The Name of the Rose (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - Episode #1.5 - full transcript
Shh, shh!
- Don't worry,
I'll take care of you.
You're safe here.
Shh.
You have slept all day.
You have scared me.
I thought you were a boy.
What happened to you?
Your wound is infected.
My ancestors taught me...
I don't understand you.
Don't worry, it's alright.
Thank you.
Benedic, Domine, dona tua,
quae de tua largiate sumus sumpturi...
Per Christum Dominum nostrum.
Amen.
My dear brothers,
on this most important occasion,
I hereby excuse you all
from our rule of silence.
I don't see the Archbishop of Saragoza.
I heard he asked Severinus for some myrrh.
Loose bowels.
And now our brother cellarer...
...will tell us what the cooks have prepared.
Yes. Thank you, reverend abbot.
Tonight the kitchens
will serve a pigeon stew,
as well as rabbit, rice with
almonds from the nearby hills,
borage tarts, stuffed olives,
fried cheese,
mutton, white broad beans,
as well as a selection
of wines and herb liqueurs.
We hope you will enjoy your dinner.
Don't forget my chickpeas!
Per Christum dominum nostrum.
Most reverend Bernard,
I believe that...
...you and brother William are acquainted.
Bernard's fame has been a lesson to me...
...and an admonition
for many important decisions...
...that have inspired my life.
It seems that now,
at the abbot's request,
I must concern myself with
some very sad events...
...in which the stink of the Devil is evident.
I mention this to you because
I know that in remote times...
...you yourself fought in that field...
...where the forces of good...
...were arrayed against the forces of evil.
True, but then I moved
over to the other side.
I lack the courage to investigate...
...the weaknesses of the wicked...
...because I discovered they are the same...
...as the weaknesses of the saintly.
Can you tell us anything helpful...
...with regard to these criminal deeds?
No, unfortunately.
A small gift from His Holiness to the abbey.
I humbly thank you and His Holiness.
It's a present for the abbot.
Christ on the cross...
...with a purse?
It is a symbol.
You must know what a symbol is.
Here, Christ allows the use of
money for religious ends.
I am of course aware of
the lack of esteem...
...you hold for us Franciscans.
All of us, in our life,
communicate mainly by symbols.
Even words are symbols.
My symbols?
My symbols also were made by
a skilled craftsman,
but I have used them up
walking mile after mile...
...delivering Christ's message
to the humble and poor.
I give thanks to our dear reverend abbot...
...for the splendid
welcome he has shown us...
...and for the absolution he will
no doubt grant us this evening...
...for the sins of excess
we're all committing now.
Inquisitor know you.
Il te regarde.
I was just like a roach for him.
He isn't interested in roaches.
Noi escapar. Get away now.
Si Inquisitore recognize you,
requerda te.
I spoke with an officer.
There was a bloodbath in Pietranera.
Anna?
Brother William,
I understand you're not alone here.
That you brought someone with you.
Indeed. I have a novice.
For your sake I hope
he'll be the type of student...
...who brings honor to his
master, rather than shame.
Adso...
Franciscan, I suppose?
I was a Benedictine novice
at the abbey of Melk.
German?
Yes, Most Reverend Father.
And where did you meet your master?
In Florence.
Truly? What on earth was
a German Benedictine novice...
...doing in Florence?
I wanted to see Italy.
To visit the heart of Christianity...
...and discover a sense of beauty.
Sit, young man.
I notice you haven't had any wine.
No, sir.
And neither has my master.
Yes, we're already
familiar with his many virtues.
Dear brother...
His Holiness is most grateful
to you for your messages.
He appreciates you keeping him informed...
...on all the developments here.
Our abbey, Herr Excellency,
is neutral ground,
but my devotion to Pope John
supersedes my neutrality.
Any thoughts on who might find...
...dabbling in murder amusing hereabouts?
I understand your assistant
was one of the victims.
Yes.
The most cruel of
all our losses, Most Reverend.
Both William of Baskerville and the abbot...
...unjustly suspected him.
Did they now?
And you, whom do you favor?
No one.
Truly, Most Reverend Father,
no one.
But one cannot be denied:
it all began with
the arrival of the Franciscan.
Dear me,
are you suggesting...
No.
- Here?
No.
- In the abbey?
You think the presence of Franciscans...
...would offer the murderer protection?
I don't know.
Honestly, I just do not know.
And the abbot?
You will see for yourself...
...if the abbot is worthy of the Pope's trust.
If he is morally equipped
to govern such a holy place.
What else can you tell me?
There have been strange and
numerous nocturnal movements...
...in the abbey lately.
It seems to me sometimes
that when I lock the tower...
...someone is already hidden inside.
In fact, recently I have found...
...clear signs of infractions in the library.
What do you know about
Remigio of Varagine?
Why do you ask?
- Because his face is familiar.
Remigio of Varagine is in my memory...
...for some reason.
Remigio?
Remigio!
What more do you want from me?
I beg you. Prego.
Prego Grandissimo Magister...
Do not destroy povero Salvatore
et buonissimo Remigio.
Salvatore!
Save us from Inquisitore diablo!
Don't say we...
- Stop it!
I swear not to tell anyone your secrets.
Now go. Get some sleep,
Salvatore.
Thank you. Thank you very much.
Merci.
The abbot accepted Remigio of
Varagine about 15 years ago.
He was with that monster,
Salvatore, who makes paper.
I have no idea where they came from.
But then, one day,
Remigio gave me some sealed envelopes...
...and asked me to keep them safe
and hidden in the library.
And what did you do?
I swore I would lock them in Finis Africae.
Where?
- The most secret room...
...in the library. Finis Africae.
Of course he did not tell you
what was in the envelopes?
Of course not.
- And you have never looked.
Never.
And were I to ask you to show them to me?
I swore I would show them to
no one as long as Remigio lives.
I understand.
I wish you a pleasant evening,
brother.
And to you,
Most Reverend Father.
If you think you have
two enemies within these walls,
you would be wise to confide in
the one who is not armed.
Believe me.
I was still a Franciscan when I met Dolcino.
I believed in Dolcino's preachings,
as many others like me did.
I'm not an educated man.
I'm not really moved by ideas.
I once tried to rebel against the overlords;
now I serve them.
Betray or rebel:
we simple folk have little choice.
You came to stop us.
Could you really have been
so presumptuous...
...as to convince yourself
you could stop Dolcino?
Or the Pope's army?
Or Bernard Gui?
Someone was about to send you a spear,
but Margherita stopped him.
Were you the someone?
I don't know how to say it:
it was a feast of fools,
a magnificent carnival...
Most Reverend?
Go to Remigio of Varagine's cell...
...and bring him here.
And put a guard on the door to the tower.
Anyone found leaving there
tonight will be arrested.
Exeunt omnes!
Exeunt omnes!
There were thousands of us...
...in the mountains with Dolcino.
And then slowly we were reduced...
...to eating the flesh of our
companions killed in battle.
But even in those moments too,
there was an atmosphere of freedom, yes!
I didn't know before what freedom was.
We felt free.
We thought that was the truth.
Everything we were doing was right.
And there you took to uniting
yourself freely with women?
You, little monk,
who comes from a castle
and ends up in an abbey...
...do you think it is the devil
who inspires such thoughts?
Untrue. It is a way of life.
What you doing in domu Remigio?
Where is he?
Um, mi don't know...
But Remigio a good man,
leave him in peace,
s'il vous plaît.
I tell you, it was a new
and unique experience.
With no more masters!
And God, we were promised,
was with us!
Fear prophets, Adso,
and those prepared to die for the truth,
for as a rule they make
many others die with them,
often before them,
at times instead of them.
Yes, that is true.
I'm not saying Dolcino was right.
In fact, you find me here because
I abandoned them before very long.
I told you,
it was a great carnival,
and in carnival time
everything is done backwards...
No, Remigio, wait!
It would be wise for Bernard
to station guards...
...to make sure no one enters
the tower at night, nor exits.
Try and think like your enemy does.
So, how do we leave?
Through the ossarium.
The ossarium?
The ossarium.
You're not afraid of skulls, are you?
No...
Jesus Christ...
My flesh is not worthy...
...to receive you...
Only... say the word...
And my soul...
...shall be healed.
Jesus.
Jesus Christ.
I have something to tell you...
...and it is not good news.
Two former Dolcinians live in the abbey.
The cellarer and that strange
creature who makes paper...
If Bernard finds out,
he could use them against us.
Any excuse is good enough
to accuse us of heresy.
We are facing the worst
inquisitor ever born of Satan,
and the most shameful Pope
ever to accede to the throne.
I want to come to an agreement with him.
I will only ask him to agree...
...to a sound interpretation of Scripture.
We're here to defend St. Francis.
We just demand to be
free to bear witness...
...to the need for a new age of man.
An age of liberty, of charity,
of spirituality.
And we have come here to win the right...
...to affirm that this
change can only emerge...
...if it's sustained
and protected by the Church.
The Church must change.
And men must change...
...their way of living and thinking
and respecting each other.
In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti...
Amen.
This afternoon,
between noon and vespers,
our conference will begin.
May the Holy Spirit illuminate each of you.
A new justice!
A new Church!
When I was young I translated from Greek...
...a poem that I can still remember.
It was called 'Evil.'
'Zeus handed down an everlasting ill:
old age that chills far colder still...'
'...than death.
That squalid and sinister old age,
where darkness is a cage...
...where all they are...
...and all they'll ever be,
is blind!'
Stop laughing.
That was the poet Mimnermus,
your Sublimity!
John Chrysostomos said...
...that Christ never laughed.
But he said that almost four
centuries after Christ died.
Jesus never spoke about
comedies or fables,
but only spoke in clear parables.
And goodness should never be laughed at.
I believe laughter is
a good medicine, like baths.
Baths are good. They restore
the balance of the humors.
Laughter shakes the body,
distorts the features of the face,
makes man more similar to the monkey.
Monkeys do not laugh;
laughter is proper to man.
It is a sign of his rationality.
Not everything proper to man...
...is necessarily good.
When Saint Laurence
was placed on the gridiron,
he invited his executioners
to turn him over,
saying that that side was already cooked.
I have built my house.
Home?
- Home. My home.
Here, try this, it's cake.
It's really good.
You like it?
- Thank you.
Take it.
Don't be afraid.
I can.
I want it.
These horses are starving.
I am so delighted to see you
here, Your Eminence,
and against all odds...
I heard the people of Bologna
tried to kill you.
I'm not keen on dying so soon!
Your timing is perfect.
The conference is about to begin!
I just need to wash my face.
Please escort his most reverend
Eminence Cardinal du Pouget...
...to his quarters.
And please send me a bottle
of your famous red!
How beautiful the world can be.
Remigio of Varagine!
Most Reverend Father...
I have been looking for you
to have a little talk,
but last night you were not in your cell.
No. Indeed no.
When I get one of my headaches
I need to walk...
...and I'll always go to the wood.
With the wolves?
- No, I'm afraid of wolves,
Reverend Father.
I take some food in my pocket,
should they be hungry.
So, you distribute alms to the wolves...
Come, sit with me.
Let us pray.
I feel sure we have met before.
Where was it?
No, Reverend Father,
I am sure we have never met before.
Where... Where were you
before you came to this abbey?
I was at many monasteries.
In Belgium, in the convent
of La Verna, in Tuscany...
The Franciscan convent at La Verna?
Yes, most Reverend Father.
Dear. It was a den of dangerous thinkers.
There were many scholars.
But I always was a humble servant.
Only a humble servant.
I worked the land, with a spade,
not with ideas.
One more thing...
Have you ever met William of Baskerville?
No, never. Only here.
May I leave?
Go in peace.
I am ever your humble servant,
most Reverend Father.
Brother...
Most Reverend Father.
Tell me,
what do you know about
William of Baskerville's novice?
Well, in fact I sent a carrier
pigeon to his abbey in Melk.
This Adso is the son of
a general in the imperial army.
Little German snake.
So William has brought us a spy.
I'm counting on you to make sure...
...that little snake
or any of the other Franciscans...
...do not use our carrier pigeons.
Where is your novice?
He should be here shortly,
I hope.
No, no,
no! Don't worry. He is good.
Who are you?
- Who are you?
What are you doing here?
- Are you hurt?
It's getting much better.
It's getting much better.
She saved my life. Who is she?
She's escaping from war.
Do you understand her?
Yes.
Then tell her that I'm so very, very grateful.
And... And tell her to show me...
...the roots that she used
to stop my infection.
I didn't mean to say
that I speak her language.
Just that I understand her.
Yes, you understand her
the way I understand her.
What's your name?
Adso. And yours?
Anna.
Anna, why are you armed?
- I'm hunting.
So, I suppose you got hurt hunting?
You have your reasons
to be here and I have mine.
How far is the abbey?
One hour by the cart path.
Shorter through the trees and rocks.
Welcome to all...
...to this debate which, as you know,
is essential to the future of
our Church and of our religion.
On the question of poverty:
should the Church
choose to renounce all wealth?
Our brothers in the Franciscan Order,
under the Generalship
of Michele of Cesena,
stated at Perugia in 1322...
...their belief in the renunciation...
...of the ownership of all things material.
After that it was necessary for Pope John...
...to issue the bull Cum inter nonnullos,
in which the Franciscan doctrine
is condemned as heretical.
We cannot accept that decision.
I belong to William of
Baskerville, I'm his novice.
Pope John's bull says textually:
any affirmation of an
impoverished Church...
...from this moment on must be held
erroneous and heretical...
...because it clearly contradicts
Sacred Scripture.
It is evil even to think
against Sacred Scripture!
The Emperor is using you, Franciscans.
He wishes to discredit the Pope
and calls him an enemy of peace.
Not really.
In substance, yes.
Reverend abbot.
We Franciscans affirm that sacrifice,
be it private or public,
of ownership of all things...
...is meritorious and holy.
Christ taught this with his speech...
...and confirmed it with his example,
demonstrating the...
the path of perfection.
As Saint Paul tells us,
we have what we need to eat,
we have what we need
to cover our nakedness.
And this is enough,
we are satisfied.
To contradict this is heresy!
How dare you?
Every human right,
on the basis of which
material goods are owned,
is contained in the laws.
Christ as a mortal man,
from the moment of his conception,
was owner of all earthly goods,
and, as God, he received from the Father...
...universal control over everything.
The Pope is his heir.
Luke in chapter 6 says that
Christ dismisses from himself...
...all power and lordship,
and in Matthew, chapter 19,
Peter asserts that to follow Him
they left everything.
Surely the life of Christ...
...should be the model of behavior
for the Church.
Should we,
who seek to follow Christ,
allow ourselves to divide up
the ownership of things?
Or even to grab land and jewels
and buildings and money...
...as if our salvation lay, not in
the spirit of love and justice...
...and peace to all men,
but in the dull and tarnished power...
...that possessions
seem to confer upon those...
...who lay claim to them?
You Franciscans made armed attacks...
...on Dominican convents.
You stripped naked your rival monks...
...to impose poverty on them.
There are 30,000 Franciscans in Europe.
We cannot control the excesses
of a handful of fanatics!
'Uras Deus non plenas adspicit manus.'
God looks at clean hands,
not full ones.
How dare you accuse us of
hands full and dirty,
like a usurer!
- No, you are the one...
...who compares Christ to...
to a prelate of your court,
you sacks of shit!
- Moderate your language, please!
These are examples
of your heretical writings...
...that have inspired the Emperor!
He certainly won't be
inspired by your writings...
...since you are illiterate!
I? Illiterate?
Was your Francis literate,
he who spoke with geese?
And what do you have to say...
...about the taxae sacrae poenitentiariae...
...in which the Pope exploits
the sins of the religious...
...in order to squeeze out more money?
Hey! Mind how you speak,
pig, son of a whore!
Here is what your Pope says:
'If an ecclesiastic commits a sin...
...a carnal sin, with a nun,
or with a relative,
or even with an ordinary woman,
he can be absolved by paying...
...67 gold pieces and 12 pence.
And if he commits bestiality,
it is more than 200 pieces.
But if he has committed it
only with youths or animals,
and not with females,
the fine is reduced by 100!'
This is a shameful calumny!
How dare you!
Bastard! You heretic!
No, no, no, no, no,
please, brothers!
Be seated.
Please, please.
Venerable brothers, please.
Venerable brothers!
Venerable brothers!
- Let me go!
We will return to our labors...
...tomorrow morning after prayers.
But hear me: I will not tolerate
another scene like today's.
Anyone who goes beyond
the limits will be expelled.
Are there no better arguments...
...to prove or refute the poverty of Christ?
The question is not
whether Christ was poor:
it is whether the church must be poor.
And 'poor' does not mean
material want or poverty,
but rather it means keeping
or renouncing the right...
...to legislate on earthly matters...
Will you say this when
you're called on to speak?
If I manage to speak before
they kill one another!
I am trapped between two opposing forces,
like an ass that does not know
which of two sacks to eat.
It work, mio bonissimo trap!
I'm coming, puella!
Beautiful smell!
Let me go!
- Sweet juice de la femina.
I love you.
Do not touch me. Let me go!
Bona, bona, puella.
Salvatore love you.
No.
Me apprend toi l'amore.
You are hurting me!
No, no, buono.
No, let me go!
No me comprende. Cum Salvatore.
Let me go!
No, you will love me, puella.
I would like you to hear my confession.
I have been waiting for that.
Up until yesterday I had to confess a desire.
Today I must confess
something more serious.
I've had carnal relations with the girl.
I know that I have sinned...
...because I have chosen the life of a monk.
You have chosen?
- Yes.
I think so.
Adso, you have sinned,
that is certain,
against the commandment
that bids you not to fornicate.
In your defense,
there is the fact that...
...you found yourself
in one of those situations...
...that even a father in the desert
would have damned himself.
You must not do it again,
but it is not so monstrous
that you were tempted to do it.
And as far as that goes,
for a monk to have,
at least once in his life,
experience of carnal passion,
so that he can one day be
indulgent and understanding...
...to sinners he will counsel and console.
My intellect knows her
as an occasion of sin...
...but my heart perceives her as the...
...vessel of every grace.
Time will come when
you are ready to decide.
There's nothing like a
good spell in church...
...to calm the spirit.
I have absolved you,
but one never knows.
So go and ask for the Lord's confirmation.
- Don't worry,
I'll take care of you.
You're safe here.
Shh.
You have slept all day.
You have scared me.
I thought you were a boy.
What happened to you?
Your wound is infected.
My ancestors taught me...
I don't understand you.
Don't worry, it's alright.
Thank you.
Benedic, Domine, dona tua,
quae de tua largiate sumus sumpturi...
Per Christum Dominum nostrum.
Amen.
My dear brothers,
on this most important occasion,
I hereby excuse you all
from our rule of silence.
I don't see the Archbishop of Saragoza.
I heard he asked Severinus for some myrrh.
Loose bowels.
And now our brother cellarer...
...will tell us what the cooks have prepared.
Yes. Thank you, reverend abbot.
Tonight the kitchens
will serve a pigeon stew,
as well as rabbit, rice with
almonds from the nearby hills,
borage tarts, stuffed olives,
fried cheese,
mutton, white broad beans,
as well as a selection
of wines and herb liqueurs.
We hope you will enjoy your dinner.
Don't forget my chickpeas!
Per Christum dominum nostrum.
Most reverend Bernard,
I believe that...
...you and brother William are acquainted.
Bernard's fame has been a lesson to me...
...and an admonition
for many important decisions...
...that have inspired my life.
It seems that now,
at the abbot's request,
I must concern myself with
some very sad events...
...in which the stink of the Devil is evident.
I mention this to you because
I know that in remote times...
...you yourself fought in that field...
...where the forces of good...
...were arrayed against the forces of evil.
True, but then I moved
over to the other side.
I lack the courage to investigate...
...the weaknesses of the wicked...
...because I discovered they are the same...
...as the weaknesses of the saintly.
Can you tell us anything helpful...
...with regard to these criminal deeds?
No, unfortunately.
A small gift from His Holiness to the abbey.
I humbly thank you and His Holiness.
It's a present for the abbot.
Christ on the cross...
...with a purse?
It is a symbol.
You must know what a symbol is.
Here, Christ allows the use of
money for religious ends.
I am of course aware of
the lack of esteem...
...you hold for us Franciscans.
All of us, in our life,
communicate mainly by symbols.
Even words are symbols.
My symbols?
My symbols also were made by
a skilled craftsman,
but I have used them up
walking mile after mile...
...delivering Christ's message
to the humble and poor.
I give thanks to our dear reverend abbot...
...for the splendid
welcome he has shown us...
...and for the absolution he will
no doubt grant us this evening...
...for the sins of excess
we're all committing now.
Inquisitor know you.
Il te regarde.
I was just like a roach for him.
He isn't interested in roaches.
Noi escapar. Get away now.
Si Inquisitore recognize you,
requerda te.
I spoke with an officer.
There was a bloodbath in Pietranera.
Anna?
Brother William,
I understand you're not alone here.
That you brought someone with you.
Indeed. I have a novice.
For your sake I hope
he'll be the type of student...
...who brings honor to his
master, rather than shame.
Adso...
Franciscan, I suppose?
I was a Benedictine novice
at the abbey of Melk.
German?
Yes, Most Reverend Father.
And where did you meet your master?
In Florence.
Truly? What on earth was
a German Benedictine novice...
...doing in Florence?
I wanted to see Italy.
To visit the heart of Christianity...
...and discover a sense of beauty.
Sit, young man.
I notice you haven't had any wine.
No, sir.
And neither has my master.
Yes, we're already
familiar with his many virtues.
Dear brother...
His Holiness is most grateful
to you for your messages.
He appreciates you keeping him informed...
...on all the developments here.
Our abbey, Herr Excellency,
is neutral ground,
but my devotion to Pope John
supersedes my neutrality.
Any thoughts on who might find...
...dabbling in murder amusing hereabouts?
I understand your assistant
was one of the victims.
Yes.
The most cruel of
all our losses, Most Reverend.
Both William of Baskerville and the abbot...
...unjustly suspected him.
Did they now?
And you, whom do you favor?
No one.
Truly, Most Reverend Father,
no one.
But one cannot be denied:
it all began with
the arrival of the Franciscan.
Dear me,
are you suggesting...
No.
- Here?
No.
- In the abbey?
You think the presence of Franciscans...
...would offer the murderer protection?
I don't know.
Honestly, I just do not know.
And the abbot?
You will see for yourself...
...if the abbot is worthy of the Pope's trust.
If he is morally equipped
to govern such a holy place.
What else can you tell me?
There have been strange and
numerous nocturnal movements...
...in the abbey lately.
It seems to me sometimes
that when I lock the tower...
...someone is already hidden inside.
In fact, recently I have found...
...clear signs of infractions in the library.
What do you know about
Remigio of Varagine?
Why do you ask?
- Because his face is familiar.
Remigio of Varagine is in my memory...
...for some reason.
Remigio?
Remigio!
What more do you want from me?
I beg you. Prego.
Prego Grandissimo Magister...
Do not destroy povero Salvatore
et buonissimo Remigio.
Salvatore!
Save us from Inquisitore diablo!
Don't say we...
- Stop it!
I swear not to tell anyone your secrets.
Now go. Get some sleep,
Salvatore.
Thank you. Thank you very much.
Merci.
The abbot accepted Remigio of
Varagine about 15 years ago.
He was with that monster,
Salvatore, who makes paper.
I have no idea where they came from.
But then, one day,
Remigio gave me some sealed envelopes...
...and asked me to keep them safe
and hidden in the library.
And what did you do?
I swore I would lock them in Finis Africae.
Where?
- The most secret room...
...in the library. Finis Africae.
Of course he did not tell you
what was in the envelopes?
Of course not.
- And you have never looked.
Never.
And were I to ask you to show them to me?
I swore I would show them to
no one as long as Remigio lives.
I understand.
I wish you a pleasant evening,
brother.
And to you,
Most Reverend Father.
If you think you have
two enemies within these walls,
you would be wise to confide in
the one who is not armed.
Believe me.
I was still a Franciscan when I met Dolcino.
I believed in Dolcino's preachings,
as many others like me did.
I'm not an educated man.
I'm not really moved by ideas.
I once tried to rebel against the overlords;
now I serve them.
Betray or rebel:
we simple folk have little choice.
You came to stop us.
Could you really have been
so presumptuous...
...as to convince yourself
you could stop Dolcino?
Or the Pope's army?
Or Bernard Gui?
Someone was about to send you a spear,
but Margherita stopped him.
Were you the someone?
I don't know how to say it:
it was a feast of fools,
a magnificent carnival...
Most Reverend?
Go to Remigio of Varagine's cell...
...and bring him here.
And put a guard on the door to the tower.
Anyone found leaving there
tonight will be arrested.
Exeunt omnes!
Exeunt omnes!
There were thousands of us...
...in the mountains with Dolcino.
And then slowly we were reduced...
...to eating the flesh of our
companions killed in battle.
But even in those moments too,
there was an atmosphere of freedom, yes!
I didn't know before what freedom was.
We felt free.
We thought that was the truth.
Everything we were doing was right.
And there you took to uniting
yourself freely with women?
You, little monk,
who comes from a castle
and ends up in an abbey...
...do you think it is the devil
who inspires such thoughts?
Untrue. It is a way of life.
What you doing in domu Remigio?
Where is he?
Um, mi don't know...
But Remigio a good man,
leave him in peace,
s'il vous plaît.
I tell you, it was a new
and unique experience.
With no more masters!
And God, we were promised,
was with us!
Fear prophets, Adso,
and those prepared to die for the truth,
for as a rule they make
many others die with them,
often before them,
at times instead of them.
Yes, that is true.
I'm not saying Dolcino was right.
In fact, you find me here because
I abandoned them before very long.
I told you,
it was a great carnival,
and in carnival time
everything is done backwards...
No, Remigio, wait!
It would be wise for Bernard
to station guards...
...to make sure no one enters
the tower at night, nor exits.
Try and think like your enemy does.
So, how do we leave?
Through the ossarium.
The ossarium?
The ossarium.
You're not afraid of skulls, are you?
No...
Jesus Christ...
My flesh is not worthy...
...to receive you...
Only... say the word...
And my soul...
...shall be healed.
Jesus.
Jesus Christ.
I have something to tell you...
...and it is not good news.
Two former Dolcinians live in the abbey.
The cellarer and that strange
creature who makes paper...
If Bernard finds out,
he could use them against us.
Any excuse is good enough
to accuse us of heresy.
We are facing the worst
inquisitor ever born of Satan,
and the most shameful Pope
ever to accede to the throne.
I want to come to an agreement with him.
I will only ask him to agree...
...to a sound interpretation of Scripture.
We're here to defend St. Francis.
We just demand to be
free to bear witness...
...to the need for a new age of man.
An age of liberty, of charity,
of spirituality.
And we have come here to win the right...
...to affirm that this
change can only emerge...
...if it's sustained
and protected by the Church.
The Church must change.
And men must change...
...their way of living and thinking
and respecting each other.
In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti...
Amen.
This afternoon,
between noon and vespers,
our conference will begin.
May the Holy Spirit illuminate each of you.
A new justice!
A new Church!
When I was young I translated from Greek...
...a poem that I can still remember.
It was called 'Evil.'
'Zeus handed down an everlasting ill:
old age that chills far colder still...'
'...than death.
That squalid and sinister old age,
where darkness is a cage...
...where all they are...
...and all they'll ever be,
is blind!'
Stop laughing.
That was the poet Mimnermus,
your Sublimity!
John Chrysostomos said...
...that Christ never laughed.
But he said that almost four
centuries after Christ died.
Jesus never spoke about
comedies or fables,
but only spoke in clear parables.
And goodness should never be laughed at.
I believe laughter is
a good medicine, like baths.
Baths are good. They restore
the balance of the humors.
Laughter shakes the body,
distorts the features of the face,
makes man more similar to the monkey.
Monkeys do not laugh;
laughter is proper to man.
It is a sign of his rationality.
Not everything proper to man...
...is necessarily good.
When Saint Laurence
was placed on the gridiron,
he invited his executioners
to turn him over,
saying that that side was already cooked.
I have built my house.
Home?
- Home. My home.
Here, try this, it's cake.
It's really good.
You like it?
- Thank you.
Take it.
Don't be afraid.
I can.
I want it.
These horses are starving.
I am so delighted to see you
here, Your Eminence,
and against all odds...
I heard the people of Bologna
tried to kill you.
I'm not keen on dying so soon!
Your timing is perfect.
The conference is about to begin!
I just need to wash my face.
Please escort his most reverend
Eminence Cardinal du Pouget...
...to his quarters.
And please send me a bottle
of your famous red!
How beautiful the world can be.
Remigio of Varagine!
Most Reverend Father...
I have been looking for you
to have a little talk,
but last night you were not in your cell.
No. Indeed no.
When I get one of my headaches
I need to walk...
...and I'll always go to the wood.
With the wolves?
- No, I'm afraid of wolves,
Reverend Father.
I take some food in my pocket,
should they be hungry.
So, you distribute alms to the wolves...
Come, sit with me.
Let us pray.
I feel sure we have met before.
Where was it?
No, Reverend Father,
I am sure we have never met before.
Where... Where were you
before you came to this abbey?
I was at many monasteries.
In Belgium, in the convent
of La Verna, in Tuscany...
The Franciscan convent at La Verna?
Yes, most Reverend Father.
Dear. It was a den of dangerous thinkers.
There were many scholars.
But I always was a humble servant.
Only a humble servant.
I worked the land, with a spade,
not with ideas.
One more thing...
Have you ever met William of Baskerville?
No, never. Only here.
May I leave?
Go in peace.
I am ever your humble servant,
most Reverend Father.
Brother...
Most Reverend Father.
Tell me,
what do you know about
William of Baskerville's novice?
Well, in fact I sent a carrier
pigeon to his abbey in Melk.
This Adso is the son of
a general in the imperial army.
Little German snake.
So William has brought us a spy.
I'm counting on you to make sure...
...that little snake
or any of the other Franciscans...
...do not use our carrier pigeons.
Where is your novice?
He should be here shortly,
I hope.
No, no,
no! Don't worry. He is good.
Who are you?
- Who are you?
What are you doing here?
- Are you hurt?
It's getting much better.
It's getting much better.
She saved my life. Who is she?
She's escaping from war.
Do you understand her?
Yes.
Then tell her that I'm so very, very grateful.
And... And tell her to show me...
...the roots that she used
to stop my infection.
I didn't mean to say
that I speak her language.
Just that I understand her.
Yes, you understand her
the way I understand her.
What's your name?
Adso. And yours?
Anna.
Anna, why are you armed?
- I'm hunting.
So, I suppose you got hurt hunting?
You have your reasons
to be here and I have mine.
How far is the abbey?
One hour by the cart path.
Shorter through the trees and rocks.
Welcome to all...
...to this debate which, as you know,
is essential to the future of
our Church and of our religion.
On the question of poverty:
should the Church
choose to renounce all wealth?
Our brothers in the Franciscan Order,
under the Generalship
of Michele of Cesena,
stated at Perugia in 1322...
...their belief in the renunciation...
...of the ownership of all things material.
After that it was necessary for Pope John...
...to issue the bull Cum inter nonnullos,
in which the Franciscan doctrine
is condemned as heretical.
We cannot accept that decision.
I belong to William of
Baskerville, I'm his novice.
Pope John's bull says textually:
any affirmation of an
impoverished Church...
...from this moment on must be held
erroneous and heretical...
...because it clearly contradicts
Sacred Scripture.
It is evil even to think
against Sacred Scripture!
The Emperor is using you, Franciscans.
He wishes to discredit the Pope
and calls him an enemy of peace.
Not really.
In substance, yes.
Reverend abbot.
We Franciscans affirm that sacrifice,
be it private or public,
of ownership of all things...
...is meritorious and holy.
Christ taught this with his speech...
...and confirmed it with his example,
demonstrating the...
the path of perfection.
As Saint Paul tells us,
we have what we need to eat,
we have what we need
to cover our nakedness.
And this is enough,
we are satisfied.
To contradict this is heresy!
How dare you?
Every human right,
on the basis of which
material goods are owned,
is contained in the laws.
Christ as a mortal man,
from the moment of his conception,
was owner of all earthly goods,
and, as God, he received from the Father...
...universal control over everything.
The Pope is his heir.
Luke in chapter 6 says that
Christ dismisses from himself...
...all power and lordship,
and in Matthew, chapter 19,
Peter asserts that to follow Him
they left everything.
Surely the life of Christ...
...should be the model of behavior
for the Church.
Should we,
who seek to follow Christ,
allow ourselves to divide up
the ownership of things?
Or even to grab land and jewels
and buildings and money...
...as if our salvation lay, not in
the spirit of love and justice...
...and peace to all men,
but in the dull and tarnished power...
...that possessions
seem to confer upon those...
...who lay claim to them?
You Franciscans made armed attacks...
...on Dominican convents.
You stripped naked your rival monks...
...to impose poverty on them.
There are 30,000 Franciscans in Europe.
We cannot control the excesses
of a handful of fanatics!
'Uras Deus non plenas adspicit manus.'
God looks at clean hands,
not full ones.
How dare you accuse us of
hands full and dirty,
like a usurer!
- No, you are the one...
...who compares Christ to...
to a prelate of your court,
you sacks of shit!
- Moderate your language, please!
These are examples
of your heretical writings...
...that have inspired the Emperor!
He certainly won't be
inspired by your writings...
...since you are illiterate!
I? Illiterate?
Was your Francis literate,
he who spoke with geese?
And what do you have to say...
...about the taxae sacrae poenitentiariae...
...in which the Pope exploits
the sins of the religious...
...in order to squeeze out more money?
Hey! Mind how you speak,
pig, son of a whore!
Here is what your Pope says:
'If an ecclesiastic commits a sin...
...a carnal sin, with a nun,
or with a relative,
or even with an ordinary woman,
he can be absolved by paying...
...67 gold pieces and 12 pence.
And if he commits bestiality,
it is more than 200 pieces.
But if he has committed it
only with youths or animals,
and not with females,
the fine is reduced by 100!'
This is a shameful calumny!
How dare you!
Bastard! You heretic!
No, no, no, no, no,
please, brothers!
Be seated.
Please, please.
Venerable brothers, please.
Venerable brothers!
Venerable brothers!
- Let me go!
We will return to our labors...
...tomorrow morning after prayers.
But hear me: I will not tolerate
another scene like today's.
Anyone who goes beyond
the limits will be expelled.
Are there no better arguments...
...to prove or refute the poverty of Christ?
The question is not
whether Christ was poor:
it is whether the church must be poor.
And 'poor' does not mean
material want or poverty,
but rather it means keeping
or renouncing the right...
...to legislate on earthly matters...
Will you say this when
you're called on to speak?
If I manage to speak before
they kill one another!
I am trapped between two opposing forces,
like an ass that does not know
which of two sacks to eat.
It work, mio bonissimo trap!
I'm coming, puella!
Beautiful smell!
Let me go!
- Sweet juice de la femina.
I love you.
Do not touch me. Let me go!
Bona, bona, puella.
Salvatore love you.
No.
Me apprend toi l'amore.
You are hurting me!
No, no, buono.
No, let me go!
No me comprende. Cum Salvatore.
Let me go!
No, you will love me, puella.
I would like you to hear my confession.
I have been waiting for that.
Up until yesterday I had to confess a desire.
Today I must confess
something more serious.
I've had carnal relations with the girl.
I know that I have sinned...
...because I have chosen the life of a monk.
You have chosen?
- Yes.
I think so.
Adso, you have sinned,
that is certain,
against the commandment
that bids you not to fornicate.
In your defense,
there is the fact that...
...you found yourself
in one of those situations...
...that even a father in the desert
would have damned himself.
You must not do it again,
but it is not so monstrous
that you were tempted to do it.
And as far as that goes,
for a monk to have,
at least once in his life,
experience of carnal passion,
so that he can one day be
indulgent and understanding...
...to sinners he will counsel and console.
My intellect knows her
as an occasion of sin...
...but my heart perceives her as the...
...vessel of every grace.
Time will come when
you are ready to decide.
There's nothing like a
good spell in church...
...to calm the spirit.
I have absolved you,
but one never knows.
So go and ask for the Lord's confirmation.