The Story of Sin Page #4

A raving beauty

Guess the colour of her hair

Red!

On her head?

Be serious, my friends...

...faced by such beauty

Look at this boat

The boat of a nouveau riche

Poles only marry for money

There he is with his Rylska...

...off to the Ile des Pins!

Like a careerist marquis!

l tell you, Niepolomski is no loser

He didn't give up

after that Rome scandal

Friends, look!

Observe our beauty

Quick, lads! The first there gets her

What an unfortunate accident, madam

l'll call the doctor

No thanks

You speak Polish?

So you understood everything?

l'm embarrassed

l wasn't listening

Good. Are you hurt?

No. l'm fine

Pleased to hear it

Can you row?

Of course

Let's take this boat

So nice

to hear such lips speak Polish

Concentrate on the rowing

Those two, are they newly-weds?

Yes.

Lukash Niepolomski and Miss Rylska

- You know them?

- Yes. But...

Studying here in Berlin?

Anthropology.

Stanislaw Liwicki

l never saw eyes like yours before

You lied, Mr Liwicki

l did?

You did.

Niepolomski is already married

You know him?

Money can buy many divorces

Anyway...

...l was at their wedding

Yes, but l need written proof

to show somebody

All right. l can get a copy

of the marriage certificate

l'll bring it to you

Tonight

All right. Hotel Astoria

My name is Eva Pobratynska

Not Niepolomska?

Certainly not!

l'll see you later

Come in

Hello...

Give...

You see. Just as l promised

Good morning...

You're alone?

Yes.

Are you still living in Paris?

- l may go home soon

- l'll go to Vienna

- l'm sorry to bring this up...

- What's that?

Have you seen Niepolomski?

No

No? Very strange

lt is strange

l met a man in Paris named Horst

Horst?

One of those bankrupt factory owners

l didn't like him

What'd he say?

Talked a lot about you

About me?

Said you were...old friends

He said that Niepolomski'd

been in Warsaw

When was he there?

Just after we left

Horst saw him at your parents...

...and told him that you were my...

You understand?

l do

Apparently Niepolomski went mad

and attacked him

Next day Niepolomski left.

Nobody knows where

l see

Nobody?

l'm sorry to tell you all this

You did me a great favour

Really

Now l understand

Niepolomski is just a victim of

circumstance. Like all of us

Have you a ladies compartment?

Of course.

There are three ladies there already

Where am l?

What's this town called?

Schuttenbach

You want a room? This way, please

Not a word!

Where's your money?

That's it?

Make a sound and l'll kill you

Understand?

Stop screaming!

Lie there...

...and wait!

Help!

Must l rape you?

You can't escape me now

l wanted you for years!

ln Europe, America, at sea...

l always thought of you

We'll make love, baby.

You can't escape!

lf you scream, l'll tell

where the little creature lies buried

Lukash's souvenir

Who are you?

Your master from now on

Just tell everyone l'm your husband

- Understand?

- Yes

- You're mine now?

- Yes

Look at that. Not bad, eh?

Don't worry. We'll have fun

and see the world

People like us don't need children

l'm born to wander, and so are you

Good evening

Count Plaza-Splawski, my wife

We fought together in Transvaal

Thanks, l don't drink

Thanks, l don't smoke

Doesn't drink, doesn't smoke...

...but he's a genius

for making money from nothing

Jn youreyes Jsee no treason

Reading his letters again?

Leave that to the forger!

We are going to Plaza-Splawski's

Do l have to go?

No moods!

l won't go to that den!

lt's business.

You can understand that

Can't he come here?

He has moods, too. He's a count

A nobleman

without a shirt to his back

Damn his bloody eyes!

He won't come here

But if you visit, you know...

...he'd be tickled pink

You'll be there all the time?

l might have to go out

for a few minutes

l can't really tell

Then, no!

To fetch paper or ink

Whatever he needs

And he hates women

So you've no worries

l know his Asiatic tastes.

Prefers sour apples

So...Come on!

Look - l'm broke

while Sczerbic is loa'ded

l said it wouldn't be easy

You must do your bit

l read those letters

He's crazy about you

He'd sell up and follow you,

even to America if you asked him

What do you want from him?

l suppose you have a plan

Write, asking him to come here

to Vienna

Tell him to sell his property...

...or borrow against it

Write passionately, tenderly

And what if he turns me down?

l'll tell how you killed your baby

- You've no proof!

- That's what you think!

Don't be so rough with a lady

Look, why not have some fun

with the Count?

You're not in love

with Mr Pochron here

But if you hate Szczerbic

l do!

But he loves you

To be loved by people we hate...

lsn't that fun?

All right, he does love me. So what?

Well, then...

...you can be loved

by a Polish count...

...and help out your friends

He'll pay a million for you

We Polish nobles are very lavish

He'd give his fortune

for a taste of you

But if he tries to force you...

...plunge the syringe

into him and press the piston

ln the arm, in the face wherever.

It'll contain a powerful drug

What kind of drug?

There are many kinds

We can decide later

Then what?

At your signal, we will rush in...

...and save you from the brute

No!

l won't do it!

Keep your voice down!

We shall read it and post it

You're going to read my letter?

lt's business, not love.

Will you write it?

Write! You slut!

Write!

My beloved...

Exclamation mark

l'm in Vienna. Full stop

How incredibly beautiful the world

could be...

...comma...if we could see

each other now. Full stop

Walk together in the streets...

...in this city

where the moon is shining

Yesterday I went to the country,

with a crowd, alas

But I left them,

to walk with you alone...

...in perfect stillness

I felt that we were together

Your estate may be lonely...

...but I don't belong there. Do I?

Shall I ever see you again?

Why not come to Vienna

while I'm here?

I kiss your sweet lips...

...like flowers which I press

to my mouth, my eyes

I love your dear eyes

and your sad soul

My dearest, come quickly!

I love you so terribly. I miss you so

Write to me poste restante

Tell me if you're coming

My dearest, dearest beloved!

Your, Eva

PS. J think if you sold everything..

...and tooh a big loan

We could go away forever...

...and begin a new life

What joy to devote myself to you

in America

Do come quickly, I'm waiting!

No!

Tell me...

He's a businessman, owns some mines

l'm going with him to America

Then tell me what l should do now

Shall l go back to Warsaw?

Tell me

What do you want?

l'll do anything you ask me

You're a weakling

This man you're engaged to...

Do you love him?

l wish l could understand you

You are killing me, Eva!

l'll always love you, darling

Only you understand me

Tell me, darling...

...do you still love Niepolomski?

No!

l don't

Go now. Soon we'll be together...

For the whole night...naked

Eva. Oh, Eva...

Evie...

Look, if you do everything right...

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