Lisa and the Devil (Lisa e il diavolo)

Watch your step. Watch your step, please.

Hispanic Tours, this way, please. Follow my hand.

- No, no, no. - The usual postcards! (Laughs)

- Photos, photos. - No, thanks. I'll take my own.

Follow me.

This way. This way, please!

All right.

Here we are, ladies and gentlemen.

Keeping close, please.

Come along, move in close, please.

Here we have, ladies and gentlemen,

a unique example of Medieval Christian art.

This representation of the devil carrying off the dead,

goes far beyond the formalized art of its day.

Look closely.

The face of Satan expresses a quality,

which reflects the very soul of pleasure in evil.

The devil seems a presence so strong and overpowering,

that this painting has led to a local superstition.

The people of this region believe that it is only the power of the devil himself,

which has kept this fresco from ruin.

- Listen, I'll be right back, OK? - Lisa, where are you going?

- Wait for me there, all right? - Yeah, well, hurry back.

...balanced between the figures of the living and of the dead.

Hm, the eyes, Maestro. Sí, señor?

I would add a few wrinkles and age them a bit more, hm?

- His attire, Maestro. - Hm?

A bit severe, isn't it?

Well, I think this black here would be better, you know,

because then you could use it on all occasions -

for funerals, weddings, whenever you like.

- Hm, you have a point. - Oh, I'll trim the mustache a little.

Excuse me, but how much are you asking for this?

It's not for sale. It belongs to the gentleman here.

Oh.

Up we go! (Chuckles)

Do you think black is too severe, Miss?

Strange, how strange. You'd think the girl had seen the devil!

Excuse me, sir, could you tell me...

No, wait!

Sir, the main square...

Señora!

Excuse me, señora, but I'm Lost. Can you tell me where the main square is?

brain and mouth agape.

You're a dummy, is what you are.

Ah, is she the Lady we met in the shop?

- Hello, Miss. - Excuse me, I... I... I'm Lost.

Can you... Can you tell me where the main square is?

- (Gasps) - Come back here! (Chuckles)

Excuse me. The square, what square?

Well, the one...

Well, the one where the painting is,

the, er, fresco of the devil carrying away the dead.

Ah! That way.

Good day, Miss.

Good day.

Darling!

- Elena. - (Whimpers softy)

Why do you Look at me like that?

- No... - You knew that I'd come back to you,

- that someday we'd find each other again. - No, don't...

You must have known that I would have come back.

- No! No! - No, Elena!

- Let me go! No! - (Screams)

Help!

He... help!

Hey!

What is it now? I don't know, sir.

You're a chauffeur...

Yes, sir. I'm not a mechanical engineer.

Must you use that tone? please!

- please, open! please! - (Man) What's the matter?

Excuse me, but I'm a tourist, and I've Lost my way.

All right...

- (Man) George! - Yes?

We'll give this young Lady a lift.

We will if we can get started.

May I know what's wrong with the car?

It's the upper hose. It's Losing water, sir. It should be repaired.

Let's go on.

Why are you slowing down? It's not me, it's the car, sir.

Listen, George, do you have to stop right here in the middle of nowhere?

It's not up to me, sir.

If it's boiling over, we can't go much further, not without burning out the motor.

You and your foreign cars.

What do we do now? Wait for parts to come in from the factory?

Stop that, will you?

How do you open these? George?

- (George) Madam. - Next time, listen to me.

Thank you, George. Madam.

How Long will it take? If we had a hose, a few minutes.

Can't you fix it? I could try.

please, George.

Oh, er, good evening. I, er...

I'm very sorry to bother you but we've had some trouble with the car.

The water hose is Leaking and we'll need a mechanic.

Leandro! I reallse it's Late,

but if we could use your phone and get in touch with a garage...

Leandro!

I'm sorry, there is no telephone here.

We have so little use for it, you see.

- (Woman) Send them away! - Yes, my Lady, certainty!

Is there a hotel nearby?

No, not in the immediate vicinity.

Oh, there are a few roadside inns,

but their accommodations would hardy meet with your approval.

I see.

Coming, my Lady!

Oh, this is awful. Yes, it's a dreadful night.

Please stay.

Don't go away.

Where could we find one of these roadside inns?

No, no, no, please, don't go away.

My mother's not used to visitors. We live atone.

But please, please come in.

Maximilian, what's keeping you?

Excuse me, I'll... only be a moment.

Mother.

Tell them to go, Maximilian, dear, listen to me.

W... we're always so atone.

It'll only be for one night. Mother, please.

She...

They've no place to go.

Only for one night.

- Very well, if you wish. - Oh, thank you, Mother.

Max... not in here. Show them to the cottage.

It's just ahead.

A few more strides...

- Thank goodness for that! - Sophia!

Well, we could at Least tell George where we're going.

Would you care for a Lollipop?

You know, the villa’s a bit run-down, but I'm sure the cottage will be suitable.

Besides, even the Countess would prefer it. Miss...

- Erm, you and I earller this evening, yes? - I...

I mean, you were lost and asked for directions.

- You do remember, don't you? - No.

I do most of the shopping for the Countess and I'm often in town.

And very llttle escapes me, if you know what I mean.

Well, are we supposed to stand here all night?

- (Man) Listen there, where is this place? - Excuse me.

Come, please. Come this way.

Oh, it's so sllppery.

There's a bit of moss here...

and there... and everywhere. (Laughs)

What's the matter with him? Come, Miss!

This way.

Here we go.

Straight on.

That's it. Excellent!

Excellent!

- (Gasps) - (Clock chimes)

- Now, where's your husband? - Guess!

Oh!

Taking his bath.

The first thing he did was to go look for a tub. (Chuckles)

No need to worry.

He knows about us. He's not bllnd.

It's just that he doesn't care.

Don't look llke that.

Hm?

I love you.

What's the matter? What's wrong?

What frightened you so?

That's only Leandro.

Messy... dummy! No, no, no, it...

It wasn't Leandro, it was... Oh, he was carrying a dummy.

- Oh, it was awful! - The vllla's full of them. They're harmless.

Don't cry.

Don't!

This is such a gloomy house. We're so alone.

You can't imagine how... how happy I am now that you're back.

Back?

This is the last rose of the season.

It llngered on and waited for you.

If only you would stay! Don't go away.

I... I don't even know you.

Everything's so different with you here.

I feel allve and happy.

But... Don't say no. please!

Maximllian!

Is that you there?

Yes, Mother!

Excuse me, I have to go now. I'll see you at dinner.

Good evening, Mr Rabbit, or is it Mr Hare?

Would you care for a radish? No? They're very good. (Hums)

I'm very pleased you decided to accept our invitation. Thank you.

Thank you. Yes, thank you.

Our intrusion wasn't very timely.

Oh, no, no, no. You're most welcome.

Our mother's not used to visitors. She was a bit frightened, that's all.