"This film was made on request by the Leiden Student Corps" "By the Dutch Student Film Industry in 1960." "Where to?" "To Hogewoerd." "ONE LIZARD TOO MANY" ""Dear Janine,"" " "Dear Janine,"" " Oh, Janine !" "Sorry about what I did last night." "It wasn't my intention at all..." "I don't know why I did it." "Do you want the whole world to know?" " Where'd you go?" " I went out." "Why?" "I'd like a cigarette." "How would you like to go to the theater with me tonight?" "I've already been invited by someone else." "One day I'll go somewhere too." "It's got nothing to do with you." "It has to do with him." "I've already told you..." "It's hard to talk about." "To explain what it's all about with him..." "And why it's got nothing to do with you." "I'm married to him." "That's right!" "Like you are to yourself." "He never asks questions." "He never answers." "But you know how to do that ...quite well." "He..." "All he knows is how to listen." "It's not him that listens, though;" "I'm the one that's to listen." "And I do so." "Even if he never speaks to me directly." "But he always speaks through a wall, through a cigarette, through a hand." "He doesn't see ...me." "There he is, sitting, standing." "He's walking." "For the most part, everything he creates, he ends up destroying." "He think's he's incapable..." "He tries to see me, he tries to sculpt me." "So I must be there..." "But he doesn't manage to do it." "So I'm not there." "And I get scared." "Scared that his hands won't be able to manage to reach my face." "And us?" "What about us?" "Why do you stay with him?" "If he destroys you over and over?" "I don't know." "It's hard." "When he messes up my face, he gives me another one." "it's different every time." "Mostly it ends up more aged." "It becomes a kind of game for him." "And I'm obliged to participate." "I feel myself changing beneath his hands." "I see myself disappear in a mirror of makeup." "A deep crater, in which I don't recognize myself anymore." "And you... you're not there." "Fortunately." "I couldn't answer you, were you to ask me a question." "you'd get irritated." "There is only him." "And not even as a whole..." "just his hands." "Delicate manual instruments." "And when I disappear," "when I become a stranger, he... he recognizes me." "When his hands bring my face to life, he sees me." "And then I'm not scared of him anymore," "because I stop his words from coming out, so they don't come through the wall," "through a cigarette, through a hand at all anymore." "thousands of people would laugh and howl, and describe in detail the illusion to be avoided." "Because they don't see that they themselves are ugly, and slam down hammers on their fingers." "Thousands of people see that they are not ugly." "I'm not like them." "Much less is he like them." "A breath later," "He stops talking, and I don't listen anymore." "Then all that burns are his eyes, all that burns is my face, which he recognizes." "We trade bodies of glass which shatter." "Then we go into town, to the theater." "But when we get back to the house," "I rediscover myself in the mirror." "And it's all finished again." "We want to remodel it again." "My face itself." "Sometimes I get afraid all over again." "Maybe one day he'll succeed." "Even if sometimes all we have to look forward to is failure." "And in the evening when i rediscover myself," "I'd like you to ask me a question." " Will you stay with me tonight?" " Impossible." "Am I late?" "It was a crowded hell out there, shopping." "Did I say something?" "Did I make a comment?" "No." "So now what are you complaining about?" "What are you making?" "Can I make you something?" "I thought..." "You thought I wouldn't come?" " You must be joking!" " Well first of all you could've introduced us, right?" "This is Kitty, and this is Janine." " Poor kid." " Cut it out!" "Well, I'm leaving." "Perfect!" "He messed it all up anyway." "No, he hasn't messed anything up!" "Ok, then, we'll all just stay then, all three of us." " Well?" " Take it easy." "All gone!" "Deal with it, then!" "Hey, when's your test?" "Tuesday." " Are you a student?" " Yeah, a law student." "Ah, a law school student, huh?" "Oh, wow." "That's surprising." "There's nothing left." "I'm leaving, then." "I'll come with you." " Good bye." " Good bye." "When's your turn?" "Mr. van Berkel, please come with me." "What are you making?" " I want to put my own makeup on." " What for?" "Just so." "A surprise." "OK, you go ahead and leave now." "And we'll meet up at the theater." "Is that something new?" "OK?" "But only if you don't get all jazzed up." "ONE LIZARD TOO MANY"