All language subtitles for Incontro.D.Amore 1970

A Romantic Encounter in Bali

- I can't anymore!
- Hold still!

Carlo!

Carlo!

Carlo!

Daria!

What are you doing?

Are you going to leave your car
in the middle of the street?

I've come to turn myself in.
I've killed my wife

Call me right away!

Let's see: Carlo Prini
Profession: Photographer

- Age: 33. Married? Married?
- Yes

How long were you married?

It's just been a year and a half that...

Be more precise please. What year?

- In 1970.
- It's been four years

Yes

I meant to say that we had just been
married a year and a half when...

- ... when I had to go to Indonesia
- For work reasons?

Yes, I received a request from a big
publishing house to write a book about Bali

It was my first trip to the Orient

- and I had to go alone
- Your wife didn't go with you?

No, no It was natural.

We were used to working
on our own, as we wished

Bali was an island whose beauty
I had often heard mentioned

- and that I was interested in photographing
- Listen, don't talk to me about your job

- Tell me, why did you kill your wife?
- I'm trying to put my thoughts in order

and I won't be able to
tell you what you want

if you don't let me
start from the beginning

I wasn't interested in only
capturing the outer appearance

which is what I always
enjoyed photographing:

those images of communal
life in western civilization

I was looking for something more hidden

I wanted to photograph that island's soul

- The soul? Is that right?
The soul? - Yes

I wanted to capture the rites, the
beliefs, the superstitions, the magic

I knew that to do that I needed the help
of an Englishman, Glenn, Arthur Glenn.

He would help me with my book

and take me to places where it was
impossible to travel

Where's the cadaver?
Move all those boards

Hey Glenn, hurry up.
You have to let him see

- ... before the flames consume it
- No, they'll never do that

But I've signed a contract

You must have misunderstood.
They don't sell the dead here

And what am I supposed to put in
the book: a cremation without a body?

For the Balinese this is a sacred ritual,
much more important than your pictures

You're always ready to give sermons.
You'll see, I'll get a picture of it

Don't get so close to the flames,
the objective might be ruined

Next time don't be so scrupulous

Listen, if I'm not good enough
why don't you find someone else?

As if it were that easy

What do you want with me?

Go on, go!
The bones are over there!

Though we had just known each other
for a short while, one thing was clear

The respect Glenn had
for magic irritated me

What bothered me more was that he
believed in it sincerely, without irony

For that reason I tried to mock
and hurt him whenever I could

This is all so boring, he
never changes his story!

The most he does is change
masks once in a while

What's the point in changing the
puppets? A shadow is always a shadow

It depends on the spirit
with which it's moved

That may be so, but it's always
the same to me

Perhaps I'll be able to see
the masks of the Yak Center

Tell me, you're not thinking
of going there looking for them

The Bishop of Yung
promised to take me there

He told me that he thought what your
Balinese were doing was scandalous

Now he's changed tactics with me

He's gotten it into his head
to convert me

and make me part of the
Christian community

A Christian with two women!

You should at least leave
me one. Goodnight. Let's go!

Yes, I had found myself a woman
too, but she wasn't really a wife

Glimuk! For me she was a girl like
the rest, a maid one slept with

But I always thought of Daria. I desired
her and started anticipating her arrival

I had telegraphed her and
expected to arrive at any moment

Carlo, you must really feel her absence

- What will I do when she arrives?
- You'll stay with me

You think that will be possible?

Of course. Besides,
I don't think she'll come

In any case, nothing will
change between the two of us

Everything will continue
as it is, isn't that right?

We'll be finished in a week or two

Only the chapter on Nangasenk is left

When will Jung decide to give
us permission to go there?

I've already asked him three times

I'll keep insisting. We
must have a little patience

For me... it must be you who has it

There's so many!

Come on! Get down!

I have to admit that it's very strange

I told you. Come on,
there's some over here

They act as if they were lords
of the manor

- They seem restless today
- No, it doesn't seem that way to me

Here!

Should I cut it for you?

I knew you were strange,

but now you're talking about apes
gathered at a temple by the power of ideas

If that's so, aren't you afraid of
offending the Balinese gods

by taking me there to take pictures?

- I'm used to your sarcasm
- Do you consider yourself studious?

Who's to say they don't gather here
for some other reason?

I don't exclude the idea

But how do you explain that
they've chosen this site?

If there aren't apes elsewhere

it might be that they find
the temple's climate agreeable

or perhaps the vegetation is adequate

So you don't entertain
supernatural motives

Sacred apes allied to ideas...

It's alright that the Balinese believe
it, but you, how can you entertain it?

Their gods manifest themselves,
but our God, where is he?

Silence, absolute silence

Speaking of silence,

did you know that the Brahmin Tillem
has decided never to speak again?

When did you find out?

This morning; voluntary muteness

His family is convinced he's
preparing himself for a holy death

So your mysterious
conversations are at an end

Or do you think he'll speak to you?

Pictures taken on day 29

Within a few days the first
copies of our book will arrive

I'm sure they're selling
quite well. What do you think?

The editor must be beside himself
with joy. Where are you going?

Hey, Glenn!

- Commissioner?
- Yes!

- We'll wait for you at the hospital
- I'll be there soon

- And then?
- I followed him,

I had to see the story of this Brahmin
drowned in silence

in his meeting with death and with
someone who believed in all this

It seemed like a fantasy to me...
Besides, I was worried about the book

I tried to distract him from
certain obsessions and worries...

which with time could drive him mad

Have you started another Tillem?

Now that you're going to die

Perhaps you won't have time to finish it

Did you know? Your silence
is demanded by ideas,

so you can concentrate
and prepare for death

But I don't agree with this idea.

I'm not involved in this magic of yours

You have to answer me.
At least a gesture, a word

- Tell me
- What are you doing Glenn?

What's wrong with you? Let him go!

If this figure represents my destiny,
don't stop spitting on it on my behalf

I refuse it Tillem.

Did you know that a long time ago
they cut off the hands

of whoever touched a Brahmin?

Now it's enough to purify them

And you'd be capable of this?

Don't you find this passion
for Hinduism ridiculous?

Better said, it's a risk

He's telling me a story
of superstition, of magic

And besides, I don't even
know what role

his wife plays in this,
she hasn't even arrived

Commissioner, it's important

I explain what Daria found
when she arrived in Bali

Magic plays a part in it

and it was here that
Daria became involved in it

And perhaps it was due to
magic that I did what I did

Uncover it! Let us see her face!

- It can't be done
- What hospital are you taking her to?

It's the ambulance.
Perhaps she can be saved

- Then she's alive?
- Let's hope so

Let's follow it. Why
are we going to my house?

So?

We've taken her to San
Giovanni Hospital. She's in a coma.

Let me know as soon as you
learn anything

Very well

I have nothing to say now.
Later, later

- Where did he go?
- Follow me Mr. Commissioner

Come!

Wait for me outside!

It's... been three
years since I've seen her

Then all of a sudden,
three or four days ago...

...I found her... she was beautiful.
It was her

They were... three marvelous days

I didn't want her to abandon
me again

What? It had been three years
since you'd seen her...

- So... since Bali?
- Yes

Yes, since then... since Bali

I remember the day of her arrival

- She was splendid
- Excuse me, could I ask for a taxi?

- That looks like Carlo's wife
- That woman?

Daria? Yes, I'm not mistaken

It must be Daria. I've seen
so many photographs of you.

We didn't know anything
about your arrival.

I'm Glenn. I work with
your husband.

Yes, he's written me
about you. But where is he?

He's traveling, taking
pictures. He'll be back tonight

- I sent him a telegram three days ago
- You know, telegrams here...

Forgive me, let me introduce
Brigitte de Jong

and her father, the
Anglican Bishop of Indonesia

Iliad, Carlo's wife has arrived

This is Ilsak. Excuse me, have
a car brought here right away

Would you mind
accompanying Daria?

I'll take care of her luggage

- Very well - I'll do it
immediately - Thanks

Kemari!

- Who's that girl?
- Oh, she's with Glenn! She's his woman

At least he thinks so.

It's not hard to find a girl
and live together with them here

Your husband was waiting
for you impatiently

This will be a very happy surprise for him,
but I doubt Glimuk will feel the same way

She's Balinese as well.

These indigenous girls are ideal
for Europeans,

they take care of the home

- Thank you
- Goodbye

They'll send the other
suitcases to Ubud today

That's the little town we live in

It's a bit far, almost in
the center of the island

I suppose Brigitte didn't spare
her usual comments about Ilsak

We married six months ago,
according to Balinese customs

It's natural. For the daughter of a
Bishop a marriage like that is shocking

The truth is that I have two
women, that's what bothers her

But who knows?
Polygamy is a divine norm

This is where we live. Ilsak
will accompany you

I'll spend a moment with Tillem.
Show her the Gadaria camp

and tell Glimuk to keep
far away from her...

...until Carlo comes back

I've put your luggage on top
in case you want to change

This is Vashare

Go on! You can go in if you want.
This is where we sleep

- "We"?
- Vashare and me

And up there is where Glenn sleeps

- You... you're Glimuk?
- Yes

Carlo!

Carlo!

- Carlo!
- Daria!

I regret it Glimuk.

I know. I had told you nothing would
change and regardless, everything will

You should go back to your village

It's for the best, believe me

Wait! We'll accompany you

Besides, you have to
pack your things, right?

I'll get dressed and we'll leave

Carlo!

Carlo!

What do you want now?

There's no hurry to
leave. Let's take a bath

- It isn't the time for that
- Why?

Why are you worried?
She can wait for us

- Look, the ones from Jong are here
- Hello!

- This place alright?
- Bring us two dry martinis.

Excuse me, I'm going to say hello

- How are you Reverend?
- Hello! How are you?

Excuse me

Those two get so wound up!

- This place is very beautiful
- You know, on this island...

Do you like it?

It's like one lives among nature

Thank you

It seems that way

Frankly, if a place like this
didn't exist I'd die of nostalgia

Is there some reason Glenn
refuses to come with us?

He doesn't like them, the
places filled with tourists

- He's very introverted!
- But he's very useful,

he knows the island well

He was living in Bali when
I found him.

He wouldn't entertain the idea
of working with me.

He didn't believe in what I was
doing. It's taken a lot to convince him

- What did he do on the island?
- Nothing.

You don't need much here to not
die of hunger

Has he spoken to you about death?

- He's seen it with his own eyes, Glenn.
- Did he tell you himself?

It's a story from a few
years back, from Cambridge...

...in those years when
he was about to graduate...

An attempt that through
fate ended in nothing

I'd say his motives were
very confused...

...though in that he's been
very evasive, even with me

But now he's recovered. As soon as
he got here his will to live came back

Just see how he's integrated himself
here, him and his two women...

...with a family. And now he's
finally started working again

He's a stupendous ethnologist,
you know?

This all seems to have done him
a lot of good.

His anxieties to run seem to
have disappeared

Hearing you talk it seems
you know him quite well

Deep down Glenn

is the classic European
who's rebelling against western culture

and came here to resolve
his own crisis,

distracting himself with the
Balinese, with their rites and magic

Glenn, don't tell me you have
to do this

They might be sacred, but they
stink so much it makes me sick

Glenn!

Anjup, accompany the lady
to the edge of the corral.

It's less than an hour away.

If I'm not here when you get back
call me at the office

Goodbye!

You haven't told me how
Daria took Glimuk's story

I'd say... acceptably

She's a modern woman

And would your reaction
be modern as well?

What reaction?

To what will happen
between your wife and Glenn

Dear, forgive me, but I'm also a
woman and I can sense certain things

I have the feeling she's already
fascinated by his spirituality,

something that you don't have.
You and Glenn are just so different!

It begins with spirituality,
as they say, and...

You know, right?

Daria is a young woman
and when I married her

I told myself:
"Carlo, don't fool yourself,

you won't be the man of her life"

Just like you, who finds
other women.

You take it for granted
that she'll be unfaithful

Who knows? It had surely
already happened,

though we hadn't talked about it

This is what's called a permissive
marriage

Call it what you will...

but neither Daria nor I
are permissive with our feelings.

What matters is that we love
each other

She always needs me,
just as I always need her

In an indigenous girl I could
perhaps understand polygamy...

...but in a western woman...

...it would bring her
too many complications

Why do you ask me?
What would Glenn say?

He's the polygamist, not me

There are questions I'll
never be able to ask him

Ah! Like what, for example?

I don't know. The husband, how
does he deal with things at night?

Do they all sleep together
sometimes?

Appearances are deceiving.

The people of the island have morals,
polygamy notwithstanding

But isn't this curiosity
a little strange?

It's less strange than you think

Besides, I meant Glenn most of all

He has a strange exterior vitality

...but inside of him there's
a desire to annihilate himself

I'm telling you that it
isn't that strange to me

In the end, the enigmatic
can turn out to be boring

Perhaps it's boring for you because
you think you've already unraveled it

but as for me I think he has
an interesting personality

What time are we leaving
for Ramayan tomorrow?

Early I think: I won't be coming.
I already recorded the music last year.

- I'll go meet up with Tillem.
- Leave him alone.

Don't worry.

Tillem is one of the most
disquieting men in Bali,

- Glenn!
- You should meet him Daria

I won't leave him alone.

I expect that sooner or later
I'll learn something from him

You're joking. I don't think
you'll stay here forever

Have fun!

How? Are you still in bed?

It's six. Get dressed,
we're going to be late.

I'm not feeling well.
My head hurts

Try to sleep, and you should
forget about going to camp today

Have a good day at work.
Does it bother you that I'm not coming?

Not at all.
Until tonight

Carlo!

I might go out with Glenn. I'm curious
about that holy man he talks about

Goodbye!

Daria!

I'm sorry. Every time
I find an old person...

...it's like a miracle for me

In Bali the median age of
death is no more than 30 years.

You didn't know? That's
the best age to die at

My friend Tillem is convinced of it

Here the elderly feel guilty

He seems like a serene
and calm man to me

I don't understand what you
find so disquieting about him

Now I know.

Sooner or later, someone who
refuses to talk so obstinately...

...will drag others into his silence.
That's happened before

Why do you want him to
speak to you specifically?

We were friends and we still are

And yet it seems like you're
afraid of him

Tillem has convinced me that
by staying here

I'm destined to suffer and wants
to help me

Help you how?

By taking me to the only place
I won't suffer

That's why he tempts me
with the idea of death

But why?

For him it's one of the
ways to do a friend a favor

What's that strange thing
that's happening in Karangasem?

It's a somewhat obscure matter...

...in which... magic and
religion are confused...

...in a disconcerting manner.
It seems that years ago...

...the priest of Agun
stopped talking to Tillem.

Later his friend was in Karangasem
and shared a betel nut with him,

which is the fruit of a sacred
tree, here on this island

A few months later the priest
of Agun ceased living

and in Karangasem, on the
very day of his cremation...

...a terrible magic ritual was
carried out: a strange suicide

He concentrated on the
firm will to die

You mean to say he wanted
to follow his friend in death

I still remember his invocation

That's why Tillem's silence
perturbs you

Daria tried to convince Glenn

that what happened in Karangasem
didn't have to affect him

but she didn't manage it. Tillem
remained there, in his silence

For Glenn the only solution
was to go see Bradford:

a westerner who studied
black magic

So Tillem doesn't speak
to you anymore

It scares you, huh? And that's
why you come to me for advice

Why? Bradford, what makes you think
I'm here looking for a sorcerer's help?

The lord of the manor must
guess the desires of his guests

You need a hand to take
the big plunge

No, I don't want anything
from a sorcerer

I see that you think I'm just
here for that, so I should leave

Running away is useless and besides,
it's too late, he's about to succeed

I'm never wrong when something
draws near: I can feel it

It's one of the advantages of magic.
And it's going to bring you a gift

You can't refuse it!

You see!

This frog has great power

- It's a symbol like any other
- Magic, Glenn, is full of symbols,

but behind those symbols
lies the truth

It's truth we're searching,
both you and I

The paths we use to
search for it are different

- and I don't think it'll ever be found
- Come, join us!

You want to convince me to
worship a frog?

I want to convince you that
my magic is the only thing

that will take you to your
destination

Perhaps with a lovely
human sacrifice, right?

Only death will bring you
that truth you're looking for

and you know that quite well,
though you don't want to admit it

but I think you'll never be
able to shed your own blood

The sorcerer should give
me the courage, right?

That's right, so refuse...
this gift

accept your Brahmin's, but
make sure to always be just

In the end, Glenn didn't
accept Bradford's exorcism...

...because he didn't trust him.

Yes, perhaps Bradford could
have saved him.

But Glenn wanted to annihilate
himself, to die that way

In Bali... everyone goes
a little crazy

Forgive me Commissioner,
it's from the hospital

It was from the hospital.

Your wife is still in the
operating room

- Will she be alright?
- I hope so,

I hope so. Come

So we had left off with magic,

with holy men, the luminous
nights...

...and everything in black and white

- Yes
- But try to get to the point,

to your wife's involvement

Look, Daria was impressed
by what Glenn had said

You know, my wife was a very...
she was a very sensitive woman

And days later...

she went to see him,
but it was only a friendly visit

Nothing had happened between
them, of that I'm sure

She went... to console him, to
make him feel like he had friends

- You two never go to Glenn's?
- Rarely

- Why not?
- He goes because of work

- We're not able to help him
- Well, he interests me

Where has he gone today?

I don't know.

You don't know or
you don't want to tell me?

And you, why don't you tell
me what you want with him?

Me, with Glenn? No.
Is it that you're jealous?

The flower of jealousy doesn't
bloom here among us easily

and I as well as Vashare
trust Glenn. We're sure of him.

Oh, are you?

Why don't you believe me?

What do you two know about
his problems?

Glenn! Glenn!

Glenn! Are you sick?
What's wrong? Tell me

- You're sick, I'll take you home
- No, I need Bradford

Please, have the holy man come

- What, have you decided?
- No, don't call him

Glenn is feeling ill.
Have him go back home.

And you, why are you interfering?
It should be him that asks me

He came here for that.
So, what?

Bradford! Why is this
all happening Bradford?

Glenn doesn't want to talk to me.

Why did he call for the holy man?

Why?

So he can help the ascetic
play a game with death

He'd be happy then,

and it will demonstrate
once again that he's a coward

Daria, it's late.

I'm not sleepy.
Let's stay a little longer.

I can't stand this racket

Go. I'll see you in a bit

Glenn, no one tries to
kill themselves for no reason.

What's driven you to this?

Tillem's silence, it
wants to drive me from him

How did you get here?

I was getting bored

I walked along the beach for a bit

and then I thought of
going to find you...

...to go see that famous temple

- It's a temple like any other
- But not to you

What secret have you
managed to get from him?

Have you obtained the
magic formula

you must use the day
Tillem dies?

Because that's what you're
waiting for here

So you consider me a vulture,
just watching his prey

You're the prey and Tillem
is the vulture

No Dara, I had decided
to come here

long before I was interested
in Tillem...

and during the nights of...

Stop pretending with me.
I can read you

You can't fool me like you do
those two idiots

who will watch your suicide

- You shouldn't offend them
- I've left Carlo

and followed you here
to try to free you from this

mystical madness you're
wrapped up in...

...like a madman on
the border of the abyss

Daria and Glenn were together
for two days

and I never knew what happened
between them

Daria never told me, and
I never asked her either

That was our agreement

Ours was a free relationship...
.. open.

It was just a matter of
unimportant adventures,

stories that spanned 2 or 3 days

but this time I realized
that it was different

It was love!

Yes, it's me
Oh, I understand!

keep me informed, I won't
move from here. Alright

So?

Sit down, sit down.
It wasn't about a woman

but if they call from
the hospital let me know

You'll know.
You'll know

I can't take it anymore

Go on

Alright. Of course.
Of course

So...

Daria changed...

a lot in those three days
she spent with Glenn in Samur.

- How did she change?
- I don't know. She seemed different

She was different

Everyone could see that

Carlo!

I thought you were at camp
preparing tonight's celebration

I'm not very interested
in tonight's celebration

You'll be happy to leave
to Karangasem, right?

- Glenn was successful, wasn't he?
- With what?

With taking your woman to bed

No!

- I don't believe you, you know?
- Why?

If what you think had
happened I'd be calmer

Permissive marriage!

Do you remember your prophecy?

Oh, Daria has fallen in love!
That's what you're trying to tell me

She's fascinated, bewitched,
I don't know

When it comes to feelings
you're not permissive, right?

She'll abandon you, you'll see.
Prepare yourself

No, you don't know me. I don't
give in so easily to prophecies

Glenn, now that we're saying
goodbye

I'll be the one who takes care
of the shadow play

I'll entertain myself and
your guests.

You can be sure you won't be
ashamed of Bradford

Get going you.
Out, out

Sit down, sit down shadows,
because now you're all shadows

Cut this out Bradford.
You've had too much to drink

To the contrary I'm very lucid.
I'll demonstrate it, starting with you

What are these two shadows?

This is Carlo and that's Brigitte

Our brave photographer had two
lovers: one white and the other colored

The European one arrived and
the indigenous one became upset.

Why did he do it?

Is he an artist... or a degenerate...

...who gets excited by the idea of
taking the Bishop's daughter to bed?

Or is it just because his wife is willing
to forgive him having a white lover?

But Daria also has her weaknesses

Who do you want to provoke
Bradford? Stop this buffoonery

It's too soon for you
to call me a buffoon Glenn

Have you forgotten that you came
to the buffoon's house,

trembling like a worm...

...with terror in your eyes and
being chased by a wooden mask...

...to beg me to call the
spirit, to perform an exorcism...

...to chase your phantoms
away with the blood of frogs

Isn't it you who put the
sorcerer in the Brahmin's place?

You told Tillem what you've done,

asking of magic what faith
won't give you

And in your gratitude you call
me a sorcerer's apprentice!

Listen Glenn!

It's no easy thing to free yourself
from that mask that follows you

but you don't even have
the courage to kill yourself

You don't know how to do
anything besides

spending your time seducing
other people's wives

Have you told Carlo that his wife
has fallen in love with you

- and that you're leading her on?
- Enough! Leave!

Why don't you explain to Daria
how much you enjoy this situation?

I told you to leave Bradford.
Go at once!

The truth hurts,
you second rate mystic

Glenn has left the dark world
of lovers...

...where god doesn't speak to us

and in Bali he's discovered new ideas
that speak to men

and he's so ambitious that he's
wanted to hear that very voice...

...because he's sick of the
litanies of the priest of his house

But you fool yourself Glenn.
There's no cure for your sickness

That sentence lies within you.
No one will be able to life it

You'll die in desperation Glenn.
You'll have a miserable end

Your end will be more miserable
than mine

I'll find that bravery that
you lack

Enough Bradford!

And you, you won't be able to
make that last gesture

to penetrate Tillem' muteness

Here's some advice: return to your
old god, a god that doesn't talk

His silence doesn't kill

It's a silence that's convenient
for you Glenn,

one that suits everybody,
everybody

He's a madman!

That night Glenn shared a betel
nut with his Brahmin, Tillem

He said that if the Brahmin
died, then so would he

But...

Yes, it was to impress her and
distance her from me:

a token, a token of love

A magic that Glenn said
he believed in

lamata

Don't you think the time
has come

to tell each other what
we think?

If you want...

You have to want to as well.

I have to tell you what I think
about you and Glenn?

It's not the first time one of us...

...has done something foolish

but we've always been
faithful, isn't that true?

How do you manage to feel
so sure?

This time everything seems
different to me

and I don't know if I'll
be able to find myself alone

Alone? Are you saying
I'm not here?

Am I not always willing to help you?
I just need you to let me do it

You shouldn't ask me.
Do something yourself... and soon

Let's leave. Let's return
to Europe

And you think that will
be enough?

Yes, of course, and it'd even do
him good, being far from Karangasem

Look!

There's a flight in two hours
to Jakarta.

If we're going to go,
let's do it now

Alright? Don't think about it twice

Carlo, I don't know what the reason
for this sudden departure is,

but perhaps it's the wrong
decision

Everyone is responsible for their
mistakes just as you are of yours

If it's because of what
Bradford said,

believe, there's nothing
between Daria and me.

No, listen: forget Bradford
and leave my life alone

- Hello! Did you bring the tickets?
- Yes, here they are

You must be at the airport
in half an hour

You were in luck. You're
the last two passengers,

but in Jakarta you're on the
waiting list for the flight to Europe

I'm going to send a telex
right away

Please, let us talk alone

By coming here you've confirmed
his suspicions

about something between us
that doesn't exist. Why?

All of a sudden this flight of yours
has seemed absurd to me... intolerable.

It's as if we were enemies

Who decided to go?
You... or him?

Who has decided to end
our relationship,

even though it was honest
and innocent?

- It wasn't so innocent for me
- Why do you say that Daria?

What did we do wrong?
Did I ask you for anything?

There are things that
don't need to be asked for

I love you Glenn, and it's better
to leave before hurting someone...

...or being hurt

I never would have done that,
believe me

Besides, what's the point of all this?
I've just come to say goodbye

Now I know we won't
ever see each other again

Why do you say it with such
certainty? Glenn, you're scaring me

I'm going to Karangasem to disprove
all of Bradford's accusations

Last night I shared a betel nut...

...with Tillem

Wait here!

Glenn has made a death pact
with Tillem.

He wants to end his life
and no one can stop him,

but his salvation could depend...
on me

I feel I have to follow him
and help him

No... you can't stop it.
I'm begging you

Carlo! What's wrong?

What did Daria say to you?

You don't know?

Carlo!

Leave with him already,
and for good!

I always took Glenn for a joke

because he tried to solve his
problems with magic

but now I think that that was the
only thing he could turn to as well

I couldn't accept that someone could
be possessed by such an absurd fear

The fear that Daria felt
thinking Glenn could die:

Balian magic rites, wooden masks,
betel nuts and death pacts

Idiocy! I wanted to show
her the falseness and deceit

I had to provoke magic
and it's priests

Make them show themselves...

...to betray themselves

And you... always here, huh?

Did you hear about Bradford?

They found him tonight
near a temple in Samur

And we called him a buffoon...

He's said it so many times, now
he's done it... Who knows why?

Sacrificing himself that way!

Tillem, this is an island
of madmen, of frantic madmen

Ah!

We have to admit that
your sorcerer

has been more brave with your
student than you were

And you, what are you
expecting?

What are you expecting before you
go comfort your brave disciple?

Make me feel it old man!

If you really feel what you want
others to believe give me some proof

I don't believe in your magic

If you really have to die Tillem,

do it soon and take that
bastard with you

You still haven't learned
that he's avoiding you...

and that you won't see
him again?

Go on, or he'll think your silence
is just a joke.

This statue is an announcement
from death

Glenn, your two women
and Daria

went to the temple of
Karangasem on foot

A deserted place,
a desolate swamp...

...in a phantasmal atmosphere, in
the hope that something most happen

Daria, don't judge us badly

What do you think?

Vashare and I know very well
what goes through Glenn's mind

- But understand, we mustn't...
- You're just slaves...

Idiot! Savage! Why have you let
him come here to be destroyed?

What are you waiting for
before you do something?

I hate you! I hate you!
I hate you!

I was looking for you Glenn!

Ilsak must've spoke to you already,
but I want you to hear it from me

I don't know what happened tonight,
but I wasn't myself, you know?

I can't take this place anymore

- I feel responsible
- I'm the only one responsible

I should have seen that
sooner or later

this coexistence would be
insupportable to you

It was a mistake

Carlo is here!

Have you considered that
without the Karangasem chapter...

...the book would be missing
the most exciting part?

I've found lodging in town.
You can relax, I won't bother you

What's more, I'm going
to get to work right away

We'll see each other at the temple

Did you know? That statue is
for you. Tillem gave it to me.

- Who gave it to you?
- Tillem, before he died

He died yesterday at noon.
You didn't know?

I'm thirsty. I want
something to drink Ilsak.

We still have some rice wine.
I'll go look for it

No
Why don't you go?

I'm... returning to Italy

Could magic have caused it?

I don't know, but... Glenn
died just as he had seen...

...and had wanted to deep down.
He fucked me!

So your wife returned
to Italy with you...

No, I returned alone...
from Bali

During all that time...

I waited for her to come back...
to show herself

Nothing!

I was mad. I didn't even know
where she was, do you understand?

Later...

...three days ago...

Yes, three days ago,

I was with my friend who was
proposing I start working again

It had been some time since,
bored and hopeless,

I had abandoned all
my activities

Look, I'll write the text and
you do your job as you will

The editor will realize that
it's a good idea...

...and you'll have a good reason
to be someone again,

to be an active person...

Where are you going?
Carlo! Carlo!

You'll see: everything
is just as you left it

Come!
Close it!

Very good!

Alright, agreed. We'll stay here...
two or three days, without moving

Two or three days?

Of course Daria

Yes Carlo

Daria!

Daria!

Are you ready?

- Look: is it alright like this?
- No, let your hair down

Now it's alright.
Come!

You've chosen just the
right dress

You're lovely.
Take this!

Come closer!

It seems to fit just right

- Are you wearing anything underneath?
- Nothing

Well, champagne and oriental
cuisine don't mix well

In any case...
to your health

Do we have to eat with
this music?

Dear, it's a gamelan,
don't you remember?

In Bali we always listened to it
while we ate

How do I do it?

You still haven't learned, huh?
It's very simple, look

One stick here, another there
and then you squeeze

Yes, but I can't without a fork

Here: I'll give it to you
so you won't die of hunger

- Look, I've managed to do it
- That's great!

- Forgive me, I'm sorry
- Don't worry

Wait, it's nothing.
One moment...

There it is. Now I'll fix it

I'm very good at this

A pact!

We'll make a pact

- Like in Bali
- What's the matter?

- Like Glenn and Tillem's
- But I'm sleepy

We'll share a betel nut

What more do you want
from me?

Look: this is the fruit.
It's very good

Here: open your hand

Like that

Like that: we'll be united forever

Squeeze it!

Squeeze it with me.
Squeeze it

I'm sick of it.

It's been three days you've been
forcing me to do this - Don't move

I told you not to move

You see. This way you're
like... in the picture

A face torn to pieces:
Here... and then there...

- Enough! This is shit
- Hold still

I'm sick of it. You're crazy,
a crazy maniac

Don't leave!

Daria!

I can't let you leave

I can't be alone and
without you

We made a pact

A pact of love...

...and of death

This is her identity card

The woman is out of danger

My wife?

Then let's go over there,
because I can't... I can't wait

We found this identity card in
her wallet. She isn't your wife

She's a prostitute
and a marked one at that

She's already been identified
by her pimp

- But why have you told me this story?
- Oh, no!

So all of you are like I...

like I was, trapped by
facts and not appearances

What do you mean? A prostitute!
What do you mean?

Have a bit of imagination

Like them, like the ones
in Bali I used to despise

We need to see the things inside of
things, see the ideas inside of objects

to be able to see god
in a simple betel nut

I saw Daria because I've learned
to materialize my desire for her

I see her in this bed and in all
of the things that belong to her

I saw her in that woman
who was Daria to me

That's her: Daria. For me
she will always be Daria

She always will be for me.
Here she is

So you don't understand me.
Well, too bad for you

Tillem was right

Glenn was right

Silence is better

You've screwed us good
with all that chatter

He's cut his carotid.
Call an ambulance

Even though there's nothing
to be done

Let the attorney know
right away

Oh, Commissioner! They called
from the hospital.

The woman died a little bit ago

It's a coincidence

but everything has worked according
to that damned magic

I'll have to write the report

What will I write?

That they died through magic?

And besides, what's that
about a betel nut?

Look, keep in mind that in
cutting his throat with glass...

...it's as if he had stabbed
that poor wretch again

His wife, that is, in that
woman's person

But I think it's all a matter
of suggestion. What a case!

Those sorts of things
don't happen in Rome

Vtg

Original Spanish Subtitle
translated into English by Turdis

April 2010