The Hour of the Pig Page #4

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a child killer.

- Murdered a littleJewish boy.

- Murder, was it?

The worst, Maitre.

- Let's see him.

- Her, Maitre.

I'll take you

to her.

- What is this?

- Your client, Maitre.

[ Squealing ]

Courtois, are you telling me

you're innocent of this whole process...

- the arraignment of beasts?

- No, sir.

It's just that in the city, I've never

had the occasion to be involved.

Maitre Pincheon,

are you with all this?

Do you go along with being

the learned prosecutor of a pig?

- Do you have witnesses?

- [ Labatier ] Yes.

[ Courtois ]

They saw the child killed?

I gather when the body was found,

a pig was seen running off.

- A sign of its guilt, do you suppose?

- Indeed, Maitre!

You know they keep

the animal in the jail

with the other prisoners?

It's all according

to the book, Maitre:

- same quarters, same food

three times a day.

- Think on it, Courtois.

The animal has to have counsel,

the state pays your fee.

Now, gentlemen--

On the matter of the woman,

the one charged with witchery.

If I can satisfy the court

on the maleficium,

the business with the rats...

- do we have an arrangement?

- If you can disprove the rats...

then I think things would go

better for her on the other counts.

She would lose her land,

of course, and, uh--

What else can I say?

Not a great deal of witchery

in the city either, eh, Courtois?

Have you read the text?

The Ponthieu law

can be rather confounding.

Oh, I think the city lawyer

will adapt, a day at a time, Maitre.

[ Woman ]

Maria? Maria.!

[ Man ]

Excuse us, Maitre.

It's our pig.

They took our pig.

I, I thought

you couldn't, um--

I thought your religion

didn't allow it.

The maitre should not think

we eat only children.

We lost our religion many years ago,

and 1,000 miles away.

I am Mahmoud.

My sister is Samira.

- I can't help you.

- But we go to the court--

- I am not in their employ,

and I don't defend pigs.

- Maitre, this could work if we--

- God preserve us! They can't stay here.

- All right, Mathieu.

Our pig does not run free.

She is tied up all the time.

- Then they come to take her away.

- A black sow, prick ears...

marked on the nether part

of the eye and the mouth.

- Three witnesses saw your pig

by the church.

- They are lying to you.!

- [ Whispering In Arabic ]

- My sister says if it's money...

-she can get some little money.

- I'll bet she can.

Mathieu.! You've lost

your pig, that's all.

Leave the town, go away,

buy another one.

I did not go through all this

to become an advocate for pigs.

Do you want to talk about

the rats now, Maitre?

[ Albertus ] As long as I live,

I'll not believe a woman...

can fly through the air

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