All language subtitles for Diavolo in Corpo (1986) BRRip Oldies

DEVIL IN THE BODY

...the white tablecloth,

as soon as dinner is over!

Look, the dead are coming!

The sad, pale dead!

Later in the poem,
"the white tablecloth",

a little later the poem continues:

The little girl is all grown up:

She takes care of the house and works...

washing and cooking,

do everything as it was done then.

She thinks of everything,
except unpacking the table.

she lets the dead,
the good, poor dead come.

This means that the dead,
in Pascoli's poem

are never
scary and threatening presences,

in fact they are the
only presence with

the poet can have a relationship,
cry and be consoled.

They are your own family:
Your father, your mother...

children's happiness.

All of this is highly idealized.

The dead talk to him:

There's a voice in my life...

precisely because of the
goodness of these emotions

and worship and family ties,

the inevitable sense of duty...

Pascoli became the poet
par excellence in school books.

Which, however, is never
is reflected enough

Go away!

Emphasizing the extreme...

Miss! Look at me!

What's going on?

Don't move. What's going on?
is happening?

I told you not to move!

Don't lean out!

Leave me alone!

Miss, look at me!

Look at me!

Look at me.

You'll feel completely
different in an hour's time.

Calm down!

Please, miss, calm down.

Look, I'm a Catholic priest.
Please look at me!

Look at me, miss!

Christ said that our life
belong to us, but to God.

You can't shorten it.

Please look at me.

Our life is not ours, it
God's, he decides.

Think of the others!

Think of those who
suffer more than you,

the sick, the dying!

Please look at me!

Please look at me, miss.

Think...

Look at me, I'm
a Catholic priest.

All right, maybe
you're not Catholic,

but you must be a Christian,

must believe in something.

think of your brother
your father and your mother.

Miss, I know that this
is a sad time for you,

a difficult time.

Maybe you'll feel
different in an hour.

Anita, I beg you, don't do this.

What have we done to you?

Stop, she's going to jump.

Don't lean
out, for God's sake.

Help!

Help!

Help!

Let me pass,
let me pass.

- This way.
- Take it.

Watch out.

Take her to
the principal's office.

- No!
- To the principal's office!

Leave her there for a
she feels sick.

Come on, let's go!

Just go.

Father, be careful
not let the water

fall into the garden.

Oh, I hadn't thought of that

- Shall we?
- Let's go.

Giulia, don't forget the flowers.

Yes, Mom.

Can I?

COLONEL MARIO DOZZA
VICTIM OF TERRORISM

A document?

Any metal objects?

- You're welcome.
- You're welcome.

We are reaching the decision
of the competent judges.

They base their
guilty verdicts

exclusively on
witness statements,

the so-called hard-fingers!

They have a great interest in doing

the most serious accusations

given the enormous rewards,

the huge reductions in
sentences given to them

under the 1979
and L.304 of 1982.

Mr. President,
Honorable judges,

an important criterion
included in many sentences

is the so-called 'moral complicity',

by which the member of a
subversive armed organization

must answer for the
simple reason that

take part in this organization...
- Can I help you?

Could you
give this to Pulcini?

Well, it's not allowed.

Oh, please

All right, I'll
ask the captain.

- Thank you.
- Give it to me.

The accused, Ennio Giorgetti,

must answer
to two murders,

- Hi, Giulia.
- Good morning, madam.

even if you haven't
committed any of these crimes,

and even if there is no proof that

participated
in their execution,

either in its preparation
creation or completion.

In this case there is no evidence

the accused's participation

events
mentioned above

and there is no proof of
their contribution

voluntarily and knowingly
to criminal events.

A contribution that
- in any case - should

have a motivation linked
directly to the events.

In short, Mr. President
and honorable judges,

the 'disassociated' contribution to the

reconstruction of this
unknown world,

the world of subversion.

the so-called 'compartmentalization' of

various clandestine structures
constitute a curtain,

an inviolable wall
preventing knowledge

of the most terrible
secrets of the organization.

But following Tartaglia and Gatti,

others collaborated

dismantling
this apparatus

and the annihilation of this
'geometric force',

as Piantanida likes to call it.

Those who filled
the streets of our city

and left
indelible marks on all of us.

Mr. President,

gentlemen of the court,

there are men who
hide their own guilt,

others who redeem themselves.

There are unwritten laws

where a conspiracy
is not a crime.

But the rule for the survival
of criminal organizations...

if someone opens their mouth,
they break the bonds

linking them to the
subversive organization

and for that reason, gentlemen,
they are called 'vile'.

Take a look.

- Where?
- In the heavy cases cell.

How many times
in that court...

reports of suffering
and destruction...

Don't you see how
they move?

Oh yes, now I see them.

- With the newspapers.
- Yes.

Wow, they really
are heavy cases!

Don't let them hear you.

Don't look.

- why not?
- Why...

I don't know. You look
very openly,

They'll understand.
What's your name?

Andrea.

Mine is Giulia.

regarding collaboration.

They provide decisive evidence

for the reconstruction
historical events.

Go to the cell immediately.

Open the door, quickly!

Let them finish!
Let them finish!

So, do you like it?

Yes, it's lovely,

is huge.

Is it yours?

Yes, after the wedding.

it's a wedding present,
I'm engaged to Giacomo Pulcini.

Oh yes! GP

Do you want to row?

No, no.

What are you laughing at?

Stop!

Paddle, paddle!

Andrea didn't come for lunch.

I'm worried,
why hasn't he called?

- They don't think about it, darling.
- And what do they think about?

Goodbye, Doctor.

Goodbye, thank you.

Answer.

It's completely normal.

Hello.

- Good afternoon, Doctor.
- Have a seat.

What do drug dealers
have to do with it?

It's spring, Andrea is 18,
there are girls...

I have to go.

I'm sorry, sir,
I'll make it up to you in the end.

Doctor,

when I came in
I inevitably heard what you said.

You know, I saw your son
this morning in court,

and other days too.

I recognized him because of
the photo on the table.

In court?

Yes, at the Pulcini trial.

What was he doing there?

Oh, I don't know about that.

He was accompanied by
by Giulia Dozza,

they left together.

Did I say something wrong?

No, no, don't bother.

You know... I

I don't know,

when I start talking...

Put on your clothes
immediately!

Stop!

Come on, give me a kiss.

Give me a kiss,

what does it cost?

Go away, go away!

Come here.

Come along.

Hold on.

Wait, Giulia.

- Hi, Pietro.
- Hi, Pietro.

I have to
look for... those.

Andrea, do you have a minute?

Andrea.

Andrea, madness is something
terrible, it's no joke.

Giulia...

I don't know what your
relationship with her,

i'd rather not know,
even if I hope...

Be direct, Dad.

I know Giulia well,
she's completely crazy.

Andrea, listen,

you don't meet really
people, they are very dangerous.

They stick to you.

I know what it takes to stop
them from tearing you to pieces.

What's that? She's a good person.

I know.

Then why
tell me these things?

- Stay calm!
- You stay calm!

You got home at ten at night

without warning or calling.

It was the first time he'd done that.

It's also the first time
I've been in love.

No problem.

In the face of love...

Do what you want,
you'll pay the price.

But remember,
when Giacomo Pulcini leaves...

- When he leaves?
- Yes, that's what I said.

How will he get out?
Isn't he a murderer?

But he is a witness,

he comes out under the law for witnesses.

Andrea, wait.

Take some money. Stop!

Stretch it well. Otherwise...

the pillows...

I'll get it.

Yes?

Sorry, wrong floor.

Giulia, I've already soaked them.

Shall we?

I'm going to stay for a while...

because I want to start
get used to the apartment.

You'll have your whole life for that.

Yes, but Giacomo asked me to

be aware of noise

all the time so
that I could isolate

the mattress if necessary.

He wants complete silence,

and if he gets out of prison soon...

Whichever you prefer.

You don't have to worry
about me, I'll take a taxi.

Yes, that's fine.

- See you later.
- Bye.

- Close the door.
- Yes.

- Lock it.
- Yes.

What's wrong?

Giulia, we have to
talk, it's important.

Say it.

I'm in love.

For you! I am
in love with you!

Someone's coming, listen!

I forgot to make a call.
Can you make me a coffee?

Yes.

The phone is there.

I'm going to...

Giulia, what happened?

Giulia, what happened?

There wasn't even one left.

Who gave them to you?

Do you still want coffee?

No, no... let's go.

Andrea?

I'm here.

I was afraid that
was leaving.

How could I? You locked me in here.

Oh yes, that's right.

That witch
managed to annoy me.

Did you see it?

- What did you do?
- She didn't want to leave.

How did you get rid of it?

I made him
to drop me off at a church.

Take it.

When I was
under the bed...

She threw a shoe at me.
She almost hit me.

I was hanging from the frame.

You got scared,

when I knocked over the plates?

You saved me.

I know, I really
I enjoyed doing that.

Don't look for me. We shouldn't
see each other. I can't go mad.

I don't know what kind
ring you want,

so I brought several models.

Normal,

platinum...

and others,

that satin, see?

What are you thinking?

The cat caught a cough.

Giulia, don't joke.

It's true.

Is there someone else?

Another cat? No!
It's still the same one.

Right...

No, listen, nothing has changed.

There's no need to worry.

Giulia, I want to lead a
normal life, really normal.

- I don't want anything more than that.
- Normal.

Being with the majority.

Giulia, I've learned something,

one important thing:

I learned that I'm mediocre.

No.

I'm mediocre and proud of it.

Pride in mediocrity,
that's the discovery.

Be like everyone else.

Oh, yes...

I wrote a poem.

Oh, can you read it to me?

They're nursery rhymes...

Let's go...

Sunday lunch on the
Mediterranean Sea.

Confirmations, communions,

each with their own opinion.

all with their merits and faults.

beds that sleep four,

for the whole family.

There are no more dishes.

Giulia is there,

neither Marxist nor decadent,

neither minimum nor maximum,

absolutely normal.

Nights of sleepless love.

children with grandparents' names.

Revering the dead,

acknowledging guilt,

my own fault.

I'll pay every penny.

I want to reach the depths

of the beautiful and the ugly in the world.

Lovely.

Lives, existences, hopes.

No more killing,

hug passers-by,
defend pregnant women.

Wheels with rims,
believe in elections,

in what people say,
those who don't count.

kindly move on.

The sea has no more tuna.

Bless the nephews,

uncles, daughters and cousins,

stepmothers and grandchildren.

Sleeping in the afternoon...

Slow down, you're killing me.

Oh, sorry.

...and with their particular experiences,

precisely for that reason,

looking at the concrete living man,

Feuerbach cannot mean...

Giulia!

...lock yourself away in the isolation
of individuality.

Because no man
alone has

the essence of humanity.

Giulia!

In fact, the essence of
man can only

be seen and realized in this case.

It is realized in the totality
of the human race,

that is, in the community
of man with man.

Indeed, that was the mystery,

the main point to be revealed,

both in religion and in philosophy...

Raimondi, what are you doing?

coming in.

You usually
enter through the door...

Normally.

The gate was closed,

I didn't want to be alone.

Are you all right?

Well...

Let's move on, children.

at this point, I want to
emphasize that it was,

indeed, the mystery,
the main point to be revealed

both in religion and
Hegelian philosophy.

It's a useless cat!

You're crazy, why did you do that?

You could have killed yourself.

You're totally crazy.

Look, it's all wet.

Come in, undress.

Cover up or you'll catch cold.

You're drenched in sweat, cover up.

Excuse me, aren't you translating?

What?

An hour has passed and your
sheet is still blank.

How much time is left?

What's wrong?

Raimondi, stop your attitude at 68.

Come on, this is a workplace.

Giulia, you must
get dressed, it's late.

Come on, Giulia.

Ottavio, Ottavio put that on the terrace,

There.

Ottavio, put it where there's no sun.

That's good. It doesn't matter,

Come with me, thank you.

Hello?

This is Olga Pulcini.

- Good morning.
- Is the doctor in?

- Yes.
- May I speak to you, please? Thank you very much.

One moment, please.

- Doctor?
- Good afternoon, madam.

Good afternoon, Doctor.

I've just found your son

on my son Giacomo's double bed.

He's calm and relaxed.

- Ah...
- Eh!

So you knew?

I knew it.

Doctor, are you
satisfied with

your son's relationship with Giulia?

No, no, Doctor.

At least you
admit it, but I'm sorry,

you didn't even think you should...

I'm worried, scared.

Because my son...

My son will be released, doctor.

My son...

My son is getting out of prison, doctor.

How is Giulia?

Giulia is fine, she's in love.

Yes, she's in love and doesn't realize it

that you hold the fate of
my son in your hands.

No, she's not bad,

she's irresponsible.

It's pointless talking to her,

but she went to the hearing this morning,

and laughed, laughed alone.

She was dressed up and wearing make-up

as if he'd gone dancing.

Hold on.

I saw something...

What?

What's that?

It's a trap.

She put traps
everywhere.

Mrs. Pulcini has gone mad!

Take a look.

Well, what are we going to do?

Should we leave?

Wait!

Laughing

Why are you laughing?

Why are you laughing?

What are you thinking about?
are you dreaming?

Am I in the dream?

Don't laugh.

Don't laugh!

Be careful, I might cut it off.

It wouldn't take long, it's quick.

Yes?

Andrea.

- Andrea?
- Eh?

Andrea, what were you dreaming of?

- Were you dreaming?
- What are you talking about?

What did you dream about? Tell me about it.

Look at me, wake up.

Tell me, what did you dream about?

Was I there too?

You were smiling the whole time.

- Me?
- Yes, you were smiling!

But don't smile now,

didn't smile.

Tell me about your dreams.

Was I in the dream?

Yes.

- Hey, calm down!
- And how did it end?

Who was there?

You woke me up, but
if I go back to sleep now,

I'll remember.

- No, don't sleep.
- No, don't.

If you love me, don't sleep.

- Stay with me.
- It's all right.

- Will you help me sleep?
- Yes.

Yes?

No!

You're disgusting!

No. Stop, stop.

Stop.

Now make me sleep.

Please

Don't be afraid, I won't do anything.

If you don't make me
sleep, I'll kill you.

Now, what story do you
have to tell me?

I have a good story.

No, any one will do.

Well...

On April 3, 1917,

Lenin arrived in St. Petersburg
from Switzerland.

There was a huge crowd waiting

for him at the station, by torchlight.

Yes, that's right, torchlight.

But he was a bit tired because,

stood the whole way...

And maybe he had a head cold...

with his Cossack hat.

Yes, it's true.

You've never seen a photo

Lenin in a Cossack hat?

He wasn't wearing a Cossack hat.

Yes, perhaps because he
had small problems...

Let's not forget that
Switzerland is the land of watches.

At that time...

there was no competition...

Japan.

Giulia.

Giulia.

I can't find the key.

What time is it?

It's 8:20,

I have to go to school.

What? Are you going to school?

Yes.

- No, stay here.
- I can't.

Go back to bed.

You've had enough of me.

Giulia, please, where
did you put the keys?

You find them!
Couldn't you wait for me to wake up?

I've tried, but I can't find it.

Stay here and enter
the second half.

- No.
- Yes.

No.

I won't let you leave.

Why?

Because I was born that way.
I'm crazy.

You're shit!

Andrea! Andrea, forgive me...

So you're going to court?

I'm going to take a shower.

Yes?

Doctor, Miss Dozza.

Can you do it again?

Miss Dozza.

How does she look?
How is she dressed?

She's standing in front of me.

All right, send her
in a moment.

Tell my wife
I'm going to be late.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

- How's it going?
- Fine.

I'm pleased.

You're always beautiful.

Relax now.

Make yourself comfortable.

- Please...
- Thank you.

Lie down if you like.

Please!

Wait...

Here...

The same smell of lavender.

Almost a year has passed.

I never tire of repeating that

the first condition
for this therapy

the result is...

recognize their
motives.

The world is as it is,
and we are what we are.

Psychoanalysis certainly doesn't
to change the world,

but to help you adapt
to it in the best possible way.

So imagine that room empty,

like a decompression
decompression chamber.

I'm glad that
you've returned,

not for futile reasons
professional satisfaction,

but because you've obviously decided...

re-establish that
rule, that pact,

without which no
improvement is possible.

No.

NO!

You're not leaving.

I'm serious, you know!
I'm not moving from here.

- All afternoon?
- All evening.

I have time.

If you want to
hit me, I'm ready.

Go on, laugh.

You say that to me?

You think
I'm worthless.

I'm an idiot, aren't I?

Because I don't understand
anything about

Giulia because she's normal,

and all she needed to
get well was to fall in love.

- Great, but what about when you leave her?
- I'm not leaving her.

You should think about it,
you're not a child!

The first duty of a psychoanalyst

is not to lie down with
your patients.

I don't understand.

Because if I had
laid down with all the patients

who invited me
would already be in a mental institution,

because women can
to a mental institution, know this!

But I'm not a psychoanalyst.

I'll never be a
psychiatrist like you!

Right.

Then go, who
stopping you?

Andrea, everything... fine.

Andrea, remember that I can
be a mediocre person

and probably nothing will
be left after my death,

But I'm honest and I deserve
this recognition, you know?

I've never taken advantage
of my patients,

even if he could have
done it with impunity.

Go now. Go, go.

Go away. Go away.

Go on.

Hello.

Hello.

What's the problem?

- Nothing.
- Hey, what's the problem?

Have you had enough of me?

No.

It's nothing, it's just that I had

a little argument with my father.

Small?

What did he say?

He's angry because
we're going out together.

Did he say anything about me?

Yes, once.

He's convinced
that you're crazy.

That's why he
is so angry.

And what do you think?

Tell me what you think!

Did you have sex with him?

Answer.

You seemed so sure of yourself.

Did you have sex with him?

Why do you ask?

If you've had sex, that's...

Did you have sex with him?

I'm sorry.

Yes, yes, again, yes!

- Well, did you have sex with him or not?
- Beh?

Right, who cares?

You're disgusting.

No, I didn't have sex with him.

I was just going to see him.

- Let's go.
- Where to?

Let's go. I don't know where.

No problem.

Another one of those.

Thank you.

Listen to this...

I wrote to the socialists, but
they didn't reply.

I wrote to the PC and they closed
the door in my face.

I wrote to the archbishop and he told me:

"You called me? Here I am."

Which means that in the
church, without being

I met people who prove they live

according to Christian values,

without having projects for
you or wanting to use it.

So maybe you feel...

that behind those faces
someone is watching over you,

that someone in whom

you believed as a child.

And today I...

...the glider rider...

...in a society
where everything is violent.

Save it for me
me, please?

Delivering so soon?

You still have
three hours, use them.

- I've finished.
- I don't doubt it, but it's the final proof.

Read it again for me.

- I'm sorry. I don't have time.
- No time?

What do you have now?
council of ministers?

Ludovica Colombo:
Combined crimes,

25-year prison sentence,
8 months since arrest.

Maurizio Leto:
Based on article 3CP,

3-year sentence, bail of
500,000 lire plus court costs.

Agostino Banzi:

13-year prison sentence,

Roberta Fabbri:
Combined crimes,

21-year prison sentence,

Pulcini Giacomo:
Combined crimes,

under article 3 of law 29/582,

sentence of 8 years and 7 months,

600,000 lire bail
plus court costs.

Angeli Daniela:

6-year prison sentence,
bail of 500,000 lire.

Campoli Allessandro:
Combined crimes,

23-year prison sentence,

Regarding the prisoner
Pulcini Giacomo,

based on article 2 of law 495
of May 12, 82

this court guarantees
as of today.

- That's it.
- Thank you.

- Congratulations. Congratulations.
- Thank you.

Thank you. Hello.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

Hello.

- I hope you're happy.
- Thank you, I'm glad to see you.

Giacomo, your ring...

- Giacomo, hello. Congratulations.
- Thank you very much.

Best wishes.

Giacomo,

Giulia isn't coming.

Andrea.

Andrea!

Come on, it's your turn, come on.

Andrea.

You got lost in the corridors...

Dear colleague, can we
finally start the exams?

Read and comment on

introduction to the prophecy
of Cacciaguida.

The contingency that is outside

subjective notes
are not extended,

is painted
in the eternal presence.

The need is then not felt

but like a face
reflected in a mirror,

or a boat going downstream.

That's enough.
Analyze these two tercets.

Contingency would be the course
of contingent events,

that are typical of the
world.

This contingency is
completely visible,

in the mind of God.

Aveterum, to be exact.
Who's smoking?

However, despite
this divine presence,

the course of contingent events

are not
of necessity...

just like a boat

down the strong current
of a river, it doesn't drift...

the need for your movement

the gaze of the observer
who contemplates it.

Great. What theory is Dante
is referring to in these verses?

To the theory of free will.

you give
logical, unquestionable answers,

but the tone is a bit monotonous

with which you respond
leaves me a little perplexed.

As if Dante were interested
very little or not at all.

Enough to pass the exam.

Your seriousness makes it seem
you belong, ideologically,

to some young people, for example,

Communion and liberation. Is this your case?

No, I'm not in
Communion and Liberation.

- Are you offended?
- Not at all.

- I don't know... are you a pacifist?
- No, I'm not.

Ecologist?

- No.
- Are you afraid of the bomb?

- Not in particular.
- A Marxist then?

No, I'm sorry.

It doesn't matter, you
can survive

without being a Marxist.

So, Mrs.
Barante, let's move on to

some questions about Greece?

Right.

Let's read a
passage from Antigone?

Yes.

Let's open to page 344

and read the first 4 verses,

beginning with verse 1,339.

I would say that the metric is correct.

Now let's hear the translation.

O, take that poor fool away.

I killed him, my son,

and I didn't want to do that.

And I killed you too,

who is here in front of me, my wife.

Another question:

In your view, what position do you take

form in this dramatic contrast

between Antigone and Creon?

Fundamentally, they fight
with all their differences.

The positions are...

one defends
of human laws,

detached from the unwritten laws
of the divinities: Antigone.

The other honors the laws of the gods

and parents and make it the basis

of their own existence
and social life: Creon.

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