All language subtitles for Dos.Monjes.1934.SPANISH.720p.BluRay.H264.AAC-VXT

TWO MONKS

Banish the devil
from the house of God!

Banish the devil...

from the house of God.

Banish...

the devil...

from the house...

of God.

Banish the devil
from the house of God.

Father...

our poor brother,
possessed by Satan,

has calmed down.

He has ceased blaspheming
and has asked for his prayer book.

Let us thank God,

who snatched Friar Javier
from the claws of the devil.

It's time to reclaim his soul.
Send for the new brother.

He alone can attempt it.

Go to Friar Javier's cell,
Brother Servando.

He's been delirious for hours,
possessed by Satan.

Avail yourself
of the irresistible eloquence

your ardent faith has given you.

In your hands we place
his wayward soul.

He's calmed down.

He's been crying
and reading his prayers.

Brother Javier.

Damn you!

Let me know
when he's calmed down again.

Who is that man?

He was never among us before.

Friar Servando just arrived
from a disbanded community.

All the brothers there
were sent different places.

Friar Servando is one of us now.

Where are you going, Brother?

Stop.

Juan!

It's hard to recognize me
like this, isn't it?

Javier!

This is sacrilege!

It's the devil!

It's the devil!

Friar Javier!

My son.

Forgive me, Father.

Grant me absolution.
I feel sick.

My son, what has disturbed
your soul thus?

I want to confess...

and receive absolution.

First let me hear
what you have to say, my son.

I may well deserve
your forgiveness, Father,

for when I saw that man before me,
in my own cell,

after searching
so long for him in vain,

madness seized my soul.

I thought God himself
had sent him to me

to make him pay before he dies.

Take note, my son:

Not only did you injure him
in a sacrilegious act,

but your pride is still such
that now you accuse him!

We're talking about Friar Servando,

the most pious
and most fervent son of God.

Perhaps the Evil One led you
to see an enemy in him.

No, Father!

I recognized him,
and he recognized me.

This Friar Servando was once
my best friend in all the world.

After loving him like a brother,
I discovered the treachery in his soul.

But it was too late.
He'd already committed his crime.

My son!

That's right... his crime!

Hear me out
and perhaps you'll understand

the madness
that drove me to harm him.

Go on.

My confession begins

when I dedicated myself
completely to music

in the small town where I was born.

How I adore you

My sweet love

In the golden dawn

Fate led my cold heart to you

You are the dawn

Breaking in my soul

The flower of a sublime dream

With its subtle scent

That adorns my window

Watching our little neighbor again,
Javier?

It's not like that, Mother.

I just can't stand the way
those old codgers treat her.

Don't try to fool me.

I'm grateful to Anita for giving you
a new interest in life

and lifting you out of your despair.

Anita? Is that her name?

Lovely name, isn't it?

Ana...

- Where am I to go at this hour?
- Anywhere you can!

Did you think we'd support you
your whole life for nothing?

That's right!
Run to your consumptive musician!

Let's see what he demands
in exchange for taking you in!

This is my mother...

and from this day on,
your mother too.

Yes, my daughter.

Here you'll have a true home.

Your hands have filled this house
with happiness, Anita.

Let's see if your lessons allow you
to fill it with music too.

You want to try?

I've studied hard
so I could please you

and play your beautiful pieces.

Show me.

"The moons of May,
if you ask them,

will tell you they saw
our shadows together."

I love that poem, Javier...

especially when you read it.

Very good, Anita.

Now I know I can trust you.

I love seeing you two working together
and enjoying yourselves.

You make a lovely couple.

Perhaps our bedchamber
would fit well in that corner.

Would you like that?

I'd forgotten about this cough.

It hasn't bothered me
in a long time...

ever since you came along
with your happiness and youth.

You can't be cured overnight.

I'll help make you all better.
You'll see.

Yes, Anita.

Your love to me is health,
happiness... everything!

When you become my wife,
I'll live again.

You're working too hard.
You can finish that tomorrow.

The editor can wait.

You know who I dreamed about?

I saw Juan...

alive and in the flesh.

I felt his presence before me.

You never forget your friend Juan.

A dream of someone who's far away
is a sign he's returned.

But he appeared
in a strange form,

as if his return foreboded disaster,

despite how much
I've longed for it.

You're just tired.

Off to bed now.

You've worked enough today.

Just one more minute.

This section is almost done.

Please let me finish it.

Very well, but just one minute.

Javier.

Juan!

My dear Javier!

I had dreamed about you,
and I thought I was still dreaming.

I came here
the moment I got back.

Despite the hour,
I had to greet you first

after these two long years away.

I even asked
your mother not to tell

so it would be a complete surprise.

Mother, Juan is back.

The selfish adventurer
who forgot to write to us

now suddenly appears
like the devil.

And that's all, Javier.

I return exhausted
from strange climes...

wanderings...

and adventures.

I succeeded in all I undertook,
and now I'm tired.

All I want now
is the peace of my villa...

your friendship...

and the serenity
my money can provide.

What about you?

You see before you
the same Javier...

the same dreams...

the same failures...

the same poverty.

A bit worse off for health,
but full of hope.

One of my principal reasons
for returning

was to help you develop
your great musical talent.

I return a wealthier man.

I want you to dedicate yourself
to your music now,

to fulfill your dreams
and your great promise.

Thank you.

I need your help now,
and I accept it.

It can bring me happiness
earlier than I'd hoped for.

What's this? Explain yourself.

In this happiness you speak of,
I hear something other than music.

I'm getting married!

And I'd like you to meet
my bride-to-be tomorrow.

Isn't she charming?

She really is.

Your enthusiasm is well-justified.

I want you always to be mine

It's a beautiful piece,
worthy of Ana.

I'll return tonight
to hear the whole thing.

See you later, Juan.

I heard you say
you'll return this evening.

And don't forget.

You know our evenings
are dull without you.

I feel winter's approach, Anita.

Once again I'm tired,
and my cough is back.

You've recovered very quickly.
You mustn't complain.

You can't get better overnight.
Keep your spirits up.

I'm so afraid of winter.

I'm afraid
I won't make it to spring...

to our wedding day.

Just one spring filled with your love...

and then death may come
when it likes.

Come now!
Don't talk like that!

Don't be silly.
My love will be your eternal spring.

It's nothing!

A slight fever
from working too hard

that will soon pass...

especially with such excellent care.

Shouldn't we send Javier
to some other climate

where he can recover completely?

No, Juan. That's not necessary.

We'll see when spring comes.

Will I live to see the spring?

This spring and many more!

You'll live to see
your children's happiness.

Mother!

What's the matter?
Why are you shouting?

Juan hasn't come yet.

I'm sure he'll be here soon.

I sent your message
a while ago.

You should let me go out.

I feel strong now.

And I really need to see Juan.

What would make him
change like this?

He doesn't visit like before.

It's so hard
to get him to come by.

He has family worries.

No, it's not that.

When I ask, he evades the question.
He's hiding something.

I wanted to talk to you about that.

I've meant to for a while now.

Talk to me about what?

The close friendship that
Ana and Juan and you shared.

I wouldn't take it up again.

I think it's good
that it's unraveled a bit.

Why?

No reason.

He's just been helping so much,
especially with your illness,

and that intimacy with Anita
could be misconstrued as —

Go on! I want the truth!

You've said too much to stop now.
Why do you say that?

You're hurting me!

Don't be this way.

I meant nothing more. I swear.

You've gone too far.

Didn't he want to send me away
because I was sick?

Why?

For your health.

Perhaps.

Isn't Juan here yet?

Why so serious?

Is something wrong?

I need to speak to Anita.

Would you mind leaving us?

Why won't you tell me?

You know
why Juan is avoiding me.

For God's sake,
stop tormenting me!

I know only what you know:
He has serious family problems.

At least tell me something
about your feelings.

I'm more sure of your love
than anything in this world.

I know you love me.
I can feel it.

Or am I wrong?

What's wrong with you today?

How can you doubt my affection?

You know I love you.

Good evening.

Good evening, Juan.

What's wrong with Anita?

Well, here I am!

That's how things happen in life:

unexpectedly.

I was tired of traveling.

The peace and quiet
of my villa beckoned...

and now suddenly
these problems arise.

So early tomorrow
I'm off on another long journey.

Yet again.

Tomorrow morning?

I'd have come to tell you
even if you hadn't sent for me.

Now I have a favor to ask.

Just name it.

Don't ask me why —

this may only be foolishness —

but I feel twice as much
in your debt now.

I need you to go over some papers
with my lawyer tonight.

Promise you won't leave
his office until you've finished.

In the meantime I must see
to some very urgent business.

I'll do that. I promise.

Then my lawyer will expect you
tonight at 9:00.

I'll be there.

I want to thank you
for all you've done for me...

for us.

Come now.
Don't get sentimental.

Say good-bye to Ana for me.

I don't like farewells
when they're for a long time.

Javier, don't insist on going alone.

You may need my help.

Go on to bed. Don't wait up.
We may be a while.

Ma'am, your son isn't feeling well.

What's wrong, son?

Don't worry. It's nothing.

It's passed.

I feel better now.

You see? You can't stay up so late
and work so hard!

Go rest now.

I'll finish looking over these papers.

I promised I wouldn't leave
until we'd finished.

I'll take care of it.
Go get some sleep.

Listen to your mother.

It would be dangerous
to continue in your condition.

I'll see your mother home
when we've finished.

Thank you,
but that won't be necessary.

Juan assured me
he'll be here in a few minutes.

Juan will see you home.

Please explain to him
what's happened.

Scoundrel!

For God's sake!
What are you doing?

I dare you, you swine!

Murderer!

I searched for him
frantically everywhere

but never saw him again
until tonight in my own cell.

My mother... dead.

Anita... gone.

With nothing more to live for,

I decided to live out my days
in this monastery.

It's a serious act
you accuse him of, my son.

But you must forgive him completely

if I'm to absolve your sins.

Very well, Father.

I will forget Juan...

and forgive Friar Servando.

Do I have your absolution, Father?

You will, my son.

But forgiveness must come
from the depths of your soul,

and you must give proof of that
by forgiving him in person.

Then you're leaving
without absolving me?

I must learn from Friar Servando
the true extent of his guilt

and absolve you both

so you can forgive
each other face-to-face.

Everything Friar Javier said
in his confession is true.

My sins are great...

and I constantly seek
to atone for them

by serving God dutifully.

But Friar Javier's truth
is but a partial truth.

It's the truth
seen through his eyes only.

Juan the sinner has his truth too...

the one he experienced.

And if it's not enough
to justify his actions,

it does explain what, to Javier,

was nothing but a repugnant act.

Hear my confession too, Father...

even if another saintly priest
has already heard it

and given me absolution.

For my guilt itself

is the harshest punishment
you could imagine.

Javier never know
of the drama that took place

between his friend Juan and Ana.

He was unaware that
they'd loved each other deeply

since before Juan left
on his long journey...

before Javier ever met her.

It was like a bad dream...

discovering that my friend's fiancée

was my beloved Ana.

This is Anita, Juan.
My fiancée.

Isn't she charming?

She really is.

Oh how I've suffered!

Oh how I've wept!

Over this love never fulfilled

But eternally yearned for

If only I could

Draw near to your lips

And feel my foolish mind's fantasy
come true

I'll be your spring

You who are the day

And the warmth in my soul

Rekindling the light of the ideal
that was dying within me

I want you always to be mine

It's a beautiful piece,
worthy of Ana.

Then we'll be waiting.

You know our evenings
are dull without you.

Don't stop coming by, Juan.

Is this how you want it?

Yes.

Despite how easily
you forgot your promise

to wait faithfully for my return?

For God's sake,
this isn't the time for explanations.

That time will come...

and you'll see
I never forgot my promise.

Until tonight, Ana.

What a mistake, Juan!
What are you thinking?

Anita, are you on my side

or the enemy's?

Good afternoon.

You frightened me.

Where's Javier?

At his editor's.
He won't be long.

Is the lady of the house in?

She's gone out too.

Anita, now we can talk.

Not now, Juan. Please.

We must.

Even if we're never to see
each other again...

we mustn't do so
without an explanation.

Wait!

Why won't you talk
when there's so much to say?

I've desired it and dreaded it
at the same time.

Juan, I assure you
you have nothing to forgive me for.

Life wanted things this way,
not me.

You don't love Javier?

It's you I've always loved,

even in your long absence
and silence.

For Javier I feel
a sister's affection and gratitude.

Everything but the love
I feel for you.

Then why don't we tell Javier
of our prior love

and our long-standing promise?

He'll understand.

No, Juan. You don't know.

He's been so kind.

In his state it would kill him.

It would kill him.

You'd kill my son! My son!

I'm so afraid of winter, Ana.

I'm afraid I won't make it
to our wedding day.

Just one spring
filled with your love...

and then death may come
when it likes.

Come now!
Don't talk like that!

Don't be silly.
My love will be your eternal spring.

You'll see many springs to come,

enough to see
your children in their youth.

I don't dare tell his mother...

but someone
in this house has to know.

His condition is very serious.

He may survive this attack.
I don't know.

But his illness is incurable.

Take care of him.
Make his final days sweet.

Try not to upset him in any way.

Any violent emotion

or profound upset

would likely hasten his end.

Then there's no hope at all?

For this attack, yes.

But if he does survive,

a few months, a year—
who knows?

But the end must come.

Be strong, my children.

The end must come.

Anita, Javier is getting
better every day.

Thank God.

Perhaps the doctor was wrong.

God only knows
how long he'll go on living!

Juan, do you know
what you're saying?

Do you realize
what you were thinking?

Forgive me.

This love I must suppress
makes me forget everything.

I think and say horrible things.

I despise myself.

I understand.

Because sometimes
I too think terrible things.

We're despicable human beings.

You realize that?

We must punish ourselves

and never see each other again.

I must be Javier's wife.

You're right.

We must punish ourselves.

Since I'm unable to renounce
your love with you so near...

I'll go as far away as before...

and never return.

I want to thank you
for all you've done for me... for us.

Come now.
Don't get sentimental.

Say good-bye to Ana for me.

I don't like farewells
when they're for a long time.

Don't forget the favor I asked.

My lawyer will expect you
tonight at 9:00.

Ana, forgive me.

I've tried, but I just couldn't
give you up completely.

I wanted to embrace you
one last time.

What you've done isn't right.

You've corrupted the purity
of our well-intentioned sacrifice.

You've tainted it,
even if for love's sake.

- Ana!
- My Juan!

No more, Juan.

If you don't go right now,
our strength may fail us.

I want to take with me
the memory of one last kiss.

If you kiss me again,
I won't let you depart alone.

Scoundrel!

What are you doing?

I dare you, you swine!

The agony on his face,
the shame of his crime...

and the blood
pounding in his temples

were enough
to blind Juan with anger.

He fired.

May God forgive him.

But he didn't flee.

He ran to find
the old doctor to help Anita.

When he returned with him...

Javier had disappeared.

Ana was beyond help.

He decided to turn himself in
to the justice of men,

but his friend the doctor
made him flee.

He traveled.

He wandered in a daze.

It was useless.

Only the harsh life
of the monastery

and the discipline of penance...

brought consolation to his heart.

The devil has returned to Friar Javier.
He was raving as if possessed.

He asked for water,
and now he's gone.

Forgive me, Javier.