He must be here somewhere.
Silas had lost his whistle. When the old hag found it...
she understood that Silas, whose horse she had stolen...
was hot on her trail and had been somewhere in the mill.
She wants to take the silver out of the mill and keep Silas from interfering.
But the miller didn't know Silas had been there...
and kept trying to reassure the old scissors-sharpener.
There's no one here... you're seeing ghosts.
Or are you afraid of ghosts?
But he is here.
- Who? - The kid Silas.
I don't know him. Come, let's have a drink.
- And leave the flour in the bags. - Let me go.
Cheers.
And so — where are you hiding the silver?
In the attic? Or under your bed?
All in good time. Cheers.
I have a proposal.
Give me half and you have nothing more to fear.
- That's quite a lot. - Half or you hang.
Agreed.
I'm rich.
Too bad I can't repay you.
But you can.
It might just work.
Otherwise, there's no one to help Silas if something happens.
We're his only friends.
- Me, too? - Yes, you too.
- There, I'm back. - Finally.
- Some new stock. - I'm thirsty.
You didn't drink me under the table.
Stupid old woman that you are.
Where's Jenny? Where's Jenny?
- Where's my horse? - Which horse?
Blackie. If you got the silver, give him back.
Silver! That deaf woman had just an ounce of silver.
You lied to me.
- I've found nothing. - They took it away by sea.
Where does the miller hide the silver?
- Where's the silver? - Let's swap.
Give my horse back, and I'll tell you where the silver is.
I don't do business with vagabonds.
I know where the silver is.
- Then tell me. - First my horse.
- I'll beat you to death. - How?
You just wait, I'll get you.
I'll hunt you down forever.
I'll get you, Silas! I'll get you!
This won't help you. I'll get you anyway.
I'll beat you to a pulp.
Wait.
What's going on in there?
I'll let you have it, Silas.
He was with the deaf woman.
- He must know about the silver. - We have to remove him.
I'll get that silver.
- Gag her. - Get off me.
I'll give you a beating. And you, Miller, I still owe you one.
Bunch of crooks.
Hang her in chains.
Hurry.
Bon voyage.
It would have better not to come here.
Is she religious?
Religious? How should I know?
She drinks brandy and swears worse than any crook I've ever met.
- Should we get her a priest? - She'd tear a good man to pieces.
Get that table away.
Can't you see what that boy came here to do, Miller?
He knows everything. He'll lead us to the gallows.
- He knows everything, stupid. - You stole my horse.
- We'll drown you both. - I have a better idea.
Well, you'll get your horse back.
I'll count to three. At three, let him loose.
One, two...
What that all about?
You didn't drop him into the race.
- Right. - But the mill wheel stopped?
I'll teach you. Quit squirming.
Go ahead.
One, two...
You want to make sure the cellar's secure, hm?
The race's never been fully stopped since I've been working here.
The mill is bewitched.
What nonsense.
- What's that? - A ghost.
These are the spirits of murdered people.
They'll be here soon. Hurry up, run!
The spirits of dead people.
It was haunting you, Miller.
Jenny wanted definitely to follow you.
- He thought you might need help. - I was right.
- You are true friends. - Of course, what did you think?
- How did you find it? - Like you, we followed the river.
Let me down, Jenny. Release me.
Or should I linger here forever? Jenny!
Leave her hanging.
Where's Blackie?
I'll break your neck if you don't immediately let me down, Jenny.
We're leaving. The miller can look after you when he comes back.
And if he does not come, hang here until you tell us where he is.
Where's Blackie?
At the weir, next to the shed.
Let her down as soon as I have Blackie.
Let the old hag down. The silver is located beneath the mill wheel.
- Where's the silver? - Under the mill wheel.
Don't.
The mill wheel grinds exceedingly fine.
Philip was scum, too, but I never tried to kill him.
What will the old hag do with all that silver, do you think?
Then she can buy whatever she wants.
Horses, country estates, whatever.
- But we don't have any of the silver. - We're better off.
If it's so powerful that the Miller and the all rest...
are driven to murder, then I don't want it.
I'm hungry.
There's our city. We can buy something to eat.
The market's there.
If I don't get something to eat right smartly, I'll fall flat.
Today is market day.
You get the money out of them. I'll do the flute.
Up, Ursus — dance!
Dance, Ursus. Let's see how big you are.
Good.
Thank you, my child.
- Is that your boyfriend? - Yes, our Silas.
You're doing fine, thanks.
Clever, you hear me — horse riding and flute playing.
- Look. - That's our best ever!
- Those. - All of them? Two, three?
That big one, too?
Thank you, young lady.
Thanks.
Fresh pretzels. Fresh pretzels.
Tasty brittle pretzels.
- Look there. - What?
- The bear. - What about it?
Our show also had a bear. He was happy.
His eyes glistened. But this one...
Jenny, get back. You take the horses.
Get away from here!
The bear is loose.
Aim.
- Fire. - Don't shoot, please.
That's Silas, my friend.
Hold your fire. Stay ready.
Cover me.
- Can't you control him? - When he's full.
- This disturbs the public order. - How could he know that?
Tie him down over there. He'll be less dangerous like that.
Shoot the monster dead. It's dangerous.
Why? Charge his handler as a criminal. He treated this animal badly.
It is unfair and mean. I'll buy him. I have money.
- You want to buy him? - How did you get the money?
I've sure work for it. Don't shoot it.
Here's the money. Isn't that all you want?
You did steal it.
I've earned it by working. You've all seen me here.
And Godik does woodcarving. He's sold lots.
That we'll check with you in the guardhouse. Arrest him.
- Come on, you. - Don't even think of escape.
Let me go! Godik! Godik!
That's my friend the otter hunter.
Let me go.
We can't let someone with so much money loose.
Otter hunter, they want to arrest me.
I didn't steal anything. I've earned my money by riding.
I know.
I know him. He earns a lot with his horse.
With a horse? Of course not. Take him away.
No, he rides well and it's a good horse.
Yeah, Blackie's right over there.
Some kid owns a horse? Bring that horse over here. We'll confiscate it.
- Run away with Blackie, Godik. - Halt right there!
I'll hide by the river, somewhere where we came along.
Get back here, you bums.
A horse thief, he is, and a liar.
You should free that kid, don't lock him up.
He's far too suspicious.
- He earns his money honestly. - It's not normal.
- Remember me? - I don't know.
You know me, Godik. You stayed with me with Silas.
The old hag burned my home down. She wanted the silver.
- That led her to the miller. - Really?
- You can't lock up that circus child. - He's a thief.
- No he isn't! I know him. - Keep out of it, otter hunter.
I'll get you out, Silas. Chin up!
- How much to buy the bear? - Him? Five pieces of silver.
- What? Five pieces of silver? - Yes.
That is nothing for such a young animal.
Please, give him the money. Then we can leave.
- He'll just drink it up. - He drinks because he's homesick.
If I take him home, he'll stop drinking.
Do you think you'd like not to have a bear?
Here.
I wanted to buy Joana a copper kettle...
And what did I get? A wild bear!
- My name's Jolanda. No, my name's Jenny. - Nice to meet you, Jolanda-Jenny.
Silas and Godik are my friends.
I have many friends here, but I'm their friend, too.
- Has Silas done something bad? - No, of course not.
- Will he get beaten by the militia? - Probably not.
- Do you know where Godik is? - I can't say.
You don't have to tell.
Find him and tell him that he should wait for me.
- You want me to abandon Silas? - You want to go to jail, too?
You go to Godik and wait for Silas together.
He'll be along soon, I promise.
Go.
Keep moving!
Welcome, fellow.
Godik!
Here, Jenny.
I talked to otter hunter.
- He promised to free Silas. - Really?
He'll do it, too. He was my best friend before I met Silas.
And you, of course.
The old hag.
The deaf woman's waiting for her. It'll be quite a showdown.
- Hey, you. - Yeah? - Got something to eat with you?
No. I also don't want anything.
You'll still fight with the rats for breadcrumbs.
You'll soon be hungry, count on it.
I didn't do anything.
The you're stuck here, too, as an innocent. Tell us.
Oh, our stately gentleman doesn't talk with Jan and Harry, eh?
The militia want my money. That's why I'm here.
The militia! They're even bigger crooks than we are.
You should hide the money in your mouth.
Look at this.
What do you say that?
What's mine, I don't hide.
Always remember, young man: in the city you wear good clothes.
Otherwise you're a nobody.
And you also always hide your money, even if you didn't steal it.
I'm not eating until I'm set free.
The old hag. I knew you'd come.
Hey, Mother, let's drink together.
Go away.
Try it. It's good rum, Mother.
My mother never beat me. Never.
Come on out, old hag. I've got a gun. Give me it.
The silver. I knew it.
You brought me the silver?
Thank you, the old hag, thank you.
Does the miller give it to you or did you kill him?
It's mine. All mine.
The silver is mine, you hear.
What's going on there?
Halt. Freeze.
A woman fired a shot and then ran away. That way.
And there's another one.
Ready your weapons.
Behind those boxes. Run.
There she is, rowing.
Aim as a warning shot. Fire.
Surrender or we shoot.
I surrender. I give up.
Don't shoot, I give up.
Get us moving.
Keep your hands up.
You right bastards! Let me go. Let me go right now!
- Tomorrow we'll cut off two fingers. - Let me out, you bastard.
Welcome, ma'am.
Hard luck for you — no silver and no Jenny.
You shut up.
She stole a child.
Stole a child?
Nonsense. I've never stolen anything from someone who hasn't stolen it himself.
It's best if thieves don't steal from each other.
Life is already complicated enough.
And you? Why are you here?
Theft.
Tomorrow they'll cut off two fingers. They're too long anyway.
Nonsense. Tomorrow's Sunday, they won't cut off any fingers tomorrow.
Would they?
- And them? - She couldn't pay her debts.
He has a domesticated bear, but the militia have taken away his money.
- It's the money earned, he says. - Silas never lies.
He looks like a thief.
But he is not.
You wanted that deaf bitch to catch me, right?
I can see it in your face.
What is that?
That sounds like your animal.
You there, come along right smartly.
The bear showed up the prison door.
I want out. Let me go. Let me go.
That took a long time.
- Empty your pockets. - Why?
Empty your pockets!
That's everything. You have my money.
What money?
The bear's attacking the door, lieutenant.
So nobody can get in or out.
Get out of here.
- First my money. - You're lucky I let you keep the flute.
- It's not my bear. - Shut up.
Who are you?
- Otter hunter. Where is the bear? - Patience. Play on your flute.
- They really believed it. - They had to. Play!
- Silas! - Jenny! Godik! Hello!
- How are things with you? - Glad you're free again.
- There is the bear. - Well, where else could I leave him?
- The old hag was caught, too. - We saw her with the silver.
The militia has it now. And her.
I hope they never let the old hag go.
They cut two fingers off thieves — the old hag's a thief.
Stop! Can't the bear to stay here until they bring her?
What for?
The militia robbed and beat me.
If they drag the old hag here tomorrow...
they might first try to move the bear away.
You're right. They shouldn't cut off her fingers.
But we can't leave the bear alone here.
I'll stay here. You all go sleep well at the river.
Good enough? Go ahead.
The horses are out there. Thanks, otter hunter.
Goodbye.
Good of you to want to help the old hag.
Cutting off someone's fingers isn't cool.
Aren't you tired, bear?
Relax. Go to sleep.
Criminal Platoon: forward, march.
How did that bear get here?
Whose claws do I shorten — the bear's or the woman's?
Get that bear out of here. Let's see some courage!
I need my spot now so I can do my work quietly.
What do we do?
It's certainly you who brought that monster here.
No, it wasn't me.
No? He's yours, isn't he?
Yesterday you had me in prison. How could I bring him here?
- Are we getting on with it? - Soon.
If you didn't tie him there, kid, then who did? Answer me!
- Me. - Well, who have we here?
Why? Arrest that man.
You don't want a bear hanging around?
I guess I'd better let it go.