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Are you there, my sweet?

Written by NATALYA MERKULOVA, ALEXEY CHUPOV

Wait, don't let Father see us!

Why worry about that old fool?

I will marry you regardless.

Fate is harsh to us.

Father shall soon leave for Mirgorod to find me a rich husband.

Does he want to feel the force of my fist?

I will let no-one have you.

I'd sooner die than marry another.

Father's looking for you, Bogdana.

Don't get caught.

Where are you headed, Darinka?

I'm going to the fields to bring Fyodor his supper.

Don't stay out too late, sister.

I'll try my best.

You'd better!

Oh, who's talking!

Bogdana!

- Where the hell are you? - I must run.

Who's that looking for trouble?

I'll show him trouble, the scoundrel!

Like flies to a honeypot.

FYOdor!

I've brought you supper.

Thank you.

May I sit with you a while?

BASED ON THE WORKS OF NIKOLAI GOGOL

Fyodor, when I am 17, will you ask my hand in marriage?

You surprise me, Darinka.

Who needs such an ugly husband?

I do.

Will you kiss me, Fyodor?

Hey, where are you going?

Stop. Hey!

Stop!

Fyodor, wait. I'll come too!

Stop!

Stop there!

Where did it go?

PI

GOGOL: VIY

CHAPTER 3: A BEWITCHED PLACE

Maybe you should.

What's all this?

I'd think a person of Mr. Guro's stature

would hide away something of interest.

All I see are papers.

These papers may shed light on the investigation.

6 AUG, 9 SEP 22 SEP, 2 OCT

Paraska's ears are small here.

Her ears were bigger than that.

What do you think this means, Mr. Gogol?

"Twelve plus one..."

Perhaps there's some kind of system.

Look, here are the four dates when the horseman killed,

and one more date:

October 2.

October 2 is the day after tomorrow.

Guro died before Paraska, but identified the date of her murder.

So, judging by his calculations,

the next murder should take place on October 2.

Why that date?

October 2 is the feast of the Intercession.

CASE FILE: NIKOLAI GOGOL CONFIDENTIAL

I had a calendar here somewhere. One moment...

A holy feast...

So, the first murder took place on July 20.

July 20 - the feast of St. Elijah.

Then August 6...

August 6 - Apple Feast Day.

September 9 - the Harvest Festival.

September 22 - the Autumn Equinox.

Feast days abound.

Perhaps that is the system.

The horseman murders girls on feast days.

Mother always said to be on your guard on feast days,

evil spirits rage,

their strength increases tenfold.

It all fits.

Four feast days, four murders.

There are 9 more this year, for a total of 13.

So Guro believed there would be 13 victims.

And that they would be killed on feast days.

Remarkable.

This means we may determine when the next killings will occur?

It would seem so.

Rest, O Lord, the soul of Thy servant...

Father Bartholomew!

- Woe is upon us! - What is it?

Basavryuk is here.

Again? That man of sin.

O Lord Jesus, may the devil burn his mustache.

My condolences.

I am sorry.

Forgive me, O Lord.

- Hey, lady! - How may I help?

- Who are you? - Christina.

Where's Hanna?

Oh, your Hanna is dead. Now it's me.

I'll be damned. I come for a pretty maid...

and get someone old and grayed!

Mr. Binkh, he is devising such wicked deeds.

Perhaps, God willing, you could, as you say...

isolate him?

And why should I isolate him?

It is clear he is a demon!

His face is all dark and wrinkled like an empty pouch.

And why should I detain him?

Because you dislike his face? Look at your own.

We cannot allow his dog-like snout

to touch Christian souls.

Right, for the last time,

we do not arrest people for having dog-like faces,

or throw them in jail.

We have laws.

This is Russia.

Sir, a young man and a maiden wish to see you.

Come in.

What brings you?

My younger sister Darinka is missing.

She brought Fyodor supper in the fields, then vanished.

- Help us, for mercy's sake. - You're from the capital, after all.

I am sure your sister is alive.

But...

we have little time to waste.

Let me be of service. I can put together a search party.

- Let me speak to him... - I'll do it myself!

I see I was light on the whip, you little wretch!

Do not come within a gunshot of her. Am I clear?

I am a free Cossack, I'll do as I wish.

I will never give Bogdana to a low-life such as you.

And I keep my word. It may as well be written in stone!

Please, Father, leave him! Petro's helping us.

Mr. Gogol can confirm.

Good Lord.

I'll pay any price for Darinka. Just find my daughter.

I will do everything in my power.

If I may help, just say.

Very well.

You see?

There are serious people on the case.

Now get back home immediately!

Learn some manners!

He is like a bear, sir. I couldn't stop him.

MY apologies.

Lisa.

Lisa.

Mr. Gogol.

I do not know where to start, but...

I feel I'm losing my mind.

Leave Nikolai, he's mine. He's my destiny.

Back off, or you will regret it.

Who was that girl, Nikolai?

She's... not real, is she?

But she talked to me, and...

I don't understand, I really am losing my mind.

Lisa...

You see, this girl...

exists.

But at the same time, not quite.

I don't understand.

Do you know her?

Yes.

She is the drowned girl.

Sometimes she appears before me...

as a ghost.

- A ghost? - Yes.

Why did your ghost appear before me?

I do not know.

You have passed your visions onto me, and we are both going crazy.

It's the only explanation.

Your ghost is...

very beautiful.

Beast...

Beast...

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115E1-

- Where's the girl? - Beast, beast...

- Is she alive? - Beast...

Why are you bloody? You're not injured.

111$:

Perhaps some animal attacked him and Darinka.

I think this bastard is referring to himself.

111$:

Answer me - what was this beast?

Mr. Binkh, surely you see he cannot speak!

Look at the state he's in!

So you have a better idea? Pray tell.

We need to search the forest for the girl.

So you think every time a peasant girl goes missing,

I should send out my entire Cossack squad?

You have the entire village at your disposal. Just ask!

Where are you, sister?

Darina! Daughter!

Where are you, sister?

Not me you're looking for?

Why are you here?

Do not be angry.

You asked to be taught to control your gift.

So here I am.

So then...

Shall we start?

Why did you visit Lisa?

I forbid you from bothering her again.

Am I being clear?

I see I'm not right for you.

Boys once chased me in their droves.

Am I really no longer pretty?

That's not what I meant.

Of course.

I do not wear elegant dresses like your Lisa.

I'm just a water nymph.

Farewell. I shall no longer visit her, or you.

Master your gift without me.

All I want is for you to stay away from her!

- I... - Don't visit my pond again.

- Or I'll drown you. - You got the wrong idea!

II]

Mr. Gogol...

Are you well?

Yes, yes, I'm fine.

HEY, everyone!

God rest her innocent soul.

If I'

lfl'

No, Father!

Stay away from her!

I'll kill you, you beggar!

Why today? The feast is the day after tomorrow.

Could Guro's predictions have been mistaken?

And my theory about feast days

has proven to be wrong.

To err is human, as the ancients said.

Well, that clears everything up.

Darinka was brutally murdered. This is proof of Fyodor's guilt.

I would not rush to conclusions, Mr. Binkh.

Doctor, has alcohol blinded you? I see blood, entrails.

What else do you require?

This is not human blood.

This is not Darinka.

It's Ovis aries.

What the devil is that?

The domestic sheep.

As you see, Mr. Binkh,

I can still tell human entrails from those of a sheep.

What are you saying, then?

Someone came here and butchered a sheep.

You do indeed know a sheep's guts better than a human's.

You should switch to livestock.

You, sir, are a churlish fool.

Give me some water.

You are unfair.

Dr. Bomgart is a master of his trade.

A master? I'll say.

A master of gutting corpses.

He cannot operate on the living.

He fainted sooner than pulling my tooth.

Had to go to Mirgorod.

It's the horseman! He did all this.

Darinka's alive.

He wants to kill her on the night of the Intercession.

That was quite a day, Mr. Gogol. Anyway...

it's getting late.

I shall go home.

Dr. Bomgart, why can't you operate on the living?

Is that churl already telling tales about me?

Once in St. Petersburg, I operated...

on a child.

The operation failed, and the child died.

I stopped operating after that.

I want no other person to die under my knife.

Did that satisfy your curiosity?

You...

are a good doctor.

You should not bury your talent.

Yes...

Yes.

CASE FILE: NIKOLAI GOGOL

Nikolai Vasilyevich Gogol: Born in Poltava Province in 180.9.

One of six brothers, two of which died in childbirth.

Three died in infancy,

and only Gogol, the most sickly child, remained alive.

"The mystery of birth".

"A dark one?"

You can enter this world.

It is your gift.

The blood of innocents,

by the hand of innocents,

the den of the beast.

Autumn flower.

The blood of innocents,

by the hand of innocents,

the den of the beast.

Autumn flower.

Autumn flower!

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II]

You're a fool to return.

I said I would drown you!

I cannot do it without your help.

I don't know...

How could a simple water nymph be of use?

Do you know anything of the autumn flower?

Why do you need it?

I don't yet understand.

It's the blood flower.

It blooms once a year,

under the moon on Intercession Night,

where gold is buried.

Its petals are the color of innocent blood.

Only an innocent can pick this flower,

and uncover its hoard of gold.

You are quick.

But to obtain this gold from the earth,

the innocent must spill another innocent's blood.

This flower is better forgotten.

How did you learn of it?

I do not know. I see it in dreams and visions,

but I cannot explain it.

It is beyond me.

Teach me.

What do I get for it? What is my reward?

Kiss me first.

What? Is it Lisa?

Then get Lisa to teach you!

There can be nothing between us, she is married.

Then why will you not kiss me?

Your gift is innate.

It accompanies you as fate.

You were not simply born, you were chosen.

He answer is in your past - your childhood.

- Are you ready? - For what?

I couldn't save his five brothers.

It is some kind of curse, I was powerless.

It is God's will. He decides who survives and who does not.

- Your task is to treat our son. - Mama...

Lisa?

Maybe you're my destiny?

I ask only one thing of you:

pick the blood flower, and the gold is ours.

If you comply,

you'll live like a pig in clover until your dying day.

So, is it a deal?

Basavryuk is no mere demon, he is a hunter of souls.

What do you mean, "a hunter of souls"?

He gets men drunk, gives necklaces to maidens.

They hang on his every word, and he corrupts their souls.

And the people are too afraid to bring justice upon him?

This damned demon has struck into us such fear

that it is shameful to admit.

Last year, I wanted to follow him, but he saw me.

I barely got away.

He was going to Bear Creek.

It is rumored that he corrupts souls in that cursed place.

Nobody can find a single trace of proof.

That son of Satan can cover his tracks.

Tell me, Father,

does Lisa Danishevskaya often come here?

All the time.

A beautifully pure soul. She prays ardently, as if for two.

It must be for the sins of her husband.

What are his sins?

Only she and God know.

But I am sure he lives in sin. I have never seen him in church.

Thank you, I will go.

I won't disturb her.

He was going to Bear Creek.

The blood flower blooms once a year,

under the moon on Intercession Night;

REFER

The den of the beast.

Bear Creek.

Mr- Gogol?

Lisa, do you know of Bear Creek?

Why do you ask?

Just tell me. It's very important.

It's in the north of the forest, near the lake, but...

nobody goes there.

The locals say evil lurks there.

But I think it's mere superstition.

Forgive me, I must hurry.

Mr. Gogol, do you plan to go to Bear's Creek?

You must not. It may be dangerous.

I must go.

Granny Komarikha was telling stories about you.

She said when you were young, you met a real demon.

Oh, don't listen to that old lady!

Now go to sleep.

Don't talk of demons at night, or they will take you away. Sleep.

VERDE-TI

Vakula...

Can you take me to Bear Creek?

I won't go there. And I'd advise you the same.

Then tell me where it is.

And do you have any sort of... weapon?

Just to frighten off animals. I am afraid to go alone.

It's an old custom: you burn a sheet on Intercession Night,

and you will be married.

We're still too young, though.

Maybe you're my destiny?

The moon will soon come out,

and the blood flower will rise.

Take it.

Look at all this gold.

It will soon be ours.

To take the gold from the water, you must do one small thing.

Sprinkle the earth with her blood.

You will be rich, and Bogdana will be yours.

Just kill her sister. Hurry, Petro.

The moon is going.

The gold is disappearing.

I will not be forgiven.

I will burn in hell.

Such is the fate of a Cossack.

Don't touch her! Stop!

Drop the dagger!

Don't listen!

If the gold goes, you lose Bogdana.

He's a demon! It's not gold he wants.

He wants your soul!

Kill her, and Bogdana is yours.

Don't believe him!

Bogdana will never love a murderer.

She will never know.

Look, Petro...

the gold is disappearing.

Petro, don't do it!

Please, I beg you!

The beast.

The Blood Flower did bloom, taking two to their doom!

What happened to her?

Get away from here! Go!

Where's the doctor?

Doctor...

can you save her?

She'll die during surgery, I cannot accept the burden.

Who should live, and who should die...

is for God to decide, not you. Is that clear?

I am the only survivor of six brothers.

That was His will.

And this will be His decision.

You just do what you know best.

You're a talented doctor.

I do not know my calling in life,

but you were born for this purpose.

I will need an assistant.

I'm at your service.

Hush, daughter!

It was your fault he went there! It was all your greed!

And Darinka's death will also be on you!

She isn't breathing.

Was this His decision?

Yes.

This was His decision.

One thing troubles me.

It was not Darinka in my visions,

but some girl whom I don't recognize.

Maybe you did see her before, and your mind is playing tricks on you.

Perhaps.

Crucially, all the girls are alive.

The horseman has not killed on this night.

It means my system must be wrong.

Lisa.

Why are you here?

Alexey is away until the morning, and...

I could not rest not knowing how you were.

Had you not returned, I would have never forgiven myself.

What of the girl, did you manage to save her?

Yes. All is well, she is alive.

You risked your life. Don't do that again.

I must go now.

Mr. Gogol...

I know it is wrong, but I must say it.

I love you.

I love you too.

Such a PitY-

She was a good girl. Bazhana was her name.

Maybe you're my destiny?

"The Blood Flower did bloom, taking two to their doom."

LBJ] PET-iii

Nothing.

This at least confirms your theory.

The horseman does kill on feast days.

When is the next one?

In five days. Mokos Friday.

We will no longer bend to his will.

What do you suggest?

There will be no victims.

There will be nobody to kill.

CHAPTER 4: VIY

This night, throughout Dikanka and its surroundings,

all female individuals under the age of thirty

will fall under the enactment...

of a special provision.

Meaning what?

After dark, all girls must be kept in sight,

and preferably not let outside at all,

until the morning, when the cock crows.

I can't even visit my child's godmother?

Listen to us! It's for your own good until we find the killer.

Stop spouting nonsense! Worse than a Russian drunk!

You're no policeman!

You really don't have the common touch.

Right! Everyone calm down!

Do not let your girls out of sight!

Understood?

That's all. Now go home.

"The mystery of birth. A dark one?"

You should sleep, Mr. Gogol.

You're up with that paper all night.

I'll sleep later.

- Yakim... - Yes?

You've known me from the cradle.

Indeed. I served your parents before you were born.

Tell me,

did any occurrences in my childhood seem...

strange?

No. You were sick sometimes, but nothing special.

If I may, sir, I will return to my sleep.

Yakim, are you hiding anything from me?

I wouldn't dream of it, sir.

Get some sleep, Mr. Gogol.

SOROCHINTSY, 1809

Keep going. Push!

Is he... silent?

He's not breathing.

O Lord, have mercy on your servant, Vastly Gogol.

Let just one child of mine survive on this earth.

Hear me, O Lord.

Hey, sir...

I know how to ease your pain.

Do you wish to have a healthy child?

Is that possible?

Everything is possible.

It only depends on how far you are willing to go.

I would do anything. I cannot...

bury another infant.

Nobody saw who left these marks?

Nobody. These marks were found on seven houses.

Gentlemen, this is not paint. It is blood.

Right, everyone to their homes! Nothing to see here.

How fascinating.

It's very similar to dog fur.

It must have been a warlock.

Grandma told me in my childhood that they send messages in dog blood.

Warlock or not, seven houses have been marked,

all of them home to young girls.

These girls have been chosen as the horseman's victims.

But why leave these marks?

Perhaps he has an accomplice who helps him identify victims.

Ulyana, have you seen my dog Serko?

- I haven't. - Where the devil is he?

Did you hear what has befallen us of late?

The horseman has branded seven girls with his terrible mark.

- You don't say! - I swear it is true.

Come now, old lady, you cannot believe he is real?

At your decrepit age, too!

Laugh all you like.

When he comes for your soul, you'll laugh even harder!

He is welcome to it! I do like to laugh.

Off with you, reckless girl! Why did you come here?

I don't understand.

The horseman killed peasant girls.

I see why he marked village houses, but a noble estate?

I suppose a servant girl is to be taken victim.

The horseman marked not seven, but eight girls.

The eighth is Lisa.

Mrs. Danishevskaya.

Tomorrow is a feast day.

Mokos Friday. This means the horseman...

will start to act tonight.

We must hide all these girls.

Where can we do so?

Should we lock them in jail?

They're in danger in the village.

There's an abandoned farm near Dikanka, a perfect hideout.

Just what we need.

Well, the idea is sensible.

Before dark, we must gather the girls and send them there.

Nobody can know except us.

Very well. We shall see.

So, Mr. Binkh, shall we gather the girls?

Hold off for now. That can wait.

I must think.

How do you feel?

I really do not know.

These marks, murders, the horseman...

I am just glad you are here and I am no longer in danger.

Sadly, Lisa, that's not the case.

We need to speak about your safety.

IFFT

Don't be afraid!

I botched a deer shoot, had to finish it with a knife.

Mr. Gogol.

A pleasure to see you.

Dine with us.

This time I won't accept a refusal.

To the man who risks his life for our safety.

To you, Mr. Gogol.

- I must ask something of you. - I'm listening.

It concerns Mrs. Danishevskaya.

I believe...

that she is not safe here.

- Why so? - The horseman is not caught.

We are sending the village girls

whose houses were marked to an abandoned farm near Dikanka

under escort for the night.

And I absolutely believe that your wife should join them.

- For what reason? - As a precautionary measure.

I take a different view.

- Forgive me, but I insist... - You insist?

Mr. Gogol, in this house, only I may insist.

Should you wish to do so, insist freely in your own home...

with regard to your own wife.

Ah, sorry, I forgot. You're not married.

Thank you for lunch. I must go.

Mr. Gogol...

Please forgive Alexey, he is too proud to accept another's help.

Will he risk your life for the sake of pride?

Perhaps he is right, and I am indeed safe here?

F-“IZTRUi

Good day, Vasilina, have you seen my dog Serko?

No, I haven't.

I'll drag that mongrel by the ears!

Sniffing around, are you?

I'm just taking Papa's overcoat

to be darned.

Don't you want to come inside and taste my dumplings?

No, thank you.

I have to run.

Run along, my little witch.

Why didn't you give my overcoat?

Papa, do you know Ulyana?

I know of her, but no more.

A truly wicked woman. Why do you ask about her?

Is Ulyana...

an evil spirit?

Why do you say that?

Come on, speak up.

What is Ulyana doing in Dikanka?

She came from Poltava a year back, as a modest widow.

We took her in, gave her a home, before she revealed her true nature.

She clouds others with sin.

Lord forgive me, she even flirts with the priest.

Could Vasilina have made this up?

We don't lie in my house.

If my daughter says she saw dumplings fly, then she did.

And there was the dead dog, too.

A dead dog?

Streaming blood.

It is possible that Ulyana is the accomplice.

Where does she live?

Turn left and go past three houses.

Go and fetch Mr. Binkh. We will meet outside her house.

[speaking mysterious language]

Disperse, everyone!

There is nothing here to see!

Could you really not have seen the killer at all?

- Nothing that may identify them? - I could not.

So, you let the killer escape, and remember nothing of them.

Dr. Bomgart...

do you know what language this is?

"Sumito dolis... ongis..."

It resembles Latin.

But... I cannot understand a single word.

My good man, help me lift her.

My dear God!

What is it?

Look.

It is no simple nail. It is silver.

- Look at this, gentlemen. - May I?

Such cursed nails are used to crucify witches.

So Vasilina was right.

Ulyana is a witch, and perhaps served the horseman.

I still fail to understand why the devil you came here alone.

I was afraid of scaring her off.

"Afraid".

Mr. Gogol, are you sure that you did not imagine this killer?

What are you implying?

I am not implying anything. I am merely clarifying.

So you want to say that I murdered Ulyana?

For what reason?

For what reason would I kill her?

I don't know.

But let's speak purely theoretically.

If Ulyana was indeed the horseman's accomplice,

along with you...

then she could betray you, so her death would benefit you.

But that is purely theoretical.

While you invent baseless theories, a new killer roams free.

I saw him with my own eyes.

You saw him, but cannot recall him.

Careful, I must still dissect her.

We must search the entire village.

And if you don't find him?

Right now, it is imperative we send away the girls.

I still want to weigh up the pros and cons.

Can you do it any faster, then?

It'll be dark soon. What then?

Mr. Binkh, do we take the girls to the farm?

I still have my doubts.

But you yourself said the investigator's idea is sound.

My doubts are with regard him.

Open the gates!

Our deceased did indeed give me a surprise.

No signs of decomposition, tissues remain firm.

If she had blood, I would think her still alive.

The stake was driven into the heart,

as if someone wished to slay a witch.

Not that I believe such nonsense. Including resurrection.

Strange to hear from a man who drags people back into this world.

Come now, Mr. Gogol.

What's the use?

Sooner or later...

each of my patients will succumb to that figure with a scythe.

Never to return.

Once, I attempted...

to resurrect a child who had died during surgery.

I used electrical shocks.

It didn't work. There was a big scandal.

It was that experiment that led to my exile.

We cannot conquer death, which means life has no meaning.

Your time is wasted, Mr. Gogol. Nobody is spared.

I cannot agree,

God gave us life for a reason.

I do not believe in your God,

just as I don't believe in resurrection.

Your lack of belief

does you more harm than your drunkenness.

To your health, witch.

I will go.

You know what? I forgive you.

I will not think of your Lisa. Why anger myself?

It's not like you'll ever be together.

She is married. But I am free.

I'm like a cool stream.

- I can quench your thirst... - Stop it.

Can you read this?

How should I know? I'm just a miller's daughter.

Then do you recognize this?

What's wrong?

Put it back! It is a holy weapon against evil spirits!

You are torturing me, you monster!

Sorry.

So it really was a ritual killing, and Ulyana really was...

We searched from top to bottom, but did not find our demon.

Shall we gather the girls? Or not?

Tesak, you've been annoying me all day!

Mr. Binkh, I've worked it out.

The killer will return to complete a ritual.

- Return where? - I'll show you.

I need your help.

Remarkable.

We were here fighting like lions, and that old soak doesn't stir a bit.

Mr. Gogol, I cannot deny I had suspicions concerning you.

Please forgive me. I accept my error.

It is not your first.

Who are you? Name? Title?

Will you be silent as a lamb all day?

You will answer our questions!

From what I understand, Ulyana was a witch,

and you killed her for something, a kind of ritual or rite?

Witches, rites, rituals!

Mr. Gogol, can't you see he's a common murderer?

Do you recognize this?

LBJ] PET-iii

It is very clear.

He is simply mocking us.

It is dark Latin, for casting spells. You won't understand.

When the blind lead the blind, both shall fall into the ditch.

The Gospel of Matthew, 15:14

Who is blind here?

Wait, how do you know the scripture so well?

How?

My name is Khoma Brut.

Theologian by education, exorcist by trade.

An exorcist? You?

While you catch criminals,

I am called on by the church to fight evil.

I wander, seek out the possessed, and conduct purification rites.

What brings you to Dikanka?

I have chased this witch for almost three years.

She was always on the move. I almost got her, then you came!

Goodness gracious! Hunting evil spirits, eh?

I see right through you, scoundrel.

You only wish to justify your acts of murder!

Fighting evil? Who will believe you?

I do not need your belief.

- Wait until you get hard labor! - Let us return to the inscription.

If you know this language, tell me what it says.

If you move, he's dead!

Get in the cell.

Lock the door.

If but one hair falls from Mr. Gogol's head,

I will hang you from a post!

The keys!

I will not hang you, I will bury you alive!

Lower your hands.

The Lord said, "Fear not: thou shalt not die".

Judges, 6:23.

How did you free yourself?

A wooden hand, just like a real one.

A craftsman made it for me in Kiev.

What do you want?

I need your help. I must complete the rite.

You and I both know Ulyana's a witch.

Are you not curious as to what is going on?

I am.

I

Easy, easy...

- Mr. Binkh? What...? - Where are they?

- Who? - Let me out. The keys are there.

- Right away. - Gather the Cossacks.

Send some to search for the criminal Khoma Brut.

Take care, he has Gogol hostage.

The others can take the marked girls to the farm.

Stop right there.

There's no escape.

Mr. Gogol, thank God you're alive.

- Vakula, let us past. - What do you mean?

Mr. Binkh is in a rage. The whole village is on alert.

I need this man.

And how should I understand that?

Look, we need to complete a rite in the church.

Trust me.

And please, not a word to Binkh.

Hurry up, get moving.

Where are you taking her so late?

We're under police orders. I can say no more.

Is that all of them?

- Yes, sir! - Excellent.

Have the felon and Mr. Gogol been found?

We're looking.

Let's go.

This will be dangerous.

The last time I encountered Viy, it ended like this.

And who is this "Viy" of whom you speak?

A demon from hell.

He gives power to evil spirits.

I have been hunting him for years.

Will you use Ulyana as bait?

Yes, she is a strong witch.

If she summons him, he will come.

And I will destroy him!

Why are you so sure you'll defeat him?

You've already lost a hand. Want to lose your head, too?

Your paper is a spell written in dark Latin.

And it's the only thing that can stop Viy.

And if it doesn't work?

And if Christ be not risen, then is our preaching vain.

Corinthians, 15:14.

God willing, we'll manage. Enter the circle.

Quick, enter the circle.

What's wrong with you?

Inside! Quick! Hurry!

Come on! Hurry!

Tell me,

do you ever experience strange things?

Mysterious dreams or visions?

- Why do you ask? - I feel your dark side.

And who knows, it might help us tonight.

I am sure you are mistaken.

I am sure I am not.

How long must we sit here?

"In your patience possess ye your souls"

Luke, 21:19.

Enough. Binkh was right. You were not to be trusted.

- I committed a crime for you. - You're not leaving!

We both will survive, no matter what.

Which gospel is that?

The Gospel of Khoma Brut.

HEY, Stepan!

What's so funny?

You never know with girls!

Stepan!

Help me.

Don't go there!

Be quiet!

I'll pull this witch hunter from under the ground if need be.

Vakula, did you find anyone?

Not a soul.

Mr. Binkh!

The farm!

I know who you are.

You are just like me.

If?)

God Almighty!

In all that is holy!

What have you done?

The horseman has celebrated Mokos Friday.

I felt it from the start.

Mr. Binkh, what does all this mean?

We brought the girls here to be slaughtered?

That's what he wanted.

He marked the houses...

so we would bring them to one place.

But... how did he know we brought them here?

Let us ask the man who planned it all.

I need Gogol, and I need him alive.

I know where he is.

You left the marks on the houses!

I did.

- Do you serve the horseman? - I do.

Tell me his name!

Tell me his name!

You are a dark one!

Read on! You can do it!

You must wait for Viy!

[Reads dark Latin]

I summon Viy!

Lift my eyelids.

Don't look him in the eyes!

Don't look!

Look at him.

Look him in the eyes!

I see.

He's not breathing.

He's not breathing.

What will we call him?

Kolya...

Nikolai...

Nikolai Vasilyevich...

B-'IOEIQII

END OF PART TWO

What is wrong with you, damn it!

He was my...

only friend.

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Where are you? How can I find you?

IIIOLTWHSiOIOH

Revenge is for sinners.

It will not bring you happiness.

He must be either the horseman or his accomplice.

The Cossacks are revolting!

We won't leave without the beast!

Everything has its price.

Did you miss me?

THE FINAL CHAPTER

GOGOL: A TERRIBLE VENGEANCE

Pushkin will simply die of envy.

IN THEATERS AUGUST 3O