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Why do your wells dry up?

Why do your crops die?

Why do your children starve?

Because God is angry!

Angry at our pride.

We must pay penance.

Penance.

Penance.

God sends us drought to punish us.

God wants our devotion.

And you, good man, what will you offer God to bring back the rain?

Please, I have a family to feed.

I am poor. I have nothing left.

So offer your son.

-No, not my son. -No!

Not my son.

Then you shall pay penance.

Throw the knucklebones.

Three blacks!

God has spoken.

God shall have your ears, since you don't listen.

No!

NÉRO THE ASSASSIN

Stop. They'll see us.

Ferry or bridge?

-Surely the bridge. -Take the ferry.

We'll get rid of them there.

Tell him she wants to speak to him.

Tell Lothar we're taking the ferry.

Whoa. Whoa, there.

Coachman, who told you to stop?

My lady.

My lady?

My lady?

Yes.

We'll take the ferry road.

Are you sure?

Beyond the river, penitents are rife.

That does not worry me, Captain.

I trust in my valiant escort. Take the ferry.

Very well, my lady.

Take the ferry road.

The coachman!

The coachman was found unconscious.

It's Néro.

He has your daughter.

Who is this?

My daughter.

Stop it. Stop!

She's delightful.

-What's your name? -She doesn't speak.

Perla.

How will you get out of the carriage at the ferry?

You'll see.

So you have no plan?

I have you. That's enough.

You will hang.

So will she.

What a wonderful father you are.

Your father wanted to sell her to a witch.

And you believe in witches.

You don't know your father.

And by licking his boots, you know him better?

Horace?

Why have we…

Don't move.

We have no hand in all this.

Captain, I must take this child to Ségur.

Explain that to the judge.

Do you think I'll get a trial with what I know?

What do you know?

He had Corsini killed.

How?

A pact with a witch.

There are men coming.

It's them. Untie me.

I beg you. Let us go. They must not get their hands on her.

See this chain?

Try taking it off. It's enchanted.

Ugly, more like.

I killed your betrothed. Under your father's orders.

He was in the way of you marrying the prince.

Don't believe me? Go ahead.

Tell them you'll turn me in. See how they react.

I beg you. At least let me hide her.

Good work, Captain.

Are you alright, my dear? Are you hurt?

Seize Néro.

With all due respect, Lord Consul,

I shall take him to the judge.

I gave you a mission, Captain.

You were to take my daughter to Ségur for her wedding.

Néro claims he killed Tancrède.

Under your orders.

Come now, darling, he'll do anything to save his skin.

-Don't start… -A single thrust to the armpit.

I was paid in gold.

I even bought the same boots.

Hand him over, Captain.

That is an order. I won't say it twice.

Guards, you raise your weapons against your consul.

Is that a good idea?

Good.

Seize him and arrest the captain.

Boss, you're a dead man.

Where's your daughter?

Where is your daughter?

Answer me.

No! Perla, don't!

Perla!

Get back.

-Get back. -You'd kill your own daughter?

Who are you to talk?

I don't care about her. I've known her two days.

Drop your weapons!

Throw down your weapons!

You wouldn't dare.

No!

That was between the liver and the kidney.

The carotid is next.

Do as he says.

Kill him.

Throw down your weapons.

She comes too.

Come.

If I see your ugly faces following us, I'll kill your daughter too, Rochemort.

Go!

It's nothing.

Here. Press hard. Hard!

Don't move.

Take some root.

Eat this. Chew!

It'll take away the pain. Chew.

She's bleeding out!

Right.

How do you know where you struck?

It's my job.

Chew.

Sorry, I had no choice.

Yes, I got that.

Perfect.

No need to thank me for saving you.

My chain isn't so funny now, is it?

It's witchcraft.

If we show it to the Archbishop of Ségur, her father is dead.

I had other plans, but the archbishop burning him alive suits me.

You would work with Tancrède's killer?

We'll settle that later. The two of us. Man to man.

Huh? Oh, yes, of course.

A duel is the only way.

Classy too.

I will kill you.

Sure you will.

So long!

Bye, buddy!

See you soon!

What?

Good.

Now bring back my daughter.

-And the others? -I said no witnesses.

Kill them. All of them.

Not the girl.

Spare her the child.

I'll see you in Ségur.

So?

How is it knowing your father's a pig?

I don't know. Ask your daughter.

This is nice. Brings us closer.

I've lost everything and soon you will too.

Because I don't know how it works when your father is burnt for witchcraft.

When your property and palace get seized, where do you end up?

A convent? Prison? I have no idea.

Néro!

What is this?

Is this the river?

-The Apocalypse. -What?

The Seven Plagues.

War, famine, disease,

false prophets,

drought.

The fifth plague before the Messiah of Darkness.

-What's wrong? -There was a river here!

This was a river!

So this was your plan to escape my father's men?

Yes, we'd take the ferry across, cut the rope, and they'd be fucked.

Right…

We'll cross on foot or we'll get stuck.

Do you have any food? I'm hungry.

Please!

We're sorry, but we have nothing, good folk.

-Please, I have a family to feed. -So do I.

Whoa!

Fucking hell! What now?

Come on!

Go on.

-Come on. -Giddy up!

Come on! Giddy up!

Stop, your wound will open. Come on!

-Come on! -Giddy up!

How about some help?

You should come here.

We're leaving.

-And the horses? -Leave them.

Come on!

Keep moving.

Here, drink something.

What was that?

The forest.

It's dying.

The trees' hearts are as dry as those of men.

-The world is ending. -Give it a rest.

Show me.

Thanks.

Here.

-That hurts. -Pain means you're still alive.

Let's move.

The others won't rest. Come.

Is there a problem?

Let's go.

Now!

She's in pain. I must find some root.

What will they do with her in Ségur?

They'll protect her.

So your archbishop will pay me for saving her?

He's a good man.

-He rewards good deeds. -Don't fuck with me.

Why my daughter?

It's your blood.

Our blood?

You are the descendants of…

-Of whom? -A saint.

A very old saint. The archbishop will explain whom.

I'm the descendant of a saint?

-Huh? -Yes.

So that's why the one-eyed whore wants our blood?

Exactly.

Well, Perla's blood.

-So she doesn't care about mine? -Not one bit.

As long as your archbishop believes it, so this isn't for nothing.

What is this?

A message from the penitents.

Why do this?

Because they're insane.

They believe we aren't devoted enough. They say that's why there's no rain.

My God.

Come on.

What about my mother?

What about her?

Who is she?

Didn't Horace tell you?

No, he's not my father.

She was a prostitute.

Her name was Callista.

She was very kind.

She died.

-How? -I don't remember.

You don't remember?

Let's get this straight.

I never wanted kids.

I'm only here to help you.

Help me how?

-Horace is paying you. -Didn't I save you at the orphanage?

-You wanted to give me up. -I wanted to kill the witch.

To get back on side with your boss.

He didn't even want you.

You didn't even kill the witch.

A lousy father and an even lousier assassin.

-Where are you going? -To look for root.

To ease her pain. Or we'll never get anywhere.

I can walk.

And to shut her up. I prefer silence.

Where in God's name is he?

What do we do?

We wait.

He isn't coming back.

Really? Are you sure?

Yes.

Come along, Perla. Let's go.

What about me?

We don't need you.

Excuse me?

What do you expect me to do? Stay here alone in penitent territory?

No. I'm coming with you.

Well done.

You got me good.

From behind, like a pro.

You reap what you sow.

-On your feet. -If you think I'll go with you…

I could kill you here and now.

Your chain and your corpse are enough to condemn Rochemort for witchcraft.

Wait.

Please. Help me find my daughter.

She's in pain.

The root's for her.

You don't care about her.

Don't try to fool me.

Move.

I'm thirsty.

Stop complaining.

-No! -Yes, catch it!

Perla, no! It's dangerous.

Aren't you hungry?

She's here.

I'm sorry about Tancrède. Truly.

I know you were friends.

We were both soldiers. We don't decide…

I was a soldier. You're an assassin.

Two words, same job.

-We both kill. -Not for the same reasons.

You kill to make a bastard wealthy.

Her wound must have reopened.

Several horses came this way.

I'm sorry.

I couldn't find any food.

He's abandoned you.

He won't be back.

You'll never reach Ségur without him.

We should return to Lamartine.

The witch…

She mustn't get hold of her.

It's not only Perla's life at stake.

What else?

Nothing.

Find anything?

Come on.

Hungry?

-Give me your earrings. -They're worth a fortune.

Eat them then.

You're a piece of work.

Like your father.

How about your father?

He sold me to a witch and killed your lover.

Yours kidnapped me.

He left you at birth and he's doing it again.

I don't care.

I've known him two days.

It concerns a child.

A child in my care.

She must die.

Help me defeat evil.

Give me faith.

Give me strength.

She is the last descendant of the Devil.

Stop here.

They can't be far now.

We'll find them today.

Zineb?

Zineb!

My lady.

-Are you alright? -No.

Take me back to Lamartine.

Where's the girl?

I don't know.

I ran away. They'll be long gone by now.

Let her go.

Run!

Hurry!

Hurry!

Get up.

Get up.

What the hell have you done?

Why did you eat all that?

Hey, wake up!

Wake up!

You're a dead man.

First, we save my daughter.

Then I'll kill you.

My lord, we are thirsty.

My lord!

Have mercy, please.

Water, my lord!

We're thirsty!

Welcome to Ségur, Lord Consul.

Is the prince not here?

You'll see him tomorrow.

-No sooner? -No.

Unfortunately, he has much to do.

He could have made time for ten million ducats.

-A handsome dowry, is it not? -Indeed.

Speaking of your daughter, is she not here?

She's coming.

Please!

Would you help us? Please.

Someone is after us.

Please.

Take us to your village for a handsome reward.

Please.

You have nothing to fear.

Penance!

Penance!

Penance!

NÉRO THE ASSASSIN

Subtitle translation by: Laura Player