All language subtitles for Larte.della.gioia.S01E02.da.25.000

I CAN ONLY THINK OF YOU.
YOUR EYES, YOUR MOUTH...

I WANT TO SHOW YOU,
HOW MUCH I CARE ABOUT YOU.

Now you're awake.

Wear this under your suit.

Do you understand?

Here, close to your heart.

On your bare skin.

Tighten up.

I don't know, and I don't want to know
want to know what you've done...

- to make
Mother Leonora so furious.

But her instructions
were very clear.

It's time to be humble.
You need to ponder your mistakes.

You've become too haughty.

Now go inside.

Sacrifice and renunciation will help
you understand your sin.

You are a gift.

I don't remember how long
the terrible fever lasted...

- that plagued me with questions like:
"What did I say?"

"Why did I do that?"

Mea culpa. Mea culpa.

Mea maxima culpa.

When I was a kid
and had done something wrong...

- all I had to do was lower my
my eyes, shake a little and cry.

Then Leonora would take me
in her arms and comfort me.

To this day, tears run down my face
my face when it's needed.

But what could I do
in that dark cell?

Mother Leonora called me to the
the chapel because she wanted to confess.

I went there,
but I couldn't find her.

She's probably reading in the
the library. Let's go and see.

- You priest pig!
- You priest pig!

- Idiot priest!
- Idiot priest!

Priest pig!

I guess she let her emotions
run away with her.

She gets pneumonia. She gets
sick or worse.

Holy Mary, what happened?

Holy Virgin Mary!

From now on you can go for a walk
in the garden in the afternoon.

- I would like to pick oranges.
- Good idea.

You're not the only novice
who has been punished here, Modesta.

You have no idea how many girls
have come here against their will.

Maybe because of an inheritance case, or
because they had a physical defect.

Poor things who felt no calling.

They rebelled against us because they
wanted to go home and created disorder.

In time, the grace of the Lord came upon them.

- Was it the same for you?
- No, it wasn't. I chose to come here myself.

Thank God I have had the gift of faith,
since I was a little girl.

You should have seen Incoronata.
She cried a lot. So many tears.

Not to mention Ilaria.

- Ilaria.
- When she came here, she was furious.

Her family came with her,
when she was 12.

They had three daughters to marry off.
Poor Ilaria was the youngest.

All the lies she made up,
just to get kicked out!

She made up all sorts of things
to get away.

Who would have thought
she would become so pious?

How did it happen?

This happened thanks to the convent
and the love of Mother Leonora.

From riches to rags.

What a fuss you've made. It's still
still reverberates throughout the monastery.

- Boom! Bravo, bravo.
- Thank you, thank you.

Well, are you feeling better now,
you're not locked up anymore?

- Much better.
- That was great.

I was afraid
you'd wander around in your sleep.

I thought: "I hope the girl doesn't
gets a hunchback with all that punishment."

Now you have to pull yourself together
and pull yourself up by your hair.

Good girl. Come with me.

Do you know who you have to thank?

- that you can go outside
and get some fresh air?

Incoronata and Rosalia,
who found me unconscious.

No, fear. Fear and regret.

A few years before you got here

- another one of Mother Leonora's
protegee was punished...

and locked in his cell.

- Alone. Discouraged.
- What was happening?

She jumped out of the cell window.
May she rest in peace.

- Which cell? Mine?
- Of course it's mine.

That's where
she puts her proteges.

I found her on the ground
in the morning.

She wasn't breathing anymore.
Poor girl.

I have to go now, Mimmo.

They'll be here soon with food.
I have to get back to my cell.

Why are you in such a hurry? Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Follow my lead

Can you hear the trees in the forest?

Be careful, little buddy.

The tree tells me,
that an army is coming.

You can laugh as much as you want.

Now I know how I can ruin
your fun.

If I was allowed to breathe
fresh air because I fainted...

- by dying, I might have at least
at least won Leonora's favor.

I had to die.

Mother?

Mother Leonora?

There was no way out.

Leonora, don't leave me.

Can you hear me?

Open the door! Please, I beg you!
Why do I have to suffer like this?

I die this way,
and it is you who will kill me.

"Don't you dare do this again.
This is a place for contemplation."

"Ask the Lord for forgiveness."

Little buddy, come down from there.

Little buddy!

Little buddy!

I'm drowning! I'm drowning!

No, Tuzzu! Tuzzu, help me!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Can't you see
that I'm holding you?

As long as I hold you,
you don't have to be afraid.

Fear neither water nor fire.

As long as I hold you,
you don't have to be afraid.

Fear no water...

- Did anyone notice?
- No, and what a stroke of luck.

Make sure no one finds out.

- It's lucky she's alive.
- It's lucky she's alive.

- History repeats itself.
- What a shock!

Thank God nothing happened.

She's very weak,
and she has a high fever.

But luckily
she hasn't broken anything.

We were terrified.

Now she just needs to eat well
and get some rest.

Goodbye, mother.

I'll come and check on her tomorrow.

Can you direct me to the infirmary?
I'd also like to check on the gardener.

- Poor thing.
- Of course, doctor.

Mother ...

Praise the Lord.
She has opened her eyes.

Modesta...
I watched you while you slept.

You seemed so small.

Do you remember when you got here?

I used to calm you down,
when you had nightmares.

You cried and cried.

And in the next moment
you couldn't stop laughing.

I know your actions
are the result of torment and suffering.

You are alone in the world and need love more
for love than any of us.

Forgive me, Mother,
I know I have sinned.

Don't torture yourself.

You already have the love,
you need.

It's here.

It lies in God's limitless grace.

Mother, without your love
I have no reason to live.

Don't say that, Modesta.

Only God can give and take life.

What you did was a mortal sin.
You need to go to confession as soon as possible.

Well, there you are.

They slaughtered a chicken
for you this morning.

Rosalia also prepared heart
and liver. It's more nutritious.

May I, mother?

Can you sit up?

Come on, come on, come on, come on. You have to eat,
while it's hot.

Open your mouth.

Do you feel better in this cell,
like when you were little?

With Mother Leonora by your side?

I guess it was lucky,
that Mimmo was nearby.

He almost got hurt more
than she did to save her.

This man has a big heart.

What if Modesta had jumped
in the well at night?

Where no one had seen her?

Can you imagine that, mother?

She wouldn't be here now.

You must have been scared,
before you jumped.

Because you screamed so loud.

We all heard you,
when we were at Lauds.

That's enough, Ilaria. Come with me, please.
Let her rest.

- Good morning, Modesta.
- Good morning, Modesta.

- How are you feeling today?
- Much better. Thank you. Uh...

Then we'll be expecting you
for breakfast in the dining room.

I'll be right there.

ASK THE LORD FOR FORGIVENESS.

I WANT TO SHOW YOU,
HOW MUCH I CARE ABOUT YOU.

What are you doing in my room?

Get out of here! Get out now! Get out! Get out!

You tricked me, didn't you?
What is this thing?

You wanted to trick me!

Poor Modesta, do you feel
not loved anymore? Little kitty.

A fool like you who stinks of goat.

You did it all yourself, Modesta.
I am not your enemy.

Your enemy is in here.

Let's go!
Free yourself from it if you can.

Oh my god... Help! Help! Help! Help! Help! Help!

Enter.

Close the door.

- You wanted to see me, mother?
- You know why.

Take a seat.

Sister Ilaria is still in shock. It will
will take time for her to recover.

You attacked her for no reason. What was the reason?
Envy? Jealousy?

- Condescension?
- Call her.

Ilaria fooled me,
and she's fooling you too.

Tell her to come.
You are feeding a snake at your breast.

Don't talk like that
about Sister Ilaria.

She is a pious and faithful sister.

I told myself
that you could change, Modesta.

Once again, you betrayed my trust.

But it's not your fault.

It's all my fault. I made a mistake.

For years, I hoped
that the education we offered you...

- could pull you out of the muck,
that is your origin.

I thought we could make you
into an enlightened being.

But no.

You don't fit in God's house.
You will never be the bride of Christ.

The suit doesn't fit you.
You are not worthy of it.

Mother, you can't say that!

I go back to the dark cell
and do penance for a month.

I eat milk and bread
and pray day and night. I swear to you!

Enough of your teasing!
Stand up! Stand up! Have some dignity.

Don't make it worse. Sit down, please.

Your future is not within these
walls. You'll only wreak havoc here.

I've made up my mind.

Until you come of age, the best thing
for you is the orphanage in Petraperzia.

They throw me out like a dirty dog!

Listen to me.

They will teach you a craft.
In fact, you can choose which one.

A hand's work.
You can become a seamstress.

Embroiderer. Governess.

You're going to need it, because soon
the annuity you get from me will be over.

It was meant for a nun.
A pious woman, and you're not.

To help you, I asked
a doctor to issue a certificate

- confirming that you lost your virginity
your virginity as a result of rape.

You must realize that no man
will marry a woman

- without being sure of her
moral and physical integrity.

I don't want to be a governess!

I don't want to get married.
I don't want to be anyone's servant!

That's enough.

About what happened between us.

- and we'll never speak of it again.
Is that clear?

No one knows how much you belittled
my love for you.

To protect you, I didn't even mention it
not even during the confessional.

To protect me?

What are you doing?

That's it, that's it.

You don't want your servants,
because that's what they are...

- get to know
what you're really like.

You took me into your bed
to ingratiate yourself with me.

And I did it because you were beautiful.

Beautiful and with the voice of an angel.

Now that I look at you again,
you're dried up and stiff.

You're old and overwhelmed with fear.

That's why..,
you're sending me away, right?

Because you're afraid of it,
I know about you. You coward!

Stop it, Modesta!

I hate you! I hate you!

I hate you.

A hatred had erupted.
A hatred I didn't want to lose.

It was the right word
to go into battle with.

In the chapel, rosary in hand,
I repeated: "I hate. I hate."

Bent over the loom and in the evening,
before I went to bed...

- I repeated:
"I hate. I hate you!

"I hate you."

And the more I hated,
the better I felt.

I finally felt free.
Free in the wrong way.

I hate you.

Time was up.

I hate you.

The night had closed its doors.

My face will forever
chiseled in your gaze.

There was nothing I could do
but step into the darkness.

Modesta... Wake up, Modesta.

Modesta!

- Are there earthquakes?
- No, there are no earthquakes.

The gardener has found Mother Leonora.

She fell from the tower.
The balustrade collapsed.

What happened to her?

She is dead. Completely shattered.

Holy Mother of God ...

But her face was untouched.

Beautiful and peaceful.
She looked like a saint.

It's a tragedy.

Come and see her one last time.
Come and pray for her.

Come on, little buddy. I know..,
how happy you were for her.

And I fell down,
as if I myself had died.

Help!

How are you feeling, my dear?

They say you haven't
eaten or drunk for days.

But I feel better, Mother. Thank you, Mother.

I'm just moved because I
so often sat here with Mother Leonora.

I looked at Sister Costanza.

I know how much you've suffered,
and how much you miss her.

She seemed so beautiful.

Something had straightened her up.
She had a smile in her eyes.

She longed for
Mother Leonora's position.

The back of the chair ranked her.

I was almost sorry that I had brought her
brought her so much joy.

Gather your things.
They're coming to get you.

- Who?
- You can take the rosary with you.

The fine,
Mother Leonora so generously gave you.

Also the books and the image
of Saint Agatha.

- And the tapes. Don't forget them.
- Keep lacing your chest.

Especially now that you're facing
facing all the dangers of the world.

Pack your bags.
You will be picked up this afternoon.

- Come on, dear. We have things to do.
- Are you sending me to an orphanage?

Let's go! That's enough talk.
Hurry up and get packing.

Cheer up, little buddy.

- What is it?
- It's a modern device.

It can go so fast,
as if it was pulled by 100 horses.

Don't be afraid.

You know I'm old-fashioned
and I don't like modern things...

- But this is
breathtaking beauty.

As beautiful as a cathedral. Isn't it?

Is he a gendarme?

What are you talking about? He's the driver.

A kind of coachman.

Ms. Modesta?

Let me.

Do you want to say goodbye to them?

Here we go.

Get in the car.

You'll be fine.

Sorry, but we're running late.
We have to go now.

Where are they taking me?

I don't know about that.

But I'm sure
we won't see each other again.

Miss, can you hear me?

Open your eyes.

Smell this.

That's it. That's it.
They have color in their cheeks again.

The odor salts work.

It happens often.

Especially for ladies,
who are driving for the first time.

The excitement.

Lack of air.

Better?

Let's go.

Wait here.

Come on, let's go. It's this way.

Let's go.

This is where you should live.

If you need something,
you don't have to leave your room.

Just pull the brown cord
next to the bed...

And then someone will come along.

Thank you, ma'am. Where am I?

- What should I do?
- All you have to do is wait.

They will let you know as soon as possible.

- Good night. Good night.
- Good night. Good night.

Lyrics: Neel Rocco
Iyuno