huntsman.
It's a shame, brother philosopher,
that you didn't know Mikitka.
Even his dogs adored him.
He was a fine huntsman.
Only recently he had the misfortune
to fall for the young mistress.
- Either he fell in love with her...
- Or she bewitched him...
No one knows for sure.
But the man was lost.
One day the girl appeared
in the stable and said:
"Mikitka, let me put my foot on
you to help me onto the horse."
The poor man was so overjoyed,
he said:
"I'd rather you yourself climbed
onto my back."
And the fool took her onto his
back, and went galloping away!
It's time we take the philosopher
to where the corpse is lying.
We'll leave you now.
- Just pray in earnest.
- The best of luck to you.
Forgive us, but we must lock you
up in. By order ofthe master.
That's all right. It's no more
than three nights ofwork.
And then the master will fill
both of my pockets with gold.
There's nothing to fear.
She won't rise up out of her coffin.
Even corpses fear the word of God.
Am I right? Absolutely.
You better stay there.
Don't you know that a Cossack
doesn't fear anything?
There's no way for anyone
to come in.
And from corpses,
I have prayers to protect me.
As soon as I speak the holy words,
no demon can possibly harm me.
They'll never touch me!
What am I scared of?
I just had too much to drink.
Ah, candles... That's good.
Lots of candles... to chase away...
the gloom from the church...
and light it up.
It's nothing, only three nights.
The church should be full of light.
Cheerful and bright.
There's nothing to fear.
She won't touch me now, will she!
Ow! Oh, Satan!
May God forgive me, poor sinner.
Lots of light, now.
Well, let's begin.
Blessed are... O Lord...
Blessed are they that fear
the Almighty.
And they that live according
to Thy Word.
I wish it were not prohibited
to smoke in the House of God.
They that honor Thy commandments,
walk in the path of righteousness.
They that praise Thee
in the hope of eternal...
What's wrong with some snuff?
A good sniff,
to clear the brain.
Merciful Father! Thou art my
strength...
She's a witch! A witch come
to haunt me!
Sacred circle, save me!
Sacred circle, protect me!
Oh, my God.
Sacred circle, save me!
Sacred circle, protect me!
Away, Satan! Away!
Blessed are they that fear
the Almighty...
Away! Away with you!
God in Heaven, I call on Thee
for help...
Stay away!
- There's the philosopher!
- He's finished.
It's a lovely place to live!
You could fish all day in that
river.
Old man!
I'm not going inside.
I'll sleep right here.
It's not allowed, philosopher.
I have my orders.
- Have you got some borsch for us?
- We have, you old devil.
- How does it taste?
- Ask the philosopher.
- Well?
- What did go on?
Nothing much. Just some noises.
A Cossack doesn't fear anything
in this world.
Let's go, Yavtukh.
A Cossack is never afraid of
anything.
It's true, the first time, you really
are afraid.
But after a while, you're not
so afraid.
And after that, you're not afraid
at all!
Because there's nothing
that can do me any harm.
Lord God! Let not Thy divine Angel
be turned against me.
I ask Thee to spare me
Thy terrible wrath.
Have mercy upon Thy servant.
I know my spirit's weak.
God, save me from my weaknesses,
preserve my heart from sin,
my soul from evil...
Strengthen my spirit
and protect me
from the temptations of evil.
Have mercy on...
God Almighty, save me!
Heavenly Father, save me!
O Lord!
Save me from the demon!
O Lord!
Save me from the demon!
God, give me strength!
Holy Father in Heaven!
Save me from the evil one!
Khoma!
Khoma!
By the shades of night, may he go
blind, turn his hair white.
Bewitch him.
Cover him with snow.
Hey, philosopher! On your feet!
I want music!
I want to have music right now!
From the looks of it, he'll dance
all day, that fellow.
Yes, he can dance for a long time.
- Hey, philosopher, what's wrong?
- Don't you see? I'm dancing.
Oh,