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Mr. Driscoll, there seems to be some reservation about where could you appear all?

You've never expressed any remorse.

The crime should be committed before you were incarcerated here.

How do you explain that?

How can I say I'm sorry if I don't remember what I did?

Stacey Keach.

I'm so busy you might be able to help me out.

Who donated this?

I spent the last 17 years prison.

My whole face was reconstructed.

It's a good face.

John v. Bourgeois.

You're really not going to go with him are you?

Did it ever occur to you last night while you were sitting by the fire looking into his big green eyes that this man isn't exactly a boy scout?

What happened?

Mr. Eric's boys don't seem to like me.

I have the money. I have the power.

There's no way. I'm going to let you come back to life. Take it.

Ow!

A burning secret is about to be exposed.

A secret worth dying for.

Two strangers are caught in the middle and it might cost them their lives a man without a past and a woman desperately searching for the truth.

If we go back there maybe you'll remember something.

Maybe I'll remember what it feels like to beat a girl to death.

Hello brother.

Action the brother.

My brother's dead.

Harlan, we all thought you were dead.

Stop it!

The face made me different.

But look at the eyes.

False identity.

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who will be without your burden you the man of culture will remember to try foreord

That's a seniority.

I'm a ridiculous person.

Just four minutes.

1815.

Our best year.

We have set aside a sixteen cases for your pleasure.

How extremely generous, Brian.

Your compliments are always like a two-edged sword, Baron.

But nevertheless, I treasure them.

Your estates in the valley continue to expand.

Yes. The, um, truced family were evicted this morning.

You know when your priest is coming.

Prior, I have little time for the comes and goings of priests.

Quite so, quite so.

But we should be careful.

Why?

My dear Baron,

I turn a blind eye to your property acquisitions.

In return, you finance my monastery.

We don't want a new priest sticking his nose too deeply

into our spiritual arrangements to win.

I foresee no difficulties.

How about some more wine?

Come on!

We're back from the war!

Ha ha ha!

Mother!

We're in for hell, Catalina!

Prior, Father Joseph Moore from south sport.

Ah! The artificial strategy!

Please come in.

Thank you.

Please come in.

May God be with you prior.

I am a very dear.

As you know or perhaps don't,

I told the Archbishop that I considered you far too young for this position.

However, it's my duty to carry out his orders.

Is this your first parish for the more?

Yes.

I was the Archbishop's Secretary for two years.

That's so.

Ovendorf is a quiet footage for the more.

Traditional sets in its ways free from revolutionary dogma.

So if you have any ideas about changing the world,

you better keep them to yourself.

Until the vicaritus renovated, you will room.

Miss Mr. Grubor as a village teacher.

And kindly attend to your hair and habit.

You look at how you have been dragged through a hedge.

Not the way a man of God should appear with flock.

Nor is Shiller's books a robber's proper reading for novice priests.

You would do better to concentrate on your Bible.

Little reverence.

I shall do everything in my power, down in my office.

And as far as my appearance is concerned, I'm not ashamed of my poverty.

Didn't Jesus walk barefoot with his disciples?

And for the money lenders and the rich merchants out of the temple?

Thank you for refreshing my memory.

And as far as Shiller, your reverence.

I read his works because he speaks to my very soul.

I think for myself.

And it's not your responsibility to dictate my taste in books.

Your reverence.

Heat my words, winners.

Furthermore,

that is all.

You may go.

Four thousand cossacks made that four hundred cossacks.

Four hundred cossacks?

There were a lot of them.

And we cut them down with our sappers.

Ha ha ha ha.

You stupid liars.

No, it's true Zofia.

Our colonel personally commended us on our bravery.

Didn't he, Hans?

True birth father and Hans, he said, you are brave men.

A fine example to your fellow soldiers.

Your bravery will be...

Do carry on, troubaden. Let me interrupt you.

Tell me, troubaden.

Father!

What news of love you have ever had?

What news of love you have ever had?

Father!

What news of Lieutenant Conrad von Seidel?

Sir, we don't know.

We didn't see him after the battle.

He was badly wounded.

We were separated during the attack.

Liar.

Not only did you turn my oldest son against me,

but you took him off to Russia and left him there to rock.

No!

No, no sir.

Conrad forgave you, Baron.

He asked us to tell you that.

You left him to die alone without the comfort of a priest.

His death is on your conscience.

And in his name may you be damned for all eternity.

Excuse me.

Do you know where Franz Grubel is?

Over there.

Thank you.

Welcome, Father.

My name is Robert.

We've been waiting for you.

Nice to meet you.

Let's go in, please.

All right.

This way.

Mr. Grubel, Father Moore is here.

Welcome to Auburn, don't bother, Moore.

Thank you.

It's very nice to be here.

This is my wife, Elizabeth.

Hello.

Welcome to our home.

Thank you.

Oh, and this is Robert who helps us in the school.

Yes, we just met.

Oh, please, please.

Come in.

Come in.

Make yourself come.

You played the guitar?

A little.

Actually, I consider myself more of a poet.

Oh, wonderful.

I write songs and the children sing them at school.

I'll take care of the coal with tonight's.

You're help.

Thank you.

Hey, Robert.

Hi, dear.

Hey, dear.

You're welcome.

Happy birthday, dear Sarah.

Happy birthday.

This way.

You too.

Ouch!

Come on.

Come on.

No.

Thanks.

Search the place.

Captain, these poor fools have no money to pay for anything.

It might be better if you raided the office.

Don't touch me.

Don't touch me.

Don't!

Don't!

Don't!

Don't!

It's not even good for me.

I bet you wish you could be so wild and bad.

Get up with me.

Captain, there's nothing here.

Let's go.

If you go rob us, you can rape us.

You can kill us.

But you won't have our soul.

We will never die!

Why do you hate him so much?

Because he's a hothead.

Because he's a free-thinking,

shiller-loving radical.

In Vienna, liberal students are being thrown into jail, father.

I fully support the measures the emperor and mittany are taking.

Against such trash.

You are the only one who will be with his father.

Oh, I might well be an enemy of the church.

Had you thought of that?

Because he reads the robbers.

Yes, yes, he's different.

But he's a fine priest.

Nevertheless, I have been farmed the Archbishop.

Your question won't make his own decision.

Well,

I wish you a speedy recovery, father.

And may God be with you.

Sing me so I sing.

Work up! Work! Work! Work!

Work!

Singing, thy name and admire thee.

For you are strength, almighty God.

I feel it, Father.

We will be rich.

Yes, but we need clients to pay top prices for our liquor.

We need heavy drinkers.

Good-bye, Father.

I feel it, Father.

We need to pay top prices for our liquor.

We need to pay top prices for our liquor.

We need to pay the drinkers.

Good-bye, Father.

We need heavy drinkers.

Good-bye, Father.

With that kind of thinking, there's no way we can fail.

Listen to me carefully.

I've arranged a deal with the Army Commander of the Border.

He will buy everything we have.

Delivery, next full moon.

But I feel it's going to be risky.

Yes, I know. The full moon.

Werewolves.

Not werewolves, you idiot.

Janssen, this bandit.

Then to hell with the captain.

Joseph, if you realize the type of people here, don't you?

What do you say, Uber?

They'll never come to church uninvited.

Let's convert them.

Joseph, are you out of your mouth?

If the people in the village find out, they'll report it to the Archbishop in Salzberg.

I want nothing to do with it.

What?

Then come.

Not if we convert them first.

Trust me.

Joseph, this is absurd.

Look at them. Look at them.

Come.

Go away.

Would you come here?

Oh, dear, it's the day I'm going to go.

Shall we?

With you and Sis.

Let's leave, Joseph.

We don't belong here.

They're just trying to provoke us.

Eat.

Smile.

Happy.

Be you and your friend, Father.

Best wishes from Hans.

We don't see many priests around here.

Tell us your name.

Father, Joseph Moore.

And yours.

MacDelline?

Oh, my God.

Queen of night.

MacDelline.

That's a beautiful name.

As beautiful and as special as it's bare.

Oh, my God.

Boy, thank you, Father.

Nobody ever said something that nice to me before.

Thank you.

Close my friends.

Close my friends.

Close my friends.

Close my friends.

Ask him what his God thinks of smugglers.

Hans wants to know what your God thinks of smugglers.

Smuggling is coming under the 11th commandment.

The 11th commandment?

Yes.

Don't let yourself get caught in the act.

And now for some more music.

The 11th commandment is coming under the 11th commandment.

The 11th commandment is coming under the 11th commandment.

The 11th commandment is coming under the 11th commandment.

The 11th commandment is coming under the 11th commandment.

The 11th commandment is coming under the 11th commandment.

The 11th commandment is coming under the 11th commandment.

The 11th commandment is coming under the 11th commandment.

The 11th commandment is coming under the 11th commandment.

The 11th commandment is coming under the 11th commandment.

The 11th commandment is coming under the 11th commandment.

The 11th commandment is coming under the 11th commandment.

The 11th commandment is coming under the 11th commandment is coming under the 11th commandment.

Latver Forma

My astros, please!

No!

Please!

Please.

Why not?

You know who?

It's Bravo, my student.

I think you should leave.

Bravo, my student.

Bravo, my student.

Oh, that's you.

Come on, too.

Come on, too.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Don't go yet.

Come on.

Come on.

Hey, you.

You're great, mover.

And your melodies are beautiful.

Thank you, Joseph.

Not only that.

I think we picked up some conference.

Better wait till the sun.

At least now they know that church isn't for just old women.

God is for everyone.

Yes, they feel you.

God betrayed him.

They couldn't forget him.

Word, how you heard?

It's wonderful to be here.

You're very welcome.

And you will find the people,

good people, here in Elbendorf.

I already have.

Hans Gruber and his family have welcomed me to their home.

God bless you.

And remember, I'm always here for you if you need anything.

Thank you, Father Nausle.

Please, pray for me.

Good day.

Thank you, Father.

The new priest was out of school today.

Really? What did he have to say for himself?

He said we should love one another and not hate.

Something like that.

Sounds like another one trying to preach the impossible.

What's he like? Is he young and handsome?

Helga.

All priests are the same.

Poor, miserable fanatics.

We'll take coffee in the other room.

Thank God that we finally have a priest who'll hear our confession.

What's wrong with the prior for our line-on?

Oh, he's too busy with his manuscripts.

And his singing mugs and his wine-making.

He's not for a simple person like me.

We need someone who speaks hours.

He's not for a simple person.

He's not for a simple person like me.

We need someone who speaks hours.

He's not for a simple person like me.

We need someone who speaks hours language.

Not Latin.

No, no, no.

Oh, dear. Get out of here.

It's not a place for people like you.

I don't want to see you here.

Everyone is welcome in church.

Good day, Mom.

It's nice to see you in church, Magdalena.

Yes, well.

I forgot it's the anniversary of my mother's death today.

She died many years ago.

Didn't God tell you?

No.

But I'm sure he received her into heaven.

He did it, he...

He's cruel and ruthless.

How could he have...

How could he have caused an innocent woman so much suffering?

Can you answer me that?

Where was he when my mother was dying of starvation?

Come, Magdalena.

Magdalena.

The world isn't always what it appears to be.

God loves us beyond our comprehension.

And believe me when I tell you, then...

All he wants is the best for us.

Come on, Mom.

Good day, priest.

We have time to hear my confession.

We're not quite ready for you.

No.

Where in thieves crucified with Jesus Christ?

I have robbed, burned, and plundered.

I thought God loved sinners like me.

Normally he does.

But in your case, he needs more time to prepare.

Don't be smart with me, priest.

I own this place.

Neither you nor your God will change that.

They've taken to us away from me.

My house, my family, my future.

Where was your God when I needed protection?

No, priest.

There's no God in this world.

Believe me.

It's time for action.

And not for hymns with keys and don't women.

I am for the revolution.

And live for nothing else.

Let's go, brothers. We work to do.

If God loved humanity, he wouldn't let all this happen.

Magdalena, this man who destroys the life that God gives him.

Well, why doesn't God take better care of his gift?

Why is he never there when you need him?

Why?

Why doesn't he stop the suffering?

Why?

I'm not.

Virgin Mary,

pray for me.

Guide me.

Don't forsake me.

I'll leave Virgin.

Give me strength in my power of need.

The Archbishop hasn't answered my letter.

Well, we must do something.

Do we have something in mind, Baron?

Yes.

I will have Magdalena sign a statement saying that she is more as mistress.

That should discredit him.

He must go.

Our prayers will be answered, Baron.

I will have to get you, Magdalena, to make you my wife, just as I promised.

I've lived in breed for the small group ever bit of my heart.

Waiting for you.

Waiting.

But you left it too long, yes.

You rode away just once too often.

Madamie, now.

And you will always be mine.

With you, we'll miss either of you strong enough to carry on the revolution.

This struggle against oppression and freedom of thought.

Who would dream you are, Jansa?

A fine gentleman, please. He can lead his lawless bandits into victory,

but doing medini in the cold words and the spreading of terror.

No, Jansa.

No, I won't go with you.

You have another man?

No, I don't.

There was you in the doctor me like this.

Who is he?

It's too late, Jansa.

It's too late.

Baron?

Bring me Magdalena.

Yes.

I wish to talk with you.

Talk?

Not here.

We have to wait.

I won't wait here.

Meet me in the gatehouse.

You'll never be here.

Don't be afraid, Jansa.

I'll never be here.

You'll never be here.

I'll never be here.

I won't be here.

I'll never be here.

No, Jansa.

You'll never be here.

What do you want?

I want you to sign this.

Oh, you were do as I say.

You promised my mother to take care of me when I was small.

You raped me when I was 12 years old.

Then you sold me to the house.

I was a little old.

I was a little old.

I was a little old.

I was a little old.

I was a little old.

I was a little old.

Then you sold me to that prior to blackmail

I meant to take and carry your dirty schemes.

Shut your mouth.

You called me a whore.

To be a whore.

With any man out there as a life.

But to be in the hands of the felt like you in the prior

is worse than death.

One day you'll be punished for this.

You and the prior.

And furthermore without me.

All this been.

You have been with him, haven't you?

No.

But I would if if he would have asked me.

Any time.

Because he's a man.

A real man.

Something.

Something that you'll never be never.

Don't you dutch.

Death!

Thanks.

Oh my God.

The car is not my love.

What the hell is that?

Oh my God.

I'm ready.

Lactelines wounded.

Left her in the church.

She's so young and pretty.

She mustn't die.

Yes, my delina.

Please.

I'm here.

I'm here.

I'm more of a bitch.

I'm gonna hear you'll be fine.

Please.

Please.

Please.

I'm so scared.

I'm so afraid.

I'm so afraid.

I'm here.

I'm out.

Lacteline, get the picture!

OK.

Open up the door.

positive furl happen?

Whew.

That works.

I'm here.

SH-

Oh.

Pray to God she doesn't die.

I meant no harm.

I come to you this time for confession.

Not here.

In the church.

In God's house.

God bless you father.

God bless you my son.

God bless you father.

God bless you father.

God bless you father.

God be with you father.

Have you heard whom he's sheltering at Groobers place?

Shavenful.

Oh, something like that in our village.

Someone should report it to the Archbishop.

I'm sorry to hear about Father Mosterton.

The approach over the records.

As to the other matter.

He's not serious, judge.

A very, very serious guy.

But did not Jesus say,

why don't you do unto my loneliest brother?

You do also unto me.

Come watching around in their hearts.

Shattering, dying halls.

Shaven even gave rule with our diemics.

Mary Magdalene was also a sinner.

But do you have proof?

As long as we have no positive proof.

That war has violated the rule of salvation.

There is nothing we can do.

He's a hothead.

That doesn't make him a maniculant.

And what's father more than his surtine?

He never married or was rather.

The only witness to his baptism

or the hangman of Salkvark.

Proof, Father.

That is what is needed.

I will provide it.

Something must be done.

Y I means.

Fire.

It's the only reason we do so far.

Please be the guy in all eternity, our men.

Forgive me, pry, for I have sinned.

I have lusted after the whore Magdalene.

Is that all?

No.

She goaded me.

I almost killed her.

I didn't know what I was doing.

It's all the fault of that damn priest more.

I will not leave her.

Attempting murder.

And for an occasion, have we no sinned.

Pray for God's forgiveness.

Because of a Godless whore.

The god decides who is lost and who is it.

Absolved, live on my sins.

Go, too.

You'll be fine.

Get something to started.

What will you do now?

My sister is alone during Salzburg.

I'm gonna work with her.

It'll mean a whole new life for me.

I'll vary everything.

I don't know how to thank you. You've saved my life.

But...

No thanks for necessary.

Will you forget me?

Or?

How could I forget the lady who taught me how to dance?

Never.

No, I'd like...

God bless you, Magdalena.

I'm sorry.

You ready?

I'll...

They say I brought shame to the village because I saved a whore.

Jesus said they should revile and persecute you from my namesake.

I can't stand these self-righteous hypocrites, a fun title.

They bring so much pain to the world.

But what can I do?

The church doctrine weighs me down.

I know I understand.

But we can't always shout the truth from the rooftops.

It's not easy being a man of God.

Thank you, dear friend.

God bless you and keep you with us for a long time.

What if I get scared?

Think of the money you're getting.

Does it help?

I'm not sure.

Help!

Turn!

Fire!

God!

Holy version, if you really exist...

Get me out of this place!

I'm looking for Magdalena. Where is she?

What do you want with her?

Oh, my master left her a small fortune.

It would certainly be to advantage if I could see her.

You're a lie.

There is some money.

For a decent burial.

Thank you.

Magdalena is in Southbrook,

and her sister's laundry in the Kittaidakasen.

May God accept your man into his fold.

For you, her husband.

Now you have a decent burial.

She's so beautiful and shines by, isn't she?

But a pity she left you, for a priest.

What do you want?

Just a small favor.

From listening.

You help me get rid of more,

and I help you with your evil use.

What do you mean?

Just as the truth.

Did not take more, Magdalena away from you.

This is the first time in my life.

I've looked at them in the face.

I'll never make a river youth in your right answer.

You are far to settlement.

Magdalena, Magdalena.

Grrr!

Grrr!

Grrr!

Grrr!

Grrr!

Grrr!

Who are you?

Sign.

The prior.

Go to hell!

You, you, the doctor, have...

but first you go to prison, Magdalena.

A thieving, a prostitution.

Unless you confess that more was your lover.

We have witnesses.

Sign.

You don't frighten me anymore, prayer.

It's over.

You lied to me.

You punished me for things I never did.

I don't have the devil in me.

I never had the devil.

You.

You were the devil!

You!

You.

You.

You.

Grrr!

I'm surprised.

Oh, my God.

I know.

I...

I can't believe it.

She will have COVID together.

She will have COVID together.

Please.

I've got to keep on looking.

I am.

Otherwise I think I'm dreaming.

You're mad to me.

Come.

I'm happy to see you.

I'm happy to see you.

I'm happy to see you.

I'm happy to see you.

I'm happy to see you.

I'm happy to see you.

I'm happy to see you.

I'm happy to see you.

I'm happy to see you.

I'm happy to see you.

I'm happy to see you.

I'm happy to see you.

I'm happy to see you.

It's beautiful here.

So tell me.

What?

What have you been doing?

I, uh...

I help my sister.

And I go to church.

Oh, God.

Oh.

Oh, God.

Oh.

And I miss you.

Very much.

I had a dream.

We were living together in another world,

where people were happy,

a world without hate,

where everybody was good and helped one another.

And there was peace.

Why can't it be like that in our world?

Because people haven't truly learned

to love one another, Magdalena.

To give rather than take.

I learned that.

You did?

And you know, help me.

You.

Me?

You changed me.

When you were hurt,

I prayed to God with all my heart that you'd live.

Nothing else mattered.

And he listened to me.

I love you.

So much.

I love you, Magdalena.

But I'm a priest.

Nothing could have changed that.

I have to go.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

Okay.

Good.

Hey.

I'll see you in a minute.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

You need to go.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Wow mOo-

I'm not even going to be here.

I'm not even going to be here.

I'm not going to be here.

I'm not going to be here.

I'm not going to be here.

Jan's hot.

Give back to the back of your stall.

Don't start with the fairy trees.

Go to Hat Pit.

Hah!

Come here, Beast!

I'm done!

Give me the last of the foolish!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

God!

I confess

that I never loved it.

There was too much hate in my heart.

And you can't change the world with hate.

I learned that.

But...

Oh, it's too late.

I forgot the frustration.

It wasn't strong enough.

I'm so cute, you know.

I'm so cute.

I'm so cute.

I'm so cute.

You all right, Joseph?

You know you look pale.

I have to talk to you.

Well, it's about Christmas and the organ.

Well, in short, the mice have eaten it.

The mice.

Yes, the mice.

Well, it's not funny.

You know you're worse than the children.

How can we have a Christmas without an organ?

Oh, Groover, we will think of something.

God will help.

I hope so.

The mice.

Dear maw, Christmas is almost here,

and I wish you the best on this holy occasion.

I loved seeing you in Salzburg.

It was God's will that we should meet.

I think of you every day.

I know you're a priest, but you're also a man.

And I care for that man with all of my heart.

You're loving MacTalena.

Oh, Lord.

Lord, when I fall,

make me again.

Lord, when I fall,

make me again.

And when I stumble in the darkness,

cast your light on me.

Teach me to love others the way that you love us.

I hope it makes me strong,

so I'll never cast doubt on my calling.

Please, Father.

All right.

Silent night.

Holy night.

Joseph, it's...

beautiful.

Thank you.

Uber, do you remember the waltz?

You played at the tavern?

Yes, of course.

Do you think you can play it in straight time?

Yes.

Father, listen.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Oh, look.

How are you?

We're gonna get you back on your feet before the new year.

That's a promise.

I don't think so.

I think that God is calling me to his side.

But I do want to see you on more Christmas.

And then I shall die happy.

What's all this talk of dying?

Gruber and I have written a wonderful Christmas hymn.

And I want the children to sing it for you.

Yes.

For Christmas, Mass, and the language of the people.

And it sounds very, very modern.

But I don't see my wish and risk a break with tradition.

Have them.

First little mice.

I would have broken my heart to have them poisoned.

Actually, everything is my fault.

No.

I'm very sleepy now.

I think I should sleep.

God bless you more.

And all your love.

And protect the simplicity of your heart.

I love you more.

I'm very proud of you.

Father.

Father, I want to confess.

You know, when you are with me,

I am feeling the spirit of success.

Father, I'm not alone.

I don't matter how hard I try.

How hard I pray.

I feel stronger than my will to resist.

I feel more.

I feel more.

I feel more.

I feel more.

I feel more.

I feel more.

Father, I feel more.

Father, I feel more.

God bless you.

Father, my love.

And my will to make you a schoolcipe.

God bless you.

God bless you.

Father, I love you more.

I am mine, I am mine, I am mine, I am mine, I am mine, I am mine, I am mine, I am mine,

I am mine, I am mine, I am mine, Iap, Iap.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Crystal A's on.

Kyrie Layson.

Kyrie Layson.

Kyrie Layson.

Crystal A's on.

Eats the A's on.

Kyrie Layson.

Eats on.

Eats on.

You are leaving, Oubendorf.

As you wish.

But now, let's talk about more pleasant matters.

I have been informed that you composed a song in our language about the Holy Night.

It is supposed to be quite moving.

Yes.

Actually, Gruber, the school teacher, he composed it.

I just wrote the words, but the children, the children, they sing it like angels.

All is gone, all is gone.

Round your virgin mother and child.

All the infants of children there at once.

Never can we leave.

We can never leave.

Goodbye.

Thank you.

God bless you.

I am coming with you.

No.

Yes.

No.

We have to say goodbye, Matilda.

I am going to the guy.

I lost God in myself.

I have to find him again.

Pray for me.

Why?

I chose God.

Don't make it any more difficult than it already is.

Please.

God bless you.

And keep you always.

I love you more.

I will always love you.

I love you more.

I will always love you.

I love you more.

I love you more.

I love you more.

I love you more.

I love you more.

I love you more.

I love you more.

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I love you more.

I love you more.