When Night Is Falling

-Reverend.

-Camille.

-Aren't you cold?

-Sharpens the mind.

-Even if contemporary people

deny it,

even if they ridicule

Christianity,

modern culture was built

on this moral law.

And our hunger for

the certainty of this law,

for a spiritual anchor,

for an immutable, eternal truth

is proof... of it's existence.

Especially now,

after a few decades of

relativistic situational ethics,

our society is tired

of constant change.

And as we approach

the millennium...

-Transformations are

a basic staple of mythology.

Transformations from human form

to animal forms and vice-versa;

of gods into humans

and humans into gods;

of wind into blood,

flesh into water,

ugliness into beauty.

The human need for change,

progress, movement,

is reflected

in the ancient stories,

which are told over and over

again in different forms.

[ bell ringing ]

Okay, uh, Chapter 12

for Thursday. Thanks.

-Professor Baker.

l was wondering if you could

help me with something.

-Of course, Professor Bergin.

What with?

-Uh, well, I have to prepare

a speech on very short notice.

-What speech?

-Well, it's just

the keynote address

to the lnternational

Theologians' Conference

in Chicago.

-Professor Bergin...

That's wonderful!

-Yeah, it is!

So...

Let's do something exciting

tonight, huh?

-Yeah, something really crazy.

-Okay...

-Hey, remember, Martin,

Calvinists are not supposed

to have sex standing up.

-I know. 'Cause it might lead

to dancing.

-Camille. Martin.

-Reverend.

-If you have time, I'd like

to meet with you later today.

Four o'clock in my office?

-Sure, Reverend.

-And don't book anything

immediately after.

I'd like for us

not to be disturbed.

-Hugh really is brilliant,

you know, Bob?

Bob?

Bob?

Ah no...

Oh no!

Bob, come!

Bob? We went over this,

remember?

"Come" means "come here".

Oh, Tillie.

-I'm 47.

-Yeah, that's great.

But have you seen my dog?

-Ah yes, he walked by here

about half an hour ago.

I remember because

it was the first time

I'd seen him without you.

He was charging along like he

had an appointment or something.

Thatta way.

-Thank you.

-Don't you love it the way dogs

sometimes get this look

like they got a hectic schedule

to follow? Busy, busy!

-Bob...

-Are you all right?

-My dog just died.

-Oh. I'm sorry.

-I loved him so much.

It's pathetic, really.

-No. No, it's not pathetic.

It's, uh... Animals love you

in a way people can't.

So uncomplicated,

really, you know?

Whether you're successful

or not, or ugly or beautiful...

they don't care.

-Yeah. Thanks.

-Oh... It's okay, it's okay.

How did he die?

-I don't know.

I don't get it.

He... he wasn't that old...

He just snuck away and...

I found him in an alley.

And you know what?

I realized that...

I loved him more than anything,

anyone, I'm suppose to love.

Oh, dear...

What a blubbering idiot!

Il think everything good

just goes,

eventually.

-Yeah.

[ washing machine beeping ]

Oh, they're done.

I'll get yours.

Yeah.

-Thanks.

-Yeah. Just relax.

You know,

I really didn't expect

to be this long. l gotta run.

-Oh. l'm sorry.

-Uh... sorry about your dog.

-It's okay. Thanks.

[ door opening ]

-Hello!

-Hi!

-Hi.

-Hi.

Hi.

-Ah... Where'd you get that?

-Do you like it?

-Yeah. It's...

It's wild. Where'd you get it?

-Oh, just picked it up.

I think it has a certain...

reckless charm, don't you?

-Yeah... Yeah...

It's fun.

-Yeah.

-Okay, we should get going,

honey.

-Yes.

-Uh...

-What?

-We are going to a meeting

with the reverend, remember?

-Yes.

-Very funny.

-What?

-Camille, you can't wear that.

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