Silas has gained a friend: Godik the Lame...
from the swamp near where Silas had his valuable stallion stolen.
Sword-swallower Philip has appeared.
In Godik's shelter where Silas wanted to stay...
Philip and Nanina have slaughtered a stolen pig.
Silas didn't want to see Philip ever again. The boy ran away from the circus...
... where he was treated badly.
Silas wants his freedom at any cost.
I'll mutilate your feet so you can't run away again.
And then you'll be a sword-swallower.
Then we won't have to steal any more pigs.
It's good that he is back.
- I'll take him to the wagon. - Don't hurt him.
- You don't care about me. - Shut up!
Ugly brat.
Nanina, help me.
Nanina, hurry.
What the Hell has Silas done now?
- Did you put that there? - Yeah.
- What are those things? - Traps. The otter hunter uses them.
- Is that what heppened to you leg? - No, I've always walked with a limp.
Silas! Come back. We love you.
Don't bother. We've got things to do here.
- Is that woman your mother? - Yes.
- Can I help you? - Shut up. - Keep moving.
You saved me. Thanks.
It was nothing.
I made this for you. Sheathe your knife in it — otherwise you'll cut yourself.
It's otter pelt. The otter hunter had it, but that one's different from most others.
This is the first time...
anyone ever gave me anything.
Thank you.
You've found a fine friend.
His people wanted him to kidnap him.
Him? Of course not.
He's the guy who cheated Bartolin out of his horse.
Tomorrow morning when the rooster crows, come into the village.
Yes, but...
You want your horse back or not?
He knows everything, that the fishermen had you in a cage.
- Why didn't he help me? - You saved yourself...
- Now he's helping me. - Looks like it.
I have to go.
Come tomorrow morning. Make sure nobody sees you.
Everyone knows you're looking for your horse.
- Where is he? - There in the stable.
Take it easy, Emanuel came armed to the teeth. He's out for blood.
Climb onto that roof. Wait there.
- And then? - Wait and see.
If they want to steal my pig, I'll impale them dead.
Right, dead as dead pigs.
They are terrified of the robbers.
If they only knew who the robber is.
Careful...
- Have you seen any robbers? - Not a one.
- Are things OK? - They're going well.
Hey, Bartolin. What are you here for? You didn't come just for the market, did you?
Oh, I get it — you want to buy your horse back.
The robbers. The robbers.
The robbers are coming.
They can't possibly know we stole that pig.
Wait.
They are horse thieves.
Good day. Let us through. We are a circus...
and we want to entertain you.
Are you Philip, the sword-swallower?
Where is the boy who stole my horse?
Which boy?
That boy with you're teaching to be a sword swallower.
He's called Silas.
What? Silas? Where is Silas?
He's stolen a good farm horse.
A black stallion.
I think not. Where is the horse?
In my barn.
Then he is innocent.
- Have you seen robbers? - Robbers? No.
They have stolen my fattest pig. It weighed 100 kilos.
- Today is market day anyway? - Yes.
Then open the way, please.
Pepe, Carlos, Nanina, prepare everything.
- Godik... - Stay back.
- When will Emanuel come with Blackie? - If the market begins...
then he'll want to sell him.
- I'm hungry. - I'll see what I can do. Stay there.
Ladies and gentlemen, honored public...
I have the great honor to welcome you.
First, you'll see Nanina, the queen of the tightrope.
Don't start the performance.
I want to see the horse first.
Where's Pepe? He should be doing the music.
The farmers'll give money today.
Pepe is mourning Silas.
Stupid guy.
And now, ladies and gentlemen, I give you Nanina with two umbrellas.
- Silas. Go away quickly. - Only with my horse.
Philip will kill you.
Bartolin's looking for me.
Last night he wanted to sell me. Emanuel wanted me to drown.
You didn't better your condition.
I got a horse... I had one.
But if you help me... Go on in there.
And now you'll see Carlos with his Greenlandic sled dogs.
- Go get Pepe, soon. - Right.
Ladies and gentlemen, you'll see in the next event...
me.
Finally...
Lie down, I'll pull it out. Stay still.
It was Silas, the evil bastard.
That horse thief and scoundrel.
But one thing:...
I swear as I tell you, I'll mutilate his feet and break his ribs.
Then he'll fit into a suitcase like an inflatable prop.
Come, go around.
Well done.
Silas, about your horse — you have to be patient.
It's all I have.
That's not true.
But I can do it.
- I recognized you. - So did the otter hunter.
- You're smart. - This is better than on the roof.
They want so sell your horse.
It is my horse, Emanuel.
You bought it from the boy and drowned him.
Buy it back. If you have enough money, you can make an offer.
Did you lose the horse on a bet?
I have lost nothing. Silas stole it.
Pepe, your boyfriend Silas is here somewhere.
I smell him and I'll grab him.
Excuse me, sir. Would you buy Maria from us?
A blind girl can deliver deliver a lot of money to a circus.
Does she eat a lot?
Almost nothing, sometimes a grain of corn.
We'll talk about this later.
Come, Maria.
Now it's that girl you want?
- What's it to you? - A lot — leave her alone.
I'll make my own choice here.
Are you buying anything? Is there anything you'd like?
I have no money. But there's nothing I need.
I like you.
It's mine, it's mine.
You can't just sell it — that horse is mine.
Where's your proof?
What proof? I know my own horse.
You think I wouldn't recognize him?
Then buy it back.
My own horse? I've already paid for it! Why should I let you have it?
A good deed can't be repeated often enough.
You are the robbers. They're not there outside the village.
You... you...
and you... you are the robbers.
Begin the bidding, then.
I offer 300 pieces of silver.
We could use that stallion.
- 400. - 410.
- 500. - 600.
Otter Hunter, have you got that much?
Can I trade against my other horses?
Against all your other horses.
Against my better judgement.
I don't think so.
You should mount up on your horse and escape, don't you think?
- 650. - 700.
750.
I want Blackie.
- 800. - You want them all.
- What do you want? - That horse, damnit.
What do you want with the damned horse, huh?
What the Hell do you think you're doing?
Stop. It's my horse.
Silas...
- How did you know that it's me? - I hear you.
- They're selling my horse. - And me.
You don't know the otter hunter.
- 1500. - Agreed.
They've robbed me. They've robbed me.
Here's 1000.
And 500.
These are for me.
I drove the price up for you.
Everyone saw it, it was a fair auction.
Fisherman, this is for food and drink for Maria.
If you try that again, I'll come to you in the swamp.
You have been warned.
Watch out for that horse!
Silas...
He's stealing my horse! Grab him!
My horse! Stop him!
Silas, wait, I'll go with you.
- Otter Hunter, take care of my mother. - Godik, where are you going?
There go my 1500 silver pieces.
My lovely horse! It was far too expensive! Such a beautiful horse!
What's the matter?
My horse is hungry and so am I. Aren't you?
All right, then.
What's that?
A fodder beet.
Can you eat them?
I only know potatoes. Those are cooked.
I'm not a horse.
Then you starve.
We have to have hot soup or some meat. Potatoes would do.
That costs money and we don't have any.
Then we should earn it.
You want to sit on my horse?
You've done well, girl.
Why did you suddenly freeze up?
Oh... it's nothing...
We are here exactly at the right time.
You're cheerful. That's rare nowadays.
You know that man?
Are you scared?
I salute my great colleague Silas.
Come on, let's go..
Hey, will I see you again?
Hey, Silas.
Why do you want, huh?
He was my pupil. Unfortunately, he ran away.
He should amuse you until I can get started.
Keep it going well, Silas, and play on your flute.
You really have stolen a beautiful horse.
What's your name?
Jenny, but I'm actually called Jolanda.
Are you hurt?
The scissors sharpener grabbed the girl and hid her in her wagon.
There. She's getting away.
Accomplished artists don't pop out of thin air...
... but many a small booby can fall from his horse.
Let me go. He wants to steal my horse.
Let him go.
That girl who was with you...
That's my granddaughter.
That old woman has taken her.
Old women, we need not, we need young.
Don't you understand it not? She needs help.
Go on, boy, come along.
Ladies and gentlemen, now you'll see the smallest sword-swallower in the world.
Godik, run for it.
Ferryman, load me on.
One word and I stab you dead.
Wait! She's stolen a child!
What's that boy up to?
We must do something.
The water is too deep.
We can't just let her kidnap that girl.
So... great colleague...
I'm glad I saw you again.
But that old woman took a little girl from the village.
So what? We also grabbed you...
long ago.
Me? Kidnapped?
Who's Nanina, then?
Nanina isn't my mother?
That old woman with that girl is gone now.
What now?
Shall we go?
Where?
Further downstream, then we settle somewhere.
Why would she take a young girl?
Maybe someone wants to extort money.
Why are adults so bad? Only the children are good.
Not all adults.
There are many good people: my mother, the otter hunter...
- Then why did you leave? - My mother is too poor.
I'm a wood carver, but there's already one in our village.
Maybe I'll go back to carving cups.
OK, not all adults.
The river goes straight to my home city.
I've never been there.
Here the people have money, and we're hungry.
A deaf woman lives by the church.
We can find cheap shelter there.
The horses also need to be stabled.
The horses, too.
Inside. But it costs five extra.
Come, I'll show you your room.
Come on inside.
Go on up.
Find a nice place over there.
We're not getting our money's worth.
The more money people have, the greedier they are.
Never mind. There's still plenty of cheese and bread.
The sea is beautiful.
- I've never been to sea. - Me, neither.
Let me check that out.
I can make something of this.
Then maybe I can contribute something.
We'll buy a wooden carving knife.
You'll buy it for me?
Sure, why not? We're in this together.
So far, I've earned all the money, but now you can...
start earning money for me... again.
Don't worry about it.
All right.
It's salty, the whole sea is salty.
What a ripoff that when you're in a town, you even pay for straw.
Then you've got no money for food.
We... We have no money.
Tomorrow I'll go into town to sell your bowls.
Well, who'll want them in town?
Wait and see.
It smells good.
- What? - It smells good.
What?
We are hungry.
Beat it.
Push off.
- What do you want? - Would you care to buy these bowls?
- How much? - Make an offer.
- Then I'll give you 5. - No.
- 5Â½, then. - No.
5Â½ is plenty.
Six.
- All right, then. - It's a deal.
Thank you.
- What is it? - I have guests.
That is too dangerous.
The boys are innocent. They've paid for it.
You can never get enough.
The customs officials are already at their posts today. We must hurry.
The miller has 40 bars.
It must be by next week.
- How many are you taking now? - Four.
Why hide them in such a hard place to reach?
I can't ignore them. The dumbest guys have eyes.
Throw them out of here.
I also live here.
You live here doing very well for yourself.
Aren't you afraid of the miller?
She's not deaf.
- What are they hiding? - Contraband.
You know what smugglers are? She ships things across the border.
It has to be kept secret.
Or by sea. They were talking about a ship.
- Red pepper, maybe. - That's not so heavy.
If she's gone, we could look.
She never goes away.
- Then we lure her away. - How?
I have an idea.