A White Dress for Marialé (Un bianco vestito per Marialé)

Why don't you take your hat off?

My, you're so beautiful...

My love...

My love...

You wait right here, Marialé.

Stay in the car and don't move.

Daddy!

Daddy!

Daddy!

A WHITE DRESS FOR MARIALÉ

Excuse me, Miss, could you tell me where the Bellaria family manor is?

That way.

Is it very far from here?

Thanks.

Can I help you?

I've been invited by the Marquises of Bellaria.

Invited?

That's impossible, I'm afraid. They're currently abroad.

But... I have my invitation right here.

Here, take a look.

Desolated, but there's nobody home.

Marialé!

Marialé!

Marialé!

Give it to the master, I'll take the other one.

Stop speeding like a madman, will ya?!

We were supposed to be there already!

Pop that damn trunk open!

Fucking piece of junk of a car!

Semy!

Not drinking?

Care to tell me what this is all about?

You're asking the wrong person.

You think I haven't realized you're poisoning me?

I've had it with your daily nonsense!

Where did that bitch go, I wonder...

The true daily nonsense are the sedatives you keep giving me.

In order to stop me from thinking clearly.

And make me barely able to walk.

I want to experience life outside these walls, Paolo.

I'm a nervous wreck, Marialé, so I'd rather you stop talking.

You hired Osvaldo to help you, not me.

No, Paolo...

No...

No!

- No, I don't want to! - Please, calm down now.

- Hurry. - No!

- Do it, quick! - No...

Calm down.

Marialé, stop!

Say, Massimo, you sure this ain't some prank?

I don't think so.

Paolo and Marialé aren't that kind of people.

- Hey, maybe it's somebody else's prank. - Can it.

I already told your friend that nobody's home.

Yeah? What about the telegrams we've got?

- And Massimo said he saw someone. - That's right.

I'm positive I saw the lady of the house.

Let them in, Osvaldo. They're personal friends.

Hey, there's our chum Paolo!

- How you doin', mystery man? - Hey!

Let's go.

- I guess I was right, then. - Yep, indeed.

Dumb butler didn't want to let us in...

Wait for us, guys!

I'll wait for them, you tie up the dogs.

Move, boys.

Hey.

- It took a bit of an effort getting here. - You alone?

Nope, the two pervs are down the road, bickering as usual.

You better think twice before opening your mouth and talk nonsense.

I don't like the way you treat me in front of your friends.

That so? Then stick to smiling, always better than hear you speak.

Aye aye, master.

Hello, Gustavo.

Gee, it's a long stairway.

Hi, Paolo. This is Semy.

- Nice to meet you. - Good evening, Semy.

Welcome to my house.

- I'm talking about boundaries, goddamit! - You should talk about your debts.

Hah, look who's talking.

- What about Mercedes? - Don't you dare mention her.

- Well, she's the main issue. - No, that would be my reputation.

Sure, and your wife's jeopardizing it, you hypocrite.

Not to mention a sleazy, impotent pimp.

- Hey, Massimo. - Hi.

Hey, poet guy.

Hey to you, Mr. bankruptcy.

- Hello, Paolo. - How are you, Mercedes?

You look good, you know.

- I can't complain, I guess. - Come in.

- How many guests are still to come? - Three more.

So I think that...

Hold on a second. Hey, Paolo!

- So, shall we come up or not? - Stop being a fool and come on up!

- Nice welcome! - You and your quips...

- Hiya, old feller! - You never change, huh?

How you doing?

Marialé will be so happy to see you.

- You think so? - I do. Come on in.

Excuse me for a moment, everyone.

I'll go check if Marialé Is ready to come down.

Be my guests, help yourselves.

Well, well...

Something definitely doesn't add up here...

- I don't think they were expecting us. - In that case, I'm outta here.

You should have been more careful.

I'll take care of it.

Marialé?

Come in.

Did you send out those telegrams?

Yes. I broke the lock on the phone and dictated them.

Do you even realize what mess you just put me in?

I do, actually.

But I don't want to start arguing with you now.

All right.

Tell me what you have in mind, at least.

I think this dress would be perfect.

A little out of fashion, but I don't have anything better.

Could you please answer my question?

And I asked you to stay calm.

We have to go back to a normal life again, mingling with other people.

I don't care if they are good or bad, I just want to see others.

Living people. I want to hear their voices and see their faces.

However, they're already here. We can't just throw them out.

If you think I'll help you with your party, you're sorely wrong.

Are you afraid they'll find out who you are?

What you do to me, maybe? Or the way we live?

- I'm only afraid for you. - Stop it.

- I would never harm you. - Shut up!

All right.

As you wish.

Let's make a deal, shall we?

Go on.

- You behave nice to me and I... - Yeah, and you?

- This is not a game, don't you get it? - It's serious business, I know.

But they'll consider it like one of the silly evenings they usually spend together.

They won't give you what you're looking from them.

We still have to see about it.

We haven't seen those people for a long time.

Years, possibly.

- You can't treat them like objects. - Says you.

You can't use them like objects.

They're a bunch of sad, phony, coward,

jealous and crazy individuals. Just like everybody else.

They just need the right excuse at the right moment, you'll see.

Stop drinking!

Well? Am I cheerful enough for you?

You better keep your mouth shut, you little monkey.

And you better stop calling me that in front of the others.

You stop drinking first.

You're right, Semy.

Mind your damn business, poet boy.

What did your husband tell you?

You disgust me when you act like this.

Not to mention your racism.

Damn savage is barely able to stand on her legs.

Not thanks to people like you, who oppressed her kind forever.

What are you doing all alone in this dusty room?

I don't really like mingling with the others.

But you came with them anyway.

I came for you.

How do you find me since we last met?

- You haven't changed a bit. - Yes, I've changed.

- I got married. - I forgot that for a moment.

I need you, Massimo.

- I need your help. - I'm here.

No... Forget what I said, I'm sorry.

Stay still and remain calm, Mercedes.

It's over now...

How did that snake manage to get in here?

I caught it earlier in the park.

It managed to escape. It was a harmless one, however.

There are more venomous bites than those of a snake.

Say, you go around packing heat all the time?

Well, we live here alone.

Take it away.

Ain't that terrific.

Snakes, mysterious telegrams that nobody has actually sent...

Even a butler swearing by the three wise monkeys creed:

See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil.

And all this in an abandoned castle, I wonder when the ghosts'll show up.

Shut your mouth!

As you wish, white man.

Aye aye, white master.

Enough!

Here come the ghosts, Semy.

Your irony is very inappropriate.

Well, give us a tour of the castle.

It won't take long, most of the place is a wreck.

What's your name?

My name is Semy.

Come.

The ghosts can tag along, if they wish.

Well, that was a good start for our party.

Wow, this is insane!

You better be careful, you might be in for a surprise.

You're such a nutter!

Semy was attempting to seduce this old armor.

Hey, Gustavo!