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Original Text:
Le soldat. - Je sais bien que St. Serge nous protège, mais voilà trois semaines que nous n'avons plus de distributions ni régulières, ni mêmes irrégulières!....
Le Pope - Qu'est-ce que ça fait... quand tu seras en Paradis, tu mangeras de tout, et tant que tu voudras, et tu iras tout droit si tu sais mourir de faim pour le triomphe de l'orthodoxie!....

Translation:
The soldier: I know very well that St. Serge is protecting us, but for three weeks we haven't received any regular rations, not even irregular ones.
The pope: Why do you worry... once you are in Paradise you will eat as much as you like and whenever you like. You will go there straight away knowing that your death from starvation is a triumph of the orthodoxy!