Formula for a Murder (7, Hyden Park la casa maledetta)

FORMULA FOR A MURDER

Trinity Church, go ahead.

No Father Peter Farlow's conference is already over.

Both the Catholic and Episcopal priests have left.

You're welcome.

Park Street Church.

No, Father Peter Farlow isn't in his study.

He's leaving for Baltimore.

He said he'd to stop by his parish before leaving Boston.

You're welcome.

I must kill a man.

That's a terrible thought! Monstrous!

- I must do it, it's been decided. - No!

There's no reason on earth that justifies murder!

Pray with me, brother, ask for forgiveness and you'll be helped.

My Lord, listen to my prayer.

I repent my sins with all my heart.

My Lord, I repent my sins, with all my heart.

Take pity on me.

Forgive me for wanting to kill one of my brothers of the cloth.

Free your soul of this enormous weight.

- Confess his name. - It's you, priest!

- You know which books you want? - Leave it up to Mr. Morris.

He knows what I like.

Keep leaving it up to Mr. Morris and he'll end up selling you his bookshop.

That's a thought. I really will buy it one day.

Books are dangerous, they teach you to talk about things you know nothing about.

A phrase by Rousseau.

How could you say it if you hadn't read it?

We're late.

If Craig notices he'll get upset.

All he thinks about are the competitions and keeping me in shape.

He's getting more demanding every day, have you noticed?

He wants you to win.

Doesn't he know I'm only doing it so as not to disappoint him.

It keeps him motivated with his work at the sports club.

Not just with me.

Are you sure that's the reason?

- What do you mean? - No, nothing.

It's just that I can't help seeing him as a rival.

Okay, parry and on guard.

Good.

Keep your guard UP-

Now you attack.

Stretch your arm out and move in with your shoulder.

Like that. Now, on guard.

Come on.

Parry and thrust, like that.

Very good, try again.

You're great. On guard.

Now parry and thrust, but be careful.

Very good. Again .

You got me! Very good.

You're good.

After New York you'll win at the Olympics, you'll see.

- Congratulations. - Thanks.

Let's work on your archery. Give me the foil.

- Tomorrow you'll change opponent. - Okay.

Doctor Sernich, has Joanna's special medicine arrived?

No.

All done, we can go.

An almost perfect bulls eye.

You're great.

- You're sure to win in New York. - Especially if you only coach me...

- and forget about the others. - You're entitled to a few privileges.

This sports centre is all your work. You financed it with your money.

I did it to prove that being paralyzed doesn't mean giving up on life...

and I'm not going to stop here.

I'm donating a large part of my inheritance to a clinic for paraplegics.

I'll also convince those who are paralyzed in spirit...

the ones who have lost all hope, to never give up on life.

- It can't be easy for you. - Nothing is easy for me.

My life has been an uphill struggle since the accident.

It will be less tiring when you have a devoted husband to help you.

I'm not looking for compassion.

The help I'm offering you is out of love.

I still feel scared.

Unprepared.

It's time to go.

I guess I'll see you tomorrow.

You can count on it.

- What time are you coming? - Before you realise you're waiting.

Time for the javelin.

Try keeping your arm further back.

See? You can still improve if you listen to me.

Joanna.

Joanna?

- Yes, Ruth, you said something? - Nothing important.

Go ahead, I'm listening. What is it?

I've asked the maid and gardener to come while we're at the sports centre.

So you won't see them around the house so much, are you happy?

Sorry, but I don't feel like talking about it now.

Perhaps you don't feel like talking to me.

Mr. Foster called this morning.

He said he needs some clarification about the accounts.

You have to call him back...

and fix an appointment with him and the later.

He came to the sports centre earlier, everything's been agreed.

We're in perfect agreement.

It's strange you didn't see him.

I was always there, I didn't move.

Go on then!

Go, go, go!

Very good, Freddie, you're still number one.

Try with your arm further back.

See? You can still improve if you listen to me.

Just move your arm further back.

What's on your mind today?

You seem hostile, distant.

Why don't you talk to me if something's bothering you?

You know how dear you are to me.

- Who is it at this hour? - I have no idea.

What do you want Father Davis?

I'd like to talk to Joanna, please.

Joanna's in the sauna. Naturally she can't see you now.

Yes, I understand.

- May I wait? - No, she's tired, I want her to rest.

Come back tomorrow.

But call first, to let us know.

- Well, who was it? - Father Davis.

What did he want?

I didn't give him the chance, I sent him away immediately.

Why?

Because he's a meddling priest, I don't like him.

You've never liked Father Peter Farlow either.

Relax.

Craig asked me to marry him.

- And what did you say? - That I need time to decide.

No, you've already decided. Don't lie to yourself.

Ruth!

What's wrong with you?

Do you want to leave me alone here?

You're my legs, and my strength.

You're the strongest out of us mo.

I'm nothing without you.

Our wonderful friendship, this house, that's so peaceful.

It was too good to last.

Nothing's going to change between us, you'll stay here with me.

Besides, I still haven't decided if I'm going to marry Craig.

I'm scared.

- I'm gambling with happiness. - Life's a gamble.

But I'm gambling on a crippled horse.

Good.

Very good.

The student has surpassed the teacher.

- What are you doing? - Forcing you to hug me.

Please, put me down. You know I won't let anyone...

I know you won't let anyone do these things...

but you'll have to allow me this and more when we're husband and wife.

- But I still haven't decided. - Well I have.

I've got it all worked out.

Come on, it's crazy, It's absurd talking about marriage.

Look at me, my legs are lifeless.

I can't even laugh or cry without pressing my diaphragm.

Like a mechanical doll that only laughs and cries on command.

Marry me, and stop feeling sorry for yourself.

Give me time to think, please.

Sorry, but you're out of time. I intend marrying you very soon.

- What does very soon mean? - Today.

My god, you're crazy.

Then let's do it tomorrow, or the day after, if you prefer.

I found out that getting married is the simplest thing in the world.

I'm starting to think you may be right.

- Joanna told me you're getting married. - Yes, tomorrow.

You know her paralysis is incurable?

Yes. A lesion on her spinal column.

There's something else you must know.

It happened when Joanna was eleven.

She fell down some stairs, trying to get away from a maniac.

A phoney priest who went around enticing and raping little girls.

Was Joanna raped?

Yes.

- Where is that maniac now? - Santa Fe, in a penitentiary.

If they haven't already released him.

Strange.

Joanna never mentioned this to me.

That's the point.

Joanna doesn't remember any of it.

They tried psychoanalysis, but they were forced to give up.

You see, blanking out the incident should help her...

Not just on a psychic level.

But memories of the incident could provoke a fatal heart attack.

If I've understood correctly, Joanna refuses to remember the trauma.

Reliving a similar violent experience, she'd die?

I'm afraid so.

There's a chance that while I'm making love to her...

Joanna could have a reaction that would put her life in danger.

- Is that what worries you? - No.

Just take it into account.

I will, doctor Sernich. I love Joanna.

Do you want me?

Yes.

I'd given up on love.

It's an emotional moment for me.

Are you scared?

Not with you.

Are you happy?

- And you? - Very.

Like I've never been before.

Joanna has arrived.