Character: Padre Montanelli

- So, you blamed the importation of firearms. Why is it you needed?
- UB-kill rats.
- Terrible response. Do you think rats those people who do not share your beliefs?
N some of them.

Arthur knelt down and bent over the edge of a precipice. Huge pine trees, shrouded in the evening dusk, stood like sentinels along the narrow river banks. A minute passed - the sun, red as a glowing coal, dipped behind a jagged rock, and all around went out. Something dark, menacing loomed over the valley. Cliffs in the West, protruded into the sky like a Fang of some monstrous beast, which here-here will rush on its prey and carried it down to resvertol mouth of the abyss, where the forest muffled moaning in the wind. Tall pine trees with a sharp knife rose up to the sky, whispering almost inaudibly: "Fall on us!". Mountain stream seethed and bubbled in the dark, in inescapable despair, rushing to the stone walls of his prison.
- Padre! Arthur stood up, startled, recoiled from the abyss. - It's like hell!
- No, my son, - said softly she spoke, is like a human soul.
- On the souls of those who are wandering in darkness and death, who strikes with his wing?
- On the souls of those whom you daily meet on the streets.

Montanelli turned to the crucifix:
- My God! Can you hear me?..
His voice froze in deep silence. There was no answer. Evil demon awoke again in the Gadfly:
- Mr. louder call! Maybe he's sleeping.

In the gospel of St. John it is written: "For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son so that the world might be saved through him." Today we celebrate the body and blood of the Redeemer, who died for you, the lamb of God who takes away the sins of the world, the only son of God who died for your sins. You are going to eat of the sacrifices you and thank God for that. And I know that morning when you were going to eat of the body of the Redeemer, your hearts were filled with joy and you remembered the sufferings of God the son who died for your salvation.
But who of you thought about the suffering of God the father, who gave to be crucified on the cross of his son? Any of you thought about the torment his father, who looked to Calvary, from the height of his heavenly throne?
I watched you today when you walked in solemn procession, and see how you exulted in your heart that opustitsya you your sins, and rejoiced in his salvation. And here I ask you: think about what price it was purchased. Great price! It exceeds the price of rubies, for it is the price of blood.