HAVE MERCY UPON US!
AMEN!
CHRIST IS AMIDST US!
SO BE IT! WHY HAVE YOU SENT ME INCENSE AND MYRRH?
THERE WILL BE A BURIAL ON WEDNESDAY.
WHO IS GOING TO DIE?
WHOEVER GOD IS GOING TO CALL.
OH, LORD, WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?
THE WAVES OF DEATH HAVE WASHED ME
AND THE NETS OF DEATH HAVE COVERED ME
WHY, YOU’VE REALLY DECIDED TO PASS AWAY?
I’LL GET YOU A COFFIN!
DO YOU WANT AN OAK ONE OR A PINE ONE?
I DON’T NEED NO COFFIN,
I’VE GOT A COFFIN
AND WHERE IS IT?
OUT THERE, ON THE PORCH,
DID YOU SEE A BOX?
OH YOU! YOU CAN’T EVEN
DIE AS ALL HUMANS DO!
MAYBE LET US ORDER A COFFIN ANYWAY?
IN THE BOX, FATHER, IN THE BOX.
THAT’S MY LAST WILL.
AMEN!
WHAT KIND OF A FREAK ARE YOU!?
YOU CAN’T EVEN DIE
WITHOUT YOUR STUPID WHIMS!
ALL NORMAL PEOPLE ARE BURIED IN
COFFINS, EVEN THE HOLY FATHERS!
AND THIS ONE WANTS AN OLD
BOX WITH FILTHY FISHING NETS!
DON’T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT
THIS IS PRIDE, FATHER ANATOLY!?
THAT’S PURE PRIDE,
DON’T YOU REALISE THIS!? PRIDE!
YOU LOVE ME, DON’T YOU,
FATHER JOB?
DON’T YOU? YOU LOVE ME?
I HATE YOU, YOU OLD FOGEY!
YOU’RE ASKING ME
WHY CAIN KILLED ABEL...
I’LL TELL YOU! I ALSO
WANTED TO BE LIKE YOU...
TO HELP PEOPLE...
BUT THE LORD WON’T ACCEPT MY OFFERING....
AH, WHY AM I WASTING MY TIME!
WAIT!
WHEN I DIE, WILL YOU CRY?
NASTYA, WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU!?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?
ENJOYING YOURSELF, FATHER ANATOLY?
I HEARD YOU DECIDED TO PASS AWAY,
MY MISCHIEVOUS BROTHER?
THEY’VE ALREADY REPORTED TO YOU?
I GRIEVE TO LOSE YOU
I WAS THINKING...
I WANT YOU TO TAKE THE VOWS OF SCHEMA...
YES, RIGHT, I’VE LIVED AN EARTHLY
LIFE, FEARING JUSTICE,
AND NOW YOU WANT ME TO REJECT ALL EARTHLY THINGS?
NO, FATHER, DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT THAT!
I DON’T WANT TO HEAR ABOUT THAT!
WHY ARE YOU SO HARSH UPON YOURSELF?
MY SINS... MY SINS ARE
BURNING ME FROM INSIDE!
THEY’VE BURNED ALL MY SOUL TO ASHES!
AGAIN YOU SPEAK WORDS THAT ARE
HARD FOR ME TO UNDERSTANS, BROTHER!
THERE IS NO SIN THAT
GOD COULDN’T FORGIVE,
FOR THERE’S NOTHING
IMPOSSIBLE FOR GOD!
HEY, ENOUGH OF THAT!
NEVER MIND, NEVER MIND! YOU
DIDN’T COME ALONE, DID YOU?
THERE’S MY FATHER.
AND WHAT'S THE NAME?
NASTYA.
NOT YOURS, YOUR FATHER'S,
WHAT’S HIS NAME?
TIKHON PETROVICH.
HE’S A REAL ADMIRAL!
AN ADMIRAL!
YES!
THAT’S GOOD THAT HE’S AN ADRMIRAL!
GO, GO, WAIT FOR ME,
I’LL BE BACK SOON!
EXCUSE US, SHE’S A SICK GIRL...
ARE YOU ALRIGHT?  DO YOU NEED
HELP?  SHALL I CALL SOMEONE?
NO, NO, IT’S ANGELS
SINGING IN MY SOUL...
WELL... EXCUSE US, SHE’S UNWELL...
I SHOWED HERE TO DOCTORS, TOOK
HER TO MOSCOW, BUT NOTHING HELPS...
THEY SAY THERE’S AN
ELDER IN YOUR MONASTERY...
IF HE DOESN’T HELP ME, I
DON’T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO DO...
HOW LONG HAS SHE BEEN UNWELL?
AFTER HER HUSBAND’S DEATH.
FOUR YEARS AND SIX MONTHS...
HE WAS A SUBMARINER...
SAY, THIS ELDER OF YOURS, CAN HE HEAL INSANE PEOPLE?
SHE’S NOT INSANE.
WHAT’S WRONG WITH HER THEN?
SHE’S POSSESSED.
THERE’S A DEMON INSIDE,
TORTURING HER.
THAT SOUNDS... EHM...
I’M SORRY... WILD!
HOW DO YOU KNOW?
I KNOW HIM PERSONALLY.
WHOM?
THAT DEMON.
NASTYA! MY DEAR! WHERE ARE YOU?
NASTYA, WE’RE GETTING OUT OF HERE!
LET’S GO!
NASTYA! WAIT! STOP!
THERE WE GO!
GET OUT, WE’RE AT THE PLACE!
NO, I WON’T COME WITH YOU!
YOU HAVE TO, YOU HAVE TO, MY DEAR!
NO, REALLY, I’M TOO TIRED!
YOU GO, AND I’LL STAY HERE.
NO, I WON’T COME WITH YOU, I WON’T!
WHAT A HIDEOUS PERSON YOU ARE!
AND THIS ISLAND OF YOURS IS HIDEOUS!
I WON’T COME WITH YOU!
YOU HAVE TO, COME ON!
NO, I WON’T!
DON’T BE AFRAID!
I DON’T WANT TO!
LEAVE ME ALONE!
IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER,
SON AND THE HOLY SPIRIT!
LORD JESUS CHRIST, SON OF GOD,
MAY THY HOLY WILL BE DONE!
MAY THE LORD BE RISEN
AND MAY HIS ENEMIES FLEE!
MAY ALL WHO HATE HIM
FLEE FROM HIM!
MAY THEY PERISH LIKE SMOKE!
AS WAX MELTS IN THE PRESENCE OF FIRE,
MAY THE DEMONS PERISH IN THE
PRESENCE OF THOSE WHO LOVE GOD
AND WHO CROSS THEMSELVES WITH HIS CROSS,
AND WHO JOYFULLY SAY: REJOICE,
OH, TRUE AND REVIVING CROSS OF GOD,
BANISH THE