Beowulf Page #4
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- Year:
- 1999
- 95 min
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Sweet dreams, my love.
Feel it- the life your husband
put in my belly.
It's almost finished,
my love.
It's almost finished, my love.
Don't be afraid.
You should be dead.
Many times.
Explain.
I'm a quick healer.
- Not good enough.
- That's all I can say.
Because you're afraid
the truth will send me running?
From what
I've seen of you, no.
Enjoying the view?
A remarkable recovery.
It wasn't as bad as it looked.
We all have our secrets, I suppose.
Tell me,
if a man fights
a creature of evil,
then he cannot be evil himself,
can he?
If you're looking for absolution,
Whoever you are,
whatever you are,
I thank you for your help.
Why...
"not you"?
You scared the hell out of me.
I need you to make me something,
and I need it now.
Yeah, what is it?
I'll show you. But no mistakes.
All right, no sweat.
This is the time...
it matters.
How's your leg?
My injuries don't heal
as well as yours.
I'll be little help like this.
One day you'll have to
teach me your trick.
What can I do?
Nothing.
It'll be over tonight?
Yes, one way or another.
It's time.
It will come for me,
but I will know where
it's coming from and when.
There's one thing
His family is very wealthy,
very rich.
The marriage was arranged
by Hrothgar, not Kyra's choice.
He was a sadist and a pig.
He treated her badly, very badly.
- But you didn't kill him?
- No, but I tried.
I challenged the bastard to a fight,
but Hrothgar made me back off.
You know, don't you?
She thinks of me... as a brother.
That's all I could ever be.
I've survived a lot of pain.
- Warriors do.
- Yeah.
But nothing...
to compare with that.
End its miserable life...
tonight.
- Is it done?
- Yep.
- Have you tested it?
- Yeah. It works fine. Works great.
Most of the time.
No, it's fine. It's fine.
It's fine. Hey, listen. Are you
gonna take this beast thing or not?
You don't want me
to ruin the surprise.
Waking up in the morning
is surprise enough.
Beowulf.
Don't do this.
We all do what we have to do.
You know that well, I think.
Is that the knife
you used on your husband?
What are you?
Secrets are hard to keep.
It was night.
He'd been drinking as usual.
He wanted me.
I refused.
He started to beat me.
So I stabbed him...
over...
and over.
And the whole time...
he just stood there...
looking surprised.
Now he's come back to kill us,
one by one,
saving me for the last.
The beast is not your husband.
What makes you so sure?
Ghosts don't eat people.
This is not your doing.
If someone is to blame,
it's not you.
Maybe not for the first strike,
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