:10:20
I am informed that you know
the whereabouts of a golden bell...
:10:24
...the one people call
the Mother of Voices.
:10:30
I see.
:10:31
Then, that must be the mistake.
No. No, no, I only know the legend.
:10:37
So do I. I want to know the truth.
:10:40
But there is no truth.
:10:42
I was trying to earn enough for food
and shelter. No more than that, I swear.
:10:47
But you know there are always dreamers
who will believe anything.
:10:52
I am no dreamer, Circassian.
As you shall see.
:11:01
The bell, Circassian.
:11:04
Please, let me explain, my lord.
I am not a Circassian.
:11:08
I'm from the north. A Norseman.
:11:12
I'm a Viking.
:11:15
I was shipwrecked. I'm simply trying
to get back to my homeland.
:11:20
- You're lying.
- No, my lord, I'm not ly...
:11:27
- What's that?
- The bell, Circassian.
:11:30
I know nothing about the bell.
:11:33
Out in the market I was lying,
believe me.
:11:36
- I do not believe you.
- I know nothing but stories and legends.
:11:41
I picked them up in Sicily,
Castile, everywhere.
:11:45
- I don't believe that the bell exists...
- Stop lying!
:11:49
This always happens!
I tell the truth, nobody believes me.
:11:53
- I lie, everybody believes me.
- Raschid?
:11:57
What are you gonna...?
:11:59
Now, wait.