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The spiritual exercises are a

religious practice conceived by

Saint Ignazio of Loyola

in the early decades of the 1500's.

Officially sanctioned by the Church

in 1548, for their great spiritual efficacy,

the exercises were soon adopted for

the moral devlopment

of men wielding economic and political power.

Attention, attention.

Attention all citizens.

The epidemic continues to claim victims...

amongst the population of our country.

The only way to fight the epidemic

is through compulsory vaccination.

All citizens of all ages must present themselves

for vaccination against the epidemic

at the special centres set up by

the Red Cross

for the anti-epidemic campaign.

The Eve

Here he comes. The first one is

at the gate, over.

- The car is in the drive, over.

- Roger.

Welcome, Mr. President.

Assistant Commissioner Arras.

I'm here to the end.

- The end of what?

- Until the end. Please.

- Anyone here yet?

- No. You're the first.

I wish I were last.

This way please.

- Good evening, Excellency.

- 602.

Would you like anything?

- Notify Don Gaetano.

- At once.

I'm confused... I'd like to visit the chapel.

This way.

Father, 602 is on the way.

Our... Father...

who art... in heaven...

hallowed be... thy...

name... Thy...

kingdom... come...

Thy... will... be done...

I wanted to spend the night

here in prayer.

- Will they all come?

- Everyone.

But maybe he won't come.

There's an 80% chance.

So he told me by telephone earlier.

Pity! It's a unique and

propitious occasion.

We're at the crossroads...

it's painful, but inevitable.

I believe he'll come.

Here they can see us.

This is the fifth accusation against you.

Anonymous.

It's them again:

they're after me.

But they want me in jail.

Hide it.

Bless me.

Soon you'll be rid of me.

Maybe I have cancer.

Where?

Where temptation was strongest.

- Well then, where?

- Guess...

Will you hear my confession?

Tomorrow. I won't hear it now.

Besides, it's dangerous.

There could be microphones.

- Are you very tired?

- Yes! Go away!

They're scoundrels.

Pray!

Pray.

Pray.

- Found anything?

- no, nothing so far.

Have you looked properly?

- They've got smart.

- Don't you believe it.

Who are they?

Do you know them?

The younger one is Senator Martellini,

chairman of FITOD.

The other one is Caudo,

Vice-President of ARABIC.

They weren't expected here tonight.

I'll check their luggage.

A few words...

to thank Don Gaetano.

What kind of priest do you think I am?

Good or bad?

Like the others.

- Disgraceful.

- One must forgive them...

- they're Mediterraneans!

- Praised be Jesus Christ.

Now and for ever.

Enjoy your meals.

I'd like your permission, Don Gaetano,

to eat with the service staff.

From tomorrow you may.

Today we're not organised.

There are many problems.

Here's one...

my brother should resign from

your company.

If I get back into government,

certain precautions must

be taken, right?

Regretfully!

I'm a bad priest. Very bad.

And I'll tell you more...

The Church's triumph is due to

bad priests.

Their wickedness servers to confirm

and glorify sanctity.

He called. He's coming.

The chances are increasing.

It seems that he's coming.

- Enough! I refuse to eat with thieves like you.

- What did you say?

I said I refuse to eat with thieves like you.

- You may be a thief!

- You're the thief - a banana thief.

- Stamp thief!

- You're thieves.

Thieves! They laugh...

First they steal, then they come here

to laugh at God's people.

Cry! One can't escape expiation.

They'll get what they deserve.

They laugh... you should cry instead.

You're dead and you don't know it.

The people want it; God wants it.

- Praised be Jesus Christ.

- Now and for ever.

We all have so many fears.

They've lost their self-control.

As if they could see hell.

Hell is nearby. It's underground.

We're inside it.

I'm here to lead you there by the hand.

This time you'll all do the spiritual

exercises properly.

Just as I say.

Jesus...

Why didn't you wake me

when you got back?

You looked so peaceful.

I want to pray with you.

The Ignatian prayer...

with deep breaths.

Our... Father...

who art... in heaven...

hallowed be... thy...

name... Thy...

kingdom... come...

Thy... will... be done...

on Earth... as in heaven.

Give us this day...

our daily bread...

- Who is it?

- It's me, Voltrano.

- Voltrano... hide.

- I must speak to you.

Open up - it's Voltrano.

I'm alone. It's important!

Only you can save the Party.

You must go back and lead

the government.

At your side you'll have me,

Mozzio, Dergo, Caprarozza,

Schiavo, and maybe even Michelozzi,

with all URU's money.

- Voltrano, I don't need...

- All together...

We must sweep away the filth

lurking in our Party.

- There's a woman...

- That's not true.

- I don't need you, Voltrano.

- But I need you.

- I don't need you.

- You do...

I have all you need to achieve

your goal.

- In the name of our long friendship.

- I won't be a scapegoat.

Careful:
I'm an archive.

I have all the proof.

- Proof of what?

- Everything.

- Everything? No, thank you.

- It's a present.

Thank you, Voltrano.

Thank you, thank you.

Have a good rest.

Prepare for prayer.

- The werewolf is...

- Yes, yes.

First day

Good morning, gentlemen.

This year too, His Eminence

Cardinal Goffredo Beccari...

has been so gracious as to attend the

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