Marko, where's that cabin, for the love of God?
Devil would know! I guess it's here somewhere.
It seems we got lost a bit.
Do you hear that, brothers!
Wolves!
What shall we do?
We should climb on that tree, and count the stars until it's morning.
That's what we should do.
No we won't, we'll find that cabin. It must be here somewhere.
You survived, brothers!
It could run you over!
What?
Horses.
Horses and carriage.
What are you talking about? what horses, what carriage?
Just passed here... I thought it will run over you.
Toma, what have you been drinking?
Nothing.
Good evening, good people. Anyone here?
Who's that?
Travellers, mother. We're coming from county fair.
It's late, and we need a place to stay.
- Of what kind are you? - Pupils, we learn to become priests.
No. I have no place for you. Go!
Mother, don't be like that. Look, night is falling.
- Do you want us to be attacked by wolves? - What can i do?
If you are men of God, why do you go around? Why don't you pray?
Don't be like that, we're only humans. Don't leave us to sleep outside.
Come in. But i will separate you.
You're too dangerous together.
You two, in the house. You, in there.
Mother, maybe it's not right to say, but we didn't eat since yesterday.
Look at him. I let you in the house, and now you want me to get you hookers!
- We'll pay you in the morning. - Leave it. There's nothing to eat.
What is it, mother. What do you want?
Ah, that! Please don't, you're too old...
Look grandmother, that's not gonna happen!
"Our Father, who art in the heavens Hallowed be thy name;
thy kingdom come; thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us;
and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from the evil one."
Holy God...
Who is Toma?
- Me. - Headmaster sent for you.
Is that so, Toma? It's not right, not right.
You banged grandmother and left...
But you were excellent. She even made breakfast for us.
Sit.
Prepare for a trip.
Master Zupanski sent for you.
His daughter is dying.
And her wish is that, when she's dead, you be the one to read a prayer for her.
Why me?
I don't know that. Master wants you.
Father, forgive me, but I can't go there.
What are you saying?
Listen, boy, You know who the master Zupanski is.
If it wasn't for him, there will be no church and no school.
You would be pigkeeper, not pupil.
It's not up to you to decide.
Go and prepare.
And watch it, If you make a mess you will get expelled.
- Hello, priesty. - Hello, brothers.
Doros, Spira, keep him good.
And, it wouldn't be a bad idea to tie him down a bit.
Good car...
Horses too...
If we load them with rocks, or nails, how many horses we would need?
- You learn to be a priest? - I do.
Tell me, what are you learning there?
The same thing priests read in churches, or something more?
Let it, Spira. It's not our business.
I would like to know what's written in their books.
Maybe it's quite opposite of our priest's books.
Good wine.
Thank you brothers, but why don't you release me now.
What are you need me for? It's better to find a real priest for that sick lady.
Many gentlemen will be there. How can I, poor like this, be with them.
Sit, where are you going?
Sit, and tell me about Holy Book.
You know, I also wanted to be a priest, once.
Let me go, brothers.
I don't know a thing. I don't even know a prayer to Our Father.
Eh, priesty, you are a real shit.
What do you think, maybe we should release him?
Why not, but first, he must drink it all.
Come on, go. What are you waiting. You're free to go.
Priesty, get up. Come on.
What's the matter, Nikita? There's nothing for you here.
Katarina... My dear daughter...
By the force... of non merciful fate...
you're gone into darkness...
so young...
gone with you mother...
and left me... poor father...
here... in an eternal grieve...
Katarina...
You are that Toma?
Who is your father?
I don't know.
How's that?
I don't remember him.
I was just a kid when he died.
Who is your mother?
I don't remember her, either. She died on my birth.
How do you know my daughter?
I don't know her, sir. I never saw her.
And how does she know you?
That's what I wonder, too.
If you allow me, that must be some mistake. There's no way she could know me.
But, why has she chosen you, to read a prayer for her.
Maybe you lie?
Then I should die, if I lie.
I would know all of this, only if my dearest lived just a few minutes longer.
And I would know who's the devil that killed her.
He wouldn't see a daylight.
He would curse the day he was born,
and nothing woould left of him,
not even enough for vultures.
And you, good man,
You are, surely, well known for your spiritual life,
so it must have been that she, poor child, heard about it.
Me? God forgive me...
On the contrary, sir. No one is worse than me.
Please, forgive me, but... the other day,
when I was with some girl, and...
I will... fulfill...
all my daughter's wishes...
she knew why she has chosen you.
You will read a prayer for her, three nights.
Don't you worry, you'll get a good reward.
And be worthy, or, not even a leather pants will protect you!
Go now.
Go to lunch now, and then to sleep.
You have to work tonight.
Come on.
What a beautiful place is this. For living, for fishing, or hunting...
Pump it, priest!
And, you could say there's even ducks in the woods...
Pump!
You don't know Nikita, the dog-trainer?
What a trainer he was,
There's no such anymore.
Look what's left of him now...
Once, he knew every single dog's soul,
like his brother's.
And when he's hunting a rabbit,
on a horse,
You can't tell who's faster,
he, or dogs.
That kind of man was he,
a man to be proud of.
Until that thing happened to him...
What happened?
I will tell you,
but keep a secret.
Don't say a word.
Come on. Easy.
That's right. Come on.
Brzonja
Working hard, Nikita?
Me? Oh mistress...
Do you want, Nikita, to play?
Me and you, to play,
but no one should know,
and no one should see.
Take off your pants, Nikita.
Take them off.
What are you ashamed of?
Good.
Now, lay down.
Good.
May I Nikita,
put a leg on you?
Yes.
Yes, mistress.
Are you feeling good, Nikita?
Yes.
And, if I may put my other leg on you, Nikita
Yes, yes.
You're fine, NIkita.
I'm glad you're doing fine.
And so she played with him. And now only devil knows what's left of him.
You saw what he looks like.
Once, he was a dog trainer There's no such, anymore.
Get up, priesty. It's time.
- What's the matter with you? - Me? Nothing.
- Maybe you're scared? - Me?
Don't be afraid. It's a holy place.
A burial place for virgins only.
Fullfil your duty.
And have a good night.
Good morning, priesty. Good morning.
Let's go to breakfast.
Who's that woman?
She's not a woman. For you, she's a lady.
It's our late mistress.
She was like a mother to us.
Well, priesty, what was like in the church last night?
Why do you ask?
No reason, just wondering.
Many things could appear to a person at night.
People, Is there a way to recognize a witch?
Oh, no, You can read all the psalms,
but there's no way to know that.
Yes, You can. Don't say that you can't.
Every witch has a tail, and you can feel it underneath a skirt.
Every woman that grow old becomes a witch!
And you are so much better? You old swine!
Raise your skirt, so we can see your tail.
Enough, people!
Poor lady is not buried yet.
We shouldn't be talking about witches.
Why not to speak.
I will tell what i saw with my own eyes.
Come on, say, speak.
Come on, say.
Well, allright, if you want.
It was last year, on a Saturday before Easter.
When Christians go to church.
Master was shouting:
Spira, are you deaf?
Bring that carpet.
It's our gift to the church.
Katarina, my dearest, hurry, It's a holiday. We'll be late.
Spira, you're drunk again!
I'm not, my mistress.
Why do you lie?
Me? I haven't. Not a drop.
Look how bad your carriage looks. Is it for swines or humans?
Mistress.
Don't show up if you get drunk again. I will dismiss you.
I don't need servants like you.
Oh... Dad... I can't... It's choking me...
No! People, help!
No! It's her...
No!
Move away!
Are you sick and tired of these tales?
Continue, talk.
There are so many fantasies, but
all this is what I saw with my own eyes
like i'm watching you now
Even if it's noble, witch is a witch.
And if you want to know, she even rode me.
And you Doros, why are you silent?
Nothing to say?
I have, but i'd rather not.
She rode even her own father.
And he was riding her sometimes.
Don't be like that.
She's dead, anything we say about her is truth.
But master is something else.
He built a church,
don't be sinful.
Is it a sin to tell the truth?
No! No!
If it isn't, then why not to speak?
He did built the church, that old witch,
but for his wife,
who died when he got involved with their daughter,
so her soul can't find a rest on the other world,
and she wanders through the fields and cabins,
howling like a wolf.
In the night,
when it's moonlight,
she waits him, her executioner,
to get even... to get a revenge...
Where are you going?
Me...
I must, I have to...
Go.
But don't let us wait.
Don't go there... It's deep!
Get up, boy. It's time. Come on.
Do you read prayers for the whole night, or do you take a nap from time to time?
well, you have to rest a bit.
You are not scared?
If it's scary then it's for the first time, afterwards it isn't.
What happened to you? Your hair is grey!
I'd like to finish the painting, sir. There's not much left to do, Only a few details.
Don't paint.
How can you paint when she's gone.
By memory sir.
Let her stay like she was at the moment of her death.
I want it that way.
And I will pay you, as we agreed.
I really can't receive that much money for an unfinished painting.
Let it stay unfinished.
After all, no one will watch it but me, as long as I live.
Let's make it this way:
no one, never, mustn't know that you have made a painting of her,
and how you painted her.
And, that's why I'll pay double.
It will be your will, master. Thank you!
What's the matter Toma, is everything allright?
It is, sir.
I want to say, it's not!
How's that?
It is the second night I read prayers for your daughter.
But she frightens me so much, that no prayer can help.
My daughter? You're crazy.
She's a saint, angel of God.
As you say. But I, so help me God,
I cannot read anymore.
Why? There's only one night left.
I'm not able, sir.
I said I will give you a good reward.
Thank you for that, but I can't read anymore.
Look, boy. I don't like this.
You can behave like this with your priests.
But I know what to do.
First - whip, then brandy on the wound,
and then whip again.
Go now, and do your job!
Mister, can I say something to you, please?
Say, boy.
I can't stand anymore.
I'm to blame for her death.
And I'm begging you to say that to her father.
Why don't you say it?
I can't. He wouldn't believe me.
I don't believe you either.
And maybe even you shouldn't believe yourself.
Take one. You'll be better.
And, did you know that witch can change it's form, by using an unnatural forces.
You priests, obviously, don't know a thing.
Even cooks know that.
Is it so, Lenka?
Leave it, you two. You could talk whole day.
Speak, Lenka, come on.
No. You'll make jokes with me later.
And you'll say it's rubbish.
All I'm saying is real, truth.
Peeping again, Nikita?
Shame on you.
Go away, you beast!
Come on, come on.
It's good. Come on, good, go.
Where have you been, girl.
Who made you that?
Are you wasting time with some man?
Don't hide it from me.
Because I know everything.
Why hurry, stay and help me.
It's not good to give yourself to men.
They don't deserve it.
They only think of one thing.
Like horses.
They are even worse than horses.
Saying that they are horses, is an insult for horses.
You are so pretty.
It's a shame for you to be with them.
Don't do that, Lenka.
Don't let them make you dirty.
Mistress, I have too much work.
I don't have time to think about it.
Don't you lie. I know that you have someone.
Maybe it's that naughty Nikita?
Say it, bitch!
He's the one.
I have nothing with him. I don't!
I don't think of men.
But, whatever they are like. We have to live with them.
Why live, Lenka?
Isn't it better to die?
We're all gonna die.
Before or after.
No, no that way.
To die like a tulip in a box,
Is that a real death?
We should know the way, and the hour!
Why do you say those things?
You are young, pretty, clever, rich.
God gave you everything.
How do you know... is it from God...
...or from the Devil.
Let's die together, Lenka.
Do you love me?
Hold me.
Tell me if you're gonna die with me.
What are you doing over there?
Me... Serving.
You lie, bitch! I know what you two are doing in there.
Out! I don't want to see you here again. Out!
Yo're crazy. You want us to be burned!
Go away, away.
I just want to to tuch you a bit.
Here? Here, you madman, they will burn us!
You, you...
Enough, Nikita.
Enough, please. Go away, please.
Nikita, go, please go.
Allright, I'll go. Come to me tonight.
I'll be waiting.
Why are you silent?
Youre not asleep, aren't you?
I won't let you sleep!
Wolves!
These are not wolves. Someone else howls this time!
You!
You dishonoured my dead child!
Take him away! Take him away!
I kiss your hand. Here we are again.
Don't you remember us?
Devil would remember! Of what kind are you?
Pupils, mother.
We're late., and we would like to sleep here.
And why is he like that?
Nothing mother, he got drunk.
I don't want drunks in a house.
He's not drunk, he only got tired.
Allright, come in.
But I will separate you for a sleep.
As you wish, mother.
Get him in the house. It's cold outside.
Don't worry mother, he'll be better here.
Forgive me, mother, but, do you have a brandy, it's easier to fall asleep...
Leave something to your friend.
Leave him, mother. Let him sleep.
Why awake him now.
That's too much. You, in the house, and you - there.
Go!
You are sleeping.
Sleep, sleep.
What is it, mother? Need something?
Oh, don't, please, you could be a grandmother to me...