The Outrage Page #4
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when he knew
he would be put
to death anyway?
A man who's marked for death
has no reason to lie.
And a man who's already dead
can't lie either.
Isn't that right?
So what did the dead man say?
I'm in the dark.
The darkest void.
Neither the beginning,
nor the end.
I curse the people
who've thrown me
into this darkest pit!
I will speak.
I will speak...
so the truth will be heard!
After the bandit
had taken my wife,
like he had known her
for a long time.
Like someone who knew the way
of a woman's heart.
He talked,
and he touched my wife.
Poor warlord.
Maybe his warrior's blood
has become thinner than water.
Can his soft hands
entertain your warm flesh?
Can his thin lips bring yours
the deepest pleasure?
That man was made...
only for a woman
who's as cold as ice.
But you're not like that.
You've been ignored,
like a forgotten fruit.
But now, I've tasted you.
My wife!
Never before
had she looked at me like that!
Take me with you.
Take me.
I'll follow you everywhere.
Stop.
Kill him! Kill him!
While he's still alive,
I'll remain his wife.
I'll never be yours.
Kill him.
Kill him now!
Warlord, what do you want me to do
with this woman?
Should I cut out her heart
and feed it to the crows,
or should I let her live?
Whatever you want, I'll do it.
Just tell me.
Help!
Damn it!
Help me!
I'll let her go.
Her scream
might bring people here.
But I have to save myself first.
Our misfortune is over...
now that the floozy has fled.
It was quiet in that forest.
A chilled silence.
But then...
I heard something.
Who is that sobbing his heart out
over there?
There was a clot of blood
in my throat,
but I didn't feel any pain.
My fingertips were ice cold.
A fine mist slowly enveloped me.
It was so quiet.
Birds stopped chiming.
Leaves stopped rustling.
I saw a glimmer of light
on top of the hill.
I laid there
in that absolute silence.
The light on top of the hill
slowly faded.
Who's that?
Who's that?
Who's that?
I tried to make out his face,
but my eyes only saw darkness.
Then someone
pulled the sword out of my chest.
The clot of blood gushed
out from my throat
and covered my mouth, my nose.
I couldn't breathe.
Then I began to sink,
deeper and deeper,
into that limitless void.
No! No! No!
No, that's not true!
That was a lie!
He didn't kill himself!
I didn't...
What happened?
Why are you sweating?
You're acting suspiciously.
Are you hiding something?
- Nothing!
- Can a ghost lie?
I don't know.
Maybe it can.
It's you who lied.
No I didn't.
I swear!
You swear so easily.
You swore yesterday in court,
and now again.
You didn't find a dead man,
you found him
when he was still alive.
You saw the woman
and the bandit too.
That's right! That's right!
He saw everything!
Why didn't you tell the truth
to the court?
I'm a poor man.
Does honesty only belong
to the rich?
I didn't want to get involved.
You didn't want to,
but you're already involved.
If you don't care about honesty
and justice,
about your own feelings.
The three witnesses
had their own agendas,
but one of them
must have spoken the truth.
No.
None of them.
They're all liars.
I'm cracking up here!
I've never heard anything
so funny in my life!
And all this time,
you've been pretending
that you had
nothing to do with this!
If you speak the truth,
there's nothing to fear.
Now spit it out!
The monk has told you to!
All right, I'll tell you.
I walked into the forest...
- I saw a shawl...
- Stop it!
Stop that nonsense,
I already heard that part.
You saw a shawl and a hairpin.
Now tell me the rest.
I heard a voice.
I sneaked a look
from behind a tree.
He was tied to a tree.
- And his wife?
- She was doing her hair.
Great!
Doing her hair in the forest?
Women nowadays
do nothing else but their hair!
And the bandit?
He was kneeling.
This is getting better!
Singh Kham the bandit knelt before
a woman who was doing her hair!
Can you please hear me out?
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
How many times
do I have to tell you I'm sorry?
Don't you understand?
All my life...
I've kept a woman like you
in here!
When I was a boy...
I saw her going by
in a palanquin.
She dropped her fan.
I ran to pick it up for her.
She reached out her hand.
Her hand was white like ivory,
just like yours.
Why don't you look at me?
I'm Singh Kham,
the bandit
feared by the whole region!
begging you.
Please come with me.
Leave me alone.
I know, I know...
you don't like me
because I'm a thief.
Rn quit.
From now on
I'll find honest work.
I swear!
I'll work the land,
I'll farm, I'll do anything!
I'll provide for you
and make you happy.
Look at you.
You'll provide for me?
Why can't I do that?
I need you so badly.
Let me kiss you.
I'll show you how to...
stop it!
Let go of my skirt.
You'll soil it!
Look, it's all dirty now!
I'll get 10 more for you.
It's a new skirt.
I've only worn it twice.
Fine!
I'll leave it up to you!
If you don't want me, fine!
Get out of my face now!
I'll beat you.
I'll kill you if you don't do
what I say!
Really?
You think you can?
Well, maybe you can.
What you've asked...
I mean,
what you've ordered me to do,
how can I do that?
I'm married.
How can I run off with another man?
I get it.
No!
Why not?
It's the easiest way!
A woman won by the easiest means
is worthless.
But if a man risks his life
fighting for a woman,
he'll become
the most precious man to her.
Fight?
You want me to fight
your husband?
No!
Don't untie him.
I don't want to fight
a warlord!
Now it's between
the two of you.
Put your sword away.
Don't panic.
I won't kill you.
Kill me?
A warrior like me
can't waste my time fighting you.
A warrior's sword
is a sacred and dignified weapon.
A bandit's blood
would only taint its honor.
What about my honor?
You don't even know
what honor means!
My honor was just trampled.
You saw how I resisted,
how I fought,
but he was too strong for me.
My hands were tied,
but I wasn't blindfolded.
You saw I couldn't
defend myself.
Of course not!
A woman like you
can never defend herself.
What are you getting at?
"A woman like me"?
You cut the rope
with that dagger.
You should have slit your throat
with it instead.
That's what a real lady
would have done.
Is that so?
to do something so stupid.
No matter how well
you'll never rise
above your level.
A kitchen girl
will always remain a kitchen girl.
She's just a kitchen girl?
Since I've been your wife,
I've always been faithful.
- Is this my reward?
- Faithful?
Do you take me for an idiot?
That night when I was bed bound
with fever,
where did you disappear to?
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