Sukkubus - den Teufel im Leib Page #2

- For all the chosen, holy ones.

This is god's will.

- And our dear, holy cross!

They won't help us in this storm!

That's good, boy.

Don't look!

Or it will take us over.

I'll get you, c*nt of satan!

You...

Boy!

Boy!

Boy!

Boy!

She's taken him!

Don't open!

Who is it?

- Me!

The boy!

What's the matter?

What happened?

What happened?

Bruni's dead.

She made a false step, fell.

Down the rocks into the river.

Doesn't move.

Won't give no more milk.

Watch out!

The bull shall screw her,

then she'll have enough!

Yes!

You damned witch!

Fetch the rope, boy!

Get the bull!

- Yes!

Give me the rope, boy!

Good.

Now she's done for.

Come now, boy!

Go ahead, cut!

Cut!

Blood doesn't melt like snow,

blood averts forever.

Come boy!

Wake up. We'll leave.

We won't stay here!

Go, boy! Get going!

Roundup the kettle on the lawn!

The very same evening, some men from

my village went up the black mountain,

made a doll just like

the witch and burnt it,

so that the ban would be in force.

for Cinemageddon - March 2010

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