The Blind Sunflowers Page #5

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What you must have been through.

Hell.

A mason, Republican husband...

who doesn't allow you baptizing your children.

A daughter escaping with a Communist poet.

You're a martyr.

Poor thing.

How do you know all this?

I know everything.

But now you can be calm, you have me.

I'll baptize Lorenzo will prepare him...

... for his first communion.

I'll prepare some coffee for you.

Good idea, while I go to the bathroom.

I'll show you.

In any in case, let me tell you that, if he ends up not having a...

... he can leave the seminary.

I myself, so close to singing mass,

I'm through a crisis...

I myself feel disoriented...

like the "blind sunflowers", as the Bible says.

And now I do not know if

I want or not to be priest.

But you are not a priest?

No. Deacon, just a deacon.

Maximum Orders.

The last one before singing mass.

The bathroom.

Who knows...

There's no coffee.

We ran out of it.

I am thankful for

what you're making for us.

I'll talk to Lorenzo,

that's the only thing I can tell you.

Did you tell him you're looking for a father?

Give this to me.

But what are you thinking?

What should I think? A woman like you...

young, alone and...

It's clear you know nothing about women.

They never told you that,

during the summer we shave our legs?

You? You shave...

Of course, like all.

Look, this way, you see?

Shave, shave, shave...

They are soft.

Light.

But firm as steel.

Please don't do this.

Do not continue, please.

It's Lorenzo!

We still need to talk about your daughter.

What was he doing here?

Nothing, just talking.

What did the priest want?

He is not a priest, he's a deacon.

But where do we go? And how?

We leave Lorenzo with your aunt Lola.

I am not staying with nobody.

Yes, my love.

Aunt Lola has a mustache, and it's itchy.

Stop it.

We leave the three of us.

But where, Ricardo? Where?

Portugal.

With Elenita and Lalo?

We'll travel by bus, one village to another.

For short trips they do not ask for documents.

What about the money?

Furniture, typewriter, books, we sell everything.

Mom, we are late.

You're not going to school.

Never again?

Never.

And brother Salvador?

Brother Salvador, fu...

Ricardo, please.

Five times two, ten, five times three, fifteen...

... five times four, twenty...

... five times five, twenty five...

... five times six, thirty...

... five times seven, thirty five...

Come in.

Hail Mary.

What's going on, now?

Priest, a pupil didn't come to class,

and he's an exemplary boy.

I fear something has happened to him.

And?

I thought I should go to his house

and check about him.

You will not learn.

Any excuse is good to go take a walk.

This is the last warning, young man.

If you don't show more zeal

in the fulfillment of your duties...

... I'll send you back to the seminary.

And now...

... this pupil you talk about.

Is he called Lorenzo Mazo?

Yes, priest.

He's sick. Tonsils.

Go back to your classroom.

It's been without you for long enough.

And these, why are they hidden?

Because if the police finds them,

they will burn them.

Look.

This is by Antonio Machado.

He also had to run away.

"Dedicated to my friend, Ricardo Maza.

With the affection

of its Antonio Machado".

"Run away from the sad love...

"Prudish love... "

"Without risk, bandage, or adventure,

"which expects from love a safe token,

"Because in love, madness

is the sensible thing

"The one where the chest avoids the blind boy

"And which blasphemed

the fire of the life

"Of a thought, not lighted flame

"Which want ash that keeps the fire to it

"And ash it will find, not from its flame

"When it discovers the vile nonsense

which it asked for, without a flower

"Fruit in the branch

"With a black key

"the cold room of its time will open up

"Wake up, bed, blurred mirror

"And empty heart".

Did you like it?

You did not understand it.

Soon you will understand.

What did brother Salvador brother say?

I didn't see it.

Won't you regret it?

Of course. But what do you want,

leaving them here?

Maybe Ferrndiz decides to denounce me.

With all the first editions I sent him,

autographed.

Greed will be more powerful

than fear of being caught.

Complete trust. Asturians.

Very clean people.

And you can't imagine

the bean stews they make.

What about the price?

Second floor, left.

Watchman!

Coming!

Death in the Portuguese border.

Stop! Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

Ricardo, are you there?

Yes.

Did you finish the book list?

One moment.

Yes.

I'm going.

What?

Am I fine?

You're beautiful.

And what do I say to

this Ferrndiz guy?

You tell him you're going abroad,

and you cannot take my books.

But?

Lorenzo is not here...

My son is not here.

So what? I warned the director

you will beat me.

Is it bad that I want to your son and you?

I'm ready to abandon my career because of you?

What are you saying?

This is a madness!

A madness where you got me into.

Brother Salvador, I haven't made anything.

Think about it.

What are you doing? What are you doing?

No, no!

You cannot do this, please, don't.

I will marry you

Because I am free and I can go back to the army.

No!

Please!

Please, no!

No, no, no!

I know you want me, you desire me.

You're begging for this!

No, no, no!

Let her go, you son of a b*tch!

Aaaah!

Let him go!

Don't touch him!

Who is this man?

He's my dad, son of a b*tch!

Call the police!

There's a red, here!

There's a Communist here. Call the police!

Please!

Call the police, there's a hidden red here!

Enough, it's enough!

There's a red here, call the police!

Not!

What happens, mom?

Ricardo!

She come to me, needy,

cunningly, she deceived me completely.

She deceived you?

Without a doubt.

She did not need me as father for her son...

nor as sustenance for her family.

She showed fragility to attract me...

She fished me, as a trout.

And...

If she did not want to you

to add you to her family...

Which is completely impossible,

after the facts,

What did she want you for?

Who knows?

To feel herself desired.

Or...

To hide with our friendship

any suspicion about her husband's fate.

Or because of lasciviousness.

The easiest thing is to think that.

I am certain that, outside of the house,

and far from the husband...

We would have had sex.

And you, Salvador...

Do you blame yourself at all?

I should have realized

what was happening.

I do not know...

I will not come back to the seminary, Father.

I will not sing mass.

I'll try to live a Christian life

outside priesthood.

Do not rush things, Salvador.

Give it some time.

When I denounced them, asking for help?

He was a red, Father.

A red who refused to baptize his children.

Who wasn't married in Church.

Who facilitated the escape of her daughter

with another blasphemous one...

And pushed them to death.

Relax, son.

Relax.

I do not know if I am a good Christian, Father.

Or better, I know I'm not.

But I also know that I am a good Spaniard.

And that red, with his suicide...

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