Dante's Inferno Animated Page #2

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Think of the tortures I can create

for such a pure, delicate, angelic soul.

Tell me more about your life on Earth,

great poet.

I know your deeds,

but not the man you were.

Publius Vergilius Maro was my name.

I was the son of a commoner,

and though I died a dozen years

before the birth of Christ,

I foretold his coming in my works.

What is this place, Virgil?

The first circle of the Inferno, Limbo.

Here suffer those that did not sin,

yet did not have the required faith.

This is the realm where virtuous pagans

and unbaptized babies reside.

A child? Here?

How can this be?

Dearest Dante.

This is the fourth letter I have written

and the fourth I have destroyed.

I am five months with child.

I fear telling your father

as we have yet to be married.

I do not know how much longer

I can conceal my state.

All I ask is that you return to me soon.

Leave this terrible crusade,

and we... we can be married.

My lady, what is it?

The baby.

This is my son.

Oh, Beatrice, I didn't know.

Come. Quickly, Dante.

This is not a place to contemplate.

What madness is this?

Lord, too many.

Virgil. Virgil!

In here, Dante. Hurry.

What is that sound?

More demons?

No.

They are familiar to me.

The great rulers and philosophers

of the golden age.

Is that not Hector and Electra?

Caesar and King Latinus?

And do not forget Plato,

Socrates and Aristotle.

I have never agreed to such terms.

I say that God exists in the realm of ideas,

accessible to human thought.

Plato, there is only one philosophy

in the Inferno - Lucifer's.

Do not look for liberation here, old friend.

- Do you know this shade?

- He was Saladin,

a noble Kurdish sultan.

I fought his forces in the Crusades

under Richard the Lionheart.

Filthy heretic, Jerusalem is ours.

We will wash these holy lands

in your heathen blood.

Father...

Mercy, noble knight. She's only a child.

Dante! Dante, the forces

of Saladin arw routed!

Dante?

My God, what is it?

He is King Minos.

Once a king of Crete

before Daedalus

boiled him in his own bath.

Now, Minos foreverjudges the damned,

sending them to their circle below.

- Through him...

- Traitor.

...all must pass.

Heretic.

Glutton.

Hoarder.

Suicide!

Who comes into my house of pain?

He who seeks Beatrice.

Let me pass, that I may find her.

Turn back.

There is no place for you here.

Not yet, O mortal.

With your permission or not,

I pass, monster.

You dare so speak

to the judge of the damned?

I dare.

I will judge you to the lowest circle of Hell.

Lucifer shall devour you for eternity!

Silence, Minos. It is his fate to proceed.

Here you must descend.

The damned are trying to flee.

Lucifer will not be pleased.

Let him come.

If these demons can die in the Inferno,

then so can he.

What is this place?

This is the second circle,

the circle of Lust.

To this torment are condemned

the carnal damned.

They are the great lustful of the world.

See there Semiramis and Ninus,

Anthony and Cleopatra,

Helen of Troy and Paris.

The storms of lust forever rage

while passion inflames the heart.

Listen, on the wind.

- Dante, help me.

- Beatrice!

Please, Dante.

Dante.

- Beatrice!

- Dante, hold.

Beatrice!

A new visitor arrives, sisters.

Come, embrace us, Dante.

We know what you want.

We can see it in your eyes.

Unbearable lust.

No, let me pass.

Stand aside, harlot.

If you won't have us, we shall have you!

Dante, how could you let this happen?

How could you betray me?

No, Beatrice. I swear.

What do you swear, Dante?

Do you want me to show her the truth?

Serpent. It's all lies.

I never betrayed her.

I'll kill you!

You can hide from

neither memory nor sin, Dante.

What? King Richard wants us

to stand guard over 3,000 prisoners?

That is his command?

He will negotiate their exchange

for the rwturn of the true Cross.

Negotiate with heretics?

Never! They deserve only damnation.

Get your hands off her.

Infidel scum. We'll show you not to defy us.

Good and noble knights, have mercy.

I beg you!

This prisoner only tried to save me

from the guards.

Please, sir, show compassion.

He is no threat.

He is a heretic.

He gets what he deserves.

Kind lord, if you would show him mercy

perhaps I could give you comfort in return.

What comfort could you give

a soldier of God?

The nights here are lonely and cold,

my lord,

even for a soldier of God.

Perhaps I could warm thee.

Dante, do not commit this wicked sin.

How is it a sin if I am already absolved?

Guards, hold.

Thank you, Lord. You are kind.

I could see it in your eyes.

And your promise of comfort?

How could you do that to me...

to us?

I was weak. The war changed me.

You know who I am inside.

We've known each other since childhood.

Does she know you, Dante,

or did the Crusades show her your true self?

Beatrice! Forgive me!

Please forgive me.

No, it's not true.

He wouldn't do this to me.

Dante!

What did I say?

Even the purest of souls

can be corrupted.

Dante is not the man you once knew.

You did this to him.

You corrupted his heart.

I've had no need to influence humanity

for many millennia, my dear.

I simply introduced sin.

Man is the one who has spread it

like a disease,

cultivating it, empowering it.

It is not our fault, none of it.

Man is good.

No, you don't understand.

The Earth is another form of Hell,

and men are its demons.

I failed her, Virgil. I betrayed her.

I could blame the Crusades,

but I know it was my own weakness,

my own sin.

Have you considered she is not

the only soul you are here to save?

I seek only my beloved Beatrice,

and nothing more.

It is Cerberus,

guardian of the third circle, Gluttony.

That is the foulest fate

one could ever imagine.

And it is your fate as well,

for the true circle of Gluttony

lies inside of Cerberus's body.

Inside? Good Lord, isn't there

perhaps a way around it?

No, not if you wish to reach fair Beatrice.

So be it! For her I will conquer even this.

Face me, wretched creature!

Release me, demon!

Hell can get no more horrible

than this place.

I find this circle most unpleasant.

You're a shade.

You should try wearing skin.

Such a fate. Look at them all.

How could such harmless sin

provoke such everlasting torment?

The gluttons -

what they could not satisfy in life,

in death they shall be denied for eternity.

Dante. Do you remember me, Dante?

I too am from Florence.

You were born before I died.

I do not know you, spirit.

You know me. I am Ciacco.

Gluttony was my offense,

and here I remain

mere skin and bones.

Can you help me,

free me from this agony?

Please, please.

Your suffering weighs heavy

on my heart, spirit. Be free.

Virgil, what's happening?

How dare you free the damned?

They deserve torment for wasting

their fleeting precious lives.

And Beatrice? Does she deserve torment?

She is the exception.

A pure soul to remind me

of my place in Heaven,

to remind me of the light of my father.

But let me ask you, Dante,

what of your father?

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