Original subtitles

A film by Anselmo Duarte

The Obsessed of Catule

Based on a play by Jorge Andrade

Adaptation and screenplay Jorge Andrade

Editing Mauro Alice

Soundtrack Diogo Pacheco

Production, screenplay, and direction Anselmo Duarte.

When I was a boy...

...there were only two farms.

Everything else was wilderness.

We were all homesteaders.

When the highway crossed the wilderness...

...it all turned into anarchy.

Only the big farms remained.

We had no money to buy barbed wire and fencing poles.

Before we knew it...

...we were the ones surrounded.

The highway took over...

and left owners everywhere.

And they had land rights.

We were only allowed to live there as a favor.

The Obsessed of Catule

Ouch!

Why don't we ask Mr. Onofre to marry us already?

I want to help too.

We're getting married tomorrow.

I don't want to sleep away from you.

Faith holds that a priest from the capital must marry us.

I lie down with you because I want to.

Why hide it?

No one's hiding anything!

By this time tomorrow we'll be husband and wife.

Then we can move down south.

Cotton everywhere...

...plenty of work, land for everyone.

Mr. Onofre brought the new faith from there!

Our place is right here.

They're here already.

Why didn't you go see Mr. Onofre?

I don't want to.

An envoy from the capital will marry us tomorrow at Tabocal.

The day never comes!

Praised be, brother!

Forever praised.

Missed the gathering, Manoel?

I had some work to finish.

The corn was soon to rot.

Work brings joy to God, but not on the week of penance, Manoel.

You're right, Mr. Onofre!

I came to profess the word. Briefly, but meaningfully.

The word sent by Christ to spread like ashes in a whirlwind.

New sword of Christ, here we stand as your believers.

Here stands apostle Onofre, knight of the monarchy.

My brothers.

Our enemies will know that Christ is alive!

He lives in the world to find and guide us.

God will open the clouds, like doors to heaven and lead the way.

The ultimate salvation.

The star-lit path...

where angels fly.

It shall lead us to paradise.

But we must deserve it, brothers.

Do not invite impurity into your body.

Rid your body of everything that binds us to earth...

before you climb the star-lit path.

Tomorrow, you will go on a pilgrimage to the city of Tabocal.

You'll see our church, sent from the capital.

Tomorrow shall be joyous for Him and for everyone.

After our week of prayer and penance.

And our days of fasting. We must forgive.

Pay off our debts, both visible or invisible.

Rid yourselves of all evil.

God does not like those things.

Settle down!

Be quiet!

The sacrifice of humiliation...

is the only thing that purifies the body.

This is your time of forgiveness.

Come along!

Are you all pure?

Tell me, brothers.

I ask forgiveness to all brothers here and gone.

You are forgiven, brother

I owe you 20 thousand reis and I only have ten. Here.

You are forgiven. It’s the thought that counts.

Go on, Pedro!

I...

I drank some liquor. My chest was hissing so bad.

Pedro, Jesus shed his blood to save men.

You're right.

We must help each other to lead an orderly life.

And put an end to such vices.

I agree! Forgive me, Lord.

You are forgiven, brother.

Mrs…

Take this cotton bag in exchange for the goat milk.

It's all I have.

May the Lord forgive you.

Forgive everyone for their hidden offenses.

Forgive me, Lord.

You are forgiven, brother.

Follow the Lord.

Forgive me, Lord.

You are forgiven, brother.

Forgive me.

You are forgiven, brother.

May the Lord forgive you.

You are forgiven, brother.

- Forgive me. - You are forgiven, brother.

Have you not accepted the word, brother?

No.

That is not will of the Lord.

Faith must come naturally, Joaquim.

But disobedience is blindness.

I was not gifted with literacy.

But I memorized many words of the book.

I served my duty as I could.

I preached the word through my influence.

I converted many through my power.

Except for my daughter Ana.

One day she'll be converted.

If a man has no control of his house, how will he watch over his brothers?

God said so Himself, Manoel!

It's written on the book!

Who has no control of the house?

Ana is unruly, brother!

These people offend God.

They give rise to sin.

Manoel!

If any of us carry sin, God will punish us all!

I carry no sin, Conceição! Nor does my daughter!

Everyone carries a hidden sin, brother.

I don't!

It seems that you are proud, brother.

I want no argument!

Enmity is a greater sin.

And sin is Satan's weapon to curse our pilgrimage.

The Devil is invisible!

He may reside within us.

He can take any form!

Be careful, my brothers.

The new Christ may already be amongst us.

Tomorrow morning lead our brothers to Tabocal in peace.

We leave at the break of dawn.

Joaquim!

Make sure everyone continues fasting.

One must be pure...

To enter the house of God in Tabocal tomorrow.

Everyone will be pure, Onofre.

Make the sacrifice of hunger and have no pride.

We must lead a righteous life!

No smoking, no drinking, nor meat of certain breeds.

Orders from the book!

May God be with you!

Praise the Lord!

Bless you!

God bless you.

Bless you!

God bless you.

God bless you, my son.

May God be with you all!

Praise the Lord!

Father!

- Be careful with that man. - Who?

Joaquim.

He's up to something.

Joaquim just wants everyone to follow his faith.

I don't know, father.

Don't worry, no one will force you to change your religion.

God chooses the right moment for everyone.

I lived my entire life believing the wrong things.

These people don't want to work, father!

Least of all Joaquim!

All they think about is flying to heaven!

You work, you don't need this!

God knows what's best.

Hey, ox! Faster, ox!

Hey, ox! This ox is sly!

Hey, ox! It's so ugly!

Hey, ox! The ox is pretty!

Hey, ox...

Hey, ox! The ox is pretty!

Hey, ox! It has a tail!

Hey, ox!

The tail is ugly!

Hey, ox!

Artuliana!

Why didn't you tell me, daughter?

Tell you what?

That you carry Manoel's child. You promised to confess at the gathering.

He didn't want to.

Women should get pregnant. Don't they all?

It was never a sin.

You slept with Manoel this week.

During penance.

So what if I did?

I'll be his wife. He can have me whenever he wants.

- Don't say that! - I could sleep with Manoel today.

It all depends on his wishes.

You have been tempted Artuliana.

Not at all.

Doesn't God say that purity comes from goodwill?

I'll live with Manoel tomorrow and this will end.

Your father promised to come back for us, but he never showed up.

If only he were here.

Father isn't coming back from the south, mother.

That's where I'll raise my son.

I'm sure of it.

Father.

Those who don't believe live a Godless life.

I believe in God too.

- A God with no purpose. - I'll never change my God!

A shame for us, father.

- Enough of this nonsense! - That is pride, father!

All this banter offends God.

You're no longer the boss, father.

Says who?

God is in charge now.

And I'm his boss here.

I'm in charge of you, Ana...

...and everyone else. Enough with this bickering!

There'll be no enmity in my house!

The Devil is treacherous Ana! Be careful!

It's Joaquim, father.

He's messing with their minds.

Geraldo follows Joaquim around all day. He stopped working.

They're perfecting the Church of God.

We lived fine with the Church of Priests.

None of this nonsense of telling our sins to everyone.

Talking to the Holy Spirit as if it were human!

Preaching our body will fly to heaven.

Is that religion, father?

Advent of the Promise... Promise of what?

We followed the priests...

...it was no use.

The Advent of the Promise gave us all unity and respect.

You're losing your mind, father.

Why go three days without food or water?

Doing nothing for a week while our corn rots in the hills.

It's for our love in Christ.

He may be walking among us.

Do you really believe that, father?

That Christ is hiding somewhere?

I do.

Mr. Onofre said he'll emerge someday.

A poor man like ourselves.

Suffering more than all of us.

And he won't emerge as an image of a saint.

Covered in silver and gold.

He could even be a peasant like us.

- He's alone, come! - No...

Come! The boy can't go on like this.

Joaquim!

Joaquim, do you hear me?

What is it, Durvalina?

Can Daluz breastfeed?

No!

A mother's milk does not offend God.

Three days without food is too long for a child!

- Children are people too. - Only adults fall in sin.

A small child is a message from God.

No one knows how we are born.

Some things are blind to the eye.

The Devil only takes the shape of adults.

A breastfeeding child or an unborn child is pure.

It's because of her boy. That's all.

It would be like breastfeeding the Devil.

Heaven forbid! Heaven forbid

And the Devil could be roaming among us.

If he's here, let's leave, Joaquim.

- There's still sin among us. - What can we do?

Sin hides from our sight.

Right, Dolor?

What sin, Joaquim?

Ana must convert herself today.

Forget Ana, my son.

Call Manoel! We can reach Tabocal before nightfall.

- What's wrong, Durvalina? - Nothing.

Nothing, Joaquim. The damned thing is treacherous...

He's treacherous...

Joaquim, what happened between you and Manoel?

Nothing.

It's like they're born to die.

Some survive.

Survive for what, mother?

Artuliana!

Artuliana!

Go to Tabocal and wait for us!

- What is it, mother? - Hurry up, Artuliana!

From Tabocal we'll find your father.

Manoel doesn't want to, mother.

Move, for the love of Christ! Call Manoel.

You keep attacking Manoel, now we lost the harvest.

We'll never lose our harvest again, mother.

We never settle down.

I want to settle, son.

Don't worry, mother. We won't move to another farm.

Joaquim, when will you marry?

I don't know, mother.

Only God knows.

Why not marry Artuliana? She's a good woman.

We could lease more land soon.

We need children for a better life. Children are the poor man's wealth.

They're expensive when small, but they help once they grow.

You still have me. We always got along, mother

Promise me you'll speak to Artuliana, son!

I've thought about Artuliana, mother.

But it doesn't seem to be in God's plans.

We've been living well.

We help each other and never let go.

Do you feel you have a secret sin?

I have no sin at all!

I'm a minister of God.

That's all.

Joaquim, call Manoel and lead these people to Tabocal.

Right now!

Are you acting like Durvalina, mother?

Call everyone, now!

Manoel needs to humble himself. His ideas are damned.

Forget about Manoel, my son!

He's a sinner, I know!

Always has been a sinner.

He married three times. Filled this world with impure children.

Keep an eye on Ana!

We need people for the farm, son.

God is with us, mother.

He can work the fields with us.

You need a companion in the countryside, Joaquim.

It's a lonely life and too much work.

Don't worry about it, mother. God will change everything.

Artuliana!

Drinking water during the week of penance?

- What is going on with you? - Nothing.

Why?

At first you obeyed the church, now you ignore everything.

Spend your days in the sun doing nothing.

Isn't it a sin to work in the week of penance?

We work for God.

You're always watching over us, Joaquim!

I must care for the souls!

We can take care of our own!

Forgive me! Forgive me, Lord!

Forgive me, Artuliana!

There you go again, Joaquim!

We never know if evil hides within us!

That's none of my business!

Sin is everyone's business!

It stains us all!

I have no sin hiding within me.

People like myself cannot covet other women, Artuliana.

Why not?

Aren't you a man?

I can't marry. Nor dwell in debauchery.

Says who?

- I am a Minister of souls! - Some ministers marry!

Then he's no Minister of God!

- Priests never marry! - Christ never married!

That was Christ. Not a mortal man.

Why ask for forgiveness? You did no evil to me.

To desire what we can't have is a sin.

No wife or son, you never work the fields, and want to rule.

Christ had nothing and ruled!

That's Christ from the book!

I'm his leader in the world.

Manoel is the leader around here!

- Don't say that! - I do!

He can't read. The leader must know the book.

For what? We don't eat books.

Books don't work the field.

- All he does is have children. - He's a man for that!

He has a deal with the devil!

Parents are God's shepherds. They know the pain of the world.

A man and woman can marry without children!

Then why marry?

- The Holy Spirit grants children. - Don't be stupid, Joaquim!

That's for saints!

- Artuliana! - Leave it to me, mother!

Why do you stand up for Manoel?

She doesn't know what she's talking about!

I do! Everyone stands up for him!

See what you did?

To set things straight!

Manoel told you to stay calm, Artuliana!

I won't hide it anymore. I slept with Manoel.

I carry his child and I want to tell the world.

Don't worry about it, Joaquim.

You're no different from the others! We're all a family now.

And there's more...

Don't go around putting ideas into my son's head.

And leave Ana alone! That's my business.

God rules over men. And I'm God's envoy.

You're no man to boss me around.

Not even in God's name.

Eat! It's no sin.

My brothers!

My brothers!

My brothers!

My brothers!

Manoel refused the truce of peace. God is my witness!

I've nothing to forgive nor to beg for forgiveness.

He's friends with the landowners! He took half of my land!

I honor my deal! The landowner allowed us to live here.

To work the lands for pasture. We must honor our deal...

or they'll kick us out! You know that!

- That's right. - Manoel helped us.

He won't accept me as leader.

You're not the leader of anyone!

I'm the leader of the new God!

- You're not my leader! - Nor mine!

I'm God's leader.

I can read his words on the book!

I gave joy to my brothers and taught them new things.

Manoel gave us land, but I preach the book.

We can't live without land. I ensured our survival.

Forgive me! Forgive me, Lord!

I feel something in my throat.

I feel light as a feather.

We must pray for the Lord to ease our brother's heart.

- It's the sealing! - Baptism of the Holy Spirit!

- The Holy Spirit came! - He doesn't appear for the impure!

It's the Holy Spirit! He soared like the wind.

It's Him!

A luminous, blinding ball of air!

Pain of the earth! Pain of the sun!

Pain of thirst!

Pain of gold!

Pain of farming!

Pain of hunger!

Pain of all pains!

I thus receive the greatest penance in the world!

May the pain leave my body like tears from an old woman...

...and spread the word for everyone.

- What is it Joaquim? - Quiet!

The Divine Holy Spirit is preaching his order!

For Manoel to kneel before me...

...and accept his humility.

Manuel, for the love of God, beg for forgiveness!

Don't do it Manoel. Let's leave!

Beg, Manoel! Beg, Manoel!

Beg for forgiveness!

Come father, let's leave! Fast!

Beg, Manoel! Beg forgiveness, Manoel!

Beg, Manoel!

Forgiveness, Manoel...

Beg! Beg!

We beg forgiveness when we feel guilt.

We beg to someone worthy.

Behold the cross. The beautiful cross.

The holy sword. The sacramental bread.

Deliver us from the devilish hound.

From the wicked living. From the melancholic dead.

I offer a prayer for purity in the world!

Suffer to save men!

You don't fool me! Forget this nonsense!

We're no longer going to Tabocal!

- Why? - Why not, Joaquim?

Because the world will end with the lack of air.

Sin will push the air out of the world.

Suffering will provide our path to paradise.

Everybody will leave at dawn!

There are hidden sins.

Sin! Sin prevents us!

It's our fault.

It's our fault.

- It's our fault. - Mother!

We can't leave because sin lives in your body!

I have no sin within me!

My daughter is no longer a young maiden.

She's pregnant!

She and Manuel prevent our journey.

We'll get married tomorrow at Tabocal.

What is it, my son? What's wrong?

In the name of Jesus of Nazareth!

Begone, Satan! Begone, Satan!

- Mother! - Save my daughter from sin!

I'm carrying Manoel's son!

- Expel Satan from my daughter! - You had a child too!

- He's my son! - Expel it, for the love of Christ!

Kneel and beg forgiveness! Woman of Magdalene!

Stay close to me.

If there is sin, I am to blame!

The air!

The air!

The air is fading!

Arrest him!

No one will arrest me!

Kneel! Beg forgiveness!

No, father! Don't do what he says!

Let my father go! Geraldo, help our father!

Run, Ana!

Kneel and beg for forgiveness!

No, Manoel Don't! You're the leader! Don't do it!

- Arrest her! - My son, don't do this!

This is temptation against God, mother!

You impregnated Artuliana! You are the Devil!

The Devil is inside her!

There's no Devil! It's my son!

Expel the demon from her! Finish him!

Artuliana!

You shall pay, hound of hell!

Dolor will suffer for birthing you!

Artuliana!

Don't! I'm the guilty one!

Leave Artuliana alone!

Forgive me! Forgive me, Lord!

Louder!

The Holy Spirit must hear you!

Forgive me, Lord!

I'll give you another son, Manoel! As many as you want!

Don't believe he's the Devil! He's our son!

Leave her alone! I've asked for forgiveness!

Remove God's enemy from my sight!

Watch over him!

Whoever unties those hands will release the demons of lust.

Turning women into mothers, and mothers into women.

Mother! Do not enter that house of damnation!

The Holy Spirit taught me the truth.

I now see the future of belief.

And the path to salvation.

Tongue of fire! Tongue of fire!

My eyes can roam the bodies.

And live in everyone's souls.

Tongue of fire! Tongue of fire!

Nothing will ever hide from me.

Tongue of fire! Tongue of fire!

No heart shall harbor the Devil!

Tongue of fire! Tongue of fire!

He shall be expelled from every body.

Tongue of fire! Tongue of fire!

Stay here! Wait for me.

Body, body.

Our mind.

Is now clean and ready.

The gates of heaven shall open.

And the beloved children of sorrow...

shall rise like white doves.

Our body.

Our mind.

Is now clean...

and ready.

In Jordan...

of Galilee.

Manoel!

Let me go!

Joaquim said you are the demon of lust.

Where's Ana, Dolor?

- Did you harm my daughter? - She left.

She went to the farm.

- That's bad for all of us. - Why?

These business people don't understand our belief.

Remember the Christians at the Gameleira Farm?

They were washing a body for the purification ritual.

Very respectfully.

Without malice.

The soldier came and arrested them.

There was no quarrel.

No hostility.

They just approached him and said:

"We come in peace! We come in peace!"

And they set it on fire.

This is our problem! Among us brothers!

No one else should meddle!

When we accepted the commandments, I thought we'd settle down.

We've done nothing else since...

but move from farm to farm.

With every rising sun, I never knew where we'd be at nightfall.

Always on the run, but I don't know from what.

- No one persecuted you, Dolor! - We are a persecuted people Manoel!

All this must be punishment from God.

Maybe we all carry an unknown hidden evil.

How else can we explain all this?

Certain things hide within us...

like dirt at the bottom of a well.

One day they break free!

I've thought hard about it, Dolor.

I can't find anything within me.

I've never lived without a woman, that's true.

But God knows that a man needs affection.

To help us in life.

I lost three wives during childbirth.

But I never mistreated them before the holy water.

The Christ of the priests didn't like that either.

I did not put sinful children into the world, as Joaquim says.

I married at church. According to the book.

It's different now.

Artuliana is temptation for a man.

What is it Dolor?

Forgive me! Forgive me, Lord!

- My sin! - You never hurt anyone, Dolor.

- My sin! Forgive me! Forgive me, Lord! - Dolor!

Forgive me, everyone!

- Forgive me. - Dolor!

Good Lord!

Let this night end soon.

Should I carry any guilt, help me to expel it.

Skylight water!

Free us from malice and wickedness!

Free us from damnation.

Just like the Holy Word.

In this day, as one of us...

...and every day.

Those who bathe shall earn the grace of purification.

Galileo of light!

Nazarene of the clouds!

Lord, send the water to wash our souls.

The impure spirit.

The anxiety.

The anger.

And lust.

Holy water of the mountain!

Clean our body and soul!

Let us pray for our absent brothers.

Who have not received the bath of purification.

So our Lord may open the window to their hearts.

And the door of His mercy.

Forgiving all their sins.

In the baptism of regeneration.

So that we may all rise.

On the star-lit path to paradise.

Embodied in Jesus Christ.

Our Lord.

Praised is the Lord on high!

Galileo of light! Nazarene of the clouds!

Galileo of light!

Conceição!

Durvalina!

My sin!

Germana! My sin!

- My sin! - Begone!

Begone all filth from the world!

We are now clean and prepared!

All marriages are undone.

There are no longer men...

nor women in the world.

The Holy Spirit has spoken!

We must end the child of sin.

We must free ourselves!

The book says that to reach paradise...

not only the soul must be ready.

Any evil weighs more than a tree trunk!

And prevents us from rising.

Everyone must change their names!

And the Devil won't know who Christ is.

Nor God's envoys!

Praise! Praise!

Praise the Lord!

Praise! Praise!

Praise the Lord!

I am a man like you.

I am serving a sentence.

I walk across the land, unearthing all corners.

Herding the forgotten ones.

My brothers...

Christians on other farms have heard of this miraculous night.

They're here for protection.

The Holy Spirit said that whoever strikes us...

also strikes God's wombs.

For Christ dwells in our body.

God and Mary ordered that my body should not be bound.

Nor tempted by the Devil.

To protect the farmland Christ who shall guide you.

I am guarded by forty-seven angels.

Seven guardians from stones, and seven guardians from iron.

The threats to Noah are over.

We must pray profusely.

All night long!

To reveal the demon upon which our Lord Jesus Christ...

shall breathe upon and destroy him...

through the manifestation of His coming.

Only then, when the day dawns...

all of us together, pure and without sin...

may rise with me.

- Praise the Lord! - Praise the Lord!

Our body.

Our mind.

Is now clean and ready.

Artuliana! Artuliana!

Go away! Leave me alone!

Save my son.

You want me to save Joaquim?

I need your forgiveness to prevent greater evil.

I want Joaquim to burn in hell!

My sin is responsible for everyone's suffering.

Joaquim should have killed me. Now he'll pay!

Believe me, Artuliana. It's my sin.

What sin, Dolor?

Forgive me.

Forgive my son.

Reveal your sin if you want forgiveness.

I was fifteen when I first put a child in this world.

Joaquim was the last.

He came from the northern hinterlands.

Who?

A man.

We wanted to marry, Artuliana! You must believe me!

But he didn't have any documents.

Didn't even know where he was born.

We were never blessed by holy water.

With so many children, we believed we were married.

That was never a sin!

Everyone lives together when they don't have documents.

It must be a sin.

Because that's when things went wrong.

He died later during a logging for a coffee plantation.

And I never settled again.

I had eight children.

Seven died still young. I don't know how.

One by one they were left behind at each new farm.

Joaquim is the last one.

Say you forgive!

How can I forgive?

He was my son! I don't believe he was the devil.

I know he wasn't.

All I want is forgiveness for Joaquim.

For him to continue his wicked ways?

Wicked or not, he's my son!

Take him away!

I can't leave with your resentment.

Without forgiveness we only spread suffering.

I forgive you...

and Joaquim.

I don't believe I'll ever settle down.

Leave now! Before it's too late.

We'll leave at dawn.

The gates to heaven shall open.

And the beloved children of sorrow...

shall rise like white doves.

I only forgave so you could take Joaquim away.

I’ll have to convince him.

Tell him your sin.

- Then he'll leave. - No!

If you don't take Joaquim away, I'll tell him myself!

Don't say anything! I'll take him!

I'll take him away.

In Jordan of Galilee

We must keep praying through the night.

Praise the Lord!

Praised! Forever praised!

- Did you see? - A miracle.

Joaquim spat on my mouth and my thirst was gone.

The pain in my leg is gone too.

Joaquim told us to pray!

Why would the son of God return to earth and suffer?

He won't suffer.

We'll change our names and the Devil won't find Christ.

- Right. - Nor Christ's envoys.

- Joaquim must know who he is! - Who?

The son of sin that will be destroyed to set us free!

The Holy Spirit said we must kill him, whoever he is.

Joaquim told us to pray!

Where's the candy?

On the shelf.

I'll get it. Keep an eye out.

No!

Someone has to keep watch.

I won't stay here alone.

They're praying.

- I'm scared. - We'll go together!

- They beat him to death! - Who?

- Everyone. - The children will die.

He said they're demonic.

He sees the Devil everywhere.

The Devil?

Joaquim ordered to strike the children. They're hiding in the woods.

Bunch of wackos!

Feliciano! Run to the store and tell the sheriff to send the soldiers!

No! Not the soldiers!

Burn the houses and plant grass in the fields!

Tell the settlers I want everyone here!

- I'm thirsty! - We'll grab a bucket of water.

Joaquim!

Call the others and let's leave! Mr. Onofre is waiting at Tabocal.

We're leaving forever, mother.

In paradise everyone lives like angels.

The same will happen on earth once the Devil is gone.

Like Adam and Eve before sin.

The earth was so beautiful! Everything so pure.

The sky.

Men and women did not need children...

What are you talking about?

Sin! Don't you know?

- It torments the world! Stains our lives! - The priest from the capital will help us!

- Come! For your love of me! - No!

You know damnation has followed us to every farm.

What's the use of leaving?

Everything is damnation when we don't live righteously.

If you marry and have children everything will get better.

- Only you are pure. - Don't be so sure!

If not, then everything's wrong.

Meaningless.

God made me like this to save my brothers.

How?

With no propensity for evil.

How beautiful mother, if everything could be like this.

Only you in the world.

I'm your mother! I'm talking about a companion for you.

- You are my companion. - A mother is not a wife.

No woman would be like you, mother.

Why marry?

A man needs care other than his mother.

I'd only marry a woman like yourself.

But there's no match in the world.

How am I to blame?

I'm old and ugly, my son.

Prettier than the Lady of Heaven.

What happened to you? Why all this aversion to women?

There's no aversion.

Christ had no purpose for women, and he's God.

I'm pure as Him.

- Have you ever felt affection for a woman? - I like you! What for?

A mother is one thing. A wife is another!

We help each other, mother. Don't I do everything for you?

I don't want it to be for me, but for your family!

We're all one big family now.

- That's different! - Mother!

We've been expelled from the farms, wandering the roads...

but always together. Don't you help me at the farm?

Don't I help you with the chores?

Don't we warm our bodies in the cold nights?

There's no room for anyone else in our home.

We'll rise together to paradise, mother.

The damnation that has tormented us may be hiding in my body.

I know there's hidden sin, but not within you.

My eyes can see all bodies.

Joaquim!

Look at my body.

What do you see?

There must be a mark.

Behold the Lady of Heaven. Do she have a mark?

No.

That's how I see you.

Look at my breasts...

Mothers are like that.

It's because I had...

Me too...

The suffering will end soon.

You'll no longer live on the roads.

Your son will make sure of it.

Sin does not dwell in people like us.

Good Lord!

I saw the Devil running in the woods.

He came from behind that springlet.

Be damned! Be damned!

Mother!

It ran like lightning, Joaquim!

- It was with Jovina! - Who?

The devilish thing! I saw it!

It was Eva! Eva was with me.

That's not Jovina's voice!

It's me! I'm Jovina, mother!

He'll take any shape to prevent our ascent.

The Devil knows how to hide!

Artuliana!

Mother...

Germana, it's your daughter. She came from your body, you fed her!

I know it's not the Devil.

Dolor!

Germana, when the sun rises, we'll meet in paradise.

Except the demonic sinners.

Do you wish to leave your daughter here?

There is no hunger or thirst in God's Kingdom.

Mother! For the love of God, leave!

Don't increase my guilt, son.

Go Jovina, run!

Mother!

It was Eva with me, mother!

I was scared, mother!

- No! Not that! - The price of salvation, Germana.

Christ was saved by the blood of children at the hands of Herod.

Just like ourselves.

We'll go away! I don't want to ascend! Let us go!

- The damned thing is in you! - No! It's me.

It's Satan taking over, he wants to escape.

Mary was carried to heaven, with eyes full of joy.

Look at Satan reciting the book.

The fiend is trying to write!

Germana can't read or write.

I wanted to be next to you, mother.

The Devil must die!

Stop in the name of the Lord!

It's my sin! My sin!

Forgive me! Forgive me, Lord!

Get up, mother!

- You're pure! You carry no sin. - I do, my son!

Forgive me, everyone!

Conceição!

No!

Don't let them, Germana!

Blessed is the man who stands divine ordeal.

For once approved, he shall receive the crown of life...

granted to those who suffer and love God.

My sin.

My sin.

My daughter is dead.

She's free.

Dolor...

My name is Jeremias.

Those who call me Germana shall be destroyed.

I no longer belong to this earth.

The devil cannot make me suffer.

He's taken all that was mine.

The trees...

are full of angels!

Like white birds!

On the trees.

On the rooftops.

White bird that came from the sky!

Come and take us!

I am no longer Conceição.

I am Gabriel!

Gabriel of the white feathers.

I am no longer Germana.

She was black, I am white.

She wasn't my daughter.

I never had a child.

Conceição felt hunger, cold, fear.

Her body wasn't covered by the feathers from the sky.

These hands...

These hands belong to Conceição, not me.

Let us uproot everything from this world.

The names that disguised the envoys of God must end.

- Reveal! - Tiago.

- Reveal! - Marcos.

- Reveal your true name. - Ester.

Daniel. My name is Daniel.

My name is Marta.

I am Shem!

Saul!

Sara.

Judite.

Simão. My name is Simão.

Raquel.

Samuel.

- How are you brother? - My name is Ruth.

Miriam.

Paulo.

João Batista.

Gabriel. Gabriel of the white angels.

Reveal.

Reveal, sister.

Jeremias.

- Good evening. - Good evening, sister.

How are you, brother?

- Good evening, sister. - Good evening.

How are you, brother?

Good evening, brother.

- Good evening, brother. - How are you, brother?

Walk down the star-lit path, pure child of God.

We welcome you!

We're a single brotherhood now.

Your friends from the book that stayed in the world.

The men and women who believe in your words.

- The humble and their kingdom. - Who weep far from your land.

- Hungry and thirsty for your promises. - The pure at heart!

God, rid us of our wandering!

Rid us of our wandering!

God in the sky! Here is your family.

And there is Mary.

Pure Mary.

Lady of Heaven, walking on earth.

I shall make all the pain go away.

Your eyes will no longer be water wells.

Nor your hands carry wounds.

Mother, here is your son.

Come! Let's go!

You're my companion.

I know who has hidden sins.

Joaquim or Dolor must die to end our suffering.

Come! Come ask forgiveness.

- Everyone, kneel before Maria. - Dolor!

My name is Dolor! You hear me?

- I don't want another name. - The cursed names are gone, mother!

Woman dressed with the sun! The moon under her feet.

On her head a crown with all the stars.

Expelled from every farm.

Lost in the roads of the world.

You are the only one without sin, mother

Purest queen of the farms.

Mother of God's family.

Artuliana! Kneel before the pure woman.

- Dolor is no purer than myself! - Kneel before Maria!

- If my son was a demon, so are you. - Artuliana!

Dolor laid in a field, like me.

From that sin came you and seven children.

Mother!

Tell him, Dolor!

Tell him about his father.

Her body is clean like the Lady of heaven.

If such a lady exists, she was a woman like me.

She suffered in bed like Dolor and myself.

Our Lady is not the Lady of the priests.

Your father died under a tree in a coffee plantation.

- A child is the art of damnation. - A child such as yourself, surely.

A sin my mother never committed.

A sin that brought life to this world.

If I'm lying, why won't Dolor speak up?

Go on! Ask her!

Speak!

Tell him, Dolor!

She can't speak because she has sinned like everyone else.

The three wise men have arrived.

They come from the East to wake those who sleep in the night.

In heaven, Christ in the manger with the annunciation.

In the world, the woman digs the earth with her hands.

Her name is Mary of Purity.

Dolor! Your name is Dolor!

Dolor in my earthly documents.

Maria in the torment of the farm.

In the cold shacks. Without any possessions.

No man has touched her body.

She suffered and worked.

Until one day a woman, pale as the moon...

Gave you to me on the farm and said:

He shall be your companion:

husband, father, brother, son...

your family.

He shall make you forget all injustices.

Endure it all.

He will be persecuted. You must defend him.

That’s why we never stopped at any farm too long.

Every time I moved, it was as if another son had died.

You lived with a man! You never married because you didn't have documents.

I am not a woman of the world. A woman of the world has everything.

House, machines, flowers.

I'm clean.

I lied to hide my son from the Devil.

He was not born from my body.

He was born during a bountiful harvest.

That's why he never married.

There's no sin.

He never worked the farm.

The heavenly people do not share the desires of men.

His strength is not in his arms...

but in his righteous words of the book.

Behold the son of God.

I believe you're Christ roaming among us.

- It's true. - We believe you're Christ.

The Christ of the farm.

We believe you're Christ! We believe!

I'm here to save you.

I'll lead you all to the land of paradise.

Forgive first, my son.

Artuliana...

You are now a woman free of damnation.

I was never damned!

I like Manoel, that's all.

When the day dawns, Manoel, we'll be free.

You're aware of our suffering.

You know our hearts have been divided in the world.

Let's go away! I'll make you forget all evils.

I'll work for ten children!

We're going someplace where no one is abandoned.

Or left astray.

Where the farms are clean.

Always clean.

Where food comes from God's harvest.

With bountiful land. And the cold does not invade our body.

Where God's sun shines bright...

and warms us all.

Come, Manoel!

This wickedness emerged during the week of penance.

It blinded our bodies.

This cursed belief is a stain on us all.

Turning everything into a sin.

This coward has no idea what it means to have a son or a wife.

But you do, Manoel.

When they were beating, I thought about your hands on my body.

It gave me will to live.

I never forgot your eyes as the sky lay above me.

You must rid yourself of such evils, Artuliana.

Everyone else did.

Tell your lies, Dolor. Then this madness will end.

You slept with a man! Tell them!

Tell them about Joaquim's father!

If desire is the Devil...

then he lives in my body.

If wanting your children means damnation...

I don't want to live without him.

Tell them to kill me.

I don't want to live in paradise.

No!

Let them go, son.

They're people of the world and love each other.

Nothing to do with paradise.

Leave, Manoel!

You may go.

I married three times and always had my senses.

I have children scattered in every farm.

- A child is not a sin. - They help with the work.

Only the chosen ones are deprived of such joy.

Father!

Father! Father!

Father, we have to go! The manager sent for the police!

The police?

To expel everyone and plant grass in the fields!

They'll burn our houses and shoot everyone.

They have no power. Our bodies are sacred.

Bullets can't harm us.

They said you're all crazy.

They're going to set fire to the church of the priests.

They're scared and want to harm us.

Let's go Manoel! Move!

We have to do something.

This is our land!

We dampened it with the sweat from our bodies.

We buried our family under it.

We can't just hand it over.

We have our arms.

These have been our worth.

They must be good for fighting.

At each new dawn, Dolor had no idea where she'd be at nightfall.

Without an inch of land on which to plant.

Living in houses best suited for harboring the cold and rain.

Wounding her hands in the ranch.

Barely any food. Moving from farm to farm.

From her birth until her death.

- Such has lived Dolor and us all. - No! Leave!

Take everyone who wishes to leave. Go! Follow Manoel.

Go! While there's still time!

- No, Dolor! - Father, we must go!

I was born here.

I've worked my entire life.

Like a mule.

And now all I have is my body.

We'll fight.

Geraldo! Gather everyone!

We'll soon be free!

Christ in His majesty, surrounded by angels, shall take us!

The thirteen rays of sun will shine the path!

Bullets can't harm the holy people.

My son...

Poverty and misery will vanish from the world.

I promise.

We must prepare ourselves...

for we are about to leave.

They're coming.

Let's run away, son. Before the police arrive.

- Come! - Be calm, mother.

They can't do anything now.

Yes they can, Joaquim.

Mother...

Do you have doubts?

About what, son?

- That I am Christ? - That's not it.

You called me Joaquim.

I meant to say...

Christ.

Christ does not run away, mother.

They also killed Christ.

The other Christ died in the cross. He did not run away.

Nor will you run.

Who will lead our brothers?

Only you, son.

Come.

We should change our clothes.

Why, mother?

To arrive properly dressed.

In heaven.

Father! If you don't convince them to leave, they'll die.

Manoel.

What do you want?

Won't they burn down the houses?

Plant grass on the fields?

Evict us like they did with the Christians at Gameleira Farm?

We're worthless against these damnations.

Against these landowners.

Barbed wire on all sides.

We suffer just to learn something.

This is where we belong.

Grab the tools!

The sickle, the ax, the hoe!

We'll wait!

The day is about to dawn, my son.

I know, mother.

My holy books, mother.

Dolor!

Save your son!

Convince them to run away!

Wherever we go, something always thwarts our lives, Ana.

Only the lives of those who don't work!

Ever since Joaquim arrived, our lives have been disrupted.

Christ! An excuse not to work!

- Christ also never worked a farm. - That was Christ!

He suffered as much as Christ. Mary was a woman like myself.

Don't blaspheme, Dolor!

To carry a cross all my life or die in one. It's all the same.

To see my son suffer in the thorns of the cross...

or see him suffer at the hands of meaningless evil.

- It makes no difference. - When did Mary ever look like this?

No one gave me anything, and they took everything from me.

Moving from farm to farm.

I put so many children in this world.

All I wanted was for them to have something to eat.

Eat...Eat!

I could feed them while my breasts had milk.

I harvested rice with children on my breasts.

I worked the fields with children on my breasts.

I buried children with children on my breasts.

It was all I left at the farms.

A child in each one!

But I left them under the ground, Ana.

And why is my father to blame?

My eyes and body have shed more water than the clouds in the sky.

I am...

I am Mary of Purity.

I never had time for sin.

Mary of the book lost one son on the cross.

I lost eight!

It is I who lived on the cross.

The Devil.

The Devil are those people you sent for.

And who will kill my son.

Dolor!

Everyone respects my father.

They'll let us leave.

Convince him!

- I'll take you and Joaquim! - What for?

He'd only suffer and inflict suffering upon others.

Until he discovers the demon that devours him.

So you also believe?

- That your son is carrying the demon? - We all have one, Ana.

Living like ourselves, we become prey to every demon.

You're a woman like me.

Our sole purpose is to bear children into this world, like the book says.

For this world to agonize and kill.

Why go to another farm? What for, Ana?

For my children to wander the roads like stray dogs?

Where no suffering ever grants us our own land.

All we do is plant crosses on other people's lands.

My son may be a demon, but through no fault of our own.

But for the sin of the world.

The worst demon is the evil they dealt on our lives.

Joaquim believes he is Christ. May he die believing.

No one can steal that joy from him.

Marcos! Jeremias! Judite!

Quickly! Let's go!

Look!

- The clouds are spreading. - The angels will gather!

Star-lit path!

The path sent by our Heavenly Father.

- What's in that box? - My belongings.

Throw it away. That is dirt from the world.

Throw it all away.

In the heavenly city of Canaan, no one needs such nonsense.

You'll need none of that in paradise.

I'm going to Heaven today, and I'm all dirty.

Hold this, mother.

Gather around me, everyone.

The Holy Spirit taught only to me.

Watch me, carefully.

Nobody has such lightness. This strength is not mine.

It is the strength of Christ. Christ within me.

Look at what the Holy Spirit taught me.

We must know how to flap our wings.

Light up!

The path.

The path of salvation.

Abandoned on earth...

Without light or warmth.

Without light, love...

nor union.

Here is your flock.

In search of your heart.

Light up the path!

The path of salvation.

Here is your flock.

In search of your hands.

Abandoned on earth.

Without light or warmth.

Here is your flock.

In search of your love.

On this land...

Shoot us!

- Bunch of demons! - The mother of Christ!

God's family!

You'll kill Christ himself!

Shoot! Shoot our unbreakable bodies!

Callused from so much suffering in life.

Light up...

The path.

The path of salvation.

Here is your flock.

In search of your hands.

Abandoned on earth...

Without light or warmth.

Here is your flock.

In search of your love.

In this land without light...

without love or union.

Light up

Artuliana!

Don't shoot!

Don't shoot!

We come in peace.

Light up! Light up!

The path of salvation

Light up! Light up!

Light up the path...

of our salvation.

Light up! Light up!

Our Lord, light up!

The path of salvation

Light up! Light up!

The path of salvation.

Light up! Light up!

Light up the path...

of our salvation.

Light up! Light up!

The path of salvation.

Light up! Light up!

Light up the path.

Light up!

Light up, our Lord!

Light up the path.

Light up the path...

of salvation.

Light up! Light up!

Light up!

Light up!

Light up! Light up the path!

The path of salvation.

Light up! Light up!

Light up! Light up!

Light up the path!

The path of salvation.

The End.