All language subtitles for Shock aka Beyond the Doorhock) (1977) IT BRD 1080p IT

- Where?
- All the way down.

- It's so heavy. Think it's books?
- You could have used the dolly.

Marco? Marco, where are you?

Marco.

Marco, that's my name.

Mom, I'm coming.

Where were you?
I've been calling you for ages.

Mom.

- Is this house mine?
- Of course. It's mine, so it's yours, too.

Will we live here forever?

How am I supposed to know?

Come on, go play now.
And when I call you, answer me!

- Anything else in the truck?
- Nothing much.

Put those there, please.

No, not all of them.
Only these ones.

- Shall we leave these here?
- Yes.

- There are still boxes in the hallway.
- Leave them in the kitchen.

But be careful,
it's all fragile stuff.

Alright.

Marco, are you hunting rats
or something?

Marco.

So, you like the new house?

- You think we'll live here forever?
- It's possible. We'll stay here for long.

We'll be here for the rest of our lives?

And who could possibly know?
Why do you care so much?

Just in case anyone asks me.

- Thank you, good luck with the new house.
- Thank you. Goodbye.

Good bye.

Dora, did I scare you?

Don't be so nervous, already.
There's no reason. It's been seven years.

I know.

But for a moment I felt
like he was right in front of me.

- We made a deal.
- Bruno! Aren't you coming?

I promised I'd fix him a swing.
Want to come?

But I need to prepare
something for dinner.

Come on, you're working too hard.
We did enough for today.

Come on, smile.
Don't think about the past.

- Come.
- You go first, I'll be there in a minute.

You're already up there? Attaboy.
Now we have to find the right branch.

- This one here.
- Yeah, that could work.

- It's the strongest in all the garden.
- Come down, I'll have a look. Come.

Here we go.

- Yes, that one. I want that.
- You like it that much?

Ok, why not? It's strong enough.

- Come on!
- Higher!

Ok. Go!

- Happy, huh?
- Nice. What have you done?

Come, dora. Give us a hand.

- You can try it.
- Mom, you try it too.

Come on.

And now, the landing.

Now you try.

Ma'am.

- Push me high.
- And here we go!

Come on.

Higher!

Oh, god! My dinner!

Come, Marco. We'd better hurry.
Come, let's go!

Have some of this, too.

- I'm full.
- One last bite for mommy.

Now that there's a garden,
can we have a dog?

You promised. A police dog.

Or maybe one like Lassie.

With a long coat,
as long as mom's hair.

That's so flattering. Thank you.

We'll see about that.

But we'll talk about dogs tomorrow.
Now it's time for bed.

- Marco, listen to dad.
- Mom, I'm on vacation.

Be a good boy and go to bed.
You look so sleepy.

Alright, I get it.

Come on.

- Good night.
- Night.

- Can I keep the lights on?
- Alright, but just for tonight.

He's sleeping, finally.

It's not crystal, but still...

- Cheers.
- To us.

Sorry I was so nervous earlier on.

I know it's been years
since Carlo's suicide,

but coming back here,
the house where we lived together,

felt like going back to those days.

But now I'm fine. I'm calmer.

With you by my side, I really feel
that the past is behind me.

- See? Marco is happy, too.
- Of course. You spoil him so much.

He loves you.
Even more than he loves his mother.

I'm glad I convinced you not to sell.
It's so close to the airport, too.

One more time.

- Where are you headed, this time?
- London.

So you'll be back by the evening
and will be able to help.

I have so much to do in the cellar,
but can't find the key.

We'll find it.

You're filthy! Filthy!

Filthy! Filthy!

You can't catch me!

Keep running or I'll catch you!

You can't catch me!

Watch out!
I'll catch you! You'll see!

- I run faster!
- No.

Got you!

Help! No! Stop it!

How about a walk in the park?

Oh, yeah!

I'll take you with me,
and nobody will save you!

- But I'm the queen!
- There are no royals in the othennorld.

We're all equal!

I'll order my soldiers to arrest you
and lock you up in the tower!

Nobody can arrest me!

Nobody can lock me up,
because I'm like air, I'm invisible!

- But I can see you!
- Only because I want you to.

Only you can see me,
and you must follow my orders.

No way!

Marco, let's go home.
They were at this point when we arrived.

- No, wait.
- Doesn't it scare you?

You'll have nightmares tonight.

No, I like it a lot.

Mom.

Marco, darling. What's wrong?

Mom, why doesn't my real father
ever come to see me?

Mark, you're old enough
to understand, now.

Your father loved the sea.

He liked to sail alone with his boat,
come rain or come shine.

One day, the last time,
he never came back.

He died.

Why?
What does it mean to be dead?

Being dead
means going away forever.

It means that, sadly,
we will never see your daddy again.

Why?

There are things you can't explain.

But if you'll keep loving him,
he'll always be by your side.

- What are you doing up at this hour?
- Can I sleep with you tonight, please?

A big boy like you
still wants to sleep with his mommy?

Please...

Alright.

Why are you having a party?

It's not the kind of party you think.
Friends are coming over, that's all.

- Why?
- Just because.

We haven't seen each other
in a while.

I don't like them.

How silly.
You don't even know them.

- When is Bruno coming back?
- Later.

We'll both go get him at the airport.

Bruno! Bruno!

- Hi, Marco!
- Bruno!

- Hello there, big boy. How are you?
- Fine, and you?

Pmgmm. Thanks for picking me up.

Why do you always leave,
instead of playing at home with me?

Well, I have to work.
Here, this is for you.

Chewing gum?
There is no way that this is your gift.

No? Then, you tell me what it is.

- I know what you bought me.
- Oh, yeah?

- Hi, d.Or a

- where is it? Tell me.
- What?

The dog.

How did you guess? You'll have to wait.
They'll send it from London.

- There you go.
- Thanks.

- Want a drink?
- Later, thanks.

Not those ones, Roberta.

- No? Which ones?
- Those ones.

- Annalisa!
- I haven't seen you look so great in ages.

- Right, paolo?
- Absolutely.

- I knew you'd be coming back to us.
- We missed you.

Thank you.

How is it going, Aldo? Here.

Thank you.
You look again like the dora I knew.

- I sure hope so.
- Congrats.

- Tell me, doctor.
- Yes?

What kind of intensive care
did you put her through?

Me? None.
She hasn't been my patient for ages.

She looks relieved, relaxed.

Not like a woman
who pushed a man to commit suicide.

I find what you said gratuitous
and in bad taste.

Can't I even joke?
Why are you getting upset?

Carlo's death was no laughing matter.
It subjected dora to great suffering.

But she should have expected it.
Even before she married him.

She knew all too well
that Carlo was a junkie.

See these marks here?
There's one for every monkey it killed.

Where in Africa does it come from?

- I don't know.
- Your father will know.

Bruno is not my father.
He's just my mother's second husband.

- Are you bored, darling?
- No, I'm jealous.

You're not hanging out with me.

You could at least wait
until we're all gone.

Why don't you kick them all out?

Mom.

I'll have to kill you.

Marco!

Dora!

What happened?

- Did you get hurt?
- No. It's nothing.

The lights went out and I fell.

- You're bleeding.
- No. It's nothing, don't worry.

- We should disinfect it, though.
- Get the alcohol in the bathroom.

Another two points.
It's your turn, paolo.

I'm not even in top form.

After a transatlantic flight,
you can't tell whether it's day or night.

Nice excuse.

More points for you, Bruno!

Yes, but I don't want
to be handed victory.

Thankfully, your opponent
is even worse.

Dora.

What's wrong?
You seem concerned.

It's nothing, probably just a headache.

Are you sure? Can't I help?
You looked so cheerful earlier on.

I'm sorry.

Is the coffee ready?

It's late, I gotta go.

Nothing seems to go right. Look.

- It's because you're too nervous.
- Put yourself in my shoes, will you?

He suddenly goes,
"mom, I'll have to kill you."

- Can you believe it?
- It was just something he blurted out.

He's a little kid,
they say all sorts of things.

You're taking it way too seriously.

You should have seen the way he said it.
That tone of his.

And what should I say?
I'm leaving without a coffee.

- Bye.
- Will you be home tonight?

Well, if! Don't elope
with a hostess...

- You're silly... bye.
- Bye.

Marco.
What were you doing down there?

That door was locked.
How did you get in?

No, mom, it was open.

Marco?

Marco?

Marco, is that you?

Marco, what are you doing there?

What are you doing?

Mommy...

What's wrong? Are you sick?

- I'm cold, really cold.
- Good lord, you're freezing.

What's wrong? Marco, tell me.

- Get me out of here.
- What's going on?

- Get me out of here!
- Yes.

We'll go upstairs right away.
Marco, what's wrong?

Oh, god. Marco.

Marco.

What's wrong, baby?

Marco.

Come on.

Oh, god. You've got a fever.

The thermometer.

Where is it?

What are you saying?

Marco, what's wrong?

Marco, look at me.

Marco, I'm here. Look at me.

Oh, god.

Marco!

What are you doing?
Are you insane?

- I want to play.
- Marco, come here!

Come on, horse! Gallop!

Run, horse, run!

Come on, drop down!

No, you have to fall down, come on!

Bang! Bang! On the ground!

Marco, stop it! Come here!

Marco!

Damn this house!
And you, for not letting me sell it!

I know it'll all seem
like nonsense to you.

When you're nervous, things appear to be
more serious than they are.

It's only natural I'd be nervous,
after what happened!

Maybe a little too much.

I know what you're trying
to insinuate.

- I'm not insinuating a thing.
- But you are! Say it.

"It looks like a breakdown.
Perhaps a visit to the doctor will help?

"Maybe being hospitalized again
is the answer."

Tell me that's not
what you're thinking.

Now, that's nonsense.

So you think
that I believe you're a lunatic?

What's gotten into you?

Yes, you might have had
a nervous breakdown.

But for good reason,
and now you're totally fine.

Does it hurt?

Yeah, I should watch my step.

- Where is that photo?
- Which one?

The one framed here.

Marco.

I know you're awake.
I don't buy it, kiddo.

What's up with all these things
your mother is saying?

Why are you hiding?

- It's a secret, I can't tell you.
- Why?

One day I'll tell you, I promise.

Well, if it's a secret...

But try not to rile your mother up.

It's not my fault if she gets mad.

No? What about
your stupid little pranks?

She's the one who's changed
after moving here.

I'm just playing.

Did you take that photo
in the living room?

- Answer me.
- Which one?

You know what? Forget it.

Get some sleep.

I'll leave the door open
and the lights on in the hallway.

You can turn them off,
and close the door.

Weren't you afraid of the dark?

Not anymore.

Good.

- Try to get some sleep. Good night.
- Night.

According to him,
you're the one who's changed.

What a liar!

And you even encourage him?

Who do you think took the photo?

And how did he enter the cellar?

Try to be patient with him.

These are new surroundings,
they may be difficult to cope with.

Yes, you could be right.

But explain the meaning
of shredding undennear to pieces.

It was just out of spite.

What are you, accusing your son
of having sexual fetishes?

Maybe it was the washing machine,
and you put them away without noticing.

I guess you may be right.

Forget about it.

Try to get some sleep.
I'll finish my flight report.

Bruno.

Let's leave this house.

Please.

- Dora, what's wrong?
- Bruno.

Oh, my god, how scary.

Come on, what happened?

I had a terrible nightmare.

Look, you even ripped
your nightgown.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- What's wrong?
- I forgot something.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Are you sure you'll be back tonight?

I'll be as punctual as a plane.

Dora, come on, don't act like this.

It was just an accident.
The shutter's strap broke.

Thank god it didn't hit you.

- Let's get out of here.
- Calm down.

Come on.

- Let's leave this house.
- I said calm down.

Bruno, I beg you!

- Bruno. Hey!
- Hey. How is it going, paolo?

I'm good. How about you?
You look worried.

Got a little distracted, I guess.

How's the new house?

Dora's been having a few problems.
But you know, it's such a big house...

Hasn't she lived there before?

Maybe that's the problem.

Paolo.

I'm coming!

Marco.

Marco!

What the hell was that?

I don't get it.
All the controls were frozen.

Mommy.

There you are, finally!
Where were you?

- What's wrong?
- Nothing. I feel cold.

Where have you been?

When?

Look, you're all sweaty.
Earlier on, when I called you.

Oh, you know,
I was chasing after a dog.

Marco, why are you lying to me?

I'm not lying, mommy.

Darling.

Excuse me?

Excuse me, ma'am. I kept ringing,
but nobody answered so I came in.

- What is it?
- I'm the florist's delivery man.

- Are you Mrs. Levi?
- Yes.

I couldn't find your house,
there's no street number on the gate.

- But it was open, so I came in. Sorry.
- That's ok.

- These are for you.
- For me?

Yes, ma'am.

- Goodbye.
- Thank you.

- Hello?
- Hey, dora!

- Bruno!
- I'm in Madrid, I won't come home tonight.

Why, what happened?

- Nothing, the plane is undergoing checks.
- What checks?

Don't worry, though.
It's just out of precaution.

Are you still agitated?

- No, I'm feeling better now.
- Take care, darling.

Don't worry.

- When do you think you'll be back?
- I don't know yet.

- Call me back, then.
- I'll call you.

- Yes, please, Bruno.
- Bye, darling.

Marco!

One for every year: Despite
everything you're still mine

Marco, where are you?

Marco!

Did you write this?

What is it?

- Don't you lie to me.
- I'm not lying.

It was you.
That's your handwriting, don't deny it.

Marco, why did you do it?

It wasn't me!

I swear it wasn't me!
Why won't you believe me?

I didn't write that note!
It wasn't me!

I didn't do it! It wasn't me!

Hello, doctor morasi's office.

Yes. If you'd like to book an appointment,
let me know.

Let me check.

Let's see... Wednesday at 6pm.

Would that work for you, ma'am?
Alright. Goodbye, then.

- See if you like this one, too.
- Let's see. Sit down.

Oh, it's beautiful.
You're good. Can I keep them?

- Yeah, keep them. I can draw some more.
- Thanks.

- Come, Marco.
- Come on in, dora.

Let's go play.

- Will you make her draw, too?
- That's for sure.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Sit down, dora.

Let's see...

I put your son through
a very basic test.

Look at this drawing.

I told him to draw any tree
and he drew one filled with fruit.

It's all well-proportioned.

The trunk isn't too big,
has normal branches and no twisted roots.

This suggests a very balanced
and mature behavior for someone his age.

Too bad he doesn't behave
that way at home.

Now, take a look at this one.

It represents his relationship
with his family.

He's much more indecisive here.

You only see the mother on the bed,
and the child has his back turned on her.

At first glance,

it could be interpreted
as a lack of affection.

As I've already told you,
I'm not a specialist in child psychology,

but you've been a patient of mine,
and I know what you went through.

Your ongoing state of anxiety
and depression

due to having lived
with an addict,

his suicide at sea, your hospitalization,
the electroshock therapy...

All this could only influence
your relationship with your child.

No, I've completely closed the chapter
on that period.

It's as if my mind
completely erased all those events.

It's all vague, now.

Only now in that house, my house,
a few memories started reemerging.

But it's also because of Marco's behavior.
You know, it's strange.

It's as if my own son
was a go-between for all this.

Dora.

Ghosts are only
a figment of our imagination.

We ourselves create them
to justify our behavior.

Try to understand
what is it that upset you,

then everything will go back to normal
and you'll regain your peace.

Mom.

Mommy?

Mommy...

Mommy!

Marco, where are you?

Mommy.

Mommy!

Mommy!

Mommy...

Mommy.

Marco.

- Marco.
- Mommy...

- Marco, stop! You have to stop this!
- Mommy.

Marco.

Mommy!

Marco...

- You're driving me crazy!
- Mommy!

Mommy.

Why, mommy?

It was me!

- I did it!
- Dora!

- I hated him! I hated him!
- Dora!

- I killed him!
- Dora! Enough!

Stop acting like that. Enough.

It's all nonsense.

Don't you get it
that they're just ridiculous fantasies?

Try to think.

No. No...

I killed him.
Now! Remember. I hated him.

- And I killed him!
- Don't start.

- It's true, it was me.
- Carlo committed suicide.

He jumped off his own boat.

He was a loser.
Even drugs weren't enough for him.

It was me! I killed him!

Listen to yourself, dora.
You're accusing yourself of murder!

You're the victim here.

He's trying to drive me crazy,
to get his revenge.

This house is haunted
by his presence.

I'm sure of it.
He's the one pushing Marco to do all that.

He's forcing him to torment me!

Bruno, let's leave this house!

Please! Please! Please!

- Dora, calm down.
- Enough!

- Calm down.
- I can't take it anymore!

Enough! Get me out of here!

I'm going crazy!
Get me out of here!

- I can't take it anymore! I'm scared!
- Dora!

- I can feel him!
- Dora, calm down!

- He's in every inch of this cursed place!
- Calm down, dora!

Please, calm down.

Help me. Help me, please!

Come on, drink.

Drink it all. All the way.

I said all of it.

The drawing. Look!

That proves it!
You believe me now? Say it!

Say something! I beg you, Bruno!

It's nothing but a kid's drawing.

No, Bruno.

Stop trying to minimize it!
I want the truth.

If at least I was certain
that I was the one who killed him,

it would still be better
than living like this.

I can't take it anymore!

This will drive me crazy!

I'm scared.

Don't you get it?
I'm scared of being alone.

I'm scared of seeing,
of hearing things!

I'm even scared of my own son!

Oh, my god.

Bruno?

- Don't touch me!
- Dora, what's wrong?

He... he's there.

Behind that wall.

Don't you get it?

It was the only way
to get rid of his body.

When I arrived,
you were in a pool of blood.

You couldn't even understand
what you had just done.

The only way was hiding the body,
so that they wouldn't charge you.

I cleared it all, getting rid of anything
that could implicate you.

I took the boat out at sea
to simulate his suicide.

The shock and amnesia you fell into
only made things easier.

I did it for you, not to lose you.

Because I loved you,
and I still do very much.

You love me
and yet you brought me to live here?

Would anyone
who really loves me do that?

We couldn't sell the house,
we had to come live here.

They would have found his body.

Now that we got rid of all his remains,
we'll be able to leave.

- You really think he'll allow us to?
- Dora, enough with the nonsense.

You still don't believe me.

You still think I'm seeing things,
and that I'm crazy!

- You're just tired.
- You didn't care I was alone.

After all that happened to me!

I've always been by your side.

He is here among us.
I feel his presence.

- I've seen him. He wants revenge.
- Dora, Carlo is dead!

Don't touch him!
You can't touch him! Let him go!

Let him go!

Now I'm starting to feel like you.

Mommy!

Enough!

Milk or lemon?

Now, Dad, what game shall we play?