Wednesday, January 9, 2013
INT. GONZAGA'S PALAZZO - NIGHT
The ball is in progress. The rooms are candle-lit by huge
glass chandeliers, the walls are decorated with flowers
and tapestries, venetian glass glitters on chests and
Musicians play on a small stage, one sings gaily.
The guests, gorgeously dressed, chatter, laugh, move
gracefully. Some eat off heavily-laden tables lit by
candlebras, wine is served in goblets by retainers. A
group of young men and girls dance languidly.
Gonzaga works the crowd. Guido stands by a pillar, watching
Tancred enters, hands his cloak to a servant.
Guido moves quickly to Gonzaga's side.
He's here. That's him.
Gonzaga walks over to Tancred and stands in front of him.
Good evening, Captain Tancred.
Good evening, sir. I thank you
for your invitation.
Guido is talking quietly to two men in masks.
I hear you frightened off an
unwanted troop. For the Doge.
I was glad to have the opportunity.
Well. Make it your last.
My last, Captain?
You hear me. I don't want you
around Venice. I do the work the
Doge wants. All of it. Do you
I understand the situation very
I'm glad to hear it. Enjoy your
evening. And stay away from my
He turns contemptuously away to welcome more guests.
Tancred surveys the crowd. Nods to a few acquaintances,
bows to others.
He sees Gabriella and moves quickly to her.
Donna Gabriella, good evening.
Oh! What are you doing here? You
should not stay.
I only came for one reason. When
we met at Bellini's, you said you
could not allow me to accompany
you. Why was that?
You must leave!
Tell me why.
The reason is my own. It is
private. Please go.
Tancred takes her arm and moves her behind a pillar.
We are safe here.
No, you are not! Not here! Go!
Tell me, Gabriella, why I cannot
accompany you. Surely not because
of this disagreement with Guido?
Yes! No! Yes!
Is that all? Tell me.
Then I will! My grandfather was
a mercenary. He was killed in
battle. My father was a mercenary.
He was killed too. I was only a
child. My poor mother died of a
broken heart. So I made a vow to
myself. Never, ever to have
anything to do with mercenaries.
There! Now you know.
But you live with this family of
I have no choice. For the moment.
A musician starts to sing Stefano Landi's beautiful "We
all have need of Love".
Gabriella and Tancred stay still. The verses mirror their
Gabriella breaks her glance away, looks around.
Please go. For me.
She indicates that Guido is approaching.
Tancred bows to her, turns and bows to Guido, brushes past
him and leaves.
He won't be bothering you again.