The Name of the Rose (1986)
Sean Connery: William of Baskerville
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Quotes
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William of Baskerville : But what is so alarming about laughter?
Jorge de Burgos : Laughter kills fear, and without fear there can be no faith, because without fear of the Devil there is no more need of God.
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Adso of Melk : Master? Have you ever been in love?
William of Baskerville : In love? Yeah, many times.
Adso of Melk : You were?
William of Baskerville : Yes, of course. Aristotle, Ovid, Vergil...
Adso of Melk : No, no, no. I meant with a...
William of Baskerville : Oh. Ah. Are you not confusing love with lust?
Adso of Melk : Am I? I don't know. I want only her own good. I want her to be happy. I want to save her from her poverty.
William of Baskerville : Oh, dear.
Adso of Melk : Why "oh dear"?
William of Baskerville : You *are* in love.
Adso of Melk : Is that bad?
William of Baskerville : For a monk, it does present certain problems.
Adso of Melk : But doesn't St. Thomas Aquinas praise love above all other virtues?
William of Baskerville : Yes, the love of God, Adso. The love of God.
Adso of Melk : Oh... And the love of woman?
William of Baskerville : Of woman? Thomas Aquinas knew precious little, but the scriptures are very clear. Proverbs warns us, "Woman takes possession of a man's precious soul", while Ecclesiastes tells us, "More bitter than death is woman".
Adso of Melk : Yes, but what do you think, Master?
William of Baskerville : Well, of course I don't have the benefit of your experience, but I find it difficult to convince myself that God would have introduced such a foul being into creation without endowing her with *some* virtures. Hmm? How peaceful life would be without love, Adso, how safe, how tranquil, and how dull.
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Adso of Melk : Do you think that this is a place abandoned by God?
William of Baskerville : Have you ever known a place where God WOULD have felt at home?
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William of Baskerville : Adso, if I knew the answers to everything, I would be teaching theology in Paris.
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William of Baskerville : [after finding the secret room of books in the tower] How many more rooms? Ah! How many more books? No one should be forbidden to consult these books freely.
Adso of Melk : Perhaps they are thought to be too precious, too fragile.
William of Baskerville : No, it's not that, Adso. It's because they often contain a wisdom that is different from ours and ideas that could encourage us to doubt the infallability of the word of God... And doubt, Adso, is the enemy of faith.
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Jorge de Burgos : Laughter is a devilish wind which deforms, uh, the lineaments of the face and makes men look like monkeys.
William of Baskerville : Monkeys do not laugh. Laughter is particular to men.
Jorge de Burgos : As is sin. Christ never laughed.
William of Baskerville : Can we be so sure?
Jorge de Burgos : There is nothing in the Scriptures to say that he did.
William of Baskerville : And there's nothing in the Scriptures to say that he did not. Why, even the saints have been known to employ comedy, to ridicule the enemies of the Faith. For example, when the pagans plunged St. Maurice into the boiling water, he complained that his bath was too cold. The Sultan put his hand in... scalded himself.
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William of Baskerville : The only evidence I see of the antichrist here is everyones desire to see him at work.
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William of Baskerville : My venerable brother, there are many books that speak of comedy. Why does this one fill you with such fear?
Jorge de Burgos : Because it's by Aristotle.
William of Baskerville : [Chasing after Jorge who runs with the Second Book of Poetics by Aristotle intending to destroy it] But what is so alarming about laughter?
Jorge de Burgos : Laughter kills fear, and without fear there can be no faith because without fear of the Devil, there is no more need of God.
William of Baskerville : But you will not eliminate laughter by eliminating that book.
Jorge de Burgos : No, to be sure, laughter will remain the common man's recreation. But what will happen if, because of this book, learned men were to pronounce it admissable to laugh at everything? Can we laugh at God? The world would relapse into chaos! Therefore, I seal that which was not to be said.
[he eats the poisoned pages of the book]
Jorge de Burgos : In the tomb I become.
[he tosses the book at the candle, which ignites a fire that destroys all the books in the abbey tower]
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[after seeing a rat while searching for a secret route to the library]
William of Baskerville : The rats love parchment even more than scholars do. Let's follow him!
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William of Baskerville : [William and Adso witnessed a girl running away after payed service to a monk] He must have been a very ugly monk.
Adso of Melk : Why ugly?
William of Baskerville : If he'd been young and beautiful, she'd have blessed him with her carnal favors for nothing.
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William of Baskerville : She is already burnt flesh, Adso. Bernardo Gui has spoken: she is a witch.
Adso of Melk : But that's not true, and you know it!
William of Baskerville : I know. I also know that anyone who disputes the verdict of an Inquisitor is guilty of heresy.
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Adso of Melk : And what was the word you both kept mentioning?
William of Baskerville : Penitenziagite.
Adso of Melk : What does it mean?
William of Baskerville : It means that the hunchback undoubtedly was once a heretic. Penitenziagite was a rallying cry of the dolcinites.
Adso of Melk : Dolcinites? Who were they, master?
William of Baskerville : Those who believed in the poverty of Christ.
Adso of Melk : So do we Franciscans.
William of Baskerville : But they also declared that everyone must be poor, so they slaughtered the rich. Ha! You see, Adso, the step between ecstatic vision and sinful frenzy is all too brief.
Adso of Melk : [looking at the Hunchback] Well, then, could he not have killed the translator?
William of Baskerville : No. No, fat bishops and wealthy priests were more to the taste of the dolcinites, hardly a specialist of Aristotle.
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William of Baskerville : My dear Adso, we must not allow ourselves to be influenced by irrational rumors of the Antichrist, hmm? Let us instead exercise our brains and try to solve this tantalizing conundrum.
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William of Baskerville : Oh, you turnip, Adso.
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William of Baskerville : I too was an Inquisitor, but in the early days, when the Inquisition strove to guide, not to punish. And once I had to preside at a trial of a man whose only crime was to have translated a Greek book that conflicted with the Holy Scriptures. Bernardo Gui wanted him condemned as a heretic; I - acquitted the man. Then Bernardo Gui accused *me* of heresy, for having defended him. I appealed to the Pope. I - I was put in prison, tortured, and... and I recanted.
Adso of Melk : What happened then?
William of Baskerville : The man was burned at the stake and I am still alive.
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The Abbot : We found the body after a hailstorm, horribly mutilated, dashed against a rock at the foot of the tower, under a window which was, uh, how shall I say this? I trust...
William of Baskerville : Which was found closed.
The Abbot : Somebody told you?
William of Baskerville : Had it been found open, you would not have spoken of spiritual unease - you would have concluded that he'd fallen.
The Abbot : Brother William, the window cannot be opened! Nor was the glass shattered, nor is there any access to the roof above.
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William of Baskerville : We are very fortunate to have such snowy ground here. It is often the parchment on which the criminal unwittingly writes his autograph. Now, what do you read from these footprints here?
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William of Baskerville : [as the two examine the body of Brother Berengar] He was left-handed?
Severinus : Yes. Brother Berengar was inverted in many ways.
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[William tells the Abbot what he discovered so far. He shows the Abbot the parchment found on Venantius' desk]
The Abbot : [examines the parchment] A few lines of Greek.
[the Abbot hands the parchment back to William]
William of Baskerville : Yes, written by Venantius. Notes from the book he was reading, just before he died. You see how the calligraphy changes?
[William points at the writing on the parchment]
William of Baskerville : From this point on, he was dying. And what can we conclude from that?
The Abbot : A spot of blue paint.
William of Baskerville : Yes, but a unique smudge of blue... blended by your finest illuminator, brother Adelmo, who possessed this parchment before Venantius. How do we know that? Because those notes overrun... Adelmo's blue smudge, and not vice-versa.
The Abbot : Brother William... this abbey is enshrouded in a terrifying mystery. Yet, I detect nothing, in your obscure dissertation... that sheds any light upon it.
William of Baskerville : Adso, the light.
[Adso takes a candle and holds it close to the parchment. Hidden words become visible]
William of Baskerville : Someone was at great pains to conceal a secret... of the first magnitude. The calligraphy is, without question, left-handed.
[William hands the parchment to the Abbot]
William of Baskerville : The only left-handed member of your community is... or rather was... brother Berengar, the assistant librarian. Now, what kind of secret knowledge would he have been privy to?
The Abbot : [dryly] I feel you're about to tell me.
William of Baskerville : Books. Restricted books. Spiritually dangerous books. Everyone here knew of the assistant's passion... for handsome boys.
[a flashback: Berengar, while carrying books, looks lustly at Adso]
William of Baskerville : When the beautiful Adelmo wanted to read such a forbidden book, Berengar offered him the key to its whereabouts enciphered on that parchment, in exchange for... unnatural caresses.
The Abbot : [shocked] Enough, brother William!
William of Baskerville : Adelmo submitted to Berengar's lustful advances. But afterwards, wracked by remorse, he wandered desperate in the graveyard, where he met the Greek translator.
[a flashback: Adelmo, walking at the graveyard, remorseful of his sins, encounters Venantius]
The Abbot : How could you know this?
William of Baskerville : There was a witness. The hunchback.
[a flashback: Salvatore, hidden behind a corner of a wall, watches Adelmo handing the parchment to Venantius, then throws himself from a tower window]
William of Baskerville : Who saw Adelmo giving this parchment to Venantius, and running towards the small tower, and hurling himself out of the window. The night of my arrival, while Berengar punished his sinful flesh...
[a flashback: Berengar whips himself]
William of Baskerville : Venantius, following the instructions on the parchment, entered the forbidden library and found the book. He took it back to his desk and began to read it. After scribbling down those mysterious quotations, he died with a black stain on his finger. The assistant discovered the body, and dragged it down to the pigpen to avert suspicion falling on him. But he left his "autograph" behind.
[a flashback: Venantius, while reading the book, suffers a great pain and dies. Berengar drags the body to the pigpen, leaving a visible footprint in the snow. William matches it to Berengar's shoe]
William of Baskerville : The book remained on the translator's desk. Berengar returned there last night and read it. Soon after, overcome by some agonizing pain, he tried to take a soothing bath with lime leaves, and drowned. He too had a blackened finger.
[a flashback: Berengar reads the book, suffers a great pain, and drowns in his bathtub. William examines his fingers, finding one of them blackened]
William of Baskerville : All three died because of a book which kills... or for which men will kill.
[a flashback: Berengar snatches the book, with William's glasses inside it]
William of Baskerville : I therefore urge you to grant me access to the library.
[Jorge and Malachia enter the room]
Jorge de Burgos : Brother William, your pride blinds you. By idolizing reason, you failed to see what is obvious to everyone in this abbey.
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William of Baskerville : I'm right.
