Wilczyca Page #5

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What's that?

Take a look.

The countess?

No, that's impossible.

Julia...

I recognized her right away,

right away...

But that daguerreotype always

stood on your desk.

A speaking likeness.

Whose?

Are you drunk?

Of Mary, your wife.

Why did you bring it?

It's yours, after all.

A keepsake.

Maybe she's looking for it.

Casper,

pay for a mass to be said

for her soul.

Do it, believe me,

or you'll regret it.

I know what she was like.

But your only hope now

is in the Lord.

Don't you see that I hate her?

I hate her!

Today she dishonored me again!

I shan't forget it.

Ever.

I thought it was all over,

and now once more...

Accursed b*tch!

She-wolf!

Good evening, my friend.

I dozed off.

Take a seat, doctor.

I am still weak.

Any news

from the world of science?

Don't you joke about that.

It's some years since

I practiced official science...

...and came to this lonely spot.

In that case tell me the latest...

...news from the mansion.

Lady Julia and that officer...

How do you know?

It's enough to look at them.

As for you, my friend,

I advise you not to do

anything rash.

What?

You know very well what

I have in mind.

Tell me, doctor...

...you have studied the secret arts...

Can a dead person take over

the body...

...of someone alive and beautiful?

For this you need

no secret knowledge.

The answer is in the Holy Bible.

Here you are, see for yourself.

When the unclean spirit is

gone out of a man,

it wanders over the desserts

seeking the resting place

and finds none.

Then it says

"I will go back to the home

I left".

And when he returns he finds

it empty, swept and tidy.

Off it goes and collects

seven other spirits...

...more wicked than itself,

and they enter and dwell there.

And in the end the man's plight

is worse than before.

And that is how it will be

with this wicked generation.

Now you understand?

What must I do?

That I don't know yet.

Not yet.

Your honor!

What is it?

Something should be done,

your honor.

- There's a wolf about.

- How do you know?

Not an ordinary wolf, sir.

It's as big as a calf.

A she-wolf. God forbid she

should whelp here.

That's enough.

What's that singing?

The women are returning

from church.

It's Candlemas today, sir.

People say that the bullet

for a beast like that...

...must be cast in holy water.

Now's the time to try

and get her...

It's a new moon.

What was it you saw, then?

Why don't you answer?

That's enough.

Now you prefer Otto,

but that won't last long.

I warned you,

but you wouldn't listen.

You have changed, Julia.

You are not yourself.

Be on your guard.

Against whom?

I don't know.

Nonsense!

You're jealous!

I no longer need you, Hortense.

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