Voice from the Stone Page #3

Jakob?

- Lucia...

Ugolina...

Angelica...

La signora Malvina.

- Jakob?

Come with me, please.

I think you're afraid

that if you speak,

the voice will cease.

Come.

We'll listen together.

I'll tell you what I hear.

It's strange...

The sounds.

One could imagine

almost anything.

But she's not there.

I want you to stop this.

The dead do not speak.

I know it, Jakob.

I know it well.

However hard we wish them to,

the dead remain silent.

Good night, Jakob.

Your father told me

you have her gift.

What would she say if she knew

you might never use it again?

She must have spoken

about the future

before she died...

About the wonderful things

that lie ahead for you.

Try to remember what she said.

And imagine what she might say

now if she could see you.

- Buongiorno.

- Signore.

- There's a story

about that cat.

It was the custom amongst those

building houses such as this

to... to seal a cat

within the walls

as a protection against evil.

- A dead cat?

- No.

Not dead.

- That's horrible.

- Of course.

I-I'm a fool

to speak lightly of it.

Forgive me.

- Jakob will be waiting.

- Yes.

- now, if you were to play,

it would mean only

what you wanted it to mean.

Play for me, Jakob.

Perhaps I was wrong earlier

when I spoke about your mother.

Perhaps your silence

wouldn't horrify her

as it does me.

It is said that a true performer

cares only for the love

of her audience.

Perhaps...

Your silence

is a fitting tribute.

More adoration

as she leaves the stage.

What are you telling me, Jakob...

That I'm wrong

or that I'm right?

You can t...

I do it to help you, Jakob.

- The boy was upset today.

- He's sick.

He needs help.

And he's breaking

his father's heart.

The boy...

Is all that matters.

He is the future.

Look at yourself...

How beautiful you are.

Give me your hands.

Oh.

They're strong,

like hers.

He will not speak to please you.

The boy will speak

when the time is right.

He's waiting.

- But he's waited long enough.

Surely that is clear to anyone.

- When he speaks...

Where will you go?

- To the next place.

- Oh.

Lonely child.

- There's a story about that

cat within the walls.

He's waiting.

- Oh.

I wondered if Jakob

was still here.

- No.

- May I see?

- If you wish.

It's my wife.

She was the worst

possible model...

Restless, complaining.

She was the worst

and also the best.

- And this one?

- I have not worked

in many months.

- It was to be of her.

You cannot finish it,

so you abandoned it.

Perhaps to see you work,

it would help Jakob.

Perhaps it would signify hope.

- Yes.

Perhaps.

- Hello?

Lilia?

- I keep it clean for her.

She was here at the end.

We nursed her day and night...

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