"The story you're about to hear took place a few leagues from Quebec in the fall of 1665." "But everything started 20 years before on a day blessed by providence, the day Father Brind'amour set foot in New France." "Unfortunately for him, the cruellest beast in the New World would soon stand before him." "The beast, thirsty for Christian blood, charged at the priest, but it wasn't alone." "Father Brind'amour didn't move a muscle, except for one thing." "He raised his crucifix to the sky." "A HAIR-RAISING TALE" "Oh, my sweet Joseph!" "Joseph Côté, in the name of the quartermaster, you're under arrest." "Sister..." "Does it hurt the first time?" "Stop worrying." "Sister Margot says we have a week to find a husband." "There are 10 men to every woman, Sophie." "You can be capricious." "Pick him the way you would a chair:" "strong, a solid back." "Avoid the runts who aren't good for anything." "Thank the heavens, girls." "The good Lord of Beaufort will be here soon." "He plans to choose seven girls who will have the honour of marrying his men and his sons." "Lord!" "Sons of a lord!" "Keep your calm, Sophie." "Father Brind'amour didn't move a muscle..." " I'm hungry." " Except for one thing." "He raised his crucifix to the sky." "The divine light, the magic crucifix..." "Do you really believe that?" "Have you seen any werewolves since you landed?" "No demonic or strange creatures?" "Besides you, no." "You have Brind'amour to thank for being alive." " I'II thank him when he comes." " I'm hungry." "He's coming here?" "To take the hanged man's confession." " I'm hungry." " Come on." "We're not going to feed the hanged man." "They haven't hanged me yet!" "And I demand a new trial." "You don't throw a man in a cage for trivialities!" "You don't?" "Abusing the quartermaster's fiancée?" "She threw herself at me." "Aggravated theft..." "I took a pitcher of wine, more or less." "Knavery, villainy, indecent assault, lewd behaviour..." "I couId be useful." "I couId evangeIize the savages." "Afew hours from now, you'II be useful." "You'II serve as an example." "I'm taking the dog out to pee." "Watch him." "Come on." "To the hanged man's health." "Hey, buddy." "You know what they say:" ""A drink is never wasted on a dying man."" "Come on." "One sip." "Just one." "Come on..." "Guards!" "Over here!" "Guards!" "The hanged man got away!" "Guards!" "Guards!" "follow me!" "There he is!" "Come on." "Find him." "Find him." "Where's the hanged man?" "Let's go." "Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned." "I forgive you, Joseph." "farewell." "Here they come." "You could use a little colour." "Which one do you Iike?" "It's your choice." "This is all you've got?" "They're fine for my men, but for my sons..." "I'm sorry, my lord." "Setting them aside was no easy task." "So, we said seven?" "Let's take a closer look." "Go ahead, touch her." "She won't bite." "And this one?" "Let's see here." "No one wants a skeleton." "Her cheeks are hollow." "I'm sure she'II find a gentleman to fill her up." "Aren't you cute, Iassie." "Never forget to look at the teeth." "smile, ladies." "Yes." "OK, last thing." "Nobody wants a loudmouth." "Excuse me." "She's getting on my nerves already." "The broomstick won't make such a fuss." "Pity she's so ugly." "Very well." "You, Iassie." "welcome to the Seigneury de Beaufort." "The brunette, you'II keep my men warm." "The devout one, my sons await." "The goofy grin, join the others." "The plump chicken, you, too." "And... the Ioudmouth." "Yes, you." "Come on, come on." "You need one more." "OK..." "The pale face." "I told you I wanted them healthy." "They were, my lord." "I'II isolate her immediately." "The whole lot may be contaminated." "Goodbye, cougher!" "Fine." "The dog." "I must see the quartermaster." "I was told he is waiting for Father Brind'amour to come for a hanged man's confession." "Brind'amour?" "Get them cleaned up." "We'II come for them at dawn." "Is anybody home?" "A meal and a bed for a poor Jesuit!" "I'm a crucifix salesman." "Do you have your crucifixes?" "A baby Jesus to save your souls." "Is this what you're after?" "Go fetch!" " God damn it!" "Are you cussing, Father?" "Sorry, my son." "That's quite a gash." "Let's take a look at it." "AuréIien, will you take a young girl to keep you company in your old age?" "A young girl?" "Why not?" "I've got more to give." "Émérentienne!" " Brought you a new customer." " He can wait his turn." "Think you're better than a priest?" "Come on, move!" "That depends on the priest." "He needs his head sewn up." "full house today." "The king's daughters arrive tomorrow." "Goodbye, lice." "farewell, fleas." "It's shearing time." "Good thing you're here, Father." "We'II be celebrating some weddings." " Fancy some firewater?" " Don't mind if I do." "I made it myself." "Damn it all to hell!" "To heck." "Your cassock is in tatters, Father." "Yes, that's because..." " SeIf-fIageIIation?" " Yes, that must be it." "You have reason to be penitent?" "Everyone has something to be penitent for." "You came from the city?" "Is what they're saying true?" "Is a man to be hanged in Quebec?" "We missed the fun again." "As long as the scoundrel got what he deserved." "He's nothing but a lost sheep." "After all, he just did the deed with talon's wife." "And he swiped all the man's wine." " News travels fast." "He must have a pretty big thing to think he can get away with it." "Just one more, OK?" "into the inn we went and got us a jug of wine" "Our breeches were so short you could see what was inside" "We're here for a drink, miladies" "A drink is what we need" "Hear that?" "It's a werewolf." "Father Brind'amour can't be far." "A story!" "The story you're about to hear is real, as real as I am." "It was a full moon that night." "Trappers were making their way up the north road when they saw a fir tree on fire." "Around the fire, a possessed man with the head of a wolf danced diaboIicaIIy." "Next to the fire, a man's body lay flat on the ground." "A werewolf was cutting him up into chunks for a stew." "A Jesuit was traveling with the trappers." "Brind'amour." "The beast sensed right away that this was no ordinary man." "It tumed toward him..." "And that's when..." "And that's when..." "Brind'amour took out his crucifix." "And then the light of God tore through the sky and struck down the beast!" "believe what you will, but the truth is that God never interferes in the lives of men." "What really happened is that Brind'amour approached the beast." "Nothing scared the Jesuit." "Nothing!" "He approached the beast, who was screaming, howling." "He kept walking toward him because he had his crucifix, the cross of Jesus he carried in his outstretched arm!" "In his fist!" "When he was close to the beast, he began reciting the Pater Noster." "Brind'amour." "Come on, AuréIien!" "It's not funny anymore." "Pater..." "Are you hurt?" " That nasty beast!" "It bit me." "Poor AuréIien." "He was so full of Iife until..." "I'II never hear his last story." "Forgive me, Father." "It's OK." "Go on." "Dear God!" "How did you get this wound?" "Its fang." "It bit me with its fang." "But that's impossible." "Just one fang?" "We can't stay here and do nothing." "I'm going to warn the lord." " We have to tell him!" " Do you believe in magical beasts?" "Maybe it was a bear or a wolf." "Or an angry cow." "We don't know." "You do know, though you don't dare say it." "If it is one, we need to get out of here." "It won't return until the next full moon." " Wanna bet your life on it?" "AuréIien said" "AuréIien is a storyteller." "And storytellers are liars." "No vicious rumours." "You call him a liar?" "He was much more honest than you." "He's the one who taught you to survive in the middle of nowhere!" "Instead of whining, he'd tell stories to make you forget your miserable lives!" "Émérentienne..." " He loved me for who I am." " Yes, yes." "The priest needs a splint." "What are you waiting for?" "He needs a splint." "Go on." "The priest saved our lives, and we don't even know his name." "Let me see that." "Father Brind'amour saved our lives?" "He's Brind'amour?" "He couldn't even save AuréIien." "AII he managed to do was grab a clump of the beast's fur." "He'II make it." "He'II get the chance AuréIien never had." "Think the lord will loan us weapons if the beast returns?" "We could take it down with his muskets." "Harquebuses?" "To be used exclusively by the hunting parties of the lord and his sons." "That's not fair." "Don't mind if I do." "Nothing is too good for Father Brind'amour." "So, you hid your name from us?" "Your humility does you credit." "What are you making me?" "No offence..." "He's making presents for the king's daughters." "And you're carving canes for the gentlemen?" "The girls are coming!" "The girls are coming!" " What are you waiting for?" " well, I..." "Let's just say I'm... a little shy around women." " You don't say." " I don't know what to say to them." "Forget words." "Those girls just spent a month on a boat." "What they need is tendemess." "You just have to know how to win them over." "Pick the first one that catches your eye." "Look at her." "Don't let her look away." "Her eyes will tell you what she wants to hear, how she wants to be touched... or caressed." "gently stroke herface." "Breathe in the scent of her skin." "OK." "well..." "Wish me luck." "He's looking at me." "What do I do?" "smile!" "Before he looks at another." "For the sake of everyone's health, you will be quarantined in this chapel under the supervision of Sister Margot." "In due time," "I shall inspect your health and your virtue before offering you in marriage." "naturally, my sons... will have first choice." "Look at this!" "girls, look what I found." "Thank you." "Come on." "A hymn... to give thanks to the Lord." "AII together now." "What are you doing?" "You have to act fast." "Opportunity knocks." "The lord's son who was eyeing you is Jean-Baptiste, the eldest." "He'II be the next lord." "The other girls will try to take him away from you." " What can I do?" " Get out of here." "Go seduce him." "He needs to fall for you, cling to you." " What about the quarantine?" " He doesn't give a damn about it!" "Say you didn't want the other girls to infect you." "How am I supposed to get out?" "Meet me here at sundown." "I'II help you get back in." "A quarantine..." "I can't believe the lord wouldn't let us use the chapel." "He should've been eaten by the werewolf!" "Him and his sons!" "With any luck, it'II retum and rip them to shreds." "With its teeth." "Quit whining." "We're here forAuréIien." "Whenever you're ready, Father." "I'II be brief." "I too am overcome with emotion." "We are gathered here to celebrate... before the big guy in the sky, the lord of lords himself," "the death of ourfriend, AuréIien..." "Ohiasson." "Ohiasson, yes." "Yes, AuréIien Ohiasson... who is going somewhere else." "To the "other somewhere," if you will." "You can pray for his soul now if you want." "Whenever you're ready." "He who dares attack my seigneury... attacks us all." "The sweat AuréIien spilled to clear this land is proof that this land is his land." "Rest in peace, AuréIien." "You should not have died." "Your death will not go unpunished." "Give me your cassock." "I'II mend it nicely." "I'II bring you AuréIien's clothes." "He won't be needing them anymore." "Thank you." "Yes?" "Father, I want you to know that it wasn't my idea." "I should think I'm not the only one who suspects that a man bitten by a werewolf could become possessed." " Or rabid!" "Yes, you saved our hides." "But if it infected you, we can't take any chances." "We're locking you in here overnight in case you're" " Possessed." " gentlemen!" "Look, you can see that I'm not possessed." "Now leave, please." "Let me pray in peace." "Émérentienne told us she heard you say the Lord's name in vain." "And at the funeral, you forgot the holy Scriptures." "Maybe you're no Ionger yourself." "I am who I say I am," "Father Brind'amour, werewolf converter!" "Tomorrow, if you're still a man, I'II free you." "You think you can trick me that easily?" "You bastards!" "Is that how you thank me?" "I'II excommunicate you!" "Baby Jesus won't protect you anymore!" "I got bitten for you!" "What are you doing here?" " Did you see a wolf roaming around?" "AwoIf?" "A big dog that'd gobble up a kitty like you." " Do you hunt dogs?" " No, not really." "What are you doing outside the chapel?" "It's not what you think." " I didn't escape." " really?" "It's my sister." "I'm looking for her." "Has she been out here long?" "She swore she'd come back before nightfall, but I think she's been seduced." "This lord's son thinks he can do what he likes!" "silly girls find nobility exciting." "I bet his title is his one attribute." "Too bad for your sister." "I'd keep clinging to me if I were you." "Sophie!" "The lord takes your quarantine seriously." "follow me if you want to avoid being punished." "Sophie might be back already." "What's your name?" "Marie." "Marie Labotte." " My fatherwas a boot maker." " That makes sense." "And you?" " Joseph Côté." "Trapper." " Tomcat." " Tomcat!" "Why?" "Are you married?" "No... not yet." "What brings you to New France?" "I followed my sister to keep an eye on her." "I'm doing a fine job." "It's been two days and I've already lost her." "Are you here to help me or ogle me?" "An animal bit me." "I'm just resting my leg." "Do you think that wolf thing attacked my sister?" "Stop worrying." "Like you said, the lord's son fell head over heels for her." "And at this hour, she's sure to be sleeping in his arms." "Are you really out here to save your sister?" "Or are you hoping to find a lord's son of your own?" "Are you making fun of me?" "I'm skin and bones." "Come closer." "Yes, closer." "Can I touch?" "I can hardly feel any bone." "Let me look at you." "I couId lose myself in your eyes." "Your scent... is driving me wild." "Who do you think you are?" "Thank you, God." "Thank you, God." "Stop worrying." "I'm sure Sophie will turn up any minute." "I never should have let her leave." "She wanted to seduce the lord's son?" "I wish I'd thought of that first." "You can't resent your sister for forgetting you in the throes of a passionate embrace." "I didn't forget her." "What do you mean?" "Come on, spit it out!" "Fine." "I spent the night with a man." "You?" "His name is Joseph Côté." "This Joseph of yours, is he a settler?" "." "No." "He's a trapper." "Does he trap animals or young ladies?" "I Ieft my handkerchief with him." "So if he everwants to return it..." "If the lord's son was scratched, everyone would have to spring into action." "Where were they when AuréIien was torn apart?" "They did rush over to bring flowers." "flowers." "Just what we need to hunt the werewolf." "In the meantime, we're back out here wielding clubs!" "Over there!" " Do you think he's dead?" " I don't know." "You could ask his head." "It's over there." "will you keep defending your priest?" "Dutrisac?" "There he is." "He's scared of us!" " Father?" " Sister." "An angel told me the soul of one of your girls is in danger." "Her name is Marie." "Excuse me, Father?" ""Father"?" "What does she mean, "Father"?" "It's a Iong story." " I have lots of time." " I don't." "The tenants think I'm a werewolf." "Are you?" " No." " What nonsense." " exactly." "Men are coming, Father!" "No." "Don't let them in!" "If you're not interested, just say so." "Don't pretend to be a priest." " I'm not a priest." " Or a werewolf." "Get out of here!" "I'm the hanged man of Quebec." "tell them we spent the night together." "tell them I'm not possessed, that I didn't try to eat you, that I'm not an animal." "Then they'II think I bewitched a priest." "They'II burn me at the stake." "When you put it that way..." " Get out of here." " We know he's in there." "Open up!" " Do you have the lord's permission?" " He's out with his son." "I don't allow beggars into my chapel." "Beggars?" "I don't want wolves around my sheep." "Too late!" "You're harbouring a monster!" "Get out of my church!" "Say a prayer, Father!" "Open!" " He's here!" " I didn't do anything!" "You cIobbered Légaré, did you not?" "Heretic!" "First we'II whip you." "Then we'II beat you, castrate you and chop off your head." "They want to kill the priest!" "please!" "You can't condemn a Jesuit like that." "First he needs to be excommunicated." "Abishop has to sign an anathema..." "That's enough!" "Untie me!" "They're crazy!" "We'II gag you and never hear your sermons again." "Your satanic sermons!" "Émérentienne!" "Dutrisac!" "That's no way to treat a man." "Shut your mouth!" "What are they doing?" "They're taking him to the stake to purify his werewolf soul." " I'm serious." " So am I." "Stop them." "You can't burn a Jesuit like you would a heretic!" "They say they have proof." "But he needs to stand trial." "only a bishop can say whether this man is possessed." " He's not a man." " He's more of a man than you!" "It's none of your business." "Everything is the Ohurch's business!" " I'II go find the bishop." " Good." "Next time I see you..." "Fine, look at me." "Go fetch Monseigneur de laval." "And Oarignan's regiment, if necessary." "They'II shed light on this business." "You're as bloodthirsty as your imaginary werewolves!" "We'II see if you go to Quebec!" "Once night falls, you'II come running back!" "Anything to say before you're purified?" "Yes, one last favour." "Speak up." " Make sure you tie me tight." " Done." "Next, tie me to the stake." "No objections yet." "And wait until dark." "We can't wait." "It's too risky." "You want to kill an innocent man?" "If I'm no Ionger a man at nightfall, just set me on fire!" "This is torture." "Come on, just one bite." "One bite." "As they say: "Feed a priest, be spared by the beast."" "Hairs are coming out." "The transformation begins." "La Framboise!" "Dutrisac, don't you have hair on yourface?" "That's not how you identify them." "In the day, their fur grows from within." "Drop the knife." "Do you want it?" "He has hair in his nose and ears." "Let's see if there's more inside." "calm down, La Framboise." "What's it say in the book?" "Does it say where the beasts come from?" " Why don't you tell them?" " What?" "That you were there when it happened." "You're the expert on..." "Iycanthropy." "He's right." "I am the expert." "And I confirm that I'm not Iycanthrop-ified!" " I'II shut your mouth for you!" " Go on." ""It happened on September 24, 1647." ""Father Brind'amour had lost his friend," ""a poet." ""He looked for him for three days." ""The poet had told him he liked New France," ""its nature." ""One day, Brind'amour found proof." ""He stumbled upon his friend..."" "doing things..." "Things?" "What things?" ""He stumbled upon his friend..."" "I'm just reading what it says." ""...mating with a female wolf."" "Aren't you ashamed to write such filth?" "A man of the Church..." ""And Father Brind'amour prayed" ""that no offspring be bom of that union." ""But it wasn't enough." ""One day, a werewolf appeared." ""And then another." ""Brind'amour confronted them all."" "He says it was "the first in a Iong series of clashes."" "That's enough nonsense!" "He says beasts, Iike humans, are born of a female and their bite is not contagious." " He says that 'cause it suits him." " It's true!" " I'II cut out your forked tongue!" " La Framboise!" "help me!" "help!" "Somebody help me!" "Are your friends coming for you?" "A volunteer to light the torches?" "No volunteers?" "I'II light up the clearing myself." " There's no rush." " I say there is." " He's not possessed!" " Why do you always defend him?" "It's dark out, and there are only two things that worry me:" "you and the real werewolf over there." "I'II go, Dutrisac." "Not for you, but for us." "help me." "help!" " That nasty beast!" " Where is it?" "Oan't you see I'm not possessed?" "Untie me before it eats me!" "Better him than us!" "La Framboise?" "Do something!" "gladly." "Now untie me!" "Don't shoot!" "Where's La Framboise?" "We'II have to dig another hole." "Do you see it?" "It smells like a wet dog." "Oome here, doggy." "Are you sure you got him?" " I think so." "The lord's son!" "The beast attacked the lord's son!" "The beast... is this man." "We killed the lord's son." "He killed the lord's son, not us." "You're the one the lord will punish." "And who's the traitor that will tell him?" "Not me." "Since you got here, I've lost three of my friends." "No offence, Father, but you're bad luck." "If I have to..." "I'II go live with the Indians so I never see you again." "Go ahead." "walk off like a coward while we bury La Framboise." "help me!" "Thank God!" "A beast locked me in here." "Let me go." "Sometimes the Lord works in mysterious ways." " How many sons does the lord have?" " Two left." "Do you think they're possessed?" "Yes." "I'm not worried." "I have Brind'amour on my side." "No." "We have to get as far away from here as possible." "Who'II defend the king's daughters?" " Do what you want." "I'm taking off." " Like Dutrisac." "Are you afraid?" "Of course I'm afraid!" "I thought you were brave." "Bravery!" "Bravery is the stuff of bedtime stories!" "Fear is what keeps me alive!" " I'm just an ordinary man." " That's not true." "I'm still standing thanks to you." "And there's a chapel full of innocent women to defend." "You want to play the hero?" "Good luck." "I see how it is." "Have a nice trip!" " What do you want?" " Good morning, Father." "I hope I'm not interrupting." "I'm running a little late." "I have Indians to convert, sinners to excommunicate..." "You know how it is." "My father is back." "He's throwing a party tonight in your honour." "It's a pity I'm so busy." "You can't refuse his invitation." "Fine, I'II be there." "I have to go now." " Father..." " Yes?" "please, it's important that you take my confession." "Make it quick." "Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned." "You're forgiven." "Recite three Ave Noster and two Pater Maria." "Go on." "I'm not done!" "I also have impure thoughts." " The king's daughters?" " One in particular..." "Marie." "Marie Labotte." "I've neverfeIt anything this intense before." "Don't you find her a little thin?" "No." "You wouldn't make a good couple." "And yet I think my advances are having the desired effect." "I'd Iike for you to bless our union in front of my father at the party." "Tonight?" "Yes, tonight." "At dusk." "Thank you." "Thank you very much." "Excuse me." "Good doggy." "You're a good boy." "What can I do for you?" "Rub my thighs." "But there are more urgent matters." "The Seigneury of Beaufort needs your help." "The tenants have decided to burn a Jesuit." "Jesus, Mary and Joseph." "WANTED JOSEPH CÔTÉ" "You're still here?" " I'm here to see Marie." " She's gone." "So is her sister." "Sophie!" " Where are you going?" " To the manor." " No, don't go." " I have to find Sophie." "Listen!" "The lord's sons are werewolves." "WerewoIves don't exist." "The second son is a pile of ash at the stake." "He was furry before he was fried." "You just want to see Pierre-Armand." "I've looked everywhere but there." "Then pray she's not there." "Do you think she's dead?" "You'II be dead if you go there." "I'II find Sophie, in heaven or in hell." "I won't let you throw yourself to the wolves." "Not alone." "You came." "I'm happy at last." "Oome in." "I'II introduce you to my father." "I took the liberty of inviting the lady to our charming party." "It certainly will be charming now that there's a lady among us." "Jean-Baptiste, come here." "I'd Iike you to meet Father Brind'amour, in the flesh." "How lucky!" "The most famous Jesuit in New France." "I didn't realize word of my exploits had reached this far." "He made a vow of humility, I take it." "gentlemen, lady, Iet's have a seat." "You're taking liberties now?" "Is everything to your liking, Father?" "His cassock seems to like it." "There's nothing it hasn't tried." "It's a good thing we have strong stomachs." "Watching him eat could make some queasy." "lovely family." "Forgive them, Father." "They have a Iot to Ieam before they become men of your calibre." "No, forgive me." "I never had time to Iearn proper manners." "I was too busy hunting werewolves." "Where's my knife?" "You're the one who set the table." "Go get it, shorty." "Stay!" "please." "You can use mine." "It's a little rough, but it made me a man of my calibre." "really?" "Do tell, my friend." "We're all ears." "I wasn't the bravest of children." "I spent most of my childhood under my mother's skirt." "But the day I tumed 7, my father gave me his most prized possession:" "his knife." "Then he threw me in the barn." "Our dog had been locked in there ever since she got rabies." "My father handed me his knife and said:" ""Let's see if you have what it takes to be a man." ""You won't get out of here as long as that animal is alive."" "And then?" "Yes, don't keep us in suspense." "Did you get the dog?" "I couId've given into fear." "But when I set foot in the bam, she lunged at me, her mouth foaming." "I countered." "I dodged." "I hit her and hit her." "I hit her and hit her again." "And your knife finished off the dog?" "Yes." "What a touching story!" "Father, I have a favour to ask." "That day, I Iearned to differentiate men, real men, from animals." "Father, it wouId be an honour if you would bless our union." "As soon as the beast turned toward me," "I killed her." "I killed herwith my hands, with my knife." "I didn't screw her like some pervert." "Don't touch my brother." "Where's her sister, Sophie?" "Answer me!" "Go on." "Hurry." "Go, I'II keep them in here." "No, don't move!" "I'II crucify you, one after the other." "Sophie!" "Say a prayer, Father." "We'II stick to the plan." "We'II wait until it's time, and we'II move on to the main course." "It's not what you think." "That's her dress!" "That's her hair!" "My brothers..." "My brother..." "I'm not Iike him!" "You knew!" "You knew and you did nothing!" "Listen." "We could leave tonight, both of us." "So what if the priest ignores our union?" "I want you, miss, but not Iike my brother." "Understand?" "I desire you." "And I want to take you." " No!" "No!" " Like a man!" "I hope your carcass can satiate my sons." "They need to regain their strength." "This country will be theirs soon." "Your son smelled like a pig when I burned him." "My sons usually prefer eating women." "The girls staying at the chapel are from Limousin." "The thigh is firm." "The fillet, tender." "Tonight, you will be the exception." "Do you regret swapping your mother's skirt for the Jesuit robe?" "I knew the real Brind'amour quite well, before Jean-Baptiste sealed his fate." "Like you and the inquisitors from the old world," "Brind'amourwas prejudiced against those who like animals." "Your methods are unorthodox, but effective all the same." "Have you ever seen anything so beautiful?" "You haven't seen anything yet." "You handle that sword like a master for such a little bastard." "well said." "Brind'amour admired my poetry, too." "Brind'amour has been reborn as a crooked thief." "Like him, his foolhardy imposter will find no relief." "Take heart." "Here comes my son." "I'II set aside one of my bitch's puppies for him." "Ten feet!" "The meal doesn't know how to count." "You haven't eaten me yet." "Yes?" "My lord." "This woman claims she saw the hanged man on your lands." "I'm Joseph Côté." "I'm the hanged man of Quebec." "I demand that I be put in prison!" "We just caught him Iooting our pantry." "Swine!" "Passing yourself off as a holy man." "In the name of the king, you're under arrest." "Grab him!" "Many thanks, my lord." "But I have a second favour to ask." "My men are exhausted." "will you allow them to rest on your lands?" "Of course." "May they rest." "May they rest in peace." "I don't want to see you again until the fake priest is dead." "Pierre-Armand!" "What are you doing?" "Get down right now!" "You're a disgrace to your race, you son of a bitch!" "I should have left you in the woods like the other offspring." "I chose you among the most handsome, the strongest!" "And you do nothing but disappoint me." "If he were alive, your brotherwouId die of shame." "I kept him on a leash so he wouldn't eat my men." "I let you have yourfreedom, and look what you do with it." "You stoop to wanting to take her like a man." "But you're better than that." "Go on." "Show me what you can do." "Happy hunting!" " Thank you, my friend." " Wait until Brind'amour finds you." "He'II pray that your soul burns in hell." "I didn't want to denounce you." "My emotions betrayed me." "You saved my Iife." "Beasts are going to attack." "We have to run." "No!" "Go to the chapel to save your soul and your hide!" "We have to run." "The lord, his sons..." "He was kind enough to put us up." "So we're easier to eat." "His sons are werewolves!" "Hang me tomorrow, but tonight I want to live!" "We have to get out of here now!" "Sorry, my friend." "Everybody in line!" "Load your rifles!" "Marie." "Are you OK?" "Someone's coming!" "I knew he'd come." " Oome on, Marie." " Everyone to the barricade!" " Vadeboncoeur!" "Émérentienne!" " It's us!" "Hurry!" "Be quiet." "The sacristy!" " Step aside." " You're crazy!" "The beast will eat you." "It's already eating me from within." "I have to go!" "Go on!" "Move!" "Pray, girls!" "No, grab anything that could hurt it." "Father Brind'amour arrived in the Seigneury de Beaufort in the year of our Lord 1665." "In five nights of epic battles, he chased the beasts from our lands." "Later, a military detachment arrived in the seigneury carrying the remains of an unidentified man." "Father Brind'amour identified the body as that of Joseph Côté, the hanged man of Quebec." "Fugitive, evildoer... woman snatcher and notorious drunk." "Anxious to save the sinner's soul," "Brind'amour officiated his funeral with surprising eloquence." "It was as if the Holy Spirit had joined him to guide the souls of the deceased to heaven." "After the ceremony," "Father Brind'amour left to carry on his work and convert other creatures causing trouble in the New World." "As for the Lord of Beaufort... that's another story." "subtitles by Vision GIobaIe"