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this woman!
Satan!
Satan!
Satan!
Mircalla.
Frieda, what are you doing?
Nothing. Just looking.
The storm is beautiful,
and when the lightning ashes,
you can see Karnstein castle.
Frieda!!
Mircalla.
Mircalla.
He sent you?
Yes.
- Must I give my life?
- Your soul.
Your body remains on Earth.
You will be of the undead.
- When?
- Now.
Look in the mirror.
I can't see you.
We are the undead,
and the mirror sees only the living.
We walk the Earth,
but we exist only in hell.
Hold up, sir.
Morning. Morning, ma'am.
Just wait a bit. The boar hunters
We're not far from the village now.
There's nothing to be afraid of.
It's just the men of the village
out hunting.
That awful sound.
They're killing the boar, you see.
Don't worry.
Come in.
- Hello, Ingrid.
- Hello.
- This is Maria and Frieda.
- Hello.
one from the other.
This is Ingrid Hoff er
who runs the school here.
Her brother Anton
is the choirmaster.
I'm sorry that Anton isn't here.
He's hunting.
Oh, we passed him on the way.
I expect he won't be long.
They're coming now.
Girls, back to your places.
What is there to look at?
You've seen the men
coming back from hunting before.
Come on.
Shall we sit down?
The girls are always happy for any
excuse to stop work for a few moments.
I expect you two are just the same.
Come and meet our new pupils.
Come on.
Anton, this is Frieda,
and this is Maria.
- No, no, I'm Frieda.
- I'm Maria.
I can't tell the difference
between them.
Nor can I, but it seems Anton can.
- What do you mean?
- Well, just look at him.
I saw you ride by.
- While you were hunting?
- Yes.
It seems to be
everyone's occupation here,
hunting of one kind or the other.
What do you mean?
Boars in the morning
and witches at night.
Oh? Who told you about that?
No one told me anything.
I listened.
- To your uncle?
- Yes.
Don't blame me for that.
I take no part in it.
- Don't you?
- No.
I think it's barbaric,
but superstition dies very hard here.
You wouldn't understand.
I don't want to. I hate it here.
Your uncle is misguided, perhaps,
but he's a good man.
Perhaps I don't like good men.
Anton.
Maria was asking me
about the history of Karnstein.
I told her you were the expert.
It's all here, Maria, in this book.
Look, I'll show you.
And it's still a mystery.
I can assure you it's true.
Myths and magic are interwoven
for the peasants of Karnstein.
Where's Frieda?
Sir!
This is my niece.
It is a pleasure
to make her acquaintance.
My words were not an introduction,
but a warning.
Go in.
At once!
Sir, you are impertinent.
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