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Dante's Divine Comedy

You need to know I was Count Ugolino,
and this is the Archbishop Ruggieri.

Now I shall tell you why I am
his neighbor.

Count Ugolino

Pisa. 1284 A. D.

Giovanni aka Fortebraccio. Suspected of
treason, incarcerated by order

of the consul Sismondi.

Stop there!

Get out of my way!

No, please... you're going to ruin me!

You can't do that... it's a direct
order from the Dondi.

Just tell him that Count Ugolino
della Gherardesca did this.

Count Ugolino della Gherardesca
is crossing every line!

Being the de facto leader of our army
and fleet is not enough for him anymore,

today he violated an order
that goes well beyond his jurisdiction.

He's right. And do you know why Count
Ugolino is always taking such liberties?

Because he knows you'll protect him.

He's always forcing us to yield
before his arrogance.

Dear gentlemen, Count della Gherardesca
offers important services to this city.

One day he might even
succeed me as its ruler

But not yet, despite what you're saying
- l didn't mean to offend you.

You must not act on impulse,
guard your words and your actions.

So we'll have to endure
this state of things, be tolerant.

You must question yourselves...

if Gherardesca acted the way he did
he must have his own reasons.

l've known the Count for years and
l'm honored to call him a friend.

He's an impulsive but also generous man.

So what?

l don't like being addressed
with a ''so what?''

especially not with that tone.

Forgive me, Monseigneur.

l know you don't like it, but
sometimes waiting bears fruit.

Who knows, maybe one day l'll find
you all at Ugolino's side against me... .

- Never!
- Never say never.

Men are always ready to hang by their
feet those they celebrated

and put on a throne the day before.

Now go, my friends.
l'll talk to Count della Gherardesca.

l'm sure he'll give you a
valid motivation for his actions.

Excuse me, Sismondi!

l'd wish your help to propose to the
Archbishop an alliance with Pistoia.

- Pistoia?
- Yes.

They say that near the city
of Pistoia there's a village

where springs a wondrous water
capable of dissolving every stone

inside the human body.

You should drink some to
clear up your throat, dear Sismondi.

Ah, Ugolino.

Have you met Sismondi and company?

- They looked quite crossed.
- Rightfully so.

lf you keep acting like this l won't be
able to protect you from them anymore.

This is not the first time
you put me in a difficult situation

but this time you've really outdone yourself.

What have l done, after all...

l just helped a friend escape
from an unjust detention.

You released a condemned man,

going beyond your powers
and your authority.

Fortebraccio is innocent
and you know that as well as me.

This is irrelevant. The judges in
Pisa have found him guilty.

They are righteous men.

Maybe our sympathy for Fortebraccio
has clouded our jugdment.

So l should have just let a friend die a
horrible death locked inside that tower?

Politics and justice
follow the paths of the mind

not the ways of the heart.

You're right. But l'm not a
politician, l'm a soldier.

And as soon as l've learned
that the most loyal of my men

had been sentenced to
starving to death inside that tower...

l didn't hesitate for a second.
l acted immediately.

May God assist you,

and prevent you from
repeating the same mistakes.

Be careful...

a single misstep might cause your fall.

No matter how victoriously
and superbly you rode so far.

A thousand eyes are
waiting to see that happen.

Watch out.

- What's going on?
- lt's him. He's coming this way.

Come here.

Bloody hell!

Count, what are you doing here all
by yourself? lt's not safe.

lf someone here needs to be cautious
that's you, my dear Fortebraccio.

l wouldn't want to be in your armor
if Sismondi's men were to find you again

They wouldn't get me alive this time.

Where are you headed?

The exact opposite direction
of where you're going.

You wanted to escort me, right?
You're so indiscreet.

There are two kinds of dates
a man of honor must attend to alone.

The ones with love and those with death.

Looks like tonight you're going
to have one of the former.

See you later.
Take care.

These are only hours
l could get some rest...

lnstead you have two burdens to carry:

an insomniac friend

and the bad idea of setting up shop
on the way to the castle.

Love insomnia is quite a pleasant thing.

Unlike the toothache that
keeps me awake all the time.

You can't imagine the joy l feel every
time you come pay me a visit.

l must confess l used to feel quite
confused in the beginning

l didn't even know you're
pretty much the boss in Pisa.

And now that you know
you don't give a damn anyway!

Look at this terrible wine
you're serving me!

Bring me the good one you keep hidden
or l'm going to cut your ears off!

But that's your fault.
You're so impatient you served yourself.

Wait a minute, l'll bring
some pecorino cheese as well.

lt will sting your tongue
like a swarm of bees.

l'll be right back.

Pietro?

Pietro! Did you tongue freeze
along with your legs?

Pietro...

This is the place.

Put him down.

Here he comes.

We failed, sir.

We tried everything we could to get him

and probably Giovanni here
is not gonna make it.

There was nothing we could do...
he's not a man, he's a fiend.

Thank you.

- Who might it be?
- l don't know.

And l don't even wanna know.

Who knows who's hiding
behind that black mask.

Stay put.

lt's just a moment and by tomorrow
all these wounds will be gone.

Does it hurt that much?

l'd really like to know
who did this to you.

Me too.

Lately l've been feeling more
and more like a bird in a cage.

l don't feel free anymore.

They spy every move l make,
every step l make...

like tonight, for instance.

No one knew l was
coming to the castle and yet...

Thank God Lady Luck
hasn't abandoned me yet.

Have you recognized any of them?

No, unfortunately those bastards
have all putrid and insignificant faces,

to match their hearts.

But enough chatting. Come here.

Your story upset me.

- Have a drink and forget about it.
- Forget about it!

l can't live with the constant fear
of you facing such danger.

That someone might stab
you in the back at any time.

lt looks like you're in love.

Who's the lucky guy?

You, of course.

You?!

ln love with me!

Since when?

Poor Ugolino...

Things are really bad when even
your concubine makes fun of you.

Do you really think
l'm such an imbecile?

Do you really think l believe
in your love sighs and sweet words?

You're in love only with
yourself my sweet creature.

Of course, you were born for love...
the love of a hundred, a thousand men.

Men younger than Count
Ugolino della Gherardesca.

You're so despicable when you talk
like this! l loathe you, l...

Yes?

Don't get too agitated...

and above all don't worry about me.

l've got better things to do than
wasting my time here with you.

l'll be back when you'll be more
relaxed and hopefully more doting.

Aren't you asking for anything?

l need nothing from you.

Really? You must have
served yourself already, then.

l must have not locked the
chest the last time, am l right?

l hate you! Go away! Leave me alone!

l've been waiting for you for so long...

Where have you been all this time?

Emilia! Emilia!

What's wrong Anselmo? What happened?

- They won't let me play with them.
- They're so mean...

- He's too young to run with us.
- Just let him. What's the problem?

- We're having a serious challenge here.
- l hope the family honor isn't at stake

Go with them. Give him a head start.

- Yes. From here to the Roman column.
- l only need 20 meters.

- When you drop the handkerchief
that's the signal. Alright? - Alright.

Want to take a walk up to the hill?

My little brothers are going to kill me.
They want me to start the race.

Plus l'm waiting for my father.

lf he doesn't find me here
he'll be upset.

Since when Count Ugolino
has become such a family man?

He has always been
he just never showed it.

- You wouldn't tell.
- Emilia! Emilia!

Go!

- Don't give up Anselmo!
- Dad!

So that's the reason
why you're talking this way.

l'm so sorry you misunderstood
my worries.

But you too must understand.
l want you all for myself.

l want it too, with all my soul.

Just be patient, we won't have
to wait much longer.

Ask your uncle to intercede with him.

You know he can't say no to him.

Archbishop Ruggieri has already tried.

But your father has always
been evasive about it.

Beg him to try again.

He won't refuse, their
friendship is too strong.

What a great ride.

- What's this crap? - Jasmine flavored
water, sir. A refreshing drink.

Water? The hell with water!
Bring me a cup of wine, that will do!

Have you heard him
Francesco? Obey the Count.

Bring a cup for me as well.

You may go now.

There's something l want to ask you.

The reason l haven't yet approved
the marriage with Balduccio, right?

Go.
And so?

l don't really know myself, but l'd
rather think about it some more.

Emilia is very young and l feel like
l don't know Balduccio well enough yet.

He's my nephew. lsn't
that enough for you?

That's the only reason that kept me
so far from breaking their engagement.

But in all honesty l don't
really like that lad.

There's something in him that eludes me.

Something ambiguous and
l can't put my finger on it.

lt's just an impression, of course.
Nothing set in stone.

But in the meantime l'd rather wait,

why hurry things up needlessly?

Because it's time your daughter marries
into a name worthy of her status.

She already has such name.
She's a Gherardesca.

Of course. The most powerful and
feared name in the whole Republic.

But also the most hated. Be wary of that.

l know. Just the other night
some guys tried to kill me in an ambush.

- Who? Have you seen them?
- No.

You're crazy to travel unescorted.

My best protection is their cowardice.
They ran away almost immediately.

l'm here to remind your Eminence that
the Council meeting is about the begin.

Very well, Francesco.

Do you know the reason
behind this meeting?

Yes, to discuss the way we
must behave with Genoa.

But as long as Lucca and
Florence stand in the way...

then we'll have to destroy the alliance
that ties Lucca and Florence with Genoa.

But how?

We'll offer them some of our
castles located on the border.

Bientina, Fucecchio and a few others...

This way we'll buy their neutrality

and we'll be free to attack
an isolated Genoa.

A cunning but dangerous plan.

By giving away those castles we'll be
exposed against Lucca and Florence.

lt all depends on how quickly
we'll act against Genoa.

l know it's a daring plan,
but it's also a splendid one.

Are you in?

What am l supposed to do?

God bless you.

You must convince the other
members of the Council.

Me? You know l'm not a great orator.

But you're the most powerful citizen of
Pisa. - And you're the most influential.

That's the point.
Hear me out on this.

You're going to stand up and
speak favorably about those cessions.

- Everyone will be against that.
- Exactly. Everyone... me included.

- l don't understand.
- Wait.

Eventually l will pretend to
remain convinced.

They trust my prudence and judgment.

They will definitely follow my example.
Check mate.

l wish l'll never have to face
you as an enemy Archbishop.

Let's go. They're waiting for us.

l always come up here
when l'm alone.

Alone? And what do you do here?

Nothing, l just think...

- About what? - l don't know.
Many different things, l guess...

Wonderful things.

l stand here and start fantasizing...

l ask myself where the sun goes at night

Do you remember when
we were kids, on the beach?

We were always surprised the sun didn't
go off once it sunk into the sea.

We were always
together back then.

lt felt so good, holding your hand
until night had fallen.

And you were scared. You nearly stabbed
my hand with your fingernails.

Yes, but l also was so happy.

And then we used to run, faster and faster.

My heart racing... until l heard
my mother calling me from the castle.

Poor mom... do you think we'll ever
live again days like those?

l'm afraid we won't. My uncle talked
to you father. He's quite stubborn.

He finds a thousand excuses
avoid the subject.

He also admitted he doesn't like me.

Don't get mad. l already told
you how my father is made.

He must first get used
to the idea of me leaving him.

Give him a little more time.

So you want to take it slowly too?

Fine, l sure don't want to force you.

Come on, don't sulk now.

You know that l love you.

l will talk to him.

l've been dreading
this talk for a long time.

What do you mean?

You've always been my favorite, Emilia.

You know very well l also
love your brothers a lot...

and every time l realized you were
the one l preferred - it's silly l know

l ended up feeling a sort of remorse,
l was afraid they would notice.

That's maybe the reason
why l never gave you any presents.

You gave me this necklace.

lt belonged to your mother.

When she died l soon realized you were
the only one who could take her place.

My love for you has doubled ever since

and there's no thing
in the world l would deny you.

But you haven't answered my question yet

When are you going to arrange
my wedding with Balduccio?

That's a marriage l'll never approve.

So it's true! You hate him.
He was right after all.

But l couldn't believe his words.

- Because it's such an absurd hate.
- l don't hate him, you're mistaken.

l only know he's not a man
worthy of being your husband.

Why? lf l love him...

Because you're a Gherardesca. You're my
first born daughter, a king's daughter!

Whoever is going to marry you
must be worthy of my name.

You really think l would give
you away to such a dandy,

the worst skirt-chaser
in the whole Tuscany!

You're lying! Lying! You don't
know him at all!

Don't talk like that to your father!

Emilia... my poor darling.

You know l can't see you suffering.

Please, don't cry.

Come on, l'm begging you. Stop crying.

l'll soon begin preparations for the
wedding, if that's what you really want.

But l must accomplish
my biggest feat first.

Victory against Genoa.

Genoa. Our main rival in
every trade, in every alliance.

We've been forced for years
to share the monopoly

over the Tuscan sea with them.
All in vain.

Three nights ago our cargos have been
attacked and looted outside La Gorgona.

We can't stand this state
of things anymore.

We don't believe that because of a
crime committed by unknown...

Count della Gherardesca really
seems to care about our Republic.

But sometimes l wonder for
how long we'll still have one.

Cause the Count is not content anymore
with getting

convicted criminals out of jail at whim.

or with his jurisdiction
over the feuds in Sardinia...

now he wants to abuse of his title
of commander in chief of the fleet

and the army to start whichever
war he fancies the most.

l too have always opposed a war against Genoa.

But lately the Genoans, with
their abuses and their assaults

have been posing a
legitimate threat to our city.

City of which l'm the unworthy
but designated ruler.

No one here wants to deny Genoa's arrogance.

But as members of this Council we all
know well the size of our fleet.

Genoa can count on at least
twice the number of ships.

ls Count della Gherardesca
aware of these facts?

l know my soldiers, and l know that
courage matters more than numbers.

Or even better deceit.

Of course l'm not glorifying
deceit in itself

but for instance l think
that even a man of faith

can use a bit of trickery to defeat
the devil if necessary.

Genoa keeps its fleet at La Capraia,

ready to seize the opportunity
to use it against us.

Therefore we'll have to trick Genoa into
believing said opportunity has arisen.

lmagine our ships leaving Pisa
tomorrow morning, headed south.

And imagine Count della Gherardesca
retiring in his castle near Serchio.

The one he uses to throws
his most lavish parties,

and this time he could also invite
the ambassador of the Republic of Genoa.

This is a wonderful plan...
if you want the Genoans to win.

That's in fact what we want them to believe.

But in reality our ships won't have
left at all and l'll be more than ready

to join them and blitz the Genoan fleet
from behind. lsn't it so Monsigneur?

You must be a mind reader Ugolino,
my thoughts exactly.

Remember that small island where
we used to play when we were kids?

- La Meloria.
- A great spot to hide your ships.

As soon as the Genoan fleet
will make a move against us

we'll let you know the exact location
and time for our counterattack.

Then you will reach as fast as you can
La Meloria and take command of our ships

lt's a very risky hand,

but all things considering
it's a hand worth playing.

lt all depends on the message that will
relay to Count della Gherardesca

the time and the location of the attack.

Monsigneur, you'd better
be the one to decide

who will have to carry
such an important document.

So be it.

l think we can't find a
more trustworthy person

than my nephew Balduccio degli Ubaldini.

Very good choice.

l approve the choice too.

You wanted all this and
now you must carry through with it.

The destiny of Pisa lies in your hands.

The message you're going to receive
will carry the Republic seal.

You must not let our emblem
vanish forever from history.

Bravo!
Wonderful shot, Ambassador.

Still got a good eye.
Don't you think, Count?

You wouldn't be the
ambassador of the most

powerful Republic of the
Tyrrenian if you hadn't.

Genoa isn't the most
powerful Republic of our sea.

We all know that such
title belongs indeed to Pisa.

You hit the mark again, Baron.

But sometimes the best shot
is not the one that hits the mark.

Do you think so?

lt may be more convenient, for instance.

to aim a little to the right

where the heart is.

Don't be mad, we can have
our rematch tomorrow.

l thought that you never offered
rematches. That you found'em...

- Boring.
- Exactly.

Our Genoan brother the illustrious
ambassador is right.

l should try not to bore
my several enemies.

That's why l left Pisa and
l've gathered you here in this castle.

May the damsels, the food and
the wines not bore my friends as well.

You won't bore us. Especially if you'll
offer us the hunt you promised.

Of course, a great hunt will take place soon.

The most spectacular hunt the
whole Tuscany has ever seen.

The Genoan troops attacked us three hours ago.

ln the meantime their
fleet has left La Capraia

and is approaching our shores from south
trying to cut us off completely.

Calculating the winds and the route

we can make an accurate estimate of when
the Genoan ships will reach La Meloria.

Already done. lt's all written there,
in the document we'll send to Ugolino.

Here. Now the Seal.

The plan is working
flawlessly, Monsigneur.

And the merit is yours.

But now your nephew must fly to
Ugolino's castle to deliver it.

l'll give it to him myself, don't worry.

l know that every minute is precious.

As soon as you have any news
don't hesitate to inform me.

- Even in the middle of the night.
- Of course.

Let's hope we'll have
to tell you about our victory.

- Has anyone seen you? - No, l rode
through the woods, avoiding the roads.

Do you have the message?

Here it is. l received it just a
couple of hours ago myself.

You really flew on your horse.

Strange.

The order is to stay here.

The Genoans haven't attacked us yet.

ls that possible? After we
gave them such an occasion?

That means their ships are
still anchored at La Capraia, right?

According to our reports
they haven't left yet.

Very strange.

lt would be the first time that a
plan devised by Ruggeri fails.

Seems impossible.

Had not the Republican Seal stamped on
l wouldn't believe this paper.

- Who gave you this message?
- My uncle, personally.

Fair enough.

Go back to Pisa and tell them
l'll be waiting here at the castle.

lf anything happens you'll come
back here immediately to inform me.

- l'll watch out for your signal.
- All right.

l've been looking for you.
Where have you been?

That's none of your business!
Why did you leave our guests?

Go now. Apologize on my
behalf and tell them

they can retire to their
rooms if they wish.

Open up! Let us in.

- We must see the Count, now.
- Lorenzo, you're wonded! What happened?

- The Genoans. Help us bring the
others in, come on. - Raise the gate!

We've been pushed away by the Genoan
troops. Tried to make a run for the sea

but their ships were already there,
waiting for us.

That's it. It was a miracle we managed
to escape, through the swamps.

lf only our fleet had joined the battle
we could have avoided such a disaster.

Our fleet was supposed to intervene.
But l've been betrayed!

l should have known better.

You! You stole that message!
Answer me! lt was you!

Let go of me. You can kill me,
but you're done for anyway!

You bitch! Whom did you give it to? l'm
going to kill you if you don't tell me.

Balduccio. Not long ago. ln the woods...
- That bastard!

Balduccio!

You? - Yes, it's me. Surprised?

ln fact, l am. Have you
heard about our defeat?

That's why l'm here.

lt's frightening. Rumors of betrayal
are spreading throughout town.

Everyone's against you.

l've been the only
one defending you so far

but l couldn't find an explanation.

That's why l was waiting for Balduccio.

l brought the explanation you were waiting for.

Read it.

lt's horrible. A fake message.

Who brought you this?

- Balduccio.
- Oh my God. How could he...

Now l understand why he insisted
so much about being the messenger.

He wanted you to stay out of the
battle and have you accused of betrayal.

That wretch!

But we can't waste time now.
We must reach him, interrogate him.

- lt's too late.
- lt's never too late. - l killed him.

You what?
How could you?

He was like a son to me!

Oh. . you...

Shortly after he gave the fake message
he tried to retrieve it

with the help of a woman, his lover.

l caught him while he was running away.

And after a gruesome fight...

Has anybody seen him at your castle?

Nobody. He signaled me and
we met outside, as planned.

So now one can know for
sure that he was there.

No one, l told you. Except for
the woman, but she won't talk.

God bless. At least the dishonor
won't stain my name.

What's so hard to understand?

Of course, for those of your ilk
blood washes away everything.

Stabbing him in the heart must have
felt like an immediate liberation to you

That's enough for you.

ln fact, who can accuse you of anything?

You didn't take part
in the battle because

the messenger never
made it to the castle.

He was killed, but by whom?

No one saw you.

This message is a burden of
dishonor looming over my family name.

A message of betrayal.

And the Republican Seal on it
only adds insult to injury.

Oh God why didn't you open
my eyes back then?

Or better, destroy me right now
as l stand with your might.

- Marco Sismondi asks to be received.
- One moment, please.

Try to calm down. We've always
fought united.

Let me help you getting out
of this troublesome situation.

No one knows about this message.
lsn't it so?

Of course.

No need to change that.

You're going to keep it.

But it might be a decisive
proof towards your innocence.

Decisive but also unnecessary.

My alibi is Balduccio being murdered
before reaching my castle.

lf that's good enough to convince you,
the brightest mind in the whole Republic

it will be good enough for me
and everyone else.

Thank you.

l'm sorry Monsigneur, but
they're insisting.

All right.

Go now.

l'll talk to them. Go.

A dreadful day for Pisa, Monsigneur.

Don't tell me that the battle...

Our army was defeated and dissolved.

Ugolino is the cause of this defeat.
He didn't intervene.

How can it be? The order was clear.

That order never arrived to him.

No! What are you talking about?
Explain yourself.

l know this might be the
hardest part for you.

You nephew Balduccio has been found
dead a few miles away from the castle.

Monsigneur. The townspeople are
rioting outside the cathedral.

You're the only one who can talk
some sense into them. Come with us.

Please, go first.

l'm feeling my forces abandoning me right now

l'll join you later.

l swear to God that you
will be avenged, Balduccio.

May l never have peace nor in this life
nor in the thereafter

if l don't keep this promise.

And may God damn the murderers,
forever and ever.

And all their descendants, without mercy.

Never allowing rest nor forgiveness
to their black souls.

This is my oath in front of God.

Amen.

- Did you ask for me, Monsigneur?
- Yes, my dear.

- There's something l have to reproach
you for. - Me, Monsigneur?

Yes, but don't call me Monsigneur.

Just call me like you did
when you were a child

and you used to sit beside Balduccio,

listening to the tales of David,
Joseph and the good Samaritan.

l understand your pain.

You know Balduccio was like a son to me.

More than a son.

But God wanted to take him away from me.

Why?

l don't know.

We can only accept this verdict
with Christian resignation.

Are you perhaps going to judge God's work?

No, father, l...

and yet not long ago l heard you speak
words of hate and revenge.

lnside the house of the
Lord nevertheless!

lnside the house of the One
who preaches love and forgiveness.

l won't have peace until l know the
names of the murderers, father!

You're talking nonsense. You'd lose your
peace forever if you knew that name.

But then...

then you know him!
Me? Are you crazy?

Yes! You know who he is.
You can't deny it.

You know his name. You know the truth.

Be silent!

Some truths are worse than
the most miserable lie.

l'm begging you. Tell me.

lt's my right to know.
l'm only asking for justice.

Justice for his memory.
l want to know!

Please, Father, relieve me
from this anguish.

Beware, you might fall victim
of an even greater anguish.

No. After these words, nothing would be worse
than to keep ignoring the truth.

Please, talk.

All right.

l know l shouldn't and you'll inevitably
hate me for what l'm going to say.

But thy will be done.

Swear you'll never reveal to anyone
how you came to learn the truth.

l swear.

Who killed Balduccio?

Your father.

- That's not possible...
- He told me himself.

God wanted to put you on trial.

Thank Him for having chosen you.
And offer Him your grieving.

Why did he kill him?
l don't know. He didn't want to tell.

l reckon there was some
bad blood between them.

Maybe Ugolino withdrew
his authorization to the marriage.

Where are you going? Stop!

What are you going to do, silly girl?
Remember that he's still your father.

Forgive him like l did,
for the love of God.

Ah, Emilia.

Look at this newborn hawkling.

Now l understand why you've
locked yourself up here.

And why you didn't show up at the funeral.

And why you don't answer to my questions

And why every time you hear Balduccio's
name you blush and change topic.

Now l know.

lt's because you're a murderer!

Emilia!

Yes, a murderer! There's no use in denying it!

Come on, confess! Have at least
the courage to own up to your actions!

- Yes, l did it.
- But why? Why?

No, don't talk.
l'll tell you why.

Because you hated him.
Everybody knows that.

Just because l loved him. You tried
everything in your power to separate us.

You did everything to prevent us from marrying.

And now you succeeded.

- You can't think such awful things of me.
Yes, l do! l know you! Everyone knows you!

l know you're violent, vengeful, jealous

You hated him because
he was young, strong...

Because everybody in Pisa loved him...
because he was proud and loyal...

He was a traitor. That's why l killed him.

No! That's not true!

Killing him is not enough for you.
You also want to stain his memory.

But then...

everybody thinks you
didn't receive the message...

that Balduccio was killed
before meeting you...

but the truth is that you met...

you received the order from the
Council. You're the traitor! You!

And you, my daughter, a Gherardesca,
fell for such nonsense.

Your father a traitor!

l didn't want you to know
he was the impostor.

- Then why you didn't talk?
- To spare you from even more pain.

l wanted your memory of Balduccio
to remain pure and spotless.

Something to remember
fondly in the years to come.

But it's useless now... yes, l killed him!

lt was the right punishment
for that scum.

Tomorrow l'll tell the truth
in front of all Pisa.

And l'll bring the proof of his betrayal.

l'm doing it just because l don't want
my sons to doubt of their father.

Now leave!

l don't want to see you anymore!

Who accuses his own blood is not worth
to have it run in its veins.

All we know is that the fatal blow that
killed one of the heroes of our Republic

had been brutally struck
with a downward motion.

Despite all our efforts and our investigations...

all the tortures we inflicted
to our suspects.

Nothing. No results.

We're still asking ourselves...
who dared to do such thing?

l'll tell you.

You and all Pisa demand an
answer. You'll have it.

We are here to establish justice, Count.

lf you can shed some light, please do,
in the name of God.

Archbishop, the justice you've been
talking about is looking for a traitor.

But so far all the hypotheses
and all the trails led to a dead end.

And they'll never lead to anything
else, as long as you assume

the traitor being the man
who killed Balduccio.

Truth is, my fellow Pisans...

the Judas among our ranks
was none other than Balduccio himself!

- That's not possible! - Can you
prove it? - He's crazy!

Back off. The Count has the right
to talk. He must talk!

You're accusing a hero, Gherardesca.

You may accuse him, but we need evidence!

Not just words! That's what you promised

l'll give you the proof.
The very reason that brought me

Ugolino della Gherardesca to kill him.
- You!

Now everything's clear.

Why our investigations
have been fruitless.

What do you mean?
Nothing, it's all perfectly clear.

You're the only one who had a motive.

You needed an alibi to justify
you not showing up

for the battle, thus causing our defeat.

That's why you had to get rid of him.

But this time you
really crossed the line.

We won't get out of this room until
we'd have everything figured out.

Do you think l would have come here
among you hungry wolves to be devoured

if l weren't sure l had
carried out an act of justice?

- You're a murderer!
- Then why didn't you confess sooner?

Right away!

Why have you been silent so far?You had
to fabricate some proof, of course.

Shut up!

You all think Balduccio was killed
before reaching my castle.

- But l killed him afterwards.
- Why? That's what we want to know.

- You must believe me!
- Are you ordering us to?

Beware Gherardesca.

You think you can always obtain every
thing with menaces or using the dagger.

But there's one thing you can't
have with these methods... justice.

The same justice
that's going to hit you today.

But one thing is for sure.

Now you're in our hands
and you won't get out of here

Archbishop...

l would never have asked you

if these men weren't making such
defamatory accusations against me.

They labeled me as a traitor, the only
thing l've ever feared in my life.

Archbishop you know... you saw that message.

You were horrified by it, just like me.

What message are you
talking about, Gherardesca?

The one l brought you the
very same night of the defeat.

The one you were supposed to keep.

Gherardesca... you're talking
about things l ignore.

Many times already l've been accused of
protecting you with my influence

There's only one message l know of,
maybe that's the one you're referring to

The one l gave my nephew and that
gave you the order to attack immediately

How can you say that? Can't you see
you're ruining me? Dishonoring me!

But what do you want from me now?

To be just another puppet whose strings
are pulled by your limitless ambition?

Do you want me to cover
your most awful crime?

ls this what you want?

l want you to tell the truth!

Where's the document l gave you?

l will answer for the Archbishop.

There's no doubt anymore.

Gentlemen, this man is a traitor!

He's been planning his diabolic plot for
months, to subjugate us with his power.

Now everything makes sense.

Why we had to give up our castles
to Florence and Lucca, for instance.

l didn't propose those disposals.
You did! Do you remember that, at least?

Archbishop?

Luckily everyone here remembers

how vehemently l opposed
that absurd proposal.

lt's really true that those forsaken
by God are meant to go insane.

You bastard! lt won't end
here, l promise!

Gentlemen, this man's words are
an offense against my person.

l'm begging you to protect me.

l'm asking for Count della Gherardesca
the punishment reserved for a traitor.

- The head!
- No! No!

He'll be locked in the town hall tower

and then walled in with no food or water

until he starves to death.

Ugolino... you have visitors.

No! Let me go!

l need to talk to the Archbishop!

He can't do this! They're innocent!
He can't lock them in as well!

- Let me go!
- Tell her to shut up!

No! l won't shut up! l'll keep
screaming as long as l live!

l'll go to Rome and throw
myself at the Pope's feet.

l'll tell him about the horrors you're
perpetrating against those poor souls!

No! Let go of me! Let me go!

We kicked her out, Monsigneur.

Yes, l've heard her. That woman has a
very high-pitched and penetrating voice.

A voice that could very well
reach the ears of the Holy Father.

We must avoid that at all costs.

Understood? At all costs.

Don't worry, sir.
Rome won't know any of this.

Fredo!

Lapo!

Orsola! Where are you?

They all ran away. l'm the only one
left here, with Giacomo.

Here comes Count Fortebraccio. Open up!

Emilia!

- Where's everybody?
- They all left.

Like rats from a sinking ship.

What are you doing here?

You know l never believed in
your father being guilty.

- Now l have proof of his innocence.
- What proof?

Do you know this person?

l know who she is.

- She has something important to say.
- We have nothing to say to each other.

Wait! l know what you think
of me but it doesn't matter.

Your father was telling the truth.
l saw that message with my own eyes.

You...

Yes. l stole it from him... because
l hated your father.

He didn't see me as woman,
l was just an object to him.

l betrayed him. l stole the document
and gave it to Balduccio

Balduccio...

He was my lover.

Oh my God, what have
l done... my poor father...

my poor brothers.

Please help me...
we have no time to waste.

Only the Pope can save them now.
Lend me a horse.

Watch out! The Archbishop's guards!

Shut down the entrance! Now!

Open up! Resistance is futile,
the house is surrounded.

Then we're going to have some fun.

No, Fortebraccio, it's just me
they're looking for.

Let them in, l don't want you
to risk your life.

That's the least l could do
for the woman l love.

No, Fortebraccio, your sacrifice
would be useless. Let me go.

- Raise the gate!
- No, don't do it!

l said raise the gate!

Here she comes. Let's follow her!

She saved your life.

And bought us some time
as well. Let's go.

Then, wsen a little beam sad made its
way into our woeful prison,

and l perceived by their four
faces, how l looked myself,

i bit in anguish both my hands.

And they, thinking it done
because i craved to eat,

immediately stood up, and said to me :

tsou wits this wretched
flesh didst clothe us,

Tsereat, to sadden them
no more, l calmed myself

through that day and the next we all kept mute.

Ah, why, hard earth, didst thou not open up?

Then Gaddo, wsen the
fourth day we had reached,

stretched himself out at lenght before
my feet, and said: "My father, why dost

thou not help?" And there he died;

and, ev'n as thou seest me, between the
fifth day and the sixth

l saw the three fall one by one;

We've heard your story
and we're horrified.

Even among us there are lowlifes
unworthy of the robe they're wearing.

That's why we won't show any mercy to them

even thought we weren't
able to prevent any of this.

Dear daughter, you can go
back to Pisa now.

May God be by your side.

l - Niccolo lV, unworthy servant of God -

hope you will be able to
embrace your beloved ones, free at last.

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