The Seventh Victim Page #6

It won't hurt.

No, no, no.

You have a strange kind

of courage, Jason.

Perhaps you have

enough courage to hear...

...what I've kept from you

all these years.

That girl you loved...

...that other patient of mine...

She didn't disappear.

She's in an asylum.

A horrible, raving thing.

I never wanted you to know.

And all the while...

...you've been my friend.

Please...

...may I have a drink of water?

I'm very thirsty.

Drink.

No.

There will be no water, and there'll be

no rest. You may as well drink.

No, no!

If you like, I'll go with you to dinner.

- I'd like that.

- Jason.

I can't find Gregory.

I've been trying to find him.

What's wrong, Mary?

Jacqueline. Mr. Romari phoned me.

She went out this afternoon

with two men he'd never seen before.

- They may have been friends of hers.

- No.

She wouldn't go with anyone

unless compelled.

These months of hiding have made her

frightened of the streets and people.

- I wonder...

- What?

They may have found her.

Would they hurt her?

I don't know.

You'd better go up to your room

and wait for us, Mary.

Go ahead, Jacqueline.

Go ahead.

It is late.

Drink it, Jacqueline.

There's nothing else for you to do.

They say you've got to die.

Drink it, Jacqueline! You've got to!

I can't stand this!

No. No, I can't let you die!

The only time I was ever happy

was when I was working with you.

You were always so good to me.

You may go now, Jacqueline.

The decision was against violence,

but there'll be another decision.

Today, tomorrow...

...we'll find you, but now you may go.

I told you you could go.

Please help me.

There's a man following me.

- I shouldn't wonder, babe.

- I'm serious. Help me.

I'll help you to a beer and a sandwich.

Come along, babe. Come along.

Who are you?

I'm Mimi.

- I'm dying.

- No.

Yes. I've been quiet.

Oh, ever so quiet.

I hardly move.

And yet it keeps coming

all the time, closer and closer.

And I rest and I rest...

...and still I'm dying.

And you don't wanna die?

I've always wanted to die.

- Always.

- I'm afraid.

And I'm tired of being afraid.

Of waiting.

- Why wait?

- I'm not going to wait.

I'm going out, and I'm

going to laugh and dance...

...and do all the things I used to do.

- And then?

I don't know.

You will die.

Now that you've hounded and worried her

you don't even know where she is.

At least tell me, has she been here?

Yes. She left here an hour ago.

She may even be home by now.

Why don't you try it?

All right, Jason.

The devil worshippers.

The lovers of evil.

It's a joke.

Pathetic little joke.

We haven't asked your opinion.

I propose to give it to you anyway.

You're a poor, wretched

group of people who have...

...taken the wrong turning.

Wrong?

Who knows what is wrong or right?

If I prefer to believe in satanic majesty

and power, who can deny me?

What proof could you bring

that good is superior to evil?

It's hard to put into words,

but you're wrong.

One proof.

I'll prove you wrong.

This afternoon Jason and I

were talking together...

...and I remembered

certain phrases from childhood.

Simple half-forgotten words.

It was the Lord's Prayer.

I'm a physician...

...yet not I nor any of my colleagues,

no matter how learned...

...have ever found a substitute for those

words as a rule for human relationship.

You might remember them.

Forgive us our trespasses...

...as we forgive those

who trespass against us.

There's a sentence for you people

from that same prayer:

Lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.

All right, thank you very much.

That was Dr. Judd, Mary.

He phoned to say

Jacqueline's on her way here.

- Gregory.

- Yes?

You better take Jacqueline

with you tonight.

That's what I should

have done yesterday.

I'll take her away someplace

where she can rest.

Mary.

No, stay nearby.

I want to talk to you.

I love you.

- You know that.

- Yes.

I've never loved anyone before, Gregory.

And I do love you.

You must know that.

But Jacqueline's my sister...

...whom I'd lost and found again.

I know.

- I shouldn't have told you.

- No, I'm glad.

At least I've heard you say it.

I run to death...

... and death meets me as fast.

And all my pleasures

are like yesterday.

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