All language subtitles for The.Name.of.the.Rose.S01E07.XviD-AFG

[Salvatore] Innocent sum!

Only wanted amore puella!

Please, por favor,
Salvatore innocent est!

Innocent!

[Bernard]
A black cat, eyes extracted...

eggs and dung...

Do you not recognize them,
brother William, hmm?

Were you not inquisitor
at Kilkenny, three years ago,

when a girl had intercourse
with the devil

in the form of a black cat?

I do not believe you need
my past experiences

-to arrive at your conclusions.
-Indeed, happily,

there are far more
reliable witnesses.

Most Reverend! Most Reverend!

What?

Bernard Gui has arrested
Salvatore! With a witch!

That man was not killed
in combat.

A demon in the form of
a woman killed him...

and then disappeared
into the fog.

Take the prisoners
to different cells.

Tie the monk to the wall

so I can look him in the eye

when I question him.

As for her, there's no need
to interrogate her tonight.

If she is a witch...

she will not speak easily.
Take them away!

[Screams] No, no, no!

[Door opening]

[The girl screaming]

[The girl screaming]

-Don't touch puella mea!
-Quiet!

[Girl] No! No!

[Sobbing]

[Soldier] Get in there! Witch!

[Spits]

No, no!

No!

What have you done?

I tried to save her!

Salvatore had her in chains!
He raped her.

Did he rape her?
He tried to rape her.

Salvatore is nothing compared
to the man who has her now.

-Who has her now?
-Bernard.

He took her? Why?
She's done nothing wrong.

-She's innocent. She's innocent!
-I know, I know.

-She's innocent!
-It will be men like us

who will dig from
beneath her skin

that which the Lord
wanted to be protected

and adorned by that skin.

I must see her.

Where do you think you're going!

Be still, fool.

And stop doing things
that will lead you to the stake!

[Door opening]

Bonsoir, mes amis.
Ego sum in chain.

Salvatore free? Hmm? [Chuckles]

Thank you, thank you.

Tutto finito?
Forgiven? Merci, merci...

[Salvatore sobbing]
No, no, no, no,

pietas, pietas Salvatore.

Prego. No, no, no!

No, no.

[Screams]

[She screams]

[Salvatore continues screaming]

[Salvatore screaming]

[Salvatore screaming]

Oh mater mea, quare me genuisti

filium amaritudins
et doloris...?

They are using my irons!

Go back to your prayers.

[Salvatore screaming]

Banish evil from this place!

[Salvatore screaming]

[Panicked breathing]

Magnificentissimus
magister Bernardus...

Mercy on poor Salvatore...

no more pain, no more
burning irons sur ma peau.

Please.

[Bernard]
I am not here to hurt you.

I am here to protect you.

I want to help you...
and for you to help me.

Si, si, Excellentissimus frate,
si.

You help me, I help you.

I am God's guard dog.

Me too! Me too!
I was chien... dog. Good dog!

I guard the Lord's vineyards.

The heretics are like foxes,
they want to destroy the vines.

Yes!

Salvatore, are you ready
to come with me?

And hunt down these foxes?

Oui, si, si, oui.

[Salvatore groans]

Did Remigio lie with the witch?

Puella no witch, no!

She was meant to love me.

But I'm bad person!

But she is beautiful,

she is just belissima
like Madonna...

[Grunts]

Do not blaspheme.

Just... just bellissima!
Bellissima.

But puella love boy.

What boy?

Brother William have puer.

Deutsch. Ja?

She loves him.

Are you telling me that William
is involved with all this?

-Is that what you are saying?
-Adso is wonderful.

And young. And she loves him.

[Sobbing] I want she love me!

Me... Forgive me.

The witch lay with William
of Baskerville's novice.

[Anna] Tell me where
the inquisitor sleeps.

[Remigio] Are you insane?
Second cell on the gallery.

No. Maybe the third.
I'm not sure.

Don't even think about it.

[Jorge] Is that you?

The avenging angel?

Wait.

Is it my turn?

I know the end is near.

Do not leave me.

[Adso] If you kept
a record of sins, Lord...

who could stand?

But with you
there is forgiveness...

Save her,
oh Lord of our salvation...

And who are you?

Adso.

And what sin nails you
to the ground, my son?

[Screams]

[Screams, gasps]

[Soldier] Eat, witch.

[Door closing]

[Soldier shouts command]

[Bernard]
Tell me, Remigio of Varagine,

have you ever heard of
Fra Dolcino of Novara?

I heard him spoken of.

[Bernard] Have you ever
seen him in person

or had conversation with him?

-I've seen him.
-Louder!

Yes, I've seen him
and spoken with him, my lord.

I was a Franciscan friar
in a convent near Novara

when Dolcino's people
gathered in those parts,

and at first no one really
understood who they were.

Oh, you lie!

You were not at a convent,

you were already
a member of the band.

How can you assert that, sir?

[Salvatore grunts]

[Yells]

Tell me, Salvatore,

how did you meet Remigio?

Ero perro...

Remigio aveva una espada...

[Hisses]

Bishop!

Blood et le patrons...

enfant schifus... [Spits]

Calciava il perro!

Kicks the dogs... I saw all.

An incomprehensible testimony
is an invalid testimony.

Tell me, Salvatore, did you see
Remigio murder a bishop?

Un dia, I had a big chain...

Answer only yes or no.

Oui, Magnificientissimus! Oui!

[Bernard]
And you fought with Dolcino

and robbed and killed
and destroyed?

Big montagna. Rubia. Mortos.
Thousands of dead!

-Yes or no?
-Oui, Magnificientissimus! Oui!

And the women fornicated
freely, yes or no?

Yes, Magnificientissimus!

Even the great witch prostitute
herself

that was always with Dolcino?

Enough!

[Salvatore] Margaretta?

Oui, Magnificientissimus! Oui!

Margaretta beautiful...

He killed. Matar puercos.

Io no kill...
Salvatore never kill.

[Sobbing] Jamais! Jamais!

Never!

Come, come.

-[Salvatore struggles]
-Shh.

My dear Salvatore,

I believe you, Salvatore,

that you have never killed.

Unlike our beast here,

you would have admitted it

because you are under oath
to tell the truth.

Salvatore no blood. No, no.

Salvatore abhorret violencia!

Shh.

You have a good heart.

And a good heart knows that
he cannot love a brother

who is still in league
with the devil!

So, my dear Salvatore,

what else weighs
on your conscience?

No, Salvatore, no! No!

Si. Yes.

Dolcino the serpent
before the fall...

Before the defeat!

No, Salvatore, do not do it!

He gave to Remigio
letters secrete

and he always kept them safe,
tenuit secum...

-He had them with him?
-[Salvatore] Et aqui, in abazia,

porqué someone doveva
arrivare les chercher!

Snake, lascivious ape,

I was your father, your friend,
your shield!

So he hid the letters
here in the abbey

and waited for someone to come
for them! Who, Remigio?

This is how you repay me?

Signore Remigio, if I could be,
I was yours.

You were to me dilectissimo.
[Sobs]

Madman!

Are you hoping to save yourself?

What do I know?
Heresy, what is it?

Perdona me, amicus.

Perdona tu perro, forgive me.

There's only one thing
that arouses animals

more than pleasure,
and that is pain.

Brother William, would you care

to share your thoughts
with us all?

With pleasure.

A man cannot be forced
to believe,

only to say he believes.

This is what struck me during
the course of my inquisition

and why I gave up that activity.

Otherwise what would become
of that free will

on the exercising of which

we will be judged
in the next world?

Are you suggesting that
Salvatore may have lied?

I am suggesting that
under torture

a man not only says
what the inquisitor wants,

but also what he imagines
might please him,

because a bond is established
between you and him.

And it is not on this
that the truth can be based.

Your philosophy is heretical!

Truth is not the product
of a glowing iron bar.

There is only one truth.

The incandescence of the truth

comes from a very different
flame.

And it does not belong
to the heretics,

nor to those who protect them.

Torture is a necessity.

A necessity for the total
destruction of a man.

A necessity to obtain
not his truth but yours.

Salvatore!

Go now and meditate
further in your cell.

We will consider your testimony
with paternal benevolence.

Thank you. Thank you.

[Groans] Thank you.

Thank you, Magnificentissimo.

It seems that you
were carrying with you

certain letters from Dolcino,

that you hid
here in the library

waiting for someone
or something...

That is not true.

[Bernard]
Bring Malachi of Hildesheim.

Do not cry for help.

Show me that you understand.

Where are the prisons?

-Under the forge.
-Where?

Through the door on the left.

[He gasps for breath]

I asked you if you had received

from the defendant here present
any letters...

Malachi, You swore you would
do nothing to harm me.

And I did not swear falsely.

I kept your letters secret
for years.

I handed them over to our
most reverend brother Bernard

only after you killed
Severinus.

But you must know
I did not kill Severinus.

You know because
you were already there.

-Me?
-[Remigio] Yes.

I went into the infirmary
after they discovered you.

Then, Remigio, what were you
doing in Severinus's laboratory?

I... I heard brother William

tell Severinus to guard
certain papers.

I thought he meant the letters.

Ah...
So you knew about the letters.

Most Reverend Inquisitor,
of what is Remigio accused?

Of being a heretic for a short
period in his long ago youth?

Or to be one today?
To have killed Severinus?

Why don't you tell us which
charges you would prefer

to defend against. Yes, and
while we are on the subject,

I would also be interested to
know from you, brother William,

what papers you were discussing
with Severinus,

when the cellarer overheard
and, I imagine, misunderstood.

He did in fact
misunderstand me.

Your imagination is accurate.

We were referring to
a copy of the treatise

on canine hydrophobia
by Ayyub al-Ruhawi,

a remarkably erudite book
which you surely must know

and which must often have been
of great use to you.

So the matters were extraneous
to the case under discussion.

What case under discussion?

If brother William
in these past few days

had paid more attention
to the baying of heretics

than the yapping
of the abbey dogs,

perhaps he would also
have discovered

that a man far more dangerous
than a rabid mongrel

had taken up residence
within the abbey walls.

These letters are
the remains of a heresy,

and in this abbey
someone is prepared to kill

in order to obtain them!

I have nothing to do with
the crimes in the abbey!

-Silence!
-[Alinardo] Yes!

Everyone hold your tongues!

Beware the fifth trumpet.

The pain will be such as
of a thousand scorpion stings.

My Lord, let me tell you
exactly what happened.

I thought Malachi wanted
to get rid of those letters,

so he gave them to Severinus
to hide.

I went to Severinus because
I wanted to destroy them,

but he was already dead.

So I started searching
through his things...

Why should I give those letters
to Severinus?

I didn't even know
what they were about.

[Bernard] Malachi of Hildesheim,

you are not here as a defendant,

but as a witness.

You have nothing to fear.

Since I'm in charge of
the only part of the abbey

forbidden to all the others,

Remigio asked me,
when he arrived here,

to keep some documents
of a secret nature,

entrusted to him in confession,

which should not fall into
"profane hands," so he said,

and which he dared
not keep himself.

I conceded, never suspecting
these documents

could be of an heretical nature.

Why did you not inform me?
The library was never intended

to house the belongings
of any monk.

[Malachi] At the time
it seemed to me

a thing of scarce importance.

I sinned without malice.

Of course. We are all convinced

the librarian
acted in good faith.

Was it these?

Yes. These are the letters.

[Bernard]
That would be sufficient.

You may go,
Malachi of Hildesheim.

[Aymaro] You hid his letters

and he showed you the novices'
arses in the kitchen!

-[Laughter]
-[Abbot] Silence!

Silence I said!

Who dared utter such vulgarity?

He will be punished severely!

Do you recognize these papers
as being yours, Remigio?

These are letters
from the heretic Dolcino.

Letters to his followers.

Messages of hatred
towards the "ignoble church,"

a hope for the coming of
a so-called "holy pope."

He incites his followers
to continue the struggle.

And he speaks of a daughter,
Anna.

Do you know this Anna?

No, my Lord, I do not know.

I did not even know
a daughter existed.

[Strains]

Confess!

But to what must I confess?

That you were with Dolcino,

that you had believed and
shared his ideas and actions.

-Yes!
-Yes.

I believed those things.

We were to bring about
the renewal of the Church,

which perverts like you
had destroyed!

In just a few years we,
the poor and disinherited,

had defeated four,
yes, four full armies

that you had thrown against us!

Yes, I confess, I confess
I believed in the true faith

with my whole soul.

I confess that we renounced
all our belongings

and from that time on we never
accepted money from anyone!

And you burned and looted!

And we burned and looted, yes,

because we had proclaimed
poverty the universal law.

The heresy of those
who preached

and still do preach poverty

inevitably leads to waves of
criminality and chaos.

This is the lesson that
every man of faith must learn.

And that, for now, is all.

Most Reverend Inquisitor,

you are trying to prove
that Remigio's actions

are shared by
the Franciscan order.

Our vision of life
does not include hate.

We condemn all violence
and all bloodshed.

You, on the other hand,

are using the same methods
as the heretics.

But, as I said before,

you cannot impose faith
with violence.

Thou shalt not commit adultery.
Thou shalt not kill.

Thou shalt not steal. Are you
saying, dear brother William,

that our Lord Jesus Christ

did not consider
the commandments to be coercive?

[Remigio] We killed to punish,
to purify through blood.

We alone were
the apostles of Christ,

all the others had betrayed him.

Our rule came to us
directly from God,

not from you, damned dogs,
false preachers,

putrid carrions, ravens,

servants of
the whore of Avignon!

I have heard enough.

I will come with you.

[Quietly]
Watch what you do, young man.

You have something
you want to ask me?

I do.

Well, go on, then.

I wanted to ask...

When we arrived at the abbey,
we met a girl.

Ah. The witch?

She's not a witch.

All I'm asking
is for you to bless her

and grant her absolution

before the inquisitor
does her any harm.

You're a good lad.
Maybe too good.

[Metalwork]

[Jorge] Open the door.

I feel no devil around you.

Kneel.

Audi filia et vide

et inclina aurem tuam

et obliviscere populum tuum

et domum patris tui...

Te deum laudamus
te dominum confitemur...

Te aeternum patrem
omnis terra veneratur...

Tibi omnes angeli

tibi caeli
et universae potestates...

Tibi cherubim et seraphim...

[Bernard] Tell us how you killed
your brothers in the abbey,

and why.

Do not make me confess
to what I have not done.

[Bernard]
You have heard him.

He once had his hands
steeped in blood,

yet now he is innocent.

Here,

come to my arms,
brother Remigio,

that I may console you

for the accusations

that evil men have brought
against you.

Prepare the instruments
of torture.

[Remigio] No.

Avoid mutilation

and let death be savored

and expected.

It must not come before
confession is full

and voluntary and purifying.

No, my lord. No, not torture.

I'm a cowardly man.

I have collaborated readily

in the management of this estate
of the Antichrist.

I helped to enrich him
like a stuffed pig.

Abbot, you've filled
your secret chest,

indifferent to the poor
and suffering people.

Will holy water be sufficient
to cleanse your soul?

Enough!

Enough!

[Adso] It's the abbot.

[Jorge] Abbot, what is the rush?

His mother was a "grande dame."

But when she heard the sermon
of Saint Francis,

she decided to give
all her riches to the poor.

So he had her declared

"non compos mentis."

Can you imagine
his boxes of jewels

given to the poor? [Chuckles]

Dolcino and Margherita
are saints.

You are devils!
I still believe in them!

The interrogation is finished.

[Remigio]
No, it is not finished.

You want a corpse,
and to have it

you need me to assume
the guilt for other corpses.

So listen carefully.

I killed Adelmo of Otranto

out of hatred for his youth.

I killed Venanzio of Salvamec

because he was too learned.

I killed Berengar of Arundel

out of hatred for his library.

I killed Severinus
of Sankt Emmeram... why?

Because he gathered herbs,

while we only had corpses
to eat.

And yes, of course,
I could kill the others too,

including our abbot whom
I have fed but always hated.

[William]
Under the threat of torture,

a man says not only
what he has done...

but what he would
have liked to do,

even if he does not know it.

Is that enough for you?

Ah, no,

you want to know
how I killed all those people.

The Devil does it for you,

if you know how
to command the Devil.

How did you command the Devil?

You yourself know,
butcher of apostles.

You take a black cat,
isn't that it?

The monster just told you how.
You pull its eyes out,

you take it at midnight
to a crossroads

and you cry out in a loud voice:

"O great Lucifer,
Emperor of Hell,

I offer you this cat
in sacrifice.

Enter into the body of my enemy
and bring him to his death!

You will do as I command of you

by the powers of
all the captains

of the great legions of hell,

Adramelch, Alastor,
and Azazel...

-Abigor... pecca pro nobis...
-[Uproar]

Amon... misaerere nobis...

Belial... libera nos a malo...

Samael, Haborym,
Zaebos, Focalor!

-[Man] Make him stop, please!
-[Uproar]

Now it is well and truly
finished.

[Silence]

The accused has confessed

and will be removed to Avignon,

where he will be burned
at the stake as a heretic.

This terrible episode,

that has seen one man commit
such ferocious crimes,

is at an end.

The abbey may now live in peace.

But the world...

The world still
has not found peace.

The source of the heretics'
wickedness

springs from the lips
of many preachers,

respected, unpunished.

I consider declared
friends of heretics,

all men who pronounce those
discourses and read those books,

they are as dangerous
as the assassins!

Dolcino quoted Jesus
and the Gospel.

Would you consider
the Christ and his Apostles

heretics and assassins

just because the Dolcinians
used their words?

I want to get my hands
on a forbidden book and a man.

You keep forgetting there
is an innocent girl down there

that they want to burn!

I haven't forgotten, believe me.

Where is the book?

What book?

Benno, neither of us is a fool.

-What makes you think I took it?
-I did not recognize the book.

But you recognized it very well
and you went back to get it.

-Where is it?
-I cannot tell.

I will speak with the abbot.

It is the abbot himself
who ordered me not to tell.

Today Malachi offered me
Berengar's position.

Just half an hour ago
the abbot agreed.

But, Benno, the day before

you said you were burning

with the curiosity to know.
Like the Italians,

you didn't want the library
to conceal mysteries any longer.

Now he is the guardian of
those secrets he wanted to know,

and while he guards them

he will have all the time

he wants to learn them.

[Aymaro] Our Malachi
has accomplished

many fine things today.

If justice were to exist,

the Devil will come
and take him this very night.

[William]
Malachi knew his man:

he used the best means
to recover the book

and seal his lips.

This is exactly
why I speak of lust.

There is lust
not only of the flesh.

Bernard Gui is lustful; his is
a distorted lust for justice

which becomes identified
with a lust for power.

And Benno lusts for books.

But lust has nothing to do
with love,

not even carnal love.

True love wants the good
of its beloved.

What a nasty day.

Do not despair, Adso.

A monk in the Orient
once told me:

"Three things cannot be hidden
for very long:

the sun, the moon,
and the truth."

[Metalwork]

Remigio?

Wait for me!

We have to leave.

No, no, this is not the chain

I'm asking you
to free me from.

I want my father's letters.

[Remigio]
You're just like her.

-All I want is those letters!
-Why?

Because it's all
that is left of them.

The inquisitor has them.

[Anna]
I was just a baby. Why?

I hoped
if Margherita saw you there

she would recant.

[Screams]

-Margherita...
-I am Anna!

I meant nothing to Margherita!
Or to my father.

I'm not like her. I just
wanted to live in peace.

With my son. With my man.

I am the one
who betrayed your father.

They promised me
they would spare Margherita.

Do it!

Knowing that I saved you
precisely for this,

to avenge your father
and your mother.

Do it, Anna, now.
Kill me and go. Do it!

Help! Help!

Help!

He attacked me, he was strong.

Hurry! To the prison!

Go back. Back!

Check all the cells!

Be on your guard!

He might be armed.

[Bernard]
Did you see his face?

No, your Eminence.
But he was strong.

His arm was a claw,
like iron...

And his knife
was a double-edged cleaver.

And his voice?

A whisper.

More like a woman's...

And the odor?

I was afraid.

Sulfur? Goat?

Rotten eggs?

Or perhaps rotten fish? Or shit?

Definitely not.

But musk, that's it.

The smell of a whore.

[Monks singing]

[Chokes]

[Gasps for breath]

He told me... truly...

It has the power
of a thousand scorpions.