Spalovac mrtvol

Kopfrkingl:
My dear children... do not fear cremation.

[last lines]

Kopfrkingl:
I'll save them all... the whole world.

Kopfrkingl:
The flames, my sweet, will not hurt you.

[first lines]

Kopfrkingl:
My sweet. This is the blessed spot where we met 17 years ago. Only the leopard is new. Kind nature long ago relieved the other of his shackles. You see, dear, I keep talking of nature's benevolence, of merciful fate, of the kindness of God. We judge and criticize others, rebuke them. But what about ourselves? I always have the feeling that I do so little for you.