Block-notes di Habemus Papam Page #3

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the rehearsals,

the opening nights, when you

read the reviews together.

Nice!

But now I'm tired.

How did it go?

I think it will take

three sessions a week.

- For how many weeks?

- I'd say a couple of years.

That's a lot.

I know.

I need to walk a little.

No! No!

A sustained heaviness,

my head's too full,

but I don't know what of.

It's like a kind of

psychological sinusitis.

Is this what you call depression?

It happened to me so suddenly.

Faster!

What have we done...

What have you done!

Perhaps you suffered

because your mother,

when you were a small child,

paid more attention to someone else.

You know what we call that?

Parental deficit.

Parental deficit!

Yes.

What should I remember?

My first three months,

my first three years?

I don't remember a thing.

Sir?

Sir?

Are you sick?

Do you need help?

- A little water?

- Yes.

How are you feeling? Any better?

Better, thank you.

If you wait, I'm through in an hour.

- I'll take you to a bus stop.

- There's no need.

Really, I'm fine now.

- You're still very pale.

- I said I'm fine now!

Didn't you hear me?

Stop, I'm fine, I told you!

- But...

- That's enough!

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

- Excuse me, do you have...

- The bathroom's out of order.

Pardon me.

- May I make a phone call?

- The phone's only for work.

Sir?

- You can use mine.

- Very kind of you.

Thank you.

It's a short call.

- Hello?

- It's Melville.

Holiness! How are you?

Tell me where you are,

we'll come immediately.

- No.

- Where are you?

I don't know.

- Are you alright?

- I feel better.

- We're worried about you. You

should come back. - Be patient.

I need time.

I have to remember a lot

of things about my life,

things I've forgotten.

Do it for me, I made such a f***...

an unforgivable mistake!

Help me please, come back.

Not now.

I'll call you soon.

- I'm not sure I can do it.

- Don't worry.

It's very simple,

but rather important.

Stop here, please.

Follow me.

Here...

Move these drapes

early in the morning...

So they'll all see the Holy Father

is in his apartments.

...and once before going to bed.

But be careful,

all they must see is a shadow.

Remove your beret, of course.

- Can I turn on the TV?

- Yes, occasionally.

Remove your doublet too, I'll have

them bring you something white.

Good night.

For my days vanish like smoke,

my bones burn like glowing embers.

Here how these Bible passages...

...seem to echo the situation

of the Holy Father.

My heart is blighted

and withered like grass.

I forget to eat my food.

Fear and trembling come upon me

and anguish overwhelms me.

In the Bible, the only book

you put in my room,

I might add,

in the Bible,

it talks about depression.

Yes, but this cannot

concern the Holy Father.

It is you, due to your temperament

and professional bias,

who sees depression everywhere.

But in this book are all

the symptoms of depression:

feelings of guilt, weight loss,

suicidal thoughts...

I feel better!

The Holy Father just told me

these exact words:

I feel better.

He had a good day, he prayed,

he had something to eat

in his apartments...

...and his mood seemed encouraging.

You're pleased

the Holy Father feels better?

- Australian cardinals, good evening.

- Good evening.

- How's the jet lag?

- Much better, thank you.

- What is it?

- Living with the Etruscans.

- Is it worth visiting?

- Yes. It's a beautiful outing!

I've never been there,

but it's beautiful.

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

Everything we need is here

in the Vatican, right?

The famous service station

where gas costs less,

shops...

Gym facilities?

- Sure, gym facilities too.

- Yes. - Just great.

The pharmacy with medicines

you can't find in Rome.

Well, well...

We who are fortunate

to think we understand things...

...but recently it's been hard for

the Church to understand things.

The beginning of Peter's mission,

in the history of salvation,

in the history of God's people...

Why?!

What's changed?

I can't live without you.

We've often been afraid...

...to admit our faults.

Yes, I'm talking to myself.

I'm looking for the words

for a speech I have to make...

...before a crowd of people.

I'm a little worried.

For example, if I take my usual

sleeping pill before bedtime,

when I wake up at 3,

I take this one?

- No! - Why?

- You can't do this way.

These medicines don't go together.

Sleeping pills.

This is the family of tranquilizers,

these are mood stabilizers...

This is a major tranquilizer!

This is strong!

Who takes this?

- Who takes this?

- I don't know.

Anyway, if you take a sleeping pill,

it should have a short half-life.

O'Neill, let's say you wake up

tomorrow wanting to do sports.

- I don't do sports!

- Follow me on this.

If you do sports tomorrow,

you'll still be fuzzy from this...

- Good evening to all!

- How is he?

Better, his appetite's back.

His Holness ate everything.

Two types of prosciutto,

all the vegetables.

he devoured the fruit,

and even had a small dessert.

Now he's resting in his apartments.

Like it?

I have a parental deficit.

But I don't know what it is.

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

Excuse me, could I have a room?

- How many nights?

- I don't know.

- For tonight?

- Yes. Special rates?

No.

- Poor man.

- Why?

They say he's dead.

Now they'll elect another,

but without letting on.

- They said it on TV?

- No, they can't.

But it's obvious.

The Holy Father

is in his rooms, in prayer.

But the moment

we've been waiting for...

Nuntio vobis gaudium magnum...

The Pope!

Brummer!

The Pope!

What's the matter?

- The Pope!

- He feels better!

Nina, coming from backstage:

It's clear we can't continue,

I can leave, goodbye!

She kisses Arkadina

and Polina Andreyevna.

- Sorin:
Bravo, bravo!- Pardon us.

May I introduce Boris Alexeyevich.

Nina , confounded:

I great joy, I've read your books.

Arkadina, sitting beside her:

Don't be confounded, dear,

he's a celebrity,

but he's a simple man,

and is himself confounded.

Dorn, irritated:

Yakov, my brother,

raise the curtain!?

When I was young I wanted to be

a scholar, but I didn't become one!

I wanted to be an orator, but

my speaking would make you nauseous!

I wanted to marry but didn't!

I wanted to live in the city...

I wanted to live in the city...

...but I end my life living

in the country. And that's it.

To express dissatisfaction with life

at 62, you must admit, is petty.

Wow obstinate,

- ...can't you see I want to live?

- That's frivolity.

The laws of Nature dictate

that every life must end.

You reason as a satiated man.

You are satiated,

so you are uninterested in life.

Medvedenko:
Let's go home, Masha!

- Let's go home, Masha.- Masha: Go by yourself?

- Go by yourself? - Medvedenko:

Your father won't give me horses.

- Your father won't give me horses?

- Stop, why repeat my lines?

- My sister...

- You have no sister!

- It's not true! - My sister

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