Paradies: Glaube Page #2

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Jesus, I live for you

Jesus, I die for you

Jesus, I am yours

In life and in death

Be merciful unto us

Be gracious to us

Lead us, O Jesus

To your eternal salvation

Holy Jesus, we are the Legion

of the Sacred Heart prayer group.

We are the spearhead of the true faith.

We are the Church's assault troop.

Heavenly Jesus, we pledge our love.

We pledge our obedience.

We pledge our devotion unto death.

We pledge

to make Austria Catholic again.

Dear Mother of God,

help me convert these people.

Why didn't you call?

Why call?

I wanted to surprise you.

Did your family kick you out?

No, I just come to you.

What would you like to drink?

Anything,

water or whatever you have.

But I can sleep next to you.

We're not discussing this now.

- Why? I just got here.

Why we not start off on good note?

Anna, I'm talking to you, please.

Please.

- Your bed's here and that's final.

But I can just sleep with you.

Don't I have the right

to sleep in the bedroom?

What are you doing?

- How do you want to lie?

Where do you want the pillow?

- I said I want to sleep with you.

Then I'm putting it here.

- Just like that?

Why don't we start on a good note?

Anna?

Two years and, and...

You make me sleep here?

Jesus, you know how hard

it is for me that Nabil's back.

But if you want to test me,

I'll gladly accept this test.

I'll make any sacrifice you ask of me.

I love you.

Thy will be done, not mine.

Rolli!

Rolli, where are you?

Rolli, look! Your food.

Good cat.

There you are.

It's nice up here, isn't it?

You stay here for a while,

get some fresh air.

Calm down now. Be good!

Don't smoke so much!

Use an ashtray next time, okay?

- All right, thanks.

What's this?

"Sexual wildness destroys."

"Rising early is a virtue."

"Your day should begin with prayer."

All right...

"Only through crises

does one grow."

Shove your rod in my wet p*ssy!

I love you.

I love you.

Please.

Please.

Please.

Please.

Please.

Holy Mary, give your blessing

Bless me, your child

So that I may find heaven

And also find peace

Bless all my thoughts

Bless all I do

And in your blessing

Let me rest day and night

And in your blessing

Let me rest day and night

Who's there?

Damn it!

Mr. Rupnik?

- What do you want?

Are you Mr. Rupnik?

- Yes, yes.

The Mother of God is here to see you!

- Who? Who? What?

The Mother of God, see!

Where will you put

the Mother of God in this chaos?

There's no space.

- I've another room there.

Then let's see the other room.

Show me where you want

to put the Mother of God.

Let me think.

This is where my mother slept.

And when she died,

the bed died for me too.

Now I just lay my clothes on it.

I can't sleep

where there used to be a corpse.

She...

- Because you loved her so much?

Yes, maybe subliminally,

in my subconscious

I feel a certain reluctance to use it.

My mother slept here, my father here.

- Then let's bless the deceased's bed.

Let's say the Lord's Prayer

for the deceased.

In their blessed memory.

- Sure, why not?

But first, the Mother of God.

- I pray all the time anyway.

Look, up here.

We can put her next to that candle.

- No, it has to be a prominent place.

Otherwise it's undignified.

Here's the candle I always light

on the day my mother died.

I always have a candle in here.

Oh, there's nothing left.

We can put her up here.

Do you ever even look up there?

Your mother died here in bed.

Let's put her by the bed with a candle.

- It's too cluttered.

But then you can kneel by the bed

and also see the Mother of God.

Then put her in the middle of the bed.

If it's better.

- I think so.

Do you have a candle?

A candle would be nice.

They're all gone.

Okay, we'll put her in the middle.

I'll move the hat.

Oh, no. Oh, God.

Careful, don't let her fall.

Maybe put a pillow...

She won't fall.

Even if she does, it's soft.

I'll put this back. Let's put it away.

I'll light it some other time.

Then let's kneel down.

You mean I should...?

To pray for your mother.

Don't you ever do that?

Sure I...

- For the dead. It's important.

On All Souls' Day

I go to the cemetery.

It's very important.

Now let's kneel down.

Mr. Rupnik, kneel down.

- Now, just like that?

Of course. Kneel down.

- Do we have enough room?

I have a few books here.

- Then let's move them.

Wait, I'll do it.

- I can put them over here.

I don't want to trouble you.

Don't strain yourself.

- We'll have to clean up here.

You can't throw out my nice suits!

I need them to get dressed up

when I go to fancy parties.

Let's pray. Kneel down now.

- You want me to kneel down?

It's been ages since I last kneeled.

Then easy does it.

- My knees hurt when I kneel down.

You can do it.

- It's unhealthy.

It's never unhealthy to do this.

Yes, but I'm not used to it.

- Just make an effort.

I've never done this before.

- Turn your shoulder to the right.

Just turn it to the right.

- Damn, it's hard!

That hurts!

- You're kneeling crooked.

What?

- Turn your bottom toward the bed more.

So you can kneel straight.

- But I have to prop myself up.

Or I'll fall over.

- I'm propping myself up too.

But if you kneel crooked, it hurts.

- Ouch, that hurts. Damn. That's enough!

I can't do this anymore!

Damn, that hurts!

That hurts.

I'll stand up and just bow instead.

That's better.

We weren't made to kneel.

Quiet! A little reverence now.

Try to think of a few words.

- How can you kneel like that?

A miracle. A miracle.

- It's okay if it hurts a little.

You can kneel for hours.

The only explanation

is that women are known

to have a layer of fat there.

It's because nature

made female hormones that way.

Women can run around in winter

in thin stockings

with skirts up to here,

and they're not cold.

Men can't take that.

It's because women

have a nice layer of padding all over.

Especially on their behind,

as you can see on nudist beaches.

It really bulges out.

It's fleshly temptation.

That's what it is. Fleshly temptation.

Please, Mr. Rupnik.

- It's fat.

A layer of fat that women have

because of their female hormones.

This isn't the right subject to discuss

in front of the Mother of God.

Yes, quite right.

All right then.

Let's say the Lord's Prayer

for your late mother.

Yes... well...

Say it with me:
In the name of...

I usually say it in my own words.

- Not the Lord's Prayer.

Either you say your own words

or the Lord's Prayer.

In the name of the Father, the Son,

and the Holy Spirit. Amen, right?

Our Father...

Don't you know it?

- Of course.

Our Father who art in heaven, right?

Wait... Who art in heaven...

Hallowed be thy name. Right?

That part isn't so important.

Thy kingdom comes to us

and thy will be done,

on earth as it is in heaven.

Very good.

What comes next?

Now it really gets going.

Give us this day our daily bread.

- Exactly.

I'm always asking God

for daily bread.

Give us this day our daily bread.

And then comes the complicated bit:

forgive us our trespasses

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