Virgin Territory

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On the late father advice...

I first became a thief.

but then I discovered thieving

gets your hands cut off.

or your bits smashed

with a hammer.

or hanged...

like my father.

So I gave up being a thief

and did the next best thing.

I joined the church.

Not as a priest, though

it has good prospect.

No.

As a painter.

An artist.

I could do it all.

Angels, devils, virgins and nuns.

Painting bones on angels is not

a bad way of earning a living.

And I was happy.

Then everything changed.

Not just for me....

For everyone.

The rich, the poor,

everyone...

This boy, Lorenzo, he always in trouble.

Always pushing his luck.

Lorenzo's a gambler, a winner,

but his luck has run out.

This time he won

against the wrong person.

Gerbino Della Ratta.

They had this fight you see.

And Gerbino's a bad loser.

A really bad loser.

Gerbino Della Ratta would resent

losing a dirty sock in a wager.

That's the kind

of person he is.

-Come down here and fight me.

-So you can put a scar like that on my cheek?

I've improved your looks, you ugly sh*t,

but I'm far too beautiful.

You're next.

Into the sh*t,

where you belong.

Why is he still alive,

Andreuccio?

I told you, I

want him dead.

Lorenzo De Lamberti was not the

first to have a thing for Pampinea Anastasi.

Although he was the

last one to admit.

The richest girl in town.

Pampinea is not so much spoiled...

as laviously as

overindulged.

Poor little rich girl.

But that was before the plague.

Not now.

Everything changed.

Even for Pampinea.

Lorenzo, quick!

Gerbino waiting for

youre at your house.

He won't rest until

you're dead.

Get the hell out.

Now!

Having painted the bones on 14 angels,

I was still waiting to be paid.

-Did you tell him?

-He's still asleep.

Wait there.

There.

Plague.

Just my luck.

Looks like we're

not getting paid.

Go home.

Your done here.

Then I heard voices.

Come and join us.

Priest, right!

They got it all!

Food, money.

And of course,

the key to the convent.

All those beautiful nuns.

Rumor has it, Gerbino Della Ratta

is a bit short on his equipment.

You know, not much going on

downstairs in the trouser department.

It's funny, cause I always thought

he was the biggest dick in town.

Pampinea.

I offer my sympathy.

-Thank you.

-It's a tragedy.

This plague...

Terrible

Terrible...

Tragedy

What would you do now,

Pampinea?

I promised to marry

Count Dzerzhinsky.

He's on his way here

from Russia to marry me.

Thank you for

your assistance.

Pampinea.

Before he died, your father

asked me to protect you.

-From what?

-His estate.

He was in debt.

Massive in debt, with his business failing.

To who?

To who was he in debt?

Business people.

Merchants. But I paid them off.

You?

It's what's known

as a secured loan.

Your father borrowed money

from me, to pay his debt...

against the security of this house

and all his other assets.

All this. None of this

belong to him anymore

-Who does it belong to then?

-Me.

Unless you pay me

the money he owe.

You don't have to worry that

Pampinea, I am here for you.

Your father and I discussed this

before he died, and he agreed.

-Agreed to what?

-That you should marry me.

I'm promised to marry

Count Dzerzhinsky!

This is a badly arranged marriage.

Your father told me before he died...

He much prefer me.

Pampinea, I am

devoted to you.

Marry me.

I'm your to command.

May I kiss your hand?

That always been a problem isnt it.

You know. Theocracy.

She should've done something about

about that, it doesnt cost anything, does it?

Hey you!

Where does this road lead?

-Bet your wondering what I'm doing?

-No, not really. No.

-My friend.

-What's the matter with him? Is he drunk?

-No.... Guess.

-Is he dead?

Right!

Good guess!

"I am dead, check out.."

-Please tell me, where does this road lead to?

-I'm gonna tell you the answer...

to this one, because you'll never

guess and we'll be standing here all day.

-That's what I was thinking.

-This road lead to...

Wait for it... the Sacred Sisters

of the Bleeding Heart.

The convent.

What was he doing in a convent?

What was he doing in a convent?

We'll give you a clue.

-He was working there as a...

-Gardener?

Right again!

Very clever.

-Do they need a new gardener?

-Do you have special skills.

That's not a trick question,

he has special skills.

-Like what, dying?

-No. Guess. Guess!

-I don't know. How the hell should I know?

-Don't get dirty.

-What then, what?!

-Ow, together!

-Come on, tell me!

-He was deaf, and dumb.

Deaf, therefore dumb.

I told you, he had special skills.

Being deaf and dumb is not a skill.

It's a handicap.

For him it weren't.

Bye!

Hello there!

I bet your wondering what I...

Straight from heaven.

He's beautiful.

Strong.

Look at him.

He's....

Beautiful.

-Is he hurt?

-I don't know.

Do you think we should take off his coat

to see if he broken any bones?

I think we should...

Just to be sure.

Where should we start?

Your turn.

His mouth.

Kiss his mouth.

Sisters?

Mother,

He's alive.

He has said nothing mother.

We believe he's deaf and dumb.

Can you hear?

Can you....

speak?

A miracle.

An angel.

He fell from heaven.

Take him to

the bathroom.

Clean him.

For the first

time in her life..

Pampinea Anastasi feels

the need for friends.

Filomena!

Did you tell the others?

We meet them

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