All language subtitles for Knights.of.the.Teutonic.Order.1960.(Polish).1080p.BRRip.x264-Classics-ENG

Grand Master Ulrich von Jungingen

challenges you, Your Majesty,
and Grand Duke Vytautas

to mortal combat.

And to strengthen your courage,
which you so clearly lack,

he sends you these
two unsheathed swords.

KNIGHTS OF THE TEUTONIC ORDER

A ZRF Studio Production

Screenplay based on the
novel by Henryk Sienkiewicz

by Jerzy Stawiriski
and Aleksander Ford.

Dramatic consultant:
Leon Kruczkowski

Dialogues by Leon Kruczkowski
and Aleksander Ford

Starring:

Director of photography:
Mieczysraw Jahoda

Music by Kazimierz Serocki

Production Manager: Zygmunt Kr�l

Directed by Aleksander Ford

Where are you headed?

Who are you? Out of the way!

Show respect!

Don't you recognize
Master Jurand of Spych�w?

Master, save us.

We are merchants. We were
carrying grain from the mill.

They broke the law
issued by the Order.

Trade is allowed only
with the permission

of the pious commander
Siegfried de L�we.

This is my land.

Let them go.

Out of the way!

Out of the way!

Pious commander, we stopped
Polish merchants with grain.

We were attacked.

- By whom?
- Jurand of Spych�w.

Father, let us...

Pull!

Fire! Fire!

Danuska! Danuska!

Danuska!

Close the gate! Close it!

Rain! Rain!

Thank you, Lord, for saving us.

Open the gate!

Teutonic knights!

- Are you Jurand's wife?
- I am the wife of the master of Spych�w.

Defend yourself!

My God!

Mother. Mother...

I shall avenge you, my
love. I shall avenge you.

Inn-keeper!

Clear the tables
and bring more light.

Her Grace, the Duchess Anna
Danuta will stop here for a rest.

Magda, Magda, clear the tables.

Away with you! GO
away, You beggars!

This is too grand company for us.

Let's go.

Sit down, boy. It's
not too grand for us.

You are a nobleman.

Danuska!

Cheer our hearts with the song,
the one we've heard before.

If I had wings like a goose

I would have flown after my boy...

- Who is it?
- A lady in waiting to our Duchess.

What is the name of that angel?

Danusia, daughter of Jurand
of Spych�w, an orphan.

Isn't Jurand alive?

Her mother was murdered
by the Teutonic Knights.

By Whom?

Jurand was hunting when the
Germans attacked Spych�w.

A knight with peacock feathers on
his helmet caught her neck in a rope

and strangled her.

...look, dear boy,
at a poor orphan...

This is Danusia's knight.

But return our sweet singer to us.

Thank you.

As you said, Your Ladyship, I want
to swear loyalty to this young lady.

You want her to be your lady?

Who are you?

My nephew, Your Grace,
Zbyszko of Bogdaniec.

- And who are you, my lord?
- Macko of Bogdaniec.

We are on our way
back from Lithuania,

where we fought under the command
of your brother, Grand Duke Vytautas.

- You were wounded?
- Yes, but we won mighty spoils.

Aren't you just boasting?

Show us your spoils.

We struck a deal with the
knights of distant Frisia.

Whoever wins, takes the
enemy's carts and armor.

We got some nice armor and a
handsome doublet for my nephew.

Do you want him for
your knight, Danusia?

I do.

Then here is my chivalric pledge.

I will tear not one but
several peacock feathers

from Teutonic helmets

and cast them at your feet.

- You're a fool, boy.
- I've made a pledge.

You won't get spoils unless you
fight the Tatars with Duke Vytautis.

I've made a pledge. I won't find Teutonic
knights to fight among the Tatars.

But you will find slaves there.

Who will work the fields in
Bogdaniec, who will clear the forest?

- I've made a pledge.
- Because you're a fool!

One Duchess poisoned her
husband and got an indulgence.

We have the money, you can buy one.

I've made a pledge.

Where will you find those
peacock feathers now? Where?

Defend yourself!

You're mad! This the Grand Master's
envoy to His Majesty the King.

- Who are you?
- Powaia of Taczew, you fool.

You've insulted the majesty of the
King. You'll pay with your head!

Welcome, the Duke and
Duchess of Masovia.

Welcome, my dear brother Lengvenis,

duke of Mstsislav and Novgorod.

Welcome, noble envoys
of the Grand Master.

Welcome, reverend fathers.

Welcome, all guests
to our Cracow court.

Boyars, Ruthenian
and Polish knights.

Beg the King for mercy.

It is in his power to pardon
you or send you to your death.

This wild Lithuanian
drinks only mare's milk.

- You don't drink, Your Majesty?
- Only spring water.

You set a good
example, Your Majesty.

Noble acts are an
even better example.

This is what you do, Your Majesty.

The Grand Master of the Teutonic Knights
Of Saint Mary's Hospital in Jerusalem

High Most Reverend Grace

has chosen to inform Your Majesty

with all due respect and reverence,

that not only Lithuanians
but also many Poles

are helping the rebellious
pagans of Samogitia.

Our men, Ruthenian merchants
and nobility, complain

that the Order forcefully
cuts them off from the sea

when they travel
to sell their grain.

We were given the privileges
from the Holy Father.

His Holiness Urban IV

allowed the Teutonic Knights
to trade in agricultural produce

but not for gain.

As monks we took vows of poverty,

but our Order is forced to
wage wars against pagans.

The Order builds castles and mills.

Who can say that in the lands of the
Order there is no order and fear of God?

Order and fear of
God in your lands.

And fire and murder
at your borders.

But we have respect
for Christian laws,

we do not attack envoys.

Who do you mean, commander?

Has anyone offended
you here in Poland?

It was me, Your Majesty.

The Teutonic knight demands
punishment, let there be punishment,

but Zbyszko is the
last of his family.

When he is gone, there
will be nothing left of us.

Let me, my lord, give
my head for his crime.

Justice is not a dragon,

that doesn't care
whose blood it drinks.

Only the guilty one
will be punished.

And Teutonic justice?
Samogitia, sharp swords, robbery.

- They have privileges.
- We should attack them!

You want spoils.

We will not risk a war
against the Teutonic Knights.

So you want to chop
my nephew's head off?

Yes. We shall act in
accordance with the law.

Beg Lichtenstein,
only he can show mercy.

It is true, I was wearing armor.

You could have defended
yourself, my lord.

But this armor is only
worn for official visits.

This metal provides no
protection in a fight.

Did you intend to kill
knight von Lichtenstein?

I did. How else could I
have gotten his feathers?

But I shouted at him from
afar to defend himself.

Had he answered that he was an
envoy I would have left him in peace.

True! Why didn't he call?

Can you swear by the
Passion of our Lord,

that you did not see the
coat and the cross on it?

I can't.

I would have never attacked one of our
knights. I knew he was a knight of the Order.

Would have a knight of the
Order come so close to Cracow

if he wasn't an envoy?

Or a member of an envoy's retinue?

Kuno von Lichtenstein,

- Show mercy.
- Mercy.

I forgive him with all my
heart, with all my soul,

as a servant of Christ and a monk.

- Glory, glory!
- But I am an envoy.

He that attacks an
envoy, attacks the Order,

and he who offends the
Order, offends Christ.

This I cannot forgive.

Kneel.

God, have mercy.

The noble Zbyszko of
Bogdaniec is hereby sentenced

to beheading by sword.

Danuska!

Rejoice, for the Castellan has
agreed to delay your execution.

- What difference does it make?
- Don't you feel sad?

A week earlier or a week later.

- How is it outside?
- The sun is shining.

God in Heaven, oh to be in the saddle
and to just ride across the fields.

- You do feel sad.
- Will you sing for me?

If I had wings like a goose

I would have flown after my boy...

If I could be saved, my girl.

It's time to go.

The Duchess sent a letter
to the Grand Master.

If the Grand Master relents,
the King will show his mercy.

Macko took the letter to Malbork.
I hope he makes it in time.

Stop!

He isn't a Saracen.
Are you Christian?

As a knight should be.
And you are a robber.

I'm Fulko de Lorche of Lorraine. At
the Order's service against Muslims.

I thought there were
no fools in Lorraine.

Saracens here?

You fool, we've been
Christians for centuries.

And what about Masurians?
You take me for a fool?

I've seen Masurian
wooden idols many times.

Let me finish him off,
my lord, he's a Masurian.

- To arms! It's Jurand!
- Kill the Teutons!

Help me! Jesus Christ!

Help! Help me!

Spare him. He's not a Teuton.

- He fought against us.
- And who are you?

Macko of Bogdaniec. Whom
should I thank for help?

I am Jurand of Spych�w.

Jesus.

Who are you?

De Bergov, you must
have heard of me.

The pious commander of
Szczytno will pay my ransom.

This is Spych�w.

- You are Jurand.
- I take no ransom.

No Teutonic knight has
ever left this castle alive.

To the dungeons. Put him in chains.

And this one, my lord?

- I am Count de Lorche.
- He is not a Teutonic knight.

He came from Lorraine
in search of Saracens.

- You promised him to me, my lord.
- What will you do with him?

My nephew's life lies in
the Grand Master's hands.

I was riding to Malbork with
a letter from our Duchess,

and he wounded me.

He should pay for this.

A shard of the spear
is stuck in your breast,

you will not live long.

To hell with it! I
must be off to Cracow.

So I must die.

The executioner will have me.

I guess so, but do not worry.

I've ordered you a
coffin made of oak wood.

So exquisite that
it is fit for a king.

And I won't allow
them to cut your head

on the same cloth, on
which they behead townsmen.

I've already made a deal
with merchant Amiley.

The cloth will be
brand new and scarlet.

And good enough for the
lining of the King's coat.

And I will have a
mass sung for you.

May God reward you.

- Uncle.
- What now?

Promise me one more thing.

What?

When they cut off my head, you
must find yourself a decent wife.

What? You must be delirious.

You said it yourself, our
family must not die out.

Look. Can you see it?

You're still spitting blood?

A shard of a spear is
stuck between my ribs.

I'll be dead before winter.

But you can save yourself.

- What are you saying?
- Have you heard about Duke Witold?

When he was imprisoned in Krewo,

he left the dungeons
in women's clothes.

Put on my jacket
and my hood and go.

Take this. It's a ransom
for the Lorrainer, de Lorche.

The Teutonic knights paid it.

And they will cut
your head off for me.

And may they enjoy it.

I'll be dead in three
weeks' time, anyway. Take it!

- I won't do it.
- You should have never been born!

It wasn't a disgrace
for the Duke to escape,

it won't be for you.

Duke Vytautas is a great lord.
He was crowned by the King.

He has riches and power.

As a poor nobleman,
all I have is my honor.

Don't you understand that I love you
so much that I won't let you die for me?

Damn those Teutons, if we have
to kill our youngsters for them.

Shame! Shame!

Stop! Stop!

Not to the executioner
he belongs but to me!

He is mine, only mine!

She threw her scarf on his head. It's
an old tradition, now he belongs to her.

To the castle! To the Castellan!

Pagan country, pagan traditions.

It's true, that such
a tradition exists

but it is usually
applied to the robbers

and common folk.

That's not true!

Ask father Stanislaw, he knows
about laws and traditions.

We must ask the Grand Master. It
was his envoy who was offended.

Popular traditions become the law.

- Free Zbyszko!
- Shame!

They must be betrothed
at once, your Grace,

if we are to honor this tradition.

Your Grace, accept
these humble gifts,

as a truly Christian prince

and a friend of our Order.

Grand Commander, pay no attention to
minor quarrels and misunderstandings,

or to thoughtless and rash
actions of young gentlemen.

Reassure the Grand Master,

that we are his true friends and
defenders of the common faith.

The pious commander,
Siegfried de L�we from Szczytno

would like to make a
complaint to Your Grace

and it is not about
a young gentleman.

Jurand of Spych�w, Your
Grace, attacked our people.

Many were killed or wounded
in the most inhumane way.

Brother de Bergov
was taken prisoner.

We brought here a noble witness,

Sir Fulko de Lorche from Lorraine,

who is a guest of the Order and
who was also harmed by Jurand.

Who is this most beautiful
girl in the world?

Enchanting. She is the daughter of
the man who wanted to murder you.

- Jurand's daughter.
- Hot blood like her father's.

- I would like to wage a war against her.
- Border quarrels.

The pious de L�we complains
of the master of Spych�w,

and the noble Jurand complains
of the commander from Szczytno.

It's not the only complaint we would
like you to consider, Your Grace.

The Grand Master would
like to know your opinion on

the King's alliance with pagans.

Some even say he sympathizes
with the Ruthenian heretics.

The Grand Master sends you this holy
relic, which her Grace asked for.

The forefinger of Saint Humphrey,

who died a martyr's death
at the hands of pagans.

I told you this mission
will be as futile

as our talks in Cracow.

You do not believe, my lord,
that the duke is on our side?

- But he will not give us Jurand.
- Jurand will come knocking on your gate.

What did you say, my son?

I said, father, that Jurand
will come begging on his knees

to get his daughter back.

I don't understand.

You want to kidnap
Jurand's daughter?

She is the daughter of a
sworn enemy of the Order.

You have had the opportunity
to see it for yourself.

And what about chivalric
honor, the chivalric code?

Our vocation makes us live
on the border, in the forests.

It's an eye for an
eye here or you die.

Listen, she is only a child.

Don't make me warn them.

- This you will not do, my lord.
- I shall, so help me God...

- Finish him off.
- There's no need to when I strike.

Ride on, my lord,
I'll catch up with you.

Forgive him his sins, Christ,

bring salvation to his soul.

Why, oh Christ, must
we commit so many crimes

to defend your name

and extend your reign?

I won't make it home...

- Water!
- Wild horses!

Into the forest!

Stop! Stop!

You shouldn't have intervened.
I would have managed on my own.

- Hlawa, take the horse.
- Zych! Zych!

My God!

So you came back to your Bogdaniec.

- I did, I did, but only to die.
- What happened to you?

Jagna, this is our
neighbour, Macko of Bogdaniec.

Come here.

And who is this?

- You didn't recognize Zbyszko?
- Zbyszko?

Zbyszko.

Jagna, come near.

Come here.

Kiss him. You grew up together.

Father, how long do I have?

I've tried to remove the
shard but it won't budge.

It won't budge... Zych!

- What is it, brother?
- How much land do you have?

Three villages, some fifty serfs.

And Jagna? How old is she?

She is so drawn to boys that
it's enough for her to see one

to get all excited.

Zych, you lie, you
have some seventy serfs.

- Why do you care?
- Zbyszko can marry your Jagna.

Confess your sins while
there is still time.

Tell me the truth as before
God, how many serfs do you have?

- Jesus Christ.
- Our Father...

Will he make it, sir?

It's in God's hands.
But the father says

it might be worth
trying some bear fat.

Hlawa, did you bring bear's fat?

I did not, my lady,
the dogs ate it all.

I'll go at night to our beehives, people
say it's easy to find a bear there.

That's a dangerous hunt, at
least take our servant, Hlawa.

So he can scare the bear away? No.

God have mercy on us all.

Use your axe.

- Who are you?
- Jagienka.

Thank you. God knows what would
have happened had you not come.

Don't mention it.

One of our servants came here
once with an axe and a pitchfork

and a bear tore him to
pieces. So I followed you.

- It was you I saw behind that pine?
- Me.

There is no other girl like
you in the whole wide world.

- You should fight in the wars.
- Don't laugh at me.

Since we are here,
we can catch a beaver.

For when the bear
fat opens the wound,

beaver's fat will be
needed to close it.

It'll heal immediately.

- Where can we find beavers?
- Follow me.

Did you hear me sing while
you waited for the bear?

- That was you?
- Yes.

This forest belongs
to Cztan of Rog�w.

- The one who wants to marry you?
- He would if I'd let him.

And I heard that he plans something
against Wilk, your other neighbor,

who would also like to marry you.

He would, it's true.

- Foolish men.
- Why?

One of them should
have invaded Zgorzelice

when your father was away
and taken you by force.

What could your father do

if he found you with
a baby upon his return.

I'd like to see them try.

Don't I have a spear or a crossbow?

I would chase them back home
and invade their villages myself.

You know if I were Cztan or Wilk,

I would not fear either
your father or you.

- But I would take you.
- You would.

A girl shouldn't be fighting men
when it's time for her to get married.

Leave me alone.

The beavers are there.

' Got it!

- I will go and fetch it.
- Don't.

There are several
meters of mud there.

If you don't know your
way you may easily drown.

- So how will you get it?
- Don't you worry, let's go.

I left my arrow-heads by the
willow tree, wait for me here.

- You're a beauty.
- Go away!

Wring my braid out.

And I was waiting here like a fool.

Should I have undressed
in your presence?

What miracles I would have seen...

- Take the beaver.
- Give it to me.

- Zbyszko...
- Yes?

I will marry neither
Cztan, nor Wilk.

May God give you the best
husband. You'll be a good wife.

In two more weeks Macko
will be back on his horse.

I just can't wait. I've
been here too long already.

- Why is it so?
- Has no one told you about Danusia?

I heard some stories. She
covered you with her scarf...

I know, every knight makes a
pledge, even the married ones.

- So what about that Danusia?
- I'll tell you like I would my own sister.

I will follow her to
the ends of the earth.

I will fulfill my
pledge, unless I die.

- Is it true?
- It is.

I didn't realize. Hlawa!

May God repay you
for all your help.

Hlawa will help you with
the bear, I'm going home.

What the blazes...

Who killed him?

Wait.

- He's still breathing.
- Not for long.

We will help him.

If he gets better it will
only be a problem for us.

Now we get his purse

and sword.

We will get the purse
anyway, if we save his life.

Think of our souls. We
can save a Christian.

Let's take him.

You're a fool. It will
be nothing but trouble.

Maybe he will survive.

A letter to Her Grace
from the master of Spych�w.

Nothing but bad news...

A part of the castle
in Spych�w burned down.

Jesus!

Father Kaleb writes that
the master may still recover

but his only eye was
badly affected by the fire

and blindness is upon him.

So the master of Spych�w
recalls Danusia to his side

for he wishes to see her
before he succumbs to darkness.

He humbly thanks Your Grace for
raising Danusia like a daughter

and, though blind, he'll
visit Your Grace at Christmas

to fall at your feet

and ask for your care of Danusia
to continue in the years to come.

Come closer.

I don't know you. Why
didn't Tolima come?

He was wounded in the last
skirmish with the Teutonic knights.

Our lord asks the young
lady to come at once

for he may turn blind any time now.

Your Grace, we would like to go back
as soon as the horses have rested.

We'll meet those neighbors
of yours in Krzesnia.

- Point them out to me.
- I will, Zbyszko.

What do they do when they approach
you in front of the church?

- They serve me as well as they can.
- But not today, understand?

Look at what miracles
he performs for you!

It's them.

- What now?
- Now what?

- We shall get him...
- You mean to attack him in the church?

Not in the church,
but after the mass.

Remember what her father said?

If there is a fight, he
will chase us both away.

Otherwise I would have
broken your ribs long ago.

Or I yours.

- Let's get him together.
- After the mass!

Hurry UP-

- Damn him!
- Let's go to the inn.

I forgot to order a mass for
my uncle's health, I'll go back.

Don't. We'll send
someone when we get back.

- I must.
- Godspeed.

If either of you two claims

that lady Danusia of Spych�w is
not the most beautiful and virtuous

maiden in the world,

then I demand
satisfaction in a duel.

- To the death.
- How can it be?

You scoundrel, so Jagienka
isn't the most beautiful?

He mocks us!

So that's the kind
of knights you are.

- Praise the Lord.
- Till Kingdom come.

Where is Zbyszko?

He went back to the
church to request a mass.

Shouldn't we send
someone after him?

- What for?
- To stop the fight.

What fight? Who is
he going to fight?

Cztan and Wilk, for me.

So let them fight.

That was quick.

- What happened?
- Nothing. I requested a mass.

- Did you stop by the inn?
- I did.

- And what?
- And that is all.

Now that you are better I must
go to the court of Masovia.

- To Danusia.
- I've made a pledge.

- You promised her peacock feathers.
- Dad!

I promised to marry her.

May God give you
health and all the best.

- Praise the Lord.
- Till Kingdom come.

- I'm your servant, my lord.
- My servant?

Miss Jagienka gave me to you.

Go back and thank her for her
kindness because I don't want you.

I will not go, my lord.

I'm a prisoner of war
and I was given to you.

So you belong to me.

- I do, my lord.
- I order you to go back.

Miss Jagienka sends this as well.

Go away or I'll break your bones.

- What is your name?
- In Czech it is Hlawa which means Head.

Give me the cloak.

Christians, save a servant of God.

Whoever you are, sir,
help a servant of God.

- Who are you?
- My horse ran away.

I was left alone
without any weapon.

Soon wolves will come
out of the forest.

- I'll die if you won't help me.
- Give him a horse.

May God multiply your
victories, valiant knight.

Inn-keeper, we want to rest
here and warm ourselves up.

Welcome, travelers.

Off with you.

I will freeze to death, my
lord, ask for a bottle of wine.

For a gulp or two I'll give you
indulgence for a month of purgatory.

He looks like a drunkard to me.

Watch out or you will
burn in hell for eternity.

You are talking to a man who last
Easter shared hard-boiled eggs

with the Holy Father.

How can you give pardons
if you took no holy orders?

I have permission to sell
indulgences and holy relics.

- Where are you from?
- From Malbork in Prussia.

You can't be German,
you speak Polish so well.

- What is your name?
- But I'm German.

I am called Sanderus,
and I was born in Thorn,

everybody speaks Polish there, even
the Teutonic knights understand it.

- Bring us some mulled beer.
- Have you visited Malbork recently?

Not really, I went to the Holy
Land, from there I went to Malbork

and now I sell holy
relics and indulgences,

which pious Christians
buy to save their souls.

And where do you get
those holy relics from?

I have various indulgences.

For five hundred years,
and for three hundred

and even cheaper ones so that
poor people can also buy some

and shorten their
suffering in purgatory.

I have indulgences for
past and future sins.

Don't think that I keep all
the money I get. I don't!

I'm satisfied with some
stale bread and water.

The rest of the money I take to
Rome. It is collected there to pay

for a new crusade one day.

And these holy relics,
any important ones?

So important that one needs to take
off his hat while talking about them.

I have here...

a hoof of the donkey on which
the Holy Family escaped to Egypt.

I have a feather from the
wings of the Archangel Gabriel,

which he lost during Annunciation.

I have the oil in which
pagans boiled Saint John.

A rung of the ladder
Jacob dreamt about and

an ampoule of the wind
that blew in Bethlehem.

Is it any better outside?

Not at all, it seems we will
have to spend Christmas Eve here.

Saddle the horses. We're leaving.

This is dangerous, my lord,
the roads are covered with snow.

I have to be at the Masovia
court for Christmas Eve.

They will wait, my lord. We
may get lost and die miserably.

You may stay here, drunkard.

I can't! Who else will
protect my holy wares?

Don't go, my lord.

- We've lost the way!
- Didn't I say so?

- Let's keep going!
- The horses won't go any further!

It's bad! I can't see the road!

There is a man in the snow.

My lord! My lord! We'll
die under the snow!

My lord! My lord!

We'll die under the snow!

- Light! Give me light!
- Someone's there!

Is anybody out there?

Who are you?

The Duke of Masovia sent
us to help lost travelers.

Come with me. There are
people under the snow.

Help!

- It's Jurand!
- A torch!

Warm him up!

Your Grace, Jurand
of Spych�w was dug up.

Dug up? Bring him here.

Danuska...

We were looking for her.
Have you left her in Spych�w?

I was coming to see her here.

How can it be? You sent your
men and a letter to fetch her.

Wake up.

By God, where is my child?!

Your men came for
her with your letter,

stating that you were
wounded in a fire.

They have my child
and they will kill her.

Who?

The Teutonic knights, de
L�we, Gottfried, Rotgier.

- You found me?
- I did, with others.

- Will you help me now?
- Your daughter saved my life.

- Do you love her?
- I will never love anyone else.

I will get her back even if I have to
tear their castles open with my bare hands.

You know what the Teutonic
Knights' revenge can be like...

Let's go to Spych�w.

My lord, some monks
are waiting for you.

They were lingering near Spych�w
and said they want to talk to you.

- Who are you?
- Pilgrims.

- Where from?
- From Szczytno.

Where is my child?

The one who sent us
made it very clear

that we must speak in private.

- I have no secrets.
- But we do.

If you let them stay,
we will have to leave.

If they so wish,
we shall leave you.

Your daughter was
kidnapped by brigands.

With crosses on their coats?

No! But God blessed them and they
got her back. She is with them now.

Where?

The pious brother
Schomberg looks after her.

The same who strangled
Witold's children.

With him, no harm
will come upon her.

What do I have to do
to get my child back?

- Be humble before the Order.
- Shut up!

- Have you got a letter?
- No, we will say what we have to say.

Your daughter will come to no harm, because
the knights want to pay evil back with good.

If you meet their just demands.

- What do they want?
- Free brother Bergov.

I Will.

And the other prisoners
you keep in Spych�w.

I will not bargain when
my child is at stake.

I'm not finished.

The pious brothers made the following
condition to protect the glory of the Order.

You must announce to the
Duke, and local knights,

that your daughter was kidnapped by
brigands and not the Teutonic knights

and you have to pay a
ransom to the brigands.

It is true that
brigands took my child.

And I have to buy her
back from brigands.

Tell everyone you accepted a ransom for Bergov,
so as to be able to pay off the brigands.

No one will believe it,
I've never accepted a ransom.

The life of your child
was never at stake.

Or you can go to Szczytno
to get her yourself.

Me? To Szczytno?

Brigands might kidnap
her again on her way back

and once again the pious
brothers would be under suspicion.

And who will guarantee
that I return?

The brothers' virtue,
their justice and piety.

Very well, I will go to Szczytno.
You will stay here until I come back.

And then you will leave with
Bergov and the other prisoners.

If you don't want to trust the
brothers, why should they trust you?

Whoever you are,
don't try my patience.

Say what you were ordered to say.

The brothers said that no one
is to know where you are going.

And didn't they tell you I'll
have you tortured in Spychow?

Your daughter is in their power.

What did they want? Speak.

Are you well, my lord?

What happened to Danusia? Where is she?
What did they say? Why did they come?

- They brought a ransom for Bergov.
- A ransom?

- Where is Danuska?
- It's not the Knights who have her.

Come here.

He is my daughter's betrothed.

And after my death he will
be the lord of this castle.

You will be his faithful servant in
peace and in war. Did you hear me?

Dear God, why are
you giving me Spych�w?

- I give you Danusia.
- The hour of death is unknown.

Where is your master?

- What are your commands, my lord?
- I asked where your master was.

- He has left.
- Where to?

I don't know. He was
wearing his armor.

Go through the forest and turn right.
You'll see the castle from the hill.

From the hill, you say. A castle...

You're not German, my lord.

They didn't pay their taxes.

And the Order needs money
for the war against Samogitia.

And when this war is finished,
there will be another.

Fishing is forbidden.

So is hunting.

Mills are heavily taxed,
and if quern-stones are found

not even women and
children are safe.

- You'll find your way now.
- I will.

- God bless you, my lord.
- Go with God.

- Who is it?
- Jurand of Spych�w.

- Are you Jurand of Spych�w?
- I am.

The pious commander, Siegfried
de L�we, ordered me to tell you,

that the gate will open
only after you dismount.

You must yield all your weapons.

The commander orders you
to put on this coarse sack,

hang this scabbard around your
neck, and wait humbly by the gate

until the commander's grace
will have it opened for you.

My child...

Get up, you dog. The commander
orders you to meet him.

Are you Jurand of Spych�w?

I am.

I am to take you to the
commander. Follow me.

- Do you have any weapons?
- I surrendered everything.

Beware of losing your temper.
You're in the commander's power.

Look how the power of the
Order defeats anger and pride.

It is always God's will.

You bit the Order like a dog.
And God made you stand before us

like a dog with rope
around your neck.

By calling me a dog

you offend those who
died fighting against me.

- Your pride still makes you spit at us.
- I left my pride at the gate.

By dishonoring a knight,
you dishonor yourselves.

Don't complain about your dishonor.

For even if we made
you our dog-keeper,

a dog-keeper of the Order
is better than your knight.

By the Passion of Our Savior
and the salvation of your soul,

give me back my
child as you promised.

- Who did?
- You, commander.

The word of a Teutonic knight
is like the word of God.

How can it be? You will
not only let the girl

but also this mad dog go
so he may bite us again?

Fret not. The matter is
in Gottfried's hands now.

Well, wolf, though you've drunk our
blood, we'll repay evil with good.

- I was cruel but not treacherous.
- Here is your child.

That's not my daughter.
Listen! It's not her!

Not her? By St
Liborius of Paderborn,

we must have saved the
wrong girl from the brigands,

or she was changed by some sorcerer,
because she's the only girl here.

She is here. I heard her sing.

May all of you bear witness
that we kept our promise

and we return the girl whom
the defeated brigands claimed

to be the daughter
of Jurand of Spych�w.

If she is not your daughter,
it is not our fault,

but the will of our Lord.

God sees your treachery.

By the wounds of our Savior,
by the hour of your death...

Give me back my child.

If we give her back, she'll
be pregnant with my bastard.

Spare him!

- What are we to debate?
- Defeat.

As well as the words
of the Grand Master

and what actions to take to make sure
our deeds bring no harm to the Order.

It still smells like blood.

I ordered the floors to be washed
and the room fumigated with sulphur.

- Where is brother Gottfried's body?
- In the chapel.

The brothers are
singing a litany for him.

- And other bodies?
- Left in the snow to stiffen.

- Is Jurand alive?
- He is.

The soldiers wanted to kill him
but the chaplain wouldn't let them.

The kidnapping of Jurand's
daughter was an unfortunate idea.

No one will accuse us
if the girl disappears.

Brother Rotgier speaks wisely.

And then anyone may judge us,
even the Pope or the Roman Emperor.

And the girl?

- Give her to me.
- No, my son.

When the Order is at stake, you must
renounce pleasure and debauchery.

Or your heart will
turn hard and cold.

Gottfried was killed because he
wanted not only to avenge the Order,

but also to satisfy his lust.

- It will be a trying time for the Order.
- An evil night.

Brother de Bergov, you
will go to the Grand Master.

You suffered in Jurand's dungeon,
so you will be more credible.

Tell them that before you managed
to tie this terrible man down,

he had killed nine men.

Among them brother Gottfried,
God give him eternal rest.

And tell them that although you wanted
to punish the enemy of the Order,

we did not unsheathe
our swords first.

I will tell them all
that my eyes have seen.

Are you certain, Rotgier, that no one will
learn the truth about Jurand's daughter?

The only people who knew that
we had her were Gottfried,

the two of us, and the
servant who looks after her.

Gottfried ordered the men who
brought her here to be hanged.

Good.

What will you do with
Jurand's daughter?

I will do what's
best for the Order.

- Have you courage in your soul, son?
- Can you doubt it?

I do not doubt it,

for I love you for your valor
more than anyone else in the world.

Go to the Duke of Masovia and
tell them everything you saw here.

Just as we agreed.

- It's not safe.
- Do it for the Order.

And what if Jurand survives
and regains his freedom?

Even if he regains his freedom he will
never utter a single word against the Order.

Mindful of God's commandment

we didn't want to kill Jurand, even
though he had killed so many of our men,

especially brother Gottfried.

Ultimately we had to
cast a net upon him,

then he turned his sword against
himself and hurt himself severely.

That night people in Szczytno heard
laughter and voices in the air:

"enemy of the cross", "he
spilled innocent blood",

"our Jurand".

You said you called
Jurand to Szczytno?

We did, Your Grace. For when we saved
a crippled girl from the brigands

we believed she was
Jurand's daughter.

How could you have believed
that after you saw her with me

in Cracow?

We monks do not look at women.

And there were many young ladies
accompanying Your Grace in Cracow.

How did you know Jurand's
daughter was kidnapped?

The audacity of this
crime and its impiety

made it known in our lands.

It's strange how you could have
taken a cripple for Jurand's daughter.

Maybe it was Satan who altered her?

But brigands, as simpletons,

couldn't have forged Jurand's
and his priest's writing.

Who could have done it?

An evil spirit.

These questions cut like knives
because there is suspicion in them.

I ask Your Grace
- did Jurand accuse us of the kidnapping?

We have his letter.

Yes, it is true. Jurand
wrote about brigands.

This is how the light of
the truth defeats darkness.

Reward us for our losses and
our blood, he was your subject.

And what do you want?

Jurand attacked you in a bout of madness
and I am to be held responsible for him?

He was your subject, his land and
castle are located in your duchy,

the castle where he kept servants
of the Order as prisoners.

At least this land should now
become the property of the Order.

This payment will not bring our
murdered brothers back to life,

but it might appease the Divine
Wrath and prevent dishonor.

Don't you have
enough of these lands?

Pomerania, Prussia, Kulmerland,

which used to belong to
us, and are now yours.

Jurand's daughter is still alive, we
have not been informed of her death.

And you want to take her dowry.

Jurand shed the blood
of knights of the Order.

You've agreed that we
suffered a loss, reward it now

as your princely conscience
and just soul demand.

I have come here as a
knight of the Holy Virgin,

ready to defend the honor of
the Order with my own blood.

Whoever wants to accuse the Order,

of abducting Jurand's daughter,
despite what Jurand himself wrote,

should accept this
chivalric challenge

and face me in a
duel. ls there anyone

who will pick up my gauntlet?

I Will.

Zbyszko of Bogdaniec.

I take God as my witness, you Your
Grace, and all the knights of this land,

that I am not guilty of the
blood that will be shed here.

Christ...

They fought according
to law and tradition,

in a chivalric and godly way.

- Is he back?
- Not yet.

Do not worry, noble commander, in a
duel like that, God chooses the winner.

- God chooses the winner...
- Brother Rotgier is a famous knight.

- But he should be back by now.
- He will return covered in glory.

Go and see who it is.

Take the body to the chapel.

This is how they sent him back.

Is brother Rotgier in the chapel?

He is.

Tell Diederich to come here

with the keys and a lamp.

My Cape.

Tell him to bring the
pot with hot coals.

My son...

You wrote to me that
the other was just a boy.

The whole arm...

So many times you raised it
for the glory of the Order,

and now it was chopped
off by a Polish axe.

The Lord did not bless you.

Or maybe he doesn't care
for our Order any more.

He left me, as well. Even
though I served him all my life.

No, it's impossible!
The truth is with us.

I loved you, my son.

And you will never speak again.

Wait! I will bring you joy!

Ready?

Once you told tales about what
brother Gottfried made you do

and then you lost
your dog's tongue.

So now I warn you,

if you even hint what

you've done on my orders

I will have you hanged.

Do you understand? Move on.

On your knees, dog.

Get out!

Light!

You were promised
you would go free,

but the tongue with which you
blasphemed will be cut off.

Brother Rotgier waits in his coffin,
I promised him your right hand.

You still have one eye.

I had only you and
now I have no one.

Listen, my son, I swear I will
lay the hand that killed you

on your grave or I will die trying.

But before I can reach him, I
will bring worse torment upon him.

He will never see the girl again.

Who's there?

Who is it?

Who is it?

I've been sentenced
to death once already,

for attacking a knight
of the Teutonic Order.

Have me beheaded, Your Majesty,
because I will do it again.

The Teutonic knights
kidnapped Danusia.

They lured Jurand into
a treacherous ambush.

I will go alone and die there.

Let it be known to the world
what bloody crimes were committed.

Have me beheaded, Your
Majesty, but defend them.

- Speak of them with the Grand Master.
- Enough.

Can you prove that Jurand and his
daughter were ambushed and kidnapped?

Who else could have
done it, Your Majesty?

Have you got witnesses?

Your Majesty, I was informed that near
Cracow, in the forest in a pitch burner's hut,

Sir Fulko de Lorche
from Lorraine was found.

Forgive me, Your Majesty, that I
cannot take a more appropriate bow.

I was stabbed in the back and
the wound has not healed yet.

What does it have to do with
Jurand's daughter's kidnapping?

I bear witness, Your Majesty,

that knights from Szczytno talked
about kidnapping her in my presence.

And when I wanted to
stop this atrocity,

they stabbed me on
the road, like a boar.

Will you repeat this in
the Grand Master's presence?

I testified here in
Cracow against Jurand,

and now, when justice calls for it,

I will testify against
the brothers from Szczytno.

Your Highness...

My lord, please accept
my heartfelt thanks.

Are you Zbyszko of Bogdaniec?

Hail to the knight of the most
beautiful lady in the world.

And if you contradict me,
I will have to challenge you

to mortal combat.

Duchess Anna Danuta.

Who is it? She is the most
beautiful woman in the world.

Jagienka!

I can't believe my eyes.
You look so beautiful.

What brings you to the court?

My father died and the
Duchess took me under her care.

But I still miss Zgorzelice.

Uncle
- you're here!

I have always told you,
boy, she is a graceful girl.

- My lord, the King wants to see you.
- Excuse me, my lord.

My lords, I have
more bad news for you.

The Teutonic knights stopped the
grain ships which we sent to Lithuania.

They claim we intended to use those ships
in order to smuggle arms to Samogitia.

What does von Jungingen want?

To sell our grain to Lithuanians
or to find a reason for war?

Is war inevitable?

Am I to let the Teutonic knights
subdue Samogitia, and later Lithuania?

- Will they stop at that?
- The Order is an immense power.

It is true.

We will all fail if we let
them surprise us one by one.

If we ally ourselves with Lithuania,
Russia, and other peoples, we shall win.

Your Majesty, should I speak the
truth or say what you want to hear?

The truth, Castellan.

You want us, Your Majesty, to ally ourselves
with the pagans and heretics of the East

against the Order.

These plans do not
become a Christian ruler.

To weaken the Order is
to weaken Christianity.

You said you would tell
the truth, Castellan.

Do I want this war?

Who cuts our grain off
from foreign countries?

Who took Pomerania?

If there is a war, it
will be a mighty one.

So we must start
preparing for it today.

But first we will try to
soothe the whole thing.

Castellan, my lords,

we shall call upon the
Order to return our ships.

We shall send envoys to Malbork.

You've changed so much.

Count de Lorche would like to ask,

if the lady you are
talking to is mortal,

or if she is an angel?

Tell him she is an angel,

who chose to spend her
time among the mortals

in a devilishly beautiful body.

Stop it, Zbyszko.

Any news of Danusia?

None. I spoke to His Majesty...

We are leaving for Malbork.

His Majesty gave permission
for you to come with us.

Thank you, my lord.

- Uncle.
- What now?

Jurand left Spych�w in my care,

if I have to prolong
my stay in Malbork,

I beg you to go there
and defend the castle.

And who will keep
an eye on Bogdaniec?

My lord, if you leave
nuts on the bench

this girl will crack them

just by sitting on them.

And he insists on
traveling the world...

I beg you, if I'm not
back soon, go to Spychow.

Envoys of His Majesty the King
of Poland to the Grand Master.

Welcome, Polish knights.

Envoys of His Majesty the King
of Poland to the Grand Master.

Envoys of His Majesty the King
of Poland to the Grand Master.

Show these noble Polish
lords the way, brother,

and hide nothing from them.

Are they prisoners of war?

They are rebels,
heretics, and pagans,

who work here for God's glory.

Envoys of His Majesty the King
of Poland to the Grand Master.

It pleases my heart, my lords,

that we are sitting together at one
table, as good Christians should.

We mustn't let the Samogitians goad us
Christians to war against each other.

Between the Order and your King.

There are testimonies of terrible crimes
committed by the Order in Samogitia.

As I've already said in Cracow:
imperial privileges are not crimes.

The privilege states the following:

"the Teutonic Order is hereby
granted Lithuania, Prussia, Russia

and all other heretic lands

which the Order can
reach with its banners."

Oh, how generous the Emperor was
in giving what's not his to give.

May God forgive you this mockery.

Here on earth, the Emperor
represents God in all secular matters.

It is his task to expand
Christian territory.

We pray for the soul and eternal
rest of your Queen Jadwiga.

When she was alive there
was peace between us.

The rights of popes and emperors

and of the Order, their
faithful servant, were respected.

Let us pray for eternal
and earthly peace for all.

We know that you are getting
ready for a war against the Order.

We know that your King
has ordered a big hunt,

and salted meat in barrels is
to be prepared for the army.

We ask you directly:
Which side will you take,

when we attack Lithuania
to defend our rights,

when we have to punish
Samogitia for godless rebellions.

Neither Lithuania nor Samogitia
is a threat to the Order,

rather the Order is a threat
to Samogitia and Lithuania.

Will you form an
alliance with pagans?

Peace, peace among Christians.

You are our guests.

It's our good will to listen to
your complaints and consider them

and we want to welcome
you as we should.

We welcome you as
neighbors and friends,

as we deal with our enemies
in two tried and tested ways:

a tower full of gold up there and
the steel being forged down there.

Look, what steel this is.

Truly beautiful steel.

But you do a lot of harm with it.

The Order is pious and just.

Just? And what happened to Jurand's
daughter and this young knight.

Or the attack on sir de Lorche? Does
the Order have ways for that, too?

Go to the Grand Master
and lodge your complaint.

And you, my lord.

Welcome, count de Lorche.

How can it be that
we see you here alive,

when the commander from Szczytno,
notified us that you were attacked

on the way from
Cracow and murdered.

I was attacked by brothers
Rotgier and Gottfried from Szczytno

because I intended to
warn the Duke of Masovia

and this noble knight of Bogdaniec

of the brothers' plan to kidnap
the daughter of Jurand of Spych�w.

Brothers Rotgier and
Gottfried are dead.

If they committed a crime
against a guest of the Order,

then heaven has
punished them justly.

But neither the daughter nor her father
were found after he was lured to Szczytno.

Jurand of Spych�w shed
the blood of our knights

and must be punished
for his crimes.

He was unarmed when he attacked
those who took his daughter

and murdered his wife.

Your men deprived him of everything
he held dearest in this world.

Strange and bad things
happen on our borders.

There is a lot of
injustice on both sides.

I cannot believe that
brothers from Szczytno

could act so openly
against our vocation

and the honor of German knights.

The matter will have to
be thoroughly investigated.

And you probably cannot believe our
ships to Lithuania were seized, either.

Those ships carried
arms for Vytautas.

Arms, to be used against the order.

- There were no weapons there.
- Yes, there were, you can see them.

All weapons look alike.

- Are you accusing me of lying?
- Do you believe your own words?

We shall talk about it tomorrow,

and as far as the girl is concerned, I
will give you safe conduct to Szczytno

and an official of the
Order to accompany you.

Thank you, my lord.

- Are you well, Master?
- I can't breathe.

Take me out.

Have you heard the complaint
of that young knight

and the testimony of de Lorche?

Why do brothers from
castles on the borders

only bring disgrace to the Order?

Jagietto demands the return of his ships
and the exchange of prisoners of war.

Jagietto allies
himself with pagans.

Those who will rise to
help bring Poland to ruin

deserve salvation.

Christ, Our Lord, converted
people with the word not the sword.

I warn you, brothers, there is
too much injustice in the Order.

We have news that the
Prussians are ready to rebel.

German cities are
turning against us.

Should we wait until pagans and
heretics destroy Christianity?

Failure to act will
be our downfall.

Sometimes, I think that
war will be our downfall.

Because you are sick
and weak, noble brother.

We shall call upon the
finest knights of all Europe.

We shall announce that all who
contribute to the destruction of Poland

and her King deserve
eternal life in Heaven.

What do you want?

In God's name
- war.

- War.
- War.

I tell you this in the
final hour of my life,

if you care for the
good of the Order,

wait patiently.

Do not start the war now.

Poland, Lithuania, Russia,
Samogitia... will overrun us.

Return their ships.

What does that mean?

Sanderus!

What are you doing here?

Be quiet, my lord, brothers
shouldn't know we've met before.

I was in Szczytno, your
lady is still there.

How do you know?

From the local chaplain,
who is a decent man.

She is in the care of
Commander Siegfried de L�we,

he won't harm her.

He wanted to once but something
pushed him down the stairs

so hard that he fell
ill and almost died.

Now he is afraid of her.

Do you hear it, my lord?
The Grand Master died.

What did you just say?
The Grand Master is dead?

Yes, my lord.

I heard they want to elect
Ulrich, the old Master's brother,

Lord bless his soul.

So war is unavoidable now.

My lord, I wish you a wise,
just, and peaceful reign.

We are not here for peace but to fight
for our faith against pagans and heretics.

Then you have no one
to fight, my lord,

as you are surrounded
by Christian nations.

True Christians do
not support infidels...

What answer should I take
to the King, our lord?

Will the grain ships be returned?

Ships laden with arms
are our rightful spoils.

May I remind you, my lord,

about your late brother's promise
and request safe conduct to Szczytno.

The knights from Szczytno
were sent to fight

rebellious Samogitia. You
won't find anyone there.

Wait until peace is restored.

Are you leaving, my lord?

The right decision.
Everything smells of war here.

True. Siegfried de L�we and
his knights went to Samogitia.

- I'll look for him there.
- You look for him and I'll look for your lady.

He must have hidden her somewhere
to leave no trace of his crime.

Give me, my lord, a purse,

and I will go from castle to
castle, even though it's dangerous,

maybe I'll learn something.

- Take it and go.
- It is time for us to take our leave, my lord.

I wish you luck with
your noble search.

If you don't mind, my lord, I
would like to tell everyone I meet

that miss Jagienka of
Zgorzelice is the most virtuous

and the most beautiful
maiden in the world.

Tell it to whomever you want.
It might as well be true.

Jagienka, you're
already back from Cracow?

Have you heard
anything about Zbyszko?

I fear for Zbyszko, for he didn't
return with the King's envoys.

- He didn't...
- He stayed among the Teutonic knights.

Looking for what he'll never find.

I have just started my work here
and now I need to set off again.

He may meet Jurand's fate
among those scoundrels.

Take me with you. I'll be
your servant. I'll help you.

You think you'll gain wisdom
by casting off your skirt?

Wisdom is not in a skirt but in the head.
Do you want me to marry Cztan or Wilk?

Neither of them will have you.

I've made Cztan swear that
he will defend you from Wilk,

and Wilk swore that he
will not let Cztan get you.

Jesus gave you a lot of wit

I guess now everything will
be exactly as you want it.

If it were so, my girl, you'd have
already been the lady of Bogdaniec.

Why are you kissing me?

It's nothing. Just a goodnight. It's
late and we must set off at dawn.

- Aren't you afraid to go?
- I'm not.

I want to be near Zbyszko.

If the other girl dies, Zbyszko
won't even look at you in his grief.

I don't want him to look at
me, I want to be near him.

Who is that?

- Not a knight because he has no horse.
- Probably blind.

And doesn't even have a dog.
We can't leave him like that.

Do you understand Christian speech?

- Stand up.
- Are you well?

Are you dumb?

He's trying to say
they cut out his tongue.

Who did it?

The Teutonic knights.

Are you from here? From Masovia?

What were you doing among
the Teutonic knights?

Are you coming from Szczytno?

Weren't you looking
for a child there?

You are Jurand of Spych�w.

- Jesus.
- My lord...

The Teutonic knights!

- We're going to fight them!
- Kill the Teutonic knights!

Quiet!

Will you fight the
farmers? They are innocent.

The knights keep to
their castles these days.

We will find the Germans and
throw them at the master's feet.

I am the uncle of
Zbyszko of Bogdaniec.

Until he returns I will
be the lord of the castle.

The young master left two days ago.

- Where to?
- To the Samogitian border.

To look for the lady.

- But it's war there...
- My God, we missed him.

- Hlawa! Where is your master?
- At the council.

Uncle? Here?

I've looked all over for
you and finally found you.

You thought I'd stay
in Bogdaniec till I die?

Listen, Jurand is in Spych�w. He
was blinded by the Teutonic knights.

- They removed his tongue and right hand.
- What horror...

And you? Did you find Danusia?

- I didn't...
- You didn't?

This is my uncle,
Macko of Bogdaniec,

he has few peers in the art of war.

- Welcome, my lord, take a seat.
- Welcome.

We want to ambush the Germans here.

Two days ago we attacked the
local castle but we were defeated.

- Defeated?
- Defeated.

We've just been discussing
whether we should

set up the ambush here by
New Kaunas or move to Ragnit.

- And where is New Kaunas?
- Two miles from here.

- And Ragnit?
- Far away to the north.

It's good that it's so far. The
Germans won't expect you there.

He's right.

Well, we have just
been defeated here.

They won so they
won't expect an ambush.

But they won't be at
all cautious at Ragnit.

- He's right.
- So where do we set up the ambush?

Here.

You will hide in the
forest by the road

and wait for the Teutonic
reinforcements heading for the castle.

Two hundred people should
stay away from the fight,

they will cut off the retreat.

- I will attack them from behind.
- Clever!

The Teutonic knights travel in
formation and fight in formation.

You plan to break the formation
with your bare bellies?

You are wrong, uncle, this is a valiant
nation, like no other in the world.

They are happy, those scoundrels.

Attack!

Tie him down! That's
someone important!

- De Lorche.
- I recognized you.

By the bones of Saint Lawrence,
tell me where de L6we is.

- He escaped.
- Is Jurand's daughter with him?

Jurand's daughter?

There is some mad girl whom they
showed to Jurand in Szczytno.

How do you know she is mad?

I heard she was sick and
never leaves her coach.

Siegfried de L�we had nothing
to do with the kidnapping.

He is a faithful
servant of the Order,

and knew nothing of the crimes
committed by Rotgier and Gottfried.

- Where did he escape to?
- This I do not know.

We agreed that if we were attacked,

Siegfried with the coach and
his detachment would turn back

to a safe place to wait
till the end of the battle.

My lord!

My lord, my defender, save me!

Without you wolves
would have eaten me

and now I would have been killed
by these sons of the devil.

My lord, give me something to
drink, before I die of thirst

leaving you guilty
of an innocent death.

Take it, drunkard.

- Christ, this is mare's milk.
- You don't have to drink it.

Thank you, my lord,
for taking care of me.

You've never refused me money or a
better drink than this mare's milk,

which I find disgusting, but
I will drink some more to show

that a pious pilgrim is ready
for every kind of mortification.

Enough of your jokes. Tell us
what you know about Danusia.

Wait.

You're dear to me, my lord.

When misfortune struck I
told myself I had to help you.

It would take a long time to tell
where I went and whom I asked.

Suffice it to say that I did find,

and didn't let go,

of the commander Siegfried de L�we.

- Is Danusia alive?
- She is.

He carries her around
locked inside a wicker coach.

It's a cripple de L�we
takes everywhere with him

- since he went slightly mad after his son died.
- What a cripple!

You said it yourself, my lord,
that your lady had a lute with her

and sings beautifully,
and so pitifully.

- Where are they?
- Somewhere near.

Commander de L�we led the relief
forces going to New Kaunas.

When he saw we were
ambushed he ordered retreat.

- Where can they be?
- I don't know.

Probably in the potter's house in
the forest where we stopped last.

- To your horses!
- Wait, my lord, wait.

Give me a horse, I will go
first and tell them I escaped.

It will be safer, your lady
may need me when you attack

Siegfried de L6we's detachment.

Don't trust this drunkard, my lord.

Give him a horse, he didn't cheat
me before, he won't cheat me now.

Sanderus.

He took their swords and armor.

Take old Siegfried, he is inside.

And I will take that German.

Hlawa, look for Danusia. Go alone!

Tie him down! Tie him down!

What happened to you?

Help me up.

Hold this.

Danuska, Danuska.

- I'm scared...
- Danuska, it's me, Zbyszko.

- I'm scared...
- Danuska, it's me, Zbyszko.

Danuska! Danuska!

Let me go! I'll
kill him like a dog.

You want to murder a prisoner?

Danuska, don't you
recognize me? Danuska!

I'm scared...

You will give the
lady a clean dress.

And you will put on the
rags you've made her wear.

- And when you're done, we'll find a branch for you.
- Danuska! Save me!

Stay away from her!

This is the result of her suffering.
Now you know the nobility of Siegfried.

Take him to Spych�w and
throw him at Jurand's feet.

Tell Jagienka that Danusia is ill
and we have to ride slowly. Move on!

Life in Poland is much
more difficult and complex

than what I ever
imagined in Lorraine.

You must choose, my lord. A
guide can take you to Cracow,

if you want stay with us. If
not, you may go back to Malbork.

Farewell! Maybe God
will let us meet again.

Take him.

I was ordered, my lord, to
bring Siegfried de L�we to you.

He stands before you; this
evil man, this Teutonic thug

who tortured you and
brought ruin to your child.

Give me a sign what to do
with him, how to punish him.

On your knees, dog.

What are you doing, my lord?

My lord, surely you do not
intend to set the devil free?

You want to let the prisoner go?

You want him to go unpunished?

Why did we chase
him across the world?

The prisoner belongs to him and
he can do whatever he chooses.

If your will is to be done, my lord,
we must lead the prisoner to the border.

This is our border,
yours isn't far from here.

If your grief or God's
thunder don't kill you,

people will not harm you. Go free.

Stop!

- I can smell flowers...
- Danuska...

- Where am I?
- Near Spych�w.

Danuska, wait! Merciful
Jesus, wait! Wait! Danuska!

I looked for her until I
found her and won her back,

but she preferred to
see God than Spych�w.

Call to arms! Call to arms!

Soon, the sun will rise
and the battle will begin.

Repeat my orders once again.

You, Grand Duke?

The Lithuanian army on the
right flank, by Tannenberg.

You, brother Lengvenis?

Smolensk regiments
nearer the Polish flank,

Mstsislav regiments in the
middle of the Lithuanian units,

the knights from Novgorod by me.

And your men, Jalal al-Din Khan?

My men will go with the
Lithuanians. Allahu akbar.

And you, John of Lamberk?

Czech units will take their place by
regiments from Smolensk, others with Poles.

You, marshal?

As you ordered, Your Majesty, I left
sixty mounted knights for your protection.

Cracow regiment in the center of
the left flank, near Ludwigsdorf.

Behind them, regiments
from Sieradz and Poznari.

I ordered deep pits to be
dug in front of our army

and for them to be well concealed.

When the Polish heavy
cavalry falls into the pits,

they will be an easy target

for our archers and guns.

And then our cavalry will
attack from both sides.

And if the Poles
refuse to attack first?

Jagietto is a prudent leader.

Jagietto and Vytautas
are cunning and crafty,

but they lack the artistry
of European knights.

Their men know nothing of obedience, they
are hot-blooded, they will attack first.

No, our heavy cavalry
will attack last.

First the Tatars and
light Lithuanian cavalry.

The furs and wooden shields
of Lithuanians and Tatars

will last only a
moment against swords,

when the armored Teutonic
knights attack them.

They will be our scouts,
checking for ambush.

I know it's dangerous.

We've won all our battles
attacking in formation.

We will crush them at once with
our heavy cavalry and armor.

Every precaution must be taken,

first the pits, then
the cannons and archers.

And finally, I will lead sixteen
regiments into the battle.

I will fight among you.

As becomes a true knight.

The king should not join the fight for
then he wouldn't be able to command it.

Eastern tradition has the leader
commanding his troops from a hill.

- From there he can see everything.
- Wisely spoken, Grand Duke.

Yes, this is the way
they fight in the East.

- It's dawn.
- Time to move the army into the battlefield.

- Lead the army.
- No!

They will wait in the
forest, do not hurry.

It will be easier to form the
regiments under the cover of the forest

and to wear armor in the shade.

We should hide in the bushes?

We want to fight in the
open field as becomes a lord.

- I won't be able to restrain the knights.
- You are to wait.

Even you cannot stop them, Your
Majesty. What is your command?

Do as I say
- wait. Father Bartholomew will read a mass.

Or two. Wait in the forest!

Let us bow down to the Sun.

How many of these pagans
are hiding in the forest?

A hundred thousand, I reckon.

It will be the greatest
battle of our time.

We don't know how many
Teutonic Knights there are

but we have never seen so many.

Maybe a hundred thousand.

What is the name of the village where
the Teutonic knights set up their camp?

Grunwald.

Before those barbarians
decide where to stand,

our regiments will assume
the best position, and there,

look brothers, there are
the guests of the Order.

The best knights of all Europe.

The rest is in the hands of the Lord,
he will help his faithful servants.

The rest is in the hands of the Lord,
he will help his faithful servants.

Your Majesty, the Teutonic
knights are taking their positions.

To work, brothers!

It will be a bloody struggle,

but it will ensure the rule
of Christianity in the East

for millennia.

- The Grand Master -
hail! - Hail! Hail! Hail!

My lords, it's time for mass.

Your Majesty, knights from Bavaria,
Swabia and Franconia joined the Teutons.

Stop the mass! My horse!

Your Majesty, knights from
Rhineland, Frisia and England.

They're hiding. They should stick
to spoons and not pick up swords.

You don't know them,
Poles are courageous,

but their King still
expects envoys of peace.

It's a disgrace! The whole power
of the Order fears the Poles.

I'd rather die!

Even if I have to do it on my own,

I will attack the whole Polish
army with these two swords.

It's disobedience! Think, how we
can lure the enemy out of the forest.

Your Majesty, envoys
from the Teutonic knights.

The Grand Master
Ulrich von Jungingen

challenges you, Your Majesty
and Grand Duke Vytautas

to mortal combat.

And to strengthen your courage,
which you so clearly lack

he sends you these
two unsheathed swords.

The Grand Master wants you to know, that
if you need more room for the battle,

he will withdraw his army so that
you don't have to hide in the bushes.

We have enough swords but we accept
these two as a foretoken of our victory.

Stop the heavy cavalry!
They don't go first, stop!

Stop! Stop!

Turn back!

Go to Duke Vytautas and
Jalal al-Din. Attack!

Lithuania!

Damn them! They broke through.

This is Wit0ld's light
cavalry. Wallenrod!

Begin in the name God.

They won't break through,
we will trample our archers.

Attack!

Go� m� uns.

Our knights! They will trample us!

Your Majesty, send
reinforcements, save our army.

Lichtenstein!

Charge!

Charge!

Kalisz and Sieradz regiments
- support the right flank.

Help Masovia!

The banner is in danger!

Powata! Take three regiments,
go round the enemy and attack!

Turn back! Turn back!

We'll go around them
and attack their flank.

Zyndram! The infantry is attacking!

Attack! Attack!

Kuno von Lichtenstein,
do you recognize me?

I do.

I swore I'd find you and fight you.

Fight then.

It is mortal combat.

Fight!

Take off your helmet.

Fight, you dog!

This is the man who
this very morning

claimed to be stronger than
the mightiest of the world.

Jagna? Jagna!

The End