Viy Page #3

Were you able to stay awake?

Yes, I was able to stay awake.

The devil lives in this house. I want

to skip out while I'm in one piece.

- What do you mean?

- It's your daughter, sir...

She may have noble blood

in her veins, no doubt about that,

however, may God have mercy

on her soul...

- What about my daughter?

- She's in league with the devil.

She won't let me read

the Scriptures in front of her.

You will read, since she summoned

you.

She did not wish to bear

a spiritual burden to the grave.

The only way to assure her salvation

was to have the prayers said.

Release me, I beg you!

Don't make me go through with it.

You will read!

There's just one more night.

You'll do godly work,

and I will reward you.

For all the gold in the world...

I wouldn't read another prayer.

That's enough!

Philosopher...

You're wrong if you think you can

trifle with me.

That sort of thing is fit for the

seminary, but I'll not tolerate it.

I'll order the guards to lash you.

There's nothing so excruciating as

as the leather lash on raw flesh.

I know that.

More than half a dozen

are unbearable.

However, what you don't know

is how expert my men are at it.

They lash you, then we give them

some vodka and they begin again.

You may go.

Go back to your duties.

If you fail to do them,

you'll have a thousand lashes.

And if you do them,

one thousand gold pieces.

A thousand gold pieces!

The old miser was surely lying.

Never mind, good master,

I'll run away from here so fast

that even your dogs will never

catch up with me.

You should know better than

make such a detour.

You nearly ruined your fine robe.

That would've been a shame.

How much did you pay for one yard?

Why don't you keep your mouth

shut, dear old Yavtukh?

Foolish dog.

Not hungry? Then let's go to

the church.

Are you scared? That witch will

give you the time of your life.

Scared of a witch?

Nothing scares a Cossack!

I stood it for two nights.

With God's help, I'll make it three.

She's haunting me because

she's got the Devil inside her.

I'd hate to think what sin she's

guilty of.

Brother philosopher, it's time

to go.

Let's go to the church, dear.

- Think of the torment she's in.

- He was fated to go through it.

I'll read for the third night,

and I'll get a thousand gold pieces.

I'll have a ball then, won't l,

Yavtukh?

Go say your prayers, philosopher.

I won't be afraid. I swear,

I won't be afraid.

Lord God! From the depths of hell,

I cry out to Thee.

I pray Thee, have pity on me.

Take heed of my cries.

Drive out the terror that dwells

in my heart.

Let me not yield to the temptations

of the evil one.

Lord God, help me...

Thou art my Fortress...

My Redeemer, and my Savior...

God Almighty!

Smite her with lightning!

Send down Thy wrath!

Strike her down with Thy fury!

A curse upon you!

With the wings of a bat!

With the blood of a serpent!

I shall curse you!

Curse you!

I summon the vampires!

I summon the werewolves!

I summon the vampires!

I summon the werewolves!

I summon Viy!

Bring Viy here!

Get him! Get him!

Raise my eyelids.

I cannot see!

Don't look him in the eye,

or you're lost.

A cock.

I see him!

Get away from me, you fiends!

Help!

- The Fates were unkind to Khoma.

- It was the will of God.

Let's drink to him, may his soul

rest in peace.

Khoma was a fine young man.

The kind of man I admire.

-But his life was wasted for nothing.

- I know where he went wrong.

If he hadn't been afraid,

the witch couldn't have harmed him.

He should've spit on her tail,

and make the sign of the cross.

If anyone should know, I do.

In Kiev, the women who run stalls

in the market are all witches.

He wouldn't be dead if he hadn't

been afraid.

- No one can prove he's dead.

- That's what everyone says.

Maybe they imagined it.

That stuff about how he died,

because of the witch.

After I've had a flask of vodka,

even I begin to see witches.

Suppose he wasn't dead?

Suppose that the one walking

this way now... was him!

Now that's a good one!

- Are you working?

- We're working.

Keep on working then.

The End

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