Marchese del Grillo, Il
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:24:00
we'll roast something
and then...

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- There she is...
- Who's that?

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I know who she is!
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- Ugly thing! Wake up!
You don't have to sleep here! - Here!

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Go away, ugly witch!
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Go away!
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Damn you! If I find you here again,
I'll send you to the stake.

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- Go away!
- But why did you do that? Poor girl!

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She's a witch, she casts spells.
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- She is not a witch!
- You don't believe in witches?

:24:42
That is a witch.
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Witches don't exist.
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- Laugh! Do as you want! - You believe
in witches like in the Middle Ages!

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Come.
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- Are all the rooms frescoed?
- Yes, all of them.

:25:05
- Who is the painter? - I don't know him,
perhaps a student of Vasari's.

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- But what are you doing?
- We need it for the fire.

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- We are making bruschetta. Do you
like it? - With a 16th century armchair?

:25:18
If I could, I'd break everything.
:25:19
The hell with 16th, 17th
and 18th centuries!

:25:24
You French say:
"Shit to the whole world."

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My brother-in-law is from Macerata.
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He's in the list of the officials
who have to go away from Rome

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by order of the your general Mionly.
- ... and you want him to remain here.

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- Don't worry, I'll speak
with the general. - On the contrary!

:25:40
I want him to leave.
Make him leave immediately!

:25:44
- Family problems?
- It's a tragedy.

:25:48
My sister's breath
can kill the flies.

:25:52
Macerata would be the minimum distance
not to smell it anymore.

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As you see, the noble have problems too.
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- My brother-in-law is Count Rambaldo
Vitelli. - Count Vitelli. Alright.


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