Daens Page #2

Father Daens to us.

The brother of that printer.

Let's hope he thinks differently.

It doesn't say a-e, but e, consul-e

The root always stays the same.

Carry on.

Again, carry on.

-Latin bores me, Father.

Don't recite it like a parrot,

without knowing what you say.

What is written there?

-Consul.

Do you know what that is

-No.

Only women and children. Go away.

Let those children pass.

Out, Scholliers, no work for you.

-Because you say so?

Too old. Try to work in Germany

Let my dad in.

What's your name?

-Nette.

Take his place at the spinner.

-I work in the laundry

Shut up!

Here.

Don't work on bare feet.

No work, Andre!

Scottish system, you're off.

I'm going to work.

Or do your machines work alone?

You cost too much.

-Too much?

Must we pay to work here now,

according to your Scottish system?

I don't speak Flemish,

but I know what you write.

I received countless letters.

I cite :
-

Daily children die

at the gates of the factories.

If I didn't know better...

...I would think this is written

by a socialist.

But it's true.

Too many children die.

You only stir up commotion.

Don't forget your catholic subscribers.

As leader of the Catholic Party...

...I won't let you smear the

pillars of our society.

I assure you...

May I introduce my brother Adolf to you?

This is our chairman.

-Pleasure.

You've arrived at the right moment.

I just warned your brother

about the context of his article.

As a priest why don't you try

to reason him.

That would be difficult.

-And why so?

Because I wrote the article

myself.

Decent of you to protect him....

But your cassock makes me

disbelieve you

I hope your conceptions

do right to your costume.

That goes without saying.

But some of your ideas don't

match your clothing.

If you want to keep your soutane,

don't start again.

You're crazy!

Talking to him like that....

What'll we do now?

-We? You just carry on....

...with another article.

Come. Take these two to the six and

from now on take the five as well.

Sort it out among you.

You lot, get to your machines!

To your machines!

Hang your coat there.

Watch out.

Wait till the machine is stationery.

Tie up your hair.

It's dangerous like that.

Keep your hands off me.

-Don't be afraid

I'm not as bad as they say

-Leave me alone

If he touches you once more,

I'll beat him up.

I'll smash his face.

I'll beat Borremans as well.

You don't believe me, do you?

You'll see...

Show Ponnet in!

Monseigneur

-Is what Daens writes true? Or not?

Depends on the point of view

the facts are considered from.

I'm a priest, a shepherd.

-That's not what I asked.

Nobody can deny that poverty

reigns in Aalst, Monseigneur,

just like in many other cities,

but we do our best to help.

Did....Daens ever show you

his sermons?

No. I'm not good enough!

Sometimes he doesn't even

bother to speak to me.

I try to behave like a Christian,

but my feelings do not

really matter here.

You can have it for a week.

You can kiss it at your leisure.

Wear your helmet, because

a bad blow is easily given.

So, Catalina comes in

and you speak to him directly

an remember :

you only have one hour

to save your life.

Borremans, come out,

I'll hit you!

Come out, if you dare!

-Get him, Titus!

Don't!

Stop that dog! - Titus!

Titus!.....Heel!

Leave me alone.

-I want to help you.

Priests are for the rich.

Father, what is going on?

Father, come...your wounds

need treating.

No need to clean up St. Ursula.

No celebration for her this year.

And neither for us. No mass.

No party.

Leave them alone, dad.

Come on, go home, dad.

But father, you are hurt!

You scare people

-Guess so.

But this needs to be tended to.

What's your name?

-Nette, Nette Scholliers.

Come.

We have nothing as it is.

-Mama , this is father...

...Daens.

Good morning, Madame, Monsieur.

Sorry to bother.

I bumped into something.

Sit down, Father. Nette...

Take a clean towel.

Welcome, Father.

Kids, look here!

A real priest in the house.

Frans! Forgive him, Father.

He was fired at the factory.

Louis...Wannes

-No need to wake them.

If they don't seen you

they won't believe you were here.

Come on, Wannes, open your eyes!

Open your eyes Louis!

Doesn't matter. They have to go

to work anyway. On the night-shift.

They never go to school?

The two youngest do, sometimes.

The others work

-Good workers.

All of them. And our Louis....

Louis....

He's a porter at the town hall.

Close your eyes, Father.

Louis, get up, the priest is here.

Let him, he's drunk.

Nette! - Louis is a Buck.

At night the beat up the reds.

Shut up. The Bucks are bastards.

What is going on here?

Someone needs a beating?

If you want to, do like the priest

and beat up your friend Schmitt.

He can't keep his claws to himself.

- Nette, don't discuss this now.

But ma! -Schmitt is boss.

That doesn't mean he can touch me!

No more of this.

Schmitt is not the only one, eh?

-Louis!

-Say that again if you dare.

Let's pray first.

In the name of the Father and the

In the name of the Father and the

son and the Holy Ghost. Amen.

Lord bless us and this meal.

In the name of the Father and the

son and the Holy Ghost. Amen.

A potato, Father?

Or a cup of coffee?

-Thanks - They're Polders.

Nora is a good cook. Enjoy yourself.

Now that you're here, Father,

may I ask you something?

What would you do?

For 30 years you work for a director

through thick and thin.

Shut up!

All these years, you walk in his beautiful procession,

his procession for St. Ursula.

And then, suddenly, he says:

"Get out!"

What would you do, Father?

You'd still go to his procession?

Not me!

No, Father, not me.

Provided his sermon is decent

and deals with higher ideas,

nothing actually opposes a priest

to share with a large audience.

But Father Daens' sermon

is of shocking triviality.

and I regret to say, is revealing

a shameful demagogy.

Quite right, Mr Woeste,

quite right.

But after all, this subject is only

inspired on Rerum Novarum

...and on paternal preoccupations of his holiness

Leon XIII, for the condition of the workers.

This encyclical doesn't mention the stirring of

the workers against those who feed them!

Now, Daens has created such suspicion

that the government considers to

send an investigation committee to Aalst.

What a triumph for our enemies!

-On the contrary, Mr Woeste.

If, as you say,

we are talking about slander

an inquest will prove

that Father Daens is wrong.

A word from you would suffice,

to reduce him to silence.

Father Daens is careless,

Mr Woeste,

But...he has a brilliant mind,

and in that case, I'm not sure

that a remonstration is enough.

Monseigneur, you have other means than a

mere remonstration to ensure his obedience.

When a priest uses his cloth to spread

hostilities, it can be taken away.

Mr Woeste, I'm afraid that only the ecclesiastic

authorities are capable to judge this.

Of course, Monseigneur.

But you must understand me.

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