- I am speaking to you now
as if I have known you all your life.
And we are joined by all that is unholy and unperceived.
I want you to listen to me.
I am speaking to you heart to heart and mind to mind.
My voice is your voice.
You are closer to me now that you have ever been
to anyone in your entire life.
My heartbeat is your heartbeat.
I'm speaking to you heart to heart and mind to mind.
My voice is your voice.
What I think, what I feel, what I wish
is what you think, what you feel, and what you wish.
My heartbeat is your heartbeat.
We are bound together by all things that are holy
and unperceived.
Now I want you to listen to me.
I want you to rise to me.
Rise.
Rise to me.
Rise.
That's it.
Relax.
Rise.
- I enjoyed your book, Dr. Wainwright.
- Well, thank you very much.
- You know, you even look like svengali.
- Yes, many people have said that.
- Excuse me.
Won't you join me at the bar for a moment?
- Well, thank you very much.
It'd be my pleasure, excuse me.
- Thank you.
- Well, now I've published your book, Wainwright,
there's one question I've meant to ask you.
Tell me, how do I know that you're really
the second svengali?
- You saw my demonstration.
- Well, yes, your demonstration was very persuasive,
but after all, those tricks could have been performed
by any competent magician, it was mere illusion.
- I find the fact that my publisher's not read my book
as highly insulting.
- Of course I haven't read your book!
If you'll forgive me for not using your stage name,
Dr. Wainwright, let me remind you that
before you entered this business of illusions,
you were famous as a brilliant university scholar.
That's why we bought your manuscript.
- Well, one talent does not imply the other.
Many brilliant scholars are useless fools.
- So are many authors!
- But you believe in my psychic powers?
- I do not doubt your psychic powers, svengali.
It's the character of Dr. Wainwright that raises certain
difficult questions.
- The reason that svengali chose me for his incarnation
and manifestation are clearly outlined in my book,
copies of which, thanks to you,
are appearing in any bookstore in this country.
If you'll excuse me, sir Stephen.
- Just a minute, Dr. Wainwright.
If you are really the second svengali,
then you'll remember who I am.
- The blood of the rose.
Then no one's been fooled.
- Dr. Wainwright,
everyone has been fooled.
Except me.
- What do you want?
There's no way that anybody can not know.
If it's obvious to you,
it's obvious to everybody else.
- I'm telling you.
No one imagines that you're really svengali.
Everyone thinks it's a conventional publicity stunt.
A man writes a book about reincarnation,
of course he claims to be reincarnated himself.
Especially in the case of a character as strong as svengali.
They all think it's a gimmick that we created
to add a little charm and glamor to a scholarly treatise.
A scholarly treatise, by the way, that's a best seller.
The clearest proof to me that everyone has been fooled.
Enjoy the show, Dr. Wainwright.
- They do that all the time.
- Why?
- Life gave him a small brain and a big appetite.
He thinks it's the other way around.
- Who is he?
- Roland's the manager of this club.
Although he'll take what he can get on the side.
Because he's a pimp at heart,
he thinks everybody's that way.
You know, he even takes money from poor bobo.
- Bobs'?
The magician?
What's wrong with bobo?
- Bobo can't hear and he can't speak.
The way he expresses himself is through his magic tricks.
Don't you think that's fantastic?
- Bobo lies with his magic.
- Ladies and gentlemen, bobo the magician!
And now folks, for your entertainment pleasure,
fresh from the cocoon, Noel the butterfly girl!
- What about a man who doesn't have to lie
to get what he wants?
- I don't follow what you mean.
- Suppose that there was a man who could make you do
whatever he wanted you to?
A hypnotist.
Is that possible?
- No.
You'd have to be willing.
I mean, hypnotists can't make you do
what you don't want to do.
Although,
I do believe that a certain kind of man
has power over women.
Life being what it is,
I'm certain this happens all the time.
- To be swept off her feet by the look in a man's eyes.
Is that a young girl's fantasy?
- No.
That's an old man's fantasy.
I guess it's everybody's fantasy.
- Okay folks, let's hear it for the butterfly girl!
Come on, let's hear it!
How about that, how about that?
Did you ever see a butterfly like that?
And now, ladies and gentlemen,
what you've all been waiting for.
Here's trilby!
- I'm here.
- I want a life.
We need a pure soul.
She'll do.
- Why her?
- Her name is trilby.
- How much time do I have?
- Seven days.
- Babe, I know I mess you around a lot.
But I really love you, okay?
- It's all right, babe.
Thank you.
How'd you sleep last night?
- I slept fine, Barbara.
But we're really gonna have to have a talk about Roland.
Last week, at four o'clock in the morning,
the police called.
Roland was in jail.
His bond was $500, and we have to come up with it.
We meaning me.
Because you spend all your god damn money on cocaine.
- Please, trilby.
Get off Roland's case.
- He's trying to be a pimp.
And he isn't even doing a good job of that.
Didn't he tell us that story of how he used to put
his one woman on a city bus when he didn't have a car?
I could understand doing business with him
if I thought he was a good pimp and knew what he was doing.
- You could?
- Sure, why not?
I mean, if you know you've got someone you can depend on.
- Good mornin', ladies.
Good mornin'.
How 'bout an omelet for breakfast?
- Not for me, thanks.
- Well.
Well then, how 'bout some cocaine?
- I'll have some.
- Barbara.
That stuffs gonna kill you.
Roland, I don't like what you're doing to Barbara.
- Look, babe.
Everyone's not as pure as you are.
You know, sometimes what I think you need is an old man
to give you a good fuck.
- Maybe.
But I sure don't need you.
- Don't be so sure.
- Roland, I don't trust you.
I don't trust you because you're two
completely distinct people.
And I never know which one's gonna come out.
- Say, did Barb tell you about our little deal?
- What deal?
- It's nothing.
I'll tell you later.
- Yeah, you do that.
You tell her later.
- What deal is Roland talking about anyway?
- Roland wants to sleep with you.
- Is that it?
- That's it in a nutshell.
Men are tricks.
They are so simple-minded.
Except I know why he wants to ball you.
- Why?
- You're beautiful, trilby.
And you have a sexy body.
And you're hard to get.
Anyway, he doesn't give me any respect.
Always asking me about you.
He doesn't give himself respect, that's for sure.
I don't think I'd be able to make it
with somebody who I didn't respect.
In fact, you know, I think that's why I've never had
an orgasm with a man.
- Have you ever had one with a woman?
- Well, i--
- do you respect me, trilby?
- Yes.
- You're a very beautiful person.
- Lam?
So are you.
- Your coffee, sir.
- Thank you.
- Will there be anything else?
- No, I think that's all right, thank you.
' Sir?
Sir, there's something I would like to speak to you about,
if I may?
- Certainly, Jeremy, what is it?
- Imprudence, sir.
Imprudence.
- Exactly what do you mean, Jeremy?
To put it to a point, sir,
you've not been your usual self.
- Well, I admit I have been rather wild.
- To speak plainly, sir,
you are living a shallow life,
and nothing of any worth ever comes from a superficial life.
As you yourself have so many times expressed it.
Some measure of megalomania is inevitable
from a gentleman in a position such as yours, sir.
But sir, I think you've taken the privilege,
if I might call it such, a bit far.
To wit, sir, I do believe you are convinced
that you are svengali.
- Jeremy, within one week,
I will settle all your doubts.
How you've trusted me up until now,
don't abandon me.
Give me one week more.
Thank you.
- Here you go, inspector.
Right to the dime.
- Yeah, but two days late.
- Man, how long have I known you?
Maybe five years?
And in all that time I don't think I've ever seen you
with a woman that didn't look like Dracula's first cousin.
- Screw you.
What about the broad, trilby?
- Now there you go again.
I told you about that.
Why don't you go on out and get a new face?
And then I'll see what I can do.
- Look at you, pimp.
I've been going out of my way
to help you keep this place open.
Not because I like you, you creep.
- What do you do?
- You really wanna know?
I'm a magician.
But that's not important.
The important thing is
that you and I have lunch tomorrow.
- Hey trilby, come on.
I wanna get home.
- Okay-
okay.
Tomorrow.
But no tricks.
- No tricks.
- Okay-
wow.
How did you do that?
- Tomorrow.
- Yeah, come in.
- Hi.
Are you still awake?
Trilby, I just have to talk to you.
I don't know what to do about Roland.
- Go on.
About what?
- About you.
- What about me?
Roland and I just don't get along, Barbara.
- He wants to ball you.
He really does.
He thinks I should persuade you.
Sometimes Roland's such a drag.
- Have you seen this?
- What is it?
No.
Does that get you off?
- Sometimes.
I mean,
comic books don't turn me on that much.
- Does talking about certain things get you off?
You know, talking about dirty stuff.
You know.
Trilby.
I'd like to make you come.
- I don't know if I could make love with another woman.
I've never done it before.
- Nothing to worry about.
It's all right.
Happens all the time.
- Oh, Barbara.
Oh.
Oh yeah, like that.
Like that.
Oh yeah, oh yeah.
Oh yes.
Oh, it's so good.
Yeah!
Uh huh.
Men don't like women unless they're pure.
So I've always said I'm pure.
I'm serious.
- But you are pure, trilby.
If you weren't, you wouldn't be talking about it.
You're sinful.
That's fine, because i think that sin,
and not variety, is the spice of life.
- What sort of people come here?
- The rich, the very rich, and the unemployed.
- The unemployed?
- The artists.
- Svengali.
- Sir Stephen.
Won't you join us?
- If I wouldn't be intruding.
- Sir Stephen, this is trilby.
- Oh, I remember you from the club.
Why'd you call him svengali?
- It's an old joke.
- I wrote a book on svengali, and Stephen's my publisher.
- Oh.
- I enjoyed your dance.
Tell me, what do you think about up there, huh?
- Gosh, I don't really think about anything.
You know, it's just a job.
- I'm giving a party Saturday night.
I hope you can both come.
- Wow, that would be wonderful.
It's my birthday, and i have the day off.
That is, if it's all right with you, John.
- I'm certain it's all right with svengali.
- Excuse me, I'll be right back.
Oh no, don't worry.
- What do you want with her?
- I must pass on to another incarnation.
You must make her kill me.
And then herself.
At the moment of orgasm.
That's how it must be.
- But why her?
Why is she so special?
If you want a soul, let me get you a soul.
- Don't you realize that if you don't follow my commands,
your incarnation as John Wainwright will be canceled?
- I'm sorry.
Please excuse the indiscretion.
If you want her soul, you shall have it.
- What's wrong with you, svengali?
Are you beginning to feel emotion?
Are you falling in love with this girl?
- I've been having difficulties with Dr. Wainwright.
- Difficulties?
Of what sort?
- He's trying to reemerge.
You know, if he reemerges, svengali is finished forever.
- Not just svengali.
It's my last chance, too.
The reason Wainwright is reemerging is because
we are losing psychic energy.
The only thing that can save us
is an aggressive incorporation
of a new psychic energy source.
That's why we need that girl.
- What is she?
- She's a unique and unusual soul.
We've been looking for someone like her for over 60 years.
In fact, you were reincarnated just to bring her to us.
- Let's take her this afternoon.
- It isn't as easy as that.
She must cross over on her 21st birthday,
precisely at midnight.
After that, her supernatural psychic energy
returns to its source and she's just an ordinary mortal.
We cannot afford to miss this chance.
Well, then.
I'll see you both at my house at 8:00 on Saturday.
Something to remember me by.
- Why thank you.
Goodbye.
- I know.
But if you...
- Do you live with somebody?
- No.
- Hiya, wanna party?
- Get in the car.
- Status bitch.
- Tell me, my dear, what would you do for $100
you wouldn't do for 20?
- For $100?
I'd give you a rim job.
- Rim job.
- Mm hmm.
- What is a rim job?
- Well.
If you have to ask, you'd better save your money.
- Thank you very much for the advice.
- Don't mention it.
- What would you do for $200?
- For $200, s&m.
- What about a man with a $500 taste?
- What do you got in mind?
- A crucifixion.
- Like my tits?
Knockers?
Sofi?
Touch, touch me.
Oh, please.
Like me?
No?
Yes.
Oh, I want.
Touch me, please.
Please.
- Is she satisfactory?
- After this initiation ceremony,
we'll find some uses for her.
Where did you find her?
- What does it matter?
Is this what's going to happen to trilby?
- Are you in love with her?
You must not let your emotions interfere
with the performance of your duty.
What makes trilby so attractive to you?
- She has a beautiful soul.
A rare and vital presence.
I realize that by falling in love,
I risk my entire existence.
But this is not the ordinary love for mere physical beauty.
I am enamored with the soul of a sinner.
- But we are losing power!
Don't you understand that you cannot let this happen?
Deliver trilby.
- I don't think I could last that long.
- You must!
Watch over her.
And don't use your power unless it is absolutely necessary.
- This is destroying me.
- No!
No, no!
Oh!
No, oh no!
Oh!
- How about that folks, bobo the magician.
Give the man a hand.
Bobo.
Okay, let's hear it for bobo, folks.
Great show, bobo, really great.
All right, okay, bobo.
Now, ladies and gentlemen,
the beautiful butterfly, Noel!
- What did you want, dummy?
Why don't you go take a walk in heavy traffic?
Where is my salary?
Will you look at this dumb son of a bitch?
After all I've done for him.
Half-assed magician.
Yes, dumb freak.
If it wasn't for me, you would be starving now.
Workin' in that two-bit flea circus.
I've given you a place to perform,
and a chance to do your tricks,
and now you've got the nerve to ask me for money?
You'd better be careful,
or you're gonna find yourself back in that flophouse,
cheatin' your buddies at three-card monte
with a card up your sleeve and my foot up your ass!
- Bobs'?
That son of a bitch, Roland.
Didn't he pay you yet?
Here, I have an idea.
Take this.
Come on, come on.
I can get it back from Roland, don't worry about that.
Okay?
Okay.
Thank you, Bobs.
Thank you.
- Say, Barbara.
Come here.
I wanna talk to you.
- Let's go in the dressing room.
- Some butterfly, eh, folks?
Let's hear it for Noel!
And now, ladies and gentlemen,
the elegant, the exotic, the ultimate, trilby!
- Barb, you're a god damn fool.
But I love ya.
And this is how I show my love.
The best crystal.
Pure ice.
I'm givin' it five more years.
And I don't figure you got too much more time yourself.
So I don't see why you're objecting to turnin' trilby out.
Hell, she's giving away pussy
and she's not even enjoyin' it.
If she was gettin' paid for it, she'd probably dig it.
Ain't nobody a Saint.
Ain't nobody that good.
- I'm hip.
- Yeah?
- Hey boss, leca's here.
Wants to talk to you about some money.
- All right, tell him to come on back.
Hey listen, I gotta talk to this guy about money.
So you take a walk.
- Nice piece.
- You know, sometimes i think all you cops
are kin to each other.
You're all sons of bitches.
- You're spoiled, Roland.
Fuckin' a broad like that every day'd spoil anybody.
Where's my cut, you pimp?
- L'm no pimp.
And I'd rather be a pimp than a pig like you.
Here's your cut.
- Here's some money for my drinks.
- Forget it.
- What about trilby?
- I told you, I'm workin' on that, man.
Now just keep your pants on.
When she's ready, you'll be first.
And it's gonna cost you.
- Don't worry, I'm countin' my pennies.
- Your pain gives me pleasure.
Your terror becomes my happiness.
I delight in your misery.
- Who are you?
What is this place?
Ah!
- Don't ask questions, I'll tell you what you need to know.
- Let me, let me go!
- When you understand what's in store for you here,
you will consider yourself extremely fortunate.
We're interested in people like you who are
extremely sensitive.
People who are passionate.
Now, you chose to be a prostitute.
- It's how I make my living.
- Now you won't have to lie anymore.
We've given you the gift of a compulsion to obey.
For the first time in your life,
you'll act truthfully.
- What will become of me?
- You'll exist at your outer limits.
You're completely free to be and say and do
anything you want.
It's consistent with your desire to be
entirely
a slave.
It's privilege of a very few to
become a sensual object.
Kiss my feet.
Slaves need masters much more than masters need slaves.
Masters are rare.
Slaves,
plentiful.
- You're right, sir Stephen.
I'm glad I was brought here.
I feel a lot better about the direction my life has taken.
I'm sure of myself now.
I now know where I'm going.
My misery is your happiness.
Thank you.
Thank you!
- Life itself is so strong that it defies the bounds
of petty logic and mere causality.
Human life can transcend the individual
and partake of the universe through an intense
crystallizational form.
And that is how reincarnation is possible.
If the spirit is strong.
- What makes the spirit strong?
- The incorporation of other souls.
A human sacrifice.
- I've heard about such things.
But you don't mean to say that they go on today.
I mean, that's murder.
- Murder.
Well, murder is a very hard term to define.
People who are participating in a sacrifice
don't look upon it as murder.
Merely part of a process.
At least, that's my understanding of it.
- I really don't understand these things too well.
Besides, I got things a lot more important
on my mind than reincarnation.
- What do you mean?
Is something wrong?
- You know, it's like this.
You meet a guy.
He seems nice.
And then later you discover that deep, deep down
inside he's a weirdo.
Or a Frankenstein.
You have a nice time with him.
He buys you dinner.
Takes you home.
Then he expects you to treat him like your husband
or your lover.
And when you don't,
he starts to grow fangs, like Dracula.
Or looking at you like, like svengali.
What do you want with me anyway?
- I need your soul.
- I gotta go.
Time for work.
- Hi babe.
Good book?
- Not as good as the other one.
Where's Roland?
- How you doing with your new friend?
- He's okay.
He's not as weird as the rest of them.
- Did you tell him about us?
- He doesn't care.
He's not like that.
- You haven't had a man in a while, have you?
I tell you what.
Why don't you let Roland seduce you'?
It's even better to make it with another chick
when a man's around.
- I don't want Roland.
- But you want me.
- True.
- Well, this is another way you can have me.
Please, trilby.
It's what I want.
- I just don't know.
Well.
If it's what you want.
- It is.
- Ls this what you want?
- You know it's what I want.
You know it is.
- Ls it what you want, baby?
Is it what you want?
- Huh, is it?
- No.
Please don't.
Please.
- You hold her, Barb.
I can do anything to women I want.
Anything I want.
Now you hold her.
I'm going to fuck her brains out.
- Barbara.
This is for you.
- It's all right.
Shh, it's all right.
- Aww, yeah.
Yeah, the way I got it figured,
shit, I should,
I should be makin' close to $1000 a week
off of you two girls alone.
Shit, no one can resist Roland.
I'm gonna be a bona fide pimp.
- Yeah, babe.
You're the greatest.
- I'm flyin' high.
- What kind of car are you gonna get, baby?
- Well, I'm gonna trade in my broom,
and I'm gonna get me a Rolls-Royce.
I'm gonna be riding $25,000 deep
in a hired piece, thank you.
- You're dreamin'.
- Well, you've got to dream for your dreams to come true.
And what is life but a dream anyway?
- Who's that?
- Guess I'll go see.
- Thank you.
- Barbara.
Roland.
This is John Wainwright.
He's svengali, the magician.
- Yeah, well how's tricks?
- I wouldn't know, I'm not a trick.
- I used to know a lot of tricks.
I worked in the circus.
- John doesn't work in the circus.
He's written a book on svengali.
- Sounds like bullshit to me.
- Roland, please.
John, let's go.
- You're not goin' anywhere, trilby.
You get the fuck out, you phony motherfucker.
- You don't pay the rent here, Roland.
- Please, Roland.
Be nice to trilby's friends.
- I'm trilby's friend.
Now you get the fuck out, buddy!
- Roland.
Please leave.
- What's the matter with you, man?
Where you goin'?
- What did you do to him?
I've never seen him act like that before.
- I just sent him for some cigarettes.
- Want a quick hit of coke, baby?
- I would love some.
- Hey!
- Holy shit.
Oh, Jesus.
Hey, you all right?
You alive?
Oh fuck, must be drunk.
Fuck!
- I'm having such a nice time with you.
You're so funny.
"Am I?
- Yes.
You most certainly are.
In fact, you're crazy.
- Did you like the roses?
- The roses?
What roses?
- Didn't you get any roses?
- Mm mm.
' Yes?
' Sir?
Sir, the carelessness of the flower man,
what's-his-name, is deplorable.
The man's of the lower strata.
He has the most beautiful flowers in the city.
But his service is incredibly plebeian.
But no matter, sir.
I suppose it cannot be helped.
- Well, thank you very much, Jeremy.
I appreciate your consideration.
That'll be all for the evening,
and I'm in to no one.
What are you wearing?
- Do you like it?
- You're a very beautiful woman.
- You're a beautiful man.
- Roses are my favorite flower.
- I kind of thought they might be.
Gonna have to leave.
Trilby, you're gonna have to leave right now.
Jeremy, could you come in here immediately?
Please, don't ask me why.
Just, you have to leave now.
Jeremy!
I'll get in touch with you tomorrow, or at the club.
Wait for my phone call.
Jeremy, could you please escort this young lady home?
Now, immediately?
Thank you very much.
Good night, trilby.
Deja vu or lapses of memory followed by headaches
are sometimes indications of possession
by reincarnated spirits.
Super-conscious knowledge can overpower the spirit
of the beast.
To exorcize, become conscious of the spirit's weakness.
Notice the attraction your body has
for things which your mind does not.
It means that an alien soul is using your body.
To reverse the process to gain control of the alien's soul,
use the weaknesses and desires of the alien.
Soul.
Deja vu or lapses of memory followed by headaches
are sometimes indications of possession
by reincarnated spirits.
Super-conscious knowledge can overpower the spirit
of the beast.
To exorcize, become conscious of the spirit's weakness.
To reverse the process and to gain control
of the alien's soul, use the weaknesses
and desires of the alien's soul.
- Can you identify this man?
- That's Roland.
Hey look, can I stay with him
forjust a couple minutes alone?
- Well, it's against the rules.
Okay, just for a minute.
- Thanks.
You dumb son of a bitch.
Had to go get yourself killed.
So sweet, babe.
- I've exorcized him.
It worked.
- Put that away.
You can't kill me.
You'll only be killing yourself.
Don't be a fool.
- What do you want with trilby, svengali?
- Trilby is a goddess.
An eternal energy source.
She's a link between this life and the next.
- This is incredible.
- I'm sorry for you, Dr. Wainwright, but she must die
in order that we live.
- Who's, who's we?
- We are the society of the bleeding rose.
Or as you innocent fools call us, the evil ones.
But you don't understand that what's evil for one
is good for another.
- I won't let you get away with this, svengali.
I know too much.
- Your rational powers are nothing compared to ours,
Dr. Wainwright.
We've had the knowledge of centuries,
centuries before your so-called rational thought
was ever invented.
- I'm free of you now, svengali.
- Not for long.
- The reason we are so afraid of death
is that we always imagine we're gonna be missed.
Take Roland, for example.
That poor bastard.
He didn't care a damn about life.
10 years before he was born, or 10 seconds.
What was it to him?
Bobo, have a drink.
All he cared about was what was gonna happen
after he was gone.
He thought,
he thought he'd be missed by the whole world.
But even Barbara hasn't missed him yet.
- That's life.
- Barbara, where's trilby?
I gotta talk to her right away.
- You.
What did you do to Roland last night?
You know he's dead?
- Roland?
- He's dead.
- It's not my fault, I'm sorry.
That's why I have to talk to trilby.
Where is she?
- She's back in the dressing room.
- Baby, who is this cat?
- He's weird.
- I know that.
- What do you mean, you're responsible for Roland's death?
You hypnotized him?
Really, John.
That sounds incredible.
You?
- Look, trilby, I don't have much time.
Very soon, it's gonna be dangerous for you to be with me.
This is gonna sound strange, but
I'm gonna try to kill you.
- John, you must be freaking out.
Have you been dropping something?
- I've learned to detach myself from nature.
But this is a very vulnerable state.
And during one of these states,
I was possessed by an incarnation of svengali.
A real svengali, a satanic incarnation.
And they need your psychic power.
Svengali's been sent to get you.
You're gonna be killed in a suicide pact with Stephen
at the party tonight.
- You're serious, aren't you?
- As soon as svengali takes possession of me again
he's going to control you.
There is nothing you can do about it.
Trilby, please, just get away immediately.
Please.
- But how?
- I can feel him trying to get me again.
I've got to get out of here.
Now look, trilby.
If you ever see me again, don't look into my eyes.
- John?
Whatever happens, I do love you.
- Just get away.
- And now, ladies and gentlemen,
fresh from the cocoon, Noel, the lady butterfly!
What a pair, huh?
Those wings, I mean.
- And what do you think of this demonstration
thus far?
- Oh, I think it's interesting and fascinating.
- And have we ever met before in this life?
- No.
- Then shall we proceed?
All right, just get in.
Have you ever had the impression you were two people?
Do you feel anything?
- No.
Why, am I supposed to?
- Well, sometimes this trick doesn't work.
Do you feel anything now?
- I, I think something's wrong.
Oh!
- It's too late to stop now.
- Oh, oh!
Oh!
Oh, god!
- Bravo, svengali.
Bravo.
- Lapses of time cannot be remembered by their very
characteristics or their nature.
We are all hypnotized by life.
This demonstration is but a small infinitesimal part.
What goes on beneath the surface of our everyday lives.
What was the glory that was Greece
or the grandeur that was Rome but
a lapse of time?
At any given moment in our lives,
we are what we were, and what we always will be.
I am an illusion.
- What happened?
- Thus, ladies and gentlemen,
we have all been duped.
- Svengali, you're not a real magician?
- I can fake magic as well as anyone.
But svengali and only svengali can control human destiny.
I hypnotize the public in order that I may raise them
to the level of my own being.
- But I thought you said your vision was
an illusion of life.
- There is nothing, my dear, illusory about life.
It's quite realistic.
A little too realistic.
No, the only truly illusory thing in this world
is emotions.
To observe an intense passion close up
is the reason we buy opera glasses.
Would you care to join me in participating
in something truly decadent?
- But I'm sure I would be no use whatsoever.
I'm an amateur at those things.
- Duchess, are you amusing yourself with this wicked man?
- There's nothing wicked about pleasure.
Especially the sort of pleasure that svengali and I
would engage in.
- Well, you make me wish I were a little more wicked.
- I regret having to interrupt such a delightful
conversation, but I'm afraid Mr. svengali and I
have a matter to attend.
Time.
- Nothing wicked, I hope.
- Oh, quite the contrary, duchess.
Quite the contrary.
- In the name of Satan, the ruler of the earth,
the king of the world,
I command the forces of darkness to bestow
their infernal power upon me!
Open wide the gates of hell,
and come forth from the abyss to greet me
as your brother and friend!
Grant me the indulgences of which I speak!
I take of the just, and curse the rotten!
- You got me into this, you save me.
'Cause I don't wanna die, not like this.
- It's too late.
- Beatifying
and quivering,
spasmodic energy.
Know, oh sorrowful world,
that we are your true masters!
No!
Now am I not
a life renewed again?
Trilby.
I call you back to your origins.
- No.
- Yes.
Take the knife.
Take it!
- No!
- Take it!
Take it!
Now!
- How dare you return to die
with the man who is my master?
That honor's been reserved for me!
- Stop her!
- No, trilby herself must do it!
Stop her!
She alone can transmit the psychic energy!
Stop her, stop her!
- Come back.
- At last.
God, I'm coming.
- Trilby?
Trilby?
Svengali is gone.
Trilby?
Trilby!
Trilby, wait!
Wait, trilby!
I'm not svengali.
They have no power, because they didn't get you.
I'm John Wainwright.
Wait!
Are you all right?
- Oh, thank god.
John?
- What?
- It's a fascinating idea, you know.
- What is?
- A man who has power over women.