Voice from the Stone Page #4

Me and the boy.

He saw terrible things.

He heard...

Terrible things.

When she died, I washed her...

A-and tidied her hair.

The room upsets you.

Oh, you've torn your dress.

- Uh, yes.

Yes, I-i wondered

if I might borrow some thread.

- I have an idea.

- Oh, no.

No, no, I-i couldn't.

- Wait.

- I ca... i really...

Please, I really can't.

- Let's see. This?

No.

Try this on.

See how it fits, huh?

Brava. Bellisima.

Ah, Perfetto.

Bellisima.

- I-i-i tore my dre... my skirt.

- Take it off.

- Yes.

No.

No.

Put it on.

Put that one away.

- Signore.

- Please.

I have something to ask.

You may very likely refuse.

- What is it?

- I saw this afternoon

something I had previously

failed to notice,

certain resemblances

between you...

You and my wife.

I...

I-I think you know

what it is I ask.

If I have offended you,

I apologize

and ask that we forget

the matter entirely.

Your work here

will be unaffected.

- Look at yourself,

how beautiful you are.

- Your left leg forward.

Your hand.

Yes, your hand.

Your head.

This way, yes.

Just a little more.

Don't move.

- Bring them in.

Bring them in.

- Jakob.

Jakob.

I'm here.

I'm right here.

Jakob.

- I'm going to look after you.

I promise.

You're hurting him now.

Let me care for him.

Let me care for them both.

Is it her?

Or is it me?

- You wanted to see me?

- I think it's time for us

to review the progress

of your work,

to discuss any changes

in Jakob's behavior.

- He needs me.

I can help him.

- And yet he has still

said nothing.

It's for me to protect him,

and now I have made

things worse.

- She wants me here...

To take care of Jakob and...

And to take care of you.

The voice is real.

- You're mad.

Yes.

You said it yourself...

Serious condition.

I should have paid

closer attention.

Instead of helping Jakob,

you've made yourself unwell.

Now you hear whatever you wish.

- No.

- Yes.

Why would she speak to you

and not to her husband?

- Please don't send me away.

Please.

- I must do what is best,

above all, for Jakob.

- Jakob!

Jakob.

He's going to send me away.

Tell me what I must do.

Tell me.

Tell me.

Tell me.

Tell me. Tell me.

Tell me.

Tell me.

Tell me.

Tell me! Tell me!

Tell me. Tell me.

Tell me!

- Jakob.

Jakob.

Another woman will come.

This is how it must be.

- We must help her.

Jakob.

Jakob, listen to me closely.

Your mother

is watching over you.

But she is suffering.

She is tired.

And she is trapped.

Jakob,

we must help her.

We must help her.

You know what you must do.

Jakob.

Jakob. Jakob!

Jakob, stop!

Jakob!

Jakob!

Stop, Jakob!

Jakob, no.

No, no, no.

It's time.

It's time.

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