And if I don't succeed, I'll kill you.
LIPA (advancing a step toward him)
Kill me! Kill me! Give me a chance to suffer for the sake of Christ.
For the sake of Christ and for the sake of the people.
SAVVA
Yes. I'll kill you.
LIPA
Do you suppose I didn't think of it? Do you suppose I didn't think of it? Oh, Lord, to suffer for Thee! Is there higher happiness than that?
SAVVA (with a contemptuous gesture, pointing at Lipa)
And that's a human being! That's one counted among the best! That's the kind in which they take pride! Ah me, how poor you are in good people!