Sous le soleil de Satan Page #2

Year:
1971
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Think I'll settle for

a country cottage?

At my age?

For a life of rural excitement!

If you don't want me,

I have ideas of my own...

I know the perfect man...

Who?

...who'll refuse me nothing...

he's rich...educated...a scientist...

A Deputy...

Yes, a Deputy.

Gallet! What a catch!

He has two kids

and an ambitious wife.

You have big ideas for your age!

Well, your father sells lousy beer.

and you sell what you've got!

Gallet's mistress...

and under Papa's nose!

He'll set me up in Paris.

Yes, with a pretty room and freedom!

A Deputy's mistress...

Next a Minister's...

then the president's!

Laugh!...Why not me?

Alright....

You can stay till tomorrow.

But tell me the truth;

have you and Gallet...?

Yes, I've slept with him.

Come here!

Little b*tch!

What are you doing?

Answer me!

Put that down!

You hear me, Mouchette?

You're a pest!

Why are you here?

I'm pregnant. It doesn't show yet.

How long?

About 3 months.

You only admit it now?

"Admit" Big word!

Undress...in my office.

I'll freeze in there!

I won't leave tonight.

I told Dad I was going to my aunt's

Your wife's back tomorrow, no?

Your rashness will be our ruin.

We used to only meet out of town.

Now you make up and lie.

Scared?

Ever known women like me?

It's fun to be beautiful.

A new suitor is always handsome.

But a suitor who never tires

of us is even handsomer.

That's how you look at me.

Men are so sad.

We grow too used

to them to notice.

You didn't examine me!

I will now.

Another time.

Anyway, I know more

about it than anyone.

In 6 months I'll be a "proud mother",

This pregnancy seems unlikely.

You love me?

I ask because of an idea I have.

What idea?

Do you love me? Answer me!

Don't give me that!

Tell me you love me.

You don't dare say it? Scared?

You hate me, but less than I do.

You don't know about self-hate.

About what?

Hate and contempt...

you've never felt that.

It's like an idea that you get...

you want to sink...

into a pit where the contempt

of fools can't reach you.

I used to be afraid...of a word,

a look, anything...

That Rageot woman really hurt me once.

I was crossing the Planques bridge.

She grabbed her niece away,

as if I had the plague.

You feel ashamed...

Whoever you sleep with...

Sometimes, at night,

a few paces from my snoring father...

I, scorned buy everyone,

but for what?...

I get up, I listen...

my little body feels so strong...

I go to the window,

as if drawn by a voice outside...

I wait...

I'm ready...

I must be insane...

You're over emotional...

Let me examine you...

I've changed my mind.

All right. I suspect you've been

pregnant longer than you say.

There's no hiding from Science!

I didn't lie to you.

It doesn't show yet.

I know you won't let me down.

What do you mean?

I'm not stupid.

I know it's easy for you people.

One, two, three and it's gone.

Love won't make me lose my head.

What you're asking is illegal

and I won't do it.

Then don't...

I'll go to Boulogne!

All I'm asking is a trifle!

You can leave if you want.

Don't let me go.

Don't throw me out today.

Usually, I'm not scared...

This is the first time.

I also want to apologize.

I was so unpleasant just now.

If you'd made me go,

I'd have been back.

Because I need you.

Not for what you think.

Let's not squabble over a baby

that'll never be born.

I need you because you're

the only man I don't lie to.

Think that's nothing?

You're wrong!

I lie all the time,

I can't help it.

Even as a kid I hated my lies.

With you I can be natural,

as I want to be.

Why aren't we like animals?

They live and die unthinkingly

Oxen calmly chew hay

before they're slaughtered.

I envy that.

If I'd put you out,

where'd you have gone?

To kill myself.

I pictured a place.

...at Vauroux pond to drown myself.

You can see the chateau from there.

It's silly, I know..

What are you scared of?

Sometimes my wife

comes home without warning.

Do you believe in hell?

Mouchette, don't be silly!

Stop it! you can be so annoying!

You believe in hell?

Of course not.

I knew it.

You fear your wife, but not hell.

You're so stupid!

Enough! Shut up or leave!

Now you wish you'd put Mouchette out.

She'd be in the pond now.

her little mouth full of mud,

safely silent.

Coward!

You fear your wife,

but not me! Why not me?

Because you're a good girl.

No doubt.

From Mouchette you want only pleasure.

You just proved that.

But Mouchette's baby...!

It's not my child!

I didn't ask you to recognize it.

We're both at the bottom

of the same pit.

What pit?

Who suspects Mr. Gallet makes love

to a girl of 16?

Two-timing your wife here

is half your fun.

You like troubled water.

In my Vauroux pond

I see odd creatures..

Like centipedes, only longer.

They float on the clear surface,

then suddenly dive.

A cloud of mud rises.

We're like those bugs.

Hidden from the fools by a cloud:

our big secret.

When you realize that,

we'll love each other.

What do you mean?

Listen:

You're not the father!

Guess who is?

Cadignan...the Marquis de Cadignan!

Kiss my hand!

Go on, kiss my hand!

It's the hand that killed him.

This is insane!

You're upset and having

an early pregnancy.

Is this a joke?

Believe what you like!

I killed him.

What day? The 27th

What time? 5 A.M.

I can still see the clock.

I took his gun. It was on the table.

I didn't know it was loaded.

I fired when the muzzle touched him.

Convinced now?

The inquest is over, the verdict given.

I'm not judging you.

Seducing minors has its drawbacks.

I'm your friend.

You can talk to me.

You didn't go home

on the night of the 26th?

What a question!

Your father?

Asleep. Sneaking out was easy.

-How'd you get back?

-Same way.

But the next day, when they heard...?

They thought it was suicide,

as everyone did.

You killed him and ran away?

To the pond, to wash my shoes.

I examined the body.

It looked like suicide.

Such close range...

Under the chin...

I was so much shorter than he...

He came right toward me...

He wasn't scared...

It weighed too much on my mind.

You're mad!

I don't believe a word of it!

It's true!

I can't live or breathe

because of that awful lie.

Now I've told all!

You had a bad dream, Mouchette.

If I doubt my own mind..

what can I believe?

Why reject the word of

a repentant killer? I do repent.

If you doubt my "dream"

I'll tell it to everyone.

Alright, let's drop it.

I scared you, huh?

A bit. You're so nervous

and impulsive right now.

Don't worry.

I've seen nothing, heard nothing.

You've nothing to fear from anyone.

What's that mean?

True or not, your story's like a dream.

No one saw you go out or come back.

No witnesses.

no bloodstains, no evidence.

It'd be just as silly

if I said I did it.

Chatter, chatter...

Be serious.

Think you deserve absolution?

We'd give you God without confession,

but God, He knows...

We've a baby to baptize...Sunday.

That possible?

Of course. Father Donissan

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Georges Bernanos

Louis Émile Clément Georges Bernanos (French: [ʒɔʁʒ bɛʁnanɔs]; 20 February 1888 – 5 July 1948) was a French author, and a soldier in World War I. A Roman Catholic with monarchist leanings, he was critical of bourgeois thought and was opposed to what he identified as defeatism. He believed this had led to France's defeat and eventual occupation by Germany in 1940 during World War II. Most of his novels have been translated into English and frequently published in both Great Britain and the United States. more…

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