MIRCrew
Buona visione
LORRAINE PROVINCE, FRANCE 1693 AD.
Witch!
I should have killed you when I had the chance.
Enough!
I'm not the one who will die tonight.
Shall we begin with the hand that defiled me, so long ago?
Burn her!
-Burn them all! -No!
Witch!
NEW ORLEANS MUSEUM OF NATURAL HISTORY PRESENT DAY
Are you doing alright?
Pardon, my mind slipped away for a moment.
Bless you, dear.
-My mother sends her thanks. -Thank you.
She can breathe freely again.
Please give her this for a tea. It will help her regain her strength.
-Thank you. -You're welcome.
You must leave me now. Hurry, out the back!
Welcome, Bishop Grogan.
-What is this blasphemy? -Just healing herbs.
Lions mane to clean the blood.
St. John’s Wort to...
Your magic is forbidden by the church.
We've found the witch who plagues this village. Bind her hands!
Sit her down.
Leave us alone.
I must determine if this wench
is possessed by Satan.
Don't resist.
I'm here to cleanse your soul. Now tell me,
do you use this beauty to cast your spells on men?
Now your face matches your soul.
Confess, you, witch!
Are you a virgin or a harlot?
Perhaps you've taken the devil himself as your lover.
I will soon know your secrets.
Observe this harlot's shame for all to see!
She is now exiled as a witch.
If she ever returns, she is to be burned alive at the stake.
-Stone her! -Witch, go away!...
Mark my words. If it's a witch you seek,
it's a witch you shall have.
The hands that defiled my flesh will be torn from your body!
No, stop! Stay back! Stay back!
Stay back!
We know this is part of your witchery.
Show me how it works!
Hurry up, witch! Or hurry to your death.
Who did that bone belong to?
Well then, use it.
Show me!
-Give me the order and I'll shoot! -No!
She must die by fire, not by musket.
What's going on?
She's crazy.
Witch!
Devil's bride.
-She speaks in the devil's tongue. -I don't care.
All screams sounds alike when one burns at the stake.
Are you alright, my queen?
Farewell, my dear...
Remember how they shamed you?
Left you for dead?
Now you want to accept the Lord, do you?
It's too damn late.
Bloody witch!
-She doesn't die. -What's happening?
-Her magic protects her! -She doesn't have to fear death!
-The witch still is alive! -Silence!
If she won't die, at least she will live without her head!
VATICAN CITY, ROME
Thank you, Monsignore, that's it.