The Hands of Orlac Page #3

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Mrs! Mrs Aliberti!

Sir?

You have a room?

You're alone?

Yes, alone.

For how long?

If only I knew.

I'm going to give you the

number 3 on the first floor.

It's a nice little room with a balcony.

You want to take a look?

I take it.

Ok.

First the sheet.

Please.

Where is your luggage?

I don't have any.

In this case I'm sorry but I'm

forced to ask you an advance.

Thanks.

Please follow me.

Don't worry. I'll bring it for you.

- Hello Mrs Aliberti.

- Hello.

So, not ready yet?

- I'm coming.

- Do not hurry.

We have a new neighbour.

- And then? -A very interesting

neighbour interesting me

and who will soon interest you too.

Again?

Yes, my beauty. Again.

- Who is he?

- I don't know. He pretends his name is Stephen...

...but he's not fooling

anyone, especially me.

He has a nice allure

and lots of money.

Your kind of man.

Very funny.

Tell me then why he's sleeping

in such a crummy hotel.

Smart. Very smart.

That's precisely the question

we need to ask ourselves.

If a guy like him doesn't go to the Grand

Hotel it's because he has something to hide.

And if he has something to hide...

it will be a piece of cake for us.

- And if I refused for once?

- One cannot go against his disposition.

You're absolutely and

wonderfully disgusting.

Then we're made for each other.

Oh, my God! I thought

this room was empty.

It was. I arrived this morning.

I'm sorry if I wake you up.

It's nothing.

Well, too bad. I'm leaving then.

Look what he's done to me!

Please try to help me with my dress.

I'm sorry to ask you but I can't

leave your room dressed like that.

Take this.

Thanks.

Neron is such a rough guy!

He almost broke my shoulder.

Neron?

His artist name. Neron and Li-Lang.

- Li-Lang, it's you?

- Yes.

In my country it means

morning flower.

Alas...

Why alas?

Because Neron is a madman.

He used to think he was a genius

actor. Now he's just a lousy ham.

So he takes his revenge on

everybody in general

and particularly on me.

Why don't you part with him?

Yes I could of course but I

feel like I'm paralyzed.

You don't know what it

means to be afraid.

On the contrary.

I'm afraid myself sometimes.

Do you want money?

No thanks.

But I'd like a glass of whisky.

Make yourself at home.

Do you like me?

You seem to be a nice guy.

I'd like to know you better.

But tell me something...

What are you afraid of?

Well...

keep your secrets.

But we're still friends, right?

Why not?

You will come to see me

at the Blue Monkey?

- Maybe...

- When?

One of these nights.

What time it is?

I'm still going to get caught.

If only I could leave him, go away...

disappear...

That's it, the show must go on.

The smile on command, the songs...

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