Sodom and Gomorrah!
Is there two fo them? I think it's just one...
- One what?
- One Gomorrah.
Who modeled for it?
Both. My father installed it, God forbid.
And my father was a heartbreaker, sweet memories to him.
She looks like Praskov Tulupova.
She was a daughter of the mill owner.
Wow, quite a beauty...
The moment our owner saw her, he lost his mind.
He said he'd either marry her or make a copy out of marble.
So amor happened to him?.
What?
Amor...
Her name was Praskovia.
Not amor, and not Praskovia...
It's Gisel.
A french girl.
I recognized her.
Her foot.
No, it's not Gisel!
Gisel was a brunette, this one is all white.
Your tongue.
Close. Open up.
Close. Open.
What are his symptoms?
His head is his symptom.
That's good. His lungs are breathing, his heart is pumping.
And his head?
The head is a dark subject and is not up to investigations.
That's wise. Please to the table, doctor, what God sent us.
To the table with my pleasure. If the doctor is well fed, the patient feels better.
He suffers from hyppochondria.
Hyppochnodria is a strong lust,
which keeps the soul in a constantly sad state.
Medicine knows different solutions, the best and the safest of which is - a conversation.
A word can cure, a conversation eliminates thoughts.
- Would you like to converse, mylord?
- What about?
Whatever you'd like.
About the war with the turks, about peculiarities of climate,
or, for example, about count Cagliostro.
- Whom?
- Cagliostro.
A famous magician of dark forces.
Recently, he made quite a trouble in St-Petersbourg.
As newspapers say - he grew gems and did fortune telling.
Also they say that for Madame Golovina
he created an image of her dead husband from a portrait,
and so well that she felt his presence very well and currently is pregnant…
Materialisaion! It's called
"materialization of senses and ideas".
I read about these misteries!
Why are you so anxious, my friend?!
You should not get up!
Return to bed this same moment!
Auntie, darling! I thought of him, Cagliostro!
I was going to write to him to Paris, London…
And he's here, in Russia!
Moreover, he's within 30 miles from here.
His carriage is broken, the blacksmith is nowhere to be found. So he's in some hotel, feeding bedbugs…
Bedbugs?!
A great man! Master!… Feeding bedbugs?!
But they, my lord, don't care - a master or not a master.
Don't care?!
Bedbugs don't care, but thank God in Russia there are still a few educated people!
I won't let you!
There are still people who value education!
No! No!
Alexis! Alexis!
- Vika! Door keys!
- Just a moment mylady!
Stepan, my horse!
Won't let you!
Some people value education!
Creepy place. No chicks, nobody plays cards.
I stole a silver spoon in a diner. They assumed that it never was there!
Barbarians, wild place,
I want to go hoome.
And where is your home?
No idea. I was born on a boat, but nobody remembers where it was going to and from.
And what about you, Jacob?
- I'm not born yet.
- Not yet?
- Nope.
- So what are you thinking to do?
I'm going to go through a chain of births, as a result I will appear to the world as the prince of Wales.
This won't be soon though,,
in a few centuries, in the 20th century maybe.
Mr.Cagliostro promised that to me. So I don't care about my current state.
But I do! In the future I'll be a cat. So I care about every moment of now.
I don't understand why we're stuck here!
- We're waiting for  Lorenza.
- He doesn't give a damb about Lorenza, nor about us!
- Your thoughts are far, my darling?
- I'm thinking of my daddy…
It's me who should be thinking of your daddy
And you should think of me.
And preferrably without dislike…
- What dislike are you talking about?
- Am I so disgusting for you?
- Oh no, Master Cagliostro!
Guiseppe!
I asked you to call me by my first name. Guiseppe
Or just Giusi. My mother used to call me like this.
And caress my hair… Like this.
Your exellency… I'm in your full power…
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