The Island Page #4

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How long has she been like that?

Four years and a half

since her husband died.

He was a submariner

in the Barents Sea.

Tell me, your holy man--

- can he heal the insane?

- She is not insane.

What's with her?

She's possessed.

There's a demon inside her

who torments her.

lt sounds absurd, forgive me.

- How do you know?

- l know him personally.

Who?

The demon.

Nastya,

where are you? Nastya!

Let's get out of here.

Hey, Nastya!

Come out. We've arrived.

l'm not going with you.

You have to, darling.

No. l'm tired.

You go, l'll stay here.

l'm not coming with you.

You are a nasty person.

And your island is nasty.

- l'm not coming with you.

- You have to.

You have to. Don't be afraid.

- l'm not coming

- You'll be fine.

l don't want to go.

l don't want to go.

ln the name of the Father,

the Son and the Holy Ghost.

O Lord Jesus Christ,

Thy will be done.

The Lord shall rise,

and His enemies shall be dispersed,

and vanish like smoke.

As wax melts before fire,

so will the devils perish

before those who love God,

before those who make

the sign of the cross

and say joyfully:

Precious and Life-giving Cross

which drives away demons...

O most Pure and Life-giving Cross

of the Lord,

help me with the Holy Virgin

the Mother of God

and with all Saints

forever and ever. Amen.

Praise the Lord.

O Lord,

succor the sick.

Amen.

Now you are well.

Have a good cry.

Thank you.

l don't know

how l can thank you enough.

Nastya is shining.

We should thank God.

Now go to the church.

Nastya should confess her sins

and receive communion.

Don't you want to confess?

l don't understand.

Come, l'll explain everything.

Don't be afraid, Admiral.

No one is going to test your

loyalty to the Party.

l am not afraid of anyone.

l've had my share of fear.

But l really don't see

what this is about.

ln '42 l was taken prisoner.

l was young.

The Germans promised me life

if l shot my mate.

- Where did you serve?

- Here in the Northern fleet.

What was your mate's name?

l don't remember.

He was older than me,

a skipper on a tugboat.

Why don't you ask

if l shot him?

Well, did you?

l did.

l don't know how to live with it.

Me neither.

Why did you tell me?

l am old

and afraid to die with this sin.

l'm afraid.

Don't be afraid.

Die in peace, Father.

l know the man.

He survived.

You just shot

through his arm.

Then there was a blast

and he fell overboard

and grabbed a plank.

He was rescued

the next morning.

Forgive me.

Forgive me.

l've forgiven you long ago.

l was sure you hadn't survived.

l thought since you were

on the tugboat...

Tikhon, go in peace.

God be with you.

Thank you, brothers.

Good job.

We sand-papered it first,

then varnished.

You can well use it

as a sideboard.

Like it?

l need a coffin, not a sideboard.

l tried to please you.

Nothing ever pleases you.

l can get some sandpaper

and we'll scratch it off

or dirty it with your coal.

Tell me what you want.

l'll do it for you.

Father Job,

forgive me, an old fool.

Forgive me the soot and Cain

and this sideboard.

- lt is all right.

- Forgive me for Christ's sake.

Let bygones be bygones.

You pardon me.

l've been unjust to you.

Pardon me for Christ's sake.

God will.

Glory be to Thee, O Lord.

Watch me.

l'll take a chunk of coal...

See that?

Just what you wish,

Father Anatoly.

Father Job, give me a hand.

Here l am.

Go tell Father Filaret

the servant of God, Anatoly

has passed away.

Father Anatoly...

aren't you afraid to die?

l'm not afraid to die.

l'm afraid to stand before God.

My sins are oppressing me.

How should l live?

We are all sinners.

Live the way you can.

Just try not to sin too much.

Well, enough of that.

Enough talking. Go, my dear, go.

God be with you.

O Lord...

receive my sinful soul.

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