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| Character | Martin Vanger | |
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| Gender | Male | |
| Age Range(s) | Adult (36-50) | |
| Type of monologue / Character is | Neurotic, Insane, Malicious/scheming | |
| Type | Dramatic | |
| Year | 2011 | |
| Period | Contemporary | |
| Genre | Thriller, Mystery, Horror, Crime | |
| Description | Martin Vanger's monologue to the person he is going to torture and kill | |
| Details | 2 hr 1 minutes into the film | |
Summary
Martin Vanger is a psychotic man who over the years has tortured and killed many women. Now he has a man in his basement, Mikael Blomkvist, who was investigating the murders. Martin Vanger has him trapped and hanged by the neck and is about to torture him and kill him. This is his psychotic monologue to him.
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| MARTIN VANGER: "So, what do you want to know? You're a journalist, ask me questions. What do I do with the girls? That's a good question. Well, before, I do what we're doing: Sit down, relax, have a drink. I like that part a lot. Having a chat when both of you know that one of you is going to die. And afterwards, I just get rid of them, far out at sea. Unlike my father, who left them scattered all over the place, like trophies. That's not very smart, if you ask me. Well, he was a loud and garish man. Frankly, he got what he deserved. You can't be a sloppy technician like that. You can't drink to excess like he did. This takes discipline. It's a science of a thousand details. The planning, the execution. It's the cleanup. I guess I don't have to tell you, but you're going to create quite a mess here. (Mikael coughs). Shh-shh-shh. Shh. Let me ask you something. Why don't people trust their instincts? They sense something is wrong, someone is walking too close behind them. You knew something was wrong. But you came back into the house. Did I force you? Did I drag you in? No. All I had to do was offer you a drink. It's hard to believe that the fear of offending can be stronger than the fear of pain, but you know what? It is. And they always come willingly. And then they sit there. They know it's all over just like you do. But somehow, they still think they have a chance. "Maybe if I say the right thing. Maybe if I'm polite. If I cry, if I beg". And when I see the hope draining from their face, like it is from yours right now, I can feel myself...getting hard. But, you know, we're not that different, you and I. We both have urges. Satisfying mine requires more towels." |
