didn't care about what people would say.
I live with you in the same hotel.
Why are you torturing me?
I am not afraid even of death now.
I'm not a tyrant mylady.
I need feelings, not obedience.
- You cannot force a heart. That's what people say.
- Your people say many stupid things.
A heart is just an organ, like the rest…
and follows orders from above.
Now it's beating very fast.
And now it's less and less.
And now, voila, it stopped.
Would you order it to stop for good?
Or should I re-start it?
Christ be with you! Re-start it!
Re-start.
- Done.
- Again?
As you saw, the heart followed the brain.
Feelings follow the mind,
Mind follow the feelings...
The vicious circle. We started with the mind, and finished with it.
So it follows that everything is a play of my mind.
If you agree with me...
than of yours as well.
But I don't love you my lord.
Can't you see that?
I see that. But we're at the start of the experiment…
It takes 10 days to turn mercury into gold,
from hatred to love - 15…
We've been travelling for two weeks.
The turning point is coming!
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What does this all mean?
It's a song about a poor fisherman, who left Naples and swam into a stormy sea.
And his poor girlfriend was waiting on the shore,
waiting, waiting.
until she gave up. She took off her clothes...
and also jumped into the stormy waters.
And the sea swallowed her in one moment.
Basically, everyone died.
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- I'm sorry but is count Cagliostro staying here?
Margadon! Why is the door open?
- Excuse me, Master!
- What excuse me?
Barbarian traditions.
They give keys but there are no locks.
I'm afraid it's a bad time...
You were born at the bad time, my dear,
but what can we do now… Come in!
I'm a local landowner, Fediashev,
came here to introduce myself and invite you to have a good time!
You cannot lie, young man.
All people belong to people who need something from me,
and the rest, from whom I need something.
I don't need anything from you.
Tell me now, what can I do for you?
I came to beg for a miracle.
The thing is, I'm in love!
Passionately and hopelessly.
The thing is also that the object of my love
exists only in my imagination.
It's physical contours are only sketched in a
sculpture... But it's just a piece of marble!
Cold marble, my dear Master!
If only you could do a miracle…
I don't do miracles, I act within physical forces of nature…
I'm a materialist.
Oh yes, of course! I mean
"materialization of feelings and ideas"
Make my dream come true, your excellency!
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Please no, mylord, materialization of ideas is the hardest thing for magic.
It requires huge sources of energy.
Take everything I have!
My estate, my house...
- Wealth doesn't interest me.
- Then I am ready to give you my life!
You don't believe me?
I'll prove this to you, this same moment!
- The gun is loaded.
- Great! My life is in your hands!
I'll shoot myself!
Please, no big words, they shake the air but not people.
Helps this young man, Giuseppe.
You see, he's truly in love.
- Oh yeah? How do you know that?
- Can you do me a favor?
They're coming!
S'il vous plait, dear guests,
s'il vous plait...
Je vous prie, allez plaisir...
God forgive me, I lost all my words out of fear...
Alexis, they don't speak our language at all?
They do. Margadon, accept!
Please mylord!
He probably liked it... Good lad!
- Good man...
- He stole the salt shaker.
- without any shame...
Uncle Stepan, their horse driver looked at me