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A VISITOR
Once upon a time, there were seven times seven disaeases
and seven times seven deaths in the world.
Every disease had its own death.
In a year of hunger and misery, the Almighty sent them all out
and told every death how many people they have to take to the netherworld.
For one of the deaths, it was his first time out in the world.
He used to be an angel in heaven,
but now the Almighty decided to send him to earth to work as death.
Jaagup, your time is up. Go and prepare yourself.
Do come in, seeing as you're here.
What can I get you? Beer? Or perhaps something stronger?
You must be frozen through. Have a sip of this.
Can't you hear me, Jaagup? Your time is up.
What do you mean, up? It's not up. No, it's far too soon.
Have a drink of this for the cold.
It is not too soon at all, you've had your fair share of life.
Drink, it's not polite to refuse what's offered.
That's better!
Come now, have a seat.
Go on, guys.
Why have you all shut up?
Why are you so grim and sullen? Have a drink, it'll ease your mood.
Well, do you like it?
Hey, play a tune.
Do you know the story of a poor man who once found a pot of gold?
You don't? Well, let me tell it to you.
One night, he went to the woods.
Hey, Jaagup. - Yes?
Fill it up. - Of course, right away.
Do you know that story about a poor man or not... - Here you are.
Hey, sing something.
Go on, sing.
And Death claims all the kings and ministers, officials,
lords and ladies, city folk, vicars, pastors, sextons.
But who would tend the inn, should the innkeeper die?
Who would ever pour us the elixir of life?
But who would tend the inn, should the innkeeper die?
Who would ever pour us the elixir of life?
So let us have a drink, while we're still strong and able,
let us reminisce on life since the cradle.
But who would tend the inn, should the innkeeper die?
Who would ever pour us the elixir of life?
So let us have a drink, while we're still strong and able,
let us reminisce on life since the cradle.
For in the netherworld - the Almighty knows...
Well, go on and tell me how many more years you want.
Not too few, not too many - I'd be happy with a hundred years.
All right, let's make it so.
Is your mother at home? - My stepmother has gone to bed.
Tell her that Death has come for her.
We have a visitor.
How old are you? - I'm eleven years old.
You must be weary and exhausted?
Yes, I'm very weary. I'd so like to rest.
I have called you many times.
Seen you in my dreams. How you take my hand and take me to sleep.
I want nothing else but to sleep.
You shouldn't talk like this, child. Your turn won't come anytime soon.
Did you wake your stepmother? - Oh!
The visitor is waiting for you.
I told you not to disturb me. You no longer obery me at all.
Don't just stand about, finish your chores and be done with it.
Your time is up.
Say farewell to life, I have come for you.
This is a joke, right? You're not being serious, are you?
Perhaps this is a mix-up.
You must have wanted the neighbours. I'll show you the shortest way there.
No, there's no mix-up. I came specifically for you.
Perhaps there's no such rush with this business.
Perhaps we can make a deal?
I've put some stuff aside here.
Stop gawking, do your chores.
Perhaps there's no rush.
Come and see what you'd like. Choose whatever you want.
Go on, take these.
Put these away.
I'll only give you more time if you promise to treat her as your daughter.
If you don't yell at her, don't tell her to work hard
and let her sleep every night, only then I'll leave you be.
But I'll return right away if you disobey me. - Yes, yes.
I will love her, take care of her, of course I will.
All right then. - This won't cost me anything.
Where are you going, dear child?
Come to mummy, my little sweetie.
Come here, my darling child.
May I come in? - Do come in, traveller.
Oh, it's you. Hello there.
What roads have brought you here?
Have a seat, rest your feet.
I must settle scores with you. - Is that so?
Yes, orders of the Almighty. - Oh, I see.
All right, then.
What did you give it?
Sweet flag infusion. It's stomach is loose.
It's good medicine.
Cures several diseases, both in humans and animals.
It also repels fleas. - You know a lot of wisdom.
There's no great wisdom to it. People know such things before me...
and I hope they'll also know them after me.
I've lived a long life
and I can feel it myself that my time is almost up.
It would be good though, if there was someone
to whom I could tell all the things
I have seen and learnt during my long life.
Your words ring true, you must love your work.
How else? Your heart must be in it.
If your job is not to your heart, you must find another job.
But how do you know which is the right one?
You see, the right job is the one
where you can do good to others.
Could you take me on as your apprentice?
I can no longer go back and I don't even want to.
Why yes, I can take you on.
But you must become a human then.
And die as well? - Of course, die as well.
So think carefully.
I will think on it.
What's up? Aren't you coming?
No, I decided to become a human.
You're joking? - No, I mean it. I'll become a human.
Very good, I was one short.
Cast:
Script and direction: Elo Tust.
Photography: Arvo Vilu.
Design: Imbi Lind.
The end.
Translated by Kati Metsaots Subtitles by Mardisupp OÜ
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