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"Hunger teaches new skills."

"Rome is eternal," my friend.

Oh, God! So sorry!

Everything OK? Did you hurt yourself?

"Greetings, woman. I behold your countenance with cheerful delight."

Good morning. -Good morning.

Should I come back later?

This is the programme for Friday.

We'll go through it all again tomorrow.

Is your mother coming?

Never in a million years, she said.

Won't this sun ever stop shining? Who can bear this?

Thanks.

Hello. -Hello.

How was it for you when you became a novice?

When I knelt down to receive the blessing,

all I could think of was the price tags on the soles of my shoes.

I couldn't remember if I'd removed them or not.

The shoes were brand new.

Don't demand especially deep feelings or thoughts of yourself.

Inner peace cannot be enforced.

One must seduce it for years until it surrenders.

And had you removed the price tags?

Yes.

Thank you.

I’d have never taken this decision without you.

I'd never have had the courage.

Police! Police!

Excuse me. Is that your suitcase?

"It fills us with great enchantment..."

"...to see your beautiful face!"

"The time is ripe!"

Thank you.

Excuse me? Can I take it with me now?

Of course. It's beautiful. When's the big day, my dear?

Friday.

Lovely. -Thanks.

Have a wonderful day!

I don't give a shit about it.

They're all faggots.

If I could, I'd smack them the head with a hammer, too.

All of them.

No! What's wrong with this thing?

Fascists, Communists, the French Revolution,

the discovery of America...

Maria! Good evening!

Kiss the hand!

Thank you very much!

Excuse me? Is this the bachelorette party?

Hello. Good morning. -Hello, Maria.

Maria! Hello!

Hello, Lisa! How are you?

Friday? -Yes.

Are you excited?

You're positively radiant! I've never seen you like this.

Well, that's the weather and the light.

No, no, you can't fool me.

This fulfillment...

It's so lovely. I'm so happy you're joining us. -Maria!

Hello, Berta. -What happened? You're shining like the sun!

She's joining us on Friday.

Hold on to that joy. That glow. -Yes.

Enough about this silly glow. I have to meet Francesca. See you later.

Goodbye.

Stop treating me like a child!

I had many lovers, but luckily Jesus wasn’t one of them!

Is this how you honour your mother? -Mum, I'm honouring you.

Why can't you be happy for me?

I can. But if you became a fascist, I wouldn't be happy either.

So, a humble life in a convent is the same as fascism. Wonderful!

Weren't the crusades wars of extermination?

Ah, but gulags never existed? 30 million people never died?

That was Stalinism! -And the Crusades happened a thousand years ago!

At least come and have a look at it once.

No.

I've spent my whole life fighting for freedom.

I'm not setting foot in that prison.

Good.

I love you.

I love you.

... that I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

The elk

The elk prances

The elk prances over the

The elk prances over the creek.

Excuse me, can you read that? The elk prances over the creek.

The elk prances over the creek.

What's this? Unbelievable! I didn't know there was a gate!

All I want is another Gin Fizz.

I've been here eight years, but no one will give me a Gin Fizz.

No one respects the elderly anymore.

Just one more Gin Fizz, then I can go.

Don't listen to her.

She's possessed by the devil.

I'm just a tourist in my own life now.

Worse.

I'm already dead.

And all I want...

is one last Gin Fizz.

Everything's fine.

Our poor Reverend Mother...

She had a secret love affair.

They found out.

How do you know?

She couldn't bear the double life anymore.

So she had to accept the consequences.

And now she can't even get a proper burial.

It's a tragedy.

Why?

Suicide is a mortal sin which can no longer be confessed.

So a Christian burial isn't possible.

Yes, but...

...but, today it's not like that anymore, is it?

In particularly severe cases, it is.

Remember yesterday when you said I was glowing?

Yes.

That was because I was up all night fucking.

But we're still sharing a room, right?

Why are you here, Mum?

Communism this Catholicism that...

a mother should always be there,

when her daughter needs a tissue.

Thanks.

No matter where you go...

people are all the same, aren't they?

Yes. Unfortunately.

Or fortunately. Depends how you look at it.

Hello.

God - the father, Son, and Holy Ghost?

Enjoy your stay!

"The time does not call for a general."

"Every thing has its time."

I'll stand near you in case you need a tissue.

Even in Vietnam! -I know.

So, are you going far away?

As far as possible.

Well, Rome in the summer... Who can stand it?

All the tourists, the heat...

Total chaos!

Wait a second.

It's true.

That's exactly how it was.

"If God is on our side, who can be against us?"

I'll never forget how beautifully he said that.

Maybe the most beautiful thing I've ever heard.

Do you know the bank on the Pincio, near Villa Borghese?

Holy mother of God!

How do you know about that?

Let's go. Juanita!