All language subtitles for Zeder.1983

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Chartres 1956

Mrs. Hubert!

Mrs. Hubert!

Hello? Mrs. Hubert!

Is anyone home? It's Helena.

This is the third one
they found mangled like this

in two years.

Yeah, listen,

ludoff wants the results
to be in his mail bin by noon.

Mm-hmm.

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1 want all traffic blocked now.

Down at the intersection,
along the state highway,

and before the railroad,
nobody gets through.

Well, Dr. meyer,

the area has been
completely blocked off,

for over three hours now.

What are you planning to do?
Wait a minute.

- Here's your coffee, Dr. meyer.
- Thank you, Mrs. Hubert.

And now, inspector bouffet and I
would be extremely grateful

if you'd retire to the kitchen.

There must be absolute silence
in the house.

If only you can do it, doctor!

I pray if only you can.

Oe

It's time, Gabriella.

Come on, sweetheart.

- No!
- It's all up to us now.

No! I don't want to!

Dr. meyer. =no!

If you think it's wise,
we could hold off on this thing.

No! I don't want to!

No!

No!

No!

I'm warning you,
don't follow us.

At least, take this. =no.

- Give me a flashlight instead.
Girl: No! I'm scared!

Girl: No!

No! Please, no!

No! I'm scared!

No!

Now, tell me
where you're hiding.

Girl: Please, take me away!
That's all I want to know.

Girl: I don't wanna go!
- After that, it'll all be over.

Girl: No!

No!

No. No!

I'm scared!

No! No!

= -

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Meyer: Come on.

Show me
where your hiding-place is.

Show me where it is.

Where are you?

You're in here, aren't you?

Is this where you are?

Is this where you're hiding?
It's under here, isn't it?

We found him!

It's down here under the...!

We found him!

Come on! Down here!

Come on down! We found him!

It's Victor!

Man: Easy...

Easy. Slow down.

She's better now.

The hospital says
she'll pull through.

Man: Inspector, take a look.

Out.

Inspector: Come, Dr. meyer.
It's your right.

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Well, I think we'd better
pull him out of there.

Inspector: What's that?

Meyer: A slipper.

Gabriella's slipper.

Well, what else did you find?

Not a hell of a lot.

Here.

Thank you very much.

They just operated.

It doesn't look like Antoine
is going to save her leg.

Here, Dr. meyer.

This is everything
we'll ever know about him.

Not much to go on, is there?

To find out...

Who he was.

Meyer: Issued to paolo zedevr.

We found paolo zeder!

A k-zone!

He stumbled across a k-zone.

Bologna, today

Woman: N=- n... ho!

- Woman: Wait a minute, please.
- Alessandra, open up, it's me.

Wait 2A minute!

1 know.

I'll let you in
on one condition.

That you stay
out of the kitchen. Okay?

Okay. -

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What a surprise.
Happy anniversary.

Aw, shucks.
Happy anniversary to you.

Woman: Oh, what is it?

It's the one!

It's go r geou sl!

Electric, no less.

They say it's a terrific model.

Only, it didn't have any cord,
it was missing.

So I had to call the electrician,
and he put one on.

It types like printing in a book.

Just what a writer needs, right?

It's fantastic!

1 ever tell you
you're beautiful?

You ought to see
where we got it.

Where?

Mama... went
to a pawnshop auction.

Alessandra: It was
an anniversary

like in the movies, wasn't it?

Man: Uh-huh.

I'm going to go enjoy
my present a little.

Man: Okay? Alessandra: Nmim-hmm.

I wonder who it belonged to.

Who khows?

You know, Hemingway
typed standing up?

Mm-hmm.

Novel number three.

The story begins one evening...

Yeah.

The barriers of death...

Shall at last be destroyed...

The temperature and the depth
of k-zone I found...

Correct and totally free,
above all suspicion...

My buried body shall await
appointed hour...

Taken... part...

What are you doing still up?

Wait a second. Wait, please.

I think I found the plot
to my third novel.

Hmm. - A good one.

Curiosity about what happens
after death

grew to an obsessive quest.

But soon assumed...

But we'll go back to the oracles
of the dead on Tuesday.

In the meantime, ask your colleagues
to start showing up.

Have a nice weekend.

Professor chesi.

- Do you remember me?
- Certainly, I do!

Your wife keeps me informed
about the novels you're writing,

and the fact that you haven't
graduated yet.

1 wrote two,
and neither has a publisher.

But now I've got a lead and...

Well, an idea, I mean.

But I need some advice,
an expert opinion.

Witchcraft, magic,

resurrections, devilry, ghosts,
and haunted houses?

Well, yeah, maybe
something along that line.

Do you have a minute?

Let's go to my office.

Oh, you can come back
in half an hour, Laura.

Do you mind?

Okay, professor.

Get it?

19, an orphan, swears she
only goes for men of mature...

Take a look.

What are these? “Two letters.

Or rather, one's a letter,

and the other is
a kind of report

with data and measurements
I don't understand.

Later, I'll explain
how I discovered them,

but read them first.

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Chesi: Well, the first requires
no comment.

It's obviously the second part
of a letter asking for...

Well, where the writer
congratulates

this Goodman character

on having gotten financing
and hopes that some of the money

may go to him
so he can, let's say...

Finish his work.

Money he probably never got
if he had to pawn his typewriter.

What typewriter?

What about the other thing?
The second.

The second? Well...

If it's true...

I mean, if it's not
a figment of your imagination,

singular.

Singular? It's insane!

Besides all these numbers,
temperature, depth, and so on,

here it talks about the guy donating
his own body to the experiment.

And here, did you read this?

"The barriers of death
shall at last be destroyed,

thanks to our work.”

"My return to life will signal
return of all.”

And this: "The place
that I have discovered

is the place the hierophant
was looking for."

What does “hierophant” mean?

A master of mystery.

Now, you have to tell me
exactly where you found it,

because there's
something else here

that only a scholar,

an expert in religious history
can explain.

That's why I have
to know precisely

from whom you got it,

well, here's how I got it.

A present from Alessandra.

An old typewriter.

Last night, out of curiosity,

I rewrote everything typed out
on the old ribbon.

This is it.

Well, check there
where it says "k-zone".

Here.

“Found a k-zone completely free
and above suspicion..."

Ideal place...”

It's an old theory going back
to the turn of the century.

A former colleague of mine,
a Swiss scholar named meyer,

wrote a thesis on it.

That's funny,
I thought it was here.

Anyway, these k-zones
were the results

of research done by an old
emigre named paolo zeder,

someone who just
disappeared into thin air.

Briefly, he sustained that
all the places of antiquity

where contact had been
made with the beyond,

with the dead,

places like delphi, epirus,
dodona, and so on,

that they all possessed
common properties,

which he called alchemical,

but which we would today
would define as chemical,

or better still,
geological similarities.

Now, these sites
which he called k-zones

were supposed to be different.

That is they defied
all natural laws

and existed in state of suspension.

In a non-time, a non-season,
a non-growth, and a non-death.

Idealistically, a zero-time.

And it would allow
a return from the dead.

From the beyond.

Man: Guido!

Guido: On my way!

Now, don't scream at me
about yesterday's workout.

The commissioner himself
refused to give me permission.

Eh, never mind,
nobody showed up, as usual.

Say, how can you find out

who something belonged to
in a pawnshop?

Something I bought
at an auction.

Hi. Did I scare you?

I was waiting for you.

What do you want?

Come on, I saw you.

The way you were
looking at me...

You're crazy!

_.in chesi's office. Hmm?

Go on home!

You pig! Son of a bitch!

Look, forget it, huh?

Rotten prick!

- You asshole!
- Yeah, yeah, see you around.

Impotent shithead!

You faggot! Fuck off!

Motherfucker.

The decision taken there
was a mistake.

I'm sure.

See you later, sorry.

How are you today, miss Goodman?

Fine.

You plan to stay late
tonight, too?

I don't know.

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Charles.

Couldn't get here any faster.

Don't worry about it.
Come on in.

Guido! Ibring a peace offering.

Aw, you're crazy. Thanks.

Aw, forget it. 1 owe you.

That's what's so great
about friends.

In reality,
they hate each other.

- Right?
- Right.

And this is for you.
=-aw, thank you.

- Alessandra: What is it?
- Nothing, an address.

Aren't you staying for dinner?

Next time.

1 still have four
or five more shoot-outs.

Wait! Wait! Wait! Hang on.

I found it in a flea market.

I wanted to give it to you
when you got promoted,

but you were in Rome.

How come I don't race?
Let me see.

Both: Hey!

Oe

Is anyone here?

Sorry to bother you.

I was looking
for Don Luigi costa.

What is it, kid?

I have something
to show Don Luigi costa.

Something that concerns him.

Go on, what are you selling?

Something personal,
I can only show it to him.

Don emidio send you over here?

No. Who's that?

And what was it you said
you were here with?

Something personal
for Don Luigi costa?

Yes, it's kind of nonsensical...

It's just that somebody gave me
a typewriter

that used to belong to him.

All right, let's hear it, son.
What is this secret?

Oh, but you're Don Luigi!

Well, here.

Look.

Son, you've
got a bundle of nerve!

Why?

Coming to see a priest,

and you suggest he could have
written such things?

No, I mean, they seem strange
to me, too.

Before going to the police, I thought
it might be fun to find out if...

Nobody in the world
in their right mind,

would ever sustain

the foolish garbage
that's written here.

Apart from the fact that I
don't happen to own a typewriter,

and 1 never have!

Man: Only the table, huh?

Listen, what gives you
the authority

to just enter a house

and shove the first person
you bump into

against the wall?

So, you don't plan to help me?

Sure, I'll help you...

Tear up and throw away
these two sheets

and get 'em out of your head
in the briefest time possible.

And don't ever come back
over here

to try to see me again,
understand?

Well?

You're the one
who needs to work out, not me.

Asshole!

- Oh, god, now what?
- That's funny.

Nobody's supposed to be here.

Where the hell are you going?
Quiet. Be quiet.

Hey! Guido!

Hey, is anyone up there?

Guido?

Guido!

Is that you?

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Guido.

Guido!

Are you down here?

What kind of joke is this?

Guido!

Where the heck were you?

The circuit breakers
blew down below.

- Something wrong?
- No, nothin'. Why?

Damn, they were right here.
“What?

What do you mean, what?

Come on, guido.

The ribbon, the letters...
Hand them over.

I swear! I don't know
what you're talking about.

Yes?

Excuse me, but it's urgent.

I was here this morning
to see Don Luigi and...

I must have left some papers
in his office.

Who did you say?

Don Luigi, could I just
talk with him?

Come in.

Wait here.

Oe

Excuse me, but I was looking
for Don Luigi costa.

Don Luigi costa hasn't been
part of holy mother church

for over 10 years now.

He left his vows.

This morning,
in the parish office,

a bald man, who said
he was Don Luigi costa...

Excuse me, but that's
just not possible.

Besides Don emidio,
I'm the only one around.

And seeing the devotion
of our parishioners,

two of us are already too many.

Look, I'm not crazy.

I'm positive that I met the man,
1 mean.

Don emidio:
That's out of the question.

I haven't been out all day,
not once.

Whenever you're away, father,

- I always stay here in the house...
- Yes, of course.

- I'm sure you're mistaken.
- No, no, it can't be.

Rummaging through
a huge pile of papers.

I don't khow who you met today,

but it certainly
wasn't Don Luigi costa.

Now, I don't want to know
anything about the contents

of those letters.

I only know that Luigi used to be
a highly esteemed priest here.

He was in charge
of all the children.

It was he who took them
to camp every summer.

Then his weird studies
went to his head.

I'd say it was his illness.
What illness?

Unfortunately, he discovered
he had an incurable disease.

It coincided with his decision
to abandon his vows.

Anyway...

From that time on,
he started talking funny.

My chaplain here, Don emidio,

used to bless the sacristy
whenever he went out.

Then he disappeared...

And we haven't heard a word
from him since.

I believe he went to live
with his only sister.

If 1 recall, he said that she
had a house in rimini.

Or maybe it's true that
he is there, but hospitalized.

Oh, it's ages since Luigi's
been in touch with us down here.

Priest: Do you want the address?

Oe

I'll tell him that you're here.

Gabriella,
I'm very worried about you.

Now, the most delicate phase
is about to begin...

You mustn't be.

I have one more reason than you
and the others.

A reason that's hard to forget.

At any price,
I have to understand.

He'll see you now.
Would you please come in?

Right this way.

Yes.

Hmm?

We found a further confirmation
of what we were looking for,

thanks to the work
of the Italian research team.

Last night, I thought a lot
of little things over...

Meyer, you've devoted
30 years of your life

to this business,
yet without taking

a certain important factor
into account.

Which is, that each year
here on this earth,

about two or three hundred
million of us pass on.

Meyer, three hundred million!

It's the certainty
on which life is based, doctor.

It's a...

An indispensable process,
and fortunately up to now,

we've had no...
No counterindications.

So, let's admit it,

a demise isn't
a treatable malady,

it's a pure end.

An absolute state reached
by a total event

which is final and for good.

Paolo zeder offered his life
for the sake of his research,

having himself secretly buried
in that ground,

under that house,

to demonstrate that his theories
were well-founded.

There may be a way to come back,
and we're about to discover it.

You yourself have been with us
from the beginning.

You've even encouraged us,
helped us,

and now, you're asking us
to leave off now?

And the risks?

Gabriella: The risks will occur
far away from here, professor.

From tonight on,
the risks will be ours alone.

- Hello?
- Wonman: Stefano.

Yes. Who's speaking?

Woman: Listen up,
that letter you found

was for somebody
who never got it.

If we can find out
where they took the body

woman: I can't talk now.
Who is this?

Woman: I'm scared.

If you want to know
all about it,

be under the old stone causeway

in margherita gardens
at 10 o'clock.

This really somethin'
we can clean up.

I think I know what they're
trying to do,

but don't talk about it to anyone...
And come alone.

Be there, will ya?

Hello?

Stefano, you in there?

Asshole, where are you?

Stefano!

What a jerk you are.

What, are you trying
to scare me?

Oe

Who the hell are you?
What do you want?

I wish I could
bring it all into focus.

A bunch of words on a ribbon
and...

Where do they lead?

To an ex-priest.

And a phone call saying
that they know everything.

And that meeting out there,
in the middle of the night.

And the appointment never kept.

Okay, Stefano, cut it out.
You've got to stop.

This isn't stuff for us.

I'm going to rimini tomorrow,

to look for this
Luigi costa character.

You do what you want.

At least, let me
take my bathing suit.

Oe

This must be it.

Well, what do we do now?

Listen, I thought you wanted
to get some sun and study.

There's the beach.

I'll join you later!

Anybody home?

Is anybody home?

Excuse me?

Can ll come in?

- Anybody home? Hello!
Woman: Who is it?

Uh, excuse me, ma'am...

Oe

Woman: Who told you
you could come in?

No one, just...

I saw the "for rent” sign
and I thought...

Woman: If you saw the sign,

you must've seen that it says
to go to the agency.

Actually, I did read it,
but 1 thought...

Woman: Anyway,
you're wasting your time.

I've decided
not to rent, after all.

Have to get that damn thing
taken down.

I took the Liberty because
I know Don Luigi from camp,

when I was a kid.

A camp in spina.

That's how I knew
this was his house.

I thought that he'd have
rented to me, to my family,

more readily than to others.

Woman: My brother's not here.
He's not with us anymore.

Oh.

Uh, when did it happen?

Woman: A month ago.

But he was in and out
of that hospital almost a year.

With those butchers...

They're only capable
of killing people.

- I'm terribly sorry.
- Woman: Thank you.

I'll be going now.

Woman: Were you
very close to him?

Oe

Look in that vase
on the chest over there.

There's a key
to the room upstairs.

Take it and go have a look.

- Woman: Did you find it?
- Yes, here it is.

Watch out for the lock.

It's old, and the key
might break off inside.

Nobody has been up there
since last summer.

It was his room.

Oe

I'll... I'll bring it back.

Done?

Are you sure that nobody's
been up here for a year?

Absolutely.

But, in any case,
it's not for rent.

Now, would you show me
the courtesy of leaving?

Man: Bologna police headquarters.
May I help you?

Uh, listen,
I'm a friend of guido's...

Lieutenant guido silvestri.
May I speak to him please?

Man: Hold the line.

Sorry, he isn't here anymore.
He's been transferred.

Been transferred?
Where, exactly?

Man: Sorry,
but I'm not authorized

to give out that kind
of information.

A girlfriend?

Guess what?
Guido's been transferred.

Transferred? Where?

The man wouldn't say.

He was a kind of nasty.

It's funny...

A guy like guido...

Leaving and not even
coming to say good-bye.

What a strikeout.

So, he's dead, and she's blind.

That's it.

Well, we better go back
to bologna.

The house of mystery...

Look at Swanson and Von stroheim!

Oe

It's him!

He was the one who said
he was the priest.

I'm sure it's him.

Oe

Stefano: Listen, he knows me.
It's better if you go.

Oh, god.

Please.

Then, I promise
we'll go home, okay?

Money. What for?

Flowers, of course.

What kind of private eye
are you?

Poor Luigi.

Who did this?

Poor Luigi.

Why... why aren't you
with me anymore?

We have to go now.

Come, come on.

It can't be! It is.

When did this happen?

One year and two days ago.

And you didn't let me know?!

I'll be... not even that ass
of your father!

We know you're so busy,
professor,

running a hospital like this.

And to think that when you
were 10 years old,

and your father and I
were so poor,

we used to plan how you
and my francesco

would get married.

Remember? No, not very well.

He's grown into a real giant.

He still hasn't graduated
from college,

but he's a... a karate expert.

And look what he did
to my poor hand...

Last Monday afternoon!

So who did you settle on?

Him!

- Good afternoon.
- Isn't he ugly?

He's not even rich.

But he's an incredible egotist.

Uh, we came
for our wedding present.

A year late,
but from you we expect it.

Go on, I want to make amends.

A Luigi costa
died about a month ago,

here in your hospital.

He was supposed to have
some terrible disease.

Certainly. Costa.

1 remember him.

Yeah, he'd been a priest
at one time.

Lung cancer.

Well, we'd like to know
where he's buried.

He was a distant relative
of mine.

And I haven't been able
to find out...

Find out anything about it.

He's probably buried here
in rimini.

He isn't in the rimini cemetery.

And don't tell me
to go ask his sister.

Because the poor woman knows
even less than me.

I... I really don't know
how I can help you.

Maybe the police
will know something.

Hmm. No, no, there's no need.

There's nothing mysterious
or illegal about it.

A little secret between me
and a poor old man.

But if you're a relative...

Last few years of his life,

he was affected
by a persecution complex.

He didn't want to be buried
in rimini,

and yet he didn't want it
known where.

It was as though...

He was afraid.

It was supposed to remain
our secret.

But instead...

He certainly...

Chose a strange place,
the cemetery of spina.

Luigi costa? =-mm-hmm.

Did you try
the etruscan necropolis?

Every so often, they botch it up
and the poor guy ends up there.

Well, it is a pretty good joke.

Luigi costa...

Mmm. Here. Here he is.

He got put down
in the night club.

Where did you say?

The night club,
it's always been called that.

It's a sort of... sort of a crypt
that's underground.

Sorry, I can't go with ya.

I could picture myself doing
a rhumba with the little lady!

Man: Last chapel on the right!

Oe

Is this creepy!

- You wanna wait for me outside?
- Are you kidding?

Ah, here it is!
At last, I get to see his face.

Alessandra:
It's strange, though...

What is?

They must've broken
the tombstone when they set it.

Yeah.

In fact, they set it recently.

The cement is still fresh.

While these...

Are at least two weeks old,
if not more.

It's kind of odd to put flowers
on a gravestone

before you set it.

Isn't it?

Is it cold down here!

Well, come on, Sherlock,
are we going or not?

You finally know
what he looked like!

Go on up. I'll be right there.

Wait for me in the car.

I can't wait to get home.

Oe

Oe

It's empty!

Alessandra!

Alessandra!

Alessandra! Alessandra!

Oe

Gabriella: There it is!
Tonight, too, see it?

The lights are hooked up
to photo-electric cells,

placed around the ground
under study.

As you can see, there is
nothing visible moving.

Absolutely nothing.

Yet, the sensometers
scattered around

signal a presence,

like somebody
walking over the field.

And it can't be small animals
or insects,

because the sensometers
are set to react

only to a certain weight.

They're calibrated
for over 100 pounds,

and no living creature exists
small enough

to escape our TV cameras,

with a specific mass that dense.

What's the temperature
of the ground now?

=lt's up nine degrees.
Gabriella: And now?

- Still rising.
- It's always the same.

The arrival of that
unknown presence in the zone

slowly raises the temperature
of the central area.

Every night at the same time,

and at dawn
the effect disappears.

The data collected
by Luigi costa

were extraordinarily precise.

Oe

Anyhow, your suspicions
were correct.

That tomb is empty.
He isn't there.

Now where do we look for him?

1 have two classes.

Come on, hurry up.
Let's take the throughway.

Dear Luigi costa,
we're through with you!

« now, what are ya...?

Huh, spina. See what it says
in your book.

Necroplois.

The necropolis of spina.

That's what the name
reminded me of!

Go on, read more. What else?

It was founded around 530 b.C.

It was heavily hellenized

and had its own treasury
at delphi.

What's that mean?

That they were in touch
with the delphic oracle.

The oracle of the dead?
=-mm-hmm.

"The vast necropolis,

which included
a large number of tombs,

a number that seems
inexplicable today,

given the scarcity
of the population...”

Zeder's k-zones! What?

Professor chesi
was telling me about it.

According to this guy,
paolo zeder,

there are these special areas,
which he called k-zones,

that are suspended
in a time lock,

and where it's possible to bring
those buried there back...

Back from the beyond.

That may explain a lot of things,

like why he was so hot
to be buried around here.

Here, this is
where he was years ago.

How do you know?
Don Mario told me.

And then, at his sister's house,

I saw a kind of
certificate of merit

with the name of this camp
on it.

How sad it is!

Just think of all the children
who used to come here.

Right down the road
from the necropolis, see?

And you want me
to drop this story?

Listen, let's ask that guy.

What?

How we get back to bologna.
What else?

Excuse me, where's
the highway for bologna?

Turn there,
then take your second right.

It's a couple miles down.

Thanks. Let's go.

Um, Alessandra. Hmm?

- I feel like I've got to stay.
- Stay here?

To do what?

How can you want to stay here?

I have to understand
what it's all about.

There are too many things here
that don't make sense.

Strange things...

The only strange thing
around here is you.

Oh, come on, let's go!

I'm staying.

That's all there is to it.

Seeing as how you're interested

in all the stupidity
in the world,

except me.

Take the car.

You're a nut!
A crazy, selfish nut!

Al... - Go to hell!

Alessandra!

Man: Had a fight, huh?

No, it's just that I'm doing
some research about this place.

There...
And she doesn't want to.

You know how women are.

Man: Yeah, I know something
about them.

I got a mother who's
a real terror.

- What are you studying, ruins?
- Mim-hmm, ruins.

Ah, you got a motel!

You bet, and a restaurant, too.

But when they get finished
with that place,

we'll have to close.

They making it into a hotel?
Yep, you better believe it.

God, these frenchies,

over a thousand rooms,
all with color TV.

We got a dozen rooms

and can't rent one
for love or money.

And those guys are putting up
a thousand!

I'll rent one.

Hey, if you're into ruins,

this here's the oldest ruin
in spina!

Mirko, fill me up, will ya,

and while you're at it,
take a look at the oil.

Okay, benni.

Listen, there's
a researcher here

who's heard a lot about you
and wants to meet you.

What are you, one of those nuts
from up there?

Stefano: No, but I'm doing
a kind of survey

on what went on here
a long time ago.

Benni: Well, buy me a beer,

and I'll give you
the whole lowdown.

Want the latest gossip?

No, I was just wondering
what you know about that place.

I know what everybody knows.

That it was a kids holiday camp,
that is until '56.

But then they closed it.
And then?

Then nothin' until
eight years ago,

that was the year
those nudists came.

Now, there's a bunch
of weirdies,

flippin® around with their
goodies hanging out

of their underpants...

So, what happened?

Eh, well, these perverts,
'cause that's all they are,

sit the whole day
sunbathing in the nude.

So, they have this collie there,
and the pooch dies.

And what do you think they do?

They bury it out there
oh the grounds,

and they leave.

After that,
anybody went by there at night

risked his life.

You know, when they found
aunt Maria luisa...

Her neck looked
like a grizzly bear

and taken and clawed it.

So, anyhow, one Monday night,

a bunch of guys decide
to go in there,

me and, I don't know,
six or eight other fellas,

and there was one of them
weirdos there.

Now, we had our rifles with us,

so, he was pretty darn quick
about telling us.

We pulled it out of the ground,

that dog was buried
a good six feet under.

And what else did we find?

A pair of garden shears

that belonged to old aunt
Maria luisa,

buried to the hilt
in the dog's neck.

Now, when we dug him up,

it was three months
since they buried him.

You think that dog had rotted,
not at all.

So we put him in a truck,

and we took him over
to the incinerator,

that was the end of that.

That's why I tell you
those hoppin' frenchies

that are trying to create hotel
out of that barn there...

Are out of their minds!

Don't you pay not attention
to benni, now!

Yeah, just a lot of yak-yak,
ain't it?

Benni's nuts? Well, I'll bet you
you wouldn't go sleep in there.

Say, I'll bet you a million dollars!

Oe

Oe

- Don Mario...
- What are you doing here?

And you?

Why l... often come here.

I like it here.

Besides, our parish was once
in charge of this camp's

religious functions.

- Luigi costa came here, too.
- Yes, him, too.

You know something
you don't want to tell me.

We priests never tell lies.

It's in the contract.

Lies, no.

But not talking isn't lying.

You want to see my alibi?

You mean to say,

you come all the way
from bologna for blackberries?

Poor Don emidio,
he likes them so much.

But you enjoy something else.

I like trying to understand man
and his mysteries.

A priest leaves the church
after a lifetime of sacrifice,

only a few yards
from the finish line,

in sight of the big prize.

In exchange for what?

The promise of a return?

Maybe the promise of a return.

Here we are talking
like two imbeciles,

and I've got a service
in an hour.

I'd like to see you again,
to talk.

Sure, but in bologna.

Get away from here.

Leave this business
to us professionals

of the supernatural.

Come in.

- Ah, it's you!
- Yes. Did you want to see me?

I've thought about it a lot.

You have to tell Stefano
to give that letter

and especially that tape
to the police.

They stole them from him.
He hasn't got either anymore.

Then, maybe I'm worrying
about it too much.

But I have
these strange forebodings...

My husband isn't doing anything,
'cept research a novel.

Well, I'm very fond
of both of you,

and I don't want anything
to happen to you.

Please, make him
go to the police.

Oe

I recognized you.

Where are you?

Where are you hiding?

No!

Alessandra: What are you
standing in the dark for?

Alessandra.

Chesi advises you
to go to the police.

He said you should at least
talk to our friend.

Guido?

Yes, guido.

Stefano: God...

It's useless to read it.

Oh, it was a real accident,
nothing suspicious.

Now, do you see why I came back?

Guido's dead, Stefano!

I was scared to stay alone
in the house.

I couldn't stand it.

So I grabbed...

All the things we might need...

And here I am.

To think...

.That for a moment I had
the sensation

that he was working in some way
on my research.

How?

I don't know.

You know, it was nothing.

A stupid coincidence,
that's all.

Come on, let's do something fun.
Hmm?

Come on, please. Mmm.

Stefano: All those years
in school together.

Don't think.

You sure couldn't find
a more suicidal room than this.

At least, turn on the light.

Okay.

Okay.

Alessandra!

What is it?

What is it?

What is it?

What is it?

Oe

Here's what it is!

But how could it be?

You said it yourself:

A special kind of typewriter,

fairly rare...

And here, what do we find
a few yards from the holiday camp?

The cord!

Don't tell me
it's a coincidence.

Luigi costa obviously
lived here, in this hotel.

Maybe in this very room...

My friend Carla says...

Making love makes the fear pass.

Hmm?

Hey, you kids, get out of here!
Do you hear me?

Did a certain Luigi costa
ever stay here?

How do I know?

We just started
running this place.

And if you ask me,

it would've been better
to forget the whole thing.

I see you and the girl up there
made up with each other.

Now, there's
a good-looking chick.

Ones like that are
hard to come by around here.

Where the heck do you find them?

You want me to bring you up
some breakfast?

No, it's okay.

Is there a watchman in there?

There was, but they fired him
when they took over.

Well, there's
somebody in there...

Last night there was a light on.

Sure, with all
the machinery they brought.

What machinery?

Uh, scientific stuff,
to do their research with.

I know, I watched them unload
through my super visor.

- Through your what?
- My super visor.

1 gotit
from a mail-order catalog.

When those nature nuts
were out there,

it really came in handy!

I've spent hours up here,
messing with that gadget.

Stefano: What about
the frenchies,

what have you seen?

Man: Ah, it's no use looking.

You can't see anything now.
They took it all inside.

- All what?
- I don't know.

I thought they were
making a movie.

With all those TV cameras
and lights

and a lot of other stuff.

And they never come down here?

Man: Never, not even for coffee
or a beer.

And nobody better try
to go in there!

What do you mean?

They say they put up
a2 kind of electrified fence.

Like Auschwitz.

But they don't know there's
a way to get in, anyway.

How?

When we were kids,
we shuck in to steal fruit,

even past a guard
with a shotgun full of buckshot.

The hell we were going
through the hedge or gate.

So, how did you get in?

There were Germans here
during the war,

rounding people up.

But some found a way
to save themselves.

Oe

Oe

Oe

Let's go!

Gabriella: I'll get another one.

Man: Never mind, it stopped.

Oe

His face... his on the screen!

It was white, cadaverous...

He looked dead to me.

And then this.

Did you tell that giant
to come in here at dawn

with all that stuff?

Come on. Who cares?

Don't you realize I'm telling you
about insane things!

Sorry.

Now, listen.

I need you to go...

To professor chesi

with this videotape, right away.

He must have a videotape machine

at the university,

or else he can get one.

If only a small part
of what I think is on it,

we'll finally have proof,

in which case you take it
into the police immediately.

And then all this will be over.

I can't... I can't leave.

1 have to make sure
they don't take everything away.

Then it would be impossible.

Washed, greased,
and with an oil change!

Thanks.

- It doesn't start.
- Come on, Alessandra! Come on!

What's wrong?

Let me try. Go on, hop out!

Damn it to hell! See?

- Mirko, what did you do to it?
- Me? Nothing!

I changed the oil.

I figured it could use it,
it was smoking so much.

Now, what?

Is there any way
to get to the train station?

My motor scooter.
In ten minutes, we'll be there.

Well, I'm off.

Promise you'll be careful.

And don't go back in there,
okay?

Promise.

Ciao!

Hello, this is urgent.
I gotta talk to Don Mario.

1 wish I knew where he was!

Yesterday, he took off
for somewhere,

and he was to give a service
at noon.

I called the hospital,
no sign of him anyplace!

I was gonna call up the police
just now.

May I ask who's calling?

Oe

Oe

Man: Alessandra!

Hi!

Excuse me, I gotta call
from the hospital,

saying that my mother
has broken her hip,

and the only one
that can take me

at this hour is mirko.

I don't know if I'll be in
tomorrow or not.

But if there's anything
you heed,

we're in room 394. Uh...

Please, feel free
to use the bar.

Thank you.

- Good evening.
- Good night.

Oe

Hello?

Alessandra stopped by
and told me the whole story.

Then I saw that tape
you sent me.

What is this,
some kind of a joke?

There's nothing on it.
It's completely blank.

Crazy things are happening here.

I think I saw Luigi costa...
“Who?

Luigi costa, the ex-priest...

Never mind, you wouldn't
understand.

Look, I think we better
call the police.

Chesi: I'll take care of it.
Don't worry. But you know...

All right, I know, okay?

But they should
get here right away.

- Keep Alessandra there with you.
- Now, try and stay calm.

Stay where you are
and don't do anything.

I'll be there as soon as possible.

Yeah, listen.

Hello?

Hello?!

Chesi: He has to be
taken care of

and that body's
got to be disinterred.

Everything is ready.

Who's there?

Benni: You might as well
give up.

You've been cut you off,
ain't you?

How do you know?

You're screwed, young fella.
Yeah, we're both screwed.

But that's not what
I'm here for.

I figured I ought to tell you
that those guys there

already left their calling card.

Come on. Come on.

They all say I'm a little crazy.

Just look here,
if I'm a little crazy.

Oe

Don Mario.

Oe

Benni: We gotta... we gotta try
and dig up that ex-priest quick,

get him out of the way
of that ground,

we wanna have a hope in hell
of saving ourselves.

I don't think I'm gonna make it.

I really don't think
I can go any further.

We better get out of here.
Ll can't go on.

«

Benni: Wait! Come back here!

What are you trying to do?
Come back here, son.

For god's sake.

Oe

Oe

Unbury him... unbury him!

Unbury him...

Pull him out of that ground.

For the love of god!

Oe

Oe

Where's the machine? Over there.

Please, sit down.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Some little inconveniences,

call them accidents
along the way,

which you already know about

have forced us to temporarily
suspend the experiment

on that site.

But we are now in possession
of such exceptional confirmation

to suppose that,
in the near future,

the situation will remain
absolutely under our control.

We don't feel that the sacrifice

made by our two
valorous companions

in the name of science
was in vain.

That ground is the most fertile
k-zone yet identified.

I'd like to point out to you
that Dr. melis and I

found out about this place

a few years ago
from somebody who lived there,

a rather remarkable man,

an ex-priest named Luigi costa.

Oh, no.

Alessandra.

Alessandra.

Alessandra!

Hey, wake up!

Yoo-hoo, Alessandra.

Alessandra, come on, wake up.

Ales...

Alessandra.

Alessandra.

Alessandra.

Alessandra!

Oe

Alessandra.

Oe