Rosemary's Baby - Ira Levin

Guy is an asshole. Good to know.


If you want to know more about what the douche has done, feel free to take a look at the spoiler.



This is the morning after Rosemary has passed out for some reason.


"The dreams I had," she said, rubbing her forehead and closing her eyes. "President Kennedy, the Pope, Minnie and Roman ..." She opened her eyes and saw scratches on her left breast; two parallel hairlines of red running down into the nipple. Her thighs stung; she pushed the blanket from them and saw more scratches, seven or eight going this way and that.

"Don´t yell," Guy said. "I already filed them down." He showed short smooth fingernails.

Rosemary looked at him uncomprehendingly.

"I didn´t want to miss Baby Night," he said.

"You mean you - "

"And a couple of my nails were ragged."

"While I was - out?"

He nodded and grinned. "It was kind of fun," he said, "in a necrophile sort of way."


Charming ...


The chocolate mousse might be the reason that Guy raped his wife, but I think he came up with the necrophilia comment all by himself. I´m certainly not blaming the chocolate mousse for that one.

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