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You're going towards God.

Kids...

Confirmation is your spiritual battle.

You are now soldiers of Christ.

You all look like mummies!

Come on. Come forward.

Stop. The formula.

Holy Ghost, I entrust myself to you.

Eli, Eli...

- Eli, Eli lema sabachthani.

- Good girl!

- What's it mean?

- They're God's words, Marta.

- But what do they mean?

- It's not the time.

Sara, continue!

I entrust myself to you like water

flowing from the font of the sea.

Free me of every sin.

Forgive me and give me...

Energy, Sara!

Think...

of Rambo.

Do you know him?

Come on!

Continue.

A cat!

Flavia, a cat got in.

Children, catch it.

Natale!

Good, Marta! Catch it.

Like that.

No, kids...

Miss Marta Ventura, come with me.

The formula.

Holy Ghost,

in times of trouble I seek you.

Give me the fear of God...

Do you believe

in God the Father, Almighty,

Maker of heaven and earth,

of all things visible and invisible?

I so believe.

Do you believe in the Holy Ghost,

which is the Lord and gives life,

the Holy Catholic Church,

the communion of saints,

the forgiveness of sins,

the resurrection of the body

and the life everlasting?

I so believe!

This is our faith,

the faith of our church,

and we glory to profess it

in Jesus Christ our Lord.

Amen.

At this point, the Bishop

will mark you with a cross

and give you a symbolic slap,

like this!

When I'm big, I want to be a saint,

so they'll all give me gifts.

Want a gift?

I'll give you my hair.

Cut it.

- I don't know how.

- Try.

Cut it.

Then you can attach it to yours.

I can't do it.

Here.

- How do I attach it?

- You got your dress dirty!

Where did you... get this?

I don't want to see.

What did you do?

Show-off.

- Let's go to the hairdresser's.

- No, she stays like that.

- She wants to be noticed.

- Come on, both of you.

Debby, let's go!

Maybe I'd better not take Confirmation.

Don't add more problems, Marta. Please.

Sit up.

You were right to cut it.

It'll grow out stronger.

After Confirmation,

we'll go to the beach.

Beautiful!

Like a bride.

Your hair too...

Is it a custom in your country?

The big day is here.

Everything has to be perfect.

You, go hang this in the hall.

You, take care of the tables.

You, spread the rug

and take care of the stage.

You, go to the storage room

and get the decorations.

Under the red veil?

No, maybe under there.

Move things!

What did you find?

Oh, yuck!

- What should we do with them?

- Let's take them home.

No way!

We should drown them!

My grandpa put them

in bags and boiled them.

We'll boil you, not the cats!

Put them down.

You'll hurt them

What's going on?

Don't touch them!

They carry disease.

- What disease?

- All sorts...

All of you, leave!

You too. Don't touch them.

Come out of here!

Gennaro, get me Ignazio!

What are you doing here?

This goes nowhere.

Marta!

Marta, isn't that right?

Is everything all right?

What are you doing here?

You should be getting ready!

How did you get here?

I walked.

Santa? No one...

Her mother's cell number?

I understand. All right.

- Get in the car.

- No, thanks. I'll go on alone.

- Get in the car.

- I was going home.

No one's there.

Can you tell me what you were doing?

Taking a walk.

On the highway?

Anyway, I really need a hand.

- Where are we going?

- To a village close by.

The village I was born in.

We're going to get the crucifix.

We're on a mission.

Wait for me in the car.

Your participation demonstrates

faith in our community.

Long live Father Mario!

Let's start over.

Music!

For the signatures, over here.

- They're just a handful.

- There's a flu going around.

Do you understand me when I talk?

If I tell you to wait in the car,

there's a reason!

Hello?

Yes, she's with me.

What should I have done?

Go looking?

Yes, I know...

I won't get tired.

Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani.

- Like to eat something?

- No, thanks.

I thought there would

be more people here.

I'm just here for

the signatures.

Sure.

A sweet for the little girl?

- A nice bass?

- Fifteen minutes, not more.

Get it ready!

Madame Angela...

I don't want to disturb you,

but I'd like a favor.

Pray for my sister.

She has a disease that won't go away.

I'm praying so hard.

- layout could pray for her too...

- Of course.

This is her picture.

Her name's Caterina.

- Mom?

- Just a minute

Give her a kiss.

I'll pray for your sister

Excuse her. That's how she is,

but she's a great cook.

I know.

- You're not eating?

- I don't eat fish.

Too bad.

You know how much calcium it has?

No, stay right here.

How did you get dirty?

Miss?

Occupied.

Is everything all right?

Take this.

It's the first time, huh?

It's a nice thing,

even though it seems bad.

I need the bathroom.

Go where you want.

There's not a soul here.

I'll wait for you in the church.

What are you doing?

I didn't recognize you.

I don't see very well.

I'm taking it away,

to warmth and safety.

Anyway, by now this place...

See how you let it get ruined?

Hello?

- How are you?

- Fine.

- Wait. Where are you going?

- I'm late. I need to call.

Are you a priest?

Yes.

- You study like priests do?

- Yes.

What does

"Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani" mean?

It's a cry.

It's Jesus crying out,

"My God, why have you forsaken me?"

- Why is he crying out?

- Because he's angry.

How do you imagine him?

Good.

Smiling?

Yes.

With blue eyes,

ready to hug you?

Yes.

Instead, he's angry, furious.

He's alone,

running from one place to another.

Everywhere they ask him

for healing, miracles,

and he runs to them all.

With ignorant disciples around him,

who don't understand a thing

and always ask him for explanations.

They don't have a bit of imagination.

And they're scandalized.

Read.

"When his family heard this,

they went out to restrain him,

for they said:

He is out of his mind. "

He's here.

- Who?

- The Bishop.

Now what do we do?

He shouldn't have waited till the

last minute to get that crucifix.

- He had other business.

- What do we do?

It makes us look like

a disorganized parish.

- I'd say...

- Let's start with the dance!

Girls, get ready.

Marta, let's go.

Come on.

Give me a hand.

- Hello.

- This is my mother.

Hello.

A pleasure. I'm Santa.

And Marta?

Didn't she tell you?

Father Mario chose her

for a very important thing.

They've gone together

to get the new crucifix.

When?

She didn't tell me anything.

I don't know. I'm sorry.

Please, have one.

Wouldn't you like to join us?

There is the dance of

the little virgins.

We've organized many nice things.

I'll go then. Duty calls.

May I ask a question?

Where exactly

will Father Mario be transferred?

Why this bizarre question?

Since there's a certain degree

of familiarity between us,

he told me he might be transferred

to a more famous parish.

Who are you?

Santa.

Yes, but who are you

to our Holy Mother Church?

What do you represent?

His Excellency

would like a handkerchief.

I'll see to it right away.

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