All language subtitles for Capitan Fuoco

CAPITAN FUOCO / CAPTAIN FALCON
(Orig. Germ.:Rebell ohne Gnade)

It's the end of the 13th Century; and

Nobles have absolute power over
the lives and wellbeing of their serfs.

In the foothills of the Apennines,
there are two neighbours,

Count di Roccalta and Baron di Serra.

And they have very different ideas on
how to govern their subjects...

Here they come.

Brilliant! A fantastic shot!

Tell the others to get a fire started.

Halt!

Throw down that knife!

Seize him!

Is the apple to your liking, Captain?

A man must eat. How much longer
is this game going to last?

You know the Count is such
an enthusiastic hunter.

Holy Hubertus, what does he
find so special about it?

A splendid hunt, Countess.

I hope that you fared well today.

I assume your Father will be
returning soon.

Oh, I don't think so.
He still wants another wood grouse.

I couldn't keep up with him.

My Father is such an avid hunter,
the kind who never gets tired.

Can there be a finer passion
than hunting, though?

After armed combat, it is
clearly the noblest.

Look! They're bringing someone in.

What do they have there?

Excuse me, please.

Who is this fellow?

A poacher, Sir.
We caught him red-handed.

He had just killed this boar.

Did he put up much resistance?

None at all.
If he had, I can assure you...

he wouldn't be standing here now.

Who is that little beauty?
- Er, what do you mean?

Over there. The pretty girl.

There's nothing there to dislike.
She's as sweet as honey.

How dare you speak that way
about the daughter of the Count?

Did you hear what he just said?
- But it's the plain truth.

She really is as sweet as honey.

I'll soon shut your impudent mouth.
You'll feel the power of my fist.

Manfredo, what did he do?

He was poaching.

That explains why he is bound.
Why did you also strike him?

That's an easy question.
I couldn't resist...

Leave him. Answer me - didn't
you know that only the Count...

is permitted to hunt in these woods?

Sweet Countess, the animals
here have no master.

You delude yourself.
Everything in this shire:

men, animals, dwellings,
belong to my Father,

and only he has a right to them,
no-one else.

The wild boar knew nothing
of that,

else it wouldn't have let
itself be hunted by me.

You have a ready wit. However,
it is more rude than amusing.

I don't like people of that kind.

That's a shame. When I first saw
you, I liked you immediately.

That's enough of that.

Manfredo, I decide when enough
is enough.

We come to the crux of the matter.
How should a poacher be punished?

With 50 lashes, and the mutilation
of his hand,

so that he can't bend a longbow
any longer.

Well, perhaps...
- It's the law, Countess.

We don't want any attempts
at coercion from you.

If I can no longer bend a longbow,
I'll become a mere beggar for alms.

In any case, I have many other
uses for my hand.

Perhaps I've met a sympathetic
soul, who possesses a heart.

Take him away.

Remove his shirt.

String him up!

Tighter!

Pull harder!

Ready: one! - two! - three!

four! - five! - six! - seven!

eight! - nine! - ten! - eleven!

Stop! Desist!

Manfredo, Lando!

I heard we finally have a boar.
- Yes, Count, there it is.

Is he the young fellow who
killed it?

Yes, I caught him in the act.

Untie him!

Renato, Tonio, release him!

Did you instruct them
to whip him?

Your Grace, I was...
- No, I instructed it.

Why did you return to camp?

I could hunt no more.

If you wish to retire early
a next time, let me know, Elena.

I was very worried about you.

Forgive me, Father.

Bring him here to me.

Is this your longbow?
- Yes.

And where was he using it?

At the mouth of the Gorge, the
boars were hiding in the bushes.

And to think we rode past
them several times.

Where did you shoot from?
- From a tree-top.

He was sitting in a tree, 100
yards from the Gorge mouth.

I saw him climbing down.
- He was... 100 yards outside?

Yes, Your Grace.

Nicely done!

And, from there, you pierced its
thick skin through to the heart?

Is this ash wood?
- Larch, it's significantly lighter.

And the feathers?
- Wild duck.

There's something for you
to learn, you simpleton.

You, and your inevitable
falcon feathers.

A splendid weapon, and one
you understand thoroughly,

and the results are clear.
- Of necessity. I live on it.

Bravo! Oh - Oh! Forgive me,
I had forgotten.

Come, let's drink together,
my boy.

Why did you have the servants
whip him?

Your health, and
the death of the boar.

He has achieved more than all
the rest put together, my child.

You're an exceptional huntsman.
What is your name?

Pietro.
- Pietro. Would you like to stay here?

I could use a good gamekeeper.

Would you trust a man like me?

Why ever not?
You're an honest fellow.

How do you know?

I have a good feeling about
you as a hunter.

I have never worn a jerkin.
I believe I would suffocate in one.

Give it a try, anyway.

Why are you trying so hard
to persuade him?

If he doesn't want to stay, he
should be free to leave, Father.

I believe the Count would
later regret his offer.

I'm sorry you feel like that.
- Don't think badly of me.

As you wish, but let me
give you a few ducats...

No thanks, but if you'd like
to give me back the boar...

But, of course. He is yours.
- Then, good-bye.

You may take the ham as well.
- Oh, thank you.

All the best to you!
Good-bye.

Why is he taking so long?
He should be here by now.

He'll be here.

I'd like to see you try to carry
such a heavy beast.

Here's the laurel leaf you wanted.

Wonderful, it makes a roast.

But we mustn't forget
the juniper berries.

Juniper berries stink.

Yeah, for you, maybe - with
your great peasant's snout,

but with my more refined
sense of smell...

And aristocrat's nose, which only
permits pleasant smells enter.

Yes, and that's why I always
keep my distance from you,

because you stink like a billy goat.
- Here comes Pietro.

Why did you take so long?

We thought they must have
captured you.

We are overcome with hunger.

Where is it?
- What?

The wild boar.
- Didn't you bring it?

I can understand that.
It was very heavy.

Then we'll all go and get it.
- No, no, no, stay here.

And I was so looking forward
to the roast.

What went wrong?

Nothing, but it's better if we
moved on.

I can smell a juicy ham,
and I am never deceived.

Do as you wish, but
I'm heading off.

See there, he has a ham.
- What did I say?

That ham. Pietro, wait for us.
You'll not want to eat alone.

The river marks the border.

The Count's control of the
land ends there.

There's also a ford.

Poor devils over there.

Yes, they have nothing to
laugh about.

The Baron is Satan himself,
from the fires of Hell.

Hey, leave some for us.

Three little slices, is all I took.

I say, enough! Who knows how
long it will have to last us.

Come, let's get on.

Look over there.

Who is that?

He's being chased.

Riders, right behind him.
- The poor fellow.

We'd better hide ourselves.
- Yes.

They may not see us.

Halt! Come back here!

He's made it, God be praised.

How so?

They are not allowed to cross
the river.

Maybe not, but it may still happen.

Come back, you dog, in the
name of the Baron.

They dare not come any further.
It would be the worse for them.

Now what do you say?

What cowardly riff-raff!

Don't you interfere there.

Do you not want us to show
ourselves? They'll kill him.

What is that to us?
They'd kill us too.

That poor little pig, now
they'll have him for sure.

He can hardly stand on his
feet any more.

Hey you, come here! What
are you searching for here?

In the name of Count di Roccalta:
Drop your weapons.

You must let us pass, we are
pursuing that fellow.

He killed one of our men.

That is no concern of mine.
Dismount, and lay down your arms.

Calm down, friend.
Don't be so hot-headed.

This takes two - one to give
the order, the other to obey.

For the last time: Drop the arms
and go back the way you came.

We're not going without that
man. He belongs to us.

That's enough. If you won't
listen, then you must suffer.

Forward!

Hey, come here! Hurry!

Give me your hand.
We are friends.

Don't celebrate too soon!
We'll be back.

And we'll prepare a warm
reception for you.

Nothing happening.
- Are they still there?

Perhaps they are waiting,
in case the others come back.

I reckon they'd had enough.

We'd better look for another
place to cross.

As it's Hell everywhere you go
over there, we're missing nothing.

Who was it you killed?

One of the Baron's grooms. He
wanted a new shoe for his horse.

So, you are a farrier.

I was one then.

But there was one ahead
of him, and I said

he should wait for a moment.

He became furious, and
attacked me with a whip.

I just saw red. I didn't mean
to do it. I swear it.

I can imagine, seeing all these
you are carrying.

Rest assured, I wouldn't have
acted any differently.

And there you found yourself
in the soup, like a poor wild pig.

My name is Rocco.

I didn't mean to insult you,
but seeing you running away,

with others chasing you,
reminded me of a wild pig hunt.

Yeah, a wild pig that has
saved its skin again.

Is he really such a mean fellow,
the Baron?

Mean? He is worse than
a wild animal.

Why did you stay there
for so long, then?

I had no choice. I am the
property of my master.

I am a serf.

A slave.
- Worse.

You don't understand,
however I'm called,

what's it's like to live or die
at the whim of a master.

Ah, well....

Do you know of another
place we can ford the river?

Depends on which direction.

Where is the nearest, or
should we go further on?

There is one nearby that way,
but it is guarded.

But if we go in the direction
of the mountains,

we will reach the next forest,
and then be able to hide.

Good, we'll go that way.

We'll soon be there.

I don't understand why you
don't want to stay here.

Compared with the rule of
the Baron, this is Paradise.

That may be true, but the
omens aren't in my favour.

God be with you, Padre.

I am so pleased to meet you.
These are my friends.

Tell me, Rocco, how did you
manage to end up here?

I'm accompanying my friends
down from the high ford.

I've just come from there. I saw
a number of horsemen there.

The Baron's men?
- Yes. Looking for someone

Dear God, that's not want
I wanted to hear.

Is it you they are looking for?

Are you wanted for anything?

Yes. He was attacked, and
Rocco protected himself.

Did you injure someone?

He killed one of the Baron's
grooms.

Father, I didn't mean to do it.
I swear.

The groom struck out at him,
and he retaliated.

Someone also struck out at
Jesus, but he did not strike back.

Forgive me, Padre, but we don't
need any sermons now.

Rather, we need to find
another river crossing.

You want to go with them?

Wouldn't it be like running into
the arms of the executioner?

What is to become of your
wife and children?

I will get them tonight.

And where will you take them?

Somewhere in the woods.
I need to find a hiding place.

Yes, Rocco; and I know such
a place. I'll lead you there.

You can stay there overnight
- you and your people.

You surely need security
from your enemies.

Even though I have roamed
these forests for years,

I have never heard talk of
these caves.

I do not believe anyone else
knows about them.

It's certain no-one will
find us here.

Here is as safe as the
bosom of Abraham.

Come, follow me.

From here, one can see
the whole valley.

Hey, friends, look at this view.

This place has possibilities.
- It's a real fortress.

On the other hand, you could
be stormed from below.

You'd only need rain rocks
and stones down on them.

Are we still on the Count di
Roccalta's land?

This is approximately the border.
The land beyond the river

belongs to the Baron di Serra.

Civetta, the Father must be hungry.
Carve off a piece for him.

It was honestly acquired.

Of that I have no doubt.
But I must be going.

Once again, Rocco,
be careful, my son.

Yes, Father.

And now, God bless you, my
children. May the Lord be with you.

Heaven must have sent him to us.
- An amiable fellow.

He was wonderful.
- He is a saint.

There are some truly fine
"wise old owls" in the World.

Believe me, I know our obligations
and rights as well as you do.

But these people, whom the King
entrusted to us,

also have their rights and obligations.

They are people - just like us.
- Up to a certain point.

Yes, Baron, up to a certain point.

Up to death. Because afterwards
they will be better treated than us,

because they have had
to endure more.

Let's discuss my reason
for coming here.

I come, to demand from you,
the return of one of my subjects.

Of the rights entrusted to us, the
greatest is the granting of asylum.

One of your subjects has taken
refuge upon my land

and is therefore no longer under
your jurisdiction.

That is a viewpoint that all but
justifies crime.

I am not giving you a viewpoint,
it is the Law.

But we are the Law here.
- How can you say that?

Sooner or later, we will have to
stand before our Maker, Baron.

Let me give some advice: Treat
your subjects with kindness.

Then they won't be antagonistic
towards you.

With regard to your armed men,
you can tell them this:

If they again illegally cross
onto my land,

they will be given a thrashing

they will not forget in a hurry.

Is that a challenge?
- It's up to you.

Welcome to Roccalta, Baron.

You must forgive my Father.

May I apologise on our behalf
for the annoying incident?

It no longer seems so annoying,

since it gives me the chance
to see you again.

Did you hear that, Father?
The Baron has travelled far,

but he has not forgotten the
rules of courtesy.

The credit for that is yours, Elena.

Your charming presence always
makes me more conciliatory.

You are extremely kind, Baron.

If you had warned me of your visit,
I could've received you more suitably.

I hope we will meet next time
under more pleasing circumstances.

Then let us drink...

to good neighbours and
mutual understanding.

And I would like to stress,

my Master has an exceptionally
high opinion of you.

Of me? But he does not
know me at all.

Well, you probably thought that.

But he said to me only yesterday,
what a pity that brave Captain...

Manfredo.

Right. Manfredo.. works in the
service of the Roccaltas.

He would be the right man for me.

The Baron said that?
- On my honour. Here he comes.

At your service, Your Grace.

Who is that fellow?

Today he's a friend, tomorrow
he may perhaps be an ally.

Follow me!

Here, take this knife.
You might find it useful.

No, thank you. I've already
seen too much blood.

All will go well. You'll see..

Let's hope so.
Will you be staying here?

Yes, as long as it's safe.

Then I'll be on my way.
- Keep safe.

Oh well, going back for his
wife and children, poor devil.

Good luck.

Not so loud, I'm trying to sleep.

Don't be so grouchy.

Teresa! Teresa!

Rocco!

My God, is it really you?
- Yes, it's me.

Holy Virgin,
why have you come back?

Teresa, how can you say that?
I simply had to come.

They searched all day long for you.
You cannot stay here.

They'll be back tomorrow.
You must go straightaway.

Alright, but with you and the children.
- What are you saying?

I came to take you to safety
over on the Count's land.

But you must hurry, we must
leave quickly.

I have sent to children to bed.

Bundle up your things, Teresa.
I'll waken them, and we'll set off.

Rocco! Oh my God!

Dismount!

Quickly, you must hide!

Make sure no-one gets away.

Mama!

Stay calm, Julietta.

Open up!

Open up! In the name of the Law!

Are you all deaf, you lazy
good-for-nothings?

If you don't open up now,
We will smash the door down!

Well, so be it!

Break it down!

No, wait, I'm coming.

Well, you seem to be a very
sound sleeper.

No, I was awake.

Mama!

I was terribly frightened.
I am alone with the children.

I understand. So I'll come
straight to the point.

Did you think we were going
to leave you here on your own?

It's not true, my little one.

Do you know what we're
going to do, my dear?

We are taking you all to the
Castle, to the Baron.

You, Mummy and the others.
There we'll wait for Daddy's return.

If he doesn't return by
tomorrow evening,

you will pay a high price.

I beg you not to do this,
I'll come with you if I must,

but please leave...
- Such a cowardly mob. - Hush!

And you are an even bigger
coward.

And so, finally, a woman has
the courage to open her mouth.

Don't do anything bad to
my children.

You can thank your man for this.
Stop your whining; we are going.

No!

You're looking for me?
Well, here I am.

But leave the little one in peace.

Come on, if you want to
arrest me. Now, what's it to be?

Throw that club away right
now, you dirty dog,

otherwise I'll cut your little
darling's throat.

No!
- No!

Mama!

You filthy trash, you swine!

Oh, wonderful!

Finally, one who does not cower
in fear. There still are such men.

We must get away from here
as quickly as we can.

Fetch your nags, you're
coming along with us.

Come on, Teresa.

Bring all your weapons, don't
leave any behind.

One moment, sir, forgive me.

What do you want?

Let me go with you.

You're a courageous young
man, but you must know,

we live a rough life like the
wild animals?

I wouldn't mind that, here I
live the life of a slave.

Come then, climb up!

Giddy-up, horsey, giddy-up!

Little horse, I'm afraid you
might throw your rider.

This little horse has never
- ever - done such a thing..

Here is your shirt.
I have washed it.

Thank you. Just a moment.

It was absolutely necessary.

What are those weals?

Oh, they are the love scratches
of a young lady.

That one must have had claws.

One day I will get my own back.

And what of your Father, my boy?

What will he say of this?

He will certainly think I did
the right thing.

...that the Baron has hanged
three innocent men.

They had the right to life, for
they had done nothing wrong.

If we hadn't intervened, it would
be Rocco's family on the gallows.

Those down there would not
have lifted a finger to help.

See here the arrow which cost
the lives of so many of our men.

You peasant fools have never
seen such an arrow. Am I right?

These outlaws are supported
by you and your property.

But your support will not
last for long,

because this dirty rabble are
deceiving you.

However, all damages suffered
by the Baron must be paid for.

And so, from today, your
taxes shall be doubled.

Blood-suckers!

Shush!

Silence! Silence!

All the mischief these outlaws
arrange will fall back onto you.

But our Exalted Master is
not vindictive,

even when peace and order
are threatened.

Think on this:

Whoever brings us the outlaw
leader, dead or alive,

our Exalted Master, the Baron,
will pay a reward of 1,000 ducats.

1,000 ducats?

Think about it, you dolts,
1,000 beautiful ducats.

Who wants to earn it for himself?
- I do!

Who was it called out?

Over here, your Grace.
Be patient, I'm coming.

You see, I'm faster on foot
than I seem.

How do you expect to make
this money?

Certainly, 1,000 ducats is not
something one earns every day.

But you can tell me...

Where Captain Firebrand is
hiding? But, certainly.

What did you call him?

Captain Firebrand. Hold him,
and he'll burn your fingers.

Silence! That's not a reason
for laughter.

And you know where he
is encamped?

Not only where he is camped,
but also where his cronies are.

Do you also know who
support him secretly?

Now, that's another matter,
Your Grace.

How do you mean? Tell me!

I see. Give me evidence of your
trustworthiness,

and I will give you 500 ducats
as an advance payment.

It's agreed.

So, you betray decent men,
you filthy tramp.

Aren't you ashamed, you traitor?
You scoundrel!

You are worse than Judas!

Shut her mouth, and
take her away!

Take your dirty paws off me!

If you don't quieten down
here, I'll put you all in chains.

Take no notice of what she
said. She's been removed.

So, now tell me.

Easy, easy. First show me
the gold coins.

I would like to look at it
at least once.

Well, if you insist, here we are:
1,500 ducats, hear them jingle?

Yes, but copper coins can
also jingle sweetly.

Let me see if they really
are gold.

You are an impudent fellow.

There.

Everyone stay where you are!

Stay back, or I'll cut his throat.

I learned this trick from
your horsemen,

when they tried it out on a child.

Hey you, leave the girl alone.

Take his weapons, and make
sure no-one escapes.

Sorry for the deception, friend.

Tell the Baron that Captain
Firebrand sends his regards.

And thank him for the gold.

If he's got any left, tell him
to let me know.

Take me with you, I implore you!

Ah, you're the little one who said
all those nice things about me.

Don't leave me here alone,
I beg you.

Women only cause trouble.

Hey little one, come with me.
I like trouble.

1,500 ducats? A pretty sum..

The Baron will explode.

I only regret I wasn't there
to see it.

You shouldn't take this news
so lightly.

These bandits are a threat
to peace across the region.

Their leader is a man who fears
neither Death nor the Devil.

What was it you said, what
he calls himself?

Captain Firebrand. I'd love to
meet him. He's a dare-devil.

That is not a good reason
to admire him.

A rebel is always a rebel.

And, thereby, a possible ally
for you.

Di Serra is surely convinced
that he is one already.

Only a fool would believe I'd
align myself with robbers.

That is a slander we must be
quick to scotch.

Ah, how would we manage that?

Quite simply: We allow the
Baron's horsemen,

naturally with the support
of our men,

to seek and destroy the
robbers in their hiding place.

That will prove to the World,

that doubts of your integrity
are unfounded.

You really believe that?

But, of course. In your place
I wouldn't hesitate an instant.

Not bad.

But you are not in my place,
Manfredo,

and the integrity of my name
is mine to keep.

If, Your Grace, I mi...

There are no signs of unrest
across our land.

Or do you wish to tell us that...

bandits have been causing
any damage?

Certainly not, Your Grace.

So, the bandits are not our
problem, am I right?

Until that changes, they do
not concern us.

And if I ever need your advice
in future, I will ask for it.

Of course, Your Grace. Of course.

Why did you have to be so
hard on him?

However he put it, his advice
was surely well-meant.

I know him. What he just said,
came from the mouth of another.

Do you mean he's been bought?

No, bribery is probably
taking it too far.

He is not a bad fellow, but
he is a fool,

and I think he has been duped.

Is the Baron behind it?
- I am convinced of it.

Come, men. On to the next one.

Get a move on. Go! Go!

The swine, they are burning
everything down.

They'll stop at nothing.

Our hut and crops have gone.

It's the innocent who have to pay.

Yes-yes, I know what you're
thinking. Why not say it?

That I am the guilty party.
That it's all my fault.

Why won't they rise up against
the injustice of the Baron?

What have they got to fear?
The soldiers, perhaps?

At least with them, one can
fight to a finish.

My son, you must help them.
They have lost all they had.

Here, give them this. I might
as well start with nothing.

I cannot, my son.
It is stolen money.

All of you, hurry - before the
Baron comes to snatch you.

Do we leave them alone,
Captain?

Orders of the Count. This will
be a cause for disquiet,

if our farmers have to feed
and clothe these beggars.

I warned the Count, but he
didn't want to listen.

And he accepted them all calmly?

From the first to the last:
men, women and children.

Attack from a standing position!

He admitted those bumpkins,
when my soldiers refused them.

That is insolence!

Excellency, you confounded
me with your talk.

Forgive me, Enzo.
That's enough for today.

Rusca, tomorrow I will lead
my men onto the Count's land.

I don't wish to criticise your
Grace's decision,

but wouldn't it be simpler to
convince our peasants...

that nasty things will happen
to them on Roccalta land?

Painful hardships imposed
on them by order of God.

And, you mean, the Count
would be blamed?

They would soon see
through that deception.

In this case, not.

There are some arguments
that are so overwhelming,

that no other arguments are
ever considered.

Who are these people?

Refugee peasants. The Baron
had their farmsteads burnt down.

Your Father has expressly
arranged to accept them.

They have lost everything.

God be with you!

God will repay your Father
for his compassion.

These poor unfortunates will
forever hold him in high esteem.

Who is that noblewoman?

That is Countess Elena, daughter
and sole heir of our new master.

That is his daughter?
She is lovely.

Your Father gives all the
assistance he can,

but it's not enough by far.
The poor must seek shelter.

They do not possess as
much as a jerkin.

They must find a roof somewhere
else, for they'll perish here.

I will speak immediately with
my Father,

and he will find them shelter.
- Thank you, my Lady.

Lando, take this money and
distribute it among the people.

Farewell, Father.
- God bless you.

That was a bad fall, Countess.
You could've broken your neck.

Oh, it was nothing.

Come, sit down. Can I be of
any help to you?

I can manage alone, thank you.

I've not seen you for a long time.

Are you still roaming around here?

Sometimes here, sometimes there.
Something holds me here.

That must be the wild game,
which doesn't belong to you.

Game perhaps beyond my reach.
But I gave up hunting long ago.

And your longbow, what is
that now used for?

To save my skin, whenever
necessary.

In your place, I wouldn't roam
here alone, Countess.

You could very easily suffer
an unpleasant encounter.

Such as this, you mean?

Ah, so, are you still my enemy?

Not at all, you are an
irrelevance to me.

Not you to me, else I wouldn't
have helped you.

I unfortunately have no money
with me, but come to the Castle,

and I will reward you for
your service.

Why do it that way?

A beautiful girl does not need
money in order to pay.

You will hang for that,
you filthy tramp.

Isn't my daughter back yet?

No, we've already looked
for her everywhere.

I don't understand that.

There is no cause for alarm,
My Lord. Lando is with her.

Ah, look, here she comes:
Elena, why were so long?

I was worried about you.

Why are you so disturbed,
what has happened?

Nothing, Father. I've been riding
hard, as I knew I was late.

But why are you so agitated?

I saw the refugees down
in the clearing.

They are in a deplorable state.
We must help them.

Don't worry, we shall.

They can't stay where they are,
they'll have to find somewhere.

If we were to take them on,
we'd also have an obligation...

Yes, of course.

Sisto, clear the tables and load
everything on the mules.

But it is the evening meal
for the hunters.

Yes, yes. But others, who do
not hunt, need it more.

We will eat late, my child,
back at the Castle.

Go, hurry up.

Does that mean we cancel
the hunt?

Certainly. How can we enjoy
ourselves, while the poor starve?

You organise everything, and
meet me at the clearing.

Countess, I know well...

that mere words cannot
alleviate the sorrow you feel,

but allow me to say to you
that this despicable act

has pained not only you, but
all of us. Particularly me...

who was always a devoted
friend of your Father.

I hereby present myself and
my sword to avenge his death.

The Countess can rely upon
our assistance.

Quite so, Tomaso, that is the
obligation of friendship.

I thank you, gentlemen, but
this task rests with me.

Only when it has been fulfilled
will I again find peace.

These courageous and noble
gentlemen have offered

to avenge the death of my Father.

You all heard it, and my
answer to them.

If I am not to accept their aid,
then I must rely on all of you.

He was your Lord; and so I
ask for your assistance...

as the daughter of a man who
both respected and ruled you,

because he was both fair
minded and kind hearted.

The upholding of Justice
is a Holy obligation,

it concerns every one of us.

I know who murdered my Father.
There is no doubt about it.

I bring you the proof.

Here is the arrow. The arrow
that killed your Master.

This crime must be punished,
and I need your support.

We will hunt him like an
animal in the forest,

chase him wherever he runs,
because he is a wild beast,

and not a human being.

Did you hear, Father?

Yes, Antonio, the Countess
has endured much sorrow,

and expressed herself in
such a pitiless way.

But she was right, even so. This
monster must be punished.

And what if he is not
the guilty one at all?

One should listen to the man,
Antonio, before condemning him.

You think too highly of human
nature.

Looking for someone?

Yes, a good acquaintance, but
I see he's already left.

Perhaps it would be better if I
stayed with you tonight, Countess.

No, thank you. You must be
tired, get some sleep.

As you wish, Countess.
Good night.

Giuseppe, the sword.
I'd like to keep it with me.

It means everything to me.

Excuse me that I didn't enter
by the door.

For me, there was no
other choice,

I must speak with you urgently,
alone.

Why?

I was at the funeral service,
and I heard your accusation.

Why should you creep in here
like a thief in the night?

What do you want here? To
kill me, like my Father was killed?

Your accusation was unfair.

That is not true.
You murdered him.

Just listen to me for once.

Do not touch me!

What are you frightened of?
See, I have no weapon.

You have nothing to fear,
I swear it to you.

Here is the sword, take it.
Now, why do you hesitate?

Stab me, if you want, but
hear me before you do.

Very well, I will listen to you,

but when and how I kill you,
I will decide.

Probably in the torture chamber.

Very likely.

Berta, Berta!

I'm coming, Countess.

Get me the guard and
Captain Manfredo. Quickly!

My God, what is happening?

Quickly, Berta, move yourself.
And you, hear me well.

One move; and this blade will
be driven through your ribs.

That is more easily said than done.

I see it was a sorry mistake
to put my trust in you.

I thought you were fair-minded
and noble like your Father,

but you are different altogether.

You want to kill me? Then go ahead.

You will be surprised at
what happens, when...

the blade penetrates the flesh
and blood runs across your hand,

spurts up into your face, and...

Stop it!

I painted the picture for you,
and it made you shudder.

It's not a pretty sight,

at the first sight of blood,
you will go weak at the knees.

Stop.

I am finished. It is time to say
goodbye.

Hear that? I believe it's the
Captain who had me whipped.

I'd like to see his face, when he
finds me here in your chamber.

Manfredo!

Seize the ruffian!

See you soon, Captain!

Guards! Where are you!

Come along, the fellow must
not escape us.

I have him, quickly, help me!

There he is, follow me!

To arms! To arms!

You both look over there,
and you come with me.

You search in the direction
of the river.

Head towards the ford.
Riders, follow me.

A Christian should always
follow Christian principles.

You won't find a manhunt
like this in the Testaments.

Even so, murder is murder.
He must pay for it.

Remember, it was the Count
who first helped him.

Look what he got for being
so good-natured.

What's happening outside?

What is it?
Be quiet, Nero, quiet.

Hey, you!

What are you doing here?

Hey, who are you?

Are you injured?

Easy. I'll support you. Put
your arm 'round my shoulder.

Thank you.

We'll have you seen to directly.

Who is the man?

Now's no time for questions,
he is wounded.

Get some water.

The bowl.

But you're in no state to
get up again.

I must get away. Let me go.

Are you mad? In this condition
you could not go two steps.

You can't help me,
I must get away.

Why?

Can you not guess?

All I know is you are a wounded
man, and need assistance.

You didn't ask to come in,
I brought you here.

So, lay yourself down, and I
will do everything else.

You wait here outside.

Antonio, open up!

Well, so it's you. What are you
doing out at such a late hour?

We are looking for the
murderer of the Count.

He was at the Castle a while
ago, and we wounded him,

but he managed to escape.

Is there anyone here
besides the five of you?

Not that I know of.

You've not seen anyone
suspicious hanging around?

No, we haven't been outside.

May I have a look around?

Of course. Check wherever
you want out here.

But not inside?

Oh, it's very late. You could
wake up the children.

That's quite enough for me.
Good night, Antonio.

Good night, Sergeant.

And what now?
- Stay calm.

Tell me the truth, did you
murder the Count?

No.

Swear it on the Cross.

I swear it.

Is it far to the farmstead?

No, it is just beyond
the next hill.

Hopefully they haven't
already captured him.

Woe betide them, if they've
harmed a hair on his head.

Look! Down there.

A thousand thanks, Antonio,
you are a brave fellow.

That's alright, good luck.

Farewell!

Hello, Pietro. You seemed to
be leading him by the nose.

How did you manage to fall
into that trap?

You're a crazy man.

I warned you not to go there.

Are you in a lot of pain?
- It's improving.

Who was that fellow down there?

A friend.

The hounds have found this,
a blood-soaked rag.

Do you still deny it?

Did you have him hidden here?
Where did you take him?

Why did you leave here
this morning?

We also found traces of blood
on your donkey.

Are you going to answer me?

I have ways of making you talk,
you dirty traitor.

Captain, the Countess.

Enrico was right, Countess.

He took refuge here, and
Antonio helped in the escape.

Antonio, is it true, what he
just said about you?

How could you do
something like that?

You, so respectable, so reliable,

so faithful, the childhood
companion of my Father.

The man is innocent, Countess.
He is not your Father's murderer.

Who can prove that? No-one
can be sure.

I'm sure.
- And so, you believed him?

He swore it on the Cross.

We need clear proof. That
oath is not enough for me.

It was enough for me,
Countess, and them also.

If you were convinced of his
innocence,

you could have told the truth
last night...

instead of deceiving Enrico.

Why did you deny that the
fugitive was with you?

Because I know Enrico. He
would have taken him by force.

At least, he would have tried.

Of course, it would have
been his duty.

And mine was to protect him
from you.

Your Father taught me that
hospitality is holy duty,

that there is no worse crime

than to betray defenceless
people who...

have taken refuge under
your roof.

Enough of your impudence!

How dare you! Offering
shelter to an armed murderer!

These people do not deserve
any compassion.

I wash my hands of all this.
Do what you want with them.

You heard that,
she handed you over to me.

This is the moment I've
been longing for.

I will enjoy teaching you scum
the meaning of obedience.

By order of the Countess Elena
di Roccalta, may be it well...

understood by each of you,
that anyone found guilty of

assisting the outlaws will be
punished by whipping,

and will be marked with the
executioner's branding iron.

Let me go! Let me go!

Further, it is announced that,
all who entered our land

on the assurance of a right
to asylum,

now loses that right

and has until tomorrow
evening to leave Roccalta.

If we could only have left
our women and children here.

I beseech you, Father, help us.

I'm sorry. There's nothing else
I can do, other than pray for you.

Prayers will not save us from
the wrath of the Baron.

Don't you understand what this
eviction means for us, Father?

Have faith, the Baron will not
trouble you.

So, we have turned over
a new leaf.

Now I control the destinies of
these people.

I cannot believe the Countess
is capable of such cruelty.

I am afraid you will have to
believe it.

I must speak with her, today.

She won't receive you; she
doesn't even let me in.

She has changed completely,
obsessed by only one thought:

to avenge her Father, whatever
the cost.

She is almost demented
about it.

Captain! Here they come!

Do you know who they are?

Mercenaries hired by the Countess,
to hunt down the murderer.

They will rase this land
with fire and sword.

It is the end of peace for
Roccalta.

The poor Count.

My apologies, Father, I must
inspect these new men,

they will include many
hardened criminals.

Let's review the column.

A little more gently, please.
I'm not your man, you know.

To that, I can only say:
Thank God.

I wouldn't take one like you,
even on my death-bed.

See there, the wound is
almost healed.

Yes, it's lucky it was quickly
burned clean.

Won't vinegar burn terribly?

It does, I can tell you.

But it also works wonders,
you'll see.

For wounds like this one,
it's the best treatment.

If you can't bear to look,
then turn around.

You're only getting in the way.

Why do you always have to
be so rough with her?

I find her sadness annoying.

Anna?

Those who want, can't have.
Those who can, don't want.

Wipe off that stupid grin.
What do you mean by that?

Nothing, it's just a saying.

Shut you mouth, and mind
your own business.

But, Anna, why are you crying?

It's not worth it, shedding
tears over a man.

Here, I've made all the
arrowheads this size.

Are they all right?

Yes, up to standard.

Some new armed forces
have just arrived,

we saw them crossing
the valley.

Soldiers, horses and wagons.

What is the Countess planning?
A new Crusade?

Keep it up, Rocco.

Each one of you has been
assigned a party of men,

do you understand me?

Are those the people who
are supposed to defend us?

These are only the leaders, the
troops are camped outside.

Mamma mia! Such brutal faces!

What on earth will the troops
look like?

I hope, Countess, that you are
content with our armed force.

Brave warriors, hand-picked
men, experienced in battle.

I don't want them settled
inside the Castle.

Tomorrow, at daybreak, they
will set out on their march.

Tomorrow morning, so soon?

Indeed, that is an order and
I expect it to be obeyed.

You know what you have to
do; we must rouse the people.

I understand, do not worry.

You still here, Father?

I beg you, I must speak with
him today, or it may be too late.

I regret there is nothing
that can be done.

The Baron does not see
anyone at this hour.

We must raise the drawbridge.
You must go, Father.

No, wait, tell the Baron that
I've come from Roccalta,

in order to present him
with something,

a large sum of money
that was stolen from him.

And you have it with you?

Yes, but I'd like to present it
to him personally.

I will try.

Open up. And be quick about it.

One moment, who are you?

Oh, apologies.
I didn't recognise you.

We didn't expect you at this
hour. I'll open immediately.

Thank you.

Who, the priest?
What did he want?

He wanted to bring you a
large sum of money,

that he said was stolen
from you.

Perhaps it's the 1,500 ducats.
Why did you let him leave?

When I looked for him,
he had disappeared.

Do you think the priest
recognised you?

I believe so.
Yes, Your Grace.

We must search for him,
and intercept him.

I will arrange it.

What news do you bring?

I am to take the troops from
the Castle at daybreak.

Order from the Countess.
She insisted, unfortunately.

It doesn't matter. We are ready.

And how strong is the crew?

Apart from the servants,
there are a dozen armed men,

but they are with us.

And where are you taking
the troops?

Into the mountains, about as
far from the Castle as possible.

A decent trek, without any risks.

If the outlaws happen to notice
our departure,

they will immediately move
to create distance between us.

That's a pity. I'd like to meet
Captain Firebrand again.

Help!

What was that?
Alfredo, did you hear?

Yes, someone calling for help.
- Let's go and see, come on!

It's the Father.

He is wounded, he is bleeding.

Hurry, take me to
Captain Firebrand.

Where will we find him?
- I'll show you the way.

At daybreak, the soldiers
will leave the Castle.

If we don't act now, we will
always regret it.

Yeah, he's right. We have a
chance to talk to the Countess.

And, just like that, you think
she'll give us justice?

Nevertheless, she only has
to listen to us.

Do not deceive yourselves,
friends. She'll only betray you.

Manfredo only follows her orders.

Only she is to blame for things
getting as bad as they are.

That is not true. I know her
better than that.

With your spirited defence of her,
perhaps you've forgotten,

what she did to you...
- That was not her fault.

Even so, you were whipped
on her command.

Yes, and none too lightly.
- Apparently he enjoyed it.

Be reasonable, all this would
only make matters worse.

Things can't get any worse
than they already are.

Right, and she should atone
for it.

Eye for eye, tooth for tooth,
let's burn the Castle!

She burnt down our homes,
we'll burn down hers!

Right. And we'll take back all
that belongs to us!

That's only right and proper!

Our smouldering has caught fire.
- Friends, this is pure suicide.

We haven't hope against
the guards at the Castle.

But there aren't any guards
left there.

The Castle is unguarded;
and the few people still there,

they are on our side.

Our way is clear, friends.
- Tomorrow will be a big day.

It is our one great chance.

Would you like some?

Yes.

Not a word. Be still!

Friends, I warn you, don't...
- And I tell you...

You must warn her, promise me.

I will save her, I swear it.

Thank you.

How many men guard
your camp?

At night, usually ten men.

Listen: We'll surprise them
with a charge from the forest.

The refugees will be brought
here for safety.

Is that fully understood?

Countess, I beseech you,
don't agree to receive them.

They are armed, and
they will do you harm.

Calm yourself, Berta.

Attilio! Open the doors.

You demanded to speak
with me. Here I am.

Now, tell me, what is it
you want?

Countess, this Throne Room
is a place my ancestors and I have...

only entered when we have
needed to call for justice.

And it has always been granted.

But, this time, you call for it
in a very strange way, Antonio.

Yes, it's true. But, sadly, it had
to be this way, Countess.

We were refused permission
to speak with you,

so we had to force our way
in on this occasion.

Refused, did you say? Who
did that? Only I give orders here.

Hear that, friends, she gives
the orders! Her alone!

Calm down! Be reasonable,
friends! Just stay calm!

Quieten down! And just listen
to what she has to say!

Look at her! But look at her well!
She is scared, our noble Countess!

Why don't you call your soldiers?
Why don't you have us whipped?

So much bluster;
and not a man amongst you.

Like old women who whine
in self-pity,

so it takes only one nudge
to drive them crazy

Nanu? You here? I wouldn't
have expected you here.

I thought you were men. Since
when do you attack women?

What do you cowards want?

They aren't cowards, they
are desperate people,

who demand nothing other
than justice.

And they demand it with
weapons? That is not polite!

I thought you were honourable
men. Not bandits like I.

I thought you would have
respect for the Law.

You were always on our side.

She wanted to hang you, and
now you are guarding her.

Me? Then I shall be a guard!

I came not for her sake,
but to save all of you.

You are all in danger. Do you
know who is on the march here?

The Baron di Serra, at the
head of his army.

And, more. That dolt Manfredo
has defected to their side.

That means the Castle is left
without any defence.

And you are about to be
slaughtered like cattle.

The Baron has been waiting for
you to rise up against your Lady.

He hopes to kill you all, so that
the Countess might be grateful.

But if that is true, that means...
- If that is true?

You still do not believe me?
I will prove it to you.

Let us through, friends.
- Hey, both of you! Stop them!

What do you want of us?
- Bring them here!

Let us go!

Ah, so you wanted to get away?

Now, let's settle our accounts
with them.

Yes, it was them who
provoked the whole riot.

That's not true!
- You damned liar, I will...

Antonio, this is not the way
to behave before a Countess.

Must I teach you proper manners?
We beg your pardon, Countess.

Here, have you seen an arrow
like this before?

No, I've not seen its like.
- So, have a really good look!

No!

It was with an arrow like this
that you murdered the Count.

No, it's not true.
- Liars!

Don't believe him, it's not true!
- Civetta!

Ah, there you are!
Bring the witness here.

Answer truly.

Did he give you the arrow?

Take him away, and give him
the reward he deserves.

Move, get going, you dog!

No! No, help me! Let me go!
I don't want to die!

Just to make it clear to you:

The true murderer of your Father
is not that paid underling,

but the person who hired
him to do the act.

And he is none other than the
Baron di Serra.

Pietro! Pietro!

Here they come,
over a hundred riders!

Here he comes to your rescue,
the fine gentleman.

He will not be long in
getting here.

Then we will prevent him.
Have the drawbridge raised

and arm all available men.
I hand over command to you.

When the Baron gets here, he
will find no-one will admit him.

Thank you, Countess; but I am
not the right man for that job.

I don't know anything about
the defence of a castle.

Civetta, make sure everyone
leaves the Castle!

As you command! Out of this
mousetrap, away with you!

Forward!

So, you send away all my people
and leave me unprotected,

to defend the honour of
my house alone.

I am afraid, Countess, that
you have misunderstood me.

If I do not remain here, then
neither do you.

I will never leave this Castle.

Excuse me, but we don't
have very much time.

Make sure no-one escapes!
Annihilate everyone!

Your Grace, the Castle has
been abandoned!

There is no-one here,
they have all gone!

We've been betrayed!
Quickly, mount up, follow me!

See here!

Here they come.

Halt! Everyone - Halt!

Take a half-hour rest!

Unsaddle the horses,
and let them graze.

Well, what are you waiting for?

The ride is over.

They are setting up camp,
the pigs.

Hopefully they'll soon ride on.

Careful, otherwise they
might see us.

What if Pietro turns up now?

Actually he should have been
back some time ago.

Listen, friends. Pietro is coming
with the Countess.

Pietro has been busy.

You were away a long time.
- What's the matter?

Manfredo's soldiers are here.
- They are camped below us.

No. Only my arm, if you please.

I am a heavy lump, aren't I?

Quite the opposite, you are
the sweetest load of my life.

You're such a flatterer.
- Oh no. No exaggeration.

I would like to carry you in my
arms to the end of the World.

There are still more coming.

We cannot stand against
all of those.

Whose troops are they?
- Baron di Serra.

I know his banners.

No reason for excitement.

If we keep quiet,
they won't notice us at all.

Draw back a bit!

What is the matter?
- There is a cavalry troop arriving.

Men, mount up!

The Castle was empty;
everyone had gone.

Where is the Countess?
- Disappeared with the rest of them.

We have a traitor amongst us.
- Was that aimed at me?

Whom else?

I warn you! No-one speaks
to me in such manner.

I'll speak as I see fit.
Do you understand me?

Captain Manfredo!

I order you to arrest Baron
di Serra immediately.

He is the murderer of my Father!

Are you the Devil? Do you
want to see us all killed?

You've already been responsible
for enough trouble!

You cannot possibly be so naive,

as to be taken in by the prattle
of such a forlorn creature?

She is held by those bandits,
and forced to say such things.

Thus, they hope to spread
discord amongst us.

But you must decide for
yourself what you believe.

If you remain faithful to me,

I will naturally support you
in the attack.

I hope that you can begin
at once.

Perhaps we should wait
until nightfall.

You are very cautious, I must say.

Are you perhaps afraid of this riff-raff?
Then I will just do it alone.

No, it's our responsibility. I
do not need your assistance.

Hear me, lads! There is someone
here who doubts your courage.

Let's show him what a trained
soldier is capable of.

Who has the nerve to climb this
escarpment? With me, of course.

Whoever is the first to the top,
will get a bonus of 20 crowns.

A hundred!

Forward, men, get the ladders!

Everyone get ready!

This way, lads! Hurry up!

Advance the first troops!

Come on!
What are you waiting for?

We have to get up there!

Captain, the archers are ready!

Attention, archers! Shoot!

And again!

Pietro.
- Here, Rocco, look after him!

Anna!

Come on!

Well, where are your people?

At least their suffering has
been brought to an end.

Who knows what we still
have ahead of us.

You are tired.
Come, rest yourself a little.

Yes, you really should take a rest.

Ah no, Berta.
I feel useless enough as it is.

At least let me perform
this small service.

That's strange.
I thought I knew you.

And now I see you are a
better person than I thought.

If only those dogs would attack.

For three days now, they
have made no move.

They don't even emerge from
their tents anymore.

They eat and drink, and we can
only watch. A shabby ploy!

The pigs mean to starve us out.
- And I'll be their first victim.

That's all that now remains of
my little horse.

If the Countess Elena is not
delivered to us in good health

by tomorrow evening,

ten subjects will be hanged
each day, starting the day after.

That is probably clear enough.
- It couldn't be clearer.

Sergeant!
- At your service, Your Grace.

You know what you have to do?
- Yes, sir.

Then, be quick!

Hey! You up there! I have a
message for you!

Can you hear me?

Pietro! Pietro! They've sent
us a message.

Can you read?
- Sadly, no.

Wait! Give it to me!
I'll read it.

What do they say?

The Baron offers 5,000 talents,
if you deliver me to him safely.

But you can't do...
- You, be quiet, understand?

5,000 talents? A tidy sum of
money, is it not?

For bandits like us, it's a lot.
But, for such a mean act...

That is my answer.
We fight on, my friends.

Why did you lie?

Because I don't want him
to give up on my account.

Anna, please help me,
I beg of you!

Pietro! Pietro! Come here!
Look down there!

Pietro! Pietro!
- What is it?

They've gone away. Do you see?
They've really gone away!

We are saved!

Civetta, they took off.

We are free!

Elena! Elena!

Come quickly. They have gone.
We are free.

Elena?

Pietro! Have you told the
Countess?

What's the matter?

She has escaped.
- That's why they broke camp.

She escaped to join them.

Why are you looking at me
like cows in the pasture?

It was all just a deceit.

She didn't join with us.
We didn't convince her.

She went off to join them.
She has betrayed us.

She played us like fools. But
now it's over, once and for all!

Get out, all of you! Go, get out!
All of you!

Captain Firebrand is dead.
Dead and gone.

You treat me like an enemy,
Countess.

And yet, it is to me that
you owe your freedom.

Freedom? I am your prisoner.
How can you talk about freedom?

Then you would have preferred
staying with the bandits?

One bandit; for whom honour
is not an empty word.

I see. You were enchanted
by this young magician.

Perhaps I might be persuaded
to leave this fellow alone.

I could equally destroy him,
and all of his robber band.

But I am willing to temper
justice with mercy.

Provided that he leaves this land.

Get up from there! You have
no right to sit in that place!

So, it was no idle boast that
this was your goal,

to merge the land of Roccalta
with your own.

Roccalta and Serra will, from
now, come under my rule.

I hope that, for people like us,
disputes and controversy

will become far less important.

The main thing is
to avoid a scandal.

There is not a spark of decency
in you! You are a criminal!

Ha! Don't hold back.

Murderer and tyrant. That's
what you really mean. Isn't it?

Yes. You had my Father killed.
Deny it, if you can!

That's for you to prove.
- I will bring you to court.

There I must disappoint you.

A wife cannot sue her husband.

Do you really think I would
marry a man who is a murderer?

I think so. Because it's only
on this condition that...

I will preserve the life of
your Captain Firebrand.

You seem somewhat fatigued?

Allow me to accompany you
to your chambers.

No, I am accustomed
to being alone.

Pietro? We are ready.
- You go on, I'll follow you.

Let's go.

Why are you still here?
I want to be alone.

Why? Aren't we allowed to
know you are only human?

I wish!

These were the only ones
who didn't guess.

And you have betrayed all of
them, the dead and the living.

All of the victims - all their
sacrifice, all their courage.

That's enough!

We believed in you.
You were our hope.

We thought you were a hero.
And what are you in reality?

An overblown, vainglorious
boaster. A loudmouth!

You never think of others,
only yourself and your pride.

You speak of betrayal! Who
betrayed you? Perhaps Elena?

I forbid you to speak of her.

I'll speak of her, even so;
and you will listen.

Elena sacrificed herself for you,
even though you're not worth it.

Because she loves you, do you
understand? Yes, loves you!

That is the tragedy. Elena loves
you - just exactly as I do!

Who is it?
- It is I, Countess.

Ah you, Berta. Come in.

I beg your forgiveness, but the
new brocade dress is finished.

Put it over there.

I would recommend you
put it on directly.

There is still time.
I will let you know.

Come, Martha, we still have
the veil to pack.

Anna! I did not expect you.

I have told Pietro everything.
Perhaps it was wrong of me.

He loves you alone. He asked
me to get you, Countess.

Come, he is waiting outside.
- Anna, you did this for me?

Quickly, we must hurry.

Follow me!

Pietro! Pietro!

Stop, don't move!
- Come, bring him along!

Pietro!

Anna. Anna.

Anna.

Now, my dear, the people are
jubilant and you are sad.

I gave my word of honour.
You promised to free him.

I will keep my promise.
Captain Firebrand will be freed,

but he won't be of very much
use to you.

By order of Baron Oddo di Serra
and Roccalta, the outlaw known as

Captain Firebrand is appropriately
sentenced to blinding by firebrand

Oh no!

Alarm! Everyone! Yes!

Go, save her!

What do you want done with
him? You must decide.

Don't come any closer, if her
life means anything to you.

You are a coward.

I will kill you and free your
people from tyranny.

With a sword, as it is your
favourite weapon.

Andrea, give me your sword.

I always keep my word.
- I keep mine also.

Come, watch your hero well.
It is his last performance!

I was told you were a good acrobat.
Let's see you jump, buffoon!

I would dearly like you to show
us the colour of your blood.

Do us the favour!

Leave it, wait a while.

I've amused myself long enough.

I cannot kill you while
you are unarmed.

Now I can kill you.

English subtitles: David Blake (2013)