Tulen morsian


Based on the true story of

Scandinavia's first witch hunts.


I hope our small island won't be -

too uncomfortable after Stockholm.

We have a lot to do.

I prepared these -

to brief you, Circuit Judge -

on our ways of doing things.

- Keep them.

I did not come here

to copy the past-

but to bring about changes.

Changes, Your Honour?

I fear our little land

has turned into -

a seething nest of witchcraft.


My water has broken.

Tear open the breach

Let the jawbones stretch

Open up the doors

to the granary of flesh

Old seer. Tell me

who stole my rye sheaves.

What is it?

Someone stole Ebba's rye sheaves.


Johan? Anders?

Ingborg? Kirstin?

Rebecca? Mats?

It is a pity-

that I studied in Uppsala -

not in Tartu.

We might have met earlier.


Your Honour.

- Has she no shame?

I am a poor wife,

I need my stolen sheaves.

Ulrica, you may go.

I'll look into it at

the winter assizes.


I can't keep us alive

with my granary of flesh.

My family'll starve to death!

- Any witnesses to the crime?

No. So I asked the beggar woman

Karin to divine the thief.

To divine the thief? -Yes.

But she saw no one.

I even asked the Bailiff along

to be a witness.

I will talk to him.

He's a good man -

not a village pussy ward.

Seriously looking for

a bride of his own.

Your Honour.

What is this divining?

Just an old tradition,

a harmless custom.

Someone divines

a thief or a murderer.

She can be right,

or she can be wrong.

Without judicial evidence -

anyone can be deemed guilty.

That's why we need laws

and proper trials.

No more heathen practices

and random accusations.

This island will now

enter modern times.

What's the new judge like?

Haven't seen him.

Perhaps I'll ask him

if I can be his maid, too.

We could share the maid's bed.

Guess what.

In my dream, I saw a man -

glistening in the sun.

- A beautiful dream.

He came towards me.

Then right up to me.

And his stem...

- You mustn't...

...pressed against me.

- You mustn't...

Don't you ever feel the urge?

The Reverend preaches that

innocent lambs will drown...

If they won't live piously

and in the fear of the Lord.

But Lovisa, it was no ordinary dream.

It was a sign, a premonition.

Sheep cannot swim.

Anna, they will all drown!

Valborg, please.

This one time only.

I will meet a man.

He's gorgeous. like a mountain.

Like a rock he rises in front of me

when 1 least expect it.

What do I need to do?

- It's not that clear.

It is one thing to know -

quite another to let people

use the knowledge.

Teach me. Tell me what I need.

Find a lovage root.

- Lovage.

Put the dried root in his pocket.

Tie a knot with your hair,

and light as a feather -

touch his bare, sweaty skin with it.

Keep the knot with you always,

against your breast.

Tell me more!

- I am tired.

Rakel gave birth today.

But I was with her

this very morning.

A pretty little girl.

You could've learned a lot today.

- I know. I'm sorry.

So sweet.


Valborg and I foretold

the future with tallow.

A golden, godlike man waits for me.

The image was so clear, so strong.

I can't hear to wait.

You'll get the best one

on this island.

You have a stain on your blouse.

A pretty face won't help you here.

Perhaps the Psilander family

needs help in the kitchen?

Who wouldn't want

to be the Judge's maid?

But I'd never have thought -

that the daughter of Valborg,

our all-knowing healer-

would leave her foster mother.

I've chosen my maids.

Who is this sweet girl...

Do you feel ill, Madam?

Lovisa! Pepper!

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