yard?
Why don't you keep your mouth
shut, dear old Yavtukh?
Foolish dog.
Not hungry? Then let's go to
the church.
Are you scared? That witch will
give you the time of your life.
Scared of a witch?
Nothing scares a Cossack!
I stood it for two nights.
With God's help, I'll make it.
She's haunting me because
she's got the Devil inside her.
I'd hate to think what sin
she's guilty of.
Brother philosopher,
it's time to go.
Let's go to the church, dear.
- Think of the torment she's in.
- He was fated to go through it.
I'll read for the third night,
and I'll get a thousand gold pieces.
I'll have a ball then, won't I,
Yavtukh?
Go say your prayers,
philosopher.
I won't be afraid. I swear,
I won't be afraid.
Lord God! From the depths of hell,
I cry out to Thee.
I pray Thee, have pity on me.
Take heed of my cries.
Drive out the terror that dwells
in my heart.
Let me not yield to the temptations
of the evil one.
Lord God, help me...
Thou art my Fortress...
My Redeemer, and my Savior...
God Almighty!
Smite her with lightning!
Send down Thy wrath!
Strike her down with Thy fury!
A curse upon you!
With the wings of a bat!
With the blood of a serpent!
I shall curse you!
Curse you!
I summon the vampires!
I summon the werewolves!
I summon the vampires!
I summon the werewolves!
I summon Viy!
Bring Viy here!
Get him! Get him!
Raise my eyelids.
I cannot see!
Don't look him in the eye,
or you're lost.
A cock.
I see him!
Get away from me, you fiends!
Help!
- The Fates were unkind to Khoma.
- It was the will of God.
Let's drink to him, may his soul
rest in peace.
Khoma was a fine young man.
The kind of man I admire.
- His life was wasted for nothing.
- I know where he went wrong.
If he hadn't been afraid,
the witch couldn't have harmed him.
He should've spit on her tail,
and make the sign of the cross.
If anyone should know, I do.
In Kiev, the women who run stalls
in the market are all witches.
He wouldn't be dead if he hadn't
been afraid.
- No one can prove he's dead.
- That's what everyone says.
Maybe they imagined it.
That stuff about how he died,
because of the witch.
After I've had a flask of vodka,
even I begin to see witches.
Suppose he wasn't dead?
Suppose that the one walking
this way now... was him!
Now that's a good one!
- Are you working?
- We're working.
Keep on working then.