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 won't we? How many arrived? Where do they sit? Today is the judgment day. ..

A young peasant: Who will you show who the boss is; who?

Kalander. Do not shout, drunken fly!

Pisek. Drunken? Who is drunk? Who do you proclaim a drunkard?

Worker. You are drunk like a cow, get out of here!

Pisek. Oh, your excellence, do not take offense! Pardon me, have I guaranteed myself the liberty to so to say. . . Judge for myself. . . Do not bother this excellent gathering! The lords ask to be let some solitude! We are all naughts and poors, we stink like muck! Who are you? We take care of you, we feed you; you remain a rebel and stare at us as though we were uncivilized bastards. Do we require some calm-less soul here? Let me clear the waters: do not bother with the flame; for you will bake your skin and pain will never come to reduce! Such will, huh? Jerman wants to give you a lesson, huh?

Kalander's wife. Have they arrived? They have come! They're sitting among the faithless and the Anti-Christs, muddying their soul, drawing shame to themselves, their wife and their children!

Kalander. I knew she would come on time! God bless, do take a drink, old lady.