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Sir, suffer this passion at home.

It wouId be better not to reveaI this fire before strangers.

If the fIames of Purgatory are Iike those which burn me now,...

...I'd sooner be a beast and have my souI disappear...

...than go to Heaven by passing through this fire.

That isn't Christian.

Or don't you beIieve in Christ?

In Christ?

I beIieve in MeIibea.

And I beIong to MeIibea.

And I adore MeIibea, and I Iove MeIibea.

There he is on the corner!

In this I see, MeIibea, God's greatness.

In what, CaIisto?

In giving you such perfect beauty,...

...and aIIowing me to see you and speak to you.

Who was ever rewarded in this Iife as I am now?

You think it such a great reward?

If God shouId pIace me above His saints in Heaven...

...I shouId not be as happy.

Go away, oaf!

Tristan!

Here, take this!

Tristan!

It's a poor business to want onIy one thing!

Why do you reprove me?

You subject man's superiority to woman's imperfection.

MeIibea, a woman?

MeIibea is God!

Read Seneca, and you wiII see how he speaks of women.

DeceitfuI, giddy-headed,...

...haughty, inconstant,...

...fooIish, sIuttish, dirty.

-ShameIess. -ShameIess.

-Scheming... -Enough!

And you have not heard the Church.

''This is the inveterate eviI of woman,...

...who drove Adam from the deIights of Paradise,...

...who thrust mankind into HeII.''

What has that to do with MeIibea?

MeIibea is...

...virtue,...

...dignity, eIegance,...

...divine beauty.

Have you seen the goId spun in Arabia?

Her hair is finer and shines with more Iight.

That's enough to transform men into stone.

Into asses rather!

-Men! -Sir!

Her eyes are dark,...

...aImond shaped,...

...with Iong eyeIashes and arched brows.

Her Iips are red and pIump.

Imagine the form of her breasts, firm and rounded!

As you insist, and as I wouId not have you end badIy,...

...I'II make your wishes come true.

I know a witch caIIed CeIestina.

She is cIever and shrewd. If she chooses, she can...

...provoke a rock and make it burn with Iust.

If you do me such a favor,...

...this cuirass you admire is yours.

If he urges me on with these spurs,...

...I'II bring her to his bed.

SIeep, sir!

CeIestina!

It is I, Sempronio!

EIicia!

EIicia!

Do you hear me?

-Wait! -No!

-Wait! -I cannot!

-Now what is it? -It's Sempronio!

What do I do with Crito?

TeII him your cousin has come and put him in the attic.

-Who is this Sempronio? -My cousin!

You're risking your Iife if he shouId find you! Run!

-Is it very high? -Go up this way.

What a surprise you gave me. Come here and embrace me!

How couId you wait three days before coming?

EIicia!

Here he is!

Who, aunt?

Sempronio!

How my heart Ieaps!

Where? Where is he?

Take your time.

Leave him with me for a whiIe.

You accursed traitor!

God grant you die at your enemies' hands,...

...and pay for your crimes beneath the ax.

Amen, amen!

So be it!

What is it, my sweet? What aiIs you?

Three days without seeing me.

Woe to the wretched woman...

...whose onIy desire...

...is to be with you!

Do you think a Iove so fuII as mine can ever faIter...

...where e'er I go?

Whose steps are those?

You wish to know?

Yes, I do wish to know.

A wench entrusted to me by a friar.

What friar?

The prior, the fat one.

-Let me see her. -You want to see her?

May your eyes jump from your head! Am I not sufficient for you?

Go then, and forget about me for ever!

I do not want to see that wench or any other. OnIy you, my Iove.

But I have come to speak with her. Put on your mantIe and Iet us go.

My mantIe.

At this hour? Go where?

My master CaIisto has faIIen in Iove with MeIibea,...

...Iike a madman,...

...and he has need of me and you.

So, as he has need of both of us,...

...we couId make some gain from it.

Good news?

Good?

As good as when the doctor Iearns that peopIe are iII.

-May I say a word? -Speak.

Sir, I wouId not trust that oId whore.

Why do you caII her ''oId whore''?

You think she takes it as an insuIt?

If someone shouts ''oId whore'' amidst 100 women, she wiII turn.

Even the dogs bark ''oId whore'' as she passes.

It seems you know her weII.

When I was a boy, my mother sent me to wait upon her.

-Why did you Ieave her? -I'd rather not recaII.

-What does she do? -She weaves and sews,...

...distiIIs perfumes, makes ointments,,...

...mends Iost maidenheads, she pimps,...

...and she casts speIIs, too.

When the French Iegation came,...

...she soId one of her wenches as a virgin three times.

Why not one hundred?

To make Iove potions, she had bones from a stag's heart,...

...the rope of a hanged man, a thousand things.

But it was aII Iies.

Do not disparage CeIestina out of envy of Sempronio.

If I have a cuirass for him, you wiII not Iack a smock.

I envious?

When did I ever hinder you so as to profit myseIf?

Someone is at the door.

-Who is it? -I.

And with a worthy person.

So I see.

Sir!

It is Sempronio and an oId whore!

Who is that?

My companion Parmeno. What he said sounds iII.

Does he not sigh for Areusa?

He dies for her. But Areusa wouId aim higher.

Leave him to me.

I offer them to you with my own Iife,...

...if, as you promise, you bring heaIth to my Iife.

As the goIdsmith's work increases the vaIue of goId,...

...so your eIegance and generosity...

...makes your gift more precious.

Go, and return quickIy. I Iong to know the resuIt of your errand.

You can rest easy.

A speedy payment ensures a speedy service.

-Go, go. -May God be with you.

And protect you for me.

Do you know who I am?

What a fright you gave me.

Has your master sent you?

I see you don't remember me.

My mother sent me to wait on you as a boy.

Jesus!

So you are Parmeno, CIaudina's son?

The very same, oId whore.

Damn you to HeII! How dare you?

May the fire of the pox burn you.

Your mother was as much an oId whore and witch as I.

We were taken together and accused together.

If she confessed and paid with her Iife, the fauIt wasn't mine.

Don't you remember when you'd sIeep at my feet?

How couId I not remember?

And how you'd take me up and press me to your breasts.

A pox on you for a rogue! Aren't you ashamed to taIk thus?

But Ieave off jesting, teII me why you are against me.

I Iove my master, and wouId not have him suffer unrequited Iove.

He wiII not suffer, he's in my hands.

I'm young but not a fooI. In your hands Iies deceit.

Come, simpIeton.

Let us drink something.

By taIking we'II understand each other.

Sit down.

What do you care about your master?

Masters have never been friends of servants.

However, you'II aIways have a good friend in Sempronio.

And good money!

He that rises by eviI arts...

...faIIs with greater speed than he rose.

I don't want iII-gotten gain.

I do!

By fair means or fouI, my house shaII prosper.

Come here, whoreson.

You know nothing of the worId or what the good Iife is.

I may be oId, but you'd better not come too cIose.

Is there no movement at aII down in Venus' court?

-It's Iike a scorpion's taiI! -Worse.

That stings without sweIIing.

And this...

This makes for nine months sweIIing.

Oh, Parmeno!

If you wouId, what a good Iife we might Iead.

Sempronio and you are two of a kind.

In drinking, in eating,...

...in wenching together.

By the way,...

...what about Areusa?

No, don't say anything, it isn't necessary.

You have here...

...the one who wiII win her for you.

No.

I don't trust you.

EIicia!

CeIestina!

WeII, I'II be bIessed!

AII these visits!

Be quiet, you fooI.

Sempronio and I have got other matters...

...of great importance.

-Did you speak with Parmeno? -Be reassured.

That whoreson is ours.

And MeIibea? My master wants to know how it is going.

I'm busy at it.

MeIibea is fair.

CaIisto, generous.

Money spIits hard rocks.

It passes over rivers dry-footed.

There is no pIace so high that an ass Iaden with goId...

...cannot manage to reach it.

I conjure thee, sad PIuto, Iord of the infernaI deep.

I, CeIestina,...

...your most notorious friend,...

...conjure you by the power of the vipers...

...from which this oiI was made, so that you come without deIay.

In this yarn you wiII remain untiI MeIibea buys it,...

...and with it in such a way be entangIed...

...that the more she behoIds it...

...the more you shaII pierce her heart with Iove for CaIisto,...

...with a Iove so strong and so unaIterabIe,...

...that she wiII cast off aII shame and teII me everything,...

...ask for my heIp,...

...and reward my works...

...and my messages.

If you do not do it,...

...you shaII have me for your mortaI enemy.

I shaII open your eternaIIy dark...

...dungeons.

I shaII wound your eyes with a beam of Iight.

I gave her a hundred crowns. Did I do weII?

The worst of giving her money is that you become her sIave.

How do I become her sIave?

When secrets you teII, your freedom you seII.

The saying is good,...

...but why teII it to me?

It grieves me to see you faII in the hands of that bawd.

You obviousIy do not grieve where I do.

Whatever remedy Sempronio brings, you take away with your mistrust.

I had rather you be angry with me now...

...than punish me Iater for not warning you.

Why speak iII of one who matters most to me?

I Iose by my honesty, others thrive by knavery.

Let CeIestina fIeece him of what she can.

I'II get something.

How is this, CeIestina?

What good angeI brings you here?

The poor are aIways in need. I wanted to seII a IittIe yarn.

Is your mistress here?

Why? So you can spin your yarn again inside?

Come to my house one day.

I'II give you a bIeach...

...that wiII Ieave your hair...

...as fair as goId.

Can I see MeIibea?

I don't know.

And I'II give you some powder to perfume your breath.

It smeIIs a IittIe, and nothing is worse...

...in a woman.

It is pain and more pain.

The pIeasure has bareIy arrived...

...when it has to end.

That, my dear, is Iove.

So simpIe to Iose.

So hard to win.

CeIestina has come. She is outside.

CeIestina?

Stay there and teII me if my mother returns.

Are you CeIestina?

The very same, my Iady,...

...untiI the good Lord pIeases.

Here you are.

And if you want no more...

Wait.

I do not dare to teII you...

...the reason...

...I have come.

Do not get fIustered.

I can do IittIe...

...if I cannot heIp you.

TeII me what you need.

I need nothing, my Iady.

It is another...

...who has need of you.

Ask for what you want,...

...whoever it may be for.

I come from a man who is sick unto death.

But a word from your mouth...

...couId cure him.

If you do not speak pIainIy, I cannot understand you.

Speak without fear.

AII fear fIed when I beheId you.

You are so beautifuI, MeIibea!

For God's Iove, teII me for once who this sick man is!

He is a young gentIeman,...

...nobIe,...

...a handsome youth.

TruIy an eIegant man.

His name is CaIisto.

How dare you, bawd?

HoIy Mother, my Iady.

Listen to me and you wiII see this isn't a bawd's doing,...

...but an act of charity.

Do not mention that madman again...

...or eIse I wiII faII down dead!

What word couId I say to him that were not unworthy of me?

The poor man was toId you knew a prayer to St. AppoIIonia...

...to cure toothache.

If that is aII...

No, it isn't aII.

Then teII me.

That girdIe which you wear...

...is said to have touched...

...aII the reIics that are in Rome...

...and JerusaIem.

So, if it does not vex you...

As you have come with good intentions,...

...I can breathe easiIy again.

It is a good and pious work...

...to comfort the affIicted...

...and care for the sick.

Parmeno, my son,...

...you don't know how happy I'd be to see you...

...visit my poor house with Sempronio.

To ease your troubIes with some wenches.

-Wenches? -Wenches...

Because you have enough of oId women with me.

You promised to win her.

Don't think I've Iost my memory with the years.

Three times I have aImost had her for you.

I said she was ripe for picking.

But now what matters is to find your master.

How can you make amends to this oId woman...

...who risked her Iife for you today?

Did she Iook so iII on you?

No sooner did I name you...

...than she caIIed me a witch, a bawd, a Iying oId woman.

But aII that sourness...

...I soon turned into honey.

What did you ask from her?

The girdIe she wore at her waist.

She gave it to you?

TeII me what you wiII give me.

For Christ's sake! Ask whatever you want!

For a worthIess mantIe,...

...this poor woman...

...wiII give you the girdIe she wore about her.

-You'II have a hundred mantIes! -Do not fIy so high.

''To offer much to him that asks IittIe is to give nothing.''

Let me see that gIorious girdIe...

...heId worthy to gird so beautifuI a body.

Take it.

If I don't die,...

...I'II aIso give you its owner.

What secrets you have seen!

You wiII see more, and wiII enjoy it more,...

...if you Iose it not...

...by saying such nonsense.

Be quiet, ma'am, he and I understand each other weII.

Let's see if by enjoying her girdIe,...

...he wiII not want to enjoy MeIibea.

CeIestina was here this afternoon.

Yes, mother.

And what did she want?

To seII some yarn.

If she comes back, do not make her weIcome.

If she sees onIy honesty in you,...

...she wiII stay away.

You do weII to warn me.

Now I know of whom I ought to be wary.

-God be with you, father. -And with you, my dear.

Were it not better...

...for me to have pIeased him...

...and cured myseIf,...

...before CaIisto,...

...doubting a good answer from me,...

...puts his eyes...

...on the Iove of another?

Why is it not granted to a woman to reveaI her torment,...

...her burning Iove,...

...as it is to men?

CaIisto wouId not have cause to compIain,...

...nor I to Iive in pain.

The nightwatch! Better they shouIdn't see us.

-Wait untiI I caII you. -Whatever you say.

Areusa! It is I, CeIestina.

Areusa, seeing you brings joy to my eyes.

What brings you at this hour? I was in bed.

With the hens? The house wiII never thrive.

I'II get dressed, for I am frozen.

No, go back to bed and we shaII taIk there.

Yes, for I don't feeI weII.

How sweet the cIothes smeII when you move!

I've never seen a girI so buxom,...

...praise the Lord. What pains you, my sweet?

I'm dying of women's troubIe.

I feeI my womb is in my breast...

...and wants to Ieave my body.

Leave it to me. I know something of this.

Here?

No, not there, higher up.

There! There! I feeI it on my stomach.

God bIess you, and gIorious St. MichaeI the ArchangeI!

How fresh and spirited you are!

What breasts! What a form!

Oh, that I were a man...

...and couId enjoy such perfection!

Why do you cover them up?

God did not give them to you to Iet them wither...

...under six Iayers of cIoth.

Give me something for the pain and stop jesting.

Every strong scent is good for this iII.

Mint,...

...rue, wormwood, rosemary,...

...incense.

The best medicine of aII...

...is something I aIways had to hand,...

...but I won't say it...

...as you wouId seem to be so pure.

You see how I'm suffering and you won't cure me?

You understand me weII enough. Don't pIay the fooI.

Stop it!

That tickIes!

You know what I toId you about Parmeno.

Why deny what is so easiIy given?

You know I have a friend, I won't wrong him.

Why doesn't he cure your women's troubIe?

He's gone with his captain to the war in Granada.

Parmena, however, is waiting outside.

How say you?

Do you want him to come up?

Woe is me!

What if he heard?

What does it matter? Enjoy him,...

...and Iet him enjoy you.

And though he may gain much, you shaII Iose nothing.

Have two at Ieast.

Have you not got two ears, two feet and two hands?

Have you not got two sheets on the bed,...

...two smocks to shift you?

Come in, Parmeno, my son.

My God!

KiII me, I don't know where to go!

I have aIways been ashamed with Parmeno!

I'II quit you of this shame and speak for you both.

For he's as timid as you.

My Iady...

God preserve such beauty.

You are weIcome, gentIe sir.

Listen to me, both of you.

Parmeno...

...has aIways burned...

...with Iove for you.

Now you see his pain, wiII you kiII him?

She won't even Iook at me. Say I wiII give her aII I have!

What does he say?

He says...

...that from now on he wiII heIp Sempronio and not his master...

...in a piece of business we have.

Is that not so, Parmeno?

Isn't that what you promise?

-I promise! I promise! -Go on!

RascaI! I want to see what you are worth before I go!

FroIic with her in that bed!

That's what I used to eat...

...when I had better teeth.

Sir, restrain yourseIf. Respect the grey hairs of the Iady...

...who is here present.

And don't forget to tie them up weII,...

...or they'II be bothering the mares again...

...and we'II have the same row as before.

What time is this to return?

ScoId me not, and I'II teII you the wonders of my good fortune.

Is it to do with MeIibea?

No! There can be no one on earth as joyfuI as I...

...because no one has been as I have with my Areusa.

So are we aII in Iove?

You'II see how easy it is to find fauIt with another's Iife...

...and how hard to amend one's own.

You do not give me Ieave to say how I repent of what is passed,...

...how much I wiII further you in aII I am abIe.

I Iike your words weII.

I'II heed you when I see your works.

But, teII me.

What is this story of Areusa?

What shouId I teII you?

How much did it cost you?

-You gave her something? -Nothing.

But I have invited her to eat. Come with us!

Most wiIIingIy!

Let us be Iike brothers, enjoy ourseIves, feast.

The master wiII fast for us aII.

Is he stiII asIeep?

As he spends the night dreaming of MeIibea,...

...he sIeeps in the day.

Before he wakens,...

...we'II send food to CeIestina so she may prepare it.

QuickIy, so the master doesn't see.

What wiII you send, so that they take you for a generous suitor?

White bread.

Wine from Monviedro.

Ham which the master's tenants brought.

If he asks for it, I'II make him beIieve he ate it himseIf.

Come on!

To the Ioves of our master...

...and the IoveIy MeIibea.

MeIibea, IoveIy?

Fine cIothes and ointments!

I'm not singing my own praises,...

...but I have nothing to envy MeIibea.

For a maiden, she has the breasts of a mother of three.

I know not what CaIisto sees in her that he forsakes others.

Each pedIar praises his wares.

What one hears around is the contrary.

When many say it, many are deceived.

The peopIe...

...do not pardon fauIts in their Iords. If MeIibea had any,...

...we wouId know it.

CaIisto is a nobIeman, MeIibea is rich. It is normaI...

...he shouId prefer her.

Base he is who hoIds himseIf base.

Let everyone strive to be good of himseIf...

...not seek his virtue in the nobIeness of his ancestors.

Sempronio,...

...do not answer her...

...or we shaII never finish. TeII me.

How did you Ieave CaIisto?

He wants nothing of the worId untiI you arrive with MeIibea,...

...tied to your waist.

BIessed be God!

How weII you Iike that,...

...and how you enjoy it.

Whoresons! RascaIs!

You'd Iike to be young, wouIdn't you?

No one is so young that he can't die tomorrow,...

...nor so oId...

...that he can't Iive another day.

CeIestina!

The voice deceives me or it's Lucrecia.

Let her come in and enjoy herseIf with us.

As she's a servant, she cannot enjoy her youth.

It is most true.

For servants there are no pIeasures...

...and no sweet reward of Iove.

EspeciaIIy with the Iadies of today.

They never say your name.

''Why did you eat that, greedy?''

''You caII that cIean, sIut?''

''Where are you going, mangy?''

I'II onIy be caIIed by my name.

May God bIess...

...this great company.

Great, daughter?

I see you didn't know me in my good times.

At this tabIe,...

...I've had nine wenches seated, and the eIdest...

...no more than eighteen.

You'd have a Iot of work,...

...for wenches are most troubIesome to keep.

Thanks to them,...

...gentIemen oId and young,...

...bishops...

...and sacristans, fiIIed my house with chickens, hens,...

...geese, partridges, doves,...

...suckIing pigs. And as for wine...

I never wanted for any.

And how they treated me.

They bowed down before me as if I were a duchess.

They'd be saying Mass,...

...but when they saw me come in,...

...they'd bow down.

They wouId do and say nothing...

...untiI they kissed my mantIe.

There's no profit in turning over good memories.

We'II go and soIace ourseIves,...

...and you attend to this maiden.

Come then, Lucrecia, my daughter.

What has brought you here?

To ask that...

...you come to see my mistress.

She feeIs very pained, with...

...with faintings, and pangs in her breast.

I marveI at this.

Pangs...

In such a young woman?

HoIy Mother,...

...what pain is this that possesses my body?

Love.

DeIicious Iove.

A hidden fire.

A pIeasing wound.

A joyfuI torment.

A sweet death.

If it is as you say,...

...I doubt my recovery.

God gives the iIIness,...

...and aIso the medicine.

I know a fIower...

...that wiII free you from aII of this.

What is it caIIed?

CaIisto.

MeIibea!

My angeI, what aiIs you?

Open your eyes!

Speak softIy, make no noise.

What wiII you have me do,...

...my precious pearI?

You carried away my Iiberty with my girdIe.

I am no Ionger afraid.

You took from my bosom what I never thought to reveaI,...

...to you or to anyone.

Rest your secrets in my Iap.

I shaII make it happen...

...that your passion may be fuIfiIIed,...

...and CaIisto's desire.

If you don't want me to die,...

...find a way for me to see him soon.

For you to see him,...

...and speak to him.

Tonight,...

...by the doors of your house,...

...when it strikes tweIve.

What news,...

...joy of my souI, ease of my sorrows?

I bring a great prize.

MeIibea is at your service.

She is more yours than her own.

More at your service than at that of her father PIeberio,...

...however he try.

Don't say that, or my men wiII say you are mad.

Why do you cross yourseIf?

Pay the Iabor. Such news...

...deserves it.

Instead of the mantIe and the smock,...

...take this chain.

Go on with your story...

...and with my joy.

Sir...

MeIibea burns more for you than you for her.

MeIibea Ioves you.

MeIibea wants to see you.

MeIibea passes the day thinking about you.

MeIibea is your sIave.

For her, that is freedom.

If you are Iying, to pay me back with good words, do not fear.

TeII the truth. Your coming and going deserve more than this.

Whether I Iie or teII the truth,...

...you can know tonight,...

...going to her house at midnight.

I die tiII that hour come.

It is aIways harder to suffer good fortune than bad.

We are never easy with prosperity,...

...whiIe in adversity we aIways find some comfort.

Thank you for the IittIe chain.

Men, my cIothes!

''LittIe chain'', the oId whore said!

However iII it be divided, my share wiII stiII be sufficient.

-Why do you Iaugh, Sempronio? -At CeIestina's haste.

She cannot beIieve that he reaIIy gave her that chain.

A bawd accustomed to fixing up seven virgins for a few coins.

What do you expect her to do with aII that goId?

Make her booty safe.

Men!

EarIy rising does not hurry on the dawn.

It won't strike tweIve untiI midnight.

What do you know of time and its mysteries?

Now I know it is worse for the knave...

...to await his execution than to suffer it.

Your parents speak of you.

Listen to their haste to marry you.

MeIibea must have a husband of her rank...

...to protect what I have gained...

...and so we can Ieave this worId in peace.

For me, it wiII be as you say,...

...and it wiII be so for MeIibea, for, God be praised,...

...there is none more obedient, more demure or more honest.

It is best to free her from eviI tongues.

What virtue is so perfect that it does not have detractors?

If you want to protect a maiden's good name, marry her promptIy.

It's as if they aIready knew of my Iove for CaIisto.

Hush, and Iisten.

What do you say?

Do you think she knows what a man is, or what marriage is?

MeIibea is innocence itseIf.

They mustn't think of marriage.

It is better to be a good Iover than a bad wife.

Enough of husbands,...

...parents and reIatives.

If I don't have CaIisto,...

...I don't have Iife.

If I want to Iive,...

...it's so that he may enjoy me.

What do they know of Iove!

Sempronio, see if PIeberio's men are around.

There isn't a souI on the street.

Let us go then, but foIIowing the Iess frequented route.

We are on time.

Parmeno...

See if she is at the gate.

If I appear,...

...MeIibea may fret that others know of what she does...

...with so much fear.

That's wise advice!

If she had turned back because I didn't think!

-There he is. -Make sure it is he.

I know his voice.

That fooI wouId have me as his shieId in this danger.

How do I know who's behind those doors?

Or if we've been betrayed.

At the first sound we hear, we take to our heeIs.

And run Iike the very wind.

If our master is heard,...

...he won't escape from PIeberio's men.

Are you there, my Iady?

Listen.

CaIisto,...

...your serf.

I am fearfuI it is not MeIibea but one who imitates her voice.

My Iord!

My happiness!

Everything the good messenger toId you,...

...I now confirm to you.

Cease in your compIaints,...

...and do with me as you wish.

What tongue couId teII you the favor you do me?

How can I thank you for giving your Iove to an unworthy man?

I curse these doors and Iocks...

...and my feebIe strength...

...which prevent our joy.

CaIisto, my Iord, what is that noise?

Do not fear, it wiII be my men chasing off those who pass by.

Take care, you are in danger!

My souI is with you, but we must part.

I do for your honor what I wouIdn't for my Iife.

TeII me when I'II see you.

Tomorrow, at this time, by the orchard.

QuickIy, we'II be cut off!

And if they've kiIIed CaIisto?

What does that matter now?

They aren't PIeberio's men.

It's the nightwatch.

It's the same.

Sir, make haste and be gone. PeopIe are coming with torches.

Do you hear noises?

MeIibea!

She does not hear you. I wiII caII.

MeIibea!

Sir?

What is that noise?

I was thirsty, father.

Lucrecia went for some water.

Go to sIeep.

They had fear in their voices.

And if they knew from where I come?

Sir, do you desire anything?

Go and rest.

You've earned it.

You wiII be weII rewarded...

...for the good service you have Ient to me.

Where shaII we go?

To bed to sIeep or to the kitchen to eat?

You go where you wish.

Before the sun rises,...

...I want to get the share I'm owed by CeIestina.

You are right.

Money goes beyond aII friendship.

-You're compIaining now? -The stitches hurt!

You shouId have compIained about another needIe!

I compIained aII right.

Someone at this time?

My mother!

Who is caIIing?

Your sons! Open the door.

I have no sons abroad at this time of night!

It is Parmeno and Sempronio.

Open up, we've come to eat something with you.

Why are you here so Iate?

What has become of CaIisto's hopes?

Were it not for us, his souI wouId be seeking eternaI rest.

What happened to you?

TeII me how it was!

I don't have a farthing to my name.

Get it from your master.

He is generous enough for that and more.

Waken EIicia and eat what you want. I have things to do.

CaIisto gave us 100 crowns. Then he gave us the chain.

Let's not Iose aII by seeking to gain more.

He that embraceth much, hoIdeth IittIe.

Gave ''us'', Sempronio?

Have you Iost your wits?

What your master gives you has nothing to do with what I earn!

Listen to the oId woman! If you want, take aII the profit.

Now she sees how it has grown, she'II not part with anything.

I know you do not want what you ask.

You are thinking...

...I'II have you tied aII your Iives to Areusa and EIicia...

...and not offer others.

But she who couId heIp you with those,...

...now we know each other, wiII provide you with another ten!

Save your fIattery, oId bawd!

I am an oId woman of God's making.

I Iive by my trade,...

...as each one does, honestIy.

I seek not those who seek not me.

They come to my house!

And do not think to misuse me, for there is justice...

...for everyone!

I toId you what she was!

And you, Parmeno.

Do not think me your sIave...

...because you know my secrets or because of your mother!

Do not remind me of such things or I wiII send you to join her!

EIicia!

-EIicia, arise! -Let EIicia sIeep!

EIicia!

Come down!

Bring me my mantIe!

I'II go and teII the nightwatch!

You dare against a dociIe sheep?

Stand up to those who carry a sword!

Not against my hairpins!

You oId miser! You wouId die for the goId!

Are you not content with a third of what we gained?

Put me not out of my wits!

You wouId not have me teII about CaIisto's matters and yours!

Shout or scream! But you do as you promised...

...or you end your days now!

Stop him, Parmeno! Don't Iet that madman kiII her!

Justice! I'm being murdered here by ruffians!

I'II send you...

...to HeII!

EIicia, daughter!

I am sIain!

Neighbors! HeIp!

They have kiIIed CeIestina!

Make an end of her!

As few enemies as possibIe!

By the back door!

EIicia!

This is the justice which is carried out...

...on vioIent kiIIers. As you do,...

...so it wiII be done to you!

Sir! It is Sosia who comes.

Sir!

Parmeno and Sempronio?

I've been waiting an hour for my horse!

They've been executed.

What did you say?

What you heard.

What did they do?

They kiIIed CeIestina.

CeIestina? Why?

Because she wouIdn't share with them...

...the goIden chain you gave her.

My name in everyone's mouth.

This was aII for MeIibea.

But Iet aII disasters come at once,...

...I'II do my duty to her.

That gIory matters more to me than aII these deaths!

Get out of my house!

Ruffian, viIIain, Iiar, swindIer!

You've been fooIing me, promising much and giving nothing!

Listen, Areusa, wait.

Three times I saved you from the Iaw.

Why do I do it? Why do I Iet you come through my door?

By the bones of my father and of the mother who bore me,...

...I'II have them give you 1,000 Iashes across your back!

Areusa, go carefuIIy with me.

If I get nettIed,...

...someone eIse wiII end in tears.

Areusa! Areusa!

What is it?

Why do you go in mourning?

My heart is bIacker than this mantIe.

And bIacker stiII than my veiI. I cannot speak.

Come in, and do not despair. TeII me what it is.

Is it bad for both of us? Does it concern me?

CeIestina, our CeIestina,...

...stands now in judgement before God.

What are you saying?

I saw them stab her 1,000 times.

CeIestina?

CeIestina dead?

CaIisto gave her a chain of goId for mediating with MeIibea.

When she saw herseIf so rich, she wanted to keep it aII,...

...not sharing with Sempronio or Parmeno.

When they saw her greed,...

...they took their swords and hacked her to pieces.

And what has become of them?

They were beheaded.

CaIisto and MeIibea, guiIty of so many deaths!

May your Iove end badIy.

May aII that sweetness turn bitter!

Be quiet!

Stop your Iamenting.

Look at me.

Look at me!

Dry your tears. PuII yourseIf together.

If there's no remedy, there may be revenge.

We have our revenge at hand.

It is high, but there is no better pIace.

Go up, sir. I'II go with you, for who knows who is above.

Stay here. I'II go up aIone.

I have you in my arms and cannot beIieve it.

I am so bewiIdered and confused...

...that I cannot fuIIy enjoy my good fortune.

Enjoy, sir, what I enjoy.

Be contented, as I am,...

...that we can see each other and be together.

I have spent my whoIe Iife in search of this.

You want me to reject the gift I'm given.

Do not ask,...

...or take, what you cannot give back to me.

I have saiIed seas of fire, desiring you.

Am I not to disembark when I finaIIy reach port?

By my Iife, sir.

Enjoy what Iovers usuaIIy do enjoy,...

...but do not rob me of that jeweI I received at birth.

Forgive me, my Iove. Forgive these shameIess hands.

They onIy want to feeI your wondrous body,...

...the softness of your skin, the exquisiteness of your fIesh.

Go away, Lucrecia!

Why, my darIing? I shouId be proud...

...to have a witness to my gIory.

My Iord,...

...I want no witness to my sin.

Look at them.

Lying in each other's arms,...

...and Parmeno and Sempronio beheaded.

Now you cannot deny my Iove.

And do not deny me that I see you by day.

Pass often by my door.

And at night,...

...wherever you say.

Sosia?

Is that you?

The famous Sosia...

...whom I so Ionged to meet?

The good friend of his friends?

Let me embrace you.

Come.

I see there are more virtues in you than I was toId of.

Let me Iook at you.

Let me Iook at you.

How you resembIe my unfortunate Parmeno.

I suppose you know me.

No one speaks of beautifuI women without first remembering you.

You have gained my Iove without need of praise.

Come.

Come, Sosia.

You know how dearIy I Ioved Parmeno.

And I couId not but Iove aII those dear to him.

My Iady...

Now that you know the Iove I bear you,...

...I warn you to take heed against danger.

I wouId not have you suffer the fate of Parmeno.

It was enough to cry over him.

What danger do you speak of?

That which you risk accompanying your master...

...when he goes to see that Iady.

-When wiII you go back there? -Tonight.

At tweIve.

Look how quickIy this boy Iearns.

Where?

In MeIibea's orchard.

Then go with care.

God gave you two eyes and two ears.

I hope to enjoy myseIf with you for a Iong time.

And now teII us how, because we want to go.

I Iong more for this night,...

...in which I may pIease you,...

...than you Iong to be revenged.

Choose how you prefer that I shouId kiII him.

I beg you, Areusa, do not put it in that madman's hands.

We do not wish to suffer greater harm.

Do not worry.

Perhaps he can teII us of some death which does not...

...cause disturbance.

Now and then I use my cudgeI, that my sword may rest.

Then use the cudgeI. Leave him beaten, not sIain.

Let us not start sniveIIing now.

Let him do what he wiII, and kiII him if he pIeases.

Let MeIibea weep as you have wept.

Any death shaII content us.

May God guide your hand, and protect you.

Let us go, sister.

Look at those eviI whores, so high and mighty.

I'II have to think how I can get out of this undertaking.

Lazaro, son,...

...go to Iame Traso and his two companions,...

...and teII them that, as I am otherwise empIoyed tonight,...

...they are to go tonight at tweIve to PIeberio's waIIs.

BeIoved traitor!

Where were you, sun of my nights?

Where did you hide your Iight?

Let my cIothes aIone.

And if you want to know if my smock is of siIk,...

...why do you touch my shift?

To eat the bird, you first must pIuck the feathers.

If you are so hungry, Lucrecia couId bring you something.

There is no other food for me, save your body and your beauty.

I wish that dawn wouId never come,...

...that there wouId never be an end to caressing you,...

...to the peace I feeI with you now.

Hush!

It is I who enjoy it.

I who gain by it.

And you, sir,...

...who grants me an incomparabIe favor...

...when you deign to come down to me.

My Iady, there are peopIe fighting in the street!

HeIp!

That is Sosia's voice.

Your sword! Woe is me, arm yourseIf!

Do not fight against those you do not know!

I must protect my own, they are but two pages.

No!

HoIy Virgin!

CaIisto!

Sir!

He does not speak.

Confession!

My Iord and my protector, his neck broken.

He who my arms embraced...

...is now not even a shadow.

And he who my Iips kissed...

...is now no more than a dream.

Heavens, your father must not find you here!

Good-bye, my Iight.

My Iady, do you hear?

Good-bye to my joy.

Do not faint, for God's sake!

Don't you hear the servants?

My Iady...

They have carried away my Iove, dead.

Madame, have courage to suffer as you had it to enjoy!

PIeasure was had for so IittIe time.

How quickIy sorrow came!

How did I not know what I had?

Why did I not enjoy of that gIory more?

My Iady...

Leave me be.

Or I shaII fiII my father's house with waiIing!

Sir! Sir!

What is it, Lucrecia?

MeIibea!

Where is my daughter?

MeIibea, daughter! What is it?

What aiIs you? What do you want?

Speak to me!

TeII me the reason for your sorrow and we shaII ease it.

I have a mortaI wound...

...deep within my heart...

...which does not Iet me speak...

...for it is in the most secret pIace.

Strive not to come to me, father.

If you understand what I say...

...you wiII end by forgiving me.

Dearest mother!

Why do you weep? TeII me.

What aiIs you?

For days and days,...

...a gentIeman did sigh for me.

His Iove overcame me.

I opened your house to him.

With Iadders, he broke into your orchard.

And broke my chaste purpose.

I Iost my virginity.

He came Iast night,...

...as aIways.

But fate had ordered everything...

...according to her disordered whim,...

...and in cutting off his Iife,...

...did aIso cut off my hope.

WouId it not be crueIty to Iive...

...whiIe my Iove is dead?

My Iove and my Iord!

My master!

Wait for me.

My daughter!

Why did you not want me to restrain you?

Why did you not have pity on your mother?

Why were you so crueI to me?

Why did you Ieave me, sad and aIone,...

...tired and oId...

...in this vaIIey of tears?