Last Caress

oh,you're awake.

who are you?

- and what happened to me?

- i'm sorry..

excuse me.

my name's clara.

we met tonight at your show..

i'm michele marcocci's assistant.

when you felt ill, i took you home.

miss ventura?

do you want me to call a doctor?

no, thank you, that won't be necessary..

are you sure?

do you want me to stay a little longer?

that's nice of you but, no.

what time is it?

oh dear, that late?

did you stay all this time?

i was to watch over you.

as per michele's orders.

you should go home now.,

your boyfriend will be worried.

yes...

he probablywould be if i had one.

- may i ask you a question?

- of course.

what did you see earlier?

at the gallery.?

it's... it's embarrassing.

most people don't believe

i have a real gift.

they think i'm...

an original.

an artist.

do you believe it?

i don't know..

but i have to admit i'm curious.

what i'm about to say

will seem ridiculous, then.

it's the first time that...

...that i feel something instead of

just seeing. do you understand?

it felt like somebody

hitting me multiple times.

as if a blade had pierced my flesh.

and i felt...

at that moment, i felt it was the end.

you mentioned the portrait of gabrielle.

but i'm ok now..

i don't want to talk about it.

don't worry.. just go home

and drive carefully.

dirty little b*tch.

the least i can say is that

you've ruined every thing for me

just as you've ruined it all for my mom.

well. now. that we're finally alone...

will you tell me where

you've hidden the painting?

i've heard it's worth millions.

i have all my time to look for it.

you're not going to stop me.

what? is there a problem?

since when is that painting yours?

Iet me remind you

that she was also my ancestor.

what's it to you, anyway?

you live here on your own...

you're so selfish that

you could never keep any man.

i have all the time i need

to search the house.

what?

what are you looking at?

all the way...

all the way..

all the way to the end,

you'll be f***ing me over!

i'm going for a walk.

it stinks in here.

and when i come back,

i'll find that damn painting.

yeah.

it's me.

the fake painting has been destroyed.

the real painting...

is here in the manor.

i overheard that when i arrived.

yeah.

i'll bring it to you

straight away once i get back.

no, i'm sure about this.

don't worry. about anything.

no witnesses!

i gotta go!

what a house!

would your cousin be a little disturbed?

i don't know..

she was supposed to meet us and, well...

as you can see...

alexandra?

alexandra?

if she's anything like you,

she'll be nursing a hangover

in the wine cellar.

damn!

who's that?

the girl who stole her boyfriend?

disturbed and emotional.

- you fool! that's my ancestor.

- excuse me?

yes, my great-great...

you know , an ancestor.

i find that ancestor pretty good looking.

a touch too light-haired

for my taste but a looker.

ok. so, what do we do?

i don't know. what happened here

but your cousin's missing.

she lives alone and the door is broken.

maybe we should call the cops.

the cops? are you out of your mind?

no, we can't call the cops.

Iook! nothing's missing.

and my cousin is a little weird...

so she definitely wouldn't want

the cops all over the place.

I think...

she just got herself into some kind of mess

and she'll probably show up soon.

well, then we'll just stay here

in the meantime.

I second that!

we can have sex, we can smoke,

and what else?

yes.

that's a good question.

i think we all need to chill.

what do you suggest?

where were you?

we've been here for three hours.

you ok? we were worried, well, I was.

so? how did it go?

it's good to see you, too. come on.

what do we do?

kat's got an idea but...

you'll find it corny.

this is so damn corny!

i refuse to be a part of it,

this place gives off bad vibes.

it's ok, we're just having a little fun.

don't you want to get

to know. kat's ancestor?

yeah, relax a bit,

you're acting like

an individualist capitalist.

i want to know about kat's ancestor.

- we don't want your bourgeois attitude.

- f***!

you're the one who gives off bad vibes.

we don't know anything about this chick,

except that she's hot

and has a streak of white hair.

I don't know, maybe she's eva braun

or some other kind of psycho.

yeah, sweet...

I don't mean to be a b*tch about this

but you haven't told us

the first thing about her.

we were supposed to spend

a nice little weekend,

and here we are in a wrecked house.

and all we do is invoke the spirit of a woman

whose portrait has been ripped to shreds.

you have to admit that's unusual behaviour.

so, are you going to fill us in?

well...

all i can say is that we're about to invoke

the spirit of a woman

who was thought to be...

a witch.

her name was...

gabrielle vajda.

- gabrielle what?

- vajda.

she was run out

of a convent in chekoslovakia.

and...

- she ended up on a stake.

- whoa, nice!

so...

do you want to share this with me?

come on!

what's up?

she's asleep like a baby..

she just needs a little rest.

rest, my ass!

she needs to get the hell out of here

like all of us.

I told you this place gave off bad vibes.

come on, greg, wouldn't you

be losing, right now.?

you saw what she did.

her eyes, that ghostlike thing

in the flames.

this whole place is creepy..

- what do you want to do?

- get the f*** out.

come on, scaredy pants,

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