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I hope you'll judge him|by his progress here,
- No !|- not his past reputation.
I can't go on like this.|Why should this be happening to me ?
Once again, gentlemen.
I'm just a lowly cobbler.
I have been all my life.
And with this shoe,|I'm asking you to be a cobbler's wife.
It's a dreadful play,|a festering pustule|on the face of literature.
Why, the parchment it's written upon|isn't worthy to wipe my ass.
But you need not make it worse.|Say your lines with conviction,|my happy little shoemaker.
- Like a true actor.|- But I'm not an actor.|I'm a dyspeptic.
Just seduce her,|you goon !
He's actually made a great success|of our little theater.
There's seldom an empty seat,|not to mention its therapeutic value.
Playing dress-up|with cretins...
sounds like a symptom|of madness, not a cure.
Homo perversio:
|a species that thrives in captivity.Marquis, this is Dr. Royer-Collard.|He's joining us here in-
An advisory capacity.
Welcome to our humble|madhouse, Doctor.
I trust you'll|find yourself at home.
There he is, the new doctor.
Tell me, Abbe, why is he in your care|and not a proper prison ?
- His wife's influence.|- " His wife's" ?
Better to have an insane spouse|than a criminal one.
And he has never once|tried to escape ?
A man of his notoriety ?|He wouldn't last a day|on the streets without capture.
Besides, every wholesome thing|he might desire, he has at Charenton:;
a library filled|with the world's great books,
music lessons,|watercolor exercises.
What effect have all these amenities|had on his psyche ?
He no longer roars|or spits.
He no longer taunts the guards|or molests his fellow wards.
And his writing ?
- Ah, yes, that.|- Well ?
It's essential to his recovery,|a purgative for the toxins in his mind.
Do you favor|its publication ?
- For sale ? To the general public ?|- Yes. Yes.
No, certainly not.|It's unprintable.
All France is aghast at this book,|yet you've never heard of it.
Oh, dear God.
Silence the marquis,|or Charenton will be shut down|by order of the emperor.
"Shut down" ? But he's one|among some 200 wards.
You could try|my calming chair on him.
Or, perhaps,|try bleeding him with leeches.
Or maybe flog him|at the stake.
Why ? So he'll learn|to fear punishment...
rather than to see virtue|for its own rewards ?
Doctor, let me take up this matter|with the marquis myself.
- Chariton's my life's work.|- I am not without a heart.
But this book is a profound insult|to decent people everywhere.
Can you personally guarantee|this won't happen again ?
You have my word.
- What is it, Abbe ?|- The marquis has embarrassed us.
- From Napoleon himself.|- Why ? What's he done ?
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