Voice from the Stone Page #5

You have to let her go.

No. Jakob.

No, it has to be now.

Do you understand?

He will send me away

if you don't speak.

Speak.

Speak.

Speak! Speak!

Speak!

No.

Jakob.

- This is how it must be.

- What are you doing?

- I must leave.

- No.

- Sir, she's given me

her illness.

- You have a fever.

That is all.

You don't have to leave.

I want you to stay.

Forgive me. We've been

under her spell too long...

Not only Jakob, all of us.

- I can't.

- No, Jakob needs you.

Please.

- I'm so afraid.

Lilia... where is she?

- Who?

- Lilia.

- What do you mean?

- Where is she?

- She's dead.

On the day of Malvina's funeral,

she put stones in her pockets

and walked into the lake.

- Verena.

- Verena!

- Look at yourself.

Not here.

Not this room.

- No. No, no, no.

No, no, no.

- Not this room.

- It's all right.

- Tutto.

Tutto, Tutto.

The door was locked.

- It's for your safety.

- Please, Klaus, not this room.

- Alessio think it's best

to confuse, confuse.

- Please don't leave me here.

- I'm going to fetch a doctor,

and he'll be here

as soon as he can.

- Don't leave me here.

Not this room.

I must speak to Jakob.

I must speak to Jakob.

Jakob.

- The boy will speak

when the time is right.

- Help me.

Help.

Help me.

Oh, god, please.

- Good morning.

You're feeling better?

Everything's going to be fine.

I promise.

I was worried.

- Where is Jakob?

- I miss my mama.

- I'm here.

I'm right here.

- Jakob.

- I try to think of a time

before this.

I hardly know the woman I see.

But the past is a dream

from which we wake

with each new morning.

We are, none of us,

quite who we were.

Come, Jakob.

Sit with me.

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