All language subtitles for Meridian Kiss of the beast Phantoms.1990

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(gloomy music)

- MERIDIAN -
SEDUZIDA PELO HORROR

(whip cracking)

(church music)

Father.

Father?

Yes, my son?

The signora said this should be
in God's hands...

So, I brought it here.

What signora?

The one at the castle.

The Church doesn't need any
more art.

Take it, please...
it's an offering.

It's worthless.

Let's take a look at it.

The frame is fifteenth century.

(speaks in italian language)

The painting is likely to be
at least that old.

That? An antique?

No.

The one under that.

Holy Christ!

See it?

Yes, yes, there is no doubt that
the original can be restored.

The renovation of the crypt
is complete.

And the Archbishop is coming to
reconsecrate it on Monday.

I'd like to show him the
painting then, too.

We will put our most talented
artist to work on it.

Gina?

Our friends at the Church are in a great
hurry to discover what is hidden here.

I have told them that may see
it by Monday.

That's impossible, sir.
I have to finish this...

A second-rate Vanitas painting.
It can wait.

I'm going to visit a friend
this weekend...

Your skill will of course be
generously appreciated.

She's just returned to Italy.

She's my best friend.
I promised her.

Gina, you may do what you wish
with your time.

but the restoration will be
finished by Monday, yes?

Now, Father...

I can't hardly wait to see it
finished.

So, I look forward to seeing
it on Monday.

Have a good weekend, senorina.

Gina, come on...

My Stellina.

It's so good to be home again.

Yes, home.

(sighs)

Everything looks the same.

There have been a few changes.

I really missed this place
and you.

God, Martha, I can't
believe it's been 10 years.

[Gina] Hello, Catherine!

Gina, I'm up stairs.

This is my friend.

You'll really, really like her.

A guest already. You've
only just got here.

[Gina] Cath, hey.
Gina

Whoa! You own this place?

Well, the family does.

It's the castle of the Bomarzinis.

You didn't tell me you're
a royalty.

Nobility, and there's
no such thing anymore.

Except in spirit.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Gina, this is Martha.

She was my nanny.

Then we're gonna be friends.
Hi.

I'll ask Adriano to rev up

the room next to yours,
Catherine.

Okay.

Welcome home, Stellina.

Stellina?

Little star is what she
called me when I was growing up.

She knows this place better
than anybody.

She was here before I was born.

I can't believe you ever left.

I can't believe we're here
together.

Well, I almost didn't make it.

This big job came up, and
it has to be done by Monday,

so I got to leave tomorrow.

Oh no. You gotta stay for
the weekend.

I wish I could.

As it is, I'm gonna be up all
night just to get it finished.

Just like old times, back in
the dorm.

(laughs) Hardly, Cath.

This is Italy. We made it.

I always knew I'd come back here.

Maybe you did, but I was
never sure I'd get here.

Oh come on!

You were the best artist
in that whole damn academy.

But you should be painting,
not restoring.

Someday.

I'm still learning, you know.

[Catherine] Yeah.

[Gina] What about you? How's your work?

This is a big test I guess,

see if I really have some talent

Give it time.

Yeah. Well, I've got plenty
of that now.

I'm here for good,

and you are welcome here
anytime you want.

(laughs)

Wow! Check it out.

[Catherine] What's going on?

It's one of those traveling
sideshows.

Looks like it may be fun.

Gina, those shows are
usually really creepy.

Come on.

I only have one night to strip.

Those side shows make me
uncomfortable.

Comfortable is no life for
an artist.

We're going, and we're
going to have fun. Okay?

Okay.

(spooky music)

How much further is this place?

I think it's right up here.

No, that's what you said
awhile ago

when we turn the last corner.

What kind of weirdo built
this place?

Well, one of the stories
is that back in the 1500s,

a wizard created the
castle out of a mountain,

and then he turned his enemies
into stone

and put them here.

Yeah. He has some nasty looking enemies.

Yeah.

The statue shows the curse
of the person that's in.

Come on.

The wizard was a sculptor like you.

No. He turned life into stone.

I'm trying to do the opposite

I don't know.
It's kind of creepy.

Yeah. I know.

But I've always been drawn here

ever since I was a little girl.

Come on.

Finally. I thought we were lost.

Oh my God.

Wow. Come on.

Hi.

(laughs)

(indistinct chatter)

(whistling)

(explosion)

(applause)

Ladies, gentlemen, distinguish
guests.

(speaks in foreign language)

Welcome to Fauvrey's World of Wonders.

We come from the exotic
corners of the earth,

from the ancient mists of history,

and from the darkest
depths of the imagination.

to thrill and delight you.

If philosophers tell us
there is no absolute truth

that the sole criterion of value

is whether a subject is
or is not interesting.

Then surely

monsters must be the most valued
creatures upon this earth.

They make us ask such
fascinating questions.

Can I believe what I see?

How did they come to be,

and what might they do to me?

(speaks in foreign language)

(applause)

(speaks in foreign language)

[Circus Dwarf] Let the show
begin.

(gasps)

(snake hissing)

(speaks in foreign language)

Can you believe these creeps?

(crowd exclaims)

(applause)

Ladies and gentlemen,
from the audience please,

a volunteer.

(speaks in foreign language)

No.

Silencio.

(gasps)

(applause)

Ladies and gentlemen,
distinguished guests,

we live most of our lives by
the laws of time and space,

but in moments of vision and
of magic,

space disappears, time stand
still.

We are artist are visionaries,

magicians, outlaws of time and
space.

We scuff at the rules of polite
society..

We flout the laws of physics,

and we laugh at death.

(laughs)

(explosion)

(applause)

Cath, weren't they great?

Yeah. They were.

Come on. Let's go back stage.

I wanna meet that guy.

Oh no, Gina.

Come one, you'll never know.

No one's allowed backstage.

But this is Catherine Bomarzini.

She owns the castle.

Let them come.

We just wanted to thank you
for an amazing performance.

Well, thank you.

The only desire of any true artist

is the good attitude of
a sympathetic audience.

I trust our show went with
the approval of the senorina.

Yes, the audience seemed
to like it very much.

Ah, you're an American.

My mother is American.

We are but a modest troupe.

However, we have in the past
perform for the nobility,

and been well received.

Cath, why don't we invite
them to dinner tonight?

Wouldn't it be fun?

I don't think that Martha and
Adriano

could handle so many for
dinner on such short notice.

Come on, THere's plenty of room.

The small dining room seats 30.

I'm afraid I'm not as
impulsive as my friend.

The senorina is under
no obligation to us.

She was kind enough even
to attend.

[Gina] Come on.

Mr. Fauvrey, you and your
friends have worked very hard,

why not join us for dinner
this evening?

(laughing)

(indistinct chatter)

They sure like to have a lot,
Adriano.

Here, have an apple.

(indistinct chatter)

Would there be anything else,
my dear?

No. We'll clean everything
up in the morning.

Adriano, come dear.

(laughing)

Fellow artists, distinguished
guests,

tonight was a most successful
performance

of Fauvrey's World of Wonders.

First, everything worked,

and no one in the audience
or the cast was injured.

(laughing)

And second, the gross
receipts were gross indeed

(laughing)

And now, we enjoy this marvelous
dinner

to the gracious hospitality
of our beautiful hostess.

I propose a toast to
the lady of the castle.

Lady of the castle.

(cups clinking)

You don't get to make
all the speeches, sir.

To magic and magicians.

To magic and magicians

(background chatter)

The hour is late. We must leave
early.

But it's not even midnight yet.

We do not wish to impose

upon the generosity of our hostess.

I propose one last toast.

No thank you. I've had enough.

But you haven't heard our toast.

To illusion.

(laughing)

My toast displeases the senorina?

I've never found much
pleasure in illusion.

I'm a magician. I live by illusion.

I'm an artist. I live for truth.

Of course. Then to truth.

I'll drink to that.

(laughing in the background)

What's wrong?

Are you okay?

(laughing)

(glass shatters)

(laughing)

(heavy breathing)

Perfect body,

smooth,

classy.

She's all yours, ready and willing.

Don't cry.

I need you to love me.

(gasps)

(heavy breathing)

(heavy breathing)

(roars)

[Martha] Good morning.

Good morning.

Your friends were interesting

Yeah. I'm sorry things got
a little out of control.

As lady of the castle, you
may offer its hospitality

to whoever you chose.

Martha, I don't know what to do.

I think something terrible
may have happened.

What do you mean?

I'm not sure.

When you know what happened,
you will know what to do.

Sorry.

What happened last night?

I don't know.

I think we were drugged.

It's my fault. I invited them.

How could you know they
do something like that?

[Gina] We should go to the police.

We can't go to the police.

I'm really sorry.

I gotta get back.

I'll talk to you soon.

(ghostly howls)

(crying)

Martha, come with me quick.

Someone has been killed
just in the north wing.

But that's been closed for
years, ever since you left.

No. Martha, someone's there now.

Come on.

I tell you, child, this is foolish.

There's no one there.

She was right there.

Who? Who is there?

A girl on a white dress.

That's a foolish old story.

Your father would be very unhappy.

That's why he took you away,

because you thought you saw
that girl.

But not like this.

It's a superstition, a ghost story.

Every old castle has one.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

I thought you'd left.

I can't.

I had to see you.

I wanted to apologize.

I know what we did was unforgivable,

but when I saw you from the
stage, I seemed helpless.

I want you to leave.

Please. Please.

Try to understand. This
feeling is so powerful.

When we made love, what we felt
was real.

Leave me alone.

(engine rumbling)

(whip cracks)

He's all yours. Be my guest.

Always the same, so strong,
so sad.

You know better than to let him
mock me.

We don't' mock you,
dear brother, fate does.

The fact that we know better,
all of us,

only makes it more fun.

This time it will be different.

Oh, what makes you think so.

This lady, she's the one.
I know it.

You know I can't let that happen.

[Oliver] You must.

I love you too much, dear
brother, to let her kill you.

You mean, Lawrence,
you hate me too much.

That too.

(faint cries)

What's wrong?

What do you want?

(rumbling)

(gasps)

(heavy breathing)

Catherine.

Cathy, Cathy.

She was dead.

We are going back to your
room now.

It was him.

It was the creature. He killed her.

Child, do you understand
what you've seen?

Did you see it too?

It was real, wasn't it?

Oh my God. (cries)

Adriano.

I can't eat.

If you eat, I'll tell you a story.

I'm not a child anymore.

The girl in the white dress
was your father's sister.

If you eat, I'll tell you
the story.

Audrey was special.

There was nothing in her nature
but love.

I was her nanny too.
She was my first ward.

Father never told me he had a sister.

He was younger, and quite
in awe of her,

as was everyone else,
including me.

What happened to her?

One day, a group of traveling
players

came to perform at the local
carnival.

Your father was too young
to go, but I took Audrey.

Who were the performers?

Oh it was a tawdry show.

The magician in the group had
seem quite taken with Audrey.

He came to the castle to see
her, but I turned him away.

She was only just 15.

He came back several times,
but I never let him in.

Was he respectful or rude?

Sometimes one, and sometimes
the other.

What happened to her?

Several days later,
she was found,

as you say you saw her,
brutally murdered.

By the creature?

No one saw any such thing.

Who were the performers?

Fauvrey's World of Wonders.

Your father told me he'd seen
his sister's ghost as you did.

The first time was on
the day you were born,

and he had the whole of
the north wing closed off.

Why me?

You were the next lady of the
castle.

We tried to protect you from
the stories and from the past,

but then you saw her yourself.

Why he didn't tell me who
she was?

Why didn't you tell me?

Your father was never really
certain of what he'd seen.

For a while, he thought
he might be going mad.

Fauvrey's World of Wonder
still exists.

That magician still exists.

These traveling companies go on

from generation to the next.

They don't know any other life.

They're like gypsies.

So I'm supposed to accept

that is just a rational explanation.

You've inherited the castle
and its responsibilities.

You must decide for yourself,

whether you're going to accept them.

(soft music)

You would look lovely wearing that.

What do you want?

You must know that.

There is a bond between us
that can never be broken.

I'm not alone. The
servants will hear me.

That's just what she said.

But the walls and the doors
are thick.

The servants will just
don't know,

and they never heard a thing.

I won't let you do to
me what you did to her.

Ah, a modern woman.

Well, I'm an old fashioned man.

Stop.

I can't ever stop.

Stop.

Ah!

Bitch.

(growling)

(gasps)

Oh my...

(rumbling)

(knocking on door)

Martha?

Martha?

Yes, Catherine?

(cries)

There, there, child.

There, there. It'll be all right.

Cath.

(heavy breathing)

(roars)

There, there, child. It's just
a dream.

It's just a dream.

You know, Oliver, your courage,

determination,

and self-sacrifice

are so touching

or not pathetic.

You must know it won't work.

Only someone who loves
you can kill the beast,

and you obviously do not love
yourself.

You love others too much.

Then you blame yourself
for all the ills and evils

that others around you create.

Then you kill me. I know
you love me, my brother.

Yes, but I also detest you.

You hate that part of yourself
which keeps you from love.

I could kill you, but
I would only free you,

and so I will let you
live because I love you,

dear brother.

You're the beast,
Lawrence. You are the beast.

I need your help.

(crying)

(rumbling)

Do you know the legend?

I know you killed a young
innocent girl.

I swear I did not, in any form,

harm that child.

Then who did?

Oh, how can I make you understand?

You can tell me the truth.

Yes, I killed a woman,

I shot in the heart,

whom I loved.

Who was she?

The lady of the castle.

I'm the lady of the castle.

But she was the first,
over 400 years ago.

Is that why you came
back here, to kill me,

to shoot me with an arrow?

Just the opposite.

To have you kill me.

Kill you?

Yes, to kill the beast,
to save my human soul

from this eternal torment.

That is a curse which
your father put upon me,

to become that thing

whenever, whenever...

Whenever what? Tell me.

Go. Go now.

Leave this castle. Don't ever
come back.

Save yourself.

I am the owner of this place,

and I will leave or stay as
I choose.

Then you kill me.

No.

Kill this beast,

end this curse.

(grunts)

I become the creature whenever
I love.

(grunting)

(growling)

(crying)

(speaks in foreign language)

It's all right.
You can speak English.

When was your last confession?

Two years ago.

It is good that you have returned.

What are your sins?

I'm afraid that superstition
is beginning to run my life.

That is a serious problem.

It violates the first commandment

and leads to idolatry.

I see things, and I feel
things that I can't explain.

This must be dreams or visions.

Yes, visions.

Do they tempt you?

It make me afraid of myself.

Do not put yourself in the way
of sin.

If temptation cannot be resisted,

then it must be avoided.

Go with God in your heart.

Thank you, Father.

Senorina, you are from the castle.

Yes.

The church is grateful
for your generous donation.

What do you mean?

The painting,

the expert say it could be
very old, very valuable.

I'm sorry. I don't know
what you're talking about.

The boy, he brought the
painting to the church.

He said that the lady from the
castle told him to bring it.

Oh you must mean Martha.

The English woman?

Yes.

That is impossible, senorina.

No it isn't. She's a generous woman.

She has the charge of the castle.

Senorina, the English woman
has been dead for six months.

No.

I'm sorry. I conducted
her funeral service myself.

I thought you knew this of course.

(door squeaks)

Are you leaving?

What's wrong, Catherine?

You went to a ghost.

You couldn't have come
back to this without help.

Why didn't you tell me?

For the same reason I couldn't
let you see the painting

or tell you the legend.

You have to find out for yourself.

Even if it kills me.

Oh Catherine. We tried.

Your father and I tried to
protect you,

but it can't be done.

Whatever is going to
happen, you must face it.

That's why you came back.

Well, I've changed my mind.
I'm leaving.

You can leave, but first, I
want you to tell me something.

You say you believe in
the truth, you live by it.

Then tell me the truth.

Why are you leaving?

I'm frightened.

Of what?

Of you, of him, of all of this.

My life isn't my own.

You're free, Catherine.

You can do as you chose, but
your choice must be based upon

what you know is true.

What are you really frightened of?

I love him.

Who?

Fauvrey, the creature.

Oh. Of course you're frightened.

Love can be terrifying.

But sometimes he's so
evil, and I hate him.

Do you really believe that
this man, and he is a man

that you love so much,
could do those things?

No.

Then what does that mean?

I don't understand.

Think child. Feel and think.

That it's not him.

Yes.

Now, what are you going to do?

I can help him.

You know what that means.

I can't kill him.

I love him.

You're his star, Stellina.

He's wished upon you. That's
a great responsibility.

Martha, what should I do?

Perhaps there's more to learn,
child.

When the time comes,
you'll know.

Martha.

Will you stay with me?

Of course.

Haven't I always?

Always.

Always.

(rumbling)

It wasn't the creature.

(gasps)

Lawrence is my brother.

My name is Oliver.

Why did he do that to her?

He was afraid she would break
the curse.

And free you?

And himself.

He doesn't want us to be free.

Lawrence is consumed by
hate for me, for himself.

He was a good man once,
strong, clever, kind.

Then we came here.

Lawrence fell in love with a
lady that was his daughter,

and so did I.

I tried to stay away.

We were in love.

Lawrence couldn't stand

the rejection.

He went to rage and try to take
her away.

I tried to stop him.

Finding out

what I did to her,

her father put a curse upon me.

Could've made a stone
once done, any of us.

but he had a more bitter
revenge in store.

When I loved,

I would become a creature that
no one could love in return.

To break this curse,

the creature must be killed
by the lady of the castle,

and she must love the man.

There must be some other way.

No.

Only one who loves me.

I do love you.

Then you are the one,

Yes, you are the one,

so you must die.

You're not Oliver.

No, but I do have the part
rather well,

don't I?

Centuries of practice.

Where is Oliver?

Waiting for us as sure as fate.

He'll stop you.

He never has.

Why not just kill me here?

Where's the fun in that?

See him, we live his
fate over and over again.

That's real magic.

He may shoot you this time.

(chuckles) I trust in fate.

Fate can change.

He didn't kill Audrey, you did.

He was afraid to shoot,
so he had to watch.

(howls)

Oliver!

Brother, time has come again.

(whip cracking)

He missed his chance.

He's not a killer.

I am.

(screams)

He did it.

Good shot, brother.

(growling)

(heavy breathing)

You are the one.

I won't kill him.

You made him kill me.

Ah. Oliver,

dear, dear brother.

You finally did it.

I'm sorry Lawrence.

You killed the beast.

The curse was on both of us,

but Lawrence was a beast.

And now it's over.

And now I'm free, but only 'til you--

No.

It isn't my world any longer.

I have no world without you.

I can't ask you to come with me.

You can't tell me to stay.

I love you, Catherine.

(soft music)

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