Resurreccion
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- 2015
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INTRODUCTION:
He is bringing the plague.
He claims for our help.
I feel this call, father, please.
No, your place is here,
not in Buenos Aires.
The Lord is asking me
to make this sacrifice, now.
And I'm an instrument of the lord.
What are you looking for
out there, Aparicio?
I know I have the strength to save them.
Save them? Whom?
Each hour that passes by is another body
dying without blessings.
Aren't we priests?
Aren't we here to save souls?
You are a deacon and your ordain
is in a few days.
-He showed it to me, father.
-Visions,
we should see to
what sort of need they answer.
Chapter I - PASSION.
Why do you neglect the entrance?
I don't know why you're here,
sir, you'd better go back.
A servant is telling me I can't
get into my own house?
I'm sorry, sir. I did not recognize you.
Believe me,
you wouldn't want to go in there.
Pardo.
Pardo!
Let's go, let's go, man!
Eugenio!
Pardo!
Out!
Out! I've got a gun!
It's uncle, mom! I told you I saw him.
Luca, it's me, Aparicio.
Aparicio.
What are you doing here?
I was heading
for Buenos Aires as a volunteer.
I thought I'd meet you there.
What's going on?
No one is going to spread
the disease to us.
Uncle, I want to leave this place.
Remedios.
What about Edgardo?
He left us.
The city was not ready
for so many immigrant plebeians.
He went to assist those people
instead of taking care of us.
Edgardo took an oath
on his profession, Luca.
He also took an oath to God
of taking care of us!
This fools' plague, he brought it home!
Three servants died and... a little girl.
He banished his family
and I punish him for that.
We live here now.
-This is a special circumstance.
-This is the devil's work!
There they were, all those bad people,
dancing in obscene parades.
No, Aparicio.
We're cursed!
This house is cursed!
No, mom! Mom, please,
I want to get out of here!
Go away! You're late!
-Lucia!
-Go away! Go away!
Luca!
Luca!
I'm willing to use it.
She told you to leave.
Quispe?
Sir?
This is a miracle!
Where's my brother,
who allows this madness?
Where is Edgardo?
Please, we don't have time to waste.
The master needs you more than ever.
-Why didn't anyone tell me about it?
-It was too fast, sir.
Nobody knows anything.
It started in January.
The outbreak spread
from the lower part of San Telmo,
from the immigrants' tenements
Quickly, sir, before it's too late.
Those were very hard days.
Before running away,
several servants ransacked the house.
I felt compelled to leave
only one entrance.
And you?
Hey! Wait!
-Who are you?
-He is a stranger.
I don't know how he got in again.
He says the master called
for him, but it isn't true.
-I've just sent him out.
-Liar! You know me.
I've got to see him.
We cannot wait any longer.
Where do you think you're going?
Please, let me talk to him.
I worked with the doctor,
he'll recognize me.
This comes from the Paraguayan war.
-I can cure him.
-Yes?
And how are you going to cure him?
With this?
Gods do not exist.
Only the faith we put in them,
that makes the difference.
And that man has a faith problem.
There is always a scavenger ready
to take advantage of desperation.
You also have a problem of faith.
Take him out, Ernesto.
Out! Out!
Don't you touch me!
Don't let him fool you! He knows me!
He called me on his master's orders.
Ernesto, did you bring him?
It can be quite a shock to see him.
Your brother has changed a little.
Ernesto!
Only for you to know,
nobody is sure
how the contagion takes place.
The Lord guides me.
Sorry, I thought you'd better know.
This is not a nice way
to receive you, but...
Welcome to Paradise Farm.
When was this place nice?
Ernesto!
Ernesto, did you bring him?
Ernesto?
It's me, Edgardo.
Aparicio, your brother.
Ernesto, I want the healer.
Bring me the healer.
Ernesto!
-I sent him away. Control yourself.
-What gives you the right, you fool!
That man was going to deceive you.
Wake up!
You?
What are you doing here?
I didn't know anything about this.
To Buenos Aires?
Everybody is running
away and you come here?
It wasn't my decision.
It was God who gave me the order.
God?
It was also God who brought me here.
It wasn't God. It was your arrogance.
Don't be afraid to die.
I don't want to die.
Let the healer in,
I beg you.
I did something awful.
You have to save them.
Everything was my fault,
Save them.
-They are fine.
-Save them.
I beg you.
Sir.
Tell Mrs. Luca that Mr. Edgardo has died.
She mustn't be afraid.
After the service,
they will go to Crdoba.
Okay, sir.
And you?
I must go to Buenos Aires.
I have nothing to do here anymore.
Okay, sir.
May God keep you in his glory, brother.
The weather is changing.
The house gets very cold.
Are you all right, sir?
What happened?
You fainted.
I warned you...
that it could be frightening to see him.
Edgardo?
You were there.
The master has died.
It was on his body.
There is no good news from Buenos Aires.
Everybody is running away.
They say that even president Sarmiento.
Many clergymen have died in service.
They need men of faith, like you, there.
If you decided to leave,
you could help a lot.
Mrs. Luca has been informed.
She said she wouldn't leave the chapel.
She can't bear the fact
that her daughter might be infected.
We have to get them out, Quispe.
I understand her panic,
but she is terrified of something else.
It is said that infected people die
in four or five days in Buenos Aires.
However, the cases here...
were awful,
devastating.
In what sense?
Mr. Edgardo didn't understand how,
but our first servant died in 24 hours.
And then...
it didn't stop.
I have to prepare everything
for the final service.
Uncle.
I'm here.
Remedios!
Remedios, wait for me, Remedios!
He died, right?
Dad.
You're going to freeze.
Where is Luca?
She's sleeping. I don't have much time.
She's sleeping less every time.
I prayed to Jesus for you to come, uncle.
Don't leave us,
I know you can save us.
No, no, no. Don't come closer.
I don't feel well.
Let's go inside, it's cold.
No! I can't go in.
Mom is going to get angry,
she says the devil is there.
And he is helping him.
He wants to see us all dead.
Why are you in such a hurry
to burn everything?
A storm is coming, sir.
My brother gave me a diary.
Sir?
A notebook that I kept in my cassock,
now I can't find it,
After the service,
I'll go back to Crdoba.
forcibly, if necessary.
I'm afraid that won't be possible, sir.
Why?
The bordering provinces
and they don't let anybody coming
The port is in quarantine.
We just have to wait.
Now this is the safest place.
What is my family's portrait doing there?
You are going to put that where it
was and we won't burn anything yet.
Sir, we have to burn him
before it's too late.
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