Andrei Rublev Page #4

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and what have we got?

Our monastery looks like

a market place.

You, God's servant, how much did you

pay to be ordained? Twenty souls?

And you kept following the prior,

bargaining with him.

For two or, luckily,

for one water meadow,

you wanted to win eternal bliss

for yourself.

You all know it,

but you won't say anything!

You're pretending

you don't notice anything!

I might have kept silent, too,

and put up with all this abomination,

if I had any talent,

or at least some ability

to paint icons.

But God didn't give me talent,

and thank God!

I'm happy that I got no talent,

for because of that I'm honest

and pure before God!

And one more thing, brethren...

What can you tell us

that we don't know?

But do you know

what happens to ones like you?

I'm just...

Get out of here,

you viper's breed!

You'll thrive in the world!

Blasphemer!

You see...

Listen, Kirill...

It is written:

And Jesus went into the temple of God

and cast out all them that sold and

bought in the temple, and overthrew

the tables of the moneychangers

and the seats of them that sold doves.

And said unto them:

My house shall be called

the house of prayer,

but ye have made it

a den of thieves.

THE ANDREI PASSION

I washed Danila's brushes for 3 years

before he trusted me with an icon.

And not to correct it,

but just to clean it.

Do you trust me?

But you're lying all the time!

The other night you came back

with your cassock all glued together.

- Where had you been?

- At the apiary.

And you said you went to

the Andronnikov monastery.

Look at yourself!

Apply some damp dirt to it,

or you'll be bloated like a hog.

It must be too late already.

It won't help.

You're making up things on and on.

I even thought

you might have some disease.

What disease?

There must be such a disease

when a man can't stop lying.

Look, Foma! Look, I say!

- Look where?

- Never mind, blockhead.

I can't understand why I took you

to be my assistant.

You say one thing one day and another

the next. Didn't you tell Theophanes:

"This boy never misses a thing

and he likes the azure"?

You were a different person then.

You tried hard, you never lied.

You know what Theophanes said

about your azure?

"What good is in it, in the azure?"

And you love to eat.

It beats me how you can paint

after that?

Can you think of anything else

when your belly growls?

All you can hear is that growling.

You're a lucky man, Foma.

Everything's plain and simple for you.

Only through a prayer

our soul can discern what's invisible.

Look! What's that?

So, you decided to leave the apostles

on the left?

Foma, have you removed the glue

from the fire?

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