Priest/Death: What are you waiting for? Block: I want knowledge. I live now in a world of ghosts, a prisoner of my dreams and fantasies. My indifference to men has shut me out from their company. I see myself and am filled with loathing and horror. Block: I want to confess as best I can, but my heart is empty, and the emptiness a mirror facing me. Jöns: Lashing each other? Painter: Yes, it's a horrible sight. Crowds wander the land lashing each other to please the Lord. Jöns: What's that rubbish there? Painter: People think the plague is a punishment from God. Jöns: And fall into the arms of the priests. Jöns: If you scare them- Painter: They think- Jöns: Then they think. A skull is more interesting than a naked woman. Painter: Why make them happy? Why not scare them? Jöns: Then they won't look at your picture. Jöns: Why all this daubing? Painter: To remind people of death. The priests speculate in sudden death and moral bellyache. Jof: Going to play Death? Jonas Skat: Scaring decent folk out of their wits. Block: What did he say? Jöns: Nothing really. Block: Did he show you the way? Jöns: Not exactly. Block: Black for you! Death: It becomes me well.

Block: My condition is that I may live as long as I resist you. Death: Why do you want to play chess with me? Block: That is my business. Block: Even so, you can't be more skilful than me. Death: I really am a rather skilful chess player. Block: You play chess, do you not? Death: How do you know that? Block: I've seen it in paintings, heard it in the songs. Death: Are you prepared? Block: My body is afraid, but I am not. Block: Have you come for me? Death: I have walked at your side for a long time now. And the seven angels which had the seven trumpets prepared themselves to sound. Dialogue Presented in sequential order Narrator: And when the Lamb opened the seventh seal, there was silence in heaven about the space of half an hour.

The seventh seal 1957 ingmar bergman