THE GREAT SINNER
The stage is a famous complex with gaming rooms,
in a Europe in peace and animated.
The time, the years 1860. Gas light is a novelty
and the necklines are bold, but one ankle is still secret.
The story is inspired by the story of a great writer,
who bet his life and won immortality.
Does that mirror leave me?
Let's see...
What is this?
It can not be money. He has not tipped for weeks.
It is a religious medal.
It has a broken link.
They ripped it from a chain.
- I need more light. - Right away.
Does it happen often?
Whenever I touch the lowest point...
of my life.
Have you touched it now?
I have been very close.
Only at the lowest level of human existence...
He extends his hand...
to get up.
He has said that someone is extending his hand. Who?
The one who calls sinners by his side.
Suddenly, in the blinding light...
I see him...
to him.
In the heart of all things.
Do you really imagine that you see Christ?
On the threshold of destruction, everyone sees him.
Without him...
I could not live,
not work
nor write.
It would not be anything.
I would be lost...
in the dark.
CONFESSIONS OF A SINNER
Fedja...
Fedja... You wrote!
I will never forget our first encounter.
After the shortage of the first years,
finally he had success and a little money in his pocket.
I was on vacation traveling west, from Moscow to Paris,
when the train stopped at a station in eastern Germany.
Apparently, he was going to have company.
At first glance it did not seem interesting.
But later...
Then I understood that I had passed the Russian Winter.
Spring had suddenly entered the vag.
I watched, fascinated.
It was strange.
During the trip he barely looked up from his letters,
except...
those enigmatic looks that seemed to promise...
I do not know what.
And now he was leaving,
as unexpectedly as it had arrived.
The rest of the trip I would feel alone, without her.
And he had not heard his voice.
Excuse me.
Thank you.
ЇTan down here too?
No, Miss
I'm going to Paris.
What a pity.
Waiter...
My bags too, please.
And that's how I ended up in Wiesbaden.
I looked for it everywhere.
But it will take the direction it will take,
in this complex all roads led to the casino.
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
30, pair, red.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
18, pair, red.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
At six.
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
Six, pair, black.
You again!
I must have guessed. But it's almost late.
ЇTarde?
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
What do you advise?
Stop playing and come with me.
It's very tempting, but say: What number?
- Any. Let's talk. - No?
Ў None! At zero!
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
Let's see what comes up.
26, pair, black.
From now on I will obey him blindly.
I stay at the Excysior hotel, suite 68. What time is it?
Almost midnight.
Go to one.
19, odd, red.
- A coac, please. - Right away.
The service is very slow.
We have the richest man and loser in Brazil
no credit to play.
- I could have lost a fortune. - References take a week.
I'd rather be scammed by ten scammers
that a millionaire is not playing a day.
It will not be repeated. I assure you.
Another thing: If we can not avoid suicides,
unless they do not happen at the tables.
You have to stop them in time.
The players are very smart.
- They often smile before they kill themselves. - What do you want?
I...
Surely this will interest you.
- Another time? - Miss. No luck.
I see.
- It's nine thousand, is not it? - Ten.
It goes up. Ї Diamonds are scarce?
The diamonds are not, but the ladies are.
Pay him.
Have, sir.
Could you tell me who is staying in Suite 68?
- In 68? General Ostrovsky. - It must be an error.
OR...
- The general... is he married? - He's a widower, sir.
Live with your daughter, Miss Pauline.
- Are you brunette, young and very beautiful? - It's exquisite.
Go up directly and enter.
I'm sure he will not regret it.
By the way, since it goes up,
Can you take this telegram to Miss?
Excuse me, please.
Banking open to any amount.
- Would you help me...? - I am sorry. I have also ruined myself.
Thank God you're here. I already missed him.
They have given me this for you.
I always fear opening telegrams. Would you mind reading it to me?
Grandmother in serious condition. It's a matter of days.
Final possible at any time. Doctor Smirnakov.
It is very personal.
It's not good news.
Read it yourself.
Excuse me.
Father. Look, read this.
Mother...
Letter.
Nothing. Bacarrб.
- Banking open to all amounts. - 20 thousand.
- How do you bet? - I sign a payment.
Does not it have limits?
This will cover it.
As cash. My sincerely, tell me.
A receipt for the Gral.
That is 25 thousand.
What you say.
Five thousand by hand. I take the letters. Please.
- If you'll excuse me... - Why? Where does he go?
To the bed. Goodnight.
Nine.
Six.
- See? I wanted to leave and I lost. - I am so sorry. It's more than one.
Half a player, the time of the big jump.
- What's up? - From roulette to cards.
The casino closes, we open.
Does bad news always make her happy?
Do you prefer tears?
- I'm just crying with happiness. - Is not he happy?
Ask too much.
Excuse me It's professional deformation...
I know who you are. This city is very small.
Thanks for not having gone to Paris.
Excuse me but...
- I'm confused. - ЇSн?
I wonder why...
why am I here.
- You have not noticed? - If I have not noticed... what?
And I was so sure...
We seemed so united...
During the train ride with you near me,
All the solitaires went well.
For the first time the letters I wanted came out.
It was very exciting.
And I was responsible?
Of course I do!
Today in the casino I was losing until you have brought me luck.
Look, I'll show it to you. Play it for me.
I will thank you very much.
Excuse me... I'm laughing at myself.
Of all the reasons he spoke with me on the train,
This one would not have said it.
- How vain are you men. - You will like my presence.
- Although some woman... - Or maybe my literary reputation.
Once I started one of his books.
I have started writing many, but I never finish them.
Finish one with me.
With a wonderful ending.
Do you promise to read it?
Definitely. I love stories about the game.
I would not try that. I could not do it.
For me, writing is living.
I could not write a romantic novel without... being in love.
Not one about the game without becoming a player.
What theory was so alarming?
Do we remember a romantic novel?
By luck Our luck.
You do not play anymore, Pauline?
Armand!
No. Quite the contrary, dear. I have found a new inspiration.
I was asking for this gentleman's hand.
Really?
Not in marriage. To cut the deck.
- Do you know Mr. De Glasse? - I do not have the pleasure.
We invite you to the casino this afternoon.
Oh, yes. You work for the casino.
How funny The casino works for him.
Mr. De Glasse is banking in person.
The only one who never loses.
But I assume other risks.
- I did not miss him? - He found it!
The closure must have been released.
It would do well to repair it.
It would not help.
Whatever he does, he always seems to separate from me.
While I always return...
Now, if you'll excuse me, Miss.
It has given me a lot of interesting material... for a chapter.
Almost too much.
I kept the piece of gold he gave me, and the piece kept me in Wiesbaden.
I had to explore the strange passion that consumed that beautiful young woman
and away from me.
I was curious to feel it myself.
It was not the game itself, it caught my attention,
but the players.
The jovial and confident guy, with his cigar.
The nervous one, who smoked desperately
and he wandered like a ghost in a cemetery where his luck lies.
The moneylenders, tireless vultures,
always lying in wait for victims to suffocate them with vile deals.
And those who have seen it all a thousand times before. ;
The employees of the casino.
Haughty, looking indifferent to the old gentleman and his young lady.
A monolith and a neckline, a ticket and a kiss.
I was asking myself. ;
«What keeps you absorbed in this meaningless game?».
I felt his fever in my own pulse.
But what caused it was a mystery.
I could not resist experiencing it.
ODD
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
25, odd, red.
Excuse me, that was my bet.
I'm sure it was mine.
I must have been wrong.
That's right.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
26, pair, black.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
A cigarette?
You must be new here.
How much do I notice?
He still keeps his cigarette case. I also had one when I arrived.
- You'll think I stole your money. - I would not say it like that.
Well, I should, because I stole it.
And now let me introduce myself.
My name is Pitard, Aristide Pitard.
Professor of mathematics and thief.
A fascinating combination. Can I invite you to dinner?
- I prefer that you give me the money. - Are not you hungry?
Only the newbies spend money to eat.
Money is only used to buy an opportunity.
A player dies when he has no bets to make.
- The bullet is only the final touch. - But you are not so bad.
I have exhausted the moving stories.
He invented them by the dozens to take people's money.
In a way I do the same.
I'm a writer.
What a pity.
- Words will not help me. - Help sometimes is close.
I know.
It's just half a mile from the casino: The railway station.
You just have to take the train and leave.
But I've never been able to travel that half mile.
If I have money, I have no will.
And if I have a will, I do not have money.
Go home, Mr. Pitard, and pack your bags.
Ї Bags? I do not have any baggage.
Even easier. I accompanied him to the train.
Do I steal the money and want to pay my ticket home?
It has given me something more than a ticket.
It has given me an idea.
- Good evening, Mr. - Goodnight.
- Do you enjoy your stay? - More than I expected.
- He seems in a very good mood. - I'm satisfied with myself.
I just deprived you of your loyal customers.
- Really? You are dangerous. - Do you remember Mr. Pitard?
The same please.
At 8 o'clock in the afternoon I would have given you everything except your life.
And even this one would have sold it.
But right now he's on the train on his way home and...
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
Ўif I accompanied the train myself!
I've stolen it before and I've already told you I'm a thief and a liar.
14, pair, red.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
ЎAl red!
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
18, pair, red.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
- Everything red! - You're crazy!
Take the money, leave here and never come back.
ЎAl red!
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
26, pair, black.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
What was that?
I'm going to find the doctor again.
No. The doctor, no. A priest.
Bring the priest. Have, take a taxi.
Come back and pay me the ticket.
But this time I will not cheat you.
This time I will not return.
Do not let them sweep me out of life like trash.
No, wait for the priest.
Promise me a mass.
27, odd, red.
ЎRed!
I had to leave. I knew it!
That's the signal that they will not reject me upstairs.
Yes...
If I could repair a sin... I stole one thing.
Open my portfolio.
- A receipt from a lender. - Unplug it.
Go, unpack it and return it.
Who?
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. AmÃn.
Goodnight.
- It's hot, here. - What do you want? I was going to close.
I wanted to perform this.
Come on.
A religious medal ; The image of the redeemer.
Empeaado and redeemed by sinners.
I had to write about that sinful place,
where Christ lay forgotten in a house of endeavor
and the Devil wandered around the casino.
I began to understand that playing is more than winning or losing money.
The stake is always the soul.
- Miss! - Can I come in?
What an unexpected pleasure.
I worried about his soul.
Do not worry. I do not have soul.
- You have not noticed? - Do not.
I guess it was a mistake of mine. Please.
Only a moment. We do not have much time.
- You invite me to go out tonight. - Really?
I have consulted my letters. They told me to come.
- And you will not read me the future? - No, I want you to read mine.
Divide them into three parts.
Trítelas with affection, please. They are very sensitive.
Take one from each part and take them back.
- Very mysterious. - Something exciting?
The ten of diamonds: Money from an unexpected source.
The two...
one Love.
And this?
The queen of diamonds: Danger.
A selfish and irresistible woman for you.
You see it. He can not help it.
I will make him a player.
I have another proposal.
Let me make you woman.
What you want. But tríigame luck.
Know that morality is contagious.
Also the vice, the game above all.
We are warned.
Ї We go out to see who is the strongest?
What will he say to him?
The truth.
Armand accepts me as I am.
Really?
Interesting.
Of all the sensations, why did you choose the game?
He chose me.
As a child my father caught me while I was doing solitaires.
My first passion was the jack of spades.
And the last one?
Mr. de Glasse?
What unprofessional.
No player wishes luck in love.
My relationship with Armand is much deeper.
We are enemies.
One day we may marry.
Is that necessary?
Please, do not consider me a victim.
Armand is very attractive.
What attracts him to him?
Your money. I love that money.
Because he has won by playing.
He does not approve of me, does he?
Do you care?
No the truth is no.
As long as it's my pet...
I'll drag him to the casino and he'll help me make a fortune.
In the meantime... Do we offer for the bride?
It would not seem very flattering.
Count on my vanity.
Whatever I say, I'll see it as a compliment.
Agree.
If you insist...
For the woman...
More corrupting than I've ever known.
- Corruptor? - Corruptor.
Confused,
frustrated...
and empty.
But you will admit that charmingly.
Its charm is the capital that bets.
What he throws at the table.
Anything,
even a dying grandmother.
When a man is so discourteous to a woman,
is that he is in love with her.
You are not a woman.
- It's a symptom. - Of what?
Of the deadliest disease in the world:
The sophistication.
A little more champagne?
What more am I?
It is irritatingly beautiful.
Go... At last!
And it's all... what I hate.
Have.
I am sorry.
I did not want...
Should he hurt a woman to be human?
It seems.
The funny thing is that today I have tried to be nice.
Thank you.
Do we try again?
It's early to go somewhere.
I do not dare. You could make another toast.
Well, why not? I like that they talk about me.
What more am I?
I'm starting to think you're a liar.
Fedja...
Yes, that's what you are:
A liar.
Even your weakness is a fraud.
It has the taste of honesty.
- You're wrong. - Do not speak.
Tell me the truth in another way.
Good morning.
I always dismiss you from your work.
ЎPauline! You got up early.
I was restless.
After what you told me, I had to go find my soul.
I just gave you one.
Thank you.
How does it feel?
I'm confused.
Where do you go?
Does the novel progress?
I do not know if I do the right thing with my hero.
It is prudent to change a person so...
perfect in its way,
so terribly frivolous?
You insult sweetly in the morning.
No, Fedja, it's too late to repent.
You wanted to reform me and you have done it.
Now I am a virtuous woman.
I deserve it.
Well, I'm not so virtuous.
Good night dear.
- It's been a beautiful chapter. - But not the last one.
I'm afraid I'm.
I have already been happier than I deserve.
Why do you say it?
Because I'm falling in love...
and I can not afford it.
When will I see you again?
You are destroying my life.
When will I see you?
- Morning in the morning. - Where?
At the fountain, at 11.
- Father. - Dear!
I did not know you were at home. Was going to...
- You know where the money is. - Thank you dear.
Armand has asked for you. Do not you think to enter?
Father...
What would you say if I was falling in love?
Pauline, I can not believe it.
What have I done to deserve this?
First mother and now...
- This terrible blow. - Is there another telegram?
Yes, tonight. It is much better.
It will not be from that writer...
I knew it.
That's why I hate literature. Spread vulgar ideas.
What's wrong with you, father?
- And the sense of humor? - Humor does not paint anything.
My daughter changes before my eyes...
- Come on, daddy... - It's true!
We were a perfect team.
It is up to you to stop this literary break.
I will not interfere.
But remember this: Armand is not stupid.
If it gets nasty,
I'm afraid that I will not be able to laugh at the consequences.
It's fine, father.
Do not worry.
When have I failed you?
You speak like a soldier's daughter!
Self-discipline, my daughter. Where would we be without her?
Good night dear. And remember:
Love is a pastime of the middle class.
Ў Mr. ЇA bit of mineral water?
It's good.
- Good morning! - Good morning, general.
To your health, sir. The best for rheumatism.
I'm glad to see you. We could not...
- Excuse me, general... - There's no reason to hurry.
She will not come.
- Is that a message? - A father has his duties.
Do we sit?
Can you do solitaires?
Napoleon made them before his battles.
I'm ready to fight. Let's talk clearly.
It is for my honor.
We will not talk about your daughter?
My honor and my daughter are very close.
It's awful.
- How does it say? - I can not get the jack out of the hole.
I will cheat.
A simple solution.
I'm not just Pauline's father.
I am also his mother.
- Your happiness... - I know.
Reside in casino banking.
Age and rheumatism do not allow me to answer him with the sword.
But I am a good shooter.
I would get this ace of spades to 20 steps.
But the loner would not end.
True.
It would give the same. My letters have not been good lately.
Please let an old soldier carry his misfortune with dignity.
I ask you seriously:
Leave my daughter alone.
Ї Pauline as you wish?
If not, it would not be here.
It's very hard for her and begs her not to make it harder.
Morning goes to Rome on her wedding trip.
He has asked me to tell him goodbye.
Is she responsible for her debts to Mr. De Grasse?
Accept a very great, general sacrifice.
Maybe, and with deep sorrow...
But that's the way we are!
A proud family, united in matters of honor.
Has it been clear?
- Perfectly. - Good! Since we are the same,
What do you think of a little game?
- We do not play high, in the morning. - No thanks.
Let him take the jack of spades from the hole.
There is a message for you.
From whom?
From the priest of the parish.
MASS OF RECORDACIÃ "N BY ARISTIDE PITARD"
I did not know you knew him.
I used to see him in the casino.
It suited me well.
He brought me luck once, just like you did.
He never had much.
He does not need it anymore.
Did you meet him?
One night.
Yes.
One night can unite two people very much.
Pauline...
I have something of yours.
ЎMy medal!
It was stolen.
How is that...?
Our friend has returned it to you.
It was his last wish.
And you had to give it to me?
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
I have to go.
Pauline, it does not make sense.
It's not just the money, is it? Tell me the truth.
You act as if that man possessed you.
Why?
I do not like to talk about it.
A year ago, before grandma got sick,
Dad gave Armand two bills, each one hundred thousand.
I understand.
Now the payments have won and the grandmother has not.
It's not just that.
Papb is a distracted old man.
They asked for a guarantor and a colonel was invented.
Oh, Pauline...
This is ridiculous. 200 thousand dollars can not separate us.
Yes when you do not have it.
It's useless, Fedja. The bank always wins.
It was fun before I met you.
Now everything is so far away...
And it is impossible to do anything.
Adiús, dear.
A little favor to daddy.
Two payments, each one hundred thousand.
Two signatures, two pieces of paper.
200000.
I do not want to fall in love, Fedja. It would not work.
- 200000. - The bank always wins.
- The only one who never loses. - 200000.
- Adius, dear. - 200000.
Do you give me your hat, sir?
Your receipt: Number one. It's the first one today.
I gave him luck.
Sit where you want. We are fixing the tables.
- Does this change me? - Right away, sir.
Match, sir.
To the one.
It does not go any more.
35, odd, black.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
To the one!
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
19, odd, red.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
At 26.
At 26!
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
One, odd, red.
- I must continue with the one. - The 26 is inevitable.
At this table it takes three days without leaving.
- Make a game, Sras. And Srs. - To the one. I will repeat.
At 26.
- 27 red. - No more, Sras. And Srs.
26, pair, black.
The statistics, young man.
The statistics never fails.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
Does this change me, please?
21, odd, red.
25, odd, red.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
Does this change me, please?
Right away.
It does not matter! ЎMil to red!
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
Nine, odd, red.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
Thousand to red.
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
18, pair, red.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
Everything red.
Wait! Change to black.
All right, sir. Beat it to the black.
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
Ten, pair, black.
What intuition?
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
I'm still with the black one.
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
28, pair, black.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
- To the black. - I'm the black one too!
Ў Outside the statistics!
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
A moment!
Ў Change to red!
- Sorry, too late. - If it's been a second!
After the no go there is no change.
Your bet is on black.
17, odd, black.
Give me my money! I can not stand it!
I do not intend to play with beginners!
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
ЎAl black!
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
Ten, pair, black.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
- To the black. - He's crazy.
Listen to me. Stop now.
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
All black.
- I accept it, sir? - Late again.
- I've spoken before the croupier! - I am sorry. Inverted bet.
25, odd, red.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
To the one!
It exceeds the maximum. No more than a thousand to a number.
Well a thousand to one and a thousand to 26.
- And two... - No more, Sras. And Srs.
26, pair, black.
You are great! Lose one and win 35.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
Thousand to one.
Ten thousand to the first row.
Fifteen thousand red.
15 thousand a pair.
ЎAgainst yourself!
Fifteen thousand odd.
Ten thousand to the first column.
- Y... - No more, Sras. And Srs.
One, odd, red.
You are a magician! Win on each play.
And so it happened all day.
I was winning and winning.
I could not make a mistake.
To the one!
And they all imitated me, they bet my numbers.
He was the leader of a great army raised against the power of roulette.
By nightfall he had made a fortune.
32, pair, red.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
I did not know how much I had won. I did not care.
I was stunned, blind, dizzy.
The numbers flowed. ;
Red, black, odd, even, one, 26, 35.
And then zero, barring it all as death.
At last I was beginning to feel that passion.
It was almost sensual.
I saw a number (the 8), I wanted it,
the general made the bet,
my army followed me fanatically.
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
Eight, eight, eight...
I had to come to me.
Eight, pair, black.
It was mine. Mn.
This taste of power was sweet, sweeter than love.
A moment, Sras. And Srs.
We must suspend the game until we receive more money.
The bank has jumped.
Lacayo! Lacayo!
Lacayo!
Five, ten thousand...
15, 25 thousand, 30 thousand, 35, 50 thousand...
55, 60 thousand...
70 thousand, 80, 90...
90 thousand, 95...
95, 100 thousand, 125, 150 thousand...
231,750.
Luck is with you, friend.
- Allow me to congratulate you. - And to mn congratulate you.
- ЇA mн? - Mrs. And Srs., The game is resumed.
- Do you want to continue, sir? - Do not.
I've played enough.
Do you want to follow me?
- You too. - I?
Come in, gentlemen. Are they going to drink?
- That always. - A coac?
Not me thanks.
It seems he travels with a lot of luggage.
Pick me 253,750 in big bills.
He will take his earnings comfortably.
Thanks, but the amount is only 231 thousand.
Whoever has counted your money has been wrong.
- Good coac. Does another one serve me? - Yourself.
He has achieved something spectacular. What can I do for you?
The General is here to recover the 200 thousand of his payments.
- This was not between us? - I had no idea.
It's a surprise.
Although it is a relief to change creditor.
I want to say that... I feel very honored by this gesture.
Yes, a kind gesture. It will be very appreciated.
Will you give me the payments?
Stupid of mn. They are in the safe of the bank.
And tomorrow is Sunday. I am sorry.
Payments can wait. With the receipt will suffice.
The impetuous artist. That's not custom, sir.
As soon as Monday opens, the bank will have the payments.
It would be a pleasure to keep your money until...
Monday at nine.
Goodnight.
TO THE CENTRAL STATION OF ROME
True, the fire is beautiful?
Rome burning.
Do not unpack your bags. There are other cities.
Almost too many. I can not decide.
Where are we going?
Once you stopped me from going to Paris.
- Let's resume that trip. - I would love it.
It is strange.
You beat me at roulette and it did not bother me.
I won the Devil in his game.
And he does not know how to lose. We must humble ourselves and pray.
We will pray.
- He will guide us. - Insurance.
Although we do not deserve it.
Let's try it.
I will never play again.
When do we go out?
I saw the schedules somewhere. Here they are.
Trains to France.
Pages 17 to 21.
The 17...
Good number.
You're still in the casino.
I have discovered a curious union between people and numbers.
My lucky numbers add up to eight.
On the 17th, my favorite. One and seven, eight.
Or the 26. Two and six, eight.
Or the 35. Three and five, eight. All eight.
Fedja...
Can not we go tonight?
And who would collect the payments?
ЇPap? Ї Leave him alone in Wiesbaden with all that money?
You're right, honey.
Kiss me.
Let's make this night wonderful.
- Let me plan it. - The night is yours, Miss.
First, to the opera. They give "La Traviata" tonight.
And then a walk in the light of the moon to a very romantic place.
But it will be a secret.
- Can I know where we'll meet? - In the lobby, at eight.
At eight o'clock.
Eight eight...
At eight in the hall. In reception.
I want to make a deposit in the safe.
235 thousand.
- The manager has left. Now come back. - I'm waiting for you.
I ask for a taxi?
No thanks. I'm waiting for Ms. Ostrovsky.
- A coac. - Right away.
It was interesting.
The zero came out three times.
I went to 28 and recovered in 4, 7 and 32.
So I bet 8 and it went even.
Ўincreble!
- Incredible, yes. - Your coac, sir.
- Do you want to sit? - No thanks. I have little time.
Fedja...
- I'm sorry to be late. - ЎPauline!
- What time is it? - We'll see the end of the first act.
A thousand to 15.
It's just a moment.
Two thousand to the first column, two thousand to the black...
- I thought you'd wait for me at the hotel. - How? Oh, I was playing.
- And a thousand... - No more, Sras. And Srs.
Grab some money Sit down, play a little.
16, pair, red.
- Fedja, let's go, please. - Just a moment. Everything is going wrong.
- Make a game, Sras. And Srs. - A thousand to 15...
four thousand to the first column and four thousand to black.
Stand to my left. The right gives bad luck.
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
- Zero. - I forgot to cover myself.
- You insinuate that I have distracted you. - Is not that. Is that...
I feel that you are not with me.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
- Adius, Fedja. - Please wait.
I wait for you at the opera. Box number five.
Agree.
At five.
ЎPauline!
Congratulations, Pauline.
The child has learned fast.
Tonight a player was born.
The godmother can be proud.
You do not understand Feodor.
It's just that... This environment stimulates you.
A writer lives on experiences.
- An expensive diet. - How much has he lost?
More than what he has.
That's what you expect, is not it? You're wrong.
- It is different. He plays for... - Money.
Vulgar and current money. Desengbæate.
It does not matter who or what they are. They taste it and they get hooked.
It's not true!
It is incredible how you have changed.
You have become a woman because of this slack.
What will you give but words? Come back with me, Pauline.
Sentimentality does not suit you, Armand.
You said you were realistic.
I am.
I always adapt to changing situations.
And here the situation changes at every moment.
I do not change when making a decision.
Goodnight.
Make a play, Sras. And Srs.
Fedja...
What time is it?
More than three.
So late? I must have fallen asleep.
I'm glad you're here.
I had a nightmare.
I've dreamed of Mr. Pitard.
Pitard?
I was pale and strange.
The glassy eyes.
It was approaching me and suddenly I realized...
It was not Mr. Pitard, was it?
Throw fire, dear.
Your dream was not so absurd, Pauline.
I have lost everything.
Everything he had, what he had won for you.
I knew it.
It had to happen. It's my fault.
It is nobody's fault. I had to be like that.
With me it is always like that.
Now I have to reach the end.
What happens to you? Fedja...
Nothing.
I am a little...
dizzy.
- I call a doctor? - No, they can not do anything.
These fades come...
and they go.
Do you suffer often?
They are signs of danger.
They warn me that I must stop.
But I can never.
I do not understand what you are saying. I do not understand anything.
Do not worry. I will not finish with a bullet.
- I'm curious about the future. - ЇCuriousness?
Fedja, this is crazy. Tomorrow we leave.
I care about you, the others no longer:
The payments of pap... I need money, Pauline.
- Can you give me something? - Fedja...
I must try once more.
I'll get everything back, even tonight.
- I know I'm going to be lucky. - I will not let you.
Escъchame: Nothing deserves what that will cost us.
Cariсo, take me. I'm here, I'm yours.
Pauline...
This is my last bench tonight. Better said, this morning.
- Banking open to all amounts. - Three thousand.
50 thousand.
Everything a mystery.
A kingdom in the Himalayas, diamonds, elephants... and a harem.
Why do you play?
He wants to forget his wife number 32.
500 - Two thousand.
- Five thousand. - Two thousand.
Five thousand.
Ten thousand.
Five thousand.
One thousand.
Fifteen thousand.
You are a hand.
No more letters.
Letter, please.
Five.
Four.
Two.
30 thousand.
You and me, huh?
Letter, please.
Seven.
Six.
60 thousand.
Nine.
A man of unforeseen resources.
Give him 60 thousand.
On the table. 120 thousand to my next hand.
He wants to get everything back, is not he?
I agree.
120 thousand.
Letter.
Six.
Seven.
It has been a pleasure.
ЎFive thousand!
- Put your money. - I sign a payment.
- With what guarantee? - The rights of my next book.
- When will you write it? - I'm writing now.
Here, in this same table.
Then it will be fun.
Prepare the receipts for you to sign.
Eight.
Nine.
Ten thousand!
What guarantee?
All my works.
Be more concrete.
ЇFrom everything you write or what you have written?
I speak of my future books.
Mortgage your future.
A dubious investment.
It's fine: Everything. Past present Future.
The work of my whole life.
Very tempting.
If the next May Day you have not paid your debt,
I will own your complete work and the rights will be paid to m...
- Are you crazy? - I accept the agreement!
Amend the receipts as well.
Just a moment.
Let's leave it in writing.
ЇPrepared?
Nine.
You win.
And the letters are over.
That others bring! Mil15 thousand!
I am sorry. We would speculate with his immortality.
I want to continue! Up to the maximum...
or the minimum!
- Take my cigarette case! - I'm not a wage-earner.
Surely you find many in this city.
You are in debt to me!
He deliberately withheld payments.
He refused to accept the money so that he would lose it.
Ў Tramposo!
If you want to ask the gentleman for satisfaction,
It will be a pleasure to represent you.
I will take satisfaction with my time.
And with my weapons.
Coward.
Ў Coward!
Please, Mr., not to Miss.
"Satisfied, Armand?"
Not yet.
I know I am not a social or literary eminence.
Payment for being seen as a gentleman.
Friend, know that we hold you in high esteem.
As high as your payments, Gral.
Here it is.
You would consider me the cause of Miss Unhappiness.
That privilege is now entirely his.
Excuse me.
Good morning.
ЎFedja!
It's so funny! ЎTan extremely funny!
The three of us looking at each other without knowing what to say
and striving to look human.
Good morning, general!
How is your dignity today?
And you, queen of hearts,
What does it feel like to be won and lost in two days?
Ridiculous.
Destination,
painted figures, grotesque faces...
Why you lose... life.
Have not you seen him before?
Of course I am.
Once he played something.
- He looked better. - How much?
The usual question.
Everyone always ends here.
But you very fast.
What was he trying? Win a fortune?
How much?
A watch, huh?
Yes, the clock is always first.
I hated his ugly, greedy face.
I knew he would cheat me.
He gave me just enough to pay my bills.
But I did not pay for them.
It does not go any further, Sras. And Srs.
I played at 17.
But it did not come out.
The bills were coming.
Like the one, the 26, the odd one,
the red and the black...
when I did not bet on them.
I started to shun everyone, especially Pauline.
I avoided it whenever I could.
Sometimes I suspected that he followed me deliberately,
Because I still loved her.
It made me feel guilty,
and for making me feel guilty.
I hated her.
I was coming out of the service staircase. I owed money to half the hotel.
I did not tip. They did not greet me.
One day I saw another guest in my room.
They had sent me to the service rooms of the 5th floor.
It was like the prison of a kidnapper.
But with a refinement for torture. ;
The view.
The view was always the same.
Ў Friend! Where have you hidden these weeks?
He has hardly been seen by the casino. Why?
A silly question.
Have, with ten maybe enough.
I did not thank you.
It is by precaution: Give them 10 before they ask for 15.
I know what happens: He takes things very seriously.
Look at me: If I screw up, I give a party.
Champagne, caviar and visit to the tailor just to sign more bills.
That is the great secret:
Never let your creditors be passive.
I like your philosophy, general.
- But I do not have influential friends. - I will not have them, being that way.
Why have you neglected Pauline? She does not say anything, but I see it.
We do not forget what he did for us, so...
This may interest you.
Poor mother He has already ordered a silver coffin.
«Silver box». ;
I recorded it in my brain with a special meaning.
Pauline would soon be rich.
Very rich.
And he still loved me.
I tried to silence that thought so as not to lose all respect,
but he still wanted the death of a harmless old woman.
What happens?
What do you see?
To my mother.
ЎMam!
I do not come by car.
But mamb, how could you make this trip?
Bring my jeweler here.
I ignored the doctors and took a train.
- And your health? - Better than ever.
I want Ivan here, by my side.
I went to the doctors.
They only looked at me over their glasses shaking their heads.
Then I called the midwife with whom you were unfortunately born.
And she cursed you, mam?
He gave me some herbs, three blankets...
and here I am.
- Where do you want it, lady? - In my bedroom.
"Granny!"
It is wonderful that you have come. I did not believe it.
Fedja...
- I had not seen you. - I saw your father on the street and...
Shoot me, little daughter.
You are in love.
Yes, grandma.
And why he looks at me...
so somber?
Because you are wonderful.
Nonsense.
You are one of many.
Betting your money and waiting for mine.
What do you say to that?
Nothing.
At least it is sincere.
You are friends. Insurance.
We will be a family.
Pretty family...
Little hypocrite...
I would be furious if you were not as pretty as I was.
Nobody is as pretty as you. Please, stay.
Of course I do! We will not let it go.
I believe that.
What do you have there?
Give it to me.
Letters...
I'm ashamed to have a madman for a son.
Do not you know how to throw money better?
I understand men like tъ: The gypsies, the dance, the wine...
At my wedding they danced for three weeks.
Some guests are still drunk. They had a lot of fun.
But the letters...
Let the luck speak.
Many things can be done with the cards, mamb.
- Nonsense. Show me one. - It is very simple.
For example:
One for you, one for me,
one for you and one for me.
Now, go back.
- And what? - 5 more 4, 9. 3 more 2, 5.
You win tъ, mamb.
Really?
- Do it again. - As you want.
One for you, one for me.
Three more five, eight.
Two. You win tъ again, mamb.
It is a game of children.
I do not understand how an adult can lose a fortune with this.
So you can see how silly you are, let's try again.
Very good, mam. But...
let's make it more interesting.
Do we play with money?
I still have some money left from the trip.
- ЇTo two coins the game? - Very expensive. A.
As you like.
No. Barbjalas.
- You do not trust, mom. - I know my son. Short me.
- Eight. - Six.
- The bank is half a million. - I accept: Banking.
- We can not leave her. - You taught him to play.
I did not know what would be thrown so much.
Five.
Six.
Why do you breathe like that?
Why will Pauline lose her dowry?
The banking is in a million.
I accept: Banking.
Six.
Eight.
The banking is two million.
Mam...
I accept: Banking.
Your letters, lady.
Seven.
Nine.
The bank is four million.
Banking.
ЎEight!
Nine.
The bank is eight million.
Maybe it's a little high.
Ї Ms. Do you want to play a part?
If she is tired,
It will be a pleasure to play again when the lady arranges.
We'll have to postpone this meeting, Your Highness.
At least until the day of final judgment.
Of all of us, she was the only winner.
He had won eternal peace.
I almost envied her.
How much I wanted to get rid of the game, of that life,
but above all of myself.
Goodnight.
Do you remember me?
A cigarette?
Have you forgotten?
His cigarette case is in the nursing home.
Your hand is empty.
And you too, friend.
Go away. Be practical.
Allow me to pay for the trip.
I do not forget that once you paid me mine.
I'm ready for that?
You will not notice anything.
Have.
I will show you the way.
Fedja...
Are you okay?
Shut up.
- You're dizzy. - You have not seen my friend?
It is gone.
- I am alone. - You are not. I'm with you.
Poor Pauline.
You still love me.
You love a sick man.
I must be very sick.
Or it would not hurt you so much.
That is not what you want.
Let 'me help you. You have to rest.
I recovered it for you. Do you remember?
Now I need it!
You are so Beautiful.
Adi, Pauline.
- You again? - Hurry up.
A medal!
- Where did he get it from? - I played it here.
Oh, yes, and I would still have it if you had not come.
No, I do not want memories of saints again.
Street and give me the money.
Money? ЎNot worth the paper to wrap it!
Look...
Today I'm not for jokes. It's better that he gave me something.
So I better pay him...
- Well, I'm not going to pay you! - I need something to live...
Why should he continue to live?
And why does a witch like you live?
Live from the misery of other people.
- It steals your last chance. - It's my money!
To be so smart he has not come very far.
I want that money.
- Now. - I'm not going to tell him!
I do not like his face!
ЎTake your trinket and leave!
Are you still here? I told him to leave!
ЎAuxilia! Come on quickly, Mr. Hubert!
There's a dead man in my store! He has given him an attack!
If I had seen his face...
It looked like a rabid dog.
Look! Ў I have broken the mirror!
Outside! I do not want to know anything about him!
Escъchame.
You know me for what I am. ;
A sinner full of hate and darkness.
But it is to myself that I hate the most.
No! Do not let him hear you.
Give me strength.
Help me, Father.
Piety.
Where there is hate...
give me Love.
Where there is darkness...
Give me light.
Smell me.
Suffer me from the evil in me.
My clothes were divided
and they put my technique to luck.
Hallelujah.
The chorus still resonates as I write this last chapter.
He tells me that my prayer has been heard.
Now that I have paid my debts to heaven,
I know that with this book I will pay my debts on earth.
All...
except one.
I can not give Pauline's back.
I will love her humbly for the rest of my life.
I do not deserve your love.
I just wish that some day...
she read this book...
and forgive me.
Oh, dear.
No, Fedja, this is not the last chapter.
Pauline...