Original subtitles

In the Villa del Impera,

a formidable exhibition of men and weapons.

Il Duce salutes the heroic Legionnaires

who crushed the Bolshevik militias in Spain.

Oggi...

A crowd of 30,000 cheers the founder of the Empire.

The world-famous German star

Kristina Baumgarten

has landed at Rome's Ciampino Airport.

She will play the role of Tosca

in a major film to be produced by Davide Rieti.

Also in the cast, the famous English actor

James Clavel plays Scarpia,

and the rising young Italian star

Alfonso Ligouri plays Cavaradossi.

The film will be directed

by the renowned Hungarian director

L�szl� Moln�r.

Filming starts next week

at Cinecitt� Studios in Rome.

And now, to end, I would like to introduce

a young actor, Renzo Davario,

who is playing Spoletta.

And it is very exciting to introduce new talent

because they are, of course,

the future of the film business.

It's the boyfriend of the producer.

Light! Ha!

First film?

Yes. Uh--

Oh, Mr. Clavel? - Yes?

Are you excited to be working

with a great producer like Mr. Rieti?

Producers are all the same to me, dear.

About as much use as a eunuch in a brothel.

Kristina.

Otto. I didn't think you'd have time to come.

I always have time for you, my dear.

Besides, your participation in this film

strengthens the relationship between two great nations.

That sounds like something from a publicity handout.

It is. But it's true, nonetheless.

Any news from Siegfried?

I think he's in Prague.

But, then,

you know that, don't you?

I promised him I'd look after you

whilst you are here.

If there is anything you need during your stay,

call me.

Thank you.

Let me talk to Davide. - No.

Fired his own wife because--

whew-- just a moment.

Davide.

You were very crude to that poor girl.

You didn't introduce her with the rest of the cast.

But she only has a small part-- - No, no, no, no!

I want her to be seen!

All right--

Maria Grazia has quite a future.

Quite a body, too.

Just gossip.

Then can I count on you?

Of course.

You and I are in the same boat.

And don't forget it.

Don't worry.

I've talked to Davide. It's okay.

There you are, dear. Grazie.

I just wanted to say

I'm very happy to be working with you.

Oh, thank you.

I hate drinking orange juice,

but it's better than standing here

empty-handed, hmm?

And, uh, I'd better tell you

before anybody else does.

I'm a part-time alcoholic,

full-time morphine addict.

Is that what they call the English humor?

Yeah. Yeah, it could be,

except that it's true.

No. Sorry. I don't get it. Uh,

this is embarrassing for me.

Oh, God, don't be embarrassed.

No, I'm never embarrassed,

except at having to work in movies.

Why do it, then?

The money, dear. The money!

You're shocked!

I'm just trying to make conversation.

Now-- Now, what I really like is the theater.

You know? Being on stage?

It's-- It's a passion.

It's being alive!

Mmm? Ha ha.

No, no. Anybody can do movies.

You should have seen my Richard III.

Audience were with me all the way.

Managed to shake them off at the station.

Ah, God. Movies are second best at best.

You don't like film!

Oh, God. What's to like?

Well, it's the art of the people!

No. People? God--

Frankly, meeting you

has been a great disappointment.

Ha!

Thank you-- - Miss Baumgarten.

I swore I'd shoot myself if I didn't have the courage

to talk to you in 10 seconds. - And did you?

No, it took me 20. See, I'm not capable

of dying for you.

How old are you? - Um,

older than the Sphinx.

I have something to tell you.

On day, I'll write the conversations

between the voices in my head

and send them to you.

Are you Catholic?

No. Protestant.

That's a problem. My family have been

leading Catholics for centuries.

But you'll convert.

I believe in the teachings of the Church,

even though I get my mother to go to Mass for me.

So we'll be all right.

What are you raving about?

Our marriage, of course.

Oh, you're crazy, obviously-- - How?

How do you know? That's what everybody says.

I'm married.

I have a wonderful child.

Who the devil are you?

Marcantonio Altieri.

What do you want?

Nothing. I-- - Good.

Everything. Everything!

Miss Baumgarten, per favore!

Are you free this evening?

Of course.

I thought perhaps you were going to a fancy dress party,

in that costume of yours.

This is the uniform of a fascist,

and I'm proud of it.

Oh, I'm only saying

I don't think a black shirt suits you.

It's what I believe in.

Then why did you get me to order you three suits

and a dinner jacket from Caraceni?

A gifted young actor must have a wardrobe.

Remember? - Mm,

you are not an actor, and you are not a fascist.

You know what you are.

I wouldn't spell it out, if I were you.

No, you're right.

It doesn't do to name things,

but I'm very fond of you.

That's unfortunate, isn't it?

Yes, it is.

I want a softer seam, Daisy.

Well, I can take half an inch off the hem,

and, ooh, tighten this waistband,

get rid of these bloody wrinkles.

Lengthen it an inch here.

Only the front. The back's all right.

Well, I'm glad something's right.

Ta-da!

Oh!

What do you think? Hm?

It's a bit tight, but I'll lose weight.

Jamie Clavel, you old tosspot.

Daisy, you horse's ass.

Good God. Mmmm!

Haven't seen you since when?

The Return of Sexton Blake!

Another British film classic.

Closer! Closer. Here--

What are you doing in this hellhole?

Working. You get it when and where you can.

Yeah. Europe's a dangerous place to be, you know?

I'm English. They wouldn't dare touch me.

I wouldn't count on it, dear.

Would you have a drink later? - Yeah.

Daisy?

Daisy. - Mm--

Yes, I think it's fine.

And we can break it down a bit.

Now can we see you with James?

Yes, of course.

What have you heard of a young man

called Marcantonio Altieri?

Everyone in Rome's heard of Master Altieri.

Yes, well, he's pestering me.

He follows me everywhere in his car.

I don't know what to do.

I should accept his devotion as a mystic offer.

His gifts will shortly follow.

I don't want his gifts.

Uhhn!

What? - He's there again.

I have to get out of here.

Come with me.

I am the master of evasion.

And your husband. Was it Tristan?

Almost. Siegfried.

Is he a Nazi?

He's high up in the party. Why do you ask?

Sooner or later, you and I will end up enemies.

Ah, but we already are.

I'm Tosca, and sooner or later, I stab you.

Really must read the script.

I won't sign any more checks.

I'd rather put my hand in a cast.

It's only Tuesday.

They'll keep us rolling till Friday.

I can't do somersaults!

You must, my dear Gargano.

It's a circus.

Come. Nicoli. Jump here.

Now mark it.

Moln�r, for Christ's sake,

can you get this bloody woman to do something about this--

What is it, James? - I am not--

All right. I'm sorry, darling. Carry on.

Can we do the scene, please?

Jesus Christ!

Just want to do my job!

Mario.

You have enslaved my heart forever.

Lovely Tosca.

No, no! Not yet. Not yet.

I should be playing Cavaradossi.

Ligouri looks like a car salesman.

If he still has his pants on in the second scene,

he's in the wrong film.

At least you've got some lines.

I'll be lucky to get a close-up.

Work! Let's make a start.

Are you ready? - Ready, ready.

Ready to roll? - Ready, ready.

Roll camera.

Clapper board, please.

Scene 24, take 1!

Action!

Mario?

Tosca.

You have enslaved my heart forever.

Lovely Tosca.

I am your Tosca.

I'm yours forever.

Cut!

Is something wrong, Kristina?

No, no. I'm fine.

I'm sorry, L�zl�. Let's just go again.

Relax.

Just get rid of that boy!

First positions!

Get out! Stand by.

First positions! We go again right away!

Quiet!

Are you ready?

You idiot!

Scene 26, take 2!

Action!

Don't panic! Don't panic!

Fire!

No. - Come on. Come with me.

Watch out! Watch out!

Come on! Quick! Quick!

Stop acting like stunned mullets!

It was him!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Jesus Christ!

Don't you bloody Germans knock

before you enter a gentleman's room?

Well, I didn't know what you were doing.

Exactly. You didn't know.

Now you do.

Don't look so shocked. I told you what it was.

Well, I didn't believe you. I thought you were joking.

Why are you looking so surprised, anyway?

Must have seen this kind of thing before.

Berlin was the city of decadence in my day.

You obviously haven't been there for years.

The F�hrer's cleaned it up.

First Berlin, tomorrow the world.

Bloody marvelous.

What the hell did you come barging in here for, anyway?

That madman Marcantonio.

He just tried to set fire to the set.

He what?

Jesus Christ! Why?

Well, I don't know, but it's frightening!

Oh, God!

Must have been a declaration of love.

Oh, what? Setting fire to a studio?

I love you so much,

I set-a fire to myself, huh?

This is all a big joke to you, isn't it, James?

Ohh! So annoying!

English pig!

Oh, fuck.

Oh, Funaro. I'm losing days of shooting!

The fresco has to be repainted!

It's what I pay you insurance for.

You are forgetting it wasn't an accident.

And what do you call it?

An act of God?

A lunatic set fire to the studio!

You can claim damages from his family if you like,

but meanwhile, pay me!

The Artieri family aren't as rich as you think.

We'll put in a claim.

But meanwhile, you might have to wait for your money.

Funaro.

We have always done business in the past.

And I believe we will do business in the future.

Or will we?

You like it?

Uh-huh.

This will look perfect in your bedroom.

You think so?

Isn't it a little obscene?

No. Funaro. Art is never obscene.

It's true. It's true.

A gift.

And we are agreed on the insurance.

Yes.

Perhaps a little on account?

You are a great producer, Davide,

but my company would go bankrupt

if they were all like you.

That'll be the day,

when an insurance company goes bankrupt.

Be nice. Oh, come here.

Will the accident hold you up?

Only for a day.

Maria Grazia is very disappointed.

Hm. - She cries in the night.

Comfort her. - She doesn't feel appreciated.

She wants more close-ups.

I'll have a word with our director.

A word of advice, old friend.

You are being too obvious with that boy.

I won't allow anyone to control

or have any influence over my private life.

I might have to. There's a morality campaign

to clean up the film business.

So you have to be careful.

Don't forget, you being a Jew makes you vulnerable.

Oh, you're going to protect me. It's what I pay you for.

I can only protect you up to a point.

So please be discreet.

Why do I stay in Italy?

The money? - No. I could make money anywhere.

I stay because I want to make films.

That's all I want to do.

Remember what I said.

We wouldn't want to lose you.

I value our friendship.

And the income.

Of course.

That makes our friendship even more valuable.

And don't forget about poor Maria Grazia! - Mm!

Close-ups by the score.

Close-ups. Close-ups.

Why are you still wearing this uniform?

It's become a mania with you.

You have other suits.

Look good and dressing well

is essential for an Italian on the make.

I've sold them.

Why?

Gambling.

I still haven't paid off all my debts.

I need 500.

If I told you I didn't have it,

you wouldn't believe me.

Davide--

I need 500 now.

A debt for a fascist is a question of honor.

Is that why you wear the uniform?

To prove to the world that you are a fascist and a man of honor?

Of course not.

But, if you can't help me,

I understand.

Perhaps you need this more than I do right now.

Thanks, Davide.

I'll see you.

Scarpia.

Tosca.

You have the safe conduct? Of course.

Here it is.

Signed and sealed, as promised.

When you took that letter from me, you became mine.

What do you have for me in return?

Why did you do that?

Because I know when you've had me,

you'll cancel the safe contact.

This way, you won't get the chance.

You didn't trust me?

You're in the right place to die, Scarpia.

Ohh!

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Cut.

Very good! That's a print!

Great.

You were marvelous, James.

Thank you, L�szl�.

Take five minutes.

No, no. Let's make it ten.

The fresco Christ and the knife.

Did you see?

How carefully he covers their scenes.

He hasn't given me a close-up yet.

I'll have a word with Davide about it.

Don't bother.

He doesn't give a damn about us.

A quick word? - Can't it wait?

L�zl�, can I be honest with you?

Whenever a producer says that,

I break out in a cold sweat. - No, no.

Everything is beautiful.

Every frame is an old master.

But you are making too many of them.

Listen, dear. Don't teach me my profession.

In Hungary, cinema is done with close-ups,

as in the Soviet Union.

Moln�r is saying this,

and he learned film language in Budapest,

from Curtiz. - Now who is Curtiz?

You might know him as Michael Curtiz.

Ah. Captain Blood. A great director.

Yes. Also The Charge of the Light Brigade.

Robin Hood. He's Hungarian. - L�zl�, stop.

This is very interesting. Hmm.

But in Italy, cinema is made with money.

Prieti is saying this.

And unfortunately, we have less and less of it.

The dailies, my friend, are beautiful. Beautiful!

But you are taking too long.

If you are trying to frighten me,

you are doing a good job. - No! No.

No, no, no, no, no.

The bank has agreed to sign the contract.

But we have to stay on schedule.

We can't afford any mistakes.

Germany's about to invade Poland.

Nobody's interested in making movies.

Oh! We'll make them interested. - How?

I've got this idea.

In the love scenes between Kristina and young Ligouri,

I'll get Kristina to play it naked.

Naked?

It will be worth millions at the box office!

Completely naked?

Yes. Almost.

You would see her breasts! - Both of them?

Yes. - Have you spoken to Kristina about this?

No! But I will!

At the right time.

Good luck.

It's mad.

But it's a mad business.

Chop-chop!

Libert�! Libert�!

Libert�!

Liberty!

And we shall die fighting!

Too much smoke.

Kill the smoke!

What happened?

Are you all right?

Sorry! Sorry, I'm choking--

Cut! Get out! Get out!

Cut!

Did you get it? - Yes.

Great!

Print first and last.

Okay!

I think that completes it.

No more close-ups. Let's move on.

I picked them up from the printers this morning.

You'll find they're just classical. - Excellent.

Uh, thank you for saving me

from that madman the other day.

I just pointed you to the exit.

Well, I'm grateful.

That boy's crazy and dangerous.

Anyone would have done it.

Uh, don't worry.

I--

I didn't see a thing.

Have you seen Il Tevere?

Oh, I'm surprised you have time to read that trash.

There's a piece about you.

I don't care what they say about me,

as long as they say something.

You should care. You should sue them.

A Jewish producer suing a fascist rag. That will be the day.

It says everyone knows you are Jewish.

And it talks about your private life.

You and Renzo.

Well, if Il Tevere continues to publish

slanderous columns about me, I will have to--

cancel my subscription.

It's no joke.

I know.

It accuses us of being a cosmopolitan crew.

Full of degenerate subversives.

They even take it out on me for being Hungarian.

If they knew the whole story--

What am I supposed to do? Fire you?

No. But you can fire Marchesini up there.

Marchesini? He's my best set painter.

He's an anti-fascist! - We all are.

I know that. But he does something about it,

instead of sitting on his fat ass,

like the rest of us,

complain in whispers behind closed doors.

Shit.

Identification, please.

Visitors are reminded to be brief and to the point.

The minister has no time to waste.

Neither do I. I'm in the middle of making a film.

Ah, I know!

My brother-in-law's in it.

He's the officer who executes Cavaradossi.

He has dialogue.

He says "Shoot."

Wasn't it enough for you to be a Jew?

Did you have to be a homosexual as well?

Just don't tell me you're a Freemason!

You're a standing provocation to the Secret Police.

Tevere reporters. Nothing.

But are you sure of Renzo?

What do you mean?

Are you sure he's not an over-informer?

Are you sure of Maria?

What are you saying?

I'm saying sooner or later,

Maria will end up in bed with Renzo.

Those two have grandiose ideas.

I wouldn't be surprised if, between them,

they-- they drop us both!

How could Maria drop me?

I pay you protection money!

Only the two of us know that. Mm?

Unfortunately, Renzo knows it, too.

What?

I talk in my sleep.

If Renzo knows, then Maria knows, too.

No. Maria won't tell.

You trust her?

I love--

I'm besotted with her, but I don't trust her.

She won't tell because she will be dead if--

You'd kill her?

Like that.

But you say you love her.

Ha! I do. I do.

For now.

But I love money always.

Just make that poisonous pen shut up about us!

Or it puts us all in danger, especially the film!

Your big checks keep coming only if the film is finished.

Davide.

The banks want to pull out.

Because of the article?

Yes. They are scared.

I have reviewed the evidence.

You are an enemy of the state.

The sentence of this court

is that you be taken out

and shot.

You call this not an injustice?

No, no.

I call it state justice.

A different thing, my dear friend.

Take him away.

You're next.

You will not be tried today.

Why not? - You are too well known.

Besides,

I have other plans for you.

Cut! Yeah?

Kristina's close-up. Clavel and Ligouri.

Quick quick! Chop-chop!

Daisy! Daisy!

Too hot here.

Cut! Cut!

Please, don't-- darling.

Every time I come to Rome,

I feel as if I'm in the middle

of some huge film set, flooded with light.

You know, I'm starting to feel homesick

for the gray skies of Berlin.

Really? Well, I feel quite at home here.

An English tea room in the heart of Rome,

a stone's throw from where Shelley used to live,

a hundred years ago.

I met a traveler from an antique land who said,

"Two large and limbless legs

of stone stand in the desert."

Have you read Shelley? - No.

And on the pedestal, these words appear:

My name is Ozymandius, king of kings:

Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair.

Nothing beside remains.

Round the decay of that colossal wreck,

Boundless and bare,

the low and level sands stretch far away.

I saw you do that in a film once.

Oh.

Fire Over Berlin?

Yes, but I do it even when the cameras aren't rolling.

Do you think that rotten article

will cause problems for the film?

Well, if it was authorized by someone high up,

yes, we do have a problem.

I felt so sorry for Rieti.

I mean, nobody's got the right to trample on a person like that.

I don't suppose your husband would agree with you.

I don't think he'd mind so much.

He never listens to what I say.

Do you have a wife and children?

Three daughters.

Susan, Jennifer, and Madeline.

My wife-- she's been in a mental hospital

for fifteen years.

Madeline, she's the eldest.

She looks after the house.

And me, to a certain extent.

Well, it's thanks to her I've stopped serial drinking.

She doesn't know about the morphine.

Well, at least I hope she doesn't.

I got married when I was 18

and didn't know any better.

My husband is 10 years older than me.

I looked up to him.

I work in films,

and Siegfried works for the party.

We share the same roof, that's all.

Why do you stay with him?

I don't want my son to pay for my mistake.

And he would. The party would see to that.

Oh, no. No. No. No.

No. Look. It's, uh--

look, you see?

It's jam first.

Then the cream.

It's a trick you learn in England.

You see?

I'm glad you asked for a truce.

Here.

I'd never go to bed with a Jew.

Why not?

They put our Lord on the cross.

That was before my time.

They didn't do it to me. That's what counts.

They will.

Davide has been very good to me.

He picked me up from the gutter.

Without him, I'd probably be in prison by now.

You are stupid.

Why?

Because they take advantage of your beauty and youth.

That's all they want.

They don't want us.

We're just merchandise.

Something they buy and throw away

when they get bored.

And you are grateful.

I'm not grateful.

Merolle is a disgusting, sweaty old pig.

He doesn't look like that when you're with him.

Tell me you are jealous.

What would you do to keep Merolle away from me?

What would you do

to keep Davide from me?

Oh, Renzo.

Keep still.

How much did that reporter give you

to tell him all that filth about Davide and me?

I didn't.

But you are the only one who knew those details.

So what?

Shit!

Look!

Look what you've done!

I'm bleeding!

You deserve worse. - You bastard.

Renzo, I'm poor.

We are both dirt-poor.

We understand each other, don't we?

I understand that you betrayed me

and a friend of mine.

Your lover gives you nothing!

The reporter gave me 1,000 lire for this story!

That's 500 for you, Renzo.

Don't say another word.

Or I'll kill you.

I thought you weren't coming.

I changed my mind.

Hello.

There is a saying in Rome

that if you're not dead, you'll meet again,

and since we're not dead, we meet again.

Get out of my bed.

I can't. I'm naked under the sheet.

I threw all my clothes out of the window,

except my socks.

A man with honor cannot walk around without his socks,

and mine are monogrammed.

You're crazy.

You're wrong.

And I have a certificate to prove it.

They let me out of the clinic this morning,

with the doctors waving good-bye

and the nurses throwing roses.

Who are you calling, my love?

The hotel manager.

Then I shall leave, singing.

They'll take me to the border.

What border?

The border. The border. There is always a border

between here and there.

They tried last year,

when everybody was shouting "Long live Mussolini."

I was shouting "Long live Mahatma Ghandi."

I like to provoke, stir the blood.

Why?

Because you weren't there.

I love you, Kristina.

That's the explanation for everything.

You're the light of my life.

Please. Will you leave?

Will you promise to meet me again?

Hello. Yes. This is Kristina Baumgarten here.

Don't turn around. There's somebody in my room.

He's in my bed. - Non capisco.

What?

I told you not to turn around.

A gentleman must never shock a lady.

Till we meet again, my love.

Till we meet again.

Oh! My God.

I'm working for the government,

and I ran into a tree.

Please order me a taxi.

Thank you.

I'm very sorry. Is that your friend?

Yes, Otto.

Good-bye. - Good-bye.

Bad news?

My husband. He's been wounded.

I-- oh, my God. Badly?

No. It's not too serious.

Good. Are you going to see him?

No. I'm staying with the film.

Here.

Let me get you back to the studio.

Yes. I'll breathe easier there.

Our little bubble of unreality.

Oh, I, uh--

I heard about your friend.

The loony Altieri.

Hmm.

Is it true? He only had his socks on?

And a top hat.

My God.

A large one, I hope.

Come to here. See?

Yes, yes.

Bloody marvelous!

Thank you. - Fantastic. That was fantastic.

Oh, really?

Kristina, I'm sorry to hear about your husband.

Will you need a few days off to go and see him?

No, thank you. We've, uh--

we've talked about it.

We both feel my duty's here.

Oh, thank you. Thank you.

You're welcome. - Thank you. I'm very grateful

We would have been completely lost if you decided to go.

Oh, well, I would never do that.

When I sign a contract or make a promise,

I stick with it.

Same with me. - Uh-huh.

It's hard to find people you can lean on and trust.

Mm. - You can lean on me, dear.

Ha ha ha.

Final text!

Yes. Fine. Well--

I'll be around.

Marchesini! Marchesini!

Uh, you dropped this.

Thank you, ma'am.

Thank you very much.

Is that your son?

Yes, it is.

How old is he?

He's 8.

Mine's 10.

It's a pity they are made to march in parades

and go to war.

Yes.

It is.

Kristina!

We are waiting!

Quiet! Let's go.

I know!

Let's go.

We are losing the sun.

Good, Alfonso. Go to your marks.

Camera ready? Silencio.

Sound? Speed? - Ready.

Roll camera!

230. Take 6.

Action!

Captain! Captain! No!

I have a stay of execution!

A reprieve, signed by Governor Scarpia!

No. - What's wrong with it?

He hasn't signed it.

But he meant to! Go ask him!

I can't, madam.

Men! - No!

Resume firing positions! - No! I won't let you!

Tosca-- - Cavaradossi, my love!

All right, men! - No!

Ready! - Let him go!

Take aim! Fire!

Cut!

Beautiful. Beautiful!

A good master. - Yes.

I want lots of cover.

Guns. Triggers. Flowing body blood.

Et cetera, et cetera.

Montage.

I must have an edited sequence for Monday.

If Kunz is moved by it, we're saved.

The bankers will listen to him.

Not a dry eye. I guarantee.

We're seeing him tonight.

Talk to him about the film.

What do you want me to say about my masterpiece?

No, don't say masterpiece.

Just say it'll make a lot of money.

And how are you, my dear?

I'm all right.

Listen, I'm having--

I'm giving a little party at my house tonight.

I would be delighted if you would attend.

Oh, yes!

It's in honor of Arthur Kunz. The Swiss banker.

Oh. Is he any relation to the pianist Charlie Kunz?

I don't think so. - Oh...

He's a favorite of mine.

He wrote "Clap Hands, Here Comes Charlie".

Make up! Go now, go now.

Everybody--

Quiet! Quiet, everyone!

Who the devil are you?

You are trespassing. Out.

Are you the boss?

I'm the director.

Hmph. We are looking for Francesco Marchesini.

Marchesini?

Marchesini?

There are some people here for you--

What do you want with Signore Marchesini?

He's wanted for questioning.

No, we need him here.

I'll stand guarantee for him.

Don't make me laugh.

I will be all right.

Thank you, sir.

You're coming with us.

You're nothing but bully boys.

Have you got something to say?

My mother always taught me to be polite.

But there's no need to smile at policemen.

You are in the real world now, Marchesini,

where we can do what we like.

Take him away.

You are very fortunate to spend half your time

in Rome, and keep your base in Zurich.

To be safe in Europe today,

you have to have two houses.

Rome has the Vatican to protect us,

and Zurich has the Union of Swiss Banks.

Money and religion.

They both guarantee a kind of immunity.

Have you ever thought of migrating to safer climes?

No. Rome is my home.

It's not safe for a man like you.

Aren't you afraid?

It's not courage. It's a sort of blindness.

A sense of "It can't happen to me."

Why? Because you are a film producer?

Yeah.

Ah. I'm gonna suck your blood.

Would Mr. Arthur Kunz

dance to a song by Mr. Charlie Kunz?

Ho ho!

There's no relation, as far as I know!

But I'll gladly dance

with a beautiful young woman.

Do you think he'll help, boss?

Yes. If he thinks he can make a profit.

So, can you see the ghosts in the square?

Oh...

Yes! I can. - Mm-hm.

And you can stop lusting after it, Tumiati.

It's not for sale.

A good gallery owner must, above all, be patient.

Oh, I'm sorry Kristina couldn't be at the party.

She got word from the German Embassy.

Her husband's in active service.

He was wounded in the leg.

Oh. Can I use that for my book? - Certainly.

But the German Embassy won't like it.

They don't like publicity

about their soldiers being wounded or killed.

Oh. Yes.

I understand.

So you're telling me

that the storm troopers never die?

Marchesini helped me when I was in trouble.

He seems like a good person.

He isn't accused of being bad.

Just anti-fascist.

Well, he must have done something wrong.

Mm! Oh, yes. Sorry.

I forgot I was dining with the Marie Antoinette

of the Third Reich.

It's not that bad.

I don't say they should eat cake.

I'm just trying to understand what's going on.

Ah. The real world is creeping into our little bubble.

Outside, Czechoslovakia has been invaded by Germany.

Italy's occupying Albania.

Pretty soon, the whole of Europe will be at war.

And if we're not careful,

some of us will be caught far from home.

Anyway,

I'm still asking myself what I'm doing here with you.

Are you? - Yes!

I like women who laugh. You don't laugh nearly enough!

I prefer blondes. You're a brunette.

I like women who are medium height,

rounded, uncomplicated.

You're tall, slender, and subtle.

Well, I-- I can't say

a nihilistic, alcoholic morphine addict

is my kind of man.

Thank you very much.

So,

what are your plans after the film's finished?

Uh, I don't know. This, um,

Rattigan chap's got a new play on the West End.

I think I rather blotted my copy book in that department.

Anyway,

I don't think that far ahead.

Out of my way! Make way

for our Abyssinian heroes!

There goes the ambiance.

Just pretend they don't exist.

Just look at me, James.

Look at 'em. Eh?

Bloody toy soldiers.

No, and don't drink so much.

You said just a drop to keep me company.

This one changed my mind, all right?

What would you like?

Something special!

Karlina, you're needed in the kitchen.

I will take their order.

James, it's all right. Just

look at me and talk to me. Mm?

Someone told us that you had a new waitress.

They didn't say she was so pretty.

She's not the only beauty at this place.

See that woman over there? That's Kristina Baumgarten.

Oh, great.

Now they recognize you.

It's all right. All they can do

is ask for my autograph.

Everything all right?

Calm down. Don't drink so--

Now you're getting drunk. - What?

James, please. Just sit down. - Don't tell me--

For God's sake, this is ridiculous.

You're scum.

What did you say? Repeat it!

You're scum. Again?

We are heroes!

No! James!

Ah! You imbecile!

It's sublime.

I was at a gala performance in Lausanne,

back in 1918.

What memories.

Oh.

The neighbors, protesting about the noise.

Renzo, lower the volume.

I'll try and calm them down.

Rome has become a real bore.

At 10:00, they want us all in bed.

Ah, you should try Paris.

Now, there they really know how to enjoy themselves.

Ah, Paris. Yes.

It would be a pity if we have to destroy the place.

You have to do something, Davide.

I don't know where they've taken him.

Ah, Mr. Arthur Kunz?

This is our very own Kristina Baumgarten.

An honor, madam. - Nice to meet you.

All right, something terrible's happened.

They've arrested James. Arrested? What do you mean?

Two policemen came and took him to prison.

All right. Sit down, Kristina.

Sit down. Try and relax.

Please. Now tell us exactly what happened.

Surely it's a misunderstanding.

No. No. There was an argument,

and James hit a man who was staring at me.

I tried to stop him, but it was impossible.

Where were you, exactly?

In a restaurant, in Trastevere.

In Via del Matonato.

But James is an actor.

We don't arrest actors

for causing a disturbance in a restaurant.

It's the done thing.

Luckily, I think I know the restaurant.

The owner is a friend of mine.

Where is the phone?

In the hall.

Oh, thank you so much.

I need a cigarette.

Don't worry. Don't worry.

Everything will be all right.

Yes, yes. I understand.

I'll take care of it.

Thank you.

So I wouldn't mind a glass of water or something.

Well, just, there were these three men.

These very big soldiers. They were drunk.

Well?

I'm afraid it's a little more

complicated than I thought.

Your Mister James

knocked down a decorated war hero

of the Abyssinian campaign.

But James is a hero, too!

Oh, maybe, maybe.

You only escaped arrest

because you are famous German star.

James is only an English actor,

so he wasn't so lucky.

I need him on the set tomorrow!

He'll have to stay in jail overnight.

But I should have him out by morning.

Let's go.

Oh, James!

James! Are you all right?

I'm so sorry-- - You look terrible.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

What did they do to you? - No, no. Come on--

These German women.

They look as cold as ice,

and then you find out different.

I'm just glad we got him out.

It could have cost me a day's shooting.

So sweet.

That's so-- thank you. Coffee?

Here, James. Let me.

Are you all right?

Augh-- I--

You know--

I think you may be right about Maria.

I, uh--

really must thank both of you

for getting me out of that place.

Thank you.

It's what producers do.

Promise not to let it happen again.

Unless provoked.

If you are, try not to do it to a war hero.

There haven't got many out there.

Come on, James. Drink your coffee.

Ready! Take aim!

Captain!

Captain! Captain!

I have a stay of execution. A reprieve,

signed by Governor Scarpia.

What's wrong with it? - He hasn't signed it.

Oh, but he meant to! Go ask him!

I can't, madam!

Men! - No!

Resume your firing positions! - No!

I won't let you! - Take her away!

Cavaradossi--

No! Get off me!

All right, men!

Ready!

Take aim!

No! Cavaradossi!

No! Don't shoot!

Let me go! Cavaderossi!

No! - Do it!

Fire!

Cavaradossi!

No!

It's brilliantly done, Moln�r.

A superb piece of moviemaking.

Thank you.

But there's too much violence.

Oh, this is only a rough cut.

And execution is violent.

Without the execution, the story is meaningless.

Maybe.

But I'm against it.

I don't want to see an execution on the screen.

Executions are an everyday occurrence these days.

Maybe that's why I'm against it.

I think you artists can do a lot

as messengers of peace.

But this is an anti-war film.

My Tosca is a hymn for freedom.

It's against violence, oppression, dictator--

Are you mad?

I personally guaranteed this film to the Ministry!

Take back what you said immediately,

or I will have you deported!

Oh, please, please, please.

There's no need to get over-excited.

I'm sure Moln�r can cut the film to everybody's satisfaction.

Yes. I mean, it can always be seen as

the heroic struggle of Scarpia

to root out anarchy and subversion.

And in doing so,

it costs him his life.

Ship is taking water from all sides, matey.

It's time we left for England.

My friends.

Davide.

Why don't you get out?

Hitler wants a war, and he will have it.

Danzig's doomed.

France and Britain.

Meanwhile, I have to find a guarantee for the bank.

I'm willing to offer my

collection of paintings as collateral.

Is it that bad?

Tell him, Gargano.

Unless we get money from the bank,

I'll have difficulty meeting the payroll.

I can't let these people down.

They work. They slave.

They put their talent and their guts into this film.

The least they deserve is to be paid.

I'll talk with my board.

Good work, Moln�r.

"Confident I can count on your support

"in these troubled times.

"Yours, Davide Rieti."

Lord, he's fighting for his life, poor bugger.

I'm surprised you didn't get a letter.

Maybe I get special treatment.

Remember, I'm a star.

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

But if they don't pay you,

you're in the same boat as the rest of us.

I think he'll pay.

I think Davide is an honest man.

I'm sorry,

look me in the eye.

Now, tell me Davide Rieti is an honest man.

Remember, he's a producer.

I'm looking.

Mm-hmm.

Davide Rieti is an honest man.

I believe you.

Why do you believe me, James?

Because you're honest.

So let's give him the time he needs

to finish the film, hmm?

I'm glad.

If we don't get it today,

we don't get it at all.

Daisy, where is everybody?

Mr. Moln�r,

Kristina has a question.

Oh, yes.

Well, this is just an intimate scene

between you and Cavaradossi.

So I-- I cleared the set.

Why?

Meine liebe, this is an intimate love scene.

I want the audience to see

what your Cavaradossi sees.

Ohh. Like what?

You naked in bed with Liguori.

Ah.

Naked?

Not completely naked, just...

your top half.

And you really think

this will help the picture?

Yes.

You know, Daisy,

the funny thing is they don't seem to know

that before being in movies,

I worked in a cabaret in Berlin.

Thank you.

Are you married, Daisy?

I was, to an Italian. - Ah.

But, um, it didn't work out.

Oh.

Do you have any children?

Two.

They're safe in England with my mother.

Have you ever noticed

that men can fight the bloodiest wars,

but at the first sight of a dirty nappy,

they scarper.

Yes, I have noticed that.

So how long have you known Mr. Clavel?

Jamie? Oh, for years.

We've made three movies together.

He's a good man, despite--

no, because of his vices.

He pretends that he--

that he doesn't care, but...

it's not true.

Okay?

Fine, thank you.

Right. We're ready.

Good.

Good?

Yeah.

Alfonso.

Alfonso.

Alfonso, you are on!

I'm here.

What is the panic?

Get out of there.

Aie! Aie.

What do you want?

I want this to be the hottest thing

since Greta Garbo and John Gilbert.

You don't want me

to fall in love with him, do you?

Um, no offense, Alfonso.

No, of course not. Just act.

I know it's hard, but try.

So how much do you want me to show?

I leave it to you, Kristina.

Well, is this enough?

Madonna!

We've been friends for years, Davide.

I'd be taking advantage.

No, I should refuse.

I don't want to, but I have no choice.

I'll sell everything except the the Morandi.

The market is very low.

When people are afraid,

they invest in gold and jewels.

I only have great paintings.

Yes, they are great. You always bought the best.

I have to finish this film before war breaks out

and they put a stop to the whole thing.

I'm gambling I can pull off one last film

before the floodgates open.

Why are you still here?

You have relatives abroad. You would be safe with them,

and you could keep your paintings.

I've got to sell.

I've never understood

your passion for films, Davide.

It's a beauty.

It's one of Scippione's best.

How much will you give me for it?

No, you will not believe it,

it's so ridiculous.

I'm ashamed to tell you.

I'm sorry, old friend. That's the maximum.

I'll take it.

Miss Baumgarten,

Signor Clavel,

Gr�zie. Gr�zie.

Thanks.

Thank you, James.

To-- - Our guest of honor,

the great Kristina Baumgarten.

The girl I knew when she was in her teens,

and who stole my best friend from me.

Hey, you knew Siegfried.

He was my best friend.

I received a letter from him this morning.

He insists I stay and finish the film.

Of course. To Siegfried, duty before anything else.

Oh, uh,

isn't that the tune from your last film?

Yes, it is.

You were marvelous.

Well, Sirk is a great director.

He's fled to America. - Why?

His wife is Jewish.

I'd like to dance, James.

James.

What?

Oh. Oh, yes.

Of course.

See you later, old chap.

Our first great reception.

Don't you think?

Mmm.

Kristina should be happy.

Mmm, she is magnificent.

I'm behind in her pay,

and she told me not to worry.

Excuse me, I have to interrupt you.

But the Princess wishes

to have a word with you, Kristina.

Princess?

Hell.

Allow me to present Kristina Baumgarten.

The Princess Domitilla Giulia Altieri.

Uh--

You're beautiful.

No wonder my grandson

has lost his head over you.

Come with me.

I want to talk to you.

I must be honest with you, sir.

I don't like actors,

especially English ones.

I could say I don't like Germans,

but I'd be lying.

I mean, there's, what, Beethoven, Bach,

Goethe, Thomas Mann-- Waiter.

No, it's, uh,

just the Nazis I don't like.

We wanted to meet you to apologize in person

for my grandson's behavior.

He hasn't bothered me for weeks now.

Because after the display in your hotel bedroom,

we had him hospitalized.

Marcantonio's ancestors

were princes, statesmen,

great soldiers.

It's not easy for him to live up to their level.

He's too honorable

to join in the current rat race.

You don't understand a thing about me, Grandmother.

My grandmother is wrong about me.

I have no wish to live up to the history of my ancestors,

warmongering thieves

and high-class whores.

I fell in love with you because of your core beauty.

I saw something else in it,

a warmth and vulnerability only I could see.

I knew we were soulmates.

Come, Marcantonio.

Come.

I've lost touch with humanity, Kristina.

Are there no more hopes

or high dreams of visions.

I can no longer see through walls.

The moon and the stars aren't enough.

We're going home, Marcantonio.

He can't help it.

Diseases of the spirit

can be worse than physical ones.

I wouldn't have thought

you'd know about those things.

And stay away from him.

Yes, I will.

I mean, the English actor.

Ohh.

He's in danger.

Everyone on the film is.

I thought the German government

wanted me to do this film.

Yes, it did. But things change.

We will be at war with England

within weeks.

My advice is everybody leaves.

Kristina,

you will be considered guilty by association.

The film is not finished.

Thank you.

Let's get out of here.

I'm tired.

"Eternal sorrow for the death of our love."

"So I welcome death."

"Because the pain of living is too much to bear."

Don't come in.

Oh, my God.

Go to my room. Wait for me there.

I'll-- I'll deal with it.

They took him away.

If you want--

James, please, just hold me.

Here.

Cara, you look beautiful.

Ci�o.

Espresso, please. Two.

Due.

Do you have your passport?

Did you get your visa?

Yes, sir.

It's not a joke.

I found out your name is already on the next list

for precautionary arrest.

Precautionary arrest? What's that?

We're about to go to war.

You're not trusted.

If you're lucky, they'll boot you out.

Why me?

Why?

1, you are a Jew.

2, you're a homosexual.

3, your film crew

contained one known Bolshevik.

You haven't forgotten Marchesini.

And if that is not enough,

you have an Englishman in a starring role,

a Hungarian director--

The Hungarians are our friends.

Yes. But are you sure

Moln�r doesn't have some Jews in his family?

We only have a few more days of principal photography.

Just a few more days, then the film is finished.

No. You will be finished if you don't get out now.

Don't you understand?

If you stick around,

you will end up in jail,

or worse.

It's as bad as can be.

So you will leave tomorrow morning at 9:12 for Milan.

I reserved a place for you,

first-class.

You will arrive at 5:25

at Central Station.

At 7:10, you'll get

the connection for Chiasso.

When you arrive in Lugano,

call your friend Kunz.

That's it.

Why are you doing this for me?

We are friends.

We've been friends for years.

I'll look after your house in Villa Remolo

while you're gone.

Everything has got to be legal, you know?

I wouldn't want people

to think I was protecting a Jew.

Sign it.

Of course not.

Being your friend doesn't come cheap.

L�szl�.

L�szl�, you have to finish filming tonight

and be wrapped by the morning.

Impossible. - L�szl�, please.

Do your best.

I have to catch a train first thing in the morning.

It's my last chance, it seems.

That bad?

It's worse.

There's no more money.

Davide, I will do my best.

I hate to say this about any producer,

but I've grown fond of you.

I don't want anything to happen to you

because of me.

And you, what will you do after this?

Go to America.

War or no war, I want to start making movies

with plenty of money and no taste.

Ladies and gentlemen!

Boys and girls.

We are going to shoot

the last three days of the schedule

before sunrise tomorrow.

I am asking you to do this for Davide,

who has given everything,

everything but his shirt for our film.

So let's make a start.

Chop-chop.

Cavaradossi.

180,

take 1.

Action.

Help!

No! No!

Aah!

Get off!

Oh!

My love.

Cut! Cut!

Darling, darling. You are wonderful.

Wonderful. Darling, wonderful.

Darling, you were wonderful.

You were also good.

One more. One more.

Place!

Quick, stunt man, quick!

Action.

Bravo!

Bravo!

Action.

Look at the moon

and the stars.

The moon

and the stars there.

Cut.

Look at his hands. They are too clean.

More dirt.

Please, makeup, please.

More dirt on his hands.

We must live as if it were forever and ever.

Even if this is our last night on Earth,

we must act as if it is our first,

and be thankful.

The sun will rise,

and the world will be bathed

in its morning light.

We have to believe that.

Cut.

Print.

Lights!

All right, it's a wrap.

I'd like to thank everyone for their magnificent work

through the whole of this production,

particularly, the last few days.

Now it's over, I can say

that I didn't think we could pull it off,

but we have.

We've got something we can be proud of.

Oh, L�szl�, L�szl�.

Let's celebrate.

Hear, hear!

Daisy.

Jamie,

Are you leaving for London tomorrow?

Yeah. I'm going by Luce

and picking up transport there.

Would you mind if I tagged along? - No.

There are no plane or train reservations left

till Thursday.

And I've got a gut feeling that, you know,

the sooner we Brits clear out, the better.

Well, welcome aboard, Daisy.

You did a marvelous job on this film, L�szl�.

Thanks. That means a lot to me.

You know, I'm catching a train to Switzerland

first thing in the morning.

You left it bloody late, Davide. You know that?

Yes, I know, I know.

But I wanted to see the end of the film. - I know.

People like us have celluloid for blood and brains.

We risk our lives for just one more shot.

Well done.

So it's all over.

Yes.

Uh, frankly, I'm amazed they got this far.

Well, it was worth it.

I hope so.

God, look at all these people.

So close for months,

never see each other again.

Don't leave me alone tonight, James.

No.

It's too late for us, Kristina.

We'll be far away tomorrow.

I don't care what happens tomorrow.

Who's there?

Davide, where have you been?

What are you doing?

I'm just taking a last look around.

Who knows when I'll be

inside a film studio again.

It's all make-believe.

Maybe that's why I love it.

The outside world is so rotten.

In here, it's so much better.

Davide, you have an early start--

No. This is where I'm going to spend my last night.

I will stay with you, if you like.

They showed Ben-Hur here.

Henry Wilcoxon and Ramon Novarro.

He was a homosexual too, no?

Was he? Good for him.

You know, this studio did all the big epics.

The wonder of the movies is in here.

Look up here,

in the flies.

The moon and the stars.

Orion,

Saturn, Venus.

All in their proper places.

Just waiting for the lights to be turned on.

It's started.

Perhaps I should--

Morning, sir.

Um,

the matter of Maria Grazia

has been taken care of.

Good.

Is that all, sir?

Yes. Come back in five minutes.

I have one more loose end.

The city's getting ready.

It's going to be a day of parades and rallies.

Il Duce will be making a speech.

I'm glad we'll miss it.

Mmm.

We're not leaving the city.

The city's leaving us,

forcing us out.

I'll miss Rome.

I'll miss you, James.

I think I'm going to cry.

Uh, you don't have to.

I think the scene will play better if you don't cry.

The audience will know you want to cry.

I will know you want to cry.

Therefore, you don't have to cry.

Oh, you damn English.

Everything is a joke with you.

How does anyone know what you really feel?

I think you know me well enough by now.

Duce! Duce! Duce! Duce!

So-- So what will you do when you get back?

Um, well,

I'm too old to fight, thank God.

They'll find something for me to do.

Are you sure you want to go back to Germany?

I don't want to, but I must.

Why?

My son. - Oh.

I've neglected him far too much already.

I understand.

I wish I didn't,

but, uh, I do.

No, you should get him somewhere safe,

you know, to protect him.

Switzerland, maybe.

Oh, God.

Listen to me, giving advice.

You'll know what to do.

Well, I hope so.

It's time to be moving.

Yes.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Can you put that one in last, please?

Yes. - Thank you.

Good-bye.

Arrivederci. - Thank you.

Aah!

I put your dinner jacket in your suitcase.

I don't know where I'll use it, but thanks.

What freight are you?

Carriage number 5.

I prefer the front.

I've never been to Switzerland or Milan.

Renzo, I'm sorry I can't bring you with me,

but it's too dangerous.

I don't know where I'll end up.

I know.

Thank you for coming.

I appreciate it.

I'm sorry i-if I--

Davide...

He's my son.

Oh, yes.

You must be proud.

He is very handsome.

Yes.

Yes, he is.

Are you Davide Rieti?

Yes.

You're wanted for questioning.

Please come with us.

What is all this about?

We have orders to take you in.

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