Mother of Tears Page #3

- did you really know my mother?

- Quite well.

- You don't know much about her, do you?

- No.

I don't remember much

about my parents.

I was very young

when they died in the accident.

The car crash in Freiburg.

No, honey. I'm sorry.

That's not what happened.

- Your parents were murdered.

- What?

What are you talking about?

Nobody ever told me this.

What are you saying?

Your mother dared to fight

a very powerful black witch:

Mater Suspiriorum,

the Mother of Sighs.

The Mother of Sighs?

Father Johannes.

- How many drops?

- Twenty, please.

You look exhausted.

You need to rest.

With everything that's going on now?

I have to fight.

- I have to fight!

- Stay calm now. Please. Take your drops.

Your weakness is your strength, Father.

I've been expecting you.

- You're Sarah.

- Yes.

Hi.

There's a lot I have to

tell you-about your mother...

about you,

and about a world-

you hardly know.

More than a thousand years ago...

witchcraft was birthed...

by the shores of the Black Sea

by three sisters.

For years they roamed

the earth...

bringing death and destruction

wherever they went.

Search any art history book

and you'll find images of them.

Eventually, they found homes.

Mater Suspiriorum, the Mother of Sighs,

settled in Freiburg.

The Mother of Pain, Mater Tenebrarum,

went to New York.

Mater Lacrimarum

came to Rome.

She's known as the Mother of Tears.

She's the most cruel

and beautiful of the three.

And she's the only one still alive.

Mater Tenebrarum

and Mater Suspiriorum...

died many years ago.

The Mother of Sighs.

She murdered my parents.

Yes. But not before your mother...

had injured her horribly.

After fighting your mother,

she was reduced to a shell of her former self.

A young dancer

named Suzy Bannion...

finally managed to kill her.

But that's all history.

When that urn Brusca

found was opened...

it restored the Mother of Tears's powers.

How do you know about that?

Your friend, Michael,

told me about it...

when he phoned and spoke

of a magic red tunic...

that would be a great

and powerful talisman.

I've had visions.

Witches are coming...

from all over the world

to celebrate her return.

Yes. They're arriving

in Rome every day.

Every jet, every car...

every train brings more.

They aim to make Rome fall again...

to usher in the Second Age of Witches.

I can't take it anymore.

I feel like I'm going crazy.

There's nothing wrong

with your mind, Sarah.

It's the world that's gone crazy.

Have a look.

Look at this.

Usually I have one exorcism request

a month...

but the last few days, I've had more cases

than I've had in my whole life.

Every priest I talk to is faced

with the same challenge.

Why is all this happening?

The Mother of Tears

spreads evil wherever she can.

Some she kills,

others she drives mad.

She revels in chaos

and human despair.

We have work to do.

I have a book in my study

that shows us the way.

Valeria! Valeria!

Valeria.

Valeria.

Requiescat!

Father Johannes!

- Mother?

- Marta, come back! Come back!

Mother, I obeyed you!

Come on, let's go!

Let me- Somebody help-

Marta!

Marta, help me!

Oh, my God!

Marta! Marta, let's go!

- Where's your car?

- It's right there.

They're coming!

Oh, God, run!

It's locked!

Open- Open up!

- Open it!

- I can't find my key!

Why were they all after me?

Your mother.

- What are you doing?

- I'm calling Michael.

Are you crazy?

They can trace you with it.

You're right.

F*** it.

Come to my place tonight.

It'll be safer for you.

No, I'd rather go home.

Michael can reach me there.

Mmm.

Here's my phone number

and address.

- Call me anytime. It's no bother.

- Thank you.

You're Elisa's daughter.

That's closer than family.

I don't mean to scare you, but...

they know who you are, Sarah.

Promise me

you won't trust anyone.

I promise.

What's going on here?

They are burning the churches.

It's getting worse.

Mater! Mater!

There was somebody at my apartment!

I saw lights and shadows under the door.

I feel like I'm going crazy!

God! Help. Please help me.

Help me, please.

Take a deep breath.

- Thank you.

- Calm down.

Come in.

- Elga, meet Sarah.

- Hi.

- What is she doing here?

- It's okay.

Marta, you have to help me.

I don't know what's happening to me.

- Come with me.

- You have to explain.

Why is all this happening to me?

Why?

They know who you are.

They can't take any chances.

But I- I-

I don't know anything.

You know more

than you think you do.

How else have you survived

this long with those monsters after you?

Elga, would you please

excuse us for a minute?

Oh, please. Come on.

Please?

You have gifts, Sarah.

You need to accept that

if you want to survive.

Watch and learn.

drifting spirits.

They are everywhere,

especially here in Rome.

The old houses are full of ghosts.

Think about it.

The city is 2700 years old...

and we are standing

on five layers of graves.

- How do you do it?

- You can do it too.

With your gifts,

you can see what others can't.

Close your eyes.

Focus all of your energy...

and concentrate on this spot.

Good.

Now just do like I did

and blow.

Sarah.

No, it can't be.

Mommy?

Sarah. Ohh.

- Mommy!

- You can't touch her or she'll disappear.

Leave me alone.

Mater Lacrimarum grows stronger.

She grows stronger, Sarah!

Where-Where are you?

Mommy! Mommy!

You're in great danger,

my dear child.

- Learn to fight.

- No!

No! No!

Don't go, Mommy!

Don't leave me! Mommy, please!

Mommy!

Please make her come back.

Please!

Mo-

Don't leave me.

Don't leave.

She told me to fight.

You have to help me.

I have to fight. Please.

I'm only a psychic.

I can communicate with spirits,

but that's about it.

I don't have your mother's gifts,

or yours.

You need someone who can guide you,

point you in the right direction.

Yes.

Tomorrow I'll introduce you

to Guglielmo de Witt.

- He's a great Belgian thinker.

- Okay.

He'll tell you something useful,

if it's not too late.

Thank you.

Oh, thank you.

No.

No.

Pick up the phone.

Come on, Marta,

pick up the phone!

Hello? Hello, Marta?

Marta, you have to get out of there now!

Marta? Hello? Who's there?

Run! It's too late!

Now! Run now!

No! She doesn't know anything!

No! don't do it!

don't do it!

Mater! Mater!

Where is Sarah?

She isn't here.

Idiot!

It is you.

It is.

Stay strong. Stay strong!

- Mom.

- Stay strong, Sarah!

Yes.

Mom, what did they do

to you and Dad when-

Shh. It's all in the past.

There's nothing you can do.

It was meant to be.

I was so upset,

so angry at you for leaving me.

Plea- Please

don't abandon me again.

Forgive me, little Sarah.

I can't speak anymore.

I belong to another place now.

Use your gifts.

Use them. Use them.

Mommy.

Okay, guys, listen up.

We're looking for a girl around 28.

Her name is Sarah Mandy.

If you see her, don't approach her.

Michael?

Michael. Mi-

Michael! Michael!

Michael, stop!

Michael?

Michael.

Are you okay?

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