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In the name of the Father, of the Son and of the Holy Spirit...

...Who is the flame of truth.

Lord, your children are here before you praying...

...that we be given clear judgement...

...and stable mind to call on your servant...

...to ascertain the truth.

Surround us with your blessings...

...now and forever. Amen.

Come, Spirit of Truth, join us in this occasion.

Come, Spirit of Truth, join us in this occasion.

Good evening to you, my brethren.

Good evening to you, my brethren.

What can I do for you?

We want to know What happened to my daughter Rosa.

We have not seen her for a long time.

Rosa is dead.

But how? Whee is she? Can we talk to her?

Now is not the time.

After four days...

...on Good Friday.

How are you, Bebeng?

You're early.

To avoid the traffic. Is Papa awake?

In his room. Upstairs.

How is he?

Same as usual.

It's alright.

Bebeng, can you prepare some breakfast?

Fresh bread!

Fresh bread!

Papa...

Papa, I have something for you.

Sorry, I only have one cassette.

I'll bring more when I come back.

Do you like it?

I'm on vacation...

...the office is closed.

Since I've got nothing to do in Manila...

...and I've not visited in a while...

...I decided to spend Holy Week here.

Besides, I've...

Eat now.

I have an assignment from our magazine

a photo essay on Holy Week here in San Ildefonso.

I'll travel to Baguio or Bontoc before returning to Manila.

Pa, let's eat.

Pa, how are you?

Why is this house so neglected?

It's normal for a house to get dusty.

Matias, be careful with that!

Stick to cleaning.

I do all the housework while you loaf!

I knew it!

- What's that? - This is for the procession.

Do we still take part in that?

Your late mother wanted us to continue the tradition.

It's almost Good Friday...

...and Matias has to clean the statues for the procession.

The dead's wishes must be granted or they won't have peace.

Jesus Christ, have mercy on us.

...in Iight...in darkness...

...Black...Black...

Jesus Christ, have mercy on us.

...in Iight...in darkness...

...in Iight...in darkness...

Jesus Christ, have mercy on us.

...in darkness...in light... Black...Black...

Bebeng!

Why are you slaughtering a chicken at night?

What could I do? Your chicken got sick!

If I don't kill it now, it'll just go to waste.

But why now?

Do that downstairs.

Why are the windows closed again?

I've told her many times not to close the windows!

Pa, why don't you...?

Pa, aren't you feeling well?

You're late. Where have you been?

I don't know what happened to me, Mother.

And then?

I just found myself in the next town...

...in San Ildefonso.

- And what did you do there? - Nothing.

Don't try to fool me, Teresa.

Why won't you trust your own child?

Don't talk to me that way.

You never trust me like you trusted Rosa.

I told you never to mention her name!

Anyone there?

Bebeng?

Matias, check on the old man. He's acting up again.

What's with you?

What a man!

Miserable life! Blessed with a bum of a husband!

Damn!

He's dry. Why's he groaning?

This old man...

Horny! Like father, like son!

Have mercy on us... in Iight... in darkness...

Black... Black...

Miss! Wait!

I took that last night.

At the prayers. Do you remember?

My name's Jun. What's yours?

Teresa.

Where are you going?

Home.

I'll take you there.

No, thanks. I'm afraid...

Afraid of what people may say?

Not really.

They must be looking for you.

That's right.

Your mother must be worried.

Yes, she's quite strict.

Suspicious, too.

It's just the two of us.

My father's long been dead.

I often think of him.

Are you also close to your father?

- My father's a paralytic. - What happened?

Car accident. Along time ago.

I'm just visiting him...

...and taking photos of Holy Week rituals here...

...for our magazine.

That's my job. I'm a photographer.

Mother, this is Jun.

Sit down, Jun.

I'll get you something to drink.

- What's the meaning of this? - Later, please.

You're with a man you hardly know.

He approached me outside the church...

...and gave me this picture.

Why did he give you this? Who is he?

Let's talk later, Mother.

Have something to eat.

Thanks.

Who's she?

My sister. She used to be a novice.

Where is she now?

She's dead.

How long has she been dead?

I don't know.

I mean we don't know how she died...

...or when.

One day, when we went to the convent to visit her...

...the nuns told us she was missing.

We never found her.

Teresa, I think I better go.

I'll come back another time.

- I'm going, Ma'am. - Goodbye!

Don't mind my mother. She doesn't know you.

It's okay.

I'm so ashamed.

Don't think about it.

Is the picture mine?

- Yes. - Thanks.

Are you going to town tomorrow?

In the afternoon.

- Okay. - Okay, thanks.

What's wrong?

What's the matter with you?

What's with you, Bebeng?

He got to my room and still you didn't hear anything!

Sick people are like that.

He needs to leave his room to get some exercise.

And if he fell down the stairs?

At his age - to fall down the stairs?

Seems like God's punishment for all his womanizing!

Take my first husband. I'm sure he's in hell!

God forgive him for all his sins to me!

Your mother never forgave your father.

Your son-of-a-bitch father...

...pardon me, Jun...

...he was always chasing women.

Your mother changed after your father's accident.

She got depressed.

She never left the house...

...never received visitors...

...never spoke to anybody...

...even to your father.

Of course, your father could no longer speak.

I'm the only one your mother spoke to.

Until she died.

Your father's to blame for everything.

Perhaps...

By the way, Bebeng...

...did you go down to the clinic last night?

What would I do there?

This is a beautiful place.

Yes, and peaceful, too.

A bit far from town.

Not really. I'm used to coming here.

How did you find this place?

I just chanced upon it.

Nice to take pictures here.

Especially at sunset.

Coming with you here may give you the wrong impression.

It won't.

Even without you, I planned to come here.

What do you do here?

Whenever I'm lonely, I come here.

I just stare at the water all afternoon.

Are you here often?

Just lately.

Don't you have friends you can turn to...

...when you feel this way?

Maybe I'm just a loner.

My sister Rosa...

...when she was alive... was the same.

You're a sincere person.

Unlike girls in Manila.

Superficial, at best.

They're just guarded.

I don't understand...

...why all my friends just disappear.

I had a classmate, Ana...

...but her family moved away.

In Manila...

...I don't have many friends either.

I just go to the office...

...to submit the photos I took.

Then, I leave...

...to look for more pictures to take.

Come to think of it...

...aside from this...

I've got no other...

What's wrong?

I'm dizzy.

You want to go home?

No.

Not yet.

I've seen this house before.

When?

I don't know.

I just know I've been here before.

Just a moment.

One moment.

This house is really old.

Worse, it's neglected.

What is this room?

That's Papa's clinic.

It's closed now.

It's been closed since Papa's accident.

There was no one...

Teresa, what's wrong?

What is it?

Something just crossed my mind.

This is a huge house.

For just you and your father?

And the caretakers - Bebeng and Matias.

- And your mother? - She's dead.

- Has she been dead long? - Yes.

This was her room, right?

Yes, but that's my room now.

You seem to be in deep thought.

No. Where do you make the pictures?

In there. I'll show you.

It's dark. Where's the light?

Darkrooms are supposed to be dark.

I'm afraid of the dark.

I'm not usually afraid, except in the last few days...

...when strange things started happening.

- What's this? - An enlarger.

Last night, I suddenly heard angry voices.

Could just be your neighbors, reciting Christ's passion.

No, there was nobody.

Or just your imagination.

I don't know...

...but suddenly I get scared, and there's no one to turn to.

It's just your imagination. It'll pass.

I hope so.

Are these your mother's statues?

Yes. She's religious like your sister.

You don't seem close to your mother.

Sorry. I said something I shouldn't.

Don't be because you're right.

Mother loved my sister more.

She was totally devoted to her while she lived.

My sister was religious.

Mother liked that.

- That's why she was furious when... - What?

Nothing. She's dead.

Why talk about her?

By the way...

...do you remember yesterday in the church?

I also took your picture.

Where is it? Can I see it?

I haven't made a print yet...

...but if you can wait, I'll make you a copy.

Will it take long?

No, it won't. I'll be right back.

I've come back...

What happened?

- What's the matter? - Rosa's back...

Rosa's back...

Who were you with today? The photographer from Manila?

- Mother, I'm tired. - Of course, you are...

...flirting with that man the whole day!

Do decent women come home this late?

Mother, won't you even ask if I've eaten?

Your foods in the kitchen.

I work hard to put food in our mouths...

...while you roam around god-knows-where.

Go on, eat now.

Teresa, what's the matter with you?

What's the matter with you?

What's the matter with you?

It's Rosa.

Mother...

...I'm frightened.

Help me!

Mother!

Stop crying.

Stop crying.

Lie down.

Get some rest.

Bebeng...

- Did you take Teresa home? - No.

You let her go home alone?

Why not? Is she my problem, too?

You bring a woman here and when you're done with her...

...you start pissing me.

You and your father are so alike!

Won't be surprised if you start messing with me.

Too much!

Hail Mary, full of grace

The Lord is with thee

Blessed are you among women

And blessed is the fruit of your womb, Jesus.

Jun...

Jun...

"It's not easy to just leave. Sister Maria is strict..."

Anybody home!

Good morning.

Is Teresa here?

She's not here.

I just want to talk to her.

Why?

Because she told me about...

...Rosa.

I need to talk to her about...

...about this.

It's Rosa!

And who is this man?

That's Dr. Torres.

Dr. Torres?

My father.

We have to find her. Do you know where she is?

She was here a while ago.

Maybe she's gone to church?

Find her.

"Mother, I'm going out. Rosa."

Come...

I'll bring you home.

I've never witnessed anything like this.

I feel Rosa has an important message.

And that is what's troubling her.

Are we going through with the seance?

We can try calling on Rosa's spirit...

...but I cannot be responsible.

I cannot assure you...

...that Teresa's body can withstand it.

Mother.

Yes, Teresa?

Let's call on Rosa.

You're still weak.

I'm ready.

This midnight.

But not here.

In your house, Jun.

Why?

It's better with your father's participation.

Rosa's spirit will really be set free.

Do you remember Rosa?

I found your picture.

She's Teresa's sister.

Don't worry, Pa.

I'm not blaming you.

Do you know that...

...Rosa's dead?

But it seems that...

...she's communicating through Teresa.

According to Angelina...

...the medium...

...Rosa may have a message.

It's hard to believe but...

...Teresa told me...

...that at midnight...

...they will call on the spirit of Rosa.

They want you to be present.

Don't refuse, Pa.

I already consented.

It won't do us any harm.

I just want to help Teresa.

Did I do the right thing?

Hail Mary, full of grace

The Lord is with thee

Blessed are you among women

And blessed is the fruit of your womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God

Pray for us sinners

Now and at the hour of our death.

Amen.

Jun...

Come in.

This way.

Please sit down. I'll wake up Papa.

Pa, they' re here.

This is Angelina, the medium...

Pining, Teresa's mother... and Teresa...

Are we starting now? Where do you want it?

Let's all sit here.

In your mind...

...follow me while I pray.

Teresa will receive the spirit of Rosa.

Clear your mind and...

...calm your spirit.

Let's begin.

In the name of the Father, of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit...

...who is the flame of truth.

Guide us, O Lord, in our undertaking.

Surround us with your grace...

...and protect us from temptation.

May this be for the good of all...

...as we communicate with our sister.

And to you, dear sister...

...may you have peace in your mind and spirit.

May this be an open door for you...

...so you can escape from the prison you created.

Sister, we are all here to help you.

Sister Rosa, we ask for your tranquility...

...as we communicate with you.

We welcome you...

...to relish the presence of your loved ones.

Beloved Protector, guide us. Amen.

I was wronged!

I was wronged!

My spirit will never rest...

...as long as his sins are not revealed.

I loved him.

I loved him deeply.

I gave him everything.

I betrayed my faith.

But he ruined my life.

Do you remember?

You loved me then.

I did not listen to any advice.

I went with you...

...and our love bore fruit.

But as time passed...

...you changed.

Your love vanished.

You became ashamed of me!

You kept me hidden!

You refused responsibility!

You deceived me!

You ruined my life!

I had nowhere to go.

My mother would not accept me.

She wouldn't understand me.

I followed her every wish...

...though it was against my will.

No harm was meant...

Your sin has stained my soul.

I couldn't have peace!

I trusted you...

...but you were full of betrayal.

But my chance came...

...through my sister...

...and through your son.

My God...

...forgive me!

Forgive me!

The blood!

The blood!

My God! My God!

Is this how you repaid my love?

How could you do this to me?

My child!

You killed my child!

You were mortified by what you'd done.

You hid my body.

You tried to erase all evidence of your crime.

But the time has come...

...to reveal everything!

Water! Water!

What's this?

Let me out!

I don't want to die!

My God!

I don't want to die!

Your conscience is tormenting you!

You can't find peace!

You can't forget what happened!

My hell's my drowning...

...my blood! You!

My corpse!

The blood!

Damn you!

Criminal!

You will pay!

You killed my child!

Damn you!

You will pay!