Tartarus

Austria, 1813

Morning.

So, you want to start off again?

- Had trouble sleeping again, anyway.

- You're always in such a hurry...

So you want to lie back down again?

It was such a great idea...

...to take you with me.

I don't regret it at all.

When was the last time you were here?

When I last visited my grandparents.

I must have been eight, maybe seven.

Are you sure

the cottage is still standing?

It'd better be!

If it's not, we're looking at a 3-day

walk back to the city.

Besides, it's not a town cottage.

It is somewhere up on the mountain.

Which direction?

- Good day!

- Good day!

Schartl. I'm looking for

the Schartl cottage?

- Why?

- I've inherited it. I'm the new owner.

- The Schartl boy?

- That's me!

That's impossible.

Before they died, the Schartls

lost their boy in the war.

That was my father.

I'm still here.

- Ah. The Schartl grandson.

- Precisely. Veith Schartl.

My comrade from the field, Jakob Trimm.

- Good day.

- Hello.

- So, you're back from battle?

- They're wearing uniforms, father...

...where do you think

they've come from, herding sheep?

Yes, we're back from fighting.

Large battle. More bloodshed

than we've seen in a long time.

And who won?

Well. We did.

So that French guy lost.

That... that Neapolitan.

Napoleon. You idiot!

Yeah. Well... right... the cottage.

I don't remember the way.

Up through the woods and then...?

Yeah. Keep to the right.

Past the Kranzler house.

But don't take the mountain

path, that would lead you

up too far,

up to the Hohenzinner house.

Thank you. Good day.

Good day.

Disgusting little person.

I've been warned that things are a bit

rougher in the Austrian empire...

Still, I officially

apologize for that wench.

Anyway. Thank you for giving me

a place to stay, Veith.

I'll be on my way in a few days.

Hm. Another strange Austrian phenomenon.

Namely?

It's very quiet in your woods.

Good day!

Hello!

Heinrich!

Heinrich, we have visitors!

Come on, Mirli, which visitors should we

have up here that have to be announced?

And your father? The Kranzler doctor?

Is he still...

- Fell in battle?

- No! He died right here.

And now I'm the Kranzler doctor.

You were lucky, with that wound.

Healing well.

Thing is, no ones tells you

that healing hurts more

than actually being wounded. Damn...

Down with the schnapps. Has healing powers.

And the lady of the house?

Mirabell?

...is your sister.

Exactly, neighbour.

Mirabell is my little sister.

Thank you.

Tastes good.

Spring Water.

About the leg, come by in two days,

then we change the bandages.

Allright. That will do.

Well, then, welcome here!

- Thank you.

- Yes. Same to you.

Good day.

I'm not used to normal people anymore.

You mean people that don't shoot at you...

My empire, Jakob. My empire.

Your empire.

See, Jakob.

This is the prize for all the horror.

That you can stand here, like this.

Joining a marching band tonight, Trimm?

Sorry.

We've arrived, Jakob.

You can rest now.

Tell me some more anecdotes

about your knees.

At least that will keep me from thinking.

What's all this thinking?

Talk, man. What are you thinking about?

About a young Hungarian.

You didn't see this,

you were already back in camp.

Tagyari.

Long after the battle had ended,

he was still...

running around the corpses, screaming.

Stabbing the dead with his bayonet,

again and again.

Talking to them.

Even warning them.

He couldn't be stopped.

He just kept going on and on like this.

Tagyari, right.

The guy they eventually shot.

Yes. They had to shoot him.

Because he no longer cared about

whom he was actually stabbing.

Although I don't think he really

wanted to kill us.

He just no longer knew how to stop.

He no longer knew if he could stop.

If he was allowed to stop.

Well, what can you do.

It was just too many people.

The Hungarian couldn't bear it, we could.

Anyway, that's all over now.

You'll see, Trimm, it will all

feel better in the morning.

Good night.

Good night.

First Day

Veith!

Yes!

What the

Are these woods used as hunting grounds?

I don't know. Maybe.

Take your rifle with you.

Did you find something?

No. Just this strange thing...

A thing like that one.

Kranzler!

Mirli, go into the parlor. Go!

Bring him in here.

Lay him down. Careful with his neck.

Take this. Press down. Hard.

You, go take care of Mirabell.

What...?

Whatever happened, she

shouldn't be alone now.

Further up.

There's no need to be scared.

We weren't followed.

Forgive me.

You... you shouldn't have seen that.

I know that man.

He was a stray gipsy.

Lived in the woods and begged

for food in the village.

Everyone hated them.

And now they've killed him, haven't they?

The woman. Is the woman alright?

We didn't find a woman.

But I can assure you that,

he was not attacked by villagers.

This was someone else.

Too late.

Nobody should be woken like that.

Maybe you should get men from

the village to join you.

No. If we did, they would immediately

accuse us of murder.

But you wanted to save him!

Yes, but we are the only

strangers around here,

and we just arrived yesterday evening.

I will take care of the word of mouth.

The gypsy had an accident, and I

found him in the woods. You can go.

Thank you.

It's not right

for them to go back up there.

It's not right at all.

It's madness.

Something this different

should not be touched.

Would you pass the water when you're done?

I don't want blood outside my house.

We are going to follow

the blood trail tomorrow.

Are we?

The girl mentioned a woman in the woods.

If a woman messed him up like that,

I'd rather not meet her out there...

Veith...

ls the door locked?

Who is it?

Who is it?!

Lights out!

What are they, Veith? Animals?

I don't know! Shoot!

Veith, ammunition!

They are huge. They are huge, Jakob.

On the roof! On the roof!

Do you see something?

Nothing.

Close it.

I'll be damned...

We nearly were.

They want something from us.

What?

Of course they want something from us.

Otherwise we'd be dead now.

Intimidate. Then demand.

What could these beasts

possibly want from us?

Women.

Jakob, what are you doing?

There! That's all you get,

you hear me?

The answer is no!

No!

No.

Not good, you idiot. Not good.

Precisely, Veith. Not good.

Not good!

Second Day

I need ammunition.

Ammunition?

Does Mr. Schartl also need some?

Yes, Mr. Schartl too.

Do you have knives?

Knives?

Where is Mr. Schartl?

Two more beers, please.

Two?

I'm expecting someone.

Thank you.

- Don't I know you, from the old days?

- I don't know you.

Well, I was smaller, back then.

Yes, and now you're all grown up.

- Precisely.

- Will that be all?

- Just wanted to talk.

- Yes, sure.

The women are lovely around here.

The store has decent weaponry.

- Could be useful.

- Useful for what?

There's been a fire! A terrible fire!

Where?

Behind the monastery, the orphans shack.

Someone set it on fire.

The children were still sleeping.

Everything burnt down.

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