The Name of the Rose Page #3

JORGE:
"In much wisdom is much grief, and

he that increaseth his knowledge

increaseth his sorrow also."

VENANTIUS:
(in the scriptorium he reads a book,

and laughs)

GERENGAR:
(in his room he whips his own body)

WILLIAM:
(in his room he strains his ears for

a sound)

REMIGIO:
(sneaks out of the gate)

INT. DAWN.

(monk rings the bell)

(William and Adso also attend Matins)

(some monks, shouting, burst into the chapel)

MONKS:
A calamity!

It was a calamity!

Father! A tragedy in the pigpen!

Come! Come quickly!

EXT.

(a monk hangs headfirst into a jar)

WILLIAM:
(to Adso) This one, I grant you, did not

commit suicide.

SEVERINUS:
Water!

MONK:
Here.

ABBOT:
(gasps)

SEVERINUS:
Venantius, the Greek translator!

ABBOT:
I am to blame. Had I not been so eager

to believe your convenient explanation,

this second tragedy might've been prevented.

WILLIAM:
I am absolutely convinced Brother Adelmo

took his own life. Now, whether-

UBERTINO:
Then the hail...

WILLIAM:
Whether this death is connected in any way

with it, I intend to find.

UBERTINO:
"... after the hailstorm, with the second

trumpet... the sea became blood. And behold...

here is blood!"

MONK:
The prophecy of the Apocalypse!

UBERTINO:
"With the third trumpet, a burning star...

will fall in fountains of water."

MONK:
"Do not squander! The last seven days!"

INT. HERBALIST'S ROOM

(William and Severinus are examinig the body)

SEVERINUS:
Grated stem of waterwort for treating

diarrhea. And as for onions, administered

in small quantities, warm and moist, they

help prolong the male erection... in those

who have not taken our vows, naturally.

WILLIAM:
Do you find many circumstances in which

you apply arsenic, Brother Severinus?

SEVERINUS:
Yes, indeed. It is a most effective remedy

for nervous disorders...

SEVERINUS:
if taken as a compound in small doses.

WILLIAM:
And what of not-so-small doses?

SEVERINUS:
Death.

WILLIAM:
What was this monk's function here?

SEVERINUS:
He was our finest translator of Greek...

entirely devoted to the works of Aristotle.

WILLIAM:
Was he on friendly terms with the handsome

young Adelmo?

SEVERINUS:
Oh, indeed so. They worked together in the

scriptorium. But in a brotherly way, you

understand? Not like... I mean, flesh

can be tempted according to nature... or

against nature. And they were not of the

latter disposition.... if you ascertain my

meaning.

INT.

(Adso is looking up many grotesque carvings in

stone)

SALVATORE:
'Penitenziagite!'

Watch out for the 'dracul' who cometh 'in

futurum' to gnaw on your anima!

Death is supreme.

You contemplate the apocalypse?

There, we have the devil.

Ugly 'con' Salvatore, eh?

My little brother, 'penitenziagite.'

WILLIAM:
"Penitenziagite"?

SALVATORE:
I didn't say that.

WILLIAM:
You said "penitenziagite." I heard you.

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