I'm looking for... for a young woman.
She jumped off the bridge today...
Oh... oh she's here
But visiting hours are over for today so come back tomorrow after nine,
come back tomorrow.
"LOSS"
This is your new home now.
Your room is at the end of the hall.
Not there.
That's my room.
I would like it to stay that way.
You can read this book.
His room is furnished so well. What was there before?
A child's room...
When I still had hope,
I went to many doctors,
tried all kinds of treatments.
I persuaded my husband to decorate a room in pink -
curtains, wallpaper, carpet - everything pink.
I used to go to church often then. To pray to the Virgin Mary.
It seemed that Mary would bless me with a daughter...
I imagined her taking herfirst steps,
her first words - mummy,
mummy...
Unfortunately...
That accident caused too much damage to my body.
Too much...
It's a miracle I survived.
A small tree stopped the car.
If it had kept rolling, we wouldn't be talking here right now.
And where did it come from...
There were no others around.
The only one on the whole slope. And we hit it.
It saved my life, but it didn't let me go.
Blocked the door.
The same tree blocked the door.
Let me out!
The car started to burn, the fire reached my leg,
and I couldn't get away.
But that's not the worst thing.
The worst is... I can't have any children.
So many times that I would wake up dreaming,
and run to the child's room.
And it was empty. Always empty...
You wanted a girl so much. Why have you adopted a boy?
I don't know.
I didn't choose him. I looked at him, and he fell into my heart.
I feel that we belong together... He is so my own, my own...
Thanks. Without your help Paul wouldn't be sleeping here now.
It's no trouble, the orphanage director is an old friend.
Connections, darling.
I've waited for so long, now I feel uneasy. Leg started playing up again.
You haven't been to the doctor, have you?
I'll go now. I must be strong and healthy. For him.
Everything will be fine. Take care of yourself and Paul.
I'll prove you were not wrong appointing me as manager.
Are you going to work now?
I don't have anything else to do.
My home is empty without work; no one waits for me.
You have Paul, I have my work.
Get out of my home!
I let you in as a human, but no - you are a parasite.
Get out of my sight, freak!
Stop barking, bitch. Old hag...
Damn you... I won't see you here anymore!
I can't get it up for you anyway.
I'll find where to go.
There's a queue of them waiting for me.
You - ungrateful asshole!
You stole my jewellery... give me back my gold!
You hear? Give it back!
Hey, where... hey...
I said, three days.
Three days. Give me.
Listen! Hey! Give me a drink.
Don't shout.
Just look at it.
What you are looking at? Barking Bitches do not wear cheap jewellery.
Pour a glass!
O, Trojan horse...
Mrs. Teacher...
Pamela Anderson without tits...
The Fallen Angel...
Here is a true friend -
remembers all women better than I do.
I have some fun and throw them out of my mind. But he saves.
And not only the name and phone number.
Brunette, blonde, with tits, without, fat or slim.
"Critical days"
You know, I would make short notes.
And he saves. Reliably like a Swiss bank.
And now whenever I'm in need - a royal menu - choose whatever you want.
He had been a real entertainer...
Until he betrayed me.
You know, my wife read the SMS.
And then carefully went through the whole list.
I lost my wife, my business...
Oh well, that's the way it is.
Now he's redeeming his guilt. Now he is my provider.
Hello, Yurate?
Haven't you missed the old love?
Oh, you see... We should meet.
Yeah... Where?
I would gladly see you at your place.
So what if it's home?
Oh, your principle - no dates at home.
But my principle - no dates at hotels.
Too bad, too bad, bye then...
Valda. Valda...
Who's Valda?
Retard! Go to the mental hospital...
Again, they didn't allow me to see you...
But it is as it should be.
You would only get excited, but I can't take you back yet.
I still don't have a home. Where would I take you?
I don't have the money to feed you. To dress you.
As soon as I return with the money...
You need a mother...
I'll do everything so that you'll have a mum...
Life is so unfair, Valda...
It's taken so many years to realize that you're the woman of my life.
That was my biggest mistake to leave you.
And when I finally divorced my wife and I found you, you're flying away!
Tomorrow. For Ireland.
Have a drink, a small one. So it won't hurt so much, ok?
Maybe you'll also put something on the table? As you see, it's almost empty.
I don't have anything.
I'm not here to drink anyway... Just don't get so upset...
I just didn't expect to find you with your suitcases packed.
I can wait for you. Fly to Ireland and try your luck. So what?
I can even stay here. Until you come back.
I'll take care of everything here.
The apartment is not mine.
Oh...
Then I'll buy a house on a lake, and will wait for you there.
Are you sure you have nothing left in your bar?
I don't have it.
Maybe you could lend me some money until tomorrow?
I'm flying away.
So why couldn't you find me earlier?
My business is thriving. I could have supported you.
Listen, when you return, I'll help you get on your feet.
Oh, Valda... Are you taking this one with you?
I was supposed to give it to my little son...
But I didn't manage to see him.
So, you're a mother! We must drink to it...
Damn it... Listen, if you don't take it with you, we can sell it.
I'll give you the money back.
I'll buy you a bigger one. Twice the size.
Agreed?
If I had a son and you were his teddy-bear, I wouldn't sell you for the world.
But what can one expect from that mad woman. How could I have had her...?
One thing I can do - I can sell. I knock at the third door and say:
"Teddy-bear?" - They answer, "Bottle..." So, to Ireland!
Ben, can I ask you something...
mmmm
Could you do something for me?
Anything, baby, anything.
Visit my little boy while I'm in Ireland.
Make sure everything is alright and no one is hurting him.
No problem. I'll visit him. I'll buy him a teddy-bear, twice as big.
So now, here's to your little bunny.
Please visit him, visit our child...
OK
Your son.
OK, sure.
Are you going to sit here all night?
Well, it's up to you but what for? The doctor will be here tomorrow.
It doesn't work.
It's red.
I'm so screwed... There's nobody to call, nobody.
Those who didn't talk won't talk anyway. Those who did talk...
Well, it would've been better if...
Man, you're the best!
You know, I'm screwed.
Wait! I will pay.
Tomorrow... Seriously!
I'm one of those who know how to make money.
And you do a good job. I respect those who work well.
But they work their whole life and don't have any money.
I have none myself. Why? Because I don't want any.
If I want it, I can have it.
What day is it, eh?
For you every day is a Sunday...
It's Saturday.
Really?
It's really Saturday?
Hello! Working. Really... So what if it's a Saturday?
It's not only me, others are working too. What do you want? No, I can't today.
Tomorrow? That's another matter...
Get out!
Did I make it clear?
Go... immediately!
Wow, we are so brave...
I'll call security.
What? You...!?
Who do you think you are to treat me like a dog?
Miserable whore... Doormat!
Let me go, please, Ben!
So now - Ben...
Please...
You beg...
I didn't come here to fight with you. I came here like a normal
human being.
And you...?
See what you've driven me to.
How dare you?
My old maid, you haven't changed habits - still working on Saturdays, aren't you?
Happens...
Paul, I'm home...
What you are doing? What happened?
A plant... It's nothing! We'll grow a new one.
It's all right, I'm not going to punish you...
They punished you at the orphanage?
Yes.
We agreed, you stay alone while I go to the doctor.
I had to go, my little one...
Ladies and Gentleman, Air Baltic flight BT 669 from Vilnius has just landed.
What's he doing here? I can't clean. He's in a way.
He's a friend of that girl who jumped off the bridge.
Did she do it because of him?
Probably, now look at him. What was he thinking?
Us women should know better who are we falling for.
Yeah sure, it's always the woman's fault and men are always the innocent ones.
But this one doesn't look innocent at all.
With hair like that.
That and earring.
I wouldn't want to meet him in a dark street.
Yes...
no, I won't be.
Me too.
"Not everyone who says to me, 'Lord, Lord,'
will enter the kingdom of heaven,
but only he who does the will of my Father who is in heaven."
Mary responded with perfect obedience to the warning of God.
Mary - the woman who said "fiat"- "let it be".
She is unhesitating in her faith: "happily confided", blessed,
because she "listened to God's word and kept it".
So let's follow her, the traveller of faith,
who devoted all her life to Jesus Christ.
In youth Mary awaits for Him together with the Jewish nation.
During the Annunciation, she accepts Him in her womb with indescribable love.
The woman of Nazareth listens and "holds all His words in her heart".
With her motherly concern, she follows Jesus through the years of his public life.
Finally she sacrifices herself on Calvary and demonstrates the conquering faith.
The Church looks at Mary and sees a Mother and an example in her.
Let's look at Mary with faith as well.
The Holy Mary knows the true and the most important troubles of ours.
Like on the wedding day of Kana she guides us to Jesus:
"Do what He tells you to do".
Like on the wedding day of Kana she guides us to Jesus:
"Do what He tells you to do"...
Something from today's special, please.
OK, ok ok, I'll tell this once again but for the last time.
So here I am. I'm walking from Robbie's.
You know Robbie's?
With a terrible hangover.
And then I lifted my eyes - the crucifix standing on the bridge.
Yeah, oh God - I think - government has gone nuts.
And here this crucifix starts tippling over.
God - I think - it's not the government, it's me getting delirious.
And then I rub my eyes and I see that it's - it's not a crucifix
but a woman standing, a woman with her arms stretched to the sides.
And straight into the water! I don't know what happened with me, but
I just felt, I just felt like I'm swimming. And I dived...
and pulled her out. That's all. - Amazing story...
Why do you have only one leg?
When I was younger, I had a terrible accident.
The car went off the road at full speed.
The land and the sky turned over, and then - darkness...
If it wasn't for my boyfriend, I would have burnt alive.
He rushed to save me and pulled me out.
He was barely alive - had many bones broken, but he ignored the pain.
He was not afraid, although the car could have blown up at any moment.
But my leg was too badly hurt, so it had to be cut off.
So where is he?
Who? My boyfriend?
I don't know. It was a very long time ago.
Things have changed and we're not together anymore.
Why do you ask?
If he was here with us, I wouldn't be afraid of anything.
What are you afraid of?
I don't know.
Nora, how are you doing? How's life?
Fine.
Good. I'm happy for you.
I'm setting up a new business.
I managed to secure a bank loan. On very good terms.
So my only problem now is cash.
You know how things are, you have to pay someone for this and for that.
So maybe you could lend me some cash? Let's say a thousand?
Just lend. For a couple of weeks, no longer.
We could even agree on some interest.
We won't agree on anything.
At least seven hundred then. I'll pay you back eight hundred.
Don't call me anymore.
Is this all you can do? That's it?
To the man who jumped into the fire for you?
With broken arms... and a crack in the head.
To pull you out of the damned burning car, right?
If you'd watched the road, you wouldn't have had to rescue me.
And you wouldn't have crippled me for the rest of my life.
I've told you a thousand times - that wasn't my fault.
A cyclist appeared from nowhere, right in front of us.
A boy. Blond haired. With a light coloured sweater.
Right in my way, so what should I have done? Run him over?
Yes, I told the police that there was a cyclist. I did that for you.
But, Ben, there was nobody there.
You didn't see him. And now you don't...
Instead of me you chose a piece of shit even worse than me!
You kicked me out and put a whore in the director's place.
Yeah, my whore. I used to fuck her for small bonuses whenever I wanted.
There's no place in the office where I haven't fucked her...
...on the desks, under them, in the doorways...
Nora, you're the only saint in this world!
Look, be fair with me then - give me at least a hundred.
At least fifty.
Mate, do you know Dostoyevsky?
Does he come here often?
"Don't believe in women's tears" - his words. Good words.
Right.
I squeezed everything I could from him.
If I don't repay the debt in three days - it's yours.
Alright.
So get me something to drink, to eat.
Let the last supper begin!
Ben! Don't leave me! My leg...
Stop!
Are you crazy? Are you tired of living?
Help! She's dying.
I'll call for another ambulance.
I don't need another ambulance!
She's dying.
There's a woman in labour, dying, and a baby.
She can't wait. I said a person is dying. Help!
- Good morning! - Good morning, thanks.
You've been waiting here since yesterday?
And you are this lady's...
Pardon me?
All right.
Look, I don't want to disappoint you,
but from my experience, and I've been working here for twenty years,
there is no point in waiting.
Until she completes her treatment, she won't even talk to you.
And not because of what you are or are not.
She's ill since birth. It's the result of birth injury.
And now the illness is at its peak.
She has been resisting help and is not eating
and we have to force her to take her medication.
I don't recommend you to see her right now.
It will cause you just unnecessary stress.
Besides, you don't look good yourself.
I thought you came to see me.
Ok, go home and take care of yourself.
The pen!
The pen belongs to the hospital.
I'll eat if you leave.
I...
I've got a job for you.
Will I have a job?
Will I have a real job?
Coffee? Tea?
What did you drink with Ben?
With Ben?
When you were discussing business?
Mostly coffee. Would you like some?
And anything with the coffee? Brandy?
Ben would have some everyday.
And you?
Have you ever seen me drunk?
When you were with Ben...
It's hard to say no when asked by the director.
And you would never say no to him, when he demanded?
Did he threaten you? To cut your pay?
To refuse to give bonuses? To sack you?
What you're on about?
Did you ever say "no" to your boss and the owner of the company?
When regarding business...
And when not regarding business? Entertainment? Playing behind my back?
You had to?
Maybe a lonely lady wanted some fun?
So convenient - a lover always nearby. And so useful - the boss.
You became Ben's lover and now you try to be a friend of mine...
Nora, someone has slandered me.
There will always be someone unhappy with the boss.
By law, I have to inform an employee two weeks before dismissing them.
You have two weeks to hand over the business.
Nora...
Two weeks.
Nora!
You know, Laima, how I managed to get past security?
He let me in, with a smile of satisfaction.
You know why?
Because when I was in that chair...
When I was the boss here, everyone believed what I said. My every word.
But you've changed everything here - the furniture, carpets, safe code...
To remove any reminder of me, yeah?
And even the desk on which I used to fuck you...
Ben...
I understand.
Changes must be made. You have to look to the future.
I'm becoming a new person now as well. You know, I don't drink anymore.
Well, I used to drink because there was a reason for it.
Now I have a serious reason to quit.
Laima, you know, I'm a father.
Look into my eyes! Now I'm responsible not only for myself.
I have to take care of my son, of his future.
So why don't you believe me? Take a look. Did I make this up?
Name, surname - well, the surname is his mother's.
The year of birth, everything, the orphanage - take a look.
Is this some figment of my imagination?
Isn't it the truth?
Paul? "Tryse" orphanage?
Yeah, Paul...
Did Nora tell you?
What does Nora have to do with this?
She never had any children and she never will.
That's how God is punishing her. And he'll punish you too.
Child's mother said me. That slut.
She gave birth without telling me a thing and turned the baby over to the orphanage.
Can you believe it?
Left for Ireland... "I'm going to earn about a million; I'll come and take the baby back."
She'll take the baby back, is that it?
I'm taking the child myself. I'll put my son on his feet.
Madam director, the child needs support and I need help.
Back to your place!
Alright, just go back!
Laima!
You think you've embarrassed me?
You have embarrassed yourself.
Bloody prig!
Don't ask, my dear. An orphanage is a whole lot of trouble.
And everything is on my shoulders.
I only hear "director, director"...
Everyone comes to me with their problems...
I guess that is every director's burden.
So how's our boy doing? How's Paul?
Paul? He's fine... There's just something about Nora...
I don't want to talk behind her back, but...
She wanted that child so badly, but she's not able to communicate with him at all.
She'll learn.
Of course she will get used to him.
But rumour has it that Paul's mother showed up and that she wants him back.
Nonsense.
But Paul does have a mother.
Who doesn't? Perhaps Adam and Eve?
Is she alive?
Not for him. You can be sure of that.
Besides, she doesn't have any right to the child.
She could never find out where he is, even if she really wants to find him.
Ok, I see. Everything seems to be clear here.
The law is on our side.
So I won't even tell Nora. Why make an unnecessary fuss?
So thank you for the good news.
Bye!
Could somebody tell me whether we have me a cleaner or not?
No one has thrown away the rubbish for a whole week!
Or maybe I have to do it myself? It's not enough that I'm doing your work too?
I don't care who is guilty or who's responsible - if it doesn't improve everybody will suffer.
Don't disturb her!
He wasn't disturbing me at all.
He plays the organ very well.
Stop buttering me up; I don't like it.
He's not going to be an organ player.
All that's important to me is for him to associate with the priest.
I started out working as a room maid too.
Now I have my own hotel with my husband.
If you want to get ahead, you've got to hang on with your claws and teeth.
Our priest - he's a holy man. He just has one weakness.
He trusts in the honesty of others too much.
But in your case, maybe he wasn't wrong.
Don't disappoint him. Don't disappoint your priest.
Is it Valda?
Sorry?
Valda, who... Do you have a son called Paul?
What's happened to him?
Nothing's happened to him. Nothing.
I'll return soon.
I already have a job. I'll earn money and will take him back.
Are you sure, Paul is all right?
Paul will never be all right unless he is reunited with his real mother.
With you.
But there are obstacles in the way.
Your Paul has been adopted.
Adopted... how?
Just like that. Adopted. Taken from the orphanage.
Now he lives with a family.
But... this can't be true... It's not fair... I will return...
I had to leave to earn some money... But I... It can't be true.
We also think that this isn't fair. And we think this injustice be rectified.
You see our organization helps to reunite children with their parents and make sure they live together.
Really? You do that? And will you help me?
We have experience; we've helped a lot of families.
I'm sure we'll be able to help you too.
All we need is for you to return to Vilnius, at least for a short time.
So when?
Within a week.
Within a week? So soon? Can't it be delayed? At least for a month?
If we delay, we'll miss the deadline and lose the right to fight for Paul.
Can't you start without me? And I'll come as soon as I can.
Not a chance. We must have your authorization.
You must have. Oh my God...
It was so hard to get this job. And if I leave...
Maybe the father?
Maybe Paul's father could represent me?
It's lunch time.
I came to pray. But I don't know a single prayer.
But I can pray in my own words, can't I?
It seems to me that you heard me.
You really did hear me. You sent me help.
Now everything will be all right. I can feel it. Everything will really be all right.
I've only prayed once in my life, when I was about six. I asked God to return my mother.
She died giving birth to me... The ambulance came too late.
There was an accident on the way and they stopped to help out.
They saved somebody else; meanwhile my mum...
I never celebrate my birthday. I only mention the date of my mother's death.
I never saw her but I remember her.
I don't remember my father. He raised me until I was ten...
I don't recall... I don't remember; I don't remember a thing...
A father...
Benny, Benny... we're closing... let's go.
Let's go...
Go, go.
Let's go... who's there?
Me, only me...
Look, 20 litas, for the worst beggar.
Give me a drink, quick.
You still owe me for the phone, yes?
All right.
It's for you. Calls all the time.
Valda again. She's called maybe 20 times.
Hello
Ben... at last. I'm calling about our son, our Paul...
He's been adopted. But don't worry.
Everything's alright. There's someone who can help us.
I just need you as the father to write a statement.
You, on the other end. Cut the crap! No one is listening to you.
I don't know you and you don't know me.
Nobody cares here about your child, your problems and any other crap.
And forget this number. It's gone.
Amen.
She's no help to me. She's nuts. She needs help herself.
Keep away from people whose fortune turns its ass towards them!
Dostoyevsky said that?
I said it.
And what about Laima?
What about Laima?
Laima's called as well.
Here you are!
I won't be here tomorrow, and the day after.
What do you mean you won't be here?
You asked for money in advance, I've paid you, and you won't be here?
I'm flying away.
I must go back. I'll work for the money. Twice as hard.
I'll tell the priest that he was wrong about you.
Laima, my dearest...
Stop, that's enough. Not a single drop more.
You need to think clearly. I'm speaking about your future here.
Since when do you care about my future?
From the day when Nora crushed you like some worm.
Don't mention that name, unless you want to make me mad.
You treated her like a queen and she showed you the door.
She robbed you of your business. She didn't lift a finger to help you.
What could I do?
I was afraid of the tax inspector, but that cripple turned out to be worse.
But the worst thing was she got into my phone.
That's a disaster.
If I could, I would strangle her with my own hands...
Wait, Ben... I know a better way.
What way?
Listen, man, can you turn the music up?
Sure.
Done. Laima, I'm coming...
Stop pushing...
Hello.
It's Valda. It's about Paul.
Remember, you told me you'd help me get Paul back.
And I said I couldn't return from Dublin.
If you can't, you can't.
No, no. I'm coming back. I'm already at the airport.
That's how much you need him, if it's taken you so long, you bitch.
You're too late. I've already got everything I need from you.
I don't give a damn if you vanish off the face of the earth.
And there's no such organization whatsoever, you idiot.
You'll never see your child again.
The mother has turned up...
I already have the father.
Ladies and Gentlemen, your flight to Vilnius Number BT 668 is ready for boarding;
please proceed to gate number 52. The flight is operated by AIR BALTIC.
We kindly ask you to present your boarding pass, your passport for inspection at the gate.
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"If everybody should be atoned, so the eternal harmony would be received,
then what do children have to do with it?
Tell me what children have to do with it?"
What do children have to do with it?
Dostoyevsky wrote this: "Tell me what do children have to do with it? "
"It's totally unclear why they should suffer and be atoned for that eternal harmony."
"It's not worth the eternal harmony", "even the tears of a suffering child".
Do you love children?
Take your hand away from my leg. And slow down.
What are you doing?
Don't... you won't make it!
But if I do, you'll have to kiss me.
Don't Ben...
Oh God, you won't make it...
Oh God...!
Stop the car!
Laima...
Laima, give me something to drink...
Anything... I'm dying...
Die, bastard, die. I'll finish you off.
What's your problem?
You don't know? Maybe you don't even remember.
I came to get you out of this shit... Took you off the streets...
I fed you, gave you drink... and you... raped me like some animal...
You freak... Renegade... You raped me in my own house...
You call that rape? We've done the same a hundred times.
Shut up...
Laima!
Laima, give me something to drink... Water doesn't help...
I'll do anything, whatever you tell me...
Just give me something to drink...
Of course you will, you will do everything I tell you.
Why are we outside my old home?
They should have parked further away.
Let's go. What we are waiting for? Sitting here like idiots.
We're waiting for Nora. At this time of day she goes out for a walk. With the child.
What child?
Paul, it's time to take a walk.
I'll be finished in a minute.
What are you drawing?
A parrot. The legs didn't fit. So I drew them on the other side.
A parrot has to have legs.
Adopted him... She did it her own way. How many times did I tell her -
we don't have a kid and we don't need one.
So why the hell take on someone else's kid?
Some people would think it's their's.
You remember Valda, she told you about your son?
The dimwit? She was just ranting.
She wasn't ranting.
That boy is your son. Nora adopted your son.
Just like you at a face.
Maybe that's why Nora chose him, because his face looked so familiar.
His face - that's the best proof.
I don't have any kids.
Maybe, maybe not.
We'll get tests and if we have the proof.
Tests? There won't be any tests.
Listen to me. We have to pray that that boy is your son.
Then we can claim our right to him.
What for?
To get Nora. Yesterday you wanted to crush her.
Your ex-wife would do anything to keep that kid.
She won't have any feelings for him. Don't underestimate her.
She'll give him back and get another.
Won't happen.
But if it does, what then? I'll be stuck with a child.
And then that idiot will return from Ireland and claim child support.
I might even be ordered to support her! Fuck you all...
Wait a moment, where are you going? Help me and I'll save you.
You won't have to do anything. Just give a sample of your blood.
I'll stay as manager, I'll make you a consultant.
Get a decent salary and live your own life.
You idiot, don't lose this opportunity.
If you don't, you'll never get back what she's taken from you.
You want to live on the streets? Like some beggar?
You'll rot in hell; you'll cease to be human.
Come back to the car. I have vodka. You'll feel better.
I'd rather die of abstinence than get involved with you. Bitches!
You've always been a pussy... or a worm... Get the hell out of here...
Shut up! I said - shut up!
Stop the car! I said, stop!
What's up? Why did we have to stop?
Calm down. Everything will be ok.
Calm down. It's ok.
Either you take me home, or I'll walk.
What's up? Just stop it.
Do you hear? Everything is...
Fuck!
Visiting the parishioners for Christmas?
I'll make some tea. I don't have anything else.
It's not very spacious.
But I live alone so there's no need for more space.
It's expensive to rent, but I don't have anything to save for.
I tidied up for Christmas. Had a clear-out.
Don't want any decorations. I'll work throughout the celebrations.
What do I need a Christmas tree for... that glitters...
I could've taken time off. I refused.
I don't like holidays.
I prefer to work and afterwards I only have time to sleep.
I work on Sundays as well.
That's why you don't see me at Mass...
When I work and sleep, I don't think.
I have some cookies.
Father, I lied.
I told you that I remember my mum, but I don't remember my father.
I do remember. I remember only him. Always drunk.
He never used to drink. When mum was alive. That's what people say.
He loved her very much. I never saw him sober, only drunk.
He'd go straight to bed from the kitchen. But sometimes he'd come to me.
He'd pat my head... then he'd start feeling between my legs.
I'd pretend to sleep. I was too scared to remove his hands or to turn away.
So I'll arrange to have Sundays off so that I can attend the service.
Paul...
What are you doing here?
Have you come to see me off?
Just for me?
I only want one thing - I want Paul to smile.
I've never seen him smile.
I'll do everything so that he can smile.
What is this? A letter?
Is it for me?
I'm sitting in the hospital like it's some court room.
What will the verdict be?
What will I learn in the morning?
Did you survive?
Is there any hope for me?
I was by the waterfall.
That's the place where I feel closer to God. Not a church.
But I didn't dare pray to the Lord for a miracle since I hadn't raised a finger to save you.
I did not dare to ask again since I had already asked once to help in my life.
I was ten years old. I was riding a bicycle from my grandma's.
I was wearing a knitted sweater. The light one, almost white.
I was hurrying to see my mum; in my mind I was already home.
Suddenly a car appeared from around the corner.
I braked hard and managed to stop, but the car veered to the side and flew off the road.
There was a woman trapped inside the car. I heard her horrible cries.
I knew I had to do something, to help her somehow, but...
I was routed to the spot, lying on the ground. I started praying. Fervently, passionately.
I asked God to perform a miracle and save that woman.
I gave my word that if God would listen to me I'd give everything to Him, all my life.
In the morning I heard people say that the woman had survived.
For a long time I thought that this was the miracle sent to me by God.
But overtime I've become convinced that a miracle was given to that woman in the burning car,
and I have to admit my helplessness and betrayal.
Unless I do that, I will always stay caught up in that night on November 3rd of 1981.
You're worshiping a baby wrapped in simple linen in a stable.
Is this baby the Son of God? Is this stable a palace, and the manger a throne?
The Lord's throne is in Heaven, but you're looking for him in a stable in mother's hands.
We do not scorn either the stable or the simple linen.
Be exalted, oh Lord and accept our gifts.
I, Balthazar, have brought fragrant myrrh.
I, Melchior, have brought royal gold.
I, Casper, have brought you incense, offered to God.
Zip up your jacket.
It's stuck...
It's cold outside. You can't go outside like that with your jacket open.
Thanks. My hands are full and a child is a child, you know.
You were the best performer.
Didn't I tell you, mum?
You did, baby, you did.
Let me congratulate you.
But let others praise you, not yourself...
Be happy...
Let's go.
Oh my God... I thought you'd gone forever.
Why aren't you getting treatment?
You think if you're sick, you can make everyone else sick as well?
What were the doctors thinking? Keeping you for a while and then releasing you.
Even though they can see you're still ill.
Do you understand what I'm saying?
Do you understand that you don't have a son at our orphanage?
Paul is not your son. Understand?
You don't have a child. YOU DON'T!
It's just your imagination. A dream.
Are you going to terrorize me?
You realise you're forcing me to take drastic action, yeah? You want that?
Do you want to be locked up by force?
My Paul already has a mother.
A loving mother...