All language subtitles for Elkerlyc (1975)

Jos Stelling presents

Their eyes. I can see them,
but they don't see me.

I call them, but they don't hear me.

Creatures made from shadows and
earth. Fear is their deepest incentive.

And knowledge. A savage
and doubtless knowledge...

From moment to moment.

That a journey begins tomorrow,
from which there is no return.

By Everyman.
By Elckerlyc.

Where are you, Death?
Get him.

Death. Death.

Justice must be done.
Let Everyman listen to the charges.

Greed. Voracity.
Pride.

Let His Highness don't save
him from the whip.

We sentence you to death.

Why did you came to see me?

Scavengers, get lost.
Let me go.

Help. Help me.

Lady, please help me.

Leave me, you scavengers.

I love you.

I love you.

My God, someone hanged himself.

Farewell you fat ass.

Fat on your belly.

What's the name of this town, my friends?

We ask the questions. Who are you?
What are you looking for?

Poets never know? I am a poet.
- Is this your latest poem?

My verses, my friend, well up
like the need to pee and shit.

Because poets are Jacks of all trades,

I'm not only a poet, but also
a surgeon, besides being occupied...

...with diarrhea, flatulence,
and neuropathic pains.

The flatulence does make
you fart good money, mister?

Hey, not so quickly.

My function as a judge sometimes
forces me to go among the vulgar.

It's in your favor that you figured that out.

Now please allow me unrestricted access.

What does this mean?

Do you know that I am also a brewer.

To cap it all.

A Jack of all trades. Poetry,
judgements, piss, beer and wine.

Wine that makes you
wild like young maiden.

Stop it, mister, I assume you'd
like to taste the maiden yourself?

I would like them raw.

Pour me some...

I'm thirsty.

I'm drinking all day long, boy.

It could be a virgin's blood.
What's in it, sir?

God damn it, if he cheats us...

...tripe is what you need.

Talking about tripe.

I shall tell a story of what
happened to me on the road.

I met a fellow, you may expect him
soon, as we went down the same road.

And what do you think...

The grease rose into his
head, and he swore that...

...my wagon is actually his.

I'm not exaggerating,
you can see it for yourself.

Listen, I got a plan. Whenever he
sees that wagon he'll do it again...

What are you doing on my wagon?.
- That's mine.

Give me back my wagon.

Fuck off with that wagon.

Don't. Not on my back.

What's going on here?
- The sheriff.

I am an honorable citizen.
A naked man stole my wagon.

He will have to pay for that.
Where is he?

He can't be far.
- He is drunk like a skunk.

In the guard shack.

My horse.

A pint please. Two.

Eenie - meenie - miney
Ten pairs of girlies, young, old...

...me, and cheese for the boss.

I am thirsty.

Listen, I want the best room
available. - Sure thing.

Room No. 3.
- Sounds good.

Bring me a can of wine,
and take for yourself too.

I like everything about you.
Your hands, your lips, your eyes...

Relief me from those two fools over there.

I'd like to caress those pigeons
until you coos like a dove.

That's too much honor.
- Why would I harm my doves?

i feed them with my lips.

Wait until I retreat for the night.
I'm in room No. 3. - Okay.

Christ, let the master of heavens...

...examine you closely.

Where is it?

You horny little lamb...

Do drinking... pink udders...

Stay here. The whole journey
I was thinking of you.

Nobody is ill at harvest time.
- But I will.

Hot ass.

What the hell.

Everything is gone.
God damn it.

There's more than one charlatan on
this world. What's wrong? I'll cure.

Do drinking, hot ass...

She will be cured forever.

Dear all, I have something
very special here.

It will cure all ills, and I
will demonstrate it to you.

This gentleman will be a witness.

What flows away, what runs
away, what comes back...

Not all at once.

Please take this life elixir.

It tastes no good,
but it works the better.

Last one.

I want my money back.
You piss seller.

I will get you, swindler.

My head hurts.

Open up.

Give us back our money.

He has no right to come in here.

Friars.

Iets listen please, to what
he might have to say.

Always the same shit with these friars.

Here you can rest a bit.
It is modest, but please enter.

My apologies. You came a long way.

Your appearance. Your world.
Your appearance.

Why this beautiful costume?

Who are you?

Everyman.

An awkward name.

It means 'everybody'.
Is that your name?

If you think I need another name,
it seems all right with me.

No, the name doesn't matter.

You are busy with earthly delights.

Your costume suits you like
your face suits you too.

This costume is the cause of
revengefulness of that vulgar.

Without it I would've been far out already.

What's better than fighting the
devil using borrowed weapons.

I agree, the costume may
not be of any importance.

So far, it only brought me misfortune.

This garment makes us equals,
if there's still any doubt.

Your costume would suit me.

Don't be ungrateful.

Your costume is not one out of many.

Try it, just for fun.

To be someone else for a moment.

To try that wouldn't hurt anybody.

Peace be among you.

Go away.

This one is for you.

Don't stay outside, friar.
My home is your home.

Wife, get me the best wine.
I have a guest.

And a plate too.

He shall know that he is
among good Christians.

Here, the clergy won't sleep
in the barn with the animals.

He will get a bed with clean sheets.

But first of all a decent meal.

Hurry up.

We rarely have such pious guests.

You must be hungry.

Where is the wine, damn it?.

Take it easy. The monk
knows who is the boss here.

Don't you see we are thirsty?

Ave Maria.

Ave Maria.

Hail Mary.

Ave Maria, blessed of the women.
Thank you for this meal...

Su scripe regum Christu...

We thank you...

Gloria Patris, glory to your face.

Who will bear it, and who dares
to say 'I don't believe'.

To behold... to the heavens...

...All virgins... Father... Holy Father,
Save us... from the burden.

Happy faced stars arise.

Look up.

If I cannot, eye to eye with you...

...taste all five delights,
I will be dead.

Holy virgin.

Amen.

What?
- Amen.

God damn it.

May the devil get you.
Dirty bastard.

Amen.

Come with me.

Stupid bitches, drawing blood
from under the nails...

My thoughts are with
one virgin in particular.

As soon as they loose their virginity,
they'll be women forever.

Can I do anything else for you?

Hurry up, go upstairs.

What the hell is going on?.

Are you going crazy?
Tell me what you're doing?

Answer, or I kick in the door.

What are you doing? I must know
what goes on in my house.

Tell him to fuck off.
- Keep quiet. Nothing going on.

You wake up the monk.
- You are waking him up.

It's all right.

The monk is asleep.

He sleeps like a dead man.

What is your name?

Help me to keep my mouth shut.

Because I don't like it.

And if you don't ask for it,
I'll do it. Understand?

Yes.
- Come on.

Damn it.

I am not a monk.
- No, you are not a monk.

I slept with your daughter last night.
- You really did?

I slept with your daughter.
- May God help me.

I love her and I take her with me.

I will crush your skull.

Here in my house.

You won't get our daughter.

Get out, dirty pig.

I'll throw you out.

That's your daughter?.

You just go upstairs.

Madam.

All that is perfect consists of five
elements. The same with you.

Five names, five fingers, five colors.

Five flowers.

What kind of flowers?

Lilies, blue grapes......

...daisy's, periwinkle,
and of course the rose.

Roses smell like blood.
- Not the wild rose that smells like you.

Like me, how?

Just like you...

Your hair. Your skin.

I inhale you. I exhale you.

I'd like to have a thousand senses,
thousand eyes to see you.

A thousand fingers to feel
that you are here.

A thousand lips to drink you.

Then, finally going to sleep.

Sleeping.

Where are you?

Where are you?

Where are you?

Madam.

The heavens jubilate when on
earth chaos and unrest lay down.

A peaceful home...

Hurry up.

Faster.

Woman, your father's only
daughter. Are you ready,...

...in body and mind, and all of your
belongings and possessions,

in joy and suffering, in life and death,
to share life with this man.

I devote myself to thee,
I am completely yours.

I devote myself to thee,
I am completely yours.

Lord, and be strong against the enemy.

Marriage, be a burden of love
until death will do you part.

Listen.
I will teach you how to party.

He who knows why the world
turns, and he who knows who reigns,

will not forget to be himself.

Every party is a hide from darkness,
Every joy. Every laughter...

Every tear in a grave is punishment.

Repentance, cramp, and convulsion.

I am the comedian who
reigns over you, too.

I, Everyman, am ready to party,

on the terms that only I
decide how we will party.

Party. But suddenly...

Suddenly, I let the people
feel that I am here.

How does a monk get...

...callus on his knees when his head
is in the clouds all the time?

On my party I require you to go on four feet.

I don't give a damn about
your religious talk.

Then I'll let you take off your clothes.

All right.

He who shows off will be shit on.

To shit... Yes... Yes...

Shit.

Food.

Eat and shit.

More food.

Eat until you drop dead.

They're back.

They came back.
They came to take me.

They came to take me.

Nobody is there.
You were dreaming.

What do you see?

You were dreaming. Believe me.

Nobody there.

It's the seventh time now
that you wake me up like this.

Why do you treat me as a stranger?
I don't ask for anything.

I am offering my arms.
I offer you my body.

I want to give you everything.
- Leave me alone.

I don't need you.

What are you doing?
Hey, scumbag.

Say something about it, please.

I won't come back to this table.
You should've picked better guests.

Not only is he unnecessary,
he is harmful too.

Cut his crazy head off.

The painter, sir.
Whom you asked for.

Yes.

That's quick, for a painter.

To serve you, sir.

If you feel hungry, please eat.

Even an artist can't do without a body.

Aren't you hungry?

Unfortunately. You can use
some extra meal.

You are right, he ate it all.

Listen. My name is Everyman.

Have you ever thought
of imposing your will...

...onto everyone and everything?

Only due to knowledge,
power, and beauty.

You don't seem to know who I am.

I even exercise power over life and death.

I will show you my powers.

If you don't succeed, let the
worms eat your body.

Understand? You won't have much
time left. What are you waiting for?

Go with me and I show you the
white wall, where you will paint.

Come on.

Follow me.

See my gift to you.

Nothing to eat, nevertheless
something special, behind this door.

I am sure you will appreciate.

Look.

All women are yours.

Have you ever observed them closely?

Look. Breasts.

Buttocks, legs...

How do you like it?
All yours.

Too little? Too fat?
Too big?

You can have it the way you want.

What else do you want?
They're all yours.

Sweet, beautiful, soft,
fresh, and young....

Beautiful, tender, gentle...

Whatever you like?.

And this one, you can't miss out on her.

You won't regret her.

Come, to my room where the white wall is.

I'm your friend.

Death, awaiting you too,

may perhaps obstruct you
in choosing the right colors.

What do you want from me?
Why are you here?

The nearest priest will redeem you.
Did you confess this morning?

I love you.

Your skin is pale, your mouth is dry,
you have difficulties walking...

Your eyes are dim.

I have to go now, but I love you,
I love you, you are old.

Come on.

I am so lonely, Everyman.

I am ill, Everyman.

You will die too, much earlier
than you think. I know it.

Here it should be, in this room.
I hope it is large enough.

Still an open space for you to fill.

Without cutting me open,
relieve me from my doubts.

You have to relieve me.

You must know that I have
absolute power over everyone.

Anything that can be touched
by two hands, is mine.

To make visible the invisible,
is your power.

See that white wall,
a space for your masterpiece.

Paint my God. Not yours,
but mine.

And you are?.
- Yes, yes...

The only one? The best?

Listen to me.

You have to design a torture
machine, on which somebody...

...can be put to death
in seven different ways.

An intelligent tool that in seven ways...

Don't interrupt me.

It should become a symbol.
A monument.

When you see it,
death will gaze at you.

It must look brilliantly.

Do you listen.
- Yes, yes.

Above all, it should be useful.
The first victim already exists.

Stop fiddling with that paper.

You already did figure it out?

Why didn't you tell me?

Go ahead.
Build it.

She barely breaths.
This house is cursed.

Everyman's wife has been
in bed for the last two days.

Everyman's wife looks really ill.
She is dying.

She is doing very bad.
It won't last long.

The visitors are leaving.

Most of them left. Nobody stays.
- It's going to be silent.

She is so alone.
She stopped breathing.

Her life is over anyway.
- She is dead.

She dies.

Wife. Wife.

I do love you.

Relax your mouth. Smile.
Tell me that it's easy...

...to hold you in my arms.

I will get you back.

I will...

Lonely.

I am so lonely.

Look at him.

My leg.

Help.

Come back, you dirty rats.

Come back, help.

My leg.

That thing should be torn down.

Torn down, away with it.

Everything is mine.

Everything.

Where are you all?.

Where is everybody?.

I can see you.

I only want to talk to you.
Don't go.

I only want to talk.

You have been my only friend.

Because of you, they've avoided me.
And now I ask you to stay.

Stay with me.

Listen.

Let's change roles.
You Everyman, me you.

What do you think?

You can have anything.

Stay here.

The entire castle is yours.

Stay here.

Where are you?

Why are you so afraid of me?
I made you an offer?

Me you and you'll be me.
I won't force you.

You are free to go wherever it pleases you.

You decide. I only want to follow.

While standing here,

I wonder what I was doing all that time.

I did not do this.

Now you really are Everyman.

I am the Fool.

You are Death.

I am alive.

You leave me behind.

It's my fate.

Are you there?

I am coming up there.
Are you there?

I am coming.

Here, take some wine.

Wine.

Don't be afraid, it's only wine.

If I'm bothering, tell me,
and I will leave you.

Just some talking.

Look.

They think I'm here.

He is not here.

Please drink. Go ahead.

They'll be back later.

If they can't find me...

I have to hide myself.

I'll be back, with more wine.

I love you.

I love you.

Stay with me.

I love you. I love you.