:11:01
The bell, Circassian.
:11:04
Please, let me explain, my lord.
I am not a Circassian.
:11:08
I'm from the north. A Norseman.
:11:12
I'm a Viking.
:11:15
I was shipwrecked. I'm simply trying
to get back to my homeland.
:11:20
- You're lying.
- No, my lord, I'm not ly...
:11:27
- What's that?
- The bell, Circassian.
:11:30
I know nothing about the bell.
:11:33
Out in the market I was lying,
believe me.
:11:36
- I do not believe you.
- I know nothing but stories and legends.
:11:41
I picked them up in Sicily,
Castile, everywhere.
:11:45
- I don't believe that the bell exists...
- Stop lying!
:11:49
This always happens!
I tell the truth, nobody believes me.
:11:53
- I lie, everybody believes me.
- Raschid?
:11:57
What are you gonna...?
:11:59
Now, wait.
:12:01
Now, wait a minute!
Wait! Wait! Wait a minute!
:12:07
All right!
:12:09
All right, my lord.
:12:12
I'll tell you what I know.
:12:14
Everything I know.
:12:17
Thank you.
:12:21
Well...
:12:23
You see...
:12:25
We were on our way south,
on a raiding voyage.
:12:29
It'd been a hard month,
it'd been blowing for days on end.
:12:33
And when we did find calm water.
It was only along with fog, my lord.
:12:39
A thick, dense fog.
:12:42
And... And then...
:12:45
And then?
:12:47
And then...