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They needed Dardo.
Who else do they have?
Who is supposed to lead them?
You, marchese?
Dardo.
I'm afraid the outlaws have bewitched
and beguiled you, Ulrich.
Neatly and with some imagination,
you must admit.
At this moment, the town
is burying a coffin full of stones...
...while Dardo's corpse meets with
the ghosts of his three dead friends...
...to plan the assault on the castle.
Let them come. Let them attack.
We'll be ready.
It seems your countrymen must
learn their lesson in blood, marchese.
You sent for me, Ulrich.
I think you know
your husband-to-be.
-No.
-My dear Anne.
Ulrich, I meant what I said.
We are deeply indebted
to the marchese, Anne.
He has just told me
that hanging Dardo was not enough.
His foolish friends
intend to attack us in the morning.
Circumstances
and your most lovely self...
...persuaded me that my heart
and sympathetic self-interest...
...lie with you and your uncle.
You've betrayed them because of me?
Because of what I said?
Your Grace.
The impresario
of a players company...
...request your permission
to entertain in the great hall tonight.
Send him in.
We are celebrating tonight,
aren't we, Anne?
Yes. If you say so.
We are celebrating tonight.
The impresario Arturo of Milan,
Your Grace.
Bringing with him
from the far ends of the Earth...
...the Brothers Bulanos,
the bouncing Bavarians...
...Petrolini and his lndian bear,
almost human.
The greatest assortment of players,
acrobats, jugglers and clowns...
...ever assembled
for the pleasure of the court.
You're Nonna Bartoli?
I'm Anne.
-Anne of--
-I know you.
I had to come to tell you
Ulrich knows about the uprising.
Alessandro's betrayed you.
Why do you come to me?
-Last night it was your husband--
-Yes.
It was my husband
you were going to hang.
Let me talk to him.
He's gone.
To bury Dardo.
Then, Nonna Bartoli,
you have to listen to me.
You have no business here.
We know of no uprising.
Then send me to someone who does.
Or go yourself.
Find them and tell them Ulrich is waiting
to slaughter them when they come.
Tell them to give it up.
The Hawk's niece said to give it up?
Believe me, the two of them are sitting
up at the carnival right now, celebrating.
Why should I lie?
Why should I come here?
Why did you come?
Because I'm ashamed of what I am.
And what I've done.
I can say it now
because my pride was hanged with him.
I came because I love Dardo.
-Go home, Anne.
-You must believe me.
There's nothing for you here.
Go home.
Please.
I believe her, Dardo.
Maybe the Hawk sent her.
How do we know?
Give it up, she says.
Isn't that what he'd want us to do?
She loves you, Dardo.
I know you don't want to believe that.
You don't want to trust yourself...
...because you're afraid
you love her too.
That's a hard thing
for Dardo to admit.
Now, why are you so ready to believe
every woman loves you except this one?
You know what this means.
We attack tonight.
But how?
The carnival. That's right,
she said there's a carnival.
Can you do it? You're sure?
All right, we'll do it. Tonight.
A little more chameleon,
I believe, apothecary.
You'll find your head in my trunk
under the lion skin.
Do you have to keep grinning at me?
The very essence of the quintessence
of the clown's art.
Piccolo, look sad. Mad. Glad.
You, Dardo, on the other hand,
must have a touch of whimsical sadness.
And a bulbous nose.
Just so you hide my face.
A few drops of fish oil
on the nose wax now, apothecary.
Sprinkle of ground goat's foot.
Need a suspicion of powdered
whalebone for whiteness, and done.
Do you have to keep talking?
We have a war in 10 minutes.
Do you have to throw a knife
with your toes?
Respect the technique
of a fellow artist, then.
This takes me back to my youth when
I dreamed of leading my own troupe...
...before I worked
with the marchese...
...that double-dyed third cousin
to a spawn of pig's bile.
That jaundiced excretion
of a bilious toad's eye.
The city's ready when you are.
-Let's be on our way.
-Piccolo, your beard. My symbolorium.
We're ready.
Bulanos. Bulanos, get ready.
-Halt.
-You're not going to cause...
...more trouble for us. We're late.
You know how one cup leads to another.
Be good fellows and stand aside
for the four clowns.
Gentlemen, prepare.
Let them pass.
Brothers Bulano,
the bouncing Bavarians.
Your nose is slipping.
Rossi, can't you keep the bear
where it be--
I'm really a very friendly bear
if I'm not crossed.
I want you to announce
the Caramelli Brothers.
The greatest acrobats in all of Europe.
Stop.
Your noble Grace.
The most remarkable Brothers Caramelli,
acrobats supreme.
Never before seen performing
in all Lombardy.
I always said
we should have been acrobats.
Dardo.
Dardo. Dardo.
Lock the boy in the tower till I come.
So this was the plan, marchese?
Arrest him.
Surround the players.
Are we going to let them do this
to players?
-No.
-Well, then....
They have the Bulanos.
They have the Bulanos.
Mind the gate!
Piccolo, the prisoners.
Dardo. Dardo.
Hey.
Captain, hold them
as long as you can.
Dardo! Dardo, he's gone for the boy.
Your friends will be looking for you
in the great hall, marchese.
I'm afraid you're right, Ulrich.
I have lost the battle.
I trust you will grant me the courtesy
But knowing you, dear Ulrich,
you've planned your escape.
You're going for the boy
and I'm going with you.
No.
so we're going together.
-We'd both be killed.
-I'll take that chance for us.
You're the only thing
standing between me...
...and the vengeance
of my countrymen.
You're no match for me
and you know it.
Where's the boy?
There's the man who betrayed you.
Why don't you kill him?
You need a sword. Take mine.
-He'll kill you first.
-But you will defend me, Alessandro.
As you say,
I am your only hope of escape.
I can't fight you with a sword.
Listen, you want to escape.
-I want my boy. I won't stop you.
-No, Dardo.
I'm sorry I can't wait for the outcome.
I wish you both the best of luck.
-Out of my way. I'm going for the boy.
-No, Dardo.
Unfortunately your son
is Ulrich's escape. And mine.
I regret that our happy days as outlaws
end like this, but I have to kill you.
Now, marchese, we're in the dark,
where a sword is just a long knife.
And hunters know all about knives.
You can't see me,
can you, Alessandro?
But I can see you.
Be careful,
you're gonna trip over the chandelier.
Now you've
got to come for me, Dardo.
If anyone interferes,
the boy will pay for it.
He'll hit the boy.
Rudi.
Piccolo.
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