Rapture Page #4
- Year:
- 1965
- 104 min
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You will help me, won't you?
Yes, I'll help you.
But in the morning.
You're sure you want me to go?
Yeah.
Well, sleep well.
Maybe you'll dream of me.
I'll dream of you.
- That looks easy enough.
- Oh, yes.
And occasionally, when I feel
the need to speak to someone,
I put down my ideas
and send them to people
I knew a long time ago.
They don't answer me,
but I send them anyway.
Try it.
- Oh, you're all right.
- Don't bother him, Agnes.
He's doing some work for me.
I didn't mean it.
What?
What I was thinking.
Oh, of course.
I know what you're
thinking all the time.
Oh? You can get inside
my mind, can you?
- Mm-hm.
- What am I thinking now?
You're thinking of... going away.
Yes. Well, I'll have to soon.
But... why?
Well, you know what
happened, don't you?
- No.
- Oh, come on, now. Don't you?
You mean...
the gendarme?
Yes, with the gendarme.
But you didn't mean to hurt him.
I can tell whose daughter you are.
You can't go away.
I made you and I can take
you to pieces again.
I can destroy you.
- You wouldn't give me away.
- Oh, yes, I would.
Of course I wouldn't give you away.
Not to anyone.
You're mine. I want you for myself.
You don't understand.
That's what people
always tell me but...
But it's not true.
I understand everything.
I know you're safe here.
Do you think you could
do me a favour?
Could you keep from coming
into my room at night?
Why? Do you hate me?
Oh, I don't hate you.
Oh, yes, you do.
- Ever since you've come alive.
- You shouldn't say that.
You don't want people to
think you're crazy, do you?
But, you see...
I am crazy.
Everyone says so.
And if they don't say
it, it's in their eyes.
When I was 12 years old, they
took me away from school
because I was crazy.
what the teachers said.
I used to sit on my desk and stare
out of the window at the sun.
I don't know why I did that.
But I'd suddenly feel cold,
even on the hottest day.
And I'd look at the sun.
I felt it could lift
me up to its face.
So they... they took
me out of school.
- Did you ever see a doctor?
- Mm-hm.
I fell one day and broke my leg.
- I saw a doctor then.
- No, you know what I mean.
I saw one of those too.
He was such a serious man
with a long face and...
two gold teeth, right in
the middle of his mouth.
I remember...
he asked me if I loved
my mother and father.
How silly. Of course I loved them.
I loved them, but...
they frightened me too.
They used to talk
together in whispers.
All the time whispers.
That scared me so... I made
not to hear them.
And I got headaches.
And sometimes the humming
noise was so loud
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