Sous le soleil de Satan Page #3

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1971
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will do it.

What do you say that

flusters our people so?

When I talk of you,

they can't meet my eye.

I'm sending you to Etapies

to help the priest there retire.

It's 8 miles on foot along the road.

Dean, you're wanted...

Coming!

You like to walk,

unless you want to take the train...

I'll give you my coat.

You'll freeze in your cassock.

A dark night, eh?

We're still a long way

from daybreak.

Darkness draws folks together.

It daunts the wiliest.

If you met me by day,

you'd pass right by.

Come from Etaples? Going where?

To Campagne.

I won't go all the way.

We'll cut across country.

Thanks for your kindness and charity.

My cassock frightens some people.

Ignoramuses! Illiterate yokels!

You see them at fairs and markets

all over the North.

My uncle, my mother's brother,

is a priest.

I know this area well.

Live around here?

I don't live anywhere

I travel for a horse trader.

I was on the coast yesterday,

but I'm moving inland.

No time to take root.

You married?

To poverty. I haven't time

to think of that!

I move around, never stay put.

Look out!

Come, come...

May the Lord repay your trouble.

He put you in my path when

my courage flagged.

This has been a long...

hard night for me,

more than you can imagine.

Etaples to Campagne:

10 miles of bad roads!

My short-cut has saved

us over a mile.

Here's the Chalindry road.

I won't go that far with you.

You in a hurry?

I've already lost too much time.

If you like, we can spend

the night at my place.

I mean...

there's a hut at the edge

of the woods...

Belongs to a charcoal-burner.

We can make a fire.

Stop for a moment.

You've walked a long way.

You're worn out.

Forgive my weakness.

I'm ashamed to be seen like this.

A poor priest like me, trying...

to solace the poor,

to bolster their courage...

when God deserts me..

I saw you before,

walking on all fours.

You saw me?

Don't be embarrassed.

You're exhausted.

You've overdone it. Patience...

that's a good remedy, preacher.

Less drastic than some,

but surer.

Patience...

It's not fatigue. I'm sturdy,

I can fight a long time...

but not against some things...

Lean on me.

I'm your friend.

I love you dearly.

I have no friends.

Rest...

I sought you...

hunted you ardently...

A friend's kiss.

A trifle!

I've kissed others..

lots of others!

Want to know something?

I kiss you all!

You bear me in your flesh...

None of you escapes me!

I'm leaving you...

You'll never see me again!

Cling to your obstinacy!

If you knew the fate your master

plans for you...

We alone are not fooled! We chose

his hate, not his love!

Why enlighten your muddy

brain about this,

cringing dog, enslaved brute?

That's enough now!

It's time we split up!

What did you want of me?

To test you...

From now until you die.

God assigns the test.

I'll wait for it!

I don't want to hear about it now...

and from such a mouth!

Seeing us is scary, eh?

Look me in the eye...

You'll recognize yourself!

See how transparent you are?

Back, Satan!

To know oneself!

See oneself!

Who hasn't dreamed

of such a vision?

So perfect an image...

Not like in a mirror!

Every thought's there,

from start to finish!

Your conscience is trained

to examine itself,

but it can never achieve

such insight!

You can grasp only one

thought at a time.

Man never fully knows what's

going on in himself.

You see yourself in enigmas,

not clearly!

-Look!-

All your thoughts are here,

in detail...

the endless web that links them...

You know your whole life!

Go away!

How can you refuse such a vision?

I don't need that!

I don't want to know myself

this way!

I'm sure you already

wish you did!

Have I any time left?

Answer me!

Am I going to die here?

Then if I live a day or 20 years,

I'll tear your secret from you!

I'll follow you if I must!

I don't fear you!

I'll nail you like an owl

to the center of my prayer!

Your prayers don't scare me!

You were graced tonight.

You'll pay heavily for it...

my dear exorcist!

What grace?

You'll see!

What grace!

Your curiosity lost you!

You'll see a few others

as you saw yourself.

I held you to my breast.

I took you in my arms.

I cradled you.

You will often fondle me,

thinking you're fondling [i]the other![/i]

You are marked now...

with the sign of my hatred!

Who are you? What do you want?

I'm a quarryman in St. Pre.

Feeling better?

You'd fainted.

A horse dealer found

you before I did.

The two of us put you here.

You saw him? He's here?

Shall I call him?

No thanks... I need to

stretch my legs.

You know him?

Who?...Yeah, last month

he sold me two fillies.

We can walk a ways together.

If you're tired, get a carriage

at Sansonnet's.

You alright?

We're here, Father.

You go straight ahead.

I could come with you...

No, the walk did me good.

You're back, Marquis?

Oh, it's just you.

What do you want?

Stopping people at this hour!

I came the long way...

Odd? Not really.

I can't sleep nights.

A man of God who hides in

the bushes to peek at girls?

You don't think it's funny!

I love to laugh. Is that forbidden?

We don't have much to say.

You assume I just left my lover.

You're not entirely wrong.

Let's walk.

You have nothing to fear from me...

I'm glad we met up...

It's not too late...

Maybe too soon.

I didn't seek you. I came a long

way round to meet you.

To draw you away; you know the dead

man you await is not here.

What dead man?

When I saw you...

I saw God in your heart.

Don't be ashamed.

No sermons!

They mean nothing to me.

Harsher ordeals await you.

How old are you?

You should know,

since you know so much!

Till now you've lived like a child.

Who won't forgive a child?

God helps us even in our madness.

Even when we curse Him,

He supports us.

What do you want with a girl

like me, a child?

You won't meet many

in your choirs like me.

You'll save on holy water!

May your God spare you

what I've been through!

You feel special.

I think you've never left

the beaten path.

Why did sin seem so worth

the trouble to you?

You're an odd priest.

So being evil is nothing...

even if...

Forget that.

To God, you are not guilty

of that murder.

You are Satan's toy.

Satan!

I have the power to see inside you.

I now know your story as well

as you do, Germaine Malorthy.

I know every twist and turn,

every thought...

Pull yourself together...

You're exhausted...

You've said enough.

Said enough? What have

I said? Nothing!

You spoke at length...

I spoke?

That's impossible.

What right have you...?

I have no right over you.

If God...

- God! -

God's a joke...God means nothing.

I didn't mean to offend you.

You lied to me just now?

I said nothing. Did I?

You can't refuse to answer.

I must know.

To find out, I'll do anything

you want...

Now you know...

I admitted everything...

So what? I have nothing to fear.

Did I really talk in my sleep?

I saw you. As no other person

was ever seen.

Now you can never escape me.

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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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