Tormento Page #6

Do like I do.

I put it all behind me

and never give it another thought.

You can all accept things here,

but not me.

Why should you be the only one?

I have my reasons.

Come on.

The others are already downstairs.

If Mother Celeste

finds us up here -

What do I care about her?

What can she do to me

that they haven't already done?

I wish they'd just kill me.

At least I'd be free!

Stop shouting!

Let's go.

You girls go if you're afraid.

I'm not afraid,

and I'll tell Mother Celeste so

to her face.

She hates me, and I know it.

Well, I hate her too,

because she's wicked, cruel,

and heartless.

- Are you speaking of me?

- Yes.

You heard what I said,

and if not, I'll repeat it:

I hate you!

You think I didn't understand?

Everyone's unhappy here,

straining at the leash,

but they've all learned

to go along.

You're the only one

who never stops fighting,

who'll never repent

for all the evil she's done.

It's true.

I don't repent.

What do I have to repent for?

What am I guilty of?

We forget quickly.

I've forgotten nothing.

I've done nothing,

yet I'm locked up in prison.

- Prison?

- That's right.

Oh, it's not the iron gates

and the bars on the windows.

If I wanted to escape,

I'd crawl like an ant over the wall

or slither under the door

like a worm.

But I can't.

I don't want to escape.

I have to stay and suffer in here,

where no one sees my anguish.

Not even you,

who think you see everything.

That's enough now.

No, let her speak.

She's a wicked,

ungrateful woman.

And why should I be

grateful to you?

Never a kind word,

never a single word

of understanding!

Mother, huh?

They call you " mother."

Holy Mother,

why let someone like her

use that precious name?

That's enough now!

Quiet!

Stop this!

What is it?

- What's going on?

- The usual.

This girl's more rebellious

by the day.

Anna, what have you done?

Apologize.

Would you defy me too?

Yes, I'll defy every one of you!

Let's go, girls.

You too.

You don't know

what you're saying, my dear.

Come now. Don't cry.

I swore before our Lord

I'd be a sister and counselor

to all those girls

tossed about by fate

and separated from God.

He sees all...

and forgives all...

as long as one

sincerely repents.

Forgive me, Virgin Mary...

you who were a mother too.

Good news?

My lawyer.

Always the same thing.

He's continuing his investigation,

but he has no news yet.

Get used to it

and stop tormenting yourself.

In all these months

has she never felt the urge

to write me even once?

It happens to all of us.

They forget us like we were dead.

Besides, you can't expect

a woman to stay tied

to a poor louse in prison.

She's my wife!

She can't have just forgotten me.

Don't fool yourself.

Listen to me.

Forget her right back.

And our little girl?

She's my flesh and blood.

My dear mommy!

Mommy, is it true

what that woman says,

that you don't love

Ninuccia anymore?

I don't believe it.

I want you

to come back right away,

because I'm all alone.

I'm so afraid, and I want

to sleep in your arms.

Come here.

Who took the picture

that was in here?

- I don't know.

- You don't?

- What are you hiding?

- Nothing.

Liar!

No, that's my mommy!

I told you to forget

about your mother.

She's never coming back

because she was very bad.

You're the bad one. Meanie!

You're a little snake.

Like mother, like daughter.

Come on.

Don't put me in that dark room!

I'm afraid!

The home for wayward women? Why?

It was that woman's idea.

Poor Anna.

Now I see

why I couldn't find her.

And her daughter?

That poor innocent thing!

She cries for her mother

all day long.

- They can't ever see each other?

- Never!

We have to do something.

I know.

But try to talk to that woman.

If she found out they'd seen

each other, she'd turn the child out.

Doesn't she ever go out?

She has dinner at her sister's

every Saturday

and has me watch the girl.

- Then we'll take that opportunity.

- At night?

And how will her mother get out?

For you. Don't let anyone see.

Careful.

Anna, I've arranged with the guard

to let you out tonight.

Your little girl needs you.

Meet me at the church

at 10.00. Enzo.

Where are you going?

Trying to escape?

Why not do as you said?

Now's the time

to crawl over the wall

like an ant

or slither under the door

like a worm.

Why are you so cruel to me?

Should I let you

run off to your lover?

No, Mother Celeste.

It's not what you think.

I have a little angel

of a daughter,

and she wants to see me.

She needs me.

I have to go to her.

But why try to explain?

You'd never understand.

You can't know

what it means to be a mother.

"Mother"?

But I do understand.

And every time I hear that word,

it's like a knife in my heart,

and I can't bear it anymore.

What is your suffering

next to mine?

Don't you see the life I live?

My flesh is covered with bruises.

Days and nights spent in penitence.

Yet I committed no sin.

I had a daughter too, like you,

and I lost her.

She was all I had.

I see so many people

who live only for evil,

yet my little saint lives no longer.

Mother Celeste, forgive me.

I didn't know.

That's enough now.

Come back inside.

Mother Celeste...

I don't know

your daughter's name,

but she needs no name now.

She's a little angel now,

like so many others,

and I turn

to that little angel now

and call to her.

Beloved little angel,

so close to God in heaven,

look down and see

this mother here on earth

who wishes to see

her daughter but can't

because your mother

won't let her.

Beloved little angel,

speak to her.

Ask her for me.

You live in her heart.

She can't say no to you.

Go.

Go.

Thank you.

Go see your daughter.

Why doesn't Mommy come?

She'll be here any minute.

Cover up and don't catch cold.

Hold on. Come here.

- Who is it?

- Don't know.

Let's have a look.

She fainted.

Must be one of those

poor women from inside.

What do we do?

Take her back inside.

Help me.

It's getting late.

We must get the child back.

I don't understand.

If that woman gets back first,

there'll be terrible trouble!

Fine. We'll take her home.

Let's go.

Evening, ma'am. Recognize me?

Yes, it's me.

Surprised to see me, aren't you?

Did you escape from prison?

No, I'm a free man.

It took them five years

to realize I was innocent.

Haven't you seen the papers?

KILLER ARRESTED:

They found the real killer.

But don't be afraid.

I only want to know

where my wife and daughter are.

I know nothing about it.

I was told Anna's been

in Naples a while.

What's become of her?

You must know.

I want to know, no matter what.

I don't know!

What do you mean?

Go away, or I'll call for help!

Wait, please.

You needn't call anyone.

Don't be afraid.

But I'm sure you know.

It's been five years of torment.

My only thought has been

to find my wife and daughter.

Even if she's forgotten me

or left me for another.

But my daughter is my flesh and blood,

and I want to find her.

You think she'd be happy

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