.

Quietly now,

Andros, breathe.

Breathe, Andros.

Once more.

That's right.

What are you doing here?

Who gave you permission?

Uncle Conrad,

forgive me.

I'm sorry,

my dear,

but I've strictly forbidden

anyone to enter this laboratory.

You're Melissa,

aren't you?

Yes.

No one told me you were already

here and I'm so busy.

When I'm working, I spend days

on end without seeing a soul.

But isn't Aunt Ingrid

with you?

No, not your aunt either.

No one ever

comes in here.

But I thought

I heard you speaking.

You're mistaken then.

And now,

please leave me alone.

I'll have the pleasure

of seeing you at dinner.

- What is it?

- It's a secret.

No appetite?

I'm afraid

it's underdone.

You're really very pretty,

as beautiful as your mother.

Everybody says

that I look like her.

She had the same purity,

but she was really unhappy.

It was thoughtless of me

to ask you to visit us.

But why?

What's the problem?

You're busy at work

and I wanted to come.

Besides, I happen to be

on vacation.

Tomorrow,

we'll see my lawyer.

It's time for you

to have full control

of the inheritance

from your father.

I'm so surprised that you're

not waiting until next year,

when I turn 21.

I prefer to surrender

the responsibilities now.

At my age,

there's always a chance

that something

could happen to me.

Don't say such things,

you're still young!

You think that youth has power

to make us immune to death?

I know that my days

in this world are numbered,

but that's why

I'm in a hurry.

I must act quickly.

You're really agitated

tonight, Conrad.

What's the matter now?

Are you scared?

Or are you suddenly bothered

by your conscience?

Shut your mouth!

No, I will not!

I'm sick and tired

of talking to no one.

I've lived

too many years alone.

I've lived too many years

shut up in this odious castle!

Come now,

control yourself.

I'm quite aware

of your nervous condition.

Forgive me.

I'd like you to meet

my brother, Albert.

He's younger than I am,

and smarter, too.

He's an artist

and he's going to go far.

Ingrid, allow me to introduce

you to my brother.

He's much more charming

than I am.

You still have time

to change your mind.

I wouldn't dream

of it, Conrad.

You're the only man

in the world for me, I swear.

There's no one else

but you.

What were you doing?

You were with him!

Tell the truth!

Let me go,

you're hurting me!

It wasn't his fault,

it was mine, all mine!

...the stars

give their light

Stealing the flowers'

color, color.

I'd be happy,

I'd be happy

If my dreams

were reality

Ask that the night

gives you its blue

Ask that the moon gives you

its silhouette, silhouette.

And give me your love

And give me

your love

making my dreams reality

. Make the moon

give way to the sun

Make the night

turn into light

. Smile at last

and live at last.

Making my dreams reality

Making my heart

reminisce.

Seen your little friend?

He just came in.

Yeah,

I saw him.

I don't know what's going on

with him and me.

Does he disgust you?

No, he scares me,

but at the same time...

he's a nice man,

but strange.

I get the feeling

he's hiding something.

Oh, you're reading too many

detective stories.

Anyway, go on.

Don't keep him waiting.

Would you like to come back

to my dressing room?

No, I simply dropped in

to have a drink with you,

and to bring you

this little gift.

Oh thank you!

It's fabulous, sweetheart!

So beautiful

and so original!

It's a marvelous necklace.

Murderer...

Yes, it's true...

I loved him...

Murderer...

Murderer...

Murderer... murderer...

You killed him...

Why?

Murderer... murderer...

You killed him.

Murderer...

You killed him!

Murderer!

Oh, it's you?

What are you doing here?

You were talking in your sleep,

Aunt Ingrid.

I came to see

if there was anything wrong.

Oh really?

I was talking out loud?

What did I say?

Tell me.

Come on, Melissa.

What did I say?

Something about a person

that you loved...

and that someone

had killed him-

Keep going, Melissa,

tell me everything.

You shouted "Murderer!"

To whom?

I don't know.

You didn't say.

Are you sure?

I didn't hear a name, Aunt.

A lot of nonsense.

I'm always having stupid

nightmares like this.

Aunt Ingrid, who's the young man

in this picture?

Funny, he seems

familiar to me.

His face reminds me

of someone.

You really

don't know who that is?

Your mother never showed you

your father's picture?

No, never.

So this is his picture?

That's a snapshot I took of him

shortly before he died.

"Ingrid,

it's the springtime...

"Ingrid, it's the springtime

that carries your name,

"just like that rose

we picked from the garden,

one which time

cannot destroy. "

My mother never told me

what he was like.

Whenever I asked her about him,

she would change the subject.

Poor little thing.

Her pain was so great,

she couldn't talk about it.

But why?

How... how did

my father die?

He died... died...

suddenly one night,

in his room.

In which room?

Down the hall,

next to the stairway

that leads to the tower.

No one has entered that room

since he died.

But what happened to him

that night?

Go away, go away,

Don't ask me

any more questions, Melissa.

Go, I beg you.

Ah, good morning,

Miss Melissa.

Did you sleep well?

Pretty well.

Oh you're lucky,

I didn't get any sleep at all.

Why not?

Weren't you feeling well?

Oh, I'm fine... I simply forgot

about going to bed.

Have you met Carlos?

He's my cousin.

He's always here

in the winter time.

And in the summer, he takes care

of the vegetable garden.

I have to say,

we get along very well.

He's a very good boy, wouldn't

hurt a fly or anything.

Tell me, Ciceron.

How can I get into the room

that belonged to my father?

By opening the door.

But the door

happens to be locked.

Yes, I know,

that's the trouble.

So first, I have

to get the key.

Or ask the person

who has it.

So, do you think

I could get it?

Absolutely not.

Why not?

Because I'm the one

who has the keys, that's why.

And if I let you

take my keys from me,

I'd be making

a fool of myself.

In that case,

may I borrow the key?

I'll let you have it right now,

if you like.

Juan Manuel!

Miss Melissa!

Don't take your fianc

inside the house.

He's not my fianc.

- All the more reason.

- But what's the big deal?

The professor forbids

any strangers inside the house.

He says the day he finds anyone

in here, even in the garden,

he'll kill them.

Well, how's the prettiest girl

in Austria?

Ready to go

for a ride.

I'll take you to the end

of the earth, let's go.

Well, I think

there's something wrong.

Don't play detective.

I mean it.

You look

like an angry cat,

you know, with its fur

standing on end.

All I have to do is say

"Meow, meow!"

And you'll jump up

and scratch my face.

Oh, that's nonsense.

Well, I guess your date last

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Jesús Franco

Jess Franco (born Jesús Franco Manera; 12 May 1930 – 2 April 2013) was a Spanish filmmaker, composer, and actor, best known for his stylish exploitation films, directing around 160 feature films. more…

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