Original subtitles

How beautiful is the Princess Salome toning

How strange the moon looks...

...|ike a woman rising from the grave

Like a little princess with white doves for feet

You might think it was dancing

Like a dead woman. It glides slowly

What an uproarl

What wild beasts are those howling there?

The Jews...

...arguing about their religion

It's ridiculous to argue about such things

How beautiful is the Princess Salome this eveningl

You are always looking at her

You look at her too much, it's dangerous

Something terrible may happen

She is very beautiful this evening

The Tetrarch looks sombre

Who is he looking at? - I don‘t know

How pale the Princess isl Never have I seen her so pale

She is like the shadow of a white rose in a silver mirror

You must not look at her. You look at her too much

Something terrible may happen

Aflermeshallcome anotherwhoismightierthanl

Iamnotworthy tounloosethelalchetofhisshoes

When he comes, the solitary places shall be glad

Whenhecomes, theeyes oftheblindshallseetheday

Theearsofthedeaf shallbeopened

Bid him be silentl

He is a holy man

He says ridiculous things

He is very gentle. When I give him food, he thanks me

Who is he? - A prophet

What is his name? - Jochanaan

Where does he come from? - The desert

A multitude of disciples followed him

What does he speak about?

It's impossible to understand what he says

May he be seen?

No, the Tetrarch has forbidden it

The Princess is leaving the table

She is very troubled. She is coming this way

Don‘t look at her

Yes, she is coming towards us

She is like a dove that has strayed

I will not stay. I cannot stay

Why does the Tetrarch keep looking at me with eyes like a mole?

It is strange that my mother‘s husband looks at me like that

How sweet is the air herel Here I can breathe

Inside sit Jews from Jerusalem...

...tearing each other to pimes over their foolish rites...

Silent, subtle Egyptians...

...and brutal coarse Romans speaking their uncouth language

How I hate these Romansl

Something terrible will happen...

Why do you look at her so?

How good it is to look at the moonl

It is like a silver flower, cool and chaste

Yes, like the beauty of a virgin who is undefiled

Behold, theLordiscome, theSonofManisathand

Who was that who cried out?

The prophet

The prophet? The man the Tetrarch is afraid ol?

We know nothing of that, Princess

It was the prophet Jochanaan who cried out

Shall I send for your sedan chair, Princess?

The night is fair in the garden

The prophet says terrible things about my mother, does he not?

We never understand what he says

Yes, he says terrible things about her

Princess, the Tetrarch asks you to return to the feast

I will not go in

Is this prophet an old man?

Princess, it would be better to go in. Let me lead you

Is this prophet an old man?

No, Princess, he is quite young

Rejoicenot, OPaIestine, thatthe rodofhimwhosmotatheeisbroken

Forfrom theseedoftheserpent shallcomeabasilisk...

...andits brood shall devour the birds

What a strange voicel I'd like to speak with him

The Tetrarch does not allow anyone to speak with him

He has forbidden even the High Priest

| wish to speak with him

Impossible

I will speak with him

Bring forth this prophetl

We are not allowed to

How black it is down therel

It must be terrible to live in such a black hole

It is like a tomb

Did you not hear me?

Bring out the prophetl I want to see him

Princess, we cannot do what you ask

What will happen?

I know something terrible will happen

You will do this for me, won‘t you, Narraboth?

l have always been kind to you

| only wish to look at him, this strange prophet

People have talked so much of him

I believe the Tetrarch is afraid of him

The Tetrarch has forbidden anyone to raise the cover of this dungeon

You will do this for me, Narraboth

And tomorrow, when I pass you in my sedan chair...

...I shall drop a flower for you...

...a little green flower

Princess, I cannot

You will do this for me, Narraboth, you know you will

And tomorrow I will look at you through the veils...

I might even smile at you

Look at me, Narraboth...

You know that you will do what I ask

Let the prophet come forth... Princess Salome wishes to see him

Where is he whose cup of sin is now full?

Where is he who shall die before all the people in a robe of silver?

Bid him come forth, that he may hear the voice...

Of whom is he speaking? - No one can tell, Princess

Where is she who gave herself up to the lust of her eyes...

...who saw painted images of men...

...and sent ambassadors to Chaldea?

He is speaking of my mother

Where is she who gave herself to the ptacains of Assyria?

Where is she who has given herself to the young men of Egypt...

...who are bedecked in fine linen and jewels of hyacinth...

...whose shields are of gold and whose bodies are like giants?

Go, bid her arise from her bed of incest and shame

Let her hear the words of him who prepares the way of the Lord...

...and repent of her iniquities

And if she does not repent, bid her come forth...

...for the scourge of the Lord is in his hand

He is fearsome

He is truly fearsome

Do not stay here, Princess, I beg you

His eyes are the most fearsome of all

They are like the black caverns where dragons live

They are like black lakes in which strange moons flicker

Do you think he will speak again?

Do not stay here, Princess, I beg you

How emaciated he isl

He is like an image of ivory

Surely he is chaste like the moon

His flesh must be cool as ivory

I'd like to look closer at him

No, no, Princessl

I must look closer at him

Who is this woman who is looking at me?

I do not want her eyes on me

Why does she look at me so with her golden eyes?

I don‘t know who she is, I do not wish to know

Bid her gol I do not wish to speak to her

I am Salome, daughter of Herodias, Princess of Judea

Back, daughter of Babylonl Do not come near the chosen of the Lord

Your mother has filled the earth with the wine of her lusts

The enormity of her sins proclaims itselfto God

Speak again, Jochanaan, your voice is like music to my ears

Speak again, Jochanaan, and tell me what I must do

Daughter of Sodom, come not near mel

Cover your face with a veil, scatter ashes on your head

Go out into the desert and seek the Son of Man

Who is he, the Son of Man?

Is he as beautiful as you, Jochanaan?

Begone from mel

I hear the wings of the Angel of Death in the palace

Princess, l beseech you, go insidel

I am in love with your body, Jochanaan

It is white like the lilies in a field that has never been mown

Your body is white like the snow on the mountains of Judea

The roses in the garden of the Queen of Arabia are not so white

Not the feet of the dawn nor the breast of the moon...

Nothing in the world is so white as your body

Let me touch it

Do not speak to me, I will not listen to you

| listen only to the voice of God

Your body is hideous, like the body of a leper

It is like a painted wall crawling with vipers and scorpions

It is like a whitewashed tomb full of loathsome things

Your body is horrible

I am in love with your hair, Jochanaan

Your hair is like the black grapes on the vines of Edom

It is like the cedars of Lebanon which give shade to lions

Long moonless nights are not so black as your hair

The silence in the forest...

Nothing in the world is so black as your hair

Let me touch it

Do not touch mel

Do not prohne the temple of the Lord my God

Your hair is horrible, it is covered with dust and filth

It is like a crown of thorns, a knot of serpents

I do not love your hair

It is your mouth I desire, Jochanaan

It is like a band of scarlet on a tower of ivory

It is like a pomegranate cut with a silver knife

The pomegranate flowers in the gardens of Tyre are not so red

The red fanfares of trumpets that herald the approach of kings...

...are not so red as your red mouth

It is redder than the feet of the wine-treaders...

It is redder than the feet of the doves in the temple

It is like a coral branch... like the royal purple in the mines of Moab

Nothing in the world is so red as your mouth

Letmekissit

Neverl

Daughter of Babylon...

Daughter of Sodom...

Neverl

I want to kiss your mouth, Jochanaan

Princess, you who are like a garden of mynh, the dove of all doves...

Do not look at this man

Do not speak such words to him

I cannot bear it

Let me kiss your mouth, Jochanaan

Are you not afraid, daughter of Herodias?

Daughter of adultery, there is but one who can save you

Go, seek him

He is in a boat on the sea of Galilee talking to his disciples

Kneel down on the shore and call to him

Call to him by his name

He comes to all who call him

Bow yourself at his feet...

...so that he may forgive your sins

Let me kiss your mouth, Jochanaan

Be accursed, daughter of an incestuous motherl

I will not look at you. You are accursed, Salome

Where is Salome? Where is the Princess?

Why didn‘t she return to the banquet as l commanded her?

There she isl

You must not look at her. You are always looking at her

How strange the moon looks toning

It looks like a madwoman seeking everywhere for lovers

Like a drunken woman reeling through the clouds

No, the moon is like the moon, that is all

Letusgo in

I want to stay herel Bring carpets and torches

I will drink more wine with my guests

l slippedl

l have stepped in blood... it is an ill omen

Why is this blood here? And this bodY?

Who is this dead man?

I don‘t want to look

It is our ptacain

I gave no order to kill him

He has killed himself

That is strange

The young Man was very handsome

I remember, I saw his yearning eyes...

...when he looked at Salome

Away with himl

It's cold here

There is a wind blowing

No, there's no wind

| tell you there is a wind blowing

I hear something in the air like the sound of mighty wings

Don‘t you hear it?

I hear nothing

Now I hear it no longer... but I did hear it

It was the blowing of the wind... it's gone now

Listenl

The sound of mighty wings

You are ill, let us go in

I'm not ill, but your daughter is deathly ill

I've never seen her so pale

I've told you not to look at her

Pour me winel

Salome, come, drink wine with me

Caesar himself sent me this exquisite wine

Dip your lips in it, your little red lips...

Then I will drain the glass

I am not thirsty, Tetrarch

Do you hear how she answers me, this daughter of yours?

She is right. Why do you always stare at her?

Bring ripe fruitl

Salome, come, eat fruit with me

I love to see the marks of your little white teeth in a fruit

Bite off just a little...

Then I'll eat what is left

I am not hungry, Tetrarch

You see how you have brought up this daughter of yoursl

My daughter and I are of royal blood

Your father was a camel-driver and a thief

Salome, come, sit by me

You shall sit on your mother's throne

I am not tired, Tetrarch

You see how she esteems you

Bring me...

What do I want? I've forgotten

I remember. . .

Behold, thetimer'scome

Thedaythatlspokaofr'sathand

Silence himl He's insulting me

He has said nothing against you. Besides, he is a great prophet

I don't believe in prophets... but you are afraid of him

I am afraid of no man

I tell you, you are afraid of him...

...or you would deliver him to the Jews

Truly, it would be better to hand him overto us

Enough of thisl I won't give him to you

He is a holy man, he has seen God

That cannot be: no man has seen God since the prophet Elias

HewasthelasttoseeGod facetoface

In these days God does not show himself

Great evils have come upon the land

No one knows if Elias did see God... perhaps it was only his shadow

God never hides, he shows himself always and everywhere

God is in evil as well as good

That is a dangerous doctrine from All-ndria

God's ways are mysterious, we can only bow to his will

You speak truly... God is terrible

But this man has not seen him... since Elias, no one has seen God

Bid them be silentl They weary me

They say Jochanaan is really your prophet Elias

That cannot be: Elias lived more than three hundred years ago

I am sure he is Elias

No, he isn'tl

Bid them be silentl

Behold, thedayoftheLord isathand

Ihearupon themountains thefeetoftheSaviourofthewortd

What does that mean, Saviour of the world?

The Messiah has come

No, he hasn'tl

He has come, and everywhere he is working miracles

At a wedding in Galilee he turned water into wine

He healed two lepers of Gapemaum

Just by touching theml

He has healed the blind...

He was seen on a mountain talking with angels

I don't believe in miracles, I've seen too many

He raised the daughter of Jairus from the dead

He raises the dead?

Yes, he raises the dead

| forbid him to do thatl

It would be terrible ifthe dead came back

Where is this man now

Everywhere... but it is hard to find him

He must be foundl - They say he is in Samaria

He left Samaria, he is now near Jerusalem

Listenl | forbid him to raise the dead

The wanton, the daughter of Babylon! Thus saith the Lord...

Command him to be silentl

A multitude shall n'se up and stone her

This is infamousl

The captains will pierce her with their swords...

They willcrush her with theirshields

Silence himl

Thus will! wipe out all wickedness...

...and teach all women not to stray in the ways of herabominations

You hear what he says against me? You allow him to revile your wifel

He did not speak your name

Adayr'scoming when thesun shall turn black like sackcloth

The moon shall turn to blood...

...and the stars fall to earth like unripe figs

Adayr'scoming when thekings ofthe earth shall tremble

This prophet chatters like a drunloard

I can't bear the sound of his voice

Command him to be silentl

Dance for me, Salomel

I won't allow it

I have no desire to dance, Tetrarch

Salome, daughter of Herodias, dance for mel

I will not dance, Tetrarch - You see how she obeys youl

He shall sit on his throne clothed in scarlet and purple...

...and the angelofthe Lord shallsmite himdown

If you dance for me, you may ask for whatever you wish...

...and I will give it to you

Will you really give me whatever I ask, Tetrarch?

Do not dance, my daughter

Everything you ask for... even if it were half of my kingdom

Doyouswearit?

Iswearit

What will you swear bf?

Bymylife. mycrawm mvgods

You have sworn an oath

I have sworn an oath

My daughter, do not dancel

Even if it were half of my kingdom

As a queen you will be beautiful

It's cold here... there's an icy wind

Why do I hear this beating of wings?

It is like a huge black bird overhead

Why can't I see it, this bird?

The noise of its wings is terrible

It is a cutting wind... No, it isn't cold, it is hot

Pour water on my hands, give me snow to eat

Loosen my mantle

My garland hurts me

These roses are like fire

Now I can breathe... now I am happy

Will you dance for me, Salome?

I will dance for you

Who is it who comes from Edom in purple raiment?

Let us go in. This man's voice drives me mad

I won't let my daughter dance while he keeps crying out

I won't let her dance while you look at her like that

In a word, I won't let her dance

Don't get up, my wife, my queen... it won't help

I won't go in until she has danced

I am ready, Tetrarch

Magnificentl Wonderfull

You see, she has danced for me, your daughter

Come here, Salome, you shall have your reward

I will give you whatever your heart desires. Speakl

I would like, upon a silver platter...

On a silver platter, indeed...

Isn't she charming?

What would you like on a silver platter, 0 sweet Salome...

...fairer than all the daughters of Judea?

What must they bring you on a silver platter? Tell mel

Whatever it may be you shall have it

All my riches are yours

What do you wish for, Salome?

The head of Jochanaan

Well said, my daughterl

Don't listen to your mother's evil counsel

I do not heed my mother's voice

For my own pleasure...

...I want the head of Jochanaan on a silver platter

You have sworn an oath, Herod...

Do not forget that

I know... I have sworn by my gods

But I beseech you, Salome, ask me for something else

Ask for half of my kingdom... I shall give it to you

But do not ask of me what your lips have asked

I ask of you the head of Jochanaan

Iwon'tgiveittoyou

You have sworn an oath, Herod

Yes, everyone heard you

Silence, womanl I'm not talking to you

My daughter was right to ask for the head of Jochanaan

He has heaped insults upon me

You can see she loves her mother. Do not yield, my daughter

He has sworn an oath

Don't speak to mel

Salome, don't be stubborn

See, I have always loved you

Perhaps I have loved you too much

Therefore do not ask this of me

A man's head cut from his body is an evil sight

I have an emerald, the finest in the world...

You'd like that, wouldn't you?

Askmeforit, Iwillgiveittoyou

I demand the head of Jochanaan

You're not listening

You only say that to annoy me because I stared at you

Your beauty troubled me

Bring winel I'm thirsty

Let us be fiiendsl Think..

What was I saying?

Now I remember

You know my beautiful white peacocks...

...that walk in the garden among the myrtles

I'll give you them all

There is no king in the world who has peacocks like them

I have only a hundred but I will give you them all

Well said, my daughterl As for you and your peacocks...

Stop screeching like a bird of preyl

Salome, think what you are doing

It may be that this man is sent from God

He is a holy man

The finger of God has touched him

You wouldn't want some evil to behll me?

Listen to mel

Be calm, Salome

Look... I'm calm

I have jewels hidden here that your mother has never seen

A collar with four rows of pearls...

Yellow topaz like tigers' eyes, pink topaz like doves' eyes...

Green topaz like cats' eyes

Opals that burn with an ice-cold flame...

I will give you them all

I have chrysolites and beryls, chrysoprases, rubies...

...sardonyx, hyacinth, chalcedony

I'll give you all these and more

I have a crystal which no woman is allowed to look into

I have three magical turquoises which bring strange visions

These are treasures beyond price

What more do you desire?

I'll give you all you ask..

...emept one thing...

Not the life of this man

I'll give you the mantle of the high priest...

...the veil of the sanctuary

Give me the head of Jochanaanl

Let her be given what she asks

She is in truth her mother's child

Who has taken my ring?

I had a ring on my right hand

Who has drunk my wine?

There was wine in my cup

Someone has drunk it

Misfortune will befall someone

My daughter has done well

I'm sure some misfortune will happen

There is no sound... I hear nothing

Why doesn't he cry out?

If someone came to kill me I would cry out

I would struggle, I would not bear it

Strike, Naamanl

No, I hear nothing

There is a terrible silence

I heard something fall

It was the executioner's sword

He is afraid... he has dropped his sword

He dares not kill him, he is a coward

Send soldiersl

Weren't you the fiiend of the dead man?

There are not yet enough dead men

Tell the soldiers to go down and bring me what I ask..

...which the Tetrarch promised me, which is minel

Soldiers, go down into the dungeon and bring me this man's headl

Tetrarch, command your soldiers to bring me the head of Jochanaan

You would not let me kiss your mouth, Jochanaan

Nowlwillkissit

Iwill biteitwith myteeth likea r'ipe fruit

Yes, now I will kiss it...

I said it, did I not?

But why do you not look at me?

Your eyes that were so terrible, so full of rage and scorn...

They are shut now

Why are they shut?

Open your eyesl

Are you afraid of me, that you will not look at me?

And your tongue speaks no word...

...this scarlet viper that spat its venom at me

Strange...

Why should this red viper stir no more?

You spoke evil words against me...

...Salome, daughter of Herodias, Princess of Judea

I still live...

...but you are dead

And your head belongs to me

lcandowithitwhatlwill

I can throw it to the dogs and the birds of the air

What the dogs leave the birds will devour

Jochanaan, you were beautiful

Your body was an ivory column on feet of silver

It was a garden of doves among silver lilies

Nothing in the world was so white as your body

Nothing in the world was so black as your hair

In all the world there was nothing so red as your mouth

Your voice was a vessel of incense...

...and when I looked at you I heard mysterious music

Why did you not look at me, Jochanaan?

You covered your eyes with the veil of one who would look on God

Well, you have seen your God...

...but you have never seen me

If you had seen me you would have loved me

I thirst for your beauty, I hunger for your body

Not wine nor apples can appease my desire

What shall I do now, Jochanaan?

Not the floods nor the great waters can quench this burning passion

Why did you not look at me?

If you had looked at me...

...you would have loved me

Well I know that you would have loved me

And the secret of love...

...is greater than the secret of death

She is a monster, your daughter

My daughter has done well, I wish to stay here

There speaks my brother's wifel

Come, I won't stay in this place

Surely something terrible will happen

Let us hide in the palace, Herodias... I begin to tremble

Put out the torches, hide the moon, hide the starsl

Something terrible will happen

I have kissed your mouth, Jochanaan

There was a bitter taste on your lips

Was it the taste of blood?

No, perhaps it was the taste of love

Theysaylove hasabittertaste

But what does it matter?

I have kissed your mouth, Jochanaan

Kill that womanl