Luther Page #5
by Pope Leo himself,
and sent to just one
favored prince
in recognition
of heroic loyalty and devotion
to Christ's holy church.
Spalatin, I'm sorry
for keeping you so late,
but this is a matter
of some urgency.
First of all,
give Miltitz 600 ducats
as an expression of our gratitude.
My lord, the rose
Oh, I know that.
And then tell them that
we will not deliver Luther to Rome.
And get that...
that rose...
Put it among the relics,
move all the relics out.
Move them to someplace
I don't even know where they are.
I don't want to know
where they are. I want...
Go on.
When I was a child,
I thought like a child,
I was a child,
I played like a child.
And now, thanks to the adults,
I've had to join
the world of adults.
And I am appalled...
by how easy they thought it was
to bribe me!
Armed horsemen!
Over there!
What is so important
that you interrupt us?
Prince Frederick of Saxony.
He refuses to surrender Luther
to you, Your Holiness.
Go! Go, go!
Arise, O Lord.
and judge thy cause.
A wild boar
has invaded thy vineyand.
We can no longer
suffer the serpent
to creep through
the field of the Lord.
are to be exammined and burned.
Anyone wlo presumes to infringe
oun excommmmunication
and anathemma
of Almighty God
and the Apostles Peter
and Paul.
Amen.
You can burn his books,
but you can't burn his ideas!
Go back to Rome, you butchers!
Go burn your own books!
Go burn the Pope's books!
Papist devils!
Papist devils, leave us!
By order of His Holiness,
Pope Leo X...
shall be erased
from the memory of man!
Martin Luther speaks the truth!
Devils.
Here, Father!
Find someone else to do it!
He belongs to us!
This... is what Rome calls
a Papal Bull,
an edict from the Pope himself.
There's only one thing to do
with this blast of wind.
Yes! Feed the fire!
Feed the fire with canon law!
Feed the fire with every lie
ever written in Rome!
Come on, feed it!
Feed the flames!
Feed it!
That's right, feed the flames!
Feed the flames!
Feed them!
My Emperor.
My good uncle.
Allow me to extend
my congratulations on your elevation.
I've come to speak to you
about Martin Luther.
Our Holy Father has sent
his new cardinal to advise us.
Oh! You mean you've
traveled all the way from Rome
about this small matter?
Heresy is never
a small matter, my lord.
Your Highness, if I might
for a moment have your ear.
If your business is Martin Luther...
My business is Saxony, sir...
...and I wish a brief audience
with my Emperor.
Deliver Luther to Rome.
I cannot.
He's my subject. It's my duty to see
that he gets a fair hearing.
Aleander has given me his word
that the Inquisition will
The Rome Inquisition
does not give hearings, my lord.
And the whole of Germany
prays that you will defend her.
The heretic must be tried.
Your blessed grandfather
Maximilian
told us that no German subject
would ever be condemned
without a fair trial
in his own country.
Then we shall hear him
in Germany.
In Worms.
Worms is still a very long way
from Wittenberg, my lord,
and the Pope himself has
put a bounty on Luther's head.
His spies are everywhere,
in defiance of my humble rule,
and therefore, sir,
in defiance of your greater rule.
Then I will ensure
Martin Luther's safe conduct
to a fair hearing.
an imperial guard to escort him.
On that you have my word.
Oh, yes.
Martin Luther is coming!
Bless us, Father!
Please bless us!
Help my family, please, Doctor!
Give us your blessing!
Don't kneel to me.
I'm no saint.
Bless me, Father!
Bless me, Father!
Father! Bless me, Father!
I thought
you had abandoned me.
I thought I was
alone again in this world.
Be still, Martin.
One slip, and you'll
save the Emperor a trial.
I'm here to serve you.
I jest because I'm so afraid.
Martin, I hoped
you'd help reform the church,
not destroy it.
With all its sins,
the church is still the church.
What is a child
without its family?
left to themselves,
helpless and frightened?
All my life, I have seen
more than it loves good.
I beg you
to look to the good, Martin.
You are tearing the world apart.
That day when you
sent me out so boldly
to change the world...
Did you really think
there wouldn't be a cost?
It is simply a matter
of individual conscience.
They'll burn him for sure.
Do you, Martin Luther,
recognize these books?
The 95 Theses. A Sermon
on Indulgence and Grace.
The Babylonian Captivity.
Freedom of a Christian.
Address to the Christian Nobility
of the German Nation?
Are you the author?
All are mine.
against our holy church.
Do you recant
what you've written?
I...
Please, God,
let him say the right thing.
I was...
Speak up.
May I have time to consider?
You have had the time,
and you should have been
prepared to answer.
I would like to answer
satisfactorily,
without injury
to the divine word
or danger to my soul.
Any one of us might be
expected to bear witness,
unequivocally and fearlessly
at any time.
All the more in your case,
a famous, experienced
professor of theology.
We grant you one day.
Tomorrow you shall answer.
Damn you, go back to hell!
Damn you,
damn you, damn you!
Damn you, go back to hell!
Shut up, shut up,
shut up!
Shut up! I feel
your foul breath on my neck!
Happy devil you are,
to see me mute!
Shaking... shaking
like an animal at the slaughter!
Oh, my, yes.
Where's his faith now?
Where's his boasting now?
Where's his boasting.?
I am yours. Save me.
I am yours.
Save me.
I am yours.
Save me.
Speak well, Doctor.
Good luck, Martin.
Good luck.
Good luck, Martin.
God be with you.
I pray Thee do Thy will.
Order in the hall.
Order!
Order!
Martin Luther, are you
I am.
Do you recant
what you have written here?
I cannot renounce all of my works
because they are not all the same.
First are those books in which
I have described Christian faith
and life so simply that
even my opponents have admitted
would be unthinkable,
for that would be to renounce
accepted Christian truths.
He is not here
to make speeches,
only to answer.
is directed against the foul doctrine
and evil living of the Popes,
past and present.
No!
Yes!
Through the laws of the Pope
and the doctrines of men,
the consciences of the faithful have
been miserably vexed and flayed.
I will do nothing
but add strength to tyranny
and open not just the windows
but also the doors
to this great ungodliness.
He has condemned himself.
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