The Patience Stone Page #2

- Where are they?

- Come and see...

Look!

My heart grows impatient

at your absence...

My daughter...

The king caressed her...

I can't go on.

I can't stay here any longer!

Come on, girls!

Get your things ready!

We're leaving!

We're leaving right now!

I have to find my aunt.

Go to hell!

- My doll!

- Stay here.

You again?

- I beg you, tell me.

- I already answered you!

Tell me or I won't move from here.

I'm staying here!

Thank you.

Let's go.

Up you get!

Right, I'm leaving.

I'll bring her back tomorrow.

You can come in now.

I've been lucky.

I've finally found my aunt.

She lives in the north of the city.

I didn't know about

a lot of her life.

You knew that I'd been married?

Yes, I did hear that.

My parents married me

to a very rich man...

A fool.

Two years later, we realized

that I was sterile.

I was no use at all.

My husband sent me to his parents.

To become their servant.

When my father-in-law

found out I was sterile,

he came to f*** me every night.

One evening, I snapped.

I couldn't take any more.

Using his own pickaxe

that I had hidden under my bed,

I split his skull open.

He died instantly.

I fled.

I made them believe

I'd killed myself.

I vanished.

I left the children there.

She gave me a little money.

I think...

That...

I can't do anything more for you.

I heard our neighborhood

is the front line.

They'll destroy everything here.

You knew that, didn't you?

You knew it very well.

But you didn't tell me.

You knew it.

His brothers knew it, too.

That's why they all left.

You know why they didn't take you?

Your husband was alive.

Because you were alive.

If you had been dead...

One of your brothers

would have married me.

Perhaps they wished you were dead.

They could have f***ed me...

At last.

Your brothers have

always wanted me.

The three years you were away,

when I washed,

they watched me through

the bathhouse fanlight.

I could hear them panting.

They were masturbating.

I don't know what I'm saying.

I'm sick.

You're listening to me for once.

You've never listened to me.

We've been married 10 years.

How long have we

actually lived together?

Two years?

Three years?

You were never there.

Even at the wedding!

Like all heroes, you were absent.

At our engagement,

a photo stood in for you.

I was proud.

Proud to be engaged

to a hero at 17!

Your mother would say,

"Victory is coming soon!

"My son will return!

"Victorious!"

When she saw

that victory was still

a long way off,

she must have said,

"Leaving a fiance so long at

her parents' is dangerous.

"She has to marry."

That's why you got

married to his dagger.

I got married

to you

without you.

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