:09:24
Devils.
:09:28
We're not devils, child.
:09:31
We're going to help you.
:09:37
Get Father George.
:09:42
Chimney.
:09:44
Here, drink.
:09:50
Devils, through the chimney.
:09:53
The devils from the chimney killed them.
:10:07
She's dead.
:10:11
- Devils? What did she mean?
- Dreams of a peasant girl, running a fever.
:10:15
Thas no peasant girl,
with a gold cross and a silk gown.
:10:19
I doubt it.
:10:20
She can't have come far.
Her feet are hardly scratched.
:10:27
Give her a Christian burial, Father.
:10:46
Mother of God.
:10:49
The plague.