All language subtitles for Mea Culpa

Watch your step.
Watch your step, please.

Hispanic tours, this way, please.
Follow my hand.

- No, no, no.
- The usual postcards!

- Photos, photos.
- No, thanks. I'll take my own.

Follow me.

This way. This way, please!

All right.

Here we are, ladies and gentlemen.

Keeping close, please.

Come along, move in close, please.

Here we have,
ladies and gentlemen,

a unique example
of medieval Christian art.

This representation of the devil
carrying off the dead,

goes far beyond
the formalised art of its day.

Look closely.

The face of Satan expresses a quality,

which reflects the very soul
of pleasure in evil.

The devil seems a presence
so strong and overpowering,

that this painting has led
to a local superstition.

The people of this region believe that
it is only the power of the devil himself,

which has kept this fresco from ruin.

- Listen, I'll be right back, ok?
- Lisa, where are you going?

- Wait for me there, all right?
- Yeah, well, hurry back.

Balanced between the figures
of the living and of the dead.

- Hm, the eyes, maestro.
- S/j sefior?

I would add a few wrinkles
and age them a bit more, hm?

- His attire, maestro.
- Hm?

A bit severe, isn't it?

Well, I think this black here
would be better, you know,

because then you could use it
on all occasions -

for funerals, weddings,
whenever you like.

- Hm, you have a point.
- Oh, I'll trim the moustache a little.

Excuse me,
but how much are you asking for this?

It's not for sale.
It belongs to the gentleman here.

Up we go!

Do you think black
is too severe, miss?

I'd swear that was her.
It could be her twin.

Wait,
now, where the hell did I put it?

Where is it? I must have picked it up
a hundred times in all these years.

Is it?

They... have a way of hiding
when... you need them.

The spitting image of Elena.

See?

I bet I can guess what you are thinking.

You're thinking
why not, instead of Elena,

don't I use that girl tonight, right?

It's a hell of an idea.

Hm.

What happened?

What happened?

Do you think it's a fit?

Could be a heart attack.
Call an ambulance!

- We're crowding her.
- We ought to call a doctor.

- Somebody find Carrie.
- Lisa!

Lisa!

- Oh, my god, what's happened to her?
- I don't know.

- Lisa.
- It was like she was having a fit.

- Oh, my god! Someone get me a doctor!
- Please, let me through.

- Excuse me.
- We can call for an ambulance, miss.

- Is there anything I can do?
- She suddenly fainted. I don't know.

Stand back, please.

She needs air.
Stand back, please.

Miss...

Easy! Miss!

No, no, no.

Hurry! Hurry!

All right, let's get her
into the ambulance. Stand back, please.

- Hold her.
- I've got her. I've got her. Easy.

- Watch her head.
- Yeah.

Ok. Here we go. Here we go.

- Get those straps.
- I've got it.

A little bit tighter.

I can't believe it.
Just a few minutes ago, she was fine!

Easy, easy. Be calm.

Quick, the injection.

What do you think...
What can it...

Too early to tell.

Don't worry.

Hold her.

Ah, you see the lady
we met in the shop?

- Hello, miss.
- Excuse me, I... I... I'm lost.

Can you...
Can you tell me where the main square is?

Come back here!

Excuse me.
The square, what square?

Well, the one where the painting is,

the, er, fresco of the devil
carrying away the dead.

Ah! That way.

Good day, miss.

Good day.

Elena!

Elena.

Why do you look at me like that?

- No...
- You knew that I'd come back to you,

- that someday we'd find each other again.
- No, don't...

You must have known
that I would have come back.

- No! No!
- No, Elena!

Let me go! No!

Help!

Help!

He... help!

- It's normal.
- Mm.

What's happened to her?
We were having so much fun together.

Mm. Have you known her long?

We just met on the tour.

- Her name is Lisa. Lisa reiner.
- Hm.

This was our last stop.

Our flight was leaving for home tonight.

You may have to go on without her, dear.
I don't think...

Strap her down! Strap her down!

Just get your fucking hands off me!

Take your shitty hands off me!

- My god, that can't be her voice!
- What happened?

Nothing. Nothing, just a scratch.
I'll have to hold her for some tests.

Doctor... I'd like to go in for a moment.

Well, all right, but be careful.

Excuse me.

No, no, clear.

You'd betterjoin your group,
othennise you'll miss your flight.

But I can't leave her like this.

Oh, now, don't worry,
she's in very good hands.

The doctor's a personal friend of mine.
We'll see that she gets home safely.

Thank you.

Thank you.

You shit, get your hands off!

Get out of here, you son of a bitch,

and take your stinking hands off me!
They reek, you bastard!

They stink of incense!

It's her turn now. It's her turn now!
Now, it's her turn!

Turn for what? Whose turn?

Whose turn?

Ah, finally a body.

A living body!

It's her turn now
and this time she'll suffer!

She will suffer, not I!

Who is she?

Who is she?

It's her turn! Ha!

It's her turn! It's her turn.

Whose turn?
Who are you talking about?

Listen to me, Lisa.

I'm not Lisa, you stupid pig!

I'm not Lisa and I never was Lisa,
you prick!

Father, please,
you're only making her exhaust herself.

She needs a chance to calm down.
Please, let's go, father, hm?

Yes.

Wait for me.
Please, wait for me.

Wait for me. Please don't go.

Please.

Hey...

Hey!

- What is it now?
- I don't know, sir.

You're a chauffeur, aren't you?

Yes, sir.
I'm not a mechanical engineer.

- Must you use that tone?
- Please!

Please, open! Please!

- What's the matter? George!
- Yes?

- We'll give this lady a lift.
- If we can get started.

Thanks very much.

May I know
what's wrong with the car?

It's the upper hose. It's losing
water, sir. It should be repaired.

Let's go on.

- Why are you slowing down?
- It's not me, it's the car, sir.

Listen, George, do you have to stop
right here in the middle of nowhere?

It's not up to me, sir.

If it's boiling over, we can't go much
further, not without burning out the motor.

You and your foreign cars.

What do we do now? Wait for parts
to come in from the factory?

Stop that, will you?

How do you open these? George?

- Madam.
- Next time, listen to me.

- How long will it take?
- If we had a hose, a few minutes.

- Can't you fix it?
- I could try.

Please, George.

Oh, er, good evening. I, er...

I'm very sorry to bother you
but we've had some trouble with the car.

The water hose is leaking
and we'll need a mechanic.

- Leandro!
- I realise it's late,

but if we could use your phone
and get in touch with a garage...

Leandro!

I'm sorry, there is no telephone here.

We have so little use for it, you see.

- Send them away!
- Yes, my lady, certainly!

Is there a hotel nearby?

No, not in the immediate vicinity.

Oh, there are a few roadside inns,

but their accommodations
would hardly meet with your approval.

- I see.
- Elena.

Coming, my lady!

Oh, this is awful.
George, where are you?

- Madam.
- It's a dreadful night.

Please stay.

Don't go away.

Where could we find
one of these roadside inns?

No, no, no, please, don't go away.

My mother's not used to visitors.
We live alone.

But please, please come in.

Maximilian, what's keeping you?

Excuse me, I'll... only be a moment.

Mother.

Tell them to go,
Maximilian, dear, listen to me.

W... we're always so alone.

It'll only be for one night.
Mother, please.

She...

They've no place to go.

Only for one night.

- Very well, if you wish.
- Oh, thank you, mother.

Max... not in here.
Show them to the cottage.

This way. In you go.

Straight on. That's it, excellent.

Excellent!

So far, there's not a trace
of any abnormality - nothing.

The results of the electroencephalogram
were totally negative,

and, erm, the same goes
for the rest of the tests. All negative.

The temporal lobe
is functioning normally.

So is the pineal gland.

Physically, she's in perfect health.

What I think we have here
is a psychiatric problem.

Then these manifestations are coming
from the dark area of the unconscious.

Or, and I know how much
you medical men hate the term,

from the deepest level
of human existence,

which we priests call... the soul.

Would you care for a lollipop?

You know, the villa's a bit run-down,
but I'm sure the cottage will be suitable.

Besides, even the countess
would prefer it. Miss...

- Erm, you and I earlier this evening, yes?
- I...

I mean, you were lost
and asked for directions.

- You do remember, don't you?
- No.

I do most of the shopping
for the countess and I'm often in town.

And very little escapes me,
if you know what I mean.

Well, are we supposed
to stand here all night?

- Listen there, where is this place?
- Excuse me.

Come, please. Come this way.

- Oh, it's so slippery.
- There's moss here.

Where's your husband?

- Sophia, look, I...
- Come.

I love you.

We're dealing with a case of hysteria.

This young woman is suffering
from a split personality.

You could be more explicit.

The conscious ego is substituted,

deprived of all its authority
by an extraneous entity.

A sort of occult invader, if you will,

that leads the personality astray -

alters... its goals,
turns it into someone else.

You almost sound
like a text on demonology.

Well, I don't mean to.
We're no longer in the middle ages.

The extraneous entity I mentioned,

can be caused
by a iesioned cerebral cell,

that suddenly goes berserk.

It doesn't necessarily mean
an external invader.

Clonic convulsions,
that's what they're called,

can, as I said, be brought on
by cerebral lesion, brain damage,

which, in this case,
is simply... not evident.

As far as I'm concerned,
she's clinically healthy and...

Back in your rooms!

I've gotta get out!

I got it.

Hold her.

Hold her! Hold her still!

Get the stretcher!

That's it.

This way! Hurry up!

Calm down.

Out of the way! Move back!
Out of the way!

Come on, give me some room.

Miserable fucking bastard!

You won't use me tonight!
You won't use me in your games tonight!

Damn you!

Dinner is served! Dinner is served!

Dinner is served!

Good evening,
mr rabbit, or is it mr hare?

- Would you care for a radish? No?
- They're very good.

I'm very pleased you decided
to accept our invitation. Thank you.

- Thank you.
- Yes, thank you.

Our intrusion wasn't very timely.

Oh, no, no, no.
You're most welcome.

Our mother's not used to visitors.
She was a bit frightened, that's all.

It was all so unexpected.
You understand.

- Yes, of course.
- So thrilling.

- Thrilling?
- You must be tired.

- Was it a long trip?
- That depends on the starting point.

I'm afraid
I wouldn't know how to answer that.

- Oh?
- I never plan things that far ahead.

I certainly envy you.
A new horizon emerges for you each day.

My world, instead, is the very
configuration of this villa. I...

Mother! Oh, excuse me.

I'm so glad you came down.
Thank you, mother.

Good evening.

Leandro, I would like to be introduced
to our guests.

I'm Francis lehar.

My wife Sophia and I wish to thank you
for your kind assistance.

That will suffice, thank you.

Your ladyship,
may I present mr and mrs Francis lehar.

And may I also present miss, er...
Miss, er...

Lisa. Lisa reiner.

Miss Lisa reiner.

- Please be seated.
- Thank you, your ladyship.

Our guest mr lehar was telling us
just before you arrived, mother,

of his journeys. He has the world
in the palm of his hand, it would seem.

Where's the other person?

Other person?
You must mean the chauffeur.

- He's outside.
- No, not the chauffeur, dear.

I mean the fifth person
who came here this evening.

Mother, believe me...

Maximilian, dear,

you haven't forgotten him, have you?

Mother, listen to me, please.
You're tired.

- I told you he'd be back.
- Mother...

No!

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 and...

There's your fucking daily bread!

Eat it! Eat it like you did those
whores' cunts before you became a priest!

And forgive us our trespasses as we
forgive those who trespass against us.

And lead us not... into temptation...

Ha! Afraid to be tempted, eh?

But deliver us from evil.

You are evil! You are evil,
you and your church and your Christ!

Silence!

You abominable monster.

In the name of Christ our saviour,

I order you to be silent!

- Silent!
- Take it... take it away!

Take it off me! It's burning me!
It's burning! Take it off!

Who are you, infernal demon?

What is your real name? Tell me.

In the name of the omnipotent god,
tell me who you are! Tell me!

I am the asshole of the world.

The primordial beast.

I am the blood, the sweat,
the sperm from the beginning.

You fiend from hell,
why do you torment this innocent child?

Who are you? What are you?

In the name of the archangel Michael,
I order you to speak!

Who are you?

E... Elena.

Elena?

Elena who? Who is Elena?

- Who is Elena?
- A whore!

Speak, in the name of Christ,
who are you?

A whore,
like the ones you used to fuck!

In the name of god, father of our saviour,
tell me who you are.

Where do you come from?
Where do you come from?

From far away.

From adultery...
And from incest!

In the name of Christ,
I demand you to speak.

Who are you?
Where do you come from?

Where do you come from?
Where do you come from?

From a cunt, you jerk.

Please, excuse me, but I...

I'll only be a moment.
Do continue, please. I have to...

Leandro, the cake.

Leandro, perhaps our guests
would like some cake also.

It's quite good. Please continue.

I'll... I'll be right back.

Excuse me.

I brought you some cake.
It's your favourite.

Did you know he was back?

You mustn't see him.

We'll send him away.

I will not let him
come between us again.

He's caused enough anguish.

He'll never enter this room!

You've nothing to say?

You're not asleep.

You can pretend if you like.

But you'll never leave this room!

Do you hear me? Never! Never.

- That should do it.
- You'll be leaving at once?

Uh-huh.

Quite adept
with these mechanical toys, aren't you?

So-so.

Thanks for the... oh!

You're over there.
Thanks for the tape.

Could you tell the others to get ready?
I'll be through here in a minute.

- Of course.
- Thanks.

That didn't take much, did it?

No, just a lot of tape.

Most things aren't that easy to mend.

- The car is ready.
- Oh, finally! This is so nerve-wracking.

Lisa, we're leaving
as soon as the car is ready

but we'd be glad to take you if...

Oh, erm... I don't think our young lady
will be going with you.

Master Maximilian has asked her to stay.

Come. Come closer, girl.

The eyes, Leandro.
What colour are the eyes?

Changeable, my lady.

But by candlelight...

Blue.

She's blind. My god!

And the hair, Leandro?
Tell me of it.

Tell me of the hair.

Light, my lady, and gently flowing.

Golden like a field of wheat?

No, my lady, brighter still.

And haloing
an equally beautiful countenance.

Oh, she's a very lovely creature,
my lady.

You wouldn't listen
when I told you to stay away.

Now it's too late.

I love you, Carlos.

Impotent!

Max was impotent
and that's why I had to fuck Carlos!

Who's Carlos? Who's Max?

And tell me, who are you?
Tell me.

I order you to tell me.

Why did you possess
this innocent creature's soul?

Where is Lisa?
What have you done with her?

In the name of Jesus Christ our saviour,

in the name of the archangel Gabriel,

- in the name of st Teresa...
- Fuck you and your formulas, priest!

Then speak!
Speak of your own accord.

Even though the memories
increase the pain...

- I'll tell you.
- Speak.

Do you really know what it means, priest,
for a woman to long for a cock?

Do you know how horny a virgin gets?

After all those years,
oh, yes, pnest

years married to Max,
I was still a virgin.

Thanks to his mother,
the rotten old bitch,

he was... impotent!

Oh, I know she had her prick, yes.

And she loved it, too.
I know because I used to spy on them!

I saw how she wriggled and moved...

The flabby old hips
and that sagging ass!

But I took her Carlos
and I balled the shit out of him!

- Like this and this!
- No. No!

Stop!

Stop it, you fiend!

In the name of the power
invested in me by the holy mother church,

I order you to stop it!

Where did all this happen,
you godless creature?

Tell me where it happened. In the name
of Jesus Christ, where did it happen?

Where? Where?

Where? Tell me.

Don't break my balls, priest.

I know what you're thinking.

But even if I tell you,
there's nothing you can do.

It's already happened.
And it's about to happen again.

And you cannot stop it, priest.

George?

Where are you?

George? George!

Oh, where did he go? George!

- What's the matter?
- Oh, geor...

- Where have you been? Did you find him?
- Obviously not.

Your concern for our chauffeur
is almost touching.

Where are you going?

If this is your way of being a man,
frank...

- I'm very unimpressed.
- You slut.

Let go of me!

Go on, get in.

Frank, I'm not coming with you.

- I'm staying here until George is buried.
- Get in the car.

We can do without the chauffeur.

Do you really think
your blessings and holy water,

can wipe... wipe away all the blood?
No!

Can that white host of yours
erase the darkness of crime?

No blessing, no prayer
has reached that house.

They're damned forever!

I ...Acquaintance begins

I and say it with flowers...I

Sorry.

Elena, what's the matter?

No, wait. I want to help you! Come back!

Elena!

Elena.

Michael.

Anna!

Anna.

Michael.

- Anna! Anna!
- Michael...

Michael. Michael.

Help me. Michael!

Help me.

Michael.

Michael.

Michael.

Anna.

Yes, darling.

Closer.

No. No.

Look at me, Michael.

It's me...

Anna.

Your sweet Anna.

Remember, darling?

I've come back.

We can start all over again.

I love you so much.
I always have.

Oh, no.

Oh, no, this...
This can't be... happening.

It isn't possible.

Oh, lord god, have mercy on me!
God, help me!

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
and forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive those
who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation

but deliver us from evil.

You can't do this.
It's not possible!

It is possible, darling.

Don't be afraid.

Let yourself go.
You're still a man.

Don't be ashamed of it.

- Love me. Take me.
- No.

We can stay together forever now.

No. No, stop it.

Stop it!
Get away from me! Get away!

Why are you rejecting me?

Why don't you want me?

You used to wallow inside me.

It wasn't a sin then.

Come on, do it again.

I'm ready for you.
Come on, take me.

Be quiet, Satan!

Those are not Anna's words.
It is not she who speaks.

My Anna was pure.

You think you're a Saint now.
You're not.

You're a man. And what a man!

Don't you remember
how we clung together, united,

our bodies moving as one?

It is not Anna who speaks.

You are the devil,
but you shall not have my soul!

Think of how it was, Michael.

Think of me. Love me.

Love me, Michael. Help me.

Oh, please, help me, Michael.

Please.

Oh, Michael!

You almost gave in, didn't you?

You've gotjust as much guilt and remorse
as the rest of us.

Only you thought you could get rid of it
byjoining the church.

No, priest! No, no!

The only way to get rid of it,

is by accepting love...
And death... and sin, priest.

And I can take you
where it's all happening.

Adultery and incest...
And murder.

And love, mr priest, love,
and death!

We suffered so much,
but it's over now, my love.

I've come for you.
It's all ended.

Elena...

Oh, no. No!

Help!

Help! Help!

Hurry, Leandro!

Yes, my lady.

The ceremony's about to begin!

The ceremony's about to begin.
The ceremony's always about to begin.

Oh, hurry, Leandro.

That's easier said than done.

Excuse me.

Look at that head.

Newly moulded this morning
and already it's split!

Must be that synthetic glue.

Mm, that's what it is.

Neither glue nor splintered heads
can stop the funeral.

The ceremony must go on.
The countess is waiting.

Waiting... to Bury the dead.

The poor countess isn't so wrong, really.

Wanting to get rid of him.

He's not...
A very pleasant memory.

A man... losing his head.

That's pretty good.

A man losing his head.

Hm. A husband.

A husband losing his head...

Over a woman?

Shame on you. But still,
the countess wants his body repaired.

She wants it put in working order
for the burial.

Tradition, she says.
More work, I say!

All this tradition.

Iwouldn't mind if! Had any.

But what does tradition mean
to a poor devil like me?

Work and fatigue,
that's my inheritance.

They break, they snap,
they pop, they crackle,

and I'm the one who puts their tradition
back together again.

And now I've got
another puppet to make.

Lucky for me,
you look just like her.

Because... you won't be around tomorrow,
that's for sure.

50 years, priest! Every night for 50 years,
this has been our hell!

What are you saying?

What have you done with her soul?
Where is Lisa? Tell me!

Murder and adultery,
an evil game played by the devil.

50 years of it... with no end.

A living, never-ending hell.

Where did she go?
What must happen?

Where is she? Where?

Gently.

Ever so gently.

Ah!

Oh, blast!

The irresponsibility.

Such devilish acts.

Hm. Hmm.

Where there's smoke, there's fire.

Is this the face
that launched so many deaths?

A modern-day Helen?

Cleopatra?

Sleeping beauty?

And I'm prince charming.

Oop! Didn't work.

Hm.

Sleeping beauty awakens.

How do you feel?
Did you sleep well?

- It isn't...
- That's good.

But... but it... isn't possible.

Oh, be careful. Please don't touch.
The glue is still wet.

- Size... six and a half.
- But he can't be! He spoke to me!

Hm? Well, that's no reason
to faint dead away.

It's quite possible that he spoke to you.
I mean, this is senor Carlos.

That's the countess's husband.
Maximilian's step-father.

I mean, why shouldn't you have seen him?
He was here.

No, don't you see? It can't be.

I... I know he's dead.
I saw him in his casket in the chapel!

In the chapel? No, no, no, no.

You saw this dummy in the coffin.

You see, it's a dress rehearsal
for the funeral ceremony.

Oh, by the way, I dropped it
and it broke on the way here,

but please don't tell the countess.
I mean, I fixed it.

You can hardly tell, can you?
Hm?

Then Carlos is... is alive.

Isn't he?

Oh, no.

Senor Carlos... is dead.

Max! Max!

Leandro. Leandro!

- Yes, my lady?
- I heard her running, calling for my son.

Hurry, Leandro, there is no time to lose.
Tell me, does she really look...

Oh, yes. Oh, yes, my lady.

She is miss Elena in person.

Maximilian!

Your mother is after me.

We'll go away... the two of us.

I'll help you escape.
We'll start a new life together.

My mother is jealous beyond reason.

I don't want to spend the rest of my life
in this nightmare.

No. No.

Help me.
Please, help me to leave.

That room.
Find her, Leandro! You must find her.

Shh! Quiet, don't move.

Are you searching, Leandro?

Answer me.

We must find her
before Maximilian does.

Leandro!

You're so beautiful.

I didn't think there could ever be a girl
as beautiful as you.

You're even more beautiful than Elena.

Elena?

Come.

- Come.
- Where are we...?

No, I don't want
to think about her now.

She brings back
so many sad memories.

I loved her deeply,
yet she deceived me.

- Come, I'll show her to you.
- Maximilian, I...

- Don't worry.
- I...

Come, it's all right.

Come, my love.

This is Elena.

No, don't, Lisa!

No, Lisa. No, my love,
you mustn't do that. Please!

She could have helped me.
I begged her to.

But she wouldn't.

She wouldn't do it.

It's true, she wouldn't.
She wouldn't.

Here.

Forgive me, my love.
My only love.

Now, we'll always be together.

You and I.

Always.

It will be different with you.

I know it will.

Leave me.

Leave!

I can't with you here!

Why don't you leave me?

Why?

I hate this smell of death!

We don't want funeral trimmings!

This is a wedding ceremony!

Do you understand?
A wedding ceremony!

What will that change?

It's all my fault.

- I should have stopped you.
- No!

- I should never have let you meet her.
- Quiet.

After what you did to Elena.

After what I did to Elena?

- Maximilian, please.
- And what about what she did to me?

- She ran away with your husband.
- Maximilian, I forbid you to talk that...

Your husband!

Yet Carlos never knew
why she didn'tjoin him.

I avenged myself and you
at the same time.

No, it's not as simple as you think,
Maximilian.

Now they'll come looking
for all those people.

Why did you do it, my child?
Why?

- They were going to take my Lisa away.
- That would've been better for all of us.

That stupid driver.

I had to stop them!

That girl will be the end of us.
You must get rid of her.

No. No!

If we cover every trace of what happened
here, there'll still be a chance.

Othennise they'll take you away,
and you will be punished, my love.

I can't go on like this!

I can't live like this
in your shrine of death!

- It's all around me!
- Maximilian.

I want to live.

I want to be free.
I want to be with people!

- I understand, poor child.
- Don't call me that!

I'm your mother.

No-one can understand you as I do,
or protect you as I do.

Listen to me.

You will be saved
only if Lisa disappears.

- Lisa.
- Listen to me, my child.

Lisa. Go.

- Get out.
- Don't talk that way to your mother.

You are very cruel with me today,

but I forgive you.

I know you don't mean what you say.
Do you, my darling?

Say that you love me.

Leandro!

Leandro! Where are you?

Leandro! Answer me!

Leandro!

No...

No! Mother!

No, please, no!

Mother, please! I... I...

They just never stay put.

Oh, it slipped.

A puppet. A puppet!

An impotent little puppet!

Where did this happen?

Where? Where? Where?

Where? Where?

You know the place.

It's not far from here.

In fact, you've passed through the garden
hundreds of times collecting your breviary,

as you walked by
those corroded sphinxes.

And you never realised that...
Hell was right inside that house.

That every night inside those walls

we were puppets...

In the hands of the devil!

Oh, god, help me.

Mea culpa.

Mea culpa. Mea maxima culpa.

Forgive me, god,

and help me in this struggle.

Grant me the power
to free this innocent creature,

from the demon possessing her!

I beseech thee, oh, lord.
Mea culpa. Mea culpa.

Mea maxima culpa.

Forgive my sin, dear god,
and help me.

Help me to be worthy.

Please give me the strength to drive
Satan's evil spirit from her soul!

Oh, god! Oh, god, help me!

Help me!

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

and forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive those
who trespass against us...

She's getting away!

That's another one we're losing.

Shall I try a change of clothes?
That works sometimes!

Maybe... maybe the outfit she had on
when she and Carlos were running away.

I'm afraid it's all too late, my friend.
All too late.

In nomine...

In nomine...

You will not...

Satan!

Get thee out, Satan!

In the name of the archangel Gabriel,
I order you to flee, Satan!

Return to the perdition of the abyss!

Be gone, demon...

In the name of Christ,
in the name of the church,

rid this place of your curse!

I exorcise you from this house.

You and your accursed souls!

I exorcise you from this house forever!

Be gone!

Be gone!

I exorcise you from this house forever!