"UMBI FILMS in co-operation with MAGMA FILM presents" "UNDER THE GLACIER" "Based on the Novel by" "Scriptwriter" "Starring" "Cinematography" "Sound" "Editing" "Music" "Production Design" "Producers" "Director" "Greetings!" "May peace be with you!" "This way please!" "Please lock the church!" "Gentlemen, I have called this meeting to discuss a new crisis." "The Curia wishes to have first on the agenda religion in the third world and the Marxist priest." "Last time we debated birth control, it's my turn this time." "The Church and the anti-Marxist priest." "The problem we should be concerned with is God as a consumer product on television." "My friends!" "What do we fear most?" "Heresy!" " Paganism!" "The new evangelism!" "Like Pandora, I may have opened the box on all four." "In all innocence I thought to investigate a local matter." "These are the notebooks and recorded tapes of my emissary." "This is a faithful record of my mission to Snæfells glacier." "It all began when I was summoned to the Bishop." "I want you to go to Snæfells and investigate for me." "What's to be investigated?" "Christianity at Glacier." "How am I expected to do that I have no experience." "Say little and do less." "Observe." "Talk about the weather." "Don't be personal." "No matter what credos they come up with, do not convert them." "Do I record what I think?" "No, we do not care what you think." "And if they tell me lies?" "Just as long as they don't lie through you." "Don't start lying yourself." "How do I start?" "Start with Pastor Jon Primus himself." "Is the man crazy or more brilliant than the rest of us?" "Some say he's lost his faith." "What I want to know is..." "Why doesn't the man keep the church in good repair?" "Why doesn't he hold divine service?" "Why doesn't he baptise the children and bury the dead?" "Why hasn't he drawn his stipend for twenty years?" "Is he a better believer than all of us?" "And what does the parish say?" "I've written him fifty letters and never a word in reply." "But where's the crime?" "There's a story about a corpse being buried on the glacier." "What corpse?" "He's been married for thirty years, but it's known his wife never lived with him." "Is Christianity being tampered with at Snæfells?" "Oh look, a tern!" "The skua is a sinister bird." "In calm weather it flies like a piece of paper blowing in a wind..." "Is it the Bishop?" "No, I'm his emissary." "Same thing." "We had a telegram about you." "Come in." "The Pastor's not at home." "Please take a seat." "Perhaps the Pastor has gone to bed?" "I don't know about that." "Excuse me, but aren't you his wife?" "I've never been considered so." "Did you bake all these cakes?" "Who else indeed!" "That's why they call me Pestle-Thora." "Excuse me, is the Pastor's wife not at home?" "I don't know." "Did the Bishop want to talk to her?" "No, I was just asking." "One could try asking down at Netherlane Farm." "It's haunted, or so they say." "Then you are the house-keeper?" "I'm just here, that's all." "I come from the mountain nearby." "Anything unusual happen around here?" "Nothing ever happens to anyone." "No one ever sees anything." "Never seen anything yourself?" "Yes, something happened to me once." "I saw something." "What happened?" "I couldn't tell anyone." "I was no more than a girl at the time, but I remember it as if it happened yesterday." "I was sent on an errand." "Instead of taking the main road." "I followed the path across the glacier." "Suddenly I saw a brown ram with straight horns." "It was watching me." "There was no other animal in sight." "I've never been so frightened in all my life, completely speechless and helpless." "Frightened of a brown ram?" "It was glowing." "It just stared at me." "I felt I was turning to stone." "In the end I had the sense, though, to run away." "A supernatural ram?" "I don't know!" "Did anyone ever get to the bottom of this?" "No, no one ever found out what happened." "No, thank you!" "PRIMUS STOVES REPAIRED HERE" "Good morning!" " Good morning!" "Are you Tumi Jonsen, head of the Parish Committee?" "So they say." "I'm looking for Pastor Jon." "Got a horse to shoe?" "No, I've a letter from the Bishop." "He sends his greetings and asks about your rheumatism." "That's just like him." "He's a good soul." "Are you a man of the cloth?" "No, I'm just an errand boy really." "It's nice to be modest, my boy." "I wonder why the Pastor isn't at home?" "I think he's somewhere shoeing a herd of horses." "Good morning!" " Good morning!" "Come inside and have some coffee." "The women say it's time to start scrubbing." "Mrs. Fina Jonsen, widow, from Reykjavík!" "Pleased to meet you!" "This young man comes from the Bishop." "The coffee's almost ready." "The Bishop wants a report." "May I ask you a few questions?" "Fire away my boy, but there aren't many bigger fools in these parts." "Is it true that Pastor Jon sometimes forgets his duties?" "Like burying the dead?" "It's true he is not very quick burying the dead." "But they get there in the end." "Doesn't the Parish mind?" "Nobody complains, but then you see, he's the only man around here who can shoe a horse properly." "And fix primuses!" "And fix the electricity!" "You said it." "How is he on doctrine?" "Doctrines are for entertainment." "Pastor Jon never preached much." "Even less now." "The wild ponies and the birds know best what kind of man he is." "All creatures follow Pastor Jon." "Even the ravens." "Many unchristened children in the parish?" "I've never counted them, but the children seem to be fine." "Was a coffin buried in the glacier a few years ago?" "How should we know?" "Ask the Angler." "He's back." "The Angler?" "The one who caught a forty pound salmon and lost it." "You bishops don't seem to know anybody!" "There was never such a man or such a fish!" "Or his women!" "He has wives all around the world." "But the most fantastic one, he caught here at Glacier." "A woman or a fish?" " A woman!" "What woman?" " Ask Pastor Jon." "The Angler built a summer house practically under Pastor Jon's nose." "No sooner was it built than the woman disappeared." "Dead, if you please!" "Everyone knows that." "But the salmon came back." "Excuse me, I'm slightly confused." "I'll explain." "The first settler in this district was from Ireland, she was a mystery woman." "Her name was Thorgunna." "She was magnificent and tall." "She was a witch." "She killed nineteen men and raised them all from the dead." "When she died she was carried to a remote cemetery." "Her pall-bearers arrived hungry and tired." "They fell asleep without any food or drink." "During the night the woman's huge corpse rose to its feet," "Went into the kitchen and baked bread in the" "Irish style for her pallbearers." "Was this woman an ancestor of the pastor's wife?" "Is this a true story?" "I believe the Icelandic sagas more or less." "However, it may have been flatbread and not actually Irish bread." "Is it true that Pastor Jon got married but his wife ran away and he never divorced her?" "Ask Pastor Jon!" "What poetry is that?" " It's a nursery rhyme." "All to do with Ursula the English." "Ursula the English?" "It's said of Ursula the English and Thorgunna that they never wash." "Don't they smell then?" "Always clean." "Never eat but are always full, never sleep, but are never tired." "Never read a book but are wiser than scholars, but strangest of all - they never age!" "They just disappear one day like the birds." "They've been known to make rather poor wives, despite good flesh." "Those who know say they have beautiful navels." "I've set down exactly what happened on my way home." "Perhaps it was alcohol or an overstimulated imagination, brought on by the stories of Tumi and his womenfolk." "Reality has a way of slipping off the edge here at Snæfells." "There is still no sign of Pastor Jon Primus." "Would the visitor hold the horse while I shoe him." "What a way to treat a visitor." "I do apologize." "I was hoping the Bishop would come himself." "I find it so enjoyable to chat with the old man." "We don't agree on anything." "What am I to make of you?" "I'm the Bishop's emissary." "He is an agreeable man." "How is his rheumatism?" "Helgi, say hello to the Bishop's emissary." "This is my old friend Helgi Longwaterman." "He's come over the mountains searching for two stray horses." "He found the grey but lost the red." "It would be a pleasure to chat with a learned man and not chase horses." "I've promised both horses for a trip to the glacier tomorrow." "Find the red and I'll shoe him for you." "But that's all you'll get from me." "Now maybe I'll just ask the Bishop!" "We may need the use of the church ..." "Off with you now, Helgi, and stop tempting the devil." "What was he talking about?" "He has a theory, or rather a fable." "What does he want the church for?" "They are going to attempt a resurrection." "I'm sorry, I don't understand." "The idea is to receive energy from the galaxies." "Snæfells Glacier is in communion with the heavens, or so they say." "But they will not get the church." "Besides, it's all nailed up." "Why is the church nailed up?" " The glacier stands open." "Someone said there wasn't any mass at Christmas." "Is that true?" "What is beyond words remains silent at Christmas too." "But the glacier is there." "Horseshoeing?" " Shouldn't the parish come first?" "I regard horses as part of my parish." "The Bishop wants to solve the problems facing this parish." "You can take my place, young man." "We'll have the nails out of the church door in a minute." "But first I suggest we have a cup of coffee" "and some genuine rye bread." "This bread is wonderful." "Old women all over the parish keep me in fresh bread." "What a beautiful pair of shoes you have." "How much do shoes cost in Reykjavik these days?" "About 4000 kroners." "It's nice to own beautiful shoes." "Once I had a pair of beautiful shoes - and a girl." "And now?" " I have the glacier" "I used to look forward to falling asleep with the glacier and waking up to it in the morning." "Now I look forward to dying and entering the glacier." "The Bishop thinks you have lost faith." "If one looks at the glacier for long enough, words cease to have any meaning." "If you still believe in God why have you shut up his church?" "God has the virtue that one can find Him anywhere." "Even in nails?" "Nails if you believe in nails." "If you believe in mountains, then a mountain's your God." "I often think of the Almighty as a snow bunting." "Such a tiny bird weighs no more than a postage stamp." "Even so, it doesn't blow away in a storm." "The wind can't get hold of it." "Even in the fiercest blizzard the bird does not budge." "He stands in a calm, not a feather ruffled." "How do you know that the birds is the Almighty and not the wind?" "Because the winter storm is Iceland's most powerful force and the snow bunting the feeblest of all God's ideas." "Where are the benches?" "We had to remove them during a fire-wood shortage." "Were these pictures?" "They were great pictures." "From the bible." "And what is that pile of sticks?" "That's the pulpit." "Don't they all end up like that?" "It hung from the ceiling, but it was to heavy." "It fell to the floor." "And you're supposed to be so good at mending things." "But clumsy with Baroque art." "Who built that house?" "Godman Syngman, Professor and Doctor" "German?" "My friend Mundi, No!" "He is a famous engineer and inventor abroad." "He was home on vacation when I became a priest here." "I invited him to come and pitch his tent here once I was settled in and married." "He turned up 33 years later with a fishing rod and a gun and said he was here to pitch his tent." "And what about this house?" " I look upon it as a tent." "Married you said." "When I came here 35 years ago, I knew a girl." "Her name was Úa." " Úa?" "English, Spanish, Irish?" "From a farm down on the coast." "She wasn't one of those women who never wash?" "She was always clean." "Never read a book?" " Knew everything." "And no one ever saw her eat?" "Always satisfied." "Always happy." "Did you see her sleep, Pastor Jon?" "Always awake." " I'll get that down." "Married, you said." "She was therefore your wife by law." "There was no wedding night." "Such women are a mirage." "I wish you could meet this woman, young man." "Why?" " You would understand life." "What life?" "Exactly!" "That's the question!" "I didn't understand it till my bride left with my friend." "What is in the casket on the glacier?" "I don't know." "Never heard of it." "Hi mate, are you a bishop?" "And who are you?" "I'm just a common workman, if that's O.K with you." "Want a drink?" "No?" "Not good enough for you?" "You've got the Holy Spirit." "You're the Bishop." "Have some aquavit, warm and lovely!" "Would you like a punch on the nose?" "I'm not a bishop and even if you hit me" "I simply cannot drink warm aquavit." "I'm a common man." "I'm called J. Elfrock." "I'm a poet." "Would you like to hear my my Palisander Sonata?" "" Palisander seems to me..." Hold on!" "I have a palisander wood kitchen just like you folks in Reykjavik." "I've got so much palisander it makes me puke." "Where do you get all this palisander?" "I represent the Tycoon, who owns heaven and earth." "What Tycoon?" "My Tycoon - he's the tycoon who sent these three world saviours to redeem the world." "I drove them here and I have the KEY to the Bungalow." "I'm beginning to understand who you are talking about." "Where does he get his money?" "Money!" "The Tycoon!" "He invents weapons!" "Now he's found a way to make dead people alive." "What do you know of a strange transport to the glacier?" "What kind of package?" " I am asking about contents!" "It the address is not in order, I steal the contents." "All transportmen do." "If you've carried a body to be buried on the glacier, it's against the law!" "Listen, even if I'm an uneducated ordinary Icelander" "I'm every bit as good as a Bishop!" "IDIOT!" "You don't even drive a car." "There's a body in the casket!" "A woman's body!" "A dead bloody body!" "I see you found the red one!" "Yes, but lost the grey one." "Our master wants to see us." "How's the catch?" " It's dead water." "Go home and prepare for the glacier tomorrow." "Tell the three scientists to be ready." "Mundi, you're back!" "What brings you here?" "The Light of the World!" "You haven't changed." "Where's Úa?" "Úa?" "She's dead." "Didn't you know?" "Weren't you going to perform a miracle on her." "I changed her into a fish." "How did you do that, friend?" "I was fishing here when I heard Úa was dead." "A few minutes later I had a gigantic salmon on my line." "It snapped the rod and swam off." "Later we found the fish in the river." "I had it kept." "It was a hen-fish." "Weighed 40 lbs." "I realized it was a special fish with a special mission." "And now I've come here with my three followers and we are going to induce life here which cannot die..." "You're a great liar, Mundi." "Please continue!" "Úa was simply Úa." "I couldn't help it." "I know you've never recovered John." "Neither have I." "She was your woman." "Life is entirely meaningless unless it's eternal." "Why do you want to tamper with death?" "Because I won't accept it." "I am afraid of the darkness that awaits us." "That's why I have always been afraid of God." "It would be nice to die by candlelight at Christmas and meet God and Santa Claus." "No!" "I don't accept it." "By the glacier we can induct life which cannot die, but can only grow stronger and more beautiful." "Don't frighten me, old friend." "Who is this good-looking young man?" "He is the Bishop's emissary." "Launch out deep, young man!" "Thank you." "The Bishop looks awful!" "I fell as I was walking..." "You shouldn't go walking in these mountains." "I need some sleep before we start for the glacier." "John, say a prayer with me?" "I'd rather not, my friend." "I'm too far away from all that." "Today we brush our teeth instead of praying." "I thought that since we both knew Úa, we could say a prayer together." " What prayer?" "Oh, I don't know." "I'm so out of it that God would burst out laughing if I started praying..." "Once again, forgive me." "And you, my young friend, who are about to launch out deep:" "Launch out deep!" "Why are you killing innocent birds?" "Because we love them, sir." "Is that an argument for killing birds?" "To create life is to destroy life." "Where is that written?" "When these two things happen simultaneously, it is called the dance of Siva, our god." "But to attack defenceless creatures..." "It's always been popular to attack the weak." "Why do Americans take their weapons across the globe to shoot naked peasants?" "Because they love them as themselves." "They gladly pay a million dollars to shoot one peasant." "Are you a dialectician!" "?" "Me and my brothers are here for a resurrection." "By killing birds?" "Mr. Bishop!" "The Angler cannot be woken." "Please come quickly!" "I'm a guest here." "Ask Pastor Jon." "He is not at home." "Where's Jodinus Elfrock?" "He's useless." "I had him between my legs all night and I've got nothing more to say to him." "Where's Helgi Longwaterman?" "He is looking for his horses." "He's dead." "The proper authorities will have to be notified." "What shall we do with him?" " I'll get help." "We'll have to wash him first!" "Excuse me." "Dr. Syngman is dead." "You have to help us!" "Death is not our department." "We are not undertakers, we're resurrectionists." "We can't just leave him there!" "Why not?" "It was about time our master, Lord Maitreya, abandoned that body of a businessman he was renting." "My brother says we should shrink his head and use it as a weathervane here on the Cathedral of the North Pole." "Would the Bishop like coffee and cake?" "No thank you, not until after dinner." "Dinner?" "What is the Bishop talking about?" "Fish, for instance." "People are not served fish here at glacier, if you don't mind." "Why?" "Why?" "It's not proper to gorge oneself on fish in public!" "What is considered proper then?" "Nothing less than 17 different sorts of cakes." "Besides, I have to bake for the funeral." "Fish indeed!" "Now I know why Ursalie and her kinswomen were never seen to eat." "You've found the grey one." "Congratulations!" "Now the red is gone." "Strange animals, but that's life!" "Tell them I'll miss the funeral, but not the resurrection." "Okay!" "Who is going to say something?" "Don't look at me, you're the butler." "Is that it?" "May the Lord be praised for our life." "Well, I'm going to Reykjavik." "Please don't leave until this is all over." "My mission here is finished." " Please, don't leave!" "Telegram for you." "Kindly supervise funeral of engineer of Icelandic origin" "Died at Glacier this morning." "Request of MowitzCattle Ltd." "Delegate your responsibility for preparation and execution of desired ceremony." "Officials and foreign representatives will attend." "The Bishop of Iceland" "We'd better start fixing the church!" "Death greets us all without formalities." "Strange to think that this vivid man should have concerned himself with Creation." "Johannes Arnason, sheriff of Snæfells County." "Pappo Mueskuan Premier of Punjab" "Guenter Tilly Ambassador of GDR" "Jon Sigurðsson of the Ministry of Justice." "Jodinus Elfrock, Poet." "Pastor Jon!" " Down here." "They're all in the church waiting for you." "Maybe you could bury him!" " Me?" "I'm not a priest." "I don't want to bury him." "We were rivals in love and he turned our sweetheart into a fish." "The church is full of officials!" "No!" "I'm not burying a single person!" "But you have to!" "Is this a priest?" "" Because no one lives for himself or dies for himself." "For if we live then we life for the Lord;" "and if we die, then we die for the Lord." "Therefore whether we live or die we belong to the Lord"" "That's rather good!" "The man's crazy!" "That's what I tried to make you understand, Mundi, but it didn't work out." "But it doesn't really matter." "Like all great rationalists you believed in things more incredible than theology." "I bid you welcome to this poor parish, Mundi, and thank you for sharing the burden of Creation with me." "Please help yourselves!" "Why are you boarding up the church again?" "They'll not have the church with my permission." "I have to go to fix a generator." "I ask you as the Bishop's emissary to guard the church." "The weather forecast is good clear visibility on the glacier." "Wait!" "Is the bishop coming along?" "I'm going back to Reykjavík." "I packed a lunch for you." "Your work is not done here yet." "Maybe we should take the eastern slope?" "Wait for me!" "Can't you make up your mind?" "I'll lead the way!" "Ready?" "Would you like a sandwich?" "Thank you." "Is it meat?" " No, only cheese." "Would you like some?" "It should be somewhere close to three big rocks." "There it is!" "Pastor Jon has refused the use of the church!" "But you're the bishop." "You can open the church." "Let's see what's in the casket to see if the contents concern the church." "My master attached great importance to the casket getting epagogic treatment." "This is a Christian church!" "Though I believe in cosmobiology and all that" "I still believe a soul should be resurrected in church." "Let's look in the casket and then we can discuss..." "Drop dead!" "Let's go Helgi!" "What are you doing here?" "The contents may concern the church." "You don't deserve to be an Icelander!" "We have been raising ghosts for centuries." "The Bishop's emissary is a welcome witness." "Shouldn't someone say something?" "Something proper when resurrecting." "When the Master raised us three from the void, nothing was said." "All the same!" "You have to say something!" "Me?" "Well, then." "Master!" "The life you sealed in this container awaits you." "The moment has come for it's resurrection, when it will step forth reincarnated." "your employees will now take the lid off this casket " "Good evening." "What are you doing here?" "Where did she come from?" " Who is this woman?" "Who is she?" "There's only one woman who opens this house." "So it's a human being!" "So it has worked!" "Didn't you know what you were raising from the dead?" "What does the Bishop say?" "I wasn't raising anything." "I am only here on behalf of the Bishop." "Do you live here, my lads?" "I'm Helgi Longwaterman." "I published the Master's books but no one read them." "And you?" "I'm just an ordinary working man." "Jodinus Elfrock, poet." "James the Butler is waiting for you three in Reykjavík." "He has your plane tickets." "Lord Maitreya who created us from nothing and has now popped home to the fifth heaven also created money for us to live on until he returns in 3000 years." "I have his head in my bag." "It's nice to have a souvenir." "Now go back to Los Angeles." "You'll catch cold around here." "What's in this box?" "May we have a receipt Madam?" "A receipt?" "For what?" "You have been resurrected." "We need a receipt for everything we do." "I'll give you a receipt for the fish though I never ordered it." "Received one fish" " Sister Helena." "Thank you." "Good night." "What am I going to do with this fish?" "What are you doing here?" "I don't know." "I do apologize." "I know it's late but may I come in and speak to you?" "I never sleep." "Please sit down." "What did you say you were?" "I'm the Bishop's emissary." "Then I call you Embi." "It suits you." "Today an emissary, tomorrow a Bishop." "It must be fun." "Coffee?" "No thanks, I've given up coffee for life." "Is that fresh grave Mundi's?" " Yes." "Were you at the funeral?" "Yes, as the Bishop's representative." "Did it go well?" " It was all right." "You wanted a word with me, love?" "The Bishop sent me here to make certain enquiries, so I'd like to ask you a few questions, if you don't mind." "You don't even have to answer truthfully." "I have nothing to hide." "What is your name?" "Guðrun Sæmundsdottir from Netherlane Farm." "I'm the pastor's wife here." "I thought the pastor lived alone." "I am his wife." "But you've been away for a long time?" "35 years is just a moment of time." "When you signed the receipt you used another name." "I use that name when I take delivery of fish." "I once took delivery of fish in a Spanish convent" "I was called Sister Helena there." "So you became a nun?" "I ran a brothel in Buenos Aires for a few years." "But I found it boring, so I entered a convent." "it was discovered I wasn't a virgin." "I'd forgot to tell my father confessor, who was impotent that I was married to a pastor in Iceland." "Did you know a girl called Úa?" "Who laughed?" "After I left Iceland they started to call me Úa." "I thought you were dead?" "I was dead." "I had entered another house," " the other house." "You laugh?" "The woman in the other house laughs." "Was your soul conjured into a fish three year ago and kept up on the glacier until this evening?" "God bless you, young man." "Aren't you just a tiny bit limited, my dear?" "There is only one question..." "Why didn't the pastor's wife stay with the pastor?" "Were you kidnapped?" " I was bought." "By Godman Syngman?" "He put the money on the table, yes." "Is it possible to buy people?" "It's possible to take a farmgirl for a ride." "even though she's married to a pastor." "It is possible to ask her to ride around the whole world." "But when she comes back later, she has never left home." "Go to bed now, my little one." "Good night." "If we don't meet again, then I thank you for the pleasure of meeting you." "My bus leaves in the morning." "I invite you for fish tomorrow." "Good morning." " Good morning." "Are you going on a journey, Paster Jon?" "Over the mountain." "They're going start the freezing-plant up again." "They asked me to help." "You know that Guðrun Sæmundsdottir has arrived?" "Oh, did she say that was her name?" "Haven't you met her?" "I saw a woman arrive late last night." "She's a beautiful woman." "Yes, she is undoubtedly an excellent woman." "And you're a young man." "Why don't you have her?" "Me?" "Your wife?" "The woman who came last night." "The Úa that came is not the Úa that went away." "Because in the first place, Úa cannot go away and in the second place she cannot come back because she never went away." "Úa remained." "Both you and your wife have confirmed your marriage." "So what is the truth..." "It's lovely to hear the birds singing." "But it would be boring if they always sang the truth." "Come in!" "Don't stare like that!" "Say something instead." "Can I offer you some tea?" "No, thank you." "I thought I ought to tell you that Pastor Jon has gone." "Where did he go?" "To repair a freezing plant." "I'm going to my room now to do myself up a bit," "I told him you had arrived." "I hope Jon isn't annoyed with me for any reason." "Do me up." "How do you manage to keep these looks, that colouring, that shine in the hair..." "Gently, my love, never say too much to a woman, and least of all about her skin and hair." "As you know, we are hunted for our skins." "The birds ate my fish last night?" "Yes, I heard them screaming." "I'll have to invite you to dinner at home now." "But I must get back to Reykjavik." "Come with me for a walk." "The Bishop will want my report." "You will have a lot more to tell him by tomorrow." "And I can drive you back." "Were you married to Godman Sigman?" "Mundi?" "No, he had no earthly connections with anyone." "You ran a brothel in South America for a time." "Was it of your own free will?" "It was a fine house." "Intelligent and lovely girls, a floor show of naked dancers, but tasteful." "Didn't you find it immoral?" "No, there was never any drunks or trouble." "It was just boring." "Not unnatural at all?" "Everything very natural." "And extremely Catholic." "I never understood brothels until I lived with nuns." "In our society the rules about love are made by castrated men, impotent greybeards or perverted celibates who walk around in skirts." "You have awakened me." "And now you must take the consequences." "I have recorded accurately what I heard and saw." "If much of this report remains incomprehensible," "I am to blame." "The hallucinations may be the result of the Glacier or malnutrition." "There's one final event I wish to record." "It's a snow bunting." "A dead snow bunting." "But it was dead." "It was tired, a brief sleep only." "Úa, I don't want to go back to Rekjavík." "I follow you." "To the ends of the earth." " To the ends of the earth." "And your report to the Bishop?" "I'll finish and send it to him." "I can put it on the bus." "I close respectfully, your servant." "Heresy, rank heresy, that's what we have here!" "God as some sort of arctic bird!" "A priest serves the Church not the people." "Going around shoeing horses, with hands dirty." "Where is the dignity of the priesthood?" "If people can talk with the Almighty on a personal basis what will become of the Church?" "We could market this Pastor Jon, on world-wide television." "Then we would be in control." "Suppression." "Quarantine." "The oldest solutions are often the wisest and certainly the quietest." "I propose to do nothing." "Where are we going?" "To the ends of the earth, where else?" "Forever?" "Forever." "We'll walk the rest of the way." "Everyone must be asleep." "Wait, I'll go wake them and tell them we're here."