All language subtitles for The Nun and the Devil 1973

Spain is becoming the richest
country in the world.

They've conquered the New World
through the help of God.

They've slaughtered the Incas and
converted the survivors by force.

Viceroy de Toledo knows
how to deal with them.

- He's enslaved those people.
- But he gave them a job.

They work like animals in
Spanish gold and silver mines.

Dear Carafa, I hope you're not blaming our
Lord for making those lands poor of crops,

yet rich of precious minerals.

I'm not trying to blame our Lord
in the slightest, more like...

More like the conduct of the Church.
I know.

(LATIN PRAYER)

It only takes our signature to allow
someone to access part of those riches.

And such privilege gets the Church
quite valuable friendships.

I agree on the privilege part.

But I don't agree on the
name on the contract.

- He's a fraud.
- But very devoted to the Church.

His name was suggested by the mother
superior of the Sant'Arcangelo Convent.

As per tradition, the mother
superior of that convent...

can designate the person
we'll grant that wealth to.

The current mother superior
of the convent is dying.

Ah. No point in signing
anything, then.

We'll try to grant the new
mother superior's wish.

(LATIN PRAYER)

The Devil!

De profundis clamo
ad te, Domine.

Domine, audi vocem meam.

Until the new mother superior is officially
appointed, I will be in charge here.

As I'm the oldest sister.

Domine, audi vocem meam.

Mother Giulia, go and ring
the bell to warn the others.

Mother Chiara, go
close all the doors.

I will summon all the
postulants here.

Our Order prescribes that only them
can drag the body to the church.

I'm sure you'll be the new
mother superior, Giulia.

Ecce crucem Domini,
fugite partes adversae.

Immundus spiritus omnis
satanica potestas.

Omnis incursio
infernalis adversarii.

In nomine Domini Nostri.

- Come help me, Agnese.
- Mother Giulia!

Mother Lavinia. Could you lend
me Agnese for a few minutes?

Go with her, Agnese.

The door...

- Afraid?
- Not when I'm with you, Mother Giulia.

You'll be a novice soon, Agnese.

I promise I will watch over you and
spare you the more burdensome tasks.

Even when my niece will join us.

- When will she arrive, Mother?
- Soon.

- What's her name?
- Isabella.

Don't worry, you'll
always be my favourite.

You seem glad for our
mother superior's death.

Once the soul has left the body, the
latter ceases to have any value.

Our souls are the only thing
that determine our existence.

- But it's an almost joyful ring.
- It's only the wind.

Someone is ringing the bell.

Maybe we've been discovered.

The mother superior
must have died.

This is the opportunity
I've been waiting for.

The opportunity to do what?
Become the new mother superior?

Exactly.

- I'll have the keys of the convent.
- Oh, it sounds intriguing.

Naturally. You'll be
very useful to me.

I'll show this document
to the archbishop.

It's a notarised document,
as you can see.

I don't doubt it.

You must forgive me,
Your Excellency,

but I hope you
understand the urgency.

That woman can't wait to...

Well, you know.

She can't wait to become the
new mother superior, I know.

It's clear there's no doubts
concerning Mother Carmela's vocation.

That's up to the
archbishop to judge.

Mother Carmela's family asked me
to tell you, Your Excellency,

that they'll be happy to give
you a token of their gratitude.

I would naturally tell them how
efficient and helpful you've been.

And tell them Carafa is
different from the others.

Well, it's an old custom,
Your Excellency.

I'm not a Spaniard.

I don't share the same
blood with our masters.

This is from the
Sant'Arcangelo Convent.

There's another one, too.
A plea.

Mother Lavinia's family is willing
to increase their donation.

They're doubling her dowry.

Mother Lavinia has an advantage
over the others, she's the eldest.

But some parts of her life
are shrouded in mystery.

- During her youth...
- Water under the bridge, and she was acquitted.

The Church needs more
financial resources.

That means accepting women with
no vocation at all into convents?

Parents pay for their daughters
to be accepted into convents...

when they refuse to end
into an arranged marriage.

Or to allow their first-born to
inherit their entire estate.

Or sometimes even to seize
more power into their hands.

We cannot change
how society works.

Any donation We receive
is always well-accepted.

Mother Giulia!

Mother Lavinia, Mother
Giulia's niece has arrived.

- Isabella!
- Aunt Giulia.

My dear...

You must call me Mother Giulia.

Welcome to the
Sant'Arcangelo Convent.

Always a pleasure to see
you, Mother Giulia.

Isabella has been giving us a lot
of trouble with her romantic whims.

Convincing her to come
here wasn't an easy task.

What about the boy?

Fernando has been sent far away.

Any important news?

Don Carlos Ribera will soon meet the
archbishop to tell him about...

the donation he
will do in your name.

- He added he will come visit you soon.
- Good.

I'm keeping an eye
on the situation.

Sister Carmela and Sister Lavinia
have put forward their candidature.

Your adversaries are
worth their salt.

I know.

Isabella!

Mother Giulia.

I can't personally inspect my niece.
It wouldn't be right.

Mother Carmela.

Sit down.

Don't be afraid.

No...

Go on.

No...

Lord, help me...

Lord, help me...

Help me...

Lord, help me...

Forgiveness!

Forgiveness...

Forgiveness...

I'm humbly asking
you, Your Eminence.

I've asked to have
my vows revoked.

She had made a formal
application to the Holy See.

I'm still waiting for an answer!
I still am!

We all know how terrible
such a request is.

Why do you want to leave
your life of seclusion?

My health, I'm very ill!

Your Eminence...

What is your illness, Sister?

You look the picture
of health to me.

She suffers from bad nerves.

It's a women's disease.

You're Sister Chiara, correct?

Yes, Your Eminence.

The Holy See forwarded
me your request.

I've been asked to evaluate it.

I've decided to
deny your request.

Sister Chiara needs
some distractions.

- Learning embroidery will do her good.
- Yes, Your Eminence. It shall be done.

Surge qui dormis.

Accipe anulum...

Accipe anulum...

Accipe...

Mother Chiara?

Mother Lavinia said she Won't
let you out of here...

if you don't finish
your embroidery work first.

It's almost done.

I haven't slept for
two nights to do it.

Please, accept it. For
the good of us all.

The people at the archdiocese
must not know that I'm sick!

You'd rather not see
the doctor, then?

You know we're only allowed to
see a doctor in extreme cases,

and only with the
bishop's permission.

I'm so glad to have you taking
care of me, Mother Giulia.

I've brought you some medicine.

I'm sure it will make
you feel better.

I have more than enough. I've suffered
from your same ailments, Mother Lavinia.

I'm grateful for your
forgiveness, Mother Lavinia.

Don't forget to thank
Mother Giulia.

She'll appreciate it.

- Thank you.
- I'm glad you've finished your embroidery work.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Do you like them?

- Of course.
- They're for you.

Thanks.

I'll take them to the altar.

Giulia, you...

Me what?

You wield enormous power,
even upon Mother Lavinia.

What do you mean?

You frighten me. You've stopped
caring for rne, we never talk anymore.

We haven't been alone
together for a long time.

I'll take them to the altar.

Isabella.

I hope it's not
something forbidden.

Our gatekeeper gave it to me.

She said I'm above suspicion.

- You should be proud of that.
- I'm not. Pride is a cardinal sin.

- Is it good news?
- Marvellous news! He's near.

Who is he?

Fernando.

I hope I'll be able
to see him soon.

- How?
- There's a way. He said so himself.

- Do you love him?
- More than anything.

Does Mother Giulia, your aunt,
know about this love of yours?

She always knows everything.

Maybe she's the one
who tore us apart.

Talking with you about
love feels strange.

Why? Love is the most
beautiful thing of all.

You're thinking of a
different kind of love.

Yes, but maybe that's why I
can understand you even more.

- Will you keep my secret?
- I will.

So much time has passed.
Endless.

Five months and twelve days. Do you
remember the last time we saw each other?

I've remembered it millions
and millions of times.

Even in my dreams.

But something always
seemed to separate us.

You disappeared and I
couldn't see you anymore.

I was never able to dream
of you, who knows why.

Maybe because I constantly imagine you by
my side when I'm awake, talking to me.

Because I'm always saying how much
I love you, even if I'm alone.

That I do, too. All the time.

I love you.

Let's move a little further,
we'll be able to get closer.

Speak, let's not waste
this time with silence.

- How was your voyage?
- Perilous.

- Did your parents send you far away?
- Very.

But where? It was horrible
not knowing where you were.

I didn't know where you were either.
How painful it was.

- Then you discovered my whereabouts.
- Yes.

How did you manage to leave?

I wrote to my parents and told
them I was ready to meet her.

- Who?
- The girl they want me to marry.

- And did you meet her?
- No.

- I'm supposed to meet her the day before the wedding.
- She must be so ugly, then!

Let's move over there.

- Have you taken the vows already?
- I'm a novice.

I can still be released, though. I've
written to some family friends but...

Well, nobody's answered.

Our love will sustain us.

Our great love.

It is, my love. Life is
meaningless without you.

Stop stealing my very
thoughts, my beloved.

In my fingers I'm giving
you all of myself.

I've never touched
anything more beautiful.

Swear that you'll
always be only mine.

- I swear.
- And I swear the same.

- On what?
- On the Almighty Lord.

But you've taken another oath
when you took your vows...

I will keep on praying the
Lord, because God is love.

You must go now.

- Goodbye, my love.
- No, not goodbye.

'Til we'll meet again.

Mother Lavinia welcomes
you, Don Carlos.

She's too ill to leave
her cell, unfortunately.

Did she spend too much time
with the bottle, perhaps?

She is getting worse
and worse every day.

Well, let's try not to send
her to Heaven too soon.

I'm afraid she's too ill to
be appointed mother superior.

- Good news, I presume?
- Thank you.

I must also thank you
for the recent gifts.

Especially the liqueur
and the medicines.

What about Isabella?
How is she faring?

My niece is faring well.

Has she been checked yet?

- Of course.
- ls it all in order?

As exactly as when she was born.

We've managed to save her from
that little crook just in time.

Don Carlos...

- Has the donation been accepted?
- Yes, don't worry.

The Church would never say no to a
chance to increase their wealth.

It's only a matter of time
for your appointment.

Are you sure that Isabella
is still a virgin?

I want you to send her to me as soon as
you'll be appointed mother superior.

Do you understand
me, Mother Giulia?

I'm moving to my castle at Baiano.
I will wait for her there.

It's not too far from here.

I'm sure you won't
disappoint me.

- We've never talked about this before.
- Indeed.

Well, we're talking
now, Mother Giulia.

I thought you were only siding
with rne to get more privileges.

Clearing the way to make you become the
new mother superior hasn't been easy.

There has been a lot of
pressure from other convents.

I haven't told you before, but I've
spent much more than expected.

It's too late to turn back now.

It would destroy your family.

You've been very
clear, Don Carlos.

Mother Carmela also has some
friends in the high places.

What do you know
about that woman?

More than enough
to get rid of her.

What a scandal!

Don't go alone.

- Sound the alarm.
- At once, Mother Lavinia.

Wake up!

Wake up!

- What's happening?
- What is it?

Where is Mother Carmela?

- I have the authorisation of Mother Lavinia.
- This is an abuse!

Yes, it's true.

I wanted to run away.

I beg you, I need some
more of your medicine.

I'm sorry, but I don't have any.

It's better if you don't take it anymore.
We don't know the nature of your illness.

I'm starting to believe
it might be contagious.

In the interest of the convent, I will
have you moved to the isolation cell.

You will get all the
assistance you need there.

Both material and spiritual.

I want this cell to be
scrubbed clean at once.

Put my family coat-of-arms
on this wall.

I have a mission
for you, Isabella.

I want you to bring a message
to the castle at Baiano.

- Do you know where it is?
- Of course, Aunt Giulia.

I mean, of course,
Mother Superior.

Very well. You can go
on your own, then.

- When do you want me to go?
- Tomorrow.

'Til tomorrow.

'Til tomorrow.

Welcome back, Your Excellency.

It was a pointless journey.

Always the same bunch of people.

That's the usual anonymous letter
from the Sant'Arcangelo Convent.

Has the new mother
superior been elected?

It's Mother Giulia of the
dukes of Mondragone.

- His Eminence is here?
- Yes, Your Excellency.

I need all the records of
the Sant'Arcangelo Convent.

Abodes of sin.

Instead of being homes to virgins
devoted to God, all those convents...

infected by the plague of immorality
are nothing but common brothels.

It was Cardinal Contarini who wrote
these exact words, back in 14oo.

But we're living in 1577.

- Things are changing.
- Not for the worse, I pray.

Take the Sant'Arcangelo
Convent, for instance.

Anonymous letters are
not to be trusted.

Of course not. But one can
investigate upon their claims.

The new mother superior will restore order.
She has character.

Too much, perhaps.

That's how she got elected,
as a matter of fact.

Religious orders have turned into
centres of power and dispotism.

We are forgetting our
Christian deeds.

The Church must hold onto its
power to avoid being overthrown.

Jesus and his disciples would be
considered nothing but beggars.

Yet, the power they
held was immense.

Despite living in a cruel world,

they preached it was right
to love thy neighbour.

They spread the truth.

And the Church has been organised
to protect that truth.

We wouldn't be here otherwise,
Carafa, mark my words.

But, as long as We are,
you listen to mine.

I'm not asking for the Church to
return to its original poverty.

What I'm asking for is to avoid
awful speculations in its name.

The privileges
accorded to honour...

the new mother superiors have
always given way to shady intrigues.

The properties of the Sant'Arcangelo
Convent have been vastly extended,

if that's what
you're alluding to.

All thanks to Don Carlos
Ribera, as a matter of fact.

All in exchange of part of the wealth
in the territories of the New World.

- He's a ruthless man.
- He's a Grandee of Spain.

All the same.

I'll give you the chance
to see for yourself...

that all is in order at
the Sant'Arcangelo Convent.

I'm asking permission to make
an unannounced inspection.

Permission granted.

You'll give it personally
to Don Carlos Ribera.

It's a very important message, Isabella.
I'm counting on you.

Rest assured, Mother Superior.

Be careful, Isabella!

Isabella...

The relics of Saint Damiano.

He must have been a giant. I swear that
every convent has a little of him.

Humble people need
this sort of comfort.

Open your cell for inspection.

You're abusing your authority.

I've been tasked by His
Eminence, the archbishop,

whom I'm honoured to
serve as a vicar.

- Have you got a formal permit, Your Excellency?
- Of course, Mother Giulia.

You should offer to God the
objects of your earthly vanity.

I cannot renounce my family.

You chose the family of Christ the
moment you pronounced your vows.

What are those?

Medicines.

There's a passage door.

It leads to the isolation cell.

For our sick sisters.

- Is there one now?
- Yes.

She's contagious.

I'm not afraid. I've
survived the Black Death.

- This is inhuman.
- I know. But it's our rule.

Unfortunately.

- These are the punishment cells.
- I can see that.

Mother Carmela. She
attempted to run away.

I've sent a full report
to the archbishop.

I've read it.

Put her back in her
cell upstairs.

What is this?

A souvenir?

A memory of a
clandestine meeting?

I've already seen
this handwriting.

They're Mother Chiara's
personal meditations.

- I don't think that...
- I believe otherwise!

Leave.

Leave! Leave, I said!

No one must be allowed in
or out of the convent.

No exceptions.

Let's go, it's getting late.

- Where?
- To the castle at Baiano.

- Why should we care about that?
- I do.

All right.

You naughty youngsters!
Get out of my sight!

You should be ashamed of yourselves!
Get out of my sight!

Get lost!

Two boys fornicating with each other!
Such an awful sight!

Get lost!

There's enough evidence
to set up a trial.

Those nuns belong to
very powerful families.

They'll complain to the viceroy,
maybe even the King of Spain.

You must act at once,
Your Eminence.

- Proceed with the trial.
- And hold it there?

You have the power to, Your Eminence.
It's a cloistered nunnery.

- What sort of trial will it be?
- Inquisitorial, Your Eminence.

You must eradicate this
evil from the Church.

I believe His Holiness, Pope Gregory
XIII, will appreciate your duty.

But I'll be exposed
to their vengeance.

I'll personally assume the
entire responsibility.

Liar! Depraved liar!

You stupid ingrate!

Writing anonymous letters! We'll
all suffer for what you did!

I know what you did
to Mother Lavinia!

Using that liqueur of yours!

You don't know anything!

Keep hitting me! Don't stop!

Keep hurting me!

It was about time you showed
interest in rne again!

You didn't deserve the
way I made you suffer.

Do you feel sorry for me?

My love for you hasn't changed.

How I'd like to be sure of that.

Nothing's changed.

- Except...
- Except what?

Except my new position.

I wish I were dead sometimes.

You must never say that.

You're with me now.

Talking about your love for me.

I know you're only doing it
because you need my silence.

Do you really believe I
don't understand that?

You're wrong.

But I've got no choice. I must
content myself with this.

These wounds...

It's my fault you have them...

- In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti, amen.
- Amen.

Invoking the name of the Lord,

we, Alfonso Carafa, vicar of His
Eminency the archbishop of Naples,

and in the name of God and the
Roman Catholic Apostolic Church,

open this inquisitorial
trial against...

the nuns of the
Sant'Arcangelo Convent at Baiano.

Why, thank you so much.

You cannot imagine how glad I am to
read this message from Mother Giulia.

I'll send her my devoted
congratulations for her appointment.

Isabella...

Giving the message to her lovely
niece was such a marvellous idea.

- I wanted to talk to you, Don Carlos.
- Likewise.

Don't run, Isabella.

I wanted to have a talk with
you for a very long time.

I knew your identity right away.

Even dressed like this.

You can hide certain things
only to some extent.

No! No!

Let me go!

- Let me go! No!
- I love girls when they make it hard.

- No! Let me go!
- You're a girl who knows what seduction means!

- Feel free to struggle, I like it even more.
- No! No!

- Leave me alone! Stop!
- Much, much more!

No!

We must get out of here, quick!
Quick!

The horses.

Go after them.

But don't capture
them straightaway.

He must not capture you.

No!

No!

No!

No...

No!

Don't you dare hurt him!
I know everything!

I know what my aunt did to become
mother superior, in full detail!

And also what she did to get you
those riches from the New World!

Let go of her.

And I know what Mother Giulia is
doing inside the convent walls!

All those donations and
political intrigues!

The medicines!

- What your men did to Mother Carmela's visitor!
- Shut up!

Your imagination is too vivid.

Kill me if you wish, I've
thought of that too!

If you do it, it will
be the end of you!

- You're diabolically cunning.
- So are you, Don Carlos!

Why did you spy on what was
happening in the convent?

I want to be released
from my vows.

I wanted to ask your help
in exchange for my silence.

You didn't give me
the time, though.

Long story short, you don't
fancy living in a convent.

I can't blame you.

But I'm going to take
you back immediately.

I will tell you what to do and
what to say, in your own interest.

In the interest of both of you.

Let's say in the interest
of the three of us.

- Was it this?
- Yes, I believe so.

You must be precise.
Was it this or not?

I'm too sick to
remember clearly.

What about you, Mother Giulia?

Do you recognise it?

Yes.

Then you knew what
its contents were.

Medicine.

You have examined it. Tell His
Eminence about its contents.

Poison.

Lethal?

That depends on the dose.

It was a medicine.

Does that poison also possess
curative properties?

Yes, it does.

How did you happen to
have that medicine?

I brought it with me when
I entered the convent.

I've had it for years.

I've always found
it quite effective.

I've had her same
ailments in the past.

You can ask Mother Lavinia.

It's true.

This letter states you knew how
deadly that medicine could be.

It's an anonymous letter.

But the person who
wrote it is among us.

You wrote it!

Is that my handwriting?

What is your opinion?

It does not look the same.

I believe those letters have been written
by the same person, using the left hand.

Are you absolutely sure?

Not without doubts.

I've read your diary.

I've read it with great
interest and attention.

Those were my
intimate confessions.

The style of the letters
and the diary is the same.

The same phrases.

In your, let's say,
intimate confessions,

you mentioned this so called medicine
Mother Giulia gave to Mother Lavinia.

Only to emphasise Mother
Giulia's gesture.

What sort of gesture?

Her good deed.

Another anonymous letter.

But this one is different
from the rest.

It is, without a doubt, the
most important of them all.

An outsider knew in full what was
happening inside these walls.

This person knew about the man who
secretly visited one of the nuns.

This outsider even knew about the spot
where Mother Carmela's lover was buried.

Her lover Pietro Lanciani!

Who has murdered him?

One of your relatives, after
finding out about your conduct?

Or perhaps a rival?

How many lovers do you have?

Answer the question!

- We have the means to make you talk!
- Proceed with them.

Apply those means.

Mine was just a threat.

And mine's an order.

Enough. Remove the weights.

Yes. I confess.

I've received Pietro Lanciani.

Many times, in my cell.

Did you copulate with him?

Keep asking her!

I feel sorry for you. Speak.

Did you copulate with Pietro Lanciani?
Answer, yes or no!

Yes.

How long has this
infamy been going on?

It wasn't an infamy.

I've asked you how
long it was going on!

Always...

Yet, despite being unworthy, you also
tried to become the new mother superior.

You surely wanted to abuse the
authority of such a rank...

to continue with
your horrible affair.

Take her down.

No!

Stop that torture, please!

Mother Chiara has already
suffered enough!

Mother Giulia, did you and Mother
Chiara share an abnormal relationship?

Let her speak!

In the name of God.

Tell the truth. Confess.

We want nothing but the truth.

Stop, I can't take it anymore! I'll talk!
It was me who poisoned Mother Lavinia!

No. Agnese is a novice and
should not even be here.

Allow her to leave before I
go on with the interrogation.

It wasn't easy.

I had to implore the archbishop.

You'll only have the endure the
inquisitorial trial as a penitent.

Don't worry, though.

It will just be an
unpleasant formality.

Everything will be all right.

We'll have to go even further
to get to the bottom of this.

Question people in high places.

No nun is guilty of
murder, my dear Carafa.

Mother Lavinia is
still alive for now.

A sentence to hard labour
will fit the culprits well.

Being mother superior, a death sentence
will be prescribed for Mother Giulia.

Mother Giulia was unworthy
of her new position.

Hence, she will be sentenced as
if she had never beeen appointed.

Then that donation
will become not valid.

It will remain valid.

Regardless of what
might have happened.

Then I guess the privileges We have
accorded to Don Carlos Ribera,

concerning the gold and silver mines
in the New World, will remain valid.

The problem reduces itself to
this matter, to put it simply.

If Mother Giulia is considered mother
superior, she will be sentenced to death.

And the Church will
keep the donation.

And Don Carlos will
keep the privileges.

But if we revoke
her appointment,

and assume that Mother Giulia has
acted in a simple nun's capacity,

she will be sentenced to prison.
For life, possibly.

She'll avoid the death penalty.

But the Church would lose
that conspicuous donation.

And Don Carlos would
lose his privileges.

It was your call to proceed
with this tragic trial, Carafa.

Now that you've consulted
the inquisitorial Council,

it's up to you to
issue a verdict.

In nomine Patris et Filii
et Spiritus Sancti. Amen.

We, in the name of God
and His Holiness,

Archbishop of the glorious Archdiocese
of the Kingdom of Naples,

at the conclusion of this
inquisitorial trial held here,

in the Sant'Arcangelo
Convent at Baiano,

decree as follows in the name of God, the
Holy See and Roman Apostolic Church:

Mother Carmela, of the
princes of Costante,

is sentenced to
life imprisonment.

Mother Chiara, of the
barons of Arcamone,

is sentenced to twenty
years of imprisonment.

Under solitary confinement.

Novice Isabella,
Countess of Mondragone,

is sentenced to the
revocation of her vows.

All of her riches, previously donated to
the Sant'Arcangelo Convent as her dowry,

will be transferred to the
Archdiocese of Naples.

In the name of God, and
in all conscience,

we judge Mother Giulia, of the dukes of
Mondragone, guilty of criminal conduct.

We also decree that her appointment as new
mother superior is to be considered valid.

Hence, under the application of
the application of the Canon Law,

We hereby sentence Mother
Giulia to the capital penalty.

Furthermore, we decree said sentence
to be carried out immediately.

By drinking hemlock.

The remaining nuns will be
transferred to other convents,

Where, through prayer
and isolation,

they'll dispel the doubts that
caused their faith to falter.

You're judging me for
corruption and cruelty.

Am I more corrupted or cruel
than you lot, though?

Yes, I was in a
sinful relationship.

Yes, I've grabbed the only
chance at affection I had.

And I'm also accused
of desiring power.

What's the difference
between you and me, then?

I was forced into this convent.

This place where the
only security is power!

You're being blasphemous!
That's insanity!

No!

I'm finally telling the truth,
for the first time in my life!

The law of the
Church is inhuman!

And it made me inhuman, too!
Like all of you!

Now I know I have a soul.

And, at last, I'm finally free.

I'm ready.

Ego te absolvo a peccatis tuis in nomine
Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti. Amen.

May the Lord forgive us, for all the pain
we have inflicted in the Church's name.

Forgive those who have
offended you, Lord.

Forgive our sins, Lord.

Subtitled by Francesco Massaccesi