All language subtitles for The.Leopard.S01E05.1080p.WEB.h264-EDITH_HI

[crickets chirping]

THE LEOPARD

AUGUST, 1862

[maid 1] Pass it to me.

[butler] Thank you.

-Can you take this, please?
-[maid 2] Yes.

[knocking on door]

[Stella] Yes?

[Concetta] Mama, did you send for me?

You will have to take these off
at some point.

They'll be removed in good time.

[sombre piano music playing]

Your father decided
that he should go to Turin.

He's considering whether
to accept the senator post.

No. I'm not prepared
to go with him as well.

-Please, would you?
-[Concetta] No, Mama.

I don't yet have the strength
to see Tancredi.

I'm afraid your father's doing much worse
than you can possibly imagine.

He hasn't been the same since Paolo died.

[footsteps approaching]

Concetta.

We'll go together.

[softly] Together?

I'll be with you. We'll go together.

That is simply marvellous.

-[music fades]
-[chuckles softly]

Even if you're only doing it

because you were asked to do so
by your mother.

If it's true we're similar,

then you know
it's not possible to force me

to do something I don't want to do.

And I'm a Salina like you.

[gentle waltz playing]

[train whistle blows]

TURIN
CAPITAL OF THE KINGDOM OF ITALY

[indistinct chatter]

[waltz fades]

[man] Please, this way.

Uncle.

How was your journey?

It was quite tiring.

I can imagine.

-Concetta.
-Cousin.

-[sombre music playing]
-Welcome. Shall we?

[Tancredi] Follow me.
I'll show you the apartment.

Ah.

GARIBALDI'S NEW ARMY
IN SICILIAN HARBOR

Our little drama's even making news here.

They say 4, 000 of them
are ready to march on Rome with him.

It's total folly, Uncle.

And you?
Are you cured of this attitude of folly?

Not entirely, Concetta.

Welcome, Salinas!

-Uncle.
-Angelica.

-[Angelica] Concetta.
-[Concetta] Angelica.

What a beautiful apartment this is.

I was looking at this painting
and the excellent brushwork.

It's delicate, isn't it?

Even if the colours are
in a duller palette

in comparison to the Bellini
in Villa Salina.

-Of course.
-Concetta, how is my aunt Stella?

Just as you would imagine her.

[Angelica] There's a surprise.

You should see the seats reserved for you
tonight by Chevalley at the opera house.

-The king will also be there.
-[Fabrizio] Mm.

-Really? Tonight?
-[Angelica] Of course.

There's so much to see, you know.
We mustn't waste a single moment.

Turin really is the place to be now.

Very well. Which opera is it?

We're going to see Nabucco, Uncle.

Ah.

[Tancredi] And you know what else?

The French ambassador to Italy
is also attending.

Can I say it now?

Angelica, there's nothing to announce yet.

Tancredi is one
of the candidates being considered

to go to the Italian embassy
in Paris this year.

-Paris, indeed?
-The ambassador from France is interested.

I would be most grateful
if I also had your support.

[Fabrizio] You will.

Come. I'll show you the house.

Has Concetta been herself?

Mm, yeah.

This is your chamber.

[music fades]

It's most beautiful.

I think as a nursery,
it would be perfect, don't you?

But it's far more likely to become
a room for billiards, though.

I am so happy you're here.

As well as Tancredi.

He talks about you being
the most intelligent person he's known.

He's always been quite the diplomat too.

You should get some rest.

[sighs deeply]

[sighs]

[instruments warming up]

[excited chatter]

[Chevalley] It's an honour
to host you here, Prince.

Especially as I'm most aware of
the tragedy your family is enduring.

You have organized
an active few days, I believe.

Yes. A visit to the senate tomorrow,
and, um…

Then, of course, your speech
at the National Club on Friday.

Uh, allow me to introduce
the French ambassador, Charroux.

My dear Prince.

-Pleased to meet you.
-[Charroux] An honour.

[Fabrizio] This is my daughter, Concetta.

[in French] Pleased to meet you.

The pleasure is mine.

[bell rings]

I am amazed at how acclaimed
the two of you have become here

in society in so little time.

I'm not entirely sure that's a compliment.

[Concetta] Mm.

Be honest with me, Concetta.
What do you make of all this?

Of Turin?

Of Italy.

Yes, this wasn't
what was promised, was it?

How is that so?

"A boat together from Messina to Naples."

"And then a train
to Rome or Florence or Venice…"

["Va, pensiero" from Nabucco playing]

[choir sings "Va, pensiero" from Nabucco]

[gentle string music rises]

[choir continues]

Garibaldi and his army have disregarded
the King's orders.

They have crossed the Strait of Messina
and arrived on the mainland.

Papa.

[whispering]

[ominous music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

[murmuring]

[Charroux] Are your king's orders
worth nothing, Tancredi?

Or were there others
that I wasn't informed of?

I know the king will send an army
to Rome as soon as possible.

If it's not immediately, we'll have
no choice but to read the equivocation

of your government as an international
declaration of war against France.

Ambassador, please.
I implore you to be patient.

Forgive me. I have to leave.

-No need to be hasty. Stay.
-I'm expected in Paris.

[in French] Ambassador, if I may.

If you leave,
you won't be able to attend the party

we're having for my uncle tomorrow.

What will we do without you?

Countess…

Uh, if this incident can resolve itself
in a timely manner, perhaps.

[in English] But now, I'm afraid
I've lost my appetite for Verdi.

Prince.

If you'll excuse me.

[excited chatter]

[Tancredi] Uncle, if Garibaldi
does manage to take Rome,

he won't stop until we're a republic.

People like us wouldn't last long
in an Italy like that.

If we want things to remain as they are,
in the future,

Parliament has to be seen to work.

[Fabrizio] I'm still not sure if politics
fascinates me or repels me.

But what I do know makes me happy

is seeing that you're achieving
all of your potential here, son.

I'm proud of you, my beloved nephew. Hmm.

You have a fine career path ahead of you,

and your marriage is one
that everyone would like to have. Huh?

I've no doubt that your mother
who's looking down at you

is also proud of you.

Thank you, Uncle.

Your wisdom's always meant a lot to me,
as I hope you're aware.

Oh, I meant to mention…
the imminent arrival of Don Calogero.

-No!
-Yes.

He's coming to find proof
of noble lineage, apparently.

[Fabrizio laughs] No!

[both laugh]

[man] The king sends troops
to repel Garibaldi!

Italy on the verge of civil war!

[Chevalley] Welcome, my Prince,
to the centre of politics in Italy,

the senate.

The heart of our new nation.

I hope you'll accept
and become a part of this.

The gifts we received
to commemorate our unification.

They're a wonderful display
of just how varied our united nation is.

This one here is from your Kingdom.

How typically Sicilian.

In what sense?

Everyone else has sent a gift
that at least has some… functionality.

A beautiful saddle,
a coat of chain mail, uh…

Look at the gift from us Sicilians.

A galleon made of coral.

And if it made contact
with water would sink.

Built aesthetically and for vanity.

This is exactly the kind of wisdom
that we desire

and that we desperately need
at this historic moment.

With men like you joining us,

violent enterprises
such as Garibaldi's march

on Rome will indeed be a rare occurrence.

[Fabrizio] Hmm.

One hundred and ten.

This colour
would suit you beautifully, Princess.

Very well.

I shall make sure it's sent to you
as soon as it's ready, my Princess.

I'm grateful.

I'm grateful to you as well, Angelica.

My opinion was that you should wear

something special
at your father's welcome party.

Are you this busy every day of the week?

Probably, yes. That way suits me.

Um… doesn't it ever bother you

not to have evenings together,
just the two of you?

People's marriage arrangements
are very different here.

[knocking]

-You can enter.
-[door opens]

It's from Count Bombello.

-It's a note for you.
-For me?

We shouldn't meet without my father.

-Or Tancredi, perhaps.
-Concetta…

You're no longer in Sicily.

So now it's time to show
your courage in Turin.

So, get dressed. [sighs]

[giggles] Count?

Concetta.

-I'm honoured you would meet me, really.
-Not at all.

Is your father not coming as well?

No, uh, neither he nor my cousin.

But I was assured such formalities
aren't necessary here.

Ah… I'm less certain of that than you are.

[both laugh]

The other night, I saw you at the opera,
so I'd guessed that I'd find you here.

-Well…
-Yes. You were right.

Um… an opportunity such as this one
must not be missed

while we're both here in Turin.

Your vision must be excellent,
to be able to notice me out of everyone.

No…

No, afraid not.

[both laugh]

No, I noticed you because

you were more splendid
than all the others.

[both chuckle bashfully]

How long will you be staying in Turin for?

That depends on my father.

Will he accept the post
they're offering, do you know?

I think he finds the idea… persuasive.

[chuckles lightly]

Do you not support the governors?

I'm not sure it isn't
a… a compromise, that's all.

Not a new dawn, though.

Not what I fight for or believed in.
That's all.

Shouldn't you be one of those
crossing the strait with Garibaldi?

Happily, my fighting's finished now.

And my own life takes over.

[both chuckle]

Would it be appropriate to see each other
again, before you depart here?

Are you not returning to Milan, though?

There is no other place I would rather be
that is better than being here with you.

[sighs] You must ask my father
the next time we meet.

Of course.

It'll be a pleasure.

[sighs]

[Concetta laughs softly]

-[sighs]
-[thunder rumbles]

[gloomy, pensive string music playing]

-[footsteps approaching]
-[knocking on door]

Who is it?

[door opens]

[Tancredi] May I?

[thunder rumbles]

You're so beautiful.

[sighs softly]

Seeing you again is more difficult
than I imagined, Concetta.

[chuckles softly]

Imagine the difficulty for each other.

[sombre music intensifies]

Well, you obviously hide it
better than me.

Concetta, are you ready yet?

One moment.

We ought to be going.

Yes, come on.

[sombre music fades]

[Chevalley] Signore and signori!
May I have your attention?

I have some very important news.

I'm delighted to report that Garibaldi
was defeated this afternoon in Aspromonte

by General Pallavicini.

Thanks to the King's decisive actions,

the rebels were stopped in their tracks
300 miles from Rome.

We've also heard that Garibaldi

was injured by a stray bullet
to the foot during the defeat.

How painful.
Not ideal for marching on Rome.

[Chevalley] In light of this good news,

I would like to propose a toast
to this gentleman.

Soon, we'll be honoured to have him
as one of our senators.

Our very special guest of honour,

Don Fabrizio Corbera, Prince of Salina.

[group] To the prince!

[indistinct chatter]

[intriguing music playing]

[Angelica] It has such a refined quality.
Don't you agree?

Although, in my opinion,

the Dolce I remember
that is hung in your library

conveys a more… expressive sorrow.

Have you ever visited Paris?

Ambassador, I'll introduce you
to the general.

I should do as I'm told.

If you'll excuse me.

[Angelica] Ambassador Charroux,
this is General Marini.

-[Charroux] Nice to meet you.
-[Marini] It's a pleasure.

[gentle music playing]

[music fades]

Concetta, I must speak with you.

Not here, though, with the world watching.

Where shall we go?

[tense music playing]

Take note of this address.

Via Lascaris, number 75.

Meet there?

[music ends]

[unsettling music playing]

[Concetta] Papa?

Are you all right?

Yes.

I'm ready to leave here.

You return with your cousin.

It would be my pleasure, Uncle.

-Good night, then, Papa.
-Good night.

My carriage is outside.
I'll be there as soon as possible.

[dramatic string music building]

[music ends]

-Tassoni?
-[chuckles]

[soft, intriguing music playing]

[music fades]

We're as surprised as each other.

Why are you here as well?

This is my house.

I must have got the address wrong, then.
I'm sorry to bother you.

No need to be.

As Tancredi mentions borrowing
the apartment so often,

I had no idea that the young lady
in question was going to be you.

"So often"?

Apparently, even you convent girls
aren't immune to his charms.

Please.

Follow me.

[sombre music playing]

[Tassoni] Come along.

[Charroux] Good night.

The pleasure is all mine.

[Angelica] Until the next time.

So the authority of a prince goes beyond
a girl's bedroom walls now, is that so?

Only when that girl's his niece.

What if that niece has been betrayed
already by her husband

two months after their matrimony?

If discretion concerns you,
there are plenty of hotels

that are a lot quieter.

And more discreet than this one, Prince.

Do you… want to be a Salina…

or would you prefer to be a whore?

[Angelica inhales sharply]

Men have been talking about me
since I was a child, Uncle.

You will promise me now
this will not ever happen again.

[tense music continues]

[music ends]

I was let in by Tassoni.

Is this where you bring everybody?

What do you mean, "everybody"?

You make it sound
like there were hundreds of them.

You told me you had things you had to say.

Since seeing you,

you've barely left my thoughts
for more than a moment.

I knew I had to see you again.

[Concetta sighs]

And what about your marriage?

If you're so preoccupied with my marriage,
what are you doing here, Concetta?

In truth, she was something I had to have.

I wanted to have.

More so in my poverty.

And to start with,
I had faith in my marriage.

I trusted it too.

Unfortunately, it became clear

Angelica and I had
nothing in common except ambition.

And all I'm doing
is spending day and night

imagining what it could have been like
between you and me.

So then…

[sombre music playing]

[sobbing]

[door opens]

[footsteps approaching]

Uncle, you're still awake.

I brought Concetta back here.
I accompanied her.

May I?

Sit down for a moment.

[sighs]

[music ends]

[Fabrizio] Your wife…

is in a relationship…

with that French ambassador.

[sighs]

Are you aware of what it is
that I'm trying to tell you?

Uncle, you don't need to worry about this.

It's all under control.

You need to understand the ambition
Angelica possesses to forward my career

is now greater than that in me.

What are you trying to say, then?

You agreed that she'd do this?

And encouraged this deceit, therefore?

It's all right, Uncle.

You have always had a lover,
as far as I can remember.

[ominous music rises]

Watch what you say!

I am still more than capable
of smashing your little face in!

[Tancredi gasps]

You're a ruffian.

A cheap pimp is what you've become.

[sighs]

[sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

[ominous music fades]

-[butler] Welcome, Signor Sedara.
-[Calogero] Are they having breakfast?

[butler] Yes.

[footsteps approaching]

[Calogero sighs, chuckles]

A beautiful picture of such youthful joy.

Angelica, my darling. [chuckles]

-Tancredi!
-Don Calogero, good morning.

Princess.

Mayor.

-Are you hungry, Don Calogero?
-Yes.

[grunts]

I must apologize for my uncle.

He's reviewing his speech
for this afternoon.

Oh, definitely excused.

It was so kind of you to come here
and lend your support to him today.

It's not the only reason, you know,
to be completely honest with you.

I see?

Angelica, as you're aware,
our family have…

mm, suspected for some…
for quite a while now

that there's a possibility
that we are ancestors of Baron Prizzi.

On the side of his mistress, of course.

Anyway, I want to confirm whether there is
any truth in what we've heard.

And, uh… I've also been told
that here in Turn,

I can find the best heraldists.

How splendid.
May all the luck in the world be yours.

However, the main reason
for my being here,

for undertaking this long
and difficult journey

to end up being here with you,

is that my good friend,
the prince of Salina,

is about to receive
another sparkling medallion

to pin upon his chest, huh?

Our Princess,
you must be so proud of your father.

I'm always proud, Don Calogero.

Is your mother…
has she recovered a little bit? Hmm?

A little bit more.

[Calogero] I understand.

Especially losing one's heir…

It's too…

It's too awful

to even contemplate.

I can't imagine.

And that horse, it was marvellous,
for such a beast to die,

under those circumstances…

Excuse me. I'm going to call my father.

[Calogero] Princess.

[Concetta] Excuse me.

[Calogero] Ah.

Papa.

Sedara's arrived.

It's difficult, you know.

What do you mean?

Arriving at my age to find
you got almost everything wrong.

But why would you think that?

Tancredi has always had my affection.

And the result is what?

[sombre piano music playing]

Whereas Paolo always had
to battle for affection.

And, in the end,
this fight led to his deathbed.

[sobs softly]

And I know it was all caused by me.

Even though no one has
the courage to tell me.

[breathing shakily]

You…

You have to have the courage to tell me.

Come on, Papa.

Come.

[music fades]

[man] Signore and signori,
may I have your attention, please?

I would like to welcome
members of the political club,

the many senators,
and all of our lady guests.

We are here today to listen
to a future senator of Sicily.

Don Fabrizio Corbera,

Prince of Salina.

Please.

To all the senators that are here,
ministers,

signore and signori.

In truth, uh, I've only been in Turin
a couple of days so far.

But I must confess
that this time has been invaluable.

As the days spent here
so far have reminded me

of who and what I am.

I am irreparably proud to be a…
a Sicilian.

For over 25 centuries,

we Sicilians have been bearing the weight
of wonderful civilizations,

all imposed upon us from elsewhere.

All completely foreign.

They were… they were… formed and complete.
And quite perfect.

But up to this point,
we have never had the pleasure

of seeing a culture emerge
from our island of Sicily.

For 2,500 years,

we've been no more than a colony.

Of course I have to admit that,
to a great extent, it's our own fault.

But evidently,
all these quests of domination, you see,

have left us all
with a feeling of resignation.

And as that is so, all we desire to do is…

I mean, it's about time…

is rest a little.

[scattered laughter]

We hate anyone who tries to wake us.

Even if they attempt to do it carefully

and with the very best
of intentions, however.

Like the case in question.

What you're all offering me
on this marvellous occasion.

But there's no ignoring that I am
a member of the old ruling class.

I am indelibly tied
to the old regime of Bourbon.

Uh… chained up happily.

Through decency,
if not affection. [chuckles]

I also belong to an unfortunate,
disillusioned generation as they struggle

with the old and the new world.

Unable to adapt to either, though.

And therefore, it is with…
such great humility

and real gratitude,

I'm obliged to decline
this most generous of offers.

[crowd murmuring]

He's offered a seat, and he refuses.

Incredible.

Of course, anyone else
would have joined the senate…

irregardless of what personal feelings
they possess.

Somehow…

he always makes me feel
so very proud of everything he does.

You should feel the same too.

I do.

Good day.

[Chevalley] I beg you to reconsider.

If honest men like you withdraw,

it opens the way
for those without scruples.

And then,
what hope will our young nation have?

I'd rather not beg, my Prince.

Just listen to your conscience.

But that's exactly what I did do.

You are a true gentleman, Chevalley.

I am truly delighted
to have made your acquaintance.

[laughs awkwardly]

[sighs] If I may, make a suggestion.

I have a name that I'd like
to propose for the position.

[grunts] Do tell me.

Over there, you see.

Father-in-law of Tancredi,
Don Calogero Sedara.

To your health! To your health!

[Fabrizio] He is most definitely
the right man for this position.

And also, you see,
his lineage is ever so long.

Or pretty long, so I'm led to believe.

Hmm? A perfect choice.

Excuse me.

-Concetta.
-[Concetta] Count.

Your father is full of surprises.

[chuckles] I imagine that you will depart
with him right away.

Well, if he's to leave,
I think I should, yes.

Yes, well, I will therefore have
to travel to Sicily to speak with him.

Until then.

I shall look forward to it.

[gentle, nostalgic waltz playing]

[exhales softly]

[Tancredi] Need anything else
for your journey?

-[Fabrizio] I don't think so.
-You'll have to excuse me.

Only this just arrived.

I couldn't resist opening it
when I saw the seal.

The overseas offer is official.
They want me in Paris.

Congratulations to you. To you both.

-[Tancredi] Thank you.
-Arrivederci.

[Angelica] Arrivederci, Prince.

-[Concetta] Thank you for everything.
-Pleasure to see you.

I'm happy for you.

Thank you, Concetta.

You've achieved
exactly what you were after.

Paris!

[waltz ends]

How completely stupid of me
to come up here.

[sighs]

What must I have been thinking
when I accepted their offer?

Let's go home, back to Sicily.

Hey, Concetta?

An ageing future that's splendid
and melancholic is awaiting there.

And you?

You know…

We shall marry you
with a husband that's Sicilian.

-Yes.
-Papa.

So you'll never leave us alone.

Papa, listen, please, will you?

Then you're able to support your mother
and your brother as well…

Where am I in this?

Papa, enough!

Enough of this absurd urge to try
to decide exactly what everyone is doing.

You mustn't control everyone's lives
like you're their puppeteer.

I need to build something of my own.

And begin to be in charge of
my own decisions without you there.

[sighs]

You have no idea
how much I love you, Papa.

I can't live in this world
you've created when it's down to you,

because I need to be able
to create my own world now.

[sniffles]

Count Bombello will visit
to ask you if he can marry me.

And I need you to accept
his offer when he does so.

I must have liberty to live.

[sniffles]

[gentle waltz playing]

Let us go back now.

[indistinct chatter]

[insects chirping]

[pleasant waltz continues]

[waltz ends]

BASED ON "THE LEOPARD"
BY GIUSEPPE TOMASI DI LAMPEDUSA

[dramatic music playing]

[music ends]