The Name of the Rose -
script
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Chapter 2-3, 6-7.
(duration: 12")
William:
May my hand not tremble
now that I start...relive the past and
revive the feelings of uneasiness...
that oppressed my heart
as we entered the battlements.
Abbot:
Should we tell him?
Monk:
No. He will look
in the wrong places.
Abbot:
But...what if he learns it
of his own account?
Monk:
You overestimate his talents
my Lord Abbot.
There's only one authority
capable of investigating such matters.
The holy Inquisition.
Abbot:
What is your opinion,
venerable Jorge?
Jorge:
Dear brethern,
I leave such worldly
matters to younger men.
William:
Adso?
Adso:
Yes, master.
William:
To command nature...one must first
learn to obey it. Hmm?
So, return to the court,
turn the building on your left...enter
the court on you right.
You'll find the place you're in need
of...behind the third arch.
Adso:
But you told me you'd never
been to this abbey before.
William:
When we arrived, I saw a brother
making for this spot in some haste.
I noticed that he emerged more slowly,
with an air of contentment.
Adso:
Thank you, master.
Abbot:
Pax vobiscom.
William:
Et cum spiritu tuo.
Abbot:
On behalf of the Benedictin Order..
I am honored to welcome you
and your Franciscan brothers...
to our abbey.
William:
The other delegates
have arrived?
Abbot:
Ubertino de Casale has been
here for some weeks...
the others are due tomorrow.
You must be very tired
after your long journey.
William:
No. Not particularly.
Abbot:
You're not in need
of anything?
William:
No, thank you.
Abbot:
Well... then I...
I bid you peace.
William:
I'm sorry to see that
one of your brethern...
has recently been gathered
unto God.
Abbot:
Yes, a terrible loss.
Brother Adelmo was one
of our finest illuminates.
William:
Not, Adelmo of Otranto?
Abbot:
You knew him?
William:
No, but I knew and
admired his work.
His humor and comic
images were almost infamous.
ut he was said to be very young.
Abbot:
Ah, yes! Very young indeed.
William:
An accident, no doubt.
Abbot:
Yes, as you say, an accident.
William:
Well... that is I...
Abbot:
Brother William...
may I speak to you candidly?
William:
You seem anxious to do so.
Abbot:
When I heard you were coming
to our abbey...
I thought it was an answer
to my prayers.
I said: "Here's a man who has the
knowledge both of the human spirit...
and of the wiles of the evil one."
Brother Adelmo's death
has caused much...
spiritual unease
upon my flock.
William:
This is my novice, Adso.
The youngest son of the
Baron de Melk.
Please, do continue.
Abbot:
We found the body
after a hail storm...
horribly mutilated...
bashed against a rock at the
foot of the tower...
under a window which was...
How should I say this?
- which was...
William:
which was found closed.
Abbot:
Somebody told you?
William:
Had it been found open...
you would not have spoken of spiritual
unease,
you would have concluded that he'd
fallen.
Abbot:
Brother William...
the window cannot be opened...
nor was the glass shattered.
Nor is there any access
to the roof above.
William:
I see. Because you cannot
find a natural explanation...
your monks suspect the presence
of a supernatural force.
Abbot:
That's why I need the counsel of
an acute man such as you.
Acute in uncovering and
prudent, if necessary...
in covering up before
the papal delegates arrive.
William:
Surely you know I no longer deal
in such matters.
Abbot:
I'm reluctant to burden
you with my dilemma, but...
unless I can put the mind of
my flock at rest...
I will have no alternative but
to summon the Inquisition.