1:33:12
Don't stand there, call the doctor
1:33:15
He's gone to the country.
It's Sunday... there isn't anyone
1:33:22
Get some hot coffee
1:33:34
Put your fur over him
1:33:48
Look at me, Paul; say something
1:33:52
Drink...
1:33:59
Don't frighten me so, Paul
1:34:03
What did that letter mean?
1:34:06
It's your fault, Agathe
1:34:12
Then Paul explained
1:34:14
Haltingly, in whispers,
he revealed the truth
1:34:20
Agathe listened, stunned
1:34:22
Like the poison spreading
its noxious fumes...
1:34:26
...the plot laid bare
its hideous mechanisms
1:34:30
Elisabeth lied to you, Paul.
I told her I loved you
1:34:35
- You must live
- Too late, Agathe
1:34:50
Don't drink that!
1:34:53
Me, poison him?
1:34:56
You're capable of it
1:34:58
You're out of your mind