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Podkarpackie Film Committee
POOLS FILMINSTITUTE
AURUM FILM presents
IN CO-PRODUCTION WITH
THIS FILM IS FINANCED BY
INSPIRED BY REAL EVENTS
I'll say it again.
Use the entire knife to cut.
Cut at a right angle.
Keep working!
Hey?
Door!
Hold him!
Put his balls in the drawer!
Shut up!
PAIN / RAGE / VIOLENCE LOVE / FAMILY
APOCALYPSE
YOU! Come with me.
Where's the preacher? - Father Tomasz is not there yet.
In the name of the Father and of the Son, and from the Holy Spirit. Amen.
- The Lord be with you. - And with your mind.
Before we start...
I'd like to tell you something.
I am not here to pray mechanically.
And I hope you're not here
one of both, just to get it done.
You don't have to stay here.
We can go outside and ... Do you want to play football?
God will follow us.
If we don't have to be here ...
Here.
Then ask yourself: "Why did we come here?"
We are here to remember something important.
Remember and keep it in memory.
Each of us is the priest of Christ.
Me you. Each of you.
They say you have to pray.
What does "pray" mean?
It means, "Talk to God."
Tell him something important, personal.
Tell him about your feelings anger, fear, pain ...
Even about your guilt.
He will understand that.
Sing about it with him!
Daniel!
The Lord is my shepherd...
I won't want to.
He leaves me alone in green meadows.
He leads me along still waters.
He leaves me alone in green meadows.
Shit, bonus is here.
Fuck, that's a bonus ...
How are you, Daniel?
Long time no see.
So you fucking leave here just when I came?
Do you think you can run?
Do you hear me? - Bonus!
I'll find you anyway.
Go there.
Fucking!
Go away! Go away!
Enough!
Hail Mary full of grace. The Lord is with you ...
CORPUS CHRISTI
I have entered my number.
- Don't call me unless it's important. - Thanks.
What time should you be at the sawmill?
At 4 p.m.
That is the other end of the country, right?
Are you scared or something?
I just haven't been there much.
Walkiewicz is a good man.
Demanding, but good.
Father, what if I reached my final? Is it really impossible to ...?
Do you remember what I told you last year?
Yes I know.
No seminar accepts convicts like you.
Besides ...
There are many other ways to do good things in life.
Easier ways.
When you arrive there, do you have to ...?
Sober, that's clear.
You're going to make it.
A!
Two!
Were you really in juvie?
For what?
Simply ... things.
Stuff?
You're a student, aren't you?
From psychology.
Cool.
Yes it's cool.
Difficult as fucking.
Fuck me!
Daniel!
Saint Daniel!
Let me try it on. What is going on?
Take it off.
Do you hear me Take it off.
Or what?
Or that.
Where are you going?
To work.
Where to work
The sawmill.
From a juvie, right?
Released on conditional release.
No, the usual.
I can feel you everywhere, scum.
Oh, excuse me!
- Was it the last mass? - Yes.
The next is in the morning.
- Wait until tomorrow. Excellent. - If you really care ...
No place to sleep in the sawmill?
Which sawmill?
Where are you from?
It doesn't matter where you come from. The only thing that matters is where you go.
Where are you going then?
Wherever the wind takes me, I settle.
So you're from the sawmill.
The church will be closing soon.
I'm a priest.
And I'm a nun.
- I mean it. - Me too.
Where are your clergy?
So I'll ...
I'll introduce you.
Wait here, father.
Give that to me!
- I've been waiting for you all. - You should have gone in and joined.
- The door of the church was not closed. - I'm not that crazy.
- God bless you. - God bless you.
The pastor will be happy to meet you.
Your civilian clothes, father ...
- You can change to the sacristy. - Okay.
Fucking.
Quiet.
It's a friend.
Do you not recognize a friend?
Blessed be God. I'm Wojciech Gołąb.
Father Tomasz.
Can you help me, father?
I have to pay the bills tomorrow.
Sort it by denomination in tens.
So? A parish pilgrimage parish, right?
Kind of.
- Have you been ordered recently? - Uh Huh.
Which seminar?
Father! Can we talk?
My dear father is now in a meeting.
- So ... - Sorry...
Which?
In Warsaw.
The Metropolitan Seminary or those in the Praga district?
The one in Praga.
I passed from the Metropolitan Seminary.
The regime was oppressive.
Anyway, you can't remember. It was long ago.
Your seminar was strict. But we always left
and spend nights.
And you?
Really strict.
But...
Did you sometimes manage to ...
...escape?
Some boys are leaving.
But are they coming back tomorrow morning?
How's the parish doing?
Just the usual. Many people, few believers.
Some only go to church to keep up performances with their neighbors.
I saw the sign with photos.
It was a tragedy.
I have something for you, father.
Quince liqueur.
And you, father?
Bad for my health.
So cheers!
It is getting late. If you want, father, you can stay here.
Before the night.
Something else?
Cigarettes.
Which?
I do not know. Strong.
This one please.
Blessed be God!
Forever and ever.
Look at that boy ...
... Eternal rest grant them, O Lord,
And let the light be everlasting shine on them.
Eternal rest grant to them ...
FATHER TOMASZ
Father!
Father!
Hey?
Are you sleeping?
Excellent.
Morning.
Blessed be God.
- Nnnoo ... - Quiet!
And in bed!
And now...
You can ...
- Father likes to drink something, doesn't he? - He doesn't drink.
I will cancel the confessional session or what?
People are waiting.
God bless you!
God bless you!
Please come in!
Please come in.
Come on!
Blessed be God.
Forever and ever. Amen.
In the name of the Father and of the Son, and from the Holy Spirit. Amen.
A GUIDE FOR CONFESSION
May the Lord be on your lips and in your heart so that you ...
... confess all your sins well.
It was three weeks ago since my last confession.
I have done my fine.
These are my sins.
I can't stand it if ...
My youngest son ... He's twelve.
He smokes cigarettes with his friends at school.
I'm trying to talk to him.
But it does not work.
I sometimes get impatient ...
I hit my son.
Which fine do you have for me, father?
As for cigarettes, it's easy.
There is a proven method.
Buy a pack of strong cigarettes.
And tell him to smoke them. He will stop immediately.
Shall I buy him cigarettes?
Uh Huh. Or give him yours.
But I ... I don't smoke.
I can smell it.
Well, but it's just ...
Sometimes.
Will you hit your son? only sometimes or more often?
Sometimes.
So, if you are fine ...
Take your son's bike.
Thank you.
Thank God.
Here you are.
I once committed a mortal sin.
I have made my confession, but ...
Confession solves nothing.
Do you understand me, father?
Probably.
I ask myself who could replace me.
No ... I don't think it's a good idea.
Only a few days.
Until I find out what the treatment is.
It stays between you and me. The Curia will know nothing.
- You mean masses and stuff? - Yes.
And much more.
Only a few days.
Hold it for me.
Do not enter the pastor's room.
Why would he stay in this hole? if the preacher's room is free?
Because that room belongs to the pastor.
The mass is at eight o'clock!
But you know that right?
In the name of the father, and from the son ...
In the name of the Father and of the Son, and from the Holy Spirit. Amen.
The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, and the love of God,
and the fellowship of the Holy Spirit be with you all.
And with your mind.
Silence can also be a prayer.
I am not here to pray mechanically.
And neither do you, I hope.
God is also outside, right?
Because why are we here anyway?
It is like this.
We're coming to church.
We look at him.
Jesus, how can I imitate you?
You are so pure.
While I bring you all this dirt with me.
How should I act? on your behalf
if I can't handle my own life?
Then pray.
Just pray. From the bottom of your heart.
Now.
Talk to God.
Sing a song for him.
The Lord is my shepherd.
I won't want to.
He leaves me alone in green meadows.
He leads me along still waters.
He leaves me alone in green meadows.
He leads me along still waters.
Good evening!
Stop that!
He's here ... Shh.
God bless you.
- Shall I take off my shoes? - Please don't do it, father ...
- Hello. - Hi.
Come on in.
Shut it down.
No, this is fine. You have a beautiful voice.
- Why don't you sing in church? - Hell yes.
You can see it immediately it was filmed by Kuba.
He added his special effects.
Everything vibrates.
Kuba is ...
it was God's plan.
God intended to kill seven people?
I'm bringing the cake.
Seven? So why are there? six photos on the board?
It was a head-on collision.
Kuba and our friends were in one car.
In the other case there was only one driver.
The driver?
Why is his photo not on the board?
The pastor said no.
He was entitled to make such a decision.
God will save it.
Fucking ...
Hail Mary full of grace. The Lord is with you.
Blessed are you among women,
and blessed is the fruit from your womb, Jesus.
Saint Mary, mother of God, pray for us sinners,
now and on the hour of our death. Amen.
Hail Mary full of grace. The Lord is with you ...
Excuse me, can I?
Of course.
Lord ...
You took them away from us.
Kuba, Marysia, Tomek ...
Maciek, Kamila ...
and Staszek ...
What you did was unfair.
Cruel.
Stupid.
We don't understand why you did that.
We are furious.
Try to understand us.
Don't judge, but understand us.
And help us, O Lord.
Help us understand.
Help us to understand you!
Because we know it how easy it is to lose faith.
Not only in God and his goodness.
But to the point of it all.
We know!
Just take a look!
This is a miracle.
This is the kingdom of heaven on earth.
The one we read so much left in the gospel.
It is not there, far in time and space.
It is here, right now!
Okay!
Now we have to hang it to dry.
Holy water does not matter dirty clothes, Mrs. Lidia.
But it makes them rot.
Father Gołąb called me.
He must stay there a little longer.
- Why? - For electrical stimulation.
- Which stimulation? - From his neck.
- And are they doing it there? - Will you stay longer, father?
- Hello. - God bless you.
Please come in.
Bartus ...
Come here, son.
You will not die.
Take the children away.
That is almost forty euros. Do you understand?
Work for an hour.
And the best part ... The sunshine is free.
The sun is strong and tans you.
You stand so ...
Good morning.
Let's close our eyes and extend our hands to them.
Maybe they feel our presence. Maybe they hear us.
Maybe they miss us too
and need a hug.
It is in our heart. Let's contact them.
Breathe in...
Exhale ...
Exhale ...
Breathe in ... and let everything out!
Once again!
Let's reach out.
Breathe in. Exhale.
Let's reach for the place where no prayer can come.
Where no thought can come.
Breathe in. Exhale.
Take a deep breath and let everything out.
Breathe in! Breathe in.
Breathe in! And exhale! Because we miss them.
Let us focus on what suffocates us.
To what is holding us back from screaming and crying.
Turn around and let it out!
You whore!
You whore!
You whore!
You whore!
You whore!
You whore ...
You whore ...
You whore ...
it feels embarrassing somehow.
Why? Who is going to think it is embarrassing?
They are?
They are not ashamed of you!
Turn right?
Is the priest in it?
God bless you!
Yes of course. We have not had the pleasure ...
Walkiewicz. I'm the mayor.
- Father Tomasz. - God bless you.
I don't have much during my entire term.
For your collection.
It grew a little.
Sorry.
Mrs Lidia told me a few things about you, father.
- Did she? - She did.
I know everything.
Have you heard from the sawmill near the city?
I think so.
Well, it's mine.
Near the hill. No?
Yes?
Yes? OK never mind.
I'm going to open a new wing for the Corpus Christi party.
The pastor and me had already talked about it.
But in this situation ...
if you agreed to replace the pastor at the celebration,
I know how I can show my appreciation.
No problem.
God bless you.
God bless you!
Chill. Just ignore me.
Relax. I invited him.
How are you?
What? That is a regular topic Outside.
Everyone should handle it independent. I do not know.
Okay. And how do you deal with temptation
like a priest, father?
You know...
- Things happen. - What then?
To be honest, celibacy makes no sense.
Once a pope came up with this idea and now it's a problem.
But God had a child and nobody gets him.
Wow, I'm impressed. I suspect we have a candidate for a new pope here!
No, but seriously ...
Rules are rules.
They have a point.
If you participate, do it well.
If you decide to become a priest, you just go for it.
I think I could make it too if I really accepted.
Flying solo, from time to time ...
Hell yes. You can't stand it even on a day without porn.
You'd be damn surprised.
Do you remember the Maciek collection?
Shit! He was the porn king.
Outstanding items.
Used to be?
He also died in that accident.
He didn't die. He is murdered.
Fuck me ...
By that driver ...
if the bastard wasn't dead, he would receive a life sentence.
I would kill him myself instead.
- He was a fool. - Full of shit.
The crazy bastard didn't drink, but who the hell knows?
Drunk driving like fucking, he stepped in
the other job, and bam!
Oh yeah? How do you know that?
- What do you mean? - How do you know that?
Are you going to defend him now? - I am not!
We don't know what happened.
We know the police found him drunk.
Wow, do you believe the police now?
Of course, keep pissing me.
I am not. It's just...
There were six people in one car, man!
Six or five what difference does it make?
The fact is that he always shouted at people.
How many times has he threatened? murder anyone?
- And he finally did. - Yes, he just came up with this idea.
"I'm going to kill damn it someone today! "
Fortunately they didn't bury him here, but in a mess.
- Why? - Because he wasn't a local.
Bullshit! He went to school with my old husband.
Fuck me ...
The pastor refused to bury him here.
The widow had to take him.
So damn good for her.
And what was she guilty of, for God sake?
You better stop talking, huh?
Why would I?
- Why? - Yes why?
Where were you when your brother was buried?
Shut up. Shut up.
- What did you do then? - I'm really surprised.
- Why? - I lost my sister,
you've lost your brother! You didn't even come to his funeral!
You now have no right to talk!
It's not your business!
Take a seat! Why remember what happened last year?
Why analyze this damn shit?
Let's have some fun, play some music, for God sake ...
So that's what it's all about, Father.
What? It is nothing but the nature of God.
Do you think I've always been a priest?
What did you do before?
Everything.
Such as?
Everything. I had lots of fun.
Kuba would have liked you.
And I didn't even come to his funeral.
Why?
I became high as a kite.
Everyone is doing their best.
- Or they don't. - Turn right.
I still do better than my friends.
Not to mention the widow.
Her husband was the driver from the other car.
She has withdrawn, literally gone.
She doesn't talk to anyone.
And nobody tried it?
- She will talk to me. - Hell yes.
Do you want to bet?
What?!
God bless you...
I will not give it back.
You can kill me, but I don't.
I do not understand
Get lost!
Why are you laughing?
YOUR WHORE
I heard you ask around about that driver, father.
Hi!
Do not wait for me. I'll smoke with dad.
I understand your curiosity.
But the investigation is over.
We have only succeeded to calm unnecessary emotions.
What is the point of going back?
Father, I ask you to ...
To let go of this thing.
I have the impression that you give me an order.
Have some humility. You are a replacement, father.
Well, I mean ...
I have the right to talk to the believers about everything I want.
And I can share my opinion about you, father.
With the bishop.
You know...
You may have power.
But I'm the one who's right.
Maybe you are right.
But I'm the one who has power.
So? Do we have a deal?
Make a funny face to cheer her up!
What is wrong? Why is she crying?
Thanks for coming.
As the owner I want to thank my manager.
Applause.
And the CEO of Budexpert
to come here today.
Now I want to ask Father Tomasz to bless the new wing.
Just a short prayer.
Our father...
Today we want to admit to being sick.
This disease is greed.
We need more money more expensive clothing ...
More cars ...
More people we want to control.
Therefore, O Lord, we fall to our knees,
not ashamed to be small.
Our father...
I admit that I am guilty.
I want to be important. Be liked.
Be admired.
To be in the spotlight.
Not just to have more, but to have more than others.
God forgive me.
For constantly trying to find someone worse than myself.
Help me follow your example.
Help me become humble.
And now I want to bless the new wing of the sawmill.
The last workshop is the largest.
Three times more people work here elsewhere in the sawmill.
How many hours a day do they work?
It depends. 24/7 if required.
See, the whole world wait for our shelves.
They are transported to the UK ...
A beautiful sermon, father. Can we talk?
The Corpus Christi festival is coming.
Can we discuss the details?
Talk to Mrs. Lidia, please.
- I'd ask her anyway. - Good thanks.
Six heads!
Watch your fingers.
Let me take it ... It's fragile.
It was in his room.
- With signatures. - It's from David Beckham.
It is still so difficult.
God, it's so hard.
- Sorry. - Do not act like that.
That's fine.
What are you going to do with these things?
I will burn them by the river.
The boys and I will take them to a children's home.
That's Maciek. He drove.
Kuba sent it to me three hours earlier ...
I would like to say hello to my mother!
See you in church tomorrow!
Amen!
The tests showed nothing.
Standard tests never do that.
- God bless you! - God bless you!
We would like to talk to you, father.
I am coming! Please sit down.
Girls, sit down.
What about the widow?
Can we...?
Did your mother send you?
Mommy doesn't know I'm here.
You want something I left Sławek?
Please.
Read it aloud.
"My darling..."
"... daughter was killed ..."
"... with your ..."
"... damned husband."
"How could you allow that? driving your drunk man? "
"You must have known."
"it was you who made it drunk like fucking. "
"We all know some white waste you both were. "
He had been sober for four years now.
The autopsy showed nothing.
My mother wrote this.
This is her handwriting.
Did the pastor know about it?
The pastor?
He promised he would bury Sławek
as soon as things calmed down.
What do you mean?
Amen.
I don't know what to say anymore at the beginning.
Don't worry about that. Shoot.
I have sinned a lot.
I robbed the stores of newspaper stores and stores.
I used drugs.
Once I wanted to show off for my people,
so I hit the shit out of one bastard and he collapsed.
He fell dead at the hospital.
I didn't plan that, but it happened more or less.
So I ended up in juvie.
I contacted the priest there to make it easier.
When I heard it that the brother of the man I killed
came to juvie, I begged the priest for conditional release.
I went to work in the sawmill, but I threw it out there.
I got a damn dress and ...
- Shut up! - Shut up!
What the hell do you want, Pinscher?
Not "what", but "how much".
Five thousand.
- Where the hell am I supposed to find? - In your ass!
Do you want to go back to fucking juvie?
Bonus is so damn ready to come to you.
I wouldn't go back, man.
I wouldn't even think about it.
I bet you're going to end damn dead.
Bless you for that.
Bless you for that.
Bless you for that.
I'm a killer.
Yes, you heard me well. I killed.
I killed in my mind.
I killed in what ...
... I didn't do that.
I killed what I did.
Do you know what we are good at?
Give up people.
Point their finger at them.
"Forgive" does not mean "forget".
It doesn't mean "pretend that nothing has happened".
"Forgive" means "love."
Love someone despite their fault.
Whatever the fault is.
Pray, brothers and sisters, that my sacrifice and yours
can be acceptable to god, the almighty Father.
May the Lord accept the sacrifice at your hands
for the praise and glory of his name,
for our good and the good of all his holy church.
Over the lake
stands a green lime tree.
And in the green
from this lime tree,
three little birds are singing.
They are not really birds,
only three brothers
saying sweet words
to win a girl's favors
and just make her his.
They say, "You are mine."
The other says, "If God gives a sign."
And the third says:
"My darling, why are you so sad?"
"How can I not be sad"
"when they tell me marry an old kid? "
"We don't have much time,"
"only two Sundays"
"I can spend with you, my dear."
Bravo, father!
God bless you!
One more thing.
The money raised during today's mass will be fully spent
at the funeral of Sławek Kobielski,
who has not been buried so far.
The ceremony will take place here, in our parish cemetery.
How are you, bitch?
That is what sick nonsense you said about the funeral ...
Fuck me!
You shithead! Look at that!
Living fucking large, right?
Do not touch this.
Do not!
Now I know why you do this.
You know nothing. I have to bury that guy.
Bury him in the ass.
Give me the damn dough.
Not really.
You want me to break it all fucking bits?! A damn fake.
Fuck me ...
How many inches?
Damn the money, I'll take this shit.
Shit, okay, I'll leave it now.
Bring those damn glasses!
Let's have a drink and a chat ...
Go get them damn it, boy!
This thing after reading.
It's all in the book.
I know, damn it. After reading.
- The sermon? - Yes!
- Is it freestyle or prepared? - It's mine.
Was it damn boring?
No, it damn destroyed me.
You know what to say, people follow you.
You know what to do.
I used to serve in juvie during mass.
But it's damn different.
The point is, you have it in you.
What do I have?
Do I have to go back to juvie?
Work on damn planks until the end of my life?
Give my child a damned board for his birthday? Fucking ...
Do you have a child?
Yes, shit ...
You love her?
I do.
I love her.
Please, damn it. Give me the money.
It's not mine, man. Not mine.
Give me the dough. That is not for me.
I can not do it. It's for the funeral, man.
Okay! Fuck it.
You're broken, you know that?
You have deposited all your potential down the drain.
You are stiff in the head, looks so dead.
Your every move led to the grave.
Miracles fled, lies have spread.
Everything I do, I do for my brothers!
How did he actually announce it? Like a rock'n'roll star.
- After all, it's our money. - Not even respect for ...
God bless you!
We would like to talk.
Let's talk.
We do not agree with this funeral.
It is not right.
It is not appropriate to bury a man in holy ground?
- Not this man. - Exactly.
We want our opinion to be respected.
This is a good city.
With good people.
Please read it.
Please read it.
Here you are.
Do you recognize a handwriting?
What do you need such provocations for?
You have a spiritual collar so you think you're a hunter?
- Let me go. Why do you do things?
Can I stay here?
Blessed be God!
- Officer Baniocha. - Father Tomasz.
We met before, didn't we?
I've never seen you in church.
But I saw you, father.
Not here, in the parish, but somewhere else.
No, I'm from Warsaw.
Are you? Which parish?
Our Lady ... of Fatima.
Did you note it?
Did you ask father? for a priest's identity card?
Do you have an identity card, father?
That is my mistake.
Yesterday I washed father's pants
with his wallet and ID.
I'll bring it later.
Hi...
That's fine.
We just have to watch out for the scum that hangs around.
Give us a moment.
How should we report this?
An accidental fire?
Arson? Or something else?
What does it depend on?
I think about you.
Because we were able to meet here,
then we should be able to find
a reasonable compromise, right?
Turn right.
Do you agree with me, Mrs. Ewa?
I believe
Sławek's funeral should take place at his place of residence.
But in return we add his photo to our plate.
No no! His photo cannot be that attached to our plate.
Not with our children.
His photo must hang with the others.
No, we cannot agree to this.
Let us remember what we were talking about by phone yesterday.
We agreed that today in the meeting
we would try to resolve the conflict.
This is now the most important thing.
- The funeral is here. - No.
Change your tone. Help to calm emotions.
- A priest must ... - ...help out!
... and serve the entire society.
And that is exactly what I am doing.
Sławek deserves a funeral no matter who he was.
He was a murderer.
Sorry?
Murderers and victims may not be buried together.
- Can you hear yourself? - He was the killer.
- From young people. - Which killer?!
No big words, please. Wasn't it an accident?
Although tragic, it was an accident.
I once hit a pig on the road ...
- A pig, yes, but ... - ... and it was an accident.
Nobody calls me a murderer.
Of course it was an accident.
Plus the state of the young people were in after the party ...
Which state?
Which state?
Which state?
Tell me...
Which state? I'm asking you!
- Which state? - No state, mom.
- No meaning of the state? - No state.
They were sober.
Not only did he kill Kuba, he killed me too.
I would not have gotten out of bed
if it had not been for God.
You kill yourself.
I hope the pastor will return soon or I'll just ...
Can we talk outside, father?
What is it?
The truth is...
We argued before the accident.
I threw him out of the house.
And he called that ...
That he would kill himself if I didn't let him in.
But I didn't do anything.
Nothing.
And he drove away.
Are you ready?
Let's go.
We therefore bind his body to the ground,
earth to earth, From dust you come, to dust you will return,
in certain and certain hope of the resurrection.
Rest in peace.
One more thing ...
I would like to invite you to the farewell mass.
Let everyone know.
Are we alone?
- Do you need a drink or ...? Where are your things?
Pinscher fucked me?
Something's wrong?
God bless you.
God bless you.
Mental issues.
Unfortunately, we have very little time and ...
We now have to go to the Curia.
What about the farewell mass?
People gather.
It has been canceled.
No why?
I told you, the bishop was waiting for us.
We have time. We will make it.
I think you should pack your things, father.
Come on.
Father Tomasz is going to come back, right?
Who?
Father Tomasz.
It's on the Curia.
Do not worry.
The parish will always have a priest.
Thank you!
For the praises
God bless you for raising money before treatment.
Do you like damn it?
I didn't hurt anyone.
And nobody knew except Pinscher?
Look into my eyes.
No.
Excuse me.
I will celebrate mass.
Introduce me. Suppose your vacation is over.
Then you are changed and you wait at the parsonage with your luggage.
- Do you understand? - Yes.
There is one condition.
You have never been here.
Say it.
Go ahead, say it.
- I've never been here. - Thank you.
God bless you.
What are you doing?! Get lost!
Get the hell out of here!
Did you think we were friends?
Because we drank vodka?
Have you gone mad?
Your priest is damn gone, huh?
No dress to hide underneath.
You sold me.
You are eager tomorrow.
Bless these gifts, O Lord, and those who made them.
And teach us to share these gifts with the needy. Amen.
When does God speak to us?
The church believes that God speaks to us at every moment of our lives.
Fall in!
- Countdown! - One two Three...
... four, five, six, seven.
I sometimes commit a sin, do something bad.
It takes me a long time to admit my guilt.
- Has everything been cleared up? - Yes sir!
Tools back? So you can find it easily.
- Sir! - What is wrong?
- A boy cut himself. - Where she?
- In the department store. - Do not move.
I'll be right back.
God speaks to us through various events in our lives.
Sometimes we think
it could not have been God's plan.
Various tragedies affect us.
Slam shut!
But the most important thing is never to lose faith.
To remember...
It's just a parable.
A parable of how far you ran away from god.
Everyone. Even I.
Let go!
Let go!
Not you!
Receive bonus here!
Get the hell out of here!
Enough! Fire now!
Hurry!
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