Black Robe Page #2

Synopsis: In the 17th century a Jesuit priest and a young companion are escorted through the wilderness of Quebec by Algonquin Indians to find a distant mission in the dead of winter. The Jesuit experiences a spiritual journey while his young companion falls in love with the Algonquin chief's beautiful daughter underneath the imposing and magnificent mountains. Dread and death follows them upriver.
Director(s): Bruce Beresford
Production: Trimark
  10 wins & 13 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.1
Rotten Tomatoes:
92%
R
Year:
1991
101 min
2,009 Views


You want to be one of us?

What do you think now?

The Iroquois are not men.

They are animals.

They're the same as us

or Hurons.

If they showed pity, others

will say that they are weak.

Tomorrow...

do not cry out.

If we do cry out, "Will they stop?"

No, They would not stop.

But if you cry out when you die,

they will have your spirit.

When I die, Chomin,

I will go to Paradise.

Let me baptize you

so you will go there also.

Why would I go to your paradise?

Are my people there?

"My wife? My son? There's

only Black Robes there".

We go downstream to my people.

No, We go upstream

to the Huron mission.

You're so weak, The Iroquois

could easily catch you.

And they would not expect you

to travel away from your people.

You're not so stupid, Black Robe.

Lord, I beg you...

show your mercy

to these savage people...

who will never look upon Your face

in Paradise.

Tell me, Black Robe...

What does your dreams see now?

I'm too weary for dreams.

But you must.

If you do not... how do you see

the way that lies ahead?

I trust in God.

He will guide me...

all the way to Paradise.

You have not seen this paradise.

No man should welcome death.

This world is a cruel place...

but it has the sunlight.

I'm sorry that I should leave now.

Chomin, do you hear me?

My God loves you.

If you accept His love,

he will admit you to Paradise.

"I'll go with you, Father".

You must stay with her.

She has lost everything

because of us.

She needs you more than I do.

We will do what she ask.

What can we say to people who thinks

that dreams are the real world...

and this one is an illusion?

Perhaps they're right.

Good bye, Father Laforgue.

No Farewells,

not in this land

and no greetings, no names.

The forests speak.

The dead talk at night.

God bless you both.

Father?

Who are you?

I'm Father Laforgue.

How many are with you?

I am alone.

Some months ago

that fever struck this village.

The Indians thought that

we brought it to punish...

those who would not accept our faith.

Many died.

One man who lost his child

killed father Duval.

What are they all doing now?

Who knows

what the savages will do?

Who knows what they think?

Even after 20 years,

I still do not understand them.

They would probably torture

and kill us both.

But what about those converts?

We must have some influence.

Converts?

Perhaps, There are no converts.

Our only hope

is that... some believe...

that baptism will

cure their fever.

If they ask for baptism,

we must have a great

public ceremony at once.

Father Jerome...

Shouldn't we...?

I mean...

Should they not understand our faith...

before accepting it?

Understand?

But they are in danger of death...

and we are offering them

a place in Paradise.

Father death may be near.

Will you hear my confession?

If you will hear mine.

Bless me, Father,

for I have sinned.

Lord...

Why is Father Jerome

is with you in Heaven...

while Chomin lies

forever in utter darkness?

Help me.

Demon!

Why are you here?

I am not a Demon.

I take the place of Father Jrome.

- Is he dead?

- Yes.

How long will you stay?

All of my life.

If we take the

water sorcery...

We will not be sick?

Baptism does not cure you.

The other Black Robe said so.

He meant only that

we must ask the help of Jesus.

Perhaps, He will answer your prayers.

Many want to kill you,

Black Robe.

I know.

A Demon cannot feel pain.

Are you a Man?

Yes.

You must help us, Black Robe.

Do you love us?

- Yes

- Then, Baptize us.

Spare them.

Spare them, Oh Lord.

Subtitle by George M.

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