An-Magritt

00:00:19 - we carry loads of coal and ore - for Master Jochum

00:04:49 - Martin, stay here! - Use your wits!

00:07:14 And your father?

00:13:14 Damnation, do none of you understand? Shout! Roar!

00:18:12 And the Lord said:

00:21:33 It's a great day for our foundry.

00:23:52 - I cannot set it up. - You have done it before. No fuss.

00:26:19 I won't go till it has been properly weighed!

00:29:56 You're soaked. I only want to dry your clothes.

00:36:31 You can't lie like that. Krstin!

00:41:46 - My trade is ore... stone. - Stone, yes.

00:44:32 Just you watch, I'll break it all up in time.

00:49:45 Johannes! Thanks for the rose bush.

00:54:26 Come on, pull!

00:59:53 Open the door!

01:03:45 - Gorr-Ola? - I believe you read correctly.

01:07:48 Forgive my disturbing you, Father, -

01:10:24 It's the priest who speaks now.

01:13:33 Perhaps it was wrong of me to leam to write.

01:17:07 It's he who stands guard for the Chancellor.

01:23:01 The law doesn't forbid it.

01:26:15 I passed the Chamberlain's sledge up in the mountains.

01:29:57 Once I trusted in my sword, -

01:35:47 Johannes!