The Reluctant Saint Page #2
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God bless you, my friend.
Alms for St. Francis!
Alms for St. Francis!
Alms for St. Francis!
Hey! Look what l found!
Hey!
Leave it alone!
Hey!
Leave it alone!
That belongs to the monastery!
Leave it alone!
Stop!
That's enough!
Let him go!
Let's go!
Hey, boys!
How do l look?
Well done, my brothers.
Well done.
lt's good to see that Christian charity
isn't dead in the world.
Father Raspi, it was such
a rewarding experience.
Now we know what
you mean by true humility.
Praise the Lord for that.
Take them to Brother Leo.
Who is it?
Who are you?
What are you--
Your cassock...
Your sandals!
The donkey!
What happened?
Oh, Mother of Mercy.
l tell you, Father,
this man has demoralized
the entire monastery!
He's got to go back
where he came from!
Father, l beg you!
Be a little more patient!
There are alleys in Lecce
where the devil himself would not go.
he came back alive!
Our friars have been begging
in the streets of Lecce
for three centuries, Father.
They've always been welcomed -
and respected.
Then why not Giuseppe?!
Because he's a magnet for trouble!
What other explanation is there?
Where is it?
What?
The donkey!
You sold it, didn't you?
- No, l didn't!
- Don't lie!
You sold it in Lecce!
What did you do
with the money?
l don't know.
l told you before -
l don't know what happened
to that donkey.
Have you been to confession?
Yes...this morning.
Who did you go to?
- Not Father Raspi.
- No.
You're stupid! You know that?
Everybody says so.
All the friars!
l've got this,
but you've got a crack here.
You don't belong here.
You get to work everywhere -
in the kitchen, in the garden,
here in this beautiful cloister.
And me?
A stable boy shoveling dung all day.
l would love to work in the stables.
l think it's wonderful.
Oh, how stupid you really are.
And if it wasn't for your uncle
l'd be here doing your job
and you'd be in the stables
with the donkeys, where you belong!
Look!
A swallows' nest!
And you better get rid of it!
Look.
Stupid! Take them down!
No.
lt's too young; it can't fly.
l don't think the Madonna will mind.
Giuseppe!
Come up here at once!
Come in.
For you, Father Guardian.
Thank you, Father.
Come in, Giuseppe.
This letter just came.
lt is from your mother.
She needs you...
Your father died last night.
And so he is gone.
For all of his faults,
he was a good man.
You know something, Giuseppe?
He loved you
more than he loved me.
Would you believe it?
My life is easier now.
Your father was
a wonderful man to love,
but not to live with.
There comes a time when living
is more important than loving.
When he was alive
l could not sleep
Now l know.
And l know where you are.
Are you happy at Martina?
Yes.
How handsome you are
in your brown robes.
at the funeral.
They learned their lesson today.
- Who?
- The whole town.
For years they said
you'd turn into a drunken slob
like your father.
But today we show them.
lf only my brother
could have been there too.
Father Guardian.
l have a letter for you...
from Uncle Giovanni.
No!
No, they can't!
l won't let them!
They can't do this to me!
What is it?
They have thrown you out!
They don't want you back
because you are an idiot.
You have been nothing but trouble
since the day you got there.
Since the day you were born!
What have you done this time?
Tell me...
Answer.
l broke a statue.
they throw you out like a dog?
lt wasn't little, it was big.
lt was bigger than you.
lt was...
And over 200 years old.
Two hundred!
An old piece of junk.
And for this they wreck
a human life?
We will see about this.
A fine brother l've got.
Come on.
Come on.
Stop it.
Tell the Father Guardian
his sister is here.
No women allowed.
Mama, they are singing vespers.
lt's sacrilege.
Come on!
Giovanni!
Giovanni!
Ah, there you are.
Shhh...
You're in the presence
of the Blessed Sacrament.
We will talk outside.
No! Here!
Giuseppe.
Who knows the heart
Giuseppe, come here!
My son, your nephew,
flesh of your flesh -
what have you done to him?
- Francesca.
- What sin did he commit?
Murder, blasphemy, adultery?
Why did you throw him out?
Francesca, l didn't--
Who do you think you are?
The Pope?!
You, of all people.
My son broke a statue!
And what about you, Giovanni?
Remember Giancarlo's saloon
on your 18th birthday?
You broke every glass, every bottle,
every chair in the place!
Shall l go on, Father Guardian?
Remember all those
poor people--
Out! That's enough!
What about Giuseppe?
Does he stay?
We will discuss it in my office.
Stay and sing with your brothers.
Gobbo!
Things were different
when l was in charge here.
You look wonderful.
You think so?
Like a private gardener!
Oh, yeah?
How is it in back?
Oh, it doesn't show at all.
How are things in the kitchen?
See for yourself.
No more callouses,
no dirty fingernails,
and the best of food.
l'm happy for you.
You're jealous
because l took away your job.
No! You are wrong!
l'm happy here.
l have my home, my family.
Home? A pig stye?
You're in trouble again.
You know who's coming tomorrow?
No.
The Vicar General
of the Franciscan Order -
to make his annual inspection.
ls that true?
You know what that means?
lt means the stable had better
be clean or out you go.
And this time
running home to mama won't help.
l've been too busy.
l will try to catch up tonight.
lt's too late now.
lt's hopeless.
Hopeless!
The stalls are filthy.
There's nothing for goats
and donkeys to live in.
Please, leave me alone.
l don't want to be thrown out again.
Please, l have to work.
What's this doing on the ground?
There's a place for the harness.
lt's supposed to hang on the wall.
Gobbo!
Get out of here!
Get out!
Get out of here!
Get out of here!
Forgive me.
Forgive me.
l shouldn't have done that.
The finest wine in ltaly.
Don't forget me at Christmas time.
This will be our greatest harvest.
The friars in Sicily
grow a fatter olive.
Let me show you
our lemon groves.
Are we near the stables?
Your Excellency, you haven't seen the
strawberries or the vegetable garden.
Later, later.
The wine press?
Take me to the stables.
This way, Your Excellency.
Not very tidy, l must say.
Who is in charge here?
Brother Giuseppe, my nephew.
Who's that?
A pig, Your Excellency.
Yes, of course.
Hard at work, l see.
Allow me, Your Excellency.
Wake up!
How do you
explain all this, Giuseppe?
Well?!
No...
Yes.
Show me!
They were late, Your Excellency.
She has been sick all week.
What man of you, having 100 sheep
and losing one of them
does not leave the 99 in the desert
and go after that
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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