Tales of Terror Page #2

If you don't give me the money,

l have to find it myself.

Oh.

Oh, I know where it is.

I know.

If I ever catch you again, you mangy,

insufferable brute, I'I l... I'II...

I'll tear your head off!

By the root!

Oh, you won't bite me.

Give me my money!

There is none, Montresor.

You haven't worked in 1 7 years.

Will you?

Has it been that long?

Oh, stop your silly tactics.

What about your sewing money?

- We need that for food.

- Food!

That's exactly what l want it for.

I drink my food!

Give me the money.

Thank you for looking into your heart.

We will starve now. That's all we have.

You've got a lot of money hidden

all around the whole house. I know that.

He was so romantic... once.

I said get out! And stay out!

You pig, you. You... you dog!

How dare you throw me out!

If only l had a pistol.

If I had a pistol, I'd...

I'd probably sell it

and buy myself more wine.

Oh, but really...

After all I've done for her,

she should have given me more money.

There's just no gratitude.

Sir, would you help a veteran

of the Revolutionary War?

Out of my way!

Pardon me, ladies, but could you

spare a coin for a moral cripple?

Disgraceful!

Do you have some money

for a dying man?

Go sleep it off.

No gratitude.

Hey.

I want money!

- Scum!

- You dirty money-grubber.

Just no gratitude.

No kindness.

Top of the morning, everybody!

My, what a nice bunch of gentlemen!

Look. Look.

Beautiful.

One moment, please.

Gentlemen. Quiet, everybody.

As we promised before,

a treat for everyone.

A demonstration in expert wine tasting

by none other than...

Mr. Fortunato Luchresi himself.

Bravo! Bravo!

As you know, gentlemen,

Mr. Luchresi is without doubt the foremost

wine taster in the civilised world today.

Huh?

That's nonsense!

I can tell the taste of any wine

just as well as he can.

Liar!

If we may proceed...

I said, l can tell the taste of any wine...

just as well as anybody!

Afraid to try me, huh?

You coward!

You poseur.

l say call the police!

One moment!

Please.

Sir, unless you are intent

on mere rabble-rousing,

you have just made a most grave

and serious accusation.

An accusation which I am prepared

to follow up with action.

That is, if you care to take the risk.

We will take the risk.

- Oh?

- Oh, yes, yes.

My name is Fortunato Luchresi,

at your service.

Montresor Herringbone!

What are we waiting for?

Bring on the wine.

Bring on the wine.

Pinot Noir, Burgundy,

Clos de Vougeot.

Vintage... 1 838.

- Quite passable.

- Correct!

Give me more. Don't be so stingy.

Burgundy. Volnay, 1 832. And...

it's from the better slopes of the vineyard.

It's... it's very good.

Correct.

I don't believe it.

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