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we pray to Thee,

hear us and have mercy on us.

Lord have mercy.

Show Thy endless mercy.

We pray

for the soul of the departed

servant of God, Emil,

and that all his sins,

willing and unwilling, be forgiven.

Cheers!

-Hi!

How are you?

It took ages at the subway.

How much longer?

I have to be at the base by six.

It just started.

We beg forgiveness from Christ,

the eternal Emperor,

and from the Lord, our God.

Lord have mercy!

Let us pray.

Lord have mercy!

Lord of all spirits and of the body,

who trampled death

and the devil destroyed

and gave life to Thy world,

rest the soul

of Thy departed servant Emil

in a place of light,

of verdure, of repose,

whence has fled all pain,

sadness and sighing.

And any sin he may have committed,

through word, thought or deed,

forgive it, good Lord,

in Thy loving kindness.

May God forgive him.

-May God forgive him.

For there is no man that has lived

and has not sinned,

Thou alone art without sin

and Thy righteousness is eternal

and Thy word is the truth.

Lord, let us pray.

Lord, have mercy!

Thou art the resurrection, life,

and repose of Thy departed servant.

Dear Lord,

We glorify Thee

and Thy eternal Father,

and Thy most holy

and life-giving Spirit,

now and ever shall be,

world without end.

Amen.

Please, come closer.

Come closer to me.

Let us lift the koliva.

Lord grant Thy departed servant Emil

eternal remembrance.

Eternal remembrance...

Lord grant Thy departed servant

eternal remembrance.

Eternal remembrance...

Let us sing together

"Christ has risen".

Christ has risen from the dead,

Trampling over death by death,

And to those in the grave

Bestowing eternal life!

You're suddenly so pious!

-I wanted to hear them sing!

I'll tell you the whole story later!

Get in there and shut the door!

Let us pray, Lord have mercy...

...who feedest the hungry

and clothest the naked,

bless these clothes

that others might wear them,

and clothe Thy servant Emil

in the garb of purity

and in the radiant cloak of light

and seat him to rest in Thy heaven.

Bless, oh Lord,

all these things that will be given

in the name of Thy servant Emil.

Irina woke up.

Grant, oh, Lord, health

to anyone who wears these clothes,

in remembrance

of the name of the departed

and grant him mercy

at Thy Last Judgement;

and relieve him of any sins committed

by word, deed or thought.

For Thou alone art without sin,

Christ our Lord,

and Thee we glorify

together with Thy eternal Father

and Thy Holy, mighty,

and Life-giving Spirit,

now, and ever shall be,

world without end.

May God forgive him!

-May God forgive him!

Father, we have some alms.

-Give them to the deacon.

I would like to...

Just a few words

in the memory of the one who was

...a friend,

Emil...

Thank you for coming,

for piously listening

to the word of God...

May God forgive him!

-May God forgive him!

I would like to use the bathroom.

You know where?

-Yes, it's there...

Boys!

Orange juice, coffee, water?

It's hot, damn it.

You take these

to Cocheci, Jipa, Mircea,

to Chivu, to Parvan,

no, they're Adventists,

to Mrs Sandolovici, to Putinica...

Put this under cold water, please.

To Mrs Grigore,

to Bonei...

You take one to Brisc

and another to Mrs Tala.

How about Paunescu?

What can I say? Simona,

please help Mirela with the alms.

Give him too, he'll be happy,

It's free.

Our floor, the first,

the second and the fourth.

Stay with Irina please,

I'll set the table.

I have to cool the milk.

-I'll cool it.

Come to Daddy!

Telegrams, telegrams...

What's up?

What's with the long face?

He's bitter

that Bush put him on hold.

You're so funny.

You shot me down.

Still there?

No, he's moved on to Fukushima.

Which was also blown up by Bush,

but with carbide.

Come on, what's up?

-Nothing!

Except that dad finally has a sex life

and mom discovered Osho.

I'm fine.

And I'm pissed by your brother too.

He still believes in the tooth fairy.

See? He came around.

Still there then...

Don't know about me, but I heard

your brother knows who shot Kennedy.

He won't believe that Kennedy was shot

by Sile Dinicu! With his accordion!

There can't be any dialogue

unless we accept that every statement

has to be based on solid arguments.

It's unfair to discredit the ones

searching for the truth

just because they bring out

logical hypotheses.

They're speculations, boy,

not hypotheses!

You know that scientific research

relies a lot on imagination.

And starts from all kinds of scenarios

before reaching relevant hypotheses.

And it's unwise to ask for the truth

without taking the time to see.

The liberty to search and assess.

That seems fair to me.

But calm down, he doesn't believe

everything he says either.

Right, bro?

The "evolution from apes" theory,

you know,

I believe it more and more.

I like how you accuse

so-called conspiracy theorists,

but you're fine with the US government

starting to investigate 400 days later,

NORAD not reacting,

no one considering the collapse of WTC7

or with the FBI seizing all the cameras

from the Pentagon

the very same day!

Instantly!

I see nothing wrong in what he says.

It's easy to say "f*** them all",

but in fact it's very dangerous.

If things are what they are today,

it's mainly our fault,

the ones choosing

not to think on their own.

It's not funny.

Despite your claims,

people researching 9/11

aren't making a business of it.

They gave up their comfort

to choose the path of truth.

A very strenuous path!

Like Giordano Bruno!

Bravo!

Now make fun of Mr Popescu too.

What's with Mr Popescu?

-It's a long story.

We'd had a mega talk show

before you came.

I believe,

and you can make fun of me,

I don't mind,

I believe our judgement is wrong

because we're afraid.

I mean, I can only speak for myself,

and I can really say I'm afraid.

It's a matter of context, Relu.

I'd be afraid in Kosovo, too.

Or anywhere in conditions of war.

But I told you

it had nothing to do with the war.

It's not about context,

and I know you refuse to believe me.

I do, but I can't.

And I can't because it's illogical.

Remember, we haven't discussed matters

that relate directly

or indirectly to politics.

Anyway, I'm a soldier,

so politics is off limits for me.

My job is to defend my country

and go where my superiors send me.

If they don't send me, I stay at home.

Away from the front, the bombs,

and the booby-trapped cars.

And believe me!

While I sit at home

on the couch, zapping the TV,

I get so afraid.

True!

Maybe you heard that

some who asked to reopen the case

died suddenly with no explanation,

just like the key witnesses

from the '89 Revolution.

You'll say it's a coincidence.

I don't believe in coincidences.

I've no idea what happened on 9/11.

But I don't buy the official version!

Gabi thinks he understands,

because he was there.

So were those who lost their children,

parents, grandsons, etc.

They want to reopen the case

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