Prvních 200 řádků.
You can do so-called miracles with your own hands.
"Scarlet Sails" - Alexander Grin
SCARLET
Come in.
Good evening.
I'm Raphaël.
Marie's husband.
Sit down.
Have you come a long way?
Yes.
She's your daughter.
Her name is Juliette.
Juliette?
She was born in my arms.
She's as beautiful as Marie.
She has her gaze.
She has her eyes.
Marie said you work with wood.
You're sturdy. There's always something to do here.
I'm alone here, with the blacksmith and his wife.
I can't pay you, but I can put you up.
Good evening.
I'm staying at Madame Adeline's farm.
You're poor Marie's husband?
She was a good woman.
- What will it be? - A drop of wine?
Any work to be had here?
What are you looking for?
Woodcraft.
To Marie.
Leave it!
Leave it!
Calm down, madame!
No! Don't touch me!
Don't touch me!
They're my husband's debts, not mine.
Go find him!
Ask him! Let me have my things!
Load everything up.
You like making the poor poorer!
Let me have my things!
- Bastards! - It's our job.
You like it!
You'll get nothing for them!
They're rotted right through!
And there we'll sleep, Lonla
Until the end of the world, Lonla
Until the end of the world
Raphaël?
Think they're fooling around?
Hello.
Hello.
Hello, my ass.
Madame Adeline.
Your husband still hasn't paid me.
This is Raphaël.
- Hello. - He's gifted.
Madame Adeline told me you might have work.
Even for... one or two days.
Show your hands.
Those hands...
can do anything.
Kid, get me a 30 cm board please.
Come.
Lucas, hand me the tool box on the shelf.
We're already 6 here. There's not enough work.
There'll be orders.
Wait and see what he can do.
How's your work going?
Nearly. The mast will be done by tonight.
- Should be done. -Yes.
That's good, then.
The boss wasn't too hard on you?
Everything alright?
Good. You're lucky.
Some others weren't so lucky.
What's she saying now?
Only good things.
Well, I say... time to get back to work.
I know, fellas.
Come on.
Well, guys... I'll be on my way now.
Better luck next time.
What do I owe you, Fernand?
Two francs, one of them's on me.
Here.
- Thanks! - You're a good kid, Renaud.
See you tomorrow, Francois.
Gentlemen.
Get home safe.
Hello Madame Adeline.
Why don't you ever answer Fernand?
Madame Adeline?
What are you hiding from me about Fernand?
You want me to go ask him?
So tell me.
Have a drink.
Fernand is a bastard.
Much as I hate to say it...
I hate to say it.
A pathetic bastard.
What on earth did he do to you?
Don't shout.
I took her in here,
she helped me with the farm and house,
always cheerful.
She got on well with Fatima, Marek, the village. Always smiling...
Did he rape her?
So I'm not Juliette's father?
Be quiet.
That's why they all point at me?
Why they stop talking when I go by?
Everyone knew and no one told me?
Juliette is your daughter.
She went to the store one day, he cornered her and forced her.
She spent the night out in the rain.
As if it were her fault.
When we're wronged, we blame ourselves first.
A neighbor found her early in the morning,
all huddled up, frozen stiff.
I called the doctor, he couldn't do anything.
There.
Thank you.
Joseph...
Anna.
So, Anna...
25 for this week.
Why do the men make more?
They're stronger. Go on Anna.
Go on, Anna!
This can't go on.
Raphaël, 35.
35... there you go.
40,
for good work.
Thanks.
Do you have a scrap of wood? I'd like to make my daughter a toy.
Léon, Léon!
Show Raphaël the wood scraps.
That one's good.
Thanks.
See you tomorrow, Léon.
Lucien!
Lucien!
Lucien!
Raphaël! Raphaël!
Raphaël!
Lucien!
Fernand!
Don't touch me!
The truth is he's the one who forced her!
I have no choice, Raphaël.
Give me another chance.
Please.
I really need to work.
- It's important. - Let me pay you.
I'm sorry.
Why are you all looking at me?
Don't you have to work?
What's your problem?
Get lost!
We'll sing, we'll invent a song for the sorceress
The sorceresses' song...
Maybe you do have powers?
- Maybe you too. - Maybe me too.
Maybe you have a great power in you.
I believe you have a great power in you.
Feel it?
We're three sorceresses.
You're two little sorceresses
and I'm an old sorceress.
Juliette!
What is this?
What's under that?
Remember the little song?
My friend Pierrot...
Lend me your quill
to write a word
Whose is this?
The boss's husband's.
What are you doing?
I want to chuck it for firewood.
I want to burn it.
I don't want to see it anymore.
It's for Juliette.
Just have to tune it a bit.
You can do that?
Yes.
You can tune a piano?
Yes.
Go back to your hometown.
Scram!
Have you no shame?
Should've died in the war.
I see Marie...
She's at peace.
She's looking over you,
she's looking over Juliette.
She says...
Take care of poor Raphaël, she says.
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