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Therapy of Angels - Episode 4
So that's what it was all about.
You write a report about us.
It's our therapy, everything was planned.
Not everything.
The summoned angels didn't know about this.
Of course, Forande manipulated the composition.
He wanted you to face as many typical sinners as possible.
That's how Kvaler got here.
What's the charge?
When did you start working together?
200, maybe 210 years ago.
A lot happened since then. - Cut the crap.
You started to act like humans.
Let's stop right here, that's my line.
I'm serious. - So am I.
I'm a judge, I don't want to be interrogated by a notary.
I'm not a notary! I'm a judge like you.
What is the charge?
'Judge Frelzer has human-like feelings for his partner, Judge Heligel. That is against the
laws of serving angel judges. Judge Heligel can not handle her emotions while interrogating fallen angels.'
That is why I want to quit. I told Forande I want to finish it.
Forande wanted to see if you are capable of continuing your work.
If he decides so, you have to stay.
Is this true?
The thing about my feelings? I don't know anything anymore.
The last fallen angel. - Two of them.
So they don't know anything about this.
We have to carry on with the sessions.
Right.
You won't get away with this. Neither Forande nor you.
I will speak to the Control Committee.
You have the right to do so.
What a ***. - You tell me? It's a *** compared to my mansion.
Modig and Vantro. Both helpers.
You serve together. - Yeah.
You are the most serious cases of the day.
Let's put it that way: we decide on our own.
Let's put it that way: you're traitors.
Okay, tell us how...
No need to explain anything.
You know what happened. Now handle it.
Or don't. We would be happy if you could leave us alone.
Modig, you are the first.
You told people that you're an angel.
You boasted with your origin, and you used it for your own business. You have followers,
who think you are the leader of their sect.
Vantro, you stopped working a year ago, and according to the report you have no plans of continuing it.
That's right.
Modig. Why did you tell humans what you are?
Why not? If I'm in a human body anyway, at least I want to have fun.
For that I need money and followers.
You want them to love you. - Hell no!
Nobody loves anybody on Earth.
Really? Love is a human sin.
We know that well enough.
But an angel shouldn't need... - But we are not angels, am I right?
We're humans. For the time being.
Don't you think you commited crime?
If I did, I would continue my work.
But people look up at me. They follow me. They think I'm a god.
On the surface. For an angel, glory means nothing.
Yes it does, pal. For you as well as for me.
I have to say, I like how these sheeps adore me.
Selfishness is a sin. - Failure is much worse.
How many followers have you got?
Enough. And I don't want to lose them because I help some pathetic human being.
Why did you start this?
Why did you tell them what you are?
You said you don't want their love. Than what is it you need?
Their adoration.
Why did you start this?
Frelzer, he's mine. - And Vantro, why did you stop serving?
I'm not done with Modig. - Yes you are.
He's my case, yours is Vantro, don't interrupt me.
Look at him. He doesn't deserve to be an angel.
Oh-ooh, careful, blondie.
At the moment I'm the only angel people know about.
***. People didn't believe we exist a long time ago, and they still don't believe it.
Yes they do.
Stupid people, that's another question. They are the ones adoring you.
Is there another kind of people?
Human communication is power if we use it well. If we don't get it, nobody will.
Nobody should think anyone is a god. - What a lesson.
Enough now. Why did you stop serving?
I'll explain. I've seen things you never even heard of.
I served for centuries. I've seen the dirtiest places on Earth.
Mass ***, starvation, many litres of innocent blood, spilled with enjoyment.
I won't work for a Lord who lets these things happen.
Blah-blah-blah. You're a cliche.
You tell me? Jesus once did what you do now exactly, that's the real cliche.
Well, thanks.
That's our last session today, and we want to finish it as soon as possible.
You shouldn't have called us in, at the first place. Pathetic.
You have one goal: to destroy everything that others built up.
You have one goal: you always want to build something.
Modig and Vantro, if you don't regret... - We are not altar boys, we are angels.
With much more experience than you and your boyfriend.
What did you say?
Don't bother, he's just *** with you.
Well, I would love that, to be honest.
Have you done her? Have you tried... human sex with her?
What was she like?
So that's it.
I'm looking forward to your decision.
'Angel judges'. You're famous, did you know that?
Every helper whispers about you.
About how easy it is to manipulate you.
They are so right.
Modig's path is an option. Mine is another.
If you want to change things - decide.
Too late. They decide about me.
Sentence of helpers Modig and Vantro. Suspension, withdrawal of their angel-status.
Vantro is exiled to the human world for the rest of his days. We let the Registry decide about Modig.
And now - your sentences.
What is it all for?
A killer... an alcoholic... an angel in love, and two traitors...
What is it all for?
These questions lead nowhere.
What was the point of all this? Does Forande think we've learnt something?
A killer... an alcoholist...
Yes?
Yes. A moment.
No way. I want to hear this.
Easy, big boy.
Out.
Vantro, I say it for the last time: get out.
Chill. Modig is outside now. The press will know nothing about this.
It's a hard time for you, and for me as well.
Frelzer, you love Heligel, right?
I didn't want her to quit.
Do you love him?
We work together since... - Leave it, Frelzer.
I love her.
Heligel, do you love Frelzer?
No.
Can you continue your work?
No.
You manipulated us intentionally.
You used your position for an arbitrary experiment.
It was not arbitrary.
My word is the law.
'My word is the law.' Interesting. We judged two angels today because of their selfishness.
It's rotten. It's rotten from the inside.
No. This is justice.
Good luck to you both.
We have our duties. I can't say I'm sorry.
At least I know now what it is like to be a human.
...to be a human.
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