La sorella di Ursula (Curse of Ursula) Page #3
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Is this what makes you think
he loved them?
Our father died alone. All alone.
How do you know
about Valeria and Corinne?
- Did Lorenzi tell you?
- No.
Our receiver didn't tell me anything.
I just know things -
even before they happen.
Our mother is with another man,
and she lives far away.
Where?
Our father mustn't find out.
He mustn't.
Ursula, what are you talking about?
Our father is dead.
- Who are you after?
- I work for the Stanton Agency.
Who is he? What does he want?
- My agency has sent me to visit.
- To visit? Come in.
Where...
Where are your eyes?
Did we gouge them out,
or did you remove them
so as not to see us fall into the abyss?
So what's left to us other than our own
blind eyes that lead us astray?
We walk the path of selfishness
and think it's the path of love.
We gain strength from our mediocrity
and are convinced
we're being understanding.
blend into each other
like the colors of a rainbow.
We have no answers.
We've substituted our eyes for yours,
and all that's left to us is fear,
madness and lots of paltry excuses.
Don't touch me!
- Is the show going ahead tonight?
- Of course.
- But we start at eleven.
- All right.
- Hi, Stella.
- Hi.
- Welcome back. Everything all right?
- Pretty much.
Apart from the crime.
How did you hear about it?
You left at dawn.
It's in all the papers.
- Who are those two?
- People who don't want to leave.
I think they've run away from home.
She's 16 and he's 17.
They wanted a room, believe it or not.
- Patrizia, get those two to leave.
- Yes.
Two minors.
All the hotel needs is trouble.
I refused them a room this morning
and they're still here.
- Look who's here.
- Good evening.
Our two foreigners.
- You must leave.
- What's wrong?
- Good night.
- Good night.
I'm tired. I'm going up to the room.
Sleep well.
Filippo.
- I should have known.
- I'm sorry. I should have told you.
Tell me what? I pity you, Filippo.
Now I get your excessive love for me,
your endless urge to make love,
your possessiveness.
- It was all down to drugs, not love!
- No, it was love. Listen to me.
You listen to me.
I couldn't stand a jealous lover,
so why should I put up with a drug addict?
This time we're really through.
It's pretty quiet tonight, don't you think?
No, I don't agree.
- Do you know who that man is?
- Just another admirer.
like mushrooms.
Yes, too many.
What's wrong, Ursula?
It's strange, but I've never felt
the presence of our father like now.
He mustn't come, Daggie. Not tonight.
Try to relax.
Have you taken your sedative?
Yes.
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