[opening theme music playing]
BRIGANDS: THE QUEST FOR GOLD
[rhythmic guitar music playing]
[Pietro] What you see here now...
will just be a bad dream.
Understand?
[music intensifies]
Today, the miracle of Christ has been repeated.
Filomena and Jurillo have risen from the earth.
The Monaco gang sees you.
We are family now.
What you left behind doesn't matter.
That is dead.
No more secrets.
Death to all traitors.
I need water.
If you give everything to the family,
then the family will give everything to you.
[man] From the earth, we will rise.
And for the earth, we are buried.
[all] Amen.
Amen.
[music continues]
THE RIFLE
[Fumel] Someone must have seen them.
[music fades]
She couldn't have done this by herself.
She could have enlisted a local rancher or two.
[Fumel] Ask around.
Find out how many there were and who they are.
[match strikes]
[snoring]
[door hinge creaks]
[distant moaning]
My queen.
[Ciccilla moaning]
[both moaning]
[Pietro] I want our gang to be powerful. The greatest of them all.
[Pietro moaning]
[Pietro sighs]
Tell me what you're thinking.
I can't wrap my mind around bringing the new one to the Pace.
I don't trust foreigners.
She's with us now, Ciccì, a fellow brigand.
But not family.
A brigand is family, Ciccì.
If we send two women, there's less chance of trouble.
New members change gangs.
[wistful music playing]
I can't let them split us up.
Our history is engraved on our skin.
This is why we are strong, Ciccilla, our wounds.
Stronger than anyone, even the Piedmontese.
They'll never split us up.
We buy the weapons and then free my father.
As far as the girl,
test her mettle.
If she doesn't gain your trust, sell her to the Pace.
You have my full trust.
You want me to test her?
Yes.
But don't act too crazy.
Every time my crazy comes out, you love it.
- [Pietro] Ah! - [music fades]
[Ciccilla] Take this.
What kind of people are we dealing with here?
Assholes.
They have control of the rivers.
Just your basic gang of gamblers and smugglers.
It is not gonna be easy to barter for weapons.
But thanks to you, things may be easier.
♪ I ain't fit to be no mother ♪
♪ I ain't fit to be no wife yet ♪
♪ I been workin' like a man, y'all ♪
♪ I been workin' all my life, yeah ♪
♪ All my life, oh ♪
♪ All my life, yeah... ♪
Why haven't the gangs united against the Piedmontese?
- The Piedmontese are a briar patch. - [man in distance] Help me!
If they catch any brigands, it's only because other brigands have sold them out.
♪ Ain't no dinner on the table ♪
♪ Ain't no food in the 'fridgerator ♪
♪ I'm going to work And I'll be back later ♪
♪ I'm going to work Said I'll be back later... ♪
Trust my sister. She's the fastest at loading a gun.
♪ I've been workin' all my life, yeah ♪
♪ All my life, oh ♪
♪ All my life, yeah ♪
[man in distance] Help!
- Help me, please! - [music fades]
Please!
[sobs] Help me, please!
[unsettling music playing]
Someone!
Please!
[man crying]
[grunts, cries]
Luigi.
- Giuseppe. - Help us.
I'm Nino's sister.
I beg you, untie us.
[Filomena] What happened?
We were recruited.
After we tried to escape, this is how we were punished.
And you're to blame for it.
[Giuseppe sobs] No. No.
No, it's not your fault.
Please, untie us.
[sobs] I can't survive another night here, please!
Please.
Thank you.
[Filomena] One second.
I'm almost done.
Done.
[Giuseppe sobs]
- [Ciccilla] What are you doing, murderess? - Ciccilla!
I know them. They're not Piedmontese.
[Ciccilla] Tie him up. We can sell him to the Pace.
No!
[Ciccilla] Shit!
[music fades]
When I tell you to do something, you better fucking listen to me!
But they're on our side.
- That man is Jurillo's uncle. - [Luigi] What do you know about my nephew?
Shut up!
Take him.
He's our prisoner now.
- We'll be all right. - Mm.
There is a legend.
Once you see inside Mignano,
you will never see another village again.
[tuts]
Well then...
[intriguing music playing]
...let's go prove the legend wrong.
Go to the nearest village,
and take what we talked about.
I will light the fire.
I can trust you, right?
Risking our lives is our job.
- Good. - [Ventre] Mm-hmm.
Enter calm.
Escape in silence. Don't draw any attention.
- No, course not. - What about him?
Unfortunately, I need him.
Uh, can you, at the very least, give us a rifle or a pistol, huh?
You won't need 'em.
- [mockingly] We... we won't need them. - [Manzo] Easy.
[Ventre chuckles]
[scoffs]
[mockingly] "Risking our lives is our job." [scoffs]
Look at this! Look at it!
This is to keep you from forgetting.
- But apparently, it's not enough for you. - No...
You'd be fine returning to Crocco empty-handed?
- Yes? Really? - No! No, no, no, no.
Then we better follow Sparrowhawk. He's the only chance we've got.
- Go, come on. - Yes.
Come on, move!
Ah, of course. Yes. I'm going.
[intriguing music playing]
[Sparrowhawk coughing]
[music fades]
[Filomena] Luì, I can help you.
I have a map.
The Piedmontese are looking for it.
It holds a secret, but I don't know what.
- Filomena, please free me? - I mustn't.
Then you can tell them I got away.
Don't worry, they won't harm you.
And Jurillo?
He's fine. He's a brigand too.
- He's a brigand? - I told you he's fine.
No, you told me he's joined a gang!
- Don't blame me! - Who else is responsible?
- That's unfair! - Then please just free me!
Not happening!
You keep on doing this, huh?
The cursed wretch!
[Luigi grunts]
[Ciccilla] Why do you keep asking?
[Filomena] I was a farmer until I got married.
- Those people were my family. - [whistles]
Filomena, we're your family now.
The past no longer matters.
I know.
And so we should fight the Piedmontese,
not act like them, threatening instead of helping someone.
We are the ones who need the help, murderess.
Tomorrow, with the Pace, just stay quiet.
I don't care how crazy it gets.
Celestì.
What?
What's it like to kill someone?
It's hard.
At first.
One day, I want you to tell me.
Just give it some time.
Good job today, kid.
[unsettling music playing]
[men shouting indistinctly]
[Sparrowhawk] I'm here to hand over a criminal.
Sh.
Hey. The men in uniform were busy...
[intriguing music playing]
...so they paid me instead.
[guard] Cosimo Giordano.
Accused of robbery, rape, et cetera, et cetera.
Mm.
Chief, says here that the bounty on his head was collected
by Sparrowhawk.
So you're Sparrowhawk?
[muffled screaming]
Nope.
[Cosimo grunts]
[Sparrowhawk] I also come with a little something extra.
It's for you.
If you let me choose this asshole's cell.
[men shouting indistinctly in distance]
[men scream]
[unsettling music playing]
When the water flows out of the source, it's pure.
When it goes out to sea, it gets spoiled.
[unsettling music continues]
Keep your eyes open.
Uh, I... I am Friar Gesualdo.
With me is Friar... [stutters]
- Angelo. - [Ventre] Angelo.
We bring some bre... bread for the needy.
[man 1] Those who enter this place change their minds about everything.
Those who don't change don't get out.
You don't talk much, stranger.
One wrong word can get you killed. Or worse.
If it's not too much trouble, I'd like to see the cells now. Yeah?
A pact is a pact.
[Luigi] Filomena.
Give this to Jurillo.
You'll give it to him.
[brigand] Let's go.
[man 2] Oh, come on. Give me a break. Do you see this?
Unbelievable!
He always has diamonds. Every time!
Mr. Diamonds. It's unbelievable, right?
Go ahead. Ante is in.
They've arrived.
[music fades]
[coins jingle]
From the earth, we will rise.
- For the earth, we are buried. - For the earth, we are buried.
When death comes for me, throw my body in the ocean.
I'd rather have my flesh eaten by sharks than the worms, huh?
That shit's for Calabrians.
[men laugh]
Brigand, bring the chest.
Does Pietro Monaco not think that I am worthy of his presence?
- What do you mean? - His choice, right?
The man sends his women now?
Hey, guys, stay calm.
Come on. I was joking.
A trade is a trade. I'm not picky about who it's with.
After all, money has no sex.
Otherwise, I would be fucking it every day.
Wouldn't you? [chuckles]
Please take a look.
[unsettling music playing]
Thanks, we're done here.
Pietro said five satchels of gunpowder.
And you're missing one.
I suppose you could consider the missing one part of my commission.
A pact is a pact.
Maybe I'm not clear here.
Is there a misunderstanding between us?
This one's a deserter. We'll trade him for the missing gunpowder.
And one extra rifle.
A fair deal.
- Please. I don't want... - Hey, hey!
Take him away.
Leave me alone!
Let me go!
No, wait!
Why don't we make a wager instead?
You've got my attention. Go on.
I propose that we bet on who can load a rifle first.
If I win, I want the gunpowder and a rifle.
And we keep him.
And if I win?
We still get the gunpowder and the rifle.
But for you, not only do you get him,
you can also keep the woman.
That's great.
What a bet.
I'm trusting that this lovely girl isn't married to anyone?
[tuts]
Tell me your name.
Filomena here is a widow.
She stabbed her husband to death.
You have to be careful with this one.
You're a black widow.
I'll see if I can handle the challenge.
Uh-uh-uh.
[music continues]
[music ends]
Keep moving.
[unsettling music playing]
[guard] Choose one already. This isn't a hostel.
[man screams in distance]
Hey, old man. Where you from?
[guard] Hey, no talking to the prisoners.
[Sparrowhawk] I'm just curious why such an old man is locked up in here.
I thought Mignano was just a place for brigands.
[old man] It's not age
that defines a brigand.
Watch your tongue. I said no talking!
That old man's no brigand.
I'll show you a brigand.
Just remove these prison bars,
and I'll gut you.
From the earth, we will rise.
For the earth, we are buried.
[guard grunts]
- [tense music playing] - Go!
[Sparrowhawk grunts]
[Cosimo groans]
Why are you saving me?
I haven't saved you yet.
- [gunshot] - [glass shatters]
[men laugh]
[panting]
[man] Ah.
[men chattering]
[tuts]
That is mine.
Let's go, Ciccì.
Come on.
And, darling, so are you.
Don't you touch me.
I said don't touch me!
Let me go!
Get your hands off me!
Stop it. What are you doing?
[Ciccilla] Stop!
You mentioned before that you prefer money, isn't that right?
[unsettling music playing]
Take that one away.
[Ventre] Come over here. Come on.
Quickly, quickly!
Here, here.
[Manzo] Play dead.
Otherwise, we'll all be dead.
[guard 2] What's going on here?
- Oh, Friar. - I'll handle it.
This way. They're waiting on their last meal.
Sh.
Sound the alarm!
[unsettling music continues]
[Sparrowhawk grunts]
[grunts, groans]
[grunting]
[guard 2 grunts]
- [Sparrowhawk grunting] - [guard 2 gasping]
[Sparrowhawk grunting]
[guard 2 gasping]
[Cosimo] The Sparrowhawk is escaping!
The Sparrowhawk! It's the Sparrowhawk!
Get him!
He's escaping! It's the Sparrowhawk! [laughs]
He's escaping! [laughs]
Let me out! [laughs]
Let me out!
- [bell ringing] - [guard] Sound the alarm!
[guards shouting]
[guard 3] Go, go!
[gasps]
Ah!
[tense music playing]
[soldier] Stop! Stop! Don't move!
Drop your weapon!
[Sparrowhawk breathes heavily, groans]
[coughs]
[moans]
[muffled tense music continues]
[gasps]
[gunshots]
[music fades]
[Sparrowhawk panting]
[grunts]
[grunts, groans]
- [thunder rumbling] - [Sparrowhawk coughing]
[Jurillo] Are we gonna kill the Piedmontese?
Not yet, Jurì.
Let's start with something easier.
Do you think you can take some fruit without being seen by anyone?
Yeah? Go try.
Meet up at noon.
[intriguing music playing]
- [girl] This is my house. - [music fades]
[Jurillo] Well, I'm a brigand. I go wherever I want.
[harmonica playing]
I'll give you this back if you act like you didn't see me.
But that was already mine. What kind of brigand are you?
I'm curious if you've killed anyone.
[kisses]
I won't tell if you return to visit me.
[soldier 1] We have one man stationed at every access point to the village.
No one goes in or out without your permission.
General.
Lissandra.
Who is she?
She's a woman we're looking for.
We'll find her at any moment.
She has the same eyes as Mom.
[piano stool clatters]
[playing "Nocturne No.5" by John Field]
[clock ticking]
[clock ticking intensifies]
- [man snoring] - [music fades]
Either stop moving around, or I'm bringing you back to him.
[snoring continues]
Thank you for not leaving me.
You disobeyed.
And you cost us money as well.
If you wanna survive as a brigand, you must think about yourself.
And think about us.
Don't risk your life on a bet on someone who calls you a curse.
Now, go to sleep.
[intriguing music playing]
- Ciccì. - Hmm?
I have to show you something.
[Pietro] What is this?
[Ciccilla] She doesn't even know.
She stole it from her house.
Here, along this road,
you pass the caravans transporting the taxes up north.
- [Pietro] Did she see them? - [Ciccilla] No. She can't read.
- Huh. - That's according to her.
Why wait to show us this map?
We don't have time for this bullshit. We're here to free your father.
You know the bourgeois can't be trusted.
She mouthed off to the Pace and ended up costing us our jewels.
What's this about?
- [Pietro] Is it true? - It wasn't a bad bet.
- The execution... - [brigand] It wasn't bad, Ciccì?
Instead of thinking about the gang's interests,
she thought of her own.
[unsettling music playing]
It's time we kill her.
[solemn music playing]
[soldiers shouting indistinctly]
[Filomena gasps]
[soldiers shouting indistinctly]
[breathing heavily]
- [gunshot] - [grunts]
[Filomena gasps]
[exclaims, pants]
- [soldiers shouting] - [gunshots]
- [gunshot] - [Filomena gasps, pants]
[horse neighing]
[whimpering]
[gunshots continue]
[grunts]
[Filomena panting]
[tense music playing]
[panting]
[shrieks, pants]
[high-pitched squeal playing]
[moaning]
[breathing heavily]
[gasps]
[panting]
[Ciccilla] Good job, murderess.
You were right.
[clattering]
[suspenseful music playing]
[intriguing music playing]
[Filomena panting]
[solemn music playing]
[Filomena sobs]
Pietro.
It's the tax money.
Gather up their horses.
[panting]
[Jurillo] God Almighty,
my gun does not yet have the courage to fulfill your will.
Like a seed,
I'll grow up,
and when I am stronger, I'll come get it.
[Lissandra plays "Nocturne No.5"]
[footsteps approaching]
- [soldier 1] General. - [piano stops]
There's been an attack in the badlands.
It was the brigands.
They took the tax money and horses. No survivors.
[folk music playing]
[tambourine playing]
[men humming melody]
[in Italian] ♪ How beautiful is the moon And this life when it is in bloom? ♪
♪ With the brigand and the peasant Fighting against the oppressor ♪
♪ Who thinks he is the master Of the world and the sky ♪
♪ The land that Our Father gave us ♪
♪ Protect the family We'll take every boy ♪
♪ Death to the invaders We'll take their money ♪
♪ Until we are together We are not afraid ♪
♪ Of the things that could happen ♪
♪ That could happen We will follow the wolf that guides us ♪
♪ For them, it is a beautiful freedom ♪
♪ For every man or woman who comes ♪
♪ From the earth, a brigand will be born ♪
[Ciccilla] Whoo!
♪ We will follow the wolf who guides us ♪
♪ For them, it is a beautiful freedom ♪
♪ For every man or woman who falls ♪
♪ From the earth A brigand will be born... ♪
[wistful music playing]
[music fades]
[coins jingle]
[in English] You've earned that.
Don't hide anything from us anymore.
It's useless now.
[dog snarling]
[Pietro] Get your guns.
- [gun cocking] - [Ciccilla] Get up.
[tense music playing]
- [Sparrowhawk coughing] - [Pietro] Who are you?
[old man] It was a stranger who walked into hell
and gave me freedom.
Father.
[father] Pay off my debt first, then we'll talk.
[Pietro] What do you want?
I want the girl.
[tense music continues]
Give her to me.
The girl is with us.
[Sparrowhawk coughs]
[Luigi] Blessed Virgin, watch over us.
In the hour of darkness. In moments of horror.
When the torment is deepest of all.
While the voice of despair softly whispers in our ear.
When the low flame of faith trembles
and our strength wavers.
[horn blares in distance]
Mother of God,
welcome us.
Take us under your cloak
and cast away all fear.
Your protection is our home.
Fighting by your side
is our consolation.
At long last, you've arrived.
[unsettling music playing]
[Luigi] Save us from darkness...
and bring back the light in our hearts.
Amen.
[man 3] Everyone up.
Come on. Let's go.
[man 2] We questioned them. They aren't spies.
One of them heard about a mysterious map.
A woman from his village stole it from the Piedmontese.
[woman] Who?
What do you want with us?
[woman] You will no longer fight for your master or the invader
but for your freedom and your people's freedom.
By becoming bandits?
[woman] Brigands.
Not oaks like masters and oppressors,
but reeds that bend to the wind
and do not break in the heart of a storm.
[feet stomping]
You will become men of the Guerra gang.
[tense music playing]
FREEDOM!
BRIGANDS: THE QUEST FOR GOLD
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[intriguing music playing]
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