Next to you?
- Next to me.
It's all right ...
We will be earning salvation and praying together.
And think about God...
and eternal life.
But you should know I am an uneasy mate,
I have a severe cough.
And during the nights, right in the middle of the night,
I might wish so much to sing, that one would just scream.
Are you fine with that?
I wanted to ask you for quite some time...
Why, do you, rogue, behave unbeseemingly during the service?
One should pray by the rule.
And what if everyone will start doing his own things ...
What is this going to be look like?
There will be no church then.
Father Filaret ...
- ... what a nice boots you have.
- You like 'em?
- Very much.
- They should be soft I guess?
- Very soft.
I can walk only in these boots.
Metropolite gave them kindly to me.
He knows that my legs are sick.
And the duvet, it should be even better.
Metropolite as well?
No, I bought it in Greece,
when we visited Athos.
Ok, let's sleep.
What are you doing, father Anatoly?
I am reading the book of the human sins.
I will read now this page and throw it in the heater... and there will be no sin.
What are you saying, cursed?
I am going to read the second page now.
What sort of a page it is?
These are my high-boots.
There is no other one. That's it.
Didn't you know...
... that on the bootlegs of the archbishop boots there are most of the sins.
A buffoon that you are!
Why it is locked here?
- We are going to hunt the demons now.
- What demons?
What 'what'?
- They are all around here.
- Open the door immediately!
- A moment ...
- Open!
- Wait, father! Wait.
An evil spirit fears smoke! We are going to make some ...
Here we are... you see...
We will show them!
- Look where one is hiding!
And one more here. А?
- You are a demon yourself!
Ehh, they are spawned here ...
Here they are...
And there is one here!
Beat it! Off!
- Here you are, father, stick it.
- We are going to strangle!
- We are almost done.
- We will scatter them all now.
- We will strangle.
- Here they are... Wait...
- Why you closed the draw?
- Father...
- You want to kill me!
- Please, stick it ...
- Air!
- Just a bit more.
Go, go there.
My God, we gained quite much.
Smoke'm, smoke'm.
Ehh, I forgot about the grand one in the heat.
Here he is!
Here you are, little devil!
Oh, a little one... and such a vicious one!
Ah, let's drown him!
Drown!
Here you are!
So, why are you looking that way?
Am I dreadful?
So I am.
I am not angry with you, brother.
I am rather grateful to you.
Yes, grateful, so that you spared me from everything which is husk.
I was really attached to these boots and duvet.
And you spared me from them.
Thank you.
But the most important is that you showed me that ...
I have little faith.
My heart failed me -
"oy", thought I,
"he will kill me in this boiler room".
I was scared of death, faithless.
That means I am not ready to meet our Lord.
I was scared to die without penitence.
I have too few virtues and too many sins.
Virtues ...
And my virtues ... just stink in the face of God.
- Stink, I can smell how they stink.
- So you should.
And you will save through this.
I cannot understand one thing... why is it all for me?
Why does the Lord edify through me?
It would not be enough to strangle me for my sins
But I became a sort of a holy elder.
What sort of a holy guy I am?
There is no peace in my soul.
Тihon...
My brother...
Tihon Petrovich...
you... you can hear me, cannot you?
Tihon, you know the whole my life, you...
you see, how tired I am ...
I cannot stand it any longer...
I cannot live, but I also cannot die.
Brother... you are my last hope.
I was coward that time, I was coward.
How many years I bear this sin with me,
and cannot escape, even for a minute.
Did you forgive me, didn't you?
Pray the Lord ...
... so that he would unburden my soul.
The spoon is clattering... look.
Yes, it is - we are riding.
Tea ...
No, I don't want