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No one's forcing you to listen.
" He gazed upon her Venus mound,
her flaxen quim,|the winking eye of God."
You've been in his quarters,|haven't you ?
Once or twice.
I hear he's got a whetstone|and a chisel, and he uses them|to sharpen his teeth.
He's a writer, not a madman.
- What's he doing in here then ?|- Murder.
That's not so.
He writes books so wicked,|so black with evil,
that one man killed his wife|after reading them.
And two young mothers|miscarried their babies.
I'd say that's murder enough.
If you're going to slander him,|then you don't deserve|to hear his stories.
I believe|she's sweet on him.
- That's what I think.|- It's not the marquis|she's sweet on, is it, Madeleine ?
They've no right sending someone|to sit on your shoulder.
I work for you.|I won't take orders from a stranger.
You needn't worry.
It's administrative,|nothing more.
Please don't eat|the paint, Pasqual.
Ah, bravo, Dauphin.
It's far better to paint fires|than to set them, isn't it ?
Yes.
Wonderful.
Fresh linens.
Fresh linens.
I'm hungry for a proper visit.
- Don't start.|- Go ahead. You've a key.
Slip it through|my tiny hole.
Marquis ?
Where did you get to then ?
Marquis ?
- Well- Did I frighten you ?
Frighten me ? That's a good one.|I'm twice as quick as you are.
I suppose you want to know|about that silly book of yours.
What about my book ?
It sold like the devil.
Then they started|burning it.
That's the peril of composing|such incendiary prose.
If only these coins purchased|your other talents too.
There's something else|I want from you.
You've already|stolen my heart...
as well as another prominent organ|south of the equator.
Your publisher says I'm not to leave|without another manuscript.
I've just the story.
Inspired by these|very surroundings.
The unhappy tale|of a virginal laundry lass,
a darling of the lower wards where|they entomb the criminally insane.
- Is it awfully violent ?|- Most assuredly.
- Is it terribly erotic ?|- Fiendishly so.
- But it comes with a price.
A kiss for each page.
Must I administer them directly|or might I blow them ?
The price, my coquette,|is every bit as firm... as I am.
Oh, you.
You talk the same|as you write.
Hello.
So what are we today, Cleante ?
Is it bullfinch or nightingale ?
- There's but one kind of bird|in a madhouse, Abbe.|- Oh, don't tell me.
- A loon. -
Sorry, I've heard|that one before.
- It's a long story, this one.
The climax comes|at a higher cost.
- You must sit on my lap.
- You demand a lot from your readers.
The story's thrilling conclusion|comes at a premium.
- What's that then ?|- Your maidenhead.
And then you must sew it up|as tightly as the day you were born,
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