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"We set this, our bond,
in writing...

...so that all good men will
know our reason and our purpose.

From this night forward,
we will not rest...

...until we have gathered
the strength...

...to free ourselves of
the invader."

If we are agreed...

...then we better be starting
back to our homes.

Brave talk from old men. Where
are the young ones tonight?

I'm frightened. Frightened
for us all, young and old.

- Dardo.
- Dardo.

Hey, Bambino.
Look who's coming.

Dardo.

We didn't expect you
until next week.

I'll meet you at the tavern.

Dardo wouldn't miss
the Hawk's homecoming.

Dardo, shoot a cap.

- Caps ready?
- Yeah.

Let's go.

Further back.

Alright, caps in the air.

- Whose hat did you pick?
- Fat Tony's.

I know why,
I've seen his sister.

Dardo.

Papa Pietro.

We missed you
at the meeting, Dardo.

Signor Apothecary,
you sound like his wife.

I'll leave the talking to you.
You're good at it.

We need you.
We're depending on you.

On me? Why?
I don't depend on anyone,

why should anyone depend on me?
Right, Rudi?

A man of the mountains has
to learn that he can't...

...depend on anyone
but himself.

- There, you see?
- He's your own true son, Dardo.

Each for himself
and devil take the hindmost.

Drink with your own kind the day
the Hawk comes back.

Let the rest take care
of themselves.

Apothecary,
the herbs for your cures.

But don't try curing me.
I'm incurable.

- Where's Alberto working today?
- The Vasselis.

Rudi.

Do you think
you can hit that chimney?

- It's an awful long way away.
- Go on, try it.

Pull it back close
to your cheek.

Aim low, now.

- I hit it. I hit it.
- You certainly did.

Hey, what dirty-faced,
son-of-toilet-- Dardo.

Benuto. Giovanni.

He's here again.
I'll meet you at the tavern.

It's true. The apothecary
talks too much sometimes.

But this time, he's right.

We just have to do something
about the Hawk.

You there, Dardo Bartoli.

You think people
are made of money

to go buy new caps everyday?

And besides, I haven't seen
you in four weeks.

Women just don't understand,
do they, Tony?

Here, take my cap for the boy.
I'll get it back tonight.

What's it going to be like
if we let the Hawk back--

Let me alone. A man can
live his life two ways:

- With or without.
- Without what?

- Rudi, tell him.
- What?

- People and things.
- People get you into things...

...things get you into
trouble...

...trouble gets you
mixed up into people.

- Then it starts all over again.
- My son.

Now, come on, let's have some
of Giulio's good wine.

- Can we all hang out?
- Dardo, what's up?

- Are we all here? The butcher?
- Hey, Giulio, the wine.

- The tinker.
- Bring out some wine.

Where's Piccolo?

Well, where's Piccolo?

I can't drink without Piccolo.

Hey, Piccolo, what's the matter?
Didn't you hear us?

Have you stopped drinking?
Are you sick?

What's on your mind?

Oh, the Hawk's coming.

Run along.
I wanna talk to Piccolo.

We're not afraid
of the Hawk, are we?

Run along and teach those city
kids some mountain manners.

You're not worried about the
Hawk. It's the boy's mother.

Look, I've told you before.
I'm through with all that.

It's been five years
since she went away.

Every man's wife leaves him
sooner or later...

...only some don't
take their bodies.

Now, forget it. I have. I
thought the boy ought to see...

...the Hawk, that's all.
So come on.

Well, come on.

When you come to it,
Francesca was the only...

...satisfactory woman I knew.
She left me alone.

Lucretia.

I don't know which gives
more pleasure...

...kissing or hitting you.
"Don't move until I come back."

A girl could starve
waiting for you to come back.

I'll see you tonight.
Tell Giulio we'll have...

a keg of wine,
a ham, chickens from the spit...

...another keg of wine
and six yards of bread.

- This fellow won't serve us.
- Oh, you won't?

Dardo, we're closed.
The Hawk is coming.

The north bell is ringing and
the Hawk is already in the city.

You serve us wine
or do we take it and leave...

- ...the money on your chest?
- Dardo.

You come here.
And you too, Pietro.

Pietro, your wife wants us.
Lucretia, get the food.

Clear the square.

Nonna Bartoli, what's the harm
in a little drink?

At your age, Pietro,
it only takes a little drink.

I knew you'd be here.
Why did you come?

To see your beautiful eyes.

I know you since you were
no bigger than Rudi.

I know that mouth. You've come
looking for trouble...

...and I don't like it.
Why did you bring the boy?

- To meet the Hawk.
- For the boy's sake, let it be.

There's no reason
he has to know.

- Would any of us tell?
- Not one.

Rudi's my son, Nonna.
We don't lie to each other.

What good can it do him
to know his mother?

Rudi.

Make way for Ulrich,
count of Hesse.

Come. I want you
to meet someone.

- Who is he?
- Dardo.

My uncle's indiscretions
come back on him.

Rudi, I want you
to know your mother.

There she is.

I want you to look at her...

...so you'll never feel
you missed anything.

You'll know what people are
talking if they make remarks.

That's Count Ulrich, the Hawk,
the man she went away with...

...five years ago. So you see,
there's no real reason...

...to hate her, just
pity her for bad judgment.

As for him, I suppose you
can pity a man who has...

...to buy a woman to keep
from living with himself.

We better start back
to the mountains.

One moment, please.

I'm surprised to find you're
still so foolhardy, Dardo.

I'm sure you're not
so simple to think I'd use...

...the authority of the empire
to answer an outraged husband.

You killed the falcon.

Perhaps you don't know
the noble sport of falconry...

...is regulated and protected
by imperial law.

By mountain law, any hawk is
fair game for a hunter's arrow.

Yes, I am familiar
with that mountain law...

...and I know
exactly what you mean.

However, I am...

...shall we say,
on the side of the hawk...

...and extremely jealous of
the safety of my birds.

Your hawks are safe...

...as long as they don't hunt
in my part of the mountains.

And just which is your part
of the mountains?

My niece asks a most pertinent
question, Dardo.

- Which ever part I'm in, milady.
- That covers a great...

...deal of territory.

- So do I.
- You there, Rudi.

- What'll I do with your father?
- Nothing. You better not.

He makes it difficult
to stay patient.

We can't have everyone deciding
the hawk is fair game, can we?

Do you think I should
make an example of Dardo?

- No.
- No?

Well, then, I think
you can help.

I shall invite you to live
with your mother at the castle.

I'm sure she wants that.

And I believe it will guarantee
the safety of the hawks.

Take the boy.

Run, Rudi, run.

Dardo, wait for me.

Dardo. Dardo, wait.

Halt.

- Who are you?
- Apothecary Manzoni...

...on an errand of mercy
with the Sister.

- He tried to get it out himself.
- Move him to the table.

Someone keep
the coals pumped up.

I need hot iron to cauterize.

Easy.

- Rudi.
- Boy....

- What happened to the boy?
- Gave himself to save your life.

Now lie down, Dardo.

Don't let him go.
He doesn't know what he's doing.

Anyone here gonna
try and stop me?

Thank you, Sister.

And now, Sister,
the soporific, if you please.

The pain easement.
To be blunt, the jug.

This is purely medicinal.

I think we'll need it.

Bring me the hot iron.

Raise him gently.
He'll be alright.

- You'll get your boy back.
- Soon as your wound heals.

- You gotta hide.
- We'll get in the mountains.

- We'll make a plan.
- We'll find who's at the castle.

- We'll get him back, Dardo.
- No.

No, it's my boy, my problem.

Go home, all of you.
The Hawk will forgive you.

- It isn't as easy as that.
- You're an outlaw...

- ...with a price on you.
- A thousand pieces.

- And everyone who helped you.
- A hundred apiece.

We're outlaws together,
whether you like it or not.

Look, Dardo, I can't do anything
about your being outlaws.

You've taken care of
that yourselves.

But I can ask you to think now.

Don't cause any more trouble.
Work with us.

Work for the day when we
can right all the wrongs.

When all of Lombardy
will be free again.

Senor Apothecary...

...I can't speak for
the others...

...but I have no noble purpose.

I'm not out to right anyone's
wrongs but my own.

My boy won't sit waiting
at the castle until...

...all of Lombardy is free.

I'm afraid you'll have to carry
that arm in a sling for a week.

If you'd called me sooner, this
wouldn't have been necessary.

There's some things even a man
like you can't handle alone.

Looks like I'm not alone.

Like it or not.

It wasn't our fault, my lady.
We were surrounded.

You mustn't ride into the woods.
Dardo's gang is out.

It's not safe in there.
There must be a score or more.

Dardo?

- Thank you.
- Thank you. If we can--

Oh, thank you, my lady.

Well, now,
what have we here, Piccolo?

Is it a lady or a lad?
What do you think?

Either way, it's a puny lad
or a poor lady.

But a handsome horse,
don't you think?

Maybe we should take the horse
and leave the lady-lad...

- ...to walk home.
- Let go of my bridle, please.

Not so fast. You're in my part
of the forest, milady.

- We warned you.
- You could explain it to me.

It's a little difficult
for a stranger.

Just which part of the forest
does he consider his?

As my good friend Piccolo says,
the sure sign is the birds.

They sing in my part of
the forest. No hawks.

You know, you remind me
a little of my uncle.

Are you the only one allowed to
talk in your part of the forest?

My friend Piccolo's
quite a fellow.

He's got ears that can hear
ahead of the rest of us...

...like lightning
before thunder.

See things you and I can't.
Track a deer by the smell...

pick out a poison
mushroom by touch.

And he talks in a way--

I don't think you'd understand,
my lady Anne of Hesse.

You see, he was born
without a voice.

If you'll go home like
a nice boy, I'll forgive you.

But the next time,
I'll spank you.

Give Rudi a message for me.

Tell him I'll be
seeing him soon.

I have no particular bond
with my countrymen...

...but you make it
so expensive for me.

Anne.

The Marchese di Granezia.

Milady.

This is indeed
an unexpected pleasure.

You give me hope.

I had begun to despair
of our barren valley.

At last, a flower of the court
in our mountains.

A rose among our brambles.

You're unexpected yourself,
marchese.

I had begun to think there
was nothing here but rock...

...and arrogant peasants.

These mountains breed arrogance,
even among the nobility.

- And now, if you'll excuse me--
- Don't go, milady.

I need your moral support.

I'm afraid your uncle
is annoyed with me.

I wish you to stay, Anne.

He seems to think I should pay
my taxes like everyone else.

- And why shouldn't you?
- I'm not like everyone else.

You're a very important
man here, marchese.

And that's why I can't allow you
to set a bad example...

...for the rest of the valley.

I've been setting a bad
example for years.

And I have come back
to change all that.

That, my dear Ulrich, is
your quandary. This is mine.

If I should pay
your outrageous taxes...

...I would be left
without property or position.

Little more than anyone else
in this wretched valley.

I would scarcely be worse off
if you confiscated me entirely.

So at the risk of setting
a bad example...

...I am not going to pay you.

You set your example,
marchese...

...and I'll set mine.

My uncle has already sent
several score to the pillory...

...and jailed a hundred more...

...for the same attitude
as yours, marchese.

As your uncle
may have heard, milady...

...during the Crusade I was
imprisoned briefly in...

...several Saracen jails
but only briefly.

- If milady will excuse me....
- Until we meet again.

You have just lost a husband.

Send the march of
the guard to me.

I understand why
you brought me here.

We can't afford a military
occupation indefinitely.

The emperor feels a marriage
between Lombardy and Hesse...

...would serve the empire.

You can tell the emperor--

I thought the marchese would
be an ideal husband for you.

We probably won't find another
as presentable.

Take a company of men
to the castle of...

...the Marchese di Granezia.
Collect his taxes.

- And if he resists, my lord?
- If he resists, take him.

But I want him taken alive.

One step, two step.
Left foot, right foot.

Lightly, lightly,
gay and sprightly.

Arch your back
and curtsy slightly.

One, two, three, please.
Flex the knees.

Stop and bow
and straight and now...

...it's one and two
and follow through.

And three and four
and bow once more and--

No, no, no.

It cannot be done.

Dancing must flow gracefully
and naturally from the spirit...

...as milk from a cow.

I cannot draw milk from a bull.

Rudi, really,
try to pay attention.

Not many peasant boys
have the chance as you do...

...to grow up like a little
prince with servants...

...to train you and take care
of your every wish.

- I can take care of myself.
- What would the servants do?

You sound like your father.
Don't you understand?

With Ulrich's influence, you can
be almost anything you want.

Oh, Rudi.
I have a message for you.

Your father said to tell you
he'll see you soon.

The Marchese Alessandro of
Granezia. We're honored.

You are the sultan
of these tartar brigands?

Outlaws, marchese, outlaws.

I will take my possessions
and be gone.

Piccolo, untie the marchese
and his friend...

- ...so they can be gone.
- I don't think you understand.

I will take my possessions
and be gone.

I don't think you understand.
These aren't your possessions.

They were plucked from me
by the Hessians.

And we plucked them
from the Hessians, rudely.

I'd like it clearly understood:

Where my possessions go, I go.
If they stay, I stay.

Oh, marchese. You wouldn't wanna
live among brigands.

Outlaws, as you say.

Since my castle's been burned
and my land confiscated...

...and the law seems powerless
to protect my person or...

possessions then by all
the saints, I'm outside...

...the protection of
the law myself.

Outlaw. So you may have me.

You'd undoubtedly be a
decorative thing to have around.

But our number's limited.

We're more in need of men
than amusement.

We'll just have to forgo
the luxury of your company.

I'm afraid this puts you in
the embarrassing position

of keeping me out.

Now, you wouldn't want to spoil
your pretty clothes.

Why don't you go peacefully
like a nice boy?

I could best you at the lance.

You could probably
master me with the bow.

I suggest, a man-to-man
encounter, barehanded.

Marchese,
you're gonna get dirty.

Piccolo.

Very good.
Very good. Adroit.

Now having taken each other's
measure, we shall see.

I leave it to the outlaws.
Is it worth the trouble...

...to keep him out?

And there's just one thing
you should know.

- I have the last word.
- Haven't tried for the fall.

- Until we do.
- You have the last word.

Of course, understand one thing:
You take me and you take my...

...minstrel. I insist on
music with my meals.

A couplet to convince your lady
your lies are harmless.

A rhyme to flatter yourself
on your birthday.

A ballad to exaggerate
your manhood...

...for the sake
of your friends.

A melancholy song to make
yourself think...

...you're a man
of deep thoughts.

I'm a useful fellow to have
when you're moody...

...and I don't eat
more than twice my share.

Besides your wish, since
I can't sing to please myself...

...but only songs to suit
the Hawk, my music's as good...

...as outlaw and wherever
my music goes, I follow.

And now may I ask
when you villains eat?

Your new home, marchese.

- A tomb of the ancient gods.
- The roof leaks.

The glory of Olympus reduced
to a shelter for outlaws.

I think the ancient gods lived a
little like outlaws themselves.

That's right, so why shouldn't
we live like gods?

Besides, it's the safest
place we know.

Two more mouths to feed, Luigi.

Our good chef, baker
and major-domo, Luigi.

The Marchese Alessandro
of Granezia.

- Call me Lui.
- You may just call me marchese.

- And his troubadour.
- I'm delighted to meet you.

- You have a name?
- Just call me Apollo.

Apollo, meet Hercules.

Make yourselves comfortable
and settle down.

Someone's sprung
the tinker's trap.

It worked.

Papa Pietro.

Let's try that again.

- What's the news, Papa Pietro?
- That's a tricky trap.

- What about the boy?
- Oh, is my wife mad.

She's mad at the pigeons,
at the boy, at the duke...

at the taxes, mad at me.

But you? Oh, she'll never
speak to you again.

What's the news about the boy?

I found out about the people
working at the castle.

First, there's Tonio.
You remember, ate the live toad?

- He works in the kitchen.
- Kitchen's no good for us.

Well, then there's Beatrice,
the one with the hairy mole.

- Of course, there's Angela.
- The redheaded Angela?

She works as maid
to the Hawk's niece.

Angela, the redhead, eh?

- Angela.
- The reason I told Papa I'd...

...do this was to have a chance
to tell you what I think of you.

- You get more beautiful.
- You think you're worth it?

- Where's the boy?
- In the great hall.

Weeks on end I don't see you,
but when you need me...

...here you are asking me
to risk my neck for you.

- Do you think you're worth it?
- It's a fine neck.

Well, maybe you are.

Smiling, smiling,
always smiling.

Lift your feet,
you little monster.

One and two,
we're nearly through.

And now you bow,
you little beast.

I congratulate you, Francesca.

You've made a fine courtier
out of him.

It's hard to believe
he's really Dardo's son.

As to that, you'll have to
consult Francesca, I'm afraid.

Now, Ulrich.

If I had an arrow, I'd show you
whether I was Dardo's son.

- Rudi.
- Dardo.

If anyone moves, I'll put this
apple in your mouth for...

- ...the fancy pig you are.
- This is quite foolish.

None of you will leave
the castle alive.

I don't like to interfere
with mother love...

...but I'm taking the boy
where he belongs.

Dardo, you mustn't be selfish.
The boy's better off here.

- Growing up a Hessian?
- Want him to grow up like you?

Poor, dirty,
a peasant to be spat on?

What can you give him?
What did you ever give me?

The boy is the only thing
you ever gave me...

...and I won't
let you take that.

Piccolo.

No. No.

Take the boy.

Piccolo, the chandelier.

Meet you at the rope.

We must stay together, milady.
May I offer you my protection?

Allow me to escort you
to your chamber.

These corridors are very dark.
Most terrifying, milady.

I feel as if we
were walking through...

...the heart of a deep forest.

Judging by the boy,
I'm sure no one is safe alone...

...while that mountain beast
is in the castle.

Who's there?

- What is it?
- Why nothing at all, milady.

The wind caressed the candle
too passionately, I'm afraid.

As I was saying, I hope
the mountain brute...

- ...didn't frighten you.
- A wild animal is always...

- ...frightening.
- But fascinating, milady.

- Who are you?
- Only your protector, milady.

- Milady is safe as long--
- Get out.

But I-- I don't quite
understand.

I said get out.

I know, milady, but I....

I see. Of course, the Hawk's
niece, the Lady Anne of Hesse.

I can understand
you coming for your--

Why didn't I think
of this before?

- What exactly are you thinking?
- A shame that pleasant...

- ...conversation end.
- What are you gonna do?

I don't like taking
a lady by force--

- No!
- But I'm afraid we'll take...

...you as hostage for the boy.

No.

It's a fine boy
you've got there.

We missed the boy,
but we got this.

Aside from the face, she looks
just like my cousin Rosa.

- I guess they're human.
- You know, I never saw a real...

...princess right in the flesh.

Excuse me, princess.

- Duchess, not princess.
- Who can tell the difference?

- Dukes and princes.
- Open your mouth.

It isn't true.

They don't have pearls for teeth
like it says.

Milady.

This is an unexpected pleasure,
marchese.

In spite of certain family
differences, I defend...

...the good name of chivalry
even here in this...

...heathen temple
among outcasts.

Dardo. I must insist that we
accord our lovely guest...

...the respect due her position.

She'll get what the Hawk's
niece deserves.

Go pick her up, marchese.

But, of course, with the respect
due a lady in her position.

Tomorrow, Piccolo will have
the honor of taking

our message to the castle.
By night, I'll have my boy...

...back and you'll be
sleeping in your own bed.

In the meantime, the marchese
trusts you'll be...

...comfortable with us.

- What are you doing now?
- I'm drying my leg.

And quite a leg it is too.

Just keep the chain tight
so I'll know where you are.

Yes, it's quite a leg for
a princess, countess...

...or duchess
or whatever it is.

Tell me, where'd you learn
to ride like that?

Not at court. You learn to ride
like that in the mountains.

Maybe you're a peasant girl
after all, like Francesca.

I am Anne of Hesse.
My title is marchioness.

My father was Ulrich's brother.
But I was raised and learned...

to ride in the South
with my mother.

The country is very
much like this.

You'll have to let
the chain out a little.

I left my sandal
down by the water.

Isn't it a little dull for you
after the court?

It must be lonely without the
dukes and counts and princes.

Tell me about them.

What are they like
when they take their armor off?

I learned a long time ago,
my lady...

...never trust a mountain cat
when she stops snarling...

...and never trust a woman
when your back is turned.

Why didn't we ever think of this
before? This is the life.

All those years I spent
sweeping other people's smoke...

...cooped up in chimneys,
looking at the sky...

...through a square hole.

Fresh air,
I'm not quite used to it.

Scarpa, my nimble-toed friend,
tell me, wouldn't it be...

- ...easier to use your hand?
- Yes, it'd be easier to live...

like animals and eat
with our teeth.

Be easier to walk around in our
bare skins, let our hair grow.

It'd be easier for you
to talk like other people...

...without rhymes and rhythms.

But we're civilized
and the art of civilization...

...is doing natural things
in an unnatural way.

I'm just more civilized
than the rest of you.

I salute a fellow artist.

Skinner, we have a love letter
to write to the Hawk.

Piccolo, don't go away.

Sit down and talk to me.

No, really.
I can understand you.

You and Dardo have known each
other a long time, haven't you?

You like him, don't you?

Why do you like him?

He's a bird?

He's free as a bird?

Oh, he's a free spirit.
That's what you mean.

The birds do sing
in his part of the forest.

What about women?

He treats them badly,
doesn't he?

Puts chains around their necks.

Do you think that's right?

Do you see any reason
why I should be chained?

After all, I couldn't go
anyplace, could I?

The guards wouldn't let me.

Then if it's just
a cruel whim of Dardo's...

...couldn't you undo the chain?

Oh, marchese.

- Milady.
- When we said, "Till we meet...

...again" I'd hoped it would
be different circumstances.

So had I,
but your uncle intervened.

And now to find myself
your prisoner....

You'd have preferred me
to be yours?

- No.
- But I hardly expected...

...to find the Marchese di
Granezia as a stableboy.

It has certain advantages
over the dungeons of the castle.

But it's all
so unnecessary, Alessandro.

How's that, milady?

- If you'd been more reasonable--
- Paid my taxes?

You'd have had more than
your taxes back with...

- ...my marriage settlement.
- You'll forgive me, milady...

...if I find your
proposal somewhat sudden.

- But it's not, really.
- I'm quite sure such...

...a pleasant idea would
never have slipped my mind.

My uncle had suggested it.

I can only say your uncle
has an alarming way...

...of welcoming me
to the family.

The Emperor Barbarossa knows we
can't afford a military...

...occupation indefinitely.

Therefore, a marriage between
Hesse and Lombardy seems....

But I can't help being a woman.

If I must be married
for reasons of empire...

...I wish it could be someone
I find attractive.

You overwhelm me, milady.

Are you surprised
I find you attractive?

Not at all.

I'm surprised that I find myself
wanting to believe you.

It's a pity it's too late.

But it's not too late.
If I could tell my uncle that--

My dear Anne,
if I may be so bold...

...you may tell your uncle
that I find you fascinating.

If only I could be sure you're
as honest as you are pretty.

But then, with a collar around
your lovely neck...

...it's hard to tell...

...whether your throat's
blushing from passion or deceit.

And now if milady
will forgive me...

...I must get back
to the stables.

"By sundown tonight."

- That all?
- That's enough.

I don't understand that.
I can't write a word.

Now that the ransom note's
written, I suggest I take it.

Piccolo's taking the note.

That's manifestly absurd.
He can't speak.

He doesn't have to.

He wouldn't know
what to say to Ulrich.

Everything's in the note.

I'm prepared to answer the count
in his own language...

- He'll understand.
- ...and fight on his own terms.

Well, then, now the Hawk's
going to fight on our terms.

Dardo, we still have a third
fall to be settled.

There are more important things
to settle now.

No short stops at the tavern.

If you're not back by sundown,
I'll--

I can't understand it, sire.
It's not like milady Anne.

Her bed's not been slept in and
her nightdress is as I left it.

Every gown's in place. I can't
imagine what she had in mind.

The only thing she took
was a pillowcase and an apple.

- Impertinent youth.
- Your Grace.

It appears he has a message.

Release him
and bring me the message.

Sit down and take some wine.

You may go.

Who is the hunter's
nearest relative?

His uncle. An old man, a retired
cobbler known in the village...

...as Papa Pietro.

I want you to build a gallows
in the piazza...

...and tie Papa Pietro under it
for all to see.

We'll hang him at dawn
for the outlaw.

So you're the dummy.
Dardo's friend.

You can't speak.

An admirable quality
in one of your kind.

I assume that Dardo intended to
insult me by sending you...

...or perhaps he thought
there could be no argument.

If so, he's as defective as you.

He's blind.
Or worse, he's witless.

His mind is confused
by his sentimentality.

A common disease
among a conquered people.

Does he seriously suppose that
I'd sacrifice the interests...

...of an empire for the comfort
or even the life of a woman?

I assure you,
I have no such compunction.

You may tell your friend....

Oh, you can't tell him, can you?

Well, then, since you haven't
a tongue to talk...

...you'll have to deliver my
message in another way.

Take him below.
I'll join you immediately.

* Only as twilight fails *

* One full she waited *

* Hearing only *

* The nightingales *

* Melancholy song *

* Treasure the mornings light *

* Dazed for pleasure *

* Short is the measure *

* The night is long *

Troubadour.

What will happen if--?

If Piccolo doesn't come back?

Why would you
want to discuss it, milady?

- I'm the hostage.
- Exactly.

I used to sing a ballad
concerning the fate of...

...the fair Zuleika
daughter of the sultan...

...who was taken hostage
on the Crusades.

But I don't think it would be
of much comfort to milady...

...under the circumstances.

Why did you do that?

You'll be going home soon.

Shouldn't Piccolo be back?

- He'll be back.
- I hope you're right.

I hope I'll be going
home soon...

...that it works out
as you planned.

I hope you get your boy back.

You miss your feather bed.

You've never slept
on the ground before...

...or ate out of a wooden bowl
or bathed in a mountain spring.

I wanted you to know that
I respect you...

...for wanting your boy back.
It's right that you should.

- Thank you.
- I mean...

...maybe I do belong
at the castle.

It's my life, I suppose.
But it's not for Rudi.

You can't make a prince
out of a peasant.

He's like you.

My uncle says
your mountains breed arrogance.

Piccolo says it's free spirit.

I don't know.

But the boy
belongs in the mountains...

...in the forest.

Your part of the forest.

What do you want?

It's just that I wanted you
to know that...

...no matter what happens, I--

Where's Piccolo?
Why doesn't he come?

It's so long after dark.

I'm frightened.
I'm frightened for you.

You're frightened for yourself

- You're wasting your time.
- No.

You want to make love,
afraid he won't come back.

- Dardo.
- You're beautiful.

It's a lie.

- Your mouth is lying.
- I don't know.

What could you feel? Feeling had
to be burned out of you...

...with the first peasant's
cottage your uncle burned.

Buy a husband
with a marriage settlement...

...look for a stableboy like
your uncle found Francesca...

...because your own men
are as empty as you are.

- Yes, I lied.
- Get away.

- I'm glad.
- Get back until I decide...

- ...what to do.
- I'm glad it's a lie.

I'd hate for it to be the truth.

- Dardo.
- Dardo.

- Dardo.
- Dardo.

Piccolo.

Biggie, get some warm olive oil.

Go to the castle?

Square.
Go to the city square.

- Look after him.
- Dardo.

Tie her up.

What does it mean?
The gallows.

He hangs at dawn.
For the outlaw.

Get your horses.
We're riding into the city.

Company alert. Stand guard.

Incoming from the west gate.

- Form your ranks.
- Company, on guard.

You rest here, Papa Pietro.

The apothecary
will be here soon.

What is this?
What is this about?

Are you afraid of me?

No. There's no longer
any fear of you.

You can do us no more harm now.

I remember, Dardo. I remember
when you were born in these...

...mountains and your father ran
away to fight in foreign places.

We pitied the child.

We said he could never be
blamed, however he grew.

I remember when you came into
town as a boy.

We laughed at your matted hair
and your wild manners.

We made excuses for
your mischief...

...because you harmed
nobody but yourself.

We excused you,
I suppose, because--

There's a little of you
in each of us that...

...none of us dared show.

But now I know it's the devil in
all of us that we saw in you.

You're one of us,
you're of my own family...

...and I did what I could
to raise you, but...

...we've come
to take you back.

- We saved the old man.
- You saved Pietro.

Now there are five hanging
in his place.

Tomorrow, there'll be ten.

It won't end till the Hawk
gets what he wants:

The outlaws in prison
and Dardo hanged.

Tell them to come quietly,
but if they don't...

- ...we're prepared to fight.
- No.

No, there'll be no fighting
between us.

- No one will hang for me.
- Nonna Bartoli.

Nonna Bartoli,
I want to talk to you.

It so happens I was the one
faced death tonight and not you.

You weren't gonna be hanged
in the morning, but I was.

And with that rope around my
neck it would've been hard...

...to convince me
Dardo put it there.

It was the Hawk,
that's who did it.

Was it Dardo made skulking
cowards out of you all?

You wanted something to happen?

Dardo made things happen.

Alright, he made trouble for us.

I'll be lucky if I come out
of this without rheumatism.

I had myself convinced
up there in the gallows...

...that I was willing to die.

For the first time in my life,
I felt like a hero.

And you're not gonna
take that away from me.

If you're all so willing
to fight...

...then fight the Hawk and
his Hessians, not Dardo.

Let's fight them
and be rid of them...

...or die fighting, at least.

Papa Pietro,
you make me proud and ashamed.

- We'll fight.
- Easy.

We'll fight together now.

And we'll live together
to see Lombardy free.

Wait.
Nonna Bartoli's right.

- First of all, I must go back.
- They'll hang you.

We can't let them hang
the five old men.

- So let them hang me.
- No.

Besides, it'll give us
time to prepare.

- Your father disappoints me.
- He'll never surrender.

I should have thought his
arrogance...

...would never allow others
to hang for him.

Let the execution proceed.

Stop. Wait.

- Let him pass.
- Let him pass.

Hold the rest.

- Send the boy away.
- No.

There's no reason
for him to see this.

I think it will be a good lesson
to watch your surrender.

That's why you're here,
isn't it?

I've given up trying to fight
you, Ulrich, as a man.

Last night, my best friend
was killed along with...

the troubadour and skinner...

...to save one man from hanging.
Now there's five.

Release the five men.

Have you anything to say
before I hang you?

No.

Yes, wait.

Since you're here, Rudi,
I want you to learn...

...the right lesson from this.

A man can't live by himself
alone. I was wrong.

But a man who has friends...

...like the three
who aren't here today...

...who are willing to risk their
own lives for someone else....

A man who has friends like that
will never really die.

You're going to learn
a lesson too, Ulrich.

When you kill a man, you've
done the most anyone can do.

And it's not enough.

Because a man
who knows what he's dying for...

...only seems to die.

Hang him.

No. No, Ulrich,
not because of me.

Do you have to hang him?

Please, Ulrich, isn't it enough
for your pride of empire?

Proceed with the execution.

No, you can't do it!

Hang him.

The body may be claimed at dusk.

Take the outlaws to the dungeon.

Believe me,
I can quite understand...

...your attraction
to a lusty animal.

I'm afraid it's a family trait.

You will forget him,
find yourself another.

- I'm going back to Germany.
- I don't think so. Not yet.

You haven't served
your purpose here.

Or had you forgotten
why you came?

- The buzzards are out already.
- Trust the Hawk to find death.

Now, pretty birdies,
don't be unreasonable.

Fly back over
the body once more.

Just once more. Just till
Ulrich leaves the square.

Fly you mangy,
ugly-faced monstrosity. Fly.

Keep your grimy hands off me.

Before you make trouble for
yourself, let me warn you:

It might be worth your while
to inform your master...

...the Marchese
Alessandro di Granezia...

...would like
to discuss a wedding.

Good mother, could you direct
the poor players...

...to the castle
of Count Ulrich of Hesse?

I can direct you to the devil.

Follow the marsh road and the
smell of death will lead you.

You know, I'm hungry.

You're alright.

Get me out of this contraption.

- There we are. Easy.
- Get the noose.

Must be an easier way of dying.

Plans are made for tomorrow
morning. The city's ready.

Shall we go?
Dardo can eat while we bury him.

Send the lady Anne
to us immediately.

You may go.

Now, what are the details
of this uprising, Alessandro?

Tomorrow morning while you
are attending Allhallows...

...services a group of peasants
will present themselves...

...at the castle bearing gifts.

A gesture of humility
and defeat.

Once inside the castle, they
plan to overcome the guard...

...raise the portcullis,
lay siege to the castle...

...and be ready to meet you
on your return.

And who is to lead
this gallant little band?

The old man? The apothecary?
The philosopher?

Little Papa Pietro
or his nagging wife?

You see, I know them all.
They needed Dardo.

Who else do they have?
His friend the dummy is dead.

Who is supposed to lead them?

- You, marchese?
- Dardo.

I'm afraid the outlaws have
bewitched and beguiled you.

Neatly and with some
imagination, you must admit.

At this moment, the town is
burying a coffin full of...

...stones while Dardo's corpse
meets with the ghosts...

of his three dead friends to
plan the assault on the castle.

Let them come. Let them attack.
We'll be ready.

It seems your countrymen must
learn their lesson in blood.

You sent for me, Ulrich.

I think you know
your husband-to-be.

- No.
- My dear Anne.

Ulrich, I meant what I said.

We are deeply indebted
to the marchese, Anne.

He has just told me that hanging
Dardo was not enough.

His foolish friends intend
to attack us in the morning.

Circumstances
and your most lovely self...

...persuaded me that my heart
and sympathetic self-interest...

...lie with you and your uncle.

You've betrayed them because
of me? Because of what I said?

Your Grace. The impresario of
a players company request...

...your permission to entertain
in the great hall tonight.

Send him in.

We are celebrating tonight,
aren't we, Anne?

Yes. If you say so.

We are celebrating tonight.

The impresario Arturo of Milan,
Your Grace.

Bringing with him from the far
ends of the Earth...

...the Brothers Bulanos,
the bouncing Bavarians...

...Petrolini and his Indian
bear, almost human.

The greatest assortment of
players, acrobats, jugglers...

...and clowns ever assembled
for the pleasure of the court.

You're Nonna Bartoli?
I'm Anne.

- Anne of--
- I know you.

I had to come to tell you
Ulrich knows about the uprising.

Alessandro's betrayed you.

- Why do you come to me?
- Last night it was your...

- husband--
- Yes.

It was my husband
you were going to hang.

Let me talk to him.

He's gone.
To bury Dardo.

Then, Nonna Bartoli,
you have to listen to me.

You have no business here.
We know of no uprising.

Then send me to someone
who does. Or go yourself.

Find them and tell them Ulrich
is waiting to slaughter...

...them when they come.
Tell them to give it up.

The Hawk's niece
said to give it up?

Believe me, the two of them are
sitting up at the carnival...

right now, celebrating.

Why should I lie?
Why should I come here?

Why did you come?

Because I'm ashamed
of what I am.

And what I've done.

I can say it now because my
pride was hanged with him.

I came because I love Dardo.

- Go home, Anne.
- You must believe me.

There's nothing for you here.
Go home.

Please.

I believe her, Dardo.

Why should we believe her?

Maybe the Hawk sent her.
How do we know?

Give it up, she says. Isn't
that what he'd want us to do?

She loves you, Dardo. I know you
don't want to believe that.

You don't want to trust
yourself...

...because you're afraid
you love her too.

That's a hard thing
for Dardo to admit.

Now, why are you so ready
to believe every woman...

...loves you except this one?

You know what this means.

We attack tonight.

But how?

The carnival. That's right,
she said there's a carnival.

Can you do it?
You're sure?

Alright, we'll do it.
Tonight.

A little more chameleon,
I believe, apothecary.

You'll find your head in my
trunk under the lion skin.

Do you have to keep
grinning at me?

The very essence of the
quintessence of the clown's art.

Piccolo, look sad.
Mad. Glad.

You, Dardo,
on the other hand, must have...

...a touch of whimsical sadness.

- And a bulbous nose.
- Just so you hide my face.

A few drops of fish oil
on the nose wax now, apothecary.

Sprinkle of ground goat's foot.

Need a suspicion of powdered
whalebone for whiteness...

- ...and done.
- Do you have to keep talking?

We've a war soon. You've to
throw a knife with your toes?

Respect the technique
of a fellow artist, then.

This takes me back to my youth
when I dreamed of leading...

...my own troupe before
I worked with the marchese...

...that double-dyed third cousin
to a spawn of pig's bile.

That jaundiced excretion
of a bilious toad's eye.

The city's ready when you are.

- Let's be on our way.
- Your beard. My symbolorium.

We're ready.

Bulanos.
Bulanos, get ready.

- Halt.
- You're not going to cause...

...more trouble for us.
We're late.

You know how one cup
leads to another.

Be good fellows and stand aside
for the four clowns.

Gentlemen, prepare.

Let them pass.

Brothers Bulano,
the bouncing Bavarians.

Your nose is slipping.

Rossi, can't you keep the bear
where it be--

I'm really a very friendly bear
if I'm not crossed.

I want to you announce
the Caramelli Brothers.

The greatest acrobats
in all of Europe.

Stop.

Your noble Grace.

The most remarkable Brothers
Caramelli, acrobats supreme.

Never before seen performing
in all Lombardy.

I always said
we should have been acrobats.

Dardo.

Dardo. Dardo.

Lock the boy in the tower
till I come.

So this was the plan, marchese?
Arrest him.

Surround the players.

Are we going to let them
do this to players?

- No.
- Well, then....

They have the Bulanos.
They have the Bulanos.

Mind the gate!

Piccolo, the prisoners.

Dardo. Dardo.

Hey.

Captain, hold them
as long as you can.

Dardo! Dardo, he's gone
for the boy.

Your friends will be looking for
you in the great hall, marchese.

I'm afraid you're right, Ulrich.

I have lost the battle.

I trust you'll grant me
the courtesy of facing...

...my defeat alone.

But knowing you, dear Ulrich,
you've planned your escape.

You're going for the boy
and I'm going with you.

- No.
- The truth is I betrayed them...

so we're going together.

- We'd both be killed.
- I'll take that chance for us.

You're the only thing
standing between me...

...and the vengeance
of my countrymen.

You're no match for me
and you know it.

Where's the boy?

There's the man who betrayed
you. Why don't you kill him?

You need a sword. Take mine.

- He'll kill you first.
- But you will defend me.

As you say,
I am your only hope of escape.

I can't fight you with a sword.
Listen, you want to escape.

I want my boy.
I won't stop you.

- No, Dardo.
- I'm sorry I can't wait...

- ...for the outcome.
- I wish both of you luck.

Outta my way.
I'm going for the boy.

No, Dardo.

Unfortunately your son
is Ulrich's escape. And mine.

I regret that our happy days
as outlaws end like this...

...but I have to kill you.

Now, marchese, we're in
the dark, where a sword is...

...just a long knife.

And hunters know
all about knives.

You can't see me,
can you, Alessandro?

But I can see you.

Be careful, you're gonna trip
over the chandelier.

Now you've
got to come for me, Dardo.

If anyone interferes,
the boy will pay for it.

He'll hit the boy.

Rudi.

Piccolo.