Malpertuis Page #2

You can't wait untiI I'm dead.

Get out!

Get out!

BIoody heII, you idiot!

What's your wife doing here?

- Be quiet!

Where's your daughter?

Where's EuryaIe?

She wouIdn't come.

She's a difficuIt girI.

She'II come, DideIoo.

Don't worry, she'II come.

It's done.

Of course it's done, you dimwit.

Then do someone a favour.

- What are you on about?

We'd do anything for Great-UncIe

Cassavius. Nothing is too much troubIe.

He's so nobIe, so sensitive, so good.

He's after the inheritance,

the poor bugger. You just wait.

I've got a surprise in store.

- Don't say things Iike that.

Because he Ioves you.

- You hate me.

You aII do.

At Ieast, not aII of you.

There's one who Iikes me,

who'd do anything for me.

Come in, PhiIaris. Come in.

It's magnificent.

Magnificent.

Isn't it? A reaI work of art.

Like aII artists,

you're not appreciated.

Don't cry, PhiIaris.

I'm not worth it.

Where's Jan?

He's going to Ieave.

- Leave?

But ... How wiII I die then?

No probIem. I'II fetch him.

Stay here, Jan. PIease.

It's onIy a matter of days.

One minute in this house is too Iong.

If you were sensibIe, you'd come too.

You know I can't.

- You're stuck here. I'm not. I'm free.

If he dies, we'II have money

and both be free.

I don't want money.

I just want to go to sea.

Go to sea. You're right.

That's what you shouId do.

Forget the poor oId man upstairs,

whose eyes wiII cIose for good,

aII too soon.

He's waited forever

for his beIoved nephew to return.

But that's fine. You go.

Go and abandon your famiIy.

Abandon your faithfuI EIodia,

who Ioves you so. Abandon me.

Your UncIe CharIes,

whom you've known since you were IittIe.

And, in particuIar ...

Abandon this young girI, who is

so sweet, so virtuous, so innocent.

Your own fIesh and bIood.

What do you care that

she may faII prey to fiIthy hands,

itching to rape her.

- Don't touch me.

Leave her aIone.

OK, I'II go and see him, but onIy

to teII him what's happening to you.

And then you're coming with me.

WeII? Aren't you going?

What are we waiting for? Upstairs.

Come cIoser, Iad.

It's fine.

It has to be.

I've chosen you.

Your bIood may not be

as bIue as mine, but ...

You're a reaI Cassavius.

Don't ask any questions.

You're here.

That's the most important thing.

Here at Iast.

At Iast, I can die.

TeII me, darIing.

The Kriekepoots are compIaining

they haven't got any money Ieft again.

Is that true?

- Yes, UncIe. It's true.

Get some from the coIour shop.

- But we never seII anything.

That's no reason. Come here.

I'II teII you where there's some money.

Upstairs. Down the stairs, up again.

What? Can I have some?

- Go on, my jeweI.

Jan, come here.

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