Paradies: Glaube Page #5

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Our Father...

Don't you know it?

- Of course.

Our Father who art in heaven, right?

Wait... Who art in heaven...

Hallowed be thy name. Right?

That part isn't so important.

Thy kingdom comes to us

and thy will be done,

on earth as it is in heaven.

Very good.

What comes next?

Now it really gets going.

Give us this day our daily bread.

- Exactly.

I'm always asking God

for daily bread.

Give us this day our daily bread.

And then comes the complicated bit:

forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive those

who trespass against us.

Very interesting.

- Indeed. And very important.

It's the hardest line

in the whole prayer.

He'll only forgive us our trespasses

if we forgive those

who trespass against us.

We have to forgive the people

who get on our nerves, our enemies.

Forgive them! Imagine!

But the Lord has to forgive you too,

and I'm sure

you get on his nerves a lot.

But he forgives you anyway.

- I've never committed a serious crime.

I haven't. I'm a normal citizen.

Bless the room his mother died in,

and be her intercessor in the hereafter.

Thank you, Mother of God.

Don't you want to bless

the Wandering Madonna too?

She doesn't need to be blessed.

She blesses you.

- I see.

I'll leave her here.

Two weeks.

- Yes, and then I'll pick her up.

Who is annoying you?

Tell me who it is.

Tell me who's bothering you

and I'll do what has to be done.

I'm going to feed you, sweetie.

Just be patient.

Have a little patience...

Just a second, sweetie.

Don't get mad.

What are you doing?

I feed her.

- Are you crazy? That's our food.

Are you crazy? Really!

- She has to eat too!

My cat!

- But not our food.

She gets enough to eat.

- Poor thing hungry.

That's unhygienic.

Get her off there!

Why? She eats just like people!

The cat stays in the basement.

- Please!

Cats better than people!

- That's disgusting!

Hey, hey.

- Look.

Then go!

I came here with hope.

That it's better here.

But my wife treats me just like...

like waitress on the street.

Hate. Hate toward foreigners.

At home too.

It's no good. It can't work.

I can read your thoughts.

Your ideology is wrong ideology!

Hate creates hate!

I came here. I am so nice.

And full of love.

And hope for a new life.

But you not want to change.

Forgive him.

He knows not what he does.

Lord, I belong to you

My life is yours too

That I might be saved

and sing your praise

You bestowed it on me

Like a father you lead me

Along life's paths

Toward my destiny

Lord, I belong to you...

What's wrong with you?

I told you I want to watch TV.

But it's not good for you.

- You say this is bad and that is bad.

Is it your business?

What do you want me to do?

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