The Hexer (2002–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - Dolina Kwiatow - full transcript
The Valley of Flowers (7)
- Jaskier!!!
- Geralt! What brings you to Novigrad?
- Shopping. I must buy some equipment.
- What a city, Geralt!
Only here a man can take a deep breath. Banks, pawnshops, city markets, harbors, warehouses, workshops and whore-houses and scaffolds, gibbets, and temples.
- Who is the boss here?
- They elect a Hierarch, but the priests are in charge ? correctly Guardians of Holy Fire. But let?s not speak about this ? this is very dangerous subject. Wait.
But let?s not speak about this ? this is very dangerous subject.
Wait.
- You traitor! You rogue!
- I beg you, I beg you! Vespula, do not believe gossips. She only had fainted, and I revived her.
- Revived her! ? You vagabond, you stinking slipper! Get out of this street! Begone!
- Oh Holy Fire! Vespula calm down! People are laughing.
- What is going on?
- The usual.
- Take that your rags and go away, get out of my sight, you pathetic castrati.
- This is not mine.
- You drunkard, you hoarse pheasant. Pheasant, birdie, oh little, tiny bird.
- Let?s go away, Jaskier. Your relationship passes a serious crisis.
- It?s finished already. I am waiting only when she is going to throw my?Oh Mother no! Not my lute! We can go now.
- What have you done?
- Normally. She requires faithfulness, but she tosses me somebody?s pants. Let?s go to the tavern.
- Oh! One more scoundrel. Look at him ? he?s pale. Firmly because of profligacy.
- Jaskier, I have forgotten how is it with you.
- I welcome you and greet you Tavernier. Maestro Jaskier ? the greatest poet in this country has visited your miserable haunt. Do you appreciate the honor which I make to you?
- I appreciate. Thank you, poet. You?ve promised to drop in to me in the morning and pay for your yesterday?s excesses.
- Give us beer now. We shall chat about money later.
- We are going to chat now. Credit has just finished.
- Do you have money, Geralt??
- No, I?ve spent everything.
- It? not good. Not good. There is nobody yet? Barkeep! Why is here so empty?
- There is nobody besides Biberveldt ? the trader, who has breakfast in the big alcove.
- Dainty, it is you? You should have told me earlier. Let?s go there. Do you know Dainty Biberveldt, the halfling?
Hello Dainty!
- Hello Jaskier!
- You have hiccup. You get scared of hexer. You are right. The hunting season for halflings has begun.
- Sorry my friend, Jaskier has experienced hard moments and he is trying to mask his sorrow by joke.
- Vespula has thrown you out at last?
- It?s very delicate subject. Unless you want to listen.
- No, I don?t. Sit down (if you need to).
- Usually I don?t eat so early, but for you I?ll make an exception. We will eat, but not on empty stomach.
Hey Barkeep! Beer! Please.
- What is your purpose in Novigrad, sir?
- This is Geralt of Rivia. Bugaboo of bloodsuckers, werewolves and all other filth.
- Are you hunting for monsters, sir?
- No.
- That?s good.
- ?Good? will be if you join to us, Dainty. We have very rich plans of entertainment. But our pockets are empty. What do you think about outing to ?Passiflora?? The best whore-house.
What do you think about outing to ?Passiflora?? The best whore-house.
- ?Passiflora? is for humans only.
- I don?t go there, Jaskier. It?s time to leave this place.
- Are you nuts?! We have spoken about this for a few days.
- Thief! Defend yourself!
- Release me!
- Czeska, call guards!
- We must talk before.
- Do not call anybody! I am doppleganger. Your friend. Silver chain?
- It?s him. He was Biberveldt a while ago.
- Geralt, what is this?
- This is a mimic.
- You are mimic. I?m doppler (doppleganger). My name is Tellico Lunngrevink Letorte. For my friends ? Dudu.
- You will sing differently when I punch your trunk, Dudu. Where are my horses? Gentlemen ? I had led 12 horses to a market, and I hired him to guard horses at night. / He looked differently, but it?s him.
- Stop talking and let?s call the guards. Priests hate dopplers. They?ll burn you on a stake. You thief.
- Leave!
Doppler... Does it mean that he can be anybody he wants?
- Yes, it has many names - imitator, mimic, vexling. He can imitate so perfectly, that it?s hard to distinguish.
But this is not an illusion ? this is perfect change of matter.
- What you did with the money?
- I invested. Money can?t lie. I bought 500 bushels of condiments. Herbs, spices, oils and bee's wax.
- Jaskier! Check his pockets.
- But I?m disgusted.
- Oh, don?t say. When I imitated Vespulla yesterday, you weren?t disgusted.
- You are liar!
- Would you like to hear how it was, my sparkle?
- Shut up!
- Jaskier, does it mean that you with Dudu? I?ll write a ballad.
- You know something, Geralt? ? A Friend in need is a friend indeed. I don?t like this city any more. I?m going with you.
- You pigs! Oh no! May be you all are mimics and dopplers. You will not escape.
- We are already dead. They are going to burn or hang up us.
- Let?s run away. Dainty, you will stay. Tell them that it was our fault. You will shirk somehow.
- Look at him ? he has found friends.
- Gentlemen he is right! You?ll go politely. We are calm.
- But where is the stuff?
- In a warehouse.
- They are coming behind us.
- Don?t look back. Who is coming?
- Two guys from Chapelle?s secret service ? governor of security affairs.
- Take Dudu on your hands. Dudu ? what do you see?
- They stopped but they are staring at us.
- Let?s turn.
- What is going on?
- Wait, I have horse here.
- Stay calm.
- Release me, Jaskier. You don?t need me. Together we have no chances.
- I don?t know. You will talk too much? You can even imitate me and spoil my reputation.
- Your reputation can?t be spoiled, Jaskier. I won?t talk and frolic. I promise.
- Oh mummy! It?s Chapelle.
- Hold it Jaskier.
- Don?t take out your weapon, because they?ll kill us.
- Listen to me! When it starts you will get on the horse and run away.
- Honorable Chapelle.
- Mr. Jaskier, talented poet. Geralt of Rivia ? famous Witcher. And the third one?
- It?s a rare species of ape, Sir, anthropoidal, it performs on exhibitions.
- I?d be willing to think, that is a vexling. But it?s obvious that any monster wouldn't approach Novigrad?s walls
We are protected against monsters by Eternal Flame, which burns dirty ones and blasphemers.
That?s why I haven?t believed the Innkeeper and the trader Biberleldt. I?ve concluded that they blasphemers and I?ve locked them in dungeon.
What are you going to do?
- We are going to leave.
- You would be halted at tolls. I think that?s very unfortunate that somebody has reported on you.
- How come?
- A woman - Vespulla, the florist, has declared, that you had blasphemed against Fire and you had made fun of our faith. Others confirm that. What a bad luck. Very bad. So, let?s go than.
What a bad luck. Very bad. So, let?s go then.
- Honorable Chapelle. You are a very reasonable man. If you heard anything about me, you know that your idea must be checked in practice.
You are standing too close ? do you know that?s bad luck?
I?m going to cut your head in a while and kill your guards.
Don?t move! They will catch me but Jaskier and the little one will escape. Or maybe they will not escape.
A new ?Chapelle? will appear over your dead body ? and what then?
But at that point, it won?t be important to you, who do you think?
- You are not joking.
- No. I think you have no move. Nobody will know ? I promise. I always hold my word.
- It was nice to meet you ? gentlemen. Geralt ? I hope that someday we will?
- I won?t return here. Now you?ll escort us to the tolls.
- Should we release him? He will return.
- But what should we do? It?s no difference if we?ll release him or not.
- You will leave me here?
- We are going to stay here for a night. You can stay with us if you want to. You should go catch some fish.
Dudu ? what are you now?
- I am the otter.
- You know what? Let?s travel together. It will be great life. We will have food.
If we need to we could have two Witchers. Do you know how many women we could love. Without troubles, quarrels and obligations.
- You might like it. You didn't ask for my opinion. You are scoundrel, Jaskier.
- OK, no means no. You talk like Vespulla.
- Leave him alone. He?s not in a good mood.
- Would you like to change with me for always? I?ll be you, and you?ll be a Doppler. Than you?ll have everything you want.
- What a question?! Sure, I want to.
- Are you sure.
- No, I was joking.
- You should try to live like me. In human?s world I am a monster. But in fact I?m not a monster. I
I play pranks a little, but only a little. Is it bad that I want to be better or stronger sometimes? Is it bad that I imitate somebody who can live without a fear?
- He is right. I know something about it. People don?t forgive this. They think that they are one and only, unique.
You are an enemy to them. You discover their own secrets. They are afraid of you.
- Not many of us have survived. How is it possible that gnomes, dwarf and halflifngs could survive? Even elves. But we couldn?t.
- Dudu, I know. You can copy only that what?s good in humans. Because you don?t understand bad things. If you were the Governor could you sentence to death?
- No, I couldn?t.
- That?s why you lose.
- I live how I can. I will go back to Novigrad. I wish I could go with you both.
- So go with us! You don?t have to imitate anybody. We will share our poorness.
- Dainty is in prison. I?ll release him. Thank you, Geralt. You were the one who behaved like a friend. Like good a man. Unselfishly.
- Have I got any interests?
- Sure.
- How will you go back?
- The ravens are the best. They are respected everywhere. People are afraid of them. I?m cold. I?ve lost the habit.
- Sleep Dudu. We?ll heat each other.
And what, my brother? Do you fly with us?
- Far away to the south. On the end of the world. I don?t know if ever. If it's bad there then fly to us.
- Nice guy. Have you seen that he sat on my shoulder? I can?t wait any more.
Where are we going?
- Jaskier, be brave. I?ve told you ? we are going far away, where the power of humans is fading.
- But why? I don?t understand. It?s madness. We?re going to die of hunger.
- You?ll revive soon. We are going to enter to a beautiful land. There are simple good people there; The settlers. It's different there.
- Simple people... So I won?t be able to earn money. And I think you too.
- We won?t die of hunger. Sometimes it must be done ? go far away, purify.
- I am already purified. Absolutely. Why are you without a bow? You could hunt something.
- We are not allowed. This isn?t honorable.
- But you are allowed to live?
Dol Blathanna ? The Valley of Flowers. Beautiful. Is this for us? But we didn?t want this.
Beautiful.
Is this for us? But we didn?t want this.
- Your health! Today everything is for free.
- How come?
- Today is Kazimir?s Day. It?s custom, Sir. Every house is opened. There isn?t even a host. You can enter and eat all you want.
- Only one day a year?
- Yeah. But we are very hospitable and news-curious people.
- Have you ever heard about Witchers?
- Speak louder ? alderman is a little deaf.
- They?re Witchers! They?re looking for a job! They beat bloodsuckers and phantoms. For money. Professionally.
- Aaa, Witchers. You should have told me in the beginning.
- Is here any job? Does something bother you?
- My back-aches.
- Speak people! They won?t come to an understanding with grandpa.
- Bull shit. I?m in charge here. The worst are the elves in the mountains. Every bad thing comes from there.
- Ghosts. You won?t find the way to home when you are drunk.
- Bats. Bogies.
- The witch files on a broomstick.
- They spoil a milk, sons of the bitch!
- Somebody walks in nights and fucks women. Catch him!
- The truth is that there is no job for you here. The elves are too close.
The elves killed every other foul creature and reptile around. They are poor now... They are starving.
- Say something. Relieve yourself.
- But I? m saying nothing.
- We are not going to earn money.
- I?ve tried to sing them but they are drudges. They get up in the dawn and work till dusk. Later they sleep. They need farm-hands.
- Why not, if it will be necessary.
- You must be kidding.
Somebody is driving behind us. On a cart.
- Wow, what do you say - on a cart.
- You are funny. A Witcher, yet funny.
- Gods? glory.
- We glorify them too.
- I?ve been in lower village when you were talking with Alderman. I?ve job for you, sir. A Serious job.
- What job?
- We should not talk on a road. Let?s go to the lower village. Get on the cart. Your horses will rest.
- Good soil.
- You are right. On this soil everything grows great. This is The Valley of Flowers.
We?ve expelled elves from this place. They cultivated nothing here.
They only tended stags, fallow deers and goats.
- How do you live with elves?
- We don?t meddle with each other. They live alone, and we live alone.
- They are starving. Can?t you share with them?
- We could share, but they don?t want.
- Why?.
- Who knows? They are like they are.
- Thank you for the treat. How can I help you? Speak to me!
- So, there is a field. We spread on it hemp, grain and flax. This is a big field ? it reaches to the forest. It?s stubble now, after harvest.
- You don?t have beer?
- We don?t drink. It?s forbidden.
- Who has forbidden?
- We have. This is end of the world. We must keep watch day and night.
- Elves attack?
- No, not yet.
- And they are right to do so. You don't brew bear!?
- What is on that field?
- Devil.
- Devils don?t exist.
- Tell me everything. How does that devil look and what he does?
- He causes damage.
Devil?s appeared two years ago. We gave him all he needed. He wasn?t harmed. He exterminated moles and scared away birds. He ate caterpillar. It?s true that he ate cabbage too, like a devil.
Now he runs wild, like somebody who has shit in head.
He messes up our wells, scares girls, steals everything. He?s damaged our dyke. Son of the bitch. He had been smoking in a haystack and he burned all the hay.
- And what do I have to do? Kill him?
- No killing. Expel him, that?s all.
- Deal?
- I want to see him first.
- He sits in bushes over the water during a day.
- Are we crazy? Maybe I?m only dreaming now? Are we really searching for a devil in this backwood? This is madness!
- They gave him an oblation.
- No, no, no. Let?s go away. Let?s go back. I have enough.
- What do you want? Go away or I?ll toss you.
- Be polite you fathead.
- Say nothing, Jaskier!
- Good. Where is your hurdy-gurdy?
- Shut up! There aren?t jokes.
- Jokes. I?ll joke. I?ll give you balls of steel. Take them. Jokes. I?m fathead, so take it from fathead.
- I?ve thought that I would be safe with you. But you were too busy laughing.
- I didn?t ask you to go with me. You didn?t take my advice, so you must suffer now.
- Mr. Withers, Mr. Nettle ? I?m waiting for explanations.
- Forgive us, Sir. We were ashamed to confess. We?ve wanted to outsmart the devil.
- How?
- We do like it?s written in the book.
- Let me see that book.
- This is our granny. She knows the book. And Lille.
- The oldest writing. It?s based on elves? rune and dwarfs? hieroglyphics. On all gods! Where did you get this book? Granny!? Could you read these runes?
Granny!? Could you read these runes?
- No! I can?t but I know what that pictures mean.
- Granny knows what is in that book. She teaches the young girl. When she dies, the young one will know everything that granny knew.
- What?s written here?
- Ox with horns or Taurus. By ignoramus', it?s wrongly called: bison. It has horns. It Mills grain.
- Very good. And this?
- Witcher, also called hexer (Wiedzmin). It?s dangerous to summon him, but it?s necessary when you fight against monsters. Don?t touch hexer! Cause one may become mangy.
Cause one may become mangy.
- That?s enough, Granny. Thank you.
- No, no, no. Speak, Granny.
- Girls should be hidden from him, because a hexer is very lustful.
- All is correct.
- You?d better speak what?s in that book about devils.
- Devil, also called diabolos or satanael. He?s very dangerous for people and animals. If you want to expel him from town you must take a three fists of nuts and mix it with steel balls.
- You stupid people! Why did you give him so many steel balls?!
- Oh, he had gone mad when he had bitten a ball.
- Why do you give him oblation in grains?
- Don?t ask her for anything. She is strange, and won?t answer you.
- Go home. Lille, take Granny.
- Do you hide her from people? Are you afraid?
- True. This is prophet of druids. Very smart. Don?t tell anybody. If only the governor knows?
- Do not be afraid, I am Witcher.
- Granny has forbidden to kill the devil. But Granny says what Lille told her. Lille doesn?t allow us to hurt anybody. Even a fly. We listen to her. We have asked her if we could hire you.
- And?
- She said through Granny that she must see you earlier.
- And?
- She?s agreed. We can recognize that.
- Stop equivocate. I don?t understand something here. You have lived with devil and it was good . What has happened, that you want ?
What do you want at all? He mustn?t be hurt, so he must be liked.
- In the past it was only stupid jokes, but now he wants a lot of grain and other goods. He says that he?ll burn us if we don?t give it to him. It?s obvious he can?t eat this. We?re afraid that we won?t have enough to pay taxes. We had gathered to kill him, but Lille didn?t allow. And now she says that you should?
. We?re afraid that we won?t have enough to pay taxes. We had gathered to kill him, but Lille didn?t allow. And now she says that you should?
- And what I have to do?
- You could reason with him.
- Geralt! Geralt! I?m not going farther. Go alone.
- Hey! Hey! Let me see you, diablo!
- You are diablo.
- So what, Devil?
- You are devil! What do you want?!
- Talk with you.
- Do you think I?m stupid? You have been hired by peasants.
- That?s true. I?ve a good idea: I won?t hurt you, and you?ll go away without pressure.
- Put it to your? you know where. I won?t go anywhere. I like this place.
- You?ve made too much trouble. You rob peasants, so they must defend themselves. If they don?t have enough to pay taxes, the case will find way to the steward or governor, and it will be the end of this farce.
- So you don?t know peasants? They are always injured, fuck'en skinflints.
- I thought you are smarter. One should not ride one?s horses into the ground because it can't ride anymore. Why do you need so much of grain?
- Why do you care about this? Get out of here, you dogcatcher!
- It?s true that you are a fathead.
- Do you want to get hit by a ball from fathead?
- Do unto others as you would have others Do unto you.
- Take the corn.
- You?ve made a good job, Torque.
- That?s not enough. Look at that bean ? how huge it is.
- Geralt! Are you alright?
We?ll make oil.
- And this?
- Flax. Flax-seed for making sheets. Shirt could be made of it.
- You should get the seedlings. Those have wasted. Nothing has grown.
- No! Filavandrel has forbidden.
- What do you want from us? Release us. I?m Jaskier ? the poet.
- Have you heard? The ape can speak. He?s insolent.
- Gag him!
- Say something more, ape!
- You like to kick tied one. Ease yourself.
- I?d already eased, when I hit your head.
- From behind? Everything is right. You are like a hyena, which feeds carrion.
- You are already a carcass.
- Not already. Wait a while, you hyena.
- Leave him, Toruviel!
- Leave us! Leave my lute!
- Tell her to stop.
- You should be impaled on a cow?s horn. What are you looking at? Should I pluck out your eyes?
- Don?t kill!
-
- She?s kicked like she lost her mind She?s even broken my lute.
- You bite even then you are tied up..
- I didn?t want this. I?ve told them to spare your life.
- They can?t leave witnesses.
- What witnesses?
- Our friend, Torque, delivers grain, plants and everything is needed to the elves. Is it true?
- They are starving. You can?t imagine how much. Jaskier, you could steal for them too.
- You must accept our decision with dignity. We must kill you. It?s necessary.
- It?s abhorrence. Instead of stealing, you should agree with humans. They?ll share with you.
- We want nothing from humans. We don?t rob them. This land is ours. The Valley of Flowers ? Dol Platanna.
It was always ours. You robbed us and exiled us to the mountains. To the end of the world. We are starving and dying there.
- Kim jestes?
- I am Filavandrel aen Fidhail from Silver Towers. From Feleohords? clan.
- So you must be somebody important but you can?t understand that the world has changed.
You lead your people to the doom. You don?t want to help them.
You were hurt by humans. I know it very well. But it?s not time for pride. If you want to survive, to save them, you have to agree ? try at least.
- With you, never.
- You are pathetic. With these bags of grain, blind pride and hate. You know that?s the end. Nothing will grow on barren plateau.
Nothing will survive you. Only your bitterniss will remain with you. You're not doing this for some sort of victory, but for pride.
- Time will show.
- Save at least him. He is innocent. He?s closer to you than you think.
- Should I tie your eyes?
- Go away, old man! I want to see the sky.
- No! Have you lost your mind? You?ve promised.
- I can?t. I can?t take a risk.
- You won?t kill anybody here! Go away! You must kill me first.
- Be reasonable. If we don?t kill them, humans will find out everything about you. They will catch and kill you.
- So, they?ll kill me. But I don?t kill anybody. Go away or I?ll tell humans by myself.
- You wanted this.
Come with us. We need you. Don?t leave us....Eternal one...
- Toruviel forgive me. I was blinded by anger.
- Farewell strange man. Maybe we will meet again someday. When we will go down to the valleys to die proudly.
- What was she talking about?
- About hope. She was talking that everything renews and stops to renew.
- Nothing more?
- And something important, but I didn?t understand.
- Not for everybody?
- No. I?ll go farther.
- There is no farther. There is elves? land.
- And what is even farther? The world doesn?t end on humans and elves. It?s bigger. Maybe better.
- Jaskier!!!
- Geralt! What brings you to Novigrad?
- Shopping. I must buy some equipment.
- What a city, Geralt!
Only here a man can take a deep breath. Banks, pawnshops, city markets, harbors, warehouses, workshops and whore-houses and scaffolds, gibbets, and temples.
- Who is the boss here?
- They elect a Hierarch, but the priests are in charge ? correctly Guardians of Holy Fire. But let?s not speak about this ? this is very dangerous subject. Wait.
But let?s not speak about this ? this is very dangerous subject.
Wait.
- You traitor! You rogue!
- I beg you, I beg you! Vespula, do not believe gossips. She only had fainted, and I revived her.
- Revived her! ? You vagabond, you stinking slipper! Get out of this street! Begone!
- Oh Holy Fire! Vespula calm down! People are laughing.
- What is going on?
- The usual.
- Take that your rags and go away, get out of my sight, you pathetic castrati.
- This is not mine.
- You drunkard, you hoarse pheasant. Pheasant, birdie, oh little, tiny bird.
- Let?s go away, Jaskier. Your relationship passes a serious crisis.
- It?s finished already. I am waiting only when she is going to throw my?Oh Mother no! Not my lute! We can go now.
- What have you done?
- Normally. She requires faithfulness, but she tosses me somebody?s pants. Let?s go to the tavern.
- Oh! One more scoundrel. Look at him ? he?s pale. Firmly because of profligacy.
- Jaskier, I have forgotten how is it with you.
- I welcome you and greet you Tavernier. Maestro Jaskier ? the greatest poet in this country has visited your miserable haunt. Do you appreciate the honor which I make to you?
- I appreciate. Thank you, poet. You?ve promised to drop in to me in the morning and pay for your yesterday?s excesses.
- Give us beer now. We shall chat about money later.
- We are going to chat now. Credit has just finished.
- Do you have money, Geralt??
- No, I?ve spent everything.
- It? not good. Not good. There is nobody yet? Barkeep! Why is here so empty?
- There is nobody besides Biberveldt ? the trader, who has breakfast in the big alcove.
- Dainty, it is you? You should have told me earlier. Let?s go there. Do you know Dainty Biberveldt, the halfling?
Hello Dainty!
- Hello Jaskier!
- You have hiccup. You get scared of hexer. You are right. The hunting season for halflings has begun.
- Sorry my friend, Jaskier has experienced hard moments and he is trying to mask his sorrow by joke.
- Vespula has thrown you out at last?
- It?s very delicate subject. Unless you want to listen.
- No, I don?t. Sit down (if you need to).
- Usually I don?t eat so early, but for you I?ll make an exception. We will eat, but not on empty stomach.
Hey Barkeep! Beer! Please.
- What is your purpose in Novigrad, sir?
- This is Geralt of Rivia. Bugaboo of bloodsuckers, werewolves and all other filth.
- Are you hunting for monsters, sir?
- No.
- That?s good.
- ?Good? will be if you join to us, Dainty. We have very rich plans of entertainment. But our pockets are empty. What do you think about outing to ?Passiflora?? The best whore-house.
What do you think about outing to ?Passiflora?? The best whore-house.
- ?Passiflora? is for humans only.
- I don?t go there, Jaskier. It?s time to leave this place.
- Are you nuts?! We have spoken about this for a few days.
- Thief! Defend yourself!
- Release me!
- Czeska, call guards!
- We must talk before.
- Do not call anybody! I am doppleganger. Your friend. Silver chain?
- It?s him. He was Biberveldt a while ago.
- Geralt, what is this?
- This is a mimic.
- You are mimic. I?m doppler (doppleganger). My name is Tellico Lunngrevink Letorte. For my friends ? Dudu.
- You will sing differently when I punch your trunk, Dudu. Where are my horses? Gentlemen ? I had led 12 horses to a market, and I hired him to guard horses at night. / He looked differently, but it?s him.
- Stop talking and let?s call the guards. Priests hate dopplers. They?ll burn you on a stake. You thief.
- Leave!
Doppler... Does it mean that he can be anybody he wants?
- Yes, it has many names - imitator, mimic, vexling. He can imitate so perfectly, that it?s hard to distinguish.
But this is not an illusion ? this is perfect change of matter.
- What you did with the money?
- I invested. Money can?t lie. I bought 500 bushels of condiments. Herbs, spices, oils and bee's wax.
- Jaskier! Check his pockets.
- But I?m disgusted.
- Oh, don?t say. When I imitated Vespulla yesterday, you weren?t disgusted.
- You are liar!
- Would you like to hear how it was, my sparkle?
- Shut up!
- Jaskier, does it mean that you with Dudu? I?ll write a ballad.
- You know something, Geralt? ? A Friend in need is a friend indeed. I don?t like this city any more. I?m going with you.
- You pigs! Oh no! May be you all are mimics and dopplers. You will not escape.
- We are already dead. They are going to burn or hang up us.
- Let?s run away. Dainty, you will stay. Tell them that it was our fault. You will shirk somehow.
- Look at him ? he has found friends.
- Gentlemen he is right! You?ll go politely. We are calm.
- But where is the stuff?
- In a warehouse.
- They are coming behind us.
- Don?t look back. Who is coming?
- Two guys from Chapelle?s secret service ? governor of security affairs.
- Take Dudu on your hands. Dudu ? what do you see?
- They stopped but they are staring at us.
- Let?s turn.
- What is going on?
- Wait, I have horse here.
- Stay calm.
- Release me, Jaskier. You don?t need me. Together we have no chances.
- I don?t know. You will talk too much? You can even imitate me and spoil my reputation.
- Your reputation can?t be spoiled, Jaskier. I won?t talk and frolic. I promise.
- Oh mummy! It?s Chapelle.
- Hold it Jaskier.
- Don?t take out your weapon, because they?ll kill us.
- Listen to me! When it starts you will get on the horse and run away.
- Honorable Chapelle.
- Mr. Jaskier, talented poet. Geralt of Rivia ? famous Witcher. And the third one?
- It?s a rare species of ape, Sir, anthropoidal, it performs on exhibitions.
- I?d be willing to think, that is a vexling. But it?s obvious that any monster wouldn't approach Novigrad?s walls
We are protected against monsters by Eternal Flame, which burns dirty ones and blasphemers.
That?s why I haven?t believed the Innkeeper and the trader Biberleldt. I?ve concluded that they blasphemers and I?ve locked them in dungeon.
What are you going to do?
- We are going to leave.
- You would be halted at tolls. I think that?s very unfortunate that somebody has reported on you.
- How come?
- A woman - Vespulla, the florist, has declared, that you had blasphemed against Fire and you had made fun of our faith. Others confirm that. What a bad luck. Very bad. So, let?s go than.
What a bad luck. Very bad. So, let?s go then.
- Honorable Chapelle. You are a very reasonable man. If you heard anything about me, you know that your idea must be checked in practice.
You are standing too close ? do you know that?s bad luck?
I?m going to cut your head in a while and kill your guards.
Don?t move! They will catch me but Jaskier and the little one will escape. Or maybe they will not escape.
A new ?Chapelle? will appear over your dead body ? and what then?
But at that point, it won?t be important to you, who do you think?
- You are not joking.
- No. I think you have no move. Nobody will know ? I promise. I always hold my word.
- It was nice to meet you ? gentlemen. Geralt ? I hope that someday we will?
- I won?t return here. Now you?ll escort us to the tolls.
- Should we release him? He will return.
- But what should we do? It?s no difference if we?ll release him or not.
- You will leave me here?
- We are going to stay here for a night. You can stay with us if you want to. You should go catch some fish.
Dudu ? what are you now?
- I am the otter.
- You know what? Let?s travel together. It will be great life. We will have food.
If we need to we could have two Witchers. Do you know how many women we could love. Without troubles, quarrels and obligations.
- You might like it. You didn't ask for my opinion. You are scoundrel, Jaskier.
- OK, no means no. You talk like Vespulla.
- Leave him alone. He?s not in a good mood.
- Would you like to change with me for always? I?ll be you, and you?ll be a Doppler. Than you?ll have everything you want.
- What a question?! Sure, I want to.
- Are you sure.
- No, I was joking.
- You should try to live like me. In human?s world I am a monster. But in fact I?m not a monster. I
I play pranks a little, but only a little. Is it bad that I want to be better or stronger sometimes? Is it bad that I imitate somebody who can live without a fear?
- He is right. I know something about it. People don?t forgive this. They think that they are one and only, unique.
You are an enemy to them. You discover their own secrets. They are afraid of you.
- Not many of us have survived. How is it possible that gnomes, dwarf and halflifngs could survive? Even elves. But we couldn?t.
- Dudu, I know. You can copy only that what?s good in humans. Because you don?t understand bad things. If you were the Governor could you sentence to death?
- No, I couldn?t.
- That?s why you lose.
- I live how I can. I will go back to Novigrad. I wish I could go with you both.
- So go with us! You don?t have to imitate anybody. We will share our poorness.
- Dainty is in prison. I?ll release him. Thank you, Geralt. You were the one who behaved like a friend. Like good a man. Unselfishly.
- Have I got any interests?
- Sure.
- How will you go back?
- The ravens are the best. They are respected everywhere. People are afraid of them. I?m cold. I?ve lost the habit.
- Sleep Dudu. We?ll heat each other.
And what, my brother? Do you fly with us?
- Far away to the south. On the end of the world. I don?t know if ever. If it's bad there then fly to us.
- Nice guy. Have you seen that he sat on my shoulder? I can?t wait any more.
Where are we going?
- Jaskier, be brave. I?ve told you ? we are going far away, where the power of humans is fading.
- But why? I don?t understand. It?s madness. We?re going to die of hunger.
- You?ll revive soon. We are going to enter to a beautiful land. There are simple good people there; The settlers. It's different there.
- Simple people... So I won?t be able to earn money. And I think you too.
- We won?t die of hunger. Sometimes it must be done ? go far away, purify.
- I am already purified. Absolutely. Why are you without a bow? You could hunt something.
- We are not allowed. This isn?t honorable.
- But you are allowed to live?
Dol Blathanna ? The Valley of Flowers. Beautiful. Is this for us? But we didn?t want this.
Beautiful.
Is this for us? But we didn?t want this.
- Your health! Today everything is for free.
- How come?
- Today is Kazimir?s Day. It?s custom, Sir. Every house is opened. There isn?t even a host. You can enter and eat all you want.
- Only one day a year?
- Yeah. But we are very hospitable and news-curious people.
- Have you ever heard about Witchers?
- Speak louder ? alderman is a little deaf.
- They?re Witchers! They?re looking for a job! They beat bloodsuckers and phantoms. For money. Professionally.
- Aaa, Witchers. You should have told me in the beginning.
- Is here any job? Does something bother you?
- My back-aches.
- Speak people! They won?t come to an understanding with grandpa.
- Bull shit. I?m in charge here. The worst are the elves in the mountains. Every bad thing comes from there.
- Ghosts. You won?t find the way to home when you are drunk.
- Bats. Bogies.
- The witch files on a broomstick.
- They spoil a milk, sons of the bitch!
- Somebody walks in nights and fucks women. Catch him!
- The truth is that there is no job for you here. The elves are too close.
The elves killed every other foul creature and reptile around. They are poor now... They are starving.
- Say something. Relieve yourself.
- But I? m saying nothing.
- We are not going to earn money.
- I?ve tried to sing them but they are drudges. They get up in the dawn and work till dusk. Later they sleep. They need farm-hands.
- Why not, if it will be necessary.
- You must be kidding.
Somebody is driving behind us. On a cart.
- Wow, what do you say - on a cart.
- You are funny. A Witcher, yet funny.
- Gods? glory.
- We glorify them too.
- I?ve been in lower village when you were talking with Alderman. I?ve job for you, sir. A Serious job.
- What job?
- We should not talk on a road. Let?s go to the lower village. Get on the cart. Your horses will rest.
- Good soil.
- You are right. On this soil everything grows great. This is The Valley of Flowers.
We?ve expelled elves from this place. They cultivated nothing here.
They only tended stags, fallow deers and goats.
- How do you live with elves?
- We don?t meddle with each other. They live alone, and we live alone.
- They are starving. Can?t you share with them?
- We could share, but they don?t want.
- Why?.
- Who knows? They are like they are.
- Thank you for the treat. How can I help you? Speak to me!
- So, there is a field. We spread on it hemp, grain and flax. This is a big field ? it reaches to the forest. It?s stubble now, after harvest.
- You don?t have beer?
- We don?t drink. It?s forbidden.
- Who has forbidden?
- We have. This is end of the world. We must keep watch day and night.
- Elves attack?
- No, not yet.
- And they are right to do so. You don't brew bear!?
- What is on that field?
- Devil.
- Devils don?t exist.
- Tell me everything. How does that devil look and what he does?
- He causes damage.
Devil?s appeared two years ago. We gave him all he needed. He wasn?t harmed. He exterminated moles and scared away birds. He ate caterpillar. It?s true that he ate cabbage too, like a devil.
Now he runs wild, like somebody who has shit in head.
He messes up our wells, scares girls, steals everything. He?s damaged our dyke. Son of the bitch. He had been smoking in a haystack and he burned all the hay.
- And what do I have to do? Kill him?
- No killing. Expel him, that?s all.
- Deal?
- I want to see him first.
- He sits in bushes over the water during a day.
- Are we crazy? Maybe I?m only dreaming now? Are we really searching for a devil in this backwood? This is madness!
- They gave him an oblation.
- No, no, no. Let?s go away. Let?s go back. I have enough.
- What do you want? Go away or I?ll toss you.
- Be polite you fathead.
- Say nothing, Jaskier!
- Good. Where is your hurdy-gurdy?
- Shut up! There aren?t jokes.
- Jokes. I?ll joke. I?ll give you balls of steel. Take them. Jokes. I?m fathead, so take it from fathead.
- I?ve thought that I would be safe with you. But you were too busy laughing.
- I didn?t ask you to go with me. You didn?t take my advice, so you must suffer now.
- Mr. Withers, Mr. Nettle ? I?m waiting for explanations.
- Forgive us, Sir. We were ashamed to confess. We?ve wanted to outsmart the devil.
- How?
- We do like it?s written in the book.
- Let me see that book.
- This is our granny. She knows the book. And Lille.
- The oldest writing. It?s based on elves? rune and dwarfs? hieroglyphics. On all gods! Where did you get this book? Granny!? Could you read these runes?
Granny!? Could you read these runes?
- No! I can?t but I know what that pictures mean.
- Granny knows what is in that book. She teaches the young girl. When she dies, the young one will know everything that granny knew.
- What?s written here?
- Ox with horns or Taurus. By ignoramus', it?s wrongly called: bison. It has horns. It Mills grain.
- Very good. And this?
- Witcher, also called hexer (Wiedzmin). It?s dangerous to summon him, but it?s necessary when you fight against monsters. Don?t touch hexer! Cause one may become mangy.
Cause one may become mangy.
- That?s enough, Granny. Thank you.
- No, no, no. Speak, Granny.
- Girls should be hidden from him, because a hexer is very lustful.
- All is correct.
- You?d better speak what?s in that book about devils.
- Devil, also called diabolos or satanael. He?s very dangerous for people and animals. If you want to expel him from town you must take a three fists of nuts and mix it with steel balls.
- You stupid people! Why did you give him so many steel balls?!
- Oh, he had gone mad when he had bitten a ball.
- Why do you give him oblation in grains?
- Don?t ask her for anything. She is strange, and won?t answer you.
- Go home. Lille, take Granny.
- Do you hide her from people? Are you afraid?
- True. This is prophet of druids. Very smart. Don?t tell anybody. If only the governor knows?
- Do not be afraid, I am Witcher.
- Granny has forbidden to kill the devil. But Granny says what Lille told her. Lille doesn?t allow us to hurt anybody. Even a fly. We listen to her. We have asked her if we could hire you.
- And?
- She said through Granny that she must see you earlier.
- And?
- She?s agreed. We can recognize that.
- Stop equivocate. I don?t understand something here. You have lived with devil and it was good . What has happened, that you want ?
What do you want at all? He mustn?t be hurt, so he must be liked.
- In the past it was only stupid jokes, but now he wants a lot of grain and other goods. He says that he?ll burn us if we don?t give it to him. It?s obvious he can?t eat this. We?re afraid that we won?t have enough to pay taxes. We had gathered to kill him, but Lille didn?t allow. And now she says that you should?
. We?re afraid that we won?t have enough to pay taxes. We had gathered to kill him, but Lille didn?t allow. And now she says that you should?
- And what I have to do?
- You could reason with him.
- Geralt! Geralt! I?m not going farther. Go alone.
- Hey! Hey! Let me see you, diablo!
- You are diablo.
- So what, Devil?
- You are devil! What do you want?!
- Talk with you.
- Do you think I?m stupid? You have been hired by peasants.
- That?s true. I?ve a good idea: I won?t hurt you, and you?ll go away without pressure.
- Put it to your? you know where. I won?t go anywhere. I like this place.
- You?ve made too much trouble. You rob peasants, so they must defend themselves. If they don?t have enough to pay taxes, the case will find way to the steward or governor, and it will be the end of this farce.
- So you don?t know peasants? They are always injured, fuck'en skinflints.
- I thought you are smarter. One should not ride one?s horses into the ground because it can't ride anymore. Why do you need so much of grain?
- Why do you care about this? Get out of here, you dogcatcher!
- It?s true that you are a fathead.
- Do you want to get hit by a ball from fathead?
- Do unto others as you would have others Do unto you.
- Take the corn.
- You?ve made a good job, Torque.
- That?s not enough. Look at that bean ? how huge it is.
- Geralt! Are you alright?
We?ll make oil.
- And this?
- Flax. Flax-seed for making sheets. Shirt could be made of it.
- You should get the seedlings. Those have wasted. Nothing has grown.
- No! Filavandrel has forbidden.
- What do you want from us? Release us. I?m Jaskier ? the poet.
- Have you heard? The ape can speak. He?s insolent.
- Gag him!
- Say something more, ape!
- You like to kick tied one. Ease yourself.
- I?d already eased, when I hit your head.
- From behind? Everything is right. You are like a hyena, which feeds carrion.
- You are already a carcass.
- Not already. Wait a while, you hyena.
- Leave him, Toruviel!
- Leave us! Leave my lute!
- Tell her to stop.
- You should be impaled on a cow?s horn. What are you looking at? Should I pluck out your eyes?
- Don?t kill!
-
- She?s kicked like she lost her mind She?s even broken my lute.
- You bite even then you are tied up..
- I didn?t want this. I?ve told them to spare your life.
- They can?t leave witnesses.
- What witnesses?
- Our friend, Torque, delivers grain, plants and everything is needed to the elves. Is it true?
- They are starving. You can?t imagine how much. Jaskier, you could steal for them too.
- You must accept our decision with dignity. We must kill you. It?s necessary.
- It?s abhorrence. Instead of stealing, you should agree with humans. They?ll share with you.
- We want nothing from humans. We don?t rob them. This land is ours. The Valley of Flowers ? Dol Platanna.
It was always ours. You robbed us and exiled us to the mountains. To the end of the world. We are starving and dying there.
- Kim jestes?
- I am Filavandrel aen Fidhail from Silver Towers. From Feleohords? clan.
- So you must be somebody important but you can?t understand that the world has changed.
You lead your people to the doom. You don?t want to help them.
You were hurt by humans. I know it very well. But it?s not time for pride. If you want to survive, to save them, you have to agree ? try at least.
- With you, never.
- You are pathetic. With these bags of grain, blind pride and hate. You know that?s the end. Nothing will grow on barren plateau.
Nothing will survive you. Only your bitterniss will remain with you. You're not doing this for some sort of victory, but for pride.
- Time will show.
- Save at least him. He is innocent. He?s closer to you than you think.
- Should I tie your eyes?
- Go away, old man! I want to see the sky.
- No! Have you lost your mind? You?ve promised.
- I can?t. I can?t take a risk.
- You won?t kill anybody here! Go away! You must kill me first.
- Be reasonable. If we don?t kill them, humans will find out everything about you. They will catch and kill you.
- So, they?ll kill me. But I don?t kill anybody. Go away or I?ll tell humans by myself.
- You wanted this.
Come with us. We need you. Don?t leave us....Eternal one...
- Toruviel forgive me. I was blinded by anger.
- Farewell strange man. Maybe we will meet again someday. When we will go down to the valleys to die proudly.
- What was she talking about?
- About hope. She was talking that everything renews and stops to renew.
- Nothing more?
- And something important, but I didn?t understand.
- Not for everybody?
- No. I?ll go farther.
- There is no farther. There is elves? land.
- And what is even farther? The world doesn?t end on humans and elves. It?s bigger. Maybe better.