An Angel for Satan

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An Angel for Satan

from a novel by Luigi Emmanuele

- Welcome, Sir.

- Thank you.

Here.

Give that to me.

No. No. Why?

That's fine.

I hope you had a good trip.

My name is Alfonzo...

But everybody calls me Sergeant.

Okay, Sergeant.

- Goodmorning, Sergeant.

- Good day.

Who could that be?

He sure is handsome.

- Lisa!

- We're coming.

- Natalia!

- We're coming.

Are you sleeping, are you sleeping,

Brother John...

Who's singing?

The kids from the school...

come see.

Morning bells are ringing,

morning bells are ringing,"

Ding, dang, dong.

- Who's that?

- It's Victor,

the gardener at the villa.

He's a survivor.

When he chops wood,

he cuts himself.

He's been in the asylum many times.

He won't harm anybody.

- Goodmorning, Sir.

- Goodmorning.

Thank you.

Goodmorning, Sir.

It's not a good time

to travel, Sir.

There is no good time to travel.

But I'm used to it.

- Good day and welcome, Sir.

- Thank you, Count.

I'm happy to see you.

Are you feeling alright?

Why?

You came via the lake...

and you're alright?

What should've happened to me?

The bad side of me always hopes

for another tragedy on the lake

...to keep the legend alive

and flourishing.

So your good side must be

very unhappy right now.

Exactly.

Make yourself comfortable.

Please.

Would you like a drink?

A Cognac?

Cognac? Cherry?

Or a Brandy? My personal brandy

will warm you up...

- There's nothing like it.

- Yes, Brandy. Thank you.

- I think we'll get along fine.

- So do I.

- To your arrival.

- To your health.

- A cigar?

- No. I don't smoke.

Have a seat.

You know, because of

the extraordinary heat last summer

...the water level of the lake

has declined amazingly.

Although this is truly

a disaster...

Something amazing

has come from it.

You're talking about

the discovery of the statue, Count.

Yes, the statue.

You wouldn't know about this

because you are a foreigner...

If the statue is retrieved

... it means damnation for sure.

As the story goes,

restoration of the statue

...will cause tragedy

to the entire village

Do you still wish to work here?

My dear Count,

I know you've studied the legend,

and you enjoy a good story...

but I don't believe in curses.

I only wish you had told me

about it when you hired me...

Would you have accepted?

But, of course. Without the legend...

There's no reason for me

to reconstruct the sculpture.

But now everything is out

in the open...

If it weren't for my grandson,

Pupi Lauria...

the statue would still

beat the bottom of the lake...

And you wouldn't be here.

I appreciate the story very much

... but I don't believe in curses.

- When can I start working?

- Tomorrow if you'd like...

If you need anything, just ask.

Julian is at your service...

- Do you need anything

in particular? - No, thank you.

I'll have a bottle of my brandy

sent to your chambers...

A glass before you go to bed...

and you'll sleep heavenly.

Come in.

Count, something terrible

has happened.

What's wrong, Julian?

The 2 boatmen who accompanied

Mr Merigi...!

Something horrible, sir Count...

They came ashore to have a drink.

Then they went back to the boat

...they were crossing the lake,

and after a couple minutes...

for no reason...

The boat flipped and sank...

They were good swimmers,

but they couldn't...

They started screaming for help.

Carlos. Victor. The teacher...

They all jumped into the water.

But... too late!...

- They watched them drown!

- Dead!

They were the 2 fishermen

who removed the statue from the lake.

My dear, you can't expect her

to stay in school all her life.

She's the owner.

It's only logical

that she comes home.

But Harriet can't do anything

without you...

She's too young, too naive...

She would get robbed blind.

You can't let that happen.

- What's wrong?

- Mr Merigi...

And? Aren't we free?

You're a widow. I'm divorced...

What's the problem?

I don't like gossip...

When Harriet arrives,

I don't want her to know about us.

What's wrong, Ilda?

Your nerves are a wreck.

Is Harriet beautiful?

Yes. Very. Beautiful and rich...

she can do whatever she wants.

She loves me, I've been

like her father for a long time.

Who knows what would've happened

to her without me.

And without me,

what would become of you?

You decide... either throw those pictures

in the fire or get out of here.

Can I ask why?

Don't argue and don't ask questions...

Just decide.

Alright. I've decided...

I'm staying here.

And I'll continue to draw.

I expected that!

A gentleman... living at the Castle!

We've had enough bad luck...

because of that statue... Two of our God-fearing

citizens have lost their lives over it.

And now you're drawing our faces

on paper...

it's bad luck,

it will cause even more tragedy!

Do you need any help?

Does it show

that I might need help?

I guess you got hit...

Who did it?

A very big no-neck man.

Really? I know him.

He's a nice fella.

Some other aggressive men, too.

They're not really aggressive.

Carlos has a wife and 5 children.

What do they have against me?

Try to understand.

Two fishermen are dead.

- Do you believe in the curse?

- No...

But these are ignorant people.

Superstitious...

They are nervous over the statue

found in the water that you'll restore...

They blame it for everything.

Do you know the legend?

No, I don't know it.

I'm new here.

The villagers are very backward...

they don't trust outsiders.

I only get along with my students.

- I'm Roberto Merigi.

- I'm Dario Morelli.

Good evening, Rita.

- See you later.

- Goodbye.

Excuse me.

Finally, dear.

- You were here waiting for me

to arrive? - Yes.

Come, Dario.

If you knew how much

I loved you...

No one will ever come between us,

my love.

The Count left

a message for you, Sir.

He's in the city to pick up

his niece, Harriet.

The young lady arrives at noon

... from England.

- Excuse me.

- Yes, Sir?

- You're from these parts?

- Yes, Sir...

My family has always been

connected with Montebruno

...for at least two centuries.

Then you must know the legend

of the statue...

I've been taught not to worry

about things like that.

The Count knows everything about this subject.

Certainly.

Here you are dear... at home.

- Welcome, Countess.

- Thank you.

As you can see...

Victor has maintained the grounds.

I knew you liked the hedges,

so we kept them the same.

I hope you approve... come.

Harriet Montebruno...

the mistress of the house.

She will give the orders

from now on.

Guglielmo... the butler.

Vittorio... the gardener.

Rosa... the cook.

This is Rita...

your personal maid.

And Sergeant... an old soldier

...in charge of security.

Here's Ilda... the governess.

She's probably familiar to you.

You were five years old

when you left Italy...

You were a beautiful little girl,

but now, you're even prettier.

Thank you, Ilda...

I'm sure we'll get along...

Come, Rita.

Mister, what are you doing?

I'm working, little lady.

My name is Barbara.

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