The Ninth Day Page #4

I can't abandon you.

Listen, you're bluffing now!

You lost your car?

I demand his personal explanation!

Lost? - We tracked them down

all the way to the stronghold.

The army blocked the road, we had to stop.

When the road was opened, it was too late.

I have your personal assurance!

Stop! I'll take you to a safe place in

despite of you like it or not

You must stop.

Are you nuts?

Yes, I am!

A prisoner of the camp is on his holiday.

A group of Gestapoes with cigars

in their mouths track me down.

Do you know what they want from me?

They want to destroy my belief!

They want me to betray my church.

"No Judas, no Jesus. " Do you understand?

Only the strong one can survive the camp prison.

Only the cunning man can achieve his goal.

Only like this, a man can find a way out for all.

As for you, two weeks at most.

You'll need a linkman in the kitchen.

Only he can feed you.

You will know how people die in

a labor camp after four weeks.

Yes, for surviving,

people must think carefully.

You can, but I can't.

What's up?

You leave from my house, quickly!

What are you looking for?

Who are you?

What do you want?

No other persons.

Now what to do?

Where's your brother?

I warn you, tell us

whatever you know at once

If he gets away, I'll arrest you.

Tell us everything!

I don't know where he is.

Arrest her!

Let me put on my overcoat.

There's no need for you anymore.

Leave.

How can you do this to my sis,

my brother and my sis's husband?

Isn't it enough for just arresting me?

Must our whole family go to camp prison?

What the heck are you worrying about?

Me? My family?

Or the whole Luxemburg?

I'm dreadful sorry for bringing

so much trouble to you.

You're my brother!

I thought you went

to Paris with Irmgard.

He went there alone.

I saw him off.

Dear mother

The next night there's only one single

thing in my mind. And that's water.

Do not move, you filth prisoner!

Take off your hat!

Number off!

I keep asking myself whether I should

share this with my brothers.

Or just tell Nansen,

who's the weakest among us.

I pray to God, but the pain of thirst

is stronger than anything.

The next day I come there again.

There's not much water.

But it's enough for one person.

Warm, a little bit salt.

It's so wonderful.

It moistens my dry lips,

it's so tasteful. - Kremer?

Kremer?

Go back to your row.

The chief warden's looking for you.

At that monment I comprehended

I was a sinner.

I was a greedy selfish sinner.

Water, water!

Don't give up. Listen, don't give up!

I'm not gonna make it!

God is testing us!

God's with us!

It's ok...

It's ok...

God trusts us!

Kremer

Merciful God, forgive me, forgive me.

Only like this, again and again.

Mother, forgive me.

Yes, I survive...

Nansen dies...

The question haunts me all the time.

Those water...

If I shared those water with him,

would he survive?

After that, I saw his face

in my dream every night.

I followed his steps.

Why don't say something?

You're not responsible

for your friend's death.

You just think

you could have saved him.

And he didn't blame you either.

The encyclical says...

All the buring pain will burn out.

The Nazi violently betrayed

Jesus Christ.

Hatred and blood spreads everywhere.

Please believe me.

Since the very first day,

I've just wanted to hug Kremer.

But if Gebhardt asked him to come,

then I cannot see him.

And that's also because of him.

This is an announcement which the Vatican

sends to the Berlin Reich Security Office HQ.

For seeking for building a new type

of European church policy.

The denial of this chance

is a loss to Luxemburg.

If only Luxemburg agreed the bishop's

resolution that day and...

expressed to support Nazi's church policy,

then it would be a trophy to Berlin.

Alienating the relationship between Rome and us.

I told Kremer about this.

But as the conclavist, you should have

much more resource to manipulate.

When will Kremer end his

so-called "holiday"?

In three days.

What's your opinion?

Is it just a fate for one single priest?

Or for other reasons?

You can't help me anymore...

Sir.

Please come in.

Do you get any message

from the Bishop?

No?

Then please be more!

You don't come here for relaxation.

You can go back today!

Yes, he's a patient.

I hope he die as soon as possible. It would

settle everything with the parochial purser.

This damn poor sow priest!

Sow priest? - He's the spiritual

mentor of the whole Luxemburg.

In my opinion, he's just a poor worm

who's crimpling in his robe all day.

You and I, we're aboveboard.

Or maybe there're other people?

I think I know what you're thinking.

Say something

I think you know nothing about this!

Under your order, what's going on there

in the camp prison?

You think you would know everything

about the camp prison if you just

had a talk with its commander?

What do you know? Thousands of German soldiers

died in the east line.

This is the monarch's command.

This is God's wish.

Why don't you become a priest?

You finally asked

a good question.

A glass of water?

I've read your doctorial thesis,

it's really nice.

There are so much proof

to prove God's existence.

The subject is a limelight.

But it felt wonderful to throw a boomerang.

Truly.

It's a philosophical sport.

Whatever you throw away,

it'll go back to you.

Mister Gebhardt, the conclavist

doesn't want to see me.

Even if he does, he'll never

agree to sign. Never

We don't care about him!

Follow me!

You write this down:

Luxemburg belongs to the Reich.

One country, one Roman Catholicism.

German church policy...

doesn't violate the Vatican. The Catholic

priests of Luxemburg support this policy.

You, Priest Kremer announce

it publicly.

You criticize the conclavist publicly.

You must finish this by tomorrow.

Just two days before

I left the seminary

I denied to wear the black uniform,

this is my own action against God.

Yes.

I was vice officiant at that time.

As a priest, can I change this world?

I can't.

Can I make this world a better place? I can't

either. But in the camp of our monarch...

Under his great lead, I feel like I'm

important.

I drive the wheel of the history to run, and I've

already done it in my heart for a long time.

My faith gives me strength to accomplish

all of my errands.

Judas!

You are it!

- Ah, finally you get it!

I think you just comprehended the

true meaning of Judas.

Why don't you drink up the water? Back

in the camp, you should have drunk it up already.

Although you didn't say it,

but I know.

You betrayed your brothers in arms,

for surviving.

You finally make your life

meaningful.

If I did what you told me, what would happen

to my brothers in the camp prison?

You don't believe

the justice of God?

Everyone cooperate with us

will be set free.

Be set free?

Yes, just get his agreement.

You should write for living,

not for dead.

Your fate is on your hand

I am waiting for your compellent report.

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