& Secretary: You have a 10:00 a.m. with Monsignor O’Reilly at the Wallace Beery Conference Room, and he’s bringing in a Lester Silkwood from the Legion of Catholic Decency. And we’ve also invited Patriarch Vlassos for the Eastern view.
Eddie Mannix: Have they read the script?
Secretary: Roger.
Eddie Mannix: Let’s also invite a rabbi and a Protestant padre of some sort so we can get everybody’s two cents.
& Catholic Clergyman: Christ is more properly referred to as the SON of God.
Eddie Mannix: Not sure I follow, Padre.
Rabbi: Young man, you don’t follow for a very simple reason; these men are screwballs. God has children? What, and a dog? A collie, maybe? God doesn’t have children. He’s a bachelor. And VERY angry.
Protestant Clergyman: He USED to be angry.
Rabbi: What, he got over it?
Protestant Clergyman: You worship the god of another age!
Catholic Clergyman: Who has no love!
Rabbi: Not true! He likes Jews.
Protestant Clergyman: God loves everyone.
Catholic Clergyman: God is love!
Eastern Orthodox Clergyman: God is «Who Is».
Rabbi: This is special? Who isn’t who is?!
& Eddie Mannix: We don’t need to agree on the nature of the deity here, if we could focus on the Christ, whatever his parentage. My question is, is our depiction fair?
Eastern Orthodox Clergyman: I have seen worse.
Eddie Mannix: Reverend?
Protestant Clergyman: There is nothing to offend a reasonable man.
Eddie Mannix: Father.
Catholic Clergyman: The motion picture teleplay was respectful and exhibited tastefulness and class.
Rabbi: Who made you an expert all of a sudden?
Eddie Mannix: And what do you think, Rabbi?
Rabbi: Eh... I haven’t an opinion.
& Baird Whitlock: You’re for the little guy?
Communist Writer: For the little guy or against, it doesn’t matter. History will be what it will be, and we already know what it’ll be... But yes, we’re for the little guy.
& Baird Whitlock: Hobie Doyle?! You’re a communist, too?
Hobie Doyle: So, it’s commies.
& Communist Writer: Comrade. Comrade! We salute you. You are going to Moscow to become Soviet Man and help forge the future. We stay behind, continuing to serve in our disguise as capitalist handmaidens. But the money should go to the cause, not to the servants of the cause.
& Baird Whitlock: These guys are pretty interesting, though. They’ve actually figured out the laws that dictate everything. History, sociology, politics, morality, everything. It’s all in a book called Kapital, with a «K.»
Eddie Mannix: That right?
& Eddie Mannix: Baird... Go out there and be a star.
& Autolochus: This man was giving water to all. He saw no Roman, he saw no slave. He saw only men, weak men, and gave succor. He saw suffering, which he sought to ease. He saw sin, and gave love.
Gracchus: Love, Autolochus?
Autolochus: He saw my own sin, Gracchus, and greed. But in his eyes, I saw no shadow of reproach. I saw only light. The light of God.
Gracchus: You mean, of the gods.
Autolochus: I do not, friend Gracchus. This Hebrew is a son of the one God. The God of this far-flung tribe. And why shouldn’t God’s anointed appear here among these strange people, to shoulder their sins? Here, Gracchus, in this sun-drenched land. Why should He not take this form, the form of an ordinary man? A man bringing us not the old truths, but a new one.
Gracchus: A new truth?
Autolochus: A truth beyond the truth that we can see. A truth beyond this world. A truth told not in words, but in light. A truth that we could see if we had but... If we had but...
Director: Cut! Cut! «Faith! Have but faith!»
Autolochus: «Faith.»
& Eddie Mannix: Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.
Priest: How long since your last confession, my son?
Eddie Mannix: It’s been, what, 27 hours.
Priest: It’s really too often, my son. You’re not that bad.
& Eddie Mannix: Father?.. May I ask you something, Father?
Priest: Of course, my son.
Eddie Mannix: If there’s something that’s easy, is that wrong?
& Priest: God wants us to do what’s right.
Eddie Mannix: Yeah. Yeah, of course He does.
Priest: The inner voice that tells you what’s right, it comes from God, my son.
Eddie Mannix: Yeah, I got it.
Priest: That’s His way of saying that...
Eddie Mannix: Yeah, yeah, I got it.
--
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Σ nostradamvs: "Очень хороший фильм. ... Спокойная и аккуратная история о том, как работает голливудская киностудия...... — и всё это блестящим почерком братьев Коэн."
Eddie Mannix: Have they read the script?
Secretary: Roger.
Eddie Mannix: Let’s also invite a rabbi and a Protestant padre of some sort so we can get everybody’s two cents.
& Catholic Clergyman: Christ is more properly referred to as the SON of God.
Eddie Mannix: Not sure I follow, Padre.
Rabbi: Young man, you don’t follow for a very simple reason; these men are screwballs. God has children? What, and a dog? A collie, maybe? God doesn’t have children. He’s a bachelor. And VERY angry.
Protestant Clergyman: He USED to be angry.
Rabbi: What, he got over it?
Protestant Clergyman: You worship the god of another age!
Catholic Clergyman: Who has no love!
Rabbi: Not true! He likes Jews.
Protestant Clergyman: God loves everyone.
Catholic Clergyman: God is love!
Eastern Orthodox Clergyman: God is «Who Is».
Rabbi: This is special? Who isn’t who is?!
& Eddie Mannix: We don’t need to agree on the nature of the deity here, if we could focus on the Christ, whatever his parentage. My question is, is our depiction fair?
Eastern Orthodox Clergyman: I have seen worse.
Eddie Mannix: Reverend?
Protestant Clergyman: There is nothing to offend a reasonable man.
Eddie Mannix: Father.
Catholic Clergyman: The motion picture teleplay was respectful and exhibited tastefulness and class.
Rabbi: Who made you an expert all of a sudden?
Eddie Mannix: And what do you think, Rabbi?
Rabbi: Eh... I haven’t an opinion.
& Baird Whitlock: You’re for the little guy?
Communist Writer: For the little guy or against, it doesn’t matter. History will be what it will be, and we already know what it’ll be... But yes, we’re for the little guy.
& Baird Whitlock: Hobie Doyle?! You’re a communist, too?
Hobie Doyle: So, it’s commies.
& Communist Writer: Comrade. Comrade! We salute you. You are going to Moscow to become Soviet Man and help forge the future. We stay behind, continuing to serve in our disguise as capitalist handmaidens. But the money should go to the cause, not to the servants of the cause.
& Baird Whitlock: These guys are pretty interesting, though. They’ve actually figured out the laws that dictate everything. History, sociology, politics, morality, everything. It’s all in a book called Kapital, with a «K.»
Eddie Mannix: That right?
& Eddie Mannix: Baird... Go out there and be a star.
& Autolochus: This man was giving water to all. He saw no Roman, he saw no slave. He saw only men, weak men, and gave succor. He saw suffering, which he sought to ease. He saw sin, and gave love.
Gracchus: Love, Autolochus?
Autolochus: He saw my own sin, Gracchus, and greed. But in his eyes, I saw no shadow of reproach. I saw only light. The light of God.
Gracchus: You mean, of the gods.
Autolochus: I do not, friend Gracchus. This Hebrew is a son of the one God. The God of this far-flung tribe. And why shouldn’t God’s anointed appear here among these strange people, to shoulder their sins? Here, Gracchus, in this sun-drenched land. Why should He not take this form, the form of an ordinary man? A man bringing us not the old truths, but a new one.
Gracchus: A new truth?
Autolochus: A truth beyond the truth that we can see. A truth beyond this world. A truth told not in words, but in light. A truth that we could see if we had but... If we had but...
Director: Cut! Cut! «Faith! Have but faith!»
Autolochus: «Faith.»
& Eddie Mannix: Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.
Priest: How long since your last confession, my son?
Eddie Mannix: It’s been, what, 27 hours.
Priest: It’s really too often, my son. You’re not that bad.
& Eddie Mannix: Father?.. May I ask you something, Father?
Priest: Of course, my son.
Eddie Mannix: If there’s something that’s easy, is that wrong?
& Priest: God wants us to do what’s right.
Eddie Mannix: Yeah. Yeah, of course He does.
Priest: The inner voice that tells you what’s right, it comes from God, my son.
Eddie Mannix: Yeah, I got it.
Priest: That’s His way of saying that...
Eddie Mannix: Yeah, yeah, I got it.
--
+ quotes on the IMDb
Σ nostradamvs: "Очень хороший фильм. ... Спокойная и аккуратная история о том, как работает голливудская киностудия...... — и всё это блестящим почерком братьев Коэн."
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