The soul of our sister, Matilde,
rest in peace.
In the name of the Father,
the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.

Our Father, who art in Heaven,
hallowed be Thy name.

Thy kingdom come,
Thy will be done on Earth
as it is in Heaven.

Give us this day
our daily bread...

You'd seen my work.
You knew my politics
when you hired me.

Yeah, I showed you
the sketches.

I discussed them with you
and your father.

What were you expecting from me?
A line of dancing girls?

No, but nor was I expecting
a portrait of Lenin.

Now, let's be honest.
In the sketches that
you showed me originally,

it was just
some anonymous worker.

He transformed himself into
Lenin of his own accord.

No, you transformed him
into Lenin

because they took shots
at us in the paper!

Do you really think
that my family

is influenced
by newspaper hacks?

I would've defended you.
I will defend you
against any attack

because the work is thrilling.
As always.
But a portrait
of Vladimir Lenin

will offend many people...
in particular, my father.
You see, you're putting me
in an impossible position.

So I'm asking you to please
change this one detail.

It's against my principles.
Yes, well, you've adjusted
your principles

to come to our parties
and eat at our table,

so I hope
you will reconsider.

- Go home!
Go home!