Bad Blood Page #2

- He's the master's grand-nephew.

- Even today she calls him master.

Dulce, what would you say to

going back to work at the house?

Now would be a good time too,

as the doctors have just arrived

and still must have

a lot to sort out.

Never mind, Mr Costa.

- Dulce doesn't know us...

- But she'll want to!

To go back to work at the house,

she needs the money.

Don't you, Dulce?

Of course you do.

It's not for you to tell me

to go to work...

I'm sorry, but nobody here

asked Mr Costa for a sermon...

He's only trying to sort out

everything at the same time!

Even so, I'd like to...

if you'd be interested.

Ricardo!

Ricardo! Can't you hear that?

Would you mind going upstairs

and check on your nephew?

His dummy must have fallen...

And check if he's well covered up!

That Mr Costa is a character!

Yes. But he's kind.

- You never explained to me...

- Good morning.

Is he the president

of the parish council?

I don't think so.

At least, not officially.

And that woman, Dulce,

what did you think of her?

I don't know, we need

someone to work in the house.

Good afternoon.

You must be Dr Monteiro,

and you, his wife...

Helena Monteiro,

very pleased to meet you.

And you would be

the famous Father Cruz.

Famous?

I'd say anything but famous...

But we've already

heard a lot about you.

You must have heard that I'm

too young, very inexperienced...

More or less.

I bet you know the sermon by heart.

They're good people...

But they're timid,

they don't much like anything new.

- Which we happen to be...

- No, no...

Even me!

People think a priest

should be an older man.

A paternal figure...

The saviour of souls

should be mature.

A father, if you like,

who can be turned

to with the most trivial worries...

And are there many souls

to save out there, Father?

You have no idea.

Mum?

Mum?

Doesn't Ricardo seem strange to you?

Strange?

Very tense...

very absent...

Do you think he's worried

about the school starting soon?

None of us died of going

to an official school, did we?

No, but neither did any of us

change our habits

or childhood friends so much.

Give him time.

People get used to anything.

And it's not exactly a tragedy,

let's keep things in proportion.

People get used to anything...

You know better than anyone,

don't you?

Yes, dad, don't you doubt it.

But haven't you noticed

that it's not just you

who's had to adjust to my life?

Have you noticed that I've had

to adjust to your life too?

Is the baby asleep?

Almost.

I'm going to bed too.

You can be so irritating!

I'm not talking to a child.

I'm talking to a woman.

She's old enough to understand that

she won't get away with being rude!

Are you aware that you're talking

about your daughter?

Don't you realize that the rude one

sometimes is you?

You haven't had

a decent talk with her

since she appeared pregnant!

Don't you think she feels

lonely enough already?

I just think, Xavier...

If you ask us all

to make an effort,

don't forget

to do it yourself as well.

Do you think

I should talk to Ricardo?

He's gone back to asking me

to leave the light on at night...

He was doing so well in Lisbon!

I'm going to talk to Rui,

he hasn't called for days...

It's here.

I'm almost certain it's here.

- Right, what's the verdict?

- We'll stop here.

I'm a bit tired

of getting beaten up...

Oh Professor!

That was really easy!

It was like a motorway

compared to the other tracks!

Of course...

I'm not used to these things,

I'm a woose from the city.

- What's so funny?

- A woose?!

I've never heard that one,

that's a good one!

- What if we rest for a while?

- And drink a little something...

Professor...

This is a good place

for that crowd from Fundao.

- What crowd from Fundao?

- Don't you know?

They got thousands of quid

from the EC to plant a shrub.

- An asphodel.

- What's an asphodel?

Well, Doctor...

Asphodelus Bento Rainhae,

the famous asphodel

of the Gardunha Mountains

known for its therapeutic qualities.

That goes straight

into the soup-pot here!

A broth,

to build up your strength...

and ward off evil spirits...

There are lots of stories out there,

aren't there?

It must be strange for you,

always hearing weird stuff.

I rarely hear anyone

saying anything at all,

and all the while people seem

to live shut up in their own world

and we're not included.

That's because you're a professor,

Professor.

So?

You've dedicated

your whole life to biology,

you think like a man of science.

Just like you.

And don't think I don't feel

confused at times.

The first story I ever heard

was the one about the nuns.

- Remember, Antnio?

- Yes, yes.

- What was wrong with them?

- Nothing.

To me, it's straightforward.

But imagine a bishop and other church

big-shots going into a convent patio

and seeing all the nuns going crazy.

They looked mad...

crying out, moaning...

I'm not sure if you get my drift.

Young women, without men...

But that's only what I say...

Do you want to know what the people

of the village say about the scandal?

It's the work of the Devil...

Seems like the Devil

has broad shoulders here.

I can see anyone coming

from Lisbon to this hole

finding it a bit strange.

Lus is talking here,

but he's from here.

He knows very well

some things aren't so clear-cut.

Folklore, Antnio!

Legends told to infants

to send them to sleep early!

But tell me another one...

Tell him the one about them catching

the witches, that's a great one.

You're laughing, Professor?

- They hunted down many like that...

- Go on, go on, I don't know it...

This is a very old one.

Witches weren't like demons that

rode on brooms and all that stuff.

Witches were women

from the village...

who, for unknown reasons,

took to the path of evil.

And do you know how they realized

they could catch them?

Listen to this, this is great.

At the end of the mass,

the priest asks the faithful

to go in the peace of God

and closes the Holy Book.

Then, people began to realize...

that if by chance the priest

forgot to close the Holy Book...

...the witches never stood up.

So, you're here?

First of all, Father Cruz,

I apologize,

I don't know how

to behave in a church.

I don't understand...

I always forget to bless myself

when I come in, and things like that

and afterwards I think

it's a lack of respect.

A person who worries about that

never lacks respect for God.

- In that case, am I absolved?

- Completely.

Now I feel at ease to invite you

to have lunch with us

one of these days.

You're the only person in the village

I feel like socializing with

and getting to know a little better.

There's no shortage

of good people here, Doctor...

Please, don't embarrass me again,

you know very well what I mean.

So... tomorrow then?

And why not?

How do you manage

to convince them

that one thing is faith and another

is superstition?

I always remember them

that faith is heard in the heart

and that faith

is enough to combat fear.

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