Medea Page #2

Synopsis: To win the kingdom his uncle took from his father, Jason must steal the golden fleece from the land of barbarians, where Medea is royalty and a powerful sorceress, where human sacrifice helps crops to grow. Medea sees Jason and swoons, then enlists her brother's aid to take the fleece. She then murders her brother and becomes Jason's lover. Back in Greece, the king keeps the throne, the fleece has no power, and Medea lives an exile's life, respected but feared, abandoned by Jason. When she learns he's to marry the king's daughter, Medea tames her emotions and sends gifts via her sons; then, loss overwhelms her and she unleashes a fire storm on the king, the bride, and Jason.
 
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Year:
1969
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- Where?

- To Corinth.

- But you can't!

Come with me.

Why have you decided

to resign yourself like this?

What should I do?

- They say.

- What?

That in your homeland,

you could work miracles.

Dominate air, fire. At least that's

what the Corinthians say.

- They're frightened of you.

- Frightened?

Like a magician.

Sorry, but they say that...

...in the hope of helping you,

pushing you.

To work magic?

I've been away

from my homeland for 10 years.

- You're still what you were.

- No.

I'm another creature now,

I've forgotten everything.

- What was reality is so no longer.

- Perhaps...

...if you wanted,

you could recall your god.

Perhaps you're right,

I've remained as I was.

A vessel full of knowledge

that is not mine.

- Don't you recognize me?

- Yes!

You're my father's father.

What are you waiting for?

Be brave!

Oh god! Oh justice dear to god!

Oh sunlight!

The victory I foresee over my enemies

will be marvellous!

Now I will go straight to the sign!

I'll avenge myself as I must!

Oh god! Oh justice dear to god!

Oh sunlight!

Listen to my plans.

One of my women will tell Jason

to come to me.

I'll will be loving and tell him:

"You must marry the king's daughter"."

"I'll tell him:
"This marriage"

"will be useful to our sons"."

Oh god! Oh justice dear to god!

Oh sunlight!

As you have revealed your plans,

we want to be useful...

...and advise you to remember

the most sacred human laws.

I can no longer act differently.

You can't sympathise

because you've not suffered like me.

Who'll give you the courage

to do what you have in mind?

Who'll give it to you?

I'll find the courage in thinking

about his destruction.

But it won't help you,

poor desperate woman.

That's enough, wet nurse!

It's time to act!

This chatter is useless.

Go and fetch Jason.

But don't tell him of our plans.

You love me! And you're a woman!

In your old robes, Medea...

...in your old robes.

Children, come here!

You wanted me to come.

Here I am. What is it?

Take these robes

and give them to Glauce...

...for her wedding.

Tell her that I do not hate her

and wish her well.

Now take your father's hand,

he'll take you to her.

Forget all past bitterness

towards him...

...as I have done.

We have made peace.

Come on, children.

Take him by the hand.

I have a dark presentiment of pain.

Children...

...you will live long lives

and grip your father's hand.

Poor me.

I do nothing but cry

and suffer dreadful anguish.

Just as I have decided to finish...

...my undignified disagreement

with your father.

Here I am, crying.

Don't repent for what you've done,

it's natural for you to be mad at me.

But now it seems

that wisdom prevails inside you.

Children...

...now you know your father

has been thinking of your future.

Together with your brothers, you will

occupy first place in this city.

Why are you still crying?

Don't concern yourself.

Woman is weak and cries easily.

Promise me you'll beg the bride...

...to convince the king

not to banish our children.

Don't worry, I'll do it.

Quickly! Go now!

If you're lucky, as I hope...

...you'll return with the happy news

that we're expecting.

Let's go.

Mama sends you this gift

for your wedding.

She says she doesn't hate you,

but wishes you well.

You cannot accept this gift,

listen to us!

Thank your mother and tell her

I am pleased with this gift.

Dress me.

What a beautiful wedding dress!

Come with me.

I was looking for you.

Don't look at me like that...

...full of anger towards your husband.

You must leave this city...

...together with your sons. Now!

I am personally interested

in your exile...

...and I won't go home until you

are banished from my kingdom.

Why my sons too?

Because you frighten me.

I'm afraid for my daughter,

and I tell you openly.

Everyone here knows...

...you are an expert in spells,

because you came from a barbaric land.

You are different from us,

so we don't want you here.

My knowledge of these things

is very poor.

And then, why should I be offended

by your words?

Only he is responsible,

my husband!

I am not hurt by your behaviour.

In fact, it seems just.

I am not even hurt by your happiness!

Go ahead with the wedding!

Be happy! I just ask a single favour.

Don't banish me, leave me here.

- I will bow my head.

- Your words are sweet.

But it is impossible to look

into the depths of a soul.

It is true. This is true.

Give me at least a day

to think about the exile...

...and to ask help for my children...

...now that their father

has completely abandoned them.

Unfortunately, my will is not ruthless

like that of a tyrant.

My indolence

has often been my downfall.

I know I'm making a mistake,

but I want to grant your request.

I want to tell you the truth.

It is not for hatred,

nor for suspicion of your diversity...

...that I am afraid.

It's for fear of what

you could do to my daughter.

She feels guilty about you.

And knowing you suffer,

she cannot rest.

For her, this marriage to Jason

is cause for grief as well as joy.

You are without blame, and so that

your presence cannot oppress her...

I want to banish you from my realm!

Ma'am! Ma'am!

Wet nurse, please go and call Jason.

My right,

gripped many times by your hands.

My knees,

embraced uselessly so many times!

By this miserable man...

...who owes me everything

and over whom I have lost all hope.

It's time you understood...

...that I owe the results

of my efforts to myself.

You'll never admit it,

but that which you did for me...

...you did for the love of my body.

You say that I'm ungrateful...

...but I, maybe without effort

or even realization...

...gave you much more

than I received in return.

Don't boast about this.

You summoned me. Here I am,

I'll listen to you willingly...

...even though you hate me.

So, what news is there?

No news.

I only wanted you to pardon me.

I know that I am destined

for a friendless exile...

...and that all else is now useless.

I was unjust and you were right

to behave as you did.

Pardon you? Yes, I pardon you.

It's that I ask of you before I leave.

Thank you. Good-bye.

Good-bye.

Good-bye.

Children, come here.

Take these robes

and give to Glauce for her wedding.

Tell her that mama does not hate her

and wishes her well.

Take your father by the hand,

he will take you to her.

Forget all past bitterness between us,

as I have done.

We have made peace.

Come on, take him by the hand.

I have a dark presentiment of pain.

You will live long lives...

...and grip your father's hand.

Poor me, I can do nothing but cry...

...and suffer dreadful anguish.

Just as I have decided to finish

this undignified disagreement...

...here I am crying.

It's natural for you to be mad at me.

You boys can be certain that your

father has thought of your future.

With your new brothers, you will

occupy first place in this city.

Why are you still crying?

Don't worry, woman is a weak creature

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Pier Paolo Pasolini

Pier Paolo Pasolini (Italian: [ˈpjɛr ˈpaːolo pazoˈliːni]; 5 March 1922 – 2 November 1975) was an Italian film director, poet, writer, and intellectual. Pasolini also distinguished himself as an actor, journalist, novelist, playwright, and political figure. He remains a controversial personality in Italy due to his blunt style and the focus of some of his works on taboo sexual matters, but he is an established major figure in European literature and cinematic arts. His murder prompted an outcry in Italy and its circumstances continue to be a matter of heated debate. more…

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