Whisper of Sin Page #3

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You won't believe my dream.

I woke up in a cave.

It stunk; it was wet.

It was like a womb.

Fetuses swam around me.

I've never seen such creatures.

They grew incredibly fast.

They kept multiplying.

My prison- actually the womb

began quivering.

Fetuses crowded forth.

Every time one left,

at the tunnel's end a light flashed.

I couldn't get out in any way.

I was the last to leave.

When I left,

Vika...

my mother, two brothers,

and my three sisters...

They laid dead.

No, not dead...

They were lifeless.

They were dogs!

Vika, it's unbelievable!

I was born a dog-

a dog!

After the hospital,

I'd wait

for a call from father Paulius-

for the payback.

I knew it would happen,

whether tomorrow or in a month,

in a car, in a bed

or at my home.

It had already happened.

The last step

was to cross the bridge.

Are we close to the essence?

Yes, Vika, I hear you.

I went to his home

to borrow a book.

The bravest horse ever belonged to

Alexander of Macedonia

named Bucephal.

The horse feared nothing

except his own shadow.

India built a monument to him.

Caligula- he was the one...

He adored his horse.

He made him a citizen, put on the Senate,

and then nominated him

a candidate to serve as consul.

He slept on marble,

ate from ivory,

masterpieces hung in his stable.

Do you know what Caligula means?

A sandal of a soldier

Know the name of Caligula's horse?

Initiate- the fleet-footed

Excuse me a minute.

Hello!

No, I don't handle that.

I don't have time now.

Goodbye

I'll never understand

what happened to me then.

It wasn't a sin.

It was a supreme secret.

We were not together,

not alongside.

We were one person.

You might otherwise see that moment

when life turns upside down.

I'm interested in all you say.

Really?

But I've already told it all.

It's time for evening Mass.

I'll go with you.

May I?

No, tonight I'm busy.

And tomorrow as well

Hey, we barely know each other.

What?

Maybe sometime...

Another time, maybe so...

Hey, little one,

there may not be another time.

Hi, I'm Vika.

So what?

We agreed to an interview.

So what?

But you promised...

Hey! Who let her on the set?

Goodbye

Then I wrote for a magazine.

All my interviews with artists

ended in love,

Actually falling in love since the feeling

lasted no more than a few hours.

Sometimes it'd last

a week, a month.

I had heard a lot about Go.

Get away from me!

- Hi there

- Hello

Here's your deal.

- Do I owe you?

- No, you don't.

- Great- till next time

- See ya

Go, you promised an interview.

Where my dear? Here?!

Why not here

With somebody like you...

I'd rather have it right here.

Then move over here.

I'm fine right here.

Well, if you're fine,

then fine.

On that secret city street,

Full of flowers, full of faults,

As squirrel on wheel racing,

Off and away I'm flying,

There's vines and spiders,

Expanses devoid of shores,

Homes aloft like kites,

There's where's there's you wait

Oh on that promised street,

White lilies on your breasts,

All awash in plant-like green,

Naked on a windowsill you sit.

Go was everything for me.

I fell madly in love.

I think he did too.

A month later,

we married in church.

He had a lot of women.

When I had jealousy fits,

he'd tell me,

"You are my...

L.S.L."

Last Sad Love

Why aren't you whistling?

You want a son?

Masai men whistle

when they want a son.

- Why don't you whistle?

- Me?

I'm about to whistle.

Want to run away?

I must get to work.

I'm very angry.

No woman ever ran

out of my bed.

I didn't want to wake you.

- Forgive me.

- I will not.

Did you see

Empire of Emotions?

Daina, you came back.

You look terrible.

- Gonna eat?

- I've eaten.

I met a friend;

gabbed all night.

I see it all.

What do you see?

Where women come from so early.

A lot you know.

You don't wanna talk,

then don't.

I want to,

but I don't know how.

I won't ask where you've been.

So don't ask.

Only call; our child worries.

You're bright;

don't feel guilty,

I don't;

and what about you?

That's how it is, Rita;

It can't be otherwise.

OK, Tomas, OK.

I'll put your words over my bed.

"...And their sight was restored.

Jesus warned them sternly:

'See that no one knows.'

But they went out and spread news

about him all over the region."

The Gospel of the Lord.

May the Gospel

rid us of our sins.

How did Paulius smell?

Paulius...

He smelled like mountain air.

I'm kidding- good cologne.

At times, incense...

he brought this smell

from church.

When were you

with a man to forget?

The very next day.

That soon...

Want me to tell you about it?

I do because you need it.

Whatcha you doin' here?

My cat ran away.

Your cat's over here.

Come on, we'll catch it.

The cat's over there.

I see ya got the experience.

I won't surprise you.

I wanna f*** an expert.

Ya got syphilis or anything?

No, I haven't.

Let's find that p*ssy.

Whatcha pullin' your pud?

A whore like you

needs f***ing!

Spread your legs!

Spread your legs, b*tch!

Flamin' b*tch gonna fuss?

Now ya gonna suck

everybody off

Why did you go into that place?

I thought if...

I killed myself

in a condemned building,

nobody would find me

for half a year.

I only imagined suicide one way-

to slice my veins.

But that takes time too.

Every other way scared me.

I was ready to do it,

but I was stopped.

Did you tell anyone about this?

I told Paulius in confession

all in more detail than now.

Why about that sleazy house?

Why in church?

Why in confession?

I already said-

to confess my sin.

I craved punishment.

Why are you lying?

It's no excuse

not even to yourself.

I'm not.

That's how it seems.

Why lie to yourself?

It was revenge.

I don't know.

I'm not so annoying, analyzing my deeds.

Time to analyze

I said about

the first time with Paulius.

Yes

The taste of sin was not then.

Then when?

In church

Mass was in a few hours.

We were alone in the sacristy.

He told the choir boys-

put the new candles

though they were nearly-new.

No, don't...

Forgive me, Vika.

Then Mass began.

I watched Paulius, thinking

those hands caressing me

are now blessing.

Those lips kissing me

are now speaking the Gospel.

I couldn't believe I was in church

lusting for him at the altar.

I got your message.

Did something happen?

Yes it has.

I don't know

how to tell you.

Don't explain who's guilty,

Aren't you undressing?

Hello...

No...

I have Mass at six.

I don't need your love

only in a dream!

I can't...

- Can you try?

- I can't.

You must forgive to forget him.

Try one simple way.

Just say this.

Just say,

I have no demands;

I don't blame you.

You don't need to change;

I'll still live.

I bid you farewell

With no pain,

with no sorrow.

I forgive you.

I want to vomit

from this word.

What am I doing here?

Wasting my time for money!

Wait, I'll help you.

Just sit down.

We'll try another method.

Calm down.

- I'm relaxed.

- OK, right, OK

Let's push that man out

like an object.

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