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I can hear your voice, Vincent!

For twenty years,
it has been the link back to our adolescence.

I can hear your voice!

It is the spell conjuring up the old castle
surrounded by forests and wild animals.

The Castle of Heiligenstadt
where we first met

The Castle of fogs that your presence
filled with mystery and dreams.

To the call of that voice
still echoing like hope,

the shadowy paths start opening.

At its magic command
the night conjures away the glades of the forest,

and the castle rises in my memory
as it used to soar up in the foggy mornings .

I can hear your voice!
Vincent Lorringer, traveller from the other side of the world.

From another world, perhaps?

That day had started like many others.

We still didn't know about your impending arrival,
but the beasts of the woods, suddenly bold,

were expecting you!!!

There we were, a small group of school-boarders

sons of divorced parents, semi-orphans,

unwanted children of overworked fathers
of mothers too vain.

Before you arrived, it had been a bleak school
with no spring time.

You came, Vincent!

And it all came to life!

The authority of my age had made me
the chief of 'The Wise'.

As proof of that,
was my romantic-looking cloak.

Two dogs were sharing my spleen.

My disciples were Renaud, the philosopher
and Franz delivered from a new nightmare at every dawn.

Alexis, a vicious boy, obsessed with violence
was the chief of the Gang of the Brigands.

Immature and wicked rules
bound him to the brutish Florian...

...to Jean, the procrastinator...

...to Toby, the chicken.

Fridle was soon to be their new recruit.

Faraway expeditions, primitive huntings
filled their over-extended free time.

Armed with harmless weapons,
using enigmatic language

they would follow their chief's orders

and took themselves very seriously.

What they called 'The Crypt of the Pledge'
their headquarters and meeting place

was on the other side of the lake,
in a derelict manor house.

It was a house with blind windows.
People said it was haunted.

For us it was only an excuse
to feed our anxieties.

You, Vincent, made of it
a wonderful secret.

On that day they had decided to go there
to perform Fridle's initiation.

Being 18 and looking down on them,

I had nothing but contempt and scoffing for their lot.

It is like God our Father!

It is the face of a warrior with a beard of streams.

Cloudy faces of rain
herald sunny faces of gain!

So we can proceed with the crossing!

You saw my victim die.
When it stopped breathing

and when its heart ceased beating,
my hands didn't shake, did they?

My eyes didn't turn away, did they?

The council appreciates your courage
and has decided to initiate you in the crypt of the manor house.

I don't see any face.
I see jutting volcanic rocks,

with threatening fumes jetting from them.
- It is the Archipelago on fire!

Obvious are the signs!
Treacherous will the road to the manor be!

What do you think, Chief?

We GO!

Hey, here comes Manfred
with his dirty mutts!

We still didn't know then that
their trip was the beginning of an adventure

in which Vincent,
you were going to play an unforgettable part.

It was a little later, while going back to the castle
that I saw you for the first time.

My dogs were looking at you, mesmerized.

A doe was coming out from the woods.

What powers did you have?

I still feel deeply disturbed by such attraction.

You looked strangely unconcerned, and yet you seemed to be
almost in contact with the supernatural!

That one is Krün, this one Kleinz!

They're Alsatians.

On your way to Austria slightly near the border,
you can come across two small resorts with those names!

My name's Manfred!
It's my last year here.

I'm Vincent!

She promised she'd write to me.

When she gave me her hand,
I saw her blue veins on the transparent skin of her wrist.

There, at the entrance to the park,
there were three crows across the path.

- That is not a good omen!
- Oh, I'm not a superstitious person!

At home people believe in signs.
They're afraid of the spirits of the rain.

Those that dwell beneath the roofs,
that you can hear wail on windy evenings

and the souls of the dead
that are under the floorboard wail back!

- Are you coming from far away?
- From Rosario.

Well, not exactly from Rosario.
Our house is 300km from the town.

Some mornings after it has rained,
the Andes Cordillera seems to be right there!

At the end of your arm!

- The Andes Cordillera! That's in Argentina!?
- But of course, it is!

Let me give you a hand.

Oh! Wait! Here comes God our Father!
He'll carry all this for you!

God our father!
That is a funny name!

His name is Balthazar God ,

but we call him God our Father
because of his big beard.

Hello, Sir! Leave this here to me!
I've always dreamt of being an explorer,

but the farthest I've ever been to
is the end of the lake, near the haunted house.

So, I make it up
by carrying other people's luggage.

- This is Little Felix, the youngest in Heiligenstadt.
- Hi! Little Felix! - Hi!

This is Vincent, he's coming from the other end of the world
to live with us!

I saw the young lady in the car!
She was beautiful, BEAUTIFUL!!!

- Yes, she was, wasn't she?
- At home, there's a Blessed Virgin, looking just like her!

With black hair, neatly parted, here and there
and eyes long! That long!

- Is she your fiancée?
- I used to call her my little fiancée, when we were on our own.

Oh, she used to laugh, she used to hug me!
She hugged me so tight, I couldn't breathe!

- You love her, don't you?
- Love! It's like some sweet pain, isn't it?

Like some sadness!

One day, you'll marry her, and you'll never be parted!

Marry her! How could I? She's my mother!

I was guessing your heart while you were discovering Heiligenstadt.
It was a huge house, fraught with silences and echoes.

The footsteps of the dear Nutty Professor who was the principal,
sometimes brought its darker corners to life.

But was it really as I'm remembering it
from the scattered reminiscences of my past?

Or did your presence, Vincent, give a fantastic quality
to the places you visited?

- You're entitled to have dogs in this school?
- This is no ordinary school, as you'll see for yourself!

We've only got two or three one-hour lessons a day.
After that, complete freedom. You can get bored full-time!

- Do you play?
- It's my passion!

Oh, I play the piano a little,
but most of all, I write music.

Is this a guitar?

I like to sing when I accompany people
but Pablo is a better singer than I am!

- Ah, Pablo?
- My friend, a half-breed.

His father, a Patagonian Indian, left one day
in winter last year looking for a herd of strays.

He never came back and two months later
a peone coming down the mountain found him.

He had been caught in a blizzard!
He was dead!

And the man and his horse
were just one statue of ice!

- Ah, here comes the professor!
- Ah, I see you've made yourself a friend. Good!

I hope you'll be happy in Heiligenstadt.
It's good to stop here after such a long journey!

- Thank you Herr Professor!
- Here you don't say
'Herr Professor',just Professor.

- Very well, Professor!
- Our new friend will share Jean's room.

You can carry his luggage there.

I don't like it when students are late for dinner!

- Who is Jean?
- One of the Middle Boys.

He is in the Gang of the Brigands!
Some young nutters!

I wish I could have teamed up with you!

It is not possible.

There's only two beds in each room and Renaud is my roommate.

This is how our friendship started.
You had struck into our hearts like lightning.

An hour later,
the Brigands had reached the other shore of the lake.

Head towards the reeds, we mustn't be seen!

- There's no one to see us!
- Well, you never know!

And fate started weaving its mysterious webs.

- Come on, onward!
- You go first, you're the chief!

Oh Gosh!
Come on now!

The pact they had made with the unknown
seemed to have broken.

You didn't know it yet,
you had taken shelter in the forest .

Little Felix, spellbound,
was following your every step.

Well, well!!!

If it isn't the first time I've seen them get in through that gate!

Where do they usually get in?

They jump over the wall!
Brigands jump over walls!

We must reassess the situation!

The council will meet tonight at 10
on the terrace of the hearings. Agreed?

Agreed!

Something must have happened at the haunted manor.
It was bound to!

There's a haunted manor?

Yeah, yeah, a funny-looking building,
there, on the other side of the fog.

A cursed building no one wanted to buy.
And then, one day a good ten years ago,

the people from the village heard the gate creak.

Mind you! Rust builing up year after year.
It makes quite a creak!

A bulky black car with blinds down
jolted past into the furrowed paths.

There was the slam of a door,
then some footsteps, funny-sounding steps.

- The cavalier had arrived.
- The cavalier?

That's how his servant used to call him when he came shopping.

That was another unprepossessing fellow!!!
A real brute!

And the cavalier, who was he?

Oh, nobody has ever seen him!
They say he is a terrible old man!

- He never got out?
- Oh, never!

And the shutters of the house were always closed,
and the curtains inside always drawn.

He didn't want to see the daylight,
he lived by candlelight.

- What happened to him? - Well, there was that dog.

A kind of mongrel, a real nasty piece of work!
One night the mongrel started howling for hours.

The next day the black car ran across the village,
and no one was to be seen ever again.

People say the cavalier is dead,
and that's him haunting the house.

Who knows? Goody Lord! Some things happen!

Hi!

- You're the new boy then?
- I am, my name's Vincent Lorringer.

Here's your bed!

You're entitled to this half of the wardrobe and those two drawers.
You can put your things in them.

Ah, and a piece of advice, never ever touch my things!
and no photo of yours on the walls!

Your father, your mother
and that holy family of yours. BORING!

I've torn up all the pictures of my mother,
she is much more beautiful than on the photos!

- How about that one? Is it OK with you? Do you mind?
- What is it?

- He's my best friend!
- Whose is he?

- He's mine!
- You've got your own horse?

We've got thousands and thousands of wild horses,
30 ou 40 000 we're not sure.

But that one is mine!
I broke him.

- What's his name?
- Voladero!

- That is not a name!
- The Voladero, is the wind from the Tierra del Fuego.

- Are you looking for the ghost of the cavalier?
- Ah, those dirty informers put you up to it!

- What informers?
- The Big ones, Manfred and his gang.

- No, God our father told me about it.
- Ghosts don't exist, the chief said they don't!

- Did you get into the manor?
- We couldn't.

- You shouldn't be scared of ghosts!
- We are the Cruel Guys and we are never scared!

No, some strange noises stopped us from entering,
then we didn't dare.

- There's someone in that manor!
- Alive or dead?

- How can we tell?
- It's easy, I always was able to tell.

My father used to visit
his horses in the coral,

Well, I always could tell when he had arrived,
because the horses reared up all at once.

They would pull on their ropes, neighing,
and their manes would waver in the air like flames.

It was their own way of welcoming him back.
and yet my father had been dead for several years.

Animals are more sensitive than we are.

- Could you tell if there was a spirit somewhere?
- I know some means, some infallible means.

- But where are you from?
- From France.

And those 30 000 horses of yours are there?

No! we used to live in a farmhouse by a river close to Chateauroux.

And one day when the war was over,
my father said : "Let's leave!"

Then, we crossed the sea for days and days,
and then we took the train for hours and hours,

and one night we arrived in a huge
building in the middle of a big barren plain.

The wind kept us riveted to the ground. There were horses
galloping everywhere around us as if it was pouring down with them

...in the air and on the ground and there was a moon
completely red and as big as a house.

Where was that?

Back home, in the Pampas, near Rosario in Argentina.

Ah, here comes the chief!

- Hidihi!
- Hidihi!

Today, for the first time
we had to admit complete defeat.

We couldn't proceed with the initiation of our new recruit.

We shouldn't have taken to our heels the way we did.

Faced with an enemy whose nature is uncertain,
honour is in flight.

We couldn't make it to
the crypt of the pledge.

However, it is where all our weapons are kept,

our victims'bodies and
the booty of two victorious years.

What will happen to such treasure if we are denied access to it?

- That's what we're asking you.
- We must urgently decide on a new strategy.

But in order to do this we must first know who our enemy is.

Someone that can be heard but not seen!
It is a ghost!

I don't believe in manifestations from the beyond
I've already told you,

however I will adhere to the opinion of the majority.

What is tricky with ghosts is that you never know
if they are here or somewhere else.

- Suggestion.
- Speak!

The Argentinian, the one who arrived this morning,

says he knows an infallible means
to detect the presence of spirits.

Let him join our group
and take him along with us on our next journey.

Let's not be too trustful!We don't know him well enough.

- At dinner, I saw him exchange glances with Manfred.
- Ah!!!

Let's keep him under observation for a while.

Since you are his roommate you'll keep a close eye on him
at night and you'll watch his comings and goings closely.

- Our decision will depend on your reports.
- Agreed!

The hearing is closed.

The Brigands had decided to go into action.

"When the sun shines down
on the roof of the north-east tower

follow the arrows and go
to the place indicated on the map opposite.

Be there, don't tell anyone,
your life depends on it."

The Council of the Cruel Guys.

Don't go there! The brigands will make you swear
and you too will have to kill.

One day Alexis killed Julius Caesar in the nursery.
I was hiding, I saw it.

- He killed him?
- He did! He tightened his hands on him like that!

Julius Caesar was struggling, he watched him die.
And I cried!

- Who was Julius Caesar?
- I can't tell you!

If I speak, they will cut my tongue off.

You mustn't fear anyone, little Felix
I'm not afraid.

I'll go to the meeting to show them.

Come on, go!

The council invites you to sit down!

It tickles!

- Argentine, do you know who we are?
- You are Alexis, A.K.A the chief

and you are Jean who snores in your sleep!

How can he keep watch on Vincent's sleep,

if he snores?

Shut up!

We are the Cruel Guys and you are our enemy!

Am I?

You are in cahoots with the big ones.

The big ones don't waste their time

smoking themselves into suffocation in the dark!

It makes your eyes smart, blast it!

- We've asked you here to answer three questions.
- The first one?

- Are you with us or against us?
- I'm not against anybody! what's the second question?

- Do you want to be one of us?
- You'll be able to share our secrets!

- You'll take part in our expeditions.
- And what are the conditions?

- First of all, you must go through the big trial.
- What is it?

Give the council proof of your strength,
and of your courage.

And how?

You have to capture an enemy alive,
and strangle him with your own hands,

and watch him die without flinching!

- But, I have no enemy!
- There are enemies galore!

I picked a squirrel out once,
I set a trap for it.

Then I tied up its legs
and I squeezed its little neck!

Two minutes later,
Kaput, no more little chap!

- I snared a rabbit!
- And you killed Julius Caesar !

- Who told you?
- Oh, Julius Caesar got what he deserved, he did!

Little Felix had adopted him, he made such a racket caterwauling at night
that we couldn't sleep.

I have no other enemies
than those who harm my friends!

You're a bunch of awful little savages!

Eh, Argentine, look! I've told them about you,
about your horse, about the Pampas

about South America,
they think you're a great guy!

- Is it true that you live with Gauchos?
- and with Indians, real ones?

'Long ways, long lies!'

If you don't want to be one of us,
at least give us a favour!

- It depends!
- All the people here say the house on the other side is haunted!

- You got something to know if it's true?
- I have!

We must land there on the sly.
come with us!

But how?

Once a week we can use the rowboat.

We are weekly Vikings out to
to conquer lost continents.

- Can I row?
- Of course!

Then it's OK, I'm your man!

- Great!
- So, I suggest to the council that

The council suggests you to shut it!

What's your thing for the spirits?

I'll tell you, but first,
I need a cage with a couple of doves.

I know where we can find that!

In God our father's junk toolshed!

Promise you'll keep the secret,

until your last day
you won't tell on us to the big ones!

Promised!

We'll let you know when the time has come!

You bet!
It will be next thursday since we can have the boat!

You were setting out, Vincent, on the road to a destiny
you thought you could control.

A few days later,
a surprise was expecting us at dinner-time.

Tonight, I shall not be reading one of those
lofty but relevant thoughts of Herr Friedrich Nietzsche

for I will introduce to you the young lady
who will stay with us for a few months.

This is Lise!

It won't come to you as a surprise
that she is bearing the same name as your professor,

since she is a young relative of mine.

You'll make it all a point of honour
to show her that sense of companionship

which has remained one of the finest blessings
in Heiligenstadt's traditions.

After dinner as a tribute to wisdom and to charm
I'll ask our disciples of Oedipus??????

to bring back to life for us Monteverdi's light spirit

or the everlasting youth of our great friend, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

by accompanying my young relative
who is a real child prodigy.

Now then...

...enjoy your meal!

Then, not realizing that he was about
to set free all the genii of adventure,

the professor invited you to sing.

It was a night of wonder and phantasmagoria,
you removed impassable barriers in front of our eyes,

You offered us huge horizons, vast expanses of land
hardened by frost or parched by the sun,

you spoke of the talkative and many-coloured birds,
the friendly stars, the wild rides

Then, the big day came.

Hurry up! Chop, chop!

Ah, he isn't coming!
I told you he couldn't be trusted!

He received a letter just before leaving.
Give him time to read it!

You're sad. Is it bad news?

I never receive anything.

I never hear from anyone,
not even sad news!

I don't understand! She promised she would come!

" I must go on a big journey, far away from here, far away from you.

I shan't be back before winter,

But don't be sad! You know how much I love you.

Don't be angry with me

She promised she would come, she promised so hard!

The captain will come and see you.

Be nice with him
he is so nice to me."

The captain!

Vincent!

Argentine!

- Don't go with them!
- Why not?

- If you go, something terrible will happen!
- I don't care what happens to me.

I don't care about anything, now that she isn't coming
now that she doesn't care for me!

- Vincent!

Come on! Onward we go!

- Now then, what's the matter with you?
- It's a foghorn.

- There's no fog!
- All the same! It comes in handy in a shipwreck.

Oh stop that!
No one is supposed to know about our landing.

Now then, have you got your doves?
What's that trick of yours?

When you enter the manor
you take the cage and you carry it in front of you.

If the doves react as usual, it means there's nobody
or just flesh and blood people.

And if the house is really haunted?

Then, the doves become panic-stricken
and flutter in a frenzy of fright. That's the sign.

- Ah, now I understand! Just like the horses?
- What horses?

Oh, never mind!

The council cannot agree to let you come with us in the crypt of the pledge.

However, you still can decide to watch over our security.

Stay right there!

If there is the slightest danger,
blow the whistle three short times, consecutively.

If, on the other hand, you hear
three shots coming from up there,

untie the boat, launch it
and get ready to cast off.

- Understood?
- Understood!

- Is everything ready?
- Everything's ready, chief!

Then onward we go!

An hour went by, then another,
and again another

Run for your life, run!

Krieg, Val, here!

Come on, here!

- Where is Vincent?
- I'm not his keeper!

He went with you, I saw him!

- You came back without him?
- He deserted his post, he is a traitor!

Enough of that nonsense!
Where is he? In the haunted house?

- Haunted!
Here, let me show you bites made by ghost dogs!

We came back without him because he walked out on us
like the dirty grass he is!

You were away the whole night. At dawn,
the storm broke out, deafening, with a communicative fury.

- Vincent!
- Argentine!

My friend, my friend, please come here!
My books, my papers, my bookshelves!

My friend, my friend!
The shutter in my room has blown off.

I don't believe this!
I don't believe this!

My friend,
My friend, come here!

- Ah, if only you could know!
- Wait a minute!

Come on, come here!

Argentine!

What happened?

Traitor, dirty traitor!

We had a lie in that morning in Heiligenstadt.
All the same, when we awakened, you were not to be found

which enraged the Brigands with a vengeance.

Argentine, the Council of the Cruel Guys has decided
to demand an explanation of you.

Then, it will decide on your punishment.

Why did you leave your sentry post yesterday?

What's the point in questioning me since I'm a liar?

You deserted the boat. You followed us, didn't you?
To spy on us, in spite of our agreement!

I did not follow you!

Where were you then when we set sail again?
Were you telling on us to the people from the manor?

You're the one who set the dogs loose on us, arent you?

- What did you do all night long in the manor house?
- I dreamed!

How did you go back?

- She took me with her.
- Who did?

The tempest!

You're nothing but a traitor and a coward!

So what, guys? Come on!

Come on! Search him, search him!

Give it back to me!

A lace handkerchief!

Give it back to me!

You don't know who you are dealing with.
Back home, I fought with Pablo.

And I had him hit the ground with both his shoulders
and Pablo is stronger that the whole lot of you!

Back home, I broke wild horses,
and I outstripped them.

And pulling their manes I knocked them over with those very hands!

And today I am even stronger,
stronger than the tempest, faster than the wind!

Hip, hip hurray! Hip, hip hurray! Hip, hip hurray!

The mystery of the night spent in the manor house,
the little lace handkerchief embroidered with a crown

your mood, suddenly sullen,
all this was fascinating us as much as it put a strain on us.

Little Felix wasn't following you but from a distance.
You avoided us.

I caught you by surprise one day.

You never come to play music with me any more.

Aren't we friends any more?
What is upsetting you?

Manfred, it's so terrible!
I close my eyes and I can't see her any more.

I can't find her face again.

What face?

It's like after a dream,
when there's nothing left but blurred lines,

muffled sounds, indistinct movements,
as if she was held prisoner

by the fog of the lake.

But who are you talking about?

Then, you revealed to me the secret
of what had happened after the Brigands had flown.

Here!

You're all right?

Go!

Follow me!

Open the shutters!

The door!

Go in!

Why are you locking me in, I haven't done anything wrong!

The master forbids trespassing on his lands.

Get in there!

Stay right there!
Wait!

- So, it is you!
- Madam?

You're the one who were to come.

I've done nothing wrong.
I just came because of the boat trip.

- I had to watch the garden while the others...
- What others?

- The Brigands.
- What did they want?

Take back the things
they had once left in the crypt.

- What crypt?
- I don't know.

It was a game,
They're not bad boys, just a little crazy.

They're children.

- Where are you from?
- From the castle opposite, on the other shore of the lake.

- There's a castle on the other shore of the lake?
- It's the school of Heiligenstadt.

- And you are schoolboarders there?
- We are.

Come close to me.

- What's your name?
- Vincent.

Vincent!!

- I'd like to tell you!
- Tell me what?

You are beautiful!

You mustn't!!!, you mustn't!

- Follow me!
- Leave us!

The others have run away,
He's the only one I could catch.

It's nothing serious,
just children playing.

It was the students from the school opposite,
not burglars.

They broke a window pane in the cellar!

It doesn't matter, I'm telling you.
Leave!

You have come, I knew it!
I knew it well, one day you would come.

You never see anyone here!

How long have you been in Heiligenstadt?

- Four months.
- And before that?

- I lived in Argentina with my mother.
- In Argentina, but that's the other end of the world!

You see, there's no ocean deep enough
to part what's to be joined together!

Argentine! Argentine!

- Argentina! It's a big country, isn't it?
- Huge!

When I was a little girl, there were words like that.
They carried me away. Far, far away!

Galaxy, mangrove, Argentina!

- Why is everything so dark?
- He is not well.

- He can't bear the slightest sound.
- How about the windows, why are they closed?

- Why have the doors been barricaded?
- Those are his orders.

He can't stand daylight

- And also, he is terribly moody.
- The people from the village say the house is haunted.

Ah, they say so?
Haunted, yes. He's all over the place!

He's got eyes and ears in the walls.
He can see my thoughts.

He can hear the slightest footstep.

But you've come in spite of that!
Little burglar!

How beautiful you are!

How sweet, how young you are!

And I'm sitting there, with all those dark years
on my shoulders, that never-ending solitude.

Days no different from nights.

Why don't you open the windows,
let life in!

Let the lake and the mountain,
and the night wind, and the unspoilt morning breeze in!

- All those things were not meant for me.
- You can't stay here! Confined within those awful walls!

You must do something! You must get out!

If ever I get out,
his eyes are peering behind the closed shutters.

If ever I step outside
the dragging steps of his club-foot cling to my own.

- Listen! He's just knocked.
- I didn't hear anything.

He's knocked! It's his silver cane,
he's calling me!

- You must go!
- I don't want to go.

- You must!

Perhaps we'll meet again, soon, someday.
But you can't stay.

You don't know him.
He's merciless!

Keep me by your side !

- Child! Dearest child!
- Just a while, a little while more.

Come!

Wait for me!

The hours went by one by one in disturbing emptiness.

Argentine, dawn will break soon.
A storm is brewing.

I slept!

He took my hand,
I couldn't break loose.

It took him hours to go to sleep
like those sick patients who die a never-ending death,

but it won't be long before he wakes up
because of the storm

and he'll call me.

Thanks for being there,
thanks for that big journey,

for the spaces crossed,

for the obstacles cleared away.

I was telling myself
that someday he would come by, the one I was longing for!

And then, I would be happy!

Perhaps just for an hour,
even for a minute!

- Vincent!
- I feel as if, as if...

I'm going to stop living.

- Keep me!
- You can't ask for what's impossible.

You have to know how to close your hand on that little bit of happiness
passing through and listen to what it says!

Let it come by and don't ask anything else from it.

- My love!
- Shush!

- The motorboat?
- I'll ask for his permission.

- No, he's asleep, you mustn't wake him up!
- He gave me orders!

Who is it?

- It's him!
- Him?

- The master.
- The master, but who is he?

The cavalier!

Promise you'll forget ever coming here,
you'll never tell anybody anything.

- Why?
- Promise!

Promised!

Argentine!

Remember Marianne!

Marianne!!!

And my heart was bursting, my head was bursting,
I could have shouted with joy!

She hasn't left me since that night.
She was before me like a light,

and suddenly, the other day
it was as if some big cloud had gathered

and she vanished.

I haven't been able to find her face again since.
I'm looking for her eyes, and all I can find his my mother's look.

The smile,
the hand she put on my shoulder,

are those I left in Rosario.

I'm calling Marianne,
and my mother appears to me

as if they had both the same face.

Cast your loneliness aside,
it breeds ghosts.

But all this is real,
that night did happen to me!

I can still feel her burning lips on mine,

and our faces were streaming with rain, streaming

You know what the people from the village say.
The cavalier is haunting the place.

You do not believe me!

- Come, let's play music a little .
- I don't think I could any more!

I don't think I could!

You were endlessly searching the shore for the ghost
of your mysterious love who might be wandering there.

Her name is Marianne.
He called her all night long in his dream.

Marianne!

Her name conjured up the temptation of love
in each and everyone of us!

- Now then, are you coming?
- I'm not!

- Did you see her?
- Look!

This moving shape on the right of the poplar,
that's her!

- It's the sun shining down on a patch of daisies.
- It's her white dress!

- She's coming, she's going!
- It's just fog sliding by!

- Come on, come with us! It's going to be a great day!
- No!

It was the village festival and the great hall had become like
a stately and empty cathedral again.

It's closed, Herr Argentine,
no more rowboat!

The Professor's orders!

The brigands have crossed the borderline this time! They turned it into
a frigate, a galley , a caravel.

I could see the sorry end coming!

By the way you were with them, werent' you?
So, you saw the haunted house.

- What do you think of all this?
- I must go back there, absolutely.

- I must!
- I understand, but orders are orders Herr Argentine.

And I haven't got the key anyway.

- What if I walk around the lake?
- Oh, a one-day walk wouldn't do it.

Now,
Let me give you a piece of advice, if I may.

I always say there's no smoke without fire
and something shady is surely going on there.

So then. Beware! Beware!

You never have a walk with me any more, ever!

- Are you still unhappy?
- I am, little Felix!

I feel I could cry!

- Is it because of the lady who won't be coming?
- Oh, no!

That one has forsaken me! She doesn't care for me any more!

I don't want to think about her any more.

- Why didn't you go to the festival?
- Nobody cares about me, I'm too little!

I wish I could go there and have ice-creams,
but I haven't got any money!

- I never have any money!
- Come on now! I'll buy you some!

What an impish little wizzard
was thus leading you to the inevitable meeting!

Manfred! The black car! The servant!

Marianne! Marianne
Marianne!!!

That was her! Her!!
Now I know I can't forget her, ever!

- Why did she drive away so fast?
- He was next to her!

I saw his bony hand grab her shoulder.

- Who was there?
- The cavalier of course!

Oh Manfred! Am I ever to reach her?
Am I ever to find her again?!

The first hot days of summer
seemed to anaesthetize people and things.

We were watching you closely, dear Vincent.
You were wandering about with your dear friend.

You seemed to be waiting for a call,
for a sign,

something that would allow you
to set the past working again

to set out on your dreamed journey again.

Argentine
Argentine!!!

Sing for me, will you?... Sing for me!

- The handkerchief you brought back from there, whose is it?
- It's my secret and mine only!

You must leave me!
You mustn't cross my path any more!

I'll hurt you, Argentine!

I'll make you suffer!

Vincent!!!!! The professor is calling you!
There's a letter for you, come!

A letter?

- You asked for me, professor?
- Me? Euh! No, I didn't!

- Jean told me. A letter that's just arrived!
- A letter? Ah, you are the Argentinian boy, how stupid of me, of course!

Yes, a letter, let me see?
Now then, where did I put it?

- Do you know where it is from?
- Where it is from? Of course, let's see!

Wait! Where the heck did I put it?

There, there, there! Ah! Here it is!

- Isn't it addressed to me?
- Addressed to you? No, as you can see!

Where did I put my pince-nez?

Ah, there! At last!

- It is from the Barrancosa.
- From my mother?

- No. Let's see! Do you know Captain von Brauer?

Yes!

- Is he a relation of yours?
- No, he was my tutor in Argentina.

- He was, so he's writing, a great friend of your father's.
- A friend!

My father had a passion for horses.
He was a wonderful rider.

He rode the way they did back in old times,
without saddle, stirrups or boots!

The captain, for his part, had a nice pair of boots
and he took to his heels when he saw a potros approaching!

- A 'what' approaching?
- A potros. It's a horse ready for breaking.

Ah, he had a nice pair of boots. Ah, a nice pair!

I 'm dreaming of having one!
But back to our subject.

- Well, that captain von Brauer, do you like him?
- He's very nice to my mother.

Ah, I see!

Anyway, If I may be of some help to you!

- But, what about the letter?
- What letter?

- Oh, forgive me! Ah, yes, it's quite simple.
This captain is writing that your mother is on a trip.

He wants to see you. He's going to come.

- Here?
- Here!

He wants to talk to you.
We'll accomodate him in the castle, as is proper.

It would be a good thing to go and collect him.
You could take the buggy with Manfred.

The Fracasse is not as alert
as your Pampas thoroughbreds,

but he's a good little trotter!
- All right, Professor!

Porter!...Porter!

There is no porter! I say, sir!
You're the station master, where are the porters?

But, it's incredible, is this a civilized country or what!?

Ah, here is our young Heiligenstadt squire!
What do you think sir, about such carelessness?

- Vincent!
- My friend Manfred!

Manfred!
Golly, that is a heck of a lot romantic!

Astarte, the Daemons, the Cursed Hunter!

Congratulations, my dear Manfred!
Winning our young gaucho's friendship is quite a feat.

Now let's see, young gaucho,
if you are still as athletic as you were!

And you, my little Herr Manfred,
show me a little!

Ah, upon my word!!! I've landed on the moon!

That man, emerging from your past,
was another obstacle between the unknown and yourself.

As soon as the next morning, you dodged it.

Good morning my little man, isn't the young gaucho here?

No, he slipped away this morning after the lesson.

- Where did he go?
- Oh, you never know with him!

He's always with the clouds and the animals in the forest.

Marianne! Marianne!!!!! Marianne!!!!!!!

I love you! I love you!!!!! I love you!!!!!!

- Is this here Heiligenstadt?
- It is!

- Do you know the one they call Argentine?
- Of course, he's my friend!

- Then, listen, I've got something for him, but shush!
- Is it a secret?

- Yes!
- What is it?

A letter.

- Give it to me, I'll take it to him.

Yes, but first you must swear upon your life that you won't give it to anybody else,

and that you won't tell anyone where it is from and who brought it to you.

O.K! I swear!

- Bye!
- Bye!

- Who's there? Say the password!
- What?

- Don't you know what the password is?
- What is it?

Then, come with me to the headquarters!

Ahoy, sentries!!! A spy!

The prisoner is the bearer of a message,
probably addressed to the enemy.

- What's that piece of paper?
- I'm not supposed to say!

Tie the prisoner up!

But I know where it is from! The haunted house!
See the crown, it's the same as on the handkerchief.

Then it's for the Argentinian boy!

I suggest the council should have an immediate
and extraordinary meeting.

- Agreed!
- Agreed, agreed!

The hearing is opened.
Here is definite proof of the Argentinian's betrayal.

- He communicates with the people from the manor!
- With ghosts?

- But the Argentinian is no traitor!
- Oh, he's a nice guy all right!

Firstly, he knows fantastic stories.

Stories he's read in books,
but everybody can do so.

And the songs we don't understand,
can you do so? Hm?

And the Southern Cross? Did you see it?

- I SAY! Am I the chief or am I not?!?!?
- O.K. Go ahead!

Question to answer :
Is the Argentinian with or against us?

- The answer is here, in that letter.
- Open it, and we'll know.

I disagree, we mustn't do that.
A letter is something sacred!

Is the enveloppe addressed? No, it isn't!
Then it's addressed to ME!

- What's written on it?
- Nothing, 'Help me! - Marianne.'

- "Help me!" and it is signed Marianne?
- It doesn't mean anything!

- We tear it up!
- Don't! Don't!

Marianne!
She's the one the Argentinian calls every night!

All that business with girls! Boring!

- But Marianne is calling for help!
- Maybe she's afraid of ghosts!

- We must tell Vincent!
- And what next? Tell him we've opened the letter!

- Never mind us!
- He'll go and tell on us to the professor,

and it'll be punishment time again!

Listen to me everybody!
Nobody knows about this letter,

so it never came! Understood? Swear it!

Those who won't, out of the group!

And as for you, one word and I tie you up to a tree,
up there, to the highest branch.

You'll stay there until the woolves have eaten you up alive!

- Got it?
- Yes!

- Has anybody come from the other side of the lake?
- The other side of the lake?

From the mountain,
I saw a boat coming alongside the peer.

Wasn't there a message for me?

I don't think so, Herr Argentine,
I haven't seen anybody.

- Little Felix!
- No, no, no!!!

Ah, here you are, at last!

What extraordinary architecture!
Quite a change from Rosario, isn't it?

Ah, indeed, I say old buildings! That's the only real thing!

- You agree, don't you?
- You've come to talk to me?

I wanted to see you? Does it surprise you?
And yet, you know me! I'm a very sentimental person.

- No, I mean it! I've missed you!
- What have you got to tell me?

- I've come at your mother's request.
- She isn't ill, is she?

No, no, no, no! Just a little weak, obviously.

You understand, we are 24°C below, right now!

- Oh, and the solitude, isolation.
- Why didn't she come to see me?

Er, well! Er, the thing is,
your mother and I have decided to sell the Estanzia.

- Sell the Estanzia?
- Yes, well, it's a business too difficult to run,

and also the country is too tough. So, your mother and I
- My mother...

...and YOU?

Since your dear Papa died,
(I'll never forget that night when his horse came back on its own!)

Well, since your dear Papa died, you know how distressed your poor mother has been.

What does she wish?

Her greatest wish,
mine too, would be to see you coming back home!

- It's a lie!
- I beg your pardon?

My mother cannot wish that!

- But for Heaven's sake, I'm talking on behalf of her!
- Then I don't want to leave Heilignestadt!

- Don't you want to see your little fiancée again?
- How do you know?

Think of what your life will be like, as of now!
Our friendship will be strenghtened and you get a second father.

Something has just happened!

She struggled.
You were not here to defend her.

Marianne!
Marianne!!!

MARIANNE!

Listen Vincent, stop it!
She's calling you!

- Marianne is calling you!
- What is it you're saying?

- Marianne is calling for your help. She sent you a letter.
- A letter!

- a kid brought it, Alexis tore it up.
- What is it she was saying?

- But what is it she was saying?
- Just that: "Help me!"

MARIANNE!!!

MARIANNE!!!

He has become completely mad!

MARIANNE!!!

Vincent!!!
VINCENT!!! Vincent!!!

Marianne!!!

- VINCENT!!!
- Marianne!!!

VINCENT!!!

Marianne!

VINCENT!!!

VINCENT!!!

Marianne!

Marianne!

Mari – anne!

Marianne!

Marianne, she's calling me.
She in danger, I must go there!

Come on, calm down, you're feverish!
You gave us the hell of a fright!

- What happened?
- Nothing, have a lie down!

It's all my fault, I promised I would keep it secret.
I betrayed her talking.

It's my punishment but, but she,
hasn't done anything wrong!

How is our fearless swimming champion?

I'm happy to see he's safe. All's well that ends well!

This afternoon,
you didn't give me time to talk to you.

Your mother is in Zürich, she's waiting for you.
I've talked about it to the professor. He gives you a leave.

So, be a good boy and sleep well,
and tomorrow we'll go!

You'll stay for a few days with us!
I mean, with her!

You'll see! Everything will be all right!

Now then, I don't want to make you tired.
See you tomorrow!

Good night, my little men!

- What time is it?
- It is late!

The weather is bloody awful.
You'll go back to your room

and try to get some sleep.
Tomorrow, we'll think about something.

That very night more than ever,
Marianne's ghost was here in our midst,

and her features, innumerable,
were the features of love.

She wasn't just the one Marianne
you had met,

she was a moving shadow,
unreal!

Our Marianne!

It is only later on that I was to learn from you,

the extraordinary events
that followed Marianne's desperate call.

As early as dawn, an incredible gathering
took place before Heiligenstadt.

All your friends, summoned
up by a magic command,

were waiting for your coming.

You escaped from Lise. She went in pursuit of you
in the darkness of the forest.

They found her body trampled on
under thousands of little hooves.

Twenty-four hours later, you still were not back.

I got from the professor
the permission to go looking for you.

Vincent!

VINCENT!!!

Vincent!

- It's me, Manfred.
- What do you want from me?

- I am Manfred, your friend Manfred!
- Manfred!

- Marianne!!! The wedding, the cavalier!
But where are we?

Where is the manor house?
But what am I doing here?

I promised to protect her.
I told her not to be scared any more!

- But what happened?
- Marianne called for your help.

You left yesterday morning.

Yesterday? Ah yes, I remember!

Come! Come she's in danger!

Wait till you feel a little bit better.
We'll go.

Tell me first what happened?

I walked all day long,
It must have been late in the afternoon.

I took the way through the land
to arrive at the manor.

Come, Val!

Here!

Marianne!

Marianne!!

Argentine!

Argentine, you have come!
At last you have come!

Here you are, my dear little traveller!

- How poorly you look!
- I have been walking all day long.

There was no boat,
so I kept walking.

And the more I was walking,
the more the house was escaping.

I thought I would never arrive!

How about the letter? Why?
What's going on?

He wants to marry me! This very evening!

In a short while, the club-footed man will go the the station.
He'll take back people with him.

People from
Heaven knows where!
And a priest will perform our wedding.

It's monstrous!
It cannot be!

Quiet, it isn't going to be!
You remember your words?

"You cannot stay confined within these awful walls"

They gave me the strength to react.
I am going to leave!

Leave?

When I hear the car start
and the gate creak.

Then, I will open the windows
and let in the unspoilt morning breeze.

But then I'm going with you,
I've left Heiligenstadt forever!

I'm not going back there!

- But how about your family, your friends?
- You are all my family and all my friends!

And your mother, your mother
expecting you back there in Argentina?

- She isn't expecting me any more!
- But you know nothing about me!

I know all there is to know since I love you!

Ah, all those days,
those never-ending days!

I kept peering through the closed shutters.

I saw the mornings and the evenings
and the sun shining down on the water,

but no boat, no boat
with my little traveller.

Oh, I was shouting your name, but only the echo
answered me back.

Couldn't you hear me?
The whole mountain was calling your name!

- You're here, and yet I'm afraid!
- Don't be afraid of anything, never, ever!

But,
what if something was to part us again?

- Nothing can part us again any more.
- Would you be looking for me?

I would go looking for you to the end of the world!

And what if we were parted not by space but by time?

What do you mean?

If I went, if years went by
and if one day

I called you.

Would you be coming like tonight?
- Beyond the years I would hear you and I would come!

It is true then,
nothing can part us any longer!

- Nothing no more, Marianne!
- Thank you, Argentine!

For all this happiness you gave me!

Locked!

Oh!

Leave us, Marianne,
I have something to tell our young friend.

And then, shouldn't you be preparing for the ceremony?

I knew about your last visit.
I was expecting your return.

Perhaps even in spite of the sad watch
I am bound to.

Did Marianne call you?

I can't blame you for your suspicion.

I know how people describe me.

The stupid gossip going around.
All those lies about Marianne.

I'll take her out of here!
You have no right to hold her prisoner!

Prisoner!
I am the prisoner here!

The prisoner of a duty I accepted,
the slave of an oath I once took.

Is it possible besides
to enlighten you without betraying that oath?

You must leave, young man,
leave without seeing Marianne ever again.

Her health, her life depend on it!

- How could she live in that grave?
- Am I not confined to that grave myself?

For her,
I sentenced myself to silence and darkness.

But that silence is gnawing away at her!
That darkness is eating her away like leprosy!

I had to!
I had to save her from herself!

I don't understand?

You don't know Marianne.
Two years ago,

she was living then in a huge house,

the shadow of which crosses three countries' borders.

Two years ago,
she had all she could wish for in her life with a great love.

She had met Prince Charming as in fairy-tales.
They had decided to wed.

On the day of the wedding he disappeared!

She remained all alone in front of the illuminated altar.

All alone in front of the banquet table.
All alone in the bridal bedroom.

And ever since that day

You must leave young man.

Today, I reconstructed the altar,
the table, the bedroom

and that very evening
I'll try to rekindle the past,

to create the shock
that might perhaps give her back her lost reason.

Indeed!
You are at an age when you fight for fancies,

to defend princesses kept by evil spirits.

Nowadays, princesses are gone,
and evil spirits are just anguished old men

looking down into eyes misted over with madness!

If you love her you must leave.

Maybe, one day in the future, she will be able
to give you the sign

that will call you back to her forever.

Forgive me!

Help me! Help me, Vincent!
Help me Vincent!!!

Don't! He lied to you!
He lied to you as he lied to the others!

Tonight, he will marry me!

I'm held prisoner Vincent!
I'm held prisoner by a MADMAN!

Lie down!... Lie down!

Val! Lie down! Val and Krieg! Lie down!
Come on, lie down!

And then, I started to remember.

It must have been night.
I could see thousands of stars,

and then another big black hole.

And then I don't know any more!
I must have kept on walking, walking

You need to recover from the shock.
Come, I'll take you back to Heiligenstadt.

Tomorrow, we'll speak to the professor.
- But you really don't understand!

I can't leave Marianne,
We must go back there!

- But you're not strong enough to fight against those ghosts!
- Those ghosts!

Do you think I could lie?

Come! Come and help me save Marianne!

You're right, let's go!

What you saw confounded you!

The banquet table had vanished.
Vanished also the altar with the lighted candles.

Vanished the bridal bed!

Not the slightest sign of Marianne,
or of the cavalier.

All had vanished in the blood-red dawn.

Marianne!

Marianne!

Marianne!!! Marianne!!

Some imperceptible warmth was revealing
a broken presence, interrupted recollections...

...the flight!

The cavalier, just as you had described him to me.
I could have recognized him anywhere in the world,

anywhere in the beyond world!

Marianne! Wonderful image, peaceful image!

She was love, trouble, challenge.

The idea crossed my mind
that she was perhaps only a shadow.

A running away sleeping beauty called back to earth
from the bottom of a child's heart.

A dream?
And yet... some witnesses left behind!

As soon as the next morning, you yielded to the inner call.

- Here's the address the captain asked me to give you.
- Thank you, professor!

- You know Zürich?
- I don't!

Oh, it's quite easy to find.

When you go out of the station,
there's an avenue, opposite.

It's the Bahnoff Strasse.

You take it,
You count one, two, three, fo

- Where will you go?
- To Pablo. To Marianne!

- Goodbye professor!
- Goodbye, sir!

Goodbye, Vincent!

- Goodbye, Chief!
- Goodbye! - Goodbye Vincent!

- Goodbye Vincent!
- Goodbye!

- Goodbye, Vincent! Wait!

Here! I give it to you.

Thank you!
But there's no fog where I'm going.

- Goodbye, little Felix!
- Goodbye, you'll be back, won't you?

- Goodbye, God our Father!
- Tonight, if the professor agrees,

I'll ask Herr Manfred
to play Corelli's Sonata in G in rememberance of you.

Thank you God our Father!

Goodbye, my friends!

You had to go.

I envied you. I felt happy for you.

I wish I could have spoken words,
shed tears, shown signs of brotherly love,

but your enthusiasm didn't need anything
but confidence and hope.

I whispered:

She's waiting for you!

In a house
the shadow of which crosses three countries' borders

And then, I understood!

You had the missing link.

I read it in your eyes
that Marianne wasn't just a shadow.

She had stormed your heart,
your strength, your flesh!

She was your loving space
and you would find her again

because you had to,
so that you could make of your life

an unextinguishable fire of joy!

Goodbye, Vincent!

Goodbye!

The end.

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