Stations of the Cross Page #7

Here.

Swallow this.

Take it. It'll do you good.

Maria, go on, take the pill.

Maria, do as the doctor tells you.

Excuse me...

would you leave us alone

for a moment?

Excuse me?

I think you heard me.

I'm definitely not leaving my daughter

alone in one room with you.

Mrs Schneider,

could you come here, please?

So...

Leave us alone with your daughter.

- May I ask why?

Your daughter has a right to privacy.

And when I see that

you keep answering in her place,

and that the patient

shows all the signs...

of abuse,

I am obliged...

to pursue the matter.

That is outrageous!

I'm reporting this to the authorities.

Maria, we're leaving.

Maria...

you're not obliged

to do anything you don't want.

We can take you to hospital,

we can contact Youth Welfare.

You're not a prisoner.

Maria, we're going to another doctor.

I want Bernadette.

Who do you want?

Bernadette.

Stay out,

there's a crowd already.

Bernadette!

Would you come here please.

Now, would you leave us alone?

No.

Fine.

Mrs Schneider,

please order an ambulance service

and call the children's ward

at the Protestant Hospital, will you?

Yes.

What are you planning?

I'm having your daughter hospitalised.

- Then I'd like to be asked.

Would you prefer a Catholic hospital?

- Now don't be impertinent.

I'm still Maria's guardian.

I've a right to know the diagnosis

for putting her in hospital.

That is correct.

You're the guardian.

Go ahead.

Deny your ill daughter treatment

and take her home

if that is your idea of guardianship,

I can't stop you.

11:
JESUS IS NAILED TO THE CROSS

Would you like to eat?

Maria?

You've got to eat something.

Or have a drink.

Come on.

At least a bit of tea.

Hello, Maria.

Do you mind me using your first name?

I was looking at your blood test.

You worry me a little.

You should at least

improve your eating habits.

When your body is so weak,

an infection has an easy job.

Come on, at least try your supper.

And if you want something special,

just tell us.

Do you believe in God?

I do believe there's something out there,

but I don't believe in that kind of God.

Do you believe in God?

Yes.

Would you please leave us alone.

I'm sure you'll go to heaven.

You will, too.

Do you know I'd want to be like you?

You'd want to be like me?

With my bad German,

and my big nose?

You're so grown up and clever.

I'm not very clever.

I do lots of stupid things, too.

You do everything right.

God alone does everything right.

We humans do a lot wrong.

And I do an awful lot wrong.

- Not as much as me.

What do you think it's like,

going to heaven?

When you go to heaven...

I think...

there is a huge light,

and then,

Jesus is there, and God,

and the Holy Spirit, and...

everyone sings, and...

your heart is filled with great joy.

But it'll be a very long time

before you go to heaven.

Because I'll have to go to Purgatory

for a long time.

No, because you will live long.

I'm so afraid.

- What are you afraid of?

I'm so afraid

that I made my mother angry,

and that she doesn't love me anymore.

I even incited you.

- What?

I made you talk back to my mother.

I do everything wrong.

We all do a lot wrong.

Sometimes even your mother

does something wrong.

No one does everything wrong.

But I'm afraid that it's too late,

and she's given up hope

that anything will become of me.

I always repelled her love

by contradicting and being rude.

And that was a mortal sin.

Now she doesn't love me anymore.

- She does.

Your mother loves you very much.

Although I'm a bad person?

You're not a bad person,

and your mother loves you a lot.

Can you say that again?

You're not a bad person and your mother

loves you very, very much.

So why do I feel like...

being all alone in this world?

I'm here with you.

And...

And what?

And Jesus is always with you.

And the Virgin Mary, too?

- Yes.

Will you pray with me?

- Now?

Let's say a Hail Mary together.

Me in German and you in French.

Yes.

Hail Mary, full of grace,

the Lord is with thee;

blessed art thou amongst women,

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb,

Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God...

...blessed is the fruit of thy womb,

Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour of our death.

Amen.

- Can I remove this?

Yes.

Why did you stop?

We mustn't.

Do you promise

you'll think of me sometimes?

We'll write and visit each other, too.

But I won't be here anymore.

What do you mean by that?

I offered my life to God

so Johannes would get well.

Maria!

I only have one more wish.

I would like to receive Holy Communion.

I'd like to have Jesus with me when I go.

Could you please call Father Weber

and ask him to come to me?

Maria, listen:

I can call Father Weber,

but I believe it'd be better

if you just ate something normal,

and got well again.

- Why?

You don't have the right

to throw your life away.

God alone can decide when we die.

But if God accepts my sacrifice...

- No!

God did not accept your sacrifice.

You don't need Holy Communion,

you need food.

Holy Communion is the best nourishment.

Maria, listen to me.

God does not want you to die now.

If you do so against His will,

you commit a sin.

Please don't say that.

- Maria!

I want Holy Communion so much,

please call Father Weber.

All right.

Listen, I will call Father Weber,

then I'll go out to the doctors

and tell them that you want to die,

and that they should do something:

Save your life,

put you in intensive care.

Anything!

- Please don't, please stay.

Bernadette, don't leave me alone.

Bernadette!

12:
JESUS DIES ON THE CROSS

Perceptio Corporis tui,

Domine Jesu Christe,

quod ego indignus sumere praesumo,

non mihi proveniat in judicium

et condemnationem:

sed pro tua pietate prosit mihi

ad tutamentum mentis et corporis,

et ad medelam percipiendam:

Qui vivis et regnas cum Deo Patri

in unitate Spiritus Sanctus,

Deus per Omnia saecula saeculorum.

Amen.

Corpus Domini nostri Jesu Christi

custodiat animam tuam in vitam aeternam.

Amen.

Well, that was not a good idea.

We're not eating solids yet.

Spit it out.

Have you gone mad?

- I should ask you that.

Maria?

Maria!

Please step aside.

Maria!

- We need reanimation.

Hello... Can you hear me?

What happened?

- Respiratory arrest.

Was she given any medication?

She had a Host in her mouth.

- What's her name?

Maria Gttler.

- Maria!

Maria?

We have to start reanimation.

Give me board and adrenaline.

Coming up.

In it goes.

I'm starting cardiac massage.

Should I?

- I need volume.

Yes, one milligram.

Good, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.

Now I need an ambu-bag

and the defibrillator.

Coming up.

Take the relatives away, will you.

- Please...

Here.

- Please take over.

Amiodarione, now.

- Sorry.

Respiration again.

And continue.

Is there volume?

One second.

There is.

- Take the ambu-bag,

adrenaline again.

- That can't be.

One, two, three, four, five.

Come on, make an effort.

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