saved.
l wonder
why me.
Why has God chosen me
to lead the community?
l should be hanged for my sins
lnstead l was made almost a saint.
What is there saintly in me?
There's no peace in my heart.
Tikhon!
Tikhon Petrovich,
can you hear me?
You know all my life.
l'm suffering torments.
l can't live and l can't die.
Brother,
you are my last hope.
My spirit was frail.
l've been carrying
this sin for years.
lt never releases me,
not even for one second.
l know you forgave me.
Pray that God
takes this burden off my chest.
The spoon's clanging.
Yes, we are moving.
l don't want your tea.
l do.
Why'd you give me that look, Dad?
l didn't.
Yes, you did.
Don't you love me at all?
Why, l do love you, my little girl.
You're lying. You don't.
l can't sit here.
l don't want to sit here.
What's wrong, little girl?
Why do you keep me under lock?
- What?
- Comrade Admiral, l--
- What do you want?
- l'm sorry...
You think l'm sick?
Of course not.
You are tired.
You need a good rest.
But l am sick.
Very sick.
O Lord Jesus Christ,
have mercy on us.
Amen.
Why did you send me that incense?
There'll be a funeral on Wednesday.
- Whose funeral?
- His whom the Lord has chosen.
What are you talking about?
The waves of death
have washed over me
and deadly nets have enmeshed me.
Do you really
want to die?
l'll get you a coffin.
Oak? Pine? You name it.
lt doesn't matter.
lt's not necessary.
l have one already.
Where is it?
On the porch.
See that box over there?
You can't even die like
a human being.
Why don't we order a proper coffin?
l want the box, Father. The box.
That's my will.
What kind of person are you?
You even can't die without tricks.
All men lie in coffins,
even the venerable saints.
But he wants a box with ropes.
That's vanity.
Vanity!
You actually like me, Father Job,
don't you?
l can't stomach you,
old fogy.
You asked me
why Cain killed Abel.
l'll tell you.
l tried to help others like you
but the Lord wouldn't accept
my sacrifice.
Oh, why am l talking to you?
Wait.
When l die will you weep for me?
What's with you, Nastya?
Having fun, Father Anatoly?
l hear you prankster
are preparing to die.
So they've told you.
l don't want to lose you.
l am wondering
whether l should tonsure you?
What do you mean?
l've lived an earthly life
l avoided the Law
and should l now give up everything?
Father, forget it.
That's out of the question.
What are you talking about?
Sins. Burning sins.
They've burnt my heart out.
You are speaking in riddles
again, brother.
There is no sin
the Lord cannot pardon,
for nothing is impossible
for Him.
That's enough.
There there.
You didn't come on your own, right?
My dad's... over there.
- And the name is--
- Nastya.
Not yours, your father's.
Tikhon Petrovich.
He's an admiral.
Admiral?
l'm glad he's an admiral.
You can go
hang around here.
l'm sorry, she is sick.
What's wrong with you?
Can l help you?
No, thanks. Angels are singing
in my heart.
Sorry, she is not quite herself.
l've taken her to doctors.
We even went to Moscow.
Nothing's helped.
l hear there's a holy man here
at the monastery.
lf he can't help
l don't know who can.
How long has she been like that?
Four years and a half
since her husband died.
He was a submariner
in the Barents Sea.
Tell me, your holy man--
- can he heal the insane?
- She is not insane.
What's with her?
She's possessed.
There's a demon inside her
who torments her.
lt sounds absurd, forgive me.
- How do you know?
- l know him personally.
Who?
The demon.
Nastya,
where are you? Nastya!
Let's get out of here.
Hey, Nastya!
Come out. We've arrived.
l'm not going with you.
You have to, darling.
No. l'm tired.
You go, l'll stay here.
l'm not coming with you.
You are a nasty person.
And your island is nasty.
- l'm not coming with you.
- You have to.
You have to. Don't be afraid.
- l'm not coming
- You'll be fine.
l don't want to