Bloodline Page #3

Please!

Yes, you like it rough!

It hurts.

It hurts.

Oh, please. Please.

You broke the number-one rule, Jacques.

You tried to stand

in hell's way.

What are you talking about?

The toy maker's bloodline

has survived.

The box.

America.

It's both

my pleasure and honor...

to present this award on behalf

of the architectural community...

to Mr. John Merchant.

John.

Thank you.

I've always thought

that the...

applause from your peers

is the best kind of applause,

and I am truly touched

by, uh, your reception...

and by this award.

Originally,

when I had put myself...

Leonardo da Vinci

once said that no work of art...

is ever completed,

only abandoned.

And I never understood

what he meant until now.

Thank you.

Good night.

Very nice speech.

Honey, it's okay.

Let's just go.

Toy maker.

I know I brought it with me.

- Idiot!

- I'm sorry. I'm very sorry.

- I didn't even see you.

- Oh, forgive me.

- I'm very sorry.

- That was very rude.

Now I'll have to think of a way

to make it up to you.

Why are we going to the basement?

At least tell me your name.

Do we really need to know

each other's names?

Mystery woman, huh?

Aren't you excited

by mystery?

Ooh, yeah. You bet.

You seem to be pretty

familiar with this place.

I'm just following

my instincts.

Do you like games?

You're a dream.

Almost.

Close your eyes.

Trust me.

Okay.

What's going on?

Can I look now?

You can look now.

Time to play another game.

I have such sights

to show you.

All right.

What's happening?

Angelique.

Things seem to have changed.

Hell is more ordered

since your time, Princess.

And much less amusing.

- The box did this?

- A man did this.

But the box called him.

It called to his blood.

His ancestor made the box...

and would have unmade

all of us.

You've been away too long,

Princess.

This is not a room.

This is a holocaust...

waiting to wake itself.

If we could just move

this whole thing right up...

to give it

a little more height.

- There's a woman here to see you.

- Tell her to have a seat, okay?

- Okay.

- John Merchant and Associates.

I know you.

You've no idea what a pleasure

it is to meet you again.

This is all very good.

You're the one

we've been waiting for.

Who are you?

A friend, I hope.

A client, I'm sure.

Is this yours?

No.

This has been in my family

for hundreds of years.

I'm working on something

based on it.

- May I see it?

- Nobody's seen it.

Then let me be the first.

To put it simply, it's something

I want to do with mirrors and lasers.

See, in theory, it's possible.

Perpetual light.

Trapped light feeding off

its own reflections.

I haven't perfected

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