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Illyria...

It is that place lying between The country just left...

And the country just ahead.

A faraway land, where the only Enemy is convention...

And love is free to weave Its golden thread wherever it may.

Illyria, 1970.

Let's be buried Here together, baby.

Alive?

Yes, alive.

Cyril, baby, don't smoke, For god's sake.

What's wrong with my cigarette?

Little boys have been Relieving themselves in here.

You can smell it.

You're making Me nervous, okay?

If little boys can make water, Then i can make smoke.

My god...

I found the skeleton Of a child.

Head, ribs...

Hands, feet, The whole works.

Oh, how could They do it?

So beautiful...

Poor little thing.

I'm going to kiss him, cyril. Shall i?

I want to light A candle, okay?

Sure, who are you Going to light it for?

Oh, i don't know.

Is it fire?

I don't know. Let's go and find out.

They're laughing!

Come on, baby, I want to see!

- Let's go. - Come on, baby!

Do something cyril, There's someone still inside!

There's no need. The fire Brigade's doing a grand job.

Get rid of all that Stuff before you take us off...

Get the ropes off. You can't Carry us at the same time.

No, get rid Of those ropes. Go.

Come on, Let's get close.

Hugh, can you Come up, please?

Baby, that little girl Is waving at me!

Oh, cyril, He's handsome.

Oh, my god, He's handsome!

You always knew what You wanted, didn't you, fiona?

And from the first, You wanted hugh.

It was fate that spun Their motorbus off the dirt road

And into the river That day.

And it was our good fortune To be on hand for the rescue.

And safe delivery Of the stranded family

To the shores of illyria...

And our welcoming arms.

There. Now you'll be safe.

Here, i'll take her.

Oh, my god.

- You all right? - Yes. Thank you.

- They nearly dropped you in! - I know.

Welcome ashore.

Thank you.

You're not shivering, Are you?

My wife thinks you must Be exhausted after your dunking in the river.

She's worried about you.

Hugh?

She admires your courage.

Fiona's character judgments Are always right.

Fiona?

We've been married A long time.

Married a long time...?

We've been travelling For over a year.

I see.

Where?

Can't even remember where.

Wherever hugh wanted To take his photographs.

Sort of blurs into Packing and unpacking.

Fiona and i have also Been married a long time.

In fact, fiona's a kind Of priestess of marriage.

It's late, do you want To be sitting out here?

I like your voice In the darkness.

Okay.

Wouldn't it be better if You were with the children?

You needn't worry about Me or the children.

Meredith will shout If there's a problem.

We hardly know each other...

Fiona!

I'm a lot older Than you think.

I'm 40.

Ah.

Baby, sharing secrets?

No, we're just talking. Why don't you join us?

I couldn't sit still. Not tonight.

I'm so glad you're here. I want you here.

You and hugh.

Easy, fiona, Calm down.

Oh, cyril, Don't be stuffy.

At least catherine Doesn't think i'm stuffy.

Catherine and i were having a nice Conversation until you came along.

Sharing secrets, I know... Drinking wine.

You're perfect, baby.

Cyril's different From other men.

Do you like him?

Do you like my cyril?

Of course she likes me.

Baby, you ruin everything.

Well...!

Okay...

You asked for it.

Fiona!

Where were we?

- Fiona! - Shh!

Quiet, you two... You'll wake the children.

We were talking. What about?

Ourselves. Exactly.

Telling each Other heart-stoppers, fiona would say.

So...

Do you think you see me As fiona sees me?

The perfect man?

Yes. But it doesn't have Much to do with me.

Not even now?

Of course, Fiona exaggerates.

I'm a lot more ordinary than She'd lead you to believe.

You asked for a secret, I told you.

- Good, tell me another. - No. It's your turn.

What's in your pocket? What did she give you?

Just her panties. They're not important.

- Why did she take them off? - I don't know.

Do you care?

I don't know.

Trust me.

You remind me of my father.

Listen.

Listen a moment.

What?

Damn, i knew it.

They've woken the children.

- I don't hear anything. - Come on, let's go.

Usually i hear If there's a cry.

I have very sharp ears.

There's dolores...

And eveline...

And over there, Is our big girl, meredith.

We are going to be sleeping In there, hugh and i.

All safe, no nightmares.

No, they won't wake up.

Fiona and that noisy Husband of yours may try.

I'm glad we looked.

You're thinking About your children?

Yes.

My children.

In all this confusion, Can you find your pajamas?

Yes.

Put them on.

I'll be back in Twenty minutes.

All right.

It has been six months Since all of you departed.

I miss you, fiona.

I hear your footsteps On the metal stairs,

And look for you in rooms I imagined you've just left.

Without you, my only comfort Is faith in our illyrian dream.

I live on with rosella,

My maid,

My shadow,

Who understands Nothing i say but...

Whose eyes tell me She judges everything i do.

You do not know rosella,

Except from hugh's photographs.

Though that should be enough.

Come on catherine, you know You still want me to woo you.

Stop being a child, catherine. Take the flowers.

I shan't give up.

I shall continue to come here Week after week.

Year after year, if need be...

Until you get better.

What can i say To rouse you?

I might have prevented our... What did i call it?

Idyll.

I could have...

Walked down to the beach...

And thrown pebbles into the night Sea for a couple of hours.

But a steady, Methodical...

Un-designing lover, Like me...

Really has no choice, Catherine.

The glasses come off In my hand,

The dressing gown Falls open.

I close the wings Of the glasses. No choice.

Don't forget, you were Waiting for me, catherine.

We both knew You were waiting.

Neither of us had Any choice that first night.

It was inevitable.

Cyril?

Is it you?

I know it's you, baby.

Stop hiding.

It's me, fiona, You know it's me.

How are the grapes?

We're going to sit up And watch the sun rise.

Okay, baby?

Great idea.

Great.

I wonder if they're lying In bed together, right now.

Like us.

Would it change anything?

It might explain what I'm doing here with you.

You think so?

No.

As a matter of fact...

They are both just sitting up Together, to watch the sunrise.

- Is that better? - It's worse.

Why?

I don't know.

I can give you clarity...

But not understanding.

Don't be prudish.

I'm not.

Your shoulder's cold.

Cyril?

Are they staying away From us on purpose?

It's only been a few hours.

More or less.

It's been a day.

A whole day...

Perhaps they just don't Want to intrude?

I hope they don't end up Like those other two.

Remember?

Greatest ever beginning, Then...

Quick fizzle.

Yes, i remember.

Kiss me, cyril.

You're not in the least Interested in kissing old cyril.

Why pretend?

You're right, baby.

How did you know?

Hi...!

Come on over!

Oh cyril, come look at them. They're all dressed up.

Found this in the luggage. I thought you'd like it.

- Pretty formal, don't you think? - But sweet baby, sweet.

- Shall we try it? - No thanks, not me.

- Hugh's been sick. - Oh dear, what's wrong?

Cramps, diarrhea, Weakness.

Oh, dear. Are you feeling better?

Ask catherine. She'll tell you.

- Hugh's all right. - You can see he is.

Yes. Great pan Is not dead, hm?

What a lovely Bottle of cognac.

- Terrific. - How are the kids?

Fine, fine.

Meredith is babysitting.

Time for a spot Of grape tasting, i think.

Oh yes, cyril...

The grape tasting game. You must play.

Is this the game?

Now, is this the game?

Right, This is the game.

It's very easy.

You keep your hands Behind your back...

- or in your case, your hand... - oh, my god! Cyril!

Sorry...

...and go for the grapes. With our mouths.

No grapes for me. No, thanks.

You don't need to eat them. Try and Catch them between your lips, and...

Pull them down.

Why can't we pick a bunch With our hands and sit under a tree?

Let's do what Cyril says, hugh, please?

Come on, hugh.

That is very funny.

All right, catherine, You going to try it?

Oh no, not me.

Go on, i'll pick you up.

- Your turn. - All right.

The honor Of the family.

Put your hands Behind your back.

Put both feet On the table.

You missed. Try again.

I lost my balance.

They're only grapes, Come on, try it.

Nipples!

Oh, hugh -!

That's what you mean.

Suit yourself, But they're just grapes.

Nipples, indeed.

Good girl.

Catherine!

Enough, enough.

What's this, fella?

Arm around My wife's shoulders?

Come on, baby! Let's do the grape.

Baby, i want to nibble Each one of them.

Me too.

"What shall we do With the drunken sailor...

What shall we do With the drunken sailor...

What shall we do With the drunken sailor...

Early in the morning."

Hi, baby!

What are you doing?

Hi, fiona.

Fancy a swim?

- Bye everyone. - Bye.

Why don't you take a Photograph? Look there.

No, thanks.

That should do it.

Let's go.

There.

Perfect, perfect. Let's hunt her down.

No.

You wait here. When she's warmed up,

I'll wave.

These sullen types Always end up compliant.

Smile at her...

Make her feel at ease.

Peasant nudes.

That's what i'm going to call My collection. "Peasant nudes."

Perfect.

Perfect.

Now...

Let's just push her over Against that stall.

Easy...

Easy...

Easy...

Perfect.

Perfect.

Most of the faces of these women Are just fat and happy.

They're all mothers...

With or without children.

But this face...

Is skin tight.

With the beauty of...

The beauty Of illiteracy.

Sullen face Of an illiterate virgin.

She couldn't be better.

Make her smile.

- What? - Come on, do something.

Make her smile.

- No, not there. - Sorry.

Time to change tactics.

- Want some? - Thank you.

It's hot work.

Now to business.

No boots, no dress.

No boots...

No dress.

Go on, cyril, give her the rake. Let's try the rake.

Give her the machete.

- Take the rake away. - Sorry.

Magnificent. I've spent over A year on my collection.

My catalog of natural Art photographs.

I have them Sitting in hay...

Standing in the darkened Doorways of ruined barns...

All nude. Or semi-nude.

My peasant specimens.

In the bag...

There's some underwear. Get them, will you?

Give them to her.

Should i have placed myself

Between rosella and Hugh's probing camera?

By doing nothing i became Hugh's willing accomplice.

But who was i, the advocate Of sensual abandon,

To stand in the way Of his desire?

Had i interfered,

I would have become The worst possible hypocrite.

Even in illyria there Are difficult choices.

And every choice Has its consequence.

You and i always knew That life among the roses

Would not be Without thorns.

Didn't we, fiona?

Here you are again, rosella.

The girl by the well.

For my part, i have paid dearly For living our illyrian dream.

Where once i was your satyr,

I am now impotent.

Rosella is My unwitting torturer.

There was a time When her candid sensuality

Would have aroused My desire without fail.

But not anymore.

Now i seek solace in The rituals of domestic life.

I see you eat the bones As well, rosella.

And the feet.

For the full effect we must Eat the entire bird, hm?

Mmm... Magnificent.

Where are we? Tell me quick.

We're in illyria. Do you like it?

I like you, baby.

You.

Come on you two, Quit lagging!

Cyril baby, Don't say anything.

Don't spoil it.

- What's that? - Sheep bells.

Do you see what i see?

Goats, not sheep.

But the girl, baby, Look at the girl.

She's just a child.

Young woman. Seventeen, i should think.

She's so beautiful.

Fiona... Sit down, You'll fall.

It's all right, fella, I've got ahold of her.

Oh look...

Baby, she sees us.

Hi!

Come on, baby...

Kiss her. She probably thinks You're some kind of god.

Well, of course She does.

Come on, hugh.

How about it?

Pass, one woman Is enough for me.

Oh come on, hugh. Kiss her Just once, like cyril did.

Catherine won't mind.

I don't care If he kisses her or not.

Doesn't care, Did you hear that?

I mean it hugh, Kiss her.

If that's what you want.

Cyril, save us.

Fun's over.

All right, hugh...

Since you didn't kiss Our little goat girl...

Why don't you Kiss me instead?

Maybe another day.

Come on, catherine.

He says he's the only man in The world who can resist my charm.

What'll i do?

I did warn you He might not work.

Remember?

I remember.

He just can't see that

Anything that lies in The palm of love is good.

He stays all night In that studio.

I hope he comes 'round

For your sake.

I'm not giving up yet, baby.

Not yet.

No, of course not.

Ah!

I see you're wearing Your magic pants again.

You're wearing your Magic pants too, aren't you?

Of course, i am.

Maybe i'll steal Your magic pants.

For him, okay?

I wanna see your Magic pants, baby.

Right now.

Submit.

Kiss me, cyril.

Kiss me.

Oh, baby...

why can't they All be like you?

Why?

- Cyril? - Hm?

We don't have To go back yet, do we?

Come on, let's play.

Please?

Oh, baby...

Can't we just stay Like this forever?

That's it, fiona. Castration.

All these years you've been Castrating your own husband.

Flaunting yourself To other men.

My husband Is virile.

Hugh...

...undo my top.

Mommy!

Don't worry. I'll go.

Mommy!

Ah, meredith.

You think i don't know What you're doing?

There's a huge rock over there I really want you to see.

- I don't want to go. - It's very interesting.

Come on, we will Have a look.

Today, i went to the asylum To visit catherine.

Only to find her gone From her usual chair.

For months on end, I have pleaded, cajoled

And implored catherine To come back to herself.

To no avail.

Now...

A couple of small rabbits Have succeeded

Where i have failed.

For the first time In almost a year...

I feel the gentle stirrings Of my sensual self.

And i am certain catherine's Recovery, and my own

Will be intertwined.

Given time, Our wounds will heal

Into small, Silvery scars.

But some memories Do not fade.

They are indelible, Like blood etchings.

Fiona?

Hugh?

Cyril!

Cyril!

What were you Doing out there?

Not much.

- I was looking for you, baby. - Were you?

Come on, meredith, join in.

Where's my mother?

I told you, They're bringing the wine.

You can't have An idyll without wine.

I'm sick Of your old idylls.

You're lucky To be here.

If it weren't for me You'd be in your room

Babysitting your little sisters, Where hugh thinks you should be.

My father lets me Do anything.

Except, go to his photo studio. Because that's his work.

That's enough, dolores, Leave some for meredith.

All right.

Don't bother, i don't want To make any stupid old crowns.

And why not?

I thought all girls Liked crowns.

I'll help you.

I know what You're doing.

You're trying to impress My parents. That's all.

You're just trying To fool them again.

I am simply trying To bedeck their daughters

With beautiful things.

- It's a nice idea. - It's dumb.

That's enough.

To work, meredith, To work.

Hey, not so hard, The grapes will fall off.

I want my mother.

Some of those stems are A little short for weaving.

They look splendid. Good choice of colors.

It's falling apart.

What do you Think of that?

God, you're selfish.

I knew it would take longer to make, So i made mine first.

Come on, Let's fix up yours.

I though we were making Them just for us.

And who's being selfish now?

You don't need one, why do you Have to have one, too?

They're only for children.

If you want me to make you A crown as nice as mine...

Why don't you try A little politeness?

Now...

Shall we carry on, Or do you want to stop?

It has to be As good as yours.

Promise?

I promise.

Now, pass me one Of those flowers.

Hugh, look what he's done.

Catherine, look what cyril's Done to our children.

Oh, they're sweet, They really are.

Hi!

- Meredith, you look stunning. - You really do.

What about me? Don't i look stunning too?

Jesus, look at that.

God, fella... What a sight.

Don't ever take it off, baby. Ever.

Oh, cyril.

Still the same, more or less.

This way.

Oh!

Why do you spurn Your lovers, rosella?

Hm?

What are you Waiting for?

Not me, i hope.

Sexless matrimony Is all i can offer.

Even that would Go on unspoken for.

Meredith? What's the matter?

Nothing.

Your nose Is bleeding.

It's not...

I'm going To tell my father.

Let's try and stop This nose bleed.

He'll kill you For coming here.

I'm sure, now, Just sit, sit still.

Well, it stopped.

Now, you can wash all This off in the morning.

Go back to sleep.

Don't worry, You'll be fine.

Is that you?

Expecting someone else?

Just you, baby. You.

Come on dad, You can beat him.

Come on, dad, do it.

Do it just for fun.

What do you say, fella?

Be a good sport, baby, do it.

One... Two...

Three - go!

Oh, daddy!

I think i'll go To the studio.

Can i come?

No.

Oh!

What's the matter, Something wrong?

The light. The photos.

Oh, i'm sorry.

I didn't realize.

It's so bloody dark in here, I don't know how you can stand it.

You're sweating. Do you have a chest problem?

No. It's not my chest.

Well, how about fiona?

Fiona?

Why not?

God!

Do you know What's happening?

Let's talk about it.

I'm appealing to you, fella, Don't let it happen.

Well...

You've had your eye on fiona Since the beginning.

Let's reason from there.

She's got a husband.

- You've got a wife. - I'm talking about you, not me.

And the torment, Is that yours or mine?

You don't know what's going on In the shadows, that's all.

Tell me.

If we don't work together...

If we don't stop this Thing you'll lose her.

- To you? - To me.

To me.

Don't you see?

Of course, i do love fiona.

She... Wants me...

For god's sake.

It seems to me that what you're Really after is my permission?

You don't mean it. You can't.

Well, put it this way, you want To play footsy with fiona.

No, you're wrong.

And you want me to sanction The bare feet under the table.

For god's sake -!

I don't.

But why should i? I don't expect you to.

Why can't you play footsy with Fiona, and leave me out of it?

Because i couldn't do that.

Forgotten the ten commandments?

Keep your hands off Another man's wife.

Written in stone, fella, Written in stone.

Trying to do you a favor.

Do we really have to have All this male camaraderie

In matters of love?

I thought you'd listen.

I thought you'd get me Out of this mess.

What more can i say?

How much has she Really told you?

If you want to know what fiona calls "her little trade secrets", ask her.

I don't believe she's Told you a damn thing.

There it is.

Well, the problem is...

Fiona thinks you don't Like her enough.

I just don't understand.

I can't believe it.

She couldn't confide In you like that.

Manhood rebels in infidelity.

It's only natural.

Well, i would not consider Fiona unfaithful to me...

Were you and she to...

Taste the love lunch.

Why should i? Hm?

She says She loves you best.

She doesn't love me best. She couldn't.

Hugh, why do you put Yourself through this?

Why not just let Love take its course?

It's the only thing To do, isn't it?

Do me a favor.

Don't tell her about this...

Talk of ours.

Fiona?

No.

Of course not.

By the way,

I won't tell Catherine either, okay?

Hey! Come on!

- What's the rush, hugh? - Come on!

He wants To show us something.

Oh, god.

Wait for me, hugh!

Can we all Stick together?

Pity we can't share hugh's boyish Enthusiasm for self-imprisonment.

I love these Old masculine places.

You know i do.

Look! Burned. Burned clean.

No juice of the growing fruit, That's for sure.

Don't be cryptic, Baby, please.

Can't even smell it, fella. No smoke, no ashes. Nothing.

It's like the reflection Of some fiery nightmare.

Sure...

If that's what you want. Personally, i prefer something

A little more than weeds And discoloration.

- How about you, catherine? - Oh, cyril, stop arguing.

Upstairs, now, Is it?

No.

The dungeons.

Come on...

- i smell pee. - Me, too.

I thought you loved these Masculine places, fiona?

If there's nothing Down there, what then?

Oh, it's here, All right.

I dreamt it.

Stop him. Can't you Do something?

It's too late. Besides, he seems To be enjoying himself.

- Why can't we hold hands? - Hugh, tell us the dream.

Can't we just climb back up And go for a swim?

Don't you want to go Swimming with me, baby?

Of course he does, but hugh's Not about to change his mind.

He'll deny us the same way He denies the children.

Hugh, we can't have a little Hugging and kissing down there.

- Can't you see? - He doesn't care.

Cyril, help me.

Tell hugh i always Mean what i say.

I wish they would wait. I wish they would just wait.

Hugh is in a hurry.

Owww!

What's that?

You better come down here, Your wife's in trouble.

Oh, god.

Fiona?

What happened?

- Are you all right? - I slipped, baby.

Me... I fell.

Stand up, see if You can walk.

I hope you're satisfied, hugh. Fiona might have broken her ankle.

- She just slipped. - Here, put this sweater on.

- We have to go. - She'll be all right.

There's no way out.

We're at the bottom.

Buried, you mean? Buried alive?

- How's it feel? - All right.

Here we are.

Come see how You like it, fella.

If i were you, i'd leave That thing where i found it.

That's my advice.

I don't want to know What it is. I don't want to see it.

Old cyril knows what it is. Don't you, fella?

- Yes, i do. - Tell us, baby. Tell us.

No, fiona, It's up to hugh.

Damn right, it is.

Hugh, it's a bad omen, Leave it behind.

My god, fella, where's Your sense of humor?

I knew it was there, It had to be.

Okay, so you found it, Now put it back.

Not a chance.

Not a chance.

Is that all? Doesn't look like much.

Take a better look, It'll change your mind.

Oh, no!

It looks like a belt.

What are all Those little teeth?

You put it there, Didn't you, hugh?

You planned it!

Don't be afraid, pick it up. Show us how it works.

Cyril, let's go.

The only trouble is we've only One of these, instead of two.

Shut up, hugh, for god's sake!

Or maybe one's enough. What do you think?

Do you want me To try it on for you?

Is that what you want?

Beneath every footfall of Our daily procession through town...

Other footsteps echo.

Yours, fiona, And hugh's as well.

My hope is the mantra Of familiar places and memories

Will finally draw catherine out of her Mute state and revive her.

Oh!

You're wearing Your nice old robe.

Have fun, baby.

I could stay here tonight, If you prefer.

What do you think?

You're feeling amorous...

And she's expecting you, I can tell.

This blue mood Is not like you, fiona.

I'll stay. No, baby.

Go ahead.

Please?

All right.

- I won't be long. - Don't hurry, baby.

I'm gonna read.

Listen...

If hugh does show up...

He's at the studio.

I told you, I'm gonna read.

It's just never Gonna happen, baby.

I was wrong.

You'd better go.

Come back when you want.

Catherine, what's the matter?

What's happened, What's wrong?

Something you want me to know, But you don't want to say? What is it?

Fiona's not herself tonight...

...neither are you. - I wish you hadn't come.

- But you've been expecting me. - Yes, but you'd better go.

- Is it hugh? - It's not hugh.

- Tell me, what's he done? - Nothing.

Catherine...

Put your arms On my shoulders,

Your hands in my hair, And kiss me.

I can't, i just can't.

Well, i'm not going To leave you like this.

- You know i'm not. - That's what i want you to do.

Join me, catherine.

You may as well.

Confide in me. What else can you do?

Stop. I wish you'd stop.

What?

No.

- It can't be true. - I didn't want you to know.

Oh!

How could he do this, How could you let him?

He made me. That's all.

All night long, you've been Wearing this wretched thing?

- What are you doing? - Never mind.

I won't be long.

Trust me.

Hugh?

Hugh?

Is that you, fella?

- You know it is. - Come, i want to talk to you.

Why don't you smoke? It'll be easier.

Did she say anything...

Or did she throw you out, Like i told her to?

I got your message, hugh, If that's what you mean.

You got my message.

Well, it must have come As quite a shock.

Don't you know What you've done?

I know you've been Sucking two eggs at once.

That's what i know.

But it's over, it's finished.

You haven't felt This way before, why now?

I didn't know before.

Call me slow, fella. Slow.

But now, i know.

So, tonight's your night?

Planned it all Beforehand, fella.

And you fell right into it.

I guess you just walked in there and Told my wife to strip down as usual.

And then found there's one easy way To stop that sort of thing.

I made it pretty plain, The lid's on the jar.

It's all over.

Have you finished?

My room, my bed...

My wife.

With the children In the next room.

And you naked, crawling All over my marriage.

She took off her clothes, She lay on her back...

She tongued you. You've tongued her.

With meredith there In the next room.

Let me tell you Something, fella.

You deserve that belt. The both of you.

At least it's ingenious.

You've gotta admit, It's pretty ingenious.

Hugh, come out.

Hugh, for the last time, Come out here.

You think i'm afraid Of last resorts?

I thought that damn thing was going To come apart in my hands.

But it fit, it worked.

I found my own way to deal with The problem and you can't fight it.

I'm crafty, fella, crafty.

And that damn belt's A work of art.

If catherine and fiona Could see us now,

What would they think, hm? How should they feel?

How should they feel? What about me? I'm the victim.

You, the victim? Who's the culprit?

Me? Catherine? Fiona?

You're to blame. By god, you're to blame.

Oh no, i'm not.

Since catherine isn't using me To revenge herself on you,

And i'm not having sex with catherine For malicious reasons of my own...

Your defeat, chagrin, antagonism, Whatever it is you feel...

Is your responsibility, And not mine.

Anguish! Just anguish.

That's what i feel. The point Of the pike in the scrotum.

You just need a little Reassurance, hugh, that's all.

Take my wife and Give me reassurance?

You want me to leave, Just let you have her?

Be gone with the dawn, Just disappear? That would suit you, wouldn't it?

No, no, it wouldn't.

If you leave now, You'd be deserting catherine.

The children would suffer.

Fiona would just send Me out to bring you back.

That's not a good idea.

So i don't count? Don't count at all?

No, hugh, I'm not saying that.

Let's look at the other options.

The belt...

That's an option.

Choose the belt and your own Sex life would be destroyed.

Catherine would despise you.

The children would side with Their mother, they always do.

You'd be hated and Isolated by them all.

Fiona wouldn't be able To bear the sight of you.

And all because you can't Condone catherine and me?

You've got your manhood. Let me have mine.

Manhood? All right, Let's talk about manhood.

Do you think i'd treat fiona The way you're treating catherine?

What does catherine See in you, anyway?

What does fiona see in you?

God knows.

I'm not worth it, fella. Not worth it.

Well, fiona feels Otherwise, that's all.

Maybe i'm too idealistic.

Fiona's idealistic, too.

She's just as idealistic As you are.

But her idealism Is not prohibitive.

It doesn't preclude sexual Affection. It begins with it.

That's the difference.

Everything fiona feels For you is genuine.

She has a lot more To regret than you do.

I'm depriving myself of the wife Of a man who's taken mine.

That's plenty to regret. Plenty.

If you can benefit From this discussion,

All four of us will be better off. I won't deny that.

On the other hand, if you can't Learn anything from this...

Then naturally your...

Dissatisfaction's going To rub off on the rest of us.

I won't deny that either.

Harmony...

Is something all four Of us can enjoy.

I'd like to see fiona happy. But that's your affair.

Catherine's fondness For me is hers.

It can't be changed.

There's always the belt.

There's always that Damn chastity belt.

Don't worry about the belt, I'll deal with that.

Is there anything you want me To say to catherine?

- Where have you been? - With hugh.

He hates the whole thing.

I talked to him, It's not so bad.

We can't go on.

He's come around. He's probably with fiona right now.

I've hurt hugh As much as he's hurt me.

I can't face it Any longer.

You can forgive hugh for What he did. And so can i.

It's over. That's all i can say.

Catherine, you know why i spoke To hugh, you know why i'm here.

Don't touch me, Don't ask me to move.

Catherine, i want you To stand up.

Hugh made me put this on.

He'll have to tell me To take it off.

I'm speaking for hugh.

For his good, And yours and mine.

Now please, stand up.

You'll feel better.

Come on.

Stand still.

That's one.

Do you still Want me to leave?

It's up to you.

Kiss me, cyril.

Kiss me.

I miss them.

I miss rosella's lovers.

They don't come anymore. They've given up, i suppose.

Fiona would never Have let them go.

Of course, rosella Had to let them go.

She's already Spoken for.

Rosella was hugh's Last peasant nude.

Never laid a finger on her. He didn't need to.

He had his photographs.

His art.

Catherine, did you know About hugh?

About what he was doing?

- Did you... - don't ask. I don't know.

Why didn't you Say something? Hmm?

Catherine, It wasn't your fault.

If it was anybody's, It was mine.

But then really It wasn't mine, either.

Hugh's agony had nothing To do with any of us.

What he was doing In his studio was a private thing.

A private perversion.

But he won in the end, Didn't he?

No, no, he didn't.

He poisoned all of us.

But we will recover.

I miss my children.

The children will Be awake soon.

I'll leave now.

Yes, you should.

To us.

- To all of us. - To us.

- Speech baby, speech. - Speak to us, cyril.

You're the sex singer. Voice of us all.

Well, there's always monogamy.

What a ugly word!

We can trust cyril, catherine.

We can trust ourselves.

Talk on, cyril.

The only real enemy to The mature marriage is monogamy.

Anything less than sexual Multiplicity is naive.

What are we, if not...

Sexual idlers In a vast wood?

What is marriage, if not That wood in which we wander?

The cynics Are against us, cyril.

You know that.

None of them has tasted The love-lunch.

None of them know about The sexual properties

Of our golden wheels Of ripe cheese.

Old detractors should curb Their judgments of a man

Who knows what He's talking about.

To young detractors, I will say only this.

If orgasm is the pit Of the fruit...

Then lyricism Is its flesh.

Marriage is the fold That gathers in all lovers...

Naked and alone.

Oh, it's beautiful, baby, It really is.

Catherine?

Catherine, Look what i've got.

You ready to see them yet, Catherine?

I don't know.

I want to see them So badly, but i...

Don't know if i can yet.

Soon.

Cyril...

- he's not there. - What?

I mean it, baby. He's gone.

Catherine, too?

No, she's still asleep, But he's not with her.

He's just not there, He is just not there.

Look around, He can't be far.

I already looked for him. Everywhere.

Cyril, i know Something's wrong.

How do you know Something's wrong?

Well, i just know. Premonition. I know.

Come back to bed For awhile. Come on.

All right baby, I'll go alone.

Fiona?

Fiona, wait!

- Fiona... - hugh!

- I think you should wait. - I'm here!

Help me, cyril!

Hugh...?

Lift him up, Lift him.

Get it off!

It's no good.

Did you know He was doing this?

Did you have Any idea?

No, i didn't. If i had I would have told you.

This is what he was doing When he came here alone at night?

Here, in this room, with a noose And the photographs of these...

Poor peasant girls?

My god, was this What he wanted?

Orgasm with a noose And a photograph?

I thought we were In illyria, baby.

I guess i was wrong.

We are in illyria.

I'm going to...

I'm going to go to catherine.

You can do the rest.

Catherine!

Mommy?

Mommy?

Mommy, it's me.

They're asleep.

We both know What we must do.

I'll take them home,

And when she's better I'll bring them back.

- Home, you want to go home? - Cyril, we have no choice.

This place is poison for them.

Obviously, catherine Can't look after them.

So who else Is there but me?

I have to go.

You know that.

It won't be forever, baby.

You'll tell her that When she's ready.

I'll tell her.

Fiona, i don't Want you to go.

I must, For catherine's sake.

Do you think...

She'll blame us for hugh?

I'll explain it.

How?

I don't know which is worse...

A suicide, or a accident Of hugh's sort.

She will think We're responsible.

- She'll hate us. - No, she won't.

- What will you tell her? - I'll tell her the truth,

That although hugh Was finally able to join us,

He couldn't resist His secret pleasures.

Fiona, it could Have happened at any time.

Before we met them, During our time together...

Even after we'd Gone our separate ways.

Poor catherine.

Be good to her, baby.

Be good to her.

As good as i've been to you. That enough?

Don't bother Being a husband, baby.

- Be a sex-singer. - Oh.

Remember when i said that?

I remember.

Take the glass, he just Wants you to toast his boat.

It's all right.

Ahh!

What does this Remind you of?

I'm not sure, Tell me.

How about The day we met?

Does it remind you Of a wedding?

A birth, More like it.

Same thing. It's the same thing.

One day soon, catherine and i Will walk into the town

To meet you and The children off the bus.

At long last fiona, We will resume our illyrian dream.

You, me, catherine...

And whoever else Wants to join us.

The sun is an orange disk Upon the sea...

Our nights are cool.

In illyria, There are no seasons.