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Why don't you take your hat off?

My, you're so beautiful...

My love...

My love...

You wait right here, Marialé.

Stay in the car and don't move.

Daddy!

Daddy!

Daddy!

A WHITE DRESS FOR MARIALE

Excuse me, Miss, could you tell me where the Bellaria family manor is?

That way.

Is it very far from here?

Thanks.

Can I help you?

I've been invited by the Marquises of Bellaria.

Invited?

That's impossible, I'm afraid. They're currently abroad.

But... I have my Invitation right here.

Here, take a look.

Desolated, but there's nobody home.

Marialé!

Marialé!

Marialé!

Give it to the master, I'll take the other one.

Stop speeding like a madman, will ya?!

We were supposed to be there already!

Pop that damn trunk open!

Fucking piece of junk of a car!

Semy!

Not drinking?

Care to tell me what this is all about?

You're asking the wrong person.

You think I haven't realized you're poisoning me?

I've had it with your daily nonsense!

Where did that bitch go, I wonder...

The true daily nonsense are the sedatives you keep giving me.

In order to stop me from thinking clearly.

And make me barely able to walk.

I want to experience life outside these walls, Paolo.

I'm a nervous wreck, Marialé, so I'd rather you stop talking.

You hired Osvaldo to help you, not me.

No, Paolo...

No...

No!

- No, I don't want to! - Please, calm down now.

- Hurry. - No!

- Do it, quick! - No...

Calm down.

Marialé, stop!

Say, Massimo, you sure this ain't some prank?

I don't think so.

Paolo and Marialé aren't that kind of people.

- Hey, maybe it's somebody else's prank. - Can it.

I already told your friend that nobody's home.

Yeah? What about the telegrams we've got?

- And Massimo said he saw someone. - That's right.

I'm positive I saw the lady of the house.

Let them in, Osvaldo. They're personal friends.

Hey, there's our chum Paolo!

- How you doin', mystery man? - Hey!

Let's go.

- I guess I was right, then. - Yep, indeed.

Dumb butler didn't want to let us in...

Wait for us, guys!

I'll wait for them, you tie up the dogs.

Move, boys.

Hey.

- It took a bit of an effort getting here. - You alone?

Nope, the two pervs are down the road, bickering as usual.

You better think twice before opening your mouth and talk nonsense.

I don't like the way you treat me in front of your friends.

That so? Then stick to smiling, always better than hear you speak.

Aye aye, master.

Hello, Gustavo.

Gee, it's a long stairway.

Hi, Paolo. This is Semy.

- Nice to meet you. - Good evening, Semy.

Welcome to my house.

- I'm talking about boundaries, goddammit! - You should talk about your debts.

Hah, look who's talking.

- What about Mercedes? - Don't you dare mention her.

- Well, she's the main issue. - No, that would be my reputation.

Sure, and your wife's jeopardizing it, you hypocrite.

Not to mention a sleazy, impotent pimp.

- Hey, Massimo. - Hi.

Hey, poet guy.

Hey to you, Mr. bankruptcy.

- Hello, Paolo. - How are you, Mercedes?

You look good, you know.

- I can't complain, I guess. - Come in.

- How many guests are still to come? - Three more.

So I think that...

Hold on a second. Hey, Paolo!

- So, shall we come up or not? - Stop being a fool and come on up!

- Nice welcome! - You and your quips...

- Hiya, old feller! - You never change, huh?

How you doing?

Marialé will be so happy to see you.

- You think so? - I do. Come on in.

Excuse me for a moment, everyone.

I'll go check if Marialé Is ready to come down.

Be my guests, help yourselves.

Well, well...

Something definitely doesn't add up here...

- I don't think they were expecting us. - In that case, I'm outta here.

You should have been more careful.

I'll take care of it.

Marialé?

Come in.

Did you send out those telegrams?

Yes. I broke the lock on the phone and dictated them.

Do you even realize what mess you just put me in?

I do, actually.

But I don't want to start arguing with you now.

All right.

Tell me what you have in mind, at least.

I think this dress would be perfect.

A little out of fashion, but I don't have anything better.

Could you please answer my question?

And I asked you to stay calm.

We have to go back to a normal life again, mingling with other people.

I don't care if they are good or bad, I just want to see others.

Living people. I want to hear their voices and see their faces.

However, they're already here. We can't just throw them out.

If you think I'll help you with your party, you're sorely wrong.

Are you afraid they'll find out who you are?

What you do to me, maybe? Or the way we live?

- I'm only afraid for you. - Stop it.

- I would never harm you. - Shut up!

All right.

As you wish.

Let's make a deal, shall we?

Go on.

- You behave nice to me and I... - Yeah, and you?

- This is not a game, don't you get it? - It's serious business, I know.

But they'll consider it like one of the silly evenings they usually spend together.

They won't give you what you're looking from them.

We still have to see about it.

We haven't seen those people for a long time.

Years, possibly.

- You can't treat them like objects. - Says you.

You can't use them like objects.

They're a bunch of sad, phony, coward,

jealous and crazy individuals. Just like everybody else.

They just need the right excuse at the right moment, you'll see.

Stop drinking!

Well? Am I cheerful enough for you?

You better keep your mouth shut, you little monkey.

And you better stop calling me that in front of the others.

You stop drinking first.

You're right, Semy.

Mind your damn business, poet boy.

What did your husband tell you?

You disgust me when you act like this.

Not to mention your racism.

Damn savage is barely able to stand on her legs.

Not thanks to people like you, who oppressed her kind forever.

What are you doing all alone in this dusty room?

I don't really like mingling with the others.

But you came with them anyway.

I came for you.

How do you find me since we last met?

- You haven't changed a bit. - Yes, I've changed.

- I got married. - I forgot that for a moment.

I need you, Massimo.

- I need your help. - I'm here.

No... Forget what I said, I'm sorry.

Stay still and remain calm, Mercedes.

It's over now...

How did that snake manage to get in here?

I caught it earlier in the park.

It managed to escape. It was a harmless one, however.

There are more venomous bites than those of a snake.

Say, you go around packing heat all the time?

Well, we live here alone.

Take it away.

Ain't that terrific.

Snakes, mysterious telegrams that nobody has actually sent...

Even a butler swearing by the three wise monkeys creed:

see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil.

And all this in an abandoned castle, I wonder when the ghosts'll show up.

Shut your mouth!

As you wish, white man.

Aye aye, white master.

Enough!

Here come the ghosts, Semy.

Your irony is very inappropriate.

Well, give us a tour of the castle.

It won't take long, most of the place is a wreck.

What's your name?

My name is Semy.

Come.

The ghosts can tag along, if they wish.

Well, that was a good start for our party.

Wow, this is insane!

You better be careful, you might be in for a surprise.

You're such a nutter!

Semy was attempting to seduce this old armor.

Hey, Gustavo!

Come take a look at this

Who's there?

Who goes there?

Well...

You never know...

Jo?

Jo?

Jo!

Come on, Jo, answer me.

Stop trying to scare me, Jo, please.

Jo...

Answer me...

Mercedes!

Mercedes, what happened?

There was someone there!

I thought it was you!

Don't move, I'll take a look.

Calm down.

Don't be scared.

We're alone.

Hey, Massimo!

You got lost, huh?

Yeah.

This place is a regular maze.

I told you there was nothing to see here.

But everyone usually believes a castle is some sort of amazing place.

As you could see, that's far from the truth.

How many times have you been down here?

Two or three times.

I'm still convinced these cellars are rich in history.

The cries and screams of many prisoners echoed on these walls.

Not mentioning the odd adultery committed in some corners.

Masters and servants going back and forth in these tunnels thousands of times.

Something must have remained of all this history.

Bolting the doors is useless,

you cannot hide the traces of those who lived in this hell.

- Don't you agree? - You're right.

Don't indulge him, Marialé. Dinner is probably ready.

We're not finished here yet.

Besides, there's no light down here.

We could always use candles.

- What do you expect to find anyway? - Nothing.

You said so yourself.

- Very well, I'll tell you what you'd find. - Paolo!

That's not all.

Marialé!

Marialé, where are you?

Where are we, Marialé?

Close the windows! Close them!

Semy!

Semy!

Where's everyone?!

- Semy! - Where are we?!

Close the windows, hurry!

Semy!

Out! All of you!

Get out, everyone!

Get out of here!

Mercedes!

Mercedes!

- Mercedes, where are you? - Sebastiano!

Sebastiano!

Hey, that's Sebastiano.

No way, that's just a dummy.

- Dang, you didn't look real! - Like my new look?

He's pretty much real.

You big fool.

No way I could have ever noticed you among these dummies!

You better find a new game to play, Marialé.

A game, yes. That sounds just right.

What are we waiting for?

Come on, pick up a dress.

Come on.

I'd choose that one, yes.

Whatever, go on and put on whatever clothes or makeup you fancy.

See if I care!

I'll be waiting upstairs.

Any suggestions for me?

The dress you would never wear.

I've chosen this one.

I'm ready.

Why did you choose that dress?

Because it looks good on me.

What's wrong with you, Marialé?

"Take and eat, this is my body."

"I say unto you...

... that one of you shall betray me."

Perhaps me, my good sir?

Massimo.

Massimo.

- Drink. - No...

- Go on, drink it. - No...

- Come on, drink it. - I can't, I had too much of that...

- Drink. - I don't want to.

Stop it!

Stop it!

Hello, cutie.

Where did Semy go?

Turn off the lights, let us play.

It was fun, wasn't it?

Lock the cellars.

Why the invitation? What's behind this masquerade you set up?

Stop lying, I'm bloody serious.

I didn't force you to do anything.

I don't give a damn about Semy and the others.

You could have found other ways to bring us all together here, but instead...

I wanted to see you again.

Answer my question.

- I'm scared. - Scared of what?

Semy!

- Paolo is probably looking for us - Answer me.

Come, follow me.

- Come on, let's go. - Where are we going?

- Where are we? - Come on.

Watch your step.

Here we are.

Come here and sit down.

No... No, please.

No.

- Take off your clothes. Come on. - Jo...

Please, no...

- No... Not here... - Come on, we're all alone.

Do it...

No...

Jo, I don't want to...

- Come here... - No...

- Come on... - Leave me alone...

Leave me alone...

- Be still. - No, stop...

- Be a good girl. - Let go of me...

No...

Not like this...

What's eating you?

Stop it! That's enough!

What's wrong with you, Marialé?

Mind your damn business, you idiot.

What's going on? What have you all become?

Am I right, Paolo?

What's this guy's problem now?

Shut up! I've had enough of your idiotic mouth and its filthy kisses.

What about you? Why were you peeping on them?

She's my wife.

Wife? Your slave, more like.

Your servant.

Your mistress, perhaps.

Yet nothing more than an item for sale or trade.

You poor, impotent fool.

You haven't changed a bit, have you?

You should look at yourself. You're as ridiculous as all the others.

Part Hamlet, part troubadour.

It was only a game.

It was supposed to stay as such.

That's what you think.

You cannot flick a switch and hope things will go back to how they were before.

Isn't that right, my dear court jester?

What about you, Jo?

Why did you slap her?

You're just like an old general without an army.

The master commands, the faithful servant complies.

It doesn't matter if said commands are unfair or absurd.

Isn't that right?

Why don't you open that door, you fool?

Move!

Calm down, it's over.

It's all over now.

Calm down.

Let's go.

Why should I do that?

Semy is my girlfriend!

I heard her scream, so I ran to see what happened!

I could hear her hands scratching the door! I tried to open it! Break it down!

It must have been Osvaldo, the butler! He locked her in that room!

He was out for revenge because we disturbed his filthy beasts!

Heh, "filthy beasts."

Even if that's true, you could have simply unbolted the door.

- Why didn't you do it? - Because I didn't see it.

It was too dark!

And Semy screamed and screamed!

Just admit you were shitting your pants, man.

She seems to be better now, luckily.

Unfortunately, Marialé is now very upset after the recent events.

It wasn't nice for her to watch your, let's say, performances.

Neither for me, actually.

Oh, gimme a break, she came up with that game.

However, you made pretty clear we've overstayed our welcome.

Guess it's our fault for behaving like animals.

I'm not kicking anyone out.

What a shame, such a nice weekend down the drain.

Well, time to pack up our stuff and leave.

Semy?

What are you doing here?

Just wait a minute, Semy. I wanted to tell you...

- Get out! - But... It wasn't me!

- Go away! - I didn't want to...

Get out!

Get out...

Don't touch anything.

Did you see anybody?

- No. - Think again!

- Nobody. - Did you hear a noise?

- Nothing. - A shadow? A scream? A voice?

Cut it out!

What happened, Paolo?

Go get a sheet.

Hurry up, what are you waiting for?

- We must call the police. - The police?

Easy for you to say, but try to understand me.

Understand what?

Don't you realize we cannot hide a murder?

We'd make ourselves accomplices to the culprit.

Worst case scenario, they'll charge us with the crime.

No! Not me!

I was in Semy's room at the time of the murder!

We don't even know when he got killed, you idiot!

This ain't about you or me being innocent, we gotta find out why he was murdered!

I had no motive to kill him. You and Mercedes, on the other hand...

- Nobody's accusing you! - Let him speak.

He and Mercedes were the only ones who who could have loathed Sebastiano.

He took advantage of the relationship between me and Mercedes.

- Blackmail! There's your motive! - Pointing your finger at me, huh?!

It'd make sense, but you got it all wrong!

Now listen, Massimo.

Mercedes, Sebastiano and me were fine with the state of things.

Sure, it might have been a dirty, ambiguous relationship.

But we were fine with it.

- Maybe Mercedes killed him! - Enough!

Cut it out, you two!

There's no point in tearing each other apart.

The culprit would never confess, after all.

The more time passes, the worse this situation gets for all of us.

I'm sorry for Marialé, but we have to call the police immediately.

There's a phone in the other room.

The line's dead.

Somebody cut the cable.

Go to the village and alert the police.

Yes sir.

Let's get out of these cursed costumes now.

Time to put our goody-two-shoes masks back on.

I guess hypocrisy is better than this damn masquerade.

Osvaldo.

Oh, it's you.

The power's out! Somebody do something!

Relax, will you.

Probably a power overload, it happened before.

- Is there a main switch? - Yes, of course.

Well, then I guess you should go have a look at it. I'll come with you.

Let's go.

The switch is tripped.

Another common occurrence?

No. It's the first time, actually.

Maybe somebody tampered with it, then.

- But why? - No idea. We'll ask the police.

Switch it on.

Don't move! Stay where you are!

What's wrong?

I just want to leave this place!

You're making it more difficult for all of us.

I don't give a damn about any of you!

Let's not make more dumb things.

You're not going anywhere.

I don't want to end up like Sebastiano!

We have to stay together.

Get out of my way!

Go ahead and shoot.

Shoot!

Don't push him.

I just want to leave this place!

- Think you've got what it takes to shoot? - Stop it!

- Give me the gun, you two-bit ballerina. - No!

- Do it. Playtime's over. - No! Don't come any closer!

Let him go, Paolo.

No! No!

Four in the morning, almost dawn.

Osvaldo hasn't returned yet.

We cannot wait any longer.

Listen, people, either something happened to him or he made a run for it.

Serves us right for believing he actually alerted the police.

- Then I'll go. - No!

Letting Gustavo leave was already foolish enough.

I say we stay here together.

And do what? Keep an eye on each other?

That's what we're already doing.

Look where it got us.

Sure, we all look innocent enough.

It's blood.

Jo, wait.

Going together is pointless. I'll take this way, you go that way.

- All right. - I'm scared, don't go.

Follow me, it's time to tell you everything.

I have to tell you something.

He tried to choke me!

He's insane, don't you understand it? Insane, I tell you!

He wants to kill us all!

I'm scared.

Marialé, open the door.

Open up, I said!

It's him. Be careful.

He's crazy.

I beg you, Massimo! Help me!

Marialé, open this door or I'll break it down!

Marialé!

Marialé. Open up, Marialé.

I have to talk to you, Marialé. Open up!

Open the door, I said! Open it!

He's armed, you have to defend yourself.

He wants to kill us both, don't you get it!?

Please...

Marialé!

Open up!

But... What's going on?

Where's Jo?

M-Mercedes...

S-someone killed Mercedes...

Hold it. Don't move.

Shoot him!

Hold it, I said!

Go on, shoot him!

Don't move an inch, both of you.

Listen to me, Massimo. You must not believe her.

- Where's Jo and the others? - They all ran away.

She's lying.

They've all been killed.

It was her. She killed them all.

- It's not true, Massimo! - Shut up!

Shut up.

Massimo...

You can't really believe that. He's lying, don't you get it?

He wants to kill us all.

We've been blinded, Massimo.

Both of us.

What are you talking about?

What you already found out by yourself.

Jo was killed in the living room.

Mercedes has met the same fate. She's there, too. Dead.

It was Paolo who murdered them!

Who unleashed the dogs that mauled Gustavo?

It was Osvaldo, he hates us just like Paolo does!

You can tell her yourself, Massimo, that Osvaldo had already left.

He could have unleashed them.

To keep us confined in the house.

And he never intended to go call the police.

And yet, he's dead.

You're crazy if you think Massimo will believe your lies!

She gave you that gun to kill me, isn't that right?

What are you waiting for? Shoot him!

I want to know the truth.

Massimo...

I love you.

Listen to me, Massimo.

You cannot believe she loves you.

We gave her men who didn't even know what love means.

Kill him.

What are you waiting for?

You were all there.

Without a clue on how to get out of that foolish, grotesque masquerade.

It's not true.

How can you love someone who offers such a degrading image of himself?

It was just a party like any other.

Except it wasn't, don't you get it?

What are you talking about?

You were all actors in a tragedy.

Just what she needed to hide in her childhood.

A childhood of bloodstained dolls from a 30 year old murder!

D-daddy...

Daddy...

Marialé...

She's very ill.

Daddy...

Don't you still get it? She's insane!

D... Daddy...

I was there...

I loved him...

How I loved him...

It happened 30 years ago!

You and me, Massimo...

And then...

Why did he do it? Why?

It was your father!

I used to kiss him...

Like this...

No...

No...

No...

Marialé!

No!

Subtitled by Francesco Massaccesi