All language subtitles for Mario Und Der Zauberer - 1994 - Fascismens begynnelse - HD 1920x1080p.Eng-x

Now let's go relax first...

We should always take the carriage.

Look who's there.

Bon giorno, bon giorno.

How are you?

Isn't that the German writer?

She is right. This really is the writer from...
-Fuhrmann.

He's been here before.

Even with a carriage.

They have rented a carriage.

Nice gear.

Looks very different now.

Yes, yes right.

No, stay here Stefan.

Stefan stayed here.
Nobody leaves the ship my boy!

No, we want to achieve our
goal in peace and with dignity.

Hey...
-That's...

That's why I say yes, all
we need is a strong hand

Exactly! I say that too.

Something like that is reassuring.

No, no, this one belongs to me ..
-Thank you.

Oh please.

Why are they coming by carriage?
Don't you have a car?

We have one, just not here.

Didn't the car pick you up?

No.

Ha, I don't understand.

Senora Fuhrmann.

Professore.

I am very sorry.

We saw a lot of remarkable things.
What we had apparently missed in the past.

Senore Graciano...
-Almost a lot.

Senore Graciano.
Is the race today?

Yes, of course Stefan.

Yes. -May we go?

Yes - Come on, I'll help you.

Hopefully this faux pas won't
spoil your first day of vacation

But of course not.

Oh. We'll have your clothes
cleaned right away, Professore.

Thank-you.

What are you standing there?
Don't you have anything to do?

Same suite as always.

The "eleven" Senora. -Thanks.

Bravo Giovanni.

There we are. Come.

Here you go.

Senori

Very nice. I really like it.

Have you had a pleasant trip?
-Quite lovely. -Many Thanks.

Everything has been renovated.
Very nice.

The minister's luggage.

You will notice other
changes as well.

May I go with you, please?

Your Excellency.

The minister has just
arrived from Rome.

We drank to a
better world last year.

I haven't given up hope yet.

A telegram for Senore.

How nice to see you again.

We talk about you a lot.

You look a little tired.

I've just gotten a little older.

I am too.

Oh, no no no no...

Do you allow?

Please let me know
if you need anything.

Yeah well Thanks.

Bella Italia.

With recommendations from Senore Graciano.

Put them on the table over there. Please.

As you wish, senore.

Buona sera.

Scusante.

Buona sera.

Dear Madam or Sir,

Welcome to Torre de Venere.

For the 12th race for the
title of fastest waiter in town.

This year 47
cameriere will start.

Let's applaud these adorable young
men who make sure they never get hungry.

Very charming.

The rules...

The rules are simple.

Whoever crosses the finish line first with
the spaghetti and the wine on the tray...

... wins!

It goes without saying that
we expect fair, sporty behavior.

A competitor had apparently
leased victory for the past 3 years.

His name is, uh...

What is the name?

Huh?

Mario Anzio!

His name is Mario Anzio!

The race is started by the young lady...
-Mario!

For the summer months from our glorious capital.
-Mario!

Has returned to her hometown...

The Vestal Virgin of the
Year, Silvestra Angolerie.

Silvestra! -Good gracious.

This time I get the prize.

Just don't be too sure.

All the waiters to their positions, please.

Hold on tight and
then just pull the trigger.

Ready!

Don't get in my way again!

Steady!

Go!

Hey did you go crazy

Attention!

Hurry up!

Mario! Mario! Mario!

Make way!

Mario faster!

Stop! Stop!

Here. Come!

Start here.

You devil! Do you want to kill them!?

Mario! Mario!

This ball is always
a very special event.

Stefan, Sophie.

That was really bad luck.

You would have won.

...of the vestalien balls applause for
Tore's fastest waiter from Torre, Francesco Lombardi

Welcome to Torre.
-Good to see you again, Mario.

You ran a good race. -Thanks.

Will you dance with me afterwards Mario?

Oh Sophie ..
-Please.

It'll be my pleasure.

The dance opens...

All women are so taller than men.

I hope we didn't keep you waiting.

Please take a seat.

I heard that you
were a good singer...

... seems to have a specific
reason, don't you think?

We almost didn't recognize her niece.

A year at this age
can change a girl a lot.

Hey what's that supposed to?

You could say so.

I am overjoyed that you are
spending the holidays here with us. -Viking!

Viking!

Stefan.

Stefan stop it.

I'm very sorry, Senora, but we
only had 7 costumes for vestalines.

Next year, and I promise you,
your daughter will definitely be there.

He did not greet the minister.
-Truly unbelievable.

... but we always had this problem until now...

Very nice. Very nice.

It's unbelievable how
fast these children grow up.

Excellence

I really don't know where my husband is.

As a prefector, he is said to have
more influence than the mayor.

Yes, he devotes himself intensively to his work.

Nevertheless, he still finds time
to devote himself to the fine arts.

It is often not easy for such an extremely sensitive man.

Allow? Fuhrmann.

Bravo. -Thank you, thank you.

Silvestra my child.

I assume you will remember the
Senora and Professors Fuhrmann

But yeah, I can remember.

Thank you, thank you.

Sit here, take a rest, yes

Uh, thank you, but I think Professor Fuhrmann might want to dance with me.

With your permission.

Of course. If you promise me that you won't overstrain him.

I promise.

So, may I have this dance?

A sweet girl.

Yes. An extraordinary child.

But completely wrong as a Vestal.

The wizard is back in town.

A Wizzard?

He sees people in their hearts.

The house is pretty big.

I have to fill it with life.

That's why I started renting out rooms.

At the moment, all people are too intensely concerned with the future.

My favorite guests are those
I know and whom I can trust.

You and your husband
would be more than welcome.

Yes, if we had known that earlier.

I've read a few of
your stories by now.

Are they really not too dry for you?

Absolutely not, I
liked them very much.

The vestal virgins.
-Yes poor things.

In ancient times, they had to
take a vow of chastity for 30 years.

And what if they broke the vow?

Then they were buried alive.

There is Mario.

We should praise him for his good run.

Mario.

Professors. -May we ask?

So now you dance with me.

What is with you?

Dad, I think you'd better dance with mommy.
-Ah?

The children build sandcastles, how do you like that?
-Well

The castles of Germans are ugly!

He's always ask for trouble this weirdo.

Please.

Let's listen to some music.

She really always hits. Remarkable.

Please.

Shall we go swimming?

The water seems
warmer than the sand.

Do you want this to be your famous place?

I thought there
would be a tower here.

This is the place where the
famous tower once stood.

The Torre di Venere. The tower of Venus

Nobody knows when it was
built and when it was destroyed.

In Varitonen there was the
cult of Venus all over Italy.

Only in Rome was it paid to Venus
at a comparatively late point in time.

Aha.

Sophie!

May I point out that anywhere in
Europe your father's lectures will

receive at least 15 minutes of
attention before the audience falls asleep.

Maybe it's because of my hunger.

Do you always have to be so materialistic?
-Hmm

I'm hungry too.

Come on, let's dine like Philistines.

Thank-you.

It hasn't changed much.

Isn't it, Bernhard?
-The same goes for you.

I think you can start now.

Someone wanted pork knuckle with noodles.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Good man in the Grand Hotel on Lake
Kohner. But that wasn't nearly as good.

I think that should
be taken into account.

That's great, isn't it?
-Oh yes.

Good evening.

Good evening.

A table for four.

Yes, please on the terrace.

Uh, I'm sorry, the tables
on the terrace are all taken...

but they will certainly still find
space here in the dining room.

And what about those tables out there?

Well...

they are reserved for nostri clienti.

Uh, you could have a seat over there, or...

There.

Pardon, madame.

Good evening.

Good evening.

I'm happy for our house, thank you very much.

Epo schuta et gan peri et
ministrone and salad sai frutta

Italia tenne al a panna et an jello...
con potato

My mom would love you.

And with that we would have everything?

Yes.
-You won't have to wait long.

That pleases me very much.

Oh, Principessa. Good evening. I am delighted.

And if you need
anything, I'll be right there.

Reserved for "nostri clienti".

I am your best client.

I don't like this kind of Byzantineism.

Come on, don't be such a snob.

They fried my fish too long too.

The poor fish.

Here this is for you.

Thanks.

Warm drinks on hot days,
chilled ones when it's cold.

Yes, that's right Mario.

Here you go.

I really don't understand how Dante
started writing down here in the south.

And that's when she would like him to...

A tea?

Yes.

Senora Milano. Good day. One moment please.

Hey how are you?

I feel very good. I'm so happy to see you again. This is my man.
-Good day

I am pleased. Keep your space.

Excuse me, will you?
-Oh please.

Don't you like it on the beach anymore?

An endless collision with humanity.

I know.

Torre is wonderful, but only well dosed.

And especially when you've been to Rome.

Because there is hardly any variety here.

Really?

Arrivederci

Arrivederci.

It is and will always be a provincial town.

But I bore you.

Not at all. Please sit down.

Thanks.

So tell me how you choose
the subjects for your stories.

I don't choose them, they choose me.

I've always had the feeling that what
happened to me was just a microcosm...

of what is happening on
a large scale in this world.

And that's why I think for a long time
about what can and cannot be relevant.

The writer is a visionary?

Is that an interview?

That may be.

Then I must be humble.

Let's say the writer is an
extremely sensitive seismograph

My friend, there are so many
beautiful girls in the world.

There will definitely be one
for you too. Yes believe me

Somewhere there is one waiting for you.

And what did our ancient heroes do
when it got a little too warm for them?

Yes what did they then?

They searched shady protection in the next coffee shop.

And let the summer
end from a safe distance.

That brings relief

Who could it be?

Uh...

Yes, please?

Please forgive Professor.

But if there is no
remedy for this cough,

Then unfortunately they have to
stay in an outbuilding of our house.

Because certainly not as many
guests are disturbed there as here.

Do you know what time it is?

I deeply regret that, but there are guests
who are very concerned about the bacteria.

Do you think my son's
cough is contagious?

Um, I mean. I am
not qualified to judge.

Oh no? -No.

Then call a doctor.

At this late hour?

At this late hour
they woke my family.

As you wish.

May I suggest that you ask
Seniore Graciano to come to us?

And take a deep breath.

And cough.

That's what you call a cough, my boy?

We want a real cough.

He is all right.

He's just a little shy.

Yes, but only a little.

Thank you, doctor.

The fact that he is not coughing at the moment does not
necessarily mean that he will not start again when we have left.

We put our other guests at
risk of an infectious disease.

Senore Pastore.

It is a fading
bronchial catarrh.

It's not contagious.

Not even acoustically contagious?

Not even that.

I uh apologize for
this nightly disturbance .

Can I assume that this
is the end of the case?

But of course.

Good to you senore.

Good night.

Would you handle her?

No, no they are coming. I mean...

What do you mean the doctor said he is healthy?

I can not sleep...
... my son that is contagious...

Please come...

I beg you.

I promise you...

That has consequences!

Where were you born and raised?

In Bergamo.
-Oh, a wonderful city.

That's all?

2.20 please.

Have you ever seen a fish sing?

No.

You have to be very careful with this.

Otherwise you will kill them.

But if you release
them in the water again

Can you make a wish.

Thanks.

They are wonderful.
-Very nice...

Mama, there is a fish
woman who is very strange.

Fish woman? A strange fish woman?

What did she do?

Which do you mean
and why is it strange?

Here, make a wish.
-I think the weather is getting worse again.

Here and you too.

What's this?

What is that? What is it?
-A bee.

Flowers.

A telegram for you professor.

Thanks.

A telegram from the minister of culture

Thank you for accepting the
invitation to give a lecture...

I'm looking forward to
seeing you again... etc. etc.

Look here.

"There is deep silence in the water,
the sea rests without movement..."

"and the skipper sees the smooth
surface all around with sorrow."

Very mysterious.

This is Goethe my darling.

Good morning, Signore

Signore Fuhrmann, please let
me know if it is convenient for you...

then someone will help
them move to the outbuilding.

What do you mean? -Oh.

I thought tonight they
had found a solution.

If you talk about my son's
cough, you know the doctor

has absolutely ruled
out any risk of infection.

Yes, that's true, but think
about the acoustic side effects.

I will speak to Signor Rigaciano about this.
-He is not in the House.

And when can I speak to him?
-Your Excellency.

When is he back in the house?

I do not know that.

I can't tell you how happy I am...

that you have
decided to stay with us.

I always sang in this room.

It like it very much.

Really. I like it.

First unpack the suitcase.

And please call me
if you need anything.

And later I can show you
around the house if you like.

Thank-you.

Yes, there we are.

Do you like it? -To you?

He wins.

The view is much better.

Yes.

Puccini at the premier of Madame Butterfly. 1904

At that time the audience was
still completely overwhelmed.

He suffered a lot.

There's a dedication on it, you can see?

But of course that was much later.

After the scandal with Elvira.

Puccini in Metropolitan New York.

In December 1910 was the premiere
of "La fanciulla del West".

Arthuro Tostanini conducted.

It was a great success.

And the premiere of "Il
Taberro" was in 1918.

I helped him composing.

He taught me so much.

And I stood by him.

He gave me the score.

Also with a very personal dedication.

He who lived for
love dies for love.

Do you think that Puccini was really her lover?
-Yes.

Apparently that doesn't
bother Anoglieri at all. -No.

Strange. -Yes.

We shouldn't have stayed
at the Grand Hotel any longer.

You were of the same opinion.

It's all very different
from what I had imagined.

Yes I know.

But you have to admit that it turned
out to be an odd little adventure.

Sorry.
-May I stop by, please? Thanks.

May I go through, please?

Come quickly.

Come on, make way.

Francesco.

Lisiana and Marcello

He's drunk.

Senores, Senoris

Some time ago a large paper claimed...

there are currently only
two great artists in Italy...

Elenore Raduse

Who else?

And myself.

And we might both
play together soon.

In Romeo and Julietta.

In Rome I am called a phenomenon.

The highest dignitaries
honored me with their visit.

A physical phenomenon!

Who said that?

Hm?

Who?

What?

So brave behind my back
and now all of a sudden...

Shy.

I said that.

Bravo. I like you.

What is your name? -Marco.

Give me your hand Marco.

We all know that
youth is very impetuous.

But remember Marco, time flies.

Very good. I like that

Be thankful.

Your mother and father
died in bed together.

Neither of them
ever had to be lonely.

What did he just tell her?
-I do not know.

And now.

Please choose one of
your personal items...

and as I turn away from them

he hands it to Cristiana.

And he told her
all about her past...

and it was all true.

That's not a problem in
a town as small as this.

But he couldn't know.

The hand is strong but the will is weak.

What else did he do?

That someone stuck their tongue out.

Ah, ah, ah

And Marcello has...

And Gipola conjured a coin
out of the air with sheer willpower

What was his name?

Gipola

And Cristiana danced.

Look, I'll show you.

There's nothing more beautiful...

Bella.

Mr. Rittmeister.

In the next week he's
giving a big performance.

Can we go?

Let's see. -Good Morning.

Good Morning.

She is lovely, isn't she?
- Yes, of course.

Sugar my darling?

No no. -No?

Morning.
-Good Morning

Tell my parents how great it
was. Papa is a terrible cynic.

I liked it, it was
strange, but I liked it.

You hear papa.

Signore Cipolle
worries your aunt a little.

I also know why, he
hypnotized a policeman.

I'm sure the cop just
played along with the game.

But then he played
very convincingly.

Something goes out from this
man, he's so repulsively ugly.

But only at first glance

Yes. -That's true.

After a short time you will
believe he is an irresistible man

Apparently he has enchanted
all the ladies at this table.

Ice cream, ice cream man is coming.

Gelato

Dear Mario, you don't find
a person like you very often.

You are always so good to us.

And?

Do your father and
mother enjoy the holidays?

We all feel very comfortable here.

Lounging on the beach.

With all those beautiful tanned bodies.

He is very handsome your young friend.

And you mario

The girls must be
terribly after you. No?

Is there a certain girl that
your affection doesn't return?

Then we present you in the proper light.

And enchant all girls.

What's this?

The stone of unmasking.

The truth.

Mom, Dad, an hour ago you said
we were going to the beach soon.

Swim home again.

Swim home and make
my wish come true.

Damn German witch!

You stupid manatee!

Hee!

Stop! Stop!

Get out of here!

Get out of here, this is our beach.

You cowards, you are going to get it!

Go get out of here.

I am not afraid.
-Get lost.

Get out of here.

Get off our beach.

No, leave me alone.

Didn't you hear
to get out of here?

Au.

That's enough, I hope you understood.

This is a foreigner.

She is a dirty, naked,
disgusting foreigner.

Stop saying that, please.

You are not allowed to do that here.

Who even asked you to come here?

What happened here?

The children only threw
sand a little, nothing happened

Simply scandalous!

It's a public beach. Get
dressed immediately!

What?

Here is her swimsuit.

Come on, put that on right away.
-Yes.

You should beat her up.

Naked?

All of this is most regrettable.

It's a question of perspective.

But...

Anyway...

... we like to think about
bathing "on naturel", in Italy...

... it is strictly forbidden.

Unfortunately, with this promiscuty,
your daughter has...

infringed common decency of our
honorable citizens, and also mine.

She broke the law.

Disturbance of the peace.

Moral depravity.

Moral depravity.

Oh come on, Prefector...

Yes i know i know
I know, I know.

But...

The law-making machine is just running.

I wanted...

... we could just forget about this
matter, but I'm afraid my hands are tied.

A pure formality.

Grazie.

May i ask

Your little contribution
to this matter of, lets say,...

Fifty Lire to be paid?

The price for a pair of shoes,
high quality Italian shoes, of course.

Of course, I don't
care about a receipt.

Neither do I.

Very nice, isn't it?

Jo my best.

Papa, why did they say
such swear words to me?

Because they couldn't think of anything better.

And because the Italians are currently
going through a phase in which it...

And what kind of phase is that?

Let's say this is
something like a disease.

Not necessarily pleasant, but not necessarily something serious either.

Something like gas?

Yes, more or less.

Close the door Stefan!

Go out!

Get out, scram!

Why then? You ran around naked on
the beach too. And then everyone saw it.

I do not care.
-Who has told you that?

The whole city is talking about it.

Stop it, Stefan, leave her alone.

I do not get it.

Why did you even go there again?

Here we have a
beach all to ourselves.

Why did they throw
sand at me, papa?

They shouldn't have done it.

But you should always be decent.

What would you say if your mother
undresses in the presence of strangers?

That would be a nice change.

Thats not funny at all, Stefan.

Did you see the
look on their faces?

Indeed.

They winced with shock when they
saw this terribly skinny rack!

In any case, I'm not a
disgusting pudding like you!

Do you mind if we go
out on the terrace later?

To watch the fireworks?

Of course not.

Here, friendly and loud.

May God always have mercy
on the new prefect and bless him...

And we wish you
happiness and a long life.

And we wish us that Torre de Vignere...

To a...

To a paradise for...

To a, a, uh...

become a paradise for children.

Please hold it.

Prefect, the flowers.

Here you go.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Thank you, thank you all.

Thank you guys, it's good.

Follow me it is time to
drive the enemy back to the sea.

Mayor, please.

Padre, follow me!

He's so cute, am I right?

Here comes the proud of the Grand Hotel.

My compliment.

We still managed to get here.

Bravo.

Why was he made
the new director?

Have you spoken to Signor Cassiano?

He left without saying goodbye.

Over 28 missiles, the very latest models.

... he has such a big belly...

Take up your positions.

Well, take your positions. Come on.

Attention. Follow me.

Yes, he was a minister at the university at the time.

At the University? Ah.

They have never seen anything like it.

Our President.

Very exciting.

Oh god what is he doing now?

So nothing surprises me now.

But don't get too close.

Not too close.

Prefector please be
careful, for God's sake.

If he continues like this
he will soon be burned.

Not now.

There is simply no stopping
once he has start moving.

Very sporty your uncle.

Leave me alone you stupid dog!

Come on, let's pack and go to Switzerland.
-What?

Why not?

Take it away.
The damn dog licked me all the time.

Whats it doing here?
Sit! Sit!

We would reproach ourselves forever if we let a
bunch of provincial frauds drive us away from here.

Apart from that, the minister of
education arranged a reception for me.

Can't you cancel that?

Ha, and risk an
international scandal?

Whom do you belong to?

They scare me.

Then come with me.

We could visit the
museums the next day.

There is nothing
to be afraid of.

Bravo.

Isn't that fabulous?

Let it rain

You'll have to move.
-Then do it yourself.

Silly ameteur theater.

How do they get colorful?

Chemicals.

Majesty.

We'd better take
a few steps back.

Wait a moment.

... but they think
it's just a game here.

Have you ever been
here during a storm?

It's overwhelming.

Water and air are
passionately married.

Did I scare you?

I'm sorry.

I come here often.

But you might prefer
to be here alone?

I just didn't believe anyone is up here.

Yes I understand.

I was told that the tower
of Venus used to stand.

Yes, my husband told me that when
we were up here for the first time.

The educated, respected professor.

What did he tell you about the tower?

Except that he was standing up here.

Well

There is not much
more to say about it.

It wasn't as impressive
as Cologne Cathedral.

Not as famous as the Eiffel Tower.

Not as shrouded in
mystery as the tower in Pisa.

A humble tower.

But, none the less

A monument in honor of Venus.

My kids are going on a boat tour.

Nothing happens to them.

Have you felt comfortable
in Torre di Venere so far?

Did the famous professor also speak of the man of Venus?
-No.

Are you interested in that?
-Yes.

His name was Vulkanus.

In the midst of the admirable,
immaculately admirable...

He was the only one ugly to immortals.

And limped on one leg.

In his...

There were servants
in his workshop...

which he himself had forged out of gold.

Vulcanus was the god of fire.

Especially in its
destructive element.

And as for his wife, the
revered goddess of love...

She was a whore.

And has your wish come
true, Senora Fuhrmann?

I do not know that yet.

Before wishes can be fulfilled, we
have to learn to recognize clearly.

But maybe then you no longer
wish that they could come true.

Can you see everything clearly?

I could show you things which
you dare not even dream of.

An extraordinary gift. -Gift?

I'd rather call it a curse.
-Why that?

Because I know that everyone's
heart beats at the same pathetic rhythm.

Charming Senora Fuhrmann...

You have often been here
with your beloved husband.

Now you come alone.

I have to go now.

Of course.

And that's why I think
we've come to a point now...

where it is quite conceivable
that every further step...

has a dramatic and
lasting effect on our future.

Just the day before yesterday I
was on a beach with my family.

And my daughter cleaned her
swimsuit from sand and dirt in the sea.

She is an innocent
eight year old girl.

Nonetheless, the child's nudity enraged the
otherwise indifferent people in disgust.

There was something, and I can't just say a
little, barbaric in the hostility of the crowd.

Which my daughter reprimanded.
An innocent child.

I'm not just mentioning this because
it was so shocking to my daughter and her mother...

It seems to me that this also signifies a development...

increasing intolerance and bigotry
that gradually poured over all of Europe.

That worries me.

Finally, allow me to ask a question.

What is the writer's
responsibility at this time?

I mean it is his duty to
stand up to the world...

To convey his findings to
everyone else unvarnished.

He should be in front of those
who stir up the masses again...

Which could have unforeseeable disastrous
consequences for innocent people.

May he turn against
growing hedonism...

against brutality that threatens
the integrity of the individual.

Which in turn shakes
the foundations of society.

And that in turn would ultimately result in
the enforcement of the inviolability of life.

And he must also in the interests
of decency, for the sake of love...

In the interests of the
survival of the human race...

Always make sure that death...

the death...

Can never take a
dominant place...

in our minds...

intentions...

and deeds.

Minister, gentlemen, thank you!

If you have any questions,
I'll try to answer them.

I've always been for love.

It looks like the minister.

But professore, love...

Does love alone matter
to human survival?

Probably not, but...

I would say in the case of
social crises, love and respect for

one another are definitely more
to me than political opportunism.

Is there a greater
opportunist than the artist?

He manipulates, he manipulates his work.

He has a specific goal in mind.

He chisels his order out of the chaos.

And the bigger the artist...

How right they are!

the more intense the process of creation.

It depends on the fact that the order that
he creates does not slip out of his hands.

But now I think you're talking...

of talent.

When noble ideas
are worth dying for

Do they have to be worth
making sacrifices for them too?

Yes, but the sacrifice we're talking about...
-Tolerance is a wonderful thing...

But does that mean that we
open our borders to everyone?

But...

May I ask what you think
of the expansion policy?

How does Germany want to free
itself from foreign capital, Professor?

Luckily we have our Duce!

When will you finally elect a
Chancellor in Germany who has a vision?

Who is popular with the people!

We don't need any liberal advice from foreigners here!

We need actions!

We finally need some strength again.
-Yes the power.

Italy!

Where is Europe going?

Is everything now turning
for better or for worse?

We're leaving tomorrow.

I can't stop keep thinking about Senore Taciano.

We were among his dearest guests.

He spoiled us and always made
sure that we got everything we needed.

He has always been very kind to us.

"Signore Fuhrmann"

He liked you very much.

And how he looked tonight. That...

The official version is suicide.

Do you belive that?

Good Morning.
-Morning.

Can we go to the beach

Children, come in for a
moment and take a seat.

Is that a family discussion?

Yes.

I was unexpectedly called
to a publishers' meeting...

And um...

Unfortunately, this means that we have
to leave a little earlier than planned.

When?

I'm sorry, but already
this afternoon.

This afternoon already?

That's not the real
reason. Isn't it so?

No.

But the wizard appears tonight.

Can't we leave until tomorrow? Please!

Please.

Good evening.

You are here too. We
weren't sure they would come.

Bonna siera, pleasant. -Thanks.

To you.

Oh oh no Do nothing to me!

Don't shoot, I haven't done
anything. Do not shoot!

No.

My wife would surely hit everyone.

Salute!

Senores, senori

Bonna sierra. -Bonna sierra.

Exceptional spectators are
gathered here this evening.

You are a very special audience.

And you inspire us. Only you.

And nobody else.

will determine the process of this evening.

Because you take part...

at the magical happening.

Signore, Signori, I would now like to
ask you all to think about the power.

About the power of will,
about the power of the body.

I asked Christiane to choose
someone from your ranks...

whose physical strength
and courage is undisputed.

Uh, I...? Uh?

No no. Not on my watch.

No I do not want to.

What are you afraid of,
nothing can happen to you?

Don't be so shy!

Moment.

Your jacket please.

Ah.

What a strong young man.

Undoubtedly the pride of Torre.

Nobody here is stronger than me.

He has very thin legs...

Show your muscles to the audience.

Muscles like steel.

Applause!

Now look into my eyes!

Forget everything!

Just listen to my voice.

Forget what scares you.

And what they like.

You were never strong
and vigorous. Forget it!

Close your eyes.

Your body becomes heavy.

Your arms...

become difficult.

Your legs get heavy.

Heavy as lead.

You can't move.

Even if you want to.

Open your eyes.

The pride of Torre
is good to sit on.

And in a few years...

If he's slack and fat,
you're sure to sit even softer.

My health is not the best.

You may have noticed that I
am a little physically handicapped.

That is why I was unfortunately denied
service for my home land in the last war.

But I fight my way through life with
my spiritual and emotional powers.

What you see here...

is an example of
how wonderful man is.

Alone we are nothing.

Because a will that aims to
achieve its own freedom...

Aims into the unknown and is lost

Maybe one day we will merge
with the secrets of nature.

Then our power will be limitless.

Senore!

Please forgive them, but now
they have to wake up again.

You don't want to spend the whole
night up here on stage, do you?

Can I help you?

Grazie

Here you are. Your jacket.

And now to my next experiment.

With your permission. Please hand over...

some personal items to Marcello.

Of course you will receive later...

your property back.

We don't fall for it.
-Here from me...

But now be good, landlubber

Ouch! -Hurt? -Yes.

If I catch him then
I'll pay him back.

The hand. -Yes.

Salute master.

So what has Marcello brought along?

Look at it. That's strange.

We performed all over Italy.

But only here in Torre is
there anyone in the audience...

Who comes up with a shoe.

Why not? I am a
person with a lot of humor.

He tells me...

from the one who owns it, from his soul.

It's a man.

A man with many secrets.

Feared by many...

loved by a few.

A shrewd businessman
and a great lover.

Of the art.

And if I listen carefully...

Then I can hear magical
music from this shoe.

And in the audience there are some...

people which also can hear it.

And one person...

hears it particularly clearly.

Someone who can hear the
music much better than we can.

Don't fight of it.

Follow the music.

There is no such thing.

Sing.

Come back home.

Petonia, Petonia please come home, come home.

Maybe it suits you?

You...

Petonia, come on.

Please...

Please we go home.

I am here. Come over.

I beg you. I beg you.

Fire.

Fire was a gift from the gods.

And tonight...

we will give it to you.

Wizard!

Wizard!

You know exactly about
everything, don't you?

Then name us the murderer
of Signore Graciano!

Killer!

Killer!

Wizard!

Wizard!

Say it was an accident!
You can see clairvoyance!

You can prove that Tadiasco is lying!

For my next experiment...

may I ask one of
the audience to come on stage?

Mario.

Grazie.

So Mario, now I'll
tell you what to do.

Close your eyes.

Don't think about anything, relax.

Concentrate on an object
that is here in the room.

Direct your thoughts...

Only on this object.

Pay attention.

Open your eyes.

Mmm? -Correct.

Two beautiful, wonderful creatures.

Like two young gods, Mario, Silvestra...

For a few minutes you
just listen to my voice.

And you just obey my orders.

You will do what I say
because you want to.

I want to go on a trip with you...

to where you always wanted to be.

You will follow me
because my orders...

Are your wishes.

And now when I say it...

Will you kiss each other.

You always wanted that.

You always wanted it
but you were too shy.

Kiss her.

Kiss him.

No!

Silvestra!

Not so fast.

You're not going to run away in the
midst of this wonderful game, are you?

Or should I say...

The game that just started?

What do you care about the others?

There is only one who matters to you.

The one you are drawn to.

For whom you would do anything.

That you dream of day and night.

After you long for yourself with heart and soul.

What're the odds?

If the others turn
away from him in disgust?

If the others secretly mock
him, make fun of behind his back?

These fools and cowards
fear his visionary power.

But you...

magical Silvestra...

You are different, you know him.

You understand this man.

You love him.

Unconditional.

You want him.

You can hardly stand it and you
suffer when you don't see him.

But when he's around you
can hardly control yourself.

We never spoke to each
other, but I know your heart.

You gave it to me.

A long time ago.

And now you should confess to him.

Who is he?

The man you love.

The man you yearn for.

Who is he?

Who? Say his name.

Tschibola. -Yes.

Kiss me Silvestra.

Trust me.

Love me till death.

You need me.

Kiss me.

Monster!

Bravo!

For thine is the kingdom, the power and the glory, for ever and ever.
Amen.

Look.

There is nothing in the handkerchief.

I have nothing in my hand

And only with the power of my will...

can I conjure up money.

Out of nowhere.

Very good my child.