O Θείος Τζόγος

Η ταινία είναι εδώ:

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0119843/
Από αυτήν (και το μυθιστόρημα του Πήτερ Κάρεϋ) τα υπόλοιπα:

«Στοιχηματίζουμε ότι υπάρχει Θεός. Στοιχηματίζουμε τη ζωή μας. Υπολογίζουμε τις πιθανότητες, τα κέρδη, ότι θα βρεθούμε με τους Αγίους στον Παράδεισο. Ξυπνάμε πριν χαράξει από το άγχος για το στοίχημά μας. Και ο Θεός μάς βλέπει να υποφέρουμε. Δεν μπορώ να πιστέψω ότι ένας τέτοιου είδους Θεός που η θεμελιώδης απαίτησή του από μας είναι να ποντάρουμε τις θνητές ψυχές μας (είναι αλήθεια· ποντάρουμε τα πάντα στο ενδεχόμενο της ύπαρξής του), δεν θα έβλεπε με συμπάθεια έναν φουκαρά που ποντάρει λίγα σελίνια πάνω στις πιθανότητες ενός χαζού ζώου να κόψει πρώτο το νήμα. Εκτός, εκτός και αν μπορούσε να θεωρηθεί βλασφημία το να προσφέρεται στην κοινή απόλαυση κάτι που είναι θείο».

- I co... confess to God Almighty... and... the whole company of heaven... that I have sinned.

- Mm-hmm.

- I have attended rooms in Drury Lane... for... for the purpose of playing fan-tan. I... I've played dice on a train...full of racing types. Well, I did not attend the racetrack, but... I went on that train expressly to play dice. I tried to persuade a business colleague of mine to take me to a cockfight. No, he refused, but... I would have gone.

- Mm-hmm.

- I set up the table herelike this... as a trap for the stewards who I know to play... poker. I wished to play with them.

- The-The-The dice... The dice that you played on the train... was it Dutch hazards?

- Yes, it... it was. We also played another game.

- Old British, perhaps?

- No. In New South Wales, it is known as seventh man.

- And who provided the Peter?

- The Peter?

- The term is unknown to you?

- No, no. I... think it's quite familiar.

- I thought so.

- Uh... These, uh, terms, Mr. Hopkins... Are they also, uh, familiar to you?

- Look, I'm afraid so.

- Well... This is most improper.

- I don't think so.
- Um, you have not absolved me.

- Where is the sin? We bet! It is all in Pascal, you know. We bet that there is a God. We bet our life on it. We calculate the odds, the return... that we shall sit with the saints in paradise. Our anxiety about our bet... wakes us before dawn in a cold sweat... and God, God sees us suffer. I cannot believe that such a God whose... whose fundamental requirement of us is that we gamble our mortal souls. It's true, no, we stake everything on the fact of his existence. I cannot believe that such a God can look unkindly on a chap... wagering a few quid on the likelihood of a dumb animal... crossing the line first, un-unless... unless it-it-it might be considered a... a blasphemy to apply to common pleasure... that which is divine.

Shall we play?

- Yes!

- Yes!