"THE MANDRAKE" "Chef?" "What?" "We heard you need some good help." "We could help." "So that's what you were thinking." "That anyone can work in my kitchen." "Did you think that?" "No, but we heard you need people." "I don't need people." "I need hands." "Men who can stir." "Skilled people." "Who don't ruin my brilliant concoctions for the feast." "Men who can stand the heat." "Can you?" "I can, chef." "Then I'll do a taste test." "You." "What is a fillet?" "Something you put around your head?" "Yes, exactly." "Get out before I fillet you." "You." "Until which month can you sow noodles?" "Until November." "Until November." "Goodbye." "You." "How long do you fry lettuce?" "For 2 hours." "For 2 hours." "Go away, idiot." "You." "What is clareit?" "Clareit?" "Wine with added cinnamon, white ginger, cloves and lavender." "The spices are ground and put in a bag, with sugar." "The bag is hung in old wine." "And there's your clareit." "That's the only correct recipe." "Where did you learn to make such an expensive clareit?" "In the soup kitchen of the almshouse." "Hired!" "Hired!" "Make some batter, men." "Did you think that was funny?" "Is this for Wolter's birthday?" "Yes, exactly." "Can't I see it?" "In my room." "Grind, stir." "Hurry, we're only halfway." "Grind, stir, grind, stir." "These men are pathetic." "Too lazy to work 24 hours a day." "Grind, stir, grind, stir." "This is for Wolter's birthday." "But I'll wear it." "What do you think?" "But what did you get Wolter?" "I asked you a question." "I got this for Wolter." "Beautiful." "Chains." "It's not about the chains." "It's about what hangs off them." "This is jasper." "Agate." "That's a snake tooth." "Wolter will like that." "They are miracle stones." "If you hold them above your food, any poison will be neutralised." "Wolter can never be poisoned." "I check the courses and you read them out." "First vegetable soup." "Vegetable soup." "That's fine." "Bread." "White bread, maslin and rye bread." "Correct." "Fish." "Lamprey, silver bream, hake and eel." "Correct." "Sweet pastry." "Pancakes and biscuits." "Correct." "Meat." "Wether, boar, ox, deer, hedgehog." "And then what?" "Sugar, peas, milk porridge." "Cheese." "Cumin, Corduan and brie." "And the wine?" "Château Veuf de la Papesse." "Alright." "Everything's alright." "Remember... don't touch anything." "Take me as an example." "Happy birthday, Sir Wolter." "Sindala, thank you for this beautiful Oriental bird." "And thank you all again for these gifts." "Cook, the dinner." "The soup." "Stop, stop!" "We almost forgot." "Nobody can be poisoned anymore." "We were saved just in time." "Floris, you saved my life." "What gave you the idea?" "One of the cook's hands gave me the advice." "The one with the black beard." "Friendly man." "Yes, laugh." "My time will come." "Is there meat in this soup?" "Certainly, sir." "Give me nuts." "Your new jerkin." "A shame." "It's alright." "It will come out." "I'll go to the kitchen." "Just start." "I will be right back." "Wake up." "Wake up!" "Get some warm water for Sir Floris." "Sleepyheads." "My soup." "Lord van Rossem!" "Yes?" "Well?" "It worked." "I did work in the kitchen." "In a couple of hours they will be fast asleep." "Good." "When can we capture Oldenstein?" "Whenever we want." "Tomorrow morning." "That's impossible." "My soldiers are here." "They can't get there in time." "When can they be there?" "Tomorrow at the end of the day at the earliest." "Do you think they'll still be asleep at Oldenstein?" "Even faster." "Good." "You go ahead." "Take five men and wait for me and my army." "Yes, Lord van Rossem." "Hey, the gate!" "Hey, the gate!" "Close it!" "Sleepyheads." "Sindala!" "Sindala!" "That damned man didn't eat the soup." "But we'll stay here." "The cook's hand." "A spy." "Warn Wolter." "I'm going to the kitchen." "Kitchen?" "Sir Wolter?" "Sir Walter!" "Sindala!" "Sindala!" "Sir Wolter has been poisoned." "All of them." "They have not been poisoned." "They have been taken out." "But what about us?" "We didn't eat the soup." "That cook's hand." "With his miracle stones." "We have to find an antidote." "Nothing again." "There's one more thing we can try." "That's our last chance." "What's that?" "I know the antidote." "The mandrake." "That scream seemed to come out of the bottle." "The mandrake is a magic herb." "Cook, wake up!" "Wake up!" "Wake up!" "Bad year." "Water, water!" "Who dares give me water." "There was poison in the soup." "Everybody's asleep." "The antidote has to be prepared using mandrake." "Where can we find it?" "Mandrake..." "You need to see Master Roges." "Where does he live?" "In the Ivory Tower." "What shall we do?" "We'll break through." "I marked the way." "But be careful." "Roges is a subject of Guelders and you don't know if he will help..." "After them!" "You two to the left." "The rest follow me." "Careful with the flowers." "Are you Master Roges?" "I have no weapons, gentlemen." "Excuse me." "We're looking for a herb that can heal our friends." "Heal of what?" "Poison." "It's a long story." "Follow me upstairs." "The Duke of Guelders has enemies, but Roges does not." "Van Rossem can capture the castle without a problem." "Maybe he already has." "We have to go back as fast as possible." "You have to help us." "I love herbs too much to abuse them." "I'll help you." "What is the antidote you need?" "Mandrake juice." "The mandrake?" "Are you sure?" "I'm not wrong." "To err is human." "My instruments are never wrong." "Sir Floris, what will happen when your friends will drink the juice?" "Then they wake up and continue to fight Van Rossem." "You know that war leads to dead and wounded people." "I don't like dead and wounded people." "Charles of Guelders is a soldier." "A fighter." "A tyrant." "Charles of Guelders is a tyrant." "He rages through the land like a storm." "But look at the flowers." "They bend in the wind." "And then they straighten again." "Will you help us, yes or no?" "No, I won't help you." "Why not?" "I already told you." "I won't contribute to war." "You're lying." "You're afraid." "That's why you won't help us." "I don't fear the Duke of Guelders." "I fear his soldiers even less." "You fear the mandrake." "And I know why." "The mandrake is a magic root that must be pulled at night during a full moon." "Otherwise it utters a scream that renders irreversibly insane." "Irreversibly insane, do you realize what that means?" "You're a scholar." "Do you believe that?" "Listen to my advice." "Don't pick the mandrake until there is a full moon." "When will that be?" "In three days." "That is too late." "We have to pick the mandrake right now." "That's impossible." "You'll lose your mind." "I don't care." "This is about our friends, understand?" "Where does the plant grow?" "On the old gallows hill." "You rode past it." "Thank you." "All the best." "The fools." "Their fate will be terrible." "The mandrake grows there." "At the foot of the gallows." "I remember the scream, when we investigated the poison." "If Roges is right, we'll be forever insane." "We have to hurry." "I'm going alone." "Easy." "Shut your mouth." "Beautiful lady..." "Beautiful lady..." "I hold you dear." "I hold you dear." "Oh, beautiful lady." "I hold you dear." "I hold you dear!" "That man's crazy." "Oh, beautiful lady, may I kiss your hand?" "Floris!" "The mandrake." "For a moment I thought you were crazy." "Come on." "What about that scream?" "I did that when I saw they got you." "There they are." "On our horses, men." "You went to Roges for nothing." "Those men from Oldenstein..." "Those men from Oldenstein..." "they tied us up." "There's a pinecone under the saddle." "That's why the horses kept walking." "I didn't recognize you at first." "These are the mandrakes." "Prepare them according to the recipe." "If they all drink the juice, they'll be awake in an hour." "What's that?" "Behind that door." "Soldiers of Guelders!" "I've been saved." "Now I can have my revenge!" "You filthy sausage maker..." "Let go of me." "What happened?" "Did he torture you?" "Worse than that... the pig..." "I'll get him." "What did you do to him?" "Since he was here, I had him do the dishes of the entire dinner." "Floris?" "Aren't you soldiers of Guelders?" "No, and you're going to stay here for a while." "Look." "Scrub and rinse all of this." "Scrub and rinse, scrub and rinse..."