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- Are the horses ready? - As you wish.

Go get them.

Your guests are always in bed, Milady.

I did not sleep well !

Wake them up, I need to take the air.

I want to take a ride, to forget this bad dream.

Are you sure you dreamed?

Sometimes you lose the perception of reality,

and i'm the only one to be able to remind you.

Enough ! You are always in my feet? Get out!

At 22, Frederique,

Countess of Metzengerstein,

inherited a large family wealth.

Rarely, in his country,

a noble had possessed such an important area.

She administered it capriciously.

Up day or night according to his whims.

This morning, haunted by the dream what she had done,

she decided to bring his guests at the castle

where she grew up.

Marquis! Serve me a drink!

Some blood !

Bastard!

- Milady! - What ?

It's not allowed to let go a bit?

I love this place.

It's fantastic.

It's nothing compared to what you own.

Better than where I grew up? Idiot !

It always revolves around of you, this scoundrel?

How about I throw him over there?

What if he was flying... It would be a pity.

Shoot straight! The rope must give way.

His acts of debauchery, of cheating

and extreme cruelty, soon learned to his vassals

that they wouldn't be never safe

facing the fangs of that petty Caligula.

Come.

Come on.

Give me that necklace!

- Is this our room? - I have a surprise for you.

For me ?

- What ? - Patience.

Here. You like?

Don't be so naive! I know him long before you!

Let's see.

Not there!

Everyone approved of his whims. Not only his depraved friends,

but also those who feared her.

With one exception,

a branch of his dynasty, less fortunate, the Berlifitzings,

who in fact were enemies of always Metzengersteins.

He openly condemned his actions.

The two families were grieved for centuries.

Their hostility dated for so long,

that no one remembered of its origin.

At that time, the young Baron Wilhelm of Berlifitzing

lived alone in the family castle.

Although close neighbor,

he had never spoken To his redoubtable cousin,

Frederick of Metzengerstein.

However, if on his side,

Frederique must have met his gaze, in the distance,

she did not hesitate to show him his contempt.

But Wilhelm did not seem not even notice it.

With his quick wit he could have had much success in his milieu,

but he didn't seem interested

only by his stables or his hunting ground.

Help !

Fast !

If I find the idiot who laid this trap,

I'll pass it on a bad quarter of an hour.

I assure you of that.

Come on, do something!

When a vixen is trapped, she plays dead,

And when we open the trap, she leaps, even with only two feet.

did it hurt?

Frederique and Wilhelm met again face to face, by the greatest of chance.

The young countess thought that his hatred would come out,

but to his surprise, his face remained marked in her.

Something had changed.

The memory of his mocking gaze,

gave birth in her to the desire to see him again.

We are looking for a vixen, Wilhelm Berlifitzing?

Sultan!

He will be back.

How cold.

In the Metzengerstein family, you wouldn't let a woman get cold.

Apparently not in yours.

You never speak, cousin.

I still have a mark on my ankle.

Prince!

Do you only talk to animals?

I invite you to supper this evening.

You will feel at home. Most of my hosts are buzzards,

bears or boars.

You should like.

I don't want to join my menagerie.

I am not used to that tell me no.

You'll have to get used to it, cousin.

Who do you think you are?

A happy man.

Frederique!

Wilhelm!

Rejected, taunted, while for once she had been sincere,

Frederique's fury drown the feelings

who pushed her to go to his cousin.

Hughes!

Now she could prepare his revenge.

Hughes!

- Yes, Milady? - How did he get here?

He arose from the flames and galloped so far.

- Who owns it? - Everyone ignores him.

Even the servants of Baron Wilhelm.

No one has ever seen him. He is enraged.

We can't approach it!

Me, I can.

Milady, Baron Wilhelm lost his life there!

What ?

Trying to save his beloved horse.

Straw has spread fire everywhere.

Hughes!

Yes ?

Fix everything... As it was before.

But that's impossible, Madam!

You will because I want it !

Find the best weaver.

When she ordered let the stables be burned,

She never imagined for a moment that Wilhelm could have perished in the flames.

His death had not satisfied neither his passion nor his rage.

A bad feeling haunted him.

She was filled with terror.

You seem absent. What are you thinking about ?

Nothing, let's see.

Let's see.

Since that day, the behavior

of the young countess changed radically.

She remained recluse within its domain,

completely alone,

Unless his impetuous horse

that she rode without rest,

can be considered as companion.

He was the only one who Frederique was loyal.

At any hour of the day

or night,

sick or healthy,

whatever the weather,

the countess seemed riveted in the saddle of his horse,

whose fiery character suited him so well.

Tell me old man,

are you finished soon?

It depends. I do not know not exactly.

Sometimes, the threads thread themselves,

and others, they refuse.

How much time left ?

Weeks... months, maybe.

This fate, which she had accepted deep inside her,

continued to act on her, even in his moments of solitude.

She stayed for hours in front of the tapestry,

following its progress.

Fascinated, she observed the old man's fingers,

bring back to life black workhorse.

His fingers knotted the threads with so much dexterity

that they seemed to weave with a fatal logic his own death.

What is it ? Why doesn't it work?

My hands have always obeyed me. Help me.

Have you found it?

- You gave it the color of blood. - No, that of fire!

Frederique had accepted and waited for this end.

She rushed into the flames.

Like Wilhelm, with Wilhelm,

she was killed by fire.

The plane continued to fly over the airport,

as unable to land.

It was the first time that I was coming to Rome,

and didn't speak a word of Italian.

Being an actor, I was often led to travel,

but this time it was different. I was nervous.

Moment, I even hoped

that this plane does not land and take me... home.

But that was not possible.

The plane was caught in the nets invisible from the airport,

who attracted him fatally to the ground.

Flight 307 at control tower,

we ask permission to disembark passengers.

Your attention, please.

TWA announces the departure of Flight 203 bound for New York.

TWA announces the departure of Flight 203

to Paris, London, Shannon and New York, at Gate No. 5.

Mr. Edwards...

Here it is! Toby Dammit!

A smile, please, Toby.

No ! Stop!

Please.

Stop.

What a fool! I'm going to give him one!

Are you injured?

No, it's fine.

They send them all over there...

All right. I'm sorry.

Your blinding flashes of light...

I can't take them anymore. I'm not used to all that.

You understand. I only go out at night.

Those damn lights!

Why did you come here?

Your attention, please.

TWA announces the departure of its flight 203

to Paris, London, Shannon and New York.

I am Father Spagna. Welcome to Rome.

- And you are... - I represent the production company...

Here are the two directors, the Manetti brothers,

Maurizio and Ernestino.

And my secretary...

Excuse me, I do not speak english very well.

My interpreter will translate.

I am happy that you have has a nice trip.

Welcome to Rome.

Do you want tell him anything else?

Please follow me.

It always takes so much walk in these airports.

It's the first Western Catholic.

The return of Christ on an isolated meadow.

He answers a question that every man asks himself.

A new appearance of Christ.

A concrete appearance of the saviour.

Christ is in everyone from us, of course.

Now his appearance, so obvious...

...may seem like a desperate bet.

A blasphemy, almost, I would like to say.

But for an artist like you,

whether you are a believer or not,

you understand that cinema

can bring out poetry through original images.

something between Dreyer and Pasolini

with a grain of John Ford, of course.

As long as they reflect the torments of our culture

and the decadence of capitalism,

italian westerns represent an art form!

According to Lukacs,

We want to create characters steeped in history.

For example, we two outlaws represent anarchy.

The busty girl is a shelter illusion of rationality.

The meadow represents history

and buffalo meat, means of subsistence for man.

It will be in color.

Garish colors and rudimentary costumes

in order to harmonize the meadow with the biblical landscape.

Piero della Francesca and Fred Zinnemann, so to speak!

It's a very good idea. You match perfectly.

Just let your heart speak.

The production company promised me a Ferrari, latest model.

Where is she?

Ah, yes, the Ferrari...

You'll get it after the show.

After the ceremony tonight.

How ?

Are you going to a funeral?

Advance!

Stop the car! I need to talk to him.

1,000 lira. Your hand. I see wealth and happiness.

And me ?

Curiosity is human, but you can't change fate.

No.

Once again. I've seen it before.

She was waiting for me at the airport.

With his white and silent ball.

I tried to push her away but she kept coming back.

She seemed to know that sooner or later I'll play his game.

But when ?

You promised to leave me alone.

I'm doing well.

Our guest tonight is an English actor

that everyone knows.

You all still have his last film in memory.

He is now in Roma to make a movie,

a western version of redemption!

Ladies and gentlemen, this is Toby Dammit.

What is happening ? Are you serious?

- First trip to Italy? - Yes.

What brings you?

The Ferrari you're going to give me.

Do you take LSD or other drugs?

Of course.

- For what ? - To feel normal.

what do you prefer in life?

No idea.

- What do you hate the most? - My public.

They say you lost it. Is it true ?

How the critics judged your movie Hamlet?

It's clear that he didn't understand us.

Did you pass an unhappy childhood?

No. My mother was very cheerful when she beat me.

Maybe she had been drinking.

I heard that you do can't stand the criticism

and that you were violent.

Repeat and I break your nose.

Will you marry me?

Are you neurotic?

It's my only quality.

What's wrong in your life, Mr. Dammit?

Nothing. I am terribly happy.

Is it true that you had boring jobs?

Yes yes...

...but never a TV journalist.

What a pity.

- Do you know Italian cinema? - I pretend that we.

Why do you have so much success with women?

I'm masculine enough to to please a man.

and feminine enough to please to a woman.

- Why didn't you come to Italy Before?

- I visited Africa once.

- Do you think you're funny? - No. And you ?

Do you believe in God ?

No.

And the devil?

Yes, the devil, yes!

How curious! Have you seen it yet?

Yes.

Does he look like a goat, a bat or a black cat?

Oh no.

I'm English... not Catholic.

For me, the Devil is a jolly fellow.

It looks like a little girl.

He is doing well. It is good.

With my head I can do whatever I please.

You did see ?

It never stops.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

Welcome to the ceremony Italian for the Oscars.

First, I want to thank show business celebrities,

politicians and artists who are here tonight.

I also thank the Minister of Culture.

To my producer.

Let me shake your hand. Cheer. And long live Italy!

Mr Dammit, my name is Spinelli but I am better known as Artagnan.

I am an imitator.

I am a poet, philosopher, writer...

I can't even say hello to a friend...

Mr. Dammit, please excuse me.

I present to you my daughter, Elisabeth. She is a singer, dancer and actress.

- Smile, Elizabeth. - Pleased.

Is she blank?

Mr. Dammit, let's see, she is a child.

Lombardi, production.

They will start soon the Golden Wolves ceremony.

We will have some time left after the fashion show.

Usually everyone say a little word before the Awards,

a little poem, for example.

Except the actresses, of course.

A bit of Shakespeare, perhaps.

Not too long, and with punch.

The boss is right.

Shakespeare is good, as long as it's not too long.

And now, the highlight of the show:

"The Queen of Sheba".

In preview!

"Roman Fashion" and "Humiliation".

"Lady Hamilton".

It's your turn, Mr. Dammit.

Follow me I will introduce yourself to the presenters.

Good morning.

I'm going to do your understudy. Could I have a photo with you?

Yes, the three of us!

I know London well. I have been there twice.

I'm happy to do your understudy. I worked with Tomas Milian too.

I am also a stuntman.

THANKS !

Get me 20 copies.

Have you ever been to London?

Oh, I would like to live there. I like this city a lot.

And the English, so well educated!

And their cinema, much better than ours.

You'll be better off here...

What's the matter ?

No, you have had enough.

Later, if you you behave well.

Mr. Toby, over here.

You should not drink so much.

Enchanted, I am the painter Stagni.

I won the prize for best actress

in "Drag Your Old Bones Home". You saw him ?

It is an honor. I admire you a lot.

Poor thing, she is almost blind.

Good evening. You remember me?

And now, the moment of truth!

But before, let me thank the judges

who selected tonight's winners.

A Golden Wolf to Marylou Lolo,

who shone in his first film already.

A Golden Wolf with friendly twins,

Lion and Tiger, the singers.

Please come closer.

In order to entrust the public what you feel.

I am very moved.

All I can say... thank you.

- And you ? - I'm very touched.

All I can say... thank you.

I am very touched.

All I can say... thank you.

Cheer! Cheer!

And now the woman who touched you deeply.

Our favorite actress to all.

A Golden Wolf to Annie Ravel.

Good evening...

And now please forgive me

if voice trembles more than usual,

but i can't contain my enthusiasm.

Our guest of honor...

Yes, you all guessed it.

The artist who for so many years,

transmitted to us his joy of living,

made us laugh to tears,

as only can an exceptional artist.

How do you do to stay so young?

would you like to tell us a few words, or maybe a mime?

Don't ask me too much. You know I have a cat's eye!

Do not worry. I will take care of you.

I will take care of you.

I understand you. I've known you forever.

Never again will you be alone

because i will be always by your side.

You will always find me by your side.

You will never be again neither shipwrecked nor fugitive.

No more loneliness nor selfishness.

we will live

calmly and faithfully.

The life we've been waiting for for so long.

You didn't have faith, but your trust you led me.

I am the one you have always been waiting,

totally devoted to you.

Until the end of time.

And now..., the other surprise that we have reserved for you for tonight.

One of the greatest cinema,

Ladies and gentlemen, Toby Dammit!

Toby!

Cheer!

Well done, well done!

Please come closer, Mr. Dammit.

Step aside, please!

Cheer!

Welcome Toby Dammit,

great actor who contributed to the success of British cinema.

He came this evening to honor in Italian cinema.

I have the great pleasure of delivering this peg

To Toby Dammit, in recognition

for his brilliant interpretation from the work of Shakespeare,

titan of modern poetry,

the most striking after Dante.

All my congratulations.

You allow ?

"And all our yesterdays have lit up for madmen

"the path to dust and death.

"Go out, little candle!

"Life is but a walking shadow, a poor actor

"who struts and bustles during his hour on stage

"And then we no longer hear.

"It's a fable Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury..."

But this is not true that I am a great actor.

It's not true.

I could have...

But it's been a year that I did nothing.

The latest director...

with whom I worked, constantly complaining,

he said I was always drunk.

I do not know why I tell you that.

Why do you have me guest here?

what do you expect from me?

And this woman...

who asked me in marriage.

It's funny, isn't it?

I was in the corner, crying. I...

I often burst into tears when I drank too much. I...

It's the wine that makes me sad.

It's too bright here.

But the whiskey...

Whiskey is different.

It's confusing me...

It's funny.

This beautiful woman...

...took my hand. She stroked it.

She said: "I am totally devoted to you.

I am the one you I've been waiting forever."

Listen my dear. Me, I didn't wait for you!

I am not waiting for anyone. Are you listening to me?

Bullshit !

Here are the keys. I already redid it.

Mr. Dammit, come back!

Toby! Where are you going?

You sick person! How are you?!!

How do I get out of here?

I want to go to ... Rome?

He is crazy. Where is this idiot going?

The bridge is closed. You have to take a detour.

Come back! You have to go to the mill.

The road is cut.

get by, I must pass!