The Story of Sin Page #3
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- 1975
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l can prove it
Tonight I arrive in Vienna by train
The sooner the better
You didn't kiss me
when I got on the train. You wept
I miss you so terribly
Your letter...I know it by heart,
like a wonderful poem
It's not a letter, but a kiss
Remember in the park last year?
I loved you so then.
And I love you now
Tomorrow I leave Vienna
I'm no nearer to Rome,
just further away from you
I stayed one night
in my beloved Florence
I can see the Duomo
Water...
If I were this card
I would be in your room soon
With my head
resting between your breasts
Ah! Your breasts so soft and white
There I dreamed life's golden dream
Now I have lost all hope...
...that I'll ever put my lips
to that divine line...
...which both separates
and unites them
Rome. A date palm under my window
Unripe fruits lie among the leaves
far away I see camellia shrubs,
today is May 25th
I had an audience
They're dealing with my case
O, priests, now I'm in your hands
She'll be all right
Silly girls!
Have you no sense?
This is no sickness, you'll see
There's another little Lady
on the way
Wait here
Mrs Rosa!
Mrs Niepolomska, why so sad?
Why are you crying?
Such beauty shouldn't cry
Open the door.
Come on
l can't. l'm ill
Sick with longing, eh?
Why are you always alone?
You never go out
Where is Mr Niepolomski?
He'll be back soon
Good morning, sir
Can l help?
l'm looking for Mrs Eva Pob...
...Niepolomski
lf you mean Mrs Rosa Niepolomska...
Yes, Rosa. Can l see her?
Knock on her door. She may be in
l wouldn't know
Thank you
Excuse me
is Mrs Eva Pobratyns! ka here?
She is
ls that you?
Yes
l came on behalf of
Mr Lukash Niepolomski
Where is he?
Niepolomski is in Rome
ln Rome? Please sit down
Mr Niepolomski is in jail
ln jail?
Allow me to introduce myself
My name is Szczerbic
Count Szczerbic?
The man who shot Lukash?
Yes. It was a matter of honour
l wounded him in a duel
So, it was you
He wrote to you?
No, to one of my friends in Rome
He passed it on
What did he do?
l'm not sure.
My friend's rather vague
Niepolomski worked
for the Austrian Embassy
Making copies
of important documents
He took the most valuable ones...
...and sold them
to an American antiquary
He was sent to prison in May
ln May?
Please take this
l'm only doing what he asked me
He'll pay me back
when he's released
Whenever that might be
Anyway, here's fifty roubles
lf you need anything more...
...please write to me
Zygmunt Szczerbic...Zglishche Estate
That'll find me
Jesus Mary! Mother of God!
Stop screaming
Miss Eva! Where've you been so long?
ls mother in?
No...l mean, yes...Of course
- And Dad?
- The master's out
-Where is he?
- l don't know
Tell me
ln the pub, of course
Get out, you slut! Out!
l'm not a slut yet. l may become one
Don't you speak to me so!
You whore!
Then stop calling me names
Shut up you whore!
Shut up!
l came to see father
Please wait, miss!
Don't go to the pub
Can't she see her own father?
What a mother!
Get out both of you
Don't you dare take her back
Don't you dare!
l won't have it, do you hear?
Shut up!
Shut up!
Shut up or l'll kill you!
l mean it
l'll beat the life out of you!
Good morning...Good morning
Poland's always bred prigs.
We call them cloth heads
Plica Polonica
Woe to he who cuts off
Poland's plica
The peasants'll get them.
So much for theory...
Now, let's examine some examples
l don't know if you remember me?
Can we talk? It's important
May l ask when you're free?
- Evenings
- Tonight?
Yes, tonight
l would hate you
to get the wrong idea...
...but l do need to talk with you
l'm only free on Sundays
Sunday, then
Allow me to leave a little tip, miss
His case has been heard
He's serving his sentence
Tell me the truth, please
l give you my word it's true!
The prison story's not just made up?
- By whom?
- By me!
l see...poor girl
l'm not poor, l'm just suspicious
They are asking after you
at your former lodgings
You've been there?
Don't worry. l paid the landlord off
He knows l'd kill him
if he utters a word
What about?
Why...
...the money you stole from him,
l suppose
Why do you meddle in all this?
My dear Eva...
l know this is very painful for you
But l had to at least...
...let you know
l realise that, from a stranger...
Stop! For God's sake
No-one'll ever mention it again
l promise
Why are you working in that place?
We'll go together...
...as far as Rome
l'll go on to the Riviera...
...and you'll wait in Italy
for his release
l'll cover all expenses
l owe it to Lukash, and...
...and l give you my word of honour,
there's no trick
Sorry
lt's nothing
Pay me back when you can
We'll travel
in separate coaches
l'll get your father a job...
...at the store l own
l'd better go
Somebody might see us
- We'll meet at the station
- Good bye
l'm worth more than a dozen Counts
You're here?
Though l'm only a course bourgeois
A liaison here?
Rather shocking!
None of your business
So... What are you up to
with this Szczerbic?
How dare you? Let go!
Listen, l want to save you from ruin
l know about life
and l know what's right
l too know life
and l know what l'm doing
Signorina Eva Po...
Pobratynska
To see Lukash Niepolomski
What?
He was released a week ago
Where is he now?
He was deported to the French border
Don't be upset.
l'm sure he's gone to Monte Carlo...
...to win some money
You'd better go via Nice
l'll look for him elsewhere in France
What luck to find you here!
Have you any news?
Nothing. Although l wrote to Paris
- Are you here alone?
- Yes. l am
- Playing?
- l've bad luck
Let's go. It's stuffy here
- Don't you want to try?
- l've bad luck
You never can tell
Do you play?
l had good luck and won a lot!
But l gamble carefully
So now l'll stop
Really?
Going home?
Yes
You're staying here?
Well...
what do you think is the best plan?
He might be looking for you in Poland
But do you think he is?
l'm not suggesting anything nasty...
...but you don't seem sure of him
any more
To tell the truth, l no longer know
You poor girl!
Stop that!
l meant nothing
Then why say it?
l'll try to find him
He may have returned to my place
Yes, yes...
- Or your parents
- Please don't go there
All right, l won't
So what should l do now?
Enough!
l'll risk all l have!
B*tch!
Wait, Peter Ivanovitch!
Count? There's a lady to see you
What lady?
She gave no name
l'll be right down
Count!
You did win!
Yes
- Here's 1 O,OOO francs...
- But...!
lf l don't owe that much...
...give the rest to Niepolomski
l've a suite in this hotel.
Stay here with me!
So this is why you helped me?
Yes! What did you think?
Count Sczerbic!
She's from Berlin
Vienna, l'd say
Be quiet. Her knight will come
and give you a kick!
- l bet she's a virgin
- The Maid of Orleans...
... Joan of Arc
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