Paracelsus Page #2

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Jakob! My sword!

Bring this to the pharmacist.

Say it's from Paracelsus.

Or else they'll mix dogshit...

with mashed toads, these quacks!

Huh? Something else?

I see.

Give her this. Should buy

medicine though, no brandy.

Hurry! Or they'll do their bloody craft!

Jakob! Join me!

Well, here we are!

We're waiting, Mr. Chirurgus.

Nonsense, Magister!

Nobody has to wait!

I'm faster than a sparrow

after horse-sh*t!

Well, Froben. Cura Radicalis...

Short pain's better than

long affliction.

Our surgeon is a master, very agile!

No, I don't want it!

They all say that.

My leg's not hurting anymore!

Leave me!

It's not so bad.

Hot water! Keep all windows closed.

The bucket please.

Mercy!

I can't stand it anymore!

I'm wondering!

You're wondering.

But a wonder has to happen eventually!

He's bewitched.

- Boy can't stand blood!

Don't touch him until Paracelsus

checks on him!

Yes, wait!

So that's the riot!

You're not my Famulus anymore!

Thank god!

- I'll expel you Cum Infamia.

Well, I'm fed up

of your scholarliness!

Enough, time's lost, shut the boy up.

No! Help!

That's him.

Let's see, Master Sawbones.

Have no fear.

Does it hurt here? - Yes.

And here? - Yes.

Unacceptable.

You're not invited to the consilium.

The patient has called me,

isn't it so, Froben? - Yes.

I thought so. Useless, cruel and foolish.

You belittle my medical craft?

Your medical craft is a botch.

It's not the leg.

It is. Where else would it come from?

Sickness has four roots,

connected to the elements.

This one's of Saturn,

in his sign sidereal fires burn.

To be treated

with sulfuric substance.

Yes, well done, Jakob.

Quack, your knowledge

is from the gypsies!

Yes, I'm proud of that!

Studied on the country roads!

In carnivals and camps,

in the boneyard and at the gallows.

Nature is a better teacher than your...

your universities.

What do you say to that?

Will it be cut or not?

It won't! I'll heal this man.

You're not allowed to heal.

I'll have you denounced and deported!

Do it, but please

don't disturb me any longer.

I have to care for Froben and fix...

what my colleague ruined!

Colleague? Me, your colleague?

Come! I need witnesses.

The faculty might call me a liar!

Me! The colleague of a Paracelsus!

But who's paying my fee?

You saved me, Paracelsus!

Do you trust me?

Oh, how can I thank you!

I know how you can thank me.

You are a book printer...

and my bag's full of scripts!

I'd love to print it if you only heal me.

Salmon of the Rhine!

I miss it at the Kaiser's court

in Innsbruck.

My daughter remembered

that it's your favorite.

Herr von Hohenried.

Really?

I praised the fish,

but that was 5 years ago.

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