- Wait a second, now.
And give something to me to clean the hand.
- Well, I don't have anything.
- How come? I give you rags regularly.
I have nothing indeed.
If you want - come in and see.
- Though, it is smutty and dirty inside - just a mess ...
- Ok, ok, you just cannot put it in the bank - it doesn't matter how much I would give you.
I have come on an errand of our abbot, father Filaret.
Father Filaret will give you a bless. You can live with him.
With a reverend one you will also be reverend.
I don't quite understand what you have just said.
You are in good odor with father Filaret, and he invites you to live in his house-room,
to reinstate your rocky health.
- Who will nurse the fire then?
- Well, novice Nikodim will be responsible for this.
How so? He is afraid of fire.
- We all fear fiery Gehenna.
Listen, father Iov ...
Bless me, I will stay here,
I got used to this place, know everything here ...
- It is near winter, snow, one should fire.
- Do you hear what I am telling you?
- Yes.
- You are in good odor with father Filare.
Listen ...
You are literate, are you not?
If I were not, I would not be in charge.
- And you read Holy Books?
- I did, and remember much by heart.
And I... I... forgot...
... why Cain murdered his brother Abel?
- You just keep joking... you better clean the door handle.
- God, save ...
It is dirty here all around... jester.
Tsypa, tsypa, tsypa ...
- Such a beauty.
- You always scary me.
And where did you learn to walk so quiet?
If you want, I'll put horseshoes on my boots,
so that you could hear me from far away.
You shall not do it ...
This is a monastery, not a stable.
What if everyone puts horseshoes on the boots,
what a clop will be here?
Like at the hippodrome.
Should I bet on you then, yes?
What's happened?
I dare say ...
- ... father Anatoly ...
- Again father Anatoly?
What is wrong with him now?
- It is written here everything.
- Why do you give me this scribbles?
We are not in GorKom.
Should you have anything to say, go on.
I don't want to see it anymore.
Father, it is whole-hearted
one cannot stand it anymore.
First. Anatoly never gets his face and hands washed.
Second. He is alwas late to the service.
Third. People come to him from the mainland permanently. It is a monastery, not a passing yard here.
Yesterday, he came to the church - with one boot on his one foot and a sock on his other,
and started to sing with his wretched voice.
Father ... brothers repine at him.
On solemn occassions and holidays,
although he participates in the church service,
but still, he doesn't show up for a prayer, gets undressed, and leaves the church.
- For which more than once he was deprived from his food.
- Oy, enough, stop it.
My head began to swim from you.
- But I have more here ...
- Where is he now?
Well, where can he be ...
... right there, in the boiler-house ... drinks tea with laics.
With sugar.
- Should I call him?
- No, I will go to him myself.
By the way,
did you tell him my request to leave his obedience in the boiling-house,
- and to move and live in my cell?
- Yes, I did.
- And?
He asked me ...
... whether I know... what Cain killed Abel for?
And what for?
- Well, you really want to hurt me now.
- Ok, ok, forgive the penitent.
- Go now, I will talk to him.
- I was sincere, from the whole heart.
- Go, my dear, go.
Forgive me.
Our Lady ...
Forgive me sinful,
save us all.
Give me and my brothers good health and strength.
Let the day be joyful and sinless.
Forgive me Our Lady ...
and keep my trust, reinforce my love to you ...
... Сердце чисто содижди во мне Боже и Дух прав...
Подажь Господи в оставлении грехов всем прежде
отшедшим в вере и в надежде воскресения отцам,
братьям и сестрам нашим.
И сотвори им вечную память.
Достойно есть всякого истина блажесть тя
Богородица и присно блаженная принепорочная
матерь Бога нашего...
Честнейший Херувим славнейший Серафим...
Father ...
Father,