You Ain't Seen Nothin' Yet Page #8

You like others.

You more than others.

With the tenderness you had,

you'd have torn each other apart.

No!

It would have lasted forever,

until the two of us

had grown old together!

Life wouldn't have allowed you

to get that far. No, little man.

You're all the same.

You thirst for eternity,

yet fear from the first kiss

because of the nagging feeling

that it won't last.

When I tell you that life is wonderful!

Life wouldn't have left you Eurydice.

But Eurydice can be returned to you

for good.

You heard your father

talking about life.

Grotesque, wasn't it? Pathetic.

This farce, this absurd melodrama,

that's life.

I'm offering you an intact Eurydice

with the true face

that life would never have given you.

Do you want her?

Your father is snoring, Orpheus.

Look closely at your young father

and think of Eurydice waiting.

Where?

You always want to know everything.

But that will soon be over.

You'll see how everything

becomes pure, bright and clear.

A world for you, little Orpheus...

What do I have to do?

The night is chilly.

Leave the city

by the road that lies before you.

When the houses thin out,

you'll reach a little rise,

near a small olive grove.

That's it.

That's what?

The place for your appointment

with death.

At nine.

It's nearly time,

don't keep it waiting.

Will I see Eurydice again?

Instantly.

Goodbye...

...little man.

Come in.

He agrees?

He agrees!

Yes, he agrees.

My darling...

Please, come back soon.

My darling, please, come back soon.

He's on his way.

He won't suffer, will he?

He won't suffer, will he?

Did you suffer?

Excuse me, Monsieur.

I'll turn down the covers.

I heard Monsieur speaking.

Am I disturbing him?

I was talking to myself.

That happens to me too.

Tell them to prepare my bill.

I'm leaving this evening.

Yesterday Monsieur said...

I've been thinking.

This time I'm leaving.

Monsieur has finished with Marseille?

Yes.

What time is it now?

Nine exactly, Monsieur.

There he is.

Can he look at me?

Now, yes, without any fear

of losing you.

My darling, you took so long!

Orpheus is with Eurydice at last.

THE CURTAIN FALLS

And yet...

My dear friends...

You are all familiar

with Antoine's sense of staging...

and his love of coups de thtre...

Antoine! You're not dead?

No, I'm not dead.

Although my doctors say

I've never been so close to it.

Don't worry,

I have little faith in their prognosis.

Forgive me for this

but it let me unite you all.

I'm classified as a dramatic author,

but I have a weakness for surprises.

I wanted to see

if you were still fond of me,

and if my Eurydice

was still worth performing.

Of course we are!

Just wait till we tell Zambo!

He's so silly!

Sudden death of the playwright

Antoine d'Anthac

Can he look at me?

Now, yes, without any fear

of losing you.

Orpheus is with Eurydice...

at last.

THE END:

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