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Reconciliation...

between public and private

enterprises,

between North and South,

between Right and Left,

rich and poor,

wages and prices...

- Good and evil.

- Between us and them.

Now... no-one wants to

admit the need...

for any reconciliation

with our role itself.

They ask for...

clarification.

Then... what should we do?

We can no longer dilly-dally...

New orientations are necessary.

What a nerve!

Or else admit failure...

painfully.

- What failure?

- Speak for yourself!

I think, friends, that the first

reconciliation should be between us.

Now you must fast.

For today... I will fast.

I too.

- I will fast.

- I will too.

- I will not.

- I will fast.

- So will I.

- I won't.

- I won't fast.

- The hosts!

- It's a sacrilege.

- Who put them there?

- My God.

Who did that?

Let him come forward if he dares.

- A doctor, please!

- Let's take him to a cardiologist.

Gentlemen! Our first meditation

begins in one hour.

It'll be on sin.

I suggest you go back to your rooms

and prepare for meditation with all your hearts.

My baggage. I want to leave.

Meditation on sin

The first meditation is on sin,

Giacinta.

I... must prepare myself.

I have to think deeply about sin.

- Will you help me?

- Yes... yes.

Sin comes from "peccus",

a foot defect.

The defect makes one limp...

and stray from the right path.

I must weigh all my sins...

all the filth and perversity

of my sins.

I must face up to all the filth...

and corruption of my sins!

I'm a canker which

festers, festers!

I'm a purulent abscess.

Purulent!

All my sins.

Here we are, Giacinta and I...

sinners at Your feet.

And with our imagination,

we look at our sins.

But my wife is innocent.

I'm the guilty one.

- No, it's not true.

I have sinned.

I want to sin.

I am the source of infection.

- I corrupt you, my husband.

- No, not now. Not now.

I'm sorry.

Giacinta...

what did the radio say about

the epidemic?

- More deaths.

- Where?

One... in Avellino.

The theme I've chosen for

the first meditation...

of our spiritual exercises is sin.

The sin of the rebel angels?

Original sin? No.

Personal sin.

Now, I ask you:

what is your personal sin?

The sin of a man in power?

Look at your hands. Look at them!

The power they wield is

burning them.

Yes, it's burning them.

There would be no sin, if there

were no power.

You wield the power...

and you put no limits on your

powers and sins!

How much time do you

think you have left?

Power kills.

It has already killed.

Have you confessed your

sins to yourselves?

Have you confessed them

before God?

He confessed, and did not deny,

and confessed.

Why, if he confessed, did he add

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