For Greater Glory: The True Story of Cristiada Page #7

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Est Dios y slo mi corazn

[ thunder rumbling ]

Just say the words.

You can go home.

I love you.

[ thunder crashes ]

Viva Cristo Rey.

[ stabs ]

[ gasping ]

I'm going home.

[ gunshot ]

[ woman crying ]

[ Gorostieta sniffles ]

[ crying out ]

[ insects chirping ]

GOROSTIETA:

Why couldn't I save him?

You tried.

What kind of God

would allow that to happen?

God allows us

the freedom to choose.

Some choose to be evil.

But God can take even

the most horrific events

and use them for good.

Like the cross.

Maybe Jose wasn't supposed to be saved.

How could you even say that?

He--He was just a little boy.

He had a whole life in front of him.

Even as a boy...

he was a martyr.

We never know what God has in mind.

What God has in mind?

What does He have in mind?

That Rome should turn its back on us...

and all the people that have

given their lives for Him?

That's what He has in mind?

Who are you gonna obey?

Rome or me?

I am a priest first, mi comandante.

You can still be a priest,

after everything you've done?

I will always be a priest.

And I will pray every day...

for our merciful God to forgive me.

What about me?

Will you pray for me?

Will you pray for what I've done?

Better pray hard.

Check.

I resign. I'm tired.

I miss my wife Tulita and the girls.

This young man died for us!

Viva Cristo Rey.

[ panting ]

Vega! [ snaps fingers ]

How many?

I don't know.

[ whistles ]

[ clicks tongue ]

I want to confess.

- Now?

- Now.

We need to make a run for the horses,

get to a safe position.

Let's go around the back.

Are you a priest first, or aren't you?

Didn't you say not to worry about

those who can kill the body,

but those who can kill the soul?

It was something like that.

So... you were listening.

Ego te absolvo a peccatis tuis,

in nomine Patris

et Filii et Spiritus Sancti.

Amen.

Padre, this is between you and me.

[ chuckles ] And Him.

[ Cristeros yelling ]

They're everywhere!

- They're all on the roof.

- Come on.

Not for long.

Bullets.

How are you feeling?

Viva Cristo Rey.

CRISTERO:

Viva Cristo Rey!

Follow me.

[ men yelling, gunfire ]

Disparen!

Ready?

Load up.

Padre, can you confess yourself?

No.

Then I will try.

Padre Vega is a good man.

He served You well,

as well as he could,

and that's all anyone can ask of us,

so forgive him...

and have mercy on us both.

Amen.

[ grunts ]

Padre!

Okay, stay with me.

Stay with me. Stay with me.

Teniente!

Gather the horses.

I want the men and Padre Vega

out of here immediately.

Okay, talk to me.

[ sighs ]

Stay with me. T alk to me.

Your confession...

[ chuckles ]

You make a better general

than a priest.

Mi General.

Okay, here we go.

Teniente, what they want is me.

Get the men back to El Lucero.

And get Padre Vega to a doctor...

- and a real priest.

- Mi General--

Do as I say.

Padre, que viva--

Padre! Padre!

Que viva Cristo Rey!

Que viva.

Que viva!

[ gunfire continues ]

Cristeros!

[ whoops ]

CRISTERO:
Viva Cristo Rey!

Fuego directo!

[ neighs ]

We never know

what God has in mind.

You cannot fight for something

you don't believe in.

I believe in religious freedom,

and I believe in you.

God allows us

the freedom to choose.

TULITA:
I believe in what you

would be fighting for.

Maybe by doing it, you will, too.

God can take even the most horrific events

and use them for good.

GOROSTIETA:
Viva Cristo Rey.

Que viva.

Entre el cielo y la tierra

Entre la luz y la oscuridad

Entre la fe y el pecado

Slo se encuentra mi corazn

Est Dios y slo mi corazn

Dios y slo mi corazn

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