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-You're tired, mother. Leave it to me. -No, it's all right.

Rinse them.

Why don't you let me?

-Okay. I'm going to make the lye. -Okay.

The ash.

Yes.

Well done.

ERT PRESENTS: THE GREEK SHORT STORY

SINFUL LOVE

BASED ON KOSTANTINOS THEOTOKIS’ SHORT STORY

THE TEMPTATION

I wish I had two hearts

I wish I had two hearts

I'd give the one to you

I'd keep the other one

I'd keep the other one

So as not to forget you

I'd like it

I'd like it if there was a fight

In your neighborhood

Everybody would run to the fight

Everybody would run to the fight

And I'd run into your arms

This leg

Goes down to the meadow

It finds a big olive tree

It presses it down and it yields oil

And it loads the mule

It's going to Venice It brings clothes and dowry

Who gave them to you?

The cobbler's child

The cobbler's child Also gave me a kiss

There he is.

-Are you hungry? -I'd even eat you.

Come on, I'll serve you.

Come on. Your wife is here, she's not going anywhere.

You're too slow!

-I got you! -No!

Go away! Go away!

-George? -Let me go!

George, get your head together!

Come and give us a hand. Come on!

Don't mind them, Stathis.

-They're in love. -Yes.

Grab this side.

We made a good start for the year.

I'll come to your land with George tomorrow.

When are you coming to mine, Therianos?

We didn't become in-laws.

Foteini, give it to me.

Give me the wine.

Give it to me. No, I'll drink it.

You drink wine too? When did you stop breastfeeding?

Long before you.

-Shall we go get some water? -Let's go.

Cheers.

-So, will we become sisters? -We already are.

You married George. He's like a brother to me.

Maybe it's time for you to marry my brother?

Have some salad.

That's it, you've become a fool in love.

There's nothing else to look at here?

There are so many olive trees, so many birds, so many ants.

Manthos, drink it up to get a grip.

Have some pie.

May the olive trees be good

The ones that yield the oil

The ones that yield

The oil

And shine the light on my love

To embroider in the evening

We are a group of friends

And we set foot on the same land

And we set foot

On the same land

We drink the same water

It's a shame we separate

TWO MONTHS LATER

-Are you freezing? -I can take it.

Get up so you won't get dirty.

Let her, she should learn.

It's a holiday, mother. Can't they play?

Eirini, you can go as well.

I'll play with her?

Why, me? What am I going to play with?

The poor guy has lost his head too.

-You said you would finish it. -It's my fault.

I'd promised to fix it in the summer.

I ripped the head off to sew the hair on it, but I forgot.

Yes, but then I promised her too.

We shouldn't give promises we can't keep.

-Didn't you say it? -I said until Christmas.

-What day is it today? -Christmas Eve.

Come on, Eirini.

You'll have her in the morning. I swear.

Okay, but you'll put your own hair.

Yeah, dream on!

She's going to ruin her hair for a dumb doll?

She's not a dumb doll!

-Make her hair with yarn. -Okay.

There he is!

-What's up? -We're doing some preparations.

-Where's her head? -Leave me alone!

The dog ate it.

Come on, give her to me!

-Give her to me! -Oh, I found it!

It suits her. You're going to call her "Potato-head".

She will also have stems. The best hair.

Come on, don't tease her.

-Chickpeas again? -We're fasting.

Do you know what Andreas Kapis was saying in the coffeehouse?

-What was he saying? -He said God doesn't exist.

-But even he exists, he's evil. -Why?

Because he gives us few pleasures and many tortures.

Don't listen to Andreas.

-And who should I listen to? -The priest.

Andreas is educated.

-Don't tell me! -He'll become a doctor.

And a doctor knows more than a priest?

There are wise men in Europe.

Andreas has studied them all.

All of them, huh?

He's barely grown. When did he have time?

He reads a lot.

He says they have the answers to everything.

Yeah? Give me an example.

Let's say, what's wrong and people are being tortured?

What else? Their sins.

That's what the priest says. Science says otherwise.

What?

That it's their father's and mother's fault.

Shh! Don't blaspheme!

-Can you heat some water for me? -Yes.

I'll go and wash up.

To wash away my sins.

The exterior is not enough. You need to clean your insides as well.

I have to start somewhere.

-No, I'm busy. -A little on my back. I can't reach it.

-No, we shouldn't. -Why not?

Because...

Not today. After we take communion tomorrow.

If you listen to your mother-in-law, we're lost.

I don't need to listen to her.

I know what is bad and what isn't.

Isn't it bad to make your husband sad?

No.

-No? -No.

-Did you say no? -No.

-Did you say no to me? -What are you doing? Don't...

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Look.

The moon.

The night has only one.

I've got two.

So now we've sinned?

No.

God is good.

Did you hear what I said? You're going to eat soup.

I'm not hungry.

Will you eat or should I call the Boogeyman?

I'm coming to eat you!

Not the Boogeyman! Don't eat me! Don't eat me!

Come to the table.

Put her down now.

-She has to eat. -Did you hear me?

I'm her mother and I say that she has to eat.

And I'm her Boogeyman and I scare her.

Is that so?

All this time she didn't have a head, she didn't eat.

Now that she has, she should eat twice as much.

Otherwise she's going to die.

Let me see.

It's Chrysavgi's.

Why did you ruin your beautiful hair?

I didn't ruin it. It's hair, it will grow again.

-You did as you said. -Who can refuse her wishes?

Our pie.

-Oh, the bread. -I'll bring it.

-Stathis? -Hmm?

Won't you cross it, on a day like this?

Holy God, Holy and Strong, Holy and Immortal, have mercy upon us.

Well...

Merry Christmas.

Won't the women drink...

on a day like this?

On a day like this...

To the housewife first.

Why? What are you?

Cheers.

All of it.

-Merry Christmas, madam. -Wait a minute.

-Who is it? -The beggar.

It's okay.

-God bless you. Merry Christmas. -Merry Christmas.

Poor guy.

Well...

Cheers.

All of it!

-Stathis! -I can't drink any more.

I'm your father.

Won't you do me a favor?

Drink it.

Stop.

Don't drink any more.

She's turned red!

Come on, bring me some water.

When you drink, you don't know what you're doing.

Do you think you're smarter than me?

My wife isn't used to drinking wine.

It's about time she learnt.

Only if I teach her.

The point is this.

In 1864, when we united with our homeland and the English left,

we said that everything would be fine.

Forty-two years have passed since then.

I was not born.

Those of you who lived these years...

did the union change anything on the island?

-No. -Nothing.

Desperate poverty.

Of course, some of you were fine with it.

But most of us here don't know if we'll make it through the winter.

My father, for example, who works hard so that I can study,

and some days he has nothing to eat.

I'm telling you, we are slaveholders.

Nothing more. Both with the foreigners and our own people.

-Tell us about the loans. -Exactly.

Corrupt governments...

who made us be ruled by foreigners

and we're up to our necks in debt.

They've drowned us!

Don't worry, the king will save us.

My strength, he says, is the love of the people.

What love, Mr. Monarch?

Did you dream of it? Which people are you talking about?

Those who emigrate due to poverty?

Those who are flayed by the thieves? Those who lose their rights in court?

It was better with the English.

Why are you looking at me?

When is it best?

When you are wronged by your own or the foreigners?

It is better when no one wrongs you.

Really? Where? In fairy tales?

I don't know.

In any case, Greece is a powder keg.

And the gunpowder has to be released somehow.

Or else?

Explosion.

What do you mean?

What you understood.

We're not going to start a revolution!

We aren't meant for such things.

Why would you revolt, Therianos? What do you need?

You're always sitting around doing nothing.

Who is sitting?

Am I sitting?

I survive thanks to these ones.

Yes, we can see it.

You survive thanks to those. This one...

and this one.

What did you say?

Do you want me to kill you?

I'm going to kill you!

-I'm going to kill you! -Come on, that's enough!

-Scumbag! -Let's go outside, Stathis!

Let's go outside.

Konstantis?

Every night, I see the devil.

Good heavens!

He is talking to me.

-Let me take you home. -Do you know what he looks like?

You're drunk.

The devil is a woman. Do you hear me?

My in-law?

Therianos? It's Spyros.

Go away, demon.

Demon!

Stay away from me!

Go away!

-Oh my God. -Were you drinking again?

I do whatever I want.

-You have small children. -So what? Are they hungry?

What will people say?

If someone is better than me, let them speak.

That's not right, Stathis.

Leave me alone now.

-Do you want them to talk about us? -Go away!

Stathis!

As I've told you before.

You will speak plainly, without shouting.

God knows how much I thank him.

The little one? What can I say? He's an angel.

Thanks.

God bless you.

Thank you, Father. Good day!

-Thank you. Good day! -Good day!

Oh my God! You scared me.

How did you burst out like this? As if you were a goblin.

What's wrong, Diamanto? Don't you feel good?

I'm good, Father.

-Thank God. -Then what?

Then...

It's nothing.

What do you mean "nothing"? You look like a shadow.

It's nothing.

My in-law?

Mrs. Diamanto?

Hello. Good morning.

-Did you come for water at dawn? -It should be done now, shouldn't it?

What about you?

I was at church.

-It gives me strength. -Yes.

Your husband?

-What about him? -Is he fine?

Absolutely fine.

I should go now. I've got work to do.

As you wish.

With what we've sold so far, we're barely getting by.

If next year, God willing, they don't take me as a conscript...

I'll look for a way to increase the yield.

If they do not take you.

Cross your fingers and hope they don't take me.

It will be good whether they take you or not.

As God wishes.

If you go, you will help the country.

If you don't go, you will help your family.

They both are the man's duties.

-It's mine! -Can I take it?

-It's mine! -Don't fight.

-You should be good to one another. -She wants to take my doll!

Be quiet!

Shame on you, Maria.

We'll find you a man soon and you're acting like a child?

-I don't want a man. -Why, would it be bad for you?

I've made up my mind. I'm not getting married!

The only thing we need now is your becoming a spinster.

I don't like marriages.

Thank God mother is not here.

What would she do?

Ask what she would do to you.

-What would she do to me? -Beat you up.

Mother?

-Do you know what Maria says? -Don't say it!

What does she say?

She says she doesn't want to get married.

-Stop it! -George, don't tease her.

Leave me alone already!

Leave me alone.

-What are you doing, mother? -They need washing.

They need washing!

This smells nice.

This one too.

This one too.

Everything is spotless. What's wrong with you?

We don't have enough work and want more?

Do you think that's clean?

This one? Do you think that's clean too?

-What's wrong with you? -That's what cleanliness means to you?

Everything is spotless. Look at them, they're shining!

And you call yourself a housewife!

Why are you looking at me? Am I lying?

-Am I not a housewife? -What do you think? Are you?

Why didn't you tell me from the first moment?

-Tell you what? -That I'm not good.

If I had told you, would anything change?

I'd try to learn your way.

How would you learn it?

You'll show me and I'll learn. I'm still young.

If I had learned a way at my father's, I need to learn yours.

You are the housewife in here.

Mother?

Shall I bring you water?

No, it shall pass.

Forget it all.

What?

What I told you before.

I didn't mean it.

Mother?

I love you.

I mean it.

I love you very much.

I am about to forget the mother who gave birth to me.

That much.

But don't say anything to her.

Because she will hang us both.

Let's go.

Are you hungry?

-Yes! -Yes!

Let's make a pie.

Maria, Eirini.

Make the dough with Chrysavgi who knows.

Watch her and learn.

You're not Chrysavgi...

You're the woman with the golden hands.

Pie, pie!

Pie, pie!

Do you love me?

Kiss our wedding crowns if you love me.

Kiss them and swear that you will honor the word

you gave before her and her son.

What's wrong with me?

What has happened to me?

Go away, go away!

Go away, go away!

Go away!

Go away!

Go away!

Damn me!

I rue...

the day I was born.

Damn me!

Translation Maria Christodoulaki

Proofreading Christianna Nikiforaki

Subtitles AUTHORWAVE