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When the dark shadows of the night obscure our vision of the world...

Only then will the mysterious abyss of the subconscious...

unleash the uncontrollable forces of the unconscious...

and no one will know where reality ends anymore.

(هـوس) أو (جنون) إنتاج إيطالي ـ 1974

- I can't see the road. - Do you want me to drive?

- What difference would it make? - I thought you were tired.

You've been driving all night.

I don't want to go crazy. Lailo, don't ever leave me.

I need someone who will always be with me.

Of course, Lisa. You know I love you.

Listen, you've got to control yourself. There's nothing chasing you.

- It's all in your imagination. - I'm not crazy.

If I eat, if I drink, if I drive a car knowing what I'm doing...

- That means I'm not crazy! - I never said you were.

You're just anxiously tied to someone who isn't here anymore.

Tied to some sort of insane vision.

He's gone, Lisa. Try to understand, he's gone.

But I can feel him. Here, close to me, alive!

Present, to the point of obssession.

More than if he were alive, Lailo!

It's embedded in my brain, the house, myself...

and him, always so full of enthusiasm.

Calling me from his research laboratory.

Lisa!

Come.

With this radiation I can control a bee and stop it in mid-air.

It's my first successful experiment on a living being.

The important thing is to centre the radiowaves on the nervous system.

In other words, I can control living matter.

Once I perfect my instruments I'll be able to cure any illness in the human body.

Brecht, this is all so wonderful.

Mankind might even erect a monument to you one day.

But me? When will I be able to talk to my husband like a normal wife?

Any time, because you're always in me. Like the first day.

In a way that only you know.

Do you how long it's been since you kissed me?

I don't know.

All I know is that it's you who taught me to love life.

And that you're the source of inspiration for all my work.

You're marvellous!

Germano would like to know where you want to put the new roses?

Excuse me, dear.

It's so interesting! Did you do all this, professor?

Yes, me.

I admire you so much.

Thank you.

Every detail, every moment, every word I said to Brecht invades my mind...

to the point of destruction.

Lisa.

Lisa!

- You've got to accept it. - I'm not looking for acceptance.

Brecht was a genius but unfortunately he's dead.

And you, you still talk of your teacher Brecht with so much affection.

Are you sure you don't love me because I was Brecht's wife?

She had no morals, she wasn't the saint you thought she was.

That's why I risk going mad.

I cheated on him with his twin brother.

I cheated on him with anyone. Out of rage, but I don't know why.

An insane frenzy I've always had in my blood.

I liked pitting people against each other, it was my way of insulting love.

Infuriating others to infuriate myself.

And I didn't even have the decency to hide it.

One day, something happened that perhaps almost masochisticly I wanted to happen.

I saw Irina. Her worry turned me on.

I realised that Brecht was looking for me.

And it all excited me absurdly.

Lisa!

No, he mustn't see them. He can't come up.

- What's going on, Erina? - Nothing, Professor!

- Let's go back downstairs. - Where's Lisa?

I don't know. I don't want you to see her!

- You mustn't suffer, Professor! - Tell me where my wife is?

Don't go up there!

Let go of me!

Lady!

Shut up!

Watch out, Lisa!

Let me drive!

Brake. Let's see what happened to them.

- They might need help. - No, I'm scared!

- They just lost control. - I don't care.

I don't want to talk to anyone. I don't want to see anyone.

If you go any faster we'll go off the road.

- And don't think! - Well I'm thinking, I'm thinking!

I can't survive without thinking!

How can you stop your brain from thinking?

I try, but it's not working. I wish I could tell you, Lailo...

that after he found out I'd betrayed him...

Brecht seemed to have only one thing on his mind.

To comfort Erina.

The poor girl had lost her voice from the trauma.

She was reduced to a deaf and dumb mute.

Brecht couldn't get over it.

It infuriated me.

I wound up hating Erina because of Brecht's indifference to what I'd done.

I felt strangely betrayed by his silence.

- That car's following us! - Let them overtake.

No!

Slow down.

Slow down or I'll steer us into the rocks!

Slow down!

- They're still behind us. - Slow down and let them overtake.

I can't believe it, it's empty. There's no one driving.

The driver probably leaned over to pick something up.

I don't believe in ghosts. They're going.

Satisfied?

Perhaps you're right. I'm hallucinating.

It was just a coincidence.

It's following us and it overtook us again.

Is that a coincidence as well?

Is that a coincidence as well? Is the driver leaning over again?

No, it isn't a coincidence. It isn't a coincidence!

It isn't a coincidence!

Lisa!

Overtake and pull over!

Lailo!

No!

I don't want to stay here. I'm scared!

Look out!

Who's there? Who's driving that car?

No one.

Only one man was capable of that.

My husband.

- But he's dead. - That's right, he's dead.

I could have saved him. I watched him writhing in the flames.

I had the keys to the outside gate.

I didn't even use them to let Germano in.

I waited there, still, as Germano ran all around the basement.

But he got to Brecht too late.

I just stood there, watching him.

The thought of him dying excited me.

I can't open it. The key doesn't fit.

How's that possible?

There's something stuck in the lock.

Luckily it hasn't been bolted shut.

Katia!

- Madam! - What's wrong?

What's going on?

Why did you leave the key in the lock?

It wasn't me! A gentleman came who knocked three times.

He kept saying he was mistaken.

He left this for madam but I didn't leave the key in the lock.

Don't open it!

I hardly think there's a bomb inside.

I don't know...

Why?

Why?

- Why did you accept it? - I didn't know.

Why?

Why?

You know who that man was. You know!

You know who he was!

To overcome this state of anxiety that torments you...

you must find the courage to spend a few days in the villa...

where your husband died and is buried.

In other words, you'll have to come round to the idea...

that dead people normally remain in their graves.

- Is there no other way? - No.

Because the fear is inside you, not outside.

I'm scared, doctor.

Between fear and madness I believe it's easier to overcome fear.

You might get a positive shock in a few days time...

that will reintegrate you back to normality.

I'll come and visit you to check up on your progress.

- I'm scared to go back home. - What are you talking about?

I hate that house. I hate my life.

Madam, you're perfectly fine. The doctor said so as well.

- You just need to go back to the villa. - What if my brain explodes?

Madam. It will pass, madam.

I feel like a murderer who must return to the scene of the crime.

You're not a murderer. We'll discuss your leaving tomorrow.

- You must go as soon as possible. - It has to be tomorrow.

If it's the only way to stop me going insane.

And you'll be with me.

It's an enchanting villa.

We'll have a delightful time.

She left this morning. She also left me her keys.

- Has she left or gone out? - She's gone, doctor.

Along with the governess and quite a few suitcases.

Who are you looking for?

- I asked you who you're looking for? - Somone who lives here.

I'm the owner.

Wasn't this poor professor Brecht's villa?

Yes, but professor Brecht wasn't poor.

Or course, sir, but I meant poor as in deceased.

A man like professor Brecht lives on after his death.

- I'm Germano, his twin brother. - You're right.

- His wife should have arrived today. - I haven't seen her since the fire.

But she was heading here. She should have arrived some time ago.

She's a poor mute.

Help!

Open it! Open this gate!

- Open it! - Why should I open it?

- Open it! - What authority do you have?

I'll throw you and that wheelchair at this gate if you don't!

- Would you? - I'll do it!

In that case, I'd better open it.

Mind you don't get bored, you've chosen the wrong place for a quiet evening.

Why did you open it?

Help!

You won't get away!

It's pointless looking. You'd better leave!

I haven't seen anyone but you keep getting in the way.

What do you want and why should I leave?

This is my house, I should be asking you what you're doing here?

When you've seen the things I've seen anyone would intervene.

- Leave! - What were you trying to tell me?

What are you scared of now?

Leave her alone, she can't hear you and she can't speak!

She can't speak!

It doesn't surprise you that your guests are scared when they hear a doorbell?

Erina!

She's a mute, she can't hear you.

- You're already here! - How did you get in?

Why didn't you call?

Good evening. Madam would like fruit for dinner.

I asked you how you got in?

- And why didn't you call? - I'm not really sure.

She appeared round the back of the house, she had the keys.

She has a terrible migraine and doesn't wish to be disturbed.

- Where's her room? - Upstairs, on the left.

I don't want you to disturb her!

I'm not a passing visitor.

Lisa.

Why did you run away? Say something.

I realise they may have frightened you but they're just old footprints.

- I don't remember them. - I want to know why you left like that?

I want to face this alone.

You're in no state to face anything, you jump at the sight of a shadow.

I'll try to overcome it.

If I feel protected by someone I'll never be sure I've conquered this fear.

You've come to make out over my brother's grave with your new lover!

It's my past I have to face and you can't help me.

I can't leave you here alone.

Then if you won't leave, I will.

- Think before you make up your mind. - I've said all I have to say.

Then promise you'll call me every day.

Whenever you're upset.

I promise.

- Are you her lover? - No, her fiance.

It's the same thing.

The footprints? The footprints aren't there anymore.

The footprints aren't there anymore!

Hurry up! Take those things upstairs!

Does a person have to beg for a bit of fruit?

I'm not crazy!

The moon can't erase footprints.

They were there. Why have they disappeared?

Why?

Your fruit, madam.

The power went out.

- No. - What?

It didn't.

- You didn't hear anything strange? - Nothing at all.

The girl who helped me is also mute.

- Check if the phone's working. - Yes, madam.

It's working. Do I have to call someone?

No.

Have a look at the terrace.

- Am I looking for something? - What's on the floor?

Some black footprints.

- Why didn't I see them before? - Perhaps you didn't look properly.

Perhaps.

- What's Germano like? - He's very kind.

But he's very ugly and he's a real pest.

I can't come up. Come down.

- Do you find me so repulsive? - Yes.

That's why took the shortcut to your room.

- Of course. - I knew you'd come back eventually.

The way I feel, it would have been better for you if you never saw me again.

And to make me understand this, you sent your new lover here!

For three years you swore you loved me.

You were crazy about me and I was crazy about you!

I'm sorry but I can't stand being near you.

Then why didn't you open the door?

If you didn't love me, why did you betray him for years with me if you loved him?

I came down to say goodbye, not to endure an interrogation.

You cheated on my brother with me. You killed my brother.

For some absurd reason you've come running to me.

Will you at least let me ask you a few questions?

- The chance to ask. - No!

- How could you? - Just forget about me.

Lisa doesn't exist for you anymore.

- What are you doing? - Then let me remind you I was your lover!

Let go of me!

Look at these hands!

They're repulsive, look at them!

It's repulsive! Kiss it! Kiss the hand!

Look at it!

You will be mine again.

Germano, may I remind you that I'm your brother's widow.

You heard it as well. The light!

Turn on the light.

Turn on the light!

Why did you scream?

Speak!

I don't want to speak. I don't want to speak about anything.

- Pretend I never came back! - Enough!

Stop!

Lisa!

Katia!

Madam?

Get some rest, you must be tired, but leave the door ajar.

Goodnight, madam.

Katia.

Doesn't it frighten you living here, alone, with me?

No, madam.

Goodnight.

My beloved Lisa, you've only been gone a few hours...

and I feel the need to tell you that my love of life and work...

only has any meaning because you exist.

You are the deep root that provides the spark for my every thought.

Katia!

What's going on?

Katia, you're here.

Stay here. Stay with me.

What's wrong? Why did you scream?

No! I'll answer it.

Is that you Lailo? Hello?

Hello?

You answer it, they're not talking to me.

- Why didn't anyone answer? - I don't know.

Why didn't anyone answer?

You answer it.

Hello? Yes, she's here.

It's Lailo.

Come in the morning, and bring the professor.

I was attacked. No, I'm fine.

Come, I'll explain when you get here.

Come here.

Come!

Look.

- I'm not crazy, you saw him as well. - Yes, madam.

Hurry, warn Germano. There's a man in the park!

Why?

Go back inside. You'll catch a cold.

I'll watch the park.

I want to go out.

Why won't you let me out?

You're hurting me!

- There's no one in the park. - But we saw someone.

It was just a shadow in the trees.

In the park earlier, sometimes the shadows looked like people.

But it was just me and Germano.

- I'm scared, I can't think straight. - Don't worry, madam.

Say something.

Who was in the garden? Who was there?

Germano's looked everywhere.

He says not to worry.

Because he'll keep guard.

I'm scared. Stay with me.

Yes, madam.

You, here? Again?

I stayed here to see if those strange phenomena also happen at night.

You were professor Brecht's assistant at university, if I'm not mistaken.

- So what? - And like any respectable assistant...

- You were his wife's lover. - That's none of your business.

- Did you know about his last discoveries? - Not all of them.

In my solitude I immersed myself in them.

Is there a connection?

Stay away from this house. Leave the ghosts to do the haunting!

When I need your advice, I'll ask for it.

As for the rest, I'll do as I please.

You don't have to open the gate but I'm free to climb it, if I please.

Goodnight.

Go away! Go away!

Katia, enough!

No, she didn't mean to offend us.

Okay, but now she can go.

Only if she wants to.

She can stay and keep you company.

I'm going back to my room!

- I don't want you here. - Leave her alone.

Go away!

Katia, stop it!

She's been spying on us!

- Go away! - Stop it!

What has she ever done to you? Stop it!

You must stay away from those bastards!

You belong to the villa!

- There's someone at the door. - Who could it be?

I'll go, I'm not scared.

You again. Go away!

What do you want?

- She's injured. - I don't trust her.

She's the only one who really frightens me in this house.

Who hit you? Why did they hit you?

She's a mute, she can't hear you and she can't speak.

You can make yourself understood. Take me to whoever hit you.

No, don't go!

I want to see what happens here. I want to see!

You stay there.

Call Lailo, and tell him to get here quickly.

Doctor Lailo.

As soon as you can.

Goodnight.

Erina.

Erina!

Open it!

Katia!

They've locked me inside!

Katia!

Yes, professor, I found your number in her diary.

Please hurry. Something terrible's happened.

Please hurry, I'm locked in.

Hello?

Can you hear me?

Professor, I can't hear you. The telephone's electrified.

Professor!

Professor!

Germano! Help!

Germano!

Help! Germano!

Help!

Help!

Lisa!

It was terrible, Germano! I almost died, Brecht was here!

You're crazy, Brecht's dead!

Brecht was here. I saw him, he was here.

- Brecht was here. - When you're better you'll come with me.

- In my room, I saw him. - You'll come with me!

And you'll understand the absurdity of your words because I'll show you Brecht.

Brecht was here.

Brecht was here!

Here's your husband. Look at where he asked to be buried.

And I respected his wishes.

- I want to see him. - It's better if you don't.

- I want to see him. - The death you gave him destroyed him.

- It's better if you don't. - I have to see him!

I don't want to go crazy. I want to see his corpse!

I want to see if I really did kill him! I want to see his body in the coffin!

Open it!

You can't leave me here alone. Help me!

I have to open it.

To stop me going crazy!

Why has he closed it?

Germano!

What do you want? Where are you taking me?

What happened?

What have they done to her?

What have you done to her?

Where have you been? Why couldn't I open the door?

Return to your place, you weren't born to be amongst ladies, go!

- Have you spoken to Lailo? - Yes, madam.

- And I even asked him to hurry here. - When did you speak to him?

- A minute ago, on the phone. - You're a liar!

I know what I'm talking about.

I just saw Lailo near the outside wall.

So it's impossible he received her call in the city.

But I really did speak to doctor Lailo.

That could only be true if Lailo had a phone in his pocket, Brecht style.

But I swear I spoke to doctor Lailo.

Then the door closed so I called the professor as well.

But I couldn't speak to him because I got an electric shock off the phone.

Who closed the door?

These are the little games professor Brecht liked to play.

They were his passion and he boasted about them.

Doctor Lailo was his assistant at university and his favourite student.

It's insane... It's insane!

It's insane!

I told you the truth! I swear I told you the truth!

I keep seeing strange things and I don't even know if they're real.

Or terrible manifestations of my imagination!

Lailo, Germano, they should help me.

But all they do is increase my mental confusion.

I'm afraid to look outside.

The fear of finding out Lailo really is here, like Germano says.

Because if it's true then it means you and him are the source of my madness.

And he wants to avenge his teacher's death.

You're working with him.

I swear I spoke to Lailo, I swear!

Lailo can't be here. He can't!

Believe me!

I swear he isn't here. Believe me!

He isn't here!

- Then Germano was right. - Perhaps he just arrived.

Why didn't he ring the bell? Why would he sneak around?

And how did he get here in just a few minutes?

Why do you want me to go crazy?

But I...

Why?

We're all going to die! All of us!

Why, madam?

No!

Let me in or I'll break it down!

What you're thinking isn't true.

I told you the truth.

I'll only open it when you've calmed down and then you'll believe me.

But I do believe you. I want to believe you.

Katia, let me in.

I'm calm now but you go back.

Call him again, remove any doubt.

I won't find him now. I won't find him anymore.

- You saw as well. - You're right.

Perhaps he sneaked in to defend me better.

Yes, that must be it.

No one knows he's here, and just at the right moment...

You're right, open the door.

You're right, open it.

I'm too scared to call him. You go.

Let him know we saw him.

He'll be pleased, knowing we're okay.

Yes, that's a great idea.

You've got the key, open it.

And you? How did you get here?

Erina!

Monster!

Stop!

A game where I'll be the one laughing!

Did you really think you were playing with professor Brecht's foolish brother?

Make your choice, prison, death or madness?

But I prefer madness.

Even if conscious pain excites me more!

Only pain and madness excite me! All because of you!

Adorable wife!

Doctor Lous, I hope you've arrived in time.

I can't find anyone but they should be here, no one's left.

I've been wandering around the villa all night.

I loved...

I loved...

Why all this?

Human intelligence sometimes falls victim...

when the balance of life that surrounds it is broken...

...to frightening imbalances.

The more it's elevated, the more frightening the fruits it germinates.

Erina, help doctor Lailo.

Subtitled by Gary Barmy - January 2017 Retimed, Polished and Buffed - May 2017

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