All language subtitles for Dungevczvcdvfdgfstasy (2026)

Okay, milk and eggs.

All right, milk, eggs.

- Mm-hmm.
- And what else, babe?

Oh, what if we get pasta?

Oh, we can make fettuccine Alfredo.

Yes.

Pasta.

Babe, please be careful.

Why, in case I fall?

Yes.

Whoops.

Yes, in case you fall

in love with me.

Well, Luke Cattaneo.

It's too late for that.

- I know.
- Mmm.

Mmmm.

Groceries first.

You're not getting out it.

- But-
- No, man.

Come on, mister.

You shouldn't dress like
this and make a grocery list.

What if I get
frozen grapes as a snack?

Is that really replacing ice cream

or am I getting kicked out again

at 2:00 a.m. to go get it for us?

Mm.

Babe, you have a little...

Luke!

Ow.

Who are you?

[PA Blue Team To ICU, Please.

Blue Team to ICU.

Hi, Emily.

How are you?

My...

Luke, where's my Luke, where's my Luke?

He should be

Ma'am, you've been in
a severe accident, okay?

And multiple surgeries.

Please.

Where's my husband?

He should be right there.

He should be here.

He's...

No.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Is he dead?

No.

No.
- Your husband's fine.

He's fine, okay?

He just left you something.

What?

What's going on?

Hey.

Divorce?

What?

What, no he wouldn't...

He wouldn't.

Code blue, code blue!

Welcome back, Emily.

My phone.

Give me my phone.

Give me my phone.

He wouldn't do this to me.

Luke.

Luke?

Hey, it's Luke.

Leave it at the beep.

Luke.

No, this isn't real.

This isn't...

You know, I love you, but seriously,

how do you feel about this?

Well, hmm,

the old Emily, the one
whose husband vanished

and divorced her after a car crash,

well, she flat lined for
three minutes anyway.

This Emily, she doesn't feel thing.

Nope, I'm single,

I can walk, and I've got a
plane to catch.

I'm writing that travel piece, Boss Lady.

Thrilled?

Thrilled, terrified.

It's hard to tell the
difference these days.

Yeah.

I am going to write,

but I'm also going to find him.

I deserve closure.

Hey, bellissima.

A beauty like you belongs in
a beautiful place like this.

Mm.

Would you do us the
honor of coming to feast?

Luke, is that you?

What fortress?

Oh, it's okay.

I'm American.

Oh, fantastic.

Do, do you know anything about a fortress?

Like, is is it a restaurant or bar or...

You look like a nice girl.

It's best to stay away.

Yes?

American girl.

You blew me off for the dungeon, huh?

I know what it is.

You do?

Mm-hmm.

Spicy, huh?

It's hard to get in though.

Why, is it, is it like
invite only or something?

Do you know where it is?

Can you take me?

Sure, I'll tell you more,

but you've got to...

Huh.

American money is very good.

I'm not giving you money.

What about a kiss?

Bitch.

Okay, wow, this place is something else.

It's hard to get in, though.

Greasy asshole. At least
he was good for one thing.

Well, so much for being exclusive.

That's a new recruit?

Looks like it,

but it's the off season and
she hasn't been invited.

Mario, clean up the basement.

Dead body involving, or...

What do you think?

I'm sorry, Master.

I was just checking the feed.

Looks like a new recruit
has shown up at the gate.

I'll handle it.

Good.

You know what to do.

Is anybody there?

Hello.

You scared me.

Where did you just...

Sorry.

Where is everybody?

I just-
So, you snuck in.

Smart.

Well, I should say welcome to the dungeon.

I just, I didn't, I
didn't actually sneak in.

I was, I was just looking for someone.

Okay.

Well, it doesn't matter why you are here.

What matters is you are,

but you should know bad things happen

to good girls who come uninvited.

Lucky for you, I like good girls

and I am feeling generous tonight.

What the fuck?

Did you just put a leash on me?

Call it insurance.

I'm gonna take you to the master now.

Maybe you'll become one of us soon.

What?

This is the woman who snuck in.

She has potential.

I'd like to give her a trial.

Why do you think I'm here?

Do it.

Don't waste my time.

- Let's go.
- Get her out of here.

Wait.

She's not suited for the trials.

What?

Because she slapped you?

She doesn't belong here.

No, I would argue that
that's exactly why she does.

I said no.

This is my dungeon.

Remember?

Yes, of course, Master.

And so you should know better than anyone

that rules are rules.

Did you just fucking lock me in?

She found us.

She's seen what's been going on here.

So if we don't put her through
the trials, we'll have to...

Am I right, Mario?

It would be a shame to
lose a pretty one like that.

Fine.

I'll conduct the trials.

You too, back to the office.

Go.

Open the damn...

What the hell, Luke?

So you really are here in some remote town

in fucking Italy right now,
running a goddamn dungeon

of all things.

What, what is this?

What are these fucking trials?

What is this place, what?

No, fuck that.

Why did you leave me?

I almost died,

and you left me there

in that hospital bed when I
could barely fucking breathe.

How could you do that to me?

Now, say something!

Congratulations on getting in here.

In order to be accepted into the dungeon,

you have to pass a series of tests.

The Trials of Desire.

What kind of
sick joke is this, Luke?

Luke, I don't know who that is.

I'm Lucian the master.

I don't believe this.

There's no turning back now.

Fine.

You know what, I'll call you whatever

you want me to call you.

Lucian?

Yeah, sure.

Master?

Sure.

You wanna play?

Let's fucking play.

What's the first trial?

No more talking.

Yeah?

The first trial is blind devotion.

This trial tests your restraint.

No sight.

Only sound.

Only touch.

Where are you?

Shh.

What are you doing?

Don't move.

Just feel.

This trial tests your
ability to stay still,

to stay silent.

Even when your body, your mind,

and your heart want to betray you,

no matter what.

Good.

Keep staying still.

Keep restraining.

Lucian, did I...

What in the actual fuck?

I told you, she doesn't belong here.

Get her out of here now.

You moved.

It means you failed the trial,

but I was right about you.

The master sees it too now.

You have real potential.

Hey, it's okay.

You held out longer than most.

You'll get it next time.

Why do I want to get it?

For what, a trophy?

What are you freaks doing here?

I like you.

Yeah, you've said that before.

Right before you put
a fucking leash on me.

- We should be friends.
- What?

You're so weird.

Why...

God, what do I even ask?

This place is insane.

Okay, you wanna be friends.

Then tell me what the hell
is actually going on here.

Better?

Not even close.

For what it's worth, you sought us out.

You came here.

I don't even know
what I was trying to do.

What is this place?

These trials, what are they for?

And, Lucian, who is he?

What's his last name?

Do you work for him?

How long has he been here?

Even more reason for you to stay.

But hey, as your friend,
I just want you to know

that you are free to leave at any time.

That's not what I asked.

That's all I can answer.

Hey, it's okay. I'm not gonna do anything.

I just wanna help you up.

It's late,

so if you'd like to stay for the retrial

and learn more about the Master,

you can follow me to your chambers.

Come on. We've prepared a fresh
change of clothes for you.

Goodnight, Emily.

Maybe I'll see you tomorrow.

You can also exit out that door.

Wait, how do you know my name?

Secret fortress,

weird underground
trials, cryptic messages,

and you, my friend Jonah,

a name so unabashedly biblical,

showing me a secret garden and pool?

Well, you make it sound
weirder than it actually is.

Yeah, I don't
think that's possible.

Okay, so I know you can't outright answer

any of my questions,

so what about a game of yes or no?

You know that game, right?

Okay.

Is this a sex cult

and is Lucian your leader?

Oh, come on.

You, you totally look like
you're here against your will.

Fake smiles, never
actually reach your eyes.

Unfortunately not.

Would you like to try again?

Wait.

Is that a gunshot wound?

Yes.

I got it here a while ago.

Did you get it here?

Here.

Was it him?

It's time for your retrial.

No moving, no talking, right?

What do I get if I pass the trials?

What, candy, a trophy, a
chance to meet your God?

More trials, until you're
accepted by the dungeon.

Okay, except I don't really
care about the dungeon.

So how about I name my own price, yeah?

How about your life story, Lucian,

dungeon cult leader edition?

While we're at it, why don't you tell me

why Jonah has a gunshot
scar on his abdomen.

Oh, sorry, Master.

I was talking too much, wasn't I?

Much stronger than yesterday.

Tough, as you've always been.

What did you just say?

I said you've passed the trials.

No, no, you just said,
"as you've always been."

I meant the royal you

as in people like you who come here.

No, no, you did not.

That was not generic.

That was, that was personal.

Many women come here,

to learn, to train.

You're not special.

Hmm.

Wow.

Great, so this is what gets you off?

How many women have you brought here?

Are you bragging about that right now?

So did this turn you on?

Hmm?

Watching us squirm, hearing us beg?

God, I'm so stupid.

You're not my Luke.

You're nothing like him.

You're just some S&M fanatic playing God.

I'm such an idiot.

This is a cult, I knew it.

How did you handle the heat So well?

I was in a car crash, flipped
twice on a mountain road.

Do you have any idea how
hot a wrecked car gets?

Sir, how is her trial going?

Don't you have work to do?

Also, since when does one
recruit matter so much?

Sign it, sever the tie.

Come with us to Italy or she
dies, one way or another.

You are never gonna
believe where I am right now.

I am in a literal dungeon.

Stone walls, cryptic codes, all
of it, the whole nine yards.

It's a sex cult, I think.

Well, cults are very topical.

I mean, hey, I'm just so
glad Italy's inspiring you.

I mean, these pages you sent over, fire.

Yeah.

Fire, trauma, ropes.

Well, whatever it
is, keep channeling it.

And I'm, I'm really proud of you.

Sounds like you're
finally getting over Luke.

I'm not
over him, not even close.

Day whatever.

This so-called dungeon is
beautiful and terrifying.

Like the sun never touches the truth here.

The Master, Lucian,

he wears Luke's face,
but he's not my Luke.

My Luke made me laugh with
cold kisses and hot pad Thai.

He burns you on purpose.

As if the car crash,

the ICU, the signed divorce
papers weren't enough,

my life just wants to play a joke on me.

What did I do to deserve this?

Hey, I, I brought you a
fresh change of clothes.

Wait, Jonah.

Thank you, seriously
for being so kind to me.

It really means a lot.

Sure, of course.

What the hell were you doing
in her room at this hour?

I was delivering clothes to her

because you burned holes in the last set.

She's mine to train.

Did I make myself unclear?

You did.

You're always unclear.

Stay the fuck away from her.

She's mine.

You and everyone else, stay away.

That includes Mario
and every other asshole

with a gun strapped to them.

I will not repeat myself.

Understood, Master.

Good.

I had it under control.

I buried it.

Cry every full moon

or is this just a one time thing?

You speak when you're spoken to.

You know what?

You want answers?

Fine.

Pass the next trial,

I'll give you one question
and one real answer.

The Trial of Honesty.

Strip away the exterior
and reveal what's hidden,

layer by layer.

But with each one you remove,

I'll take one from you.

The naked truth isn't for the weak.

Good.

Now let's see if you'll
let me take one off of you.

Revealing is easier said than done.

Isn't that right, Emily?

Honesty goes both ways.

Remember that.

One more.

No.

Well done.

You've failed the trial.

No question and no answer for you.

Give me another one.

Excuse me?

Test me again.

You said it yourself,
honesty goes both ways.

So give me a trial where
you have to participate too.

It's only fair considering
the reward at the end.

Hmm.

All right.

Tomorrow, game on.

Great.

Turn around.

See?

I'm not afraid.

All right, there's one rule.

Stay afloat.

That's it?

I can't swim?

Whoa.

Okay, harsh.

You want more?

More?

Oh.

You don't quit.

No, you're right, I don't.

This time it's not gonna be
the girl who gets in first.

Oh, fuck.

Emily, Emily.

Emily, stay awake.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey.

Em, Em, stay with me.

Em, Em, wake up.

Hey, hey, baby.

You're the reason I breathe.

Come on.

You need to wake up right now.

Please.

Get off of me, you psycho.

You just tried to kill me.

No, um, you passed the trial.

You can now ask me one question

and I'll give you one
truthful answer, as promised.

What is this place, Lucian?

You have to tell me the truth, now.

No one leaves here, Emily, not really.

What are you talking about?

The fortress, the dungeon,
the trials, the estate,

it's all a front run by the gang.

I'm a part of it, although
I, I didn't want to be,

but I have no other choice.

Lucian is in charge now.

He took over when the
old boss got too sick,

but the system, that's
been in place for years,

What is the system?

Conditioning.

They don't call it that, of course.

They call it initiation,

transformation,

enlightenment.

But it's training to break you down,

mold you into what they need.

Which is?

High end escorts.

You, Emily, you are not
playing a game here.

You are being broken down.

You're being measured, shaped, tested,

and eventually you will be for sale.

You're lying.

I wish I was.

Eat something, please.

Lucian hasn't always been here, right?

You said he just took over.

He didn't build this.

Maybe he hates it too.

Emily, look, I don't,
I don't know his history.

And I wasn't here long before
he was, but he owns it now.

He runs it.

Even Mario, the second in
command, answers to him.

Mm.

Maya, hey, um,

this is not the sex cult story
that I told you about, okay?

This is some real shit.

So, when, when this season starts,

I don't even know what that means,

but there will be girls here.

They're going to be trained,

and then they're going
to be priced for sale.

This is a sex trafficking
ring, this whole fortress.

That's all it is.

And I, listen, we gotta call the police.

Maya, I need you to do
that for me right now.

Jonah told me everything, okay?

Oh, what the hell is wrong with me?

Emily.

Being a little curious now, are we?

Sorry, we are going to go back.

So everybody just knows
my name around here, huh?

Well, you're the Master's favorite.

Let's go.

- Was the gun necessary?
- Go.

Okay.

Where were you?

I was just, I was just walking around.

That's all.

Well, it's time for the final trial.

Are you afraid of me, Emily?

What changed?

You weren't afraid of me last night.

You know, I saw you, you were with Jonah.

What did he tell you?

Nothing.

I'm still not afraid of you.

Final trial, right?

Let's do it.

I'll get some more answers
by the time I'm done, right?

You certainly will.

This trial tests when
you're under the influence,

when you're under pressure,

and when even your eyes may deceive you,

you still find yourself.

I get it now.

The goal is to turn us into party girls.

Makes sense the final trial
is to have a party for two.

How romantic.

No.

No, he's not Luke.

He's a criminal, a liar, a trafficker.

No.

What are you doing?

What was that?

Let's party.

Why are you participating
in this with me?

You have something to prove, Master?

Well, you said it.

This trial should be for both of us.

You are my last test.

If I fail the trial,
where will you sell me?

Am I failing right now or am I passing?

Shh.

I tried to kill him,

the past version of me.

What are you saying?

What version of you is that?

I'm so sorry.

Em, wait, wait.
- No, do not touch me.

Of course, of course I was drawn to you.

You were him, my husband,

and you lied, pretended to be
just this perfect stranger.

- Em, please-
- Fuck, do not call me that.

You knew who I was.

You knew who I was this whole time.

You fucking left me there to die.

- I couldn't-
- No, no, no, no, no, no.

You didn't even just leave me.

You became this, this trafficker,

mafia leader, criminal.

Why?

Why would you do that to me?

Why?

Why would you move to America with me?

Why start a family with me?

Why would you make me love you

and then just leave me there?

- Em.
- Do not touch me.

- Em.
- Stop.

Em, wait, Em!

Whoa.

Hey.

Hey, Emily, Emily.

What the, what the hell happened?

The other girls getting trained here,

are they still alive?

Where are they?

Yes, they're alive, but
they're not here anymore.

Emily, are you okay to...

Did Lucian do something to you?

I gotta get outta here.

Hey, look at me.

Look, we'll try, we'll try.

Okay?

There's a back way.

Mario and the guard
won't be looking there.

We'll try tomorrow morning, 5:30.

Okay?

Let's go.

I'm sorry, Em.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Mmm.

Emily.

Hey, you did the right thing,

leaving there, leaving him.

Tell me everything you
know about him, please.

No lies.

No leaving anything out, okay?

Lucian wasn't always in charge.

My father used to run the network.

I know, I should have told you before,

but, you know, the dungeon
wasn't what it is now.

It was brutal.

Sort of like a torture
chamber, as you put it,

but it had rules, like a purpose.

We punished traffickers
and smugglers here.

That's how my father made money.

Justice.

Twisted maybe, but we had a code.

But everything changed
when Lucian took over,

when my father fell ill.

I mean, he changed everything.

And everybody who was
trained by my father,

we hate what it's become,
but we can't change it.

We can't tell him to do
anything about that because he,

he kills.

You've all seen it.

God, I'm married to him.

I fucking slept next to him.

You can't put that on yourself, okay?

I mean, he's, he's a good pretender, okay?

He fooled everybody.

Look, Emily, I didn't
want to say it like this,

but I've been falling for you.

I have since the moment
you entered this ruin.

Of course you did.

That's the thing about
traitors, Jonah, they fall hard.

No, no.

Really?

What, you think you're the
fucking hero now, Jonah, really?

You were gonna leave without,

without saying goodbye to me at all?

Did you when you left?

Just, just give me five minutes

and I'll explain everything to you.

I don't need you to explain anything.

Every time that you locked a woman away

and you priced her like meat,

that explained things pretty damn clear,

No, Em

Lucian, do not call her that.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Hey, hey, hey.

Seriously, all of this,
now, you're a murderer too?

That's who you're gonna be?

Murderer?

What, is that what he told you?

Emily, please, I was gonna save you.

I was never gonna hurt you.

No, no, no.

You were just gonna make it harder

and harder for me to leave, right?

Know what?

Fine.

Yeah, you know what?

You love her?

You care about her just a little bit?

Protect her.

You both know what I mean?

If you keep her safe,

I'll leave all of this behind,

the fortress, everything.

Deal?

Deal.

I don't expect you to
forgive me or to look at me,

but if you want my side of the story,

my truth, you know where to find me.

Thank you for giving
me the window to escape.

Anything for the real prince.

And now?

We take the dungeon
back and we kill him.

As you should, boy.

Sign it.

You deaf?

You want to die and take her with you too?

Sign it.

Emily.

You came back.

Hey, hey, hey.

Please.

Look, I came here to warn you.

Okay?

And that's it, and then we're done.

I'm getting the hell out of this country,

and you, I never wanna see you again.

Got it?

Yeah.

Jonah's not keeping his end of the deal.

Helping me escape with some
sort of staged thing, I guess.

I don't know.

I don't really care about
your bullshit gang politics,

but I thought you should
know he's coming to kill you.

Jonah was there, at the crash.

What's going on?

I'll tell you.

Come on.

Thought I saw something move.

- Doesn't matter.
- Maybe just an animal.

Let's go.

Wow.

What is this place?

It's a hidden part
of the Fortenza estate.

Jonah said that they
were just a vigilante gang,

and you turned it into a
human sex trafficking ring.

Why?

Why would he say that?

Why was he at the crash?

I don't...

How did you become

Do you wanna know the whole truth?

Yeah.

Come with me.

Hey, Dad.

I think we're fucked.

There's a reporter, he's onto us

and I think we need to act now.

Calm down.

It could be a story,

but they can't trace it to us.

Yes, they can.

Just listen to this.

Three shell companies all rooted

through an arts Foundation in Rome.

Fake scholarships, fake
modeling contracts,

but none of these women ever
show up in the States again.

It's a mafia operation.

I'm sure of it.

This gang had women trafficked, rebranded,

and auctioned off
through a training center

in Bomarzo, Italy,

Think we're the only ones?

There are thousands.

They'd be chasing their tails

Dad, just listen.

You got a new
lead on who's behind it?

Yeah, Jonah De Luca.

He's the face, but it's
his daddy's empire.

He's publishing tomorrow.

It is a problem, but it's
the easiest kind of problem.

We kill him before he prints.

He's married. His wife will be with him.

Collateral.

Hi, can I help you?

I'm here to see your
husband, Mr. Cattaneo.

Is it Luke?

Yeah.

Yeah, he's he's not home right now.

Do you wanna come inside and wait

or should I give a message, Mr.

No need.

I'm sure we will meet again very soon.

Okay.

Change of plan.

What?

We don't just kill him,

we take her, ship her to the dungeon.

She's beautiful.

Got a good feeling.

She'll fetch a fortune
after we break her in.

When their plan of killing
me and taking you didn't work,

he said he saw something in me.

He gave me a choice
between having you sold

or giving my story and my life to them.

I chose you.

I became Lucian.

I played along, faked my loyalty.

I memorized every route,
every buyer, every name,

and I waited until your body began to rot.

Then I saw an opening.

You once ripped the air from my life.

Now you get to feel it.

Sign it.

Name me the heir or die,

today or in a few weeks,

one way or another.

Jonah was full of shit.

That's when you took over.

Yeah.

It was pretty rotten to begin with.

I couldn't trust anyone.

Not Jonah, not Mario, none of them.

Why didn't you just
blow the whole thing up?

We couldn't, not with the girls inside,

so I, I had to find a way
to dismantle it from within.

So, Lucian, Dungeon Master was all fake?

The trials, the props, coldness?

For the most part.

And then you showed up.

From the second you got there,

I just wanted to yell at
you and tell you to run,

and I couldn't.

Jonah knew who you were and Mario did too.

You were kind of my crack in the wall.

The only chance I had to break.

But I promise you, every
second that we were there,

we were never safe in the dungeon.

That's why I had to play that character.

Emily, I, I never wanted to lie to you.

I never left you.

I sacrificed my wife to save yours.

I'm sorry.

Lucian.

Go check up there.

Anything?

I'm sure that's all.

There is nobody.

Okay.

Whoa, whoa.

How about you come down here for me.

What, are you fucking deaf?

Move.
- Okay. Okay.

Jesus.

Woo.

Slow and steady.

Lover's reunited, huh?

Stay back, stay back.

I gotta say, Lucian, you
are always so unpredictable.

You're not gonna fire that gun, Jonah.

You don't think so?

Emily, really?

After everything you're
gonna stay with him,

after all the lies?

Like, you weren't lying
to me every single day?

Oh, my fake guardian angel with a smile

that never reaches his eyes.

You know the deal,
Luke, you can't shoot me.

Don't do anything fucking stupid.

Go!

Oh, Luke!

Lucian!

Lucian!

Let's go.

You can't escape.

This is my dungeon.

I'm so sorry to put
you through all this.

I grieved you.

I tried with everything
that I had to forget

what it felt like to be yours.

Even when I thought that
you were the villain,

my body still craved you,

and somehow, so did my heart.

You know, I thought I could
protect you from all this,

even if it meant you hating me.

I still want you to
have a chance at a life.

But as soon as you entered, I,

my walls came down.

I tried to hide it as much as I could,

but no matter how hard I tried,

all that I wanted was you.

So, Master, what are we gonna do

with our new dungeon, hmm?

The dungeon was never the enemy.

It was the people who poisoned it.

Now it's ours, all of it.

And don't worry, it's still a dungeon,

still dangerous, still about surrender,

control, and power,

but now it's the best kind of danger.

So, are you ready

for your next trial?

Always.