- Go back to the lines. - They are claiming because...
you're getting far away from Aurocasto to take me to Nuts-Frog.
They are soldiers, they claim, but accept my hard discipline.
- But they are full of right. - What did you say?
You must get back to your way.
What about you?
I'm gonna with you.
Scratch my back.
If you want me, I'll go.
We'll have great kids for the new lineage of the Brancaleones.
I'll be your faithful wife and you, a husband deep in love because...
I know that you love me as I love you.
I'll give you my pureness. I will.
Matelda! Matelda! I beg you, don't tempt me, I gave my ward.
Don't take me to Guccione, I don't want him. I want you.
Me, your little sheep, take me, Leone.
- No, no. - Nobody will have me, then.
Catch the girl.
Matelda?
Matelda, wait. Matelda.
Stop, Aquilante. It's an order.
Stop, it's an order. Aquilante, stop, stop.
- Why don't you get some sleep? - I'm not sleepy.
- Tomorrow you are not gonna sleep. - Why not?
You'll be given to Guccione tomorrow. The Brights make the night a day.
Go away.
Wait.
- I didn't want Guccione. - Ah?
And didn't he want you?
That damned asshole.
And he sword to keep you pure.
But I want to change this.
Tonight.
Matelda! Matel... but...
Weren't you in a hurry to take me to Guccione?
Well, I'm ready.
You sleep too much, come on, hurry up.
Move, you lazy horse, we got just one minute.
Look, over there.
- Cheers to the fiancée. - Cheers.
- But, why are we stopped in here?
We've to go right to the point.
Ah! Guccione invited us to the wedding.
- I couldn't say no. - Get my advice.
We'll go tomorrow.
Eat something to get your strength back.
Guccione is an obscene man. And he'll be the first guy to catch...
- That flower. - He can be not the first one.
- What did you say? - No... it's that if you had caught...
the flower when she offered you...
Maybe you are right, but what could I do?
We could get the road, pick up our things and leave.
Ah! But, why the rush? Have a drink.
We're gonna leave, my sweet wife.
- Take my advice, let's go now. - It wouldn't be correct.
- Isn't it time to stop drinking? - I want to drink to forget.
So, let me drink, too.
Do you want a fruit?
Hey? I'm talking to you.
What's the matter with you? Did you get nuts?
They went to the nuptial room, the party is over, let's go.
It's over? It's not over, it has just started.
The harm caused by love, it's just cured by another one.
Sweety, what do you want to do now? You want me to make love with you, ah?
You want to eat me. Right?
Bigstick, throw me another fruit. A very ripe one.
Are you ready?
Look, I'm gonna eat you.
It's good! But not in front of everybody. Let's go upstairs...
there is a room there just for us.
- Let's go. - Not yet. The whole thing's starting.
Hold on everyone.
What is going on?
Tell me who did it?
- Who did what? - Abused of her.
I want to know who did it.
- He. - No! I swear to God.
Matelda! Matelda. How could you say such a perverse thing...
when you felt on your own flesh how is to keep a word?
- Catch him. - Come on, my hero fellows...
Branca, Branca, Branca.
Damned!
It's a painting.
Go back, you damned. Or else, I'll put fire on you.
Army, over here.
Oh! Look out, I'm here.
Oh! Mercy, don't hurt me!
Brancaleone, over here!
Come on, my soldiers. Branca, Branca.
Ah! Help! Help!
Don't hurt me.
Let me go.
And what about our coins of gold that are with you?
Get out of here. The money was given for what...
you haven't done. So, we've confiscated them all. And you are...
lucky not to be killed. Get out, or else you'll turn like your...
commander. As an example for all, he'll stay in a cage...
for days, weeks, months, till he's devoured by crows and falcons.
Get out of here, and don't come back.
Hey, commander, we are here. Come on.
Very good. You're loyal. It's a merit.
- Do you know anything about Matelda? - No. I hope she's dead.
- Take me out of here, come on. - Let's see what we can do...
Stay there, for a while.
Go... come on, old man, help. Come on.
Hey! Gush, how you weight, you damned Christian.
No... don't put your hand. It's gonna fall down, take your hands off!
- It's gonna fall down. - It was stimulating.
Damned shot. Open up. Come on.
- They can bite. - Sure. Let's go to the trench.
- Let's cross the trench. - Come on, come on. Go, go, go.
- Is it bottom? - No, it's shallow, you can...
- Cross it. - I trust in you.
Where is the forger?
- Why do you want a forger? - To open a cage.
A job? He is on the bridge, but go fast.
- One, one and a half, two, two and a... - Hold on, hold on, Forger.
- What are you doing? - Leave me alone.
- Hold him. - What are you doing?
- I caught him. - That's ok. I'll hold him.
I wanna die.
- She's cheating on me. - Hold him, don't let him go.
I wanna die.
- A little more. - My wife ran away...
with a soldier.
She's cheating on me. I want to kill myself.
We made it.
- Are you thinking of her? - Who else could it be?
- Take it, it's soft. - Ah! Ah! Be aware.
Why did she do that? It wasn't me that have abused of her.
You couldn't do that, when the woman offers herself, it's dangerous to say no.
- She gets a revenge. - I couldn't have her...
she was pure like a pigeon!
Of course she said yes to the to the tricks of a villain.
If I put my hands on him, I swear to God.
He only did what you must have done, if you were an expert about woman.
I gave my ward to keep her pure.
Brancaleone da Norcia will never injure a virgin.
- Virgin, she?! Maybe a piranha. - How dare you?
Worm Bizantine. Liar. Dirty snake. Cynical detractor.
I'm gonna spank you. I'm gonna catch you. Wait till I catch you, ouch, ouch.
I'll catch you.
Oh, shit, not again.
This is the cage, open it up, fast 'cause we have to leave.
Hold this.
I hope we go, without stopping, to Aurocastro.
I can't wait to get there, to lay on a very soft place.
Do you think we'll have servants to do the things for us there?
Servants? Servants and more servants.
What are we waiting for, let's get to the Fortress, I'm an old man...
and I'm always in pain.
I need to get some good sleep, good food, a good drink and stay...
- Doing nothing. - Yeah.
- Where are you going to? - To the land of pleasure.
We're happy soldiers of the noble Gentleman. Glorious Commander...
- And a fabulous hero. Come with us, too. - When does he arrive, when?
- Who? - The noble Gentleman.
The commander, the fabulous hero?
It's he.
What are you doing?
- Come back, where are you going? - To the river, to the river.
- Don't do that. - He's leaving.
Asshole.
Ask me to apology you, you son of a piranha.
You are mad at me, you're suffering because of the barefaced Matelda.
A thousand times cursed. Matelda was the last ward that you...
spelled in your life.
Take that one.
I'll kill you.
What's this about? For Matelda? Are they combating for her?
Hey?
- You don't need to kill each other. - What do you mean?
- I saw Matelda today. She was crying. - Where did you see her?
In a car escorted by soldiers of the Duke Guccione. She was going to a...
- Convent for the rest of her life. - Aquilante.
To the convent...
Fast like a ray.
Damned stirrup!
- A foreigner is coming. - Who let him get in?
Matelda?
Where are you? Where are you?
Matelda.
Matelda? I'm here.
I'm here, and so kind that I say to you...
come with me. I don't want to know who was the villain that abused of you.
Come with me, let's start our lives again.
We'll have great kids, everything as you wanted.
- No. - I didn't understand the meaning...
- Of the last ward. - Too late.
I have now a very different husband.
What are you talking about?
I know I was very bad with you.
And I'm here to atone for what I did. But now, I only can love Him...
- Forgive me, good-bye. - Matelda?
Matelda, come with me, or else I...
Will kill me? You can do that, my mission will finish earlier.
Cut my head off.
Hey?
Are you feeling something, milord?
Your Lord, my dear, suffered a hard stroke.
He found his great love on the dangerous way of weapons.
He had to resign to keep his ward.
You know my dear, what happened then? The pain...
that my heart had to hold up.
Now your commander, says to his doctrine, do you know what's in this...
world the reward for the human sacrifice? A kick in the ass.
From now on I'll be called The Bitter Gentleman.
Or something like that.
You too?!
- Where are you going? - This way.
- No, this way. - Why that way?
- The wind comes from here. - What does that mean?
- Nothing. - Do you know where we are?
Beyond the jungle is my castle. And I offer you again...
I pretend I'm your prisoner and ask to my father the ransom in gold.
That's it, so, we can buy clothes, weapons and some horses.
- Let's go scoria. - That's okay...
then. Down there, there is current water, we're gonna get to the...
Bizantine castle tidied as this army has to be.
To the bath dirty worriers.
You, and specially you, to the bath.
Ah! I knew it.
- What a freak people. Who are they? - The last dukes of Bysantium...
precious blood and very sick. Hectic limbs, weak using the sward...
but fast using the dagger. People that you better lose than found.
- What about that empty place? - It's my father's.
- Time for his prayer, let's wait. - Do you know what I'm gonna do?
Ask to your father a thousand of coins of gold. Thinking again, two thousand.
- Who's that pale but appetizing lady? - My sister.
No, not that one, the other one, that looks like a piranha.
My mother.
What do you say about aunt Teodora? She killed her husband with a poisoned...
- Dagger sending him directly to hell. - Jesus Christ.
To please her lover.
Which one?
That one with the bowl.
- His name is Type. - My goodness!
You have to drink it, hot wine with spices.
Aren't you afraid of the pain? I liked you.
You're welcome.
I'll cure your hand.
She...
- Go! She's a great lover. - What about type? Doesn't he mind?
Yes, he does.
- But, do you care? - Of course not.
- So? - I'm in charge of the negotiations.
But with respect, don't be too fast.
I'm going to take a big cash from them.
I'm Brancaleone da Norcia.
Do you know to make love the same way you know how to suffer the pain?
Yeah, but actually a long time I...
Pleasure and pain...
are the same.
I don't know, maybe.
- Do you want to make it? - Of course I want!
- Take off your clothes. - Right now.
Come on, damned buckle. It's gonna be this way. Let's make it.
Let's make it, let's make it.
- Make it, make it. - What's that, woman? Are you crazy?
- Ouch, stop it, stop it. - Take it, spank me, too.
- Ouch, I'm gonna take it, I go. Wait. - Take it, go ahead.
- That's what you want? Right. - That's it, spank me again.
You bizantine. Take it! Do you like it? So, take it.
No, not on me! No!
- I love you. - I love you.
Stop it!
Sancirilo Abacuc, master of finances of Lord Brancaleone...
that made your son his prisoner, after a combat, and the old people...
say great value, great price. And the value of your son is great.
But, considering your tender heart of a father, we'll ask you a lower value.
- Three thousand. - Three thousand what?
- Coins of gold, no? - No.
No? Are you letting your son as a prisoner...
Submissive to hard works?
And abandoned, doesn't your heart gets hurt as a father?
- We'll do it for two... - No.
You can take him, and you can spank him as you want...
- I'm gonna like it. - It went wrong.
He's the shame of the family, the white sheep, a thief and a tramp...
He is the bastard son I had with a servant of mine against my will.
Neither a coin of gold, nor a tin, he doesn't worth it.
That's right, but he is your son. One thousand and everybody is happy.
You're the trashy accomplices of Scant? If the bell rings for the third time...
and you aren't out of here you'll be be killed by poisoned arrows.
Poisoned arrows. Look at them.
You bastard, I wish I've never seen you before.
Wait. Abacuc, how much did you get? Where are you going, ah?
Why are you running? What's going on?
Take your weapons. Betrayal, let's run away.
I cover the back. Come on, hurry up. Come on.
Let's go, quickly.
- You should tell us you were a bastard. - Neither I knew it.
- So, you're my relative. - And mine, too.
Hold on. I see signal of smoke. Watch out.
These lands are unknown and wild. Two brave men are going...
to open the way. You stay here. You go.
- A bear. - Ah?
Did he make a fire?
It's not a daddy bear, by the head and by the ears it looks like a mummy bear.
And a bear does that?
- Look. - That guy is Decorum.
Let's go over there.
What?
- Ah! What do you want? - We thought you had died...
- Are you with the bear? - Come on.
Go, go.
- Did you see her? - Of course.
- Does she bite? - No, she is gentle.
She found me in pieces, and took care of me and...
took me to the cave like she was my Godmother.
But I don't claim, one day I eat chestnut, the other day, chicory...
or else a frog and I'm still alive.
So, let's go, good luck.
No, wait, I'm going with you.
But, let's go slowly.
If she notice she's gonna eat us.
- She's like an animal. Come on. - But...
Decorum, she is looking for you.
Go... go.
Run.
She is there.
- She is mad. - Run away.
Be a good girl, I'm going with my friends. I'll come back soon.
Help me! Wait for me. Help.
Hold on. We'd better stay here.
Be careful.
Yeah, old man, you found a good excuse for not walk.
I'm very sick. Little Christians, I'm really bad.
No, what bad? You're just a little ill.
Soon you'll get strong again, listen to the old Branca.
My time is over, I know it.
I already don't have the pain on my foot.
- I'm tired. - Abacuc...
But if it's what you say, I think you're gonna be okay.
I don't know if you die, you'll go to our Christian paradise.
Or of your people, or of the God you've had before.
For sure, I believe that it'll be better than the life...
- We are having here. - I think so, too.
You are not going to be cold, neither hot.
Neither hungry, nor thirsty.
- Neither spanks. - Nor scares.
You'll have a heaven always beautiful. Birds and flowered trees.
Angels that will give you big breads, cheeses, wine and milk.
And they'll say: do you want, old man? Eat. Do you want more? Take it. Eat...
drink till you get satisfied.
Sleep, sleep.
Sleep.
Lucky old man!
Hold on.
Look, men, look.
That is Aurocastro!
Look it now, men of a little faith.
It's a sound!
The sound of the ring of Zoneone, you abandoned too early the happiness.
The monk's back.
Who are you talking about? Who's this monk?
Get on your knees.
- It's a cow! - A cow! A cow.
A cow! God doesn't want you to suffer anymore. Branca, Branca.
Citizens of Aurocastro, open up the gates for your Lord...
that came by imperial will to guide you, to protect you and...
to administrate you, open it up for Brancaleone...
da Norcia and Aurocastro and for his army.
I'm Quarentino, an ancient of this village, this is the key of the city.
Follow me to the Fortress and I'll show you what belongs to you. Come on.
- One moment, the Imperial possession. - You don't need to. You'll read it later.
Your coming make us happy. It's the end of the time of favors.
And they are not a few. Come on, we can't waist the time.
Here it's the cellar. We've left a little wine in there.
We'll drink.
We are all happy, with your presence.
Now that you are here, show us that you are brave men. Are you seen something?
A black flag.
It's the damned ones, they are back. Like every year...
for a new pillage. Give them a lesson so, they are never coming...
back here to rob anymore.
Thank you, Gentleman, and to you and to the Great Lord of Saxon...
that nominated you, go fighting our defenders, attack with violence...
those sanguinary. Fight and God be with you. With all of you.
But... what sanguinary?
The Saracen!
It's explained now what is written in that parchment...
"The black danger that comes from the sea".
It's the Saracen pirates that come every year from the sea to...
- Sack. - It had to end up this way, I was an...
- Idiot to follow you. - Old Branca, we got screw.
Friends, brothers, soldiers, there's only one thing to do: To run away!
What are you saying, Mangotree?
We have only one thing to do: to fight!
This is our Fortress, they are people that are trusting on us and...
put their hopes on us.
We deserve the title we came here to have.
Bigstick, I nominated you, "Primus Milis."
The squad of yours, will have Captain Teofiltall, and...
and below Mangotree, "Millis Simplicius".
Vito, I want to give you a proof of my esteem. With a good news...
I nominated you, Master of Weapons.
We have to be firm till night to discourage the...
enemy and encourage the peasants to come back, to fight and to win.
The Saracen are coming. Run away!
- They are going to put the gate down. - It's a little rotten.
Don't be afraid, men.
I have a plan that will exterminate the enemy.
Let's see.
Take off the board that cover the cellar.
Aquilante, where are you? Where are you? I have a job for you.
Get these ropes, hooks and pulleys prepared. Aquilante, come here.
Take it easy. The gate can take the first strokes. Calm down.
Calm down.
Hey, you. What are you seen?
- They are starting it over. - Ah! That's what I need.
Prepare a great quantity of rocks.
It will have their function when the moment comes.
And now listen to me. The Saracen'll throw themselves with a big arch, right?
He's going to resist. But the gate's going to open like the arms of...
a lover, and the Saracen, pushed by their own...
- Strength, will fall into the trench. - Do you think that the horse is gonna...
pull the rope that opens the gate to your command?
Bigstick, get your sling ready.
The useless horse hit by the projectile of our slinger...
is gonna move, for sure.
Master Vito, be alert. Listen, are you seen the gate?
- It's only what I can see. - That's enough.
When you see they opening the gate and falling into the trench...
to close the trench...
you cut the rope with your vigorous sward.
Take it, did you hear me?
I heard you very well.
Decorum, you'll put fire to the ray and you'll throw it into the trench...
to burn the infidels. Teofiltall and Mangotree get prepared...
stretch the arrow. The plan was elaborated very carefully. Now...
I'm going to tell you how to move precisely and in order.
Go, Bigstick.
Keep on alert, my hero.
Till now, you are covered by shit, cover yourself with glory now.
- Commander? - What happened?
- It wasn't my fault. - Decorum, Mangotree...
- What happened? What's going on? - Help me.
- Give me the hand. - Put all your strength, that's it.
- Damned asshole. - What a hell darkness is that?
Open up. We are going to close the lines again. Open up.
Vito, the heavens are gonna curse you. Open up.
I barely know them!
My beautiful river, my pretty anvil.
- Damned parchment. - And damned Moorish that came...
- From the sea. - No more crying.
You always lived like women, try at least to die...
like men.
You call this die like a man?
- Did you see, Teofiltall? Look! - Who are they?
Christians soldiers.
- They arrived on time. - Come on, my rescuers.
- Cheers for the Christendom! - They came to save us.
Attack.
Carefully, carefully, brothers.
Don't cut the rope.
We thank our Holy Mother.
God bless you, Gentleman, thank you very much.
- You saved us, God bless. - I'm your slave.
Glorious Gentleman, without you, I won't be here now to thank you...
and shaking your hands and all your men.
Brancaleone da Norcia.
Master and owner of Aurocastro. Their vineyards and their cattle.
I ask your permission, my dear Lord, to have you here as hosts...
to eat and to drink in my castle.
What?
Nice end.
It's not the end you should claim, but the beginning.
I was deceived by that parchment.
It's true. It's our fault, if we're here now...
forgive us, Brancaleone.
Is it use now to demand? We need to love and to forgive at death's time.
We need to love and to forgive.
Listen, Brancaleone, I wasn't a good guy for you too...
- And I want to confess my faults. - You don't need to, brother.
We arrived at this point, no way out. We need to love and to forgive...
at death's time.
We need to love and to forgive.
I ask for your forgiveness.
It was me that abused of Matelda.
You disgraceful traitor. You dirty man.
You crappy bizantine. I'm going to exterminate you...
I'm going to exterminate you, damned.
- The bells of Zoneone. - It's a cow, a cow.
Shut up.
- It's him! - It's Zoneone. Zoneone.
- Brother. - Who's that?
- Zoneone. - Zoneone, Zoneone!
Hold on, I don't know who you're and why you want to burn the men.
- That's it, monk. - But their lives belong to me...
- We belong to you. - Listen to me, Saint Man...
- They are traitors and deserve to die. - Yes, they do...
As all of us. But their lives are not yours...
but of the Lord that is in heaven, and He said that...
it'll be pure who'd purify the impure.
- I want to be pure. - All of them swore to go with me...
to the Holy Land, to fight against the infidel, and nobody can...
take any man from the lines that wants to die happy for the Saint Sepulcher.
Keep on your knees, Christians.
- On your knees. - Obey, obey.
- That's the way God wants. - Obey.
Aquilante?
Ah! I never doubted you.
Come on, my faithful animal.
Give me the sward.
Well, my brave men, leave all the discouragement behind you...
chest out...
stand up the weapons, flags up, self confidence...
and let's forget Aurocastro, across the sea blood and glory...
are waiting for us, like the wolf that attacks and the lion that goes ahead...
we keep walking till the Holy Land. Branca, Branca, Branca.