The Visit Page #7

Maybe it'll help you to forget.

I married you for your money.

That's as good a reason as another.

Anya? Anya! Let me in!

Anya, let me in... Anya...

Let me talk to you.

I've got to talk to you, Anya.

Everything's going to be wonderful now...

No. It's all over. Go home to your wife.

Please let me in, just for a minute.

Please, just a minute. Let me in!

Just for a minute...

That's what you've said for three years!

When we get the money we will go

away together. Just you and me.

And if we don't get the money?

- I'll find a way. I promise you.

Anya... Anya!

I was expecting you.

I guess, I knew, you'd be here.

It's for tomorrow. - Are you afraid?

Sure. Of course, I am.

I know how you feel.

Do you?

I've had 20 years of it. And you carry

only one corpse around in your heart.

Your own dead body... And it

will only be for a few short hours.

I've carried two corpses. The child's...

Judith...

- And a 17-year-old girl you killed.

She was gay...

Full of life, love.

Everything was wonderful.

She died the day

the moment you brought

those two witnesses.

Everything in her died.

I just told my wife I've

always loved you. - Have you?

And because you couldn't have me,

did it stop your body from coming alive?

But you have a son,

so it couldn't be true.

It was true for me.

Maybe men are different,

or maybe it's just me.

But since then no man

has ever reached me.

I died when I was 17.

We'll be even tomorrow. - Even!

There'll be nothing left for me

to live for, tomorrow.

An empty life.

Tomorrow?

Tomorrow?

Tomorrow?

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow...

Always together. You and me together.

- Karla, I...

Karla, I love you.

Oh Serge...

Nothing else in the whole world...

You and me... you and me.

Oh Karla... - Oh, it's beautiful.

We'll have a wonderful life

together. Children...

Oh Serge...

I love your hair.

So black. So black...

So black... - Karla.

It's grey!

Your hair is grey!

Serge, your hair is grey!

We could have had a life of love.

Karla! - Such love...

- Karla! - No!

No! Why did you kill our love?

Die! Die, die...

Die! Die...

Learned judges of the

municipal court of Guellen,

you have now heard the legal side of

this case. Sworn and verified testimony

from Joseph Cadek and Ludwig Darvis,

the testimony of Madame Zachanassian,

the testimony of Colonel Dobrik,

and finally the confession

of the accused himself.

The law is clear, learned judges.

It is now for you to speak.

Are you ready for the verdict?

- Yes. - How do you find him?

Guilty. - Guilty.

Guilty. - Guilty.

Guilty.

Guilty.

What good would one vote have been?

Serge Miller, stand up!

You have been found guilty of

the charges brought against you.

Do you have anything to say

before we pronounce sentence?

I'm a human being.

Serge Miller,

it is the sentence of this court

that you be taken at once from

this place and be put to death.

Bardrick, the checks.

Paid to the independent

township of Guellen:

One million.

Signed:
Karla Zachanassian.

Paid to the citizens of Guellen:

One million.

Signed:
Karla Zachanassian.

Colonel Dobrik, remove the prisoner.

They are about to take

Serge Miller out and kill him.

Is there anyone here,

even one person

that feels that this is unjust?

Not one person?

Not anyone?

Not even one? One?

This is the moment

I've been waiting for. This.

I planned it for years,

but I could not believe

that it would happen

so beautifully so cleanly.

You were no better than he!

You, who stood by and let him destroy me,

without a word.

And now, for two million,

you, together, openly

have agreed to kill one of your old friends!

Look at the face of the creature next to you!

Killers! Murderers!

Ah... You're afraid I'll take

the money away from you?

There's no need to worry.

I want you to have the money.

I want you to be able to afford

the luxury of a conscience.

I bought you for 4,000 each,

and I could have gotten you cheaper!

Don't destroy Serge Miller,

or what's left of him.

If you killed him, in a few weeks

you might begin to forget.

I want Serge Miller alive!

Free, living among you!

I want you to see him.

Day in and day out!

I want you alive, Serge.

If they'd cut your head off, you might have

died a small hero. I don't even want that.

Live among these people,

who were ready to shed your blood.

Talk to them, play with them.

Are your bags among those? - Right there,

Madame. - Put them to one side. - At once.

Anya.

We've moved our bags, Madame. - Good.

You're fired. All three of you.

I don't need you anymore.

You stay here in Guellen,

where you belong.

Judith would have been

about your age, if she'd lived.

This is for you. Get in the car behind.

They'll take you out of Guellen.

Go anywhere you want to.

But don't go to Trieste.

Get in the car.

The visit is over.

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