Whisper of Sin Page #4

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- Like what object?

- No matter

Concentrate;

try to imagine him.

See him in front of you.

See him?

I do.

Imagine him like an object.

What object?

Any object- answer quick!

A grand piano

A grand piano?

A grand piano-

big, black, shiny, on wheels

On wheels, I see.

That's good.

It'd better to see him

as a small, blue marble.

I can't imagine him as a marble.

He's a grand piano,

big, black, heavy.

Play it often?

Often

How does it sound?

Badly

Have you tuned it?

- No

- Why not?

I had no time.

Play well?

- Not very well

- Why not?

Cause I never played in my life.

I don't understand all this!

Want to know my intimacies?

I'll tell you

without these idiocies.

It's only about a piano;

that's all.

But I know enough.

Smile now.

Oh, look

how bad we look.

I'm worried about you.

You see...

Everybody left us.

Vika...

It's hard for people

to die easily

who believed in

their specialness.

They sidestep

between life and death.

They can't dive into non-being.

Vika,

but there is no non-being.

Non-being

is full of light, bliss

and joy.

The restorers do the ceiling.

We fill in the floor,

set up the pews.

We're out of here next week.

What about the walls?

It's too cold;

they won't dry.

...chose to leave...

that ill-fated life.

It simply-

Did you suspect anything?

About what?

- That Go is insane.

- No

I thought he could act strange.

Because he is Go.

I needed adventures.

I needed to escape.

I had to run from myself.

Will you run

the rest of your life?

Go was also running.

Go really changed.

And it wasn't only

his attacks of insanity,

He stopped creating.

He canceled his concerts.

He started hating his guitar.

He especially hated himself.

Actually his songs died

long before the asylum.

Go already belonged there-

in the long halls,

stinking wards.

Twilight hours

of nightmares...

Vika...

How tired I got,

how hungry.

My last sad love-

But I...

conquered Satan.

After that...

What happened?

I'll never forgive myself.

Go, won't you whistle?

Vika, I feel so good.

That's not mine!

Right away

Go!

Go jumped out the window.

He broke his back.

He's been a cripple since.

Go

I'm with you.

While we f***ed, I remembered

a time in my childhood.

Once in winter

I stuck my tongue on a door handle.

Crying, afraid, I ripped it away.

Now I feel that same fear.

What fear?

My dick might get stuck

in your eternally frozen land.

Why you...!

I want no attachment to you.

I don't want to be rejected!

I'd rather do the rejecting!

This is our last time! That's all.

So, I'm a worthless woman?

Understand, a women and a lover-

it's not the same.

Each woman isn't a good lover.

That takes talent!

Leo, you are sick.

It's best to trust a God.

I'm just a middleman.

I came to you.

Paulius, I am sick.

Anything serious?

It's serious.

I will die soon.

Who told you this?

The doctors

It's a female thing.

When did you find out?

Today

It's so bad to think about death

especially every night.

Hold on,

you just said the doctors said today.

I knew long ago I would die.

Today I was told there's a way out.

What is it?

I must give birth.

Good way out

You'll be a good mother.

I need your child.

Specifically by doctor's orders

Don't make fun of me.

Am I the one making fun?

You know it's impossible.

It could have happened,

many times.

Any women in my place

would have done it.

I didn't want to fool you.

Because I love you.

You must understand.

It is impossible.

- Why?

- Why?!

It's clear you didn't think about me.

How can I live here knowing

I have a son in this city.

How will I feel

passing your home?!?

Consider it calmly a few days.

Take a month, a half year.

It'll seem different.

No!

Definitely no, Vika

What should I do?

You're an attractive woman.

Talk to another man.

And you- suggesting that?

Forgive me, Vika.

I love you, Paulius.

I want your baby.

Vika- Stop it! Please!

Vika- What are you doing?!

I'll drive you home.

I love you! I want your baby!

I'm begging you, Vika!

I need your help.

Everything's falling apart.

Everything...

What?

This isn't desire...

This is...

Sorrow Heartache

Leo...

Why did you hang up?

Say something.

You complained- something I didn't say.

What was that?

I love You.

Now we won't owe one other anything.

Hold on.

How can I go on living?

It is like it is, Vika.

It can't be otherwise.

I want it to be otherwise.

You never satisfied my one desire.

You never heard my one plea.

Maybe you were not obliged

We owe each other nothing, anymore.

I make no demands of you.

I do not blame you.

You don't need to change;

I'll still live.

I bid you farewell

with no anger, with no pain or sorrow.

So, who ya wanna see?

Nobody...

I'm looking for a cat.

We gonna find your cat.

Don't hurt me, please.

Understood... Right away

Hold on... Wait...

Just please don't hurt me...

That smell...

It's my perfume.

Richka never had this kind!

I ain't gonna hurt ya.

Sit.

Got problems?

Say the word-

Richka, I got problems.

And Richka'll fix 'em.

Just say what ya want.

I can bite through brakes,

burn down a house,

pound kidneys

till he pisses blood.

Say what ya need.

Who hurt ya?

Sit!

Hi

Did something happen?

Something happened.

You've got to find...

another therapist, a better one.

I'm sorry.

Come inside.

I don't know

why you're all leaving?

Go, Paulius, now you

You must help me.

You're obligated to help!

You want me to end

in an asylum with Go!

You have to help me!

I can't help, Vika;

I cannot help you.

I have no right at all

to treat people!

I need help myself.

I'm leaving.

I just don't know where.

Off to the desert?

Maybe

I don't want you to treat me.

You don't help me

nor feel for me.

Rita...

Don't leave me.

I don't need a doctor.

I just...

I need a person.

A person who would understand,

excuse me...

or condemn me.

Rita, I'm asking you,

don't leave me now.

I need a friend.

It's not possible.

The Honor Code of Psychiatry

doesn't permit friendships

with patients.

What sh*t

Paulius didn't ask a bishop to let him f*** me.

Read something.

The only thing I have is the Holy Bible.

OK:

No, Go,

I'd better leave.

Read- I said read.

I asked you to read.

The Gospel according to John,

no. 13, line 21-

find it?

"After he had said this,

Jesus was troubled and testified:

'I tell you the truth,

one of you is going

to betray me.'

One of the disciples

whom Jesus loved,

was reclining next to him.

Simon Peter motioned and said,

'Ask him which one he means.'

Leaning back against Jesus,

he asked:

'Lord, who is it?'

Jesus answered,

'It is the one to whom

I'll give bread

when I've dipped it.'

Then, dipping

a piece of bread,

he gave it to Judas,

son of Simon Iscariot.

As soon as Judas took the bread,

Satan entered into him.

Jesus told him:

'What you are about to do...'"

Stop pretending.

What's happening to you?

You don't tell me everything.

It doesn't matter.

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