Beauty and the Devil Page #4

I'll tell you!

As incredible as it may seem...

...Professor Faust is alive.

He is here.

- Where have you been?

- Travelling.

A very long way from here.

You might thank me.

I didn't call you.

Why did you come back?

We don't like our affairs

talked about in public.

You wanted to force me to sell you

my soul in exchange for my life.

You've defeated me,

I admit it.

You're now free to enjoy

youth's pleasures...

...whilst I have to put up

with your rheumatism.

No hard feelings.

You know where to find me.

Rector.

Yes, young man?

That man isn't Professor Faust.

If you want to know,

I'm Professor Faust.

The fellow's mad.

Where are you going to sleep?

Youth is so thoughtless.

I can't give you gold, I haven't

made any. But here's some money.

Always glad to help.

You're too kind, Professor.

Yes, it's a failing of mine.

Dinner is served, Professor.

Dinner? What a good idea.

I hadn't thought of that.

You've changed since your travels.

- For better or for worse?

- For the better.

- Where's the wine?

- You drink now?

I want wine, the best!

I've heard all about foie gras,

creamed mushrooms, and lobster.

Now I want to taste them.

Life's short. Let's enjoy it!

Good morning, Professor Faust.

Good morning, Rector.

Our joy is shared by the Prince.

The Prince wishes to see you

at once. A carriage is waiting.

The Prince's wish is my command.

You forgot your glasses!

I forgot my glasses.

Professor Faust, Your Highness.

Be seated, Professor.

I like to think...

...that your mysterious absence

and return are related...

...to your work.

Correct, Your Highness.

I've worked a lot lately.

Only you can save us.

Our coffers are empty.

See what we pay with?

Paper!

An excellent idea, Your Highness!

Soon this paper will have no value.

We need gold.

To work, Professor!

You're tired? Have you never

worked before?

- All my life.

- Doing what?

Drive on.

Make way for the Princess.

Back to work.

Hurry up!

I feel the time is near

and we'll soon have gold.

- God willing.

- What was that?

God willing.

You've changed. In the old days,

you had these odd fears.

What fears?

That making gold was -

how shall I put it? - diabolical.

Really? You and I know

the devil doesn't exist.

But we mustn't tell anyone.

- Take that and go.

- And my money?

You want money too?

I'll pay you!

You called me?

Sorry, I thought

I heard you call.

Just say the word and

I'll let you in.

You don't just help yourself here.

Serve me then.

You must pay first.

Gold!

A gold coin. I'd forgotten they

existed. Where did you find it?

It fell from heaven.

Don't you want it?

Yes. Let's see if it's real.

What's that?

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