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The City Guard prison could accommodate a maximum of six prisoners - and even then they had to be small and extremely frail - however, that's exactly what they turned out to be there.

You can even say that passion is a real swamp, a drug, a prison. A person is weakened to do what is pleasing to God and cannot get rid of the fetters of pernicious and corrupting passions. We all have small or big passions, overt or secret, well-known and not very well-known, which have become a habit and arise unexpectedly, the same passions that we want to get rid of in words, but at the same time we do not move on to courageous deeds. It must be admitted that victory over these enemies by one's own strength alone is very difficult to achieve. But with the help of the impassive Christ, who endured suffering and death on the cross for us, possessed by passions, we can be freed from their undivided rule.

Once upon a time, the thought of marriage made me panic. I even had a special theory about this: I believed that the fear of marriage is like the fear of death. But when I realized that Sue was about to leave me - and she was just then offered a job in Montana - I married her. It was in 1977. But I continued to think that married life is a prison, the same thing as filming with one director all my life. In order to appreciate our life with her for real, it took me half a lifetime.

"He thinks you've been imprisoned too."

- Man, they're taking the most important thing. When you lose your freedom, you are no longer capable of anything.

We'll be out of this cell soon. Many may not return. We will write our own story. Let's prove our innocence. The plan may not be successful. Perhaps we will pay for freedom with our lives. But nothing. Yes? We will be prisoners when we are free. Because we are all prisoners in our history. Man is like a prison. There are many walls inside. But whatever happens, let's not lose hope. Never. Because one day these walls will come down. We'll meet under the sun.

If they told me six months ago that I would cooperate with a thief, escape from prison ... I swear, I would have cursed.

- ... Hadji. Don't talk, come on.

If a loved one becomes a prisoner, then, along with him, your heart also becomes a prisoner.

Prosecutor, do you know why prisoners are constantly walking around in prison? Because every minute when they are not walking in this Hell, they have only three things in their heads: Why did they get here? What will they do when they get out? Who will they take revenge on? From the day you got here, you only have two days in your head. The day you got here. And the day you get out of here.

Prosecutor! You've been here for five months now. It's been five months since you went to jail. But you don't remember. I've been looking into your eyes for five months. You didn't do it. You didn't kill the family. It's impossible that you did it, prosecutor. It's impossible. I swear. I will understand.

And behind them hard labor

Not cops, not mayors, but the dawn.

Prison does not correct, but it cripples fate and kills the soul.