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Dangerous Beauty
- R
- Year:
- 1998
- 111 min
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WARNER BROS.
IN A DREAMED-OF CITY.
VENICE--
PARADISE,
PROUD AND PRETTY.
PLEASURE THEN:
OUR ONLY DUTY...
FLOATING THEN 'TWIX HEAVEN AND EARTH
BLESSED MIRTH.
WE THOUGHT OURSELVES
ETERNAL THEN,
OUR GLORY SEALED
BY GOD'S OWN PEN.
BUT PARADISE, WE FOUND,
IS ALWAYS FRAIL.
AGAINST MAN'S FEAR,
WILL ALWAYS FAIL.
[CROWD CHEERING
FAINTLY OUTSIDE]
[DOOR OPENS]
IS THERE ANYTHING
WRONG, MAMA?
NOTHING AT ALL.
[DOOR CLOSES]
[FIREWORKS WHISTLE,
CROWD CHEERS]
[MOANS]
OH, I FEEL...
I FEEL FAINT.
I FEEL FAINT.
COME ON.
OH, I FEEL FAINT.
OH!
COME ON, BEATRICE.
QUICK.
Beatrice:
SLOW DOWN!VERONICA!
[MAN LAUGHS]
[FIREWORKS WHISTLE]
OHH!
LOOK.
HELLO!
LOOK, THERE'S
YOUR BROTHER.
HELLO, VENICE!
HELLO, VENICE!
YOU DIDN'T GET THEM?
I'M NOT TALKING
TO YOU ANYWAY.
COME ON.
BEA, COME ON.
OH!
OH, LIVIA.
O GLORIOUS MAID:
OF VIRTUES FAIR,
WHO COULD CARE?
MY ROD,
MILADY--
A HAND.
COME.
HARDLY.
[LAUGHS]
IT'S VENUS COME
[CROWD CHEERS]
HOW ARE YOU?
BEATRICE!
HELLO.
[KISSES]
YOU SMELL:
LIKE A SEWER.
OH, THANK YOU. THAT'S
A FINE WELCOME, LITTLE SISTER.
LOOK AT YOU.
AFTER ALL.
SEE WHO?
YOU KNOW WHO--
MY HUSBAND-TO-BE.
IS HE HANDSOME?
OH, HE'S, UM...
HE'S POWERFUL.
HE IS.
VERONICA?
WELCOME HOME, MARCO.
WITH ALL THE COUR LADIES TO AMUSE YOU?
OH, ROMAN WOMEN,
THEY CAN'T HOLD A CANDLE
TO THE VENETIAN.
NOR CAN FRENCH,
NOR CAN FLORENTINE,
NOR ANY WOMAN:
NO DOUBT YOU'VE
SAMPLED THEM ALL.
ALL BUT IDLE AMUSEMEN UNTIL YOU BLOSSOMED.
Man:
MARCO.GREETING HIS PARENTS?
BEAUTY, I THINK.
MMM!
OH, MARCO, MARCO.
YOU'RE DRENCHED.
COME ON. YOU'LL
CATCH YOUR DEATH.
AH, VERONICA.
YOUNG LADIES HAVE
WITH BOOKS.
Mother:
SUCH AS?SUCH AS:
MINDING THEIR MANNERS.
THE BUTCHER SAID
WHEN YOU SAIL?
YES, NEXT WEEK.
OH, VERONICA.
HIGH SEAS, INDEED.
LIKE A CHILD.
MOTHER?
THEY STRIKE A BARGAIN.
IF YOU'RE IN LOVE?
MARRIAGE IS A CONTRACT,
VERONICA,
NOT A PERPETUAL TRYST.
IN PARTICULAR IN MIND?
SERA!
OOH, LOVE POETRY, EH?
"LIFE'S HARSHNESS
ALL FORGAVE,
"HEART'S YEARNING MET,
COURTIER, DON'T YOU THINK?
OR MAYBE A PIRATE. HA!
HA!
OOH!
AND AGAIN.
BACK.
BACK, EXTEND, AND LUNGE.
[MAN SINGING]
BACK, EXTEND, AND--
?? LOVELINESS OF THEE ??
?
?? I REALLY
LOVE YOU ??
?? PLEASE... ??
?? BUT SINCE THA I MUST DIE AT LAST ??
?? 'TIS BEST... ??
BE GOING?
NOWHERE.
THAT NOWHERE:
HAS A NICE TENOR.
WITH MARCO VENIER--
ALONE.
MOTHER FRANCO.
OH, ELENA,
YOUNG LADIES:
OF MARRIAGEABLE AGE
MUST BE CHAPERONED.
A GOOD MARRIAGE:
FOR VERONICA:
COULD WIN ME:
A PROPER COMMISSION.
MARRY HER?
WILL NEED A KING'S RANSOM.
I SEE...
MY FATED STARS.
YOUR EYES,
THEY MELT ME:
I BOUGHT THIS:
YES, I DID.
[BOTH LAUGH]
MIGHT EASILY BE:
TAKEN BACK AGAIN.
FOR NOW.
I THINK PERHAPS:
YOU'RE TOO YOUNG
TRULY GIVE YOU.
YOU HAVEN'T CHANGED,
HAVE YOU?
COURT COMPANIONS.
NO.
NO.
IN YOUR EYES.
GOD MADE SIN:
HIS MERCY.
Veronica:
I FIND MYSELFWITHIN HIS EYES:
MYSELF TO KNOW.
HE HEARS, IT SEEMS,
MY SILENT CRIES:
AND MAKES MY HEAR MY REASON'S FOE.
IS HIS REPLY.
TO TRICK ME?
HOW CAN I NOW:
MY LOVE DENY?
FOR MY BRIDE.
A LITTLE:
WEDDING TRINKET.
[DING DING DING]
LORENZO GRITTI...
GREATEST PRIDE.
GOOD HEALTH,
GREAT WEALTH:
AND LASTING LINE.
ON YOUR UNION,
GOD'S GLORY SHINE.
HOW COULD THEY?
YOUR PARENTS MARRY
YOUR SISTER OFF:
DECAYING FLESH.
THAT PIECE:
OF DECAYING FLESH
THE ROMAN COURT DOESN' HAVE TO SLEEP WITH HIM.
OH, YOU'D BE
SURPRISED.
SAVE YOUR BLUSHES,
VERONICA.
THEY DON'T SIT WELL
WITH THE BLUNTNESS
OF YOUR TONGUE.
FOR AN OUNCE:
OF VIRILITY.
WHY?
WELL, FOR YOUR
SISTER'S SAKE.
MY SISTER'S A PRUDE.
OH, AND SHE MIGH HAVE KEPT HER OWN BED.
IT WOULD HARDLY:
BE MORE CRUEL:
MARRYING HER:
TO GOD.
GOD ISN'T AS RICH
AS LORENZO GRITTI.
FOR VENICE.
I'VE SEEN
FATHER.
DO NOT UNDERESTIMATE
LOVE'S ALLURE, MARCO.
ENJOY IT, BUT...
GUARD YOUR HEAD:
AND YOUR HEART.
I KNOW.
PIETRO, COME.
OUR BRIDAL CHAMBER.
OH.
NO.
I KNOW ONLY:
I MUST MARRY:
AND MY FAMILY'S WILL.
WELL, THEN
WELL, THEN DON'T.
CITIZENS 700 YEARS BACK.
A COAT OF ARMS DOES NO AN INHERITANCE MAKE.
HOW ROMANTIC.
MARRIAGE ISN'T ROMANTIC.
THAT'S WHY GOD
INVENTED POETRY.
TO SWEETEN MEN'S
LYING LIPS.
IF I WERE A LIAR,
YOU COULD NOT TELL ME THIS EVER.
BUT I WANT YOU.
NOT ENOUGH.
[SOBBING]
DAUGHTER, YOU HAVE
REACHED TOO HIGH.
I TOLD YOU,
MARRIAGE IS A CONTRACT.
SIGNING A TREATY.
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