The Miracle of Our Lady of Fatima Page #4

Pray for us.

Senhora Carreira is here

with a crippled boy.

She asked us to speak

to the lady.

Will you cure him, dear lady?

Her prayers shall be answered

within a year.

When will you take us to heaven?

I will take Jacinta

and Francisco soon.

But you must remain here

sometime longer.

You're going to take them?

You mean they're going to--?

Have no fear for them.

But why must they go? Why?

What will I do without them?

Please, dear lady.

Don't you see?

We've been together

since we were babies.

They're like my sister

and my brother.

I took care of Jacinta

when she was just

a little thing.

Beside my mother, I love them

more than anyone in the world.

[SOBBING]

Don't cry.

If God takes us soon,

we'll spend all our time

telling him about you.

Forgive me, my lady.

I'll do anything.

Let me suffer for them,

and I'll be glad.

But don't take them.

Don't leave me here alone.

Dear child,

I'll be with you always.

All right, my lady.

I promised I'd do

what you told me.

And I will...

all my life.

I will never abandon you.

My immaculate heart

will be your refuge

and the path

that leads you to God.

[WEEPING]

[SOBBING]

[CROWD MURMURING]

Please don't cry,

Lcia.

JACINTA:

We'll pray to the lady.

Baby, baby,

what's the matter, huh?

What's the matter? Did you hear

something that hurt you?

The lady said she's gonna take

Jacinta and Francisco.

We're going

to heaven.

And I don't want them to go.

[CHUCKLES]

Maybe you misunderstood

the lady.

No, I didn't.

Well, she might change

her mind.

Ladies do, you know.

Did I ever tell you the time

I was walking through

a beautiful forest

when all of a sudden,

a great big dragon

came roaring out of a cave

breathing fire and smoke

with his tongue sticking out?

And there I was, all alone,

with nothing but my bare hands.

Don't you want to know

what happened?

[CHUCKLES]

Oh...

All right, we'll save it

for some other time, huh?

[SOBS]

[SMACKS LIPS]

Maria Rosa, I'll--

I'll wait here.

What's happening,

Antnio?

Trouble,

nothing but trouble.

The priest has sent

for the children.

He wants

to question them.

Father Ferreira too?

What's the matter?

Has everybody gone crazy?

You people have hounded

those children

ever since their story

of the vision leaked out.

You saw what came

of their story.

[SCOFFS]

And who was

responsible for it?

It was your own babbling tongues

that blew that fairy tale

into the big ears

of our precious administrator.

Hugo...

it may be true

what they saw.

Antnio,

you're a grown man.

There are many grown men

and women who believe it.

Even in the market

at Lisbon,

in spite of the police spies

being around,

it's all

they talk about.

The 13th of next month,

you will see thousands here

in Ftima.

Ha.

Thousands of ignorant,

superstitious fools

following a will-o'-the-wisp.

Sure of a free ride

in a fiery chariot

straight through

the pearly gates.

Do you really think

there will be thousands?

A multitude of people,

senhor.

They will descend on Ftima

like a plague of locusts.

Hmm.

You may be right.

And who am I to argue

against the belief of thousands?

There may be something in this

after all.

Antnio.

Here is

a heaven-sent opportunity.

You own the cova,

and I'm your best friend,

your partner.

You heard

what that peddler said?

Thousands.

Now, why couldn't we charge

each and every one

a small fee to see

the Virgin, hm?

We'll be doing

a good deed,

and we'll be rewarded

with manna from heaven.

No.

Antnio, be sensible.

You-- You would try

and cheat God himself.

Ah, but he has such a big world,

and we have so little of it.

Now, look,

the first thing we do,

we'll build a fence

on one side--

Hugo da Silva?

I have a warrant here

for your arrest

signed by

the Administrator of Ourm.

That's not possible.

The administrator

is a good friend of mine.

Go away.

Your friend charges you

with obstructing

a police investigation

on St. Anthony's Day

with conspiracy to defeat

the ends of justice.

Come along.

Ah, this is nothing,

Antnio, nothing.

You start building

the fence,

and I'll make some posters

while I'm in jail.

Antnio, we got

a bigger attraction here

than all the bullfights

in Seville during Easter.

We'll be rich, man, rich.

Come on.

Take care

of my little donkey, eh?

Yes, yes.

Let's go.

The lady told us

the way would be hard.

I didn't know

what she meant then,

but I do now.

I thought

you'd believe us, Father.

In such matters,

the Church moves slowly,

neither believing

nor disbelieving,

until all the facts

are examined.

Have you told me

all the facts, Lcia?

I can't tell you any more.

Why do you hold back, child?

What else did

the Blessed Mother say?

I didn't say

she was the Blessed Mother.

But she was.

Jacinta.

Perhaps you can tell us

what else the lady said,

Jacinta?

Oh, yes, Father.

She said we're going

to die soon.

Not Lcia,

just Francisco and me.

Going to die?

Lcia,

you told them that?

Father, you see what

terrible things she's doing?

There's no end to this.

Lcia didn't tell us.

It was the lady.

What are you

crying for, Mama?

We're going

to heaven.

[TEARFULLY]

Stop saying

such things.

Lcia...

did you make up

this story?

If you're lying,

I implore you to tell me.

It would be so easy

to tell you that I am.

Then all I'd get

would be a whipping.

But I'm not, Father.

Look, child,

do you want the soldiers

to take your priest away,

close the doors

of your church?

Oh, no, Father.

Then tell me

the truth, child.

The truth.

I've told you the truth.

I swear it.

I believe you, Lcia.

That-- That they

saw the Virgin?

I believe they saw

something unnatural

in the cova.

Good or evil...

...I cannot say.

Evil?

It could be something

out of hell instead of heaven.

The devil comes to us

in many forms.

Oh, no, Father.

Not the lady.

I don't know.

I don't say it for certain.

But only evil has come

from these visions so far.

If they continue,

they may bring disaster

on us all.

Well, I will forward

this information to my bishop.

And until we hear

from him...

I don't want you to go

to the cova anymore.

Now, take them home.

Let us all pray for God

to enlighten us.

Good night,

Father.

Thank you,

Father.

What's the matter, Lcia?

Are you sick?

[SNIFFLES]

No, Mama.

You're crying, huh?

I couldn't sleep,

Mama.

Come.

[SNIFFLES]

[SOBS]

Shh.

There now.

Tell Mama all about it.

Father Ferreira

said that the lady

might be the devil.

I can't stop thinking

about it.

She couldn't be that,

could she, Mama?

Father Ferreira knows more

about such things than we do.

Surely the devil would want

the church closed.

And he'd want to see

Father Ferreira in jail too,

wouldn't he?

Yes, Mama.

But if you could only

have seen her as I did,

if you could only have heard

her dear voice...

I can't stop thinking

about her.

Are you going to begin

all that again?

No, Mama,

don't be mad at me.

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