23.976
FOR LOVE AND GOLD
Come on, come on.
- Come here... I'll catch you. - Mercy, mercy, no!
- You asshole, idiot. - Grab him, make him in pieces.
Slaughter them, slaughter them all.
No, no, please. No, no, no.
- Badsmell? - Shut up.
- Let me go, let me go. - Hold on.
That's it.
I'm leavin'.
Help...
Let me go, let me go.
Get down.
- Let's play roll. - No.
- A kid? - Go away.
Hey, you asshole, what are you doing?
- Come on, hurry up. - Come on, come on.
They are coming!
Quick!
You asshole!
- Get out of here. - Get lost, get lost.
No, no, I beg your kindness. Mercy, mercy, no.
Run away!
This staff is mine.
Get out.
Give me that, it's mine.
Your dirty thief! It's mine.
- Drop it. - No.
Grab him, come on.
Let him go.
- Hey, you, trader! - Hold on, old man.
- Abacuc. - Somebody helps me, help.
I'm going to hide myself. They are thieves.
They are going to take all! I've got to hire myself.
- Open up, Abacuc. - Open up!
- We got something to sell to you. - Open up or else we'll burn you.
- Get it up. - No, let's throw him into the river.
- Let's go. - Hey, you, get it up.
- Where are you taking me to? - Open up or we're gonna drown you.
Gush, this is damn heavy!
Open it, open it.
- Ah! He's finally decided! - What's going on, what's this about?
- What do you want? - I'll show what's good for you.
- What a staff, ah? - Look at this sward, the steel's great.
- Let me get out of here first. - Good stuff, the best.
Get out, come on.
Look at this armor, Abacuc.
The armor of a great warrior.
- First I take it, then I pay it. - Look at this.
What a thing! Everything's spoiled.
- It's the best! How come it's spoiled? - Who's gonna buy this staff?
- It's a big deal. - It's a bad deal.
See, I'm gonna tell you, I'm short on money, so I pay a little.
The cheaper old man.
What's this?
- What's written there? - You nuts, do you know who did you...
- Stole these weapons and clothes from? - No.
- Arnolf Iron-Hand. - Who is he?
Prince's Otoni Fighter vassal, a great Lord of Saxon...
damn it, I wish I've never seen you before.
I've killed him.
- Have you? - Yes, he's dead.
- Are you sure? - Of course.
Well, so, we'll have a good deal, I'm gonna read it to you, right?
Hold on...
We concede to the owner of this parchment the possession of the...
Aurocastro Fortress in Pulha, and the vineyards, the cattle, and...
all the riches in there. The Feudal Gentleman has to make a sacred vow...
to rule the city through wisdom vanishing with the terrible...
danger that comes from the seas, with the winds of springs...
when... when... when... hold on.
But, what danger?
A piece is missing. But this can worth it about a hundred grand...
- How? - Selling it.
- Selling it? - For a Gentleman. He, with this...
parchment, goes to the Fortress and will take it for real.
Let's go find a Lord, and let's not sell the parchment.
We're gonna take possession of the land. He'll be the head and we, the soldiers.
Before he'll swear that he'll divide everything with us.
- That's it. - Sure, that's it!
So, he needs to be a haughty Gentleman, good looking, but hungry for...
goods and for lands, yes, Gentleman out of money...
- And in rags like ourselves. - Definitely.
- I know one like that. - Really?
Let's go to Civita, there'll be a tournament for all the Knights there.
Wait a minute!
His tent.
Aquilante?
Aquilante, you asshole.
Come here, I'm gonna give you some sugar, come here.
There you are, your stupid horse.
Now, I'll catch you.
Damn it!
Come here, you damn thing!
Come, come here, sweety.
Come here, you stupid thing, I'll give you a reward.
- Here's your bar of sugar. - That's what you got?
Gentleman, we've a good bargain for you.
We, ah... Otoni, known as The Fighter, for God's will...
Prince of the Holy Roman Empire, Lord of Saxon...
Duke of Battenburg and of Poemwritten, concedes to the owner...
of this parchment... the possession of this City and of the Fortress...
of Aurocastro in Pulha, with the vineyards, the cattle...
and all the riches in there. The Feudal Gentleman has to make a sublime vow...
to rule the city through wisdom and eliminating, etc... etc.
We received this parchment from a great and noble Gentleman...
that gave it to us when he was dying.
Now, we offer you, brave and spotless Gentleman...
And broke.
...the luck of been the owner of a wealthy land, and of the Fortress of...
Aurocastro. In change, you'll make a sublime swear of dividing...
all the riches and all the goods, with all of us.
- Do you know who I am? - No!
I supposed you've heard the name Spanker Le Fugitive.
I've never heard it before.
Spanker Le Fugitive. The biggest captain of Tussia.
And I'm the one who at a stroke of axe have cut him in two.
My name, pay attention, my name is Brancaleone, da Norcia.
Enrich, the landlord of this land, offers to the winner of this...
tournament the title of Captain of...
the Weapons and offers his daughter Lucrecia to marry with him, too.
Consider that Brancaleone da Norcia, has already on his hands the title...
and the wealthy marriage.
So, get out of here, you insignificant. You and your miserable feudal of Pulha.
The vineyards, cattle and the sea full of fishes to be divided in a half.
Besides, put this into your mind, old man. Brancaleone da Norcia...
has never shared anything with anybody. Go ahead, go ahead.
Come on, stupid thing.
Take part in this tournament the Knights: Wizard Peacock...
cadet of Gun, Herald of the Deaf, Badcome Villain of...
Sulmona, Sir of Corkscrew, Rich, commonly known as Less Hand...
Brancaleone da Norcia.
The first contest is with Bigshout, commonly known as Dirty-Hand...
versus Brancaleone da Norcia.
Present yourselves with your helms and shield of combat.
What are you doing? What are you doing? Go ahead.
- It's that way! - Stop it. Stop it.
Come back, don't run away. Gush! Your traitor.
- Coward. - It's not my fault, it's this asshole.
- Stop it. Go ahead. - Big runner.
Coward, don't flee, stop and fight.
And why don't you reach me? Reach me and I'll show you...
- Damned. - Go slowly...
Turn on, horse.
What side is that Feudal?
The man at my service is not afraid neither of the rain nor of the sun...
- The fire or the wind. - What service? We are all equal.
Silence here. I'm the commander.
So, you own me obedience and submission. Our route will be...
covered by sweat, tears and blood. Are you ready for that?
- Everybody at the same time. - Yes.
- We are. - Are you ready to...
fight to death? We'll set off for days, weeks and months, but...
at the end, we'll have castles, treasures and white women...
with big teats. Bigstick, stand up the flags.
- I have no flags. - All right, stand them up very high.
And you villain, put yourselves under your shade...
get out of the mud, I'll turn the five of you a speed army and...
- Sir, we are in four. - I'll turn the four of you a...
speed army, brave that's gonna be a greyhound and a lion at the same time.
Let's go ahead, on the way to Aurocastro just in the heart of Pulha.
Let's go. Go ahead my hero fellows. On the road. Go, go.
Follow me.
Where is he going to?
It's over here.
Get out of my way.
You get out.
No, you must to get out. I'm a Knight.
What about me? You've seen my army. Don't you have eyes?
- As much as you have a tongue. - So, what is missing is your brain.
Yes, maybe, but guts I have a lot. On foot or by horse?
No, not by horse, on foot.
My name is Brancaleone da Norcia.
I'm Teofiltall Gain Gold.
From the family Bysantine descendent of Giveaphoto I, and seen you...
I have pity on you.
Bigstick.
Show him who we are, sir.
My Lord!
- Break. - Do you want a break?
- What about you? - Ah!
Yes, a break.
- Axe. - What?
I said, axe.
An axe!
Squire, an axe.
Is this gonna last forever?
- Look out! - Let's get out of here.
- Well... That's it. - That's it.
- A break? - Ok.
It was the only one. It's history!
Now, let's get the sword.
On guard!
Go... go away.
Let's make the fire 'cause the whole thing is gonna last a lot.
- Is it ready? - A little more.
Hey.
Do you surrender?
Ouch!
- It's the spleen... yes. - No...
No...
It's the liver...
in there.
- Yes? - Yes.
It always hurts me.
Boil some alfalfa...
chicory...
brimstone, mallow, citron-tree, and boil them all...
and... drink it all.
- Is it a good medicine? - Yeah!
It's gonna be inside you giving kicks till everything is clean, then...
gets out from your ass a big fire.
It burns, but it cures.
Hey, you there? Night's coming!
That's the Hebrew Abacuc, he is in charge of the treasures of the army...
and he is a great trader, he is at my service.
Salute.
I have an idea. Though you sound pompous, all of you seem to be...
in rags. My family is very rich...
and would pay a lot for my life.
So, I thought, if I offered myself as a prisoner and go to my...
father's Castle to demand a ransom in gold, that is gonna be half and half.
- And then, each one for himself, right? - And where is this Castle?
Very far, there. No, there, where the sun's down.
- But, don't we have to go to Aurocastro? - No way, Aurocastro can wait...
for a while we're going to get our gold, hurry up, let's go.
Hurry up? Who are you? Capricious of Verdict.
- Where did my horse go to? - We'll go to where I tell you to...
We'll leave and we'll take possession of our feudal, according to the...
parchment. All of you need to act with dignity...
obedience, decency and submission...
but where is the look of the man who keeps the weapons? Out with all...
this trash, out with the hanging rags...
and with all these old staffs and with the tents.
Discipline! We're the Army of Brancaleone, blood of Judas.
Blood of Judas.
Wait, wait for me. My horse ran away.
- Wait, I'll go with you. - What for?
I'm your prisoner, I've got to follow you.
Listen, you're free, just take another way and don't disturb us anymore.
Attention, let's go straight ahead.
The stubborn Bizantine continues following us.
Don't mind about him. Look, a village.
- What village is that? - For sure it's, San Simonne or...
Bonharollo...
or Ancopontanatico or...
another place that I've never been to.
- We'll stay here for tonight. - As you want.
Quick, this way.
Quiet! This silence doesn't make me feel good. Gush!
Let's go very carefully.
Abacuc. Cover my back.
- What do you expect? - Let's go.
Let's go together.
What a tomb silence!
What a gloomy!
Hold on!
Did they run away from us?
All the villagers escape when they see armed soldiers.
Well, that's it. By the right of the winner, take everything...
you can, hurry up to get to Aurocastro well dressed, go!
- Go. - Count on me, let's go.
- Everybody to the cellar. - We're gonna to devastate this village.
My army will leave its terrible signal. Dura lex, thirsty lex.
- Cucurucu. - Cucurucu.
Let's enjoy the life, to sin, what's the death?
What's left for you from the life?
Give it a bite.
Let me kiss you.
No! No! Where are you going?
Surrender to me, take me. Surrender to me. Cucurucu, cucurucu.
Cucurucu.
Surrender, take me. Let's enjoy and sin.
Cucurucu.
Your skin is on fire.
Fever for love! For you, I can dye.
- No, not that bed. - Why not?
- How you said: Cucurucu. - My husband died in it.
- Died? When? - Yesterday.
- Yesterday? Of what? - The ill that reached everyone.
The pest.
Let's get out of here.
Let's run.
Help. The pest.
- The pest! It's here. - Let's leave this place. Come on.
- Run, let's run. - We're lost, lost.
Come on, let's follow Aquilante, he's an expert in running away.
- Come on, come on, let's go. - Don't spoil the cloth.
- It'll be our last suit! - Don't doubt it.
Hurry up. Come on, let's go.
Damned village. Let's go.
- Come on. - Not so fast.
- What a foolish thing we've done. - Run, old man.
- Get some wings, old man. - The chest is gonna break.
Don't worry about that, old man.
You're gonna spoil it. Oh! M treasure!
Hold on. Hold on, brothers. Abacuc, Decorum...
Hold on... it doesn't help to run, the death, death's already in all of us.
You damned, I wish I've never seen you all.
My fault...
My fault, my entire fault.
My fault. My fault.
- Are you happy now? - My entire fault.
My fault...
Hey...
It's true. You didn't get into the village.
- You didn't want me to. - You knew about the pest.
- And didn't say a word about it. - Stay there.
- Be aware or I'll make a hole on you. - Bizantine worm.
- We contracted the pest, and you laugh. - Yeah.
- I'm gonna infect you. - No, no, no.
- Don't do that to me, please! - Don't let him go. Catch him.
Hold him, let's transmit the ill to him.
Touch him, touch him.
No! Stop it, Christian.
You don't want to suffer the same way we are...
How you can see, we were infected by the pest.
- Pest? - Pest.
Pest? What a sin!
Fortunate men, I bring you the salvation...
Join us and save your lives. Follow me and the terrible harm...
won't get you. Take your weapons and come with me to the Holy...
Land to get the Holy Tomb free...
I promise you that you'll have your body and soul saved. Who purifies the...
impure will be pure. Who goes with me to the Holy Land will be cured.
Come on, soldiers of faith, form with me a happy squad.
Everybody to the Holy, Holy Tomb. God wants this way.
From every harm will be cured who goes with me to the Holy Land.
- I go. - Before let's ask for a guarantee in...
- A paper that there is cure for all. - What do you say, son of Judas?
- What about Aurocastro? - We'll never get there.
What do you prefer, brothers, right death by pest, or what the monk...
promised us? It will be the salvation of the life in the Holy Land. Let's go.
Let's go, brothers.
Courage, come on.
To the Holy Lands.
Come you too, Aquilante.
- Why are you here? - I've got the gout and sand on my teeth.
The good monk guaranteed me health, then we're going to Taranto where...
there's an army and many boats, we're going to the Holy Land to fight...
- Against the Africans with the hands. - That's it...
we'll fight one a one against the black people in the Holy Land, and what...
about you, my friend, what do you have? What battle did you lose the arm?
- In Barcelonta? Or against the Swedish? - In his house, he found me...
with his woman, and just because of it he cut my arm.
- Ah! - After that, we've become...
friends, we've packed and... both of us have left...
with the monk Zoneone to the Holy Lands.
- I see. - And I carry on this huge stone...
- For a bigger punishment. - All right, let's all go fight...
everybody to the Holy Lands. What about you, my good man, why are you with us?
- He is leprous. - It's disgusting.
Hold on! Make lines.
One after the other. Cross on Indian line.
- Monk Zoneone, it doesn't seem safety! - Men of a little faith...
How can you be afraid of the bridge, if the hand of God is holding it?
Remember Thomas, the incredulous apostle.
Let's remember him and cross it. Come on, you cowards.
You, Abacuc, who weights a few pounds, will be the first one to cross it.
- Go, go, go. - Trust.
- Go on Indian line. - Go, come on.
The hands of God hold you. Go through and remember Thomas...
Don't you remember Thomas, yeah?
Follow me, come on.
- Don't be afraid. - Put your faith on the bridge.
- I'm here with you. - Go ahead, come on.
Let's sing! The way is so big as much as...
- The goal. - Big.
Men of a little faith.
Come on, Decorum.
Cross it.
Come on, don't doubt it, it will bring you happiness.
God took His hand away.
But why did he take His hand away?
Do you know?
- No, Priest. We don't know. - 'Cause among us there're some impure...
Someone here has no faith... Who has no faith?
- No, everybody has faith. - Almost everybody.
That one, that one.
- What? Who are you talking about? - I have my faith.
- Of course, he has. - He has his own faith.
- We are all friends. - Right, we are all friends.
- Horror! By the way, are you an heretic? - No! I'm a Jewish.
There was a serpent among us!
That's the reason of our disgrace. Let's baptize him.
Let's baptize him, an impure. It'll be pure who purifies an impure.
Let's go to the waters, to the waters, of the salvation! Let's go to the bath.
- For the purification. - Calm down, Abacuc.
- Come on, Abacuc, come on. - Take it easy.
Today is Saint Monsueto's day, and your name will be Monsueto.
Get up warriors pilgrims, why to sleep when it's time...
to thank the Lord? Stand up...
Let's thank the Lord.
And now, another bridge!
thank to the Lord, that makes the way to salvation, full of...
obstacles.
Let's cross on Indian file.
Follow me.
But, how can you fight in the Holy Lands...
if you don't have the faith to cross a bridge?
What are you afraid of? Now, we're pure. There's no dangerous...
- Because the heretic was purified. - So, he goes first.
Cowards! Cowards, cowards.
Sing and cross, I'll give you and example, the bridge is firm. Look!
Look!
God punishes. That's the way God wants. Look! That's the proof.
Where are you going, Priest?
- What a flight, ah? - Yeah, rest in peace.
- And, what to do now? - Well, let's go back.
- But, what about the pest? - We're pure. The monk said it.
- He vanished. - Who gave, gave. Who had, had.
did you forget the vows? We'll go back to the Holy Land. That's what God wants.
Peace, peace!
He is right, that's it. We're free of the vow.
And if from each fact we should extract the meaning...
here it is. I doesn't want, God doesn't want. Am I clear?
- No, wants. - No, He doesn't want.
Let's go back to our route, come on, straight ahead to Auro...
don't mention the place. Or else they are not going anywhere.
You are right, yeah. Well, fellows... come on, come on. On the road, let's go.
- Let's go. Let's go. - Liberated.
Come on. Each one for himself.
- Where are you going to? - No where, exactly.
- Let's go together. - No where, exactly, but...
to the other side.
Soldiers, come here, hurry up.
Jesus Christ!
Help me.
Let me go. Help me.
- Follow me, my warriors. - My Holy Mother, helps me.
- Hold on. - Help.
Hold on!
Help!
Look, when I say, follow me, my warriors...
what you have to do is follow me and fight.
Or else, we are gonna have bad moments.
Thank you, my hero. Thank you.
- My name is Matelda. - Yeah?
I own you my life.
My tutor.
My tutor!
What a cruel!
- Are you a Gentleman? - Of course I am.
This is my pupil Matelda, she is gonna marry a noble...
the Duke Guccione of Nuts-Frog, if you are a Knight of Sword...
you must know the code of honor...
I left my little girl for you to take care, be her father and her mother...
her baby-sitter and her sister, her shield and her support...
take care of her life, and at most take care of her pureness. Make a swear.
The ward, give me your ward.
He is feeling bad, isn't he?
I swear.
- Aren't we going to Aurocastro anymore? - Calm down...
- It's the same way. - No, it's 4 days more on the road.
Take the girl to his future husband.
- I'll give you a good reward. - How much? How much?
A hundred coins of gold.
- What about 150? - Abacuc, before the death?
All right. And where is our gold?
- In a secret place. - There's a secret place.
- And where, where, where is the place? - Get my beard up.
Come on, get it up, get it up.
- Oh! Tutor, Tutor. No! - Ouch, damned, ouch, ouch.
Carefully, it's dangerous. Carefully.
There is no rush, go down slowly.
Come on quick.
Ah? Did it arrive, ha?
- Yeah. It arrived. - But it's all wet.
Get it up!
- There we go. - Whose turn is it?
The girl's turn.
I'm scared. Come with me.
Get it up.
Come on.
Hold on.
- Going down. - Slowly.
Go it down. Slowly. Slowly.
Close to you I feel safety.
I wonder if it will be this way with my future husband?
Ah? What do you think?
This... this guy Guccione, how is he, ah? Is he...
is he blond? Or brunette?
- Or what? - I don't know him.
The husband who I've dreamed about has to be...
tall, strong, a good looking, like you.
What's the matter with you, Gentleman? I can feel your heart beating a lot.
- Stop it. - The rope twisted, make something.
What can I do?
- Don't be afraid. - No, I'm not afraid.
Hold on. I take care of it.
Courage, you can jump.
The little safe.
My father, the Baron of Norcia, died when I was nine years old.
My mother got married so, married to a perverse man...
who, eager for my treasures, gave me to his foreman...
that new how to use a knife very well, to kill me.
But he didn't do it, he had pity on me and abandoned me in the forest...
where I could survive myself.
And where I grew up free and strong like a jaguar.
When I was 20 years old I went to the castle to claim for what was mine...
however, my mother and my step-father were dead...
after exterminate with all the goods.
And when I said, I'm Brancaleone, the unique legitimate heir...
of everything that they left to me, the Policy Captain shouted: Yeah? So...
you'll pay the debts. Catch him.
Then, I took the sward, I hurt two of the officers and I had to run.
Since then, I'm walking around fighting.
Cover yourself. What are you doing?
- Crooked ones, what are you looking at? - Why? Can't we look?
- No. - I look.
- No, don't look, no. - Ah! Let's look, yeah.
Because of the young lady we are not going to...
Aurocastro, at least she can amuse us.
- Besides, get out of my sight. - You Pilatos of Bysantium how dare you?