Rapture

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In nomine Patris et Filii

et Spiritus Sancti.

Amen.

Leave that alone!

Not now!

Armand, will you dance properly?

It's your turn now, Father.

Come and dance with me.

Genevieve, you know I do not dance.

Of course you do.

I remember seeing you.

That must have been

a long time ago.

Armand, tell them to play a waltz.

Yes.

It's my wedding night.

One dance won't hurt you.

All right, we'll see

what we can do.

Would you like to dance?

What are you doing here?

The dance is in the other room.

Come on. I'll show

you some good steps.

What's the matter with you?

You know who I am, don't you?

I'm Albert, Armand's brother.

Armand is your new brother-in-law.

Hmm... Well, if...

If you don't want to dance...

Oh, come on. Anyone can

do a waltz. It's easy.

Come on, try and dance.

There.

There. See? I told

you you could do it.

That's it.

- Let me go.

- You've only just got the hang of it.

Let me go!

Albert, behave yourself.

Albert!

I was... just trying to

show her how to dance.

I asked you not to bring her.

Karen?

What are you trying to do?

Commit suicide, you stupid idiot?

Just running out in front

of my car like that!

Agnes, come here.

Come on. You must

keep off the road.

I want to go home.

Don't be silly. There's

nothing to be frightened of.

- I want to go home, now,

- Look, Agnes, be sensible, will you?

How can you possibly go now?

It's your sister's wedding.

Please, Karen. Please!

First day off I have in over a

month and you have to spoil it.

Karen...

All right, then. Come on.

We'll ask your father.

Oh, wow!

Oh, wow!

Oh, you are ugly!

Oh, you're lucky, Thrse.

You weren't at the wedding.

So many people there

and so much noise.

- What are you doing?

- Well... I was...

Karen was looking for you.

Weren't you supposed to stay in

the house to help her clean?

Ye... yes.

What is this?

It's my doll, Thrse.

What are you doing with this?

You're not a child.

Oh, you'll kill her!

The tide is out!

Do you hear me?

You are not a child.

I'm coming, Thrse, I'm coming.

I'll bandage you up.

I'll make you well.

Can't you eat a

little more quietly?

Hm... he's in one of

his happy moods again.

He's angry with me.

No wonder.

Why don't you stop acting

like a ten-year-old?

Karen, who was in

your room last night?

In my room?

I don't know what you mean.

Somebody was in your

room last night.

And... he's been there before.

Oh, you're crazy.

Nobody was in my room.

How could anybody get into my

room without your father knowing?

He could climb in

through your window.

You haven't told your father, huh?

What do you do in your room?

My boyfriend,

he tells me jokes.

- What do you do in your room!

- What are you laughing about?

Nothing.

Now, stop chewing your bread

like an animal and go to bed.

Oh, look at your hands again!

Shh, don't make a

noise, She heard us.

You're the one who

always makes a noise.

Moi?

- Why are you lying on the ground?

- I'm being a scarecrow.

You will make yourself filthy.

But... they eat all the seeds!

It would keep them

from the vegetables.

What would?

- The scarecrow.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm going to make a scarecrow.

With what?

Your black suit, your old one.

The one in the attic.

- I don't want you to touch that suit.

- But why?

You know why.

Please!

I want it! I want it!

Why can't I have your suit?

It's no good to you.

Please let me have it.

Why can't I have it?

I'll take it if you

won't give it to me.

- Stop it. Stop it!

- Did you hear me? I must have it.

Stop it or I'll have you put away.

Do you understand?

I'll take good care of your suit.

I'll brush it... every day.

I have work to do.

Leave me alone.

Now, go out and play.

I want you to get it for me.

Please.

You don't mean get it,

you mean steal it.

He keeps the keys of the

house on the end of a chain.

In his pocket, I know.

And you want me

to get hold of them,

just like that, huh?

I'm not a pickpocket, am I?

If... if you don't get me the key,

I'll tell him about the noises.

You'll do nothing of the sort.

Oh, yes, I will.

You'll see.

Listen to me, you little savage.

I put up with enough from you.

Spilling your food,

dirtying your dresses,

- Screaming and shouting...

- I'll tell him if you don't get the key.

So now you're a blackmailer?

All right.

Suppose you do get the

suit and make a scarecrow,

how could you put it up without

your father seeing it?

It will be too late, then.

You're a monster. Do you know that?

What do you want a

scarecrow for, anyway?

Oh, I want it...

I want something of my own,

my Very own.

Well...

all we can do is try.

Oh, thank you, thank you!

Shh.

Come, come, come.

Whey-hey! Pretty.

Oh, it will be perfect.

Come... We'd better go down.

We have to put the keys back.

Come on.

Look, all she wants is

an old moth-eaten suit.

I made her do it.

I made her take the keys.

It will need filling.

- What will you use?

- Well, I'll use straw, rags.

Anything.

Agnes, wait.

For his hands.

You're very handsome.

I don't think you cared for that.

Maybe it was too sad.

But I can play any kind

of tune you like. Listen.

- Why don't you let him play it?

- Oh, he could if he wanted to.

I'm sure.

Does he... Does he dance as well?

Only with me.

Don't be so sure.

Wait till I ask him nicely.

Come.

Oh, Monsieur, pardon.

Haven't we met before?

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