The Red Inn

00:00:03 Christians, all come here to listen a real speech

00:08:40 Oh, Father... an abyss

00:12:46 The three of us are like children when she isn't here

00:17:10 -What are you looking at? -The big one with the axe

00:20:25 This one is almost as nice

00:25:12 Can I?

00:28:56 I've always been particuarly devoted to St Francois Règis

00:31:58 It can't be true!

00:35:25 I'll sleep on a board, dig my own grave, get up in the night to sing

00:40:24 You're not worried about dying, surely

00:43:31 I was suprised. "Martin," I said, "It doesn't seem very busy here

00:47:11 I don't see anything at all

00:50:22 You see why, of course

00:53:57 You spilled the beans. You sold me out for a monk

00:57:02 Foolish woman, If only you knew

01:02:40 My God, it's cold!

01:07:33 You know a mendicant friar has no money

01:11:53 I've done nothing

01:14:48 Well, legally speaking, the high court judge is God

01:19:11 I see, a hawker. That's reassuring to hear

01:23:13 Rotten job woodcutters have

01:30:02 Not here? But we heard his organ

01:33:07 Leave it to us; you'd just ruin it, you big brute

01:39:47 Only those who obey virtue's call