بخش 05: عروس مرده / فصل 5
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متن انگلیسی فصل
What in heaven’s name?
Who could that be at this hour?
What are you doing here? You should be at home, prostrate with grief.
Pastor Galswells, l have to ask you something.
This is most irregular. Please, l beg of you.
You are the only one in the village who knows of what awaits beyond the grave.
A grim topic for a bridetobe.
lt is a bride l fear, which is why l must know
Can the living marry the dead?
What on earth are you speaking about?
Please, it’s Victor. He’s married to a corpse.
He has a corpse bride!
There must be some way to undo what’s been done.
l believe l know the thing to do.
Come with me.
Victoria? Where are your corsets?
She’s speaking in tongues. Of unholy alliances.
Her mind has come undone, l fear.
lt’s not true! Let me go! Let me go!
Thank you, Pastor Galswells. Thank you so very much.
Take her to her room!
No, l’m telling the truth.
Victor needs my help.
Hildegarde, you believe me, don’t you?
Mother, Father, please. Seal the doors…
…and bar the windows. See to it that she doesn’t escape again.
He needs our help! Oh, let me go! Let me go!
Will the mortification never cease?
lt will be years before we can show ourselves in public again.
What shall we do?
We shall continue as planned, with or without Vincent.
For that boy to toss aside a young woman like Victoria…
…it’s positively criminal.
Why, if l had a woman like your daughter on my arm…
…l would lavish her with riches befitting royalty.
Your lady wife is a most fortunate woman.
Alas, l am not married.
l was betrothed some years ago…
…but tragedy snatched my young bride away.
When one lives alone, wealth counts for naught.
Marvelous news, Victoria, there’ll be a wedding after all.
You found him?
Make haste, my dear, our relatives will arrive at any moment.
We must have you looking presentable for Lord Barkis.
He will make a fine husband.
Aye. A fortuitous turn of events indeed.
A far better prospect this time.
But l do not love him. You cannot make me do this.
We must. Please, l beg of you.
There must be another way.
Without your marriage to Lord Barkis…
…we shall be forced, penniless, into the street.
We are destitute.
But Victor… .
Victor Van Dort has gone, child.
You shall marry Lord Barkis tomorrow.
According to plan. According to plan.
Oh, my dear. Oh, don’t look at me that way.
You have only to suffer this union until death do us part.
And that will come sooner than you think.
Oh, it’s almost dawn! Where could he be?
Victor Van Dort elopes with corpse!
Heartbroken bride to wed wealthy newcomer!
Wealthy newcomer? lt cannot be.
Did he say corpse?
Oh, don’t be ridiculous. What corpse would marry our Victor?
Oh, Mayhew! Silence that blasted coughing.
Mayhew, are you trying to kill us?
l think he’s trying to kill us.
…think you dropped this.
l’m sorry l lied to you about wanting to see my parents.
lt’s just this whole day hasn’t gone quite, well…
…according to plan.
Pardon my enthusiasm.
l like your enthusiasm.
New arrival! New arrival! Lights up!
Hurry up, boys!
Drinks for everyone.
Another pint, sir?
No, no. Just a half. No, no. Just a half.
lt is impossible to get good help anymore.
Welcoming committee, coming through! Coming through!
My name’s Plum. Miss Plum. Mayhew?
Mayhew! How nice to see
l’m so sorry.
Oh, yeah. Actually, though, l feel great.
Hurry up, boys. Can you not see the gentleman is parched?
Mayhew, l have to get back.
They all must be worried sick. How is everyone?
Well, they’re still wondering where you slipped off to.
Oh, and Miss Victoria… .
Yes? Yes, how is she?
Well, she’s getting married this evening.
What? Married to who?
Some newcomer, Lord SomebodyorOther.
But that’s impossible!
Yeah, with you gone and all… .
l guess they didn’t wanna waste the cake.
But how could she?
Women, you can’t live with them.
You can’t live with
Time to pick up the pieces and You know, and move on, l suppose.
Speaking of picking up the pieces?
Victor? Where are you going?
Miss Victoria, we must leave for the church now.
Yesterday l thought my wedding would be happy.
Now l feel like l’m caught in the tide, pulled out to sea.
The sea leads to many places, dearie.
Maybe you’ll land somewhere better.
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