(The clips are part of footage we filmed  before and during the show .)

The Hunter’s Song
A hunter wakes before the sun
Puts schnapps into his tea
He says he hunts for noble sport
But mostly for the bragging fee.
He sees a deer at fifty steps
He shoots at forty-two
He misses by a kilometer
And says that he meant to.

Hey!
Raise the horn and raise the glass
Do tell the story, tell it twice
First tell the truth
Then better, tell the lie

The dead also lie.
Especially hunters.
Dead hunters are bad narrators.
But living ones are worse.

• It must be the foreigner!
  It must be the foreigner!
  Who else could it be?
  We are peaceful villagers
  as peaceful as can be!It must be the foreigner!
  That much we all agree!
  When something strange is happening
  It’s never you or we!It must be the foreigner
  Let history record:
  If something goes completely wrong
  It’s probably abroad.It must be the foreigner!
  The story still survives!
  Because if we are honest here
  It simplifies our lives!

Chorus: What matters is not what happened but what can be repeated.
Guide: You understand: a story must hold. A story must function. A story must protect us from doubt. From collapse.
So. We ask you. Not what happened. But what should have happened? Who is responsible? You were told at the beginning: you would decide. So. Decide. Was it a murder? An accident? A misunderstanding? A widow’s revision? A dead man’s vanity? A total Vernichtung? Or, nothing at all?
You don’t need to speak. That would be inelegant. We will read your silence. We are Austrian. We are very experienced at that
It is decided. And now you are part of it. You were here. You saw it. You did not object.
(Beat)
Which means you agree.

Chorus:
Protect our ancient mystery!
Guard it carefully!
Write it down and certify
official history!

A little rain.
A dead hunter.
A missing stag.
And a valley full of storytellers.
Truth may wander in the woods
and never show its face.
A good story
always finds
a good tavern.