"About our land from ancient times many weird tales are told." "And there's no accident that in every one of them the devil plays with human destiny." "The Devil's Trap" "Out!" "It won't take long your nobleness." "How dare you?" "How dare you come here?" "Today you've ordered to dig up grounds to a new barn." "It's not a good place, sir regent." "Remember, five years ago" " your coachman Daniel..." " ... drunken as an animal fell into a pit." "So what?" "The pit wasn't there before." "I know this land." "And I know you, miller." "I wanted... only for my conscience." "Your vassals are cheeky." "He, your bishop's grace, sits, unfortunately, in a free farm." "You've lost anyway." "There must be something true on words he's in a company with the devil." "When I was in for a bishop's office, my rival said so about me." "I meant no harm." "The thing doesn't bother you, I got it." "But it should." "You've got a priest here." "Fool, who believes in miracles." "You're going a little bit too far, sir regent." "You're talking about spiritual leader of your vassals." "He is it, your grace." "Burned can't be burn." "What have you said?" "Devil knows, how could be the whole thing explained." "It started before almost one hundred years." "In the long wars with Swedes." "The witness of it all was a grandfather of my hunter." "Even in those days a mill was standing there." "Same, but under the straw." "A grandfather of today's miller worked there." "Whom you saw a while ago." "Swedes abandoned the land and a requiem was held for the miller's family." "Since those times the mill is called "at those who were burned"." "Who is not hurt by a fire, is not afraid by the hell." "Neither is he afraid of God, of course." "How come?" "How come the people didn't burn?" "A miracle." "A light." "A light!" "Come to me." "Come then." "Come silly." "Come." "Don't be afraid." " Let go." "The whole village is here." " They don't care." " Philip, let me go." " Am I cold?" "Let go." "Who is it?" " Come to chapel in the evening." " No." " Will you come?" " No." "Don't you like something?" "We could stop." "It's the second one." "Silence." "Your buckets are twice as big." "They are the same as others' ones." "You'll come on the Sunday's evening." "For few drops of water?" "You have no right." "Wait a little, what right are you speaking about?" "There's not written that a labour could be given for a water." "The miller told you that?" "Or you can read?" "Speak." "Help him." "Let him go." "Your reverence." "Mildness suits to nobles." "Obedience to vassals." "Go." "So that is you, reverend?" "I imagined you somehow else." "I had a certain promise from his grace bishop concerning your..." "... and your..." "In short, sir bishop spoke something about..." "That agrees." "Your nobleness." "Sorry, but I had no..." "That's alright." "I really had no idea your reverence." "I'm only a chaplain here, sir regent." "I am informed about what torments you." "But his grace sir bishop doesn't surely know what disaster God has sent on our land." "Such a drought like this year has no witness in past." "I've seen it." "Our well is the last with water." "It has its advantages." "I don't understand your reverency." "I'm a chaplain." "Sir regent." "In a way even the drought is water for the miller's mill." "What does mean that?" "I need a reliable man." "God help." "If you want to, come drink." "Boy, that was an idea." "There you see, grandpa." "I don't even want a labour for it." "Come to the chapel tonight." "To the chapel?" "No." "Why?" "Not there." "Got to the labour!" "Got to the labour!" "Come to the noble's barn." "Work!" "What have I said?" "Move!" "You haven't heard?" "What are you doing?" "You don't know how rare is water now?" "Is there a little left?" "Really only a little, your reverence." "We needed this." "I won't drink, your reverence." "Good water." "That's because it's from the mill, your reverence." "God be with you, son." "You're worrying to no avail." "Hunter's jacket and miller's blouse, that's easy rivalry." "If she doesn't know, her parents will tell her." "She doesn't have any." "Even better." "The nobleness then will decide." "We're at the place, your reverence." "Terrible abyss." "It is said that an entrance to the hell is here." "Give me a stone." "Be careful, your reverence." "There's no way for a living creature nor there neither here." "Is the mill far from here?" "It's not." "Come." "Welcome, your reverence." "I heard you arrive." "I'm riding around my new parish." "and I'd like to speak with your father." "We're free people, your reverence." "Your father isn't here then." "He's somewhere outside." "In summer there's no work." "Pity." "I wanted to look through your mill." "So you've heard about us too?" "No, not because of it." "I'm simply interested." "I hear water and I can't see any." "But there's dark there, your reverence." "Let's get a light." "Not with this one." "This is lighten up only when housekeeper dies." "Here it comes on the surface." "And where the water goes then?" "Nobody knows, your reverence." "Should I put the wheel on?" "You don't have to." " What's here?" " A little cellar." "I'm interested in it too." "Why there are so many candles around?" "We're the only mill which doesn't freeze up." "In winter we grind even at night." "I'm glad, your reverence that you've seen it all." "Why?" "Maybe you'll hear again that the devil moves the wheel here." "Can you hear me, your reverence?" "Your reverence, the burned one." "The miller." "I'm interested what you're doing here." "Listen up." "Hold!" "Hold, carcasses." "C'mon, hold now." "Enough with the magic, miller." "You stupid." "Here it sounds somewhat else." "It's hollow." "There should be more here." "That means..." "That means..." "Look." "Globe-flower." "Here, in the drought..." "Why are you looking for water." "You have enough in the mill." "But there's none in the village." "And we're far away from it." "That's nice from you, that you care for." "The whole life I search and get to know" "Only from the god's will the rock will give us water." "I don't give up on hope." "You turn for help to land." "Me, however..." "What's with you?" "What has happened, Martina?" "Have I hurt you?" "Say something." "I'm afraid, Jen." "Martina." "Today in the yard they again spoke such things..." "About your father and..." "For god's sake, Martina." "These are all old wives' tales." "You yourself know better who starts them and why." "You shut up." "I'm glad you confirmed it." "I have nothing to say to you." "But I have." "When you're here." "Come away, Jen." "If you once again touch Martina and you will have to deal with me." "You're not in charge here." "And about her, someone else will decide." "Wait!" "No hurry." "Out of my way." "Why aren't you eating?" "I have been always laughing at it." "Yesterday, for the first time, it mattered to me, what is talked about us." "You'll get used to." "It's not just me, dad." "She's afraid to come here?" "I don't mean only the old wives' tales." "It's like really cursed here." "Why don't you talk about it with me?" "I don't." "Why?" "Am I not your son?" "As soon as I'm gone, you'll see." "From whom?" "Don't be too curious." "I don't ask you where you were at night too." "Now I will put him in a jail." "For what?" "That he found water?" "The court will manage." "What will you prove on him?" "Doesn't matter." "Disturbing of religion, for example." "That won't pass, people followed him by themselves." "Alliance with the devil, then." "Finally why are you here?" "And do you or do I know, if the spring isn't found from the will of God?" "This piece will cost you, Janek." "Is a fair today?" "A fair?" "When the miller gave water, he has to give beer to people." "Five barrels he drew out to the threshing." "Rascal." "To the threshing?" "Officially it's celebrated the new barn." "Oh yeah, they're smarties." "What do you have?" "Show me." "His reverence is here." "You're here." "Regent too." "And me." "I'm afraid." "I like you." "Jen." "Regent." "Regent will never decide." "Let's go out of here." "Are you finished with dancing?" "Let us be." "You want to spoil my fun?" "Wait here for me." "See, Jenik?" "Now there is water and beer too." "Solo!" "You could spare that." "Play." "So you had not enough last time." "Good then." "You'll get more." "Beadle!" "Knives away." "Drop the knife." "And you others, take my advice." "Don't dance here." "How dare you?" "Go to yours." "Here I pay." "Remember I've always advised you well." "Here it's me who's in charge." "Dance on." "Musicians..." "Don't you hear?" "Why are you standing here, fools." "Dance." "Dupak rhythm!" "Clever idea, the feast." "Coach!" "Bring me the miller." "You forgot that I'm a free man." "And you that the burried up people are on your conscience." "I warned early." "You and them." "How could you know it before?" "Earth itself speaks." "Some voices speaks to you from earth?" "I don't understand." "You've said it right now." "The whole life I walk, I watch..." "What it has to do with the barn?" "Where you built it up, there's no snow for many winters." "What from it?" "From the rifts in soil the warm came to the surface." "Warm?" "From the frozen land?" "Down there it's never frozen." "You know from what is warm down there." "Do you know the Scriptures?" "I do." "Do you know what it is said about infernal fire?" "I'm a good Christian, your reverence." "But remember when we first met" "I speak to earth in that way." "Then it told me where water is." "And you remember what I told you then." "And to what I add today." "Only the four legs cattle still drops its head to earth but a man created to the picture of God with confidence looks only up." "There he can find an answer to everything." "But earth gives us water and bread." "Water and bread are gifts of God." "For which we plea God every day." "You're a heretic." "Possibly you have no idea how dangerous are ways you walk." "You listen to the voices of nature." "The more it whisper to you the more are your ears closed to the only voice you should listen to." "And who do you think attempts most for you not to hear God's voice?" "I can see on you how you want to object me that you only do good for people." "Don't you know that the devil lures people foremost by that what is pleasant for them?" "Your reverence, I hear you very carefully." "Shut up." "but I can't find in my conscience anything I may have sinned on." "This is impertinence." "You condemn yourself." "Your a wise man yet, miller." "I would be very sorry" "If you have to respond to the holy inquisition." "But I will give you a helping hand." "I await you on Sunday's sermon." "You can go." "What does that mean?" "You let him go?" "I'm fed up with it." "Why to complicate this?" "Bust and put in jail." "And he'll become a martyr." "People themselves will rip poisonous weed." "From the flowering garden of God." "Don't you understand?" "Regent after the procession..." "... and now what happened..." "Maybe he'll come." "He'll never decide." "Holy virgin Marry..." "Martina." "Here on this place I'm saying to you" "I'll never give up you." "Dad and me have so clear conscience that nobody can harm us in any way." "Martina..." "Dad." "Where did you find it, uncle?" "I come here to feed in the morning." "But how his hat got here?" "Dad used to come here too." "Sometimes here sometimes up there." "Why there?" "The lakes on the bottom he's always watched them how water rises or drops." "Her groom is on the fence." "My little green wreath wreathed from the nine flowers show my little wreath where's my chosen one." "This is no proof." "He hasn't been at home for two nights." "He can't be alive." "Strange." "Just today when he should come." "You know it, don't you?" "No." "I reminded him it forcefully." "And what has happened." "There's a son here instead of him." "Do you want to talk me into that he drowned in a beck where's an inch of water?" "Not in the beck, your reverence." "So stop with the fabrications and speak truth." "Where is he?" "He either ran off or is hiding." "And you know it." "And you're lying into my eyes." "I don't understand you at all." "You in the mill don't understand when you don't want to." "Father and son too." " Your reverence what you..." " Go." "Until effective pity will not put you in the confessional" "Don't show up in front of me." "There." "I will put scurfs off your eyes and you'll see." "If to you... or to you... burned a house over a head who from you would be able to come out of fire and ashes health and without disaster?" "Who from you could make the water flow from the dry land?" "When God's face was for so long time adverted from us who opened your land under your feet in the moment of joy of your nobleness' good?" "And whom can't I find on this sacred place although he was called up by me?" "You who read your book which always protected us from the disasters of war, plague and fire protect this secret and look for exit." "Three ways are in front of you" "One leads to the light, however, ends in an abyss." "Second is a way of water." "Nobody has passed through it yet." "Third signed with a cross is forbidden every step and even voice kills there." "On the friday before saint John when the nobles' barn sank in the state of water so low, it has no witness in past, find an exit on a raft, according to the words of writings." "Dad." "Dad." "Dad!" "...and that is why this man who got stuck in the net of dark forces doesn't dare to come forward before the God's face." "I saw that you, full with justified anger, ask where can we find that one who you are talking about?" "And I'm asking you." "Where the wild animals hide when they hear hounds and hunters?" "Into their lairs." "There you go." "There you can find him." "And there on the origin of evil let the hammer of your anger will fall." "And if it won't fall in time your souls will be stuck in his nets forever and in terrible torments they won't find any saving." "And so don't lose any time and just now, strengthen by God's word strike on the mill." "And uproot the lair from its grounds." "And whatever more you'll do..." "God help you." "Shoes." "If you said me before what you wanted to do until the old mole is not in my hand..." "Everyone went home." "Until I strike him on his knees, I won't explain anything." "Why are you standing here?" "You could spare the shame." "I will get him." "Horses!" "I guarantee you that." "Jen!" "We're here to end it." "Where's your father?" "Speak up!" "Don't go there, your reverence." "Miller!" "Filip." "I warn you." "Go." "Shoot." "Don't shoot!" "For god's sake, Jen." "Jen." "subtitles by kostej"