:23:03
l will break his flank.
:23:07
l shall remember that.
:23:15
Traitor! You have tricked me!
:23:23
But l'll find a way out.
:23:26
We will resume our game
at the inn.
:23:38
This is my hand. l can move it.
:23:43
The blood is pulsing in my veins.
:23:48
The sun is still at the zenith...
:23:53
and l, Antonius Block...
:23:58
am playing chess with Death!
:24:03
My master and l have been abroad.
:24:11
The Crusades?
:24:15
Ten years in the Holy Land...
:24:18
bitten by snakes and flies...
:24:20
slaughtered by savages,
poisoned by bad wine...
:24:24
made lousy by women,
rotting with fever...
:24:28
all for the glory of God.
:24:32
The glory of God.
:24:35
Our crusade was so stupid...
:24:38
that only an idealist
could have thought it out.
:24:47
That was horrid about the plague.
:24:50
lt's worse than that.
:24:55
Whichever way we turn,
our backside's behind us.
:24:59
Backside behind,
how true, how true.